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Chance Encounter	By : sybersnake Category: G through L > House Views: 2823 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own House, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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How we got here again? Wondered House silently, as Tritter
pushed him up to the alley�s cold, dirty wall. House stumbled on a garbage and
just with difficultly could stayed on his feet, his aching leg complained to
him for the sudden movement what it required to stay upward.
�Hands on the
wall, legs apart.�� Tritter ordered
coldly, professionally, in spite of the forged charged he pretended to proceed.
House tried to follow the command, he had no other opinion, Wilson swore he
won�t get House out of the jail again.�
The cop stepped
up close to him, House could feel the cop�s warm breath on his neck, when rough
hands started to search him.
He could
remember how this little fiasco started, he remembered stumbling to the wall,
remembered the thermometer, and the challenge in Tritter�s eye when they were
in Cuddy�s office, but the most vivid memory was neither of this. But when he
was arrested, as he was roughly turned around, and warm hands searched him and
when skin meet skin the first time.
The memories of
lingering warm hand on his side haunted House, he could feel the other man�s
touch even hours later. It confused and scared him.� And now they were here in a dark alley, Tritter�s hands touching
him again, and he wanted these hands to stay away as far from him as they could
and the same time to never stop touching him.
He accidentally
shifted his weight a bit more to his bum leg. Pain explode in his thigh and his
leg gave out under him.� He lost his
footing and he felt gravity taking course as he started to fall.
Then strong
hands stopped his fall, supported him, held him. It was a good moment or two
before the pain softened enough so he could remember where he was and with
whom.
His surrounding
slowly registered in his mind, he was sandwiched between the cold wall and a
strong chest, a hand encircled his waist while the other griped his hip, and a
large warm palm was pressed to his stomach, to his very naked belly, someway
his jacket was cocked up by the cop�s arm leaving his abdomen exposed. He
noticed the warm breath on his neck was erratic and somewhat harsh in the
silent alley. They stood like that for a second or more, neither moved.
The hand on his
hip� moved cautiously toward Tritter�s
other hand, it ghosted over his hipbone and slipped so slightly in his jeans.
House breath quickened from the intimidate touch, but he did not wanted to pull
away. He felt controlled, held, warm and wanted after so long, he did not
wanted it to end, not yet anyway.
�If you want me
to stop, you only need to say.�� He
heard Tritter�s husky whisper from his left before warm tongue licked his ear,
and a kiss was pressed on the back of his neck.
House mutely
shocked his head. The hand in his jeans ghosted over his groin before Tritter
pulled his hand out from House�s jeans. House almost moaned out loud from the
lose of the� contact. When he heard
Tritter started to fumbler first with his own jeans before the hand� returned to House�s. House�s jeans was eased
down on his thigh, leaving him exposed to the cold air.
Tritter pressed
his freed half-hard cock to House�s naked ass. The contact caused a shiver to
run up House�s body and bucked his hip back to the other man�s loin, making
Tritter hiss out and start to rock back to him. But it was not enough, House
needed more, needed to feel the ach�
deep inside him, needed to be controlled, needed to be dominated. And
needed the pain what this encounter would cause later, the pain and humiliation
what his submitting would cause. But Tritter suddenly stopped, Why he
stopped? What? Why? House� mind was confused, he looked over his shoulder
his questions clearly written in his electric blue eyes.
�No lube.� Was
the only answer, but it was not enough, House did not moved only frowned at
Tritter who stepped away from him while he put his cock back to his jeans.
Tritter looked up at him, and House could read easily the older man�s hunger
for him and House could not help but shiver.
Their gaze was
locked, while Tritter stepped up to House, and run his hand over House still
exposed backside, before he pulled up House�s jeans.
�Come. I live
not far from here.�� And we could finish
it there was an unsaid part without waiting for the answer the cop turned away
and walked toward his car. House knew it was his call now, he could go with
Tritter and submit to him, or he could walk away. The choice was his. But to go
home to an empty apartment, to an empty life was just not that alluring choice.
So he quickly
put himself away, gathered his fallen cane and limped toward the waiting car.
Tritter waited for him in the car, the engines was on,� he sat in and closed the door.
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