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Fin grinned, then without any more hesitation took the doctor between his lips and began to suck.

He was good at it, and he wasn't shy about showing off as he took him deep and held his hips tightly.

House gasped, made a sound that was kind of like "nnnnggh" and slid a hand into Fin's hair because he was afraid that if he didn't brace himself he might fall over.

Fin sucked and bobbed eagerly, his gaze flickering up to watch House's face.

... oh yes, that was good. He hesitated to claim best he'd ever had because how good was his memory really, but certainly best that he could remember. And Angelique had been pretty damn good, though there was something about knowing how much Fin enjoyed it that really put it over the top.

His lips parted, eyes closed, expression blissed out, fingers tightening a little in his hair.

Fin knew what House wanted though, and he pulled away, making sure this lasted.

Licking the taste from his lips, he leaned back on the bed, putting himself on display and silently coaxing House closer.

House climbed onto the bed beside him, and drew a hand lightly down Fin's chest.

Part of him wanted to take his time, but another part of him was afraid that his leg might start hurting again any second.

"You asked me what I like, but you didn't tell me what you like," he said, voice quiet. Long fingers trailed down Fin's chest, between his legs, brushing his erection.

"I like... Everything," Fin admitted, his breath hitching slightly as House touched him. "You wont believe me, but it's true. I like almost everything. What I like most though, is... Being overpowered. Being fucked hard and wanted desperately.

House felt his chest tighten at that... but then he remembered.

"It's a good thing you made my leg stop hurting then," he said softly, and wrapped his fingers very lightly around Fin's cock. "Otherwise I don't think you would have enjoyed me very much."

"Bullshit," Fin purred, groaning at the touch and rolling his hips up. "I'd have enjoyed you no matter what."

"You want me to fuck you?" House said softly, and began to stroke Fin's cock, leaning over him a little, kissing his neck, inhaling his scent.

"Yes," Fin gasped. "I want you to fuck me," he begged, turning his head to try and catch Greg's lips with his own.

House kissed him back, hungry, full of desire. He wished he could take his time, but he didn't dare.

He broke the kiss so that he could reach over Fin to the bedside table, where he had a small bottle of lube that he sometimes used when masturbating. He was glad he had it at all. It wasn't like he'd needed it for sex lately. "On your stomach," he murmured, and kissed Fin's neck.

Fin obeyed without hesitation, settling in on his stomach and then pushing up slightly so his ass was in the air.

"... you have a fantastic ass," House praised sincerely, just looking down at him for a second.

He hadn't necessarily been planning on it, but... he hesitated, then put his hands on each cheek to spread them, and bent to lick a line between.

Fin hadn't expected it either, and he groaned deeply, his hips lifting slightly as he squirmed a little and let out a little gasp of pleasure.

"Fuck," he whispered.

The reaction was enough to spur House on. The truth was, he loved giving head to women - he was good at it (at least, he thought he was) and he loved the reactions it provoked. He wasn't very confident in his abilities when it came to sucking cock, but this seemed like a safer bet. He flattened his tongue and dragged it, then pushed it slightly inside him.

Fin groaned, clawing at the bed sheets and whimpering in pleasure.

"Oh god, please," he murmured, rutting against the bed slightly and letting out a groan.

Okay, this was even better than House thought. The sense of power it gave him felt incredible, not to mention just how hot it was.

He kept going, thinking how much he'd like to make Fin come like this... but no, he wanted more, and he was afraid of waiting too long. He pulled away only long enough to pour lube onto two fingers, and then he slide one inside him.

This part he was less confident about. So rather than stretching him, he went for something he did know - which was exactly where the prostate was.

"Oh god," Fin whimpered, his legs trembling slightly as he pushed up onto his knees.

"Is this good?" House murmured, and bent to kiss his back even as he pushed another finger inside him. "Is this right?"

"It- Yes, it's good. Very good," Fin babbled, his breath hitching slightly. "Please, Greg, don't stop. I want you."

"I'm going to fuck you now," House whispered, moaning a little against his back as he kissed his way up it, still fingering him. And with his other hand he just barely managed to stretch far enough to grope for a condom in the same drawer the lube had come out of.

"You don't need that," Fin murmured. "I don't object, if you want to use it, but I don't think I can- You know, catch anything, and the only thing I have in me is fae blood."

House hesitated, considering for a moment how it would feel, sliding into him, feeling it so close, coming inside him...

He shook himself out of it. He stroked his hand over Fin's back. "As much as I'd like that... let's wait until after I've had a better look at your physiology and bloodwork. I like you too much to suggest you go bareback with a man who's told you he sleeps with prostitutes."

"Keep talking about bloodwork an prostitutes, it's really working for me," Fin teased with a moan, squirming a little more and grinning to himself.

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