This was fun. ...Agh! You people and your subtle requests! Why do I feel obligated to please you all? D: ... And why do I not mind doing so? :D

WARNINGS: Contains some graphic sexual content, though no actual love-making takes place. I didn't feel like making another story just for this little continuation of the previous chapter. The story is rated M, anyways.

NOTE: I asked both a friend and my mother if they knew what the term 'happy trail' meant and they both said no, so I figure I'd better explain just so there isn't any confusion. As I've come to know it, 'happy trail' refers to the trail of hair on a man's lower abdomen leading down to his penis. Just an FYI.

The Buddy Collections

Chapter 36: Wilson-sundae

The date itself wasn't nearly as awkward as House had anticipated. He figured it would be bad, like that date he had with Cameron. Then again, that was the last official date he had gone on, so that was a poor example.

He kept himself in check the entire evening, knowing it would make Wilson happy. If Wilson were happy about the date, there was no way he could say 'no' to what House had planned later.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the two returned the dark apartment. Just as Wilson was slipping his coat off, House stepped up behind him and began kissing his neck.

"Nngh! H-House..." the younger man moaned softly.

"Now that dinner's over with... it's time for dessert, wouldn't you say?" House whispered huskily, kneading at Wilson's hips.

"Ah..! Y-Yes, whatever..."

House smirked, then gave Wilson a light smack on the ass, "Go to the bedroom. I'll be there in just a few minutes."

Shuddering slightly, Wilson stumbled through the darkness and into their room. He settled on the edge of the bed, nibbling his bottom lip in anticipation. He had known House for a good number of years and yet the man still managed to surprise him. He had absolutely no idea what to expect.

Finally, House limped into the room. In his free hand was a grocery bag. With an eager smirk, he set the bag on the bed nearby, "Go ahead, get undressed and lay back; make yourself more comfortable. Keep in mind that you'll be in which ever position you choose for a while, though."

A tremor ran throughout the younger man's body as he scooted back, slowly peeling off his clothes along the way. He settled on his back once he was completely naked, hands resting beneath his head as he stared at the taller man, his heart racing.

House watched his lover with interest, his pants becoming more and more uncomfortable as each inch of Wilson's creamy flesh was revealed. He took in a calming breath after the slighter man laid back, gaining more control of himself.

House set aside his cane and reached for the bag. He pulled out a bottle of chocolate syrup, grinning, "It's not going to be a complete sundae, but I figure chocolate-drabbled Wilson will be just as yummy."

Wilson's cheeks burned brightly, "Y-You're not really going to... do what I think you are, are you?"

"Shut up and you'll find out." House punctuated his light-hearted command by popping open the bottle lid. He crawled onto the bed and hovered over his lover, taking in the sight before him, "You're so damn fuckable, James, you know that?"

"So I've heard." he replied with a shaky voice.

"Oh, calm down. It's not gonna hurt you."

Wilson let out a soft gasp as the syrup began to dribble onto his body. House trailed in up his lover's left thigh, bringing it to an end at his happy trail. He trailed more syrup up his other thigh, bringing it to meet the other line. He set the bottle aside for the moment and settled himself between Wilson's opened legs.

Slowly, his hot tongue followed the trail of syrup up Wilson's thigh. House took great care in making sure that not even a little bit of syrup was left behind. Wilson's breath hitched, pleasure shooting through his body, as House's tongue met his happy trail before following the line of syrup down his other thigh.

Once he was finished, House's cheek nuzzled Wilson's thigh as he picked up the bottle of syrup and squeezed some of the thick liquid onto Wilson's growing member. Without hesitation, House took the length into his mouth and began licking and sucking it.

"O-Oh... god, House... where the hell did you... get the idea for this?" Wilson whimpered between pants.

"You enjoying it?" House asked, his voice muffled by the flesh in his mouth.

"God yes."

"Then don't worry about where the idea came from and just relax." House's teeth grazed over the sensitive flesh, eliciting a moan from Wilson's lips.

House's tongue ran along the member, running roughly over the tip of Wilson's penis. He slipped inside the slit, and Wilson bucked.

A few more minutes of House's talented tongue and hot mouth worshipping his lower body was all it took for Wilson to come, his entire body trembling in the aftershocks.

Once House had milked Wilson for all he was worth, he sat up, grinning down at his sweat-covered lover, "Well?"

"W-We should definitely do this more often."

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I've just been in a mood for smut and fluff lately. :3 I didn't wanna do all the other sundae ingredients 'cause it seemed too messy and was kinda a hassle for me. Sorry.