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Brat!Toby x SFR

REQUESTED: YES

3rd Person's POV
"Seriously Toby?! What the fuck?!" A frustrated (Y/N) screamed at a nonchalant Toby standing beside a broken vase.

For the past week, Toby had been acting like a spoilt child who didn't get what they wanted and it was driving (Y/N) insane.

Toby shrugged, kicking the pieces slightly.
"Are you out of your bloody mind?! Why did you break that vase?!"
"B-because I *tick* can!" He retorted. (Y/N) had had enough, using her powers to lift Toby and pin him to the wall. He gulped, starting to feel like this was a bad idea. You chuckled, "I know why you're being a brat...is it because I didn't let you dominate me? Not like you can anyways" you taunted.

It's true, Toby once asked, well more like demanded to take the dominate in the relationship because Jeff teased him when he found out he was a sub.
Of course, our sweet, childish CP had no problem being a sub until the bad advice and teasing came in.

Well... guess who's in for a punishment~

-TIMESKIP-
Toby screamed behind the gag as he was getting rammed with the fuck machine set on high. He had had three, maybe four dry orgasms because of the stupid cock ring.
(Y/N) came to her trembling sub, smiling sadistically at his ruined state. She took off the gag, watching the spit trail with it.

2nd Person's POV
"You know I hate punishing you but you've been a fucking brat, so you get what you deserve~"
"Aah~ p-please *tick* I'm s- *tick* sorry! Mmh~"
"I don't think you've learnt your lesson, that vase cost $100. Maybe I should leave you here to have 100 more ruined orgasms~" you laughed.
Toby shook his head, scared you'd actually do it, you're insane.
"P-please! Ah~"
"I'll be nice" you removed the ring from your baby's aching cock but turned the machine to the max.
"No! Gah!~" He screamed as he instantly came, having his prostate rammed head on.
"I'll see you in a bit~" you taunted, leaving.

After what seemed like hours, Toby was on the verge of passing out when you turned off the machine. He collapsed into the bed soaked with his cum. You gripped his hair, "don't pass out on me, I'm still considering whether I forgive you or not, you were a brat for a long time"
Toby weakly reached out for you, puppy dog eyes on display, pleading.
You decided to give in,"Don't ever, pull a stunt like that again, ok?"
"Y-yes *tick* master"
You smiled, "good boy"

After you had cleaned Toby up and he had fallen asleep, you made a call to a certain pale-faced killer.
"What?" He growled over the phone.
"Let me make something clear to you Jeff, I play fair but I also play dirty. So unless you want the whole mansion to know your little secret, I suggest you stay out of my relationship."
"What secret? You don't know what you're talking about"
"January 4th" you simply uttered. Jeff's blood run cold and he swallowed hard, "ok! I'll leave Toby alone, I promise."
"Good boy" you smirked and hung up. Jeff stared at the phone,

oh dang