Greg

[lyricsoul]

"Well, I'll see what I can do about that," she laughed, pulling him inside and shutting the door behind them. In the dark of the cottage she pressed tight to him and kissed him hungrily.

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[drfeelbad]

House was a little startled by the quick movement. He made a small sound of pain as his knee buckled a little and he dropped his cane. But then he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back.

[lyricsoul]

"S'alright, Greg...I'll make you forget all about that," she promised against his lips while her fingers moved to undo his fly.

[drfeelbad]

"That'll be... quite a trick," House said breathlessly, watching her.

[lyricsoul]

"I'll do my damnedest," she promised, then dropped to her knees. She freed his cock and began to suck him to get him fully hard.

[drfeelbad]

House groaned softly and leaned his weight against the wall. She wanted him, she actually did. There was something intoxicating about that. Well, the alcohol had helped, too.

[lyricsoul]

Lyric swallowed him down, her thumbs drawing gentle lines across his hip bones. She moaned softly around him, pleased to feel him swell harder and harder.

[drfeelbad]

"That's good," murmured House, sliding his fingers lightly through her hair. "So fucking good."

[lyricsoul]

Lyric kept on, moaning softly, making sure to give Greg some lewd, wet sounds before she pulled away and stood up.

"You got me so wet. Come fuck me," she said as she stripped her shirt off. She hadn't bothered with a bra today so she stood before him only in low hanging tight jeans.

[drfeelbad]

House yanked down his jeans and underwear. "Get on the bed," he said softly. "Show me how ready you are."

[lyricsoul]

Lyric wriggled out of her jeans and fell back on the bed. She spread her legs, drawing one knee up, and she let her fingers trail down until she could slide them through the slick. She'd seen enough porn to put on a good show, loving the fact that his eyes were on her. She missed having an audience and if this was how she could get one...good.

[drfeelbad]

That was... more than House was expecting. He watched her. Objectifying, yes, and not feeling one bit guilty about it.

He limped over, slowly, his hand on his bad leg. Stopped so that he was standing in front of her, looking down at her. "Do you do this a lot?" he asked, his voice soft. "Touch yourself, here in this bed?"

[lyricsoul]

"All the time, love," she grinned, her eyes half closed. "Think about you inside me...no one's ever made me come the way you do."

[drfeelbad]

House's lips curved into a slow smile. "Really?" He wasn't sure whether to believe her or not, but either way he guessed it was nice to hear.

[lyricsoul]

"Really? Really. Chavs and club rats don't give a shit if you get off so long as they do," she scoffed. "You...you're different. You fuck like you've got something to prove."

[drfeelbad]

"Maybe that's just because you're always on top," House said, but still looked pleased. He moved closer to her, and then put his hands on her thighs and pulled her down so that he could stand between her spread legs. He felt her moistness against his skin. "Jesus I really did make you wet."

[lyricsoul]

"Told you so," she said, pushing up to lean back on her elbows. "You gonna get in bed or what?"

[drfeelbad]

House didn't answer her. Instead, he dropped to his knees in front of her (with a brief wince), and then leaned in and began licking her vigorously.

[lyricsoul]

His hair was just long enough that she could thrust her fingers into it and hold on. She gasped again and again, bucking against his mouth. She knew what she liked, and he was so damn good she didn't have to try to get what she needed...he just gave it to her.

[drfeelbad]

Fucking ilke he had something to prove. Yes, that was exactly what he was doing.

He went about making her come, purposefully, knowing it wouldn't be the only time tonight.

[lyricsoul]

She jerked and bucked as it exploded through her. The first one was always the best, he always made sure of that.

She lay panting on the bed, her legs going loose and dropping even more wide open.

"Fucking hell she gasped.

[drfeelbad]

House lifted his head and got carefully to his feet. He lifted her leg and kissed it a few times as he made his way around and climbed onto the bed beside her.

[lyricsoul]

She moved fluidly, rolling over and straddling him. She was used to being on top, and she understood why. Didn't bother her a bit.

"You think I'm pretty?" she asked, squirming on top of him, getting him slick.

[drfeelbad]

"Yeah..." House breathed. "I think you're fuckin' hot." Brief pause. "Condoms over there." He pointed to the bedside table.

[lyricsoul]

"Yeah, I know," she said, but then moved a bit to position him and sink onto him without worrying about all that nonsense.

[drfeelbad]

"For fuck's sake, Lyric - " House blurted, not sounding happy, but it was hard to protest further once he was inside her. The scolding on the tip of his tongue turned into a groan instead.