toxicity (t. s.) 18+

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You woke up in an empty room, which, you soon realized, wasn't yours. It was hard to think about anything though, because of the huge headache you had. Then, the realization hit you. That was Tony's room and all the memories from last night slowly came back to your head. "Oh god." You mumbled, rubbing your temples. Tony's gonna kill me. You thought, going into the kitchen. You took an aspirin and slowly started to feel a bit better. You were wearing Tony's pajama shirt which you found next to the bed. It didn't smell like him, which was, what you thought because he usually slept without a shirt. What you didn't think of, was the fact that he didn't sleep at all. You were just about to get upstairs again when a voice interrupted you.

"Watch where you're going, sweetheart." You quickly turned around, seeing Tony with a fake smile on his face, hiding his madness. He stepped towards you and the anxiety of what he was capable of made you stumble back. "Tony, listen, I-" You were interrupted again when he harshly grabbed your throat and pushed you against the wall. "Whores don't get to talk, do they." He growled and your hand made it's way up to his wrist, trying to stop him. That made him apply even more pressure and completely cut off your airways. You tried to say something but out of your throat only came a pathetic sound."You're hurting me." You managed to say, your voice not even louder than a whisper. That made him slightly lose his grip on your neck and you immediately gasped for air. He looked at you, jaw clenched for a moment before he let go of your neck completely. You two shared a minute of intense eye contact. His dark eyes staring at you angrily and you looking up at him as innocent as you could. "I'm sorry, Tony." You said, your eyes never leaving his. His jaw clenched again.

"Prove it to me." He said, voice deep. Your lips parted as you looked down,  ashamed. "Go ahead, sweetheart." He said smirking slightly as his hand came up to caress your cheek. You slowly got on your knees and looked up through lashes, seeing him staring at you. He hummed in satisfaction, seeing your apologetic stare. You started to rub him over the dark jeans he was wearing and already saw his hard erection through the pants. Why was that? Because he loved choking you, seeing your breathing become less and the way your eyes begged him to stop. He adored the way you tried so hard to stop him but you were too weak. Nothing is more of a turn on than showing you who's in charge, who you should obey and listen to at first place.

You continued what you were doing until he bend down and pulled you up with force. "What's that." He growled, already knowing the answer. His stare was now fixed on your neck. Your hand shot up there and you felt the bruise on the skin, obviously created last night. "A hickey, I guess." You mumbled, ashamed of your own actions. His stare became scary. Seconds passed and you heard your own heartbeat incredibly loud.
"Whore."
You looked down to your feet. You hated when he insulted you, he never felt the tiniest bit of empathy in situations like this.

"Go and cover it up." He ordered and you met his eyes. This little moment was already too long for his liking.
"Looking at me won't help you, go already." He said and you quickly went to the bathroom, taking out your makeup and carefully covering the bruise. You looked at yourself and felt your eyes getting teary. Was he right, saying you're a whore? You quickly wiped your eyes and fixed your appearance. He's waiting. Go and prove him you're a good girl. With that thought you left the bathroom as fast as you could and came back to him. You saw the first few buttons of his shirt unbuttoned, showing off his toned chest. As  you stood in front of him he looked down at your much smaller figure and turned your head to the side harshly. As he couldn't see the hickey anymore he nodded in approvement and pushed you back on your knees. You were about to rub over his crotch again as his hand stopped you. "You're not in the position to tease, are you?" He said enjoying how you looked up at him innocently, trying to be your best for him. You shook your head, quickly unbuttoning his pants and taking his cock in your tiny hand. You pumped him up and down a few times, as he placed his hands on the wall behind you for support. His eyes closed in pleasure, feeling you lick the tip of it.
He looked down at you and smirked slightly. "Open." He demanded and you obeyed, opened your mouth wide and sticked your tongue out.

"That's right, just like that." He mumbled as he placed his hand on the back of your head and thrusted into your mouth with a sharp movement. You gagged immediately feeling him hit the back of your throat. Tony almost came at the feeling of your little mouth wrapped around him. He groaned as he looked at your smaller figure and saw you struggling to take him all the way in. "Take it." He simply said as he thrusted into your mouth hardly. You moved back and forth, trying to match his rhythm. By this point saliva was dripping down your chin, staining the shirt and giving him a view of your hardened nipples. You gagged repeatedly as you tried to take a breath but he wouldn't let you do it so far. His hand pulled your hair into a ponytail before pulling you off of his dripping cock. You inhaled sharply and he immediately pushed you back, making you take him completely. He let out a silent moan, followed by a curse as he felt himself getting close. You felt it too after he twitched in your mouth. You started sucking him off with all the remaining strength you had, bringing him to his release after a minute. "That's a good girl." He moaned shooting his orgasm into your throat. "Show me." He said as he pulled your hair and made you look up at him. You opened your mouth and showed him what he wanted. "Now swallow like a good little girl." He demanded staring at you. You did what he said and then showed him your empty mouth. He grabbed your hand and pulled you up to him. "Was that so hard?" You shook your head and bit your lip, looking up at his taller figure. He hummed satisfied, bending down and placing a sloppy kiss on your lips. You showed him a slight smile, which he returned, even if it seemed fake.

"You won't be going anywhere without my approval, understood?" Tony said in a stern tone and your lips parted in surprise. "I asked you if you understood." He growled not showing any emotions. "Yeah, understood." You said quietly, already not liking the idea behind it.

"That's a good girl."