Vicodin or Me? (A Hilson RP) - Chapter 3

Wilson: *came home frm his work to find tht House was not home, then had a hunch he was in his old plc n drove dwn there*

House had downed half and was watching porn. He had also used something from work that he should not have..

Wilson: *went to his plc n knocked on the door* House? House, I knw ur in there. Answer the door

House downed the rest of the bottle and opened the second one.

Wilson: House! *grumbled n felt for the spare key in his pocket n opened the door* House, wht r u doing here? I thought u were supposed to be home entertaining ur so-called hooker

"Ah you mest up the best part." He said, rumagging around for the remote.

Wilson: *found the remote nearby on the couch n grabbed it, turning the TV off* House, if ur gonna throw a tantrum, at least dont hurt urself doing it. Its not u

"Hey, I was watching that. It was almost to the part where the girl wresled." he tryed to grab the remote.

Wilson: *held it out of reach* House, wht is the matter with u? First u wanna kiss me, now u look like u wanna kill me. Seriously, how many hv u to drink?

House refused to answer, taking a swig. He got up and stumbled a bit before limping down the hallway for his bathroom.

Wilson: *followed behind him, concerned as to wht stupid thing he would do if he were drunk*

"Are you going to watch me pee? Is that a turn on for you?" He slambed the door. "Oh and get out why don't you."

Wilson: *blinked bt didnt leave. Went to the couch to wait for him to come out*

House got down on his knees and puked his guts out. "God, i forgot what it does to you."

Wilson: *could hear him puke n could only guess tht it was the booze doing to him*

"Fuck." He spat and flushed, then went to wash his mouth out and face. He then came back to the couch and sat down./

Wilson: *an awkward silence* ...Feel better now?

"No." he put the drink up and took a swig the leaned over to Wilson and kissed him.

Wilson: *his eyes widened at tht kiss again, able to taste the strong liqour in his lips, bt this time he didnt fight it, bt went along with it, giving in a little to tht intoxicating kiss*

House moved and put his knee inbetween Wilson's. He kept kissing him, ripping his shirt open.

Wilson: *let out a quiet moan as he felt House's knee btwn his, then wen he heard the rip of the shirt, his eyes snapped open n whispered* W...Wht r u doing, House?

"Your not a virgin, you should know." Hw ducked down to lick his chest.

Wilson: Not a virgin wen it comes to women bt... *his words were caught in his throat wen he felt House's tongue on his chest, his hands instinctively gripped at his sleeves*

"Then let me guide you." he pushed Wilson down on the couch. "You will love it." House leaned down to take one nipple in his mouth.

Wilson: *his breath hitched as he felt the warm wet heat on his nipple, unable to hold bk a whimper tht escaped his lips*

House licked down his chest to his navel and then worked to get his pants open. He pushed Wilson's pants down and his underware. He stroked his cock. "Bet you never had your cock cucked but a man." He chuckled, stroking fast then slowing down.

Wilson: *gasped at House's stroking his cock. This definitely paled in comparison to the porno B-movie tht he was forced to participate in bk then. His mind was racing with questions n thoughts* ~Had House been gay all along? How come I didnt notice? This is so wrong...bt feels so right...No, no, I hv Sam! I should be pushing him away n run bk to Sam n be with Sam! Bt...Bt...I cant...~ *moaned*

House leaned down kissing the tip and pulled his shirt off. "Do you want to run back to your little harpy?" He leaned over him. "Or just relax."

Wilson: *wanted to say he want to go bk to Sam, bt didnt knw why he couldnt say it, like his heart was telling him tht is not wht he reli want. Finally gave in n leaned bk, trying to relax*

House kissed his lips gently this time, stroking his cock at the same time. He leaned down to whisper in his ear. "She can't give you what you need. They never have."

Wilson: *wanted to rebuke, bt he knew deep dwn inside, he was right. As unconventional as his methods was, House had always been there for him, n the truth hurts. He bit his lip, burying his face on his shoulder as he moaned n groaned at the strokes*

House kissed his neck. "Yes, moan, you little slut." He moved back down and took his cock in his mouth.

Wilson: I'm not a sl--aah!! *his bk arched at House's mouth engulfing his cock, panting erratically*

House swollowed him whole and then started bobbing, He reached down to stroke his own cock.

Wilson: *gripped at the couch for an anchor as he felt House's mouth going up n dwn his length, sending pleasurable chills dwn his spine*

House kept bobbiing on him, moaning around the cock in his mouth.

Wilson: *pants hard, reaching ovr to grip at House's hair* S-Stop...! Ur gonna...make me...

House kept sucking and licking his cock, trying to get him to come in his mouth.

Wilson: H...House...House, no, I'm gonna...I'm...GREG!! *screamed House's first name as he came into House's mouth, unable to hold bk*

House swollowed his come and then came on Wilson's leggs. He pulled off and panted. "You can go back to the harpy." He got up and limped out of the room.

Wilson: *panted as he came dwn frm his high, n slowly sat up, suddenly feeling like he was being doused with cold water at those words. He thought for a moment before letting his body guide him towards House, grabbing him, hiding his face against House's bk* Dont...leave me alone...

"I didn't know you were alone, I am still in the appartment."

Wilson: *blushed hard* You knw wht I mean! Please...I...I cant believe I'm saying this bt...I...I want more...

"Then get in the bedroom." He growled.