Binding Forces Part 9
Title: Binding Forces Chapter 9/?
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.
More Warnings: Not beta'd (see something wrong say so, please). Use of vibrating toy. More bondage. More smut. House's problems aren't dealt with yet, but that starts next chapter.
(Part 8)
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As he followed House and Wilson down the hallway, Chase knew he wasn’t as far into headspace as he would like to be. He was too nervous. He didn’t want to disappoint House anymore than was inevitable. The metal at his wrist felt…nice. Watching Wilson’s backside as House guided him into the bedroom Chase had gotten the pillow from was nicer. Chase slipped one hand from the handle of House’s black bag to trace the metal links that connected his wrists. Smooth. Cool to the touch. I wonder what House is going to do to Wilson. Chase stopped just inside the doorway and watched House sit Wilson in the chair beside the bed.
"Sit the bag over there." House made a motion with his cane at the bureau between the bed and the wall.
Chase hesitated. There’s not enough room between House and the bed to get by. I don’t want to bump him and I can’t wait for him to move. He’ll take too long and then be mad at me. Suddenly Chase snapped his head back as House’s hand touched his chin.
"You suck at headspace." House patted the side of Chase’s head and pointed at the bureau.
Chase held back the snort he wanted to make and moved to set down the bag. Feeling House come up behind him Chase turned and pressed himself between Wilson’s chair and the bureau against the wall.
"Hey. Settle down. You’re okay."
Chase nodded and then watched at House pulled a pair of items from his bag. Chase titled his head as he watched House sit on the edge of the bed and start fiddling with one of the items.
"This is what we’re going to try." House held up one of the items and Chase finally recognized it as a leather foot covering with a locking cuff at the ankle. "Lift up your foot."
Chase braced himself against the wall and lifted his left foot up and held still as House gripped his ankle. He breathed carefully through his nose as he watched House wrap his foot in the leather and fasten the cuff.
"This part slots into here and then I can use a lock or leave it like this." House glanced up at Chase. "And now I want you to take it off."
Chase blinked. "Off?"
House tapped the top of Chase’s foot. "Off. Show me."
Chase started to lift his foot up off House’s left knee and then stopped. "Why?"
House cocked his head. "Why are you asking?"
Chase fingered the metal links connecting his wrists. "If you lock them I can’t get out of them anyway. Why have me take it off if it’s going to be locked?"
"Didn’t say I’d lock it. Just said it could be locked." House pushed at Chase’s foot. "Off."
Chase quickly undid the cuff and slipped the leather off his foot. House took it away and even more swiftly put it right back on.
Chase forced himself not to roll his eyes. He obediently changed feet and let House encase his other foot as well. House shoved Chase’s foot away and Chase stood up straight. House rummaged in his bag.
"Jimmy is being too quiet don’t you think, Robbie?"
Chase turned his head to check on Wilson. "Not really. He’s just listening intently."
House snorted. "Sure. Foot, Robbie."
Chase turned back to House and gulped. Locks. I can do this. Whatever House wants I can do. Chase set his foot back up onto House’s knee, being careful to not settle too much weight there even though he was resting on the left knee.
"Good. They’re small locks. Unless they’ve been moved there are bolt cutters in the garage that’s off the kitchen. I don’t think you’ll ever need them, but that’s where they are." House motioned for the other foot and snapped the lock through the cuff’s hasp. "Being small means less weight, but I think they’re just heavy enough to remind you of their existence."
Chase could feel the weight on the outside of his ankle. He started to pull his foot away once House had snapped the lock shut, but House gripped his calf and held him in place.
"This is the key for both locks." House held up a tiny silver key on a long black cord. Using the key he undid the lock, pulled the key, and then snapped the lock closed again. "Don’t use it unless you have to. And remember you will explain to me why afterwards if you do ever use the key."
Chase held very still as House dropped the key’s cord over his head. House lifted the key away from Chase’s chest and let it fall back down.
"Don’t lose it. That’s my only copy."
Chase stared down at the tiny key lying against his skin. It’s already warm. From House’s hand, I guess. Chase lifted his head and found House watching him. He could feel the heat rising as he blushed.
