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It took forever for Eddie to make it back to his apartment after ending up in the bay following the rocket explosion. He washed up somewhere on the brushy wild space just past the grounds of the Life Foundation facility and just lay on the dirt catching his breath for an eternity. Long after the fire trucks had whizzed by somewhere just within earshot.
Without Venom, Eddie had to find his own strength to get to his feet and wander up the hill to the road. He walked all the way up to the Golden Gate and gulped down water from a fountain. His phone was busted so there was no hailing a ride share or even calling Anne. God, he hoped she was okay. There were buses that stopped on this side of the bridge, but he didn’t have anything to pay the fare with. So Eddie walked across the Golden Gate, the orange glow of the explosion still burning itself out on the shining waters.
So much had happened in the last couple days, and he couldn’t believe the disappointment he was feeling knowing that Venom was gone. He had almost gotten used to its incessant voice in his ear. But it was better this way. Eddie hadn’t signed up to host first contact inside of himself .
In one of their last conversations, Venom had said they were going to stay on Earth, and Eddie assumed that meant in him . He hadn’t had time to reject or even consider that possibility. But it didn’t matter anymore.
It took two more hours to walk back to his apartment once he was back in the city. Eddie was exhausted, dehydrated, and crusted over in sweat and saltwater. He felt like he needed to sleep for a month. When he was only a block away, Eddie jumped at an unexpected sound.
Eddie.
“Holy shit! Venom?” He looked around himself, even though that made no fucking sense.
We are alive.
“I thought you died!”
That is ridiculous .
“But, but—you said goodbye!”
Because I needed time to regenerate. It was goodbye for now, you imbecile.
Eddie groaned and rubbed his face in his hands. Time to undo half the shit he’d just processed during his walk. Despite himself, Eddie felt a small feeling of relief that the alien hadn’t died saving the planet after all. He started walking again.
Almost home.
We cannot go home yet, Eddie.
“Oh yes we can,” he countered with a manic laugh. “In fact, we have to. I am dead tired, my feet are killing me, and I have never needed a shower this badly.”
We are hungry.
“That too. There’s food at the apartment.”
Your pitiful tots will not sustain us. I am still weak. I need phenethylamine.
“Phenyl-what?”
Hormones , Venom growled impatiently.
“Later. It’s my body too, and I’ve been neglecting it way too much since you took up residence.”
Eddie mentally gave himself an odd look when he caught the word “too” flying from his lips. A part of him he was not happy with was adapting to the news that Venom had never truly left with surprising ease.
Venom growled wordlessly. If we were at full strength I could heal your exhaustion and pain.
“Oh well. My body, my rules. We’ll go find you something other than people to eat after I’ve had a fucking shower.”
Fine. But we really need brains.
“Brains?! Is there nothing else?! ”
Chocolate. But right now we are regaining our strength. We need brains.
“Or just like, a fuck ton of chocolate,” Eddie argued.
They arrived at Eddie’s building and he was grateful his keys had survived his ordeal. He let himself in and started up the stairs. Venom growled in frustration, and a head grew out of Eddie’s shoulder. He yelped and jumped—in surprise, not fear. This fucking alien was always doing unpredictable, impulsive shit.
He noticed that the head looked smaller than he remembered. The teeth were definitely smaller. Venom must not have been kidding about needing to regenerate.
“Quit fucking looming . It’s not gonna make me change my mind.”
“ It is in your best interest, Eddie. If we cannot feed properly, we will wither and die! ”
“So we’ll eat!” he snapped back. “Only I would much rather eat an unreasonable amount of chocolate than go around killing people.”
“ It will not be enough, you pea-brained monkey ,” Venom growled.
“Somebody’s been researching Earth evolution,” Eddie muttered, fuming to himself as he entered his apartment.
He was still upset about everything he had been during his journey home, but now he was also kicking himself for missing Venom for even a moment. The thing was infuriating. The decision between murder and chocolate should not be a fucking difficult one. And this was just his life now? And if he told Venom to beat it, it would either die or inflict itself on some other poor fool? No, Eddie was stuck with Venom now. Stuck with an alien living inside him, privy to his emotions and constantly bossing him around.
