"I don't think you're serious," Foreman said, satisfied with House's intrigued look. "I wouldn't have to, since you won't actually do it." He'd definitely started House thinking along the same lines as he was. And apparently he'd broken through House's performance anxiety. A few days ago, House hadn't seen any advantage for himself if he let Foreman watch; now he'd practically offered to put himself on display. Foreman felt his skin grow warmer under his clothes at the thought. He wasn't in danger of getting a hard-on just imagining it, not after this morning, but he could enjoy the mild excitement of talking about it, taunting House, knowing that he was picturing it too.
The elevator paused on the next floor down. Foreman nodded at the woman who got on, and smiled a bit awkwardly. He vaguely knew her face from running into her at the mailboxes. As the doors closed again, he carefully avoided looking at House, doing his best to stay confident, even though he was certain that House would take the opportunity to continue the conversation as if they were alone.
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Date: 2009-03-23 07:33 pm (UTC)The elevator paused on the next floor down. Foreman nodded at the woman who got on, and smiled a bit awkwardly. He vaguely knew her face from running into her at the mailboxes. As the doors closed again, he carefully avoided looking at House, doing his best to stay confident, even though he was certain that House would take the opportunity to continue the conversation as if they were alone.