Fic: Wordless
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Title: Wordless
Pairing: House/Wilson
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 100
Summary: Like many things between them, it starts with silence.
Notes: Uh, yeah. I wrote this to try and get out of my writer's block (I'm working on another H/W challenge at the moment) and to see if I could do a naughty drabble. I'm rather inexperienced with smut, so comment with your thoughts! ^^;
It starts without words, without talk of any kind to disturb the electricity crackling between them. House throws open the door, Wilson looks up, House grabs his tie and his teeth and lips and tongue are pushing painfully against Wilson’s own. Before long, he is wearing much less clothing.
Somewhere in the middle, Wilson has enough presence of mind to close the blinds.
It starts with frantic, pulsing energy that neither one of them has the courage to interrupt with speech. It starts with silence, but it ends with hot breath and sweat on faces and Wilson moaning House’s name.
Pairing: House/Wilson
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 100
Summary: Like many things between them, it starts with silence.
Notes: Uh, yeah. I wrote this to try and get out of my writer's block (I'm working on another H/W challenge at the moment) and to see if I could do a naughty drabble. I'm rather inexperienced with smut, so comment with your thoughts! ^^;
It starts without words, without talk of any kind to disturb the electricity crackling between them. House throws open the door, Wilson looks up, House grabs his tie and his teeth and lips and tongue are pushing painfully against Wilson’s own. Before long, he is wearing much less clothing.
Somewhere in the middle, Wilson has enough presence of mind to close the blinds.
It starts with frantic, pulsing energy that neither one of them has the courage to interrupt with speech. It starts with silence, but it ends with hot breath and sweat on faces and Wilson moaning House’s name.
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Date: 2007-06-06 02:35 am (UTC)One nitpicky thing though: I assume they're in Wilson's office because House walks in and Wilson looks up, but then...What blinds is Wilson closing? His ofice isn't the fishbowl House's is and I don't imagine anyone would be looking in from the balcony.
Of course, Wilson may just be more cautious than I would be...Maybe I have a slight exhibitionist streak I am unaware of.
Aaaaanyway. Hope you get over your writer's block, because this was...yummy.
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Date: 2007-06-06 02:51 am (UTC)...yeah. These are the sort of things I don't notice when I breeze on through it really quickly. *facepalm* Yes, I was sort of setting this in Wilson's office, but I couldn't remember the exact design, besides the balcony windows. So I guess Wilson is just being cautious, as it's exactly the sort of thing he'd think of, even in the midst of being jumped by House. XD
^_^ Thanks a bunch, I'm definitely going to try and finish!
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Date: 2007-06-06 03:03 am (UTC)And moaning!Wilson! *purrs*
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Date: 2007-06-06 05:37 am (UTC)/ramble
...yeah. Thanks for the clarification, and glad you enjoyed!
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Date: 2007-06-06 04:00 am (UTC)I wish I could see this actually happen. That'd make my year.
Lovely fic!
(and nice name: " "I understand what a nickname is", said Snape.")
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Date: 2007-06-06 05:14 am (UTC)*big grin* I may do that, then. :DD
(Heh. Not that many people notice my "nickname". XD)
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Date: 2007-06-06 04:21 am (UTC)I love you.
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Date: 2007-06-06 05:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-06 05:16 am (UTC)Thank you! Glad you liked!
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Date: 2007-06-06 06:35 am (UTC)anyway, that was simple enough, but certainly got my imagine going off in a million different directions. it also sounds like dom/possessive!house, which is my weakness.
loved this, thanks!
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Date: 2007-06-06 09:41 am (UTC)I love this, i really do. :D
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Date: 2007-06-06 06:40 pm (UTC)...and btw - the lyrics you posted made me think of the second half of that refrain:relax the fraying wool, slacken ties And I'm not to look at you in the shoe, but the eyes, find the eyes
If one pay attention to it for a moment, those lyrics sound really H/W - from House's pov. Especially his issues with how he deems WIlson dresses for 'seduction' . The shoes, the ties...... And of course the fact that they always express their feelings through long, passionate stares of ust.
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Date: 2007-06-06 07:14 pm (UTC)This is perfect. And so, so in character. :)