#agentavenom

[prophemi]

@agent-a-venom​ -- ;

The cracks were beginning to show. In a man once so steadfastly noble did something hideous bleed through, delving into ignominy and chipping away at what he once was. Recognizing the Klyntar in so ordinary yet nightmarish a street so late at night, the former Doctor whirled about and hissed.

“Ｗｗｗｗｗｈａｔ　ａａａａｒｅｅｅ　ｙｏｏｏｕ　ｌｏｏｏｏｋｉｎｇ　ａａａａａｔ？”

[prophemi]

♝ (agent-a-venom)

My muse reading aloud to yours

It had been an exhausting day for them both, he was sure. Venom and Flash were finally finding something of a synergistic relationship again, no longer having to rely on drugs or sedatives in order to work together. It was tentative, and trying to keep out of the limelight until the crime scene would more or less calm down, but there was always something and someone, somewhere, they needed help. Which was why Flash had collapsed on the couch where Stephen had been sitting first thing, becoming a bit more emboldened in seeking affections from him that he was too happy to oblige. Stephen hummed as he stroked through strawberry blond locks, feeling the man sag with relaxation as the ministrations seemed to be making him drowsy. 

Of course, Venom too was interested in attaining affection, curling around his neck and nuzzling into his jaw, Stephen turning a page of the book on the book stand a he rest his cheek on Venom’s form, the symbiote trilling pleasurably from the affections. By then, Flash had seemed to fallen asleep entirely, the gentle caresses not even ceasing. Clearing his throat, knowing Venom wouldn’t be swayed away so easily. 

“Have you ever had poetry read to you, dear heart?” he murmured softly, as not to awake the slumbering man on his lap. “I think you’ll like this poem in particular.” Venom shuddered pleasurably and warmly, blinking owlishly as Stephen began reading, the dusky tone of his voice seeming to lull them all.

[prophemi]

"I was hoping you could help me. I... didn't know who else to go to." (agent-a-venom)

It was fairly late in the evening when he, Clea, and Wong had been preparing dinner they’d made equal contribution to with their own strengths, filling the holes another could adapt. A sort of synergy that was rare and harmonious. It was a quiet time that stood between them and several more hours’ of study and archiving and other tasks around the Sanctum before they’d eventually retire to sleep. However, just as the rest of the dishes were being washed, a sudden knock at the door had Stephen trotting over to it--for one never knew when an emergency could arise. Swinging it open, he found a man leaning heavily and saturated in the stench of alcohol, a familiar affliction he’d once battled with seeming lifetimes. 

“You’re Agent Venom, aren’t you? I can sense the Klyntar, but--no matter. This way, Mr. Thompson. Will you need a room? If this is more serious than the drinking, we may.”

[calabrun]

🌟🌟🌟 (agent-a-venom)

@agent-a-venom

For all he does as assistant coach and Agent Venom, the time in which Flash does have down is sometimes few and far between. Therefore, Vlad and Flash’s “dates” usually consist of nights in over whatever movies or TV shows they can find on Netflix and snacks Vlad gets for the man. 

Vlad doesn’t sleep in beds due to how alien it feels for him and Flash doesn’t sleep in his bed much, either, so they usually wind up tangled in each other’s arms on the couch which suits them just fine.

Since neither of them have much money to squander, and wanting to keep their “other” lives relatively divorced, they often tend to explore the city hunting for free or low cost venues as their date spots.

[calabrun]

He needs to test this. By biting down on Vlad's shoulder. Om nom. (agent-a-venom)

Whether it was just curiosity or just boredom, no one simply bit another like that without some good reason. Especially with their little…predicament. But, as it was, daytime television seemed too be a bit too boring to the veteran, Vlad taking it in stride and pinning the blond to the couch, smothering their lips together as a rather happy surprise became that of a dizzied pleasure from Flash, winding his arms around the vampire’s neck. Smiling in amusement, lips darted from lips and planted along his stubbled jaw and throat, skin flushing with each point of contact.“Commercial breaks getting too boring?” he purred into it teasingly.

[calabrun]

‘ do you want some of this? ’ (agent-a-venom)

A vampire walks into a bar–that was it. That was the joke. Though he hadn’t expected to remain for long, mostly remaining out of boredom, when the fellow next to him seemed to have a half-full bottle of gin, consider him piqued.“A whole bottle? Awfully generous to offer a stranger, don’t you think?”

[calabrun]

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-puts Flash down in front of him-

Gently yanks Flash on top of him so they can cuddle, and pulls him close. It’s warm--