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mostlymarvelsstuff · 1 month ago

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Summary: A symbiote bonds with Y/n against her will on a mission, and while the symbiote is getting the other heroes out of its way it decides to take something it knows its host wants.

Authors note: italics are Y/ns internal thoughts. Bold italics are the symbiotes internal thoughts.

Warnings: non con-ish (neither really want it while R is in that state, but both eventually do give into their desires), bottom/subby Nat, smut (fingering, tendril penetration)

Word count: 4756

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As you, Tony, Nat and Steve make your way further into the laboratory some movement on a nearby table catches the geniuses attention. He heads over and the faceplate of his helmet comes up to allow him to see what he spotted with his own eyes. Curiosity gets the better of you and you head over to see as well.

“Whatcha find?”

“Don’t know kid, but whatever it is, its reactive”

You look at the small dish of blue liquid-like substance and as he points to it, to your amazement, the liquid moves. It almost jumps back as if trying to keep its distance from him, as if it had a mind of its own, which was ridiculous.

“Woah, that's weird”

“Very” he replies, but before he can have JARVIS run a scan, Steve interrupts

“What's weird?”

You point at it just as the billionaire had, “This thing Tony found”

“Watch it!”

You turn back to Tony, confused by what he meant, but you quickly find out when you feel something latch on to your hand. Startled, you looked down to see whatever this goo was now holding onto you, and quickly spreading.

“Oh shit!” Tony exclaims as he watches you try to shake it off only for it to move further up your forearm.

“What the hell?!”

Your shout gains the attention of the Russian, who rushes over to see what the fuss is about. She's not sure what she expected, but seeing some strange goop slowly engulfing one of your arms wasn’t even on the list of possibilities

“Y/n!” she immediately moves to help you but Steve quickly grabs her, “Rogers, let me go!”

Steve, sensing this thing is far more dangerous than first glance might lead one to believe, shakes his head, “I can’t do that”

Her secret feelings for you outweigh her rational mind currently however, and starts to struggle in his grasp. She helplessly watches as you, in sheer desperation, grab at it with your freehand. To her horror and yours, this backfires, and now the thing latches onto that hand as well.

“Oh fuck!”

“Tony, do something!” she shouts, practically clawing at Steve's arms as he wraps them around her torso in a bear hug to prevent her from pulling any sort of maneuver to make him let go

Tonys panicked face looks at her before he makes the faceplate cover himself once more, “What can I do Nat?! I don’t want to be grabbed by it too!”

You hold your arms out in front of you with a look of pure terror and stumble backwards as the thing reaches your shoulders. Your hip bumps into a nearby desk which causes you to falter, and as you stumble Natasha notices how the blue substance begins to practically seep into your tactical suit. Your underarms and chest start to quickly take on that same bright color and odd texture just as small tendrils of it creep up your neck. She can feel her heart in her throat as it seems to be taking you over, and just then your eyes finally meet hers

“Tasha..” you whimper, feeling it begin to encase the back of your head

That snaps her out of her panic induced docile state, and with little regard for what he might think or feel she hits Steve's forearm with a widow's bite. He lets out a shocked sound as he seizes and she uses that to her advantage. An elbow to the sternum has him falling away from her, and she uses her other arm to clear his hands of her as he stumbles backwards and falls to the ground

“Natasha, what the hell!?” Tony shouts, clearly shocked by her actions, but he opts to stay where he is between you and her instead of going to help the soldier

“She needs help”

“She needs a hazmat team, or to be seen at area 51!” he replies, only partially joking, “We don’t know what this is Nat!”

“Or what it's doing to her!” she stresses, eyebrows knitting in further turmoil as she watches you fall to your knees behind him, “Tony, please!”

He glances back at you just in time to see your head droop down, you gaze going to the floor as the goo covers your head entirely, and that's when everything goes black for you. You can still hear, and somewhat see, but it's more like it's an out of body experience than it is your own. You don’t even have control over your own body anymore, everything you tell it to do, every way you try to fight back, goes ignored

“Shit” he mutters, but this time as Nat moves past him he does nothing to stop her

She approaches you cautiously, noting that there's not an inch of you not covered by this mysterious substance. And though she saw how ruthlessly it took over you she can’t help but reach out. When it doesn’t react the same way as it had with you she lets her hand touch your shoulder. The goo feels nearly solid now and cool to the touch, and though it does nothing to her, it unnerves her. It almost feels like it hums beneath her palm, reacting to her in a way she can’t currently understand

