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Tuesday, January 10th, 2006 02:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
evila_elf*Deep breath*
Okay, I got part 4 of The Present all typed out. I guess it turned out decent enough to shove up here (okay...considering what I wrote, that sounds sooo wrong)
It's 3am...I get strange(r) at 3am...so, yeah.
This part is NC-17 and I believe is the only thing I have written with that rating? *gulp*
At least one more part to come after this, and will have the same rating.
*Stops babbling and posts story*
“Time to come out and play,” House spoke again to the box, then reached in and pulled the vibrator out. With a thumb, he switched it on. “Ooh...you are work-safe,” he said, listening to the soft low hum of the toy.
The Present
Part 4
House heaved himself to his feet and gazed down at Wilson. “Just like our first time,” he said, meeting the younger man’s eyes. He held out a hand and Wilson clasped it, holding it as he got to his feet. They paused several times on the way to the bedroom to remove a piece of clothing here, or to remove an item from their lover there, kissing the bared bare skin.
Wilson was the first to land upon the bed, very much thanks due to an aggressive shove from House. The older man pounced, as well as a man with one good leg could, on top of Wilson, drowning out a grunt from the naked squished doctor with a hungry kiss.
House placed his hands on Wilson’s shoulders and, with a playful grin, quickly rolled to his left so that now Wilson was on top. “You’re lucky I don’t get motion sickness,” Wilson had to say as he looked down into the blue eyes, his hair flopping down as if trying to reach for the doctor stretched out under him.
Lips upon lips, chest upon chest, good leg between legs…
House gripped Wilson’s hair and tilted the man’s head back, placing several kisses against Wilson’s throat, just under the earlobe, cheek, and, once again, returning to the reddened lips. He fumbled blindly under his pillow for the little tube of Easy Squirt lube.
“You have got to be kidding me,” Wilson mumbled against the lips and felt House’s curve into a, possibly wicked, grin. He inched his legs upwards, planting his knees on either side of House’s stomach.
House mussed Wilson’s already mussed hair with one hand as the long fingers of his other prepared the sex toy. He could feel Wilson’s heart hammering against his chest like a poor rabbit about to die of fright. It really was like their first time. Had it really been only six months?
Wilson tensed when he felt the vibrator push lightly against his ass, requesting permission. He pressed his head against House’s shoulder and nodded, feeling the stubble burn where it rubbed against his ear. He gasped and jerked against House as the foreign object began it’s decent.
“It hurt?” House asked, stilling his hand
“No, it’s fucking cold!”
House moved his hand from Wilson’s hair and smacked the oncologist across the ass. “Stop being a pussy.”
“Stop being so slooooww!” Wilson tried to inch backwards, to impale himself further, but a strong arm around his waist stopped his vain attempt. “What if I promise to give you a turn?” he tried to bargain.
“Hmmm…let me think about that.” If he wanted to, he could get Wilson to sign away his precious Volvo, or even his house. Sex seemed the best of the three. By far. He answered the question by pressing the vibrator further in. Then he turned it on.
Up to that point, Wilson had forgotten that a vibrator does, indeed, vibrate. He arched upwards and back, and House held the toy steady as Wilson pressed back against it.
House watched Wilson’s eyes glaze in pleasure, his mouth agape, panting. He pulled Wilson back down and held him steady with an arm wrapped across his back as he slowly pushed the vibrator up and down, in and out. He plunged it in deep one last time before moving a hand between their bodies and taking a hold on Wilson’s cock, stroking with one hand while rubbing soothing circles over his lower back with the other.
It didn’t take much longer before Wilson’s hands fisted the bed sheets. He groaned out something that could either be a name or a curse before collapsing completely against House, chest heaving.
House switched the vibrator off and pulled it free. Wilson’s panting was loud in the quiet room. House rolled the boneless body off of his, then levered himself into an upright position with the help of the bedpost and limped into the bathroom to clean up and to take a Vicodin. When he returned, he saw that Wilson was watching him.
