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pleasetakethis · 8 months
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Surrendering
Written for the 2023 Fandom 5K Exchange. I matched on Venom and couldn't get this idea out of my mind (Venom catching sight of a lingerie display and insisting Eddie wear it). These two are fun.
Pairing: Eddie Brock/Venom Symbiote Rating: Explicit Word Count: 5.2k Tags: Getting Together, Banter, Fluff and Smut, Symbiote Sex, Kink Discovery, Lingerie, Venom Symbiote Loves Eddie Brock, Human Disaster Eddie Brock, Minor Dan Lewis/Anne Weying, Anne Weying Approves Summary: Eddie struggled to figure out boundaries with a symbiote.
Venom helped.
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primewritessmut · 14 hours
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WIP Wednesday
the Groundhog's Day symbrock fic i've been trying to write for ages actually has some words in it!
“Fuck.” The word comes out short and sharp as soon as Eddie wakes up. His sheets are damp with sweat and wrapped around his legs tight enough that his feet have started to tingle. He feels like hell warmed over. He always feels like hell today. The first time, he convinced himself it was the flu, but now he knows better. The first time, he thought he couldn’t possibly feel any worse than he did when he woke up, but he was proved wrong about that, too. Over and over and over. For a split second, he hopes something has changed. Maybe that water spot on his ceiling has gotten bigger or the bass thud of a car driving by has a different beat. But then his heart stutters out of rhythm in a very particular way and he knows. Nothing has changed. Except for him. He doesn’t have to look at his phone to know what day it is. It’s dead anyway. It’s always dead today.
i took the open tag so open tags for all
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winged-winter · 1 year
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im about to write the pain kinkiest symbrock fan fiction and it’s actually not my fault
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artbyifer · 2 years
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@eddievenombigbang is over and @cupidsbower and I have made a fic!
Join us for aliens, journalism, courting, and a battle for the throne of the galactic empire.
The fic contains several more illustrations, which will be posted here eventually but for now are an AO3 exclusive.
Read The End of Happiness HERE!
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innermuse24 · 1 year
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SymBrock Fanfic: 'Symbosis Entwined Like Thorns of a Rose Wrapping Around One's Body, But Not Harming One' or  'Love Thy Venom'
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Symbiosis - interaction between two different organisms living in close physical association, typically to the advantage of both.
This is what Venom and Eddie have and this is their story on how it become more.
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Notes:
Eddie Brock and Venom Relationship
A/B/O dynamics e.g Venom is an Alpha Symbiote and so Eddie to him is an Omega
Eddie becomes a Omega for Venom
Eddie still keeps in touch with Annie
Venom speak in in bold italics when it Eddie Brock's P.O.V and normal italics when Venom's P.O.V
Sexaul intercourse or Mating
Mpreg
Violence, Gore and Heads being bitten off in future chapters to be written up
Carnage will make a appearance e.g. the person that we all saw at the end of the film that Eddie met in the San Quentin Prison
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Part 1 - Prologue: 'An Alpha always Protects their Omega, even if Both are being Hunted by another Predator' ---------------
Eddie Brock's P.O.V:
Eddie.
"Hmmm…..Five more minutes, please?…"
EDDIE!!!!
Venom shouting that in my ear at about 5 telepathically in my head makes me shoot up in my nice, warm cosy bed with shout of "CHRIST SAKES, YOU BLOOMING MOTHERFUCKER!!!" then lay back down, hearing him shifting to lean over me.
His symbotiate body rippling like ink in water or oil spreading outwards because literally it was so fluid and almost to mind seductive-looking then ruffling one hand through my hair, yawn to wake myself up and check the time seeing it is about 6:03 in the morning with sunlight filtering through a gap in the curtains of where I now live.
I had moved to nice street house, close to Annie and sold the the Apartment - the old one, that had got trashed literally after escaping from Carlton's goons and Venom well being what he was being the one who had done the damaging in the first place.