“Y/n?” Your head snaps up and looks at her, and she feels her stomach drop as wide golden eyes meet her gaze

“We…Are Ravage” a deep gravelly voice replies, startling her enough that she quickly scurries away from you

The creature that controls you takes this opportunity to rise to your feet then, and to everyone's shock you're now at least 3 feet taller than you were before. Your broader now too and your arms and legs have more muscle

“Jesus…” Steve breathes out, finally having freed himself from Nats bite

You take a step forward and Tony does the same, “Woah there, uh, big guy. We need our friend back”

You tilt your head slightly before answering, “No”

“We weren’t asking” Steve says, moving his shield in front of him as he walks towards you, “Don’t make us do this the hard way”

A dark chuckle leaves you, and it's so unlike you that it has a chill running down the Redheads spine. She feels every muscle in her tense as Steve steps up to you, and she knows this isn’t about to go well

“Just let her go. No one has to get hurt”

“Thats no fun” you respond

Steve raises his shield as if he's about to charge you with it but before he can you raise your arm. A long tendril of goo springs out of you and slams into him so fast that even his enhanced abilities couldn’t help him avoid it. He goes flying to the back of the room, crashing into desks and computers as he goes.

Tony immediately takes flight, hovering just a few feet off the ground as he aims his repulsors at you, “Hard way it is”

“Tony, wait!” Nat pleads. She knows you're still in there, and she doesn’t want you hurt, especially when she has no idea what this thing may have already done to you

But Tony doesn’t listen, instead he blasts at you a few times. Each one hit you and you stumble back slightly, but aside from some small dent in the substance covering you that then easily fix themselves, theses no damage done

“Ah, shit”

You quickly move your arm towards him, sending a whip like tendril his way. It slams into his midsection and has him colliding with a wall. He fires a few more blasts at you but they do just as much good as his first ones had. You turn to him, and he watches in awe as your left fist morphs into some kind of blade. But before you can use it, Caps shield collides with you and sends you backwards

“Steve!” Nat stresses, still worried about the you inside, but he ignores her and catches his shield

Before you can stand he rushes you and the metal collides with you once more. A deep and foreboding growl leaves you as your hands grab the edge of the annoying round disk, and you push back with a strength Steve wasn’t expecting. True, you were a supersoldier just like he was, but you had come along decades later and the formula used was nowhere near as potent.

Put kindly, you were strong and a force to be reckoned with, but you still paled compared to Steve. When the two of you sparred, you could keep up, but his hits were always harder and he could always lift more than you at the bench press. But now, you were starting to push so hard that he could feel the treads of his boots starting to slip. Whatever this thing was, it enhanced you in more ways than just tendrils and goop weapons.

“Tony! What the hell is this thing?!”

“I don’t know yet! JARVIS is still running scans!” he replies, moving out of the way of one of your tendrils

Natasha watches on, torn on what to do or how to help. Whatever this thing is, she wants it off of you, now. But even if fighting you is the only way to help, she doesn't want to hurt you and so she hesitates to get involved. Her hands have only ever brought harm to others, but when she fell for you she vowed that her hands would only ever be kind to you. She’d only ever touch you in tender ways, with love and care, and so now she's very conflicted. But when a tendril wraps around Tony's leg while another hits Steve hard enough to send him and his shield sprawling she knows she has to get involved.

She takes a step forward and lets loose a widow's bite. It lodges itself in your shoulder and she expects you to act like Steve had earlier. Instead the goo near your shoulder twitches only slightly and your gaze snaps to her. A large tooth filled grin spreads across its face and it slams Tony into the ground before sending a tendril her way.

This causes your consciousness to finally stir from within, “No!”

But she had easily dodged the tendril and sent another widow's bite your way. The creature ignores you and her bite and as it steps closer to her its hand shifts into a blade once more. It lets out a growl as it rushes at her and you struggle to regain control as she does her best to parry and dodge

“Don’t hurt her!”

