Here is Ch.2... Still mostly fluff. Enjoy!
"Jimmy, grab me another beer" House yelled from the couch before stuffing his mouth and began looking through his TiVo.
Wilson came over and plopped himself next to him plate in one hand and beer in the other," Here" he handed it to him and leaned into him, "what are we watching?" he said through a mouthfull.
"Didnt your mother ever teach you not to talk with your mouth full?" House asked eyes plastered on the TV.
"You'd be the one to talk" Wilson retorted
"You dont seem to mind when my mouth is full of you and making you groan" House looked at him sideways and gave him a devilish grin, causing Wilson to choke but he quickly recovered, "I actually dont remember...you might have to do that again and see if I mind" Wilson took a drink from House's beer and smiled at him.
"That depends, are you doing the dishes?" House raised his eyebrows at Wilson
"Dont I always?" Wilson glared.
"We'll see" House said finally and returned his attention to the TV, Wilson stared at him a while longer and then also turned his attention to the TV.
"You know you have nothing to worry about" House said a little to softly and placed his hand on the other man's thigh giving it a gentle squeeze all the while keeping his eyes on the TV.
Wilson stared at him, finding it incredible hard to swallow his food, "I love you" he finally managed to say making a grab for House's beer, "I love you too" House looked at him and took the beer before Wilson could take a drink, "but get your own."
TBC?