#chirteen

Chapter 7 preview of plenty to go around

Friday-Poker Night

Chase has been instructed to sit on the floor, naked, under the table once all the guests arrive. 

So far only Thirteen is has arrived, but it won't be long until Wilson, Cameron, and Foreman get here. They are unfortunately, doctors first, and for all of them to be here without incurring the wrath of Cuddy, they had to convince (pay off) other doctors to cover them tonight. 

Since its just Thirteen, him, and House, the three of them continue their conversation from a week ago, fully clothed, over scotch on House's couch.

“So what’s it like,” Thirteen asks, “the dynamic here?”

“Again,” Chase chuckles, “are you asking because you're curious, or because you want in?”

“I haven't strayed from my original answer.”

“You could see for yourself,” House says, motioning to his crotch forwardly. 

“What if I want to watch Chase take it?”

Chase attempts to bite back a whimper. He's unsuccessful.  

House snaps twice and then Chase is setting his drink down and pulling his shirt off over his head.

Thirteen relaxes back into the leather sofa as Chase settles to the floor. 

“Get all the way undressed,” House instructs, keeping eye contact with Thirteen. 

Chase flushes pink all the way up to his cheeks even as he tries to break the record for fastest undress.

“Got him trained up good huh?”

“Oh you haven't seen anything yet,” House chuckles, prompting Chase to finally expose the equipment between his legs. 

She isn’t nearly as surprised as House expects her to be at the flat chastity cage and that’s both annoying, and fucking hot to think about the circles she could run around them in terms of kinks. 

“Get up, I know you're not shy, so show her your ass.”

Chase tries to fight his own grin while he readjusts onto his knees, exposing the silicone plug House worked into his ass earlier. 

The slight gasp covered poorly with a throat clear isn’t missed by either man.  

“Enjoying the view,” House asks, and Thirteen raises an angular eyebrow before taking a sip of her drink. “Alright,” he nods to Chase, “go to work.” 

In moments House's stiff cock is out and in Chase's mouth.

“So you always top,” Thirteen confirms, watching Chase swallow all of House’s cock to the base.

“Pretty much,” House agrees. 

“Ever had your ass fucked by a strap on?”

Chase chokes on House’s dick trying not to moan. 

House’s grin grows. 

“That’s more Chase’s thing.”

“That isn’t a no,” Thirteen points out. 

“Are you offering?”

“Yes.”