“ Why are your genitals leaking? ”
Eddie spluttered. “ What?! ”
“ Your body is moist. It is distracting. Why would you drool from your genitals? ”
“I’m not! ” he snapped, but he wasn’t entirely sure he was telling the truth.
Now that Venom had called his attention to it, Eddie recognized the coiled sensation of arousal in his core. He walked further into his apartment, hoping to go about his goddamn day, but he could feel the slick on the tops of his thighs, not absorbed by his loose boxers. It was inappropriate and inopportune, and Eddie willed his arousal to subside by completely ignoring it.
Eddie went to the bedroom and started undressing as normally and casually as possible. He unzipped his hoodie and kicked his shoes off first. Then he started to pull his shirt off over his head, but it caught on Venom, who was still floating off of his shoulder, and they both ended up uncomfortably stuck.
“Do you mind ?” Eddie barked.
“ What are you doing? ” The constant questions irked him, but at least Venom retracted back inside of him as requested.
“I’m taking a fucking shower. I don’t think I’ve ever been this crusty in my life!”
He puffed and grunted as he managed to free himself of the shirt. Of course Venom only shrank back after they were both already free.
Is it to get rid of the liquid your body is producing? The question echoed in his mind. There was no escape from this thing.
“No! I just said it wasn’t.”
Eddie took off his pants, then his socks, but he saved his boxers until he was in the bathroom. Even then, he avoided it, worried about the latent heat building between his legs. Venom had been nothing but a nightmare since it hijacked Eddie’s life, and so in a way it seemed only natural that they were playing right into the things that featured in his nightly fantasies. Because no matter how degrading, how domineering, or how intimately nestled inside of him this alien was, there was no way that adding a hard-on into the mix would make it better.
These organs seem complicated, Eddie. Why is your body so intricate? Why do these little things contain cells with only half of your genetic code?
Eddie groaned and knocked his head against the wall beside the shower. It made sense that it had so many questions, since Venom was new to the planet and human biology, but he didn’t see why it was his fucking responsibility to answer them all.
“They’re for reproduction,” he muttered. Then he pulled open the shower curtain and turned on the water.
OH! Eddie! Does your species rely on sexual reproduction? The damn thing almost sounded excited about this.
“Obviously,” he scoffed. “So do most species on Earth. Even some of the plants, I think.”
Eddie stepped out of his boxers and pointedly avoided looking at himself. They were not having this conversation while his cunt was fucking slick and he smelled like sewage. Eddie didn’t want to have this conversation at all. He stuck his hand under the water and found it hot enough.
“Point is, it’s not that exciting,” he told Venom as he stepped into the shower.
It is to me , Venom countered grumpily. Your body is built for things I have never experienced.
“Yeah, well, don’t get any ideas, buddy,” Eddie warned snarkily. He poured shampoo into the palm of his hand and focused on scrubbing it into his scalp.
So you are ignoring your body’s sexual arousal then? Why?
“I’m not aroused!” Eddie shouted, a bit too loud.
Your blood is gathering down here, making an interesting little structure swell.
“It’s not little!” he snapped petulantly. Eddie was proud of his bottom growth, and no fucking alien was going to make him feel otherwise.
You wash it away, but the leaking is still happening. Oh! Is that lubrication? Is something meant to go inside of you?
“I am not your fucking science experiment!” Eddie protested even as his cock ached with the thought. He could almost feel Venom’s growing interest.
A symbiote has to study their host, Eddie , it explained as if he was an obstinate child. Or else how would we know how to take care of you? I must know how every bit works. What makes you tick.
“Says who?” he snarked back.
It smells…delicious! the alien purred, making Eddie shiver. I smell…phenethylamine…
He felt a tacky tendril creep out of his skin on his inner thigh and reach up towards his cunt. “No!” Eddie shouted, slapping it away. “You need to learn about consent!”
Consent is a verb. To approve, agree, or permit , Venom answered with proud obstinance. What does this have to do with the delicious scent coming from between your legs?
