House

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"You're the only person I know who could move to LA and somehow get paler," Olivia said.

She'd been perched on the counter beside him while he scrubbed off his makeup. Some of the crew didn't seem to like her, but truthfully, Nyx thought she was alright. Maybe a bit attention seeking, but who wasn't in this industry?

"What can I say, I'm a vampire," Nyx joked, drying his face.

"Yeah? Didn't know vampires bruised so easily," she said, pointing at a rather nasty one that was starting to bloom on his arm.

Nyx hadn't even noticed it, and frowned as he gave it a closer look. "I must have whacked my arm off something earlier," he said with a yawn.

"Are you sleeping at all?" she asked. "Jesus, Nyx, you seem permanently exhausted."

Nyx shook his head though, rubbing his arm a bit and then shrugging. "I swear, lately all I do is sleep. It's become my favorite pastime."

Olivia clicked her tongue thoughtfully, then pushed away whatever she'd been thinking with a laugh and a smile. "Yeah, well, if you're sick, keep it to yourself. I'm hosting a charity thing this weekend. Don't need your germs, thanks."

"I'm hurt," Nyx said, pretending to pout. "Thought we shared everything, Liv," he teased, leaning over and pretending to try and steal a kiss.

Olivia shrieked out a laugh, pushing him away and nearly falling into the sink. "Dickhead," she snorted, still laughing as she fixed her hair.

"Your dickhead though," Nyx grinned, walking away as she laughed again and flipped him off. On the way out the door he nearly walked right into House- Who was either on his way in, or on his way past. Nyx couldn't really tell. "Alright, Greg?" he asked.

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"So tell me what you want most, right now," Nyx said, before ducking his head a little to give Greg's neck a gentle nip.

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House groaned. "I... fuck, sorry, I'm having a little trouble thinking straight." And he really was.

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"Yeah? A bit distracted?" Nyx teased.

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"Yeah..." House breathed.

He wet his lips, hesitated. "I mean would you... want to fuck me?"

It had been ages. And he could probably count the number of times on one hand. But Nyx was also the first person he'd even consider trusting with that, in quite a while.

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"If it would get you off, sure. That's all I want right now- I want to get you off, Greg," Nyx said honestly.

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"You know I want to get you off, too," House said, between deep breaths. "I really do, Nyx. I dream about it."

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"Same," Nyx purred, nuzzling at the shell of his ear. "I've gotten off more than once, remembering you deep inside me, your hands on me, stubble against my cheek as you speak right in my ear..."

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"Yeah, you like that?" House murmured, eyes slipping closed. "My voice, my stubble? And my cock. Mmmmmm. Would you beg for it? That might get me off, too...."

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"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.

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House moaned. And thoughts of Nyx fucking him were completely out of his head.

"I can't," he breathed. "I can't go another fucking moment." And then he was yanking down his pants and underwear at the same time he was groping in his pocket for where he kept a condom in his wallet.

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Nyx didn't move though, making a nuisance of himself as he kissed his way down Greg's chest and then back up to his throat.

"I love the taste of your skin," he murmured.

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House put his hands on Nyx's waist, and lifted him easily, putting him back down on the bed on his back. "I love the way you taste, too," he murmured, and then he moved down his body, spread his legs, and began to lick him open.

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"Fuck," Nyx gasped, stretching out on the bed and letting out a low moan of pleasure.

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Music to House's ears. He kept going, fucking him with his tongue, and then eventually adding a finger to stretch him.

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It never took much to get Nyx wound up, and he was already panting and needy by the time House added a finger.

"Need you," he moaned. "I need you, Greg."

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House had pulled two things out of his jeans pocket. His wallet, with the condom, and the bottle of Vicodin.

Two fingers of one hand still inside him, he popped open the bottle with the other and swallowed two pills, then ripped open the condom with his teeth. "Music to my ears," he rasped.

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Nyx heard the pills, but didn't say anything. He couldn't have even if he'd wanted to, he was consumed by pleasure and the promise of more.

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House moved to brace himself above Nyx, and slipped the condom on. There was a reason that sex usually involved the other person riding him; it was easier on his leg. But fuck it, he wanted this. He needed it.

He spread Nyx's legs, and looked down at him as he pushed inside him.

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There was a moment where nyx looked unsure, worried that Greg would hurt himself, but then the other man was inside him, and it was hard to think at all.

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House groaned, thrust a few times, and then kissed him hungrily.

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Nyx took himself in hand, pulling himself off in time with House's thrusts, holding his gaze the whole time- Or at least until he pulled him down for another kiss.

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House watched Nyx the whole time, and the expression on House’s face was one of pure desire mixed with… well. Adoration, frankly.

“Fuck, Nyx….” he moaned, and it really was perfect except how his leg was aching.

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Nyx was so close, so close. He barely had a chance to gasp out a warning before he was coming with a sharp cry of pleasure. His fingers digging into the other man's shoulders.

"Greg," he moaned, the other man's name lingering on his lips.

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House groaned at the sensation, and within a few thrusts he was coming as well.

He wanted to stay there on top of him, but he couldn’t stop himself from crumpling onto rhe bed beside him with a wince as soon as he pulled out. Though he slid an arm around Nyx anyway.

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It took Nyx a moment to catch his breath, curling up closer and holding Greg.

"Alright?" he asked softly, his concern genuine.