House

Apr. 11th, 2025 08:43 am
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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.

Date: 2025-04-12 10:48 pm (UTC)
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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."

Date: 2025-04-12 11:04 pm (UTC)
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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...."

Date: 2025-04-12 11:40 pm (UTC)
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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.

Date: 2025-04-12 11:57 pm (UTC)
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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.

Date: 2025-04-13 12:04 am (UTC)
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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.

Date: 2025-04-13 12:08 am (UTC)
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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.

Date: 2025-04-13 12:17 am (UTC)
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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.

Date: 2025-04-13 01:04 am (UTC)
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House groaned, thrust a few times, and then kissed him hungrily.

Date: 2025-04-13 01:30 am (UTC)
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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.

Date: 2025-04-13 01:43 am (UTC)
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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.

Date: 2025-04-13 01:58 am (UTC)
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“Worth it,” House mumbled, trying but at least partly failing to hide that he was indeed in some pain.

Date: 2025-04-13 02:09 am (UTC)
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House looked a little embarrassed. “You don’t have to do that, I mean… well fuck. Sorry, Nyx that really was amazing. You deserve some post coital bliss.”

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