You didn't know how severely you were going to be punished, Tim hated it when you traveled to the mansion without him. You had never been in a situation where Tim felt the need to punish you. You knew he loved you and would never want to hurt you, but that didn't stop you from being anxious about it. The two of you finally made it back inside, and Tim closed the door softly behind him. You started to sweat, dreading this moment. Tim slowly turned around and looked at you, not being able to read his expression due to the mask on his face made you incredibly nervous.

"You have no idea what I have in store for you." You saw him reach behind his head and unclip his mask. You squeezed your eyes shut and clenched your fists.

"Bonk." You felt Tim's mask tap your head, and you opened your eyes to see him struggling to hold back a laugh.

"That's it...?" Tim snorted, the laugh he was holding back escaping. He doubled over laughing, and you stood there in utter shock. He wiped the tears from his laughter out of his eyes, and you stood there, just watching.

"You should've seen your face!" Tim's laughter caused you to loosen up, and you couldn't help but laugh along with him.

"You scared the shit outta me!" You said through your laughter. Tim wiped the second wave of laughter-tears from his eyes, and sighed.

"Okay so we have a lot of things to unpack here." He clasped his hands together, and took a deep breath.

"So first of all, this." He pointed at his face, and twirled his finger in a circle, indirectly mentioning your makeup. You shrunk back, not knowing what he was going to say.

"I love it, I think you look beautiful." He leaned forward, he placed a hand on your shoulder and planted a kiss on your forehead.

"Secondly, I am so confused, please explain to me what's happening." Tim's goofy smile never ceased to make you melt. You giggled, and the two of you sat on the couch. Tim put his arm around you and you rested your head on his chest, wrapping your arms around his waist.

"Clockwork came over and invited me over for a girls night, and we decided to do typical girls night things and I was dared to steal Jeff's hoodie and give it to Nina." Tim snorted, rolling his eyes.

"Well I'm glad you had fun." He kissed the top of your head, and rested the side of his head against yours. He pinched your cheek, and you grabbed onto his hand trying to pry his fingers off your face.

"But don't break into anyone's room again." You groaned, trying to pull Tim's hand off your face. Tim let go of your face, and you walked upstairs to wash the makeup off your face and take a shower. Tim laid on the couch and felt the rings sitting in his pocket. Something about giving you a ring Masky stole from someone else seemed wrong. He wanted to do something special for you; the two of you couldn't have a wedding, so he felt like he owed you a ring.
This was all so complicated, wasn't the title enough? Tim rested his head on the arm of the couch as his TV blared in the background.

Tim backtracked, immediately feeling guilty. You were a special person, someone who played a very important role in his life. He wanted to do something special, he couldn't give you a wedding, and Masky promised you a ring. This stolen ring didn't truly express how much he truly cared about you. The sound of the shower turning off upstairs interrupted his thoughts, he waited patiently for you to come downstairs.

You stood in the bathroom drying your hair with a towel. You looked around at the bathroom, realizing just how much you had taken over. You graduated from using 5-in-1 to having separate shampoo, conditioner, and bodywash all in your favorite scent. You had a (f/c) towel wrapped around your body with another matching towel wrapped up around your head, drying your hair. You put on some deodorant and put your favorite scent of lotion on your body. You brushed your teeth, completing your after-shower routine.
You slipped on a matching pajama set, a (f/c) lacy top and bottom. You walked downstairs, looking at Tim who was laying on the couch looking at the TV. He looked up at you and smiled, watching you walk down the stairs. Tim had seen you in these pajamas dozens of times, but he always thought you looked more beautiful than any supermodel in existence. You sauntered down the stairs, walking over to the couch and laying down on top of Tim, resting your head on his chest.

The flowery scent of your shampoo filled his nose, a smell Tim didn't know how much he missed until after it was gone, it was intoxicating. He placed a hand on top of your head, and you closed your eyes. The two of you sat there not exchanging any words. You sat up, and rubbed your eyes, looking over at the TV. You were going to get up and go to bed, but your thoughts were interrupted by Tim's voice.

"Everything okay?" You looked down and smiled at Tim.

"Yeah I was just gonna go to bed." Tim smiled and placed his hands on your hips. You leaned down and kissed him goodnight.

"Well goodnight, I'll be up to bed soon." Tim sounded slightly disappointed, he moved his hands from your hips so you could get up. Kissing Tim made you realize how long it had been since the two of you shared a physical moment, and suddenly the fatigue you were feeling faded away. You gave Tim another kiss, this one longer than the last one. He blushed, staring at you in surprise. You moved his hands back onto your hips, and Tim's grip became tight.
"You're not going to bed?" Tim grinned at you, and you looked away with a red blush dusting your face.

