008. Think
Though Processes
House always said that asking him to stop thinking was like asking the rain to stop falling or the sun to stop shining. It was just something he did. He was fairly sure he was still thinking when he was asleep. It would certainly explain why he often woke up with the answer to a problem in the forefront of his mind. The only thing could make him stop thinking for any appreciable amount of time was sex and even that was a hit or miss approach.
Hookers could barely hold his attention long enough for him to get off. But that was to be expected. If you didn't care much about something, it was never going to hold your attention long enough to matter.
Stacy had usually managed to make him stop thinking for an appreciable period of time. But then again, she'd been enthusiastic, inventive and even more than a little wicked in bed. She was fun…at least before the infarction. The few times they'd tried to have sex afterwards, she'd been too tentative, too aware of his leg too distract him sufficiently.
Ah, but Wilson…Wilson could derail his thought processes like no one else. Wilson could focus like a champion when it was required of him and having that focus aimed at you was a considerable aphrodisiac. That focus could pick up the slightest hint from your body language…particularly when Wilson was so good at reading it in the first place…and in an odd way it demanded an equal focus in return. And when his attention was so intently focussed on Wilson, he could forget everything he wanted to forget and finally stop thinking.