Lie To Me~Ticci Toby X Reader

Chapter 13 The Fight Song

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Sweat dripped off your face as you panted hard, (e/c) eyes focused onto the white-hooded girl right in front of you, watching carefully as she sized you up like a sirloin steak after four weeks of fastening; teeth clenching and smile taunting, you wipe your face with the back of your hand and blow her a mocking kiss with a wink. Ignoring how she tenses up, ignoring how your muscles are contracting and your limbs shake ever so softly from all the exertion.

'~T-two girls one cup c-c-atfight!'

The words make you vomit a little bit in your mouth, effectively throwing your alertness off balance and ruining the moment of focus, but to your utter surprise, it's Kate that blinks first before rolling her eyes and turning towards the other Proxy, frustration and anger rolling off of her in steady waves of annoyance; it had been three fucking hours of constant training and Toby was describing everything like the freaking Superbowl had a love child with an X rated webpage narrated in the annoying voice of Janise from Friends. Gross and grimly nauseating.

'Maybe you should get some if you fantasize about it that much Toby.' Her voice is laced with doneness and she straightens her posture, signalling the end of your one-on-one training session.

Toby chuckles lowly and throws you a dirty wink before his tongue comes out to lick at his lips provocatively 'O-only if kitty h-elps me out.' Aaaand you are literally vomiting right about now.

It takes all your willpower not to gag right then and there 'Eeeewwwww. I'll pass on the bestiality thank you very much.' You throw a hand over your face and Kate rests her hands on her hips, glaring at the goggled man under her mask.

'G-got that one s-spot on tho-'

'Spare us the fucking nightmares manwhore.' Kate interrupts him.

'B-bet Hoody's shrimp g-gives you enough of t-them bitch.'

'Stop it!' you cry out angrily, immediately throwing your hand up to stop Toby from continuing with a glare and a 'ssssh' 'Not a single word. None. Nada.'

'L-Love the c-claws kitty. B-bet you'd also lo-'

'End that sentence and I swear to Slender Man, I'll end you.' You snap at him, earning yourself a loud obnoxious laugh and a dark glow flashing over his eyes that terrifies you enough to put an end on the conversation there since you saw in bloody detail where this was going.

Honestly though, even if you are still scared shitless of the man -and he loses no chance to fucking hit you like a pinata for the smallest of reasons-, you cannot help the annoyance when he turns from a malicious sadistic psycho to a man-child with daddy issues. So once again, your tongue rolls faster than your thoughts but with each passing day the goggled man seems to rival you just as much, riling you up for his sick pleasure of watching you drown your most edgy comments in fear of earning more pain for yourself.

One whole week has passed since Masky decided to knock Tim out and take the light like the Beast in Split and choked the ever-loving lights out of you, the prints of where his hands had wrapped around your neck still lingering on your (s/c) skin and you still had a bit of trouble swallowing and speaking sometimes. Tim had made himself scarce after that, locking himself up in his room like the petulant teenager throwing a tantrum and refused to come out; Kate took it upon herself to bring him food and Hoody didn't even need his hood to hide his eternal exasperating eyeroll that made him see his own brain. Still, there were more urgent matters to attend to.