Having blown out his candles to get ready for bed, Toby stripped out of his clothes and tugged on some sleep shorts. He didn't know when Lion-o was due in and wouldn't want to freak him out with exposed morning wood ( Read more... )

Toby'd had a busy day doing nothing and eating scones and learning about how he said like a lot ( Read more... )

Blaring some really awesome tunes, Toby dried off from his shower after a long day down at the beach maintaining his tan ( Read more... )

Toby had the room all to himself while Lion-o was away. He spun in the center for a minute until he got dizzy. And then he decided to light all his candles and lay down to take a nap.

He really shouldn't be considering pushing the beds together and inviting Kevin over.

[Door closed, post open
ETA: NWS, which is kinda duh]

By some miracle, Toby found his way back to his room after a long, hot shower. He felt relaxed and at ease after a long, hard day at work on Saturday. Being fabulous was so taxing on the body ( Read more... )

Toby was not pleased. Summer was now. Not fall. Not winter. It wouldn't have been so bad except for the part where Toby lacked things like winter clothing, not to mention long sleeves which were just not attractive ( Read more... )

The sun shone off of Toby's well-oiled body. Lounging on a chaise beach chair, Toby closed his eyes and thought about how excellent his tan was going to be. And how incredibly awesome his snug new swim shorts were.

He looked totally hot. And it was hot outside. So it was like he was coordinating with the weather.

[Totally open!]

Attempting to simply call home hadn't occurred to Toby. Instead, he'd spent the day wandering the beaches on Santorini, hoping against hope that he'd find some way back to Dante's Cove ( Read more... )

The water lapped at his feet. The sand was...sandy against his face. Toby woke up assuming he and Kevin had fallen asleep on the beach. Again. It happened a lot because sex on the beach was good.

But then, Huh, he was still wearing his jeans. Toby rolled to his side, the water tickling his toes. "Oh gods," his hand clutched at the back of ( Read more... )