Camping (3/?)
Mar. 1st, 2008 01:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cindylouwhoThe Night Before
House desperately needed sleep, having come up with the diagnosis at the 11th hour. He has been up for more than 48 hours dealing with the patient and one organ failure after the next, and all he wanted to do is sleep, which was a bit of a challenge considering where Wilson’s mouth was. Wilson apparently had other plans for the diagnostician, having grabbed him the moment he entered the apartment and was now greedily sucking and licking at House’s throbbing cock while alternately rubbing his own hard, leaking erection against House and the bed. Wilson knew once House came he would be unconscious for hours, as he rode the Vicodin/orgasm combo platter. This was why he had come up with this plan, in order to give House as much time in slumber as possible; orgasm being one of the ways to give House more than a handful of uninterrupted hours of sleep.
As exhausted as House was, he was more than ready the second Wilson had grabbed him, but now was rapidly approaching orgasm. His hands gripped the soft, cotton sheets, as Wilson sucked him hard, licking, and teasing, and “hum-hum-humming” against his erection. Wilson knew he was near when House moaned something unintelligible, but sounded something like “ohfuckWilson.” House spurted hard into Wilson’s willing mouth; Wilson sucked until there was nothing left to suck. This was so arousing to Wilson, that with a last flick of the wrist, and a deep groan, he himself came all over House’s stomach.
Wilson cleaned House off and then leaned back against the headboard. In the time it had taken him to clean House up, House was out cold, exhaustion overriding his ability to make any typical House like-comments. And even though it was only 9pm, Wilson turned out the light on the nightstand, and relaxed his own body against House’s warm, sleeping frame. Wilson mused he would use the rest with the long drive ahead of them tomorrow. He made a mental note to double-check all of the bags for everything that they would need for the next week, especially if House awoke before he did. Smiling, Wilson fell asleep listening to the sound of House’s even breathing.
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