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Eddie…
That voice.
That voice, that deep and grumbling voice that seemed to come from the deepest part of Eddie’s guts, made its way through his veins and sent goosebumps all over his skin.
“Whaddayawant?” he asked in a hurry, terrified.
After the Life Foundation and Drake’s downfall and all that went down after everything was said and done, Eddie found himself with a good amount of money for his problems, a new apartment and several job offers, including his last job plus the promise of a raise and a bigger, better broadcast for his show.
Anyone would think Eddie Brock was set up for life, economically and professionally. People recognized him on street once in a while.
But he felt alone. Alone and isolated, his head felt like it was filled with cotton. Everything passed in front of his eyes like he was seeing everything through a tv screen.
And then, Venom was back. He hadn’t even expected them, he had thought Venom had died in the explosion and suddenly they were here, back, small and weak but with him again and Eddie found himself feeling overwhelmed with emotion and happiness.
But with Venom back, the ravenous hunger and the unstoppable craving for brains was back too. At first, Eddie had done whatever he could to keep them satiated and calm, but Venom was demanding and controlling. Eddie could grant them that they didn’t took control over his body (our body, Eddie) anytime they wanted, but it didn’t change the fact that Eddie was terrified with the sudden realization that Venom could do anything they wanted, that Eddie didn’t have a chance if Venom decided they didn’t need him anymore and took control completely.
At first he started to keep it more to himself, to refrain from them. But Venom kept prying, kept demanding more and more and Eddie didn’t know what else they would ask him for, even when Eddie had nothing left to give. His body, his home, half of his consciousness, his memories, his everything…
What was that?
“I asked you, “what-the fuck-do you-want?””, he repeated. His throat felt dry and his hands were shaking.
Mmmm…
Venom growled, and Eddie trembled.
He was currently perched in front of his computer, not knowing what to do. He had been writing a new article and once Venom had talked, he lost his groove, unable to keep typing, tense and expecting.
Venom slithered through his skin until they formed partially, head, shoulders, arms and torso, all bulky and shining black in front of Eddie. Their big, shiny eyes searching over his face.
You have been so silent, Eddie. Keeping yourself from us. It seems like you have not understand completely, Eddie, but you accepted us in your life. Our life, Eddie.
“No! this is not what I wanted and you knew it! I thought…!”
You thought, Eddie, that everything would be good, and easy. Symbiosis can be the easiest thing, effectively, but only if our perfect host is willing. It seems like we were wrong, Eddie. We thought that you were our perfect host, that we were going to be together for life.
They sounded as if they were… hesitant… repent, as if they…
We are sorry, Eddie. We were wrong to assume you were ours. We tried to make it work, but if you do not want it, there is nothing else we can do.
Suddenly, Eddie felt so empty and alone all over again. Venom cupped his face, brushing their thumb against his cheek.
We have to go now. Have a nice life.
Venom had been gentle with their words, but this final sentence felt like a vengeance. Eddie had not expected it, and it felt like a stab.
And then, the most absolute emptiness.
“Venom?”
Complete silence.
“V?”
Desperation, loneliness, emptiness. The most complete, absolute void.
“Venom!”
Eddie lost his ability to breathe, his heart galloping inside his chest.
Eddie, we are still here. Have not left you yet.
“I don’t want you to go. I don’t want you to…leave me…”
Venom was in silence. Eddie had to make up his mind or he could lose everything. Why was he so afraid of losing Venom? Was it just his fear of being alone, or was it something else?
What do you want, then, Eddie?
Hell if he knew. The only thing he was sure about was the fact that he did not want to be alone. He did not want to lose Venom. Not now. Not ever.
“I don’t want you to go!” he repeated, “but still…. I don’t have anything else to give you…” he tried to explain, unsure, “I don’t know what else you want…”
Venom was silent, but Eddie felt comprehension and sadness through their bond.
“…and even if I knew, I’m not sure I could give it to you. You are… too much. Too fucking much, Venom”.
Venom rippled inside him. Eddie then heard them explain with a soft, careful voice:
We need chemicals produced by brains. Adrenaline, but not only that. We enjoy the taste of your emotions, Eddie. Fear, excitement, anger. Those are enough to sustain us, but we could thrive even more if we could get a substance you produce when you feel… affection, Eddie. Love.
To say Eddie was baffled would be an understatement.
“Love?”
And lust, Eddie. We… have felt it. In your dreams. Your dreams of us, Eddie. Tenderness, adoration, lust. Vulnerability. Submission. Your own brand of love for us. Concocted specifically for us, for you are our perfect host. No other human could do it, so nutritious and tasty.
“No… no nonono, you weren’t supposed to see those dreams!”
