Sharpie Marks
Title: Sharpie Marks (from the Making Space universe)
Rating: NC-17
Paring/Grouping (whatever you want to call it): House/Wilson/Chase
Disclaimer: Don't own them, as we all know.
Summary: Pure smut.
Warnings: Hey, pay attention to this, please. This is not a Picture Puzzles verse fic. This version of the trio isn't that version.
Beta:
saara_zaara
A/N: This is for
recrudescence for offering to become my beta and putting up with the crazy things I do to English. Again it is smut for a thank you gift. :) This fic may change slightly in places when I get it back again from
saara_zaara but until then I'm putting it up anyway (I'm too tired to care and I don't want the other thank you fic up before this one. Deal with it.)
House and Wilson broke apart as the door to House’s apartment opened. They watched from the couch as Chase came in soaking wet and kicked the door closed behind him.
"Hey."
Wilson disentangled himself from House, got up, and went to help Chase pull off his wet jacket. "You’re drenched."
"Car door wouldn’t stay closed." Chase tucked his hair behind his ears and wiped the moisture from his face. "Then I dropped my keys in the grass and couldn’t find them." Chase striped off his soaking shirt and shimmied out of the rest of his wet clothes.
House let out a low whistle. "Nice moves."
Chase went over to House, sat down beside him, and wrapped him in a hug, making sure to press as much wet skin against him as possible. Wilson snorted as he passed them to find a towel for Chase.
"Hey! I just had a shower."
Chase wiggled. "You won’t mind getting wet, then."
House kissed Chase. "Getting sticky is better." House pushed Chase off of himself and stood up.
"You always want to get sticky." Chase followed House into his bedroom.
House pushed Chase towards the bed using him for balance along with the cane. "Getting you and Wilson sticky is fun."
Wilson stepped up beside them and handed the towel he’d gone after to Chase who used it to dry his hair. "You just want to hear the noises we make, you could care less about the sticky part."
House grinned. "Chase needs attention, Wilson. Would you say it’s his turn to fuck you?"
Wilson kissed Chase’s shoulder. "You just want to watch us."
"That too." House turned Chase to face Wilson. "Put your face against Wilson."
Chase buried his face against Wilson’s chest and House pressed them together tighter. Wilson brought his arms up to hold Chase to him. Chase relaxed in their holds and nuzzled the skin he could reach.
"Good boy." House held Chase’s head firmly and bit the back of Chase’s neck hard. Jerking, Chase cried out. Wilson wrapped a hand in Chase’s hair and when House let the young man go Wilson yanked his head so that he could reach the back of Chase’s neck.
Wilson captured the skin of the bite mark House had made and sucked hard. House reached between the two men and groped first one then the other. Wilson jerked back with a gasp. Chase swayed on his feet, the sensations washing over him.
"Chase, get on the bed." Chase settled on the bed and watched as House and Wilson undressed each other with slow movements and lengthy kisses. He wanted them to hurry up, but he knew from prior experience that all that would get him was a very long night of being taken to the edge again and again without being allowed to climax.
Once they were all naked, Wilson got on his hands and knees and wiggled his ass at Chase. House leaned over and bit an ass cheek hard. "No teasing, Wilson. Chase is going to let you get him good and hard while I open you up for him."
Wilson shifted around until he could get Chase’s half-hard cock in reach of his mouth. Delicately licking and nuzzling, Wilson worked on Chase as House pressed two lubed fingers of his right hand into Wilson. Chase threaded his hands into Wilson’s hair, holding the other man’s head lightly.
"Good boy, Wilson. Still loose from last night. Take him into your mouth, James. I want to see your head bobbing up and down." House thrust his fingers in and out of Wilson while Chase began rolling his hips as Wilson started licking up and down his hardening shaft. Wilson engulfed Chase and began sucking on him.
House added a third finger and twisted them until Wilson grunted around his mouthful. Chase gasped and bucked harder. House smiled and twitched his fingers brushing them across Wilson’s prostrate repeatedly. Wilson started to tremble and hummed softly.
