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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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Chuck flashes a charming smirk at girl at the desk before swaggering into the elevator with him.

He's about to stretch, maybe make another sort of off-color comment when he's pushed against the wall of the elevator and being ravaged.

"Jesus!" he pants, grinning and rolling his hips against Raleigh's knee, pressing his hands against his bare chest.

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Raleigh's hands are everywhere; smoothing over Chuck's chest, sliding between his thighs to grope him over the material of his dress pants, reaching around to grip his ass and bring him closer against Raleigh's frame.

"He isn't saving you now," Raleigh growls, though he's smirking a little against Chuck's mouth. "Not from me."

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Chuck laughs, and groans, pressing against his hands and body, grinding eagerly against him.

"Who says I needed saving," he growls back against Raleigh's mouth, ducking his head to bite viciously at his throat, hands sliding in to grip his waist to hold him good and close.

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"Not me," Raleigh hisses, twinge of pain shooting through his body at the bite. It makes him grip Chuck's hair and pull, hips rocking against Chuck instinctively.

"I'm happy to be the devil on your shoulder tonight." Now that Chuck's got him all worked up and fucking horny, Raleigh's hard pressed to give a shit anymore.

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"I'd rather you be the devil in my arse," he groans, hips jerking eagerly.

"Wonder if there's a camera in here," Chuck murmurs into his ear, hands sliding up under his shirt and jacket to slide them off his skin, slowing his hips down to a lazy sort of grind.

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"Could do that too," he smirks, loosening his hold a little. "And I dunno. Probably."

Someone was getting a free show of two jaeger pilots getting hot and heavy in an elevator.

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Just as long as it doesn't end up on the internet.

Chuck mouthes at the bite lazily, running his fingers down his back to dip them into his back pockets.

"We there yet?" he murmurs.

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It better not.

Raleigh starts to answer when the elevator dings, and he turns and swaggers out, tossing his jacket over his shoulder.

"This way, Hansen."

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When Raleigh pulls away so quickly, so suddenly, Chuck nearly gasps at the loss, feeling suddenly cold. He growls, getting a hold of himself and following after him in a quick near stumble.

"Slow down!"

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Raleigh grins over his shoulder before stopping at a room and swiping his keycard again.

It's a nice room, an executive suite with more shit than Raleigh needs for just one person.

"Home sweet home for the night."

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"You got nicer stuff than me." Drunk Chuck's prone to a whinier tone of voice. He doesn't seem too concerned with it, since as soon as the door's closing he's back up against Raleigh and pushing him against the nearest surface; horizontal or otherwise, doesn't matter.

He is finally pushing his shirt off though. "Did you ask for this room or did they just give the big damn hero the nicest shit they had?" he purrs against his mouth.

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"Just gave it to me," he groans as he's backed up against the kitchen table. He's helping by shrugging out of his shirt completely and tossing both dress shirt and jacket over the table before his hands come to rest on Chuck's hips.

"Guess they think I'm special."

Not useless.

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"Guess you gotta be," he bites at his lips and grins before sliding to his knees.

He presses his mouth to Raleigh's hipbone, clumsily tugging at the front of his slacks. It's a little easier to grope him in these, at least, than the pants they prefer to live in. He can actually run his fingers over the length and find the head to tease it.

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He laughs, the sound echoing through the rest of the suite.

"Least someone thinks so."

Raleigh shudders at that, hands dropping to fumble with his belt, the button and zipper so he can pull it down, giving Chuck the option to free him or not.

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"Guess so." Chuck bats at Raleigh's hand--he can do it!--but tugs his pants and underwear down his hips enough to get at his cock.

He looks at it a moment with eyes narrowed like he's deciding from what angle to tackle it, sizing it up so to speak. He curls his hand around the base and strokes slowly, running his tongue over the head.

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His hand settles on Chuck's head, fingers sliding through his hair as Raleigh leans back against the table, feet apart while Chuck takes a good look at his cock.

His grip tightens when he's stroked and when the wet heat of Chuck's tongue circles him, he makes a noise that's half strangled, half pleased.

"More."

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Chuck makes a mug noise; if Raleigh's pulling his hair and it's not to pull him off, it's gotta mean good things right?

Plus those noises. Chuck wants to coax more of those out and that's the only reason he obeys, dragging his tongue back over the head in a slower swipe, mouth opening as much as a smirk allows.

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Good things, yeah. Something like that.

Chuck obeys and if its either willingly or out of spite Raleigh doesn't know or care, because whatever it is it's working; Raleigh groans again, head tipping back as muscles in his hips twitch with every pass of Chuck's tongue.

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Raleigh does glance over and meet that gaze and follow it to the stairs. Chuck gets up and heads up and Raleigh doesn't budge from his spot for a few minutes, giving Chuck time to think about it and get a little antsy before he excuses himself and follows.

He raps sharply on the only closed door before cracking it.

love meme, cont.

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Relax. Sure. Like that's easy, when you've got Chuck Hansen between your thighs rimming you.

He strokes his cock though and Raleigh eases back, allowing the tension to leave his body, a chocked groan escaping his lips.

"Right. Sorry."

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He mouthes the head, lashing his tongue against the slit before pulling his head back, moving his fist slowly.

The whiskey and 'shine is still sort of weighing his head down and it would be so easy to lean against Raleigh's hip and jerk him off but the taste of the older Ranger is heady, the feel of his dick against his tongue and what it does to Raleigh urging him on.

Chuck leans back on his heels and wraps his lips around the head again, slides his head down slowly.

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Chuck was sort of starting to flop back admits the pillows and starting to doze off, because whatever, it's not like Raleigh even said he'd like to--

Oh but knocking. He pushes himself up on his arms, toeing his shoes off. "He-eey," he says, drawing out the word.

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Well if he's not having fun......

Chuck hums, tracing his thumb against the big vein and laying a brief open mouthed kiss against his ass, teeth scraping a cheek before he presses the tip of his tongue against his entrance and pushing.

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Raleigh mumbles some kind of unintelligible swear, the effort of not bucking his hips into Chuck's mouth monumental.

His hand rests on Chuck's head, fingers lacing in his hair as he shudders, cock twitching in his grip.

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Chuck sucks eagerly, drawing his mouth back to keep himself from drooling. He lets out a faint snort when he realizes Raleigh's holding himself back and reaches around, palming his ass and pulling him in deeper.

He might gag, a little, not used to uh, this, but he's not backing down. Plus, he's making these sort of pleading noises that should tell Raleigh how much he's into it.