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"I fucking love you”

Eddie Brock x Neighbor!Reader x Venom

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Summary: It’s no secret Eddie’s brain short-circuits when he’s inside you. But this time, it’s worse, because in the middle of it all, an I love you slips out of his mouth. Maybe it’s time for Venom to intervene.

WC: 6.9k

Warning/Tags: smut, minors DNI, dirty talk, unprotected piv, bit of threesome, venom being venom, eddie and reader are fuckbuddies, set between first and second movie.

It had been about four weeks since it started, this whole thing with you and Eddie, and he still wasn’t entirely sure what to call it. You weren’t dating, weren’t exactly a couple. You hadn’t talked about labels, you were just… fucking.

At least that's what you’d said with a grin one night after riding him until he forgot his own zip code: “We’re just fucking, right?”

And Eddie, his legs still trembling and heart halfway to combusting, had nodded like a dumbass and said, “Y-yeah. Totally.”

Totally. Like an idiot, like he hadn’t almost told you he wanted to wake up next to you every goddamn day, like his soul hadn’t briefly left his body the second you rolled off him and winked.

Now here you were again two weeks later, standing at his door, wearing that little smirk that made him week in the knees.

“Hey,” you said, sliding past him like you belonged there now, like you owned him. You kind of did, to be honest.

You dropped your bag on the couch, kicked off your shoes, poured yourself a glass of water like it was your place, and Eddie couldn’t tell if that made him insanely turned on or just insanely emotional.

“She’s nesting.” Venom hissed delighted inside Eddie's brain.

“Don’t call it that.” Eddie muttered under his breath, low enough so you wouldn't hear him from the kitchen.

“She’s going to move in. You’re doomed.” Venom purred.

“Shut the fuck up.”

“You like it.” Venom’s voice was smug.

“I do. But shut up.” His ears were burning, his jeans were tight just from watching you, knowing what was coming next. His heart was fucking useless.

You turned, leaned against the counter, and gave him that look, the one that made his brain static out, the one that said "I'm about to fuck you, Eddie Brock."

“You gonna stand there all day or are you gonna let me take care of that little problem in your jeans, neighbor?”

Eddie nearly swallowed his tongue. Yep, this was getting dangerous.

It started on the couch, like most nights, your thighs straddling his, your fingers working their way under his shirt to feel the warmth of his body, the soft hair on his chest, the happy trail down his abdomen just before reaching his cock. He was kissing you like a man possessed, maybe a little too eager, but you didn’t seem to mind, you never did, in fact, you liked him this way. Frantic and easy to unravel.

Your tongue slid slowly against his, your hands dragged down to his belt, making his hips jerk up into you without him meaning to. He was so fucking responsive to you, ever since that first night. It was like his whole body answered to you now, and you couldn’t help but find that extremely sweet and arousing at the same time.

You worked his jeans open, dragged them down just enough to free him, and you settled yourself in his lap again, grinding your hips just enough to make him gasp. You pulled back to tug your shirt over your head and Eddie’s breath caught, his cock twitched hard against his stomach, his mouth actually dropped open. He’d seen you naked a dozen times by now and still… still his brain short-circuited every single time he saw your bare skin, your exposed breasts, your kissable collarbone.

Venom let out a groan that wasn’t entirely separate from Eddie’s. “Touch her. Worship her.”

You kissed him again hungrily, and when you lifted your hips to sink down on him, Eddie’s head dropped back with a broken groan.

“Fuck—god—oh my god.”

You were tight, and so wet. It felt like you were swallowing him inch by inch. He gripped your hips like he was afraid you’d vanish, like he was begging you to take him apart. You moved slow, teasing him, rolling your hips, and he grabbed onto your waist like his life depended on it.

“Breathe, lover boy.” Venom said with a cruel kind of joy.

“I'm trying.” Eddie thought.

“Not for long.” The symbiote chuckled darkly. “You’re gonna start crying soon.”

You were close to his ear, saying something dirty, probably, but Eddie wouldn’t know, he could barely hear anything over the white noise in his head.

“Talk to her,” Venom urged him. “Tell her how good she feels. Show an ounce of dominance for once.”

“Y-you feel so good,” Eddie stammered, it was the only sentence he could think of. “Fuck, you feel…”

You rode him harder, chasing your own pleasure, moving so your clit would rub against his pubic bone. Eddie gripped your waist to meet every thrust, his hands slid up your back, and his mouth found your throat. Venom’d told him to show some dominance, to say something, and so he did, he said the first thing that came to his mind. It slipped out low, but still loud enough for you to hear.

“I love you.”

