Title: Relieving Tension
Prompt: # 42, More-some
Word Count: 222
Disclaimer: Neither House (and all his sexy wonderfulness), nor any of the other characters, settings, etc. that go with him belong to me...But a girl can dream.
Author's Notes: Coordinating three people seems to be my limit, so doing more than that was rather hard; hence: short little teaser rather than long scene.
It was official: James Wilson was an evil genius. Or, more of a manipulative bastard than House gave him credit for; either was rather likely, given their current circumstances.
"I'm in hell," House muttered, his voice coming out a bit more strained than he had intended. The mouth wrapped around his right nipple pulled away, blowing a brief stream of air over the nub until it hardened.
"You complain a lot for someone getting so much attention," Lucas noted, pinching the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Turning his head towards the other man, House attempted to shoot him a glare and failed as his hips bucked upwards with a groan.
Wilson chuckled softly around the length of House's cock, glancing up along his partner's body to watch the expression on the older man's face. Laying beside him, Chase wrapped his own lips around House's balls and sucked them lightly. House moved his hips again beneath both of their ministrations, his breathing becoming a bit more ragged now.
"I think that shut him up," Kutner said, smirking as he pulled away from House's left nipple.
"Fuck you all," House groaned in response, his lips parting in another moan. Lucas took advantage of the action to grasp at House's short hair, pulling the older man's lips to his cock.