[for house]

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[continues from here]

True to his word, Jack was in House's bed that night. He was late, waiting until well after dark before returning. He left his coat by the door and slipped into Greg's room and stripped, sliding into bed with him.

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[misanthrope_md]

House slid a hand up to cup the back of Jack's neck and pulled him down, kissing him deeply. His other hand trailed down Jack's side, over the curve of his hip.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He whimpered softly as he lowered himself the rest of the way, keeping his weight on on his knees. The warmth of skin against skin nearly burned through him as he let his tongue plunge against Greg's, tasting every corner of his mouth.

[misanthrope_md]

"Jack..." House moaned softly, sliding a hand farther down to Jack's ass. "You're so beautiful. Want to be inside you. Want..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"What's easiest, Greg?" he purred as he kissed along his jaw. "What won't hurt you?"

[misanthrope_md]

"I hate that you have to ask me that," House mumbled, and kissed Jack once, hard, before clamping his hands down on his forearms and flipping them over so that Jack was underneath him. He balanced precariously on his left knee just to Jack's side.

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"I put the tube under the pillow," he breathed as he settled into the bed, spreading his legs.

[misanthrope_md]

House blinked in confusion, then reached under the pillow... and smirked. "Hiding lube in my bed again, are you?"

Then he gave Jack a heated look before adding, "You didn't think I'd be getting to it that quickly did you? Turnabout."

He slid down Jack's body. Then urged his legs apart. Spread them farther. Grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath his lower back. Then House started to lick and suck and nip at everything below Jack's waist, down to his inner thighs.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Ohhh," he breathed, reaching up to hold the headboard as he sread wide and angled his hips just for Greg. A string of curses came rapid fire at the feeling of his mouth and tongue and breath between his legs.

[misanthrope_md]

House finally settled on one task and began to plunge his tongue in and out of Jack's entrance in between teasing licks.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack's cries rose an octive as he pulled his knees up and reached down to tangle his hands in Greg's hair. "Want you...so much..." he moaned.

[misanthrope_md]

Jack's words, the noises he made, went straight to House's cock. But he didn't rush, just kept a good pace, adding one finger and then two, fucking Jack slowly and kissing all along, moaning softly to let him know how much he was enjoying it.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack ground down with every thrust, cock so hard he was leaking and sore. He'd been ready in the kitchen earlier and the slow worship of Greg's body had set him on a razor's edge. "Fucking perfect," he hissed, gasping for breath as he scrambled for some kind of control over his need.

[misanthrope_md]

The last thing House did was slick up his fingers with the lube and take a few moments to prepare Jack, and then pulled away, breathless. "Ride me," he rasped. "Jack..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack moaned and grasped Greg's shoulders, rolling him over and straddling him. He took just a moment to take the tube and get Greg slick, then held his cock as he lowered himself, taking him in to the hilt with ease. With his back arched and head thrown back, Jack groaned as Greg entered him.

[misanthrope_md]

"Oh god," House gasped. "Oh god oh god oh Jack, fuck..." He wrapped his arms tightly around Jack's waist and rocked in time with him.

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He shifted his knees so he could rise higher, drop while rolling his hips, feel as much of Greg as he could. "Greg," he gasped, reaching down to lay a hand on his chest to feel his heartbeat, "Greg, ohfuckme, I need you."

[misanthrope_md]

House reached up, almost flailing, grabbing the back of Jack's neck to pull him down and at the same time straining up so that he could kiss him.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He curved into a fine arc, kissing Greg as he kept on riding, the feeling of firm heat sliding into him again and again making it hard to think of anything but more.

[misanthrope_md]

"Oh god baby you feel so good..." House gasped, lips against Jack's neck. "I need you like fucking air, oh Jesus, Jack..."

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A shaky smile spread as he drew one leg up, crouching over Greg. "Like air?" he gasped.

[misanthrope_md]

"That's - cheesy - I know - shit - " House choked out.

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"I like it," he exhaled, moving slower. "Like when you're...God...like when you..."

Words slipped away as his eyes rolled back, riding Greg slow and easy, the slick hardness of his pressing just right, filling him up, making him want to explode.

[misanthrope_md]

House let go of Jack's neck so that he could curl his fingers around his cock. "So good, baby..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Riding, thrusting, licking, grinding, gasping for air and looking at him there, those eyes so blue, dark in the dark and his skin, that mouth...

Jack nearly doubled over, stomach clenching as the orgasm slammed into the back of his head and ran down the back of his neck making him seize and shake. This was exactly what he'd wanted, the orgasm without the ejaculation, the sensation in his chest like he could finally breathe.

[misanthrope_md]

"Jack..." House groaned, enjoying beyond measure that look on his face.