Just like that, plain and simple, and even Venom went silent for once. But even if Eddie wanted the earth to swallow him whole, the world didn’t end, you didn’t stop, didn’t flinch, you just moved a little faster, kissed him a little deeper, bit his lip a little harder. You ignored it completely, and Eddie died a little inside.

“Ohhhh noooooo.” Venom hissed in horror. "What the fuck, man? You said it, you actually said the L word. You’re a new level of pathetic."

Eddie closed his eyes, maybe you didn't hear it, maybe you were too concentrated in that moment and you missed it.

“She definitely heard.” Venom’s laugh was cruel. “This is delicious. Ruined little thing, aren’t you?”

You were still riding him, still gasping his name, still clawing at his shoulders like he was all you wanted, but his head was full of static. He hadn’t meant to say it, not now, and definetly not like that, but that didn't make it any less truth. It had been true for days, maybe since the second time you came over, maybe since the way you leaned against him half-asleep while he made you coffee, maybe since you started leaving a hoodie behind, maybe since you kissed his forehead and didn’t say why.

Eddie held out, even with panic twisting in his chest, he held out. Focused on you, on the way your hands gripped him, on the way your thighs quivered when he thrust up into you just right, on the way your breath caught when he kissed your shoulder.

You came with your mouth on his, your hips grinding down hard, and that sound you always made when you came that just drove him insane. The soft, cracked little moan that made his heart punch holes in his ribs. He came right after, gasping, his mouth open against your neck as you milked him through it. His cock throbbed hard inside you, his cum flood your walls in thick pulses. He rutted up shallowly once more just to stay inside you a little longer, just to give you all of it, every drop, every inch of him.

You didn’t say anything about it, about what he’d said. And he wasn’t sure if that made him feel better, or so much worse.

Sunlight spilled in through the gap in the curtains the next morning. It was too warm, too peaceful, too fucking cruel. Eddie laid on his side, eyes open, watching the back of your shoulder rise and fall with your breathing. You were still asleep, with your hair messy, lips parted, one leg tangled between the sheets and his own. You looked perfect, dangerous and divine all at the same time. And you were completely unaware that he was dying inside.

He could still remember how that "I love you" came out like a punch, like a sob, like his whole soul leaving his mouth and dropping into your skin while you fucked him into the couch. What kind of dumbass said that out loud? During sex, no less? Eddie swallowed hard and stared at the ceiling, his hand instinctively covered his face. He still held on to the hope that you hadn’t heard it. Maybe you were too far gone to notice, or maybe you thought he just said “I love it” or some other desperate mid-sex sentence like that.

“Oh man, why did you have to say it?” Venom’s voice was full of resentment. "We had something good going on here."

“Don't do this now.” Eddie muttered.

“You said it, Eddie.” The symbiote practically growled.

“It slipped. That doesn’t count.” His defense was weak, he knew that. He was trying to convince himself as well.

“Oh it counts. It counts so hard.”

Eddie groaned under his breath and turned away from your sleeping form, like that might help him escape the memory. He stared at the wall for a moment, and then sat up carefully, his legs swinging off the bed. He needed coffee, and maybe a frontal lobotomy.

His thighs ached, his back was damp with sweat, his cock was still heavy, sticky at the tip from a night of overstimulation. Behind him, you stirred, rolling over.

“Mornin’,” you mumbled, still half-asleep but looking smug anyway. You sounded the same way you always did after a god night of sex.

“Hey,” Eddie replied. He didn’t look at you, just dragged on a T-shirt and scrubbed a hand through his hair like it could erase the last twelve hours of humiliation.

His fingers trembled, he wanted to kiss you again, to pull you back down and say it a hundred more times just to get it right, just to hear you say it back. You stretched gracefully, still naked, and Eddie, like the pathetic mess of a man he was, peeked at you, at the way your tits shifted with every breath, at how your thighs were still sticky from him, and he immediately blushed.

You didn’t mention what’d happened, you didn’t ask, you didn’t even blink in that way that meant you were pretending not to blink. You just got up, and pulled on your shirt, giving him a soft look as you walked past to the bathroom.

“She’s ignoring it.” Venom said inside his head, sounding suspicious now.

“Maybe she really didn’t hear.” Eddie whispered.

“Or maybe she’s sparing your little feelings, you tragic, trembling, emotionally repressed human.” Venom purred.

“I hate you.”

By the time you emerged, you were already checking your phone and muttering about a call you had to take and how you needed to swing by your place. Like always, like nothing was weird.

You kissed him lightly at the door. “Text me later?”

“Yeah,” Eddie said, trying to smile and look unfazed. “Sure.”

You gave him a wink, and just like that, you were gone. The second the door clicked shut, Venom let loose, his gooey head bursting out of Eddie's back like a tornado.

