House M.D. recs
For some reason I was craving House/Wilson these past several days. And since trying to find good new House fic is like looking for a needle in a haystack* (seriously, House fandom, why so many badfic? And where is my porn? *hides*) I went and reread some of my long-time favourites.
180 Degrees by movies-michelle
House/Wilson, NC-17, 6930 words, first time. Summary: Remember to always turn into the spin.
House hated Wilson at that moment. There he was, sprawled on the other side of the couch watching this stupid horror movie, relaxed, drunk, and more appealing than anyone had a right to be. House intensely wished he were the kind of person who would take advantage of a drunken friend. In fact, he'd always thought he was that kind of person.
When House Met Wilson by rageprufrock
House/Wilson, R, 970 words. Summary: Truth is a relative thing.
House tells Cameron he met Wilson at a Doctors Without Borders interest meeting. He was there to steal the food-his own conference being two floors overhead in the same hotel-and Wilson was there to gather into his chest great heaps of pamphlets, wander around bright-eyed about saving babies with distended stomachs in the war zones of Sudan and Somalia.
Acceptable Terms by rubberbutton
House/Wilson, PG-13, 2300 words, first time. Summary: So...why does House ruin all of Wilson’s relationships?
Wilson nodded once. “Yeah, but here’s the thing-the reason she’s changed her mind? Apparently someone wrote her a letter outlining my history of infidelities and explaining what a cad I am. Can you just believe that?” His eyes narrowed into a blistering glare and he dug out a folded sheet of yellow legal pad paper from his pocket.
Some By Virtue Fall by nestra
House/Wilson, R, 1274 words, established relationship. Summary: "But experience had taught him that nothing lasted forever, especially nothing good."
In defiance of everything House had ever experienced in his life, sex with Wilson actually did get better each time, from the first hurried groping to the first time Wilson had clambered on top of him. But experience had taught him that nothing lasted forever, especially nothing good, and from the way his leg was starting to shake, it seemed like the time had come. At least Wilson hadn't noticed anything yet, lost in his own world of quiet moans, and part of House was proud of the fact that he could make Wilson stop thinking like a doctor and just be a selfish bastard.
Things To Do Before You Die by thedeadparrot
House/Wilson, PG-13, 1682 words, first time. Summary: In which Wilson turns thirty-eight and a half, thinks about kittens, and doesn't have a midlife crisis. But not necessarily in that order.
House takes a moment to smirk, and Wilson's wondering if he should start investing in underground bunkers in East Europe, because that's House's "I totally have a plan, and you're going to hate it" smirk. Wilson is kind of terrified by that smirk. "Well, seeing as it's your thirty-eight and a half birthday, I thought you might want to go through your list. Get started on your midlife crisis."
Bananas, Red Meat and Clorox by cryptictac
House/Wilson, NC-17, 2100 words, established relationship. Summary: House threw the door to Wilson’s office open, and it would’ve been a random, intrusive visit like any other if it wasn’t for the plastic bag House was holding in his hand.
He felt the bed shift again as Wilson slumped back against the pillow with a sigh. “You really should’ve stuck with the non-relationship talk. Way less of a mood killer than you telling me my semen tastes like livestock.”
House tsked and turned his head, opening his eyes to look at Wilson. “Now you’re just being dramatic.”
All the Effects of Intoxication by agentotter
House/Wilson, PG-13, 2985 words, established relationship (sort of), a bit of angst. Summary: When Wilson crawls out of bed in the morning, there's a technicolor hickey over the point of his hip, and he moves gingerly, trying not to jostle his hangover.
This only happens when they're drunk, so far gone from sane and sober that just stumbling out of the cab and up the front walk takes serious effort. Wilson gets really happy when he's plastered, and House gets so mellow he's practically unconscious, and every movement they make is clumsy, fumbling, thick.
Strawberries by elicia8
House/Wilson, R, 4207 words, first time. Summary: House and Wilson go strawberry picking!
Wilson checks his mirrors and pulls away from the curb. "It's an important conference," he says once we're moving. "Cuddy asked for a favor. I don't mind."
"You say that now. Wait until you meet her bondage collection." I adjust the volume on the stereo until it's flirting with annoying. "And you're wrong. It's not an important conference."
"It's Cushing's. It's her field."
"It's the Ugly Disease. Cuddy's there to represent."
Best-Kept Secrets by cryptictac
House/Wilson, NC-17, 3900 words, established relationship. Summary: House has a lot of secrets. Wilson is one of them.
Sometimes, House likes it best when Wilson fucks him. In fact, he likes it most when Wilson fucks him, always. He feels strangely safest when he surrenders to Wilson. Cocooned, surrounded, consumed. He likes it when Wilson is all around him, above him, in him, everywhere. It's the kind of slow burning numbness that whiskey brings, or Vicodin. A kind of stillness. A place of complete calm. Belonging.
Distancing by astolat
House/Wilson, R, 1763 words, first time/established reationship. Summary: For now, House is fine with enjoying the view.
It would be almost trivially easy to have him. Get him into a cab, take him home, spread him out on the couch and grope him a couple times through those jeans, and House is pretty sure Wilson would roll over for him. If there's anything Wilson can't resist even under normal circumstances, it's someone who wants him. The trick would be keeping him.
