"If there was a button that killed everyone I hated, I probably wouldn't press it ... but if there was a button that killed everyone who hated me, I'd press it without hesitation."
Then I'll have to make sure the experience is truly notable.
[ House rotates his hand so he can curve his palm against Junpei's ass as he pushes his finger into the tight slick grip of his hole. The combination of being clothed, of Junpei's lingerie rustling against his skin, of being buried in him up to the second knuckle in the clinic of all places -- it's all exciting. Those sweet little hitches in Junpei's breathing make it even better.
Gauging the extent of his own impatience, House starts working his finger in and out, pressing against the tense rings of muscle. His own breathing is getting a little unsteady as he's reminded of how hot Junpei is inside. ]
I hope they know what they're getting. [ He leans down a bit so he can murmur the words right beside Junpei's ear, his voice a low rumble of sound. ] A naughty slut who fucks men when he should be working. A dirty girl.
[ There had been some part of Junpei that had told himself getting so turned on over being called a slut at the toga party was merely another side effect of the booze and the aphrodisiacs.
The surge of arousal that throbs through him straight down to his balls when House combines it with continuing to call him a girl proves that part is kidding itself. There’s a noticeable fluttering of his asshole at the same time that the doctor will be able to feel with his probing fingers. ]
And who was it that made me a slut?
[ Delivered on the cusp of a needy whine, voice rough and straining. Hips buck to get those fingers a little deeper, desperate to be stretched out more, to encourage House to keep going. ]
Who was it that flipped that switch? Who pulled me into all this debauchery? Don’t act like you’re not proud of your work, sensei.
Oh, I'm very proud of my work. You've improved.. so much.
[ Since he's asking for it so nicely, House gives Junpei what he wants and pushes in deeper, adds another finger, working them in and out in languid movements until his own impatience starts to win out over his desire to tease his young ward. He withdraws his fingers, fumbles for a moment at his fly, then his hand is replaced by his hard cock. ]
I'm so proud of you. [ He strokes the head of his dick up between Junpei's cheeks, one last tease, before lining himself up. Starts easing in with a low groan. ] Taking it.. like a champ..
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[ House rotates his hand so he can curve his palm against Junpei's ass as he pushes his finger into the tight slick grip of his hole. The combination of being clothed, of Junpei's lingerie rustling against his skin, of being buried in him up to the second knuckle in the clinic of all places -- it's all exciting. Those sweet little hitches in Junpei's breathing make it even better.
Gauging the extent of his own impatience, House starts working his finger in and out, pressing against the tense rings of muscle. His own breathing is getting a little unsteady as he's reminded of how hot Junpei is inside. ]
I hope they know what they're getting. [ He leans down a bit so he can murmur the words right beside Junpei's ear, his voice a low rumble of sound. ] A naughty slut who fucks men when he should be working. A dirty girl.
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The surge of arousal that throbs through him straight down to his balls when House combines it with continuing to call him a girl proves that part is kidding itself. There’s a noticeable fluttering of his asshole at the same time that the doctor will be able to feel with his probing fingers. ]
And who was it that made me a slut?
[ Delivered on the cusp of a needy whine, voice rough and straining. Hips buck to get those fingers a little deeper, desperate to be stretched out more, to encourage House to keep going. ]
Who was it that flipped that switch? Who pulled me into all this debauchery? Don’t act like you’re not proud of your work, sensei.
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[ Since he's asking for it so nicely, House gives Junpei what he wants and pushes in deeper, adds another finger, working them in and out in languid movements until his own impatience starts to win out over his desire to tease his young ward. He withdraws his fingers, fumbles for a moment at his fly, then his hand is replaced by his hard cock. ]
I'm so proud of you. [ He strokes the head of his dick up between Junpei's cheeks, one last tease, before lining himself up. Starts easing in with a low groan. ] Taking it.. like a champ..