𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙍𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙛
Synopsis: Your boss is having a bad pain day, you feel bad for him and decide to help out.
Warning: This is soft smut, f!giving head and making out. This is my first House fic and my first smut written since 2021, so bear with me.
Dr. Jynes walked into the office. It was a quiet morning, unlike the one a few days ago and the days following that. House woke all of them up for a case: a girl who couldn't feel pain. She suspected that it had to do with something more; it's not just a coincidence that a doctor who's in constant pain would find an interest in a patient who cannot feel pain. She didn't mention it, of course; she would have, but she heard that Wilson did instead. It didn't matter now, it was over, she didn't want to mention it to Chase, Foreman or Cameron, they would immediately assume that she's just thinking about him too much because she's obsessed with him, two things wrong with that, she isn't thinking about it too much, it was obvious to anyone with eyes, and she's absolutely not obsessed with him. Chase and Foreman were sitting down, Chase doing a crossword, and it looked like Foreman was reading a medical magazine. "Good morning," she said, putting her bag down. The guys said their respective greetings. "Where's Cameron?" She asked; they shrugged. "She's okay, just late," Chase said, and they nodded and sat down. "So, no case?" She asked after a few minutes, not really interested in her book at the moment. They shook their heads. "Maybe House has another one, but we don't know since he hasn't come in yet," Foreman said the other part louder, clearly frustrated with their boss's lack of punctuation. Suddenly Cameron came in. "Hi," she smiled at her friend. "Ohh hi, yn!" You're here early." Cameron smiled, hugging him. She chuckled. "No, you're just late." She gave her a sympathetic smile. Cameron was about to reply when House suddenly came in; he looked… Grumpier, if that was even possible, and he was gripping his leg hard. "House, you okay?" She asked, concern on her face. "Perfect, just had a hooker last night, had to have a morning sesh too, didn't want to waste my money." He said. Yn didn't change her concerned expression; he rolled his eyes. "I'm fine, yn." He sighed. "So where's the case?" Chase sat up, putting the crossword puzzle on the table. "No case." He said, putting his cane against the glass table and putting his right leg up on it.
"What? What do you mean?" She was confused. "I mean we don't have a case, as in there's no blue folder in my hands, see?" He waved his hands in front of her face; she ignored him, not reacting at all. "All of you are doing clinic duty." He said, " Hold up, what?" Foreman sat up, yn rolled her eyes. "That's your clinic duty, which Cudy made you do." Cameron crossed her arms. "Come on, guys, let's just go finish it." She sighed, grabbing her lab coat. " Thank you, yn" House said. "Not doing it for you, House." She sighed. "Yeah sure, like you don't want points so you could get into my pants." She slightly blushed; no one noticed, but House- he is always watching her. He watches for every single twitch of her muscle, watching for every single blood vessel going to her cheek when he directs a dirty comment at her.
They walked out of the office. "I really don't get you," Chase said while walking. "What do you mean?" She was looking down at the ground. "Cameron finds House hot because she wants to fix him, but you don't have a history of a dead boyfriend," Chase said. Cameron glared at him; he shrugged. Yn chuckled. "Just because I respect House and would rather do the thing he told me to do immediately rather than for me to argue with him just to do the thing either way doesn't mean I want to fuck him, and I do not find him hot." She said. Foreman laughed. "Sure, just keep telling yourself that."
It was dark by the time they were done with everything. The team went home- well, everyone except yn. She needed to talk to Wilson. Knocking on his office door and opening it, yn walked inside. "Hey," she smiled. Wilson's eyes lit up. "Hi, yn." He smiled. She sat down opposite him. He leaned back. "What's wrong?" She sighed, rubbing her hands against each other. "Just... Have you seen House today?" She nervously asked. Wilson raised his eyebrow. "Yes, why? did he insult you again?" she chuckled. "No, no... Well yes, but uh, that's not it. He looks really bad today, like he's in more pain." Yn explained, watching Wilson's expression soften. "Yeah, I noticed too; he said it's just a bad pain day." He said, "It doesn't look like it." She sighed, looking down, thinking over whether she should ask him what she was planning to ask. "Do you think I should check on him?" He raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Check in... On him?" She nodded. "He's not a monster; if he's feeling bad, he deserves care." Wilson sighed and raised his arms in relief. "Listen, I can't stop you from doing anything. If you feel the need to go check in on him, go do so." She slowly nodded, looking down, thinking it over. She suddenly got up, leaving the office, Wilson just hoped she made the right choice.
She rushed inside of her home, she just needed to grab a few things, she grabbed her phone charger and her hoodie. Walking into the kitchen she looked over tea collection, she wanted to make some tea for House, she assumed that he didn't have any in his home. Gathering all of her things and packing them into her tote bag, it was a beige bag covered in pink floral design. Her car was waiting outside, she got in and turned on her iPod, playing some quiet jazz while starting the drive to House's apartment.