The creature only hisses in response, but to your surprise it does take a step back as if contemplating how to disengage. It doesn’t get the chance however, as Steve and his shield slam into you once more. The hit breaks its concentration and Tony is able to free himself from your tendrils grasp. He sits up in time to watch Steve block a hit from your bladed appendage

“Got any ideas?” he asks, feeling like he's in a losing battle, and so were you

“Yeah” Steve grunts, “Keep hitting it”

“Right, because I hadn’t thought of that”

Just as he says that the creature overpowers Steve and rips the shield from his grasp. There's a collective moment of shock and silence before the creature slams Steve with his own shield. At first the heroes aren't too worried, he's taken hits before, but then you're slamming it into him again and he's stumbling backwards, blood dripping from his nose

“Steve!” Both Tony and Nat shout as they move in to attempt to help. The creature sends a spiked tendril out in both directions to keep them busy as it slams Steve again

“Not as strong as you think” it seethes, fueled of the slight jealousy it can feel in your subconscious

You had to admit, watching this thing use your body to one up Steve when you know how cocky and confident he can be, did feel good. And while that should, and would normally have you feeling guilty, you find there's no such emotion now. You only feel

With another hit Steve falls to his knees and afraid for his friend's life Tony makes a beeline away from your diversion and straight for you. This creature is smarter and faster than it would seem however and before he can reach you it flings Caps shield at him. It hits him square in the helmet sending the shield bouncing off to embed into the wall as he sways of course and hits the ground hard.

“Tony!?” Nat shouts as she runs over to check on him. She turns him on his back but gets no movement from the suit of armor, “Hey, come on Stark”

While she does her best to pry his faceplate off one of your large hands grabs Steve's shoulder and lifts him up to be eye level with you, “Who's the better model now?”

His eyes widen as he realizes at least part of you is still in there and conscious, but before he can say or do anything your fist is meeting his face. One solid punch after a shield beating is all it takes to knock him out cold, and you release him to fall to the ground with a thump

Nats attention snaps away from the billionaire and over to the soldier, “Steve?!”

A growl rumbles in your chest as you turn your attention solely to her, and for the first time in a long time, Natasha feels afraid. She has no idea if you’ve just killed her two friends, and she has no idea if the Y/n she knows and loves is even alive anymore within the creature that's done it. And now she's alone here with it. But she has no intention of allowing this creature to see her fear. So she stands and steps away from where Tony lays and readies herself.

But you can read her, you always could, and you can see she's afraid, “Just leave her alone. She isn’t a threat.”

The creature ignores you again however and rushes at her, dodging the kick she throws your way and the widow's bite before grabbing the hand that throws a punch. She stumbles slightly but tries one last time to hit you with her free hand. You catch it as well however and let out a dark chuckle

“No! Let her go!” you demand, doing your best to fight it

“Relax” it whispers to you, “We will not harm her. She is yours”

“What?” you ask, clearly confused and when you look back you find Natasha is now pinned to the wall, both of her hands held above her head in one of your massive ones

“I am attuned to you as I am now part of you. I see what you feel, and I see your inability to act on it. It's sad, pathetic even”

“Hey!”

“But I am here now. You have me. And together we can take what you want, and you want her.”

“What? No. I…I don’t…” you stammer trying to deny how badly you want the redhead. If you ever were to have her you didn’t want some weird sludge to be the driving force behind it

“You want to ruin her for anyone else so she can be yours, always.”

You want to deny these thoughts, but you can’t. It seems that in your connection the creature now has access to things you’d rather no one have access to. Thoughts, feelings, desires….it knows them all. And it's willing to help you. But doing it this way, this was wrong. Natasha deserved to be treated right, not fucked in some lab up against the wall against her will by some weird creature using your body

As you mull it over she squirms in your grasp and looks deep into the soulless eyes, “Please, I didn’t want to hurt you. I…I just want Y/n back”

“She is here” it answers, “And she is unharmed”

She watches as half its face peels away to reveal yours. She can see you aren’t fully with it as your eye is glazed over and you have no reaction to seeing her, but she is elated to see your face once more and to see that you appear to have no injuries, externally at least.

“She's okay?”

“She is. She merely slumbers while I have control”

Nat swallows the lump in her throat as your face is hidden away from her once more, “When will she have control again?”

“When we are done with you” it answers, making a chill run through her, and she's not too sure she wants to know what exactly that means

“What? No. I didn’t agree to this. I don’t want this”

“But you do”

“No. Not like this” you stress, “I want her to want it too. To enjoy it as much as I do”

“She wants it. I can feel it.” it replies, “And she will learn to enjoy it, as will you”

“No! Wait!” but the creature is done listening

Instead it leans down and gets closer to Nat's face, “My host cares for you. Deeply.”

She stares at the creature a bit lost on what this has to do with anything, but elated to find out her feelings are returned, “She does?”

