[for greg]

[more_flexible]

Jack woke up in his own bed, in his own hut, with his own boyfriend pulled close. They'd had a shitty night, between both of them losing the election and Jack's raging jealousy over Greg's...whatever...with the Doctor.

But now the sun was up and Jack laid there, watching Greg sleep. Not for very long, though. It was only a few minutes before he leaned in and kissed him beneath the ear.

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[misanthrope_md]

"And then you met the Doctor," House said quietly. "And then you died. And then you... came back." That part of the story, he knew.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Right. So...now you know. I left out the really interesting stories. But, you know...gotta have something to tell you some other time."

[misanthrope_md]

"You know, I probably could have guessed the gist of that," House pointed out, and brushed his lips against Jack's neck. "Well. What do you want to know about me?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"...Is that shot helping at all?"

[misanthrope_md]

House lifted an eyebrow. "I give you an open ended opportunity there and that's what you want to know? But... yeah, I think it helped." He put his hand on his thigh, bared down a little. "Better than lately anyway."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"That's all I care about right now, yeah," he grinned.

[misanthrope_md]

House's lips quirked up a little. "Well, okay then."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Okay, then," he repeated, leaning in to kiss him softly.

[misanthrope_md]

House smiled a little against the kiss. "Are you sure you don't want me to prove how much I love you by going without sex?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I'll be sure to let Sanders know you were so high you were spouting nonsense," he laughed, kissing him again, then moving his lips along his jaw.

[misanthrope_md]

"Well, you know, just because..." House slid his hand a little farther up Jack's thigh. "Just because I've had the best sex of my life with you, I don't want you to think that's why I love you."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack groaned softly and eased his legs apart, kisses trailing down Greg's neck. "Good to know," he whispered, pushing his hand just inside Greg's waistband.

[misanthrope_md]

"Just because..." House continued, arching his neck a little. "Just because I can hardly see you without getting hard, just because your ass is like the holy grail, just because you're so fucking gorgeous, you make me feel so fucking good, I don't want you to think that's why I love you."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Of course," he murmured, nipping at Greg's throat as fingers teased lightly against wiry soft hair. "Wouldn't dare think it..."

[misanthrope_md]

"I love you for reasons that have nothing to do with those sexy little sounds you make," House continued, gasping a little. "Nothing to do with the way you say my name, the way you feel underneath me, the way you seem to know just how to touch me to make me come slow or fast."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

His hand moved lower and he gripped Greg's cock lightly, running his thumb along the underside from tip to root as his mouth proceeded slowly down his chest until he could catch a nipple between his lips. "Keep talking," he whispered.

[misanthrope_md]

"What - do you want to hear?" House gasped, bucking slightly into Jack's grip.

He really hadn't been in the mood for sex earlier. But there was something about Jack, he wasn't sure he'd ever be able to turn him down for long.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Why you don't love me," he whispered, his warm breath cooling the wet skin until his nipple was hard enough for him to catch it carefully between his teeth. His hand, meanwhile, never quit moving. He didn't slow down or speed up, just touched his cock expertly, feeling the puse growing stronger.

[misanthrope_md]

"I... don't love you because of how much I think about sex," House ground out. "I dream about fucking you so much that sometimes I dream about you fucking me."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Just to be fair?" he asked, flicking his tongue once more against the nipple that had to be almost aching now. "Or because you really want it?"

With the question, he shifted, letting go of his cock just so he could get the bottoms out of the way.

[misanthrope_md]

House gritted his teeth a little against the slight pain, and hesitated. "... sometimes I want it."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack looked up and grinned, licking his lips. "I know."

That was all he said before he settled between Greg's legs and sucked kisses along his hips, down his thighs and finally, finally, up the length of his erection.

[misanthrope_md]

House groaned loudly. "Is this always part of breakfast in bed?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"It is now," he exhaled, just before bobbing down the length, sucking slowly.

[misanthrope_md]

"Oh god," House moaned, hips lifting a little involuntarily. He tangled a hand in Jack's hair.