Wyn & Alwyn

[drfeelbad]

Honestly the data analysis that went into trying to gain insights about Wyn was one of the best intellectual challenges House had had in some time. The data from Alwyn was also enormously helpful, since he could use it as a control. Also the process of getting some of it was... a bonus.

Finally he thought he had a pretty reasonable theory. He didn't really want to wait until he ran into him again, so one day right after class he went to Wyn's room and knocked on the door.

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[sweet_alwyn]

Alwyn was purring louder now, hips rolling slightly as he panted and moaned. He did love having someone's full attention.

[drfeelbad]

The sounds he was making were so fucking hot. House wanted to make him come so badly. He kept going, crooking his finger inside him as he sucked.

[sweet_alwyn]

Alwyn didn't hold back, he could go all night, no trouble- The most warning he offered was a slight pull on Greg's hair before coming with a soft moan.

[drfeelbad]

House swallowed, and then pulled away. "You're right," he said. "You taste so good..." And he rose to kiss him fiercely.

[sweet_alwyn]

Alwyn smiled into the kiss, pulling him closer and moaning as he tasted himself on the other man's tongue.

[drfeelbad]

"Fuck, the sounds you make," House groaned when the kiss broke. "I could do that over and over."

[sweet_alwyn]

"I'd be thrilled. Your mouth is positively sinful," Alwyn grinned. "Though your jaw might suffer," he teased.

[drfeelbad]

"I just want to keep making you moan," House murmured, and kissed his neck. "Tell me something else you'd like."

[sweet_alwyn]

"I'd like to ride you, slowly, until you can't think anymore. Until that clever look in your eyes vanishes for a bit," Alwyn grinned, pushing his slightly sweat damp hair back and out of his face.

[drfeelbad]

House's expression noticeably softened before he kissed him again.

He was self conscious about the limitations his bad leg imposed on his sex life. He was willing to try anything - and sometimes did, even if it caused him pain. But he knew that it had to be at least part of Alwyn's thought process in suggesting this even if he hoped it was enjoyable as well.

"I love watching you," he said breathlessly. "You're so fucking beautiful when you ride me. Let's go to the bed."

[sweet_alwyn]

"Can't think of anywhere I'd rather be," Alwyn grinned, letting Greg lead them to the bedroom.

[drfeelbad]

House was already pulling down his pants when they got to the bed. "Every time I'm with you I think I must be dreaming."

[sweet_alwyn]

"Maybe you are. Maybe I'm just an odd little daydream. I'd be alright with that, I think. Living in some cozy part of your head," Alwyn said as he gently pushed Greg onto the bed and moved to climb atop him.