A/N: A time with Katie and Toby that I skipped over, because during their four months together they did have some nice times together before he became a jerk. If you haven't read Magic At Her Fingertips, go check it out. It's about Katie's life when she goes off to college. A collaboration between Meowser Clancy and myself. I'd say this is just after Thanksgiving? So things are tense between Katie and Toby, but they are still together. Enjoy xoxo Mariah

Ages:

Katie - 18
Toby - 21

Mentioned:

Jim - 47
Melinda - 43
Ned - 21
Hannah - 18
Brandon - 18
Aaron - 14

Katie hurried up the stairs of the apartment complex, her arms filled with all the notebooks she'd used at the library after Cleary's class, and her advisor meeting. She'd gone to a math class and picked up a late lunch while she edited her writing, dropping something off at her advisor's office again before she left and walked home.

She had a novel chapter due for her writing class and she had to put all of her rough drafts through her advisor. She was probably ten pages over the limit and hated having to cut back. It always sucked picking back at things she'd written to fit them into something smaller than before. She straightened the papers as the apartment door across the hall swung open as she unzipped her bag, pulling a folder out and tucking the pages inside carefully.

Toby came out half-clothed with a basket of laundry in hand, flashing his girlfriend a smile as he set it down. "Hey, I feel like it's been a week since I've had a full minute with you alone. I missed you," he said, a smile stretching across his face as he stepped closer to her.

She smiled back at him, hugging him then. "Hi, I missed you too."

It was looking to be a ridiculously busy week for her and she hadn't seen him since they got back from Grandview for Thanksgiving, two days ago. She'd be lying if she said she didn't miss him like crazy the last few days. She was worried about their relationship. Things were tense when they'd last talked, so the hug hadn't been expected.

Why was he being so nice?

Katie doesn't bother wasting time with words with Toby, taking the good moment she was having with him and resting her hands against his strong, muscled chest as she leaned up and captured his mouth with her own. He responded instantly, pressing her against the cool wall behind her while his hands grazed over her body, reacquainting themselves with each curve.

Her eyes travel over his chest to the pair of navy boxer briefs that leave little to the imagination. Not that she didn't know what he had under there anyway, he was her boyfriend. She pulled back to meet his eyes again and arched an eyebrow.

"Did you have to come out here naked?" She put the folder back in her purse and pushed him off.

"Why?" He chuckled, crossing his arms and blocking the doorway now. "Does it distract you?"

Katie snorted, crossing her arms over her chest as she rolled her eyes. She looked back at him. "I'm fine. Are you?"

"It's laundry day," he walked forward and grabbed his basket off the ground, his laundry soap inside on top of the clothes. She slid her keys into the lock once he moved out of the way. "What are you doing tonight?"

She didn't answer right away, mostly because she didn't know what she wanted to do. Brandon and Hannah were at some concert tonight, so she didn't really have any plans for the rest of the night. She'd turned down Hannah's offer to go with when she'd called earlier.

Katie just didn't want to go out tonight. She'd always been a homebody type, but she did like going out. She just had to be in the mood for it, but tonight wasn't looking to be like that for her. She did want to edit or chapter a little, but she wasn't stressing over it. She still had a few days before it was due anyway. She needed to let it breathe. She'd been at it since she got home on Sunday night. There had to be something she could find already in her story to shorten it in a better way, right?

She'd also thought about ordering pizza if she got hungry again, but she'd just eaten on campus. Pizza was always her go-to, mainly because there was just something about pizza that Katie loved about New York City. It was just so much better than Grandview's same old pizzeria she'd had her entire life.

"I think I'm gonna stay in. The lovebirds are out tonight and I have the place to myself," she said, opening the door. "Come in?"

"Do you need to wash anything?" He asked, coming back over to her before she stepped into the apartment.

"I have some stuff," she shrugged.

She turned the lights on, setting her purse on a dining chair as she slipped her jacket off and hung it up on the back as he stepped inside after her, closing the door behind him. He followed her into her room then and she tossed a pair of jeans, some pajamas, and two shirts in the basket along with some underwear, which he toyed with immediately, just to annoy her.

Katie bit her lip as she looked at him, his eyes quickly finding hers, lighting up when they did and he put them back down. "Sorry."

"You're weird," she tossed at him, not completely wanting to throw out that she wanted to jump him so bad right now. It had been so long since she'd had feelings for someone other than Ned. No one in Grandview had been that interesting, not for as long Ned. "Do you need extra quarters?" Her stomach swooped under his gaze. "I was studying at the library and I didn't know if you'd be home when I got back. I texted you," she held up her phone. "You never answered."

"Oh," his voice fell and he furrowed his brow. "My phone died during my workout this morning."

