theshatterdome | open rp post

"Mmm. Good." Him and all his washboard abs glory.

And yes. Raleigh can take Chuck's pants off now, and toss them somewhere on the floor behind him.

Oh wait nevermind.

Cool, then Chuck is climbing into his lap and grinding their hips together, curling an arm around his shoulders and kissing him hungrily.

Raleigh's arms go right around Chuck and pull him close, eager to feel skin on skin, heat washing over him from both contact and Chuck's kiss.

He groans, just a little, then tights his hold and pulls him back, wanting Chuck to settle on top of him.

Chuck stumbles a little but catches himself and settles, sliding his body against Raleigh's.

He groans into his mouth as their hips slot together and their erections slide against one another. "Fuck," he hums into his mouth, curling his hands over his shoulders and slotting their legs together.

"Yeah," he mumbles in agreement, body shuddering when their heat presses against one another, all hard cocks and hot skin.

He could fuck him like this, he thinks, keep Chuck right here in his lap, just -- finger him open, slide on in...lubes within reach, it'd be easy, he thinks.

So that's what he's gonna grab for so he can slick his fingers down and grope, pressing one then two inside.

"Fuck," Chuck swears again, shifting his thighs open wider. He can't pretend it wasn't one of the outcomes he was going for--though he'd have been just as content to press and slide, rubbing together lazily until they both come.

This though. This is good too. This is awesome.

And it's something else, to be in his lap like this. Chuck grins into his mouth and sucks on his lower lip, fingers combing through his hair in a rough pet, breath coming in quick puffs as Raleigh opens him up.

Raleigh groans a little and shifts Chuck in his lap, keeps him steady with one arm while the other works, fingers twisting and crooking inside, stretching him open so it'll be an easy slide inside. Chuck's swearing and rough petting has him working a little quicker, thrusting inside and adding a third, just to be sure.

"Hey," he pants, mouthing against Raleigh's neck, tugging gently at his hair. "You wanna--"

He breaks off as Raleigh's finger hits a particularly sweet spot. "We're both clean right, you uh, you wanna do this bare?" It's not like they're fucking anyone else and though condoms are within reach he'd really rather Raleigh just slip his cock in.

He grins when Chuck's voice breaks, and he can't help the smirk that crosses his features.

That though? That's hot, for more than a few reasons. It implies a lot of trust and Raleigh grips him with his free hand, then slides the other free.

"Yeah," he breathes, tugging Chuck closer, urging him up a little so he can position his cock. "Just--" slide on down.

"Good," he pants into his mouth, nuzzling him with a grin that's wide and open. Chuck ducks his head to hide it under the guise of kissing his neck as he adjusts himself and sits.

Slow.
And easy.

"Getting used to you," he groans quietly as he lets Raleigh fill him. "Guess it'd be too much to break someone in so they know what I like." He's teasing, honest, his hands are sliding down his back and holding him closer. "Guess I could keep you."

His face twitches a little; he knows Chuck's teasing, but he can't help the way his hands tighten on Chuck's body or the way he kisses him a little rougher than is necessary.

"Yeah, you could," he growls against his mouth, pulling Chuck the rest of the way down with a jerk, "could keep me."

Okay, he doesn't really wanna make Raleigh think he's going to fuck around because he wouldn't, but damn it's fun to wind him up a little.

He lets out a rough cry when Raleigh yanks him down and grips him tighter and kisses him harder, eyes shuttering shut for a moment. He grins.

"Think I might," he purrs, moving just a little.

Good, because that would just be mean of him. Raleigh's wound up enough and Chuck's teasing has him a little growly -- not angry, but growly and maaaaybe a little rougher than he really needs to be.

Oops.

"Good," he grumbles, rocking his hips up, driving the point home. "Good."

Yeah, Chuck's not that mean. Just mean enough to get Raleigh the right amount of rough.

"Good!" He agrees, voice strangled. His head falls back as he grinds down, digging his fingers into Raleigh's shoulders. "Yeah, 's good," he slurs a little, jerking against him.

Definitely good - good and hard, because Raleigh's definitely at that level of rough fucking that Chuck seems to like. He likes getting Raleigh riled up, that's for sure.

He wraps an arm around Chuck's waist, dragging him down before giving his hips a jerk, snapping back up against him.

Freaking jerk.

"Shit," he groans, shuddering down against Raleigh.

Yeah don't pretend he doesn't like it when Chuck does that.

He jerks and sags against him as he's fucked, curling his arms around him tighter. "Fuck me," he mumbles into his ear, squirming slowly. "Make me yours, Rahhhleigh, come on."

What else is Raleigh supposed to do but give Chuck what he wants? It's rough, a little unforgiving and certainly hard and thorough, his movements powerful and determined because what Chuck wants, Chuck gets and Raleigh isn't leaving anything by the wayside.

He should really be more carful about giving Chuck everything he wants, he doesn't want to turn him spoiled and bratty, does he?

Anyway Chuck has no one to blame but himself when Raleigh does give him what he wants and he's just groaning into his neck, thighs shaking with the effort of moving against with him.

He's already bratty, spoiled wouldn't be all that much of a stretch.

Chuck'd asked him to make him his so that's what Raleigh's doing, snapping his hips against Chuck's and driving the point home.

Yes but does Raleigh want to be responsible for spoiling him?

Chuck's scraping his nails over his back and shouting as he comes, curled over Raleigh. He's digging his nails hard enough into his skin to leave deep crescent bruises.

...Maybe.

Jesus, Chuck's shouting and losing his mind and Raleigh's shuddering in his arms and a few moments later, spilling himself with a groan, muscles tense as stars explode across his vision.

....mhmm.

Chuck shudders on top of him, arms tightening around him briefly as he's filled.

He can't really talk right now, he's just...gasping for air. Maybe doing it right against his skin isn't the best thing for oxygen getting to brain and lungs, but he's so reluctant t to move right now.

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