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(Yandere Ticci Toby x reader smut)
๐๐บ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ด๐ช๐ด: He watches you. You always feel his stare but attempt to ignore it. Sometimes he sits behind you, sometimes he sits next to you. He follows you home and watches you sleep. You finally confront him. It just gets worse from there.
First smut, kinda nervous... Lmk if y'all like it เฒฅ_เฒฅ , not proof read, if I did id chicken out of posting it, I apologize for errors ๐ฅน
Warnings: stalking, kidnapping, rough sex, p in v, cunnilingus, drugging, mentions of death
His eyes burrow into the back of your skull. Your hands shake as you keep trying to write on your stupid paper. You can't focus like this. No matter how many times you try to go to your professor or principle or just simply ANYONE for help with your little stalker behind you. It's always the same.
"Hes just sitting there, leave him alone."
"Hes always so quiet, how could he possibly be bothering you?"
What utter bullshit coming from their mouths. Hes not just watching. Hes following. You feel his eyes on you every night. You could look past it if he was simply staring at you during class.
Maybe even chalk it up to just him having a small crush on you. But ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด. This is no crush. This is a full on obsession. You always wonder if this dude even gets sleep at this point.
You huff, putting down your pencil and turning around in your seat, one leg on each side. You rest your arms on the top of the seat and look at him.
"Whats up dude? You need help or something?" He gives you a look of surprise. This is the first time you've talked to him. His heart begins to pick up speed. His breath picks up as his head snaps to the right, creating a loud painful sounds crack.
"I- um- you! I just- your!" He finally stops talking, attempting to just hold his head in place. Feeling embarrassed by his obvious nervousness. You don't care for his tics, he shouldn't feel embarrassed for that. He should feel embarrassed for his obvious stalking.
"You don't need to try to control your tics. I don't care." You eye his face, youve never truly looked at him closely. His lips look soft. His sharp features make him look really good and match him well. A large patch sits on his left cheek. You wonder why he wears that. You always have, he never takes it off.
"Y-you-re stari-ing..." He trys to avoid eye contact as he twitches.
"You stare too. It's only fair I can too. Is it uncomfortable?" You rest your head in your palm and eye him down. Hes cute, too bad hes a creep.
"No... Not u-ncom-fortable." His face shows an obvious pink color.
"(Y/n)! Leave him alone!" Your professor screams from across the lecture Hall.
"We're just talking sir!" You try to argue.
"(Y/n)!" He slams his hand down and you huff. Taking one last glance at Toby before turning around. He looked... Distressed...?
It's finally time to go home. You pack your things up as fast as you can. Quickly heading out the building and speeding home. Halfway there, you hear a loud crack directly behind you. You snap your head to the right and see Toby from the corner of your eye.
You slowly spin around to face him.
"Toby?" You frown at him. He stands there, biting his lip and breathing heavily.
"You- you fin-finally talked to m-e... "
"I thought ive talked to you before...?" You raise your eyebrow, feeling unsure with your memory.
"No.. Alw-always there. Just looking p-pretty."
"Pretty?" You raise your eyebrow.
"Pretty." The way he says it unsettles you. You wish you could feel flattered by it, but that's definitely not possible in this situation.
"Uh... Thanks Toby. I'm gonna head home now. Have a nice day." You turn away from him immediately and begin walking. Footsteps continue following behind you. You clench your fist on frustration, taking a deep breath in, attempting to stay calm. You finally sigh before turning back around.
"C-can I c-ome with you?" A deep frown drags across your face.
"Why." Your word comes out harsher than you meant it too. Sounding more like a statement than a question.
"I... I just want to." You grit your teeth. Hes gonna follow you home no matter what you say. It's best you can keep an eye on him rather than him lurking from the shadows.
"Fine..." You twist back around once more, hopefully for the final time. He runs to be beside you, constantly twitching in what you think may be because hes overwhelmingly excited. You roll your eyes and walk faster, wanting to just get home already. After a few minutes, you finally reach your front door, unlocking it and letting him in.
"Shoes to the left, not allowed to have shoes in the house. You have to leave by 8:00, you know my parents won't appreciate you over." You glare at him, making it clear you know hes been following you home regularly. A wide smile appears on his face before he immediately goes to take off his shoes. He doesn't seem to care that you know, if anything it looks like it makes him even more excited. You take your shoes off too and head to your room. Toby following behind you.
