Romans & histoires Ticci Toby Stories

I stop fighting him and just stand there, panting with my front against the cold wall. “What do you want, Toby? I did what you told me to do, now please let me go.” I plead. His body presses against my backside, “You did do what I told you to do, because you are a good girl like that,” He slides his free hand up my thigh and then inward. I clench my thighs together, but he pinches me, and slips his hand in between my legs when I gasp in pain, “I suggest you continue doing what you’re told. Now that Jace seems to have lost interest in torturing you, I figure I’d pick up where he left off.”

I uttered. “Now you know, Calvin is bad news, if he can lie to his wife what more to you?” He replied. Tears started to fall. Why am I so unlucky with life? Did I do something wrong from my past life or just because I’m a stupid human being. “Stop crying,” Tobi said. I looked at him. “What?” I asked. Tobi handed me tissues. “I said don’t cry, it’s bad for the baby.” He replied. Then the door swung open, it was Tobi’s sister, her eyes were so wide and she was smiling weirdly.

"That's me owning you." "It's so big," Toby choked out. "You're splitting me open." "Take it," I demanded. "Take every inch." I leaned forward, covering his body with mine. I bit the back of his neck, sucking a dark hickey into the skin right above his collar. Everyone would see it tomorrow. Everyone would know who he belonged to. "Touch yourself," I commanded in his ear. "Make yourself come again." Toby reached under himself. He grabbed his own cock, which was hard again, and started to stroke it frantically. The angle was awkward, but he was desperate.

Tiff laughed at his pouting and then said, “You’re going to have two people waiting for you at home soon.” “Two people?” He said, looking at her curiously. Then she started rubbing her stomach and nodded. “Me and our pup.” She said, and Jaxon and I start smiling at Tobias’ reaction. It looks like his brain stopped functioning. “Toby?” Tiff said, worried about his reaction. I’m not worried though. He is in shock, but not the bad kind. He blinked and then he smiled widely reaching for Tiff’s stomach. “You’re sure?”

"Yes. Was it because of what you would benefit from him, the fact that he's older or because he's good to you" "Nico..." "I just need to know the truth, Rita. I really did not come here to fight with you but I have been trying to make sense of a lot of things for sometime now and it's hard" "You really want an explanation?" "I want the truth" She sighed. "I agreed to date Toby because I was caught up in everything about him. He was handsome and confident and he spoiled me with gifts. He looked the type of dude straight out of a 90s millionaire movie"

I asked, eager to change the subject and focus on something more positive. Toby's eyes lit up at the question, excitement bubbling over as he launched into a detailed description of his plans for the day. He talked about how he was going to have a small gathering with friends and family, how he had booked a table at his favorite restaurant, and how he couldn't wait to blow out the candles on his birthday cake. As I listened to Toby's animated chatter, a warmth spread through my chest, filling me with a sense of joy and gratitude. Despite the challenges and uncertainties of life, moments like these reminded me of the importance of friendship, of the bonds that held us together through thick a

I explain. “Ooh a game of cloak and dagger?” He laughs. We leave and go to Toby’s business. “Hey doll.” “Brady this is Toby, or Private Dick as I call him. Toby this is my husband, Brady.“ I introduce. “Finally, I get to meet the legend.” Toby laughs. “What?” Brady asks. “The guy that won our Steph. Tamed her into marriage.” Toby laughs. “Toby quit pulling his leg! Brady over look him, he likes to be funny and a drama queen.” I explain.

I accepted it and we walked together. Along the way, we talked about many things. Toby talked about his strict family and how he was not appreciated at home. He also told about the bullying that had befallen him because he was fat and slow. He said he wanted to be one of the greatest fighters. But his skills were too lame and he lost confidence. We took another route on the way home. He took me across the farthest route. “I'll show you some buildings as well as introduce some things you don't know. You'll love it," he said excitedly.

he gestured for her to step out. “Aislen!” Toby cried out in protest fighting free of the nurses and catching hold of the poles, shaking the door of his cage. “We should just get into the car and go. Aislen. Help me! Th… Thay… Thay… Aislen!” One of the nurses stabbed a needle into his exposed arse cheek, and his eyes fluttered as he sagged to the floor. “Aislen. Thay. Gul.” “F-king pain in the arse,” Sparrow looked down at him with a frown. “Toby’s father is an influential contributor to our mission. When he finds out that his son has been infected with whatever this f-king virus is, he’ll be crushed.”

“I’ve known you for a decade. I’ve known you, this version of you, and I like you. I don’t want you to get hurt again. Last night fucking sucked, and I know, for a fact, we’re going to be running around with our heads cut off today trying to make sense of what the university expects us to do now that millions of dollars and ten years of research are gone in a matter of seconds.” “I’m a prince, Toby,” I cut in, turning to meet his gaze. “My parents are king and queen of a kingdom with predominantly vampire populations thousands upon thousands of miles from here, over the north pole. I was twenty when I left. I wandered for three years before I stumbled into Lunaria, half dead, and lied my way