toxicity (t. s.) 18+

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Two days later you were sitting on the couch in Tony's mansion, opening one of the what seemed to be hundreds of boxes and cartons standing all over the floor. It was just yesterday you realized you were actually moving in with Tony when he told you some people would come and get your stuff. He was out on a meeting and probably about to get back sooner or later.

Speaking of him, you heard his car stop and a minute later he came into the living room. Walking up to you he shot you a small smile. "You good?" He said, placing a peck on your head. Only then you got a look at his hand. His knuckles were full of dry blood and you could see it was starting to swell. "Jesus, Tony, what happened to your hand?" You almost yelled and carefully touched the wound to see how deep it was. Immediately he removed his hand and turned around, filling himself a glass of whiskey with pure self-evidence in his eyes. "I punched somebody" He shrugged. "What? Why?" You asked as you got up to follow him downstairs into the lap. "He deserved it, obviously." He replied and sat down on his chair. "Tony, how old are you, five? You can't just punch people." That made him cross his arms in front of his chest and look to the side, pouting. You rolled your eyes and turned around. A moment later you came back with a bandage. Lightly shaking your head as you started taking care of the wound, you could feel Tony's eyes on you. "Tell me why you did it, Tony." "I don't really wanna tell you." "Why?" He didn't answer. Instead he shrugged again and lent back, lightly spreading his legs. A bit distracted you licked over your dry lips before concentrating on his hand again. "You need to be careful, so it doesn't swell up more, okay? You should cool it." "It's nothing serious, you know. I am a-" The look you gave him made him shut up. "Now, tell me who it was and what made you do that." You looked at him sternly. "Baby, come on, who really cares? How about we do something nice together?" He said, now standing in front of you. "Tell me." He sighed and looked into your eyes. His thumb came up to your cheek, caressing it in light movements. "Bucky was rude." "To you?" "To you." "Oh." "It's fine anyway, he won't repeat anything such that. In fact, for the next two weeks it will be hard for him to repeat anything at all, since I might have broken his jaw." At that, you didn't know what to say. You blinked a few times and then met his eyes again.

"I-" You started. "I think we should just kiss right now." Tony said and before you had a chance to reply your lips were intertwined and moving in sync. He was quick to take dominance over the kiss, his tongue plunging into your mouth, making you stumble backwards until you could sit on the bridge of the desk. Tony's mouth moved to your neck, moving your hair away he started biting and sucking all over your sweet spot, having you moan under him.

When he moved away he looked at you while his eyes held a dark aroused look. "Fuck, baby, you're so beautiful, do you know that?" His thumb moved over your lower lip and you smiled. "I'm angelic." You replied and Tony smirked. "You're gonna let me fuck you, will you?" He said, his head slowly disappearing in your neck again, while you felt his hands opening up your blouse. Once he was done he threw the shirt to the side, staring hungrily at your boobs, seeing new and old hickeys all over them. He slowly licked over his lower lip, fully enjoying the sight.

"Staring is rude." You mumbled before taking him by his collar and smashing your lips onto his. The kiss was passionate and a fight of dominance which you obviously lost, while you were getting rid of his shirt. Your hands moved over his toned chest while his hand disappeared in your pants, thumb circling on your clit, which made you moan softly. You felt his index finger on your entrance and your hips started rolling on itself, making him push in. He then found his rhythm, his fingers pounding into you slowly, curling every now and then. "Tony..." You breathed out, your forehead leaning on his shoulder, while his other hand moved over your back, pushing you more towards him. From that point of view, you now saw he had a really obvious tent, the thought getting you even wetter than you already were. As soon as Tony felt you close he pulled his hand away and brought you in for kiss, making you whine from the missing release. "Sorry, sweetheart, I guess I need your cum right on my cock." He said as he pulled your panties down, as well as his boxers. He then gripped you by your waist, pulling you forward and pushing in with a rough movement. He let you adjust for a second, watching as you took a deep breath."Move... " You assured under your breath and he obeyed, moving in and out of you. His hand landed on your stomach, gliding upwards between your breasts and making your head fall back while you moaned. Your sounds were muffled when his fingers wrapped around your throat and he fucked you even harder. "Tony... I can't hold it anymore..." You whined and he only smirked. "Wait for me." He ordered, continuing to chase his own release. "You ready, baby?" He asked, his hands moving over your face and moving away sweaty strings of hair that were sticking to your face. To stimulated to speak you only nodded and let go, letting the pleasure overtake you as you felt Tony's hot cum deep inside you.

"Now that was amazing." He said and helped you off of the table. "It was." You smiled slightly, giving him a kiss on the cheek.