Calmly I look up at him. He soon leans down, nuzzling affectionately against my cheek - which truth be told he been doing a lot and without any explanation or reason why - and licking my lips to wet them decide to test myself to see how Venom will react to it.
Turning my face, I kiss him on the cheek lightly and pull back, feeling him peel away from me in the process. This surprises me at the action, because previously he just said "Hungry" when I had done that once and I would get us something both to eat then watch him now solidify until becoming a skinny version of himself almost.
Lying there seeming to want to say something to me in almost could I even say seductive 'Come-hither' pose.
"What's wrong? Venom, talk me to me." I ask, sitting on the side of the bed and he seems to be complementing what do next then his clawed hands reach up to take hold of both of my cheeks.
I'm pulled closer to him, while he seems to be trembling slightly like whatever he is feeling is frightening him him and it is me who makes the first move pressing my lips against his to test his reaction then feel him kiss me back, lifting me up onto my knees so were chest to chest and pelvis to pelvis.
He makes the sweetest mewls in the kissing, when I change position each-time to deepen it and flicking my tongue over his lips feel him open his mouth as I do the same for him then his very long tongue entwines with mine.
It becomes slow dance of exotic, strange harmony as saliva is either exchanged or dribbles down the side of our mouths and yet, neither of us are wanting to stop what were doing even when their is knock on the front door followed by shout of "PIZZA DELIVERY!!! HELLO, IS ANYONE IN!!! ALRIGHT I'LL LEAVE IT ON THE DOORSTEP." then Venom purrs softly in our kissing, grabbing my ass-cheeks with both hands and giving them a tight squeeze making me release my lips to moan heavily at the action of it.
He sits back, pulling me down into his lap and begins to rip of the t-shirt and boxers to shreds until I'm bare for him then moves one hand between my ass-cheeks where strangely I feel some kind of strange wetness!!!….No, Eddie….it feels more like slickness…..Maybe Venom will know….starting to seep out of my puckered entrance to trickle down the inside of my thighs.
"Eddie. Omega." He purrs out, making me in some strange way understand because of what and where he came from as he calmly and gently, lifts me up slightly as I decide to look down seeing the erect cock he has a bead of what could pre-cum already forming.
Slipping a hand down, I touch it gently hearing him purr softly and wonder what would it be like to taste - the pre-cum - or have it in my mouth to lick, suck and swirl my tongue around then he moves my hand out the way, going back to spreading both my ass-cheeks to expose the gaping, twitching leaking pucker with slickness dribbling out of it.
He slams me down hard, causing me to arch my back slightly with an exclamation of "OH GOD, VEN…OM!!!" at the feel of him entering his cock into me in one single thrust then lower my head to look down at him, seeing only…..Love for me.
"Does it hurt?"
"No….it feels really good actually. You can move. I won't break, Parasite."
"You are going regret saying that word to your Alpha."
"Then you better punish your….naughty Omega, then Alpha."
"Hmm….let's see how many times I can make you cum and scream in pleasure than."
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Eddie Brock's P.O.V:
"Hey, Mrs. Chen."
"Eddie, did you bring Ve-Ve?"
"Here I am."
Mrs. Chen smiles at the sight of seeing Venom again, when he appears from out of my shoulder throwing him some of her home-baked chocolate cookies - one thing he loved eating, along with biting of heads of bad guys we stumbled into or upon or they stumbled upon us - then scratches under his chin - another thing he liked as well - making him purr heavily in delight.
"What you been doing, Eddie? You look…well….well-fucked to be said." She asks me, making me blush to high heaven and doing a pretend coughing fit as memories of Venom filling me again and again until I was as she just said "Well-fucked" by him into the mattress come to the forefront of my mind.
This causes Venom to turn a bright shade of pink, quickly giving an excuse by eating more of the cookies hearing the shop bell gently tinkling as a another customer comes in making him quickly go back into my body.
Grabbing the plate, I make it look I was eating the cookies and take a bite out of one, finding them surprisely better than supermarket ones as old man with salt and pepper hair, plus glasses as small dog on a lead keeps close to them.
