Binding Forces Part 5
Title: Binding Forces Chapter 5/?
Rating: NC-17
Pairing/Grouping: House/Wilson/Chase
Disclaimer: Don't own them, as we all know.
Summary: House finds out Wilson is more interesting than he thought.
Warnings: Bondage, BDSM elements.
Beta:
saara_zaara
(Part 4)
I almost forgot to thank
sleepyheathen for her suggestions. :D
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House bunched the pillow under his head so he could see more of his bedmates’ bodies without having to sit up. Wilson’s raspy breathing was deep and even. The bound man was lying on his side facing towards House. Chase had moved during the night to lay an arm across House’s lower abdomen. His head rested on House’s chest.
House petted Chase’s hair as he gazed at Wilson in the faint light coming in the window. He’s more relaxed like that than I’ve ever seen him. House gently ran a finger down the side of Wilson’s face. The sleeping man sighed and wiggled a little closer to House.
House turned his attention to Chase and tilted his head to see the young man’s face. The shallow breathing would have made House think Chase was awake, but considering how lax the body was resting House figured he was still asleep.
House checked the clock and decided to wake the others. House eased Chase off of himself and used his newly freed arm to stroke Wilson’s side. He huffed and his eyes fluttered open slowly.
"Come on, Jimmy. Wake up." House pinched Wilson’s nipples causing the other man to gasp and jerk. "There we go. Hello, Jimmy, you in there?"
Wilson blinked rapidly at House for a few moments before his face relaxed into a wide grin. "Hi."
House stroked Wilson’s bound arms. "Hi, Jimmy. Stay awake while I wake Robbie."
Wilson’s eyelids drooped to half-closed. "’Kay."
House kissed Wilson’s temple. "Good, Jimmy. If you can be patient I’ll reward you before work."
Wilson leaned his head forward and pressed his forehead to House’s shoulder. "Okay."
House brushed his fingers through Wilson’s hair before turning to Chase. He gripped the younger man by the back of his neck and squeezed. Chase jerked just a little as he came awake. He blinked and squinted as he worked to focus on House.
The accent was thick as Chase brought one hand up to rub at the skin just below House’s hand. "What time is it?"
House pulled Chase forward and captured his mouth in a quick kiss. "Time to claim you. Still want that?"
Chase’s tongue darted out to lick at his bottom lip. "Can I ask what will happen?"
House gripped Chase chin. "Look at me, Robbie." Chase brought his eyes up to meet House’s. "I’m not going to restrain you except to tell you not to move from where I put you. Can you hold yourself still for me?"
Chase pressed his lips together. "Yes."
House let go of Chase’s chin and swept his fingers across the younger man’s hair. "I expect you will. I’ve seen your latest test results. You’re as clean as we are. I’m not using condoms with Jimmy, do I need to with you?"
Chase shook his head. "No." Chase lay his hand on House’s chest. "I…I don’t want barriers."
House nodded and kissed Chase’s forehead. "Move around to Wilson’s side of the bed and stand there."
Chase rolled out of bed and moved around the footboard to stand where House wanted. Wilson was pushed onto his back and House fondled his hardening cock.
"Want your reward, Jimmy?"
Wilson bucked his hips and moaned. "Yes."
House reached across Wilson to grab one of Chase’s hands. "You are going to take one of his arms as I untie him."
House quickly and carefully undid the ropes holding Wilson’s arms. Chase took the closer arm and mimicked House’s movements as the older man worked to increase the bloodflow. Wilson groaned and lolled his head towards House.
House lay Wilson’s arm to rest on the bed and sat up. "Jimmy, let Robbie help you stand up."
Wilson let them manhandle him into standing, leaning against Chase’s side. House worked his way to the edge of the bed and retrieved his cane before standing. He came around to stand beside the others, then he pulled one of the silk clothes and a length of cord from the beside table. He sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned the cane against the side.
House used the cloth to grip Wilson’s erection. The younger man moaned brokenly as House slowly pumped the cloth up and down his cock. House wrapped the silk around Wilson’s balls and caressed him through the cloth.
