Warm
Eddie stood under the warm spray of water as he scrubbed at his hair to get the shampoo out, between the kids and the new SHIELD job (their very long, very boring orientation was this morning) showering was the only time he got to himself lately. Well, as to himself as he ever got, V was always there of course. But sometimes being in the shower wasn’t even a sure shot not to be bothered either because there was already knocking on the bathroom door.
“Yeah?” He raised his voice over the running water.
“I spilled my juice.” Lasher’s voice came through the closed door.
“Clean it up, buddy.” He relayed the seemingly obvious instructions and heard the kid run off.
As he went back to lathering up his skin he felt a certain someone start massaging his back gradually working lower. He produced a pleased hum as Venom kneaded his ass and tickled his upper thighs. A web of tendrils poured over his shoulders to grope at his pecs and tweak at his nipples.
“V…” He breathed running a soapy hand across his collarbones.
A thick rope of his symbiote wrapped around his thigh and lifted his leg as more tendrils snaked out of from between his shoulder blades to run themselves all over him. The tendrils swirling and pulsing over his skin like tumbling ocean waves. Undulating tentacles acting like long, dexterous fingers to warm him up and ease his body into pliability both internally and externally. Resting his forehead on the shower wall he found himself needing his other to claim him- a reminder, a restart. Needed Venom to remind him who he was and who he’d become, remind him that there was so much adoration and love between them that it couldn’t even be held in just two beings anymore. He needed it like he needed the gravity keeping him here, he would untether and slip away without it.
“You always welcome me so wonderfully my beloved.”
“Y-you aren’t sick of me yet?” He smiled and laughed through the water running over his lips.
“Never.” They thrummed.
His eyes flickered as Venom worked their way into his prepared, anticipating entrance and a flurry of teeth buried into his shoulder. Drawing in a concentrated breath as they pressed far into him, hiking his leg up higher and writhing against his innermost walls. His fingers slid against the slippery wet tile as a second member pushed against his already tight stretched rim before slithering inside.
“Hnng! Aah!” He grunted and whined as the second thick member slid alongside the first.
He pressed himself against the wall as the two tentacles pumped in and out of him at alternating paces making him sting in a wonderful way. The cold ceramic against his leaking cock pushing him to need to wrap his hand around it. Another tendril hooks around the side of his mouth causing him to drool a little as he rubbed his tongue against it and made all kinds of sounds that entirely bewitched Venom.
“Love watching you care for my spawn. Hips wide, tits full. Love watching you this way too.”
It always turned him on when V gave into their dominating side like that. It was a controlled part of their nature but in their nature nonetheless. He liked feeling taken.
As Venom pushed the twin appendages as far into him as they could without making him cramp up his eyes rolled back and he moaned, Venom making a sound somewhere between a rumbling growl and a melodic hum. A sound he’s long since recognized as one only Venom could make. A sound that always sent carnal heat swelling low in his abdomen. That noise combined with the long practiced nudging and rubbing of his prostate sent him over the edge so hard he may have lost his sight for a few seconds and almost slipping, taking the shower curtain down with him.
He relaxed with his face smooshed against the wall feeling nothing but utter contentment, the water now running tepid. After getting an affectionate lick and after stepping out and toweling off they decided that was a pretty good way to spend twenty-six minutes.