[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]

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."