[VENOM] - receiver is stung by a radioactive wasp and becomes obsessed with sender ;)
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 - usft scenarios
While Lucio had always had a bit of a soft spot for their little bookkeeper, it was unlike him to be so aggressive with his advances.
Cornered in the abandoned library he'd escorted him to, Lucio's hands held Dwight's wrists against the ruined and destroyed shelving. A black festering blister spreading from his shoulder to peeking up above his collar. Trailing up his neck in spindly tendrils towards his ear, into his temple, and infecting his eye.
Blood shot red, the larger man breathes harshly, obsession set deep into his bones. He doesn't know why, but he needs this. Needs it so badly. Needs it like air.
It's the only way to get the burning of his flesh to stop! That's- that's all he can think of!
"There you are- I've found you. I've caught you. Were you trying to hide from me, darling?"
He grins widely, too widely. Sharpened rows of teeth glint in the low light of sun coming through the ruined windows. It hurts- it hurts so bad. His eyes feel like they're melting, his bones feel like they're splintering.
Spread. It's gotta spread. And who better to take his seed than the sweet thing before him? Lucio knows, knows his little secret.
He can smell it. Leaking and warm. Just for him.
Nose buries itself in Dwight's soft curls, huffing the scent greedily before tongue dragging over the other's cheek.
"Fuck- that's good. You taste so good-"
He's starting to drool, spittle dripping from his tongue. That crazed look on his face unwavering.
"God it hurts-" He sobs desperately, "I need it- I need your help Dwight- lemme see it- just a little-"
The tears that prick the corners of his eyes are turning greyish, sludge beginning to take over his blood stream. Shaky fingers fumble with Dwight's pants button and fly, swatting away any protests.
"I bet it's so fucking pretty and wet- perfect to breed."
