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He'd said later and he meant later - later enough to where the lights were pretty dim in the 'dome and most normal people (pilots especially) ought to be asleep. There's the occasional guard or technician running around and Raleigh makes a point to swing by Gipsy and pat her foot (it's entirely out of the way but he doesn't care, she's rebuilt and functioning and she's his number one girl okay) before he finds himself standing in front of Chuck Hansen's door, fist raised and knuckles tapping on the rusted and badly painted door.

And he'll just -- wait. If Chuck doesn't answer within a minute, he's so gone. He's not about to let himself look like anymore of an idiot than he already does.

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Chuck's been casting sorta bedroomy eyes at Raleigh most chances he gets, since the uh hallway thing. If his dad's not in the room. So Raleigh had better come visit, that's all he's saying, and if he wasn't gonna show up Chuck'd make a midnight visit to his room.

He's not exactly asleep when Raleigh knocks, stretched out on his bunk in his shorts. He even sent Max to go sleep with Herc just on the off chance that he is about to get laid.

And seriously, Raylay's gotta get himself some patience, maybe Chuck's in the bathroom or something and it's not like there's anyone in the hallway to make fun of him. Regardless tho, Chuck's at the door after the first tap. He only opens it after a few more. No need to look too eager.

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Raleigh has no patience, not when it comes to this and he's on the verge of leaving when Chuck finally opens the goddamn door.

"Took you long enough," he's growling as he shoulders past, not waiting for an invitation. Fuck invitations, he got his earlier when they'd agreed on 'later'.

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"Five seconds," Chuck retorts, stepping back to let Raleigh in (doesn't need an invite his arse).

He does close the door pretty quickly though. And walking Raleigh back to the edge of his bunk, hands sliding over his stomach and under his shirt (acting like he's done this a million times instead of a handful).

"So did you wanna talk, or a drink?" he drawls, knocking his hips against Raleigh's.

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Shit, Chuck moves fast. Raleigh's already feeling the back of his knees hitting the bunk and wow those are warm hands smoothing over the planes of his stomach.

"Wait."

He's catching Chuck's wrists in his, cocking his head a little, blue eyes intense.

"Didn't come here just for this, you know." Well, okay, maybe he did, but...now that he's here...

"Not gonna regret it, are you?" He's asking warily, because he doesn't want this to be some kind of fucked up one night thing because they can't control themselves. Or, at least, if that's what it is, then that's what it needs to be labeled.

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...Is this the same guy who was about to leave if Chuck had spent an extra five seconds answering the door?

Chuck rolls his eyes and twists his hands in Raleigh's grip to hold his wrists in return and tug them to his own waist. "I opened the door, didn't I?" he asks, annoyed. And it's not like Chuck had the chance to invite him in, with the pushing his way in and everything.

"If you fucking spent the day pretending you didn't like kissing me to avoid telling me your feelings, you can fuck off," he adds sharply. He doesn't have time for bullshit.

Well. Technically they all do, with the world saved and all, but. If this was seriously what had Raleigh doing a stupid fucking dance all day.......

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Yes. Yes it is.

"Are you always so antagonistic?" He's snapping back, he knows it, and he lets go of the grip on Chuck's wrists when they're jerked free. "In everything you do?"

Jesus. It's always a fight.

"Never pretended I didn't like it, either." Raleigh's a little growly, his voice sounds like he's chewed on sandpaper or something. "You never asked about feelings, Hansen."

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"Are you always so hesitant?" he shoots back, taking a step back and lifting his hands. It's not like he's going to force Raleigh to touch him or anything.

"And I'm still not!" Ugh why is he even bothering and why does the growling get to him like it does.

"Bullshit, it took me shoving you against a wall and calling you out to admit you were kissing me because you wanted to!"

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"Only when I don't want to hurt someone," he grumbles as he reaches for Chuck. He's fucking this all up and he's not even meaning to.

"You need to be clearer."

Raleigh's after Chuck's waist again, wanting to pull him back in closer because this is not how he wanted this to go.

"I wanted to kiss you. Been wanting to. Been thinking about it, ever since we got back. Thought we were all gonna die down there and all I was thinkin' about was 'wow, I never went and kissed Chuck Hansen'."

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"you're such a pain in the arse," Chuck grumbles, but he lets Raleigh grip his waist, lets him pull him back in. "And such a liar."

At least that part's sorta fond. But he doesn't actually think those were Raleigh's potentially last thoughts.

