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Safety First (Eddie Brock x Reader) Smut

Pairing: Eddie Brock x f!reader x Venom; Established relationship

Warnings: Fluff. Alien sex? Not technically a blowjob and fingering, but that. Threesome. Brief mention of fake car accident statistics.

Wordcount: 2k

[ A/N: Back at it again with the motorcycle sex. This is like my third fic with orgasms + motorcycles and I won't apologize. First Eddie x reader x venom fic though! Thank you to @a-reader-and-a-writer for beta reading <3 ]

You don’t trust motorcycles. But now that you know about Venom, Eddie and his symbiote offer you a ride with safety guaranteed.

“I’m perfectly capable of calling an Uber.”

Eddie scoffed, pushing the helmet into your hands. “Come on. It’s ten blocks, tops.”

“You’re right, I’ll walk.” You handed it back to him curtly and made to turn back down the alley of the restaurant. It would be inclines all the way back up, but you would rather foot it than get on the back of Eddie’s metal death trap. You had always declined in the year you’d been seeing Eddie Brock, but now he suddenly thought you’d change your mind.

He thought you’d change your mind because now you knew. It had been almost a month since you found out about Venom. A month since you’d almost been mugged just outside his apartment, and he had landed from a three story jump right in front of you and a very startled mugger. You’d gasped, stumbling back against the brickwork of the building- at the sheer stature of Venom- your neck craning up as he stalked passed you and grabbed the assailant by the throat. You flinched as it flung him into the nearest tree. The man had scrambled to his feet in terror, fleeing the scene before the creature could attack him again.

Venom had retreated back into Eddie, much to the reporter’s dismay.

“No, no— Don’t let her see—!”

It’s time we told her who we really are, Eddie! Don’t we love her? TRUST her? Look at her, looking at us in reverence!

You stood, slack jawed as you clutched your bag to your stomach. Your shock soon turned to irritation, and you smacked him on the chest with the purse. Eddie yelped.

“Let me see, Eddie?! That you’re what? That— that big monster on the news? This whole time?”

It was a knee jerk reaction. You had apologized to Venom later- up in Eddie’s apartment after a more thorough explanation and a few strawberry margaritas- for calling the symbiote a ‘monster’. Eddie, however, agreed that sometimes Venom was a bit of a nightmare.

In the end, you were glad they had told you. It was an obvious relief to Eddie, not having to hide such a deep secret any longer. And a great delight to Venom, who had apparently loved you just as much as your boyfriend did. They were a package deal, and you realized you had to accept them both, or neither. So you made the effort to include Venom more in your relationship, showing Eddie you were accepting them for who they were.

But you were not— absolutely not— going to accept a ride on the back of his damn bike!

Eddie threw his leg back off the motorcycle, jogging hurriedly after you as he juggled the pair of helmets. “[Y/n],” He called, “Can’t you just trust us on this one?”

You turned on your heel at the mouth of the alley and shoved a finger into his chest. “Do you have any idea what percentage of motorcycle deaths make up—”

“—Make up vehicular-related casualties in California. Yes, [Y/n], I’m familiar with your speech. I’ve done my own research on the subject, y’know.” He grumbled.

You glared at the hint of a smile he was trying to coax out of you now. You crossed your arms and silently dared him to change your set mind.

“But most motorcyclists don’t have Venom, do they?” He finished, and you rolled your eyes at his smug little counterpoint. From over his shoulder, you saw as a small, inky black head peaked over at you with pearlescent eyes.

“We will keep you safe, [Y/n]. We swear.” Came Venom’s deep but hushed voice. Suddenly, you realized this was one of those moments. The ones that set you apart from everyone else who would dismiss or fear Eddie and Venom.

You huffed. Sighing, you snatched the helmet meant for you from Eddie’s grasp and eyed it distastefully.

“...Fine. But you go one mile over the speed limit and I’m jumping off.”

You had to admit, San Francisco at night was a sight to behold on the back of Eddie’s bike.

True to their word, Venom had secured you to Eddie’s back with his sticky form. You felt the warm hold of his tendrils wrap around your middle comfortably, hidden from view beneath your coat. After the short ride back to your apartment, you decided that if you were in, you might as well be all in. Eddie kicked off the curb with a grin and revved the throttle a few times, sending the engine’s vibrations right up your spine as he drove you back onto the main streets. Your date continued as Eddie drove you wherever the streets seemed to take him. You linked your arms around his middle happily.

“Told you.” Eddie rumbled over his shoulder. You give the soft part of his side a playful pinch. But you grinned back all the same.

“Isn’t it freeing, [Y/n]? Better than your stuffy, tiny car.” Venom said. He peaked out from inside your lapel before disappearing back down around your waist.

“Hey, I thought you liked it when I drive.” You said to both of them, concealing a pout. You felt the muscles of Eddie’s abdomen tense and flex as the night air caught his laugh and carried it off quickly. You smiled, squeezing your arms around him tighter in response, your thighs doing the same. Eddie shifted in his seat in front of you, his muscles tensing minutely again.

You heaved a contented sigh and rested your head on his shoulder blade, watching the lights and buildings blur past. You wouldn’t admit it just yet, but this might be one of your top date nights with Eddie Brock, and it was all thanks to Venom.

