Raleigh grins against his lips, wriggles his hands underneath Chuck and pulls back, lifting Chuck with him, dragging him up to pull him around the coffee table and towards the rug in front of his fireplace.

"And I will, babe," he murmurs, keeping his arms around Chuck, his mouth slotted to his. Chuck tastes like cheese and macaroni and it's fucking amazing, it's awesome and Raleigh could kiss him forever.