“How does it feel to stand on the very stones that ran with your parents blood Do you feel sad? Full of rage? Or does that outfit help bury your feelings? Hiding your true self? You’re truly an extraordinary specimen; I look forward to breaking you."
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“Yeah, I have no access to any of my money right now, no trust fund, no investments.” He explained. “Financial advisor was involved in shady things, my accounts are frozen while the investigation’s going. Could be a while.” He added. He sighed as he hugged him, at least he knew Fitz was something no one could take away from him, and there was comfort in that. “I appreciate it, but I couldn’t take your money, babe.” He said softly. “I’ll have to figure out a way to help Damien more. And I promise if it gets, like, really bad I’ll tell you, okay?” He smiled softly. “Yeah?” He said with a smile. “Tell me more.”
"Fuck, that's intense," he said worried for him. Justin lived for his money, he always had it and he knew this would be hard for him. "Hopefully not as long as it usually takes, you had nothing to do with what he did," he said. "Come on, you know it's no bother with me," he said "let me help you a little,' he told him softly. He looked at all his things "I'll buy all of it," he told him smiling at him 'for triple your pricing," he said taking out some money from his wallet. "Okay, good you better promise," h said to him. "Well -- i think he's unsure if he wants me or not but, he likes being around me I can tell, I like being around him.. he makes me feel good."
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He smiled. “You’re fucking nice to look at too.” He replied. He really was gorgeous, and he had the sexiest smirk, all Casey could do was stare. “Yeah? Okay then,” he said as he put his glasses back on. He moaned and pressed against him as he grabbed his ass. “It’s mean, Max. Making me wait for so long to kiss you again.” He said with a coy smile. He pulled him to the bed, and instead of straddling him or something else, he just laid half on top of him, cuddling against him as he pressed soft kisses to his jaw. “Well, I have plans for later. I was feeling like a midnight movie function.” He said softly. He looked at his watch. “We could go out and have dinner. If you feel like it, you could watch the movie with me?” He suggested. “Unless you wanted to stay in, and like fuck, or whatever.” He shrugged casually.
Fitz grinned "why thank you," he chuckled biting his lip at him happily. He held him closer and looked at him "good, see, I like them, you look so damn good," he said kissing him a few more times, groaning a bit "shit," he grinned at him "yeah maybe i like being mean," he teased kissing him a few times more. He moved on the bed with him and pulled him in more, keeping him close. He smiled tilting his head more for him to kiss his jaw and more. It felt so good, he felt so good with him. He looked at him now "yeah?" he said softly smiling "yeah I'd like that,' he said unsure if he was asking him on a date or not. He nodded "I'd love it," he smiled more. He leaned kissing him "no I want to go out with you," he nodded.
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“Stop looking at me like that,” he chuckled, blushing slightly. “I would’ve changed if I’d known you were coming.” He added, pushing his glasses up. He smiled against his lips, pressing their bodies together as they kissed against the door. “You always look good, though. You just look extra good.” He replied. “It’s an old tee that’s like three sizes too small.” He laughed softly. “Yeah, I only wear them for reading so you hadn’t seen them.” He shrugged. He took the glasses off, though, he didn’t want to look nerdy for Max. “I agree with that statement.” He smiled and kissed him again. “That’s like your brand, though, you always make me wait.” He chuckled. “Did you wanna do something?”
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He smirked “but I can’t help myself,” he told him “you’re just fucking nice to look at,” he laughed. “Don’t worry about that, I like what you’re wear and the glasses are hot,” he said kissing him a few times more. He gripped his ass and chuckled “and you love that,” he told him. “Well, I like them,” he said “and I’m glad I came over when I did,” he said. He kissed him back and nodded “I know,” he said. “Yeah I wanna hang out with you,” he said pulling him against his chest more “always,” he leaned kissing him.
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Casey was in bed with a book, trying to distract himself from his own thoughts. He’d start thinking about his family, and to keep his mind off that he’d start thinking about Max. Their trip had been great, they ended up staying an extra day (or two, he couldn’t remember), and the time they spent together was… perfect. Things seemed to be that way when he was with him. He knew he had to be careful, though. Casey had a tendency of breaking people, of hurting them, and he didn’t want to do that to Max–he wanted to help him, he wanted to be his rebound man and he liked being his friend, too. He sighed when there was a knock on the door, but grinned when he heard the voice calling from behind it. “Filthy filthy things,” he replied, chuckling softly as he got up. He had bed hair and was wearing his reading glasses, a plain white t-shirt a little too short and loose sweat pants that hung low on his hips. He opened the door and smiled. God, he was fucking breathtaking. “Why so handsome for?” He asked. He couldn’t help himself, so his hand snuck up to his neck and he pulled him into a quick kiss. He would deny it as much as he could, but he was very smitten when it came to Max Fitz.
