"I thought you didn't want to...?" he trails off expectantly, slowly dropping his jacket on a chair without looking away from Chuck - or, more specifically, the rope around Chuck's arm. Trying so very hard to keep the anticipation out of his voice because... yeah, this isn't something he'd thought Chuck would want to do for him.
"I-" he blurts out on Chuck's sudden proximity, eyes widening and wow, his cheeks suddenly feel a bit warm. "... 'Need' is a strong word. And my name's Raleigh, Charlie."
He's being a shit. He has to be, it might help them both push through that little... last bit of nervousness.
"You sure about that? Maybe that's just my belt buckle?" he jokes, even if the flush doesn't quite fade from his face, especially with that leg between his. "Do you even know how to tie a knot?"
"What, not going to tell me to get on my knees? Or that I've been a very bad boy?" he asks, still intent on trying to laugh off how he's full of butterflies as he steps away from the wall.
Chuck snorts and tugs him harder before getting up behind him when there's
room and muscling him towards the bed. He's big and burly for a reason,
Raleigh. He works out and he's strong as an ox.
He snorts as he moves on his knees over the covers, wiggling his boot-covered feet. "Might want to help me get these off, or we're sleeping on mud tonight."
Still, he rolls over onto his back, putting his tied hands over his head. Settle comfortably, he flashes Chuck a cocky smirk, even crossing his feet like a dick.
"... That's just mean," he comments, eyebrows shooting up as he cranes his head to stare down at his prick. "You know how to get that off again, right?"
"Just checking," he quips, hands lifting as much they can in peace. And maybe he's trying to see if he can get a rise out of Chuck because it's kind of cute that the younger man's doing this for him.
Shifting at the sensation, he closes his eyes and moans quietly, hands loosely clasping at the rope around his wrists. "Chuck... You're wearing too much."
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He was expecting to come to bed and to find Chuck passed out, hogging the blankets, or maybe in the shower, but... definitely not this.
"Is that what I think it is?" he asks, surprise and amusement in his voice as he stares at what's in Chuck's hands.
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Chuck grins, rope wound around hand and elbow.
"Oh yeah. It is."
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"I think you need it, Ray."
He inches closer, bridging the gap between them until they're nearly chest to chest.
"Am I right, love?"
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He's being a shit. He has to be, it might help
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"You do," he breathes, backing him up against the wall, wedging his knee between Raleigh's thighs.
"I can feel it from here."
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"Let's find out."
He leans in and brushes their lips together, gently rolling against Raleigh, knee pressing against his cock as he gropes for Raleigh's wrists.
He'll tie a decent knot, too. One that Raleigh can get out of if something isn't right, if something twinges in his belly that feels wrong.
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Please say the scissors are already there. Please don't make him wait more.
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"Got it love."
Nope he's got scissors sweetie. Right there on the nightstand.
He's got a whole assortment of stuff actually.
He's going to break you apart, Raleigh.
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He glances over to the scissors and his pupils might have dilated just a bit on sight because... yeah, that means Chuck's prepared. Oh, fuck.
A shiver goes down his spine but he manages a smug smirk. "So... how are you actually going to get me to bed, anyway? Kind of stuck here, you know."
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"Got it."
RABIT. Naturally he picks something jaeger related as opposed to a color or something.
He pulls back and tugs the rope, giving it an experimental jerk.
"Cmon, Ray."
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Chuck snorts and tugs him harder before getting up behind him when there's room and muscling him towards the bed. He's big and burly for a reason, Raleigh. He works out and he's strong as an ox.
"On the bed. Hands over your head."
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Still, he rolls over onto his back, putting his tied hands over his head. Settle comfortably, he flashes Chuck a cocky smirk, even crossing his feet like a dick.
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You're such a pain in the ass, Raleigh. He's gonna tie you up and just leave you to go watch rugby if you aren't careful.
But whatever, once he's secured, Chuck's getting all of Becket's clothes off and tossing them in a heap on the floor.
He takes a moment to admire what he sees, pleased as punch because wow Raleigh you're really unfairly pretty, before moving to get back to work.
Enjoy the cock ring your getting.
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"Obviously."
He's done loads of research. This one isn't even too tight, because he wanted to make sure that he could get it off.
"Do you wanna do this or not?" Sheesh.
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And Chuck's adorable when grumpled.
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"It's got a snap on it, asshole."
Easy removal! Less stress, he figured.
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Good boy. Relax, Rals. He's got you. He's got this.
He shakes his head and kicks his own shoes and clothes off before coming up to lay beside him, mouthing at his neck.
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Hint. Hint.
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"Shh."
Most of his clothes are gone but boxers, tshirt. Raleigh will be okay.
Chuck nips at his neck, shifting to skirt fingers over the planes of his chest and stomach, touch light and gentle before gently pinching nipples.
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That's right love...react to him. He needs you hard.
"I'll shush you all I want-"
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