Chase arched and groaned. House yanked his fingers from Wilson, then pulled him off of Chase, positioning him on his elbows and knees while stroking random skin. Chase quickly slipped on a condom and slicked himself up before kneeling behind Wilson.
House leaned close to Wilson’s ass and watched as his breath gave the other man goosebumps. "Robert is ready to fuck you now, James."
Wilson shuddered and pressed his ass back towards them. "Fuck, please."
Chase lined up and thrust into Wilson wrapping his arms around the man’s chest to hold him firmly in place. House bit Wilson’s shoulder, pulled back, and wrapped his left hand around Chase’s neck and pressed Chase’s lips to the bite mark. Chase sucked sharply on the bite mark as he pulled out and thrust back in hard. Wilson whined and began rocking back to meet Chase’s thrusts.
House wiped his fingers off on the abandoned towel and lubed them again before teasing Chase’s opening. Chase stilled just long enough for House to thrust a finger all the way in before starting to fuck Wilson once again. Wilson’s whine broke off and he started to moan with each backstroke.
House quickly added another finger as Chase loosened up. Chase shifted his stance and thrust into Wilson at a new angle causing the other man to buck sharply and gasp.
"Good job, Robert. Fuck him harder." House eased a third finger into Chase as the younger man increased his tempo and starting making an ‘uh’ sound as he thrust. Wilson reached back with his right hand and clutched at Chase’s hip. House used his free hand to pin Wilson’s left wrist to the bed above his head. "Tease his cock, Robert."
Chase grunted and slid one hand down Wilson’s torso to palm his erection.
Wilson whined in his throat before pleading brokenly, "Please, oh… Greg, let me come."
House thrust his fingers into Chase harder and squeezed Wilson’s pinned wrist. "Not yet, Jimmy. Robert needs to fuck you as hard as he can first."
Chase panted and small needy noises joined the 'uh' noises as he deepened his strokes. Wilson trembled, moaned, and jerked as he was pounded into. Chase teased Wilson’s balls with his fingers as he rubbed the palm of his hand across the leaking cockhead.
"Wrap your hand around Robert’s and pump his hand on your dick, Jimmy."
Wilson whimpered as he pressed Chase’s hand to his cock and bucked back and forth between the younger man’s hand and penis. Chase’s thrusts became short stabbing jabs as his balls tightened.
House pulled his fingers from Chase and firmly tugged on Chase’s scrotum. The young man let out a short frustrated wail. House cut the noise off by capturing the younger man’s mouth in a deep kiss. "Pull out, Robert. My turn."
Chase pulled away from Wilson, pulled off his condom, and flopped down on his belly onto the bed at Wilson’s left side. After a quick hand wipe on the nearby towel House spread lube on the fingers’ of Wilson’s left hand before guiding Wilson to thrust two fingers into Chase. Then House swiftly sheathed and lubed himself. Lining up with Wilson’s opening House thrust in as hard as he could. Wilson grunted and pushed back while he pumped his fingers in and out of Chase who lifted himself to splayed knees to better the angle for them. Both moaned and whimpered.
"That’s it boys. Make noises for me." House slammed into Wilson, using his right and to steady himself as he messy spread lube on his left hand. "Fuck yourself on his fingers, Robert."
Chase bucked and pressed his flushed face into the bed sheet as he whined. House eased a finger into Chase along the underside of Wilson’s two fingers. Quirking his finger House rubbed Chase’s prostate. The young man clenched around their fingers.
"Uh, more…more, please," gasped Chase.
House bit at Wilson’s shoulder blades as he slid a second finger into Chase while pumping steadily in and out of Wilson. "Four fingers, Robert. Want more?" House firmly slid his fingers across Chase’s prostate.
Chase threw his head back and gasped before drooping his head back down. "More."
House pulled Wilson tighter to him with his right hand and thrust as deep as he could. "Fingerfuck him, James."
Wilson whined and slid another finger into Chase’s tight passage. Chase grunted and pushed back as hard as he could.
"Jerk off, Robert. Come for us." House pumped his fingers in and out in time with Wilson’s as they fingerfucked the other man. Chase wrapped one hand around his dick and rubbed his balls with the other. "That’s it, good boy." House braced Wilson against the bed and brought the man’s right hand to his cock. "Fuck your hand like Robert, Jimmy."
