My name is Fitz. There's not much to say about me. I like where I'm at.
My Toy ;)
[[This is an AU roleplay. The entire idea of it is out of character, but I do my best to stay true to Fitz.]]
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
People talking about me… weird.
No, I’m not dead, or deactivated.
Mark [Fitz]gerald: Standing up from his desk chair, Fitz stretched his arms upward,...
Eli’s screams where only turning him on more, causing him to thrust in and out of him faster. Fitz moaned as Eli repeatedly slammed himself down over his dick. He reached up and brought his hands to Eli’s shoulders, holding onto him tightly. Fitz dug his nails into Eli’s back, crawling down his skin. His hips bucked up in time with Eli’s, meeting him harder and harder with every thrust.
A whimper passed his lips when nails dug into his shoulders. “A-ah… fuck…” His breathing was ragged, and with every thrust up into him, his breathing hiked up into a loud gasp as his prostate was prodded. “Fitzy, oh, harder!” he screamed, pulling himself up so far Fitz was almost completely out before slamming back down hard and fast. “Fuck..!” He brought their lips together, his teeth biting and tugging his boyfriend’s bottom lip.
Fitz couldn’t speak over his panting, as he continued to claw at Eli’s back. His hips moved spastic under Eli, not being able to keep his legs from shaking. “Oh fuck,” He screamed, feeling his peak nearing. “Eli,” He let out a long moan, digging his nails deeper into the boy’s sick, chanting as he rode out his orgasm.
“Ah, Fitz!” he screamed, walls tightening around him as he came just after. He collapsed onto his chest, unable to lift himself off Fitz’s dick to lay beside him. He kissed his chest, closing his eyes. “Fuck, Fitzy,” he whispered against the smooth skin before him. “I missed you.” He laid kiss after kiss along the unmarred skin before he slid up further to press their lips together.
“Missed you, too,” Fitz said, moving slightly underneath Eli, his dick slowly getting soft again. “But, you gotta get off my dick,” He said with a small chuckle, moving Eli himself. He let out a small hiss as he pulled out of Eli’s tight hole, the sighed, wrapping his arms back over Eli. He wasn’t sure if he was supposed to be sleeping at Eli’s, or if they had anything else planned for the night.
Eli nestled in Fitz’s neck, curling his fingers around his neck. “Do you wanna spend the night?” he asked softly, kissing his neck, then giving him a quick nip. “If my parents come home late — of they come home at all, that is — chances are you’ll be able to sneak out around noon and they’ll still be asleep…” He bit his lip nervously, afraid he’d say no, that he didn’t want to risk it. But Eli wanted to be able to sleep in his arms again.
Thinking about it for a moment, he decided depending the night would be worth sneaking around for. “Sure,” Fitz replied, with a light shrug. He didn’t want to seem to eager to stay the night, but he really did miss sleeping with Eli. In the morning he would sneak out as Eli said, hopefully without a hitch.
“Good,” he whispered, body completely relaxed now that Fitz didn’t say no. He slid off of him and laid next to him, wrapping one leg and arm around him as he got comfortable against his side. “What now, baby?” he murmured, placing small kisses along his shoulder and arm and back up to his neck, slowly trailing his tongue occasionally along the skin.
Fitz smiled as Eli kissed at his shoulder. He strained to look toward the window. It was already dark out, and probably late. With a sigh he looked back at his boyfriend. “If I have to get up before noon, we should probably get to sleep,” He said, leaning in to kiss Eli on the forehead.
Mark [Fitz]gerald: Standing up from his desk chair, Fitz stretched his arms upward,...
Eli’s screams where only turning him on more, causing him to thrust in and out of him faster. Fitz moaned as Eli repeatedly slammed himself down over his dick. He reached up and brought his hands to Eli’s shoulders, holding onto him tightly. Fitz dug his nails into Eli’s back, crawling down his skin. His hips bucked up in time with Eli’s, meeting him harder and harder with every thrust.
A whimper passed his lips when nails dug into his shoulders. “A-ah… fuck…” His breathing was ragged, and with every thrust up into him, his breathing hiked up into a loud gasp as his prostate was prodded. “Fitzy, oh, harder!” he screamed, pulling himself up so far Fitz was almost completely out before slamming back down hard and fast. “Fuck..!” He brought their lips together, his teeth biting and tugging his boyfriend’s bottom lip.
Fitz couldn’t speak over his panting, as he continued to claw at Eli’s back. His hips moved spastic under Eli, not being able to keep his legs from shaking. “Oh fuck,” He screamed, feeling his peak nearing. “Eli,” He let out a long moan, digging his nails deeper into the boy’s sick, chanting as he rode out his orgasm.