House half grinned. "Nice. Pull the bedspread down out of the way."
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House watched Chase pause after a few steps and look down at his leather covered feet. Remembering to always leave him an out is going to be annoying after a while. House grinned as Chase moved with more confidence as he reached the other side of the bed. Content that Chase wasn’t going to break down House turned back to Wilson. Far too quiet. House wet a fingertip and slid it across the top of Wilson’s shoulder.
Wilson gasped and shivered. House stood up as he felt Chase tug on the bedspread for the fourth time and moved closer to Wilson.
"Don’t need to gag you if you’re going to be silent." House rewetted his fingertip and traced the outside of Wilson’s ear.
Wilson sucked in a quick breath. "Liked the gag."
House slid his finger across Wilson’s cheekbone to his nose and down to trace his lips. "I know you did. Hold still for me."
Wilson barely breathed as House pulled the shirt that served as the blindfold down, tugging to get it past Wilson’s nose. Then House rubbed Wilson’s lower lip as he blinked owlishly up at House. The cloth hung around Wilson’s neck as House held Wilson’s chin and turned his head from side to side.
"Hmm. Stand up." House pulled slightly on Wilson’s chin as he spoke.
Wilson stood and spread his legs slightly to balance better. House moved to one side and pushed Wilson towards the bed with a hand on the small of Wilson’s back.
"Knees against the edge. Stand still." House rummaged in his bag for a moment before turning back to Wilson. House held up a length of silk. "Open your mouth."
House slipped the silk into place and tied it at the back of Wilson’s head. Then he slipped the blindfold cloth off and let it drop to the floor. House stroked his thumb across the silk at the corner of Wilson’s mouth for a moment before turning to Chase.
"Lay down on your back, Robbie." House listened to the rustle of metal chain and sheets as he watched Wilson watching Chase. "I want you to kneel beside him, James."
Wilson worked his way onto the bed as House hunted his bag for the other items he needed. House cocked his head as he gazed at Wilson. Puffing out a breath House dropped his items to the bed and lifted Wilson’s head, putting the shirt wrapped pillow underneath.
House ran a hand down Wilson’s spine as he watched Chase finish settling. "Deep breath." House smirked as both Wilson and Chase followed his command. House slicked his fingers and teased Wilson’s hole for a scant moment before pulling away. Wilson moved his arms beneath himself as he made a small noise at the loss of contact.
"Stay still, Jimmy." House watched Chase out of the corner of his eye as he used his slick fingers to spread lube across the dildo he had dropped to the bed. "You can’t come until I say, Jimmy. Make all the noise you want, but don’t come."
Wilson grunted softly and then sucked a sharp breath through his nose as House slid the dildo into him. House thrusted slowly in and out until Wilson suddenly shivered. House smiled and slid the dildo further in until the first small flare was inside Wilson. Then House flicked a small button on the dildo’s remote and sat back as Wilson withered, gasping.
"Vibrating against your prostate isn’t it?" House stroked the small of Wilson’s back as he jerked his hips in time to the pulses. House leaned in until he was close to Wilson’s ear. "Don’t come."
House moved until he was sitting next to Chase who was watching Wilson twitch and moan through the gag. House took a hold of the chain connecting Chase’s hands, causing Chase to tear his eyes away from Wilson to look at House.
"Lift them above your head."
Chase bent his head back to watch as House unclipped on end of the chain and slipped it through the slats of the headboard and clip it back in place. Chase stared as his hands while he listened to Wilson’s whimpers as House stroked the inside of his wrist.
"Okay, Robbie?"
Chase jerked his head down to look at House and blinked. "Yes."
House traced Chase’s ribs with his fingertips. "Good." House turned Chase’s head to look at Wilson. "Watch James."
*****
Chase concentrated on Wilson as he felt House slip pillows under his hips. Wilson’s half-lidded stare, nostrils flaring, tiny noises escaping the gag and the slight trembling as he struggled to hold still were mesmerizing. Chase felt House press fingers into him, but didn’t pay much attention as he watched a bead of sweat slide down the side of Wilson’s nose.
"Good, love. Relax and keep watching Jimmy."
