Author's Note: This chapter is rated M...M...for Mature. :) Enjoy!
Love,
Citrine
Jenna returned home about an hour before House and Wilson were scheduled to arrive. She rolled into the condo feeling worn. As she crossed into the living room Sarah jumped out to greet her. The cat was still was wary of its new house guest especially with her set of wheels. That could definitely cause some tail snags and paw sores. Sarah already dealt with enough crap from the grouch with the stick after all. But this guest so far seemed okay.
"Hey pretty kitty." Jenna said. Sarah leaned up on her back legs and received a pet.
She wheeled herself into her room where Holmes and Wilson immediately were up and begging to be let out. Jenna of course knew she couldn't do that yet until it was safe for her to be outdoors.
"Sorry boys." She said. "Another hour hopefully."
It took some time but she was able to get herself changed and comfortable. She hauled herself onto her bed and decided to take a quick nap.
An hour and a half later, House and Wilson came home together after a quick trip to a nice bar. House was already feeling fiesty and wasted no time in slightly groping his lover.
"Didn't I tell you." Wilson said. "That we would take care of this later?"
House groaned.
"But I want to do it now!" He whined.
James smiled and turned around only to embrace in House's arms.
"Can I just see if Jenna is hungry for dinner?" He asked. "And let the dogs out."
House pouted, but the promise of food made it better. He knew with Jenna being around, James would be making sure she was being properly fed, which meant more home cooked meals. Nothing House liked more than a James Wilson home cooked meal.
Of all varieties.
James peeked into Jenna's room and saw the woman lying asleep atop her bed. The dogs though saw their master and went nuts in their crates. James tried to silence them, but it was useless. Jenna stirred as James released Holmes and Wilson.
"Sorry." James said sheepishly when Jenna's eyes blinked open.
Jenna stretched.
"No worries." She said. "I shouldn't nap too long anyway or else I'd never to get to sleep tonight. She started maneuvering around the bed.
"Need some help?" James asked as he went to her side. But Jenna shook her head.
"I can do it." She said. "How was work?"
"Regular day." James said. "Were you able to get through your appointments alright?"
Jenna nodded as she slipped herself into her wheelchair.
"I spent lunch with House's team." She said. "It's was nice. Taub said there might not be much scarring from my wounds. My legs, still not moving no matter how hard I try."
"You're getting there." James said. "These things take time."
"Yeah, yeah." Jenna said as they moved into the living room where House had just slammed the back door annoyingly.
"I hate those stupid dogs." He growled. "Damn near tripped me."
"I told you to look over the homework I got from their training classes." James said peeking out the window to make sure the dogs were still on the grass. "They are not going to learn anything if you just toss them outside."
"That's what you are for." House said. "You need to wrangle the mutts."
Jenna chuckled.
"Unfortunately they'll think they can get away with anything around you." Jenna said to House. "They need to learn from BOTH members of the household. In fact I should look over the training too because I am also here. Dogs are like kids, they'll pick one parent to behave around and the other one to misbehave knowing that they can get away with it."
"See?" James said as he went out back.
"No."
Jenna sighed.
"Still not liking the pups huh?" She asked as she wheeled over to him. House was plopped down on the couch rubbing his sore leg.
"They are just another bane of my existence." He said.
Jenna rolled her eyes and then noticed a small cage by the window.
"Oh is that Steve?" She asked wheeling over to the little wired box. Inside a little nose peeked out of some shavings and Steve McQueen the large gray rat appeared. Jenna smiled as she stuck her finger near the bars for him to sniff.
"He's very cute." She said. The rat stood up on his hind legs and inspected the new smell. "For someone who doesn't seem to love any living thing I can see that you care a lot about him. He's got a nice set up."
"He's small, he lives in a cage and barely makes a sound." House said. "In my opinion the perfect roommate."
"What was that?" Wilson suddenly appeared with crossed his arms. "You prefer a rat living with you?"
"I said roommate!" House said. "I didn't mean: guy who shares my bed! That's a completely different thing!"
"He is right." Jenna said. "Small pets are perfect for single living. But now its even better because you're both a couple. Steve is just a quiet companion."
House looked over at Jenna surprised. Did the woman just defend his honor and his furry friend?
Wilson sighed, but smiled.
"I suppose." He said. "I am going to make dinner."
"I'll help you!" Jenna volunteered wheeling herself behind him. "All my therapists are telling me to learn how to do everyday things while in this thing."
"You cook?" House said with a shiver. "Maybe I'll get takeout."
Jenna glared at him.
"And maybe I'll slip a laxative into your takeaway box when you are not looking."
Wilson just chuckled
"You're better off using a sleeping pill." He said as he moved into the kitchen. "He's much quieter then."