"Who said you could come into my room?" You don't even turn around to fully acknowledge him, just opening your door and stopping in front of your TV to turn on a show.
"I'll be guh-good I promise!" He whistles loudly and smiles. You side eye him. At least he sounds good begging. You sigh and motion for him to come in, he sits at the end of your bed, staring at you. You finally put on your favorite show and sit at the top of your bed.
You keep your eyes glued on the TV but ultimately they drift to Toby. You can tell he's inching towards you.
"Youre pushing it Toby." He freezes before finally accepting this distance. Finally, a peaceful silence fills the air.
Months pass slowly, he comes over everyday. Leaves on schedule. Sometimes you talk, sometimes it's a peaceful silence. You aren't as disdainful of him anymore, you moreso feel positive now, maybe even feel some type of romantic affection towards him, youre on the fence though about admitting you may have feelings for the man who used to stalk you. Though you can say, It's nice to have him over on days you feel lonely.
It's an oddly comforting presence. Through the months, hes slowly gotten closer to you, on the 4th month, he finally touched your hand, you felt weird allowing it, but you did nonetheless. On the 6th month he laid his head on your shoulder, leaning into you. It felt like he was about to jump your bones, youre surprised he didn't. On the 7th month, today. He finally built up to being able to lay on your chest.
His arms wrapped around your waist and his head buried in between your breasts. You can tell he's not even watching the shower anymore, he's more focused on the feeling of your breasts. You can feel your face heating up. You wrap your arms around his head and squeeze him to make sure he can't look up at you and see how embarrassed you are. You suddenly feel his hands move from behind your back to your waist.
He wants to see how far you'll let him go. Wants to see if you're finally truly ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด. Of course if you say stop then he will but God is he hoping you don't. His hands move underneath your breasts.
"Can I?" You unwrap your arms from his head and he looks up at you, you slowly nod, feeling unsure and extremely flustered. He reaches behind you again, unhooking your bra and cupping your breasts in his hands.
"Soft as hell h-holyy shit." He breathes in heavily, his thumb rubs gently over your hard nipple causing you to twitch. He lifts your shirt out the way and latches his mouth onto your nipple, flicking his tongue and sucking on it. You let out a loud whimper before covering your mouth, muffling your quiet moans.
"Dont cover your m-mouth." He pins your hand above your head. He leans down, capturing your lips in a gentle kiss. You return it, moving your lips against his before sliding your tongue against his bottom lip. He parts his lips slightly allowing you to slide your tongue inside his mouth. Your tongues slide against each other and Toby let's out a small moan.
He grinds his bulge against your knee, letting you feel how hard he is. He slides his free hand down your stomach before stopping at your waist band, asking for permission. You nod against his lips, a hot feeling building up in you. His hand slips into your pants and past your panties. Two fingers begin to circle your clit before moving down to enter your pussy.
Slowly sliding inside, his thumb moves to stimulate your clit as he pumps his fingers inside of you, curling them at the perfect spot. A loud moan escapes you.
"P-please~, more! F-eels so good!" You let out a whiny moan against his lips, grinding up against his hand. He pulls his fingers out of you, pulling away from the kiss and licking his fingers clean of your juices. Letting out a breathy moan.
"Tastes so good~" he moves down, inching off your panties and pants slowly, staring into your eyes. He throws your pants to the side, throwing your legs over his shoulders burying his face in your pussy. Thrusting his tongue into you wildly while using his thumb to circle your clit.
"T-toby!" You run your fingers through his hair before gripping on and grinding up onto his tongue.
"I'm c-close! Please don't stop! S-so good~ youre doing so good baby~" you let out loud breathy moans as you feel your feel your stomach begin to clench.
"I-im gonna- toby!" You squeeze your thighs around his head as you orgasm, he continues tongue fucking you through your orgasm, gripping onto your thighs and moaning as he slurps up your juices. He slowly pulls away, wanting to continue. His need to feel you is increasing though, he doesn't know if he can hold out any longer. You breathe heavily, gently stroking his head.
"I need you." His voice comes out whiny and needy as his hand moves to palm at his bulge. "Please buh-baby?" You nod silently, unable to let your words out without stuttering in nervousness. He takes his shirt off throwing it to the floor. His body is lean, not muscly but not skinny. You didn't ever think he'd look this good but ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ does seeing him make you feel even more horny than before.
