[for greg]

[more_flexible]

That morning, at the clothes box, Jack had met Buffy. He'd been here more than a year and so had she, but what was amazing was that in the past seven months (almost to the day) he hadn't ever even seen her. Sure, he'd wondered, he'd thought about that name...dreamed about that name on the lips of a raving madman. That name along with ropes and blades and smothering darkness.

He'd just thought he was handling it better.

He'd collected enough shellfish for he and Greg and threw together a quick lunch after he'd left the basement. If he could keep busy, he could keep from thinking about it. From thinking about her. She barely came up to his chest and she was so pretty and young and if she'd been bound and there had been...no. He couldn't keep doing this to himself. He'd done what he had to do to stay alive, and he'd done all he could to keep people like Buffy safe. He tried not to think about Maladicta being hit, tried not to think about how he'd failed to just keep the man there with him. He just needed to stop thinking about it.

Except he couldn't. It was on his mind the whole way to the treehouse.

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[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"No," he answered, rolling a little to look straight at him. "But I wouldn't mind kissing you again."

[misanthrope_md]

"You have full reign," House promised, his lips twitching up a little. "To kiss me however you want."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack reached up and caught Greg by the back of the neck, pulling him closer so he could kiss his throat and jaw, working up to his ear. "Full reign?" he whispered before biting his earlobe carefully.

[misanthrope_md]

House sucked in a breath. "Yeah. Consider my body... at your disposal."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Without breaking the kisses, Jack slid his hand down to catch the hem of Greg's shirt and started to pull it off. "You won't be mad if I've got to stop?"

[misanthrope_md]

"N-n-no..." House promised, "but depending on how far you get you can't get mad if I have to disappear behind a tree for a moment at that point..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"No disappearing," he whispered. "Stay with me...no matter what." He punctuated the request by sinking his teeth into Greg's throat after the shirt had come off.

[misanthrope_md]

"Jesus..." House gasped at the sudden sting of the bite. This wasn't exactly where he'd seen things going...

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

It was so much easier to lose himself in the moment like this with someone he trusted. Greg wouldn't hurt him, wouldn't scare him...he knew. He'd known since it happened. He'd stayed and had never pushed anything until Jack was ready.

He was also right; this wasn't the way to deal with it. He couldn't just bury everything behind sex. It felt good, yeah, but only for a little while. God, but he wanted that little while right now. To just quit worrying and be with Greg.

"Jack," he said, the smartass retort coming almost automatically.

[misanthrope_md]

"Jack," House repeated, "God I love you, Jack."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

His lips moved up the curve of Greg's throat, over the rough stubble that had to be almost two days' worth, and finally, hesitantly sought his mouth for a kiss. Even with his eyes closed, this time he didn't shy away.

[misanthrope_md]

House let Jack control the kiss, afraid that he'd get pushed away again. He put his hand on Jack's arm and trailed his fingers over his skin.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

His body reacted instinctively, rising to press against Greg. He shifted a little so he could lay on his back, pulling at shoulders and ass to coax Greg to lay on him. "I want you," he purred. "I always want you."

[misanthrope_md]

House settled on top of him, shifting his weight onto his good leg braced by Jack's side. He hoped that Jack wasn't overcompensating, but he could pretend that he wasn't enjoying this.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He lifted his hips to roll the line of his erection against the resistance of Greg's body and smiled softly. "Greg..." he started, then looked down. "Thanks."

[misanthrope_md]

House sucked in a breath. "You're... welcome." Even though he wasn't really sure what Jack was thanking him for."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

His hands encircled Greg and held him close as his lips moved over his skin, his lips, his collarbones. "You have any idea how much I need you?" he asked, "Just...just to be here with me?"

[misanthrope_md]

"I... no, but I'm... here."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Need you much, Greg," he whispered, reaching down to cup his ass in both hands. "You make it better without even trying."

[misanthrope_md]

House sighed a little and murmured, "Just tell me what you need."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Flicking his tongue along Greg's pulse, his fingers moved up, then under his waistband. "I need you fucking me," he whispered. "I want you to make me feel so good."

[misanthrope_md]

House felt his cock twitch against Jack's leg. "Are you... sure?" Again, not where he'd seen this going. God, Jack could run hot and cold. Not that he was complaining at this point.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"It's part of why I asked you out," he purred, pressing up against him. Doing it like this, with Greg letting him call the shots, he was okay.

For now.