A/N: Hello One and All! This is my first attempt at a Mad Max fic and I am doing it because of the original movie. (I haven't seen the newest one yet.) The character of The Toecutter has stuck with me for a few months now and my father keeps teasing about how he's my kind of boyfriend. He's a great character and doesn't get a lot of attention, but I hope to change that a little bit. This is my first Toecutter/OC story and I would like for you to give it a chance.
Please sit back, stare at your screens, and enjoy!
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The Toecutter moved into the bar with Bubba flanking him. The other boys were at another place, far away from this little bar on the side of the road. He needed a small break from those boys and their eccentric loudness. True, he loved his little family of mismatched lost souls, but there were times that he wanted to have a quiet moment to think about life and where he was heading.
Shaking the dust from his hair, Toecutter pulled his riding gloves off and headed towards the bar that was only occupied by a couple of local drunks. They hardly glanced at him as they were too busy looking into their mugs of beer like they wanted nothing more than to drown themselves in the amber liquid. Bubba ordered their drinks without using any wasteful words and sat down on the barstool in front of him.
"I think it's time to cut Johnny out," Bubba said, bringing up a conversation that never seemed to end when they were alone. "He's nothing useful; only extra baggage that we carry around needlessly."
"Ah, but Bubba," Toecutter said in a soft voice. "He is young and learning. We should let him learn to make up for his mistakes. They are little."
"For now," Bubba shot back. "What will we do when he makes a mistake that cannot be smoothed over so easily?"
"The same thing that we do for all those who make the biggest mistakes, Bubba." A smile touched Toecutter's lips for a moment. "We make sure that they never have the chance to have another mistake again."
Bubba nodded and looked at the wall of alcohol that stood behind the bar, falling silent like he was prone to do when he was thinking. Toecutter sometimes wondered what that boy was thinking of, but never asked. A man should be allowed to keep his own thoughts private, he knew that as much.
As long as they don't involve the family and the security of the family, Toecutter thought, taking a long draw from his mug of beer. The family is the most important thing in the world.
A door to the bathrooms at the end of the building opened and closed, but not before Toecutter caught the whiff of vanilla in the air. Someone approached the bar several feet away from him and Bubba and slapped some money down on the dingy bar-top before scooping up a bottle of whisky. The scent stirred something in Toecutter and he glanced down the bar to seek out the source of it.
A young girl stood at the bar, taking a swig of her whisky without acknowledging anyone around her. Dressed in tight jeans that showed off her curvy ass and a black jacket emblazoned with a heart dripped with green acid, she was a sight for a man that had been on the road too long. She brushed back her long blonde hair, revealing simple black earrings.
Toecutter had seen her before, much more so than any other man had. He knew her by her nickname, Venom Angel, and that she was only seventeen. He knew the pale flesh under her clothes and the angel wings tattooed on her back, hidden by the jacket that she wore. He knew the color of her eyes after hours of looking down into those sea blue orbs and he knew the softness of her lips, the taste of her mouth.
He felt the hunger arise in his body as heat flooded through his limbs. A soft growl escaped his throat and he set his mug down.
Venom Angel turned her blue gaze upon him as if hearing the soft sound that he had let out. Her dark red lips pulled into a smirk and she took one final swig of her drink before setting the bottle down. She pushed her hair back out of her face and moved towards the front door to the bar, a tantalizing sway in her hips. She didn't say a word when she moved past him and Bubba. She just smiled and disappeared into the heat of the world beyond the door.
"Bubba," Toecutter said, looking at his friend and brother. "Tell the boys that we'll be heading out again tomorrow afternoon. I have something to do. Alone."
Bubba nodded, but said nothing. He knew what Toecutter meant. He had seen it happen several times, including the very night that it had begun. And he knew that it had to be a secret from the others until Toecutter said otherwise.
Toecutter rose to his feet and headed out into the heat of Australia, breathing in the warm dusty air. He heard the purr of a motorcycle that he hadn't noticed before and his eyes turned to see Venom Angel idling with her bike in the road. Her helmet sat between her thighs and her eyes were focused on him, the smirk still in place on her lips.
"You ready, honey?" she asked, her voice smooth as velvet.
"Always, little lady," he answered in kind, starting up his own motorcycle.
"To the usual spot," Venom Angel said, putting her helmet on and sliding down the visor. "Be ready to lose again, Toecutter."
Toecutter smirked and put his own helmet on. He pulled his motorcycle up next to hers and revved the engine.
"Ready, set, go!" the young woman shouted into the world.
Her motorcycle lurched forward and sped off down the dusty street with a cloud of dust rising up behind her. Toecutter smirked and followed after her, loving the thrill of the chase as much as he loved racing across the countryside. Venom Angel traveled the lanes, glancing back at him as they put distance between them and the bar that Bubba was staying back at. Toecutter knew that she was smiling under her visor as he sped closer to her, but she increased her speed a little more to keep him away from her.
Six times, Toecutter thought, following the young girl. I've chased this girl six times and she's only been beaten once…
Venom Angel led him through a great expanse of land, taking him on a path that he knew by heart now. She led him to a small town where a cheap motel welcomed tourists and travelers. It seemed that this time was another victory for her. Not that he minded because their rewards were always the same.
Toecutter pulled his motorcycle up next to hers and killed the motor. Venom Angel pulled off her helmet and shook her hair out before hanging her helmet on one of the handlebars. Without glancing at him, she dismounted and headed for the main office to the motel. Toecutter allowed himself the pleasure of watching her walk away, his eyes following each feline like movement that that young girl made.
