"I'm sleeping with someone in this room."

When House said he was going to announce they were together Chase wasn't really sure if he believed him, but there he was, saying it proudly with a huge smirk on his face, and it made the blond grin to himself before his head shot up from the clipboard he was looking at, an expression of fake surprise on his face. When he saw Foreman look at Cameron he did as well, making it seem like it was her, because of course everyone would assume it was, right?

Cameron looked around with wide eyes, seeing them all staring at her, she was confused, "Uh... It's not me," she said defensively, giving House a what-the-hell look. Foreman continued to stare, disbelieving, and Chase snickered. This was too funny. "What?" she shot at Foreman, "It's not!"

"Well..." the Australian interjected, "If it's not you then it must be..." he turned casually to the man sitting next to him, amusement written all over his features, "Foreman."

It was the neurologist's turn to look shocked and confused and he ended up sputtering for a few seconds, nothing coming to him as to how to respond to that. Finally he was calmed enough to give a drawn out, "No..." He turned around in his seat, glancing suspiciously around, "Is Cuddy in the room?"

It gave House a tremendous kick to see his other two, less lovable, 'pets' acting like bewildered lost puppies, but if this carried on any longer it was going to get boring. Standing up straighter, rolling his eyes and faking frustration, he exclaimed in his best Australian accent, "Krikey! Do I have to spell it out for you?" The diagnostician's attempt to sound like him made Chase crack up, normally he'd be a little agitated but it was pretty adorable. The other two shot their gazes toward the Aussie with wide eyes, completely and utterly surprised by the reveal.

"Chase?!" Cameron was the one to speak while Foreman just stared, not sure if he was happy for them or terrified, "But, but..." she had something on the tip of her tongue to say about it but she couldn't get to it.

"That's right," House interjected, "I've been exploring down under with my new best mate," he finished the sentence with a wink towards the blond. Chase blushed profusely at the wink paired with the innuendo but was also grinning, he liked their relationship being out in the open, it wasn't as dangerously exciting but it was still exciting; now he just had to see how Cuddy and Wilson would react to it, he was certain Cuddy would be jealous, just like he knew Cameron was jealous.

"Wow..." was Foreman's two cents and, "Oh. My. God," was Cameron's. "Are you serious...?" the female doctor asked, it was hard to believe anything House said, and maybe this time Chase was actually playing along with him.

"Does this seem serious?" House asked as he left his cane leaning against the coffee counter and limped over to the blond. Foreman's brow furrowed and Cameron's eyes narrowed as they watched him grow closer to Chase, they had no clue what to expect. Then, to everyone's astonishment, including Chase's, House bent down, grabbing the shaggy blond hair, and captured the younger doctor's lips with his. Chase kissed back, an involuntary moan vibrating within him. Now this, this sent his heart racing, kissing Gregory House in front of his co-workers, this had to be a daydream; but, no, it wasn't, and he felt incredibly turned on. The blissful moment lasted only a few seconds before House pulled away and went silently back for his cane; turning and walking toward the door he spoke chipperly, "Now I'm going to go check on our patient." He smirked at Chase before leaving, he still loved messing with him oh so much.

Of course House had to leave him alone with the other two to endure their questions and gawking, but it was nothing new to him. They sat in awkward silence for what felt like minutes before Foreman spoke up, "How long...?" It was obviously a question referring to how long they've been together.

Chase shrugged, acting like it was nothing, because it really shouldn't be that big of a deal, "It's been going on for a few weeks now."

"And..." Foreman shook his head with a puff of laughter, "Wow, sorry, it's just... it's a little hard to comprehend. How did it even happen?"

The blond frowned, giving an emotionally honest answer, "I was there for him; I didn't judge him." He paused, looking both of them intently in the eye, "I let him know I love him, it's as simple as that." He didn't play games with House, and no matter how much the diagnostician had wanted to he wouldn't let him, and maybe that was the trick, knowing when not to play along.

...

Chase sat at House's desk, waiting for him to get back; he was more than grateful that the others had left, but now he was bored. He swiveled in House's chair, puffing out his cheeks and letting out a breath slowly, there was something he could do, but it was risky. He couldn't resist, he began to snoop around. With a mischievous smirk he excitedly opened up the drawer to the desk, rummaging around. He felt like a school boy doing something he shouldn't, it was fun but was sort of disappointing, he expected to find a piece of House's soul that he had been hiding away or something, but House wasn't so stupid to leave something like that laying around in his place of work where some snoopy person could find it.

"Oh... You're naughty."

Chase jumped, his head shooting up to find House standing in the doorway. His stomach fluttered, it was sort of stimulating to be caught by his older partner, thoughts of the other man punishing him crossed his mind and he bit his lip as he sat up slowly. Oh god, he needed that man. He watched as House stepped forward, letting the door swing shut, and proceeded to move toward the desk. Nothing else was said, it was silent as the diagnostician eyed the Intensivist hungrily, a glint in his eye and a smirk to his lips. Chase turned in his seat when House came beside him and he looked up at the older doctor, his eyes grazing over his lean body. Now it was House's turn to be the teasing one, to be the one to slowly lead the other one on, only this time they wouldn't stop. He threw his cane to the side, not caring where it landed, before he stepped between the Australian's legs and brought a knee up to rub against his groin like the blond had done to him before. Chase sucked in a deep breath at the touch, a shiver going through him as his hands clutched at the arms of the chair. House smirked smugly, enjoying the squirming beneath him. After a brief pause he leaned in harder, digging deeper, and with that Chase moaned, moving his hands to House's hips and pulling him closer. House allowed himself to be maneuvered, lust consuming his features, but only for a moment before his smirk returned and he pulled away; he wasn't going to give Chase his affection that easily, not at work anyway. "You know..." he spoke teasingly as he moved around to the back of the chair in order to lift the younger man out of his seat from behind before shoving the chair away and swiftly pushing Chase against the desk, speaking into his ear, "Now that they know we're together..." his hand began to travel down to Chase's waistband, causing the blond's chest to tighten and his breath to become shaky, "they won't be too surprised if they walk in on us fucking."

