Chapter 9 - Y/N

"What the hell was... that?", I said, rubbing my stomach and dropping down onto the floor.

"That is an actual m-monster. It doesn't really have a n-name, people have written legends a-about it, calling it 'the Rake'", he said, while panting, -"and I was n-not in the mood to f-fight it", he then added quite matter-of-factly.

He extended his hand to help me up from the floor. Grabbing it, he lifted me up a bit too strongly, making me bump my face into him.

"Sorry", I said, looking up at him and blushing, -"and thank you, for protecting me".

He didn't say a word, his eyes were piercing through me. I saw him gulp, and I noticed he was starting to blush as well. 'At least I'm not the only one'.

"Y/N... C-can I kiss you?", he said, almost whispering and a bit too abruptly. His voice was low, almost like he was being careful not to make me run away. -"I've been t-thinking about that all d-day, especially w-when you were t-teasing in the coffee shop".

It was sweet that he was asking for my permission first, and with that voice of his it gave me goosebumps. I couldn't lie, I had been thinking about that too, but I hadn't allowed myself yet to give in to those fantasies.

Here was a professional, immortal murderer, who could snap me in half if he wanted to, and all I could think about was, well, him almost breaking me in half. And I was going to give in, give in to the darkness of his embrace and my fantasies and the consequences that this would bring. It didn't scare me, but instead excited me.

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I finally nodded, closing the space between us.

His lips were soft, and the kiss was slow at first, like he was giving me space to stop if I wanted to. But I didn't want it to stop, instead I stepped a little bit closer, deepening the kiss.

"If... y-you want to... s-stop," he said, in between our kisses and walking over further inside the cabin, -"say 'red', o-ok?"

"You're giving me a safeword, Toby?", I replied, taking a small break from our kiss and catching my breath, -"are you going to hurt me?", I said with playful amusement.

"You're gonna beg me t-to hurt you, love", he said. His eyes were a darker shade of brown, his face looked almost hungry.

I didn't have a chance to reply. Grabbing me by the waist and the back of my neck, he pressed me against the living room wall. His voice and his words were enough to arouse me, but this new found dominant side of Toby was making me want him even more.

His tongue slipped inside my mouth, and I gladly welcomed it, happy to taste more of him. I couldn't help the small moan that escaped me, making me feel a bit embarrassed. In response, his hand squeezed my waist before trailing down my butt.

I started removing his jacket and his hoodie, leaving him with his shirt. Toby's arm muscles were tensed, making the veins on his arms more noticeable. 'Fuck it, I'm done for anyway', I said to myself, still trying to convince myself that this wasn't me, it was only the circumstances that led me to give into this sort of insane fantasy. I trailed down my fingers on his arms, feeling his scars and teasing him with my soft touch.

His kisses moved to my jaw line and down my neck, his hand starting down to my thigh and I giddily responded by lifting my leg and placing it around him. His erection was already noticeable, and I felt it pressing against me, making me feel somewhat proud of myself.

Still kissing my neck, he suddenly bit me, hard, making me squirm in pain. His strong grab kept me in place. It was definitely going to leave a mark, but that only excited me more. 'Toby's mark on me...'

"What's your s-safeword, love?", Toby said, his hot breath on my ear.

"Red", I said, almost out of breath.

"Good girl"

He kept kissing my neck, marking me for everyone to know I was his. His hand was moving up to the hem of my hoodie, as he looked up at me.

"Do you w-want to continue, Y/N?"

"Yes, please", I couldn't believe my own neediness.

Without another word he started to undress me, throwing my hoodie and my bra somewhere I didn't care to check. His lips moved down to my breasts, as his tongue started licking at my nipples. Occasionally nipping at them, making me moan. It was painful, but the pain felt so good.

Toby's hand trailed down my side, brushing my skin, moving towards the hem of my jeans to unbutton them.

After taking them off with one hand, his other hand moved from my breasts, down to my abdomen and stopped over the fabric of my underwear. Toby started rubbing me with his thumb over the fabric, which was starting to get wet from my arousal. The warmth feeling growing in my abdomen.

I started tugging at Toby's shirt, trying to undress him further. He gladly complied and helped me remove his shirt and jeans, his erection fully visible under his boxers. I didn't even care to hide my stare.

Toby chuckled, going down to his knees. Almost snatching away my underwear, I felt his tongue licking at my clit, slowly at first and soon picking up pace. I was a moaning mess, begging for more, tugging at his soft brown hair. Without warning, he inserted two of his fingers inside of me, fingering me.

"Toby, I-"

He stopped, and looked up at me with an evil grin. "Not y-yet", he simply said before standing up, taking me towards the bedroom.

"Toby please, please.", I was almost pleading him to fuck me.

"Kneel", he said, still wearing that evil grin and looking down on me.

I obliged, excited to taste him. His breathing hitched as I licked him and took him in my mouth. After a couple of minutes, he picked me up once again. Throwing me over the bed, he crawled over me resting his elbows at each side of my head.

I felt his tip rub over my center, making me arch against him aching for what I knew was coming next.

"Toby, fuck-"

His thrusts were hard, making me scream out his name and cumming all over him shortly after. He fucked me senseless, my legs giving out shaking.

After a while he came, and panting dropped down beside me on the bed. Catching his breath he looked at me, smiling a toothy smile.

"Y-you know, I thought w-we were just going to k-kiss", he said laughing.

"Oh shut up", I replied, laughing as well and playfully punching him on the shoulder.

He turned to his side, still a bit out of breath, pulling me closer to him. His hand was resting over my waist, stroking softly over my skin.

I don't think I had ever felt so good in my life after sex. It's not that I had bad sex before, it's just that usually guys didn't stay long enough to cuddle afterwards. Toby was different. I could feel his marks on my neck, still sensitive, my legs were still shaking and I felt exhausted, but happy.

I felt so relaxed that sleep came over me, and I fell asleep with the warm feeling of Toby's breath on my neck.

---- A/N ----

I'm sorry if the last two chapters were a bit boring... And writing this one was so awkward haha. I still did my best, and tried to keep it short and not so graphic, so the Wattpad overlords don't take it down or something. I apologize if it felt rushed in some places, hope you liked it though. 

A couple of notes:

1. The song is about murdering someone, just in case you didn't know. But I figured if you take it out of context it was kinda fitting for the situation (Y/N having sex with a literal murderer).

2. Please for the love that is holy, always ask for consent (it needs to be an enthusiastic yes!) and use protection.

I promise I will drive the plot a bit faster in next chapters.