It was bound to happen, Eddie. Now, it is for you to decide. If your choice is to give yourself to us, then we can stay, and make sure you don’t have to eat more brains. Because our bond will sustain us with the delicious chemicals produced by your wonderful brain.
Eddie imprinted his nails on his desk.
“And what if I decide not to?”
He felt them tremble and make themselves small inside his chest. His stomach felt heavy at that.
Then we will have to go, and find another host. We will not force Eddie to sustain us if none of the choices sits well with him.
“So…it is to keep eating brains, or… to feed you with the chemicals in my brain, or you to leave me”.
Basically.
Eddie hide his face into his trembling hands.
“And how could I feed you with my chemicals?”
Venom perked at that.
They just have to be released and we will make sure to absorb them. It will not cause any imbalances in your brain, for you will be producing an “extra” just for us. It will be even more nutritious than if we were catching them whenever they were produced.
“And we will have to…?”
Venom feed him some images, screenshots taken directly from his dreams. He was finding it was hard to breathe.
“O…Okay. I don’t… I don’t have to actively participate, do I? I just need to… be there. Doing what you say”.
…If that’s what you want, Eddie.
“Then… lead the way”.
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Eddie was standing in front of his bed. Sometimes he felt like it was tiny, but now it seemed enormous. He was afraid and ashamed, because he knew, he fucking knew, this was everything he wanted. But, what if it didn’t mean the same to Venom? What if they just took what they wanted and leave him anyway? What if they were violent, what if they hurt him or made him sick?
Eddie felt Venom sipping out of his skin and seeing the mirror in front of the bed, he could see them forming completely behind him. So tall. So broad and strong. Their big, dangerous hands traveled to his shoulders and gripped them with force, but delicately at the same time, grounding him.
Relax, Eddie. Breathe.
Eddie breathed. In, out.
Venom’s claws slipped over his arms and to his waist, clutching the hem of his hoodie, taking it up and off him slowly. Then they traced his abdomen and his hard nipples with their fingers.
“Aaah…” Eddie gasped, his voice higher, not expecting to feel his skin so sensitized. Their knuckles caressed the curve of his low back. Eddie arched. Their big, strong arms encased him by his torso. Eddie felt them talking, nuzzling his nape and caressing his chest.
So pretty, Eddie. Do not have to do anything. Just keep breathing for us.
Eddie did.
You have dreamed with this, Eddie. With us. You called us “master”, “sir”. Call us that, Eddie.
“But… you said I didn’t… ah!”
Eddie was interrupted by a hard slap on his ass. Despite having his jeans on still, it felt heavy and burning on his skin.
You are talking back at us, pet. We do not like it.
Eddie whimpered. Of course, Venom had seen everything. They knew he liked this, needed this, even, especially when it was about them. All his fantasies, fulfilled, and he was still so terrified he could not move, could not breathe, and tears formed on his eyes and…
“Ah!” another slap, and his pants and underwear were yanked off his legs before he knew what was going on. Now, he was with his back pressed on the bed, his legs up, where Venom had manhandled them to strip him.
You were slow, Eddie.
“It will… will not happen again… master”.
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Tendrils massaged all over his skin, two of them playing with his nipples, some more rubbing his shoulders, getting rid of every knot, making Eddie feel soft and malleable like a pile of goo. Venom’s tongue was entangled on his dick, moving up and down, teasing his slit. His big claws kneading his ass cheeks. Smothering him in complete bliss.
His eyes rolled back, Eddie prepared to be consumed by ecstasy, but Venom stopped any movement, interrupting his orgasm, making Eddie whimper in loss.
You will not come until we say so, pet. Now, on your hands and knees.
Eddie tried to move, but he felt lost. By the time he could get in position, he was rewarded with yet another slap, now on his other cheek, and he howled in pain and bliss.
You did not answer to our order.
“I am sorry, sir… I… I was distracted”, Eddie’s throat was dry, and his eyes and ears felt numb. Venom produced what could seem like a growl, but instead was something like a humming laugh. Eddie shivered. Their tongue traveled all over his back.
Would you like to know what are we going to do with you, Eddie?
“Y…yes, master”.
We will taste you, Eddie, more than any other person has. We will slide our tongue inside your hole. We will stretch it and lube it up with our tongue. We will prepare your asshole to receive our cock. How does that sound, Eddie?
Eddie was a shivering, whimpering mess. His dick was leaking pre-come, and his hands were clutching the sheets with so much force, his knuckles were white. Venom gave him a good slapping in both of his cheeks, making him howl and cry of happiness. Then they kneaded his ass, spreading him to reveal his little, tight hole.
“I… I don’t want to”.
