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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      House_M.D.
  Relationship:
      Robert_Chase/Greg_House, Robert_Chase/Greg_House/James_Wilson, Robert
      Chase/James_Wilson
  Character:
      Robert_Chase, Greg_House, James_Wilson, Eric_Foreman, Allison_Cameron,
      Lisa_Cuddy, Stacy_Warner
  Additional Tags:
      AU, Alternate_Universe_-_High_School
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-02-02 Updated: 2015-02-19 Chapters: 2/? Words: 1990
****** An education in many things ******
by Anonymous_secrets
Summary
     When a 16 year old, golden haired, Australian god walked into
     Wilson's office at the end of a dreary Friday, Wilson became certain
     that a higher being most definitely existed.
Notes
     So good morning y'all, this is basically a really short teaser to see
     if anyones interested in this being a fully fledged story and
     therefore comments are most definitely welcomed.
     Anyhoo, I think that's it, oh and for those wandering it's rated
     explicit for later chapters *wink wink*, please enjoy <3
     Also I don't own any of the characters because let's face it if I did
     I wouldn't be crying at the sight of my looming student debts…..
***** The beginning of an education *****
 
When a 16 year old, golden haired, Australian god walked into Wilson's office
at the end of a dreary Friday, Wilson became certain that a higher being most
definitely existed.
He looked up from his desk, as there was a knock on his door - just below the
brass plaque that read Dr James Wilson Head of Biology, through the smudged and
rather dirty window he saw a pair of sea blue eyes looking in.
"Come in" he called out as he finished signing his last student report of his
class, a rather disappointing one for a student named Elliot, the door opened
and a boy of about 16 walked in. Wilson became transfixed with the boys eyes,
he felt that he could get lost within them, the different shades of blue and
light green created the most beautiful pair of eyes he had ever seen. Then
there was the boys' hair; long locks of luscious blonde hair framed his face,
one that could only be described as angelic.
The boy coughed, causing Wilson to blink and get hold of himself, this was a
child his conscious screamed at him.
"Ah, yes how can I help you?" he asked whilst he searched for the boys name in
his memory and drew a blank.
Noting the other mans confusing the boy said, "Robert Chase sir, I came to ask
whether there was space on your course? You see I've just transferred here from
Australia and want to study Biology along with my other subjects…" he trailed
off. Wilson sent thanks to whoever must be up there, because as the boy had
been speaking he had crossed from the doorway to sit on the chair opposite
Wilson's with only the desk separating them. As he had crossed Wilson had
caught a glance at the boys lean figure, which seemed to be a combination of
pro surfer and fitness guru with legs that went on forever, he swallowed hard
and tried to prevent certain thoughts entering his mind.
Focusing on what Chase had said, he picked up his register and scanned through
to see if he indeed did have any space, though God help him if he didn't. But
he inwardly sighed in relief as he noted that in fact he did have one spare
place that could be filled.
He looked up and smiled as he said "Why yes, Chase it does look as if I have
one spare place in my class, what's your average? So I know who to pair you
with I mean."
"Oh, um, a 94 average by American standards, I think that's what they were
anyway. Let me just check" he muttered before bending over to open his satchel
and retrieve a moleskin diary. As he bent over, his shirt rode up and washboard
hard abs were exposed to Wilsons' greedy eyes. He groaned as he tried even
harder to stop the images of what he wished to do to this teenager from playing
out in his mind, the most explicit one being how he could bend the boy over his
desk and have his way with him.
"Ah here it is" he cried, as he flicked open the diary to the page which had
various numbers scribbled into messy columns, he passed it over the desk to
Wilson, who shivered slightly as his hand caught the boys. He scanned the page
and sure enough a 94 in biology, he continued reading the page he saw chemistry
with a crude 99 written next to it. He paused and looked over at the boy who
had begun to shuffle in his seat, "Are you also planning to take chemistry?" he
enquired. Chase looked up from beneath his blonde fringe, "yes sir, I was told
to go and see a Dr. House in room 302 after finding you"
Shit. That wasn't good Wilson knew House would steal the pretty young
Australian from him, and he couldn't have that.
"Very good, strong subjects. What are you planning to do as a career?" he asked
as he handed the book back across the desk.
"Surgery hopefully" the boy grinned as he put the book into his bag and stood
to leave.
Double shit. House had been a surgeon and a bloody good one at that, before
he'd decided to join Wilson in teaching. Instead of showing his true feelings
he smiled and watched the boy leave.
As soon as the door swung shut, he scrambled for the phone and dialed Houses'
number, for a change the elder man picked up, "Hands off" he shouted through
the receiver before slamming it down, leaving the other in a state of
confusion.
House sat in his chair for a moment in confusion, why had Wilson just screamed
in a very un-Wilson manner at him he pondered sitting back and threw his ball
at the wall.
That was until a certain boy knocked on his door. As laid eyes upon the figure,
every thing seemed to just click into place.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Notes
     Before anyone gets shouty about how short it is and why it's like a
     week late, please keep in mind that last Friday I managed to get
     myself a one way ticket to A&E by stabbing myself with a chisel (I
     know I deserve a large round of applause for being that dumb) but
     then managed to catch a winter bug whilst there so yeah :/, please
     don't get mad <3
As his eyes met those of the young man standing at his door, house felt his
eyebrows rise in surprise. He had not expected this of Wilson. Maybe if it had
been the young brunette who worked in administration office, or the idle aged
red head who waitressed at their usual bar, but he hadn’t expected Wilson to go
for this blonde beauty, with washboard abs and a smile that could win anyone
over.
 
