[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 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.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Before everything went limp, Jack climbed off and turned, laying out beside him. "Feel good?"

[misanthrope_md]

"God, yes," House sighed, and ran a hand down Jack's body. After taking a second to recover, he slid his hand lower. "May I?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yeah," he purred, settling into the bed. "Anything you want to."

[misanthrope_md]

"Well in that case..." House licked his lips. "You keep talking, and I'll busy my mouth with other things..." He slid down Jack's body and immediately closed his lips over Jack's cock.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Oh, fuck," he gasped, his hand moving automatically to Greg's hair again. "Greg...God, your mouth. Lov your mouth," he purred, looking down the length of his body and thrusting up to watch his dick disappear into his mouth.

[misanthrope_md]

House concentrated on making it as good as he possibly could, listening to Jack, sliding his hands up his thighs.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"So hot...so wet...lick there. No, back. Yeah...Oh, God, yeah," he said, his fingers gripping and releasing. "Love your fucking mouth..."

[misanthrope_md]

House followed his directions exactly, flicking his tongue, then slid a hand underneath him, nudging a finger at his entrance.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack spread for him, hips pushing up and up and up again as he gasped for a decent breath. "Greg, baby, yeah...ohhh, yesss," he hissed, knowing what was coming. Those hands, perfect, talented hands...

[misanthrope_md]

One finger, deep and twisting, crooking expertly as House sucked Jack's cock deeper into his mouth.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

There was no hope of talking anymore. He reached down with his other hand, grasping at Greg's shoulder, wantonly fucking his mouth. Everything was a blur of motion, sensation, and feral growls. He didn't even bother to warn him.

[misanthrope_md]

House just stayed steadfast, not moving away, just trying to make it good until the very end.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

It was perfect. Too perfect. Too beautiful. Too much. His breath caught in his throat and he tensed, shaking and jerking as he came. Hard. So hard he felt it in his bones, almost.

[misanthrope_md]

With some difficulty, House managed to take it all and swallow, and then after a moment, he moved back up Jack's body, pressing his lips to the hickey on his throat.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He was still trying to catch his breath as he wrapped both arms around him. "I...loveyou," he panted.

[misanthrope_md]

"Mmmmm," House agreed. "Love you, too. Thank you, that was... I needed the distraction."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Mmm, I'm good at distraction," he exhaled, closing his eyes for a minute. "...I might have needed it too, you know."

[misanthrope_md]

"Yeah?" House trailed his fingers lightly down Jack's chest. "Everything okay?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Is it okay if we just...drop it? Not now. Not like this," he said quietly, kissing his forehead.

[misanthrope_md]

"O... kay," House said hesitantly, but then couldn't stop himself from adding, "It's not Stacy is it?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I wish," he chuckled, nuzzling his lips against Greg's hair. "No."

Okay...it wasn't Stacy until that moment.

"...Should it be?"

[misanthrope_md]

House lifted an eyebrow. "Jack. Please."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I mean...maybe not her...do you get what you need from me and Rob? Don't you miss..." his voice dropped, "You know. Women."

[misanthrope_md]

House started to just say, no of course not, but he would have been lying. Truth was, he'd actually been thinking about it lately - probably because of a few dreams he'd had recently.

"Yeah, sometimes I do," he admitted.