"The usual, Mrs. Chen." They say, making her smile softly and get some packet of custard creams and teabags from behind the counter, while finishing off the last cookie decide to head home.
"Thanks for the cookies, Mrs. Chen." I say, handing her back the plate and head out of the shop into the busy street where people are going back and forth their daily lives, while I head in the direction of home.
Eddie, were being followed.
Venom saying that in my head, makes me go on full-alert mode feeling him rippling slightly under my skin like water waiting to burst out of dam and keep on walking reaching for my phone to make it seem I'm just getting a phone-call from a friend and answering it.
"Yeah. Oh, what? Really, No way, man…just talking about that last night with my neighbour. Yeah, big shit wasn't it. Hmmm…hmm….I hear you."
Turn to the left.
Doing as Venom says, I quickly turn to the left and sink into an alleyway filled with darkness has the person passes by making me stiffen when I feel Venom coming out of my shoulder, inhaling silently their passing scent then satisfied they have gone slips back into my body.
I go to step out the alleyway when suddenly bloodcurdling scream fills the empty silence and quickly running out see a sight that makes me look in shock and how was it possible.
Crimson, pulsating and writhing mass looking like Venom only the vibes coming off them like literally it was like whoever was the Host of this Symbotiate was mad as they grab another person tearing them apart to gorge on them, licking their lips with long forked tongue.
"Mask." I find myself saying, feeling Venom shoot out and ripple over my body to fully cover me as I sink downwards into like I'm falling through water allowing myself to be drag down into the gaping maw below in the abyss.
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Venom/ Eddie Brock's P.O.V:
We open our eyes, looking at the Crimson Symbotiate in front of us.
They writhe and pulsate, turning to face me followed by licking their lips clean of the spilled blood and grab another victim licking their face with their long tongue causing a whimper to come from the person they hold tightly in their grip then fling them in front of S.W.A.T causing it to career into at the same-time the Crimson symbotiate slams into us hard.
An explosion of crimson and black happens, followed by snarling at them with fangs bared and saliva forming while forming sharp claws to rip them off our chest to slam them down on the pavement as they peel back the mask of their face to reveal who they are to us.
"Hello, Venom."
We open our eyes, looking at the Crimson Symbiote in front of us.
They writhe and pulsate, turning to face me followed by licking their lips clean of the spilled blood and grab another victim licking their face with their long tongue causing a whimper to come from the person they hold tightly in their grip then fling them in front of the S.W.A.T van causing it to career into at the same-time the Crimson symbotiate slams into us hard.
An explosion of crimson and black happens, followed by snarling at them with fangs bared and saliva forming while forming sharp claws to rip them off our chest to slam them down on the pavement as they peel back the mask of their face to reveal who they are to us.
We wrench free from them. They slowly get up, walking up to us while a red claw slowly touches our chest and strokes downwards as they grin up at us then bring a long tongue upwards to lick some blood that splattered onto our cheek at some point, making us both flinch at this action.
“Enough.” We growl out, grabbing hold of their shoulders to push them back and away from us only for the crimson to start mixing with us and they press closer to us - creating a mixed, writhing mass of jet-black and crimson, while we try to get free.
"I don't think so. I've been looking for you...." They hiss out, long forked tongue flickering out heavily, followed by bringing up their clawed hands to cup our cheeks heavily dragging the claws down as we hear Eddie screaming internally when blood begins to trickle down our cheeks.
Hearing our Omega screaming in pain, we immediately block out everything around us to try and reach out only to be suddenly wrenched away from him by a sudden force.
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Eddie Brock's P.O.V:
Being flung away from Venom, I feel his ink-like tendrils reaching out to me only for something to slam away from them hard it sends me flying into a restaurant window where people scatter inside, when I land heavily on the restaurant floor with bits of shattered glass around me, splintered wood and China plates smashed into small white pieces.