“YOU SAID YOU LOVED HER.” Venom roared. "DID I ALREADY MENTION THAT?"

Eddie dropped onto the couch like he’d been shot. "Yes. You did. Can you not?"

“TOO LATE. I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS.” Venom’s voice echoed in the living-room, full of sarcasm and theatrical disgust.

"Oh really? You have?" Eddie said bitterly. "Then why does it feel like you've been screaming in my brain all night long?"

“YOU MANAGED TO TRAP THE HOT TEMPTRESS OF A NEIGHBOR INTO FUCKING YOU, AND YOU DECIDE TO CONFESS YOUR LOVE WHILE SHE’S BOUNCING ON YOUR DICK LIKE A TRAMPOLINE?”

“I didn’t mean to,” Eddie whispered into his palms. “It just slipped out, okay?”

“YES. YOUR STUPID, STUPID FEELINGS SLIPPED OUT OF YOUR STUPID, STUPID MOUTH.”

"I can't do this right now."

“OH MY GOD. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU SMPED MID-PENETRATION, EDDIE." His voice rumbled. "JUST WHEN I THOUGHT YOU COULDN'T BE MORE OF AN EMBARRASMENT”

“Please stop.”

“WHO DOES THAT?”

Eddie groaned and dragged a pillow over his face. "It happens to a lot of people, for your information."

“WORST PART? SHE IGNORED IT." He clicked his tongue. "WHY? BECAUSE SHE WAS BEING MERCIFUL. SHE WAS PITYING YOU.”

“Who cares if I said it? I mean, is it really that important? She still came,” he muttered. “And we had a great time.”

“SO WHAT?” Venom barked. “SHE CUMS WITH HER VIBRATOR TOO, YOU'RE NOT SPECIAL. NOW, DOES HER VIBRATOR SAY 'I LOVE YOU' LIKE A DUMBASS?”

“Pal.”

“PAL’ ISN’T GONNA FIX THIS.” Venom kept going. He was unhinged. “You fell in love, Eddie. You caught feelings. Disgusting.”

“I didn’t catch anything. It’s been... building.” And it had. God, it had. Quiet and steady, it had built in his bones, his gut, under his fingernails, every time you laughed, every time you stayed. "Besides you're the one who's always telling me I should marry her."

“But youre not supposed to let it explode out of you during sex. Like an emotional ejaculation. Classy.”

Eddie sat there in the quiet apartment, face in his hands.

“What’s next? You gonna knit her a sweater? Cry during missionary?”

Eddie groaned again, louder now. “I didn’t mean to say it.”

“But you meant it. That’s the worst part.”

And it was, because deep down, under all the awkwardness, under all the grinding and gasping and flushed skin, he fucking loved you. He loved your laugh, your sarcasm, the way you teased him, how you bite his shoulder when you cum, the way you called him “neighbor” even though you’d been sleeping in his bed for a week straight, the way your moans sounded like prayers, like you were worshiping his cock and mocking him at the same time. The way you never looked at him like he was a freak, or a mess, or a failure. The way you acted like his place was a second home now, like he was one, too.

“You’re in love, Eddie.” Venom whispered.

“I know.”

“You’re going to die.”

He sat there in the sunlight, still half-sticky from you, half-erect from the memory, whole-heartedly fucked in every possible way. Maybe you were ignoring it because you didn’t want to make things weird, maybe you loved him too.

“Or maybe she’s just here for the dick.” Venom clicked his teeth. "Which is worse, cause it's mid at best."

“Thanks for the support." Eddie mumbled, eyes closing. “You’re supposed to have my back.”

“I DO—IN BATTLE. IN A FIGHT. IF THE CIA SHOWS UP TO KILL YOU, I’M THERE.” Venom roared, his teeth gleaming like broken glass. “BUT THIS? THIS IS EMBARRASSING.”

Eddie glared at the ceiling. “I said it once. Once. I’m allowed to feel something.”

“FEELING SOMETHING IS ONE THING. SAYING IT IS ANOTHER." He snarled. "AND SAYING IT DURING SEX WHEN SHE’S NOT EVEN YOUR GIRLFRIEND?”

Eddie winced. “Okay, yeah, when you say it like that—”

“LIKE WHAT? LIKE THE TRUTH? You always do this,” Venom sounded helpless. “You cry when she’s on top of you. And now you make love declarations too. You’re like a malfunctioning Roomba."

Eddie groaned, dragging both hands down his face once again. His face looked red already.

“And not just an ‘I love you.’ No. You moaned it. Like an idiot. Like a dying seal in mating season.”

“I know,” Eddie mumbled, eyes squeezed shut.

