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[limping_twerpmd]

House woke early Monday morning. He couldn't remember why for a moment, but when he did, he slid down the bed. Foreman probably wouldn't be up to anything for a few days, since he was donating today, but House could make this morning good

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[the_neurologist]

Foreman woke up, a warm and wet sensation surrounding his cock. Jesus Christ what a way to wake up.

"Gr..Greg," he stammered, thrusting shallowly.

[limping_twerpmd]

Obviously. House stroked along his hip, cupping his balls. He hummed softly.

[the_neurologist]

"Fuck, Greg," he said, knotting the sheets in his hands.

[limping_twerpmd]

He drew it out as long as he could, backing off when Foreman was close. By the third time, that just seemed cruel, and he focused on finishing the job.