[ One of the many good things about Junpei's physical response is it gives House more to hold on to. Hiding a smile at the noise Junpei makes, House flattens his hand against that curve of desire, mapping it out with thumb and fingertips. The downwards stroke almost ends up between Junpei's legs. Or it would, if the skirt wasn't in the way.
The thought of Quentin getting to enjoy the lingerie before he does itches at House, even though he's pretty sure it's entirely hypothetical. He speeds up the motions of his hand, pressing against the door and making it shift on its hinges, then, just when he judges Junpei is getting into it, he pulls back and steps away. His breathing is a little heavy and his own erection is outlined in his pants; his gaze is intense and hungry.
He rubs the back of his hand across his mouth and then points to the counter nearby, where they prepare various medications and treatments for their patients. ]
Take the dress off. Then put your hands on the counter.
[ This has gone far enough. Clearly it's time for a real test of Junpei's loyalty. ]
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The thought of Quentin getting to enjoy the lingerie before he does itches at House, even though he's pretty sure it's entirely hypothetical. He speeds up the motions of his hand, pressing against the door and making it shift on its hinges, then, just when he judges Junpei is getting into it, he pulls back and steps away. His breathing is a little heavy and his own erection is outlined in his pants; his gaze is intense and hungry.
He rubs the back of his hand across his mouth and then points to the counter nearby, where they prepare various medications and treatments for their patients. ]
Take the dress off. Then put your hands on the counter.
[ This has gone far enough. Clearly it's time for a real test of Junpei's loyalty. ]