“She ignored it, Eddie. IGNORED. And you just spilled your guts like a freshman at prom. You have humiliated us. She will never look at you the same again.”

“I know.”

“You are a man. Be cool. Be quiet. Be mysterious. What part of ‘I love you’ is MYSTERIOUS, EDDIE?”

Eddie groaned louder. He could still hear himself from last night, echoing in his skull like a haunting. He could feel it, your thighs wrapped around his hips, your walls fluttering when he said it. Why couldn’t he have just said nothing? Or grunted? A nice neutral grunt. That would’ve been manly. Safe. But no, he had to be the loser who whimpers ‘I love you’ into your neck.

“God,” Eddie whispered, “why am I like this?”

“Because you are weak,” Venom snarled. “Soft. Infected by human emotions. Disgusting.”

You were sprawled across Eddie’s lap like you were meant to be there, like his body existed solely to hold yours. Your lips ghosted over his, teasing, tugging, tasting. A lazy, smug little smile playing on your mouth as your hips rolled forward with deliberate friction, grinding right over the bulge in his jeans.

He gasped into your mouth, clutching your thighs like a drowning man. His grip was bruising, fingers sinking into your skin as if it might anchor him, as if he wasn’t about to float away on the sheer need of you.

“Focus, neighbor. You’re gonna need it.”

“Oh, he’s trying,” Venom purred, already buzzing in his brain. “Pathetic, but trying.”

Eddie’s throat bobbed as he swallowed hard, your fingers sneaking under his shirt, dragging it up over trembling muscle and flushed skin. Your lips skimmed across the slope of his shoulder, your teeth grazing with just enough bite to make him whimper.

“I, um—” he swallowed. For some reason Eddie felt like he needed to adress what had happened the night before. “About… last night. I—”

You waited, calm and unbothered.

“I know I said… a lot of stuff,” Eddie managed to say. “I just—I wasn’t trying to, like, trap you or whatever. I swear. It just kinda… slipped out. And then I couldn’t stop and—”

“Eddie.” He shut up instantly. You gave him a sleepy, crooked little smile. “It’s fine.”

He stared at you like you’d just absolved him of a felony.

“I mean it,” you said, scooting closer, your chest right agaisnt his. “You were… intense, yeah. But it’s not like it freaked me out.”

"Okay," Venom growled, his tone shrill, "I'm done. I don't understand women."

“…Really?”

You nodded. “You’re kind of a mess. But, like... in a sweet way.”

“It’s a trap,” Venom hissed. “She’s going to gut you like a fish and wear your heart like jewelry.”

“I like you, Eddie,” you said, quieter now. “I have feelings for you. Real ones.”

His mouth opened, but no sound came out.

“You do?”

You gave him a look. “I let you cum in me while crying ‘I love you’ into my neck. What do you think?”

His whole face went red at the memory, you reached for his hand, sliding your fingers between his, he clung to you instantly.

“But,” you said gently, “I’ve… been through some shit before. One of my last relationships... it started way too fast. Got serious too soon, and when it ended, it messed me up.”

Eddie’s brows knit together. “What happened?”

You shrugged, keeping your eyes on your joined hands. “He said all the right things. Promised a lot. I thought I was safe. And then... he wasn’t who I thought he was.”

Eddie felt like his chest had been punched open. “I would never—”

“I know,” you said quickly. “I know. That’s why I’m here. I just… I like to go slow now. Not because I’m scared of a relationship. Just… I need time.”

Eddie nodded fast, maybe too fast. “Of course. Yeah. Totally. Whatever you need. I have all the time in the world. No pressure. Patience is my middle name.”

You smiled at him warmly. “Good.” Then, playful, but still soft: “And for the record… you don’t have to apologize for loving things loudly, Eddie. That’s just who you are.”

Eddie made a strangled noise, but you leaned in, kissed his cheek, and lazily murmured. “I’m not going anywhere.”

And Eddie? Eddie completely melted.

“She is playing you like a harp,” Venom moaned. “I hate her. I hate this. I hope you both die of affection.”

Eddie didn’t respond, he was too busy turning into a puddle beside you, still half-hard under your body, devoted in the dumbest way possible. But you were still hungry for him, you’d come to his place to get fucked, not to have a sweet talk.

“Eddie,” you breathed, lips brushing the shell of his ear, “if you’re not inside me in the next two minutes, I swear to God I’m walking out naked.”

"NO TIME TO WASTE. YOU HEARD OUR TEMPTRESS."

He nearly tripped over his own feet, scrambling out of his clothes with the urgency of a man on fire. You laughed wickedly, and laid back on his bed like you owned it, your thighs parted, your eyes looking at him like you were challenging him. Waiting for him.

