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After a few years of having Venom live inside his body, Eddie had gotten quite good at not physically reacting when his bodymate decided to speak into his head.
“Eddie,” The symbiote's voice was deep and Eddie could tell that whatever the symbiote was looking at had to be important, at least to the symbiote itself. There was no urgency of danger in its voice, just the excitement of finding something interesting.
He didn’t follow the internal tug as Venom tried to move him towards whatever it wanted to show him. Keep natural, he’s supposed to blend in and all that.
“Eddieee, look.” Venom’s voice whines between Eddie’s ears and he finally gives in. He lets the symbiote tug him away from the toys he was looking at to look at the shelf on his left.
The shelf was top to bottom adorned with brightly coloured bottles of lube. All different types, silicone and water based. Plain and flavoured. Eddie raised an eyebrow in question, we don’t need lube .
“Chocolate lube Eddie.” Venom’s voice purrs in his ear and Eddie walks towards where the symbiote was mentally pointing. He’s able to pick up a bottle of water based lube with a brown label on it stating it was chocolate flavoured.
In an effort to spice up their already insane sex life, Eddie had not even thought Venom would be interested in lube. Venom’s tongue and body could mould its way into Eddie’s body without any assistance already.
“We don’t need that.” Eddie whispers softly, he takes a quick glance around the store, grateful that at this time of night, there were only two other people inside. A customer all the way on the other side looking at dolls, and a tired 30 something year old worker scrolling on their phone. “You already produce your own slimy stuff.”
Eddie attempts to put the bottle back on the shelf but feels the symbiotes control over his limbs, preventing him from putting it down, “It’s chocolate flavoured Eddie,”
“Not literally.” Eddie hisses out. He had never been one for flavoured lube, especially with Anne, but he doubts the flavours are actually that good. “It’s $26 buddy.” Just looking at the price hurts, and Eddie attempts to place it back on the shelf.
However Venom holds his arm still.
“You said we needed to spice up our sexy life.”
“I didn’t word it like that.”
“You did .” The symbiotes voice in his head was smug, refusing to back down. “ We want to try something different.”
Eddie scoffs, giving up on trying to put the bottle away and instead using his hand to gesture to the shelf he had been looking at before. “I meant like, try out one of the toys here.”
"You were looking at the same dildo for five minutes and feeling sorry for yourself.”
Eddie huffed, crossing his arms over his chest, bottle still in his left hand, "everything is expensive."
He saw small black tendrils poked out of his skin on his hands, wrapping around the bottle and fingers.
"We can make whatever toy you want at home."
Heat rises to Eddie’s cheeks, the symbiote was correct. Venom could literally turn into whatever he desired in bed. The things the two of them have done has made the entire history of Eddie’s sex life absolutely nothing in comparison. The past few years he’s learnt things about himself he never would have otherwise.
“I guess you’re right.” It sounds like defeat. Though to Eddie it felt more wasteful, Venom could produce its own lube, they didn’t need this synthetic shit. But the purring inside his body and curling around his organs made the decision feel final. Whatever made Venom happy .
“Next time, we can buy you some nice lingerie.” Venom suggested.
A slow curl of arousal shocked Eddie, curling low in his gut at the imagery that Venom blasted inside his brain. Memories of watching videos with men wearing silk lingerie, showing off their bodies and getting pegged. Videos that Eddie had watched before he met venom, and videos he had snuck to watch in the middle of the night when he thought the symbiote wasn’t paying attention.
Eddie instead makes his way towards the front desk, trying not to adjust himself in his own pants, feeling the boxers he was wearing starting to become soaked. The cashier put their phone down and came over, not seeming to care when Eddie handed over the bottle of lube with a shaky hand.
The cashier had a fake smile on, one only a tired retail worker during the final shift of the night would have. Eddie attempts to smile back as the bottle is scanned. “Do you want any condoms sir?” The voice monotone with fake politeness.