Chase heard the voice rumble, but he was busy watching Wilson. He could nearly feel the hard length of the dildo enter him. Chase groaned as he realized House was in him, thrusting slowly.
"Watch him, Robbie. See the heaving breaths he takes?"
Chase matched Wilson’s breathing as he gripped the metal links holding him to the bed. Chase jerked his hips with Wilson as he watched House reach over and slid the dildo out slowly before thrusting back in hard. Chase felt it in himself as House echoed the movement in him. Chase spread his legs wider as he urged House deeper with a breathy moan.
"What do you need, Robbie?"
Chase thrust up and nearly sobbed as House flicked the vibration on Wilson’s dildo off as he pulled back from Chase. Wilson rolled his hips and whimpered as his cock scrapped the sheets.
"Tell me out loud, Robbie."
Chase tore his eyes away from Wilson to look up at House over him, holding one of his legs and buried halfway in him. "Please." The word coming out in a small sob.
House slid the dildo most of the way out of Wilson. "Asking for you or him, Robbie?"
Chase watched the dildo disappear slowly, so slowly, back into Wilson as he sighed around the gag. Chase pressed the heel of his free leg into House’s skin. This time the word was stronger. "Both."
House smiled and thrust into Chase.
Chase watched Wilson dig his bound hands into the bed as House turned the vibrations back on. Gasping Chase listened to Wilson’s little grunts as he felt House slamming into him. He could feel the little lock hitting him just above House’s hold on his ankle.
House leaned in until he was breathing against the side of Chase’s face. "Come, love."
Chase strained against his bindings as he lifted himself to meet House. His eyes slid closed on the sight of Wilson’s half-lidded eyes on him as wet warmth spread across his belly.
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House quickly pulled out as Chase came. House hauled on Wilson’s nearer arm until he was close enough to lay Wilson’s face on Chase’s come splattered stomach. Wilson whimpered as Chase shivered under him.
After removing the dildo from Wilson and shutting off the vibrations House quickly wiped it down and lubed it again. After slipping it into Chase, House carefully stood up and retrieved the ties he’d left near Wilson. House tied Chase’s ankles together and then tied them to the footboard. Checking that the pillows were still under Chase’s hips and back House then moved so he was behind Wilson.
Slipping the knot on the gag, House pulled it out of Wilson’s mouth and brought Chase’s cock to him.
"Gently suck him, Jimmy." House watched Chase throw his head to the side and groan as Wilson did as he was told. Using his long arms to his advantage House stroked a finger down the side of Chase’s face. "Look at me, Robbie."
Chase blinked several times and focused on House.
"Pain isn’t the only thing to get lost in." House didn’t give Chase a chance to answer as he flicked the remote and turned the vibration on high.
Chase jerked and House could see the scream catch in Chase’s throat. House pressed into Wilson and began pounding him.
Grunting with effort House watched as Chase spasmed in his bonds, jerking first one arm and then the other as he thrust into Wilson’s mouth. House gripped Wilson’s hair as he reached around with the other hand to roughly jerk Wilson’s dick.
"Come for us, James."
Wilson groaned around Chase’s cock as he jerked through his climax in House’s hands. Chase whimpered as his hips twitched. House pulled away as Chase went limp under Wilson.
Moving to the edge of the bed House looked down at himself and sighed. Squeezing his own shaft until he could feel that pain past the pain of his leg House kept squeezing until his arousal was a dull ache, barely felt through the leg pain. House dug through his bag until he found a stash of his pills and popped a couple.
House turned and looked at others and realized he’d left the dildo on. Cursing himself under his breath House quickly repositioned Wilson and freed Chase’s ankles. Pulling the dildo from Chase’s body, House watched to make sure Chase was still passed out.
House stripped the cuffs from Chase’s wrists and checked over Chase’s arms. Then he rolled Wilson onto his side and cut the socks and tape from Wilson’s hands. After freeing Wilson completely House checked them both over carefully. He dropped the comforter over top of them and whispered for them to sleep before leaving the room.
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Chase watched House lean on his cane as he left the room. Have to ask him about the pills and not coming. Chase tried to move, but couldn’t get his body to listen. Later then. With slow movements Chase gathered the tiny key on its cord into his hand and went to sleep.
