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Eddie had missed Anne for months, and without Venom he probably would have continued to for years. But now, with a symbiote in his head every waking (and unwaking) moment there was never enough time to fall into that deep dark pit again. If Venom wasn’t hungry, Venom was bored, so they were always doing something .
Now though, Eddie was beginning to find it a bit over bearing. He. never. had. a. moment. alone. Eddie couldn’t easily tell Venom he needed some privacy; reason one being how they even did that, could Venom nap? Momentarily disconnect? Eddie had no idea.
Reason 2: Venom would interview him for as much information as possible, to Venom everything between them was shared.
Hell, he even watches me shit.
Do you need to defecate.
“ What?” God. He couldn’t even think his own thoughts. Venom was everywhere, truly.
You are thinking about shitting. Do you need to?
“No….”Eddie dragged his hands across his face, sucking in a deep breath to keep himself from screaming at the ceiling. “I was just thinking. That’s all.”
Why would you think about defecating if you had no need to?
“God….. I don’t know, okay. Sometimes humans have thoughts they don’t mean to.”
Like, how you think of Anne even though she threw you in the trash for a doctor.
“Shut. Up!” Eddie stood up. “Can’t I think a fucking thought without you critiquing me for it?” Eddie began pacing around his couch. Having an argument with air. “Also. Anne is off limits. I told you that. Don’t think I haven’t noticed you digging through my memories.”
It’s not my fault I see them when you broadcast them so vividly.
Eddie took deep calming breaths until his anger soothed out. “Venom. I need some privacy alright. I know I’m your other and all that, but sometimes I need a little space.”
Why.
The anger in Eddie quickly built up again. He brought his hands up and envisioned himself choking Venom out, all the veins in his hands threatening to pop.
We do not need privacy. You and Anne shared, we will as well.
Eddie then turned and kicked his foot into the wall. “That. Was. Fucking. Different.” Each time he phrased a word, he landed another kick to the brick wall. Then suddenly his leg stopped as Venom took control of his body. He quickly sent them him flying onto the couch. His unmistakable white eyes and toothy grin came out in front of Eddie’s face.
What are you hiding Eddie?
His large pink tongue came winding out, licking Eddies face.
We will share more than you and Anne ever could. The large tongue came around and licked Eddie’s ear, making him shiver. Your sweat tastes delicious…. Your arousal as well.
Eddie’s eyes widened. He quickly looked down between his legs, noticing the slight tent in his pants. Fuck……
Yes Eddie. Fuck.
The pink tongue swirled up his cheek and to his round lips.
This is what Anne used to do to you. Do you enjoy it?
Eddie’s anger once again bubbled up slightly at the mention of Anne, but it was quickly forgotten as a black tendril pressed against the front of his jeans. As he opened his mouth to let out a groan the pink tongue fell in further.
You are easily excited Eddie. Is it because you have not masturbated in a while? Eddie choked. You used to more frequently when you were younger, then Anne helped you, now you have not since. Why?
Eddie cleared his throat and pushed out Venom’s large tongue. “Because….” Eddie took a second to regain his breathing. “I needed privacy.”
Ah.
“…Look V. I can’t exactly get my rocks off when I have some alien thing watching me.”
But you watched Anne.
A furious blush grew on Eddie’s cheeks. He hadn’t meant to catch her laying on the bed, legs spread wide…fingers rubbing her clit.
His dick jumped up in earnest, sending a coil of pleasure through his gut. Venom noticed immediately and the tendril quickly rode up his shirt and down his belt line. Before the black goo could reach his dick Eddie quickly sat up and slapped it away.
Why can’t we touch you Eddie?
Eddie slammed his head against the back of the couch. Was a parasite from space seriously trying to give him a hand job? He hasn’t been touched in so long, and while he didn’t mind Venom he didn’t think of him in that way.
Suddenly the memory of the kiss in the forest aired in his mind and how it had felt to have Venom completely against him.
He groaned, deep and exhausted. Why did he have to be the one to get the annoying symbiote? Not one of the other 7 billion people . Eddie opened his eyes and peered into Venoms fully white ones. Venom was watching Eddie calmly, the tendril that was previously exploring his dick was sitting limp next to Eddie’s hip.
Can we touch you?
Eddie paused for a moment, then nodded; fuck it. In a millisecond the black tendril was back on his dick, gripping and pulling in an odd and unfamiliar way. Eddie moaned nonetheless and rutted his hips up, bringing his hand up to grip on the edge of the couch.
Eddie….we feel so good.
Eddie could feel a shoot of pleasure come from Venom, a feeling shared through their connection. Is he getting off on this?
Define getting off .
The tendril moved up to tear away Eddie’s jeans and boxers, moving to stretch around his bare cock and Eddie groaned again. “This. Dumbass.”
Then yes…I’m getting off.
Eddie stopped still in his tracks, staring into Venoms eyes. “How?”
Venoms grin grew even more devilish and the tendril swooped up and began pumping Eddie’s dick.
We are feeling you.
Wait a second… Eddie looked down at the black tendril again and noticed a slight mushroom head on it, with a slit.
Is that your fucking dick???
Venom stopped in thought and then began stroking again. Yes.
“ Oh fuck.” Before Eddie could even help it his orgasm rippled through his body, cum shooting up and on to his stomach. He whined helplessly and rutted his hips up into Venom’s dick.
Venom looked at Eddie in surprise, his orgasm being brought on by Eddie’s. They were one after all.
They laid there for a couple of minutes and when Eddie finally began to find his senses he reached out and touched Venom’s face, though a little more droopy and soft than usual.
Felt incredible Eddie.
“Yeah.”