His cock was already flushed and leaking angrily, twitching with the kind of desperation that bordered on pathetic, and you drank in the sight of him like it was a reward.

“You’re gonna fucking ruin me,” he muttered under his breath, crawling between your legs like a man possessed. “Already have.”

And when he finally sank into you, it was slow and deep. The kind of stretch that had you seeing stars every single time. He let out a sound like he was being exorcised, a low moan that was ripped out of his chest. His fingers dig into your hips like he needed the anchor.

“Oh my God—”

“She feels insane. Wait, you’re gonna say it again, aren’t you, idiot?”

Eddie buried his face in your neck, breathing you in, rocking his hips in slow, deep thrusts. Every roll of his body pushed him further into heaven, and further from rational thought. You were soaked, you felt so tight around him, pulsing, dragging wet and hot along every nerve ending like your body was made to milk him senseless. His cock throbbed with every slow slide in and out, the friction was unbearable, the pace punishing in its tenderness. You moaned for him, you were just so perfect that something inside him snapped again, and even if you’d told him you didn’t mind it, he still felt every bit as stupid as before when he said it again.

“I love you.”

“NO. NOT AGAIN,” Venom made a long, disgusted gurgling noise. “YOU ARE SO STUPID I COULD CRY.”

“Fuck,” Eddie groaned into your skin. “I just... It just—”

“Second time,” you whispered, breathless, teasing, not mad, just so goddamn amused. You clenched around him and he yelped like he’d been electrocuted. You rolled your hips up, grinding slow and deep against him. The stretch was obscene, delicious, cruel. “I must have a setting that makes you malfunction.”

“You’re gonna kill me,” he choked out, already panting. “Fuck, I’m not gonna last—”

You tightened again around him and he whimpered, an actual, broken, shamefully high-pitched whimper as his cock twitched helplessly inside you.

“You like when I tease you like this, huh? When I squeeze you right when you’re trying so hard to be good for me?”

“Oh my god, please, don’t... baby, please—”

He kept thrusting, his rhythm was slow but deep, his hips shaking, sweat beading down his temple as he tried to keep it together, to keep his soul from leaving his body while you fucked it out of him, inch by inch.

“I—fuck... I love you—fuck, I love you—”

“TELL HER IT WAS A STROKE,” Venom screamed. “JUST START BARKING. MAYBE SHE’LL LEAVE.”

But you were smiling dangerously, tightening your legs around him, grinding your hips up to meet his with sinful precision, dragging him deeper until he was buried up the hilt in your heat, hitting every single spot inside you.

“She’s gonna break you,” Venom said, giving up on any hope of Eddie keeping some dignity. “She’s squeezing the stupid out of your brain.”

And of course he couldn’t fucking stop it. His mouth moved before his thoughts could catch up, and what came out was a messy emotional earthquake

“I love you—fuck—I fucking love you—I love you so much.”

It poured out of him like a broken dam, or more like vomit, completely unfiltered, each single word was a desperate and honest confession, obscene in its vulnerability. Like his whole body had betrayed him, like you were wringing the love out of him with every roll of your hips. Every drag of his cock in and out of your soaked heat pulled another syllable from his lungs, his cock twitching inside you like it couldn’t bear not being touched by you.

“OH MY GOD, STOP” Venom groaned inside his skull, “I AM GOING TO SET YOU ON FIRE.”

“Shut up,” Eddie gritted under his breath, jaw clenched as he tried, and failed, to hold back another whimper.

“NO, YOU SHUT UP. SHUT YOUR STUPID, SAPPY MOUTH. SHUT IT WHILE SHE’S MILKING YOU DRY LIKE A DAMN LEECH.”

“Love you—so much—fuck, you feel so good—can’t get enough of you—” His voice was breaking apart now, as your walls fluttered around his cock again and again, greedy and slick and perfect.

“SHE’S NOT EVEN YOUR GIRLFRIEND. CAN YOU STOP SAYING THAT ALREADY?”

“Stop talking to me,” Eddie hissed between gasps, his hips faltering like he could barely keep going without exploding.

You grinned with amusement, a bead of sweat sliding down your collarbone as your body clenched around him again. “I’m not talking. Are we having a threesome and you didn’t tell me?” you teased. “Should I be jealous?”

Eddie let out a strangled sound somewhere between a laugh and a sob, his face flushed, dripping sweat, panting like you were pulling the air right out of his lungs. He was a mess, trembling with the need to keep going and the terror of what he was giving away. But he still couldn’t stop.

“I love you,” he choked yet once again, his hands trembling on your thighs. “Oh god, I love you so bad it hurts—”

His cock was twitching so hard it was pulsing, buried to the base, wet with both of you, your slick dripping down his balls every time he pulled back just to slam it in again.

