[It's getting harder to focus with her riding him, but House heard a challenge in there.
He's aware that if he goes too rough, he'll leave marks and get yelled at for that. But if she's urging him on, that means she approves of a little bit rougher, at least. House sits up, sliding one hand around her back so that he can use Olivier as a grip and haul himself halfway up. He keeps one hand on her breast, pressing down and massaging with more vigor. He brings his mouth to her other breast, teeth going to her nipple this time and biting down. It's already red. No one's going to notice a mark there.
[The shift in his position hits the perfect combination to pull that gasp from her he wanted.
She hides a smile against his hair. It was about time. She'd fully expected him to be an ass, but he'd been playing by the rules. Amusing that he'd gone along with it because he wanted to or she scared him, but ultimately boring.]
[The gasp is nice. And since it's nice and she's not complaining, House is going to press his luck. He's not particularly afraid of her. He just wants to get off, and he doesn't have a good enough gauge on her to know where she'll pick up her things and leave out of spite. When she's gasping for it, though? Yeah, there's pretty far.
His mouth wanders from her nipple, and he lets the rough stubble of his beard run over it before he bites down again, this time as he's nuzzling up toward her collar bone.]
[There could be an argument over beard rash counting as a mark or not except she doesn't care. She tightens around him settling her movements into a steady motion of tight and deep.
With a tip of her head, she meets his lips and draws one between her teeth. Bites, like marks, go both ways.]
[House hisses, an intake of breath that jolts through his body, mixing with the pleasure and sharpening the edges of it. His nails dig into her side, and he buck up as best he can.]
Keep doing that, and both of us are gonna come out of this with something to really show for it.
I can give better than I get. Just... mm... giving you a heads up. You mark me up, people are gonna talk, though. And I'm not shy.
[He's getting close, breath coming in shorter bursts as she rides him. House slips one of his hands down to press against her clit once more, adding to the stimulation with flicks of his thumb in time with her rhythm.]
[She's anything but shy. It's just nobody's damned business who or what she's doing and she'd tell him that but the thought is lost with the press of his thumb.
Her focus goes more selfish until she comes breathless and shaking. She doesn't stop moving though, dragging it out for all it's worth.]
[He'll take it. She tightens around him, and a shiver runs through House's own body as he jerks his hips up and comes. He is, likewise, selfish, letting his hand fall away and relaxing to lay back on the bed while she does what she's going to do. Warmth curls around his groin, slithers through him and makes him lazy.
This is far more than he actually expected out of this encounter, which is... nice.]
I'm giving it a 3 outta 5 performance. How about you?
[She almost mistakenly asks what would rank a 5 but decides she probably doesn't want to know. It would suggest an interest or the possibility of anything more.
And while he goes typical male, she's going to move to the side of the bed running her fingers through her hair to settle it into looking less tossled before reaching for her clothes.]
Three is rather generous, but I suppose you can claim it.
[He points a finger into the air for emphasis before letting it flop back.]
Same time next week?
[This probably isn't going to be a regularly scheduled thing, but he can be a pest about it. And honestly, he hadn't expected her to say yet to any of this, so maybe she'll surprise him and he'll get very lucky.]
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Continuation for Olivier
[It's getting harder to focus with her riding him, but House heard a challenge in there.
He's aware that if he goes too rough, he'll leave marks and get yelled at for that. But if she's urging him on, that means she approves of a little bit rougher, at least. House sits up, sliding one hand around her back so that he can use Olivier as a grip and haul himself halfway up. He keeps one hand on her breast, pressing down and massaging with more vigor. He brings his mouth to her other breast, teeth going to her nipple this time and biting down. It's already red. No one's going to notice a mark there.
Probably.]
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She hides a smile against his hair. It was about time. She'd fully expected him to be an ass, but he'd been playing by the rules. Amusing that he'd gone along with it because he wanted to or she scared him, but ultimately boring.]
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His mouth wanders from her nipple, and he lets the rough stubble of his beard run over it before he bites down again, this time as he's nuzzling up toward her collar bone.]
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With a tip of her head, she meets his lips and draws one between her teeth. Bites, like marks, go both ways.]
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Keep doing that, and both of us are gonna come out of this with something to really show for it.
[It's not a warning, just a promise.]
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[It's not like she can either but it's still amusing even if her words come out less spoken and more of a husky laugh.]
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[He's getting close, breath coming in shorter bursts as she rides him. House slips one of his hands down to press against her clit once more, adding to the stimulation with flicks of his thumb in time with her rhythm.]
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Her focus goes more selfish until she comes breathless and shaking. She doesn't stop moving though, dragging it out for all it's worth.]
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This is far more than he actually expected out of this encounter, which is... nice.]
I'm giving it a 3 outta 5 performance. How about you?
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And while he goes typical male, she's going to move to the side of the bed running her fingers through her hair to settle it into looking less tossled before reaching for her clothes.]
Three is rather generous, but I suppose you can claim it.
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[He points a finger into the air for emphasis before letting it flop back.]
Same time next week?
[This probably isn't going to be a regularly scheduled thing, but he can be a pest about it. And honestly, he hadn't expected her to say yet to any of this, so maybe she'll surprise him and he'll get very lucky.]
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[Yeah, no. It was... well it was something, but she's not going to promise anything. She is going out the door though.]