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"I don't plan to," he said softly, pressing the bottle into Greg's hand. "As long as you don't stop either..."

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[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Do it," he whispered, pulling his hands in to hold Greg's shoulders. "Want you to. Want to feel you..."

[misanthrope_md]

That was all the encouragement House needed. He cried out as he came, back arching off of the bed, his entire body shuddering with the effort.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

His head dropped and he pressed his teeth into the muscle of Greg's pec, clenching involuntarily as the throbbing force of the orgasm overtook him. It was brilliant. Fantastic. Like...like he'd never really paid attention before.

[misanthrope_md]

House's body sagged afterwards, but he managed to wrap his arms around Jack. "Jesus," he groaned.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"...Jack," he replied, raising his head so Greg could see his broad smile and flashing eyes. He was still breathing hard, his heart pounding fast, and through it all, he couldn't keep from kissing Greg just once more. And then once again.

[misanthrope_md]

House took a deep breath, trying to get his own breathing back to normal, and said, "Fucking amazing. As always. You... you're amazing." He kissed him again, hands roaming up his sides, over his back.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I love you," he replied, like it was suddenly the simplest thing in the universe. "I get that now."

[misanthrope_md]

House blinked. "You... didn't get it before?" He had no idea what would have been so enlightening about that particular sexual experience...

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Not like I do now," he replied softly, rising a little and gasping as Greg slipped from him. "I don't know...fucking up put things in perspective, I guess."

[misanthrope_md]

House snorted softly. "That it does."

He kissed Jack's shoulder and murmured, "Lay down."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Mmmm, okay," he replied, rolling over to lay on his back. It was only then he even noticed he was hard, and he reached down to ghost his palm over his dick. "I think you're the amazing one."

[misanthrope_md]

House couldn't help but feel a little smug when he saw that. "You just needed a little sexual healing, baby," he murmured, and settled on his side beside Jack, started running his hands over his body, accompanied by his mouth, licking and kissing starting at his neck and moving down his chest.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"God, that was an awful line," he laughed, rising against every caress. "You feel so good, Greg."

[misanthrope_md]

Smirking, House started to hum the song under his breath as he laved his tongue around Jack's navel, hands sliding up his inner thighs.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He reached down to rub lightly against Greg's shoulder and neck, toying with his hair. Breath came faster and he spread his legs as fingers moved along his things. "Oh...jesus..."

[misanthrope_md]

House spread Jack's thighs farther apart, and then easily slipped a finger inside him... still slick from... christ.

House shuddered, and crooked his finger towards Jack's prostate, still not touching his cock. But he did position his body between Jack's spread legs, kissing the inside of his thigh.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Fuck," he gasped, nails digging into Greg's shoulder as he held on tighter. His hips rolled and twisted as he tried to get just a little closer.

[misanthrope_md]

House had very long fingers. He pushed deeper inside, and then turned his head and licked up the length of Jack's cock.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack couldn't look anymore. Could barely breathe and there was no way he could keep his eyes, open. He reached over his head, grasping the bedframe as he whimpered softly.

[misanthrope_md]

House slid in another finger and pulsed slightly, though it was more like massaging than fucking. And he brought Jack's cock all the way into his mouth, sucking lightly, but it was all very undemanding, designed to draw out gradually rather than force an orgasm.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Gripping the bedframe tightly, he started rocking up and up and up into the willing warmth of Greg's mouth then back and down against his fingers. All the while, he moaned low and softly grunted...accutely aware of Greg.

[misanthrope_md]

House wasn't in a hurry, but god he couldn't wait to feel Jack come, to know that he was really okay, that House could still make him feel this way...

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

The tension built nonetheless and it wasn't much longer before Jack let go with one hand to tangle his fingers in Greg's hair, wantonly fucking his mouth. "Can't...I'm gonna," he gasped, so close he couldn't tell Greg anything else.

[misanthrope_md]

House quickened his movements in encouragement, and moaned loudly around Jack's cock.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Faster, harder, shallow then deep and so hot and Jack was crying out Greg's name without even realizing it as he spilled pulse after pulse against his tongue.

And it didn't stop. Not abruptly, anyhow. As gradually as he'd built up to the orgasm, it seemed to take just as long for it to peak and drop away, the sensation still going long after he'd stopped ejeculating.