That's what you get for falling in love; you get a little and it's never enough.

-Bon Jovi: Bad Medicine

Chase never meant to fall in love with House. He couldn't figure how he did, or when he did, or why. He didn't really want to be in love with his boss; seriously, he didn't.

The man was arrogant, rude, self-centered, and basically the biggest asshole Chase had ever come to meet. And God, did that turn Chase on more than anything...

Okay, so what if a little bit masochistic? Okay... a lot... Okay, okay, he was the textbook definition of the word. But only when it came to sex. Or, at least, that's what Chase said.

But as masochistic as our Aussie may be, he was also a coward who was scared of humiliation. He couldn't confront House about this issue -- he would like to keep his dignity, thank you very much... well, the little that was left of it, that is.

Not to mention, his relationship with House would never be the same after that. Chase would have liked that idea, as long as it would be in the positive 'boyfriend' way, not the 'Ew Cameron the Second times 4' way. Though, the second seemed to be the more obvious result.

Right now, though, Chase didn't have to deal House or with anyone else. He was working late on 'paperwork'. Right; he was sitting there fantasizing about House. His hands, his lips, that slight stubble always present on his jaw, his di--

BAM! A cane collided with the table in front of him.

Uh oh. Chase snapped out of his daze and sat up straight. "Yeah?" He asked, shaking his head to get rid of the stunned feeling.

"Nice tent," House commented, using his cane to point to Chase's crotch, and sat down on the corner of the table closest to Chase.

Chase blushed and shifted in his seat to try to hide his obvious... problem. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, I'll tell you what I'm not doing, I'm not fantasizing about having wild sex with my boss."

Chase tried stuttering out an objection to the 'false' statement but was cut short by House's lips on his own.

Hey, he liked this.

The kiss was cut too short for Chase's liking though. House pulled away and got up. "Hopefully, that'll keep you satisfied for a while," He muttered and walked out.

Now Chase had another problem. He wanted more.