This time, he was tipsy and he thought, 'screw holding back'. One hand faltered down to House's good leg, stroking up as he clambered to grab onto his hip. His fingers curled, bunched fabric underneath his fingertips as he let the world stop spinning around him long enough to kiss back, lips already parted from the shock.

But he pushed back against the kiss, sucking slowly on House's lower lip before kissing back with just as much force as was given.