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[driftsolo]

[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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[driftsolo]

He doesn't want to move, but he does carefully slide himself free, wincing internally because way to go Becket, no condom no lube huge mess.

Oh well.

[simplepuzzle]

Chuck makes a noise because--emptied, lotion....man.

He stretches out carefully, stretching his legs out in front of him.

"That was probably stupid," he mutters, wincing as moving reminds him of the state of his arse. He's talking about no condom and lotion--and no prep, thanks, Becket. Mostly.

[driftsolo]

"Yeah."

He's not...denying it, because everything about what they did was probably dumb as hell.

Well.

Almost everything.

"Not all of it."

[simplepuzzle]

...seriously?

Like, Chuck's not gonna be pissed at Raleigh when he sobers up (well maybe for not prepping him), but is Raleigh going to pretend they can get along now?

"You sure about that?"

[driftsolo]

"Positive."

He stretches, and flinches. He needs a shower, pronto. He's pushing himself to a seated position so that he can glance around the room, looking for a bathroom - hopefully one is connected to the room.

That'd be boss.

[simplepuzzle]

Well it's a guest room, so the likelihood is high that the bathroom is attached.

And Chuck is pretty sure he deserves first shower.

He's still sort of looking at Raleigh skeptically, lids heavy like he's thinking of falling asleep.

[driftsolo]

Chuck probably does deserve the first shower.

However,

He better get up and go claim it, because Raleigh is damn sure eyeballing it like he wants it.

[simplepuzzle]

"There a shower in there?" He asks muzzily, making one of the most pathetic attempts at sitting up.

If there's a bath he'll take that too.

[driftsolo]

"I'll go look."

Dammit. Chuck you are too pitiful he can't cockblock the shower.

"Yeah. Towels, too. Wanna go on?" Look he's being nice.

[simplepuzzle]

Admit it, Chuck's just so adorable and sexy covered in cum and lotion, bitten and dazed.

"Yea," he grunts, sliding off the bed and straightening with a wince. He's sore and aching in all new places! Uh. He's limping to the bathroom now.
He might have to make this a sit-down shower.

[driftsolo]

Precious.

Raleigh's gonna just...wait here. And do something with this comforter, oops.

[simplepuzzle]

Okay maybe it's a little gross.

Chuck takes a while, mostly because he's trying to get the lotion out and then he gets distracted for longer than he should.

But out he comes in one of the towels, indicating with a nod and a head jerk that it's free.
And he wants to get dressed and go home and sleep for the next twenty hours, but he sort of flops on the bed in his towel and curls up on his side.

[driftsolo]

Raleigh's dozing when he comes out, but when Chuck comes out he wakes up (he's a light sleeper) and stumbles in after him.

He doesn't take nearly as long as Chuck, but he doesn't really expect Chuck to be sticking around when he gets out.

[simplepuzzle]

Chuck sort of tends to sleep like the dead once he's really asleep.

And really now would actually be a better time to leave, slinking back home to pass out in his own bed. He'll get up in a second and out his pants back on.

[driftsolo]

Raleigh's surprised he's here, but he comes back out in a towel and sits on the bed, reaching for his clothes to put them in a pile.

He'll get dressed in a minute. Really.

[simplepuzzle]

Yeahh really.

Chuck's rolling onto his back with a grunt, blinking blearily, looking around for his shorts.

[driftsolo]

Awkward.

"Here."

He picks them up, hands them over, brows lifted.

[simplepuzzle]

"Thanks." Yeah, a little.

Chuck pulls his on, rubs the heel of his hand into his eye. If he doesn't look directly at Raleigh, it'll make the night even more like a dream.

[driftsolo]

Raleigh isn't quite that awkward.

Besides, it's probably still the middle of the night or early morning or something.

He's looking at him though, a little wary.

[simplepuzzle]

Chuck reaches for his clothes and drags his pants back on with a pretty wretched yawn.

"Gonna head home," he mumbles, reaching for his shirt too.

[driftsolo]

"Sure."

He will too. He's not about to crash here in some strangers bed with a dirty comforter.

"Me too."

[simplepuzzle]

Chuck slides his shirt back on and moves to shove his feet into his shoes, moving for the door.

...he holds the door open for Raleigh.

[driftsolo]

He stomps his feet back into his shoes, then gets to his feet.

And -- That's surprising, but Raleigh isn't complaining. He's going through, stuffing his hands in his pockets and waiting out in the hall for him.

[simplepuzzle]

Chuck's not really looking forward to so obviously be leaving down with Raleigh, but there's not a lot to be done.

There's a reason it's called the walk of 'shame".

[driftsolo]

Yeeeeeep.

Oh well. Raleigh isn't that ashamed. Chuck can be if he likes, but Raleigh's head is up and he looks kind of like he's won the lottery, if a little tired.