He just wants to turn and wrap up in Raleigh, twine around him and press against him.

...but that might be the amount of wine he's had tonight.

Chuck gets a hand in Raleigh's hair to drag his head closer to kiss him, rough and proper. He moves against his hand while Raleigh fingerfucks him, hissing into his mouth at the sting and the stretch.
"C'mon enough about your ego," he mutters, biting down on Raleigh's pink and flushed lip. "Talk about me."