[for greg]

[more_flexible]

They barely got back to Greg's room and Jack shut the door then reached out and grabbed him by his shirt.

"You're not going anyplace," he purred, making good on his promise. Greg's shirt split right up the back, nearly perfectly in half, the sound of tearing loud in the silence of the room.

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[misanthrope_md]

House's tongue flicked out to a spot on the hollow of Jack's neck, and then he closed his mouth over that spot and started to suck, hard, at the same time wrapping his fingers around Jack's cock.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He curled in to meet both, thrusting and writhing. It was primal, the way he moved. "Fuck," he gasped, pulling Greg's hair a little.

[misanthrope_md]

Once House was certain he'd given Jack one hell of a hickey, he pulled away. Their position was awkward, and so he just slid back farther on the bed.

"Get yourself ready for me, baby?" he purred.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He nodded, shivering a little as he climbed off and grabbed the lube, only to climb onto the bed on his knees with his legs spread. "You just want to watch me finger my ass, don't you?" he said lowly, his eyes half-lidded and smouldering.

[misanthrope_md]

House smiled. "I just like to know you're thinking about me."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

His eyes fell shut and he moaned quietly at the intrusion of his fingers. "You think about me?"

[misanthrope_md]

House swallowed hard. "Yes."

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He moved so Greg could see better. "Tell me. Tell me something filthy."

[misanthrope_md]

"What, you want to hear about how I touch myself when I think about?" House murmured, hearing his breath loud in his ears. "You're better at being filthy than I am, Jack."

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Jack grinned a little, tongue darting out to wet his lips as he began to breathe harder. "You think about watching your cock sliding into me, all slick and wet, tight around you? Digging your fingers into my ass and pulling me onto you until your as deep as you'll go?"

It wasn't so much what he said, but how he said it. Just saying it made his cock jerk.

[misanthrope_md]

"Oh fuck," House groaned. "Please..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Sit up," Jack said. "Lean back on the pillows."

[misanthrope_md]

House just did as he was told, settling back against the wall, the pillows at the small of his back.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack leaned in and kissed him once, the straddled him...facing his feet.

"Now...watch," he said, reaching down to guide Greg against his entrance before he dropped back more and felt him slide in.

[misanthrope_md]

"Oh god," House gasped, "oh fuck..." He lifted his hips, pulling him deeper almost without thinking, wrapping his arms around Jack's waist and pressing his lips to his back, then scraping his teeth across his spine.

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"Not watching," he gasped, starting to rock his hips slowly to feel the pull and drag. Jack leaned back into the teeth, though, grasping his ankles until his whole body arched back like a bow.

[misanthrope_md]

House wrapped his arm around and wrapped his fingers around Jack's cock. He pressed his face against his shoulderblade, hissed against his skin. "Feels so good, baby."

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Jack only moaned, trying to find a decent rhythm between riding him and thrusting into his hand. There was no way this was ever going to get old.

[misanthrope_md]

"I love you," House gasped, "love you."

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He rose and dropped, faster, harder, changing angle a little so Greg hit just the right spot.

He didn't even try to keep from crying out. The sounds didn't make any sense, but he made his point nonetheless.

[misanthrope_md]

"Oh god, Jack, I..." House was getting close already, his fingers digging hard into Jack's hip, body thrusting up into his movements.

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"Do it," he hissed, holding his ankles tightly to keep his balance.

[misanthrope_md]

"Jesus, fuck..." House gasped, and let himself go, thrusting up hard into Jack and groaning as he came.

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That was what he was waiting for. Jack arched back hard, his ass and thighs rock hard as he clenched around Greg's cock as he pulsed empty inside him. He wasn't close yet, and honestly didn't care.

[misanthrope_md]

House continued to stroke Jack's cock, but by the time his orgasm was finished, his entire body went limp. He groaned softly, closing his eyes.