Toby reveals his true colors

"No."

"Huh?" Jess said, confused. Toby's response hung in the air as he looked at her, his hazel eyes tracing the tear tracks on her face and taking in her near-broken expression.

A gout of fiery, red-hot anger welled up in Jessica as she snarled, bracing her free hand against the floor as she prepared to lunge at the boy who refused her offer. She didn't know which part had made her so mad, whether it was the refusal to give her back the ring, or that she felt slighted that her offer of oral sex was unworthy, or maybe it was just the culmination of everything finally coming to a head as she snarled at Toby.

"You absolute Mas-" Her words were cut off as Toby was suddenly across the stall, right in her face as his arms grabbed her, wrapping her in a very much unwanted hug.

"I'm sorry," he whispered into her ear as she tried to struggle free of his surprisingly firm grasp, her anger refused to be stamped out so easily.

"I wasn't even considering how you must be feeling. You look like you're in so much pain when I make a wish. It must be painful for you granting all those wishes in such a short amount of time, I guess I just figured you had like unlimited power. I didn't really considering that you might need a break before I made more wishes."

Jessica was surprised at the actually repentant tone in his voice, although it did nothing to lessen her attempts to get away from him. Although something he said did make her give a soft snort of amusement.

He thinks I look like I'm in pain? Either I look like someone about to hatefuck or Master's never seen a girl when she's aroused; probably the latter, silly virgin.

"I'm also sorry because although I'm sure getting a blowjob from a cheerleader is easily a fantasy come true, and the fact that you'd be willing to let me finish on your face just makes it so much hotter, it would feel a tad bit dishonest since I have no intentions of giving up this ring," Toby continued, apparently unobservant of Jessica's inner thoughts, "Besides, just because you were willing to do it doesn't mean you want to do it. I'd feel like I was either blackmailing you into doing it, in which case I'd still feel like it was pretty non consensual, or it was simply a transaction consisting of the BJ for the ring which would equate you to a hooker, albeit an extremely high-dollar one considering what this ring is worth."

"Anyways, I just wanted to say sorry, for forcing you through all of this because I put too much on you at one time," Toby finally finished, releasing Jessica from his arms as she pushed away from him, glaring angrily at him from the floor across the stall from him. A glare which was ruined by the tears, mussy hair, and light panting, although he seemed to have not noticed that she'd been casually fingering herself while he was trying to apologize.

Her glare did soften noticeably though as she realized exactly what had just happened. She hadn't got her ring back, and that still left her high/feeling pretty low, dry/feeling pretty wet, and dejected. But, the fact that Toby had turned down a free blowjob from the head cheerleader simply out of a sense of morality did speak well of his character so he probably wouldn't be forcing her into any compromising position in the foreseeable future. He was also definitely a silly virgin as she'd mentally teased, but at least he was thinking with the right head.

"Umm, Master-" Jessica started only to be cut off by Toby as he glanced at her, having been staring off into space for the last few minutes while Jessica collected her own thoughts.

"Toby, call me Toby. Master sounds like your my **** and I don't see you that way, and Sir would make me feel old, so I want you to call me Toby," The now-dubbed Toby commanded, Jessica actually jumping a little at the suddenly commanding tone he used.

"Toby," She started, mentally jumping that she no longer had to refer to him as 'Master', "Thank you for being you I guess, although I kinda wish you were the person I thought you were." Jessica said giving a soft, disarming smile although it made her insides roll to play nice with the boy holding her ring.

Don't get her wrong, if she had to choose between some sex obsessed jerkwad and Toby, she would 10 times out of 10 choose Toby, but she would find it so much easier to hate him if he acted like most other guys and was just willing to kiss her feet if it meant she'd suck him off.

Toby seemed to almost sense this as he gave a wry chuckle.

"Don't worry about it, I understand. I just wish you didn't feel any different whenever I make a wish," he said, before both of them realized what he'd said as Jessica actually launched off the floor to slam into Toby as his head collided painfully with the wooden door, apologies already spilling from his lips as he took in her rage filled face.

However, the rage quickly washed away as she realized that she didn't feel any different.