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A Different Type Of Hunger

Chapter 2

Summary:

You have your second "date" with Venom, who makes sure to be more attentive than he was last time.

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Eddie sighs, straightening the tie and glaring at the onyx symbiote currently peaking out from under his collar.

"I STILL can't believe you're making me do this," Eddie grumbles.

"Eddieee, don't be like this, every lady deserves to be wined and dined, I put up with you and your one night stands all the time...it's the least you can do," Venom chides, popping a button off the vest to get back at his host.

Eddie sighs, snatching up his keys and heading for the door. Venom vibrates with excitement against his chest, finally absorbing back into the man's body. In all honesty, Eddie really doesn't mind this. Not only is Venom his closest friend (and maybe a little more than that at times), but if Venom's on edge, so is Eddie. And vice versa.

Sharing a body is only as complicated as you choose to make it.

 

 

Eddie pulls up to your house right on time, giving you a wide smile as you walk out and slide into the passenger's side.

"Heyyy, how's it hangin'?" he asks, wincing when Venom burrows up and pops out of his collar again.

"Shut up Eddie, don't ruin the mood. Besides, she is female, she has nothing to hang, right?" Venom points out in annoyance. He greets you with a toothy bump to the cheek while Eddie rolls his eyes and looks thoroughly miserable, pulling out and speeding towards the restaurant.

"Venom, there are women who do, you still have a lot to learn," Eddie chides.

"I've been fine, thanks for asking. How about you?" you ask, biting back a laugh and arching your neck as Venom burrows into your throat. He's purring like last time, but the pitch is much different than before. It must be because he's not doing it through his host's vocal chords. It's very faint, more similar to a cat, but with a higher pitch.

"Oh I've been fine, very, very horny, but yes, fine. I've been looking forward to this for weeks," he purrs. "How about you?"

Before you can respond, Eddie leans over and speaks in a conspiratorial whisper.

"He's been making me wake up with juicy morning wood for the past WEEK," he hisses. "And I mean REAL messy. Cum everywhere. I think I even saw some on the ceiling!"

"EDDIE!" Venom hisses, whipping around to nip at the host while you finally let loose and laugh.

"Guys! You should've called me earlier! I would've been MORE than willing to come over!"

"NO! No! You're not a pussy call, although there's nothing wrong with that, if you want it. I wanted to wait until we could get into a nice restaurant." Venom pauses, gelatinous body turning towards Eddie. "That's what it is, right? Pussy call?"

"Booty. Booty call," Eddie chuckles, pulling into the parking lot of the restaurant. It's nearby, but you've never gone because of the price tag.

"Thanks Ven," you whisper, turning your head to give him a kiss. He shudders and retreats back into Eddie, trying his best not to get too worked up and accidentally make his host turn right there in the parking lot. A woman getting "ravished" by an alien isn't exactly something that the general public would like to see.

Most of them, anyway.

You get a private room for obvious purposes, sitting right next to Eddie so that Venom can pop out and talk to you. He can't stay away from you, rumbling and rubbing all over your neck while you eat your appetizer. Unfortunately, it's more than a little awkward for you with Eddie sitting right there. Venom senses your mood and cocks his head, nudging you.

"What is it?"

"Sorry, it's...I dunno, it's just hard to talk with Eddie right there," you admit, sheepishly pushing an hors d'oeuvres across your plate.

Eddie glances over while Venom boils in agitation, unsure of what to do.

"Venom can turn if you want. We'll just have to wait until the main course and ask not to be bothered."

Excitement burns your cheeks as Venom perks up, and you quickly agree to the proposition. Eddie stays in control until the main course is brought, and you request extra drinks as well as your desserts at the same time. The waitress gives you a slightly odd look, probably suspicious of what might be happening. But you couldn't care less. This night is about you and Venom.

You can't help but gasp when Venom finally turns, alien skin wrapping itself in cords around Eddie's base. The toothy jaws snap closed when the switch is complete, lowering to nuzzle you and flick the long tongue against your ear.

