[for greg]

[more_flexible]

Once Padme had come to get Sola, Jack carefully folded up the blanket and took his time before he made his way onto the porch. He laid the folded blanket beside the chairs and told Padfoot to lay there, then he stood in the doorway, just looking at Greg.

Fight for him, Stacy had said. He'd promised he would. Except it wasn't like anyone was trying to take Greg. Jack just kept repeating the one action that he knew hurt the man the most.

Jack watched him, waiting for some perfect moment or some epiphany to know what to say or how to say it.

"Greg..." he started, then walked inside and closed the door.

[dated thursday Aug 16]

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[misanthrope_md]

House looked up from the book he'd been reading and said, "Look. I'm not interested in fighting with you. We could do this again, sure, I could tell you that you're a shit for cheating on me and then you give me excuses, or not, it doesn't really matter. But I'm really sick of that conversation. So if we need to make another alteration in our relationship, let's just make it without any of the drama."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack walked over and sat at the foot of the bed.

"It's not like I fucked him, Greg. I kissed him. You kissed Stacy," he said calmly, not really wanting to fight about it either. "I'm not going to make excuses. I did it. I told you. I said I wouldn't keep secrets and I haven't."

[misanthrope_md]

House snorted. "I knew that was going to get thrown in my face eventually. Fine, if that's what happened, then whatever. It's not like you can help if someone throws themselves at you. You're the one who confessed, like it was some big thing. What was I supposed to think?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He was right on the edge of glaring at him. "You want me to not tell you? Go back to getting you off once for everyone I touch?" he snapped. "Tosh left him. He was upset. We talked, I walked him back to the Compound. I kissed him and told him he wasn't fucking defective and I held him. I might not be from the same time, but he's one of my team and I wasn't going to leave him out to twist, Greg. To me, it is a big thing."

[misanthrope_md]

House sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Okay, Jack. It's fine. If that's all it was... I mean, I can't say I wouldn't do the same thing, if Stacy, or Cameron, or whoever... okay, well maybe I wouldn't because I'm not the comforting type, but if one of them threw herself bawling into my arms I wouldn't push her away. There's a difference between that and something sexual. So... it's fine. Just forget it, okay?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Is that ever going to change, Greg?" he asked quietly. "Or are you always going to think the worst thing about me first?"

[misanthrope_md]

"Oh, don't turn this around on me," House said irritably. "All you said was that you kissed him. And I let up as soon as you elaborated. I seem to remember a few weeks ago where you came in here and threw a tantrum just on mere speculation that I was doing something with Phedre."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I did not throw a tantrum," he shot back.

[misanthrope_md]

"Jack," House said wearily, "didn't I say I didn't want to fight?" It seemed like Jack wanted to, which was really fucking weird. Did he want House to go on a jealous tirade and break up with him?

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I don't want to fight either, Greg. I want you to trust me," he said, leaning forward and stretching up toward House.

[misanthrope_md]

"I do," House sighed. "You said the kiss was nothing, I believe you, and it's over. Or it should be, anyway, I'm a little confused as to why we're still talking about it."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack reached up and took the book from him and laid it aside. "I guess because I expected you to hold it against me. Stacy came by and made me promise to..."

He stopped and looked into Greg's eyes, wetting his lips with the tip of his tongue.

"I love you."

[misanthrope_md]

House lifted an eyebrow. "She made you promise to what? Not hurt me? It's okay, I think I'm a big enough boy to handle you comforting a friend. Fuck someone else, then we'll talk."

He sat up a little and slid his arms around Jack's waist. "But for now, let's not talk about it anymore. Okay?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"No," he said softly, kissing Greg's jaw and letting his breath feather against his skin as the two-days growth scaped his lips. "She said not to let you go. Not to make the same mistake she did."

[misanthrope_md]

House wasn't really sure how he felt about that. "She didn't make a mistake. I was an ass."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"You're still an ass," he murmured, nuzzling Greg's neck and then laying down beside him. "And I'm not letting you go."

[misanthrope_md]

"Well that should be easy since I'm not planning on going anywhere," House pointed out, and reached over and laid his book down on the bedside table.

"You know, since you weren't here last night, we haven't had sex in over a day."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I was here. I was on the porch all night," Jack replied, taking the hint. He caressed Greg's stomach, then moved lower so he could get up under his shirt. "I was going to wake you up, but then Padme showed up..."

[misanthrope_md]

"And a baby took priority over sex? I'm amazed..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Hey, she's prettier than you," he teased, cushioning the barb by undoing Greg's fly.

