Jimmy
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Category:
G through L › House
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
3,758
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own House, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Two
TITLE: Jimmy
AUTHOR: Banryu942
SUMMARY: Can Wilson and House be together? Or will the others just ruin it?
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own anything so stop asking already. I would also like to thank my beta Kayos209. Check out her work at fanfiction.net.
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“What?” thought Wilson out loud. He allowed himself to be dragged into the bathroom. Turning on the hot water, House then began to take his shirt off. His pants and boxers soon followed.
Turning around, he said smirking, “Can you undress yourself, or do you want some help?”
“I think I can handle taking my boxers off, thank you,” said a disgruntled Wilson.
“You sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure I can take them off by myself, House.”
“Well, I’m waiting, Jimmy.”
Blushing slightly, Wilson mumbled, “Well, you might have to wait a bit longer.” Walking towards Wilson, House slowly reached for Wilson’s boxers, as if in a daze. Once he reached them, he traced his fingers along the elastic, before slipping his hand inside.
“I’m not that patient,” House stated before sliding one of his fingers into Wilson’s entrance. Gasping from the pain, Wilson backed away from House – only to be backed up into the wall. Sliding a second finger in, House started to get rough. Kissing Wilson, House shoved his third finger in and out in scissoring motions.
“Ahh,” Wilson whined. “House,” he moaned. Grabbing Wilson in his arms, he pulled them into the running shower and closed the door. Grinding his arousal against Wilson’s, he started to grow hard. Pressing Wilson tightly against the glass door, he slid into him.
Wincing slightly, House said,” Wilson, you’re so,” he paused, panting, “tight.” Groaning, Wilson grabbed a fistful of the older man’s hair and brought House’s face up to his own. Eyes nonplussed, Wilson kissed the other man’s neck, biting and sucking, drawing loud moans from House. Grinning, Wilson slid his leg in between House’s and slid it up and down at an agonizingly slow pace. Growling, House rammed into Wilson. Placing his hands on Wilson’s hips, House kissed down Wilson’s chest. Stopping at his right nipple, he took it into his mouth and ran his tongue over it. After biting down on it, earning a small moan from Wilson, House gave the other one the same treatment. Sliding his tongue down Wilson’s stomach, he stopped at his belly button. Flicking his tongue into it, his spit filled it full and he ran his tongue further down.
House’s mouth enveloped the younger man’s length. Wilson moaned as he felt a tongue being prodded into his tight entrance. House flicked his tongue into it, earning a satisfied groan from Wilson. Knees feeling weak, Wilson slid down the door onto the tile. Exhausted, they leaned into the warmth of the other’s body and sighed, content. As Wilson’s hands ran rhythmic strokes through his love’s hair, their breathing slowed and they slowly drift into unconsciousness, lying in each other’s arms.
AUTHOR: Banryu942
SUMMARY: Can Wilson and House be together? Or will the others just ruin it?
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own anything so stop asking already. I would also like to thank my beta Kayos209. Check out her work at fanfiction.net.
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“What?” thought Wilson out loud. He allowed himself to be dragged into the bathroom. Turning on the hot water, House then began to take his shirt off. His pants and boxers soon followed.
Turning around, he said smirking, “Can you undress yourself, or do you want some help?”
“I think I can handle taking my boxers off, thank you,” said a disgruntled Wilson.
“You sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure I can take them off by myself, House.”
“Well, I’m waiting, Jimmy.”
Blushing slightly, Wilson mumbled, “Well, you might have to wait a bit longer.” Walking towards Wilson, House slowly reached for Wilson’s boxers, as if in a daze. Once he reached them, he traced his fingers along the elastic, before slipping his hand inside.
“I’m not that patient,” House stated before sliding one of his fingers into Wilson’s entrance. Gasping from the pain, Wilson backed away from House – only to be backed up into the wall. Sliding a second finger in, House started to get rough. Kissing Wilson, House shoved his third finger in and out in scissoring motions.
“Ahh,” Wilson whined. “House,” he moaned. Grabbing Wilson in his arms, he pulled them into the running shower and closed the door. Grinding his arousal against Wilson’s, he started to grow hard. Pressing Wilson tightly against the glass door, he slid into him.
Wincing slightly, House said,” Wilson, you’re so,” he paused, panting, “tight.” Groaning, Wilson grabbed a fistful of the older man’s hair and brought House’s face up to his own. Eyes nonplussed, Wilson kissed the other man’s neck, biting and sucking, drawing loud moans from House. Grinning, Wilson slid his leg in between House’s and slid it up and down at an agonizingly slow pace. Growling, House rammed into Wilson. Placing his hands on Wilson’s hips, House kissed down Wilson’s chest. Stopping at his right nipple, he took it into his mouth and ran his tongue over it. After biting down on it, earning a small moan from Wilson, House gave the other one the same treatment. Sliding his tongue down Wilson’s stomach, he stopped at his belly button. Flicking his tongue into it, his spit filled it full and he ran his tongue further down.
House’s mouth enveloped the younger man’s length. Wilson moaned as he felt a tongue being prodded into his tight entrance. House flicked his tongue into it, earning a satisfied groan from Wilson. Knees feeling weak, Wilson slid down the door onto the tile. Exhausted, they leaned into the warmth of the other’s body and sighed, content. As Wilson’s hands ran rhythmic strokes through his love’s hair, their breathing slowed and they slowly drift into unconsciousness, lying in each other’s arms.