"Uh…God."
House smirked and quickly wrapped the thin cord around Wilson’s balls and dick, trapping the silk against the skin and creating a cockring. "Like that, Jimmy?"
Wilson leaned against Chase and moaned as House rubbed the edge of the cloth against the base of his shaft. "Please…"
House stood, leaned in, and sucked on Wilson’s lower lip before pulling back and reaching around Wilson to grip Chase’s ass. "You good?"
Wilson closed his eyes. "Goo…d."
Chase nodded and kissed Wilson’s temple. "I’m good."
House stroked a thumb down Chase’s cheek before turning to look at Wilson.
"James." House cupped the side of Wilson’s face and shook the younger man’s head a little. "James, focus enough to walk to the bathroom."
Wilson lurched forward and Chase steadied him as House retrieved his cane. They followed Wilson into the bathroom. House pulled a fluffy towel from a hook on the back of the door.
"Here, fold this and lay it beside the tub." House propped the cane in the corner, then gripped Wilson’s arm and turned the man to face him as Chase lay the towel down. House titled Wilson’s head and took the man’s mouth in a deep kiss before pulling back.
Wilson tried to follow House’s retreat, but House’s hand in his hair stopped him and Wilson whimpered. Chase stood back up and looked at House who turned Wilson to face the tub.
"Jimmy, kneel on the towel."
Wilson dropped with a faint thud that made Chase wince. House sighed and touched Wilson’s shoulder.
"Jimmy, you okay?"
The answer was slurred, but recognizable as something resembling an affirmative. House placed Wilson’s hands on the edge of the tub to either side of his body. Then House pushed on Wilson’s back until he knelt up onto his knees, bringing his hard dick and silk covered balls into contact with the cool tub.
Wilson cried out, trying to arch and pull away as House pressed him tighter to the tub.
"Don’t move, Jimmy. I want you were you are."
Wilson froze, panting. Chase shifted on his feet. House glanced up at him.
"Hold James in place."
Chase moved to hold Wilson as House squeezed past them to turn on the shower. Checking the temperature of the water, he watched Wilson squirm and pant as Chase held him gingerly. As soon as the water was warm enough House moved to stand by Wilson.
"Get in the tub and kneel facing my seat, Robbie."
Chase stood still and took deep breaths as he stared at the water in the bottom of the tub. House pulled another towel from the back of the door and slowly bent to spread the towel on the bottom of the tub.
"Now, Robbie."
Chase jerked forward before stopping again. House stroked the outside edge of Chase’s nearer arm.
"You’re fine, Robbie. You don’t have to do this."
Chase blinked, shook his head, and stepped into the tub. Carefully kneeling Chase let the water hit him in the middle of his back.
House rubbed circles through the spray and further up Chase’s back. "Very good, Robbie. I’m going to wash you now. Clean you thoroughly so that my marks are made on new, clean skin. Can you hold still for me?"
Robbie nodded. "Yours, House."
House gripped the back on Chase’s neck. "Call me Greg."
"Okay. Greg."
House pulled the handheld shower attachment free and handed it to Chase. House pressed Wilson into the side of the tub again before stepping in and settling on his seat. Extending his right leg past Chase’s left side House took the handheld unit back.
House gripped Chase’s hair and pulled his head back. Carefully directing the spray House wet Chase’s hair.
"James is going to get to suck you if he can stay kneeling long enough, would you like that Robbie?"
Chase groaned as House used his free hand to massage his scalp. "Yes."
House directed the spray away from Chase. "Yes, what?"
"Yes, Greg."
House moved the spray to run water over Chase’s body. "Good, love. Give me some shampoo."
Chase poured shampoo into House’s hand and titled his head as House applied the soap to his hair. Then House groped his groin and spread soap on his pubic hair. Chase gasped and rocked forward. House twisted a nipple.
"Still, Robbie."
Chase whimpered and stilled. House rinsed the shampoo from Chase’s hair and quickly scrubbed the skin of Chase’s shoulders and front with a wet cloth. House pushed and pulled on Chase until the younger man was arched over House’s left knee. His chest displayed, one hand on Wilson’s at the edge of the tub, the other gripping House’s right hip.
