Wyn

[drfeelbad]

"Wyn?" House stopped him in the hallway. "You have a minute?"

Part of him wanted to wait until he had more answers to talk to Wyn about the tests he'd been doing, but hee probably deserved to stay informed.

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[prince_of_nymphs]

Wyn was doing better, he wasn't limping anymore, and he seemed a little more like himself. Though he was still quieter than he'd been before, still tensed when people got too close- Still flinched sometimes when he felt cornered.

"Of course," he said, his body slowly relaxing as he offered a faint smile.

[drfeelbad]

"I've been doing a lot of tests," House said. "On the blood you've been giving me. Also blood from your brother, and a full-blooded female nymph." He led them into his office and closed the door.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"...My brother and kin?" Wyn asked, following along and taking a seat. "And, um- What have you found?"

[drfeelbad]

"I've been trying to figure out what might be making your pheromones go out of wack, by comparing you to the others," said House. "But I haven't been able to yet." He sat in the chair across from him. "The other thing is, I have a theory about why you're getting sick. I've been able to isolate the type of energy that it seems you absorb through ah, intimacy. I need to do some measurements, figure out how much you can get from individuals and how much you need."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Wyn glanced away, looking uncomfortable.

"John- Um, Professor Constantine keeps telling me nymphs can't survive with only one lover, but I- I might have found a work around?" he admitted. "Would knowing about that help your research?"

[drfeelbad]

"Oh did you call the escort service?" House asked curiously.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"No, um, I have someone I see once a week. There's no sex, but he's a bit rough, and he offers me some pleasure, and that seems to help. I possibly need a little more affection as well, but... It's helping a lot," Wyn said awkwardly.

[drfeelbad]

"Oh," said House, looking very slightly uncomfortable. "Well. In that case I can stop looking into this if you prefer. If it's working."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"No- No, I'd like to know more," Wyn insisted. "That is, if you really don't mind working on this."

[drfeelbad]

"No, I can keep going," House said. "I just need to figure out how to take measurements. Perhaps I could work out a spell where you can do it yourself."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Alright," Wyn agreed, a hint of real affection in his smile.

[drfeelbad]

"I've been working on something," House said, and got to his feet. He went over to his workstation, and then brought back over a dish with what looked ilke a small piece of paper floating in it. "Take your shirt off," he said.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Wyn couldn't help but offer a cheeky smile at that, pulling his shirt up and off over his head.

[drfeelbad]

House picked up the piece of round thing, which was thin and sticky on one side, and pressed it above Wyn's heart, smoothing it down with his hand.

Then he snapped his fingers in front of it, and then murmured an incantation. After a moment, a series of lines appeared on the patch, lookng like data.

"Baseline reading," he said. "A few vitals and measurements."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Clever," Wyn noted, watching the spell work.

[drfeelbad]

"Mmhmm," House said. "Though to know if it's working I need to see readings from... you know. Maybe you could run off and snog someone and come back?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Wouldn't it be easier if you just kissed me?" Wyn pointed out.

[drfeelbad]

Yes. Yes, it would.

"I thought it would be inappropriate for me to suggest that," House said, clearing his throat.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Why? It's for science," Wyn shrugged, giggling just a little. "The only fun part, probably."

[drfeelbad]

House thought of Alwyn... well, propositioning him. Sort of. And it was inappropriate. Even though House knew that most of the faculty didn't care, and a significant amount did the same thing. Including, he had an inkling, the new headmaster. But strangely enough, another thought he'd had was - would Wyn care? Which was ridiculous, because why would he. And it was also ridiculous that Alwyn would want -

"Why ah, why don't we stand," he said, because he couldn't imagine a non-awkward way to kiss sitting in these chairs. Unless Wyn climbed onto his lap. Which... well. House to to his feet.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Wyn nodded, then stood. He was a petite little thing, much shorter than his brother, narrowly built and noticeably underweight.

"You look nervous," he noted. "If you're uncomfortable, we don't have to. I don't mind finding Hex..."

[drfeelbad]

House kissed him, before he finished the sentence, and before House lost his nerve.

It was for science, he told himself. It had to be real or it wouldn't work. He put a hand at the back of Wyn's head, fingers curling into his hair, and really kissed him.

For science.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Wyn gasped into the kiss, pulse fluttering a little as he leaned in to return it properly.

You know, for science.

[drfeelbad]

House knew he should stop. That was enough, right? Once he heard that little gasp. But when he heard the little gasp it also made him want to deepen the kiss, to bring a hand to Wyn's face to stroke his cheek. And he made a little growling sound of pleasure in the back of his throat.

[prince_of_nymphs]

It was nice, the way House touched him, the sounds he made, the slight scratch of stubble- Guilt hit swiftly and suddenly, and Wyn looked embarrassed as he drew away.