for greg

[more_flexible]

[from here]

"Is that a fact?" Jack grinned, walking inside. "You're boyfriend's an idiot."

Then he turned and kissed him on the jaw, fingers already moving to get House's shirt out of the way.

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[misanthrope_md]

"Well he's really hot," House admitted. "Maybe not as hot as you..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Right. Too bad for him," he replied, still peeling the clothes off Greg. "I think we need to stop talking about him and talk about you, baby. Get your money's worth."

[misanthrope_md]

"Right." House growled a little and pushed Jack back against the wall by the door, letting his cane clatter to the ground.

He let his hands roam over Jack's arms, then around to his... well, stuffed bra.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack caught his breath and closed his eyes. He was still a little shocked to feel the fake lashes on his cheeks.

"Oh, God...yeah, like that."

[misanthrope_md]

House pushed down the front of Jack's dress just enough to get access to his chest, and immediately sucked one of his nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it as he worried his other nipple with the fingers of his other hand.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He couldn't help it, his voice droped to a deeper register.

"God, yes," he said, tangling his fingers in Greg's hair.

[misanthrope_md]

"Mmmmm you like that?" House murmured, licking his way up to Jack's neck. "You're an eager little slut, aren't you?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"If you want me to be," Jack whispered. He could be a whore. Hell, he could be anything...they just never really did this. Ever. "Anything you want me to be, sugar."

[misanthrope_md]

House figured that if he was roleplaying fucking someone other than Jack, it made sense for it to be filthy sex with no emotion attached.

Hell, that was almost romantic.

"Mmmm you know what I want? I think I want you sucking my cock."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He cocked an eyebrow higher, then reached for Greg's fly. A step and a turn and he had him pressed against the wall, still warm from Jack's body.

Fly open, he gripped the waistband and pulled it down just enough...not enough to bare his thigh. "Going down," he purred, then got to his knees and started sucking him off without another word.

[misanthrope_md]

House moaned and sagged against the wall. He tangled his fingers in Jack's wig. "God that's good..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack knew exactly what Greg liked, and for once...he did none of it. He was sloppy, slow and careful, wet. Like he was trying. His hand gripped the root and pulled when he should have pushed, lips soft when they should have been tight.

It wasn't bad...it just wasn't Jack.

[misanthrope_md]

House realized it after a moment too, and couldn't help but admire Jack's commitment to the role, even if he did miss Jack's amazing fellatio skills.

He tried to force it a little instead, thrusting his hips a little, fucking Jack's mouth.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

His free hand held onto Greg's hip and he whimpered softly, taking his cock deep enough to gag before pulling back. Oh, fuck...it had been way too long since he'd done the whole 'novice' thing. It was kind of a thrill.

[misanthrope_md]

After a few moment moments, House pushed him away, then yanked him up by one arm. He pulled Jack close, his naked erection pressing insistently against his dress, and murmured, "How would you like me to lick your cunt, baby?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

The lipstick he'd been so careful to keep pristine was smeared across his face, and Jack blinked at Greg with wide eyes.

"I'd love it, baby...but there's this one little...okay, not so little...thing I should tell you..."

[misanthrope_md]

House's eyes widened in mock confusion. "You don't have a boyfriend who's going to come kick my ass do you?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He grinned and lifted his hand, chewing on his pinky finger...actually pulling off the coy look pretty well.

"No...no boyfriend. But...I could be yours for the night," he grinned, looking down and running his hand over the suddenly very noticible bulge under the dress. "Have you ever fucked a queen?"

[misanthrope_md]

House lifted an eyebrow. "Well, I'm pretty flexible, baby."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He grinned and hiked his dress up, just enough to hook his panties and pull them off, leaving the stockings on. Panties and shoes, that's all he discarded before walking over to the bed.

"You still want to lick me then?" he asked, crawling onto it.

[misanthrope_md]

"Stay on your hands and knees," House growled.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack laughed softly, only moving to pull the dress out from under his knees so he didn't rip it. Hell, this was kind of fun, they might have to do it again sometime.

[misanthrope_md]

House got behind him on the bed and pushed the dress up to his waist. Then he lowered his head and started to lick at the pucker of his ass.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack nearly screamed, spreading his knees a little and pushing back into it. It actually took him a second to catch his breath and keep in mind that they were playing, because...Christ, that felt good.

[misanthrope_md]

This went on for a long time.

House was licking and fucking Jack with his tongue, doing it in a way that he knew would drive him absolutely crazy, leave him craving more.