House pressed the handheld unit against Chase’s stomach, just above the base of his hard cock. "First of three marks, Robbie. You okay?"
Chase whimpered and his hips gave little jerks. "G…good. Good, Greg."
"Mine." Greg leaned over Chase and took skin on the inner edge of Chase’s right clavicle into his mouth and sucked. Rolling the skin and reveling in the noises Chase was making House glanced at Wilson out of the corner of his eye. He was rolling his hips as he knelt watching them with wide eyes. House let go of Chase’s skin with his mouth and reached around to grip Chase’s left nipple.
"When you give yourself to me I control what you feel. Pleasure." House rolled the nipple gently between his fingertips. Chase groaned and pushed himself tighter against House’s knee. "Even pain." House pinched the nipple and twisted it hard as Chase arched up and gasped.
House released Chase and reached out to pull Wilson into a hard kiss. Bucking harder into the side of the tub, Wilson groaned. Chase watched from his arched postion as House licked and nipped at Wilson’s lips. House pulled back.
"Stay kneeling, Jimmy."
House pushed on Chase to stand up. Directing him to reattach the handheld unit to the wall, House washed Chase’s back and navel, carefully avoiding the younger man’s straining erection. Chase left his hands on the shower walls where House told him to, but his cries and pleas became more frequent as more skin was scrubbed and Chase was turned to face away from House.
House soaped his fingers and slipped two fingers into Chase, who bucked once before stilling with a loud moan.
"That’s it, Robbie. Second mark on your ass. Good, Robbie?"
Chase turned his head and watched Wilson panting and rocking against the tub, pulling himself closer, tighter, with his hands. He glanced at House. "Yes."
House smiled and kissed Chase’s ass cheek before lightly biting the bottom edge and sucking hard. Chase leaned his head back and listened to Wilson’s pants become grunts over his own moaning. House pulled away and turned Chase to face Wilson, then he trust his fingers back into Chase’s ass.
"Still kneeling, Jimmy, that’s good. Open your mouth, love."
Wilson opened his mouth and let House guide Chase’s dick into him. Wilson slowly took more of Chase into his mouth as the young man groaned deep in his chest. House found Chase’s prostate and pressed firmly causing him to thrust into Wilson who pulled back quickly.
House cupped the back of Wilson’s head and guided him forward again. Using the fingers House had inside Chase he caused the younger man to buck several times. Then House pulled Chase roughly away from Wilson, ignoring both men’s protests. Turning Chase to face him House pumped his fingers in and out of Chase as he used his other hand to press on Chase’s perineum.
"What pleasure you feel is from me." House leaned in and licked at Chase’s scrotum. "Last mark, Robbie."
Chase whined as he clenched his fists. "Mark me…please, Greg."
House kissed Chase’s balls. "Pain that you feel is from me too." House bit down on hard on Chase’s scrotum causing the younger man to cry out and arch his back as he came up onto his toes. House thrust hard into Chase as he let up only to bite back down as he used his other hand to pump Chase’s cock. Chase arched further back and sobbed.
"Ple…please. Oh…Come, p…Greg…Please."
House sucked on the skin as he pulled away. "Mine. You’re free when you let me have all of you." House deftly turned the shaking man back towards Wilson who was panting and watching them with half-lidded eyes. "You can come, Robbie."
Chase pumped into House’s hand until he threw his head back and came. Wilson leaned forward and let Chase’s semen streak across his cheek. House steadied Chase as the younger man’s legs threatened to give out.
"Robbie, you can sit down."
Chase sank to sit with his legs folded under him. He lay his head on House’s good thigh. House scrubbed his hands under the shower spray. Then House pulled on Wilson’s arm until the other man stood up.
"Step in. Careful of Robbie."
Wilson slowly stepped into the tub and let House turn him to face the older man. House unwrapped Wilson’s balls, and then used the silk cloth to rub Chase’s lips as he tried to catch his breath.