“Lay down on your stomach and I will get to you in a minute. I can’t even see straight yet,” Wilson sounded like he was drunk. Perhaps he was...just not on alcohol. “Wouldn’t want to shove it in the wrong hole.”
“If you are that sure of your abilities, take all the time you need. But be fast about it.” House tossed the vibrator and a towel onto the bed. He grabbed a pillow out from under Wilson’s head for his hips and laid down on his chest next to Wilson, turning his head to look over at him. “Come on! A horny cripple is not the thing you want to have laying next to you for long!”
Part 5
Muhahahaha
Hope at least someone out there enjoyed that!
Okay, I got part 4 of The Present all typed out. I guess it turned out decent enough to shove up here (okay...considering what I wrote, that sounds sooo wrong)
It's 3am...I get strange(r) at 3am...so, yeah.
This part is NC-17 and I believe is the only thing I have written with that rating? *gulp*
At least one more part to come after this, and will have the same rating.
*Stops babbling and posts story*
“Time to come out and play,” House spoke again to the box, then reached in and pulled the vibrator out. With a thumb, he switched it on. “Ooh...you are work-safe,” he said, listening to the soft low hum of the toy.
The Present
Part 4
House heaved himself to his feet and gazed down at Wilson. “Just like our first time,” he said, meeting the younger man’s eyes. He held out a hand and Wilson clasped it, holding it as he got to his feet. They paused several times on the way to the bedroom to remove a piece of clothing here, or to remove an item from their lover there, kissing the bared bare skin.
Wilson was the first to land upon the bed, very much thanks due to an aggressive shove from House. The older man pounced, as well as a man with one good leg could, on top of Wilson, drowning out a grunt from the naked squished doctor with a hungry kiss.
House placed his hands on Wilson’s shoulders and, with a playful grin, quickly rolled to his left so that now Wilson was on top. “You’re lucky I don’t get motion sickness,” Wilson had to say as he looked down into the blue eyes, his hair flopping down as if trying to reach for the doctor stretched out under him.
Lips upon lips, chest upon chest, good leg between legs…
House gripped Wilson’s hair and tilted the man’s head back, placing several kisses against Wilson’s throat, just under the earlobe, cheek, and, once again, returning to the reddened lips. He fumbled blindly under his pillow for the little tube of Easy Squirt lube.
“You have got to be kidding me,” Wilson mumbled against the lips and felt House’s curve into a, possibly wicked, grin. He inched his legs upwards, planting his knees on either side of House’s stomach.
House mussed Wilson’s already mussed hair with one hand as the long fingers of his other prepared the sex toy. He could feel Wilson’s heart hammering against his chest like a poor rabbit about to die of fright. It really was like their first time. Had it really been only six months?
Wilson tensed when he felt the vibrator push lightly against his ass, requesting permission. He pressed his head against House’s shoulder and nodded, feeling the stubble burn where it rubbed against his ear. He gasped and jerked against House as the foreign object began it’s decent.
“It hurt?” House asked, stilling his hand
“No, it’s fucking cold!”
House moved his hand from Wilson’s hair and smacked the oncologist across the ass. “Stop being a pussy.”
“Stop being so slooooww!” Wilson tried to inch backwards, to impale himself further, but a strong arm around his waist stopped his vain attempt. “What if I promise to give you a turn?” he tried to bargain.
“Hmmm…let me think about that.” If he wanted to, he could get Wilson to sign away his precious Volvo, or even his house. Sex seemed the best of the three. By far. He answered the question by pressing the vibrator further in. Then he turned it on.
Up to that point, Wilson had forgotten that a vibrator does, indeed, vibrate. He arched upwards and back, and House held the toy steady as Wilson pressed back against it.
House watched Wilson’s eyes glaze in pleasure, his mouth agape, panting. He pulled Wilson back down and held him steady with an arm wrapped across his back as he slowly pushed the vibrator up and down, in and out. He plunged it in deep one last time before moving a hand between their bodies and taking a hold on Wilson’s cock, stroking with one hand while rubbing soothing circles over his lower back with the other.
