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That is a mighty fine view Chuck is giving him and Raleigh just has to pause and appreciate it for a second because DAMN.

"Fine."

He gives Chuck a sharp look and a final jerk has those shorts somewhere in the nebulous region that is 'off the bed'. Where they land is pretty inconsequential at this point.

Fine. End of the world - fine. He yucks down and presses angry, sucking kisses along Chuck's neck, leaning in before moving to his collarbone, hands digging blunt fingers into flesh.

Yeahh damn right he's giving a good view, the smug expression on his face says he knows what Raleigh's thinking.

He jerks his head in triumph when Raleigh finally gives him what he wants, grinning and baring his teeth. He leans his head back for his mouth, wraps his arms around him and drags his blunt nails up his back.

"That's it," he groans, half against his ear.

He encourages and Raleigh obliges; his teeth nip down on Chuck's neck, hands smooth over his skin and he's quickly working his way down his chest to his stomach, mouth leaving red marks on the trek down.

He's not being gentle anymore. Chuck made it clear that isn't what he wanted.

Oh hey there. Chuck leans back, sliding a hand into Raleigh's hair on the way down.

Raleigh can't really complain about being asked to not be gentle, can he? Not when Chuck's making the noises he's making at every bite, every mark, every extra hard grip of his fingers? The high, needy sounds with the faint hint of 'yes' each time?

Because otherwise, he's free to stop.

It's the noises that push Raleigh further and further, hands getting rougher, mouth leaving more and more strawberry colored marks worried into his skin.

His hands are finding Chuck's bare cock and stroking, rolling it in his hands, moving up and down and his thumb swipes over the tip as Raleigh's lips spread into a little smirk with every little needy noise that Chuck makes.

He lets out a soft hiss when he (finally, geeze) gets a hold of Chuck's cock, hand tightening momentarily in his hair. He's getting progressively louder the lower Raleigh was going, enough that he's started gritting his teeth and scaling back the sounds; just because the walls are thick doesn't mean they're soundproof.

The look on Raleigh's face would have Chuck scowling or rolling his eyes because hey screw you but--
"Fuck, don't stop," he groans, head thunking back against the wall.

Raleigh's mouth pauses at Chuck's lower abdomen, mouth hovering while his hand slowly works. It's a quick switch though, and soon his hand is replaced with the hot wetness of his mouth, tongue swirling as he leans to swallow Chuck fucking whole.

Chew on that one, jerkface.

Chuck's about to snap something like what the fuck's got him stopping but--

"oh fuck"

He actually doesn't mean to buck his hips, the couple blowjobs he's received have drummed it into him how poor blowjob etiquette that is and Chuck was trying to be polite but

"Fucking shit," Chuck's panting, body taut and arched on the bed.

His hand is quick to rest on Chuck's hips and force him back down on the bed, brow furrowing in anger. He's down here sucking your dick, Chuck, learn some goddamn respect.

Or Raleigh is gonna have to show you.

He's already sucking a little sharply in annoyance because while he's not object to having his mouth fucked he much prefers it on his terms and when he says so. So, Chuck's getting a little bit of punishment in way of tantalizingly slow strokes, tongue swiping over the tip again before he goes back down...nice, and slow.

"Agh you bastard," Chuck nearly whines, hips bucking and jerking against Raleigh's grip because of Raleigh's fucking tongue. "That was a fucking accident you aarse." the 'arse' is drawn out longer than he meant to because

tongue
tip

and fuck.

He lets go of Raleigh's hair to grip the sheets with both hands, keeping himself mostly in place.

Tongue, tip, yes -- all of it. Raleigh is pretty damn good at this, and he's good at drawing it out.

Hope Chuckles doesn't mind, because it's going to be a minute before his temper fades.

Chuck is going to murder him

"Oh my god you shit," he pants, hips jerking against the hold, not seriously trying to break the grip but oh.. "Dammit Ray! You fuck, you caught me off guard," he groans brokenly, squirming jerkishly.

Murder the person sucking your cock? Not wise.

Then again, Raleigh isn't making this easy but when does he ever?

His hands dig into Chuck's hips, mouth continuing to work, never letting up, never having any kind of mercy. The only time he slows is when he feels Chuck start getting close and then he backs off, drawing it out, waiting, waiting...not yet.

After, he'll kill him after.