* at least if it's not your main fandom
180 Degrees by movies-michelle
House/Wilson, NC-17, 6930 words, first time. Summary: Remember to always turn into the spin.
House hated Wilson at that moment. There he was, sprawled on the other side of the couch watching this stupid horror movie, relaxed, drunk, and more appealing than anyone had a right to be. House intensely wished he were the kind of person who would take advantage of a drunken friend. In fact, he'd always thought he was that kind of person.
When House Met Wilson by rageprufrock
House/Wilson, R, 970 words. Summary: Truth is a relative thing.
House tells Cameron he met Wilson at a Doctors Without Borders interest meeting. He was there to steal the food-his own conference being two floors overhead in the same hotel-and Wilson was there to gather into his chest great heaps of pamphlets, wander around bright-eyed about saving babies with distended stomachs in the war zones of Sudan and Somalia.
Acceptable Terms by rubberbutton
House/Wilson, PG-13, 2300 words, first time. Summary: So...why does House ruin all of Wilson’s relationships?
Wilson nodded once. “Yeah, but here’s the thing-the reason she’s changed her mind? Apparently someone wrote her a letter outlining my history of infidelities and explaining what a cad I am. Can you just believe that?” His eyes narrowed into a blistering glare and he dug out a folded sheet of yellow legal pad paper from his pocket.
Some By Virtue Fall by nestra
House/Wilson, R, 1274 words, established relationship. Summary: "But experience had taught him that nothing lasted forever, especially nothing good."
In defiance of everything House had ever experienced in his life, sex with Wilson actually did get better each time, from the first hurried groping to the first time Wilson had clambered on top of him. But experience had taught him that nothing lasted forever, especially nothing good, and from the way his leg was starting to shake, it seemed like the time had come. At least Wilson hadn't noticed anything yet, lost in his own world of quiet moans, and part of House was proud of the fact that he could make Wilson stop thinking like a doctor and just be a selfish bastard.
Things To Do Before You Die by thedeadparrot
House/Wilson, PG-13, 1682 words, first time. Summary: In which Wilson turns thirty-eight and a half, thinks about kittens, and doesn't have a midlife crisis. But not necessarily in that order.
House takes a moment to smirk, and Wilson's wondering if he should start investing in underground bunkers in East Europe, because that's House's "I totally have a plan, and you're going to hate it" smirk. Wilson is kind of terrified by that smirk. "Well, seeing as it's your thirty-eight and a half birthday, I thought you might want to go through your list. Get started on your midlife crisis."
Bananas, Red Meat and Clorox by cryptictac
House/Wilson, NC-17, 2100 words, established relationship. Summary: House threw the door to Wilson’s office open, and it would’ve been a random, intrusive visit like any other if it wasn’t for the plastic bag House was holding in his hand.
He felt the bed shift again as Wilson slumped back against the pillow with a sigh. “You really should’ve stuck with the non-relationship talk. Way less of a mood killer than you telling me my semen tastes like livestock.”
House tsked and turned his head, opening his eyes to look at Wilson. “Now you’re just being dramatic.”
All the Effects of Intoxication by agentotter
House/Wilson, PG-13, 2985 words, established relationship (sort of), a bit of angst. Summary: When Wilson crawls out of bed in the morning, there's a technicolor hickey over the point of his hip, and he moves gingerly, trying not to jostle his hangover.
This only happens when they're drunk, so far gone from sane and sober that just stumbling out of the cab and up the front walk takes serious effort. Wilson gets really happy when he's plastered, and House gets so mellow he's practically unconscious, and every movement they make is clumsy, fumbling, thick.
Strawberries by elicia8
House/Wilson, R, 4207 words, first time. Summary: House and Wilson go strawberry picking!
Wilson checks his mirrors and pulls away from the curb. "It's an important conference," he says once we're moving. "Cuddy asked for a favor. I don't mind."
"You say that now. Wait until you meet her bondage collection." I adjust the volume on the stereo until it's flirting with annoying. "And you're wrong. It's not an important conference."
"It's Cushing's. It's her field."
"It's the Ugly Disease. Cuddy's there to represent."
Best-Kept Secrets by cryptictac
House/Wilson, NC-17, 3900 words, established relationship. Summary: House has a lot of secrets. Wilson is one of them.
Sometimes, House likes it best when Wilson fucks him. In fact, he likes it most when Wilson fucks him, always. He feels strangely safest when he surrenders to Wilson. Cocooned, surrounded, consumed. He likes it when Wilson is all around him, above him, in him, everywhere. It's the kind of slow burning numbness that whiskey brings, or Vicodin. A kind of stillness. A place of complete calm. Belonging.
Distancing by astolat
House/Wilson, R, 1763 words, first time/established reationship. Summary: For now, House is fine with enjoying the view.
It would be almost trivially easy to have him. Get him into a cab, take him home, spread him out on the couch and grope him a couple times through those jeans, and House is pretty sure Wilson would roll over for him. If there's anything Wilson can't resist even under normal circumstances, it's someone who wants him. The trick would be keeping him.
* at least if it's not your main fandom