Wilson woke up the next morning in the hotel bed and saw the black lace bra Catherine had accidentally left behind, but he didn't see House so he went into the bathroom.
House was in there making some halfhearted attempt at looking a little less disheveled than usual in the hair department. "Oh, do you need the shitter or something?"
"I wouldn't mind a little privacy."
After he came out, Wilson said, "No regrets, I hope?"
"Hell, no, you're as good as Bonnie said you were!" House replied enthusiastically. "And don't even think of handing me some line about never having been with a guy before me, you suck me better than a lot of the hookers do."
Wilson didn't quite know whether to be pleased or embarrassed by this revelation. "Well, there were a couple of guys when I was in college...what do you want to do today?"
"The same thing we do every day, Pinky, try to take over the world."
Wilson laughed. "You hungry?"
"Only for you. I grabbed some coffee and breakfast downstairs while you were sleeping." House wrapped his arms around Wilson and pulled him down onto the bed, kissing him passionately.
http://chocolate-frapp.livejournal.com/2012/05/22/ the tenth and final chapter.