Fic: Love Yourself
Title: Love Yourself
Author: interpretthis
Fandom: House
Pairing: House/Chase
Rating: Hard R
Warnings: BDSM
Virtue: "Chastity"
Summary: Chase’s night with House ends with an unpleasant surprise. Drabble-y.
Notes: Written for 7_virtues. X-posted to
house_chase and
house_slash. Prompt table here.
“Mmmmmmmmm…yessssssssss…Oh god House…” Chase fidgeted, shivering as the plug in his ass brushed along the curve of the mattress, setting his nerve endings alight. The fully clothed man above him worked wonders on his cock, stroking with expert fingers, bringing him off to the soft hum of the radiator as he whimpered his pleasure into the growing heat of the room. Chase pressed his hips up in a mad, instinctive rush, desperate to reach his release. He hovered off the bed momentarily, his bonds digging gashing dips into his wrists and ankles. The bedposts creaked.
“House…” Black spots bloomed in the forefront of Chase’s vision, pressing against the backs of his eyes. House touched the tip of his tongue to the head of Chase’s cock, drawing a delicious sob of a moan from the younger doctor.
“Fuck House, I’m gonna -”
A sharp hiss broke free from above, followed instantaneously by Chase's whimper of disappointment. House snatched his cane from the bedpost and took to the floor, his limp magnified by the blatant bulge pressing against his fly. He swung over to grab the bottle of Vicodin from the bedside table. Limped to the door. Turned his head to the side, speaking over his shoulder, the dim light from the living room creating a dark silhouette.
“Not tonight Robert.”
The door slammed. Chase whimpered in the darkness, straining at his bonds, fighting for any sort of friction to quell the fire roiling in the pit of his abdomen. His cock bobbed pitifully against his stomach, aching for contact. He stilled. Heard House’s groans from the living room. A sigh. And then one last, long moan that drowned into one of Chase’s own as he bucked his hips into thin air with a groan, relief just beyond his grasp, House’s last words echoing in his mind. Not tonight Robert. Not tonight. Not tonight.
FIN