Ugh, Chuck is cursing Raleigh to a few generations back, and normally yeah he'd leave people's parents and grandparents alone but goddammit his legs are shakingand his dick is twitching and the sweat is rolling down his neck and Raleigh is such an arsehole.

He gives in and grabs his hair again--not to push him back down (because for all his complaints this is actually the best blowjob he's ever had not that he'll tell him that) but to pull, twisting his fingers in the strands.

Raleigh really can be, actually -- especially when it comes to shit like this. Ask people he's been with already - or actually, you know what? Don't. Don't do that, because it'd probably be awkward as fuck for Chuck and everyone involved.

So just deal, buddy.

He drags his mouth up, teeth the faintest trace of danger as he lifts his head, releasing the tip with a wet pop before staring - his hair is a weakness, it should be so obvious now by the way Raleigh is looking at Chuck like he's some sort of meal, eyes full of heat and lust and everything in between.

Are you kidding, a couple of rounds between people Raleigh's fucked sounds like the best idea ever.

If it wasn't obvious before it's finally clicking with Chuck, the connection between the hair and the pulling and the way Raleigh's looking at him now.

And you know, it's partially the slow drag of tongue and teeth and lip (and sort of that pop because that was fucking pornographic) but a big part is the look on Raleigh's face as he's looking down at Chuck and that's what sets Chuck's orgasm off. He arches again, back curved as he cries out, body shaking and sorta eyes rolling back for uh. Maybe a minute.

Sorry, there.

Well. Okay then.

Raleigh's...actually pretty fucking pleased with himself that a look is what does it, and to avoid the inevitable splatter he moves his face and grips Chuck's cock, stroking him through it and away from Raleigh.

Enjoy that on your own stomach, Chuck. Raleigh sure is.

Chuck just. He needs a few minutes to re-gather his brains.

But if he could talk sooner he'd say something like it wasn't just a fucking look, it was the look on the fucking tail end of of that whatever thing Raleigh was doing with his mouth, dammit.

He splays slowly, stretching his legs out and sagging against his bed with a soft sigh.

"...fuck."

He's up pretty quick, getting a towel but he's back quick enough -- he's not done, because he happens to still be hard as a rock.

"Yeah," Raleigh says, voice gravel, eyes still heated and full of lust. "Kinda what I'm lookin' to do, Hansen."

Chuck laughs, a soft breathy huff as he rolls his eyes at Raleigh, a lazy grin on his face.

"Gimme a sec and I'll get right on that, Rahhleigh," he drawls, rolling his back against the bed. He might tough Raleigh closer and nuzzle his neck a little. Sue him, a guy can feel cuddly after an orgasm like that, it's allowed.

Godammit, Raleigh loves the way Chuck always drawls his name. He hates being called Ray but fuck damn is it hot when Chuck bothers to say it right.

His hands flex in the sheets but he lets Chuck pull him in closer, hands pressing on either side as Chuck decides he wants to cuddle.

Fine. Raleigh relents and presses his cheek against Chuck's but he's making a point to roll his hips, reminding him that Raleigh would eventually like some release.

Yeahhh too bad Rahleigh's so hilarious when he's riled up over being called 'Ray'.

Chuck grunts and kisses the side of his neck softly, curls an arm around his waist. Bites softly.
Slides a hand down to squeeze his as and then moves it around to the front of his hips, palm flattening against his stomach.

"Don't beg, it's pretty pathetic," he murmurs against his ear as he curls his palm around his cock and squeezes loosely.

Raleigh sighs and drops his head a little so that its lightly resting on Chuck's shoulder.

"Not begging," he growls, breath hot on the other mans ear. "Just fucking ready." Come on Chuck this isn't your first go, right? You got all the essentials, don't you?

He shudders at the hot breath over his ear, hand twisting and squeezing over his cock.

"Yeah?" he breathes back, mouth against the big tendon of his neck. "Guess that means I gotta be too."

--Uh.
Well there's lube for. Personal use.
And yeah totally not his first time doing
all of this

"Would really appreciate it if you are."

If he's not, he better tell Raleigh now. The last thing Raleigh wants is to be a fucking regret; if Hansen is thinking twice, Raleigh is gonna bounce and jack himself off (angrily) in his room.

Also Chuck you unprepared ass. Good thing Raleigh keeps a condom in his wallet.

Which are in his jeans and...off the bed and annoyingly far.

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