*****
(Part 10)
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.
More Warnings: Not beta'd (see something wrong say so, please). Use of vibrating toy. More bondage. More smut. House's problems aren't dealt with yet, but that starts next chapter.
(Part 8)
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As he followed House and Wilson down the hallway, Chase knew he wasn’t as far into headspace as he would like to be. He was too nervous. He didn’t want to disappoint House anymore than was inevitable. The metal at his wrist felt…nice. Watching Wilson’s backside as House guided him into the bedroom Chase had gotten the pillow from was nicer. Chase slipped one hand from the handle of House’s black bag to trace the metal links that connected his wrists. Smooth. Cool to the touch. I wonder what House is going to do to Wilson. Chase stopped just inside the doorway and watched House sit Wilson in the chair beside the bed.
"Sit the bag over there." House made a motion with his cane at the bureau between the bed and the wall.
Chase hesitated. There’s not enough room between House and the bed to get by. I don’t want to bump him and I can’t wait for him to move. He’ll take too long and then be mad at me. Suddenly Chase snapped his head back as House’s hand touched his chin.
"You suck at headspace." House patted the side of Chase’s head and pointed at the bureau.
Chase held back the snort he wanted to make and moved to set down the bag. Feeling House come up behind him Chase turned and pressed himself between Wilson’s chair and the bureau against the wall.
"Hey. Settle down. You’re okay."
Chase nodded and then watched at House pulled a pair of items from his bag. Chase titled his head as he watched House sit on the edge of the bed and start fiddling with one of the items.
"This is what we’re going to try." House held up one of the items and Chase finally recognized it as a leather foot covering with a locking cuff at the ankle. "Lift up your foot."
Chase braced himself against the wall and lifted his left foot up and held still as House gripped his ankle. He breathed carefully through his nose as he watched House wrap his foot in the leather and fasten the cuff.
"This part slots into here and then I can use a lock or leave it like this." House glanced up at Chase. "And now I want you to take it off."
Chase blinked. "Off?"
House tapped the top of Chase’s foot. "Off. Show me."
Chase started to lift his foot up off House’s left knee and then stopped. "Why?"
House cocked his head. "Why are you asking?"
Chase fingered the metal links connecting his wrists. "If you lock them I can’t get out of them anyway. Why have me take it off if it’s going to be locked?"
"Didn’t say I’d lock it. Just said it could be locked." House pushed at Chase’s foot. "Off."
Chase quickly undid the cuff and slipped the leather off his foot. House took it away and even more swiftly put it right back on.
Chase forced himself not to roll his eyes. He obediently changed feet and let House encase his other foot as well. House shoved Chase’s foot away and Chase stood up straight. House rummaged in his bag.
"Jimmy is being too quiet don’t you think, Robbie?"
Chase turned his head to check on Wilson. "Not really. He’s just listening intently."
House snorted. "Sure. Foot, Robbie."
Chase turned back to House and gulped. Locks. I can do this. Whatever House wants I can do. Chase set his foot back up onto House’s knee, being careful to not settle too much weight there even though he was resting on the left knee.
"Good. They’re small locks. Unless they’ve been moved there are bolt cutters in the garage that’s off the kitchen. I don’t think you’ll ever need them, but that’s where they are." House motioned for the other foot and snapped the lock through the cuff’s hasp. "Being small means less weight, but I think they’re just heavy enough to remind you of their existence."
Chase could feel the weight on the outside of his ankle. He started to pull his foot away once House had snapped the lock shut, but House gripped his calf and held him in place.
"This is the key for both locks." House held up a tiny silver key on a long black cord. Using the key he undid the lock, pulled the key, and then snapped the lock closed again. "Don’t use it unless you have to. And remember you will explain to me why afterwards if you do ever use the key."
Chase held very still as House dropped the key’s cord over his head. House lifted the key away from Chase’s chest and let it fall back down.
"Don’t lose it. That’s my only copy."
Chase stared down at the tiny key lying against his skin. It’s already warm. From House’s hand, I guess. Chase lifted his head and found House watching him. He could feel the heat rising as he blushed.
House half grinned. "Nice. Pull the bedspread down out of the way."
