The Suit and Tie Meme

[forwhomtheytoll]

THE SUIT & TIE MEME
Congratulations. If your character is in this meme, it doesn't matter if they're male, female, humanoid or not - if they're tagging in or waiting it out - they're now sporting the classiest of suits and ties. Is there an event? Some bizarre clothing swap? Are you spies, other kinds of professionals? Don't ask. That's for you to answer. Just enjoy the formalwear.

Originally posted by swords

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[driftsolo]

Sleeves now rolled up, Raleigh's got an arm draped across the back of the bench at this point, all casual like, blue eyes fixed on Chuck's face.

"I dunno which part to comment on first," he says dryly, one brow raised though he looks more interested than he does mocking or amused. "The being hot five years ago part, or the being hotter now part."

[simplepuzzle]

"I was sixteen," he says sharply, defensively, face hot. He's rethinking his desire to sober up before going back into the party, because he'd like to hide.

But Chuck Hansen does not back down from a fucking challenge.
"You were--shut up, crushes are hard to shake. Fuck off." The lack of laughter isn't necessarily a good sign, Rahhhleigh's too polite to laugh at someone with a confessed crush.

[driftsolo]

"I'm not poking fun," he points out, giving Chuck's shoulder a little nudge. "Why the fuck would I do that now? I mean, Jesus -- you've actually been nice to me tonight." Which is bizarre enough.

He's quiet for a moment, letting Chuck's words sink in.

"...Still got a crush?"

[simplepuzzle]

"Yeah well," he grumbles, sagging back against the bench back. See if Chuck's nice to him ever again.

He kind of wishes the gaze was mocking. Anger's easier to deal with than embarrassment or, worse, feels. But he wishes the gaze wasn't...doing what it's doing, it's making him warm and weird.

"What if I did?" He challenges, glaring at him.

[driftsolo]

Raleigh's arm is still draped over the back of that bench, so he's essentially leaning back into Raleigh's arms.

"I'd ask if you were ever gonna act on it. Five years is a long time to harbor a crush and not do anything about it."

[simplepuzzle]

--yes this was a poor plan.

"Hey, I didn't say I've had it for five years," he says, slamming his hand down to make his point. Raleigh's thigh might have been in the way. "Just that it's resurged recently, you being all...golden retriever all over everything."

That's not an answer, Chuck.

[driftsolo]

"Ow." He jumps, and immediately moves out of the way, withdrawing his arm. Fuck, okay then. He gets it. Jesus.

". . . Golden retriever?"

[simplepuzzle]

What no come back it was an accident D:

Chuck grips his thigh where he slapped it, squeezing apologetically.
"Around Mako, at least, its fuckin' adorable."

[driftsolo]

No fuck that you smacked him. Rude.

"I'm not a dog."

He's not pushing Chuck's hand away, though.

[simplepuzzle]

Aaaaccident!

Good. He sort of shifts his thumb against the muscle.
"Sort of a puppy."

[driftsolo]

He makes a soft noise at that, and leans back against the bench.

"Me acting like a puppy made it resurface?"

He's not sure how he feels about that.

[simplepuzzle]

"I didn't say that, did I say that?" Chuck leans back too, keeping his hand on Raleigh's thigh.

"If you wanna know, it was when Striker went dark in that fight with Otachi and Leatherback, and you'n Mako came to draw them off." He'd been so glad he and his old man hadn't been drifting at that moment.

[driftsolo]

"Dunno what you were trying to say." Seriously. Golden retriever what the fuck.

"Couldn't leave you hanging." His shoulder brushes against Chuck's and he shrugs, knee pressing up into Chuck's hand.

[simplepuzzle]

Well he is, ask around.

"Shut up." He curls a hand around the side of his neck and turns around to kiss him, fingertips pressing into the back of his neck and mouth closed.

[driftsolo]

He's not sure he likes that okay.

HE meets the kiss, returns it, doesn't open his moth until Chuck does. Chuck's lips are warm against his and he shudders, just a little, and leans into it.

[simplepuzzle]

"How's this for not acting on something?" He mumbles against Raleigh's mouth before biting down on his lower lip and soothing it with his tongue.

He's not entirely sure if Raleigh is humoring him or is kissing him because he's drunk, but he can enjoy it for the moment.

[driftsolo]

He makes a surprised noise at the bite and his hand finds Chuck's arm, bunching the material in a fist.

"Better," he growls, scooting closer to cup the back of Chuck's head, fingers sliding up in his hair.

[simplepuzzle]

"Yeah?" He leans into the hand, pulling Raleigh's head in closer with a grin.

Chuck leans up, kissing him deeper with the sort of lazy urgency one tends to kiss with when one is likely to be walked in on.

[driftsolo]

"Yeah."

He lets himself be pulled, lips parting pleadingly under Chuck's before he pushes his tongue in to explore and map him out, tracing along his lips before he sucks on Chuck's lip, hand tightening in his hair.

He wants to ask if Chuck wants to get out of here, but the still rational part of his brain says that Chuck's had way too much to drink for Ral to allow that to happen.

[simplepuzzle]

Well. There's always the bushes, those are probably pretty traditional.

Chuck's grip tightens on the back of his neck while his hair is pulled and he whimpers happily, mouth falling open for Raleigh.

[driftsolo]

The bushes? Like he doesn't already feel a little like he's taking advantage of Chuck. Jeez.

Raleigh shudders and tugs again at Chuck's hair, grinning into the kiss when Chuck's mouth falls open for him. He tastes like moonshine and whiskey, a heady thing that has Raleigh licking at his lips, sucking the last remnants of distilled alcohol away.

They're so gonna end up caught.

[simplepuzzle]

Please, like Chuck isn't a willing participant.

"Jesus," he groans, voice hoarse, shivering against him. He's moving, straightening up and moving onto more of the bench, tugging on Raleigh's shirt to steady himself. He dives back in against his mouth, dragging his tongue over his lower lip before kissing him hungrily again. It's like he can't decide whether he wants to climb into his lap or stretch out on the bench.

[driftsolo]

Well, to be fair -- Chuck's pretty drunk.

So is Raleigh, come to think of it, and when Chuck gets himself settled he's leaning back in, pulling him closer again and groaning into Chuck's mouth. Raleigh doesn't know if he should let this continue, stop it, haul Chuck out of here and back to their rooms, or pull him into the bushes and suck him off.

[simplepuzzle]

Yeah well.

Well if it helps at all, while Chuck is acquainting himself with the inside of Raleigh's mouth, he lifts a hand to start unbuttoning his shirt, popping button after button open with his thumb.

[driftsolo]

Before he knows it', Chuck's got Raleigh's shirt mostly unbuttoned and Raleigh's hands are moving down, tugging at the waistband of Chuck's pants.

It's only when a peal of laughter from someone indoors leaks through the doors that Raleigh makes a noise into Chuck's mouth then pulls back.

"Gonna -- we're gonna get caught."