Weakly lifting my head, the sight out the shattered restaurant window shows the black fluid-ness of Venom being forced to mix with the crimson symbotiate in such a way it makes me grab a shard of glass gripping it tightly when I clambered out of the shattered resident window feeling blood starting to trickle down the palm of my hand due to how tightly I’m gripping the glass shard.
Approaching the writhing mass of crimson and inky black, there is no second thoughts as I bring the glass shard down into the crimson symbiote's neck hearing it giving a deadly screech of pain when I do so, followed by whirling around to confront who had stabbed it allowing for Venom to wrench free, lunging towards me to roll me out of the way when it slams a crimson barbed tentacle down where I had been standing.
Holding me close to his chest, Venom begins run heavily heading towards an alleyway where he jumps up to the rooftops causing me to grip him tightly being slightly afraid of heights hearing not far behind the other symbotiate starting to follow.
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Eddie…..?
“I’m alright…..just…”
Tailing off, I find myself being laid down on the altar steps of an abandoned church, above the rafters covered in cobwebs which billow slightly back and forth due to breeze coming through holes in the roof and above us there is a intact circular, ornate stained glass window of many coloured hues.
His large, clawed hand comes up to cradle the back of my head, sifting through my hair making a trilling Omegan purr – something I had discovered during our Mating that I could form when being appreciated by my Alpha – which makes him lean downwards to start scent-marking me heavily, coating me in his rich, musky scent to indicate to another Alpha I was his and only his.
Bringing my hands to place around his shoulders, soft breathless mewls, gasps and pants begin to fill the empty space as his long tongue trails up and down my neck, causing me to tilt my head backwards to expose it to him more.
At the moment during this short moment of peace, he rolls us both so I'm straddling him where he gives soft nips to my throat - marking me - until pulling back to rest his forehead against mine then yawning heavily, move to lay my head on his chest feeling him wrap his tendrils around me to keep me in his embrace. 
There was something about Crimson Symbiote which had felt familiar - like they were someone I knew - and yet, I couldn't remember at the moment who they reminded me off. 
A clawed hand massaging my head soothes me, hearing myself making a trilling sleepy purr before slipping my eyes close. 
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Sitting on a rooftop of some apartments, which are across the street from the church bearing a stained circular, ornate stained glass window the Crimson Symbiote watches silently where it can tell where it's prey is within. 
A sweet, fertile Omega with such a rich scent it makes them salivate at the thought of capturing them. The opportunity was to much to miss, even if they had an Alpha already protecting them.
The black Symbiote it had heard rumours about from various sources, but to see who was bonded to it made them heat up in such a way it felt like Hunting for Prey. 
Soon the crimson mask pulls back slightly revealing behind it a face of a someone who knew Eddie Brock very much from reading the journalist's articles which the man had written and watching him go about his daily life, alongside....the black Symbiote. 
A lightening flash illuminates their face, revealing only briefly that of...Cletus Kasady - a serial killer - smirking in delight before the crimson mask covers his face once more, a guttural hiss escaping with fangs forming at the thrill of....continuing the Hunt which had started. 
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 For @apastandfuturenerd, @avidreadr2004, @thewitchofstjohns, plus any other Symbrock fans out there
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bridoesotherjunk · 9 months
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To any and all fanfic writers
If I see that your fic was written by Ai
I am 100% not reading your fic
Sorry, not sorry.
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all-or-nothing-baby · 6 months
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THE LITTLEST THINGS CAN HONESTLY MEAN SO, SO MUCH
i was just idly looking at the bookmarks on one of my fics and, nestled in between somebody's perfunctory tags (hurt/comfort, soft boys, completed etc) was a tag very simply named 'WOW' ...and, well. feck me backwards if that didn't make my whole goddamn day ×10 better lol.
my dudes, i can assure you that the above is often all it takes to make a writer's/artist's heart bloom with happiness.
so, i urge you to reblog! reblog! reblog! here on tumblr dot com and try to say something kind in the tags, a mere keysmash even.
on AO3, always leave kudos if you read fic or look at art there and—whenever and wherever you possibly can—comment to your hearts content, even if that is only more keysmash or just one word or a wee emoji (or a few!). also, if you bookmark publicly, try to tag it with something complimentary like my reader did or leave a nice description as a part of your recommendation because the author gets to see those things, too.