It didn’t take much longer before Wilson’s hands fisted the bed sheets. He groaned out something that could either be a name or a curse before collapsing completely against House, chest heaving.
House switched the vibrator off and pulled it free. Wilson’s panting was loud in the quiet room. House rolled the boneless body off of his, then levered himself into an upright position with the help of the bedpost and limped into the bathroom to clean up and to take a Vicodin. When he returned, he saw that Wilson was watching him.
“Lay down on your stomach and I will get to you in a minute. I can’t even see straight yet,” Wilson sounded like he was drunk. Perhaps he was...just not on alcohol. “Wouldn’t want to shove it in the wrong hole.”
“If you are that sure of your abilities, take all the time you need. But be fast about it.” House tossed the vibrator and a towel onto the bed. He grabbed a pillow out from under Wilson’s head for his hips and laid down on his chest next to Wilson, turning his head to look over at him. “Come on! A horny cripple is not the thing you want to have laying next to you for long!”
Part 5
Muhahahaha
Hope at least someone out there enjoyed that!
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Date: 2006-01-10 03:20 am (UTC)This is definitely not good for my sleep cycle, but it's certainly worth it :D
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Date: 2006-01-10 03:30 am (UTC)Glad ya liked it :D
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Date: 2006-01-10 04:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-10 10:50 am (UTC)But I do think that House needs Wilson more than anything :P
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Date: 2006-01-10 12:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-10 06:45 am (UTC)That is soooo the best medicine for me right now. I may be cured!! *hacks up a lung* Ok, maybe not, but I feel so much better!!
WRITE MORE OF THIS NOW! I must see what happens next.
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Date: 2006-01-10 10:51 am (UTC)Next part: House will get a turn *snicker*
:D
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Date: 2006-01-10 10:53 am (UTC)I do have the next part in the barely-legible-scribbles stage, hehe! Might be up in a few days if I can get it half as good sounding as the last bit.
Glad ya like it! :D
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Date: 2006-01-10 05:55 pm (UTC)I love the sprinkling of humor throughout.
kissing the bared bare skin.
Loved the alliteration. mmmmm bared bare skin
on top of Wilson, drowning out a grunt from the naked squished doctor with a hungry kiss
This was a great visual. I could see the naked squished doctor - *fluffs up Wilson* *Hides ummm well yeah nothing I can say to get out of that*
Lips upon lips, chest upon chest, good leg between legs…
Great word economy to paint a picture, and yet remind us of House's injury - simple and pure text - very nice
It really was like their first time. Had it really been only six months?
This is effective to remind us of the start and provide some exposition into their relationship.
“No, it’s fucking cold!”
House moved his hand from Wilson’s hair and smacked the oncologist across the ass. “Stop being a pussy.”
“Stop being so slooooww!” Wilson tried to inch backwards, to impale himself further, but a strong arm around his waist stopped his vain attempt. “What if I promise to give you a turn?” he tried to bargain.
This part and the next section has spot on banter. These to can really do playful sex, and you really captured that.
“Come on! A horny cripple is not the thing you want to have laying next to you for long!”
I nice way to punctuate the humor of the piece and end with a very in character quip.
Brava my dear, this was nice to wake up to.
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Date: 2006-01-10 11:28 pm (UTC)*fluffs up Wilson* *Hides ummm well yeah nothing I can say to get out of that*
*points and laughs* Wilson had a House fall on him!
So glad you liked it!!
Now I just have to get into the right sort of mood to get the next piece out!
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Date: 2006-01-10 11:34 pm (UTC)*blushes*
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Date: 2006-01-11 02:04 am (UTC)Oddly enough, one of my other formerly-slashy fandoms (damn writers) tossed in a comment about becoming a fluffer after graduation. Long discussion of that, so I actually DO know what a fluffer is. *is amused* Not something you hear about everyday, lol