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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]

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.

[simplepuzzle]

If Raleigh is trying to get Chuck to agree using his sexual wiles, then, sir,

you are on the right track.

"Is there a fucking wrong way to do it?" He groans, hips jerking a little. He's reaching to slide his fingers through his hair, nails dragging over his scalp and pulling lightly with a faint smirk. He's gonna go ahead and maybe stop talking for a while, giving over to Raleigh Fucking Becket's mouth.

[driftsolo]

He takes him deep, letting his cock hit the back of his throat before sucking sharply and pulling back, tongue tracing around the tip.

"Yeah. Seven, Hansen."

He smirks, then takes him in again, sliding his mouth down Chuck's length, tongue hot and flat against his cock.

[simplepuzzle]

"Hnnngfuck," he whimpers, threading the fingers of both hands through his hair and leaning his head back.

He does wanna watch though, he's got his eyes flicked down and Jesus fucking Christ, that fucking smirk. "God whatever fine," he growls, shuddering desperately under his mouth.

[driftsolo]

That's right. You give him what he fucking wants, Chuck. Let him pick you up and take you out and you are gonna like it.

He sucks sharply, humming a little as he slides down, teeth a light presence as he pulls up.

[simplepuzzle]

"If you wear a" gasp "suit I'm going to" weak groan, scrabble at his hair, "I'm dumping you on the spot," he moans out, shifting his legs so he can actually fucking stand up under the onslaught of--

"Shit, move," he whines, tightening his grip in his hair. Unless, you know, Raleigh doesn't mind swallowing which Chuck is fine with,

[driftsolo]

He doesn't answer and he doesn't move. Instead, he sucks hard, and uses his hand to give some grip and drag, free hand squeezing Chuck's ass and pushing him further into his mouth.

[simplepuzzle]

Yeah, yeah Chuck's coming, shooting into Raleigh's mouth with a muffled cry (he sacrifices one of the hands in Raleigh's hair to shove his fist into his mouth).

"Oh my god you're such a slut," he mumbles as his fist drops from his mouth, grinning lazily.

[driftsolo]

Raleigh swallows him down and is just smirking like crazy as he gets to his feet.

"Seven."

[simplepuzzle]

Chuck is rolling his eyes and pulling Raleigh in to kiss him sloppy.

"Don't take me somewhere nice," he threatens, dipping his hand to his crotch to squeeze loosely. "But seven."

[driftsolo]

"No high class for us," he mumbles, nipping at Chucks lower lip.

He's so pleased with himself.