Chapter 3
Eddie whined and whimpered, his hips aching from the unforgiving porcelain of the bathroom sink. The material was freezing and bit sharply into his bare skin, pressing against his bruises that his symbiote had dealt him. He struggled to find purchase on the sink, it’s surface slippery with his sweat from his hands. Venom was behind him, and was pressing Eddie down, bending him over roughly. Eddie was able to see himself in the bathroom mirror and his heart fluttered at the sight of Venom behind him. Venom had his claws in his hips and his tongue was licking Eddie’s back and butt, his rank breath warming Eddie’s skin. Eddie wanted to rock backwards and push Venom’s attentive tongue downward, but Venom had him restrained by several thick and strong tentacles. Eddie gladly let them take control.
After several licks, rough bites and scratches, and many eliciting sounds of pleasure from Eddie, Venom snarled, his animalistic side shining through. He began to pry Eddie’s cheeks open, a long tongue licking his red and raw rim, Eddie’s eyes fluttered, a sweet, broken moan falling from his parted lips. Venom muffled by Eddie’s cheeks, made a corresponding sonorous sound, like a grumble or groan making Eddie’s balls vibrate. Soon Venom was licking inside Eddie’s cavernous hole, a deep and steady pace causing an orgasm to bubble under Eddie’s skin. Eddie came, untouched, the prodding of Venom enough to tip him over. Venom continued, a growl of pleasure ebbing out while a stray tentacle shoveling the cum leaking out of Eddie into Venom’s mouth, his claws now buried on Eddie’s cheeks.
“Oh god, please.” Eddie wheezed, his body still shaking violently from the shattering orgasm he just had. He had only orgasmed from constant stimulation, or many rounds of sex with Annie, which even then, was hard to accomplish. He was shocked that he had orgasmed untouched and standing up. His legs were jelly under him, his arms numb, his nerves shot to hell, but he wanted more.
Venom could sense Eddie’s shock and fatigue, bending him further over the sink, until Eddie was face down, his lips almost completely against the bottom of the sink, a crude but sweet attempt at providing Eddie something to lean on. As soon as he accomplished the new position with Venom’s silent instruction, Venom moved, suddenly replaced his tongue with a tentacle, rubbing it along Eddie’s abused hole, the previous round of sex still lingering there from when Venom had came inside of Eddie. Eddie felt the slick and wetness leaking from him, pooling between his legs as Venom rubbed harder.
“Ahhhh, huhhhmm.” Eddie moaned, trying to push back. He wanted Venom in him completely. He wanted more of Venom and his heavenly touches and torment.
Venom growled at Eddie’s movement backwards and slammed him forward, knocking the little breath Eddie had, out of him. Venom resumed, a tentacle starting to break through the ring of worn muscle, massaging Eddie’s balls during the heady assault. Eddie cried out, his eyes screwed shut, sweat gathering on his forehead, his legs shaking violently. As he cried out, Venom stuck a large tentacle into Eddie’s open mouth, causing Eddie to choke. He hummed, his mouth full, faintly tasting iron, death and his own cum. Venom soon had a tentacle wrapped around Eddie’s dick, it was so hard and was begging for friction. Venom finally settled, his torment stopping slightly so Eddie could adjust to the obscene fullness of Venom, the domination of him. Venom snarled, motionless in Eddie, his tentacles pulsing, thick and heavy in Eddie’s mouth, his ass, sharp claws on his hips, mouth full of razor sharp teeth on his back, a tentacle in his hair, one or two around Eddie’s chest teasing his nipples, feeling his trail of hair above his crotch, and a final one around Eddie’s angry cock. Eddie moaned loudly, earning praise from Venom, “Eddie, all mine.”
He nodded, although when he did, he felt the tentacle in his mouth slide down his throat, gagging him.
Venom continued pushing, the tentacle in Eddies mouth and throat continued down, and Eddie sweared he felt Venom enter his damn stomach. Venom doubled his size of his tentacle in Eddies burning lower hole, and began the tantalizingly slow movements. Eddie gurgled and cried, tears falling into the sink, his lungs stalling for air. Soon Eddie was beyond lightheaded, his throat sore and his chest on fire. He felt Venom pull out of him from behind slightly, pushing his other tentacle deeper into Eddie’s throat, soon reversing the push and pull. Eddie started to see stars as he lost complete access to oxygen. Venom retreated back into Eddie as he was about to pass out. He laid limp on the sink, his breath stuttering and catching but as soon as he regain his breath, Venom was back, harder this time, almost dangerously rough.
Eddie came again and again, Venom purring and greedily sucking his arousal up with his tongue or a stray tentacle.
Soon Venom’s tongue was resting on his throat, and he forced Eddie up, just enough so Eddie’s vein in his throat could be seen, jumping in his skin. Venom looked at Eddie in the mirror, making him watch, his mouth and throat protruding with a large tentacle, as Venom licked his vein.
Eddie whined, his eyes shifting between Venom’s face and his throat. “Do you trust Venom?”
Eddie gurgled around the tentacle, but he screamed in his mind, YES! He did!
Venom made eye contact with Eddie again, but this time, he sunk his teeth into Eddie’s neck, and blood poured out of Eddie’s neck, causing him to scream in pain, but when he blinked, he skin was just red and irritated, Venom grinning wickedly at him. “Venom heal, venom protect.”
He began a new type of teasing, one that made Eddie’s brain twist in knots at the weird sensation. Venom would tear at his neck, then heal it, and slowly, after much painful attention from Venom’s teeth and tentacles, Eddie was able to breathe through it and the tentacle down his throat. Soon pain contorted into pleasure, and he was BEGGING for it between strokes of the tentacle in his throat. His eyes fell to his neck and realized that Venom had given him a dark and dangerous looking bruise. Before he could utter a word or catch his breath, Venom dragged him off the sink, and laid him on his chest on the bathroom floor. Venom draped over him like a blanket, his tentacles retreating until only one remained, deep inside Eddie’s ass, and the real taunting began. Venom fucked into him hard, his cum oozing into Eddie, the force of his thrusts ending with a slap to Eddie’s prostrate, which made Eddie yelp and moan.
After just a couple of short thrusts, Venom orgasmed, shooting ropes of his “cum” into Eddie, who orgasmed in turn, his body clamping down on Venom. As Venom cradled Eddie, he grumbled, “Answer?”
Eddie, almost incoherent, babbled, “What?”
“Venom love Eddie. Eddie love Venom yet?”
Eddie chuckled, his fingers interlacing with Venoms tentacles, “I think you already know the answer. I’ve thought it for weeks now.”
Venom huffed in annoyance, and Eddie laughed, “I love you, V.”
Venom hummed happily, no answer needed from Venom as he pulled Eddie into the shower, the bar of soap back in one of his tentacles as they started back at square one.