Minutes later, Venom Angel came out of the office with a keyring twirling around her finger. Her sea blue eyes met his and she tilted her head to the side, smiling again. Toecutter moved away from his bike, feeling the heat flood through his body once more. Like he was a magnet to her, Toecutter found himself approaching and then following the young girl to the room that she had ordered for them. His hands found her hips as they walked to the room and pulled her back against his growing arousal.
"Someone's eager," she commented, laughing lightly as she fit the key into the lock. She bumped her butt back against his hips. "Did you miss me, honey?"
Toecutter growled in her ear in answer. He pushed her through the door once it was opened and threw her in the direction of the bed. Venom Angel smiled at cattily at him as he slammed the door and locked it. She pulled her jacket off, revealing a halter top that clung to her like a second skin and threw it to the side without looking at it. Toecutter tossed his own jacket aside before advancing on the young woman.
Their bodies pressed against each other and their lips clashed as the met near the bed. Venom Angel bit at his bottom lip and tangled her fingers in his wild hair. With little care, Toecutter unsnapped the halter top that kept him away from the true flesh of this little woman and threw it aside. Nothing lay beneath that piece of flimsy fabric, allowing his fingers to touch those smooth mounds that he had known but still marveled at. He heard the gasp that the girl made when his fingers pinched her nipples and chuckled.
"Not fair, you bastard," she hissed against his lips.
"Ah, ah, ah…Language, little lady," Toecutter teased, allowing her to pull his shirt off to reveal his mildly fit body. "You never said I had to play fair."
She growled and turned the tables on him, pushing him roughly onto the bed. Venom Angel straddled his hips and ran her fingernails across his skin, bringing goosebumps up in their wake. The heat of her core could be felt through the remaining barriers that stood between their true naked flesh and Toecutter couldn't help but moan lowly as she rocked her hips against his.
Venom Angel leaned over him so that her lips were inches from his and her hand popped open the button to his jeans. "I won't play fair either."
She pressed her lips against his again and used one hand to undo his fly completely, sneaking a couple fingers into his pants to tease him further. Toecutter moaned deep in his throat and closed his eyes, committing all of this to memory. His own hands reached out and pulled at the waistband of Venom Angel's jeans, moving them over her hips and down past her thighs to reveal red lace underwear.
"Do you want me?" Venom Angel asked him, moaning softly when his hands squeezed her butt.
"Yes," Toecutter breathed, trying not to lose himself already as she rocked against him.
"And are you mine?" Venom Angel asked him. "Are you mine and mine alone?" She pressed on enlarged member when he didn't answer quickly. "Answer me, dammit!"
"I'm yours," Toecutter told her. "Only yours."
The girl smiled and reached down, pulling his jeans and underwear out of the way. Toecutter watched her face as she sheathed him inside of her. A look of momentary pain flashed through her eyes, but she only paused for a heartbeat before rocking her hips into his. Toecutter grasped her hips in his hands and rose to meet her once a rhythm was created, burying himself deeper into her.
Venom Angel cried out as Toecutter rolled her onto her back and thrust deep into her folds. She clung to him, tugging at his hair and digging her nails into his naked flesh. His name fell from her lips in kittenish moans, stealing her breath with each smack of naked flesh. She cried out again as he bit her neck before soothing away the burn with his tongue.
"Who are you?" Toecutter asked as he felt her walls tighten around him.
"I'm yours," Venom Angel breathed, looking him in the eye as he moved inside of her.
"What did you say?" Toecutter demanded, falling still. "I can't hear you."
"I'm yours!" Venom Angel exclaimed, grasping at him. "Fuck it! I'm yours!"
Toecutter smirked and pressed a kiss to her mouth as he moved to take her harder and faster. Moments later, the girl cried out as her wall shuddered around him when he took her over the edge. It wasn't too long before he followed her over the edge. Their hips rocked together as they rode out their mutual climaxes and then Toecutter rolled off of the girl.
Venom Angel sat up after a few minutes of silence and looked at him, clutching the thin sheets to her chest. "I need a shower," she declared.
"Ah, Venom," Toecutter crooned. "Are you ashamed to let a piece of me remain on you?"
The girl tapped her finger against the side of her neck where her flesh was the reddest. "I think that's enough of you for me to keep for now, Toecutter."
Toecutter propped himself up on the pillows and watched her climb to her feet. "Venom, when are you going to come with me to join the family? We could use your feminine touch…The boys could use a –"
"Mother figure?" Venom Angel shook her head. "Toecutter, I can't go with you to see the boys. Not yet. I'm not ready." She offered a small smile. "Next time we meet, I will go anywhere with you. I promise. Okay?"
Sighing heavily, Toecutter leaned back against the pillows. "Very well. We shall wait for you, little lady. For just a while longer. Then I'm dragging you back with me." He glanced up at the ceiling. "I can be patient to a point."
"Sure you can, honey." He heard the smirk in her voice. "You wanna join me in the shower? I don't think I can reach all of my back on my own."
Just like that, Toecutter was aroused once more and threw the sheets off of himself. He chased the girl into the bathroom, loving the sound of her excited laugher before closing the bathroom door behind him.
In the morning, he knew, she would be gone from his life again, heading for some place that he never knew. But he knew that within a few weeks or a couple months, she would be back in his life and in his bed. He knew that because she was his just as much as he was hers and he would never ever be without her.
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A/N: So what do you think about this? I am planning on making at least two more chapters for this and then call it done. I don't think it would do the characters any justice for me to attempt a heavy storyline, so I probably won't make more than three chapters. Please let me know what you think about this little attempt of mine. I will try to get back to you speedily, even if you're not very pleased with this. All reviews are welcome here! Thanks everyone! Ciao! -Scarlet