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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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He mouthes Chuck's neck, grip tightening and speeding up.

"Oh I like you saying please," Chuck grins against Raleigh's rain dampened skin.

It's been a while since he's had a hand around his dick okay.

"Fuck--"

It's obvious in the way his words stutter and the way his hips twitch up to press against him. Dammit just -- blow him Christ.

But but the power he's holding in the palm of his hand....

Maybe if Raleigh asked nicely.

Chuck keeps his fist moving in the mean time, teeth moving over his neck.

It feels good; friction and heat but it's dry and fuck, it could be so much more. He whines a little, hand lifting to curl around Chuck and slide in his hair.

"C'mon-- Chuck, you said--"

You'd suck him off.

"Please--"

Well it's not as dry as it could have been, he had his mouth around it for a second and his hand was wet from the rain.

"I say a lot of things," he points out, squeezing him again roughly.

Still, he sort of takes pity and leans over his lap once more, sucking wetly at the head as he squeezes the base with his hand.

Dry enough.

Better now though - he groans, head falling back completely as Chuck settles between his thighs. His hand goes with Chuck, staying in his hair.

"Oh God."

Chuck smirks around the head before sliding his mouth down (and smirking becomes less possible).

He braces himself with one hand on Raleigh's thigh ad he bobs his head slowly, taking him down his throat.

He shudders, resting his hand lightly on the Back of Chuck's head. He sort of guides him, though it's just because his hand happens to be there and not because Chuck actually needs any help.

No, Chuck seems to know exactly what he's doing, and all Raleigh can do is make helpless little humiliating noises that he'll deny later.

Chuck is cataloging those sounds and totally reminding him of them later.

He bobs his head, sliding his tongue down the shaft. He's still got a grip around the base, not tight enough to hold off the orgasm but giving him enough of a squeeze to e courage said orgasm.

Asshole.

It's hard to be mad or anything right now though, because Chuck's giving him fantastic head and RAleigh's sucking in a gasp, hips twitching and lifting to press himself further into Chuck's mouth.

Yup!

Chuck makes an annoyed sound and presses on his thigh to stop him from thrusting, but it's not actually doing a good job at holding him down. So maybe he lets him thrust a bit but he pulls back and almost off so he can just lap at the head.

Raleigh whines when Chuck pulls back, hand curling and tightening in the short strands at the back of Chuck's head. He babbles shit -- don't stop, God don't stop-- because fuck damn it's been a long time and Chuck is really good at this.

Chuck has to grin again, smirking against the head of his dick.

He kind of wants to fumble his phone in his pocket and record him for future spank sessions.
But fine, fine, he's sliding his mouth down his cock, swallowing him from base to tip. Slowly.

He will literally kill you if you do that Chuck. He will go to jail for murder.

But thank God he doesn't and he instead focuses on sucking RAleigh off, even if he's going painfully slow and RAleigh wants to fuck his mouth for real.

It takes everything in him to hold back and not do that, but he does groan and tug at Chuck's hair.

......well that just makes him wanna do it more.

He might make a pleased noise deep in his throat and deep throats him again, sliding his hand further into his shorts to palm his balls carefully.
Raleigh could pull his hair harder and thrust again, Chuck might let him.

Raleigh groans and shudders under the touch, fingers gripping at his hair and tugging, though he's really trying not to slam into Chuck's mouth again.

...It's becoming pretty difficult, though.

Oh for--Chuck bobs his head faster, not quite managing to keep up with the suction.

There might be a little bit of drool.

Sorry.
(Not sorry)

"God, just--"

Keep going, don't stop.

"Gonna--"

Yeah. Shortly, he's gonna come.

Yes, that is exactly Chuck's goal.

He squeezes the base of his dick and sucks hard, pressing his hand against the inside of his thigh.

And -- there it is, he's shooting off into Chuck's mouth with a groan, head back as his body arches.

He's left panting and shivery in his own skin, fingers loosening their hold in Chuck's hair.

Mhf he's swallowing as much as he can, keeping his mouth on his dick until Raleigh catches his breath.

Chuck's gonna slide his mouth off slowly, licking his lips and keeping his chin on his lap. He's comfy.

He's limp in the drivers seat and panting, rain splattering the car around them. His hand is light on Chuck's head, fingers threading through his hair.

Chuck sits up, hand resting against Raleigh's thigh still.

"You good to drive?" He asks with a smirk, voice a little rough from the blowjob.

"In...in a second."

He needs to catch his breath but first, he's leaning to kiss Chuck excuse damn. That was amazing.

He has to grin, partially smugness and partially genuine pleasure that Raleigh ahem enjoyed himself so much.

He kisses him lazily, hand curling in his hair.

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Mouthes RALEIGH's neck not his own ugh ugh why I don't tag while I'm tired

Lmao I assumed XD

it bugged me /o\

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