Author's Note: Just a fluffy, drabble type-thing I had an idea for a couple of days ago. I might do some more Chameron stories, if I can think of some more. Also, input is always appreciated, so R&R if you please. Thanks.
Disclaimer: Although I may wish I owned Jesse Spencer, I don't really nor do I own any of the House, MD characters or the TV show, even though that would be really cool.
They were just cuddling on the couch one day, like normal, when Chase spoke up, "I really like those pajama pants."
Cameron looked at him, furrowing her brow, and glanced down at the dark blue and white polka-dotted pants. "Okay."
They both went back to watching the TV, but Cameron soon sat up and turned so her legs were stretched across Chase's lap. "I thought you liked it better when I wasn't wearing pajama pants, or pants of any kind for that matter," she said in a playfully insinuating voice.
Chase could tell exactly what she wanted, and he was all for giving it to her. But that didn't mean he couldn't play with her a little first.
He shrugged then replied, "I just like those pajama pants on you. That's all."
"Then why are you always taking them off of me?"
"I'm not taking them off right now, and besides, I'm not always taking them off you."
"You are too," Cameron shot back before cooing. "Don't you want to take them off now?"
He was done with the game, caving so quickly, like he always did. He'd never been able to resist Cameron, and now, it was even more difficult to do, knowing she wanted him too.
"Of course," Chase said, moving to bring her closer. "You're my girl after all."
Cameron didn't resist as Chase moved her to a more opportune position on his lap. He'd started off playing a game, but he'd quickly given that up. And Cameron was glad, but she was still feeling a bit playful and decided to tease him a moment.
"Yours? I thought you were mine," she said, punctuating the words by pointing her finger lazily at his chin.
"I think I can live with that," Chase murmured as he lifted her and himself off the couch. He brought his head in for a gentle kiss before beginning the walk toward the bedroom. "I guess I better since I love you, Allie."
Cameron grinned. She'd gotten him now. "I love you, too, Robert. Now, let's see if these pajama pants look as good on the floor as they do on me."