[misanthrope_md]

"Don't worry," House said, sounding amused, "I know that if there's one thing I never need fear with you, it's lesbian bed death."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack laughed softly and looked up at him. Yeah...not gonna happen," he replied, then moved to pull his jeans and boxers off together.

[misanthrope_md]

"Mmmmm," House agreed. "But you swear you'll tell me if you ever just... get tired of me? If you need it with someone else? Because if I know ahead of time... we can talk."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Get...tired of you." Jack stopped, threw the clothes off to the side, and stripped off his shirt. He shook his head, then moved up to kiss Greg, letting his lips barely touch, feeling the smooth skin and rough stubble. Then he smiled.

"I love you. You."

[misanthrope_md]

"Yeah, I know," said House. "Otherwise you wouldn't still be here, you'd be out getting the best pieces of ass on the island..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I am the best piece of ass on the island," he said roughly, tugging at Greg's shirt. "And I'm yours."

He kissed him slowly, letting his tongue move lazily into Greg's mouth as his hands caressed his shoulders, arms, and stomach.

[misanthrope_md]

"That's true," House agreed, "which makes... me the bigger stud, I guess." He snorted.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"It does, doesn't it?" he purred, moving to kiss along Greg's jaw back to his ear. "You get me so fucking hot, Greg. No one here compares. Not even close."

Jack was working against him with his whole body, pulling and pushing, kissing and touching, trying to get just a little closer. "I tell everyone no. Only want you...your hands on me like that."

[misanthrope_md]

House smirked a little. "Do you?" He slid his hands suggestively over Jack's bare ass.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

The muscle beneath his hands clenched hard. "God, yeah," he exhaled. "If you knew how much I wanted you, all the time...God, Greg...I don't even want anyone else to touch me anymore."

[misanthrope_md]

"Then I have no reason to be jealous," House murmured, sliding his hands lightly up Jack's body. "Only smug."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack shivered a little wrapping his arms around Greg. "You...tired of me?" he asked hesitantly, dropping kisses down his chest, catching a nipple and sucking gently.

[misanthrope_md]

House actually chuckled a little at that, his head falling back. "I'm not sure that's possible. But if I ever start to feel it... I'll be sure to let you know. Because, you know..."

He was going to make a comment about being adventurous, but then, Jack already knew that.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I know," he exhaled, sinking lower still, kisses falling down Greg's stomach. Jack kissed lightly, teasing, drawing it out. Light flicks of just the tip of his tongue moved across one hip, then the other, and his hand closed around Greg's cock.

[misanthrope_md]

House sucked in a breath, his eyes fluttering shut, hips just barely rolling towards Jack's touch.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack licked, log and slow, from root to end, then closed his mouth around the firm heat. His tongue moved along the underside as he plunged down. He had Greg deep in his throat, and then he just...stopped. Stopped moving, almost stopped breathing. He looked up the length of Greg's body, watching his face.

[misanthrope_md]

House's face basically looked... as if he were about to explode. He opened his eyes and looked down at Jack - god, would he ever get over that look?

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He pulled off slowly, the suction hollowing his cheeks, his eyes dark and intense as he watched, kept watching, barely blinked. By the time he let go, Greg was wet and Jack moved up, settling between his legs and grinding his hips to stroke Greg's erection with his own.

"I love that I can do this to you every time. Make you look like this. Breathe like this," he rasped. "Love that after all this time...you want me. Love me. Love that I'm yours. Say it. Tell me..."

[misanthrope_md]

"I love you," House murmured, sliding his arms around Jack's waist again.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He leaned in, hips still pistoning, slickness spreading between them, and he kissed Greg again. This time it wasn't slow or gentle. Jack kissed him hungrily, devouring his mouth, one hand gripping Greg's shoulder, the other holding his hip.

[misanthrope_md]

"Jesus!" House gasped, hips bucking up towards Jack. "Just... stop teasing and..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack smiled against hiss lips, reaching for the oil and pulling away long enough to drizzle some in his hand and stroke Greg's cock, then get himself ready.

"Love when you need it so much you ask," he grinned, straddling Greg's hips and groaning low as he lowered himself, his own cock jerking as he took Greg to the hilt.

[misanthrope_md]

To be honest, House wished he didn't have to ask. He'd much prefer to be able to just flip Jack over onto his back and take him.

... not that this wasn't good, because...

"Ooh," House groaned, back arching as he thrust his hips up into Jack, hands planted firmly around his waist.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He pulled at Greg's shoulders, riding him slow. "Sit up," he whispered, spreading his legs a little more to keep pressure off the leg, but it was sublte, just a movement to make it easier for Greg to get up. "Want you closer."