He goes with him easily, leaning over top of him and dipping his head low to kiss him thoroughly, deeply, tongue sweeping over his lips and plunging in his mouth, mapping it out and relearning it again and again.

Raleigh's wifebeater comes off then and it's tossed on the floor, his hands eager to find Chuck again and push at his layers, a soft laugh huffed against kiss stung lips.

"Were you cold...?"