Promt. Dean of Medicine
Dean of medicine
Promt to cloudxsephiroth
House\Chase
Almost NC I guess...
“Okay, as you know we work in a teaching hospital.”
(Chase says, fingering a ruler in his hands. He's wearing a pencil skirt (yes, it is not a mistake. A skirt) and a matching jacket. He's scrutinizing House over the rim of his smart glasses.)
“And like I said,” Chase continues, “it is time to teach you something, House.”
(House is sitting at the school desk, peering at the floor, his cheeks are blushing red.)
“Yes, sir.”
“Ma'am!”
(Chase slaps him with the ruler.)
“Mind your manner, young (let's pretend) mister.” he says.
(Chase instructs House to stand up and lean his hands onto the desk board. House obeys.)
“Bottom up.” Chase corrects House's posture. “Good.”
He tucks House's shirt ends out of his belt and lifts them up to his upper back, exposing the skin.
“Mmm... Very nice.”
(Chase comments and places a small kiss down House's spine. House is twisting under Chase's tender approach and gets another slap on his clad (so far) butt.)
“I said stand still, naughty student!” Chase is angry. “Now, take off your pants. Quickly.”
House obeys and lets his jeans fall down his ankles.
Chase behind him is fumbling with his own skirt and underwear. After having taken his cock out he brushes the very tip against House's bare ass crack.
“You bad student. You got your teacher all excited. This will not do.”
Chase takes a condom out of his jacket pocket and reaches it to House's mouth.
“Rip the foil.”
House does what he is told. And spreads his legs more. Chase places his one hand onto House's lower back to make him arch, and the other hand is putting a condom on his erected cock.
He presses to House and makes him lean onto the desk in front of him. Chase screws him, rocking his hips harder and faster.
They both fail to suppress a moan.
Chase slaps House's bare butt from time to time and grins.
“I am the boss. Clear?”
“Fuck. Oh yeah!”
“Say it!”
“Yes. Chase. You're the boss.”
“Good. The teaching is not in vain I can tell.” Chase grins more and thrusts into House harder.
They come almost at the same time (yeah, in the world of dreams people come always simultaneously.) and Chase withdraws.
“Clean it. Quick.” he says and returns his appearance into pre-sex look.
House obeys, still panting hard.
He grins as he reflects on what has just happened.
“I don't mind Chase a boss. I don't mind at all.” he adds.
The end.
Promt to cloudxsephiroth
House\Chase
Almost NC I guess...
“Okay, as you know we work in a teaching hospital.”
(Chase says, fingering a ruler in his hands. He's wearing a pencil skirt (yes, it is not a mistake. A skirt) and a matching jacket. He's scrutinizing House over the rim of his smart glasses.)
“And like I said,” Chase continues, “it is time to teach you something, House.”
(House is sitting at the school desk, peering at the floor, his cheeks are blushing red.)
“Yes, sir.”
“Ma'am!”
(Chase slaps him with the ruler.)
“Mind your manner, young (let's pretend) mister.” he says.
(Chase instructs House to stand up and lean his hands onto the desk board. House obeys.)
“Bottom up.” Chase corrects House's posture. “Good.”
He tucks House's shirt ends out of his belt and lifts them up to his upper back, exposing the skin.
“Mmm... Very nice.”
(Chase comments and places a small kiss down House's spine. House is twisting under Chase's tender approach and gets another slap on his clad (so far) butt.)
“I said stand still, naughty student!” Chase is angry. “Now, take off your pants. Quickly.”
House obeys and lets his jeans fall down his ankles.
Chase behind him is fumbling with his own skirt and underwear. After having taken his cock out he brushes the very tip against House's bare ass crack.
“You bad student. You got your teacher all excited. This will not do.”
Chase takes a condom out of his jacket pocket and reaches it to House's mouth.
“Rip the foil.”
House does what he is told. And spreads his legs more. Chase places his one hand onto House's lower back to make him arch, and the other hand is putting a condom on his erected cock.
He presses to House and makes him lean onto the desk in front of him. Chase screws him, rocking his hips harder and faster.
They both fail to suppress a moan.
Chase slaps House's bare butt from time to time and grins.
“I am the boss. Clear?”
“Fuck. Oh yeah!”
“Say it!”
“Yes. Chase. You're the boss.”
“Good. The teaching is not in vain I can tell.” Chase grins more and thrusts into House harder.
They come almost at the same time (yeah, in the world of dreams people come always simultaneously.) and Chase withdraws.
“Clean it. Quick.” he says and returns his appearance into pre-sex look.
House obeys, still panting hard.
He grins as he reflects on what has just happened.
“I don't mind Chase a boss. I don't mind at all.” he adds.
The end.