Eddie shook his head and the bottle was placed in a discreet plastic bag and handed over to him. “Nope, this is just for us-me.” He says quickly, correcting the pronoun use. The cashier barely raises an eyebrow but just nods in response.
Eager to get out of the store as fast as possible, Eddie turns on his heel and makes his way to the front door. He can feel Venom curl up and down his torso and arms almost in a caress. “We don’t need condoms. Symbiotes cannot give humans diseases, and neither can you give us any.” Venom purrs. “And we cannot get you pregnant.”
The night air was cool, and Eddie was thankful the walk back to their hotel was short. Each step was painful as he felt himself getting more and more wet between his legs. He doesn’t say anything out loud now, with a few people walking past. Biting his lip at the mental images now fluttering across his mind.
Venom seems a bit too excited at Eddie’s silent reaction, desire and interest flooding through their senses. “You liked that thought didn’t you?”
A little whimper escapes from the back of Eddie’s throat, he attempts to walk faster, wishing he still had his motorcycle. “Not in public.” He hisses out. Sighing when he finally sees the front sign of his hotel and almost jogging to get to his room faster.
Thankfully Venom did not speak for the rest of the walk up towards his room, but the symbiote was smug, curling inside of him eagerly.
Eddie is fumbling with his keys right outside the door when Venom speaks again.
“Maybe we can try .” Despite not showing its face, Eddie could practically feel Venom grinning. “Keep trying to breed you up over and over again until it takes.”
The keys slip from Eddie’s shaking hands, but before he can bend down to pick them up, the symbiote reaches out with a black tentacle to catch them before it opens the door.
“Fuck.” Eddie almost yelps as he gets inside his hotel room. Slamming the door behind him as he feels tentacles start to caress him under his clothes.
None of them actually touch where he wants them to go though and he lets out a whimper over the tease.
Venom finally materialises outside of Eddie, black sticky body connecting its head to Eddie's chest. “Is something wrong Eddie?”
The ex journalist grits his teeth, practically sprinting to the hotel bed as he takes off his clothes in an eager race to get naked.
Thankfully the symbiote helps, removing the clothes and flinging them onto the floor and out of the way.
In the centre of the room is a double bed, Eddie feels his body move without his control to flip down onto it. On his back, legs spread out, naked and vulnerable for Venom to play with. Despite the position Eddie has been put in, there is still a sense of power, the control of having Venom so eager to fuck him.
The symbiote has manifested only the top half of its body, black strings of goop tying it and Eddie together. In one of the tentacles, it holds the bottle of chocolate lube, its teeth are wide in a grin as it looks down at Eddie.
“A bit eager aren’t you?” Eddie gives a lopsided smirk as he watches Venom open up the cap for the lube as fast as possible. Venom pauses what it was doing to look at Eddie with its eyes narrowed.
“We went to that shop knowing full well you would bend over for us afterward.” Venom is blunt with its words like always, but it doesn’t stop the shiver from running down Eddie’s spine. He knew they would end up like this, but it was still so delicious to think about.
Venom tilts its head back, mouth opening wide like it normally does when eating a bad guy. Eddie cannot help but watch in amusement and arousal as the symbiotes tongue lolls out to catch the semi transparent liquid squeezed from the bottle.
Only a few drops fall out before the symbiote makes a face, scowling and pulling the bottle away from its face like the object offended it.
“Eddie, this does NOT taste like chocolate.” The symbiote then does what Eddie can only compare to a cat who’s eaten something bad. A look of disgust is shown on Venom’s face and Eddie can feel it secondhand through their connection.
“I told you it wasn’t actually chocolate.” The scene in front of Eddie was amusing to say the least. Not in any way sexy however as he can feel the arousal slowly abate.
Venom let out an offended noise, scrunching up its eyes before leaning closer to Eddie, lube-covered tongue close to Eddie’s own face. “They shouldn’t have lied to us.”
He can’t help but let out a chuckle at his partner's own disgruntled expression. “Not much I can do about that, I'm afraid.”
The expression on Venom’s face can only be described as thinking. Types of thoughts that Eddie knew he’d have to stop before the symbiote has any plans of eating some guy who technically hasn’t done anything wrong.