Wilson took his dick in his hand. He matched his strokes to House’s and grunted as he slammed the edge of his hand into his balls as they were slapped by House’s balls as House pounded into him. Beside him Chase wailed, arched, and stiffened as he came. House continued to pump his fingers in and out as Wilson stilled. Chase twisted and shuddered.
"Soon, Robert, soon you’ll be able to take another finger from us." House let go of Wilson’s right hand and gripped Wilson’s hair. Pulling Wilson’s head back House bit the base of his neck. "Pump into him, Jimmy, come as you make him crazy."
Wilson started pumping his fingers in counterpoint to House’s. He bucked into House’s erratic strokes until he finally gasped and came. His fingers curling inside Chase who jerked and spasmed as his climax was extended until he suddenly went limp.
House slammed deep into Wilson and stilled as he clenched. Waiting until Wilson’s clenching muscles lessened to fluttering House threw his head back and thrust deep into Wilson for a few strokes before coming.
House rested his head on Wilson’s spine as he caught his breath. His bad leg was starting to demand attention. House pulled free from both his partners and wiped his hands on the towel. Glancing at them House snorted.
Both men were splayed on their stomachs passed out. House smiled at the sight. He limped heavily into the bathroom. House let the water run to get it warm. He swiftly cleaned himself. Then he pulled a Vicodin from the bottle in the cabinet. Letting his partners talk him into tracking his usage had been the hardest thing he’d ever done, but it had worked so far. House made a single mark on the paper taped to the bottle with the nearby Sharpie. Popping the pill House quickly wetted a washcloth, grabbed another towel, and stopped to consider. Then House grabbed the Sharpie as well and headed back into the bedroom.
Quickly cleaning the other two men, House considered where and what he should write on them. Then it hit him. Starting with Chase he carefully stretched the skin near the back edge of the inner thigh and wrote. After doing the same to Wilson, who had become a much lighter sleeper since living with House, he sat back and admired his handiwork.
Inside a sloppily penned heart on each man he’d put all three sets of initials and the trinity knot.
Rating: NC-17
Paring/Grouping (whatever you want to call it): House/Wilson/Chase
Disclaimer: Don't own them, as we all know.
Summary: Pure smut.
Warnings: Hey, pay attention to this, please. This is not a Picture Puzzles verse fic. This version of the trio isn't that version.
Beta:
saara_zaara
A/N: This is for
recrudescence for offering to become my beta and putting up with the crazy things I do to English. Again it is smut for a thank you gift. :) This fic may change slightly in places when I get it back again from
saara_zaara but until then I'm putting it up anyway (I'm too tired to care and I don't want the other thank you fic up before this one. Deal with it.)
House and Wilson broke apart as the door to House’s apartment opened. They watched from the couch as Chase came in soaking wet and kicked the door closed behind him.
"Hey."
Wilson disentangled himself from House, got up, and went to help Chase pull off his wet jacket. "You’re drenched."
"Car door wouldn’t stay closed." Chase tucked his hair behind his ears and wiped the moisture from his face. "Then I dropped my keys in the grass and couldn’t find them." Chase striped off his soaking shirt and shimmied out of the rest of his wet clothes.
House let out a low whistle. "Nice moves."
Chase went over to House, sat down beside him, and wrapped him in a hug, making sure to press as much wet skin against him as possible. Wilson snorted as he passed them to find a towel for Chase.
"Hey! I just had a shower."
Chase wiggled. "You won’t mind getting wet, then."
House kissed Chase. "Getting sticky is better." House pushed Chase off of himself and stood up.
"You always want to get sticky." Chase followed House into his bedroom.
House pushed Chase towards the bed using him for balance along with the cane. "Getting you and Wilson sticky is fun."
Wilson stepped up beside them and handed the towel he’d gone after to Chase who used it to dry his hair. "You just want to hear the noises we make, you could care less about the sticky part."
House grinned. "Chase needs attention, Wilson. Would you say it’s his turn to fuck you?"
Wilson kissed Chase’s shoulder. "You just want to watch us."
