#(elijah thread)

If there was one thing that Elijah detested, it was working over. As much as he loved his job, he hated leaving his husband waiting. He had texted him throughout the day, letting him know that one of the producers had been on set and that he was a hard-ass that had to have things perfect and that he wasn’t sure what time he’d be home, so when he finally managed to get some time to himself, he called his husband. “I’m sorry I’m running late, babe... I think we’re about to wrap up, but I promise I’ll make this up to you, alright? I’ll pick up take out from your favorite place and we can watch that movie on Netflix you’ve been bugging me about... and I’ll be happy to stay up late making it up to you. Hell, I’d be happy to warm your cock all night long, ‘cause I owe it to you.”

“Tell me about it,” Elijah said with a heavy breath against the boy’s ear, every thick inch of his massive cock buried inside of the other. After several minutes of foreplay, in addition to his thick fingers working him to prepare him for his cock, he managed to get every inch inside of him. But he didn’t move. He merely allowed the boy to get used to the stretch, no doubt that it could be too much. “The tightest ass I’ve ever been inside of... can’t wait to really start fucking you... ruining you for other men.”

“Well, what’s in it for me?” Elijah asked the other, removing the towel from his shoulder to wipe his hand. While he had no qualms with doing what his friend wanted, he still couldn’t help but play a little game with him. “I mean, if I’m gonna be going out of my way to help you move, I expect some compensation. You know, like pizza and beer.”

Eyes threatened to roll into his skull as the male used his magic to increase his pleasure, causing his massive cock to leak pre onto the stone ground beneath him as the battle mage worked his hole. “Shit... You mages and your magick,” he said with a chuckle, glad that he had far more vocabulary than the men he lead. Though for all the words he knew, he still found himself speechless as his prostate continued to get stimulated, having the half-giant moaning and rocking his hips back into the mage’s hole. He would have loved to use his hand to stroke his cock, to give himself some stimulation, but he knew that he was bound for a reason - to make it easier on the much smaller male to fuck him.