Masky X Toby X Hoodie Novels & Stories

However, when he thought of the fact that Ryder had made this, especially for him, his heart softened, and the dissatisfaction vanished immediately. While Ryder put on the coat and boots, Jake fixed the mask on his face. The mask resembled a ball's mask. It was black with delicate ornaments made of clay and painted with golden paint. The mask covered most of the upper half of Jake's face, including half of his cheeks, but his jaw and lips were out in plain sight. Ryder had spent a lot of time on the internet searching for masks to find the right model, so it wouldn't be inconvenient for breathing and speaking, but she couldn't deny that this model was also chosen for other selfish reasons. W

Clyde said, kicking the stones. One of the stones rolled till it hit a black boot. "Finally you're here" Bonnie rolled her eyes. The person finally came to view. He was putting on a black hoodie with black face mask. "Why did you call for me" The person spoke. "It's boss who sent us" Clyde replied The figure pulled off his mask and hoodie, revealing none other than.... REXTON

Toby smirked, earning a glare from him. Blake Corporation is primarily a Tech company. However, they also ran other businesses. In recent years, Xander had begun to invest in other businesses he thought were profitable. He had never invested in a jewelry brand before. However, Autumn Collection had caught his attention. That was why, he wanted to meet with the owner and after that, he would decide on a collaboration. "So, are you considering collaborating with this mysterious lady?" Toby asked. "I will decide after meeting with her." Xander said.

“To make sure no one pulls anything shady.” Something about that made warmth spread through my chest. Still, I hesitated. “I just… I don’t want to deal with the attention. If Riley’s already talking about me, then—” Ryder pulled something from his pocket and held it up. A sleek black mask. I blinked. “What’s that for?” He smirked. “If you don’t want them to know it’s you… then don’t let them.” I stared at him. He tossed it at me and I caught it. “Problem solved, darling.”

Toby did not respond to the message and immediately stood up, peeking in the peephole to check who it was, and his eyes widened to see Xander bloodied, his clothes unkempt, and his hair messy. He hurriedly opens the door and lets Xander in, “What happened to you?” He inquired while searching where the blood could have originated. Soon he noticed the wound on Xander’s ear. “Come. Sit.” Toby gestured at the couch. Xander remained silent but followed Toby’s action. Toby wants to ask a lot of things, but seeing the look in Xander’s eyes, he stops himself and hastily takes the first aid kit. CONCURRENTLY… At Hannah’s apartment…

As happy for my friends as I am, I can’t help but envy what they have. Wyatt is 6’2” with soft, very light caramel skin, and piercing blue eyes that are hidden by full-black contacts. The contacts, paired with his prominent eyebrow bones covered in thick eyebrows, make his eyes look like two black holes. His cheekbones and jawline rival Derrick’s and look even more pronounced with his smouldering black eyeliner and bright ruby-red lipstick. He has shoulder-length blonde frizzed curly hair with dark roots – courtesy of his Zimbabwean mother – and is toned from top to bottom. Wyatt identifies as male but lives for androgyny. He loves dressing to reflect his mood and personality and not his gen

The black fabric blended seamlessly with his dark fur, rendering him nearly invisible in the shadows. Tara was nearby, similarly clad in a sleek black outfit. Her movements were quick and precise as she strapped on her gear. She pulled the hood over her head, tucking in her hair to ensure nothing would catch or snag. Like Claud, her outfit covered her completely, with only her sharp, keen eyes visible. She tested the fit of her gloves, flexing her fingers and making minor adjustments to her mask.

He says as he perches on the end of the bed back to me but head swivels round to ask me the question. I tell him to put anything on. We small talk for a little while while he sets a movie up. I find out his name is Toby and he is doing this guarding job to earn more, apparently all jobs under Argon are paid well but this one is ridiculous amounts though he didn't say how much. Toby has a pup on the way with his fated mate Adaline who he found a year ago.

~ ALAN~ I rode up to Toby’s dorm building just past eight on Saturday morning. The spare helmet was strapped securely to the back of my seat, and my pulse was racing faster than it usually did before a major game. I wanted today to go well. I wanted him to enjoy himself. When Toby finally stepped through the glass doors of the building, he looked like he was walking toward a firing squad. His face was pale, his shoulders were hitched up to his ears, and his fingers were tangled tightly into the hem of his oversized gray hoodie.

The mask came off. Toby was standing in front of me. Water still poured down in heavy sheets around us, streaming over his sharp, wet features, dripping from his dark hair, running down the hard lines of his chest and abs. His cock, which was still half-hard and glistening with our combined juices hung heavy between his legs. The same cock that had just fucked me senseless and filled me with cum. I stood there naked, thighs trembling, his seed leaking down my inner thighs, completely dumbfounded. My mind reeled in a thousand directions at once.