No wonder he looked so good, she thought. Katie licked her lips before she turned, pulling her cardigan off and tossing it to him. She walked over to her closet in just the tank top, feeling his eyes on her every move as she stood at the open door of her closet looking for a sweatshirt. She saw both a blue and yellow one, but they didn't look comfy enough, not like the gray one she wanted to find.

Had she left it at home the last time she was there?

The last time she remembered was seeing it was last week when she went home to check on her mother. They'd walked through the square and Melinda had borrowed it from her.

She sighed and grabbed the blue one, feeling Toby's hand touch her back as she went to unclasp her bra. He took control, pulling it off and kissing her neck. "I can wash the laundry later if you want," he whispered, his hands moving around her waist and between her thighs. "That is why you invited me in... right, baby?"

Katie turned around wordlessly, dropping the sweatshirt to wrap her arms around his neck, pulling him down to her lips. His body responded instantly, just as it always had, heat pooling in his groin as his arms tugged her closer to him.

Her lips separated from his as they came up for air and she smiled. "I don't know how you expected me to get any work done when you were practically naked in the hallway for everyone to see," she licked her lips, stepping back to pull up her tank top as she sat on the bed.

He smiled and leaned against her, kissing her lips as he pulled at her jeans, tugging them past her hips to reveal a pair of purple panties he hadn't ever seen before, which was really quite an accomplishment at this point in their relationship. He trailed his fingers over the thin fabric, noting the wet heat that greeted his fingers as they traveled between her thighs.

She moaned, her hips swaying towards his touch as they kissed again. "I don't want you to tease me, okay? Just fuck e."

"Are these new?" He questioned playfully, bending to press his lips along her throat next as his hand continued its work.

"No. They're just always in the back of the drawer. I don't usually wear them," she murmured weakly as she bowed under his ministrations. "Mmm... come on, Tob."

He chuckled quietly as he guided her back to his bed with a cheeky smile. "Let's get them off then?"

Are you almost home?

Katie frowned at the little text box that didn't pop up from Toby a second later.

It was still early, only about eight o'clock.

She'd gotten home about six when he'd greeted her before throwing the laundry in. After they'd had sex, Toby had changed into the last bit of clean clothing he had. He went out to get them a pizza, not wanting to pay a three dollar delivery charge and tip when he could walk down a few blocks and get it himself.

She was dating a manly man, or so he liked to call himself. Katie didn't see him as that type at all. It actually made her roll her eyes because she could never see Toby chopping wood like her dad and Ned did. Or be able to change a tire? No, it turned out he couldn't. She'd had to do that when he'd gotten a flat on the way to their way to Grandview for Thanksgiving.

She sighed as she rolled onto her back, silently wishing Hannah was home to talk to. She didn't want to be alone right now, but she hadn't wanted to go out either. Why didn't Toby realize that? So what if it was a little extra for delivery when the pizza was barely even seven dollars. Couldn't he just stay with her? Why did he have to leave?

She moved her phone anywhere but her eyes, relaxing her arms on her stomach. It was the little devil popped up on her shoulder, just like Hannah would if she were here.

Ned would do better. He would order the pizza and stay with her. He'd give her an actual massage because her feet always hurt from walking around campus too much. He wouldn't just use it to get in her pants. Well, not all the time. Sometimes it would be okay because he would actually finish the massage.

Barely a minute later another message from Toby popped up. Like the angel on her other shoulder. He was on his way with a surprise! That could mean a lot of different things.

She reread the text message a second later, raising her phone from her stomach.

I'll be there in ten minutes. I'm bringing the pizza and a surprise.

Katie smiled down at the glowing screen. She had half a mind to send him something snarky back to him or even something flirty to throw him off. Would he race home? She knew he probably wouldn't, so she busied herself with a stupid game on her phone before mindlessly texting her father and Hannah when she got flustered, not having enough lives to keep playing.

Five minutes until the lives reloaded. Her dad answered first.

Working late. Your mom is mad at me for letting Aaron stay up to watch a football game with me after I got pulled into work. I've been grounded Katie, so beyond grounded.

She snickered, rolling her eyes at her dad's text.

It wasn't hard to see her dad letting her brother stay up late to watch a game with him. She began her reply until a soft tap on her door surprised her, her eyes fixating on Toby as he pushed the door open with his shoulder, holding a pizza box and roses in his hands.

She smiled, erasing what she'd written and retyping her text to her dad.

My boyfriend brought me pizza and flowers. I win!

Toby looked completely happy as he carried them to her, sitting on the bed. "Who are you texting?" he asked, opening it to grab a square, munching immediately. He never wasted any time.