"I changed my mind." Tim smirked and reached up to grab the back of your head. He pulled your head down and kissed you again. He moved his hand back down to your hip, deepening the kiss as you sat on top of him with your hands cupping his cheeks. The kiss was quickly becoming more passionate, and Tim moved his hands lower, placing them both on your butt and squeezed. The sudden surprise gave Tim the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. You noticed Tim was a lot more gentle than Masky, Tim's hands ran down to the bottom of your thigh, he gripped onto your thighs tightly and pushed up, causing you to separate and fall onto your back on the couch.
He grabbed your wrists and pinned you down to the couch, breathing heavily and looking down at you. He moved his hand to feel the healing bruise on your neck. He smirked and leaned down to close the gap between the two of you. He put his head next to yours to whisper in your ear. His breath was warm and smelled like beer.

"Masky got to have so much fun with you, I'm a little jealous." You tensed up as Tim rested his hand on the base of your neck, kissing the bruise that Masky had left behind.

"Let's take this upstairs, shall we?" Tim grabbed your waist and flung you over his shoulder, you giggled as he carried you up the stairs. He walked into your shared bedroom, closing the door behind him and throwing you down onto his soft bed. Tim scrambled, taking off his shirt as climbing on top of you as quickly as he could.

"I haven't had a good opportunity to do anything with you, I'm tired of Masky beating me to the punch." Your face was beet red, and you looked up at the shirtless man pinning you to your bed. Your heart raced, his stoic expression turned into a devious grimace, giving you butterflies.

"Now I've got you all to myself." He leaned down and kissed your cheek, and paused again to whisper in your ear.

"Don't discount me because I'm not as violent as Masky." He grinned, slowly moving one of his hands to hold both of your wrists above your head.

"Because I can be just as aggressive." He immediately moved to your neck and you let out a surprised squeak. Tim lightly bit down on the soft skin of your neck, and you couldn't stop yourself from making noise. An audible moan escaped you, and Tim paused, moving his head to look at you.

"Oh? What's that?" He smirked, sliding his hands up underneath your shirt. His cold hands sent a chill up your body, and your heartbeat increased. You giggled, with a playful smile decorating your face. You looked away, with a red face and a goofy smile plastered across your face you thought your expression was rather embarrassing.

"Are you having fun?" He slipped off your loose tank top and used it as a makeshift tie to bind your hands together above your head. He grabbed your chin and forcefully moved your head, forcing you to look into his eyes. You've never seen this look on Tim's face before, and it excited you. His eyes showed an indescribable hunger you'd never seen before, the look of lust giving you intense butterflies. His slightly shaggy hair that had already grown longer was falling in his face.

"There's a lot more where that came from, I warned you I'm not as docile as you might believe me to be."

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Clocky walked towards the cabin with a plastic bag filled with clothes and makeup. She felt badly that you had gotten in trouble, so she decided to bring you a makeshift gift basket as a present from the girls. She walked up the front steps and knocked on the door, not getting any response. She twisted the doorknob, peeking inside and not seeing anyone.

(Y/n)?" She called out your name, but there was no response. She walked around the first floor of the cabin, and didn't find you. She really wanted to give you the gift in person, and had been looking forward to seeing you since the girls night. She walked upstairs and checked the guest room and bathroom. She made her way to Tim's room and was about to knock on the door when she heard noises coming from the other side.
She put her ear to the door, and listened. Her face immediately turned red when she heard you moaning and calling Tim's name. She covered her mouth and jumped away in surprise, she stayed there in a second completely dumbfounded over what she was hearing.

She moved her ear slowly back to the door, hearing the same thing. She heard Tim say something she couldn't quite make out, but she could hear the sound of Tim's bed squeaking. She smirked, and giggled the whole way down the stairs. She placed the bag on Tim's coffee table, about to walk out the front door, but took one last look up the stairs.

"Don't worry (y/n), your secret is safe with me." She walked out the door, closing it behind her. Clocky walked through the forest, proudly marching back to the mansion as if she was responsible for getting you and Tim together. She walked inside the mansion, running into her good friend Toby on her way back to her room. Toby watched her as she walked by, a confident smile on her face.

"W-What's got y-you all smiley?" He watched in amusement as she spun around, putting her hands on her hips.

"Oh nothing, a good gal-pal of mine is finally getting some dick." She smirked, walking back to her room. Toby shrugged, not knowing what she was talking about. He never really knew what she was ever talking about anyway.