Even though he'd already come, Foreman felt a twinge of excitement in the pit of his stomach as he watched House. It was exactly what he wanted to see, House moving helplessly under him, his face contorting as he struggled to lift his hips up, pushing his dick into Foreman's hand. Foreman was damn glad that he wasn't the desperate one now, because if he'd still been waiting, impatient, he doubted he could have held back exactly what he was thinking. How hot House looked, how much Foreman wanted to watch him. It didn't have anything to do with conventional attractiveness. It was how House changed when Foreman touched him, how expressive his face was, probably far more than House knew. He might not be begging out loud, but every twitch of his body and his unfocused, vulnerable expression both said more than enough. That Foreman was doing something for him no one else could--not in this moment, anyway; Foreman doubted House was thinking of anything except him, and his hand still palming House's dick slowly and firmly.
When House pulled him in to kiss him again, Foreman went eagerly, kissing House hard. House's hand clamped down on the back of his neck, warm and immediate. Foreman let House hold him however he liked, meeting House's tongue and pushing back just as hard, catching his lip and sucking on it. He was breathing quickly, sucking in House's air and then returning it to him. He finally reached up to pull House's hand away and broke the kiss.
"I'll take that as a yes," he said with a smirk, ramping up the smugness in his voice. House was obviously doing the best he could to stay silent, but Foreman didn't care. He still had plenty of time to hear what he wanted. He rolled away for a moment, long enough to fumble open the drawer of the bedside table and grab the lube. If they did keep this up, he was going to need to buy more. Foreman shook his head at himself--no stupid assumptions--and opened the bottle, spreading a handful over his fingers even as he shifted down the bed, where he could prop himself against House's left leg. He closed the lube, letting it fall between House's legs before looking up the length of his body and enjoying the view. "I should probably make you wait," he said, with a hint of sarcasm, even though he didn't intend to mess around as much as it had felt like House had with him. He held the base of House's erection in his lubed hand and lifted him to his mouth. He let his lips close around House's dick slowly, creating suction and tonguing the warm, firm head.
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Date: 2008-12-16 11:52 pm (UTC)When House pulled him in to kiss him again, Foreman went eagerly, kissing House hard. House's hand clamped down on the back of his neck, warm and immediate. Foreman let House hold him however he liked, meeting House's tongue and pushing back just as hard, catching his lip and sucking on it. He was breathing quickly, sucking in House's air and then returning it to him. He finally reached up to pull House's hand away and broke the kiss.
"I'll take that as a yes," he said with a smirk, ramping up the smugness in his voice. House was obviously doing the best he could to stay silent, but Foreman didn't care. He still had plenty of time to hear what he wanted. He rolled away for a moment, long enough to fumble open the drawer of the bedside table and grab the lube. If they did keep this up, he was going to need to buy more. Foreman shook his head at himself--no stupid assumptions--and opened the bottle, spreading a handful over his fingers even as he shifted down the bed, where he could prop himself against House's left leg. He closed the lube, letting it fall between House's legs before looking up the length of his body and enjoying the view. "I should probably make you wait," he said, with a hint of sarcasm, even though he didn't intend to mess around as much as it had felt like House had with him. He held the base of House's erection in his lubed hand and lifted him to his mouth. He let his lips close around House's dick slowly, creating suction and tonguing the warm, firm head.