"But if I fell in love with you that would be bad for both of us," House reminded him, but then before Fin could answer added hastily, "But you don't have to worry about that."
House was thinking much the same thing, so it was a bit of a relief when Fin kissed him. For whatever reason he seemed to have this impact of telling him the truth, and the last thing he wanted to talk to Fin about was love. Or, say, Stacy.
When the kiss broke he sighed and said, "Part of me wants to do this all night, just because I can..."
"I understand if you don't want to tell me," said House softly, "but I'm very curious, what... you actually desire. What you want when it's about you."
"I- You won't believe me, but what I enjoy most is helping others unlock
their desires," Fin confessed. "It's what I crave most, sexually. From
people exploring their sexuality to unlocking kinks and fetishes, I love
nothing more. One client recently learned they love feet. It's been a joy
exploring that together."
"Perhaps you haven't discovered it yet," Fin teased playfully. "There's so
many. Perhaps you like wearing frilly undergarments, or the colour red on
your lover's nails..."
Though he hadn't considered it before, House did find the mental image appealing. "I will... remember that. Mmmm perhaps I ought to set up a standing meeting with you... something to look forward to."
Fin felt something like guilt then. Because he did, truly, like Greg. It
felt wrong in some ways to charge for their time. At the same time he was
flattered, and certainly grateful. His work kept him on the ship.
Pushing those feelings away he leaned into the touch with a soft moan
instead.
"Yeah?" he murmured, and tugged a little harder on his hair. "If you like that, would... you like it if I held you down?" He slid his other hand to Fin's bicep and pinned to the bed.
Fin blushed, for all he was eager to indulge others, he didn't tend to
indulge himself. Not even when he was with Hex, if he was honest. His focus
was always on his partner's pleasures.
His breath hitched, and he let out a quiet sound of pleasure.
Oh, this made House really happy. He was observant and good at reading people, something that served him well as a diagnostician. But if it helped him here too, he was grateful.
He moved his hand from Fin's hair and pinned both of his wrists above his head to the mattress, and kissed him hard.
Fin made a small sound that faded to a moan as he returned the kiss. This
was different from Hex's collars and toys, though he couldn't explain why-
And couldn't really think hard enough to even attempt to puzzle it out. All
he knew was it was good, and his cock twitched in interest as he arched up
against Greg.
House was incredibly pleased by how Fin was reacting to this. He liked it, too. Especially when he wasn't in pain. And he felt powerful.
He moved his lips from Fin's mouth to his ear. "Don't think," he rasped. "Tell me what you want me to do to you." He pushed Fin's wrists into the mattress.
Gasping again, Fin struggled lightly against Greg's hold.
"I want... I want you to claim me. I want to be yours," he said without
thinking. "Teeth, and lips, and... Your cock inside me, stretching me,
filling me... I want to be consumed and taken- I want to be free of thought
or shame."
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"Whereas I do my best work when there's a connection," Fin smiled, stroking Greg's cheek.
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"I'm easy to enjoy, hard to love," Fin assured him. "I'm not worried, Greg. It's alright."
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Fin purred at the touch, tugging Greg down and kissing him slowly. This conversation was teetering on getting deeper than what felt safe.
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When the kiss broke he sighed and said, "Part of me wants to do this all night, just because I can..."
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"Well the night is all yours, we can do whatever you choose," Fin reminded him. "We're limited only by desire and imagination."
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"I understand if you don't want to tell me," said House softly, "but I'm very curious, what... you actually desire. What you want when it's about you."
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"I- You won't believe me, but what I enjoy most is helping others unlock their desires," Fin confessed. "It's what I crave most, sexually. From people exploring their sexuality to unlocking kinks and fetishes, I love nothing more. One client recently learned they love feet. It's been a joy exploring that together."
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Houe did believe him, though. "That almost makes me wish I had a kink."
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"Perhaps you haven't discovered it yet," Fin teased playfully. "There's so many. Perhaps you like wearing frilly undergarments, or the colour red on your lover's nails..."
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"Oh? That can be arranged," Fin grinned. "I can dress however you like next time we meet."
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"I'd like that," Fin said. "It would be nice to see you regularly."
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Fin felt something like guilt then. Because he did, truly, like Greg. It felt wrong in some ways to charge for their time. At the same time he was flattered, and certainly grateful. His work kept him on the ship.
Pushing those feelings away he leaned into the touch with a soft moan instead.
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"Yes," Fin said with a little gasp. Which was strange, he'd never had his own specific kinks or likes before. This was... New.
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"Yeah?" he murmured, and tugged a little harder on his hair. "If you like that, would... you like it if I held you down?" He slid his other hand to Fin's bicep and pinned to the bed.
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Fin blushed, for all he was eager to indulge others, he didn't tend to indulge himself. Not even when he was with Hex, if he was honest. His focus was always on his partner's pleasures.
His breath hitched, and he let out a quiet sound of pleasure.
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He moved his hand from Fin's hair and pinned both of his wrists above his head to the mattress, and kissed him hard.
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Fin made a small sound that faded to a moan as he returned the kiss. This was different from Hex's collars and toys, though he couldn't explain why- And couldn't really think hard enough to even attempt to puzzle it out. All he knew was it was good, and his cock twitched in interest as he arched up against Greg.
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He moved his lips from Fin's mouth to his ear. "Don't think," he rasped. "Tell me what you want me to do to you." He pushed Fin's wrists into the mattress.
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Gasping again, Fin struggled lightly against Greg's hold.
"I want... I want you to claim me. I want to be yours," he said without thinking. "Teeth, and lips, and... Your cock inside me, stretching me, filling me... I want to be consumed and taken- I want to be free of thought or shame."
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