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House watched Chase pause after a few steps and look down at his leather covered feet. Remembering to always leave him an out is going to be annoying after a while. House grinned as Chase moved with more confidence as he reached the other side of the bed. Content that Chase wasn’t going to break down House turned back to Wilson. Far too quiet. House wet a fingertip and slid it across the top of Wilson’s shoulder.
Wilson gasped and shivered. House stood up as he felt Chase tug on the bedspread for the fourth time and moved closer to Wilson.
"Don’t need to gag you if you’re going to be silent." House rewetted his fingertip and traced the outside of Wilson’s ear.
Wilson sucked in a quick breath. "Liked the gag."
House slid his finger across Wilson’s cheekbone to his nose and down to trace his lips. "I know you did. Hold still for me."
Wilson barely breathed as House pulled the shirt that served as the blindfold down, tugging to get it past Wilson’s nose. Then House rubbed Wilson’s lower lip as he blinked owlishly up at House. The cloth hung around Wilson’s neck as House held Wilson’s chin and turned his head from side to side.
"Hmm. Stand up." House pulled slightly on Wilson’s chin as he spoke.
Wilson stood and spread his legs slightly to balance better. House moved to one side and pushed Wilson towards the bed with a hand on the small of Wilson’s back.
"Knees against the edge. Stand still." House rummaged in his bag for a moment before turning back to Wilson. House held up a length of silk. "Open your mouth."
House slipped the silk into place and tied it at the back of Wilson’s head. Then he slipped the blindfold cloth off and let it drop to the floor. House stroked his thumb across the silk at the corner of Wilson’s mouth for a moment before turning to Chase.
"Lay down on your back, Robbie." House listened to the rustle of metal chain and sheets as he watched Wilson watching Chase. "I want you to kneel beside him, James."
Wilson worked his way onto the bed as House hunted his bag for the other items he needed. House cocked his head as he gazed at Wilson. Puffing out a breath House dropped his items to the bed and lifted Wilson’s head, putting the shirt wrapped pillow underneath.
House ran a hand down Wilson’s spine as he watched Chase finish settling. "Deep breath." House smirked as both Wilson and Chase followed his command. House slicked his fingers and teased Wilson’s hole for a scant moment before pulling away. Wilson moved his arms beneath himself as he made a small noise at the loss of contact.
"Stay still, Jimmy." House watched Chase out of the corner of his eye as he used his slick fingers to spread lube across the dildo he had dropped to the bed. "You can’t come until I say, Jimmy. Make all the noise you want, but don’t come."
Wilson grunted softly and then sucked a sharp breath through his nose as House slid the dildo into him. House thrusted slowly in and out until Wilson suddenly shivered. House smiled and slid the dildo further in until the first small flare was inside Wilson. Then House flicked a small button on the dildo’s remote and sat back as Wilson withered, gasping.
"Vibrating against your prostate isn’t it?" House stroked the small of Wilson’s back as he jerked his hips in time to the pulses. House leaned in until he was close to Wilson’s ear. "Don’t come."
House moved until he was sitting next to Chase who was watching Wilson twitch and moan through the gag. House took a hold of the chain connecting Chase’s hands, causing Chase to tear his eyes away from Wilson to look at House.
"Lift them above your head."
Chase bent his head back to watch as House unclipped on end of the chain and slipped it through the slats of the headboard and clip it back in place. Chase stared as his hands while he listened to Wilson’s whimpers as House stroked the inside of his wrist.
"Okay, Robbie?"
Chase jerked his head down to look at House and blinked. "Yes."
House traced Chase’s ribs with his fingertips. "Good." House turned Chase’s head to look at Wilson. "Watch James."
*****
Chase concentrated on Wilson as he felt House slip pillows under his hips. Wilson’s half-lidded stare, nostrils flaring, tiny noises escaping the gag and the slight trembling as he struggled to hold still were mesmerizing. Chase felt House press fingers into him, but didn’t pay much attention as he watched a bead of sweat slide down the side of Wilson’s nose.
"Good, love. Relax and keep watching Jimmy."
Chase heard the voice rumble, but he was busy watching Wilson. He could nearly feel the hard length of the dildo enter him. Chase groaned as he realized House was in him, thrusting slowly.
