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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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He's having fun. Plenty of fun. Lots of fun.

He shudders and groans; it's soft heat pushing against him but no less intense than anything else Chuck could be doing. His fingers flex and he digs them into the mattress, head tossing back with a hiss of frustrated pleasure.

It sounds like it! And Chuck's having almost as much fun just listening to Raleigh have fun.

He moves his face further against Raleigh's flesh, pushing his tongue in deeper and flattening it, widening it inside of him and dragging it out slowly before thrusting it in again, this time adding a finger alongside.

"Fuck--" He manages, teeth grinding together as he grabs at the sheets, twisting them in his hands. It's hot - in more ways than just one. HE feels filled but not quite, warm heat and softness yet the addition of Chuck's finger has an added contrast and he whimpers (much to his abject horror), and twitches under those hands.

Chuck's spurred by Raleigh's cries, flicking his tongue deep inside him and huffing a smug laugh when the man whimpers.

He thrusts a second finger into him and curls his hand tight around his cock as he pulls his tongue out slowly, widening it as he goes.

"I could do this until you come," he hums, voice husky. "Or I could stick my dick in you."
what a romantic.

Raleigh is trembling by the time Chuck withdraws and speaks to him. His mouth is dry and his words -- fuck, he's barely able to croak them out. It's pathetic.

"Just fuck me, Hansen, Christ--"

No, Chuck is wishing he was filming this because that is awesome.

"Sure, Becket," he purrs, stroking him lazily and pressing a kiss to the side of his knee. He's reaching for the lube where it is to slick his cock. "Whatever you want, baby."

He'd murder you dead if you filmed this.

He's panting while he waits, trying not to be impatient but damn.

Raleigh is fucking impatient right now. He's also pretty sure he's never heard Chuck call him that before and he reeeally kind of likes it.

Just for them? Just for the two of them, to enjoy and maybe watch later to study and catch mistakes. Like athletes!

Chuck leans over Raleigh's body, climbing up to kneel between his thighs and edging forward as he rolls a condom on. "You like that?" That was a reaction he could duplicate. "You ready, baby?"

Chuck if you want to make a sex tape just ask. It might go over well. Just don't do it without telling him.

"Yes. Yes," he's ready Jesus God just do him already.

Awesome, noted.

Hah! Chuck is grinning smugly as he slides into him, supporting Raleigh's hips up.

Chuck slides in and Raleigh hisses, hands scrambling to find some kind of hold on Chuck.

Damn. He's never been laid so damn bare before.

"You have any idea how beautiful you are like this," he pants over Raleigh's mouth as he moves against him, holding onto his hips.

He kisses him slow and sucking, thrusting up.

Raleigh makes a strangled noise in the back of his throat that isn't really an answer; he can't really choke anything out right now other than that, so it's the best that Chuck's going to get.

The best he can grip is Chuck's hips and he squeezes them, tongue licking at Chuck's lips and groaning against him when Chuck shifts his hips and slides further in.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he groans again, arms sliding around his waist and tightening as he fucks him a little harder, holding him up.

"I missed you so fucking much." Chuck's nails drag up his sides, mouth over his collarbone and leaving a Sri of bruises.

You know, Raleigh's always kind of wanted Chuck to tell him shit like this and it'd been like dragging him kicking and screaming just to even get him to admit he liked Raleigh, wanted something...anything with him beyond a casual fuck.

"Missed you more," he rasps, shuddering with every thrust, every movement he makes.

Yeah well--this is different. Things are different now. They've been seeing each other for long enough, maybe he actually like this sort of dirty talk.
Feelsy talk.

"Yeah?" Chuck snaps his hips into him and smirks lazily. "Really think so?"

It's a good different.

"Know so," he chokes, groaning when Chuck's hips meet his, fingers dimpling into his skin.

It's a comfortable different.

"Is this you trying to one-up me or do you really think that?" He growls softly, slowing his hips down to grind slow and deep.

Nngh God Chuck is gonna kill him.

"Really think that," he manages, teeth clicking together muscles in his body tightening around Chuck, providing more grip and drag than he'd had before.

Chuck slows to a stop and frowns down at Raleigh.

He actually might kill him, at this point.

"You still--" he cuts himself off and shakes his head, starts moving again; Raleigh's making himself far too fucking tempting for him to just stop, all heat and welcoming tightness, but.

Well, it stings. It was the same when Raleigh asked if he screwed around and he wasn't joking. That even after all this, even after fantasizing about moving in, Raleigh still doesn't really think he's serious about them.

"Not what I meant--" he wheezes, hands scrambling to get a hold of him and jerk him down with a groan. "Not what I meant--"

Don't you dare stop he will murder you.

He's not stopping, probably the only way he'd stop fucking Raleigh was if the man called out the wrong name mid-thrust. But the thrusts might have been a little more vicious than necessary.

"Shut up," he mumbles against his mouth, pressing him down against the bed. "I love you." You great big dumb.

The noise that Raleigh makes is muffled against Chuck's mouth, but the emotional and physical response is there. His grip around Chuck tightens and his legs wrap around his hips, urging him to thrust harder.

"Love you," he manages, though he's working on catching Chuck's mouth with his again after.

Chuck cries out against Raleigh's mouth, a hoarse and rough sound that accompanies the harder thrusts Raleigh wanted so much.

"Love you," he hisses into his mouth, scratching at his skin. "Fuck, Raleigh, I missed you so fucking much, I don't know what to do to convince you--"

Raleigh makes another raw noise, wrapping completely around him, hands scrabbling down Chuck's back, blunt fingers dragging down his skin to cup his ass.

"I believe you. I believe you--"

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