Moonshine [Wilson, House]

[dr_robchase]

It didn't take long or much, but he eventually wound up with two of Jay's jugs of moonshine. He'd make it up to Jay later, he theorized to himself, after all, House asked and Chase really didn't take to refusing House's requests very often. He carried them on both thumbs, heading back down to the lab where he'd left Wilson and House last.

He made sure no one caught him along the way, that would have been bad enough, and lifted the bottles as he arrived. "Success," he announced, handing one to Wilson and one to House.

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[misanthrope_md]

That was really all the encouragement House needed. In one clean movement, he thrust forward into Chase, his eyes widening and a half-gasp half-moan escaped his lips. After a moment of shock at how good it felt, he started to thrust, carefully leaning on the wall in front and on the ball of the foot of his good leg jutted out behind him.

[dr-wonderboy.livejournal.com]

Wilson shifted a little on his feet. He could easily let himself go right away. All the visual stimulation, and his cock was so hard and so sensitive at the moment. It wouldn't take much.

[dr_robchase]

Chase rocked and thrust back against every one of House's thrust, moaning desperately, like he couldn't contain it. He raised one hand to cup House's face to kiss him, the other lowering to stroke himself.

[misanthrope_md]

"Fuck, Ch - Rob..." House gasped, and started thrusting a little faster, shifting his weight. He knew he was close, wasn't sure how long he could last. The kiss became almost violent, and he tugged Chase's lower lip between his teeth. After another moment, he shoved his free hand between them and replaced Chase's hand with his own to begin pulling off the other man.

[dr_robchase]

Chase's breaths were ragged, but he felt like he could barely hear them. It was like he was floating above his body, watching everything. How many drinks did I have? his conscious mind wondered and he pushed back, never faltering.

"Greg," he murmured softly, climaxing with a loud, broken cry.

[misanthrope_md]

House gasped loudly and thrust one, two, three more times before the gasp segued into a groan and he came, his lips crushed against Chase's.

He then immediately collapsed onto the bed beside Chase, breathing heavily.

[dr_robchase]

Chase stared up at the ceiling, his whole body shaking with each breath that he took. "God," he mumbled in a low voice. "Okay, well, wow."

[dr-wonderboy.livejournal.com]

At the end of the bed, Wilson was lost in his own orgasm, riding the waves of it a moment before he dropped onto the matress with a deep sigh. "Wow," he echoed Cahse's final word.

[misanthrope_md]

House took a deep breath, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment, and then opened them again, looking a little dazed. "Right," he murmured, "Wow."

He suddenly really wanted to sleep. He wasn't sure if he was about to pass out from the alcohol, or if he just really didn't want to think about what had just happened.

[dr_robchase]

Chase just grunted quietly, his eyes already closed. He already knew that he would be panicky and though it was good, would likely have a fit the next morning.

For now though...wait, was he supposed to move, he should. Chase shifted slightly, sitting up hazily on the bed and grasping for his boxers. "Wilson," he mumbled. "You..." he nodded to House, to gesture that he should sleep where Chase had been.

[dr-wonderboy.livejournal.com]

Wilson nodded. He would have preferred the three of them just dog pile on the bed, but he knew that wasn't going to happen. He waited for Chase to move before crawling up on the bed and moving to kiss House.

[misanthrope_md]

House didn't move for a moment, simply allowing the kiss, but once Wilson had settled beside him, he put an arm around him and pulled him close. He just held him, wanting to feel the closeness.

His eyes dropped closed.

[dr_robchase]

Chase grabbed a pillow from the spare bed, stretching out on the ground, the drowsy feeling already overtaking him. He yanked on his t-shirt to avoid being cold in just his boxers and turned away from the bed.

"Thanks," he mumbled aloud.