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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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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?"

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"MM same enough." Chuck's toeing his shoes off so the pants removal will be easier. He's still feeling warm and a little lazy from the drink and Raleigh's orgasm (by association and the fact that he caused it), so he's pretty amiable right now.

"Yeah." He sucks at Raleigh's jaw, pressing against a little. "Sounds good. You should show me this bed."

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"Good. C'mon."

He groans and grips at Chuck's hips for a moment before dragging himself away and pulling him towards the bedroom.

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Chuck's taking his pants off on the way, shedding them and his socks and his shorts on the way, the last dropped at the doorway to the bedroom.

"This is a nice suite," he says seriously, looking around the room and back to the living room and kitchen.

But he bets the bed is even nicer so he's going to go test that now.

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Raleigh sheds the last of his clothes at the door as well, then follows Chuck to the bed, hands finding his waist and smoothing over his skin, up his sidesm around to his stomach and up his chest.

"I know. It's pretty awesome." Huge bed, big TV. It's the presidential suite at the Intercontinental in Hong Kong - best room in the house and Raleigh has it all to himself -- now sharing it with Chuck Hansen.

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"Oh man you could fuck me against the window." That's such a great view. He's a little distracted.

But Raleigh's good at bringing his focus back, he slides his hands to his shoulders and pulls him closer as Chuck stretches back on the giant bed. Raleigh really shouldn't be sleeping in it alone.

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"Got it for another night," he murmurs, crawling up on the bed with him and dropping there next to him, leaning over and pressing sucking kisses to his neck and shoulder.

"Could stay in my room."

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"This room is way too pretty to be wasted on just you," he groans, letting his head fall back for Raleigh's mouth. Or he should maybe say Raleigh's way too pretty to be staying here all alone.

Either way, let's take that as agreement.

He brushes his fingertips over the line of the back of his neck, against the short hair at the base of his skull.

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He would like the second option better, but beggars can't be choosy, and all.

He takes it as agreement and continues to mouth at Chuck's skin, dotting his chest with wet, sucking kisses as he trails a hand south over his lower abdomen.

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Well maybe he'll mumble into a pillow in a post coital glow.

Chuck splays out on the bed under Raleigh and slides his hand into his hair, panting eagerly. "Yeah come on," he whines.