Author: lucretiafly
Pairing: House/Wilson
Rating: MA (NC-17)
Word count: 449
Summary: The hazards of office-space sex.
It wasn't that they actively sought out dangerous situations, but House was someone for whom 'classic' bed sex got boring quite quickly, especially as his right leg prevented him from trying a few of the more experimental positions. Wilson had discovered this a couple of months after bedding him, when the novelty of a new body to explore had worn off and House considered that he now had all of Wilson's erogenous zones mapped out in his head and hands. House did have a collection of toys that they still had plenty of fun to get out of, but his current fixation was with undoing Wilson in as many hospital-based environs as possible, and if some of the surfaces they used as support weren't as secure as desired, well… that was just an occupational hazard.
Which is why they were now in the situation of Wilson with his condom-sheathed cock out, standing over House with a surprised expression on his face as House struggled to get his feet out from under the two-drawer filing cabinet currently toppled and pinning him to the floor.
It had started out great; the cabinet was the perfect height for House to perch on, his backside hanging over the edge, on a line matched with Wilson's hips. They hadn't considered the need to check if it were bolted to the floor and so a particularly energetic thrust from Wilson had pitched the whole thing forwards, along with House to the floor.
"Oi, erection-boy! Send the blood flow to your more useful - although admittedly less sexy - brain and help me get out from here."
Wilson shook himself and stepped over to House. He tipped the cabinet back into its correct orientation, the light weight that had been their downfall a bonus now that he needed to free House.
He fingered the tender ankle and told House, "It's swollen, doesn't feel broken. Just a bad twist, caught at the wrong angle. Nothing a bandage and some rest won't fix. Still, I'd like to get you down to ER just to get it checked."
He frowned as he helped his lover to his feet, and House winced to apply pressure. "Lucky it's your right foot; you can take the weight off it with your cane."
"Gee, thanks Doc, but I think I'm smart enough to work all that out myself."
Wilson sighed as he removed the condom and helped fasten both their pants.
"Not smart enough to have anticipated physics. Come on."
He unlocked the office door and walked close enough to catch House if he fell, whilst making sure it didn't seem like he was, as they made their way to the elevator and the ER.