I PROMISE YOU THAT NONE OF THIS WILL EVER GO UNNOTICED OR UNAPPRECIATED!
sometimes a single word or symbol can mean the whole world <3
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panevanbuckley · 9 months
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when the hyperfixation kicks in like crazy and you end up reading far too many fics in a matter of days
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starchaserfanatic · 6 months
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I love finding out that I can read hundreds of stories about the same two losers and never get bored, but the second someone puts a real book in front of me I suddenly have a thousand other things I want to do.
Case in point:
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#dirty minds worldwide
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giyuulatte · 6 months
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it’s that time where i go through my marked for later on ao3 and see what kinda weird shit i was on
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primewritessmut · 2 years
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Midnight Snack
Eddie gives Venom a lesson in blow jobs. Or maybe it’s the other way around...
READ ON AO3.
Eddie Brock has learned a lot about aliens — well, one particular alien — in the last year and a half; the most pertinent of which is that this particular alien is impatient. Unwilling to wait. Unable to hold themself back. Seemingly fueled only by instant gratification. Venom once ripped the door off the oven because their tater tots were taking too long to cook.
So Eddie is surprised when he feels them sliding up his chest, over the hard dip of his sternum and pressing their lips into his neck again. He would have assumed he’d be feeling a tongue on his dick by now rather than words spoken into his ear.
We like this nickname, Eddie.
“What…” Eddie flips through the last minute in his mind and hears what came out of his mouth. Love. “You… you do?”
Mmmm. It is just for us.
Venom’s mouth latches onto Eddie’s neck where they’ve been tonguing him since they woke him. High up, on the sensitive skin under his ear. His hips buck and shivers coat his skin under Venom’s questing tendrils.
“Yes,” he pants. “Yeah, love, it’s just for you.”
Venom’s teeth nip at the shell of Eddie’s ear and his breath stutters out of him.
“I thought I was giving you a lesson about blow jobs.”
You said we could use our mouth on you.
“Yeah…” the word trails off in Eddie’s mouth as Venom soothes the bite with their tongue.
And we said we would do all the work.
Eddie nods, or tries to, but he stops with his head tilted back and Venom’s mouth nipping and sucking at his neck.
Let us eat, Eddie.
And then Venom’s tongue is licking along Eddie’s lower lip, his mouth opening just enough that the tip of their tongue can flick inside. Eddie sucks on it as a moan vibrates through him. They taste like chocolate and he runs his tongue along theirs to gather more of the flavor.
“Mmm, V,” Eddie hums against Venom’s mouth, “not that I don’t like what you’re doing with your tongue here but my dick could really use some attention.”
Will you tell us what you want?
A tendril taps against Eddie’s temple and he knows what they’re asking for; permission to listen to his thoughts and card through his memories. It’s a boundary that Eddie’s kept up for reasons that elude him in this moment. Venom has already seen all the worst things about Eddie in his nightmares and the memories that seep through when he’s depressed.
We will make you feel very good.
“And this has nothing to do with all the chemicals you can wring out of me when I feel good?”
Venom’s laugh shivers against Eddie where they’re touching each other and he can’t help but relax. This is just him and Venom. No one else.
They nuzzle back against Eddie’s neck and speak their next words into his skin: We can feel good together, Eddie.
Only an idiot would say no to that. And, while Eddie is sometimes an idiot, he isn’t going to be one tonight. The only words that make sense roll off of his tongue.
“Yes, love.”
A pleased rumbling sound vibrates the air as tendrils tug Eddie’s boxers down his legs and off and Venom drags their teeth over his chest. The slight pain mixed with anticipation makes his cock jump. He can’t feel Venom in his brain but they must be there, seeing how Eddie likes to toe the line between pain and pleasure, knowing how much is too much and bringing him right to edge.