“You can’t just touch people’s genitals without their consent! That is a universal rule!”
It is not universal , the alien argued pedantically. You humans think you are the only thing in this galaxy even though you know you are not. It is astounding.
“Check my memories if you don’t believe me. We call it rape, or sexual assault. That second term’s a bit broader, and it’s been getting used more lately.”
He was babbling. Eddie stopped himself and rinsed the shampoo out of his hair. He had unfortunately reported on the issue enough times that Eddie was certain his memory held the answers Venom needed. It was quiet for a blissful minute, and Eddie used the time to scrub his face and stubble.
I see. This is a broad concept indeed. I do not wish to assault you, Eddie. Symbiosis is sacred, but so is your body. Am I harming you just by being here?
Fuck, now I’ve given it an existential crisis.
“No. Yes. It’s not the same,” he struggled, too tired to sort it all out. “You being here is fine. Just no sex, and please just talk to me about what you want to do before you do it. You can’t just move my body around without warning or permission.”
Our body , Venom countered. But I take your point. I will warn you before moving our limbs.
“Thank you,” Eddie sighed.
He was surprised how much it relaxed him. Eddie grabbed his loofa and squirted body wash onto it, then began scrubbing his chest. He believed he and Venom might be able to work out a way to coexist. There were upsides to playing host to an alien symbiote. Eddie coveted Venom’s strength, its power. There was nothing like feeling invincible in the face of a dangerous situation. And in Eddie’s line of work situations got hot pretty often.
Eddie worked the loofa lower, and when he started to scrub between his thighs he could practically feel Venom growing interested again. Sometimes he could tell where in his body the symbiote was moving. The area would feel a bit more full or gurgly, sort of similar to how it felt to be bloated or gassy. He felt it now in his lower belly, as if Venom was trying to satiate its curiosity from the inside instead.
He had to reluctantly admit that the symbiote had a point about the whole consent thing. Eddie still hated it when Venom moved his body around without warning. But as he scrubbed the loofa up the crease of his hip and into his pubic hair, he struggled to define for himself what was so different about his symbiote crawling around the outside of his uterus inquisitively from thrusting one of those smooth tendrils into his vagina from the outside.
Eddie.
He ignored the voice, but it did make him realize that he’d been grinding the loofa into his cock for…a minute. Eddie quickly moved on, scrubbing the side of one asscheek instead. If he played it cool, Venom wouldn’t pick up on shit.
Eddie, why is your body still aroused? Why did it become aroused in the first place? Are you entering a period of heat?
“No!” he barked. “That is not a human thing.”
So, why? There are no other humans here for you to mate with.
Eddie mentally kicked himself and stepped under the shower spray to rinse off. “Human sexually is weird, okay? It’s fucked up, and complicated, and I don’t even fully understand it. Nobody does.”
Fascinating... So humans have sex for reasons other than the proliferation of your species.
“Mhm. Lots.”
So, is your body craving sex?
Eddie hesitated. “...I guess.”
Venom’s answering silence was palpable. Eddie felt his throat get tight as he conditioned his hair.
What is the normal response when this happens?
“Uh…ignore it? Have sex? Masturbate? Dealer’s choice, really.” He rinsed his hair and shut off the water.
So what are we going to do?
Eddie pushed the shower curtain open and nearly slipped climbing out of the tub. “ We?! ”
I take it you wish to ignore this.
“Mhm,” he grunted, reaching for a towel.
Eddie toweled off his hair first, then his shoulders. He scooched the towel down his back until it was dragging over his ass, then pulled it forward to dry between his legs.
Eddie?
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, steeling himself for whatever Venom was about to say.
“What?” he asked through gritted teeth.
There was a strange sensation on his skin, just above each knee. Eddie opened his eyes to see black goo stretching out of him from each leg. They met in the middle, webbing him together, and a face began to appear in the center.
“I think we should have sex,” Venom suggested with its eternal toothy grin. “Will you consent?”
Of course the damn thing wanted to break the rule they’d just agreed on already.
“Wh–wh–why?!” he spluttered.
