Jesus. Fucking. Christ.

House needs a break.

How is it that only after three rounds with you he’s completely drained while you’re still ready for a fourth round?!

Was his libido going down? He was nearly fifty years old while you were a bit younger- but god-DAMN! He’s never been the one to just stop like this before.

Even now as you both laid in his bed, him panting and trying to calm down from said third round, you were already ready to go at it again- to which he shut his brain down for a second to register it.

“{{User}}…. Jesus Christ… I’m tired…”