Nyx

[drfeelbad]

House was having a rough day. Not only had one of the poison antidotes he'd been working on turned out to be a dismal failure this morning (just ask the dead squirrel he'd been using as a test subject), but also his leg fucking hurt.

He was considering going to Hannibal's. A massage and an orgasm might do him wonders. But first he decided he just needed a decent meal and a drink. A drink or five. So he went to Hex's inn and sat at the bar, digging into a meat pie while a glass with two fingers of whiskey in it sat beside him.

His cane was leaning against the bar beside him, but someone bumped it and it clattered to the floor loudly. He sighed and started to bend over to pick it up.

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[prince_of_nymphs]

"Oh," Nyx said, not sure what to say to that. "I suppose that's good for your wallet, yes? And it sounds as though you have found good company there," he smiled, always wanting to try and be positive.

[drfeelbad]

"Well I suppose you wouldn't judge me for it," House said after a moment.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Nyx shrugged one shoulder.

"We all have needs. When I still lived at the palace I had to take all my lovers in secret. Nymphs are sexual beings, but royals are expected to only lay with those their parents or elders deam worthy. So when I wished to share myself, it was usually in secret. It's nice you can just seek companionship without shame."

[drfeelbad]

"I care very little what other people think of me," House said. "And... yes, we all have needs." Paused. "I'm glad yours are being met now." Might as well say something nice.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I must admit, it's been nice living so free," Nyx replied cheerfully. "It's strange the things you didn't fully know you were missing until they are right in front of you."