Eddie could not see Venom, his face planted against the bed, but he could feel them freeze at that.
What did you say, Eddie?
“I don’t want to. Please…” he wriggled his hips, in complete contrast to what he was saying, “don’t do it. I don’t want you to”.
Mmmmmh. We will see if you think the same once we have our tongue inside you. They spread Eddie again, ready to begin his feast. Eddie clutched the sheets for dear life.
First, Venom brushed repeatedly their long, wet appendage over his rim. Eddie trembled every time, but when Venom finally breached his hole with six inches of it, Eddie downright crumbled. He could not even open his eyes, fearing any sensorial input that could send him over the edge, their reflection in the mirror, for example. The tongue entered him even more, maybe ten inches, moving in and out of him until they found his prostate.
“N…no…” it seemed like a good moment to keep playing his fantasy, and he knew, Venom could hear him on his head when his inner voice said “yes, yes, yes, yes” over and over again.
Eddie had been trying to suppress his moans, but right now, he couldn’t care less if anyone heard him being fucked and used like never before. Eddie was trying not to cum yet, but his prostate was being abused, his cheeks numb with the slapping, tendrils massaging and kneading all over his skin.
Cum, Eddie, you can cum now, cum for us!
And who was Eddie to disobey his Master?
The orgasm hit him like a tsunami, Venom kept tongue-fucking him all through it, making it almost unbearable. Eddie could not stop screaming, cumming like never before on his life.
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When he came to, it must had passed just several seconds, for Venom was still tongue-fucking his asshole, milking him of the last of the chemicals he needed, Eddie supposed. His dick jerked, releasing a last strand of semen. Eddie moaned and shivered.
Venom stopped, and then retracted from him. Eddie barely found enough force in him to move his head around and see them.
Venom looked at him, and then, produced a new appendage from the area of his crotch. Eddie felt his mouth water, and a terrified moan escaped his lips at the view.
Do you like, it, pet? It is for you. Come and… inspect it.
Eddie dragged himself over the bed to sit on the edge and then, a little hesitantly, to kneel in front of them. Venom was standing in front of the bed, some tendrils connecting him to Eddie, big, monstrous, beautiful cock on display.
Eddie vacillated before taking it on his hands. It was at least twelve inches long, thick, heavy, solid. Warm. He loved it. He nuzzled it kissed it, licked it. He took the tip inside his mouth and sucked. Traced every vein with his tongue. It was perfect. It was terrifying. It was going to kill him.
“I… I don’t want to take it, master… it’s too big?”
What is too big, pet?
“Your… your cock, master. It is too big for me. Please, don’t make me take it”.
Mmmh. That’s not for you to decide, pet. Keep sucking.
Eddie went at it with ease. He massaged the appendage with his hands and sucked everywhere his mouth could go. He let it rest against his face, feeling its weight and its warmth against his skin. He took its big tip inside his mouth again, hoping to catch the taste of its cum, but found nothing.
You want us to… produce? Something for you to taste?
Eddie looked up at him, his eyes glassed, and then nodded without letting go of their cock. Almost immediately, he was rewarded with the taste of a burning liquid that traveled down his tongue and throat. It had a strong taste, bittersweet, addicting. Eddie lapped at it, loving it.
“More… give me more, please…”
Venom pressed their enormous claw on Eddie’s head and forced him down their cock once again, giving him more and more of that delicious fluid, roaring with the force of some kind of orgasm they were experiencing. Eddie rolled his eyes, his dick twitching, coming to life again.
When he finally could let go of Venom’s cock, they were still with their claws on his head, grabbing him by the hairs of his nape, but not forcing him anymore.
On your hands and knees, Eddie.
Eddie shook his head.
“No, I don’t want to…”
Venom’s cruel, pointed fingers grabbed Eddie’s chin, making him look at them again. Eddie felt like he was in paradise.
Did not ask if you wanted to. You have to.
“Y…yes…master…”
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Eddie found himself again on his hands and knees, his face pressed against the mattress.
You look so beautiful, little slave.
Eddie whimpered at being called that. Venom must have perceived the rush of feelings inside his brain, because he grabbed his hips and pressed himself against his ass and continued talking.
You like this, don’t you, slave? Being reminded that you belong to us. That we can take you however we want to.
“N…no…”
Yes. And you will take our cock, and you are going to like it. In fact, you are going to love it. Eddie’s heart went crazy, and his dick twitched, leaking pre-cum already. You are not going to be able to live a day without us, without our cock. You are going to feel us all the time inside of you, and when you can not feel us anymore, you will ask us to penetrate you even if you are with other people. You will want us inside of you forever. And we will be glad to deliver.
