Ticci Toby x Reader LEMON

When Every Man Gets Bored...

Toby was bored.

You were bored.

You wanted to see his playroom, but he said no.

He wanted to fuck, but you were tired from yesterday.

He admitted he was, too.

So, you and Toby were laying in bed, watching The Amazing World of Gumball. And it was a rerun.

"Toby?" You asked. Toby sighed. "I'm bored..." You whined. Toby sighed. "Me, too." He said. You got an idea and scooted closer to him. Toby wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer.

"You're fun, Toby." You said.

"You want to see the playroom, don't you?" Toby asked you. 'Dammit...' you thought.

"C'mon, Toby! I just want to take a quick peek!" You whined.

"Okay." Toby said. You groaned.

"Please! I won't... wait. You said yes?" You asked him. Toby nodded. You smiled widely. You got up and walked over to the closet door that Toby would constantly go into at night.

You always wondered why...

You grabbed the golden doorknob and turned it.

Locked.

"Toby, where's the key?" You asked as you turned around. Toby had the key in his hands, holding it up.

Then, he stuffed it in his boxers.

"Come and get it yourself." He says with a sexy smirk. You sighed and walked over to him. "Just give me the key, Toby." You said. Toby chuckled. "I'm the only one who gives orders. And I demand you to get it." He said. You groaned.

You reached towards his boxers, but quickly yanked your hand back.

He had an erection and he was playing games with you.

"C'mon, I don't bite. Not too much, anyways..." Toby said. You sighed as you, unaware of what he was going to do next, reached into his boxers. You didn't feel the key.

"Toby, do you know where the key is? On the left, right?" You asked. Toby chuckled. "You'll just have to dig around and you'll find it eventually." He said. You sighed as you began to search around, not meaning to keep rubbing against his now throbbing member. Toby let out a quiet groan as he reached up to scratch his nose.

You growled. "Toby, the key isn't in there." You says as you took your hand out. Toby opened his mouth. The shine of gold made your jaw drop. "How... but you put it in your... wha?" You babbled. Toby moved his tongue foward, making the wet key fall onto his chest. "Come here." He said, patting the spot next to him.

You couldn't say no...

You climbed over get to get to the other side, laying where he told you to. "You can't go in there without passing a test." Toby said, turning his body to face you. "What do you mean?" You asked him, turning your head towards him. Toby sighed. "It's to see how well you can handle me. I'm mostly a sadist because, y'know... wanted for hundreds of murders." He said.

You were still curious. "What sort of test?" You asked. Toby sat up. "Strip and bend over onto the bed." He demanded. You got up off of the bed and slowly pulled your panties down.

You felt awkward because Toby was staring at your every move.

Once you got your underwear off, since your bra was already off when you woke up, you bent over, your stomach pressed against the bed. The bed shifted, indicating that Toby had gotten up. You heard a drawer open and the jingle of...

A belt.

This had gotten scary quickly.

You freaked out when you felt Toby's presence behind you. "I'm only going to hit you with the belt three times. If it hurts too much, just say 'red' or 'stop'." Toby said. You took a deep breath and nodded.

Suddenly, you heard the crackle of the belt hitting your skin. Followed by the sting of the leather. You let out a surprised and painful yelp, but the pain soon got worse when Toby whipped you with the belt again. This time a bit harder. You buried your head in the sheets before letting out a small scream.

It felt like fire.

Toby hit you one last time, but it was weaker than the other two. You heard the belt drop to the floor. Toby then pressed himself against your backside, his erection against your entrance. You had to admit, the whipping wasn't even that bad, considering he got soft the last lash.

Toby kissed the back of your neck as he slammed into you. You moaned in pleasure. "I'm surprised... you didn't... cry the... first time I... hit you... with the belt." Toby said, pausing between his words every time he slammed into you. You screamed in pleasure when he hit your very special spot, pleasure shooting through you like lightening bolts.

Toby quickened his pace, pounding against that spot to purposely overpower you. Every time he hit that spot, the knot in your stomach grew tighter and you kept melting, getting tired.

But you wanted this to last forever.

Toby began to get sloppy, telling you that the fun was coming to an end. But you knew you were close. Toby bent down to put his mouth against your ear. "I know you're close... let go on my count. Don't ask." Toby said.

Your cue to release was delayed.

"One..." Toby grunted.

You grabbed the sheets and bit down on them, holding back. It sounded like Toby was holding back too, but his quiet grunts were blocked out by your screaming and moaning, his groaning, and the slapping of skin echoing through the room.

"T-two..." Toby said.

You curled your toes. It was getting more difficult to hold back. Toby pulled out.

"Thr-" You interrupted Toby by screaming as the tight knot in your stomach unraveled. Toby quickly followed you, groaning loudly, grunting your name.

You moaned out his name as you let go of the sheets, now wrinkled because of how hard you were gripping them. Toby crawled onto the bed and collapsed, his chest rising and falling.

You slowly crawled up to him and laid your head on his stomach. You were breathing heavily, your hair rising and falling as Toby's chest did the same.

Then, Toby started to pet you.

And it felt good.