[ So much of Raleigh's time before Hong Kong had been spent in a blur-- chasing shifts, staying in constant, mindless movement, scraping a living off the Wall to keep himself going. He's learned the value of being able to take his time since then, that there is an equal thrill found in allowing himself to get caught up in the storm instead of trying to outrun it.
Maybe Chuck needs the same. Fast and frustrated-- Raleigh could take that from anyone, and it'd wouldn't satisfy. This drawn-out, sentimental thing between them posits a possible danger, the kind of bad idea that Raleigh wouldn'tve committed himself to if there weren't the very real possibility of death looming over every one of their heads like thunderclouds--
--but Raleigh doesn't want to go down with regrets, and it's been so, so long since either of them have had something good. Something worth hanging onto.
If you've got a shot, you take it.
Raleigh smooths his hand over the planes of Chuck's stomach, soothing, shushing without any conscious direction. At the same time, he breaches the muscle to the first knuckle.
It's-- obscene, Chuck's body opening up to take him like that, and Raleigh swallows down a groan; crooks his finger impatiently, fucking back in until Chuck's loose enough to take another, probably too soon. ]
Okay, just -- [ Give him a moment. Chuck's still a jackass, but Raleigh doesn't want him hurt. ]
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Maybe Chuck needs the same. Fast and frustrated-- Raleigh could take that from anyone, and it'd wouldn't satisfy. This drawn-out, sentimental thing between them posits a possible danger, the kind of bad idea that Raleigh wouldn'tve committed himself to if there weren't the very real possibility of death looming over every one of their heads like thunderclouds--
--but Raleigh doesn't want to go down with regrets, and it's been so, so long since either of them have had something good. Something worth hanging onto.
If you've got a shot, you take it.
Raleigh smooths his hand over the planes of Chuck's stomach, soothing, shushing without any conscious direction. At the same time, he breaches the muscle to the first knuckle.
It's-- obscene, Chuck's body opening up to take him like that, and Raleigh swallows down a groan; crooks his finger impatiently, fucking back in until Chuck's loose enough to take another, probably too soon. ]
Okay, just -- [ Give him a moment. Chuck's still a jackass, but Raleigh doesn't want him hurt. ]