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 Chuck saunters into Pacific Roast with his backpack flung over his shoulder. There are perks to being the son of one of the co-owners of a corner coffee shop/cafe, and free drinks are one of them.

No free fresh pastries, unfortunately, though if it's still there by the second day it's fair game. 

Which is awesome for Chuck's study-induced sweet tooth. 

...and would be less awesome for his waistline if he wasn't as active as he was.

There's someone unfamiliar behind the counter, but that's not too surprising, Herc had said he and Pentecost were looking to hire some new blood since losing all three of the triplets to better jobs (not begrudging, nobody wants to barista forever). Chuck just drops his bag into his favorite armchair, staking his claim at the table before making his way to the counter and nodding at the stranger in greeting.

"Hey, mate, can you get me a flat white? Thanks." And, without waiting for a response, heads back to said staked table to unpack his books.

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"Right." He looks up, cringes a little at the thunder and lightening, then bolts.

"C'mon--!"

The doors unlocked for Chuck when he gets there.

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Yeahh Chuck lets Raleigh go ahead of him to make sure the car's unlocked.

He slides into the passenger seat laughing, shaking the rainwater out of his hair.

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Raleigh's soaked when he crashes into the drivers seat and slams the door, laughing along with him as he runs his fingers through now drenched hair. An umbrella would have been great; his jeans are drenched and his work shirt is wet - hell, he's pretty sure his wallet is wet too, but...

Whatever.

He flashes a grin at Chuck, taking note that hey -- he's in the same shape Raleigh is.

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He is and it's just fucking lucky that he invested in a waterproof backpack or his notes and computer would be fucked.

Chuck laughs harder when he sees how wet Raleigh is, reaches to tug wipe some water off his cheek.

"You got a li'l something."

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"A little?" Raleigh barks a laugh, cheeks flushing despite the cool chill of the rain seeping into his bones. Where Chuck touched him tingles, and he has to consciously make himself not lift a hand to touch his cheek.

"I think I got a lot."

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He's still got his hand there, lightly cupping the side of his cheek.

"Yeah, it's sort of everywhere." He's still chuckling, laughing soft.
...he slides his hand into his hair and drags Raleigh closer before he can think about what he's doing and presses their mouths together

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Raleigh leans right into that touch and swallows; he sees the look on Chuck's face and it reflects his own and when the younger man leans in to kiss him, all Raleigh can do is meet him halfway, tongue flicking teasingly against chuck's lips, tasting the rainwater that lingers on his skin.

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It's not as fierce--desperate as that night in the cafe, and Chuck's taking his time tasting Raleigh's lips before pressing his tongue into his mouth.

They don't have anywhere pressing to be.

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No, they sure don't. There's not much of a middle console either; it's a lower end Chevy and it's a bench seat, stick shift so Raleigh has room to slide over and slip an arm around Chuck to tug him close, a hand lifting to frame his face.

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This is a car Chuck approves of.

He curls his other hand in his collar before pulling away a but, breathing a little against his mouth. "Turn the car on," he murmurs. "Heat. We'll wait til the car heats up."

....and then maybe to Raleigh's?

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And you made fun of gipsy.

He has to let go of Chuck to crank the car but once it's running and the heater kicked on, he's back with his hands on Chuck and mouths meeting.

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He stands by what he said.

Chuck curls his hands into his shirt and pulls him closer, licking the inside of his mouth lazily.

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He tastes like coffee and rainwater, a combination that makes Raleigh's head spin and dick harden. He shivers, and scoots closer, drawing Chuck into his arms as his truck works to heat the cabin.

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And it's getting colder outside and Raleigh is warm.

Chuck slides his hands to his waist as they press together awkwardly on the seat, making soft and needy sounds into his mouth.

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He groans into Chuck's mouth, moving as close as the seat allows, hands lifting to tangle in his hair, tugging at the short strands.

The rain keeps coming down, and Raleigh keeps kissing him.

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Chuck hisses quietly into his mouth, shifting against him to see of climbing into his lap is at al feasible.

...or maybe they should wait for that.

Ugh but Chuck wants to press Raleigh down and give him head in this stupid rustbucket.

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It's not stupid.

Chuck won't fit in his lap, but there's room for him to sprawl across the seat if he wants.

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Yeah he's going to do that, pressing eagerly into Raleigh and sliding his hand under his shirts.

And his other hand into his lap to squeeze his crotch loosely.

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Chuck's hand is cool on his skin and he squirms in surprise (both at the temperature and both at how fast Chuck seems to want to move, but he's not complaining), hands reaching and gripping at Chuck's shirt, twisting in the material. He gasps into Chuck's mouth when there's brief pressure on his dick; he's about 80% totally hard, and his hips press up into that hand and he nips at Chuck's lower lip in retaliation.

Don't tease.

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Yeah well he thought Raleigh hated him and this is fun.

Chuck presses his palm firmly against his growing erection, smirking cockily against his mouth as he rubs a little roughly, heel of his hand pressing against the base.

Unless Raleigh wants to get going, in which case,
"Wanna see if i can give you a hummer while you're driving?" He murmurs, grin widening.

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He squirms a little, and groans/I>.

"Yeah," he breathes, one hand sliding to cup the back of Chuck's head, fingers threading in his hair. Yeah, Chuck can do that -- though Raleigh might have to pull over.

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"Knew it," chuck taunts, squeezing his dick through his pants. "Slut."

He's going to bite the side of his neck before leaning over his lap, nuzzling his waistband eagerly.

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"Am not," he hisses, squirming at the bite and tightening his hands in Chuck's hair before leaning and relaxing against the seatback.

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Chuck hisses through his teeth when his hair's pulled, so he shoves his hand down the front of Raleigh's pants in revenge.

...somehow that's revenge.

Shut up.
He's tugging his pants open and tugging the waistband of his underwear down so he can get his mouth on the head of his dick.

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Yeah that's totally revenge.

He lifts his hips so Chuck can push and pull and wrap his mouth around his cock and Raleigh groans and wonders if he should even bother trying to drive.