Their head dips lower, long tongue dragging along the ridge of Eddie’s hip bones before scraping sharp teeth across them. Small tendrils slide over his collarbone and down to his nipples, pinching and tugging on them in a way that makes his back bow off the mattress.
“Shit,” he huffs, as Venom’s head dips lower, nudging his legs apart. “Having you in my head right now is…”
The thought is swallowed up by a whimper as a hand curls around the hard length of Eddie’s dick, stroking from the base to the tip and back, as Venom’s tongue lands on his balls.
“Oh fuck.”
He practically crawls up the bed away from the sensation, it’s everything he loves and it’s almost too much, but thick swathes of Venom wrap across his hips and chest, pinning him down. An embarrassingly needy moan escapes him as his body is pressed hard into the bed.
Stay still, Eddie. Venom’s voice echoes in his head as their tongue licks over his balls again. We are learning.
“God, you’re such a smart— ah.”
Venom’s hand around his dick is still stroking slowly, the pads of their fingers playing through the wetness gathering at the tip. And their mouth is laying teasing kisses around his balls, sucking and licking and teasing. Eddie’s not sure his heart has ever beat this hard.
You’re leaking, they observe as their tongue drags along the seam of his balls and then all the way up his dick, lapping the precome off the tip. We like the way you taste.
It’s such a small admission but it makes Eddie squeeze his eyes shut tight and cant his hips further into Venom’s mouth. He knows that Venom can see in his brain how much this act makes him nervous. Always believing that it’s a chore for his partners and he should never ask for it. So they’re giving him what he needs, like they always do, and telling him how much they enjoy it.
How much they enjoy him.
We want you. We want this.
Eddie moves underneath them as their tongue slides back down and curls along the soft skin behind his balls. Their tendrils petting over his skin, mapping him like a planet that needs to be conquered. Like all of Venom’s considerable focus is only for him.
You are beautiful, Eddie.
“Fuck,” he whispers as tears prick behind his eyes.
How embarrassing to be a weepy mess during freaky alien sex. Eddie needs to get ahold of himself. He fists his hands in the sheets at his side and tries to regain control of the situation, reminding himself that this is just sex. Pleasure. Hormones and chemicals.
“Are you going to talk or are you going to—ngh.”
Venom’s mouth envelopes the head of Eddie’s cock in tight, wet heat, and his eyes roll back in his head, hips squirming. A second hand forms along his hip, fingers curling tight into his skin, the sharp prick of claws making him shudder and squirm harder.
Like this, Eddie?
The suction on his dick makes his balls draw up against the tendril that’s teasing over them. He’s so close to coming. It’s like a mantra in his head that he’s sure Venom can hear: soclosesoclosesoclose. On the next hard pull of their mouth, Venom’s tongue teases up and around the head of Eddie’s cock, targeting the sensitive spot on the underside that pulls a whimper from him.
“Fuck you,” he gasps. “You know I like it like that.”
Mmmm, Venom hums, and the vibration of it makes Eddie’s body jerk hard enough that he’s worried he’ll dislodge them.
“Fuck. Fuck. Jesus. Yes. Like that. Please. Don’t stop.”
He can’t keep his mouth quiet or his words in as Venom works him over. Their mouth moving up and down along his cock. The hot, wet stroke of their tongue followed by hard pulls. The slight catch of their teeth at the base. Their hand, claws dug into his skin, pinning him down and making him take whatever they give him. The tendrils that are sliding up his inner thighs, teasing along his taut balls and the soft, sensitive skin behind.
“Fuck. I’m close. V. Please. Please. Ngh.”
Eddie squeezes his eyes shut, pushing into the pleasure of Venom’s mouth. Hands white-knuckling the sheets as the wave of his orgasm builds and builds and builds. Then he feels it; the slide of a warm, careful tendril over his knuckles, tugging at them, unhooking them from the sheet, weaving through his fingers. The tendrils grow, morphing into a hand that holds onto Eddie so he knows where to return to after he flies apart.
Come for us, Eddie. Let us taste you.