"Good idea." Jenna said wheeling behind him. "OH, or wet dog food! They are making that stuff look more and more edible each day."
"I like that thought!" Wilson said. "Especially after he has been through my stuff again. You should see how many of my ties he has destroyed in effigy."
"I CAN HEAR YOU YA KNOW!" House yelled slumping in the couch. Holmes decided to take that moment and put his head on House's knee. He looked up at him with big blue eyes. House hmmped and pet the dog's head.
"Thanks for understanding." He said. "But I still don't like you."
Dinner was a light affair. Instead of the kitchen table, everyone opted to sit in front of the television. Jenna sat on the couch next to House while Wilson took an arm chair. The dogs took a couple of bold steps trying to get at everyone's food, but James and Jenna were both able to get the two to listen. Jenna at one point excused herself to go to the bathroom and House seized the opportunity.
"Ew what the heck?" House said looking at his arm.
"Spill food on yourself again?" James said. "I always tell you to use a napkin."
"Gee, I don't know." House nonchalantly. "When did that mole appear though?"
"Mole?"
"Yeah."
"Let me see."
James got up and went over to where House was pointing and instantly felt himself trapped in two long arms.
"Gotcha." House said with a sly grin.
"House." Wilson rolled his eyes realizing he had been tricked as his lips were assaulted.
"Jenna will be back any second." James argued as House attacked his neck.
"So?"
"You really want me to answer that."
"Look if you won't continue making out with me at least sit here." He said. "My leg hurts and I doubt Jenna will allow me to use her lap as a leg rest."
"Oh so you just want to use me as your ottoman, not because of, I don't know, you missed me being next to you."
"Precisely."
Before Wilson could respond-
"Ewww, cooties, yuck!" Jenna said teasingly wheeling herself back into the living room and seeing House and Wilson in their position.
James jumped from the couch, but Jenna shook her head.
"Will you sit down next to him already." Jenna said with a laugh. "I'll make it easy on you guys and let you get back to your quality time. I am going to go back to my room, give myself a mini-spa, and take advantage of the nice big TV in there. In fact, Holmes, Wilson!"
The dogs perked up and trotted over to her.
"I'll take the kids with me." She said. "Come on you two, let's let daddy and papa get back to business. Night guys!"
Before either man could respond, Jenna and the pups disappeared into her room and closed the door.
House and Wilson looked over at each other.
"What just happened here?" House asked.
Wilson put his hands on his hips.
"I don't know, but I think our guest was giving us some time alone together." He said. "Though I should keep you away from me after playing that mole trick."
"How else was I supposed to get you into clutches?" House said tugging James down to him. "Make a trail of breadcrumbs?"
"Asking would have been a better option."
"And you would have refused saying that Jenna would be more comfortable on the couch."
James glared as House leaned in and kissed him warmly.
"You know I am right." He said.
"Shut up." James said as he got lost in Greg's kissing.
"No you shut up." Greg answered and the two fell together on the couch.
They would be there awhile kissing and caressing until the need for comfort crept in and they moved to the bedroom. They took their time tonight making love. James had indeed promised to make it up to Greg for his slight indiscretion earlier that day and made sure to indulge his lover in every way possible. House threaded his fingers through James hair as he was busy pleasing Greg orally under the covers. When he ejaculated, he did it quietly, but nonetheless passionately. James then looked up at him with a sweet smile and Greg in his bliss pulled the younger man close. Crashing their lips together, Greg felt James reach between them and prep him. They often switched who would be top and bottom, both men quite competitive when it came to discovering new sexual heights. It wasn't about who was more dominate, but who was more in the mood. So James didn't mind when Greg let him top tonight. James muffled his moans in Greg's shoulder as they moved together. Greg just held onto James, his eyes tightly closed embracing the body above him. He loved it. He loved how James knew just where to move, how the man knew when to be gentle and when to let go.
James was the same. He could make love to Greg or be given love by him for hours. Never in his wildest dreams did he think another man could be as sexy as the one holding onto him now whispering for more. He never thought that he would be doing the same when he was being taken. But with Greg, he couldn't get enough. There were days at work he could barely think he'd make it until Greg was home and they would have sex once again. He would actually miss the man when a diagnostics case took forever to solve. His once straying thoughts when he had been married or in a relationship with a woman had truly come to an end. No woman, no matter how sexy could draw James away from Greg and vice versa. Sure the two would admire, but in the end, they wouldn't pursue because that urge, that drive wasn't there. The woman may have been a knock out, but they truly felt no desire to try and bed her.
They only wanted each other.
That one thought, that he wanted Greg caused him to burst. Greg followed not long after and the two collapsed together.
Greg grabbed him and held him tightly. James held him right back as the two tried to settle their breaths.
They would wake up like that the next morning.
