2019-04-11

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starspangledscarf:

cassowarykisses:

land-of-brains-and-chocolate:

it’s subtle, but… i think (i could be wrong) that nobody ever actually suggested peter’s costume may be alive in the originals, just that it’s weird and creepy. it does make a difference, not just by making peter look like a much bigger idiot, but by making the symbiote more intentionally deceptive.

I generally go with some variation or combination of two different ideas:

1) the symbiote genuinely believes it’s communicating with Peter. Symbiotes communicate with electrical signals and touch and chemicals, and it’s doing all that and Peter is letting it hang around. Clearly he likes and accepts it! The fact that he doesn’t speak to it isn’t worrying. None of its other hosts have talked to it, anyway. It has lots of practice in being the best tool and communicating with its host without words. (I heard a headcanon once that Eddie was the one who taught the symbiote to speak - it could always understand language and communicate through memories/concepts/emotions, but saying words was not in its skillset, and I love it.)

2) the symbiote is deeply, deeply terrified of letting anyone know what it is. It knows that other symbiote think its desire for a host is wrong, and it knows that other species think it’s a parasite. So it knowingly disguises itself because a one-sided connection is better than no connection. On some level it knows that Peter wouldn’t want it if he knew what it was, but it’s convinced itself that it can be a good costume and keep up the facade forever. It fantasizes that even if Peter finds out, it’ll have been such a good costume he’ll love it anyway.

That last part broke my heart a bit… ;;w;;

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Epilogue to this fic

Venom rubs himself a little tentatively against Eddie’s fingers. Eddie nods, running his thumb gently under his jaw. “You okay with this, darling?”

There’s a momentary flicker of yes of course, but Venom doesn’t answer out loud at first. Eddie smiles gently, letting him decide. “Yes,” he says finally, running down the side of Eddie’s hand, and nuzzling the soft skin at his wrist. Eddie shivers.

Venom pauses. “Is this good for you?” The words buzz and Eddie flinches away.

“It’s fine.” Eddie says quickly, pressing closer.

“You pulled away.” Venom looks up at him, “Eddie,” and oh but that sounds so hurt. “Cannot cause you pain, if you don’t want-”

“It’s not that,” Eddie coaxes, smiling. “I’m just a bit ticklish.”

“Oh,” Venom’s tongue flicks out, tracing so very lightly over the veins in Eddie’s wrist. “What is that?”

“It’s-” Eddie chokes off a giggle as Venom’s tongue wanders down his inner arm. “Some parts of the body are- ah- sensitive, and they’re- heh- ticklish. Like that.”

“Is it to do with sex?” And that starts a shiver that doesn’t have anything to do with tickles.

“Eh- sometimes? I guess everything can be about sex sometimes but- not really.” The tongue laps at the hollow of his elbow. “Just- okay, that’s really distracting.”

“Really?” Venom blinks huge, innocent eyes at him.

“Asshole.” Eddie shivers. He stretches out a finger, hovering just above Venom’s tongue, waiting for permission. Venom’s tongue twitches up, meeting his fingers.

He runs them down the top of his tongue, then slides underneath and traces down the cords of muscle underneath. Venom hisses- Eddie can feel him shiver inside him, happily.

“That’s tickling.” Eddie smiles. He leans down slowly, giving Venom plenty of time to pull away. When he doesn’t, Eddie touches his lips to the coiled length of his tongue. “You like it?”

Another shiver, a giggle slips free of Venom’s teeth. “Where else?”

“Um-” he’s going to regret this. “Underarms, feet- oh”

Venom’s spread out, flooding out over his arm and chest, lapping gently just below his ribs. Eddie squeaks.

“The skin is soft here.” Venom murmurs. His tongue slides across his waist and dips under his navel. “And here. Is it where you are softest, Eddie?”

“Yes!” It’s far too high.

Venom grins. “You are soft all over. Let me look for more.”

Eddie shivers, Venom’s tongue traces over the crease of his hipbone, down along his thigh muscles, yelps when he brushes the inside of his knee. “Oh, here Eddie?”

“Hell.” Eddie grins and covers his face with his hand. “Yeah, here too. You okay?” He drops his hand, looks carefully at Venom. “You’re alright with this?”

Venom smiles draws down so his tongue runs over his calf, and nibbling at the hollow of his ankle. “Good when it’s like this.” He agrees, and licks down along his instep.

Eddie yells and nearly kicks Venom. “Sorry! Sorry, that’s just- a reflex. Wasn’t ready for that.” He gives a second little shriek when Venom traces the tip of his tongue just under the pad of his foot.

“Did that hurt?” A hungry smile, and the tongue runs back up along his leg. “What about here, Eddie?”

He rounds his knee, back up on his inner thigh. It’s ticklish, yes, but- “Um, Vee?”

“So soft here,” Venom purrs, so close that the vibrations makes him squirm. “So warm.”

“Yeah,” Eddie pants. “Um- this is the sometimes. The sex sometimes.”

Venom pauses, looks up at Eddie from his inner thigh. Very, very close to his crotch. “You want that?”

“I- you just gave me a month’s worth of fantasies, right there.” Eddie pants. Those teeth, that tongue, and his cock right there- “You don’t need to-”

“But we want.” Venom murmurs. His tongue flicks out, and touches against the half-hard head of Eddie’s cock. “Just- stay still, Eddie. Let us touch you.”

“I love you.” Eddie lets his head fall back, closing his eyes. “I love you so, so much and you are a-mazing-” A gasp as Venom’s tongue wraps around his cock, and it twitches almost painfully in his grip.

“So warm,” Venom leans in and his teeth press against the root of him, the tips catching on the tender skin and making Eddie whimper. “So soft. Never hurt you, Eddie.”

“Yeah.” Eddie closes his eyes. “Trust you, darling.”

“Yes.” And there’s something sad in Venom’s voice, “We know.”

And Venom couldn’t trust him like that, not as he desperately wants to. Venom licks him up and down, the tip of his tongue tracing over the head of his cock, dipping into the slit and making Eddie whine in pleasure. “Ohhh- take your time, starshine, ‘m not going anywhere.”

“Eddie,” and it’s so close the reverberations makes Eddie gasp. His fists knot into the sheets, struggling not to arch up into Venom’s touch. “So good, Eddie.”

The slick touch of Venom’s skin brushes against the length of his cock, and a fine network of tentacles runs down to the root to tangle around his balls. “Soft.” A squeeze.

Eddie shivers, his toes curling. He’s getting closer- “Not too hard, please babe.”

The tentacles trace over the tender skin, cup and rub just hard enough for his eyes to roll back in his head, just soft enough to make him sigh. The tongue rasps up his cock, then turns, using the smooth underside to soothe him. The teeth catch against the tip of cock- just on the right side of pain.

“Vee-” He’s going to come, and if Venom doesn’t want-

“You taste good.” Venom assures him. “So good.”

Eddie must have done something pretty wonderful in a past life. “I love you,” he breathes, and the orgasm doesn’t hit so much as- draw out. Long and luxurious and delicious as dark chocolate.

Eddie’s feet sink into the mattress, his hands locking on the sheets, his head pressing back into the pillow as his body draws up in a long arch of pleasure. Venom laps at him, licking and coaxing and pulling every last shudder of satisfaction out of him.

Eddie slumps back, eyes drifting closed. Venom hums in pleasure, taking his time to lick him over, tender and careful. “Good, darling?”

“Love you, my Eddie.”

2019-04-11

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