His whole body draws up, muscles contracting, clenching, squeezing tight until they suddenly release all at once. He feels suspended in the moment, flying above himself, until his orgasm crashes over him.
A long, drawn-out moan leaves Eddie as his body curls around the pleasure erupting from his core. Venom’s mouth works on his cock, swallowing him, pulling more from him, tasting him.
They suck him dry, right on the edge of too much before they pull their mouth free. The thick tendrils that held him to the bed shiver and shudder against his sweat-slicked skin as Venom feeds on the chemicals Eddie’s body just released.
He flops back on the mattress, relaxed and sated, feeling inordinately pleased with the way Venom squirms against him. Then they’re there, right in front of him, a wide grin on their face as they press their mouth to his.
Eddie can taste himself on their tongue and he sighs into their mouth as they kiss him, feeding him more of himself. He can feel Venom draping over him, whatever humanoid form they held during, melting apart until they lay over him like a weighted blanket.
He loves it.
Their head nuzzles back into his neck and settles there, a low purr hums through Eddie’s body and fills the room. He turns his head and presses a kiss to their forehead.
“How was your midnight snack?”
Mmmmm. Delicious, Eddie. Thank you.
Their tongue flicks over his pulse point as a laugh huffs out of him.
“I should be thanking you.”
The fingers that are still threaded through Eddie’s squeeze gently.
We felt good together, Eddie. Like we promised.
“Yeah, V,” he laughs again. “We work well together.”
If Eddie wants that statement to be true in more ways than this, he’ll just keep it to himself for now.
Not, V, they grumble against his neck. Call us the other one.
The other one?
Oh.
Eddie rolls over slowly, giving Venom time to adjust around him, until he’s on his stomach, pillow bunched up under his head, alien weighted blanket heavy on his back. He turns to where Venom’s noodle head is hooked over his shoulder and brushes his lips against their temple.
“Good night, love.”
A rumbling sigh ghosts across Eddie’s brain as he closes his eyes and falls asleep.
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black-tenacles · 4 months
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Happy Christmas!
Have you been good this year? There is a gift under the Christmas tree in the form of a new chapter. Finally some Eddie and Venom. Enjoy reading :)
Warning, chapter NSFW!
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coffinwoodx · 5 months
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help i just read a fanfiction that was so good i took psychic damage i can feel myself slipping back into the clutch of 2020 chronically online isolation
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reaperlight · 11 months
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AU where Eddie Brock begins a career as a podcaster because Venom wanted to be more included.
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sixteen-sugars · 5 months
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just you and me (to infinity) - a symbrock fic
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Since he had absorbed Venom, Eddie felt this hunger. It wasn't the normal aching persistence of human hunger. It was dry, sucking, consuming. His teeth ached like they were going to come out of his gums. Itching, pulling, aching to bite, crush.
Their fingers twitched in anticipation of the futile flutter of a pulse a little too-slow to be still conscious.The thrill of the kill, domestication makes the kill slower but the flesh is the same, pulled apart under the iridescent gaze of a practiced killer.  But, it wasn't just hunger for that of the flesh, it was for everything. Experience, emotions, anything. He wanted it all, to feast at the top of the great chain of being. Rattle the links below as he demanded all that could be obtained. Hungry melting and grasping for anything.
So, now as Eddie pushes around the weekly Thai takeout, Venom screams in his ear. Venom was so hungry in space, in the lab. His inky body pushing and pulling at the plexiglass, hoping, praying, scrabbling for that one little crack.  Eddie felt like a black hole, hunger consumed his existence. Grumblings and mumblings insistent as the growl of his stomach. He realized he would be with that pull, that insistence for the rest of his life.
He sighed and gave the symbiote a lingering kiss on his forehead. He was a beloved tool, a vacuum. But, maybe was already hungry. Reaching up the pyramid, dating a prolific attorney, barely paying off the credit card every month. Maybe Venom had given his hunger a tangible feeling. The want, the thrill of the acquisition they both craved. Pulled into each other like a double negative multiplying indefinitely. 
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