for Jack

[misanthrope_md]

[taking place on the night of all this]

House didn't have much of a sense of time on the island, generally, but he did know when it was getting to be really late. Still, he knew Jack, and his bizarre sleeping habits, and so usually wasn't that surprised if he came back to the hut late, just having been visiting friends or in the compound and not really caring that it was midnight.

But House did like sleep, and so it was probably around midnight when he zonked out, arm splayed out across Jack's pillow.

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[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"When you...God...and inside," he gasped, moving faster, more erratic, mumbling as his breath caught in his throat and he dropped his chin to watch Greg's face as he came, stiping his stomach and chest.

[misanthrope_md]

House sucked in a breath, flinching a little at the sudden wetness. "How... was that?" he breathed.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

A half a second to catch his breath and Jack was curled over, licking, sucking kisses, hands moving over Greg's body...that was all the answer he got.

[misanthrope_md]

House groaned, hands groping at Jack, his body already straining a bit from the sensitivity. "Jack..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack stopped just long enough to unfold and kiss him, his lips sticky and wet, then he pulled away. "I love you," he said, looking into Greg's eyes as he licked his upper lip.

[misanthrope_md]

"I love you too," murmured House. "I was dreaming about you."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Were you?" he purred, returning to Greg's body, soft, lewd moans coming from his throat as he finished cleaning him off.