"That too." House turned Chase to face Wilson. "Put your face against Wilson."
Chase buried his face against Wilson’s chest and House pressed them together tighter. Wilson brought his arms up to hold Chase to him. Chase relaxed in their holds and nuzzled the skin he could reach.
"Good boy." House held Chase’s head firmly and bit the back of Chase’s neck hard. Jerking, Chase cried out. Wilson wrapped a hand in Chase’s hair and when House let the young man go Wilson yanked his head so that he could reach the back of Chase’s neck.
Wilson captured the skin of the bite mark House had made and sucked hard. House reached between the two men and groped first one then the other. Wilson jerked back with a gasp. Chase swayed on his feet, the sensations washing over him.
"Chase, get on the bed." Chase settled on the bed and watched as House and Wilson undressed each other with slow movements and lengthy kisses. He wanted them to hurry up, but he knew from prior experience that all that would get him was a very long night of being taken to the edge again and again without being allowed to climax.
Once they were all naked, Wilson got on his hands and knees and wiggled his ass at Chase. House leaned over and bit an ass cheek hard. "No teasing, Wilson. Chase is going to let you get him good and hard while I open you up for him."
Wilson shifted around until he could get Chase’s half-hard cock in reach of his mouth. Delicately licking and nuzzling, Wilson worked on Chase as House pressed two lubed fingers of his right hand into Wilson. Chase threaded his hands into Wilson’s hair, holding the other man’s head lightly.
"Good boy, Wilson. Still loose from last night. Take him into your mouth, James. I want to see your head bobbing up and down." House thrust his fingers in and out of Wilson while Chase began rolling his hips as Wilson started licking up and down his hardening shaft. Wilson engulfed Chase and began sucking on him.
House added a third finger and twisted them until Wilson grunted around his mouthful. Chase gasped and bucked harder. House smiled and twitched his fingers brushing them across Wilson’s prostrate repeatedly. Wilson started to tremble and hummed softly.
Chase arched and groaned. House yanked his fingers from Wilson, then pulled him off of Chase, positioning him on his elbows and knees while stroking random skin. Chase quickly slipped on a condom and slicked himself up before kneeling behind Wilson.
House leaned close to Wilson’s ass and watched as his breath gave the other man goosebumps. "Robert is ready to fuck you now, James."
Wilson shuddered and pressed his ass back towards them. "Fuck, please."
Chase lined up and thrust into Wilson wrapping his arms around the man’s chest to hold him firmly in place. House bit Wilson’s shoulder, pulled back, and wrapped his left hand around Chase’s neck and pressed Chase’s lips to the bite mark. Chase sucked sharply on the bite mark as he pulled out and thrust back in hard. Wilson whined and began rocking back to meet Chase’s thrusts.
House wiped his fingers off on the abandoned towel and lubed them again before teasing Chase’s opening. Chase stilled just long enough for House to thrust a finger all the way in before starting to fuck Wilson once again. Wilson’s whine broke off and he started to moan with each backstroke.
House quickly added another finger as Chase loosened up. Chase shifted his stance and thrust into Wilson at a new angle causing the other man to buck sharply and gasp.
"Good job, Robert. Fuck him harder." House eased a third finger into Chase as the younger man increased his tempo and starting making an ‘uh’ sound as he thrust. Wilson reached back with his right hand and clutched at Chase’s hip. House used his free hand to pin Wilson’s left wrist to the bed above his head. "Tease his cock, Robert."
Chase grunted and slid one hand down Wilson’s torso to palm his erection.
Wilson whined in his throat before pleading brokenly, "Please, oh… Greg, let me come."
House thrust his fingers into Chase harder and squeezed Wilson’s pinned wrist. "Not yet, Jimmy. Robert needs to fuck you as hard as he can first."
Chase panted and small needy noises joined the 'uh' noises as he deepened his strokes. Wilson trembled, moaned, and jerked as he was pounded into. Chase teased Wilson’s balls with his fingers as he rubbed the palm of his hand across the leaking cockhead.
"Wrap your hand around Robert’s and pump his hand on your dick, Jimmy."