You climb up into his lap to finish your meal, drawing a grunt of surprise and pleasure out of him when your weight rests on his sensitive genitals.

"I'll eat fast, I know you must be desperate," you whisper, pulling your dress down to let his slick tongue slip in and fondle your breasts. He's panting now, nudging you forward off of his crotch and sliding a hand down in an attempt to keep his cock from sliding out.

"No, let it out, it's ok babe," you reassure, reaching down to slide a gentle finger along the slit and earn a high pitched whine. The tip wiggles out and you scissor your fingers to part the lips of his pouch, moaning when the rest of it spills out. His black fluids are staining your dress and the seat, but who the fuck cares.

Life's too short to worry about stains.

You take him in hand, absently teasing the weepy tip as you move on to dessert. Venom's in a state of utter bliss, shuddering and squeezing you to himself while you jerk him off. The slick cock twists in your grip and oozes his warm precum, tempting you to lick some off of your fingers after a bite of the cake.

"Mmmmm, you should bottle that and sell it as icing," you joke, giggling when he barks out a possessive growl and slides a hot taloned hand up between your legs. He teases you with a claw, ripping through the soft material and leaving you bare against his touch.

"Not yet baby, you gotta be patient," you whisper, reveling in his desperation.

"I don't want to wait," he whines, thick tentacle cock wrapping itself around your arm and using it for manual stimulation. "I've had so many wet dreams this week and Eddie wouldn't let me touch myself because I'm not trustworthy when I'm like this."

"Well then you need to call me before it gets this bad again, dinner or not. We can plan dates on other nights," you point out, withdrawing your hand and caressing his deadly jaw.

He whimpers, squeezing you to his chest again and encouraging you to wrap your legs around his hips and your arms around his neck. Without warning, he bashes through the restaurant window (after leaving payment for the dinner and damages of course). You scream in elation, clinging to him while he runs, settled securely against his overheated body. Finally, he slows in an alleyway next to a skyscraper.

"I was thinking...something a little more dramatic this time," he suggests, looking up at the massive spire. It's the tallest building in the city...your heart plummets into your stomach at the thought.

"Oh shit...Ven I don't know...I'm not the best with heights," you reply, uncertain.

"I understand. But I won't let you fall," he reminds, reaching to pick you back up. "Eddie and I are bonded strongly enough now that I won't turn after orgasm."

You consider, finally giving him a shy smile and wrapping yourself tightly around him again.

"Ok. I trust you."

And with that, he leaps, talons digging into the titanium supports and scaling the building as if it were the easiest thing in the world. His thick muscles flex under your grip, and you can't help but let your eyelids flutter. You can't believe this is happening. Not only does this symbiote want to mate with you, but he also wants to treat you to expensive dates.

If only human/alien relationships weren't so unheard of on this boring little planet.

You keep your eyes tightly shut until he slows, holding you tightly and settling down onto a small maintenance platform near the very top of the building. He coos gently, and you let your eyes blink open in shock. All he's ever done so far is rumble and growl and scream. But you like this new addition.

You assume that he's trying to soothe you, and it's working. You burrow into his body and finally look around, gasping sharply at the view. The entire city lies beneath you, glowing up at the heavens and showing off some of the best architecture humans have to offer. Your stomach churns and you hide your face against his chest again, nails digging into his shoulders.

"I don't know if I can do this," you whisper, and he nods.

"Do you want to go back to the apartment instead?"

"...I said I didn't know if I could, not that I can't," you say with a small smile, reaching down to slip two fingers into his pouch and help him slide back out. You groan with him at the sensation, yelping when a taloned hand digs into your thigh and hikes it up to wrap around his waist.

"I've got you," he purrs, comforting you with the soft coo while his cock slides up your thigh and nudges against your pussy.

The tip slides in unimpeded, and you throw your head back, letting a long cry of pleasure be swallowed by the wind.

"Oh, GOD, Venom!!"

