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Smut drabble? Sure, why not. ;)
House/Wilson, no season in particular. (Smut is not limited by such constraints as time! Pssh.)
House swore a second ago they’d been arguing; now Wilson had him against the door… one hand curved around his neck, the other one squeezing his ass. It was the filthiest kiss House had ever had - and that was saying something.
“Tell me you’re not just screwing with me,” House gasped, as Wilson’s fingers slipped beneath fabric to stroke his cock.
“Not the kind of screwing I’m interested in,” Wilson murmured and House went dizzy from the desire in his voice.
“Thank god,” he smirked, spinning them around and sinking to his knees, making Wilson groan.
This would be fun.
House/Wilson, no season in particular. (Smut is not limited by such constraints as time! Pssh.)
House swore a second ago they’d been arguing; now Wilson had him against the door… one hand curved around his neck, the other one squeezing his ass. It was the filthiest kiss House had ever had - and that was saying something.
“Tell me you’re not just screwing with me,” House gasped, as Wilson’s fingers slipped beneath fabric to stroke his cock.
“Not the kind of screwing I’m interested in,” Wilson murmured and House went dizzy from the desire in his voice.
“Thank god,” he smirked, spinning them around and sinking to his knees, making Wilson groan.
This would be fun.