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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.
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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But he is verrrry comfy, and he can't even complain about Raleigh curling around him without bringing up the fact that he's curled right back, arms and legs a-tangle.
And it's not like he regrets it, but uh, now there's cold light of day issues to deal with. And mild hangovers.
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Issues? What issues? Raleigh the happy puppy sees no issues.
Just fluffy blankets and a warm body.
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And it's not too bad a hangover, just a pounding head and a dry mouth. Certainly not the worst Chuck has ever had.
....and all right this isn't the worst way to wake up, wrapped up and around in someone and a soft bed.
............he has to pee.
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NO
Raleigh's out. You'll have to untangle yourself, Chuck.
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Chuck does eventually squirm his way out of Raleigh's tentacles and makes his way to the bathroom to empty his bladder.
...and then discovers the shower. Which, shortly into a shower, Chuck decides he'd like to take home with him.
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It's a damn nice shower that's for sure. Raleigh eventually wakes up and hears it, stretches and sits up before rolling off the bed to go knock on the doorframe of the bathroom.
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"Shower's occupied," he calls out. "Toilet's free."
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Good cause he has to pee.
He slides in and takes care of that, then ponders.
"Room for two?"
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On the other, this isn't a fantasy, this is life. With consequences.
But he can share a shower.
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"I can wait," he offers, stretching his arms over his head.
He doesn't want to make him any more uncomfortable than he already seems to be.
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"Do you want to wait?"
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"Not really." He grins, poking his head in before coming in behind him.
Enjoy a naked Raleigh sliding up behind you, Chuck.
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"Morning," he drawls, leaning back into him.
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He grins again and mouths at Chuck's neck briefly, hands resting on his hips.
"Morning."
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"That bed is amazing," he comments.
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"Right? I don't wanna go home."
It's the fucking Intercontinental. The UN and PPDC seriously shelled out the bucks for his stay.
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Yes let's exploit the system.
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"Ha. Well, I do have one more night, if you're still interested in sticking around." He says, as he nibbles chuck's neck.
Raleigh never plays fair.
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Chuck leans back into his mouth with a soft sigh. And...maaaaybe.
"Gonna need to eat sometime," he mumbles. "If we do room service we never have to leave the room." He likes that idea.
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"Not interested in sightseeing?"
He nips at Chucks neck and works his way up to his ear, hands coming around his front to slide over his cock.
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"Is there really anything you wanna see outside this room?" He mumbles
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...That is a good point, Chuck. A very good point.
"No."
Not when he can slide his hands over Chuck's water slickened cock.
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He pants, thrusting into Raleigh's hand and letting his eyes slide shut. "I really don't feel like seeing anyone, i know that," he hums, moving lazily. "I don't have to pretend to be nice to you, at least."
Not that he's actively mean.
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He chuckles, low and warm against Chuck's neck, hand casually pumping as he presses his chest flus to Chuck's back.
"At least there's that."
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He rocks forward into his hand and back against Raleigh's cock, grinding back against it lazily.
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