He unbuttons his pants, letting them fall to his knees, reaching into his boxers and pulling out his leaking cock. It's ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ, not too long but definitely long enough to leave you feeling slightly afraid. His tip is slightly pink, his cock curves slightly to the left, a thickness youre sure will feel like its splitting you apart when he first enters.
"It's okay. I-ill be gentle. Ill go as s-sslow as you need." He gives you a wonky smile, clearly feeling nervous himself. He lines himself up with your pussy before slowly beginning to push in. You grip onto his shoulders and bite your lip, whimpering loudly.
"Fuuuuck! Tight~ y-you-" he cuts himself off, pushing deeper and letting out breathy loud moans. He finally bottoms out, sitting still as he waits for you to be ready. You wrap your arms around his shoulders and pull him closer, hugging him tightly before finally grinding up onto his cock.
"Shit~ youre so deep Toby~ feels so nice~" he smiles down at you before beginning to thrust into you. Pulling out until just the tip is in then thrusting back in gently.
"Harder~ please~!" You look up at him needily, tears brimming in your eyes. He quickly throws your legs over his shoulders, pressing your legs to your chest and forcing his cock deeper.
"Ah-hah! Toby! Fuck! T-too deep!"
"You ca-can take it baby. Itll feel gooood, I promise." He begins rocking back and forth slowly, speeding up gradually and you moan louder and louder at his rough thrusts, tears running down your face. His cock is hitting just the right place. The tip of his cock kissing your cervix with every thrust. Rubbing against a spot that almost makes you scream in pleasure.
"Been waiting s-so l-ong for this! Be-en watching you b-baby! Imagining this~ you squ-squeeze me just h-ow i-i imagined! Taste just how I imagined! So perfeeeeect! Nghnnn~" drool drips down the side of his mouth as he looks at you lustfully. He tries to fuck you deeper. Harder. Wanting to make sure youre feeling just as much pleasure as he's feeling. Your hands clench at your bed sheets at the overwhelming pleasure. He looks down at where his cock connects with your pussy, a white ring of both your precums forming around the base of his cock.
"M'go- mmm- s- hah!" you attempt to form words but all that comes out is jumbled syllables in between moans. He feels your pussy clench around his cock as an orgasm quickly rips through you. He fucks you roughly through your orgasm, helping you ride it out. Fucking you into overstimulation as he tries to reach his own.
"Too much! S'too muuuch!"
"I-im almost there baby! Yo-you feel so good!" His hips begin to stutter as his orgasm hits him hard. Squirting inside of you and filling you with his seed. He presses into you, gripping onto your thighs and whimpering loudly as he shakes and twitches. He stills inside of you and begins to relax and catch his breath. He let's your legs fall off his shoulders and to his side, wrapping his arms around your waist and flipping onto his back with you on top of him.
You slowly lift off of him, both of you whimpering at the loss of that wonderful feeling. You fall next to him and cuddle into his side, feeling tired, sweaty and worn out.
"You tired?" You nod weakly and let out a low hum.
"You?" He shakes his head at your question.
"Not really, I don't m-mind taking a nap though." He grabs your comforter and pulls it over you both, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you tightly into his chest. You bury your face into the crook of his neck, closing your eyes and falling asleep in the blink of an eye. Toby following you soon after. Something you both forgot to remember, was that Toby needed to leave soon. It's too late now though.
"(Y/n)! Honey! Were home!" A knock comes at your door before slowly opening it. You lift yourself onto your arms quickly, looking at her with a face of pure fear.
"Who is this boy in my home!" She stomps into your room.
"Mom- it's not what it looks like I swear!" Toby finally wakes up as he hears your panicked yelling. He sits up on his elbows and looks at your mom with an unbothered look.
"Who is he (y/n)!" You look at Toby, unsure how to answer that question.
"Uh-uh... Hes my friend???"
"Youre even questioning yourself! For gods sake get your ass downstairs, we need to have a talk." Your mom leaves your room, rubbing her temple and scrunching her face in frustration. Youre happy you still had a shirt on and a comforter covering both your lower halves, but with Toby shirtless and the way you were cuddling, it was clear ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ happened.
"Friend...?" Your eyes snap to Toby.
"I don't know Toby. Were clearly more than friends but I have no idea what to name it." You flop back onto the bed and curl into yourself.
"A cuh-couple maybe...?" His shoulder snaps up, creating a loud, uncomfortable sounding crack.
"Ya... I guess... We'll have to talk about this later Toby I'm sorry. My mom is pissed." You get up and begin dressing back into the clothes scattered on the ground. He gets up alongside you, simply adjusting his pants back onto his waist and tucking himself back into his underwear.
