Ticci Toby X Clockwork Novels & Stories

"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.

“You do important work.” “So do you.” He reached over to trace the line of her jaw. “You make things beautiful.” She caught his hand and kissed his palm before something occurred to her. “You never told me how you learned to tattoo.” Tobi was silent for a moment before answering. “I apprenticed under an old biker named Mack when I was seventeen. My father had just... well.” He shook his head as if dispelling memories. “I was living on friends’ couches, getting into trouble. Mack found me trying to steal from his shop.”

I was the bridge, the one who would ensure the frequency reached its target without tearing us apart first. ​The first of the Clockwork Prophets appeared at the mouth of the pass just as the moon rose. They were terrifying to behold. Massive, multi-legged walkers made of brass and iron, their chimneys belching black smoke into the pristine air. Thousands of smaller, spider-like drones scurried between the legs of the giants, their mandibles glowing with a blue, electrical fire. ​They did not send a messenger. They did not ask for surrender. They simply began to move toward us, a slow, grinding tide of metal that promised only annihilation.

────୨ৎ──── “You sure took your time,” Christy muttered as she sensed Toby’s presence behind her. Looking up from the PC screen, she turned to him. Toby leaned closer and placed a soft kiss on her temple. “Sorry, I had to drop your fiancé back at his house.” She hummed as she went back to her edit. “It’s fine.” Toby looked at what she was doing. “Need help?” She didn’t answer and only dropped the mouse and shot up. Giving him the chair to continue after her.

I can already see the end of both of us; we’d die of poison, just when I’m close to the end. “I won’t fight,” Toby repeats like it was going to solve anything. I roll my eyes, walking back to my own end of the ring, “Even if you want to, there’s no time; we are both going to die of poison. Brace yourself, it’s really painful.” Toby slams his eyes shut, and I gawk at the timer displaying on the LED screen. 0 minutes, 0 seconds. “Motherfuckers,” I murmur. I slam my eyes shut for the blow. It’d be painful, but it’ll only last a minute maximum.

"Avril, my mom actually likes you. She's just... not great at showing it. Hasn't she been better since you got pregnant?" I laughed. Better? Making daily tonics for Emily while ignoring me when I asked for water? I said nothing. He dropped his voice. "This tonic's legit. She got the recipe from the healer. Just drink it, okay? Don't waste her good intentions." I put on my best touched expression. Under his eager stare, I lifted the bowl—and downed it in one go. James let out a relieved sigh, took the bowl, and wiped the corner of my mouth. "That's more like it."

“That’s Tobey.” As if summoned by his own name, Tobey came running toward them, pushing a toy truck overflowing with grass, sand, leaves, and several unidentifiable treasures collected with great importance. The wheels refused to turn. He stopped in front of Alicia, brows knitted in deep confusion. “Mommy… It’s broken.” She crouched beside him. “Maybe it’s just tired.” Then she looked up. “Tobey, this is Teddy. An old friend of mine.”

said Hilda to Toby, who was standing next to her. With a loathsome expression, Toby took the loudspeaker out from the car and turned it on. Clearing his throat, Toby took a deep breath and said, "Mr. McCoy, I can heal your wife's eyes! Mr. McCoy, I can heal your wife's eyes! Mr. McCoy, I can heal your wife's eyes!" Toby's amplified voice was spread across a 5 kilometer radius from where they stood, and it was as loud as the wet market in Taadi City at 6 AM.

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?”

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