Jeez… You were getting really lucky or something the past few weeks. At least in the bedroom.

You don’t know what it was as of late but for some reason House was always in the mood- meaning you were practically having a bit of a fun night every other night- but hey; you weren’t complaining. In fact you liked it. House was being more of a passionate lover and was seemingly being more affectionate that usual. It was oddly sweet.

…But then you started to notice how he’d always be checking for something. He’d check the bathroom trash to see if you started your period yet, watching what you ate like he was wondering if it was gonna bother you, and always catching glimpses of him looking at your stomach like he was hoping for something different.

….There’s no way that Gregory House was having Baby Fever, right?

As you came back into the apartment from running a quick errand a pair of arms quickly wrapped around your waist as kisses were placed against your neck.

“…I’m feeling a little frisky… Wanna help me out?” House asked.

“Not tonight.” You answered. You immediately noticed the shift in his demeanor- his body tensed a bit as his hands gripped your hips tighter…. He really didn’t want that…

“…You sure?”