"Wait here Toby, please?" You turn towards him. He nods, looking sad but understanding. You quickly head downstairs and meet your mom in the kitchen, your father stands in the corner next to your mother, looking disappointed.
"Shut up." Your mom cuts you off.
"Youre not allowed to see that boy anymore. We will be installing cameras around the house and the outside in a week." Your dad speaks, glaring at you.
"You- you can't just control who I see! I'm 19! I'm a grown woman!" You grimace at them, anger rising up in your body.
"As long as you live under this roof then you will do as we say." Your father puts his foot down.
"Thats just- thats just bullshit!" Tears well into your eyes.
"We will not discuss this anymore. Tell him to leave. Now." Your mother flicks her hand, motioning for you to go away.
"Fuck you guys." You rush to your room, slamming it shut and throwing yourself into Toby's arms. He gently pats your head.
"We-well figure som-something out. Itll be okay." You try to stay hopeful, nodding silently into his arms.
"Ill see you tomorrow at school Toby." A deep frown is still etched into your face.
"I love you." You freeze. Caught off guard. You didn't expect him to say it so soon. You should have though. You don't know if what you feel for him is love still, you can tell you like him though. You like him a lot...
"I- I love you too..." He places a gentle kiss on your lips, cupping your cheek into his hand before finally pulling away and leaving.
Six days have passed since your parents said they'd be putting up cameras, this is the last night you'll be seeing Toby. Likely for a while. It makes you feel distressed. Angry. Sad. So many emotions at once it's hard to keep up with them. Your arms are squeezing around Toby as you glare at thin air. Hes patting your head in an attempt to comfort you, even though he knows it sadly isn't helping.
"Baby." He calls, looking down at you. You finally stop glaring at air, your face softening as you look at him.
"Stop be-ing mad. Itll all be ok."
"How do you know?" You furrow your brows.
"I... I just do." He pulls you into a passionate kiss. Distracting you from him slowly reaching into his pocket and pulling out a syringe filled with an unknown liquid. You feel a sudden prick in your neck and a flood of liquid.
"Ah- ow! Toby! What did you do!" You flinch back, pulling away from him.
"I t-told you. It w-w-will all be fine." A dark smile stretches across his face. He begins to chew on his bottom lip, small amounts of blood leaking from cuts he forms himself. Your breathing gets heavier as your vision begins to fade away. Your limbs giving out and you falling onto your side. He lifts you into his arms as you finally give way to a deep sleep.
You force your eyes open, a heavy feeling rests on your entire body. You want to go back to sleep so badly but you know that you're in a dangerous situation. The pressure on your wrists and ankles tells the story of what happened. This bastard drugged and kidnapped you. Thankfully he left enough slack for you to be able to move a bit and change positions.
You drag yourself into a sitting position and smack yourself across your cheek. Attempting to wake yourself up more. A soft knock comes at the door. Toby enters looking as shy as ever. Holding a tray of your favorite food and a glass of water.
"Toby. Where am i?" You frown and lean your head back against the headboard.
"I... I brought yuh-you to my cabin." He smiles, setting the food at the end of the bed.
"We could have figured something out other than ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด bullshit. We had other options." You motion to the chains confining you to the bed and glare at him.
"No... I fuh-finally have you. I can't take the chance of losing you." He crawls onto the bed beside you, laying himself on your chest wrapping his arms around your waist tightly.
"My parents will look for me." You don't bother fighting him off, your feelings are incredibly conflicted right now. You still like him but you're so pissed you want to hate him. You were stupid for letting him in. Stupid for letting him get close. Stupid for trusting him even after you knew he stalked you.
You wanna hug him but you wanna push him away at the same time.
"No. They won't. They th-think you ran away. It's alrea-dy handled." Your breath hitches in your chest.
"... I hate you." He stiffens against you. He sits up, throwing his leg over your waist and straddling you. His hands move to cup your face roughly, forcing you to look at him.
"N-no. You said you luh-love me. Just days ago." You avoid his eye contact as tears well up in your eyes.
"Exactly." He runs his fingers through your hair in a poor attempt to comfort you. He wishes he didn't have to lie to you. He knows you'd freak out if he told you your parents were dead. That you'd never forgive him if he told you their bodies were rotting at the bottom of a river as we speak. The things love can make you do.
He doesn't mind though. It's all worth it. For you.
