𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝.

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞

It was the day before the rodeo, and Toby had decided he was going to give Holly a tour of the station.

 First he decided to show her the cows. Holly didn't know much about cows and how to take care of them, but she loved how brown they were. Almost instantly, she remembered some photos of shampooed cows Tianah had sent her a few weeks prior, and she suggested to Toby that he should do that. Toby took one look at her and burst into a fit of laughter. "As fucking if! I don't need "aesthetically pleasing" cows, Holly! That doesn't even make sense." Holly smirked before making a snide comment."Okay but like... you shampoo your hair." She stood there in silence, waiting for him to catch on. Toby rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Oh shut up, you're the one who hogs all the oranges, so if anything, you're the cow." Holly rolled her eyes, sassily flipping her hair. "You're just mad that I'm living the skinny legend lifestyle and you're not." Toby scoffed as he ran his fingers through his flowy, ironically recently shampooed hair. The wind sent a breeze directly through Toby's hair, directing the scent of his coconut shampoo and conditioner towards Holly. The scent overwhelmed her, sending her into a spiral of thoughts she didn't want. Not right now at least. Holly laughed it off, trying to disguise her discomfort. Thankfully Toby didn't notice, as he was too busy going on a tangent about how stupid the shampoo cow idea was. 

After around an hour or so, Holly was starting to vocalise her desire to return to the station. "Seriously Toby, if my skincare isn't done by the time we go to sleep tonight, my face will be an absolute disaster!" Toby smirked. "Oh! So you'd look exactly the same as you do today then?" Holly shot him an accusatory look. Toby sighed before giving in. "Fine, come on then you little fucking princess." 

Even though it was an insult, hearing Toby call her a princess really did a number on her. 

~time skip a few hours~

Holly was walking around the home in a long, oversized white tshirt and a pair of shorts that were disguised by the shirt. Toby was sitting on the couch, watching the latest episode of Farmer Wants A Wife, much to Holly's dismay. Holly decided she wanted to be fully prepared for the up and coming rodeo the next day, so she went into her room to pick out a nice little outfit. Since it was a rodeo, she decided she wanted to dress like a country girl. She pulled out a long, white overlapping skirt with tethers alongside a red and black flannel shirt tied into a knot. She then pulled out a nice pair combat boots with a slight heel. She laid the outfit out on her bed, admiring it from afar. It was missing something. Holly just knew that Toby would have something in his room. She snuck across the hall, and quietly slipped into his room. 

She opened Toby's wardrobe, and looked on the top shelf. Perfect. She thought. On the top shelf next to a bunch of neatly folded clothes lay a cowboy hat. It would be perfect for her outfit and for comedic relief. She snatched the hat, placing it atop her head and ran into the lounge room where Toby was.

"YEEHAWWWWWWW! I WANNA BE A COWBOY BABY!!" She boasted, galloping around the living area as if she was riding a horse. Toby rolled his eyes. "What the actual fuck are you doing with my hat, dumbass?" Toby questioned, gesturing to her head. Holly's eyes widened as a big teeth grin made its way across her face. "I'm being a cowgirl duh! Obviously you aren't down with the country lifestyle. I'm so disappointed in you bitchboy!" Holly pouted, pretending to wipe away a tear from her eye. 

Toby stood up and slowly walked over to her. Holly always forgot just how tall he was, and never actually remembered until he towered over her like he was doing at that moment. He lowered his tone as Holly started to step backwards. "Who said you could go into my room, hmm?" He interrogated. Holly fell into complete silence, a slight fear present in her eye. She didn't know why, but she liked it. Within seconds, she had herself backed up into a corner. Toby raised his left arm, putting it up against the wall. Now he was really in charge of the situation. He looked down, staring daggers into Holly's eyes. "Answer me. Now." He demanded, not breaking contact. 

In this moment, Holly felt the same way she did when she and Toby had that play fight. She stood still, thinking of what to say. "What's it to you, bitchboy?" Holly joked, giving him a bratty look before quickly looking down. He did not look happy. Toby lifted his right hand, grabbing her chin, forcing her to look at him again. "What did you just call me?" He questioned, his face presenting as solemn, yet demanding. If he wasn't in charge before, he definitely was now.Holly stuttered. "U-uh, nothing." She defended, unable to divert her eyes from his. The both of them went silent.

Toby leaned in slowly, analysing her features as he caressed her cheek. Within seconds, his lips met hers. It was slow and gentle at first, but it soon turned into something a little rougher. Toby removed his hand for the wall, cupping her face with both hands as he kissed her. Eventually. he moved his right hand from her face and placed it behind her neck, running his fingers through her hair so he get a good grip. Toby let out a slight moan every now and then, making Holly feel accomplished. He tugged on her hair, forcing her to look upwards at his command. He lowered his head, his lips exploring her neck area, leaving marks along the way. Holly moaned softly, causing Toby to get a little more invested in what he was doing. His left hand wandered down to her chest area as he attempted to caress her tits. Much to his dismay, he couldn't as there was a bra in the way. Toby pulled his head back up and refocused his attention onto Holly. "Take it off. Now." He ordered as he helped her remove the shirt from her body. As the shirt rose above Holly's head, it was quickly discarded to the floor. Toby stood still, staring at her chest. He placed his hands on the cups of the lacy, lilac bra before making a sly remark. "Hmm. Now where have I seen this before?" He teased, running his fingers along the intricate designs. 

Toby reached behind her, unclipping the bra in an instant. The bra quickly fell to the ground, revealing her tits. Toby's hands admired them. He started leaving kisses from her neck and trailed down to her tits, marking them as he did before. Holly ran her hands through his hair, the cocounutty scent still very prominent. If his lips were paying more attention to one at a time, he made up for it by using his hand on the other.

Toby struggled to pull himself away from her, but he managed to do so. He picked Holly up and quite literally threw her onto the couch. He positioned himself so that she was beneath him as he kissed her yet again. He moved one of his legs down between her legs, rubbing it up against her. Holly started to moan softly, but she had slightly increased her volume. Toby noticed this and decided to move his leg a little faster. He stopped for a second so he could look into her eyes. "You are so fucking pathetic you know that?" He groaned. "I'm barely even touching it and you're already getting louder." Holly's face turned red. Why did she like it when he spoke to her like that?  

Whilst they were kissing, Holly could feel Toby become more and more 'excited' with every minute that passed. Toby could tell that Holly noticed this, so he looked at her with siren eyes. "How about we have some real fun now, hmm?" He asked, hastily removing his t-shirt.