"Oh?" Nyx asked, slipping his hand under the band of Greg's briefs so he could stroke him. "Should I beg, lover? Tell you I need your cock?"

His hand moved slowly, thumb gliding over the tip of the other man's erection.

"Please," he whispered, speaking right in Greg's ear. "I need it. I need it in me. I need to feel you, I need you to fuck me like you can't go another moment without me..."

As he stroked him, he rutted against House's good thigh, letting him feel how hard he was.