“You’re just gonna keep saying it, huh?”

“Y-yeah,” he gasped. “Probably.” And he meant it, every thrust now pulled another “I love you” out of his mouth. His rhythm faltered and came back, like his body was trying to fuck the words into your core. Like if he fucked you deep enough, you’d say it back.

“Jesus,” you gasped through a moan, “you’re really feeling it tonight, huh?”

Eddie nodded frantically. “You have no idea.”

“Worse than usual,” Venom muttered. “He’s gonna propose in ten minutes.”

“I should start charging you,” you panted, arching up, dragging your nails down his spine. “Every time you say it.”

“Worth it,” he moaned against your mouth, jerking his hips erratically as your walls clamped down again.

The wet, rhythmic slap of your bodies echoed through the room. You were soaked, stuffed full, his cock hitting deep with each filthy snap of his hips.

“I’m gonna vomit,” Venom groaned. “This is the worst thing I’ve ever witnessed, and I watched you sob through Titanic twice.”

“You’re lucky I like guys who talk too much.” You bit your lip just to taunt him a little more.

“NO SHE DOESN’T,” Venom shrieked. “SHE’S MOCKING YOU.”

“You really gotta work on your timing. And get that brain injury checked out." You said.

“You’re this close to asking her to have your babies,” Venom hissed. “You absolute slut for love.”

You grabbed Eddie by the hair, dragged his mouth down to yours, and kissed him hard and messy, trying to shut him up. You bit his bottom lip and moaned into him when he bucked deep again, so deep it knocked a sound from you that wasn’t even human.

There was no use on it, every time you pulled away to take a breath, he would say it again.

“Fucking love you.”

“Love you so much.”

“Wanna stay inside you forever.”

“Fuck, baby, you feel like everything.”

Every time he said it, you clenched, and every time you clenched, he lost another piece of himself. He was falling into you, drowning in the heat and wetness of your cunt, and on that smile you gave him when he moaned like he needed you more than oxygen.

Venom was cringing every time another pathetic "I love you" slipped out of Eddie's mouth. Mentally face-palming wasn’t enough anymore, his host was embarrassing the both of them in front of you, the most gorgeous creature Venom had ever laid eyes on. And he’d been through multiple realities, so that said a lot. He couldn’t take another second of Eddie’s needy, lovesick whimpers. Pathetic, Venom thought, she will think we are weak. Without thinking twice, he did what he had to do. A long, slick, black tendril shot out from between Eddie’s shoulder blades, moving almost predatory. Just as another "I love you" started to tumble out of Eddie’s lips, the tendril slapped across his mouth with force, muffling the sound.

Eddie jolted, his hands immediately leaving your body to grab at the gooey appendage. His fingers sank into it, trying to pry it off.

“What the—?!” Eddie’s muffled voice cracked as he wrestled against the mass. “Man—not now. Get… get off!”

The tendril stayed for another stubborn beat before retreating with a wet snap, disappearing back into Eddie’s body. Eddie blinked, catching his breath, and then his stomach dropped. You were still under him, his cock still buried inside you, but you’d gone still. Your hands had frozen on his chest, and your eyes were wide, your brow furrowed. He cursed Venom viciously in his head, this was the only good thing he had in his miserable life, and now it was ruined. That was it, he thought, already bracing himself for the feel of you pulling off him and running for the door. This was going to be the last time he ever saw you again.

“So, about that… I can explain,” Eddie said, a shaky chuckle slipping out. “I’m… uh… I’m very sick.”

“Eddie… it’s fine.” Your palms smoothed over his chest, feeling the wild thud of his heart like it was trying to punch its way out of his ribcage. “I know about your little friend inside your brain.”

Eddie choked on nothing.

“WHAT,” Venom roared in his head.

You just grinned. “Yeah, I’ve been putting two and two together for a while.”

He stared at you, completely astonished. “You… what… how—”

You arched a brow, as if the answer couldn’t be more obvious. “You talk to him out loud. Constantly. Even when I’m standing right there. And don’t get me started on the conversations you two have when I’m gone.”

“Oh my God…” Eddie shut his eyes like maybe if he focused hard enough, he could teleport to another multiverse where this conversation wasn’t happening.

“I live next door, Eddie,” you went on, amused. “Tell Venom, whoever he is, to keep it down.”

He blinked at you, like you’d just won a fight he hadn’t realized he was having. “You’re… not freaked out?”

You shrugged, your complete lack of concern somehow making him a little scared. He was not only screwing the most amazing woman he’d ever known, but she apparently didn’t care that he had an alien living in his head.

