Chapter 2
They get to the hotel, Eddie paying for his room and heading to the elevator. He turns his keycard in his hand while listening to the pleased clicks of his lover. Smug, Eddie thinks to himself- everything venoms doing is so new and yet turns him on to no end. He waits for the elevator, so impatient trying to hide his arousal from guests.
“Y-you’re really chipper tonight for someone who gets tired easy.” He steps into an empty elevator, finally able to be alone with his thoughts. That is, until the symbiote pushes him against the elevator wall claiming his lips again.
{not tired. Vegas baby! Perfect time to lose your inhibitions.} Venom pulls his host in by the waist. His tone oozes with love and devotion. He’s predatory in nature, but Eddie isn’t prey. He’s something to be cherished.
Venom plans on doing just that.
“God you look like you wanna bite my head off. This shouldn’t be turning me on, but fuck I don’t care.” He claims the symbiotes mouth, venom’s tongue seeming to fill his mouth but not cut off his oxygen.
{you’re my type of fucked up. I can’t wait to fill you with my spawn, watch you grow.} he places his bulked out knee between Eddie’s legs, pressing against his cock.
“W-we’re almost at our floor.” Was all Eddie managed to say through a moan.
{you’re leaking pheromones,} venom drinks in the delicious slide of chemicals that have been filling the air since the car ride. the kiss is soul bruising, tendrils inking their way up Eddie’s arm to pin him with more pressure. {your natural scent, I could just devour you. Eat you alive and you would say nothing. Perfect time to give you our spawn.}
“Oh you’re a wild one, aren’t you.” Eddie smirks as venom grabs him by the shirt with a clawless hand.
{not really, I just know what you like.}
He presses his head into the crook of venom’s shoulder, the scent of ozone making him sigh- he’s never been up close enough to realize the alien had a scent.
It might just be his favorite one after tonight.
“And tell me what that is?” His tone is flirty, almost taunting.
{I could just show you. Wouldn’t that be better?}
“Damn venom you have a point.”
With that he lets himself absorb back into Eddie, the door opening at their floor. He steps out, smoothing his hair back into place and fixing his shirt. He wrestles his dazed smile into a polite content one as he walks to his room, sliding his key into the lock.
He locks them in the room, safe for the night as the symbiote maneuvers them to the bed, his lips not leaving his hosts.
If Eddie stood up right now, he’s pretty sure his legs would be shaking, his knees already weak. His shirt and shorts got removed during a kiss- the worn fabric being tossed away like a leaf in the wind. Venoms eyes are wide, curious and Eddie looks at the symbiote like he’s the only thing that matters at the moment.
“There’s gotta be something I can do for you man, fuck,” he fucks up into his own hand, cock burning to the touch with arousal. “I feel…I feel fucking selfish-I wanna make you feel good,” the black tendrils surround his hand as he strokes again, Eddie tilting his head back. “Please tell me I can make you feel good.”
{you’re making me feel good, don’t worry.} he reassures eddie. He has parental instincts already. Always ready to share, to give.
“How? How does that work when I haven’t even touched you yet?”
{we are one, eddie. You are mine . I feel as you feel. Only magnified.} venom growls, easing his precious other onto the bed. {all you need to do is lay back and feel for me, take what you need from me.}
He lays back against the pillow, black tendrils making their way up his neck like ivy vines to stroke his hair as their lips meet again, exchanging temperatures. He lets his eyes slide shut as venoms clawless hands stroke at his naked hips for the first time. His skin is cold, the touch familiar yet oh so new. He lets a moan he didn’t even know he was fighting to hide slip and venom growls in surprise. His host begins to tremble in Venom's embrace, shivering through stolen kisses.
Suddenly the alien stops.
“Please don't tell me you want to stop. I don't know what I'd do if you didn't want this.” it’s pleading, like he was looking up to whatever god would answer.
{I'm not stopping, couldn't if I tried.}
“Then tell me you want this. Please let me know its real.”
{ I want this. More than anything.} he runs his claw down eddies inner thigh, watching the muscle twitch and writhe with the touch. {eddie are you ok, your legs are shaking.} venom asks, confused yet equally turned on. {im not hurting you, am I?} his hands are everywhere, gliding against the taut expanse of Eddie's body.
“I…its just that when everything feels so good, that's what happens. Keep doing what you're doing, v.” so much feels good that he starts to whimper, grasping onto the alien for dear life.
He suddenly feels black envelop his cock like a sleeve, he hisses, gripping Venom's shoulder as he lets out small pleading whimpers. {so patient, so pliant like this- thought you'd be like this.} Eddie feels the vibration of Venom's purr as the symbiote caressed his neck in a cat like way- the alien stroking eddies cock languidly.
“L-like putty in your hands. I need you to breed me. G…god venom I need you to fuck me.” if he wasn't so far gone he'd find his whimpering stupidly pathetic -but nows not the case. Now he's arching against the symbiotes hold, writhing against him trying to find something to take the edge off so he doesn't come before he's bred.
Good thing a symbiote can control orgasms.