Reading the alien bf thing made me think of something. Since he's quite animalistic, imagine if he went into heat/had a mating season. (Thought he was rough before, just think of what will happen now)
Pairings:
Eddie Brock/Venom x Male!Reader
Words: 1047
Author's Note:
I mean, you got me there anon, to that I offer you this smutty piece which I hope is alright. Ngl, it's been a very long time since I've written smut.
Deep in the heart of Hell’s Kitchen, inside an apartment, Eddie Brock was dealing with a problem. For the past few days, you’d been behaving strange, well stranger than usual. Your animalistic behavior had gone through the roof; you growled at the mailman, hissed at him when he came from work, scratched weird symbols into the corners of the apartment, and stole his clothes to build what Eddie could only compare to an amalgamation of pillows and clothing. This behavior extended to Eddie being smothered in more hickeys than he thought possible and very rough manhandling as you clung to his back as much as possible. Like now. Eddie had just sat down at the table and opened his laptop when you’d come in from the bedroom, lifted him, and carried him away.
You one-handedly moved a couple of the pillows and clothes around until there was a nice enough space for you to place Eddie. You flopped on top of him, rubbing your head along his stomach, and purred (?) if Eddie could even call it that. The sound was more like a soft rumbling; it reminded him of a predator.
“Hey babe, you ok?” he asked hesitantly.
You grumbled something, moving your head closer to his head. Venom popped up on his soldier; the two of you suddenly became engaged in conversation, if you could call the growls and clicking between the two of you as conversation. Now and then, there were some glances towards him; after one too many of these, Eddie got tired of the exclusion and demanded to know what was going on.
“How familiar are you with mating Eddie?” Venom asked.
“You mean the thing animals do every once in a while when they get super horny?” Eddie responded, “What does that have to do with-oh.”
Eddie may have been a bit slow on the catch-up, but once his brain started firing off, it connected the dots, and he was suddenly feeling hot. You moved yourself up, pinning Eddie to the bed.
“My species goes through a heat or mating season as you call it, once every year; it’s much better when you have a partner or two to help you through it.”
Venom was enthusiastically nodding as Eddie’s mind just stopped working. The little knowledge he had from documentaries mainly drummed down to the constant sex, need to impress potential partners, and for some animals, possessiveness. Eddie felt Venom pull at his mind and bring him out of his thoughts; you were looking down at him expectantly, awaiting his answer. Eddie barely had time to nod before you were ripping his clothes off.
His whines stopped in his throat when you kissed him. “I doubt you’ll need clothes for this,” you muttered when you drew back. Laying kisses from Eddie’s neck to his thighs, you briefly looked at him as you took his dick in one fell swoop. Eddie threw his head back as you worked your magic, using your forked tongue to get the job done. By the time you were satisfied, Eddie was a mess; you moved his legs further apart and began leaving more hickeys, making sure they were more profound than the ones you left before.
Eddie lay there feeling boneless as you rolled off to get the lube. He barely had time to register anything, as you were back in a flash; one finger became two, two became three, and soon enough, you were going at a pace that was sending Eddie off the walls. As he enjoyed the high, he heard you say something; then, three fingers became three fingers from you and two more from Venom. The symbiote moved to shape himself beside you and joined in on loosening Eddie.
“Oh, I hate you both.” he groaned. You and Venom chuckled at his words.
Once you felt satisfied with that, you moved yourself to Eddie’s right, and Venom moved to his left, both lining up your dicks; you moved slowly to get Eddie accustomed. You held his hands back with one hand, using the other three to toy with the rest of his body, a hand on his dick, another on his nipples, and one to hold his leg. Venom held onto Eddie’s other leg with one hand, using the other to help you keep Eddie’s hands bound.
Once you were all in, you shifted slightly to draw out a moan from the man. “F-fu-fuck,” Eddie breathed out.
Venom’s tongue moved over Eddie’s chest, trailing a path over it; you lightly bit Eddie some more as you started moving. The rhythm started slow and unsynced; you and Venom were in sync as you moved your dicks in and out of Eddie by the fifth thrust. Animalistic growls left you alongside Eddie’s moans; your claws dug deeper into his skin as you held on tighter, and the pace grew quicker and harder. Venom had no problem following your lead, matching up with you, and making sure to leave his marks on Eddie. Your hand moved briskly over Eddie’s dick, stopping ever so often to draw out the frustration from him.
Eddie felt like his whole body was on fire, you were relentless, and Venom had no problem doing the same. The hands, the dicks, the bites, the tongues, he was feeling so much stimulation. You and Venom kept him in the middle; even when you switched places, he was sandwiched between the two of you without the dicks moving out. Venom, the bastard, enjoyed making his expand in any way and made it mimic yours; not only did you have two penises, you had two penises with enough ridges that every movement sent a bolt of pleasure up his spine. His face rested on your chest; tongue lolled out, he’d already come twice and was thoroughly having his brains fucked out.
You and Venom increased your speed further, suddenly stopping as you reached your climax; Eddie felt the symbiote fall atop him before helping you move your positions so you could lay to your side. Venom snuggled into Eddie as you nuzzled him, giving him tiny licks and apologizing for the rough behavior.
“It’s ok; I, uh, actually enjoy it.”
You chuckled, “Well, in an hour or two, I’ll be happy to do that again.”
You know Eddie got railed again. I don't make the rules, Eddie just really likes beefy men. And we stan that. Don't forget to drop by the ask box.
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