Hoodie and Toby have gotten really close. To the point where hoodie no longer feels like he's in a trapped relationship. But now feels like he's in the best.
They were cuddling on the couch when masky walked in. Its gotten to the point where hoodie wears his hood down and masky doesn't wear his mask. Inside, that is..
He spotted them and made a face in disgust.
"What, are you jealous Masky?" Hoodie teased as Toby gently kissed his neck. Masky rolled his eyes.
"You two are fucking disgusting." Masky joked. Hoodie laughed. Toby looked up at masky with a slight grin. Masky didn't catch his gaze and walked out.
"Where's Ben?" Toby asked.
"Somewhere. Not here, though. Why?" Hoodie answered.
"Just wondering." Toby smiled, "I gotta take a shit." Hoodie softly hit him on his chest.
"Nasty."
"Damn right."
Toby got up and kissed hoodie before walking upstairs. He gently knocked on Masky's door. Masky called for him to enter and he did so.
"We're disgusting?" Toby side smiled. Masky rolled his eyes.
"I was joking."
"So was I." Toby was sitting now. A little too close for comfort.
"Hey, back up, Jack." Masky snapped.
"I'm not jack. I'm Toby."
"I know, jackass."
Toby chuckled, slightly running his eyes over masky's body. Masky didn't catch his gaze, once again, he was too distracted by his Xbox.
"Why don't you have a shirt on?" Toby asked, scooting unnoticeably closer.
"Its hot in here."
"I'm sorry, I'll leave."
"You wish."
Toby chuckled.
"Everything is just so fucking funny." Masky chuckled still not even turning to look at toby.
"Can I play?" Toby asked, again scooting closer without masky noticing.
"Sure. Here." Masky agreed handing over a controller. He watched almost lustfully as toby removed his large brown T-shirt. He noticed masky's stare and grinned.
"I felt overdressed." He shrugged. Masky rolled his eyes and they began playing.
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"Isn't hoodie gonna wonder where you are?" Masky brought up. Toby had completely forgotten about hoodie. He cursed under his breathe before exiting quickly. He got to the bottom of the stairs just in time to see hoodie open the front door.
"Hoodie! Where are you going?" Toby asked, walking up to him.
"I gotta go get my kills." Hoodie informed, "go back and play the game with masky."
"Wait, how did--"
"I heard you guys. You apparently suck." Hoodie laughed. Toby laughed with him. Hoodie kissed Toby's cheek. He stared at toby for a while before kissing him on the lips passionately, leaving Toby star struck. Hoodie threw his hood on and jogged out the door.
Toby stood there for a while before treading back up to masky's room.
"There you are. Hurry up, I'm ready for the next round." Masky said.
"That's what she said." Toby smirked.
"Shut up."
"Make me."
Masky rolled his eyes. Toby sat down and they started playing.
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Eventually, Toby and masky changed games. This game was more of like a story, but at the same time like a fighter game.
Halfway in, Toby for frisky. He peeked over at masky's controller, then quickly tried to knock it out of his hands. Sadly, he failed.
"Stop." Masky whined with a smirk. They went back to playing. A few seconds later, Toby tried again. Once again, he failed.
"Stooopp!" Masky whined smiling again. Toby bit his lip and chuckled. They kept playing. Masky watched Toby out the corner of his eye, still biting his lip in concentration.
Then he tried again, finally knocking the controller out his hand, causing his character to die. Masky cringed in anger and talked Toby off the bed.
The wrestled back and forth, knocking their bodies around on the floor. They squealed and laughed and playfully growled like animals. Smiles stained their faces the whole time.
Then they froze. With masky laying flat on Toby's nude chest. Their smiles had faded and they were staring deep into each others eyes.
Soon their lips smashed together in a ever so passionate kiss. The gentle kiss soon turned to a rough make out session.
How that night ended....you can guess...
