girl!Chase

[misanthrope_md]

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"Stop talking," she murmured, "and do it."

House slid his arms around Rob's waist and lifted her up off of him. "Clothes off," he suggested. "I want to see you."

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[dr_robchase]

Chase shifted a little, knowing that while he wasn't exactly heavy before, now he was light as all fuck with a waist that tiny. She wasted no time yanking off the shirt, just standing there in a pair of boxers.

[misanthrope_md]

House lifted an eyebrow. "And?"

[dr_robchase]

Chase just laughed at that, stepping out of the boxers and straddling House again. "So am I actually just your private stripper?" she teased, leaning in to kiss House slowly.

[misanthrope_md]

House moaned into the kiss, sliding his hands all over her bare skin, down her sides over her hips, up her back. "God, you're fucking gorgeous."

[dr_robchase]

Chase just bit her lip as she grinned at that, leaning in and pushing House down slowly on the bed. "So I get flattery now," she murmured lowly, pleased. "Go on."

[misanthrope_md]

"You got flattery before," House said, rolling his eyes, and ran his hands up Rob's legs. "God, you've got great legs." Up, up, went his hands, up her inner thighs. And didn't stop, until his thumbs finally nudged between her legs...

He groaned. "Oh christ, Rob, you're so fucking wet."

[dr_robchase]

Chase closed her eyes, leaning down into the touch. "There's a reason, smart guy," she muttered, rocking down against those thumbs. "I need...I need you," Chase gasped, trying to think.

[misanthrope_md]

House smiled and lifted her off of him again. He pushed her back on the bed and carefully settled himself lower, taking his time in sliding his hands over her body again... and then settled between her legs, starting to lick.

[dr_robchase]

All this body-worshipping when really, Chase was really wanting to get to the point that was the key to all this. "Greg," she exhaled. "You know I'm technically and for all anatomical purposes a virgin, right?"

[misanthrope_md]

House raised his head, looking surprised. "Jesus christ, Rob. You really are a man in there. No woman I know would turn down head in favor of getting straight to the dick."

He'd thought about that, actually, so he slid one finger inside her, carefully testing the waters.

[dr_robchase]

"So I'm a ..." Chase writhed a little, a bit uncomfortable as she gritted her teeth, closing her eyes. "..a m-man. You seem to like that most of the time."

[misanthrope_md]

House pulled out his finger and kissed the inside of her thigh. "Why don't you just tell me what you want," he suggested softly.

[dr_robchase]

Chase exhaled slowly, leaning forward to kiss House. "Something we can't do any other time," she murmured, kissing House deeply. "So, face to face. You and me."

[misanthrope_md]

House nodded, again glad for that injection this morning, and sat up, kissing her again. He slowly pushed her down onto the bed and settled himself over her. "You sure?" he murmured. "I don't want to hurt you."

[dr_robchase]

"Now or never, right?" Chase reminded House, leaning up for a longer kiss. "Do me," she said, half in a 'don't worry' tone and half in a hopefully sexy seductress tone.

[misanthrope_md]

"You know, foreplay can be fun," he teased before leaning down and kissing her. Then he settled himself carefully, distributing his weight, reaching up and bracing one hand on the wall above her head.

He gasped as he just barely began to push inside. He'd forgotten how different a woman feels... god, so slick...

[dr_robchase]

"Foreplay is very fun," Chase agreed with a wry grin, but all words just went out the window when House pushed in like that and Chase moaned like a woman. Really high-pitched and womanly.

[misanthrope_md]

House swallowed hard and had to force himself to go slow as he pushed inside, because god it just felt so fucking good...

[dr_robchase]

Chase's eyes rolled upwards and she heaved out a long, pleased exhalation. "Oh, god," she gasped. "Greg," was the pleaded whimper, as she grabbed the sheets, hard.