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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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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.

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Raleigh's moving slow, because he's a dick, though he's eventually settled himself between Chuck's legs, hand stroking casually at his cock.

"Want what you gave me, hm?" His eyes glint. "Or more?" Because time is ticking and Raleigh's getting to a point where he can feel his cock twitch again.

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"Fuck," Chuck whines, digging his fingers into Raleigh's biceps and bucking into his hand. "Yeah!"

He wants it all, yes, Raleigh could suck his cock and then fuck him and anything he wants seriously he's so ready for fucking something.

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He's gonna get something. Raleigh's fingers dig into Chuck and he dips his head, taking Chuck in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip before swallowing him whole without as much as a flinch.

He's got this.

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"Fuck!" Chuck gasps, arching and jerking, head back. "Ahgod.."

No, no he was not expecting that.

He twists his fingers in the cover, tensing with the effort of not thrusting into that wet hot--though he can't stop a twitch or two, a slow squirm and a faint whimper.

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Raleigh's pretty good at this, and if Chuck bucks, then -- well.That's pretty much okay, because it's kind of a thing that's happened before.

He keeps Chuck's legs splayed open, making sure he stays nice and bared and vulnerable for Raleigh while he works, sucking leisurely and dragging his mouth up the shaft to the tip before going back down and taking him to the root again.

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"yes-yeah," Chuck pants, giving in and rocking into the practiced mouth.

"Fuck you're so good at this," he's moaning, rocking back and thrusting up, almost out of his mind with sensation. "JEsus you've done this before you're a fucking blowjob technician--" he might be a little bit out of his mind, Raleigh shouldn't pay attention to the actual words. He's drunk and Raleigh is very good with his mouth jesus christ.

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Raleigh is trying very hard not to chuckle, but it's difficult because Chuck is singing praises to his name and it's a little ironic. Still.

He adds the use of his hand because he can, but he keeps the pace slow, steady, because he's not ready for Chuck to come, not just yet. He's got other things he wants to do to him before that happens.

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Yeah well shut up, orgasms are different.

The slow pace is helping. The urgency is passing and now he's good, it's just good, to stretch and press and hold his shoulder and enjoy. The babbling's less, too.

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He keeps this up for a while, letting Chuck just relax and enjoy it, but there's eventually the flick of a bottle cap and then there's slick pressure against that ring of muscle, and Raleigh's casually sliding a finger in while still making sure to keep Chuck's cock encased in his mouth.

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"Ah-" Chuck gasps a little, squirming once, back curving, before he stills and opens his thighs wider.

And really if Raleigh wants to stay like that and fingerfuck him and suck him just like this until Chuck comes, dissolving into a mess against and under him...

That'd be cool.

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He's planning on it.

He adds another finger because he can, pressing in deep and casually twisting them so that he can crook, fingertips searching for the places that make Chuck groan and swear.

Meanwhile, his mouth never stops moving, never stops sucking and licking and tasting.

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Oh

Chuck's back curves, thighs splaying open wider. "God, Raleigh," he groans. "Fuck, it's too--"

It's too much, dammit, he's not going to be able to last much longer, each swipe of Raleigh's fingers sending sparks of electricity shoot up his spine, each flick of his tongue urging the wave of pleasure closer.

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That's fine. Chuck can come, that's the point of this. Raleigh sucks sharply, fingers are relentless in how they press and drag it out of him and he hums when he's got Chuck all the way in the back of his throat, sending vibrations down the length of his shaft before he pulls back up and hisses against wet skin;

"Come on, Chuck--"

And then be's back down again.

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Yeah-yeah, it takes that downswipe to have Chuck coming, pressing back eagerly against Raleigh's hand and spilling into his mouth.

He'd really like to stay like that for a while, the drag and press of touch and tongue that was slowly pulling his mind out of himself, but he also can't really complain about an orgasm that actually makes him black out for a few moments.

Though that might be from other things.

Still.

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Raleigh swallows easily and works Chuck down from it carefully, making sure he's finished (because Raleigh is thorough, if anything. And if he blacks out, that's okay, it gives Raleigh a minute to go get a drink, locate both sets of clothes and bring them into the bedroom, then crawl back up and flop beside him, sated and very satisfied with himself.

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Chuck shifts once he comes back to his mind and lifts his head, grinning lazily at Raleigh.

"I appreciate the level of your cocksucking skills," he mumbles, stretching out next to him and getting comfy.

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Raleigh is a little but smug.

"Thanks." He says, leaning back on the pillows and taking a swig out of his bottle of water. He offers it to Chuck, brow lifted.

"Want some?"

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Chuck does, he really does, but he idea of sitting up to get some is pretty daunting.

He manages, pushing himself up on arms that feel like jelly and reaching for the bottle, taking a few deep swigs.

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He's wriggling under the sheets while Chuck takes a few sips, wanting to fully enjoy the fluff and comfort of this big ass expensive bed.

Thank you, PPDC.