Fitz grinned when he heard him call out, of course. He could only image what could be happening behind that door but when he answered and looked him over? Clearly it wasn't dirty-- but shit-- it was fucking hot. The way he looked so casual, his glasses on, pants low on his hips. Fuck. He grinned and before he could answer his question he was pulled into a kiss. He kissed him back with ease, pushing in and shutting the door as he kissed him deeply. He pulled back and grinned "I was coming to see you, of course had to look good?" He teased tugging at his shirt "you look good though, I like this," he said "and the glasses," he said leaning and kissing him again. "It's been a few days and I think that's way too long not to kiss you."
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“I’m poor now. Got a job waiting tables and everything.” He pouted. “I’ve been better. I feel pathetic and I hate not being able to buy things, not things things, just, I was a fucking dollar short to buy a panini this morning. And I don’t want Damien to give me like, a fucking allowance or something like that. I feel like a child depending on him for money.” He sighed, leaning against him, curling into him. “Tell me happy things, I can’t keep being miserable.”
His eyes widened surprised “what?’ He asked so confused. Justin was one of the richest people he knew. He frowned seeing his pout and he pulled him in for a hug, rubbing his back. He pulled back looking at him “shit..” he said “you must be going insane-- do you need some help? I can help you,” he told him. “And then you won’t need to worry about Damien and an allowance and all that,” he said softly. He wanted to help him so badly. He held him close “I think me and casey are getting closer.”
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Fitz had a great time with Casey on their mini trip. It was clearly exactly what they both needed and he felt like it made them closer. Though he knew Casey still was weary and standoffish from anything that resembled dating. Which sucked. He decided to go over and see him, sure they had been talking over text a million times, but they hadn’t seen each other in a couple of days afterwards. He made sure to make himself look nice, sexy in fact. He wanted Casey to swoon over him. He smirked at himself and grabbed a bottle of booze and walked over to his place, knocking with excitement “open the door,” he called out “why is it locked what are you doing in there,” he joked. @caseyvanderbilt
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Fitz: okay don't hate me, I know I've been MIA but I'm here and I feel better and let me make it up to you?
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“The guy who just fucking haggled for my favorite Dolce shirt had the goddamned audacity to wipe his nose on the sleeve as he walked away. I fucking hate having to sell my things.”
Fitz frowned “Why are you selling your things?” He asked him worried. “Are you okay?’ he asked him putting a hand on his shoulder.
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“I’m very clever, Mr. Fitzgerald.” He grinned. “It was still a twenty nine hour flight, I’m sleepy, yeah,” he chuckled. “We’ll nap like old people, then have fun.” He agreed. “Oh shush, he didn’t see any rings on our fingers so he was a little flirty. And anyway, who got a blowjob in the airplane bathroom, huh? You or him?” He smirked. “Jealous boy.” He added, chuckling a little, as his hands roamed from his waist to his back, moving down to settle in the back pockets of Max’s jeans. He looked up at him. He hated being shorter than him, but he couldn’t deny his height added to his presence and appeal–he was a sight through and through. “Very cute.” He clarified. “Of course you’re paying for half, what do you think I am, your sugar daddy?” He joked. “Thank you, Maxy.” He smiled and pecked his lips. “How long do you think it’ll be till Daddy Vanderbilt sees my credit card history and flips out?” He laughed softly. He didn’t care, not when he was so far away from him, and with Max. “Let’s book it then.” He said, finally moving away from Fitz, grabbing his phone and booking the Air BnB, grateful it was an instant booking and they didn’t need to wait for confirmation. “There, booked.” He smiled, quickly pressing against him again. “I want.” He whispered against his lips, kissing him again. “I can’t believe you betrayed me and brought luggage, I only have my carry on. I’d better still be getting you in a speedo, Max.
He chuckled "okay fine you're clever," he teased shaking his head "Yeah we both got tired, and my back is fucked, there, done complaining," he said chuckling. He laughed "still! It's rude, like that's the bro code no times ten," he said to him. He blushed and grinned "me..." he said thinking about that again. It had been so good, they both snuck into the bathroom and Fitz's cock was already out, Casey had gotten down on his knees and instantly sucked and fuck it was so hard to keep quiet. He shook his thoughts away and looked at him "maybe a little jealous," he chuckled a bit. He bit his lip, he enjoyed that, his hands in his back pockets. He pushed closer and looked at him "maybe," he teased "here I thought I had my sugar daddy," he chuckled joking. He kissed him quick "then we'll pay and have the best fucking time ever," he told him. He laughed "I don't know, hopefully until after the weekend," he told him softly. He kissed his cheek and nodded, letting him book it. "I'll send some money to you," he told him. He pulled him in and smirked a bit, kissing him more and more, biting his lower lip. "Forgive me, I need my hair products," he chuckled. "Let's go yeah? Trust me, you'll be seeing me in a few different color speedos."
