Sounds So Sweet - Ticci Toby X Reader

Chapter 34 (female)

A/N : this is a lemon created for female 18+ readers, and I apologize if it isn't very sexy for u LMAO. enjoy :D THIS WAS LONGER THAN EXPECTED IM SO SORRY I GOT SO CARRIED AWAY

What were you doing, letting his hands graze up and down your figure like this. You hold yourself back from the urge to grind your hips against him, eager to keep the heat growing in your lower regions contained. Both of you continue to kiss, tongues intertwined in each other's mouths, taking turns in tasting every part of each other.

Your hand plays with his hair, pushing it away behind his ears to cup his cheek once more. His hands travel past your hips, resting on your thighs, but this wasn't enough for you. The burning and throbbing growing down below begged you for more, needing him for more than a kiss. Your better judgement, as inexistent as it was becoming, screamed to stop. He was, again, just a mental killer, keeping you here for safety you didn't need. Somehow, you didn't care. Is this what you wanted? To get so involved with a murderer that you can't leave? His touch, after all, seemed to beg you more to stay. What else could you do now?

All those thoughts wash away once his hands began resting on your waist. They massage into your wrist, and this was when you push him over and straddle him instead. You had kept yourself from touching him with your already needy area, but this plan was growing more difficult to handle after minutes of this kiss. Suddenly, you had probably the best but worst idea ever.

You arch your back, and bring both hands beside his head, resting on your forearms. As you break the kiss, you trail your lips down his neck, then back up to his ear. Once you've just barely hovered over his ear, you realize his hands now rested on your ass, and he gave one hand a tight squeeze against it. You gasp, and take this chance to nibble his earlobe. Toby's breath hitched, but his hands let up on your butt.

With only the quiet panting from both parties, you further your own exploration. Lips traveled down his neck again, stopping when you reach above his collarbone. This was where his lounge shirt collar began, stopping your fun. For a little bit. You glance up at Toby, and smirk, leaving his eyes to nibble and suck on that area.

Toby's one hand leaves, grazing up and below your shirt, resting on your waist. He's gripping with both hands, trying to get his own reaction out of you, but you hold persistent. You weren't going to let him feel that satisfaction after weeks of letting you suffer.

At this point, you've managed to plant a sweet mark on the area, so you break and sit up. Now that you've landed on him, you can feel how turned on both of you were. Toby looks up at you, slower pants escape from his slightly parted lips. Perfect.

You smirk, and lightly grind against him, watching him bite his lips as he ghosts your fluid hip movements. You had to admit, this felt so good, but you weren't about to let him know that.

"Holding it in won't get you anywhere," Toby grips your hips, and rolls you over to be on top, "I can tell how bad you want to moan and tell me how good it feels." he's up against your ear now, sending shivers down your spine.

He grinds into you, hands gripping your thighs as you slightly arch your back. You want more, but why?

It wasn't until now that you notice his eyes are practically burning through your breasts. Interesting. You grab his chin, and pull it down to your face, "Eyes up here, Tob." You wink, just barely hiding a moan while he sends a fake apologetic smile your way.

All the friction rubbing against you made it increasingly difficult to keep your facial expressions under control, and Toby seemed to notice this. He smirked, and stopped moving. He sits up and maintains eye contact as he pulls off his shirt, leaving you having to bite your lip when you finally see what's been under his clothes. Keep it together, you can't let him see you gawking over his immensely intoxicating body.