Chase shuddered and let out a long groan at the words as the diagnostician undid his pants, his back arching in anticipation as his arousal grew. The Australian glanced at the windows, thankful that the blinds were shut, but the thought that someone could walk through the door at any moment aroused him even more. Then, before Chase could prepare himself, House yanked down his pants, along with his underwear, and quickly went to undo his own trousers, resisting the urge to press into him. Chase stood there, bent over the desk with his aching cock freed and his knees weak, waiting, just waiting for the older man to take him, he almost couldn't stand it. Suddenly House wasn't resisting anymore and he pressed his body close to the blond's, teasing him with the tip of his leaking erection against his opening, making Chase whimper, "Oh god... House, take me, take me right now, fuck me." House didn't give in, he liked the begging; he liked it a lot. Instead of pushing in he decided to let his cock brush down between Chase's legs, grinding against him slowly and deliberately as he reached up with a hand to move Chase's collar aside just enough so that he could kiss at his shoulder blade, his tongue gliding over the skin and his lips caressing it. "Fuck me..." Chase whined again, pressing back into the man behind him, "Please..."

House grinned against Chase's shoulder, the pleas finally persuading him. Pulling his hips back he lined himself up with Chase's opening and, squeezing the blond's hip possessively with his left hand, slowly began to push in. Chase gasped at the intrusion, he'd never felt something so invasive and torturous; it was painful, but exquisitely so. He tried to relax his body as much as he could, forcing it to let the man behind him enter as he let out a long groan. Finally the older man had eased himself all the way in and they both stood still, allowing themselves to adjust to the feeling. House brought his hands around to Chase's stomach, gyrating his hips only slightly, letting out soft and quiet moans as Chase groaned just as softly at the gentle movement. Chase could hardly believe it, House, the man he loved, was inside him, making love to him, caressing and kissing him, moaning in his ear... It all got him harder than he ever thought imaginable, even harder than the last time they got each other off. This was so much better. He reached around to grab at House's arm, silently urging him to start moving, pushing himself back into him; he couldn't breathe, he couldn't move, and he couldn't think, he just wanted to be fucked.

Bending the younger man over so he could move inside him at a better angle House complied, thrusting in sharply, causing Chase to gasp at the harsh but stimulating movement. The blond grunted with each thrust the diagnostician gave him, clutching onto both House's arm and the desk, his legs trembling and his chest pounding; after a moment he managed to choke out one word, "Harder..." before resorting back to soft grunts.

Once again House followed the younger man's command, thrusting in harder and deeper, reveling in the erotic sounds that escaped the Australian's mouth; the harder he went the more the older man panted, growing tired but exceedingly closer to his release. Chase couldn't process anything with the other man pounding into him other than the intense pleasure he was receiving and how close he was; he needed it to end, needed to reach his peak, he was internally begging for it, but at the same time he wanted it to last for hours, but, even if he tried, he knew he wouldn't be able to last that long. As he neared his orgasm he began to cry out loudly, his nails digging into House's arm and his body tensing, causing him to clench around the older doctor's length. House hissed at the added friction and his body began to quiver as he continued his thrusts, his movements becoming jerky as he neared his own climax, the loud sounds coming from Chase causing him to moan out just as frantically; he really didn't give a flying fuck if anyone heard. A moment later House felt his own body tighten before he reached around to grab hold of Chase's member, giving a few more sharp and forceful thrusts, causing the younger man's erection to do the same into the diagnostician's fist, and the next thing they knew they were both coming hard.

Housed leaned his forehead against Chase's shoulder, breathing heavily, a slight smile to his lips, "Now, that was the best sex I've had in years," he spoke gruffly.

"Mhm..." Chase moaned, not really ready to start talking just yet, "Jesus." It had been incredible, mind blowing, and he had to take a moment to let his body and head calm down. House chuckled at his Aussie's speechlessness as he pulled out and redid his pants, it had been just as amazing for him but he was better at wording his thoughts than most people, when he wanted to that is. Finally after a minute Chase straightened up and readjusted his own clothes, snapping out of his daze enough to speak, "We need to do that, like, every day."

The older doctor laughed, "Do you really think you could take that? Looks to me like you could barely even handle this," he was teasing of course. Fuck yeah he wanted it every day.

Chase snorted and grinned, "Hey, I'll top every now and then."

House raised his eyebrows, "Will you? I don't remember saying you could. Maybe if you're a really good boy," he smirked.

The Australian laughed and smacked House's arm playfully before he looked down and caught sight of a spot on the floor, "Ohh wow... There's a cum stain on your carpet now," as soon as he said that he couldn't help but to snicker.

The diagnostician's smirk just grew, "Good, now every time I see it it'll remind me of this moment." He stared at the spot for a moment before suddenly turning to Chase and pulling him into a heated kiss.

The blond looked at House with slight surprise when the kiss broke, his eyes shining happily, "What was that for?"

House shrugged, "Oh, you know, just a spur of the moment thing. You should probably start getting used to it."