corbin

[drfeelbad]

House had a feeling that this was going to end badly, but he couldn't bring himself to care. He'd enjoy it while he could, and that meant he wanted Corbin to enjoy it, too.

He got a room at a swanky hotel and checked in a little early. Made some preparations, and then texted Corbin the address and room number. He felt a little silly doing all this. Though as long as Corbin didn't think so, it would hopefully be well worth the effort.

In terms of his appearance though, House looked the same as always. Freshly showered, and he was wearing his favorite tshirt, but he had no desire to be someone he wasn't.

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[prince_of_nymphs]

Corbin protested the loss of contact, but got to his feet to slowly strip down. He wasn't shy, putting on a show as he peeled off each remaining item of clothing, until finally he was standing completely bare before the other man.

[drfeelbad]

"You're so fucking beautiful," said House. "And you'll look even more beautiful sucking my cock."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Corbin slunk closer, dropping to his knees in front of the other man.

His hands rested on Greg's knees, then moved higher as he held the other man's gaze.

[drfeelbad]

"Corbin," breathed House as he looked down at him, and slid his fingers reverently into his hair.

He liked him. Goddamnit.

... he was so fucked. So fucked.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Corbin leaned into the touch, then leaned forward to lick a long slow line up the underside of the other man's cock.

"Want you," he said softly.

[drfeelbad]

"Yeah?" House murmured, still stroking his hair. "Tell me what you want."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Right now I just want to taste you," Corbin said, his tongue flicking out again. "I want to make you moan. I want to know that you need me. That you'd do anything to have me..."

[drfeelbad]

"I could tell you how much this hotel room cost," House teased, because he couldn't tell him the truth, which was, yes. Yes he would.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Corbin laughed softly at that, his smile warm as he rested his head briefly against Greg's thigh.

"You're funny," he said. "I like that about you, you know? You've got a quick wit. It's more charming than I think you realize."

[drfeelbad]

"That's convenient, because I love the way you laugh," murmured House. "It lights up your whole face... gorgeous."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Mmm, and you're a charmer too when you want to be," Corbin grinned, taking Greg in hand once again as he leaned in just close enough that the other man's cock brushed against his lips as he stroked.

[drfeelbad]

House's fingers had been stroking Corbin's hair this whole time, and now he tightened his fingers in his hair. "I need you," he gasped. "I fucking need you."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Corbin let out a soft whimper, but only continued to tease the man, stroking him slowly, and occasionally lapping at the very tip of his cock.

"You need me?" he asked. "You really need me, Greg?"

[drfeelbad]

House let out a frustrated groan, and then reached down and grabbed Corbin. With surprising strength, he hauled him up onto the bed and then kissed him fiercely. When it broke he rasped, "Do you want to know how much I need you? How much I think about you? Fantasize about you? Dream about you?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Yes," Corbin gasped, pulling Greg into another kiss. "I want to hear it all. Every fantasy, every desire."

[drfeelbad]

House groaned again as he spread Corbin's legs and teased his entrance with one finger.

"Corbin," he murmured, "I can't stop thinking about you. You're the fucking star in all my fantasies these days. I jerk off thinking about you. And worse, I miss you when you're not there."

It was all true. And he was so fucked.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I'm here now," Corbin gasped, holding onto Greg's shoulders tightly. "I'm here, and I want you. Fuck, Greg, I need you."

[drfeelbad]

House had stashed lube on the bedside table before Corbin arrived, and it wasn't long before he was pushing two slick fingers inside him.

"Do you ever think about me?" he asked, sounding almost... hopeful.

[prince_of_nymphs]

*I do," Corbin moaned, his breath hitching slightly as he spoke. "I dream about you sometimes," he confessed.

[drfeelbad]

House believed him, and god, that was hot. "Tell me what you dream about," he demanded quietly as he fucked him with his fingers.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Once we were in your office, the door wasn't even locked. ...We were on your desk-"

Corbin whispered pure filth into the other man's ear, taking him in hand again, stroking House in time with each thrust of his fingers. Between them, his own cock stood erect and wanting.

[drfeelbad]

It was taking some incredible willpower for House not to come.

His breath came more labored as Corbin spoke; he was clearly very, very into this. "The door was unlocked?" he murmured as he stretched Corbin with his fingers. "But what if someone came in and saw me fucking you? How hungry you are for my cock?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I'm starving for it," Corbin panted. "Please, Greg- Please, I want you. I need you," he said, begging shamelessly.

[drfeelbad]

God that was beautiful. And it was real, too.

"You need me?" House murmured, pulling out his fingers and kissing his neck.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Like air," Corbin insisted, turning his head to try and catch Greg's lips with his own.