Somehow even without eyebrows Venom quirked its eyes in such a way that Eddie could tell he had confused it. “ Your body wants to. And mine wants to consume the chemicals you are producing. It will strengthen us. ”
“D-d’you mean if we do this…we won’t have t’ k-kill people?” He didn’t know why he was stammering. His legs felt weak.
“ Mmmm, fewer, certainly, ” the alien inside him, grinning up at him from between his thighs, promised. “ Possibly none at all, if you excrete enough. ”
Eddie chewed on his lip. Venom manifested its long, highly flexible tongue and licked along its many, many teeth.
“Fuck it,” he breathed.
“ Fuck you? ” the alien asked excitedly.
“Yes! Fine!” he snapped.
Venom’s eyes went wide with frenzy. “ You consent? ” it asked, somehow even louder than its normal volume.
“Yes! Yes! I consent!” he huffed in exasperation, face burning bright red. “Eat up! …I guess.” Eddie cringed in embarrassment.
But with those words spoken, Venom no longer hesitated. It extended its tongue and went straight for Eddie’s opening. He felt the thin tip nudge against the bottom of his folds, and the spark of pleasure and desire that surged through him made Eddie realize that he was far more worked up than he realized. Venom’s tongue flicked around his cunt, lapping up his slick.
They groaned contentedly in unison, startling Eddie slightly. He was abruptly reminded that he was letting the alien that had taken up residence in his body fuck him. It didn’t disturb him nearly as much as it should have, and that was what was so alarming. His cock swelled and his cunt ached to be filled. Eddie wondered if Venom could feel what he was craving when its tongue slipped into his opening, and then he lost the focus to indulge in things like curiosity.
Venom’s tongue slipped inside so easily, gradually widening along its length. The tip of it traced along his upper wall, pushing over his g-spot and sinking ever deeper. Eddie’s knees buckled, and he reached to catch himself on the bathroom counter, but before he could grip it, Venom was lifting him into the air. Black mesh connected his hips and legs to the floor and carried him back towards the shower, all while that tongue probed inside of him.
“Wh–What? Where are you?”
Venom gently laid Eddie in the wet bathtub. As the mesh receded and he looked back at Venom’s face between his thighs, the thing fucking winked at him. Eddie made a bemused expression, but it was almost immediately replaced by a blissful one as Venom’s tongue dragged outwards towards his opening, pressing even harder against his g-spot this time.
You taste incredible, Eddie , Venom said inside his mind, not pausing its work—its meal.
He moaned, overcome, and relaxed into the tub. Eddie lifted his right leg so that his ankle dangled over the side, as sprawled as he could be, and watched Venom work him. It had been so long since he had had anything but his trusty vibrator, and it was better than he remembered. In fact, he feared that this was better than he’d had before. Because the best fuck of his life absolutely could not be with an alien parasite.
As his pleasure grew, Eddie’s cock throbbed, aching to be touched. He’d never been the kind of guy who could come from internal stimulation alone. Still, Venom was freakily good at this for someone who had just learned that humans even have sex in the first place. Eddie could forgive the guy for needing a pointer or two.
He let go of the side of the tub and reached towards his dick, half pointing and half intending to stroke it himself. “C-could you–?”
A black tendril sprouted from the side of his hip and slapped Eddie’s hand away.
“Ow!”
The sting of pain sharpened the next glide of Venom's tongue over his g-spot. Before he could even think of complaining, the tendril completed the path to Eddie’s cock and nudged it experimentally. Eddie’s breath shook. His eyes were locked onto Venom’s opalescent gaze as the alien fucked into him and began stroking his length.
He trembled, body tensing as pleasure ripped through him. Venom dragged the end of its tendril down to his cockhead, and the contact bordered on too much. Eddie tossed his head back so hard it knocked into the fiberglass with a loud, painful thunk, but ecstasy washed it away almost immediately. So he moaned instead of shouting, and Venom purred contentedly in answer.
That sound terrified him. The alien that not an hour ago he thought was dead should not be this pleased to be manhandling and fucking him senseless. That did not bode well for Eddie’s future. And yet… He would be just as big of an idiot to stop this as he was to let it continue.
