Summary: House has binoculars in his living room. Why? This is one answer. (Of course it's House/Cameron!) :D
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Note: Three drabbles that got posted as comment fic inside a mini post at LJ. Un-beta'd.
Cameron smiled as she slowly peeled off her shirt and let her bra slip to the floor. She wondered how much longer it would be before House realized she knew he was watching her through the window with his binoculars. It had come as a shock the first time, her body flushing red with embarrassment, but now she reveled in it, giving him a show. Cameron arched her back and stretched, then hooked her thumbs into her panties and wiggled her hips to help the lacy fabric slide down.
Maybe tomorrow.
x x x
"C'mon, House," said Chase, grinning. "What's the binoculars for?"
"Bird watching."
"Right." Foreman turned to Chase. "Told you he couldn't tell the truth. Pay up."
"Fine," House said quickly. "If you must know, I'm using them to watch Cameron undress in her apartment." He got the expected eye rolls from Foreman and Chase but when he looked at Cameron, all he saw was a small, knowing grin gracing her lips, and he froze.
She knew.
x x x
House tilted the binoculars slowly, catching the curve of her back and down over the bare lace of her thong. He watched her fingers curl in the strings and pull the side ties. The lace opened and fluttered to the floor but he kept his eyes on the real show, his mouth watering.
Cameron turned, completely naked, and crooked a finger, beckoning to him. He smiled and put down the binoculars before approaching the bed.