House

[leloupnoir]

Akeem smiled politely at the mostly unclad hostess who led him to a table, and just as politely turned down her offer of special services. He was waiting for a friend, see. (One who, he had no doubt, would not turn down any of the specials.)

The club was half lit, and the table Akeem was at not very far from the runway. Girls were dancing on it, and on stage,and he really ought to have known better than to agree to Greg's choice of venue. Although it might put the other man at ease enough that he might open up, who knew. Greg certainly felt at home in such places.

He ordered a whisky and coke from the hostess, and hoped that it would not be long before Greg arrived. It wasn't that Akeem was uncomfortable in strip clubs, but they were a bit... well, boring, to be perfect honest.

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[drfeelbad]

House chuckled. "Hmmmm... I suppose that could be an appropriate distraction to our conversation."

He was actually pretty drunk now, the last whiskey having hit him. "Want to know a secret?" he added suddenly, and then looked weirdly pleased with himself as he leaned back in his chair and looked at Akeem. "I've been sleeping with a guy."

[leloupnoir]

Akeem chuckled out of surprise at the pronouncement. "I take it that's a first?"

They'd never truly discussed each other's sexual orientation, that Akeem could recall (although he had admittedly been quite drunk on more than one occasion, around Greg), so he could only make an educated guess.

[drfeelbad]

House shrugged. "Not a first exactly. First time in a long time, though. First time it wasn't just a one-time thing." Even drunk, there was one calculated reason he'd asked Akeem - he'd always thought he was bisexual. House was observant.

[leloupnoir]

"But not this time," Akeem prodded simply. It wasn't his first time being on the receiving end of that sort of confession; a lot of people assumed he was bisexual after reading his novels. They were, of course, right, but it remained an assumption. Knowing for a fact how observant Greg was, he had no doubt that it was closer to an educated guess on his friend's part.

[drfeelbad]

"More than once," House admitted. "But I can't imagine he'll keep wanting..." He shook his head. "It's not even just that he's out of my league - too young, too hot, too not being paid by the hour - but he's like... famous. By this country's standards at least."

He was also a goddamn fairy, but that was a bit much to reveal.

[leloupnoir]

"And he isn't out?" Akeem asked, asking questions rather than jumping to conclusions. "Or is that a problem for you more than for him?" Although he supposed that the only real question was whether Greg would like for it to keep going on - they could get to that in a minute.

[drfeelbad]

House laughed. "No, he's definitely out. All kinds of out. The tabloids are well versed in his sex life." He also was pretty sure that Fin wouldn't give a fuck if anyone knew he was sleeping with House, except to the extent that it would make House uncomfortable.

[leloupnoir]

That gave Akeem his answer. "Do you want to keep seeing him?" he asked easily, and took a sip from his glass.

[drfeelbad]

"Seeing" was as far as House was concerned a euphemism for "dating." So what he said was, "I would like to keep having some of the best sex of my life, yes."

He also couldn't tell Akeem that one of the reasons it was so good was that Fin could take away his pain. This was no small thing.

[leloupnoir]

"Oh." That was a lot to put on anyone. But given Akeem's own recent experience, he had to admit that using superlatives was now something he understood better. Although he wouldn't qualify sex with Pippa as the best in his life, it certainly deserved a couple of superlatives all the same. "Well, that sounds wonderful."

[drfeelbad]

House shrugged. "Prostitutes get old after a while."

[leloupnoir]

"I can only imagine," Akeem answered with a small smile, but he looked pleased for Greg. "What's his name? Or - would you rather not say?" There was the famous angle to consider.

[drfeelbad]

"Daniel Craig," said House. And then, "Nah I'm just fucking with you. His name's Fin." The whiskey was apparently enough to convince him that there was no way anyone would connect the diminuitive of a first name with an actual person. "What about you? Isn't this was guys are supposed to do, talk about who they're fucking? Though with Jimmy it was usually just him denying it while I guessed correctly over and over. Because it was never his wife, of course."

[leloupnoir]

Fin. Could it be the same Fin? Akeem could not think of any other British celebrity named Fin who was out. Of course, saying anything would be crass, to say the least. He doubted that Greg had an exclusive relationship with the young not-man, given how he had talked of what they had, so he did not need to know that Fin had propositioned Akeem.

"I did meet someone recently," Akeem stated after a beat. "I'm not yet sure what will come of it, if anything." He still felt woefully out of Pippa's league, after all, but that evening had been wonderful, if surreal.

[drfeelbad]

"Oh?" House grinned. "Tell me more."

[leloupnoir]

Akeem shook his head, a gesture born of incredulity rather than refusal. "She's utterly out of my league. We're seeing each other again soon, but I can't expect her to keep being interested in me."

[drfeelbad]

"Well aren't you down on yourself," House said. "I mean, I'm allowed to think that, but I'm an old grumpy cripple. You're like a normal person."

[leloupnoir]

"I'm a widower in his forties," Akeem retorted simply. Not to mention a werewolf. He wasn't exactly everyone's favourite sort of eligible bachelor. But, more to the point, "And you haven't met her. She's... something else."

[drfeelbad]

"Must be," House said. Then he shrugged. "Well I just told you who I've been fucking, clearly all things are possible."

[leloupnoir]

"Well, I've no idea how you see him," Akeem remarked with a small, fond smile. If it was the Fin Akeem knew, yes, he was handsome enough, but Akeem was attracted to Pippa on a level he could not quite comprehend.

[drfeelbad]

"Well good luck, man," House offered cheerfully.

[leloupnoir]

"Ah, well, there's such a thing as too intense," Akeem stated, although he himself wasn't certain that he meant that. "I don't know. Good luck to you as well."

[drfeelbad]

It was that offhand good wish that suddenly made House feel a bit awkward about the whole thing.

So he just shrugged, and took a drink. "Here's to good boning all around."

[leloupnoir]

Akeem laughed. "Here's to interesting encounters." He did drink to it, a small sip, so that he'd barely drunk half of the long drink by now.

[drfeelbad]

House drained the rest of his glass in response to the toast, though didn't make any move to order more. "Anything else you want to chat about?" he asked cheerfully.