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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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Chuck lets out a huff of annoyance when Raleigh refuses to look at him, breath coming out cool against the spit-dampened spots on his dick.

He curls a hand around the base and slides his mouth around the head, and just uses his tongue to start playing with the tip.

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He doesn't want to yell out, okay.

Of course, looking away from Chuck just means he can't see what he's doing, and it apparently opens the door for intense teasing and Raleigh has to clamp down on his mouth, teeth grinding together to keep from making any noise.

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Yeah okay but what does not looking at Chuck have to do with not screaming?

He grins; it's hard to see Raleigh in the flickering light of the movie but he's pretty sure things are going well.

Chuck sucks lightly on the tip for a moment before pulling his mouth off and licking back down the shaft.

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Because it's more intense when he looks let him alone :|

"Fuck," he hisses, head jerking back up and looking down at Chuck, a little wild eyed because wow he is trying not to slam his hips up and choke him.

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Haha never!

Chuck attempts to convey a smirk with just his eyes because his lips are sort of occupied.

If Raleigh's so worried about choking him he should be happy when Chuck deep throats him slowly, hand curling around his thigh to steady himself.

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He's half raising out of his seat because of that, hissing a shocked breath and muffling a groan. A hand comes to rest against chuck's head and he grips his hair, squirming under his mouth.

"Harder--" he whispers, swallowing thickly. "Faster--"

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Chuck's not entirely sure how he can go 'harder' with a blow job except to maybe suck harder as he bobs his head faster, hand dipping into his pants to grope and rub his balls lazily.

He's sort of getting lost into how fast Raleigh's losing his mind under him, the slide of skin against his tongue and the taste of his cock heavy in the back of his throat. His eyelids droop as he settles in to a rhythm, relaxing against Raleigh's lap and the movie theater seat.

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Whatever, Chuck -- Raleigh isn't exactly thinking. Not when you're doing shit like that.

His hand rests on the back of Chuck's head and his fingers fist in his hair this time, gripping as he arches, sucking in a sharp gasp as Chuck takes him deep.

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Chuck moans unexpectedly around Raleigh's cock at the sudden sharp pain in his scalp, dick twitching eagerly in his pants. The sound is muffled thanks to aforementioned cock, but it's enough that if they were seated anywhere near other people they'd probably be looking around for who to tell to shut up.

He works his jaw slowly, tongue moving against the shaft as Raleigh arches, swallowing around him.

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His hips twitch; he's going to come in fucking seconds, it's building and he feels like a coil about to spring.

"Gonna--" he hisses a warning, back arching.

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Chuck grunts in an affirmation; you go ahead, Rahhleigh, you didn't pull off, Chuck's not gonna pull off.

He squeezes his thigh (and then balls, his hand is right there) in approval.

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He gets his go ahead and he loses it, an arm getting thrown over his face to muffle the groans. It's almost impossible to stay quiet, and if anyone had been around they'd have heard it. Luckily it's not a full theater, and no one really turns around.

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Fortunately there's noise during zombie apocalypse movies. If you're going to orgasm loudly, it might as well be during a shoot out scene.

Chuck swallows hungrily, digging his fingers into Raleigh's thigh. He keeps swallowing to stop his gag reflex, pulling his hands out of Raleigh's pants and curls it against his hip as he finishes, letting his chin Reston the seat between his thighs.

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Raleigh pants desperately as he comes down, a hand resting on Chucks head as he tried to put himself back together.

"C'mere," he hisses, tugging on him.

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Chuck tucks Raleigh away for him, zips his pants up and climbs up into his lap, straddling him and wrapping his arms around his shoulders as he leans in to kiss him lazily.

"Yeah?" He purrs against his mouth, sucking on his lower lip and nipping it sharply before leaning back.

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His arms go tight around Chuck and he rests his head on his shoulder once he's been thoroughly kissed.

"You're a crazy bastard."

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"I think you like it," he grins against his mouth, pressing his hips down a little.

He threads his fingers through his hair and kisses him eagerly again, sucking on his tongue.

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"Yeah, I do."

He kisses him again, enjoying the heat of chucks mouth and body, a hand threading in his hair.

"Want me to return the favor?"

They've got time.

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"I thought this was me returning the favor from earlier," he grins down, thumb rubbing the nape of his neck.

"But yeah, I could use a hand." He rocks his hips again, so Raleigh can tell how hard he is.

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He kisses him again before wriggling to move Chuck off him. He slides out from under him and to the floor, hands fumbling at Chuck's pants to free him.

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Chuck gets settled in the seat, legs spreading a little so Raleigh can get between them. He gets a hand on the side of his neck to encourage him, grinning down in the dark.