pout (chase/foreman UST, mature)

Jan 27, 2006 07:56

For crmsonhue

Chase is so pretty, sometimes it’s hard to tell if he’s pouting or just looking good. Foreman loves it when he pouts, though, loves the way his pink lips curl down, looking so goddamned inviting, like Chase is just begging to be pushed down on his knees to swallow Foreman’s cock.

And those eyes - Christ. They’d look up at him with insecurity and worship, then flutter closed as those lips worked their magic. Foreman hasn’t overlooked Chase’s pretty boy oral fixation, either. Pens and fingers and all that biting and licking his lips - the kid’s a wet dream come to life. Forman imagines gripping that blond hair tight in his hands while he fucks that needy mouth, can almost hear the whimpers and groans Chase will make.

“Dr. Foreman, as much as I enjoy watching you lust after your colleague Dr. Chase, here, I think you should take a break and try to pay attention to the case,” House snaps.

Chase’s blush is so appealing against his pale skin.

Foreman clears his throat and concentrates on the differential diagnosis. There’ll be time for Robert Chase later. Oh, hell yes, there’ll be plenty of time, judging by the flustered, fallen angel expression on his face.

chase/foreman, prompt drabbles, house

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