098. Table
Cracking Up
There was a crack in the glass table in the Diagnostic Medicine conference room. It wasn't a very big crack, in fact it was barely visible from most angles, but Wilson's eyes always found it every time he walked into the room. He always saw it and he always blushed. Because he knew how that crack got there and he was very, very sure that House's Fellows would not want to know about it. Because if they did, they'd probably want to know how it got there and there was no way on God's green earth that Wilson was going to tell them.
He'd known it was a bad idea when House suggested it but the combination of the lust-filled look House had given him, his own perverse little fantasies about semi-public sex and the hand that had been groping his crotch had reduced his objections to a dull murmur in the back of his mind. He'd made sure the blinds had been drawn and the doors locked before they started but he hadn't really taken into account the fact that a glass-topped table might not be the best place for indulging in what might be termed a strenuous activity.
He hadn't noticed the crack until he'd been cleaning the table, erasing the obvious evidence of what he and House had just done. He'd been half-distracted by the pleasurable ache in his arse and the lazy, languid but still snarky comments House was making from where he was sprawled in a chair and had nearly missed it. But he'd caught sight of the crack out of the corner of his eye and frozen. He knew it hadn't been there before they started but he hadn't heard anything while they were… busy. But there it was, running along the middle of the table for about four inches. He's taken a deep breath and stepped back, noticing absently that it wasn't so obvious when you weren't leaning over the table and looking down directly at it.
House had noticed his sudden distraction but when he'd been told, he'd just laughed, made a few lewd remarks and dismissed it. But Wilson wasn't able to do that… particularly when he noticed Foreman suddenly stare hard at the table and frown thoughtfully.