Hot! I enjoyed how Wilson was vacillating between resisting House's theory and indulging in it. The internal struggle is something to behold. Repression happens, sad to say. Wish the world were a happy fluffy place where people could just be themselves, but... yeah. The fact that in this fic they aren't declaring their undying love for one another outright and the sexual tension is sublimated a great deal of the time through resentment/argument was probably more in character.