Tommy And Tubbo Novels & Stories

Tommy Fox said seriously, "You know I'm always picky, and considering that I brought you all the way here to enjoy the scenery and good food, it wouldn't be fair if my junior refuses, right?" Tommy Fox possessed the ability to infuse everything with humor and wit. Privately, he was somewhat different from the calm, intelligent, and logically structured lawyer in the courtroom. However, there was a commonality: he was articulate but never imposing. Being with him, I felt light-hearted and happy.

He gripped my ponytail, fucked my mouth until tears ran, then filled it with thick, salty ropes I swallowed like medicine. Then came Marcus, forty, former athlete with a torn rotator cuff. He asked me to wash his back in the bath because he couldn’t lift his arm. I did. Then I washed lower. He turned, water streaming over carved abs, cock standing proud. I sank onto him right there in the tub, water sloshing over the edge as I rode him hard, my uniform soaked, tits bouncing free while he sucked my nipples raw. It stopped being about healing. It became about hunger.

He was now one of the most popular pack members and had made friends with almost everyone. Tommy started dating a vampire guard named Tasha a few years ago and they are now engaged. She is so protective of Tommy but I'm grateful that she understands how special my friend is. I was worried that she may not like how close Tommy is to Abby and I but she embraced us wholeheartedly and loves to join in on our fun when she can. I was broken out of my reminiscing by a knock at the door. I shuffled to open it and was greeted with a gasp. I looked up to see all my Aunts along with Maria and Virginia. They all grinned at me as I did a spin for them.

Addison The ride over was quiet, the kind of quiet that feels loud. It gave me too much time to think. Looking at Axel in that perfect black tuxedo, I knew I had to do something. He looked good, too good. The suit wasn’t just clothes on him; it was like a part of who he was—powerful, a little dangerous, completely in control. I loved him in just plain tshirts and pants, but him in tuxedos and suit was just so much better. It made my stomach do that silly flip-flop thing, and that was the problem.

He spits. Classy. “Tommy,” Rowan says and I see the wolf jerk in surprise at that. “What?” I ask, turning to her. “His name is Tommy,” she repeats. “He is the usual buffed up, dumb brute. More brawn, less brain. Lives by every word that comes out of Dominic's mouth and breathes by the air that comes from his ass and is unnecessarily cruel. You can't break him. To him, Dominic is the beginning and the end. Which is good,” she finishes.

He asked before Scar stepped forward to defend Jasmine, "Tommy, I- "Dismiss," Tommy said as Scar's head lowed before she and the rest of the gang left the room leaving Tommy and Jasmine alone, "What do you want to get, Jasmine, speak up," Tommy demanded as Jasmine gulped, "A T-Tattoo," she said as Tommy nodded before pulling her body into his as she gasped, "Where do you want to get it?" He asked caressing her body as her hands clenched onto his t-shirt, "I want w-words just like yours, but d-down my b-back," she stuttered as Tommy grip her onto her waist before burying his face in her neck leaving light kisses causing her eyes to automatically close.

It seemed like she remembered him. The kind man smiled. These two were so buddy-buddy already and its cuteness couldn't be described with words. Blame him for being so soft with these animals. Usha, satisfied with the nuzzle and cuddle, climbed into the driver's seat. "Oh, you want to work with us?" Tom-Tom said. "Yes, I do! I do! I would love to spend more time with Lady Bunny! I want to play more with her!" "Come on, let's go to the market to pick up some deliveries," Tom Tom said. He then also climbed inti the driver seat and Usha was sitting next to him.

She tells him about her impertinance and how he said that she 'needed to be taken down a peg or two. “Which is exactly what that man said when he got here.” Abby says. “Tommy isn't a man. Tommy is a brain dead, fucktard who thinks that he is God's gift to women, when in fact, he is the biggest scrourge on humanity. He is a joke. That smarmy bastard is dumb as a fence post, mean as a rattlesnake and he sucks. I can't fucking stand him.” Gabe's light skin is flushing red with anger as he speaks. “The bastard is lucky I didn't beat him to death. I would have too, if you hadn't-”

And Zee. It was wrong. It was wrong in all aspects. ----- Tabby

Time to make a run for it, before things got worse. “Daddy, did you hear me? I’m not mom. The storm was really raging on and I just needed a little comfort. But it's easing up now. So…" she trailed off, a hot blush creeping up her neck and settling in her cheeks as she tried explaining herself. "Naughty. Want to be daddy's girl tonight, Annie? Is your pussy getting wet for daddy's dick?" Tyrone played along. Tess gulped, frustrated with how reassuring those dirty words were.