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“Well, unfuck it, there’s only one thing that should be fucked and it’s not your back.” He chuckled. “Yeah, I can, and I will. After a fucking nap, though.” He promised. He didn’t mind doing that. He did, after all, want to make Max feel better this weekend. “Mm, yes it is.” He winked. “Oh my god, you totally did, I’d never seen anyone flying first class complain so much,” he laughed softly and pulled him close to let him know he was just teasing. “But you’re cute, though so who cares?” He said, scrunching up his nose. “Now, would you judge me if I blew all that money on it? Because the one I liked most for us is kind of four thousand a night?” He said, giving him puppy eyes. “But I mean, there were some great ones for way cheaper too. I don’t mind as long as it’s nice, has a view, a pool, and is private.” He shrugged. He blushed when he asked why he’d kissed him. Was it not okay? Did he dislike PDA? “Oh, sorry I just… felt like it.”
He laughed shaking his head "that was some play on words,' he smiled at him. How was he able to be so fucking hot but so fucking cute at the same time? He didn't get it. But he enjoyed it a lot and he enjoyed him too. He smiled "I knew you were tired from that. I'll nap with you?" He smiled at him "and then once we don't feel completely drained we can go have some fun," he said excited. He knew both of them needed it before school started up again and the death of homework would fill their rooms up. He whined playfully "that guy was mean! he's serving us drinks and flirting with you at the same time, like, I know we're not together but come on, he didn't know that, and he did it anyway," he chuckled. "As long as I'm cute,' he chuckled. He kept close and raised his eyebrows "well at least let me pay half of that,' he said "we're both here we have to split things," he said looking at his face 'but those eyes are working on me," he said. "I want us to have the best, this is supposed to be our weekend," he smiled. "Yeah?" he grinned "you can do that again.. if you want.." he nodded looking at his lips and then his eyes.
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Casey and Max had been on that plane for just under twenty nine hours. He let out a sigh of relief when it finally landed. He chuckled at his question. “Because, it was a whole lot more glamorous than Miami,” he shuddered. “Come onnnnn, it’s Mykonos, it’s sexy as hell, and you’re with me.” He grinned. “I’m good, Max, just sleepy. Your complaining kept me up all night,” he teased, poking his side lightly as they walked, and he reached for his hand and twined their fingers, smirking as he looked up at him. “So while you managed to actually get some sleep, I was looking at Air BnB’s. There’s this villa, more like a mansion, cliff side, panoramic view, infinity pool, hot tub.” He shrugged. “Or we can go to a hotel, I mean, I looked at hotels too.” He suggested. Maybe that would be better, it’s not like they were honeymooning or something, it was just a vacation. He swallowed hard. “Hey, come here.” He said softly, stopping as they walked and he pulled him into a soft kiss, his arms going over Max’s shoulders, one hand resting on the back of his neck.
He whined "still," he chuckled "my back is like, fucked," he chuckled a bit more. "Though you can definitely massage it out for me," he teased. He walked with him "okay okayy you're right, it is way better and--" he looked him over "yeah it's way more sexier with you here," he teased him back. He was glad to be here and especially with casey. He wondered if this trip would bond them together more or make Casey see he was wasting his time with Fitz all along? He nodded "shut up I didn't complain that much," he chuckled as casey took his hand. He smiled at that, looking at him and he held his hand back. He liked it. He kept him close "yeah?" he asked "that sounds really nice, holy shit,' he said. "Fuck the hotels, let's do that," he laughed. He turned and let him pull him in. He leaned kissing him back, holding his waist. He smiled "that was nice.. what was that for?" He asked pulling him closer and leaning kissing him again.