Instead however, the symbiote leans forward more and runs its gooey tongue along Eddie’s lips. There is more slime than Eddie is used to, but he opens his mouth more and welcomes the appendage inside.
It wasn’t wrong, the chocolate lube really did taste bad, and Eddie let that thought pass through their connection as strongly as possible. In response Venom leans in closer and shoves more of its tongue down Eddie’s throat.
When they had first tried this, Eddie had panicked, freaking out over how much of it was shoved down his throat and preventing his breathing. Venom had had to teach Eddie that their symbiosis will allow him to breath without actually breathing.
Eddie moans around the tongue in his mouth, Venom lets out its own pleased noise in return. The symbiote's arms come up to pin Eddie's to the bed. A feedback loop of pleasure bounces between the two and Eddie arches his back off the bed.
Venom slowly pulls its tongue out, the muscle twitches and curls against the walls of Eddie's oesophagus. Finally it slips out of his mouth with a wet pop, a thick line of drool connecting Eddie's lips to the tip of Venom’s tongue.
Once again, Eddie was now wet, feeling himself soak his thighs and the sheets below.
“So eager for us already.” Venom smirks down at his human and Eddie spreads his legs further.
“Come on love, make good on your promise.” He runs his fingers along his gooey partner, enjoying the texture and the temperature that isn’t too hot or too cold on his hands.
The best part about having a living amorphous alien living inside of Eddie’s mind, is the fact that Venom knows exactly what he wants at all times. All the kinks and scenes they could do without even having to discuss them (They still do when it’s important). But Eddie never has to worry about being awkward for asking what he really wants.
What Eddie really wants right now is for Venom to breed him up.
An already slicked finger brushes softly against the lips of Eddie’s opening. He keens and rolls his hips, begging with his body for more. Normally Venom has claws but as it shoves its fingers into Eddie’s warm wet cunt, the symbiote thankfully doesn’t have any to slice him up.
It thrusts a few times with one finger before adding a second digit. Already the stretch is ecstasy and Eddie cannot help but clench around the intrusion. They can reach parts of Eddie that make the man arch his back and moan out unabashedly.
Venom’s smile widens, sharp teeth and tongue revealed. The symbiote licks Eddie on the face, tongue teasing his lips before shoving another finger into him.
“ Oh fuck ~ Love!” Eddie’s eyes shut tight as he feels himself ride his first orgasm, clenching and unclenching around the thick digits still buried inside him. He used to be slightly embarrassed whenever he squirts, but being with Venom has made him not care at all.
After he calms down, deep breaths in and out, Venom pulls its fingers from his throbbing cunt. “We’re just warming up.” The symbiote has a habit of trying to wring out as many orgasms from Eddie as it can. Venom’s face pulls away from Eddie’s and moves down his body, tongue trailing over skin and body hair until it curls around his tiny cock nestled between pubic hair.
Eddie closes his eyes, riding Venom’s tongue as the symbiote eats him out. In his head he can feel the symbiote's pleasure as it enjoys the taste of Eddie’s release. In one of their first times doing this, Venom had admitted that Eddie orgasming was tastier than any chocolate or brain it could eat.
“Mm Darling .” Eddie’s body rocks with the thrusts but he still has the sense in mind to put his hand on what resembles the symbiotes head. Venom looks up, white pupiless eyes looking up at him in question. It doesn’t need to ask the question, it already knows.
“We love the sounds we make when we cum.” The tongue pulls out slowly, the texture and bumps rubbing sweetly against the inside of Eddie’s walls. Once the muscle is finally free, the symbiote uses the tip to curl around Eddie’s cock, soaking it in spit and cum before pulling away completely.
“And i’d love it if you made me cum while you fuck me.” Eddie attempts to pull the symbiote up closer to his face, holding his partner's head in his hands above him. “I need you to breed me.”
Venom’s eyes narrow in pleasure, a low rumble escapes its throat and Eddie can feel it in his bones. “Eager aren’t we?”
