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Fin

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When Fin opened his eyes again, House felt for the second time the feeling of the absence of pain. It was intoxicating. So much better than whiskey. Better even than Vicodin.

He grabbed the back of Fin's neck and pulled him in for another kiss, and then hauled the young man onto his lap, hearing piano keys sound as his back hit them.

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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.

"Had to talk myself out of it," House murmured. He just couldn't get over the way that Fin moved, the little sounds he made. Every squirm went straight to House's cock.

He slid on the condom with slightly shaking hands, spread lube over it, kissed the back of Fin's neck. "You good?" He put a hand on Fin's hip, pulling his ass up a little more.

"I'm good," Fin assured him, rocking back slightly in offering. "I want you. I'm ready," he purred, his voice a soft rumble of a sound.

House hadn't had sex in any position other than on his back since before the ketamine wore off and his pain returned.

Please please please let Fin's magic or whatever last through this.

He pushed the head of his cock against him, felt it start to push inside. Made a soft, strangled sound of pleasure as he pushed inside him.

Fin pushed back into it, groaning softly and closing his eyes.

"Oh god," he moaned, rocking back harder. "Your cock feels amazing."

As many times as House had heard some variation on exactly that, it felt very different to be pretty sure that he meant it.

"Oh fuck," he gasped, as finally he was buried inside him... and then began to thrust... He groaned in pure pleasure as if he'd never felt something so amazing in his entire life.

Fin couldn't put his finger on why, but there was something in House's voice that made his magic sing. It was always pleased in moments of passion, but he could tell it really liked this. It liked how much House was enjoying it. Like it knew this was different for him.

That only made Fin moan louder, the magic intensifying his own pleasure.

House started to thrust harder... and then harder still. Faster. It wasn't even necessarily because Fin had told him how he liked it. It was because he hadn't been able to fuck like this for so long, not without pain, and it made him want to go. To do it as hard and as good as he could because it felt so good.

Groaning, Fin sat up as he continued to move with House, reaching back to hold onto him.

"Fuck," he panted. "You are... You feel so good."

"You... you do too, so good..." House reached up to tangle the fingers of one hand into Fin's hair as he kept fucking him, even harder now.

Whimpering softly, Fin held House's hip tightly with one hand, and began to stroke himself with the other.

"I'm so close," he babbled. "I'm... I'm so close. I want to- I'm going to come..."

His hand moved faster and faster, and he didn't bother trying to control himself as he came hard, spilling over his own fist and clenching tightly around House's cock.

It was so sudden that it surprised House a little, and a flicker of feeling bad over forgetting to touch Fin subsided in favor of the intense pleasure that came from the physical pleasure over it. "Oh fuck yes," he gasped, eyes squeezing shut as he thrust hard into the young man, thrust into the way he milked his cock, and it was all he needed. He came with a loud groan, fingers bruising into Fin's hips.

House coming and the little edge of pain made his magic light up, offering another ripple of pleasure that drew a final groan from him.

"Fuck," he moaned, turning his head slightly to try and kiss the other man.

House stretched to catch his mouth in a kiss. He felt a little dazed, both because it had been so good and also because it seemed like it had been good for Fin, too.

When the kiss broke, he let out a little sigh and very carefully pulled out of him, disposing of the condom in a trashcan by the bed.

Blissed out and grinning, Fin flopped onto the bed and wiggled around, making himself at home.

"That was wonderful," he said, stretching a bit- And then starting to purr softly, much like a cat.

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