Interesting. Maybe after the latest divorce he wanted to try something new and
different. However House though to himself it didn’t mean that he couldn’t have
a little fun pursuing the young man himself, and maybe just maybe he thought he
would be his, eventually.
 
He nodded to the boy that he indeed could come into the glass bubble of an
office. “Name?” he said curtly, before gesturing to the chair in the corner
that the boy could sit on, Chase licked his lips nervously and god help House
as all he could do was watch that little pink tongue swipe over those plump
lips. House inwardly groaned as he tracked the movement and fought back the
image being conjured by his treacherous mind, of having those lips tightly
surrounding his cock with that tongue swiping over the head.
 
Chase began to fidget, his long fingers tapping at the side of his chair, as he
waited for the man to reply though it appeared he had not heard Chase speak.
The mans blue eyes were focused on him; to try and distract himself he licked
his lips and tried not to bite his lower lip. The blue eyes blinked and House
leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on the desk before throwing his
ball at Chase.
 
Chase just managed to catch it, thanks to his good reflexes and tossed it back.
 
“Doctor House trying to provoke a reaction, I assume’ he said letting the words
hang in the silence, that was shared between them. House smirked before
replying “Foreign student wanting to apply to my course, I assume” The silence
continued with the ball being thrown between the two, before House stopped and
placed it on his desk and said the one word that would change the rest of his
life, “yes”, to both himself and Chase.
 
“I can have a place on your course??” Chase asked with hope filling his eyes,
before worriedly asking “But don’t you need my average? The biology teacher I
just saw, um Dr. Wilson needed it …” he trailed off. House replied “Oh I
wouldn’t worry about anything Wilson says” and gave Chase a curt nod that acted
as a dismissal.
 
House sat for a moment before standing, and rearranging his trousers so as not
to as let his arousal known. He moved to the blinds that surrounded the room,
and began to close them, before moving to the window to watch the beautiful boy
leave the building.
 
He thought over what he’d said, yes, yes to himself. As he and Chase had tossed
the ball, he had been able to stare at the angelic face, toned body and
mesmerising eyes. Oh what he would do to be able to run his calloused hands
down that body to be young boys waist and gently bite his shoulder, leaving a
trail of marks down that tanned body before taking the boy as his own.
 
He walked to the window and watched as the boy crossed the playground, giving
him a perfect view of his perfect ass. Houses hands found their own way to the
button of his jeans that prevented him from pleasuring himself. He undid the
button and wrapped his right hand around his cock, noting how aroused the young
boy had made him. He gathered the precum from his head and slicked it along his
length before tightening his grip just enough to cause his to emit a low groan
and begin to masturbate as he watched Chases hips and imagine that it was the
younger boys body he was thrusting into instead of his hand. He came within
minutes and cried Chases name.
 
That decided it. He needed the boy, needed to have him beneath his hands,
needed to have him beneath him and he wouldn’t stop him until he had won him
over.
 
 
 
Wilson walked down the corridor his footfall the only sound in the empty
passageway. After finishing the last reports, he’d set off to find House and
discuss the new student, and how the boy was his and his alone. However, the
lights had already been turned off in the glass bubble that was Houses office,
with the hum of the air conditioning unit the only form of life in the room. He
paused finding it strange how House had not remained to mock him for his taste
in men, or boys, his conscience chided, but he quickly told it where it could
go once he remembered Chase’s face.
 
He walked out to his car, smiling at the empty car park as he realized he had a
whole weekend to prepare himself for the Monday morning that would bring that
beautiful boy to him. Wilson unlocked his car and started the engine before
pulling out and giving one final glance at the high school that retreated in
his rear view mirror.
 
As he pulled into his usual parking space in front of the hotel he’d been
living in for a few months since moving out of House’s apartment, he glanced up
through his shaggy brown hair at the usual receptionist and greeted her with a
friendly smile. However he no longer felt the slight tug at his hart that he
often felt when looking at her (and had believed it to be an growing crush). As
Wilson stood in the elevator and impatiently waited for the doors to close, he
felt his mind begin to wonder back to the long lean legs of the boy he would be
seeing again in just a few days. Thoughts rushed through his mind about the
course of action he would have to take to on Monday to slowly woo Chase, as he
unlocked his room he began to contemplate his outfit. Upon entering he crossed
to the small wardrobe and selected the most flattering work outfit he had and
made a mental note to buy a nicer shirt to go with it over the weekend. Before
heading to bed, however as he lay in bed he failed to drift off to sleep with
Chase orientated thoughts filling his head, such as the beautiful blonde hair
and washboard abs. He dropped a hand to palm himself through his briefs, his
head tipping back as he emitted a load moan. What he wouldn’t do to get that
boy beneath him and willing, he knew this infatuation would most likely become
dangerous and problematic but until then he’d just have to go for it.
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