“Yes. I can feel it. I can see everything she wants to do with you, everything she wants to do to you” it explains, “We are going to make you feel so good”

Oh. Oh no. As much as she wanted you, this isn’t how she wanted things to happen. She wanted you, not some life form that's using you as a puppet. And she wanted it only after having a discussion with you about her feelings. She also wanted it in a bed, not up against a wall in an old AIM lab where two of her teammates and friends lay either unconscious or dead

It wraps a tendril sound each of her ankles and pulls her legs apart. She lets out a gasp, “Wait, please”

“Relax. Y/n is here” it coos, “We will not hurt you. She wants this. She wants to take care of you.”

She liked that idea, as long as it truly was what you wanted. But that's the thing, she couldn’t be sure. For all she knew this thing had drained you of your life and was just toying with her now. She had no proof you were even alive let alone reciprocating her feelings

“She wants to make you hers, completely” it tells her, bringing its free hand to brush hair from her face, “She wants to love you, and to ruin you”

An involuntary whimper leaves Natasha, and she does her best to look away from the creature. But it uses its hand to gently grab her chin and lift her gaze back up

“You want that too, don’t you?”

“I…I...” Nat stammers, trying to think straight, “Not like this”

“No?” it questions, watching in amusement as she shakes her head and takes a deep breath to calm herself, “I’m not so sure”

It lowers its head to the nape of her neck and starts to place gentle kisses against her flushed skin. She wiggles a bit in its hold but despite herself she moves her head away to give it more access. It takes advantage of this and begins to give more kisses, messier ones, and it brings its free hand to possessively grab her hip. She does her best to stifle another whimper and she prays the creature doesn’t notice how her heartbeat quickens. It proves it does however when it immediately lets its tongue run over her pulsepoint

“See?” it whispers to her, “You like this, and you want more”

She's not sure if it's the creature or you that's able to read her right now, but she really hopes it's you. Afterall, you've always been able to see past her walls and decipher her true emotions. So why would now be any different

“I…I want Y/n”

“I want you too, Tasha” your voice finally replies, causing a relieved smile to break out across her face.

She was worried she’d never hear your voice again let alone hear you admit that. And if it was anyone other than you in there, there's no way she’d allow herself to be in this position. She would have fought back by now, freed herself and killed whatever asshole had tried doing it. But it is you, and now that she knows that for certain, she finds herself willing to give in despite the circumstances

“You're in there, right? And you have some control?” she asks. If this was going to happen here and now, which apparently it was, she at least needed to know you were present

“I am, and I do now” you reply as the creature still kisses her neck

She lets out a low hum of approval, “Okay”

The creature takes this as its queue and it swiftly replaces the hand holding hers with a tendril and pulls its head from her neck in order to get a better view. Its now free hand grabs her suit's zipper and slowly begins to pull it down, showing off her bra clad chest and abs. Its tongue lulls out at the sight, and you're both overcome by the urge to see more of her. Your hand easily tears her bra from her body, showing off her now hardening nipples to you, and to Nats embarrassment she can feel arousal pooling in her belly at the show of strength.

“So beautiful” you whisper as the creatures hands begin to palm her tits, “And all ours”

A moan slips past her lips at the possessive growl and her cheeks heat up as she replies, “Yes, all yours”

You surge forward, capturing her lips in a searing kiss that takes her breath away, and she eagerly opens her mouth to the creature's probing tongue. Your one hand moves to grope her ass while the other slowly moves down to the waistband of her underwear. She moans into its mouth and momentarily forgets her hands are bound as she reaches out for you.

You let out a throaty chuckle as you break the kiss, “Poor thing, so needy”

“Detka(baby), please” she whines, the feeling of your fingers so close to where she wants you is almost too much for her, “I need you”

“Aww don’t worry” you coo, “We’ll take good care of you”

Just then your hand slides past her waistband and into her underwear, and she moans as your long digits tease her folds. A pleased sound rumbles in your chest as you feel just how wet she is, and she squirms in anticipation as your thumb begins to rub her clit

“Please” she begs, doing her best to thrust her hips forward. An almost sinister smile spreads across your face then, and without warning you slip a finger inside her and begin to thrust, “Oh god!”

“Such pretty sounds” you whisper, letting your other hand move back up from her ass and to her tits once more. You squeeze her plump mounds and watch the way her face contorts in pleasure at your movements, “Doing so good for us”

She moans again and her walls clench down on your finger just as you find the perfect spot inside her, “Fuck! Right there! Please!”