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It had been the longest flight Fitz had ever been on and he felt tired and stiff a bit. He headed off the plane with Casey who looked pretty much the same as Fitz did. He kept him close “Why did we pick here again?” He chuckled rubbing his eye a bit out of sleepy. He looked around, trying to figure out where to grab their bags from, which turn table. “I think our things are over there,” he told him. Even if the flight was exhausting, he was still excited for all of this, he wanted to have a nice weekend get away and he knew it was going to be perfect too. He could forget all about his troubles and have a great time with Casey. “How are you feeling?” He asked walking along with him, wanting to make sure he was feeling okay after all that. Though maybe he was used to things like this. @caseyvanderbilt
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"I do. Don’t you?” He chuckled. He sighed happily as Max held him, he was warm and strong and it was oddly comfortable. “Oh, wow, hey there Touchy,” he chuckled, giving him a warm smile as he stroked his arm, “I meant you’re amazing and should be with someone as great as you, not settle for less than.” He explained softly. “I don’t think you’re like that, Max.” He added. “Well I wasn’t judging you either so just, just forget about it, this is why I don’t do pillowtalk.” He sighed. He was just trying to be sweet like him, but of course he couldn’t, he wasn’t like Max. “No it’s not, we’re going away on the weekend, remember?” He replied, but he felt annoyed. He was giving him more than he ever gave, but it clearly wasn’t good enough. “Just forget I said anything.” He said. “It’s a Max high.” He grinned and kissed him. “Okay. I’m not moving, then.”
He chuckled "maybe," he said kissing him. He looked at him "oh--" he smiled a bit, "thanks," so he was hinting he should find someone else. That was shitty. He thought maybe they could go out a few times, see how things were before deciding that but clearly, Fitz was never enough. He wasn't boyfriend material and maybe he just had to get used to that. He smiled softly "It's fine, I mistook it and you were being sweet and nice. I just thought you were putting yourself down," he said "but I'm glad you weren't," he smiled. "So thanks," he said. He kissed him lightly and he nodded "we are, I can't wait to go away, I really need it actually," he chuckled. "Just a nice vacay and hot sex," he teased looking at him. "Good," he said rubbing his back. He felt warm and sweet and he really didn't want Casey moving.
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“You’re sweet, babe.” He smiled. “Well, you should all the time.” He said. “Oh.” He said, chewing on his bottom lip. He didn’t want to hurt him at all, but Casey wasn’t looking for a relationship and he didn’t want to lead him on either. “You’re so amazing, babe, you don’t have to worry about that. Plus, you don’t want to date someone who’s… beneath you. You deserve someone amazing and you shouldn’t settle.” He said sincerely. “Yeah, you’re so good, holy shit.” He chuckled. He smiled softly as he stroked his cheek, a funny feeling in his stomach, and he swallowed hard. “I do, I don’t know how to explain it.” He said softly. “Okay.” He said simply and pecked his lips. “It’s just, I don’t know, I feel good right now. Is it a sex high? Is your cock magical?” He laughed softly. “No, that would be super scary.” He pouted and kissed him again. “Mm,” he moved, leaning into him, resting his head on Max’s chest. “I never do this.” He bit his lip. “Is this okay?”
He smiled at him "you think so?" he asked softly. He held him close, he was so good to him and they had already just met. He kissed his cheek and smiled "oh?' He asked curiously. He frowned "beneath me? Look, if you think I treat people like that then you got me all wrong," he told him. "I don't judge anyone at all, the last person I dated was a drug dealer, okay?" He said. "Don't think that," he sighed. Did he really come off that way? Maybe that's why no one liked him much. He leaned back a bit and glanced at him "or is that just your way of telling me this was a one time thing," he chuckled. "Because I can handle shit okay, you wouldn't be the first person to tell me no" he said chuckling but annoyed. He smiled a bit "i know I am," he said chuckling "and you enjoy it," he teased. He smiled a bit and nodded "it's okay," he told him. He chuckled "it's a sexy high, my dick gives you a high," he joked. He rubbed his back as he rested his head on me "it's very okay,' he told him.
