Under The Mistletoe

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Chuck tries, wiping himself as clean as he can and then giving up when Raleigh starts cuddling him.

And he swallows hard.

"That uh. 'S my first." He's staring at the ceiling so he doesn't have to look at Raleigh.

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"Really?"

He lifts his head to peer from under lashes.

"Well. You're amazing."

Hand jobs and frottage, Chuck is an award winner.

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"Shut up," Chuck laughs and puts his arm over his eyes.

It was just a hand job. "...was it yours?" Not like it matters (it matters).

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"It's true." Raleigh grins, rolling to rest his chin on Chuck's chest.

"No. Is that bad?" Tentative. Vulnerable. He's messed around and maybe isn't proud of it.

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"I mean, you were great."

It's not like they've done anything other than make out under the mistletoe (in front of everyone) and then disappear to fuck around.

Chuck's not expecting anything from Raleigh.

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"You too."

Raleigh's oblivious to any inner turmoil Chuck has, but he's sure cuddling him and wrapping around him like a koala.

"We should hang out more."

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"It was awesome."

It's nice. He likes being clung to and is kind of curling towards him, fingers skimming down his spine.

"....we can hang out more?" They were hanging out a lot more.

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He shivers happily, grip tightening.

"If you wanna. No pressure."

More and more. More frequent than its been.

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Chuck doesn't wanna hope. He can't let himself hope.

"Like....as friends?"

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"Or as a date. If that's not..awkward. If it's awkward pretend I didn't say that."

He's pretty sure Chuck's gay. Or at the very least, swings both ways.

Still, he's putting himself out there and it could earn a dickpunch.

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Well they did just have sex, so that's a pretty good assumption to make.

"I..." It's not that it's awkward, it's. Chuck didn't think he'd get this. "Yeah," he croaks, finally. "Yeah, okay. You wanna?" Really? With Chuck?

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Sort of sex. Grinding...jacking each other off sex.

But it was good, so.

"Yeah. I wanna. Lets see a movie."

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Yeah, that was sex.

"With me?"

Yes, Chuck, they'd established that. Sort of.

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Raleigh peers up at him with a grin.

"Yeah. With you."

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"...Why?"

Come on Chuck, quit while you're ahead, you're literally post-coital and wrapped in bed with the guy.

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"...Because you're cool?"

Why wouldn't he? Chuck is cute, funny when he's not being a jerk, warm and cozy and Raleigh likes hanging around him.

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Chuck turns to curl into Raleigh, hand combing through his hair absently.

"Why now, though?" Is it because Raleigh's drunk?

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"...Should I schedule a better time?"

Amused, he smiles and pushes his head into Chuck's hand, a happy purr in his chest.

"Why not now?"

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"No, I meant--" Chuck huffs.

"You never looked at me."
And it's getting pretty close to telling Raleigh he had a huge crush on him, but Chuck's tongue is loose from orgasm and rum and he can't tell.

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"I thought you hated me for a while."

He shrugs.

"If you don't want to, that's fine too." Because Chuck's really questioning him and he's not sure if that's good or bad.

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"I want to," he says quickly because if Raleigh wants to change his mind--

"I never hated you," he mumbles.

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"Good. Me too." They both want to, that's progress.

"Felt a little like it. Sucked a lot."

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Chuck tries to muffle a yawn against Raleigh's hair.

"Nnh--nah, it was just hard to be around you." Because of his GIANT CRUSH and resulting boner.

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It's late. They're tipsy and sex stupid. Sleep is probably good.

"Mm...cause you liked me?"

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Yeah but--they're in someone else's house, someone else's bedroom.

Chuck's blushing hard now.
"Uh. Yeah."