"Watch him, Robbie. See the heaving breaths he takes?"
Chase matched Wilson’s breathing as he gripped the metal links holding him to the bed. Chase jerked his hips with Wilson as he watched House reach over and slid the dildo out slowly before thrusting back in hard. Chase felt it in himself as House echoed the movement in him. Chase spread his legs wider as he urged House deeper with a breathy moan.
"What do you need, Robbie?"
Chase thrust up and nearly sobbed as House flicked the vibration on Wilson’s dildo off as he pulled back from Chase. Wilson rolled his hips and whimpered as his cock scrapped the sheets.
"Tell me out loud, Robbie."
Chase tore his eyes away from Wilson to look up at House over him, holding one of his legs and buried halfway in him. "Please." The word coming out in a small sob.
House slid the dildo most of the way out of Wilson. "Asking for you or him, Robbie?"
Chase watched the dildo disappear slowly, so slowly, back into Wilson as he sighed around the gag. Chase pressed the heel of his free leg into House’s skin. This time the word was stronger. "Both."
House smiled and thrust into Chase.
Chase watched Wilson dig his bound hands into the bed as House turned the vibrations back on. Gasping Chase listened to Wilson’s little grunts as he felt House slamming into him. He could feel the little lock hitting him just above House’s hold on his ankle.
House leaned in until he was breathing against the side of Chase’s face. "Come, love."
Chase strained against his bindings as he lifted himself to meet House. His eyes slid closed on the sight of Wilson’s half-lidded eyes on him as wet warmth spread across his belly.
****
House quickly pulled out as Chase came. House hauled on Wilson’s nearer arm until he was close enough to lay Wilson’s face on Chase’s come splattered stomach. Wilson whimpered as Chase shivered under him.
After removing the dildo from Wilson and shutting off the vibrations House quickly wiped it down and lubed it again. After slipping it into Chase, House carefully stood up and retrieved the ties he’d left near Wilson. House tied Chase’s ankles together and then tied them to the footboard. Checking that the pillows were still under Chase’s hips and back House then moved so he was behind Wilson.
Slipping the knot on the gag, House pulled it out of Wilson’s mouth and brought Chase’s cock to him.
"Gently suck him, Jimmy." House watched Chase throw his head to the side and groan as Wilson did as he was told. Using his long arms to his advantage House stroked a finger down the side of Chase’s face. "Look at me, Robbie."
Chase blinked several times and focused on House.
"Pain isn’t the only thing to get lost in." House didn’t give Chase a chance to answer as he flicked the remote and turned the vibration on high.
Chase jerked and House could see the scream catch in Chase’s throat. House pressed into Wilson and began pounding him.
Grunting with effort House watched as Chase spasmed in his bonds, jerking first one arm and then the other as he thrust into Wilson’s mouth. House gripped Wilson’s hair as he reached around with the other hand to roughly jerk Wilson’s dick.
"Come for us, James."
Wilson groaned around Chase’s cock as he jerked through his climax in House’s hands. Chase whimpered as his hips twitched. House pulled away as Chase went limp under Wilson.
Moving to the edge of the bed House looked down at himself and sighed. Squeezing his own shaft until he could feel that pain past the pain of his leg House kept squeezing until his arousal was a dull ache, barely felt through the leg pain. House dug through his bag until he found a stash of his pills and popped a couple.
House turned and looked at others and realized he’d left the dildo on. Cursing himself under his breath House quickly repositioned Wilson and freed Chase’s ankles. Pulling the dildo from Chase’s body, House watched to make sure Chase was still passed out.
House stripped the cuffs from Chase’s wrists and checked over Chase’s arms. Then he rolled Wilson onto his side and cut the socks and tape from Wilson’s hands. After freeing Wilson completely House checked them both over carefully. He dropped the comforter over top of them and whispered for them to sleep before leaving the room.
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Chase watched House lean on his cane as he left the room. Have to ask him about the pills and not coming. Chase tried to move, but couldn’t get his body to listen. Later then. With slow movements Chase gathered the tiny key on its cord into his hand and went to sleep.
*****
(Part 10)