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[ooc; continued from here]

Psh, Raleigh doesn't mind being obvious that much.

"Hold me to what?" Raleigh smirks at Chuck, shirt hanging open as he stuffs his hands into his own pockets, leading Chuck inside to the elevators and winking at the front desk girl on the way over.

If Raleigh was gonna change his mind, Chuck'd know it by now. They wouldn't be getting in the elevator and Raleigh wouldn't be swiping his card and punching the 17 button, and he sure wouldn't be pushing Chuck against the wall and wedging a knee between his thighs, mouth settling on Chuck's neck.

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It's all the encouragement he needs; he still doesn't want to choke him, but he doesn't hold back nearly so much anymore. The noises Chuck makes are driving him crazy and the younger Ranger's mouth is hot, wet, and very inviting. It has him shuddering all the way from the top of his spine to his toes, and he groans.

"Chuck--"

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Oh Chuck can feel Raleigh shuddering and it just urges him on, bobbing his head and managing to slide his mouth all the way down.

He jerks back once his lips bump base, breathing sharply through his nose. He doesn't stop though, curling his fingers around Raleigh's hips and digging his nails into the bone and humming in pleasure. It's sloppy, uncoordinated, but very enthusiastic.

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Doesn't matter how sloppy it is, Raleigh can still feel every move that Chuck makes, every pass of his tongue and every press of his fingers against his skin.

He slides a hand over chuck's head, threading through his hair while the other supports his weight by gripping the edge of the table.

"Christ--"

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He darts his gaze up to Raleigh's face, panting through his nose.

Chucks hands slide fingers under his waistband and pulls his head back to suck on the head eagerly, tongue circling the ridge and whining high in the back of his throat. He's hard, straining the front of his pants and he's tempted to let go of Raleigh's hips, or at least release one hand to shove down the front of his pants and giving himself some relief.

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Hnnnnghhh fuck and Chuck looking up at him like that has Raleigh dragging in a breath.

"S-stop--"

Because he's going to explode soon if Chuck doesn't and he has no idea if, uh, that's something Chuck's gonna be okay with.

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There's a desperation in Raleigh's voice that has Chuck feeling smug, but he pulls off quick with a frown.

"Why, was that--'s something wrong?"

Because it'd looked like he was enjoying it. Chuck wipes his mouth of the extra saliva and savors the flavor of the man on his tongue.

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"No,--" he wheezes; if he grips the table any harder he might break it.

"Gonna-- lose it, if you keep going. Didn't know--"

Some people don't like that, just saying but for God's sake if you don't mind keep going.

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Chuck grins, smugness filling him fit to bursting, about enough to make him wanna try--

and the moonshine is telling him to go for it.

So he leans forward again, swallowing half his cock and sucking greedily.

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Oh fuck, oh Jesus, oh God--

Raleigh's hold on both the table and Chuck's hair tightens, and he bucks a little, a whimper (fuck, no, it's not a whimper) escapes his lips because it is going to take about five more seconds of this and he's done.

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That was so a whimper and that just gets Chuck swallowing more down his throat, one hand sliding around his hips to grip his ass. It's filling him up with a feeling of far too much power and he's not sure he wants to give that up yet.

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Oh God. Oh God, he's so done. He lets out a shout, muscles going tight and back arching a little as he finally loses his mind and comes, body shuddering as he spills.

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--Annnd Chuck might've bitten off more than he could chew. So to speak.

He swallows, but jerks back at the taste and suddenness but he hangs on, nails digging into his skin to steel himself. His thumb rubs the base of Raleigh's slowly softening dick as he rocks back on his heels, running his tongue over his lips.

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Raleigh is having trouble standing. He's weak kneed and clinging to the table like it's a life saver, eyes half hooded and fixing on Chuck.

"...I should. Sit down."

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Chuck's wiping the stray uh, stuff off his face, feeling nearly as dazed as Raleigh sounds.

"I'm gonna get something to drink," he says hoarsely, pushing himself up unsteadily. He's still achingly hard himself, but there's a pretty pressing need to rinse.

He's not feeling bad about it, though. There's a calm that's settling in his gut as he stands and makes his way to the cabinets where glassware is provided.

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Raleigh is right behind him, though he's pulling open the suites fridge, surveying what there is.

"Coke, diet, Sprite, water. Pick your poison."

Because after you do that, he's going to drain you dry.

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CHuck leans over and gets a bottle of water, leaning back against the counter and smiling lazily at him.

"Probably a better choice," he murmurs, unscrewing the top and taking a long drink.

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"Probably the smartest," Raleigh agrees. He's patient, too -- he waits for Chuck to take a drink, swallow it down, wash the taste of Raleigh Becket out of his mouth before he's coming closer, fingers reaching to touch him on his chest, hips, arms.

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"I can do smart things," Chuck grins as Raleigh approaches him, his breath hitches when he's touched, body tilting and shifting. He takes another long drink and sets the bottom down, pulling Raleigh closer to kiss him slowly.

"Sometimes," he hums against his mouth.

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Raleigh's hands slide around Chuck's waist as he's kissed, mouth slow and easy against the younger Rangers. He's shirtless because Chuck insisted on getting that off, but he's got his pants pulled partially back up - in their impatience, Chuck'd only jerked them down enough to free his dick, it was an easy thing to pull them back up so he could walk.

But chuck isn't nearly naked enough, and Raleigh's plucking at the buttons on the front of his shirt, flicking it open as he deepens the kiss.

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There was another part of Chuck that got a thrill out of the fact that they were both mostly dressed.

He kisses him back hungrily, reaching up to loosen his tie and pull it off. He wants to pull Raleigh closer, and does, hands sliding over his back and arching a little against his hands as his shirt's unbuttoned. That gets shrugged off quickly, and he's thinking about sitting up on the counter for convenience's sake.

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Yeah there's something pretty sexy about...all of this.

"This a smart thing?" He mumbles against Chuck's mouth, pressing him closer against the counter after pulling the shirt from Chuck's shoulders and tossing it...somewhere not in the way.

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The magic will probably be gone by morning, Chuck's having fun while he can.

"Mmh if you're talking about fucking me on the counter, I think it's just a manner of physics," Chuck groans, using one hand to tug at the back of Raleigh's pants to pull them back down.

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Raleigh laughs because -- well. Yeah. Fucking Chuck on the counter would be pretty hot but there's some...issues.

"Got a bed, y'know. It's pretty nice."

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That was what he was talking about right?

"Yeah?" he grins, nipping at his lips. "You test drive it yet?" He grinds up, rubbing lazily against Raleigh's hip and humming faintly. Mm but the idea of really defiling a hotel bed proper is really fucking appealing.

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"I've slept in it, one night."

But it's still made up nice and pretty from when housekeeping came in earlier while he was out.

"Wanna give it a whirl?"