“What are you begging for, pretty girl?” you tease, increasing the speed of your thrusts

“You…I…oh god, please” she stutters, feeling the coil in her belly beginning to tighten, “Please, I’m so close”

“Already?” you tease again

“Yes!” She nods, blushing even harder than before, “You feel so good, please!”

“Go ahead Tasha, cum for us”

She does as she's told and cums hard, shuddering in your hold as you continue to fuck her through her orgasm. This proves to be a tough task however, due to the way her pussy tightly spasms around you. After a few more thrusts her whimpers tell you that she's become sensitive so you gently pull yourself from her. You make a show of bringing your finger to your mouth and cleaning it off with your large tongue

You moan at her taste, “You taste so good”

“Fuck” she groans, obviously haveing been affected by it

You grip her hips possessively as you lean in for another kiss, and Natasha can feel herself getting worked up once more as your large tongue invades her mouth. The kiss quickly becomes a heated makeout session as you grope and paw at her ass, and she's honestly starting to get lightheaded. That's when she feels something that isn’t a hand enter her underwear and her eyes snap open

“We aren't done with you yet”

“Oh fuck” she whimpers, both turned on and worried by the girth of the tendril that prods at her entrance

“Don’t worry, you can take it” you tell her, as if reading her mind, “And you’ll love how it feels”

“Oh! Y/n!” she moans as the tendril spreads her open and slides in, reaching even deeper inside her than her finger had, “Feels good! So good!”

“Knew you’d like it” you reply, letting your tongue travel up between the valley of her breasts as the tendril starts to thrust even faster, “My host likes it too. My connection to her lets her feel everything as if it was her inside you”

Upon hearing that Nat moans loudly, and her pussy clenches down around the tendril hard, making you moan as well, “Fuck Tasha”

“Don’t stop detka(baby), please don’t stop”

“Not gonna” you reply, grunting at the feeling of her throbbing around you. You can feel your own climax quickly building, “I want you to cum with me”

“Yes! Fuck!” she pants,

“Cum, now” the creature's voice commands, and just like that both you and Natasha fall head first into your orgasms.

Her eyes roll back and her mouth hangs open as pleasure like she's never felt before washes over her, and you both let out a series of moans as the tendril continues to slowly move inside her. In that moment all she can focus on is how incredible this was, and how she loved getting to share this moment with you. Even if she was sharing the moment with whatever this thing was

Speaking of, it leans down to kiss her once more and she of course returns its affection, squirming slightly as the tendril pulls out of her. As the kiss continues she feels the ones around her legs and hands lower her down and release her so she eagerly wraps her arms around you. And that's when she realizes it's your form again, not the creatures and it's your lips against hers now.

She sighs and practically throws herself at you, “You're back”

“Technically, I was never gone” you joke, trying to make light of everything, “Just like he's not gone now, just resting”

“You're okay though, right?”

You nod, “Yeah Tasha, I’m fine. Are you?”

You pull back from her slightly to look over her disheveled appearance only to blush when you realize her suit is still unzipped. You quickly move to help cover her back up and she lets out a chuckle

“I’m fine, better than fine actually” she admits, blushing again

“Told you she wanted it”

You ignore him and share a smile with the woman infront of you before a groan pulls you both from your little bubble, “Oh my god, the guys!”

You pull apart to see Tony sitting up and opening up his faceplate to rub his forehead, while Steve shifts around, “Ugh, what happened?”

“Y/n hit us like a truck” Tony replies before remembering your state, he looks over to Nat and is surprised to see your back to normal, “Wait, what?”

“Long story” you tell him with a sheepish smile, “Lets just say, Natasha tamed the beast”

“I am not a beast!”

“Oh hush”

The Russian cheeks heat up again and she elbows you, “Yeah, you're welcome. Now can we get her home and run tests?”

“Uh yeah…yeah. Just give me a minute…or twelve” he responds, walking over to Steve who has yet to sit up still before slumping down to the ground beside him

“Babies”

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dragon-chica · 2 years ago

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Couples' Spat - Eddie Brock/Venom x Reader

Fandom: Marvel

Getting into a fight with Eddie, not matter how petty, and Venom 100% being on your side.

It doesn't matter how wrong you are, he will defend you and give Eddie shit about it for weeks, even if you've long forgiven him and forgotten about it.

Eddie will be almost asleep and Venom will pop back up about it.

