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's eyes went a little wide when she pinned his wrists; but christ, that was unexpectedly hot. "Fuck yes - " he gasped. He really was... really close... and she was utterly in control.

[lyricsoul]

Lyric knew just how to move to get herself off. She had been with too many men who didn't know shit about pleasing a woman so she had naturally just taken over.

She was panting as she rode him, squeezed his wrists, buckled like that...

Then it hit her and she cried out, arching her back. Now he could fuck her, if he could manage. She was done for.

[drfeelbad]

House wished he could grab her, flip her over, fuck her... but that wasn't happening. Though even if he'd been able he wasn't sure he'd have been able to hold out. Not long after he felt her body tighten around him, he was coming too, looking up at the expression on her face, the way the arch of her back highlighted her breasts. His eyes rolled into the back of his head. His breath left him. He groaned... well, orgasmically.

[lyricsoul]

"That's right. That's good," she panted, sinking down onto him to give him a slow, lazy kiss.

[drfeelbad]

House kissed her back, though had to stop for air, breathing heavily. He almost felt like he was too old for this.

[lyricsoul]

"You alright there, baby?" Lyric asked softly as she gently came down off the high.

[drfeelbad]

"Yeah... yeah, just not as young as I used to be." He stroked her arm with his fingers. "You take a lot out of me. In all the best ways."

[lyricsoul]

"I hope so," she grinned. She kissed him one more time. "Take all the time you need to get your head back, alright?"

[drfeelbad]

"Mmmhmm," he said.

Then, after a beat - "Hey Lyric, did you notice when I was gone?"

[lyricsoul]

"Yeah, I noticed that you weren't around for a bit," she replied. "Where was you at?"

[drfeelbad]

"Back home," House said, looking up at the ceiling. "Through the portal. Thought I might stay there, but got sucked back."

[lyricsoul]

"I went to that portal but I didn't go through. I saw a place I'd never seen and wasn't keen on going from here to someplace else I didn't know. Especially without my guitar," she told him.

[drfeelbad]

"I saw a bunch of people I didn't want to see, saved someone's life, and won a hundred thousand dollars in Vegas," House said.

[lyricsoul]

"Say...that's not a bad holiday," she grinned.

[drfeelbad]

"It ended rather abruptly," House said. Then he shrugged a little. "I guess I hadn't thought about whether you'd notice, if I didn't come back."

[lyricsoul]

"It'd be dead boring here if you weren't around," she replied, a bit more softly.

[drfeelbad]

House thought of Fin's surprise when he hadn't mentioned her, and now he felt like kind of a jerk.

"Well, there's a silver lining," House said.

[lyricsoul]

"I think I'd have had a broken heart. Something to write a song about..." she said as she curled up against him. It amazed her a bit what tender feelings she had for Greg. She knew she shouldn't but she did.

[drfeelbad]

House snorted. "If anyone has or ever will write a song about me, I'm pretty confident it will not involve a broken heart."

[lyricsoul]

"You don't know. I might," she said quietly.

[drfeelbad]

The quiet sincerity in her voice really threw him. He wasn't really sure what to say. But his instinct was to err on the side of protecting her. "You really don't want to let yourself be in a position where that could happen," he said quietly.

[lyricsoul]

"Yeah. Probably," she said. Thinking on it, it probably wasn't good to get feelings for anyone here. She certainly wasn't looking to settle down. Greg was a good bit of fun, but...well, not realistic.

"I have to pee. Stay here," she said as she slipped out of bed.

[drfeelbad]

House nodded, and then stared up at the ceiling. What was he doing? He should know by now that sex was never just sex, at least not when there was no money exchanging hands.

The truth was, he didn't even want to consider whether he might actually like her. Fin complicated his life enough. And as for her, well, she was way better off not getting attached to him. Especially when he was well aware that the dating pool of men who liked women here was a very shallow pool. And that was definitely no reason to like him.

[lyricsoul]

Lyric took her time, taking care of her body while trying to center her mind. She didn't need to get all soft over some bloke who could be her dad. Yeah, he fucked her well, but he truly wasn't very nice. Good for a laugh, good for a song, but, honestly, what the fuck was she thinking?

She came back out and pulled on a shirt, just a simple black thing with a white logo on it of some band she'd never even heard of. Then she found some panties and pulled them on, too.

"You want a fag?" she asked, finding her pack to light one up.

[drfeelbad]

"No thanks," said House, who despite all his vices didn't really enjoy smoking. Did it sometimes anyway, of course.

He watched her. "You don't deserve this," he said. "Being stuck here. Not that any of us do, I guess."