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Patient diagnosed and pizza and beer demolished, Jack sat on the couch, flipping through channels as he waited for House to come back from the bathroom. He was surprised at how long he'd been able to keep his hands to himself, how long he'd gone without kissing Greg, how long it seemed to be taking him in there.

Jack leaned back, replaying the look in Greg's eyes. The tone of his voice, the way it had changed so swiftly once he'd gotten it. He stared past the television to some middle space, his heart beating faster and every nerve in his body waking up. He wanted to hear it again. And again.

What he heard instead was the shower turning on and a curtain sliding against the rod, which he took as an invitation.

Setting everything aside, Jack walked down the hall, undoing his jeans on the way. He left his clothes in a pile and slipped into the shower with Greg without a word, kissing his shoulder lightly.

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[misanthrope_md]

"Well, hi." House was slightly surprised to suddenly find himself not-alone in the shower. Everything was just where he'd left it - shampoo, razor, shaving cream, bar of soap. There was even a bar built into the side so that he could adjust his weight on his leg if he needed to. He remembered with some embarrassment that time in the compound shower that he'd fallen.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Hi," he whispered. "Do you mind?"

He wrapped a hand around his hip and pulled himself closer, just in case the answer was no.

[misanthrope_md]

"Not at all," said House, then smirked a little and added, "If I told you you have a beautiful body would you hold it against me?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack laughed softly, grinding his hips forward and pushing his cock against Greg's ass. "Try me and find out."

[misanthrope_md]

House groaned a little at that. "Man, if only I'd gotten to celebrate solving cases like this all along."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack kept kissing along his shoulder, biting gently into the meat near his neck. "If I got to see you do that all the time..." he started, but didn't bother to finish. The way his cock jerked against Greg's skin had to be clear enough how much it turned him on.

[misanthrope_md]

House chuckled. "I suddenly seem more powerful, don't I? See, Jack..." He leaned back against him a little. "This is what I'm good at. It's why it doesn't matter that I'm such an asshole. Now you see part of why I'm so miserable half the time on that stupid island."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"You're like an completely different person," he agreed, wrapping both arms around him. "I guess I would be too, if you saw what I did...before."

[misanthrope_md]

House sighed a little. "I don't really want to be a completely different person. I want to be... the person who's getting you all hot and bothered."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"You've been doing that all day. Especially..." his breath caught and his fingers tightened into a fist against his stomach, "...Your voice. With the team. God..."

[misanthrope_md]

"This is me," House murmured. "How I'm supposed to be. I hate that you've never seen me like this before..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Greg," he rasped, squirming closer, "...I've seen it. Maybe not in the hospital, but I've seen it."

[misanthrope_md]

"And that's why you fell in love with me?" House closed his eyes and groaned again, feeling Jack rubbing against him.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"It's why I'm still in love with you," he whispered.

[misanthrope_md]

"I'm glad you got to come here, even if it's not real."

The water was pouring down on them, getting just slightly cooler as time passed.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Mmm hmm," he murmured, licking water from Greg's neck. "Real enough. You're real."

Not that that made any sense, but he was absolutely consumed with how close Greg was, the feeling of skin against skin, and the knowledge that even here...he was his.

[misanthrope_md]

House rolled his hips a little, deliberately putting friction between his ass and Jack's cock. "I could tell how turned on you were. I thought you were going to blow me in the car on the way home."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack groaned, pulling Greg back against him tighter. "You're so lucky I still have a little self-control left."

[misanthrope_md]

House craned his neck back, turning just enough to lick Jack's neck. "Tell me. Tell me how turned on you are."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Jesus, Greg," he gasped, clutching at him. "I...I don't want to tell you...I need....fuck..." It came as a whimper, Jack struggling with the last little bit of himself standing in the way of the truth.

[misanthrope_md]

"Hmmm?" House managed to turn in his grasp, sucking in a breath as their cocks rubbed together now that they were face to face. "What is it, Jack?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I need you," he moaned, catching Greg's mouth in a soft kiss. "Need you to be like that. Strong. Control. No one tells me what to do, Greg...I want...want you to," he admitted hesitantly, eyes closed. He'd never felt so damn vulnerable in his life.

[misanthrope_md]

"You mean you want me to... dominate you? Sexually?" It sounded stupid rephrased like that, but House wanted to make sure he knew what he was saying.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

A familiar lopsided grin spread as he looked down and laughed. "You already do that, Greg. I...don't know. I want you...to lead?"

[misanthrope_md]

"You want some direction," House murmured. "And you remember... a few weeks ago, how turned on you were from a little bit of pain and control?" House had been uncomfortable at first, but then it had been really clear how much Jack had enjoyed being spanked. "Is that what you want?"