Speaking of Venom, you blinked when you noticed Venom’s hold on you slowly seemed to spread. You shifted around a little to accommodate it as more of the symbiote reached around your waist, spreading up your chest and down, around your bare thighs. You had worn a skirt to dinner, and Venom had even made sure it didn’t ride up as you straddled the bike tonight.

You swallowed thickly when the warm, viscous creature finally spread down between your inner thighs, dangerously close to your center. The warmth traveled across the last thin layer of fabric covering you, and you found yourself responding almost instantly.

Venom was not a stranger in your’s or Eddie’s bedrooms. When you found out the symbiote was interested in you romantically, you were curious about it’s more carnal interests, too, if any. It was Eddie who had protested at first. You could tell he had feared what introducing Venom in that way might do to your dynamic. Still, you offered an open mind, and in the end, Venom’s presence remained welcome.

This, however, was certainly new.

You gasped, squeezing your thighs together when you felt a pressure, almost like a finger- or a tongue- press against your taut panties. The tendrils that had inched their way up your waist beneath your blouse had reached your bra as well, sinking into the fabric and splaying flush with both your breasts. You whimpered. Now cupping you, Venom moved over your nipples, the action bringing them to stiff, aching peaks in a matter of moments.

“Venom.” You whispered in warning, unsure if either of them could hear you over the motorcycle or the wind. But as you felt the creature slip around your panties and make contact with your folds, you pressed your face to Eddie’s back again, squeezing him hard with a strangled, “Oh.”

In front of you, Eddie stiffened too. Feeling and tasting your skin through Venom, he glanced over his shoulder before turning his attention back to the road.

Hey, Eddie snapped in his own head, We’re tryin’ to convince her ridin’ with us is okay.

We ARE convincing her, Eddie. And she’s enjoying it.

Venom dipped past your folds and found your slick arousal waiting for them. Another tendril pushed in lower, almost lapping at the wetness blooming from your core. You flushed, felt the moan threaten to escape as you concentrated on not rolling your hips into Venom’s touch- into Eddie’s lower back.

“E-Eddie?” You tried, lifting your head up. Under your palms, you felt Eddie’s chest rise and fall at a more labored pace. You couldn’t help but smooth your hands up his pecs, dragging your nails over the hard wall of muscle the way you know he liked. Eddie swallowed.

I’m tryin’ to drive here!

Let ME drive, Eddie.

And without waiting for an answer, Venom’s grasp took over Eddie’s hands, sticking his grip to either handle without needing to squeeze. Eddie conceded, just for a moment, so that he could revel in the way your thighs were clenching either side of his lower half. His eyes fluttered as Venom’s liquid grip moved to sheath Eddie’s length, coaxing the half-hard member to it’s full size. He strained against his jeans now as Venom pumped his cock steadily. Eddie groaned. But he refused to take his eyes off the road.

“Oh- christ,” You shuddered from behind him. Venom guided the three of you up a hill and around a secluded bend, coasting the bike at a slow speed. Under cover of trees and the dark street, no one could see the way you snapped your hips, now freely rutting against Eddie’s back. Venom had slipped into your entrance, slowly pumping in and out of you while a steady rhythm moved over your clit and folds. It felt like Venom was pressing up against every inch of your sex.

It felt silky, wet, and warm, and you gripped two handfuls of Eddie’s shirt as the heat in your lower abdomen started to build. You didn’t even notice that Venom had rolled the bike to a stop, the engine’s purr the only thing drowning out your soft cries, and Eddie’s low, shaky panting as Venom brought the both of you over the edge together.

Finally, Eddie tore off his helmet. The cold night air was a balm on his flushed face, his head spinning as he felt Venom around him and inside you all at once. He turned in his seat, and you immediately reached to take off your helmet as well, letting it clunk soundlessly onto the grass beside the bike. Eddie craned his neck, capturing your lips in his for a sloppy, ravenous kiss. You gripped his jaw as you pressed your chest flush against his back, and the two of you both groaned as Venom completely reached through every layer separating the two of you, melding you together where you both touched. You thrusted against Eddie’s back wantonly, his mouth still swallowing down every one of your whimpers and moans.

You were the first to come, your eyes rolling up and your lashes flitting over Eddie’s cheeks rapidly as Venom kept fucking you through every wave of pleasure.

Your nails dug into Eddie’s chest again, catching hard on his sensitive nipples, and it’s enough to bring him to climax soon after. Venom seemed to thrum as Eddie came; you felt the viscous creature vibrate as Eddie’s hips shoved against the grip on his cock, and you could have sworn it was like Venom was coming too.

When he’s finished, Eddie’s head falls forward onto his chest, and you peppered his exposed neck in kisses as he caught his breath. Your walls twitched as Venom carefully receded from between your legs and off your chest. You were almost sad the way the cold night air replaced the symbiote’s warmth.

Humming, you rested your cheek on Eddie’s shoulder, fingers idly finding his to entangle them together.

Eddie arched a brow at you from over his shoulder, a smirk already playing on his lips. “So? Thoughts?” He teased sheepishly. “Did we, uh, change your mind on the whole bike situation?”

You snorted, grinning at them. Slapping his thigh lightly, you buried your face between his shoulder blades. “You assholes.”

Venom’s small head appeared again beside your cheek, nuzzling your face as you tried to hide your blush.

I’m pretty sure we did, Eddie.

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