“Ah, Fitz!” he screamed, walls tightening around him as he came just after. He collapsed onto his chest, unable to lift himself off Fitz’s dick to lay beside him. He kissed his chest, closing his eyes. “Fuck, Fitzy,” he whispered against the smooth skin before him. “I missed you.” He laid kiss after kiss along the unmarred skin before he slid up further to press their lips together.
“Missed you, too,” Fitz said, moving slightly underneath Eli, his dick slowly getting soft again. “But, you gotta get off my dick,” He said with a small chuckle, moving Eli himself. He let out a small hiss as he pulled out of Eli’s tight hole, the sighed, wrapping his arms back over Eli. He wasn’t sure if he was supposed to be sleeping at Eli’s, or if they had anything else planned for the night.
Eli nestled in Fitz’s neck, curling his fingers around his neck. “Do you wanna spend the night?” he asked softly, kissing his neck, then giving him a quick nip. “If my parents come home late — of they come home at all, that is — chances are you’ll be able to sneak out around noon and they’ll still be asleep…” He bit his lip nervously, afraid he’d say no, that he didn’t want to risk it. But Eli wanted to be able to sleep in his arms again.
Thinking about it for a moment, he decided depending the night would be worth sneaking around for. “Sure,” Fitz replied, with a light shrug. He didn’t want to seem to eager to stay the night, but he really did miss sleeping with Eli. In the morning he would sneak out as Eli said, hopefully without a hitch.
Mark [Fitz]gerald: Standing up from his desk chair, Fitz stretched his arms upward,...
Eli’s screams where only turning him on more, causing him to thrust in and out of him faster. Fitz moaned as Eli repeatedly slammed himself down over his dick. He reached up and brought his hands to Eli’s shoulders, holding onto him tightly. Fitz dug his nails into Eli’s back, crawling down his skin. His hips bucked up in time with Eli’s, meeting him harder and harder with every thrust.
A whimper passed his lips when nails dug into his shoulders. “A-ah… fuck…” His breathing was ragged, and with every thrust up into him, his breathing hiked up into a loud gasp as his prostate was prodded. “Fitzy, oh, harder!” he screamed, pulling himself up so far Fitz was almost completely out before slamming back down hard and fast. “Fuck..!” He brought their lips together, his teeth biting and tugging his boyfriend’s bottom lip.
Fitz couldn’t speak over his panting, as he continued to claw at Eli’s back. His hips moved spastic under Eli, not being able to keep his legs from shaking. “Oh fuck,” He screamed, feeling his peak nearing. “Eli,” He let out a long moan, digging his nails deeper into the boy’s sick, chanting as he rode out his orgasm.
“Ah, Fitz!” he screamed, walls tightening around him as he came just after. He collapsed onto his chest, unable to lift himself off Fitz’s dick to lay beside him. He kissed his chest, closing his eyes. “Fuck, Fitzy,” he whispered against the smooth skin before him. “I missed you.” He laid kiss after kiss along the unmarred skin before he slid up further to press their lips together.
“Missed you, too,” Fitz said, moving slightly underneath Eli, his dick slowly getting soft again. “But, you gotta get off my dick,” He said with a small chuckle, moving Eli himself. He let out a small hiss as he pulled out of Eli’s tight hole, the sighed, wrapping his arms back over Eli. He wasn’t sure if he was supposed to be sleeping at Eli’s, or if they had anything else planned for the night.
Mark [Fitz]gerald: Standing up from his desk chair, Fitz stretched his arms upward,...
Eli’s screams where only turning him on more, causing him to thrust in and out of him faster. Fitz moaned as Eli repeatedly slammed himself down over his dick. He reached up and brought his hands to Eli’s shoulders, holding onto him tightly. Fitz dug his nails into Eli’s back, crawling down his skin. His hips bucked up in time with Eli’s, meeting him harder and harder with every thrust.
A whimper passed his lips when nails dug into his shoulders. “A-ah… fuck…” His breathing was ragged, and with every thrust up into him, his breathing hiked up into a loud gasp as his prostate was prodded. “Fitzy, oh, harder!” he screamed, pulling himself up so far Fitz was almost completely out before slamming back down hard and fast. “Fuck..!” He brought their lips together, his teeth biting and tugging his boyfriend’s bottom lip.
Fitz couldn’t speak over his panting, as he continued to claw at Eli’s back. His hips moved spastic under Eli, not being able to keep his legs from shaking. “Oh fuck,” He screamed, feeling his peak nearing. “Eli,” He let out a long moan, digging his nails deeper into the boy’s sick, chanting as he rode out his orgasm.
