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simplepuzzle) wrote2013-10-17 05:08 pm
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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.
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 does sort of smirk in triumph when there's some speeding and then the grabbing. Points, Chuck.
He kisses him back roughly, still kind of grinding against his palm.
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"Getting wetter I'm gonna have to dry my clothes in your house," he mumbles, sucking on his lower lip.
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"Yeah, yeah."
IT's a good excuse to get him naked.
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Oh Raleigh you don't need an excuse, you just need to ask.
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"C'mon. Don't wanna get your computer wet."
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He follows Raleigh into the house, still sort of gripping his shirt and shivering a little under the cold.
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Once there he can slips his arms back around him and kiss him again.
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Chuck can drop his bag in the hall and get his arms around his waist, kissing him back hungrily. "We gotta get out of these wet clothes and into a bath," he informs Raleigh in between sucking kisses. "We're gonna catch something otherwise."
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"Could do that. Or shower."
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If that was a hint to take off his shirt, he follows through with that, letting his shirt drop over his jacket.
Though they should pro a oh get those in a dryer pretty soon.
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He just cares about Chuck's heat against his skin, the way his skin pricks when Raleigh's fingers drag over his body.
"C'mon," he breathes, eyes glittering, "my room. Shower."
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"Lead the way, Rahhhhleigh," he purrs, pressing against him and brushing his fingers over his abdomen.
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"Careful with those," he drawls as Raleigh undoes his laces. "Favorite boots there."
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"They're in good hands."
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He's getting used to this.
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"Let's get outta the rest of this shit."
Because he wants Chuck naked in his shower, moaning and pressed up against the wall with Raleigh's mouth on his dick.
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Too slow, bro.
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Then Chuck gets kissed, Raleigh's hands settling at his hips.
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Pushy little shit.
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You liiiike it.
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He grins and leans into him, hand sliding along the length of Chuck's dick, fingers tracing over soft skin.
He'll get him moaning louder, just you wait.
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He nips his lip and kisses him slowly, leaning against the shower wall and sliding his fingers into Raleigh's wet hair.
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