“I’ve heard how your friend in there wants to kill you every time you get sappy,” you said with a small laugh at how ridiculous the whole thing was. “You’ve got a little guy in your head who wants to murder you for loving me? Honestly… kinda flattering.”

“LITTLE?” Venom made a sound somewhere between a growl and a snarl. “I’M NOT LITTLE. TELL HER I AM A BIG, DANGEROUS ALIEN SYMBIOTE.”

“So… Venom… that was the thing that came out of you, right?”

Before Eddie could answer, that same black, slick, living mass erupted from his back, but this time it didn’t just whip out and retreat. It swelled and took shape, a massive head forming before your eyes: wide, alien-white eyes that seemed to glow, a grin with more teeth than you could possibly count, and a wet and long tongue. You figured you should be screaming and running for your life… but after months of overhearing Eddie’s arguments with him, you knew Venom wasn’t a threat... to you.

“Venom,” he introduced himself, his shape shifting so one thick tendril extended forward like a hand to shake. “The coolest, and better half of Eddie. At your service.”

You bit the inside of your cheek to keep from laughing, but Eddie looked like he wanted the earth to open up and swallow him whole. “He’s not… he’s not a part of me,” Eddie muttered. “He just… lives inside me. That’s all.”

“So… he’s the one you keep telling to shut up when we’re going at it, huh?” you teased.

“He—he just... he has a tendency to make—”

“Instructions,” Venom interrupted smoothly, turning those huge eyes on you. “I am the reason Eddie makes you cum. You’re welcome.”

Eddie’s jaw clenched. “You’re the reason I have a headache,” he muttered, pulling out of you and sitting on the edge of the bed, rubbing both hands over his face.

“So you’re a voyeuristic alien,” you said rising your eyebrow.

“I would be an active participant if Eddie would let me,” Venom replied, his voice dripping with irritation. “But he is insecure. He knows I am the superior being… and he does not want to look bad.”

“Oh, really?” you asked, clearly enjoying every second of this.

“Please don’t encourage him,” Eddie groaned, dragging a hand down his face like it might erase the whole situation.

“Oh, definitely encourage me,” Venom countered immediately. “If Eddie makes you scream, imagine what I could do with this.” A thick, long tendril unfurled from his mass. “Or… this.” His enormous tongue flicked out, curling back in with a wet sound.

You stared at him for a moment, considering it, before a slow smile spread across your lips. And without another word, you swung one leg over and settled back into Eddie’s lap.

“W-what are you doing?” Eddie asked, but his body betrayed him instantly. You felt him twitch and swell beneath you, his cock stiffening so fast it slapped wetly against his stomach, smearing pre-cum across his abs. His big hands slid to your waist, his fingers flexing in a silent welcome even as his words tried to protest.

“If the alien parasite inside your body wants to participate,” you murmured against the warm skin of his neck, your lips dragging slowly before sucking a mark just below his jaw, “then we should let him. He’s already watching everything… would it really be that different?”

“I like how she thinks, Eddie,” Venom purred, trembling with anticipation. Those huge eyes narrowed in something close to hunger. “Listen to the hot girl on your lap. Let. Me. In.”

“Yes, yes, it would be different,” Eddie blurted, way too fast, like he could shut this down if he just spoke quickly enough. “Venom, go away and—”

Before he could finish, you wrapped your fingers around him, feeling the thick, hot weight of his cock pulse in your grip. You guided him to your entrance, hovering just long enough to see his breath hitch… then sank down in one smooth motion.

Eddie groaned, his head tipping back. “Holy… fuck,” he rasped, the word breaking apart as your tight heat clenched around him.

“C’mon, Eddie,” you coaxed, starting a slow grind that made him bite his lip. “How many times in your life are you gonna be able to say you had a threesome with an alien?”

“I prefer the term symbiote,” Venom corrected you. His gaze roamed shamelessly over where you were joined with Eddie. “But you can call me whatever you want. Alien, extraterrestrial being, parasite… it all sounds delicious coming from you. You really are a temptress.”

“L-look who’s simping now,” Eddie shot back, trying to sound smug, but barely getting the words out between ragged breaths as you began to bounce on him.

Then Venom made his move. A slick tendril slid out from between Eddie’s shoulder blades, gliding with precision down your stomach until the cold, wet tip pressed to your swollen clit. You gasped at the sudden contrast, it was cold and smooth, like slime against your hot flesh. It moved in slow circles, every rotation was perfect, like he’d studied the way your body responded to Eddie's touch for weeks and memorized every tiny twitch.

“Oh—oh God…” you moaned, your back arching, your nails digging into Eddie’s shoulders. The dual sensation from Eddie’s cock stretching you deep and Venom’s tendril teasing your clit was too much, the pleasure was overwhelming you.