Instead of continuing to tease Eddie though, the symbiote decides to show him mercy and a few tentacles come out of its body around the area where a human would have genitals. Another thing Eddie had to get used to (And used to fast he did) was the fact that Venom did not have to conform to what humans normally looked like.
The symbiote could literally be anything Eddie wanted. No amount of tentacle porn Eddie had watched would come close to how absolutely transcending it felt to have real tentacles breach him and fill him up in every way.
As multiple tentacles filled up Eddie’s cunt, Venom spiderwebbs its form on top of him. Strings of tentacles holding him open, its form never staying as one shape as it undulated above him and fucked him with ever increasing speed.
“Good job Eddie, you take us so well.” Venom grinned, licking Eddie’s cheek. He kept his eyes closed but moaned at the slimy tendril grazing his stubble
Before Venom, Eddie never liked having his cervix touched when he was bottoming. He didn’t like the sensation and it was all around unpleasant. But the symbiote had seemed to have somehow mixed up those old wires at one point because now, each time Venom thrust into him in vigour, each long black tentacle would graze upon the ring of muscle leading to his womb and he’d arch his back and moan.
In response to the moan, the symbiote let out its own growl before expanding its girth inside of Eddie, opening him up more in ways that felt impossible, it hurt and yet it was the most deliciously pleasurable thing he’d ever felt.
“Oh fuck .”
“Your moans are like music to the ears.”
If Eddie was in any right state of mind, he’d point out that Venom didn’t technically have ears, but the train of thought was completely derailed as the tip of the thick tentacle inside him rubbed and curled over his g spot.
“We want to breed you Eddie.” Venom is starting to sound a little affected, despite its alien stamina and probably the ability to go on forever if it really chose to. It seems it was just as eager to get another orgasm out of Eddie.
“Come on darling, do it.” Eddie cracks open an eye to look up at the shape his partner has now taken. Still inhuman but its teeth, tongue and eyes were still there. Its body was shifting and moving as it thrusted.
“I wonder how a human and symbiote hybrid will look.” Venom grins above him and Eddie moans back. The tentacle inside his cunt pushes further forward. Practically curling and prodding at the entrance to Eddie’s womb.
Eddie grips onto the symbiotes' malleable flesh and grits his teeth as he feels the tentacle breach the ring of muscle and curl up inside his uterus.
The mix of pleasure and pain is too much and Eddie clenches down and cums again. His brain short circuits and he feels the entire world completely vanish from his senses. The only thing Eddie can feel is the wracks of pleasure as he orgasms around Venom and the warm feeling of his insides being filled up by cum.
He will never get used to the mind numbing pleasure he gets from fucking the symbiote. It’s like an ecstasy no drug could ever give him.
After the ringing has stopped, Eddie finally opens his eyes to see the symbiote has lost its form, becoming more of a black pile of goo resting slightly heavily on Eddie’s chest and slightly distended stomach. Little twitches of tentacles show the symbiote enjoying the still lingering orgasm.
Venom is still very much inside Eddie and after another minute, the sensation starts to become too much. He whimpers and the symbiote takes its cue to pull out from his cervix and slowly massage the walls as it slips out from his thoroughly abused cunt.
After the first few times they had fucked, Venom had learnt how to make his own faux cum. Something to fill Eddie up whenever its host desires. When the symbiote finally pulls out completely, it’s like a plug becoming unsealed.The liquid seeps out of his cunt and coats the bed. Eddie pulls himself up slightly on shaky hands to look down between his legs.
“Fuck, you did a number on us.”
“I’m sure it will take.” The symbiote doesn’t need a mouth for Eddie to know it’s grinning smugly.
“If it doesn’t we can just try again.” Eddie runs his hands through the goo, feeling the lingering pleasure start to go down.
“We can try again now!” Venom forms a head and grins properly in front of him this time.
A laugh bubbles at the back of Eddie’s throat, “Yeah, not right now, let me rest before we go another round okay?”