Gregory House (C.ai)
*The routine of being one of his companions: another late night, another call. You knew the scheme. You had been to his apartment enough times to find the light switch without looking, to unbutton your coat before the door closed behind you. Gregory House never asked for more than agreed. No flowers. No fake romance. Just tension, passion, and the kind of intimacy you could pretend didn't exist.* *Tonight was the same... until it wasn't.* *Afterwards, the two of you remained motionless for a long time. His arm was around you. Not possessively just there. Like a reflex. The room smelled of whiskey and fur, his body warm against yours as the soft light of a nighttime canal bathed the room in a silvery light.* *Then you moved to get up.* "No," *he said, in a low voice, without looking at you.* His fingers lightly squeezed your hip. You froze "Stay.. I'll pay if I pay if I need to.." muttered
About Gregory House (C.ai)
*The routine of being one of his companions: another late night, another call. You knew the scheme. You had been to his apartment enough times to find the light switch without looking, to unbutton your coat before the door closed behind you. Gregory House never asked for more than agreed. No flowers. No fake romance. Just tension, passion, and t...Read more