House wants to get more of those noises out of Chase, more of those soft sounds, whimpers or moans. He wants to hear how he sounds with that sensitive ass moving against his sheets, how he looks as he's stripped naked with the backdrop his bedroom and not the quick change of a studio, even if that had been intentionally slowed to get House's eyes on him.
Chase looks positively wicked as he pulls away, troublesome and playful and inviting as he curls around him, arms and legs holding on tight.
"Mm... okay..." he says as they pass right by the sofa, and he's holding Chase close, hand subtly tugging him a little bit closer, as if that were even possible. He pulls from the kiss to see where he's going, but he buries his face in his neck, lays a kiss against his skin and breathes him in. Inside the bedroom, he murmurs against his ear, "Here's the bedroom."
Then he turns around in a circle, stopping to show him the selling points, "Dresser, closet, chair, bed. Nothing special, but it's pretty comfortable..." he turns them back around and carries Chase on up to it and leans over the bed, letting go of Chase until he can't help but fall back against the bed.
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Chase looks positively wicked as he pulls away, troublesome and playful and inviting as he curls around him, arms and legs holding on tight.
"Mm... okay..." he says as they pass right by the sofa, and he's holding Chase close, hand subtly tugging him a little bit closer, as if that were even possible. He pulls from the kiss to see where he's going, but he buries his face in his neck, lays a kiss against his skin and breathes him in. Inside the bedroom, he murmurs against his ear, "Here's the bedroom."
Then he turns around in a circle, stopping to show him the selling points, "Dresser, closet, chair, bed. Nothing special, but it's pretty comfortable..." he turns them back around and carries Chase on up to it and leans over the bed, letting go of Chase until he can't help but fall back against the bed.