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“Do you not remember everything I said that night too? I told you how much I loved you. If it’s your fault then it’s mine, too.” He shrugged. “We are always okay. And nothing, nothing in this world is going to split us now, I promise. I’m not letting anything come between us. Not being your friend is the worst decision I’ve ever made and I’ll never let that happen again.” He promised. No matter what happened, he wouldn’t lose Fitz. “I would’ve loved to be the one who gave you everything,” he said softly. “Maybe in another life. I know that’s no consolation but it does make me feel a little… peace.” He admitted. “No one had ever even loved me before Damien. I thought he was too good for me, sometimes I still do, but um, I think he needed me. I think his life changed when he found me and I know you’ll find the one who’s that for you, the one who needs you, whose life can’t go on without you.” He wiped his eyes, feeling emotional. “They say there’s no such thing as finding the right person at the wrong time. If it’s the wrong time… it’s also the wrong person.” He bit his lip. “I still think you and I are soulmates though, just not romantic ones. But I mean, come on, we were destined to find each other. The night of that awful party, if I hadn’t been there, who knows? If you’d been with that Jason asshole and he’d just left you there. And that night, after I had a panic attack, I told Damien everything, why I really went to juvie, and he still loved me and I decided I wanted him to be my boyfriend again. We were fated, I think.” He rambled. “No, I don’t think she’d do that, I’m kind of friends with his ex. And she kind of got blasted by the gossip blog too, and I doubt she’d do that to herself.” he shrugged. “No I know you’re not that kind of guy, I’m just saying, you would never take advantage of me, and you never seduced me or anything. You always respected the fact that I have a boyfriend and I love you for it.” He smiled and kissed his cheek. “Yeah, yeah, I know Damien will forgive me.” He said, trying to reassure him. He knew he would forgive him, but he was worried he’d feel insecure again. “Wait, Casey? Casey as in, posted a nude pic and tagged him in your man-junk Casey? Subtle move, by the way.” He teased, laughing softly. He bit his lip a little, he was worried Fitz would fall and this guy would turn out to be like Jason. “Well I’m happy for you.” He smiled. “Just promise you won’t run before you walk, alright? Get to know him and stuff.” He said softly. “I kind of stalked his instagram and I’m a bit conflicted. On the one had, he’s kind of hot as hell, on the other–have you ever watched The Lion King? He looks just like Timon. Like something about him is so… meerkaty looking. But in a hot way, of course.” He said, his jealousy getting to him a little, but he really was happy for Fitz. “About time you got laid right? Did you even remember how to use it, with your virginity growing back from that dry spell of yours?” He teased, laughing a little.
"I do remember everything you said," he told him "i do and I know the way you felt about me, feel, and I just don't feel it's your fault at all," he told him softly. "I'm so needy and fucked up and you were there for me, and I fell because of how wonderful you are.." he said softly. "I know we won't, we're friends until the end, whenever that is and it was the worst week of my life too..' he told him "and I'm sorry I scared you so bad with doing those drugs but what if I hadn't?" He asked "What if I hadn't come to see you that night basically overdosing.. would we be talking like this right now? Would you have come back to me?" He asked him. "I keep wondering that, that I forced you back into something and now the gossip blog is trying to fucking things up again.." he said. "I know we're strong and we won't let it phase us and things will be okay, but I just can't help but think what if this and what if that and my mind is so fucked.. I'm sorry," he said. He smiled "I'm glad you feel better," he said to him. "No, you two do belong together and I can tell and see that,' he said softly. "I swear, I know it and it's okay. I'm not mad or upset that you've found someone you love,' he promised. "Don't cry.." he said stroking his cheek "you're right, I will find someone one day," he told him softly. He nodded understanding that, he was right. He needed to relax, he went hardcore at everything. He chuckled a bit "yeah I think so too, friend soulmates,' he said "if thats a thing." He took his hand and held it, looking at him. "Did you? Did that really help things?" He asked softly giving him a soft smile. "Oh are you?" He asked "shit, everyone is just getting blasted more and more aren't they," he said. "No I never," he smiled "as much as you would have loved me seducing you," he teased joking around. He smiled at the small cheek "good, as long as he forgives you," he said softly. He laughed, blushing a bit "yeah that guy.." he said "he dared me!" He said "but I would have done it anyway," he chuckled a bit. He smiled "thanks.." it meant a lot that he was happy for him for sure. He bit his lip "justin.." he said softly. But he was right, he knew he went all in all the time and it was his downfall. "I know, you're right I know it's hard not to, but i don't want to get hurt again either," he said. “And anyway, he just thinks of me as a booty call,” he shrugged “he clearly doesn’t want anything more, I was texting him and anytime I mention anything deeper he acts so put off.. so, I mean. I won’t push it if he’s not interested but that’s the story of my life anyway right?” He said giving him a sad smile. No one ever wanted more than sex. He chuckled a bit "don't put that image in my head!" He said shoving him "he's hot okay, really hot," he grinned. "Um..." he swallowed nervously "actually in paris I slept with Sam..." he said softly.
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Casey: no you, the hot one
Casey: i have to shower and things! i’m not gonna show up looking like hell
Casey: yeah no it sounds like a bit much. you don’t have to do anything for me.
Casey: i know
Casey: mhmm says you
Casey: you don’t need to sweet talk me to get into my pants i promise
Fitz: nopeeee
Fitz: okayy go shower then I suppose if you have to do that
Fitz: I don’t mind you know. I’d love you give a sexual massage
Fitz: yes says me
Fitz: I was being honest there but alright.
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