Menlo Park
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♡ Shipping: Toxic x Reader.
♡ Genre / pronouns: SMUT, ANGST / No pronouns used (Reader has a vagina and breasts).
♡ Word count: 2324.
♡Trigger warnings: Being fired, betrayal, going back to your... toxic.... ex (ba-dum tss), penis in vagina sex, powers being used during sex, choke play, rough sex, bathroom sex.
♡Synopsis: You've had a rough life, and it seemed like the SDN was your final chance to be a better person, however after Robert fires you, you have no other choice than to go back to your old mistakes.
♡Request: None.
Yeah title is based off of the song menlo park by my absolute queen ayesha erotica, since i got the idea of the lyrics being how the relationship between reader and toxic was before the breakup. Also reader's power is invulnerability, like their body can resist all kinds of damage without even feeling pain from it.
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You had a rough beginning.
Raised in and out of foster homes, only to be kicked out like a home when you became 18, the only thing you could do was earn money the bad way- you were doomed from the beginning.
It all began with small robberies, as your body had the capacity to take no damage whatsoever, helping you escape so many of those gone wrong.
Then you met him- you liked to call him Toxie, a little nickname only you called him. It didn’t take long for you to begin dating.
He worked for the Red Ring, you’d go out in the dead of the night to do your own works, robbing gas-stations and dealing drugs, then go back to your apartment and find him already there, you’d lick the blood off his hands (sometimes his, sometimes from others) and you’d end up tangled on your sheets all night.
But you always woke up to an empty side next to you.
You began changing slowly, trying to see past the thrill of harming others- you wanted another life. You’d beg him to go out on more formal dates, you’d dress up all pretty just to be stood up.
Eventually he didn’t even go to your place, and stopped answering your messages.
You don’t even remember if you formally broke up, not like you cared, you moved on quickly. But the rent doesn’t pay itself, and because of your criminal record you never managed to get any job, so you kept on with the late-night crimes.
Of course, nothing lasts forever, and you got busted.
Handcuffed, put into orange and photographed with a black eye.
But not everything was lost. You got an opportunity- Phoenix Project was the name.
“Let us give you a new chance.”
So, of course you accepted- it wouldn’t be easy and you knew it, having to follow a schedule, making ends meet with a low salary, and having to change all your ways to a “hero’s one”.
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Your first paycheck was used to get back your old apartment. Since it was in a shitty side of town it wasn’t too expensive, and with some convincing you managed to pay in installments in a few months.
You began meeting your co-workers, all beat down ex-villains like you, but they were… A little bit too much for you, but even then you had a good relationship with them, as you avoided causing any sort of drama, mostly keeping to yourself.
Of course, it wasn’t easy, as you thought.
Dispatcher after dispatcher quit their job after taking your team, as you weren’t exactly easy to work with, Flambae would start fires, Sonar wouldn’t shut up, Invisigal would fight everyone, and so on- even you sometimes added to the chaos, accidentally slipping something in your pocket from the store you were sent to protect from a robbery, even if Blonde Blazer would then give you an hour long speech about not stealing.
It was fun. You liked it.
When Robert arrived, and he announced someone was being cut from the team, well, fired, you actually tried to compose yourself, fuck, you even cut short your own breaks between being dispatched in order to show you were serious about this job.
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“So, they’re at the bottom of the board along with Sonar”
Said Blonde Blazer to Robert. You had been doing well, but had a royal fuck up on your last dispatch, and since the board updated every hour it brought you down to the bottom.
“These two are now tied for last place”
Blonde Blazer added, putting two folders in front of Robert. He had only seen the summaries on his PC before, but now he had full access to both files, so he began reading them as Blonde Blazer expected his answer.
Then something caught his eye. Your affiliation to the Red Ring.
“They were on the lowest of the ranks there. That’s where they got most of their charges on assaults and drug smuggling. Apparently they dated another guy there, Toxic or something, they told me he got them into it”
She explained to him, understanding why it could be of interest to him. Because the Red Ring was led by Shroud, his father’s killer. He remembered Toxic as well, a high-ranking member from that shit circle, and the one that helped to put him in a months long coma and fucked his Mecha Man robot.
“Who do we cut? And do not play favorites”
Said Blonde Blazer with a soft smile, sensing Robert’s now troubled mind.
Robert grabbed your file and looked up-front at Blonde Blazer.
“I just don’t know how much we can trust them. And after their fuck-up the other day, it seems like…”
Robert said, and she continued.
“They might have other interests? Yeah, it’s too bad”
Blonde Blazer said with a sympathetic smile, grabbing the folder from his hands. Robert sighed and got up, knowing he at least needed to have the decency to tell you face to face about it.
After calling you to a meeting room, it was just you and him, the mood awkward as you shrunk into your seat, avoiding looking at the man in front of you.
“Well, I'm letting you go. You’re at the bottom of the leaderboards- stealing things when you thought no one saw added penalty after penalty as well.”
He said, and you didn’t know if you should beg or what- i mean, why you? Yeah you did fuck-up from time to time, and the other day’s incident did make people suspicious of you, but fuck, it isn’t your fault the douchebag of your ex decided to leave a little “gift” at the place you were dispatched to.
“What about Invisigal?”
You asked, looking at him with your brows furrowed, crossing your arms in front of your chest, upset.
“Well, she snuck past you with her last dispatch”
Robert said, and you felt that familiar sting behind your eyes, your eyes getting glassy. All you worked for, your last chance for a better life, to become a hero for once and for all- now lost… You quickly got up, the chair hitting the wall from the force, and you left the room, without saying anything else, tears going down your cheeks.
