Ticci Toby X Masky Novels & Stories

She danced and mingled with ease, while I found solace at the bar, sipping on a drink and watching the partygoers from afar. As the night progressed, I found myself feeling more at ease with the party's anonymity. The masks allowed me to forget about my past and embrace the mystery and intrigue of the night. But that all changed when I saw him - a tall, dark stranger, dressed in a black suit and mask. He stared at me, making me feel uncomfortable. I quickly averted my gaze, pretending to be interested in my drink, but he approached me nonetheless. "Hey there, beautiful. May I have this dance?" he asked, his voice smooth and low.

Pushing me into the seat in front of my vanity table, I cover as he hisses. “Don’t move.” Nodding slightly, I wait with my eyes closed before hearing him leaving the room and opening them again. I look at my disheveled appearance and lift my fingers slowly to touch the bite wound on my lip, flinching as I graze it with my fingers. Tommaso gets back and puts a tablet before me, leaning it against the mirror. He pushes the chair forward, making me look at the frozen image on the screen closer. “Watch it.”

Her eyes fidgeted between him and her target before laughing nervously. "I-- w-who are you?" she asked before gulping, waiting for the target to fall to the ground. He chuckled lightly, keeping his gaze on hers. He raised his right hand and removed the masquerade mask he was wearing. "The mafia boss who's hosting this event," he introduced. Her eyes shifted back to him, having a clear view of his face despite being in a dimmed room. He had bright blue eyes, a defined nose and jawline, arched brows, and seducing pink lips. "S-say that again?" Keisha was flabbergasted.

Edward sighed as he accepted the fact that he had to explain his identity when Andrea burst out in tears. "My head hurts so much and I feel so cold. Everyone hates me…" Andrea cried as she held her head. Edward used this time to wear his masquerade mask before walking towards her. "Stay calm and go take your bath. I called a doctor to take care of you." He said as he sat beside her. *What's the use of wearing the mask when she already saw your face?* He asked himself, but disregarded it to focus on persuading her to take her bath.

Ellie and I were preparing for the party, and much to my dismay, Ellie wouldn't allow me to wear what I was wearing to school. Something about, "Even though you're going to break up with Connor, doesn't mean you have to look like garbage while doing it." I went along with Ellie, trying my best to take my mind off of things.

"Maybe not. The decision is up to you. I just did it for your information but I hope we're inside the hideout. Outside let's go back to the past and our hidden Identity, is it clear?" "Yes!" the women answered at once. Everyone had fun. "Guys, do you agree that we should remove our masks at the same time?" Astra asked happily. Dindo is just waiting to see what happens next. He wanted to approach and hug Amore but he felt embarrassed. He was contented to just watch his friend first. He was also happy because she was safe. It’s his fault why she almost perished at Regor’s hands. "Are you all ready? One, two, three-," Astra said then they removed the masks at the same time.

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.”

Because however much Alpha Tobias might loathe this kind of scene, I sensed he would do nothing to prevent it, even when it escalated into something more depraved. Alex told me to stand up and do a full turn. “Slowly, Vicky. Have you forgotten everything I taught you?” The leer on his face didn’t intimidate me any more. I despised him now, this good-for-nothing shifter. He snapped his fingers, pointing downwards and, when I knelt, his follow-up gesture told me to spread my legs. I knew better than to defy him in this company and at least I wasn’t naked. “The bronze mask suits you. Why isn’t it gold, like Tommy’s?”

Then his cock is out – thick, hard, already leaking – inches from my masked face. “Open.” I open my mouth. He slides in slowly, letting the cameras catch every inch disappearing past my lips. The mask frames my stretched mouth perfectly – anonymous, obscene, content. "Fuck,” he groans. “Look at her. Taking in my cock so easily.” Jake appears on my other side. His cock is longer, curved, throbbing as he strokes it. “My turn. Share her.” Tyler pulls out with a wet pop and Jake takes his place immediately – shoving deeper, hitting the back of my throat. I gag around him, the sound loud and obscene, drool already sliding down my chin beneath the mask.

Lucy felt as if Tobias was going to spoil her. After breakfast, Tobias drove to the mall and found where the parenting class was held. They stirred up a commotion the moment they showed up. "Woah. It's Tobias and Lucy. I didn't think they'd attend parenting class." "They look even better together in person." Tobias was long used to this kind of attention. Meanwhile, Lucy thought this was too much and smiled awkwardly. Her smile was stiff when she whispered to Tobias, "I forgot to ask you to wear a mask, darling."