Wilson whimpered as he pressed Chase’s hand to his cock and bucked back and forth between the younger man’s hand and penis. Chase’s thrusts became short stabbing jabs as his balls tightened.
House pulled his fingers from Chase and firmly tugged on Chase’s scrotum. The young man let out a short frustrated wail. House cut the noise off by capturing the younger man’s mouth in a deep kiss. "Pull out, Robert. My turn."
Chase pulled away from Wilson, pulled off his condom, and flopped down on his belly onto the bed at Wilson’s left side. After a quick hand wipe on the nearby towel House spread lube on the fingers’ of Wilson’s left hand before guiding Wilson to thrust two fingers into Chase. Then House swiftly sheathed and lubed himself. Lining up with Wilson’s opening House thrust in as hard as he could. Wilson grunted and pushed back while he pumped his fingers in and out of Chase who lifted himself to splayed knees to better the angle for them. Both moaned and whimpered.
"That’s it boys. Make noises for me." House slammed into Wilson, using his right and to steady himself as he messy spread lube on his left hand. "Fuck yourself on his fingers, Robert."
Chase bucked and pressed his flushed face into the bed sheet as he whined. House eased a finger into Chase along the underside of Wilson’s two fingers. Quirking his finger House rubbed Chase’s prostate. The young man clenched around their fingers.
"Uh, more…more, please," gasped Chase.
House bit at Wilson’s shoulder blades as he slid a second finger into Chase while pumping steadily in and out of Wilson. "Four fingers, Robert. Want more?" House firmly slid his fingers across Chase’s prostate.
Chase threw his head back and gasped before drooping his head back down. "More."
House pulled Wilson tighter to him with his right hand and thrust as deep as he could. "Fingerfuck him, James."
Wilson whined and slid another finger into Chase’s tight passage. Chase grunted and pushed back as hard as he could.
"Jerk off, Robert. Come for us." House pumped his fingers in and out in time with Wilson’s as they fingerfucked the other man. Chase wrapped one hand around his dick and rubbed his balls with the other. "That’s it, good boy." House braced Wilson against the bed and brought the man’s right hand to his cock. "Fuck your hand like Robert, Jimmy."
Wilson took his dick in his hand. He matched his strokes to House’s and grunted as he slammed the edge of his hand into his balls as they were slapped by House’s balls as House pounded into him. Beside him Chase wailed, arched, and stiffened as he came. House continued to pump his fingers in and out as Wilson stilled. Chase twisted and shuddered.
"Soon, Robert, soon you’ll be able to take another finger from us." House let go of Wilson’s right hand and gripped Wilson’s hair. Pulling Wilson’s head back House bit the base of his neck. "Pump into him, Jimmy, come as you make him crazy."
Wilson started pumping his fingers in counterpoint to House’s. He bucked into House’s erratic strokes until he finally gasped and came. His fingers curling inside Chase who jerked and spasmed as his climax was extended until he suddenly went limp.
House slammed deep into Wilson and stilled as he clenched. Waiting until Wilson’s clenching muscles lessened to fluttering House threw his head back and thrust deep into Wilson for a few strokes before coming.
House rested his head on Wilson’s spine as he caught his breath. His bad leg was starting to demand attention. House pulled free from both his partners and wiped his hands on the towel. Glancing at them House snorted.
Both men were splayed on their stomachs passed out. House smiled at the sight. He limped heavily into the bathroom. House let the water run to get it warm. He swiftly cleaned himself. Then he pulled a Vicodin from the bottle in the cabinet. Letting his partners talk him into tracking his usage had been the hardest thing he’d ever done, but it had worked so far. House made a single mark on the paper taped to the bottle with the nearby Sharpie. Popping the pill House quickly wetted a washcloth, grabbed another towel, and stopped to consider. Then House grabbed the Sharpie as well and headed back into the bedroom.
Quickly cleaning the other two men, House considered where and what he should write on them. Then it hit him. Starting with Chase he carefully stretched the skin near the back edge of the inner thigh and wrote. After doing the same to Wilson, who had become a much lighter sleeper since living with House, he sat back and admired his handiwork.
Inside a sloppily penned heart on each man he’d put all three sets of initials and the trinity knot.