“No, please…”
Inside his head, through their bond, a thread of “yes yes yes” made its way from him to Venom, confirmed by his skin in goosebumps.
Venom spread his cheeks again, and let their cock slide along his crack. Then, they pressed his cheeks back, using them to massage their cock. Using him like a sex toy. Eddie cried at the realization, desperate, frantic, the teasing too much for him to bear.
“Master…master please, please don’t!” he moaned, feeling his hole flitching at any portion of their cock it could take. “Don’t tease me, please”.
You said you did not want to take our cock, pet. We figured we would just simply take our pleasure. They didn’t stop their movements while they talked, front and back, simulating thrusts as if they were already inside of Eddie. Then, they made an annoyed grumble that made Eddie sigh. Eddie is a capricious little thing. We will not please him any longer.
At this, Venom finally circled the tip of their cock against Eddie’s asshole.
“Please, please…” Eddie cried, prayed, “please…”
Do you want it or not, Eddie?
Eddie gulped.
“N...no. I don’t…”
And then Venom was three inches in. Eddie howled, his hole clenching around Venom’s cock, overwhelmed by its size and its heat. It was almost unbearable, painful, but at the same time, so fucking good.
“No, no…”
Yes, yes, yes…
We did say we will no longer satisfy you.
Five more inches made their way inside his anus. Eddie keened and trashed, tears making their way down his face.
“Please stop…”
More, more, more, don’t stop, please, don’t stop!
And finally, Venom’s pelvis made contact with his ass. Venom grumbled again and Eddie tried to calm down, to breathe. He concentrated on the feeling inside of him, the solid heat he was clenching to with his muscles, the way the littlest of movements, even breathing, made him feel them inside of him. Eddie pressed his hand against his stomach, pressing his fingers on the bulge he found there.
Venom didn’t move.
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Several minutes had passed. Venom was gently rocking back and forth inside of him, brushing his prostate with their length. Eddie felt the bulge moving inside of him. He loved it so much.
We love our Eddie so much.
Eddie perked at that. Up until that moment, he had been in a daze, too besotted to react to anything. The hole building could be falling in pieces all around him, and the only thing he could think about was Venom. Venom inside of him, all around him, tendrils caressing his skin.
And now this. Venom loved him.
Venom loved him with every brushing of their claws on his arms, on his chest, with the way their teeth pressed against his neck without breaking skin. Venom loved him, taking his head, making him turn to him all he could, Venom loved him inserting their tongue as far as it could go inside of his throat.
Venom loved him, thrusting in and out of him, rocking him on their cock.
“No! No!” Eddie whimpered when the tongue left him, and he didn’t know what he was protesting, the unrelenting movement of Venom’s cock inside of him or being abandoned by their tongue.
Venom kept thrusting. Eddie cried, whimpered, moaned, hanging on the mattress for dear life.
Yes, we love Eddie, will mark him as ours.
Eddie came with so much force he felt blinded by it. But Venom kept going, torturing him with pleasure. He was moving at an arduous pace, changing to a slower one anytime Eddie prayed to him for more, punishing him. Eddie came again, Venom slapping him in the ass before squeezing his cheeks between their fingers, making sure that his hole took all of them.
“Please…please… ahh…ah...ahh…!”
We are going to cum inside of you, Eddie. All of our seed inside of your beautiful hole. Made just for us, Eddie.
“For you…made for you, Venom!”
Take us, slave! Take our seed inside of you!
“Yes, yes, YES! VENOM!”
Eddie felt it. Heavy, warm, abundant. It sloshed inside his body, flooding his guts.
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Venom was still inside of him when they moved him on the bed.
Don’t want you to lose any of our seed.
They were still formed, Eddie on top of them, with his back against their broad chest. Their cock inside of his ass. One of their claws pressed against his rounded stomach, his head laying on Venom shoulder.
“Venom? T…take it out…”
Mmmm. No.
At Venom’s hum, their body trembled, making Eddie shiver with the remnants of his pleasure.
“Oh… okay. It feels… good anyways…”
Venom chuckled and nuzzled his head.
Will stay inside Eddie until our load is absorbed. Will do this again tomorrow. Our beloved. We love our Eddie.
Eddie tilted his head, trying to hide from them. He was crying.
Pleasure, ecstasy, bliss… disappointment, sadness, regret.
“Did you… get them? The chemicals?”
The most perfect meal we have ever tasted. Eddie made it for us. We knew we were supposed to be here, to be with Eddie. No one else could have produced such perfection.
Eddie almost chuckled, almost.
It hurt him to realize Venom’s concept of love was so different from his. Venom would never love Eddie the same way Eddie loved them.
Rest, Eddie. We love you.
“I…I love you too, Venom…”