House was honestly a little dazed by how good that had been. He he hadn't had sex like that in a long time. Especially.... how he was. How comfortable he'd been, and how much he felt... mine.
"That - that was amazing," he managed, with a hint of disbelief.
There had been something so honest in the way Fin reacted, how he said i want to be yours, but House couldn't allow himself to think it meant anything beyond the heat of the moment. Still, he felt like something had... changed.
He settled beside Fin on the bed and pulled him into his arms. "I hope I didn't get too carried away." He could see the bruise on his neck.
House was suddenly glad that he'd already asked Fin if he would stay the night. Which was... odd, because he usually didn't want anyone to stay the night.
He held him, and closed his eyes. "I might sleep for a week."
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"Thank you," he purred against the man's lips.
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"That - that was amazing," he managed, with a hint of disbelief.
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He settled beside Fin on the bed and pulled him into his arms. "I hope I didn't get too carried away." He could see the bruise on his neck.
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"Not at all," Fin assured him, touching his neck and smiling softly. After a moment he wriggled closer, curling up against him.
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He held him, and closed his eyes. "I might sleep for a week."
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Fin laughed, a quiet and tired sound.
"I have been known to do just that," he admitted.
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And tried his best to hide that his leg had just started to ache again. He was just grateful it had held out.