"I love you," he tells him again, getting a better rhythm into Raleigh as he leans forward, murmurs it again against his lips. Raleigh's his home, he could stay here he could travel and Chuck would follow, Chuck would find him.
"Love you too," he whines, eyes closing, taking and giving back, hands
smoothing up and down Chuck's back, body trembling. It's still chilly in
the room but there's a faint sheen of sweat beading up on Raleigh's skin
and his breath is ocming in heavy gasps, fingers pressing and dimpling
against Chuck's skin.
Chuck ducks his head to lick a stripe of that sheen of sweat on his neck, hips bucking into Raleigh as he gathers speed, fucking him with more purpose and surety.
Raleigh's beautiful under him and Chuck tells him that, murmuring against his skin and against his mouth.
Chuck tells him that he's beautiful, that he loves him and Raleigh clutches
him tighter, holds him closer and begs him to never let go, never leave
him. He adores him, he's loved him for years and he's so fucking
sorry he didn't come back sooner.
Doesn't matter now; they're together, they're right here in Raleigh's
shitty apartment and they're lost in one another and maybe...they'll never
have to worry about being permanenetly seperated again.
Chuck wants Raleigh to shut up about the apologies, he did so much for Chuck when he found him again there's no more debt between them because they're here, they're together and if anything tries to keep them apart Chuck will tear it apart with his hands and his teeth.
Chuck'll stay here with Raleigh or they'll go someplace else or they'll go their separate ways for a time but they'll always come back.
He fists his hands in Raleigh's hair and kisses him hungrily as he lets go, fucking him into the crappy little bed with huffed groans beetween their lips.
They'll always come back. It's a promise now, sealed with kisses and
panted breathes and desperate pleas. Raleigh cannot bear to lose Chuck
again but will be at ease and content in knowing Chuck has his freedom but
will return to Raleigh every time. Maybe he will buy a boat, sail
the world, trail after the pod. Maybe he'll set up camp somewhere warm,
relax in the sun until Chuck rejoins him and showers him with kisses and
affection and adoration.
Chuck fucks into him and Raleigh bucks up against him, hips crashing
against one another, his shout muffled by Chuck's lips when he's dragged
closer and closer to the edge, teetering on the brink, waiting to be shoved
over and into oblivion.
Both all of it yes yes, Chuck wants to go to sleep in his arms and wake up on top of him sharing space and sharing air and all of it all of it.
He shudders and presses kisses to Raleigh's mouth, hand pushing between their bodies as he feels himself getting closer, he wants to drag Raleigh along with him.
He'll have no trouble dragging Raleigh along with him; Raleigh hooks his
legs around Chucks waist, thrusts up, gets him to drive deeper inside of
him, getting friction against his aching cock.
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"So're you," he whines, hands reaching, gripping, looping around Chuck and keeping him close.
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"Love you too," he whines, eyes closing, taking and giving back, hands smoothing up and down Chuck's back, body trembling. It's still chilly in the room but there's a faint sheen of sweat beading up on Raleigh's skin and his breath is ocming in heavy gasps, fingers pressing and dimpling against Chuck's skin.
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Raleigh's beautiful under him and Chuck tells him that, murmuring against his skin and against his mouth.
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Chuck tells him that he's beautiful, that he loves him and Raleigh clutches him tighter, holds him closer and begs him to never let go, never leave him. He adores him, he's loved him for years and he's so fucking sorry he didn't come back sooner.
Doesn't matter now; they're together, they're right here in Raleigh's shitty apartment and they're lost in one another and maybe...they'll never have to worry about being permanenetly seperated again.
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Chuck'll stay here with Raleigh or they'll go someplace else or they'll go their separate ways for a time but they'll always come back.
He fists his hands in Raleigh's hair and kisses him hungrily as he lets go, fucking him into the crappy little bed with huffed groans beetween their lips.
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They'll always come back. It's a promise now, sealed with kisses and panted breathes and desperate pleas. Raleigh cannot bear to lose Chuck again but will be at ease and content in knowing Chuck has his freedom but will return to Raleigh every time. Maybe he will buy a boat, sail the world, trail after the pod. Maybe he'll set up camp somewhere warm, relax in the sun until Chuck rejoins him and showers him with kisses and affection and adoration.
Chuck fucks into him and Raleigh bucks up against him, hips crashing against one another, his shout muffled by Chuck's lips when he's dragged closer and closer to the edge, teetering on the brink, waiting to be shoved over and into oblivion.
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He shudders and presses kisses to Raleigh's mouth, hand pushing between their bodies as he feels himself getting closer, he wants to drag Raleigh along with him.
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He'll have no trouble dragging Raleigh along with him; Raleigh hooks his legs around Chucks waist, thrusts up, gets him to drive deeper inside of him, getting friction against his aching cock.
"Please--"