You really had believed him, his little pep talks of having another chance of life, of seeing potential. All bullshit.
You only knew one thing. In this world is eat or be eaten.
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You knew this was a fuck-up, that you shouldn’t be doing it.
The moment Toxic entered your doorstep you were all over him, hand tracing his tattoos as you took off his ugly ass yellow shirt, and then his white low-collared shirt underneath it, leaving his worked out torso naked for you to once again explore after so long.
He wasn’t letting you take control, because as soon as you took off his clothes he ripped your shirt open, then grabbed your bra and did the same, using his increased strength to break through the fabric with little effort.
Enjoying your surprised gasp he grabbed your hair and went to the bathroom, dragging you by your hair behind him, your face going red as you barely felt any pain from it, but did enjoy the sensation of how it felt.
You didn’t think too much, already understanding why he brought you here, it was either to
A) Fuck you in front of the mirror
B) Your bathtub was made of a special material that handled acid, and well, guess the rest.
Or fuck, maybe both- the thought going straight to your core as he pressed you against the bathroom’s counter, your hands slipping next to the sink as you tried to stand still, his hand leaving your hair and going to your waist, roughly pressing his fingers into your skin as his other hand pushed your pants and underwear down, his palm quickly going to slap the tender flesh of your ass.
You flinched at the hard slap, the burn spreading around it making you moan under your breath, seeing him behind you on the reflection, biting his lip as he pressed his clothed erection to your ass, rubbing on it as his eyes moved to see you on the reflection.
“Super-hero shit didn’t work huh? Now you come back to me like a remorseful dog”
He said as he moved his torso forward, his dog-tags were cold against your back.
His hand on your hair moved your head to the side, baring your neck for him as he began suctioning deep hickeys into it, using his teeth into it to add to the pain, making a trail of them down to your back.
His hands moved to spread your legs, your cunt making a lewd wet noise as he did so, folds spreading by themselves at the odd position. With no preparation his fingers went knuckle deep into your warm hole, but just from the prior pain you were already wet, not soaking, but enough for it to not feel like sand-paper inside you.
His fingers began moving, normal at first, savouring the way your insides sucked his fingers in, and once you were getting slicker he spat onto your entrance, using his saliva to add to the lubrication as his fingers began going in and out quickly, creating lewd wet noises that filled the bathroom along with your sounds and moans, your thighs quivering as your slick ran down the hood of your clitoris.
“Ahh, Toxie, ngh!”
You moaned, enjoying how rough he was, fuck, deep inside, you had missed this.
You let out a cry as he abruptly stopped, putting his fingers inside his mouth, groaning in pleasure as he tasted your slick on them.
After that, he moved his head towards the bathtub, getting the hint you nodded before getting inside, feeling a little awkward as he took his pants off, your cheeks blushing as you avoided looking too much as he got naked.
It was hard to look elsewhere as he stood next to the bathtub, hands on his hips as his erection stood a little bit above your head, your eyes looking up at him then at his hard-on.
“Should i…”
You began, but was interrupted as his hand went to your hair and pushed your head towards it, the tip pressing against your lips, smearing pre-cum along them and your cheeks as he rubbed himself on your face.
You opened your mouth as you took him in, the salty flavor of the pre seminal liquid coming out of his slit filling your senses as he quickly began face-fucking you, him letting out small groans and growls as he enjoyed your mouth, your own hand going between your legs to pleasure yourself as you gave him head.
He wasn’t exactly huge, a little bit less than the average, but what he lacked in length he had it in girth, spreading your mouth around it just perfectly without making you choke on it, keeping a semi fast pace that had drool mixed with pre-cum running down your chin.
After a few minutes of oral he let go of your hair, and quickly crawled over you on the bathtub, sliding between your spread legs, putting them over his shoulders, folding you like a piece of paper, his erection now pressing against your cunt, his warm pre-cum mixing with your slick.
Your hand went between your bodies and spread your folds for him as he thrusted forward, thanks to your help getting inside in one go, making you both let out a lewd noise.
His pace was just as all that time ago, quick like if it was his last fuck- he wasted no time, balls bouncing against your ass as he went in and out, both of you panting, your eyes tightly closed as his hand went towards your neck, pressing down as he growled.
“Ngh- you bitch- ahh”
He moaned, and you felt his body become unbearably hot, opening your eyes you saw that green glow as his body transformed, his being turning to green and black shades, a sharp and sour smell filling your senses as that weird steam-like thing surrounded his body, his now glowing green eyes staring at you as he smiled, going even quicker as his hand tightened even more around your neck.
A normal human being would have been pulp by now, but your super-power thankfully was invulnerability- and not even the acid of your ex as he fucked you could harm you. So, cheers to you both.
Drops of acid ran down his body as his breath quickened, his balls drawing up tight to his body as his release approached.
You opened your mouth as you couldn’t breath, your tongue lolling out at the same time from the overstimulation of his rough fucking and breathing being impossible, some of the acid drops falling on your tongue, letting you feel the extremely rare taste of it, your eyes rolling back as your mind became foggy, suddenly your orgasm crashing on you, the asphyxiation only making the sensation of cumming harder, at the same time the feeling of your cunt squeezing down on his cock making Toxic cum, his hand letting go of your throat as he pressed his head against your shoulder, turning back to his human self as he shot ropes inside of you.
Your legs were sore from being folded for so long, you hadn't even remembered to ask him to put on a condom or at least cum outside, your neck was red from his rough choke play, but a part of you felt… Completed, not in a good way, fuck, more like “So this is what my life will be”. But hey, at least you weren’t alone.
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