Partially because that's not actual last thoughts people have, Chuck's were about his dad and Max and his mom. Mostly.

"You need to be clearer," he mutters, tugging Raleigh closer by his belt loops.

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"Partial liar," he murmurs, pleased Chuck's letting him tug them closer together.

"Being clear now, aren't I?"

Spilling his secrets, fessing up...it's hard for people with pride to do that kind of thing.

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"Partially." Chuck smirks.

Cos if Raleigh's insinuating Feels, Chuck's going to pretend ignorance for a while. It's not that he's only looking to get laid in all this but

feelings are hard
and Chuck is bad at them.

"You wanna fuck me or what, Ray?" he says, slipping his hands back under his shirt.

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"Yeah. I do."

Partially. You smug little brat. Raleigh is tempted to throw him on the bed and teach him a damn lesson, but he refrains.

Barely.

Instead he lets his fingers creep down to the hem of Chuck's shirt, sliding beneath in a mimicry of movement.

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Chuck shifts into Raleigh's touch, closing the space between them and moving in to take his mouth in more of those fierce kisses.

His own hands slide further, one under his shirt and up his back, the other lower to grip his ass in a firm squeeze. And maybe he gets a little distracted, palming a cheek and getting a good feel.

But really. Can you blame him?

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"Screw you," Chuck mutters but he's leaning against the wall and tugging Raleigh closer so it's muttered against his mouth as he kisses him again, letting out a low groan at the hand on his dick. He moves easily into his grip, almost relaxing.

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The phrase makes Raleigh chuckle under his breath a little, though he's no less intense in the shower handjob that he's currently giving Chuck. His strokes are deliberate and his grip is firm. He wants to have Chuck howling again, though not at the expense of the hot water.

"Later," he mumbles into Chuck's mouth, lips curving into a smirk.

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Chuck groans again, lets his teeth scrape over Raleigh's lower lip.

"That a promise?' he pants, holding onto his shoulders and bucking eagerly. Cos he's gotta say, the thought of fucking Raleigh is not unappealing.

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He hisses, Chucks teeth sharp on the tender flesh of his lip.

"Yeah."

Chuck bucks into his hand and Raleigh complies, rewarding him with stronger strokes, thumb rolling over the tip and flicking over the crease before he cups him fully, both hands fondling.

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He gasps, a sharp inhale, at the image it's evoking, Raleigh writhing under him like...well, like Chuck had been the night before.

It's almost enough to bring him off, you know, that and the awesome fucking hand on his dick, but he's not ready dammit. Chuck digs his fingernails into Raleigh's shoulder and grits his teeth, holding it off as best he can.

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Raleigh can tell that Chuck's thinking about it, and he smirks a little and rocks his hips a little, reminding him that yep, it can be his later, all he's gotta do is find him and ask.

His mouth finds Chuck's neck, teeth nipping as he mouths his way up while he strokes, sucking hard before licking it better, nuzzling gently after he bites.

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"Fuck," he breathes, hips jerking and jumping against Raleigh's hand, head leaning to the side to offer up more of his throat and neck (either not realizing or not worrying about all the marks that are gonna there in a little while).

"Dammit Raleigh," he breathes, drawing the words out as they're broken with the hitches of his breath and his grip begins to slip under the water. "Dam</mit--!" he breaks off with a cry as he curls closer into the other man, body shaking while he comes.

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God, he loves it when he can get chuck to say his name - the way it's meant to be said, not that cocky Raylay bullshit he keeps coming up with.

He works him through it, hand moving quickly, pumping and tugging, milking him dry while the water splatters away the residue.

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But Riley gets the most hilarious cranky look on his face whenever Chuck uses the wrong name.

Chuck pants, gasping for air as he sags back against the shower wall.
"Gonna hold that to you," he mumbles, head knocking back gently on the wall with his eyes sliding to half-mast. "You to that. Later."

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Oh fuck you too Chuck.

"Good," he says quietly, rinsing his hand off before he slides it around Chuck to help stabilize him.

"Find me tonight." Later, after the days agenda.

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No nope next time it's your turn, Ray-ray.

Right. There's a world outside of this room of haze and banter, Chuck very nearly forgot. He straightens up, rolls the kinks out of his neck. "If I've got the time," he says carelessly.

He has the time.

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Technicalities.

Raleigh shrugs as if it's no skin off his teeth if Chuck does or doesn't show up; if Chuck's going to be flippant, so is he.