Raleigh relaxes and relents, lets his hands move all along Chuck's skin - wherever he can get to it, that's where he touches. He wants, he needs, he's desperate for it. It's been too long, he's waited too long and when Chuck worries a mark into his skin Raleigh groans, head back and hips pressing up, lips curving slightly upwards.

God, he wants this, wants Chuck. He doesn't care how they do it, who 'tops' he just wants it, needs it -- wants to fill Chuck up, be filled up.