Venom circled Eddie’s cock head and thrust deeper inside of him, the wider part of its tongue making him feel nice and full where his cunt was clenching around it. His eyes began to flutter, unable to stay fully focused on what was happening anymore. He was surprised by another brush of smooth, slick flesh along his length, and squinted down at himself to find another tendril reaching up from his other hip to aid in the effort.
Meanwhile, Venom’s tongue was probing deeper, nudging up against his cervix, giving him that intense feeling of too much that wasn’t quite pain but made him ache and clench from the inside out. Eddie wanted to tell Venom not to do that, but before he could get the words out the sensation morphed into something exquisite that drove him further towards what was sure to be a mind-bending climax. He panted and twitched, elbows and knees knocking against the tub.
What’s happening? Eddie, our nervous system is overloading , Venom warned.
Of course. The damn thing had no idea what an orgasm was. It was just trying to consume whatever chemicals his body was producing for its own purposes. Eddie hadn’t really explained this bit, and it was far too late now. Talking wasn’t exactly something his mouth could be persuaded to do at a time like this.
Luckily, the symbiote didn’t stop what it was doing. Maybe it could tell from all those sex hormones that he was enjoying this, or maybe it was just hungry. Either way, Eddie was grateful.
Eddie? It almost sounded worried.
His eyes rolled back as his body began to seize. If a symbiote could gasp inside of its host’s mind, that’s what Venom was doing. Eddie clenched hard around Venom’s tongue as his back arched and his limbs banged around against the walls of the tub. He gasped and grunted, face scrunched as tight as the rest of him. His cock throbbed. It felt like a beam of pure ecstasy was shooting out of his hips, like he could light up all of San Francisco with it.
Eddie went slack, then seized up again in an aftershock, but in that brief moment of relaxation Venom’s tongue and tendrils receded. He groaned, basking in the sweet relief and tingling feeling even as his body twitched at the slightest sensation. Eddie was panting, his eyes closed, an unconscious contented smile on his face.
What…was…that? Venom asked, its voice much softer than usual but no less gravelly.
“Hnng,” Eddie answered.
He couldn’t bring himself to shape an utterance into words. But he did open his eyes, narrowly, and saw bits of Venom dripping off his thighs. Its face was no longer there, the teeth, tongue and eyes faded into the black mass again. It looked like Venom had melted.
They both waited until Eddie caught his breath. “It’s called an orgasm,” he panted.
But what is it? Venom pressed impatiently. Our nervous system completely overloaded and flooded the body with the most delicious hormones I have ever tasted.
“Yeah, um… That’s basically what it is. A reward for having sex, essentially.”
Fascinating. We like having sex.
If Eddie hadn’t already been flushed from head to toe, he would be now. Humiliation seeped into him like an egg cracking over his head and souring his blissful mood. Regardless, it wasn’t easy to deny Venom’s claim.
“I, uh, what? W-w-w-we do?” he said, blinking and trying to shove himself up into a proper sitting position.
Very much.
Venom’s melted goo coalesced and seeped back into his legs, disappearing from sight. Eddie expected to feel a crust forming around his cunt and his ass cheeks, but there was nothing. The alien had lapped it all up. He was as clean as when he’d stepped out of the shower—cleaner, maybe.
I hope we consent to do it again sometime.
Eddie, not knowing what the fuck to say to that, grunted.
“So um…still hungry, buddy?”
Yes , Venom rumbled. But not as urgently. Chocolate will do for now. Rest, Eddie.
“Right,” he sighed, relieved. “Alright.”
Eddie climbed out of the bathtub and stretched his sore body. He felt like he could sleep for the rest of the year. Not bothering to get dressed, he wandered into the kitchen and grabbed everything chocolate in the apartment. Venom helped, several tentacles stretching to rifle through cupboards and find stale half-full bags of chocolate chips he’d forgotten were in there. Then they stumbled towards the bed, and Eddie collapsed naked on the covers. As he was drifting off, he felt Venom lifting him, pulling the blankets out from under him, and laying them over his naked body for him.