“Yes,” Venom growled with satisfaction. “Take it. Both of us. You can handle it.”

Eddie didn’t know how to feel. This was supposed to be his thing, just him and you, something no one else could touch. The idea of Venom barging into something so intimate made his stomach knot… at least, it had at first. But then he looked at your face, at the way your eyes rolled back, the way your mouth fell open around every breathless moan, the way your thighs trembled. The sound of your needy whimpers mixed with his own ragged breathing, the heat of you clenching around him while Venom’s tendril worked your clit in perfect time. Every last doubt melted out of him. You were falling apart in their hands, both of their hands. Eddie realized they were moving in perfect unison, working together with the goal of driving you insane.

“Look at her, Eddie,” Venom rumbled, his gaze flicking from where his tendril circled your clit to Eddie’s flushed, wrecked face. “We are really making her lose her mind.”

“A-are you… feeling it too?” you panted, turning your head toward him.

“I feel everything he feels,” Venom grinned. “And you’re killing him, little temptress.”

The tendril on your clit pressed harder, drawing faster, tighter circles until your whole body jolted with every stroke. Eddie’s eyes were glued to where you were joined, his cock disappearing over and over into your slick heat, creamy rings coating his shaft, and the obscene contrast of Venom’s tendril rubbing your puffy clit just above it.

“Holy—oh… you two… you two are so good,” you sobbed out, your voice breaking into another moan. “Feels so good, I can’t—”

Before you could finish speaking, another thick tendril slid from Eddie’s back, curling around your waist with possessive force. In the next second, it yanked you up his cock, then slammed you back down deep.

“OH MY FUCKING GOD!” Eddie practically screamed, his hands flying to your hips to try and ground himself.

Your screamed right after him, and Venom kept the rhythm merciless, bouncing you on Eddie at a speed you’d never reached, not even in your most eager and enthusiastic moments. Venom's speed was clearly super-human. Your ass met his thighs with wet slaps, each time Venom dragged you down.

“Seriously, you don’t even have to thank me for this,” Venom drawled, his voice smug as hell while watching you two unravel. He lowered his massive head, flicking his tongue out to drag a long, wet stripe from your neck to your jaw. The trail cooled on your skin, but it made you shiver. "It's my pleasure."

He caught the way your nipples tightened in response and moved lower, his tongue swirling over one breast before dragging across to the other, his cold, slick tongue wrapping around the hardened peaks and flicking until you gasped. “Always wanted to play with these.” He said.

Every nerve ending in your body was being set alight, Eddie’s cock pounding deep, Venom’s tendrils playing your clit and moving your body like a doll, his tongue teasing your breasts. It was too much and not enough all at once.

“Eddie... Eddie—” your voice broke into a whimper, your hips jerking erratically at the pace Venom kept you at. “I’m gonna cum... I—I can’t... hold it—”

Eddie shut his eyes so hard it almost hurt, like if he didn’t block everything out for a second, he’d blow right then and there. “I’m… I’m close too,” he rasped.

He’d never seen you like this before, sure, you were always loud with him, always satisfied, but never this. Never trembling, never losing that little edge of control you usually kept to tease him. You weren’t fucking him anymore, you were just taking it, clinging to him like the pleasure had stripped you of the ability to do anything else.

“Are you gonna cum for us?” Venom’s voice was taunting. “You sound like an angel when you cum. Eddie can never hold it when you scream and squeeze his cock, right Eddie?”

Eddie didn’t answer, he couldn’t. He was right on the edge, straining not to lose it before you did.

“V-Venom… I’m—” you tried to speak, but the words melted into a helpless gasp.

“I know… I know… Just let it go, pretty thing. I’ve got you.”

Your whole body seized around Eddie’s cock as your orgasm ripped through you so hard you could barely breathe. Your thighs shook violently against his hips. Venom’s tendril around your waist slammed you down one last time, hard enough to make you cry out, holding you there with Eddie buried to the hilt while his release tore out of him. He groaned into your neck, rutting shallowly as he filled you, the warm cum spilling so much it ran down over his balls in wet trails.

It took minutes before either of you could even try to catch your breath. Eddie slumped back against the bedframe, his arms wrapping around you. You were limp against him, arms hooked tight around his neck, your cheek pressed into his shoulder.

Venom, of course, looked completely unbothered, his slick black face split in a wide, toothy grin, looking far too pleased with himself.

“Holy…” you breathed shakily

“Fuck,” Eddie finished for you.

“WE ARE DOING IT AGAIN. RIGHT NOW.”

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A/N: This was just a little taste of a future threesome. I didn’t want to jump right into too much, but I wanted to give you all something to hold onto until the next part. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter, and maybe stick around for the next if you want more of Venom

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