New slash House zine!
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a slash House zine
Dr. Gregory House is an irreverent, snarky, controversial
doctor who trusts no one, least of all his patients (he believes they
all lie). He's devoid of bedside manner and wouldn't even *talk* to
his patients if he could get away with it. Dealing with his own
constant physical pain, he uses a cane that seems to punctuate his
acerbic, brutally honest demeanor. While his behavior can border on
antisocial, House is a maverick physician whose unconventional
thinking and flawless instincts have afforded him a great deal of
respect. An infectious disease specialist, he's a brilliant
diagnostician who loves the challenges of the medical puzzles he must
solve in order to save lives. Fellow doctor James Wilson has been
House's best friend for years, and now their friendship seems to be
growing, changing into something better, deeper. Most of these
stories have been previously posted, but this wonderful digest zine
has two brand-new tales written exclusively for this collection.
Crafted with wit and flair by Gena Fisher, this zine contains
intriguing stories of revenge, danger, personal demons, love -- and
A FEAR OF FALLING by Gena Fisher
"I mean it, House. I'm tired of you ignoring things." He
leaned forward, coming to rest on his knees, hands surging over House
and plucking at his jacket, his shirt, pulling him closer until they
were nose to nose. Fire flashed in his normally distant chestnut-
colored eyes. "Like me."
"Wilson," House choked, but never go the chance to say more.
Wilson leaned in slowly, the snapping blaze of his eyes completely
filling House's field of vision. He knew what was coming, but still
the feathery brush of James' mouth to his shocked House, making his
breath escape in a moan that reverberated through his soul. He
clutched at Wilson's shoulders, his lips deepening the contact until
Wilson lay across his lap, arms buried behind House's back.
When they finally parted, House traced his tongue over the moist
surface of his lips, savoring the taste of James. "Wh-What just
happened here?" he stammered.
Wilson blushed, pulling back to sit on his heels. "I think this
is the part where I tell you Bobby is upstairs in the shower and it
was all a dream."
"You really need to stop watching TV Land," House said with a
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