"My dad," she sent it as she grabbed a piece. Neither did she. "He's working late at the hospital and slightly in trouble with my mom for something silly. Just the usual stuff back home." She shrugged, taking a bite. Katie smiled softly, licking her lips. "This is delicious. Thank you for going to get it."

"Sounds fascinating," he said, feigning excitement. One thing that was certain was Toby didn't seem to care that much about her family. That irritated her. "I know how much you love pizza." He continued to eat after he finished talking and she laid back on the bed, enjoying her pizza.

It wasn't long until the pizza box was pushed aside, his lips finding hers. Katie moaned against him when his thumb and forefinger found her nipple through the fabric of her shirt, pinching gently while his free hand massaged her other breast. His lips nipped at her neck now, pulling her tank top down. She ground her hips against his, seeking the friction she knew they both wanted. She just needed to go in at the right angle.

Each nerve in her body was alive, an electric wire waiting to burst into flames. For this reason, her fingers fumbled against his belt buckle, her mind struggling to coordinate movements. His lips trailed further up her neck, searching for that spot that always causes her breath to hitch inside her throat.

He found it in a matter of seconds, right when she finally pulled the belt from his jeans and it clattered to the floor as she bowed against him while he nipped playfully, marking her for the first time in forever. He'd be hasty too after the last one he'd left. She'd chastised him for days.

"God, Toby," Katie moaned softly, her fingers burying themselves in his hair. "You're so good at that."

He groaned as he pressed hot kisses across her collarbone, his hands spreading her legs, chuckling when he felt she still hadn't pulled her panties back on since he'd left. His eyes were nearly black, the blue of his irises only a thin ring.

She shifted her weight to propel him upward, slowly, until she was sitting on top of his lap. She broke the kiss and pushed on his shoulders, forcing him to lie down. He reached for her to pull her down, but she was already kneeling between his legs on the bed, pulling his jeans down.

"What are you doing?" He asked, the question strangled.

Her face flushed, her eyes darting to his face before dropping back to his lap; she held onto her determination, managing to pull his boxers down too. "I want you now," she whispered, swallowing past the dryness in her throat when she had his erection free.

He was breathing heavily, his head falling back as she grasped him. He seemed to grow harder under her stare. She licked her lips before she lowered her mouth to him. He made a noise in the back of his throat, and when she encircled his head with her mouth, he moaned even loud as his hips lifted slightly before dropping back to the bed.

"Katie," he gasped, but he seemed at a loss for what to say or do.

She swirled her tongue around him, eliciting another strained sound from him as she drew back. His brow twitched slightly and his nostrils flared, then he closed the distance between their mouths, their lips meeting in another desperate kiss. He sucked on her lips, her tongue, licking her teeth, the roof of her mouth; she sighed, a shudder working through her body. Her fingers wound in his hair, pulling and twisting the curls.

Toby moved over her, shifting until his body stretched out on top of hers. He tried to maintain some space between them, but she pulled him tight against her, his hips falling between her thighs. She gasped when she felt him pressed against her. He resumed kissing her, tilting his head to mold their lips together more tightly. They were both breathing heavily, and every now and then, his hips would jerk, almost imperceptibly, rubbing him against her center.

It generated a delicious pulse of pleasure that made her toes curl. She wanted more, but pulled back, eyes round as she stared at him. "Do you have another condom…?" She trailed off in a slight groan as he shook his head. "It's fine," she said as he pressed into her again. "Just pull out in time."

He nodded and thrust into her without a moment's hesitation. There was a pinch, but she moaned, arching into him, grasping between his shoulders so she'd have something to hold onto. His thrusts began to drive her into the bed and started to cause her body to ache, but she wasn't about to stop him.

It was pleasureful enough if she concentrated hard.

She tried to open her legs wider for him, but he pinned them down so hard it ached, and he leaned down even closer to bite her neck. "You're so tight," he grunted, his free hand caressing her cheek before playing over her neck and collarbone. "You're mine," he practically growled, "All mine..."

"Yes, all yours," she agreed, but only moaned when he dragged his hand down her torso.

He squeezing her breast briefly, tugging on her nipple a little too roughly until she moved his hand away and between her thighs. She cried out when he touched her and at her encouragement, he began rubbing firmly, drawing tight, purposeful circles, and she felt her body responding immediately.

That was what she had needed.

Katie relaxed, enjoying the moment until he pulled out. She tensed in anticipation of her orgasm as Toby finished on her stomach.

"You came right?" He asked, laying next to her a moment later.

"Not quite," she sighed, hoping that would make him want to finish her off twice in anticipation.

It backfired. "Well, next time," he said, pressing a kiss to her forehead before falling asleep.