Mark [Fitz]gerald: Standing up from his desk chair, Fitz stretched his arms upward,...
“Ahh,” He moaned into their kiss, gripping onto Eli’s hair, as his nipple was teased. Their hips continued to buck together, the friction giving him what he needed. Letting go of Eli’s hair, Fitz moves his hands back to Eli’s jeans, and undid the button, and zipper on them. He lightly tucked at the black denim, trying to move them down further. Eli’s jeans were far too tight for Fitz to remove himself. “Take these off, now,” He said sternly though the mess of their lip lock.
Obeying, Eli slipped of of Fitz to step onto the floor and pull his pants from his legs. He was pretty much hard already, so it was uncomfortable getting them to slide down, but he managed. His pants were tight as it was, so he had to go without anything underneath, which left him completely bare in front of his boyfriend. He smirked and slid back on top of him. “I’d do anything for you, Fitzy,” he whispered in his ear, licking the shell. “Ask and you shall receive.”
“Pfft,” Fitz laughed, bringing his hands over Eli’s bare body. “I don’t ask, I take,” He said cockily, putting his hands on the boy’s shoulders and pushing him down his own body. As Eli’s face made it above his jeans, Fitz hooked his thumbs under the material and pulled them down. “You know what to do,” He said with a smirk, putting his hand on the back of Eli’s head, guiding him to where he needed to be.
Licking his lips, Eli nodded and slowly licked the tip before taking the head into his mouth and giving a good, long suck, hands holding Fitz’s hips down in the process. He smirked against him and slowly took more into his mouth, gently scraping his teeth against the sensitive skin the lower he went. He delighted in the sharp intakes of breath Fitz pulled in as he hummed around the base to add to the pleasure.
Fitz latched his fingers onto Eli’s hair, letting the pleasured noises slip through his lips. “Ohh, fuck,” He moaned, as Eli hummed over his dick. “Fuck, more,” he said, wanting anything Eli was willing to give him. He put pressure on the back of Eli’s head, attempting to move his hips, despite Eli pinning them down.
Eli moaned and relaxed his throat as Fitz pushed him down to take more of him in. He didn’t want to choke. He slowly released his hips and fondled his balls as he pulled his head up, dragging his teeth along the way. He enjoyed the pleading sounds Fitz was making, so he kept his movements slow and deliberate.
“Eli,” he moaned, wanting even more from the boy. It wouldn’t be much longer before he would just take Eli in the way he wanted. Fitz clenched his fist over the sheets of Eli’s bed, while his other hand remaining on the boy’s head. As his hands fondled him, Fitz slowly moved his hips in time with Eli’s mouth. “Fuuuck,” He moaned, wanting something harder, something faster, but being teased by the slow movement of Eli’s mouth over his dick.
He pulled back, a smirk on his face as he licked his lips. “What do you want, Fitzy?” he whispered, sliding along his body, making sure to brush against his arousal while he made his way up to his lips. He kissed him, pressing their hips together briefly before grasping his cock and giving a hard squeeze. “Do you want to cum?” he asked against his lips, licking his bottom lip. “Or do you want me?”
“Both,” Fitz said with a smirk, placing his hands on Eli’s bare ass. He bit his own lip as Eli squeezed at his dick. Reaching down, he removed Eli’s hand, and brought the boy’s hips into an appropriate position. Fitz held himself in place, while pushing Eli’s hips back, forcing him to impale himself over him. “Ahhh,” Fitz let out a long moan, being caught off guard by how tight Eli had gotten.
Eli shivered as Fitz aligned his hips with his dick, biting his lip and relaxing his muscles to lessen the pain when he was pushed into. His nails dug into Fitz’s shoulder as he was pulled onto him, taking all of him in in one thrust. “Ah, fuck, Fitz!” he screamed, falling forward onto his chest, burying his face there while he adjusted. It felt so fucking good.
Nipping the smooth chest before him, he lifted himself, not even caring to allow himself to adjust, and slammed back down, impaling himself roughly on his dick and crying out. He kept at it, moaning a long string of his boyfriend’s name.
Eli’s screams where only turning him on more, causing him to thrust in and out of him faster. Fitz moaned as Eli repeatedly slammed himself down over his dick. He reached up and brought his hands to Eli’s shoulders, holding onto him tightly. Fitz dug his nails into Eli’s back, crawling down his skin. His hips bucked up in time with Eli’s, meeting him harder and harder with every thrust.
