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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 watches Chuck come back up, grin still in place, though his arms drop by his sides.

"Go out with me."

[simplepuzzle]

"What makes you think I'd want that?"

He's hissing and dragging him behind a
Thing. Pulling him into a classroom because this does not need to be public.

Whether or not he actually wants to date Raleigh seems to be irrelevant. Yet.

[driftsolo]

It's already public.

"Just a question." He lets Chuck drag him though, expression entirely amused as he's tugged. "Not a hard one, either. Yes or no. I'm a big boy, if you say no, I promise I won't kick and scream and throw a tantrum."

[simplepuzzle]

"I asked if you wanted to fuck around," he points out, leaning back against the door. Mostly to keep it closed.

"Did you have to shout that in front of everyone?" This is asked quieter, more of a sullen mutter.
Because, seriously, Raleigh is pretty universally beloved, people are going to give him shit if he rejects him.

[driftsolo]

Raleigh shrugs. He's starting to think it's a no, which -- you know, is cool, but if that's the case he doesn't...want to stick around and chit chat about it.

"Yes or no, Hansen? I'm gonna be late for class."

[simplepuzzle]

"You--"
Oh, god.

"Yes," he mutters, ears and cheeks flaming. "Fine, okay, go to class."

[driftsolo]

He immediately brightens, and he reaches out and grips Chuck's shoulder.

"I'm not that bad, I promise."

You don't have to look so upset about it.

[simplepuzzle]

"Oh shut up and text me later, you drongo," he snorts, pulling Raleigh in with his hand in his collar and kissing him roughly.

Or you know, they could make out in this empty classroom.

[driftsolo]

People are gonna wonder why Mr. Popular asked Chuck Hansen out but whatever let them talk, Raleigh doesn't care.

Especially not when Chuck is pulling him in and roughly kissing him right here at school.

His arms go around him, palms pressing against his back.

[simplepuzzle]

Man, Chuck doesn't really care, he just doesn't want the whole room to know what he's. doing. With who.

....he's not that unpopular, is he? He's good at sports and good looking so people like, pretend to like him sometimes.

He grips his shirt and kisses him eagerly, rocking up against him.

[driftsolo]

They do pretend to like him! He's just, you know. Impossible to be around sometimes.

Except when his mouth is occupied by Raleigh, who is grinning against his lips and sliding his hands down to grip his ass.

"We're gonna get caught."

[simplepuzzle]

Yeah but in those cases he'd only like to be around Raleigh, no one else need bug them.

Chuck smirks and bites his lip, rocking his hips into his grip.

"So lock or barricade the fucking door so we can fuck around on the desk," he purrs, sliding one hand into his hair and the other into a back pocket.

[driftsolo]

"Gonna miss class," he reminds him, nibbling at Chuck's lower lip.

"Couple people saw you drag me off."

If Chuck doesn't want people knowing he's got a funny way about it.

[simplepuzzle]

"What're they going to do, hang out by the door until we leave?" He smirks and nips back, squeezes his as to pull him closer. "They probably think i dragged you in here to try and kick your arse, i don't think they're going to hang around and wait til we come back out."

If they're not going to fuck what are they doing in there :c

[driftsolo]

Chuck. He is not going to bang you in the school.

"Try," he grins, enjoying the modifier. "Lemme take you out tonight." He mouths at Chuck's neck, nipping gently and squeezing his ass.

"See if we can stand each other for something other than studying or drunk fucking."

[simplepuzzle]

"Don't count on it," Chuck half groans, leaning his head back and lazily grinding against him. "We're not drunk now, unless you're secretly a high functioning alcoho-fuck, there..."

Besides, he's having fun now.

"Why, what are you thinking?"

[driftsolo]

They're totally missing class. Oh well.

"Dunno. Something. Could be real romantic, dinner and a movie..."

[simplepuzzle]

Class isn't super necessary.

"I like the movie. Sit in the back?" Not watch the movie? What's all this talk about romance, anyway?

[driftsolo]

He DID ask you out, Chuck. That implies a 'dating atmosphere'.

"Sure." He leans in and nips at Chuck, neck, fingers toying with the hem of his shirt.

"I'll pick you up around 7."

[simplepuzzle]

Yeah well shut
Shut up.

He tilts his head back, sliding his hands under his shirt, thumbs stroking over his hip bones. "Or I could meet you there," he suggests, voice rough.

[driftsolo]

His hands push under Chuck's shirt, palms flat against his stomach as he moves up.

"Humor me and let me pick you up," he growls, teeth nipping sharply at his neck.

[simplepuzzle]

"If you're talking about holding me and fucking me against the door, I'm on board," he purrs, palms and fingers spanning Raleigh's stomach under his shirt.

Is it so bad if he just wants to meet him there?

[driftsolo]

Yes. It is.

"Don't tempt me."

He fumbles with Chuck's pants, tugging at the buckle and zipper until they're open and he's got Chuck's dick in his hand, stroking slowly.

"You know what I meant."

[simplepuzzle]

"Fuck," he breathes, head knocking back against the door with a thunk. "Tempt tempt," he grins savagely, pushing Raleigh's shirt up and scratching at his back.

"It's not the fucking prom, rahhls," he groans, thrusting into his hand. "I know where the damn theater is."

[driftsolo]

"Said you'd go out with me, lemme do it right."

He rubs his thumb over the head and makes sure Chuck is backed against the door to keep it shut before sinking to his knees and taking him in his mouth, swallowing him whole.