"Open your eyes and watch, Robbie. I’m going to make James come."
Chase watched as House used the silk to caresses Wilson’s hole as the older man licked the underside of Wilson’s cock. Wilson pressed his left hand against the shower wall and the fingers of his right hand moved against his hip.
Chase pressed the fingers of the right hand down against Wilson’s hip. Wilson threw his head back and groaned as he came. House quickly moved to catch semen and spread it on both his hands. One hand he reached up and slid two fingers into Wilson’s mouth, gently rubbing Wilson’s tongue. The other hand he held for Chase to lick.
After a few moments House pulled away from them both. "Water’s turning cold. You need to wash up, Jimmy."
Wilson leaned against the shower wall and blinked at them. "Uh, okay."
House shook his head and looked down at Chase. "Get ready for work. I’m going to make sure he doesn’t drown. We’ll come eat in a few minutes."
Chase nodded and shakily rose to his feet. House stopped him before he could step out of the tub.
"You okay?"
"Just wobbly. I’ll be fine."
House nodded and pulled Chase into a kiss. "Clothes, then food."
*****
Chase looked up from his crossword book to see House part ways with Wilson just outside the Diagnostics office. House pulled the door open with a smirk and headed for the coffee.
"Have a good lunch, then?"
House glanced at him and then around the otherwise empty office. "Decent. Where’re the rest of my minions? I don’t remember sending them on any world ending missions lately."
Chase snorted and went back to his crossword. "Foreman is in Neurology, probably looking for a case. Cameron is doing your clinic hours again."
House smiled. "And what are you doing for me?"
Chase smiled. "Not killing you or telling Cuddy that you’re screwing Wilson."
House laughed. "Nice. You eat lunch?"
Chase shrugged. "Wasn’t hungry."
House grew thoughtful. "Uh huh. Wilson is charting right now. Take your lunch and go eat in his office."
Chase put away his book and gathered his lunch before disappearing out the door.
House quickly dialed Wilson and gave him a heads up. Then House waited until Chase came back with empty dishes to go bug Wilson.
*****
"I don’t have time right now, House."
House dropped into his favorite chair with a bounce. "You had enough time for Chase, why not me?"
Wilson’s head snapped up. "What are you talking about?"
House cocked his head. "Chase didn’t come in here to eat?"
Wilson blinked. "Chase stuck his head in and said you’d be by to bother me, but he didn’t eat. You just said he’d come by, you didn’t mention food."
"Uh." House tapped his cane on the floor. "How much to do you remember about my exploring Chase last night?"
Wilson sat down his pen and rubbed the back of his neck. "Some. I didn’t realize he had so many scars."
"He shouldn’t have. Especially the scar from infection." House bounced the cane harder. "You overheard about the closet thing?"
"Yes. I would very much like to get a hold of that man."
House watched the evil expression fade from Wilson’s face moments after it appeared. "Yeah." House leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees. "Building his trust is going to take time."
Wilson nodded. "I want to, though. He’s almost as fascinating as you are."
House shook his head fondly as he watched Wilson’s cheeks take on a faint red tint. "You look at anyone else today?"
Wilson smiled. "Nope, just you and Chase. Thought about finding a corner and sucking his brains out."
House smirked. "What did you think about me?"
Wilson fingered his pen. "About you fucking me in your favorite clinic exam room."
House raised his eyebrows. "I’d have to gag you, the walls are paper thin."
"Nothing doing. You work on gaining more of Chase’s trust first before you go planning things that would get us fired."
House stood. "Whatever you say, Wilson." House left through the balcony door.
Wilson waited until he was sure House was gone. "Yeah, right, whatever I say. As though he even heard me." Wilson shook his head and poked at the legal papers from his new ex-wife’s lawyer with a fingertip and sighed. "Not that I have anything to say."
*****
House carefully backed away from the balcony door. He’d caught sight of just enough papers to know he needed to see the rest, quickly. Best go send out minions on a distraction mission. House headed into his office in search of his fellows while plotting how best to get them to pry Wilson out of his office.
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(Part 6)