"Fuck," he says again, soft. Mostly to himself. Chuck settles back to watch, hand pressed against his thigh. He's not touching himself (yet), wanting to see what the Beckets wanna do for him.
They'll do anything he wants, really. Chuck has two golden boys willing and ready to perform for him. Raleigh is pinned under Yancy's weight, his brothers hands wandering and pushing up under his shirt.
"Thanks," Raleigh pants when he can, when Yancy pulls back and moves on to his neck instead.
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"I talked to dad about us." His shoulders slump again.
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They miss him too. Desperately.
"Really?" Raleigh peers and rests his chin on Yancy's shoulder. "How'd that go?"
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He doesn't know why he bothers with him.
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Because deep down you love each other.
"Huh. Well that's..good. Right?"
Raleigh doesn't seem sure.
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Maybe. It's the kind of love that best functions far away from each other, though. The Hansen men are....complicated.
"You guys wanna distract me?" he practically whines, sticking his lower lip out.
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Very complicated.
"Guess we could," Yancy says with a smile. "What do you want us to do for ya, kid?"
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"I do miss you a hell of a lot, so we could get in a fight," he suggests dryly. "Make me miss you less."
He's joking.
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Raleigh whines. Nooo fighting. They've fought enough!
"Maybe later," Yancy says with a grin. "Pick something else."
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He shrugs, drumming his fingers against his thigh. "Dunno. What are you guys in the mood for?"
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"Seriously, kid?" Yancy snorts.
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He wishes they could visit again, he misses them so much it aches. Not as badly as when they were all broken up, at least. But he still misses them.
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"Aww don't go. We miss you."
Raleigh pouts at him from on top of Yancy.
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So unless they wanna put on a sexy show for Chuck....
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"We could make out," Raleigh says, Yancy snorting in response.
But hey, he's serious.
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...they can still make out though.
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Raleigh is obnoxiously mouthing at Yancy's ear.
"Yes or no, kid."
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"Yeah, duh." Make out for him. Make it good.
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"You got it."
Yancy grins and shoves Raleigh off, pinning him down before slowly, carefully licking his way into Raleigh's mouth.
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"You guys look good."
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They'll do anything he wants, really. Chuck has two golden boys willing and ready to perform for him. Raleigh is pinned under Yancy's weight, his brothers hands wandering and pushing up under his shirt.
"Thanks," Raleigh pants when he can, when Yancy pulls back and moves on to his neck instead.
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Chuck bites his lip and runs his hand over his chest.
"I'd crawl up behind you if I was there," he rumbles. "Bite your neck and kiss Yance around you."