He's going to get those sounds, and his hands drag down Chuck's back, nails
over skin until he's gripping his ass and squeezing, palms getting a good
handful of skin.
Well but Chuck always thought humans were kind of silly and stupid and while his years among them might have softened him somewhat on them individually, he's still sort of soured on them as a whole.
"Do I--" he pushes himself up, hands on Raleigh's shoulder. "What do you think?"
"I always want you, stupid human," he grumbles, leaning in to kiss him again.
"If you're asking me if I want to fuck you..." He brings his teeth down against Raleigh's jaw, rocking his hips in hard before he pulls away to get to said nightstand.
"Well. Yeah, that's-- kind of where I was...headed..."
Raleigh licks his lips and squirms when Chuck leaves, cool air washing over
him in the absence. Raleigh doesn't really use the heater -- or air - much,
to conserve on his bills and he's kind of regretting that at the moment
because when Chuck briefly leaves, he's freezing.
Hell, Raleigh's used to this temperature, Chuck's hopping back to the bed as soon as he's got lube, and he's tugging the blankets over them for good measure.
"Why do you live in Alaska it's fucking freezing," he grumbles, pressing against Raleigh to steal any warmth before getting down to business.
He squirm again, snorting at the near tickle of tongue against his neck and tilting his head to let him keep at it, if he wants.
He's also pushing his hand down, between their bodies and moving between Raleigh's legs, nudging them open as he fondles his balls. "You keep saying that, I'm starting to think you're not glad I did," he says quietly.
He goes easily onto his back, stretching out underneath Chuck and smiling
up at him, still hardly able to believe he's here after so long -
here and naked over him.
He's sort of watching Chuck with a hooded, pleased expression, lips pulling
into a smile, hands fluttering to rest lightly on Chuck's hips or shoulders
or sides -- wherever he can reach.
There're things he wants to say, reasons he didn't wait for him or what he did in the years between losing Raleigh and finding Sam or ask Raleigh questions--but not now.
Now all he wants to do is sink against Raleigh, fingers sliding up against the inside of his thighs and along the crease of his arse, and make absolutely sure he's still there.
As though Chuck could stop himself right now, could stop from pressing his fingers into Raleigh as he whines and squirms desperately. He's going slow, despite his own desperation, still unfamiliar with Raleigh's body.
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Chuck's ego doesn't need boosting, honestly.
Raleigh groans, hips lifting to grind back, slide their cocks together and suck in a sharp gasp when Chuck's teeth come down on his lip.
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Chuck slides his hands up Raleigh's chest and bites down again, eager to hear more of those sweet sounds out of the human.
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He's going to get those sounds, and his hands drag down Chuck's back, nails over skin until he's gripping his ass and squeezing, palms getting a good handful of skin.
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"You're such a stupid human," he groans, brushing their lips together again. "Love you."
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"Am I?" He breathes, dizzy with lust, hands gripping and squeezing, hips pressing up. "Maybe a little."
Fuck, but he wants Chuck.
"You gonna--do you want me?"
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"Do I--" he pushes himself up, hands on Raleigh's shoulder. "What do you think?"
Seriously?
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Well. He...wasn't sure.
He blushes, and squeezes chuck's ass a final time.
"...Nightstand. Top drawer."
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"If you're asking me if I want to fuck you..."
He brings his teeth down against Raleigh's jaw, rocking his hips in hard before he pulls away to get to said nightstand.
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"Well. Yeah, that's-- kind of where I was...headed..."
Raleigh licks his lips and squirms when Chuck leaves, cool air washing over him in the absence. Raleigh doesn't really use the heater -- or air - much, to conserve on his bills and he's kind of regretting that at the moment because when Chuck briefly leaves, he's freezing.
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"Why do you live in Alaska it's fucking freezing," he grumbles, pressing against Raleigh to steal any warmth before getting down to business.
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Raleigh's arms go back around him instantly, palms smoothing over his back as he laughs, pressing his face into Chuck's neck and nipping him gently.
"I'm used to it."
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Chuck tilts his head back to let Raleigh nip or press or whatever it is he'd like to do, he'll just rub a little against him until he warms back up.
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"Mhm."
His arms tighten around Chuck and he pulls him in, buries his face into Chuck's neck and breathes slowly, warm breath ghosting over his skin.
He's content to hold him like this for a bit, keep him close and warm them both up.
"Guess I should've turned the heater on. Would've, if I'd known."
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For. Friction. It heats things up. Yup.
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He smiles - it's a strange thing, to smile - and grips Chuck close, licks teasingly at his neck before nipping his ear.
"Shouldn't have come at all, but I'm glad that you did."
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He's also pushing his hand down, between their bodies and moving between Raleigh's legs, nudging them open as he fondles his balls. "You keep saying that, I'm starting to think you're not glad I did," he says quietly.
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Raleigh shivers underneath Chuck, hands sliding down to grip his ass.
"I'm glad," he murmurs, "I've been in love with you since I was a teenager, Chuck. I'm very glad."
He just worries.
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"I can take care of myself."
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"I know."
He goes easily onto his back, stretching out underneath Chuck and smiling up at him, still hardly able to believe he's here after so long - here and naked over him.
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He squeezes out some lube from the bottle and rubs his fingers together to warm it up some.
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He's sort of watching Chuck with a hooded, pleased expression, lips pulling into a smile, hands fluttering to rest lightly on Chuck's hips or shoulders or sides -- wherever he can reach.
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Now all he wants to do is sink against Raleigh, fingers sliding up against the inside of his thighs and along the crease of his arse, and make absolutely sure he's still there.
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Later. When they're sated and sprawled in bed, tangled up and sticky.
Ask then.
Now, Raleigh's shivering and squirming, pressing against Chuck's hands with a low whine.
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When Chuck finally presses fingers into him Raleigh exhales a sigh, muscles tensing then relaxing around Chuck's hand. He feels good, so fucking good.
"More--"
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