[ Fuck off, BEcket. It's not like you had a lot of shame, offering yourself like that. Chuck hadn't expected an open offer of 'here, stick your hand down my pants and feel my goddamn dick', okay.
But he's not complaining.
Instead, a bloom of color spreads over his face and chest and he growls at Raleigh through the kisses and fuck, the way he frames Chuck's face, it's confusing, like it's tender or gentle or some shit and it stirs weird things in him and he's torn between shoving Raleigh off, biting him to roughen it up, or returning it. He ends up doing none of the above and instead Answers him, running his mouth because that's what Chuck does. ]
Turn the fan on if you're having a goddamn problem.
[ Except Chuck's got a grip at his hips now, hands tight, fingers digging into skin and okay, yeah, he's -- trembling a little and he's so fucking hard Raleigh needs to either fuck him or let him -- do something, Chuck doesn't know. He's rapidly losing the ability to use his brain. ]
I HELD YOU, I HELD YOU TIIIIIGHT
But he's not complaining.
Instead, a bloom of color spreads over his face and chest and he growls at Raleigh through the kisses and fuck, the way he frames Chuck's face, it's confusing, like it's tender or gentle or some shit and it stirs weird things in him and he's torn between shoving Raleigh off, biting him to roughen it up, or returning it. He ends up doing none of the above and instead Answers him, running his mouth because that's what Chuck does. ]
Turn the fan on if you're having a goddamn problem.
[ Except Chuck's got a grip at his hips now, hands tight, fingers digging into skin and okay, yeah, he's -- trembling a little and he's so fucking hard Raleigh needs to either fuck him or let him -- do something, Chuck doesn't know. He's rapidly losing the ability to use his brain. ]