"Y/N," he growls, thick tongue sliding out to creep down your dress and stimulate your breasts once more. "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

"Ditto," you gasp, bucking and rocking down against his hips while he sets a medium tempo, strong hands and gentle tongue touching every available expanse of your skin.

"Rougher please," you beg, and he complies, fucking into you with a vengeance until he has you screaming. You find your first orgasm quickly, scraping your nails down his indestructible skin while he purrs into the top of your head and massages your ass.

"VENOMMMMM," you yell, panting and groaning at his familiar tongue nudges into your mouth and encourages you to suck the tip.

You suck it with abandon, wiggling roughly against his hips until he rumbles out a desperate roar and releases a gratuitous load of his signature black cum. It splatters down to the ground and he digs his talons into the building to stay upright, throwing his head back and roaring into the sky. He sinks down into a sitting position and holds you tight, staying inside you and licking your sweaty throat.

"God, Ven, you're perfect," you sob, sagging into his warmth as the cold air rips across your bodies.

"You've got it backwards," he chuckles, finally sitting up and holding you close again while he scales back down the skyscraper.

"Let's go back to the apartment," you say, unable to help the stupid grin that's plastered across your face.

"Would you like to spend the night? Eddie says it's ok," he offers as he rushes back to the car, stuffing both of you inside and switching back to Eddie before any cops can stop you.

You nod and giggle out a squeal as Eddie tears out of the parking lot, Venom sneaking out to put his toothy face between your legs to pass the time during the ride. Eddie is surprisingly nonchalant, giving you your privacy and not glancing over even once. Venom purrs into your clit and brings you to orgasm once more, apologizing profusely for getting anything on Eddie's passenger seat.

"It's fine hon, I've got stain remover," he laughs, finally pulling into his parking space and following you inside, wrapping a jacket around his waist to hide his blatant nudity.

Venom takes over almost as soon as the door shuts, snatching you up off your feet and flinging you down into the bed. You squeal, smacking a hand over your mouth in an attempt to keep from disturbing the neighbors. Venom purrs, grabbing multiple towels from the bathroom and covering the bed to protect it from his mess. Finally, he lowers himself down on top of you, pressing you down into the mattress until his purrs are rumbling through your entire body.

He fucks you slowly this time, taking time to find all of your sweet spots. Inside your vagina, on your body, everything. He teases your clit until you're begging him to stop; whimpering his name and moaning as you're manipulated into countless positions.

Finally, he slows, letting your exhausted form flop down the mattress. He sighs, rolling off to the side and letting you cuddle up to him.

"Was...was it good?" he asks in curiosity. "I was hasty last time, I know," he rumbles sheepishly.

You grin into his broad chest, helping his thinning cock back into its pouch.

"It was amazing, EVERYTHING was amazing," you praise, and he purrs in satisfaction.

"I um...I had Eddie buy an extra toothbrush for you, just in case you wanted to keep doing this," he says, looking embarrassed and unsure. If such a face CAN look embarrassed and unsure, anyway.

"That was thoughtful, I'd love that," you whisper, nuzzling back into him while he hands you the tv remote and tries not to jab you with a talon or tooth.

He holds you until you fall asleep, tucking you in to change back into Eddie for his nightly routine. Eddie brushes his teeth and relieves himself in silence, blinking while Venom piles towels into a single lump for washing later on.

"So...you really seem to like her," Eddie says, tugging a tank top and boxers on.

"Yes, I do. But I didn't ask enough about her interests," Venom worries, nibbling on and snipping off a stray strand of Eddie's hair.

"You know, if it ever turns into something else...you don't have to worry about me not being ok with it. Because I am. We'd figure it out," Eddie says quietly.

"Thanks, Eddie," Venom returns, nuzzling his host's chin as he slips into bed, careful not to wake you.

Venom falls asleep draped across your chest. Eddie snores, and Venom wheezes. To most people, it would be annoying.

But to you, it's comforting.