[for greg]

[more_flexible]

In the day he could forget. He could run and sweat and work and think about other things. It was the nights that got to him. He tried to do it alone, he really did, but in the darkness and moonlight and silence, he laid awake and stared at the ceiling and kept thinking about the future.

He thought about it until it made him itch.

He descended the stairs slowly, quietly, making his way to Greg's room. Maybe he'd actually get some sleep if he wasn't alone.

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[captainjack.livejournal.com]

A strangled cry tore from his throat as he arched up, thrusting into the soft heat.

[misanthrope_md]

House took it, changing his approach a little after Jack's reaction, not bothering to be slow and soft but sucking hard, taking him as far back in his throat as he could, one hand grasping the base and the other fondling his balls.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack was already lost. He couldn't open his eyes and could barely catch his breath, not more anything more than gasps and moans that matched the frantic rhythm of his thrusts.

[misanthrope_md]

House tried to make it as good as possible, pausing only to wet two of his fingers so that he could push them, slowly, inside Jack as he continued to suck.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack gulped in a deep breath, tightening around the intrusion and bucking up. He was so close, so goddamn close, like he didn't even know how to keep it under control.

And he really didn't care.

"Greg," he whimpered, trying to warn him as he felt his cock jerk hard against the roof of Greg's mouth.

[misanthrope_md]

It only made House suck harder, thrust his fingers deeper, open his eyes and look up at Jack.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Fuck...ohfuck..." he whispered, voice raw and tight as he grabbed for Greg's hair. His orgasm hit him in the back of the head as he spasmed and pulsed until he drained empty. "Ffff..." he managed, melting into the bed.

[misanthrope_md]

House swallowed every drop, licking Jack clean and then moving back up his body, kissing him soundly.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack could barely get his arms to work, but he did, just enough to hold Greg's face and kiss him deeply with hungry desperation.

[misanthrope_md]

"Love you, baby," House managed to gasp between kisses, his senses full of the taste of Jack's come and Jack's mouth and Jack.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Scalding tears slid across his temples as he pulled at Greg, writhing beneath him just to feel the heat of his cock against his hips, thighs, everything. Jack spread his legs more, drawing one up his side. "Love me more," he begged.

[misanthrope_md]

"I... oh god, Jack, why are you crying?" House couldn't make himself pull away, not with Jack writhing like that against his cock, which was by now hard and leaking.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I need you," he managed, not really able to explain it more than that. "Please, Greg...please..."

[misanthrope_md]

"I... I love you," House offered, a bit at a loss. This couldn't be about sex, not when he'd already gotten Jack off. "Please tell me what you need, baby."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"...fixme," he whispered, his voice an octive higher.

[misanthrope_md]

House nearly broke at that. "I... I don't know how," he said softly. "Jack, please..."

He'd stopped moving, despite how his cock ached.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack hadn't stopped, though. Arms and legs moved against Greg's body, his hips rising and grinding. "Fuck me," he said hoarsely. "Mark me."

[misanthrope_md]

"Jack..." House protested, even through a moan as Jack ground against his cock. "I - I'm not sure that's what you need - "

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Just give me something, Greg. Something to keep..."

[misanthrope_md]

"I'm not going anywhere," House promised. "I promise I'm not... ooooh, fuck... Jack, baby, if this is something we need to talk about you really need to stop touching me like that..." He gasped again and rolled his hips.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Don't want talking," he moaned as he wrapped his legs around Greg. "Want you inside me."

[misanthrope_md]

"Okay..." House rasped, not sure he could hold out any long anyway. "Jack, do you have... something...?" His cock was rubbing shamelessly against Jack's thigh as he pressed his fingers at his entrance.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He fumbled under the pillow for where he'd left the lube...just in case...maybe for morning. He handed it to Greg, watching his face.

"I'msorry," he gasped. "Just need you..."

[misanthrope_md]

"I just don't want to hurt you," House murmured, eyelids fluttering shut for a moment as he couldn't help but rut against Jack's thigh a little more. But he still managed to hold himself back long enough to kiss him again. "Do you... do you have any idea how much I love you?" He tried to still his hips as he put some lube on his fingers and slid them inside Jack again.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

If he could have answered, he'd have said no. It seemed like the people who loved him was growing exponentially and it didn't matter. He couldn't even figure out why he had such trouble accepting it. All he knew was that some people made him ache for something he didn't even know the word for.

But he couldn't answer, not with those fingers inside him again. His legs fell from around his waist back to the bed as Jack moaned, his whole body begging for more.