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[dr_girlscout]

Mornings did not smell this way, which was the first thing he noticed when he woke up on Friday morning, and mornings did not snore quite so loud in the Doctor's ear, if mornings were the usual

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[misanthrope_md]

House was not exactly a morning person, and Cameron usually got up ahead of him--but she usually didn't do it so disruptively. However, now that she'd woken him up, he might as well make the best of it.

He heard the sighed word and murmured, "So early? Insatiable, aren't you?" And he slid an arm around her and hauled her back against him. He slid his hand slowly down her stomach and added in a low growl near her ear, "You may turn me into a morning person yet."

One part of him was very definitely awake anyway. Especially now that Cameron's backside was nestled right up against his body.

[dr_girlscout]

Oh, something was very, very wrong. The Doctor could not begin to describe how wrong whatever it was was, because he knew the voice in his ear, knew the other person in bed at least somewhat, and knew he was in deep, deep shit.

Especially seeing as Woman Doctor was deciding this was really damn hot. "What?" he...she...squeaked. "Not like that."

Oh god, he wasn't him, was he. It was a very slow and sinking realization.

[misanthrope_md]

House snorted. "Oh, so you're wanting to call the shots this time, hmm?" He slid his hands onto her waist and rolled over onto his back, pulling her on top of him.

"I can live with that," he said, smirking up at her.

[dr_girlscout]

"You'd better be able to," the Doctor replied, running sheerly on automatic while he tried to figure out what the fucking hell was going on. Maybe it was like those comic books where they were in the alternate universes. Maybe it was all a dream and he'd been in a coma, or delusional, and what kind of symptom was that?