Author's Note: Warning, implied Yancy/Herc (but if that's not your thing, it only gets commented on). However, there will be Raleigh/Chuck slash, so if that isn't your thing, hit the back button, otherwise enjoy!
Chuck curled languidly into Raleigh's side, humming, pleased at the feel of skin against skin. "You know my Dad's going to be pissed at how much older you are than me, right?" he murmured, voice smug.
Raleigh's lips curved. "He can't say anything, there's a bigger age difference between him and Yancy."
"Don't remind me," Chuck huffed.
"What? Yance is hot."
Chuck shifted so he could look at him. "Did you-"
"No more than you did," he replied honestly. "And we were both Bi before we drifted."
Chuck grinned. "Been asked that before?"
"Yes," he sighed.
"That kind of bullshit question could only be asked by someone who doesn't understand drifting," he stated.
Raleigh laughed. "You've got a way with words, Chuck, but you're right," he acknowledged.
"Seriously, how are you not freaked out about the two of them?"
"Because I respect your Dad as a pilot and as a person," he stated.
"Finish the thought," the Aussie prompted.
"If it was your Uncle, I'd have a problem," he admitted. "Even if he hadn't gone off the deep end, I wouldn't have approved."
"You need to explain that thought mate," Chuck stated, eyebrows raised but lips still curved.
"He was a younger brother used to being looked after, it would have been too easy for Yance to slip into that role – without getting any reciprocation. Now your Dad, is the same type of older brother as Yance, so while it may be a bit strange for them both at first, I know they'll take care of each other." Chuck's smile widened. "What?"
"You wanted someone to look after him, the way he looked after you," the younger pilot remarked.
"Yeah."
"That's sweet Raleigh," he stated, causing the blonde to blush. He laid his fingers over the older pilot's lips when he opened his mouth. "And for the record, I know you're a different kind of younger brother than my Uncle," he continued and replaced his fingers with his lips.
When he pulled back, Raleigh grinned at him. "I know, but I'm glad you know too." He rolled them over with a wicked grin.
"Already?"
"What can I say, you make me rise to the occasion." He stilled Chuck's grin by kissing him soundly. His own grin was smug as he ended the kiss. "If you don't want to-"
"I never said that," he interrupted quickly.
A wicked laugh from the blonde. "Then how about," he murmured trailing kisses down his torso, "I take care of you?" Chuck shivered and he grinned. "That a yes?"
"Don't be a bloody tease," he retorted.
Another laugh and Raleigh settled between the redhead's parted legs, sucking the head into his mouth before Chuck could make another comment – and had the pleasure of a startled gasp from the Aussie. He started to bob his head, taking Chuck's cock deep on every thrust, hands on the younger man's hips to keep him still.
"Fuck Raleigh," he gasped as the blonde sucked on the head on the upstroke. He dipped again, took his shaft deep, and swallowed. "Raleigh!" Chuck gasped as he came, vaguely aware of the blonde swallowing again before rising off of his glistening cock with a lewd pop.
The redhead lay languid as Raleigh rose. "What about you?" he asked, voice husky. "I'm not up for another round."
Raleigh grinned at the inadvertent pun and settled beside the younger man. "Well, you could return the favour, give me a hand job-" he paused as Chuck bit his bottom lip. "What?" he prompted, expression encouraging.
"Could I watch while you…?" he trailed off with a meaningful gesture.
"Sure," he replied with a grin. He wrapped a hand around his turgid shaft, and under Chuck's avid gaze, began to stroke. "You like my cock Chuck?" he drawled with a wicked smirk.
The redhead nodded mutely. As a drop of precome pearled on the head, Chuck leant forward and licked it up. "I love the way you taste," he murmured.
"Keep talking like that and I'll come on your face," he warned.
"How about just in my mouth?" he retorted parting his lips in offering. With a shudder, Raleigh came, spilling his seed into Chuck's waiting mouth.
The redhead let out a pleased hum as he swallowed. "Come here," Raleigh urged, leaning back against the pillow and urged the younger man to curl into his side. Once Chuck settled, he ran his fingers through the redhead's sweat-dampened locks. "Bet you're glad you won't be drifting for a while."
"Yes," he huffed. "I don't know what'd be worse, him seeing this or me seeing that," he groaned.
Raleigh laughed softly. "I'm gonna miss it," he murmured.
Chuck traced along his circulatory scars then linked their fingers together. "Me too," he admitted. He shifted and locked gazes with the blonde. "But you'll find ways to distract me, won't you Raleigh?" he asked with a wicked smile.
"Absolutely," he replied, giving the younger man's fingers a squeeze before dipping his head to claim his mouth in a kiss full of promise.