The motorcycle was the sign that she has reached it, she parked her car and got up, making sure all of her stuff was there. She walked towards his apartment door, ringing his doorbell, hearing heavy and slow footsteps getting closer, she straightened her back, she didn't know why she was so nervous. House was confused to find her, and yn could tell so by the look on his face "What are you doing here?" His eyes were red and they looked even more tired, his hair was sweaty and a mess, he was wearing a black graphic t-shirt. "You look terrible." She said, unable to hide the concern in her face "Well thank you" She rolled her eyes "You know what I mean." She looked at him with a serious face, he sighed, opening his door wider, letting her in.
"I don't need your pity." House said, limping towards the couch "I am not giving you pity, I am going to make you some tea." He rolled his eyes, leaning back against the couch, "tea?" She nodded, turning on the kettle "Green tea, it always calms me down." After a few minutes she put the hot water in a mug with the tea bag "sugar or honey?" She glanced back at him "I prefered to be called 'daddy'." She chuckled, blushing slightly. House leaned his head back while rubbing his thigh, she gave him the mug, he took a sip and immidietly sat "ah! It's hot!" Yn shrugged "I thought it would be obvious." He rolled his eyes and put the mug down onto his coffee table "even bad head would be better pain relief than this hot water with so called 'taste'!" She blushed deeper from the comment, but she caught herself, ready for a response "too bad. I only give good head." She shrugged and leaned back, he looked back at her, surprised at her comment, she felt proud, she managed to surprise THE Gregory House. They were just looking at each other in the eyes, the only thing that could be heard was their breaths, the tension was getting thicker, their inner tempature rising.
Suddenly House pulled her into a kiss, she didn't pull back, eventually figuring out his rithym. She pushed him back against the brown leather couch. He winced, she immidietly pulled away "I'm sorry, you okay?" He nodded, rubbing his thigh which was now very close to hers, she put her hand on top of his. "Please, let me help you." He looked up at her "I can give you head if you want?" She straightened her back, he was surprised, she gently pushed his hair back "let me help you." After a few moments, House nodded.
She carefully got off his lap, but it still made him hiss out in pain, she got on her knees, thanfully he had a surprisingly comfortable carpet. He continued to quietly whine and whimper, it was clearly worse than she tought. Carefully she undid his belt and placed it beside him, she was constantly looking at his face, looking for any changes. The jeans were next, she unzipped them and carefully pulled them down untill they were pooling at his feet, he wasn't fully hard, to her slight dissapointment. "I need a lot of foreplay." He said, closing his eyes from the pain "finally a man with taste" she said, making him smirk.
She rubbed her hand against his still clothed dick, making sure to hit all of tthe spots. He ground his hips up, she gently rubbed his left leg, making sure to take extra care of his inner thigh. As soon as a wet spot started to form on his underwear she knew it was time to pull his boxers off. The boxers joined the jeans down at his feet and he hissed from the air hitting his most private place. Gently she started to his it down, he moaned out, gently grasping her head, not forcing her movement nor controling it but just feeling her. She pulled away and looking up at him, he whimpered "Just take the pain away."
She started to suck, being extra careful at his tip, gently rubbing it with her tounge. He was going insase above her, the warm feel of her mouth was making his nerves jump all over his skin, he felt the need to arch his back and she barely even started. He continued to hold her head, she looked up at him, he looked at her dialated pupils, he had no doubts that his were dialated as well. When he saw her eyes, filled with so much love for him, he was confused, he definitly didn't deserve it. Nontheless, he started to rub her cheek, holding it like it was the most precius dimond. She continued the sucking motion only this time going harder, making him groan and throw his head back, hard. He instictly started to buck his hips but stopped after a few seconds "sorry" He whimpered out, she shook her head slightly, making sure not to hurt him with her teeth, she gently lifted his hips, giving him the sign that he can continue. House didn't need to be told twice, he immidietly started to buck, this time taking control, gripping her head with his hands. Down in crotch yn could smell his musky scent, it was bitter and strong at the same time, it was his on a whole new part of him. He whined, feeling so much pleasure that he didn't know what to do with his body. "Oh god.." He grunted, she knew from that that he was close so she sucked in her cheeks, she looked up wathing his eyes flash open, and immidetly roll back, she felt the warm saltiness hit the back off her throat, she relax her throat muscles as he continued to give his last feel long thrusts, the orgasim leaving. After that his hands fell on the couch, she carefully pulled away, making sure not to graize his dick with her teeth.
His head was still rolled back, his body warm and tingly with satisfaction. Carefully sitting right next to him she caressed his hair back, watching his slight smile, she couldn't help but smile herself. She kissed his stubbled cheek.
"Leg better?"
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