The "will change wikipedia so you're correct" boyfriend symbiote if he knew what wikipedia was.

Mid-argument will pop out and slap Eddie for raising his voice at you, and you can't help but me a little smug about that. Venom chooses you.

Eddie's hands wrap around the black slime of Venom's "neck" to his mostly floating head as black tendril's slip around Eddie's, half strangling each other like idiots in your kitchen.

"ExCUSE YOU WHOSE SIDE ARE YOU ON?"

"Y/N'S OF COURSE."

"Can't stand up for me ever? The body keeping you alive? That you're infecting?"

"IRRELEVANT, Y/N IS ALWAYS RIGHT, AND YOU, EDDIE, ARE ALWAYS WRONG."

You're surprised he still manages to look offended with how many times this has played out the exact same way, from where to get dinner to what to watch.

Once they're finally done, their argument lasting much longer than yours, Eddie hands you your favorite mug, freshly topped off and made to your liking.

"Thanks babe." You accept it and side eye the damage they did to your kitchen. Again.

"HMPH. Y/N WON."

"Oh shut up." Eddie groans and you raise an eyebrow at him, really going there?

"Not you! No not you I mean Venom, still wont shut up. Reminding me you won. I did not tell you to shut up, wouldn't do that." Eddie fumbles over his words and you know he's telling the truth, you know better, but it's fun to watch him squirm.

Venom peaks his head out over the back of Eddie's shoulder slowly without him noticing, white wet eyes blinking at you as his teeth settle over Eddie's shirt.

You smile behind you mug as Eddie begins hushed yelling at something else Venom must've said in his head.

"Mhm."

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nasty-quillz · 3 months ago

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Things We Shouldn't Do

Summary: "we Shouldn't be doing this" sex prompt

tags: non-con, monsterfucking, somnophilia

Eddie stares down to where you’re spread beneath them. Naked and wet, as Venom tentacles tease your clit and shallowly fucks your pussy.

His own thick length hangs between their legs, a black tendril stroking him, pulling his foreskin back to reveal his leaking tip.

Venom had long since gotten them off on your face, dark pretty skin covered in their nut. They’d taken time to focus it on your plump lips and admired the sticky strands that fell on your tongue when you moaned or whined in your sleep.

“She’s ready, Eddie.”

Black cords drag you to them, lining his dick up with your brown gooey lips. Venom smacks Eddie’s tip against your fat lips and Eddie moans as his foreskin is pulled back and he’s urged to push into your sweet forbidden heat.

When he’s sheathed in you he shudders and Venom growls.

Those same tendrils wrap around your thighs and waist and fuck you on his dick.

Eddies lets out a ragged moan and takes in your body. Your face is no longer slack but drawn in pleasure as you mew and moan in your sleep. Your dark skin glistens with perspiration of the hot summer night and the light shining through the window of your bedroom. Your hair is wrapped in a velcro band and a silk scarf is tied over it, preserving your cute short cut that Eddie and Venom absolutely adore.

“Fuck V, she’s so gorgeous.” Venom responds by pulling you onto their dick slowly, like their own personal fleshlight..

When your wide hips meet theirs in a gooey “smack” and your pussy contracts in your unconscious state Eddie is ready to cry. You respond so well to them. Like you were made just for them. Venom is Eddie's Other. His missing piece, but you are their soulmate. Made to take and accept them in all ways. They knew it since you moved in across from them.

Eddie tried to tell Venom they had to take it slow. That they couldn’t scare you away. And it’d been working.

But Venom convinced Eddie that they should check on you after you went to bed. “Just a kiss goodnight,” V had said.

That all went out the window when they climbed through your open window to find you naked. That had been their breaking point.

Now you were wrapped around them moan ans whining on their dick like you couldn’t get enough.

“Venom, we shouldn’t be doing this.” As he says it, he thrusts forward as you’re pulled onto them and his brain is all but scrambled when Venom forms beside him and licks along their neck.

“But she feels so good, Eddie. Feel how she tries to keep us inside.”

Venom continues to fuck you up and down their length and Eddie’s mind is clouded by sticky heated pleasure. He’s left to make gasping desperate noise as Venom helps him fuck you and watches more tendrils stretch and grasp across your body to wind around full breasts that subtly bounce with each drag across their dick.

“I told you, Y/n would be the best pussy we’d ever have.” He forces Eddie’s hands on your hips and the man takes over fucking you.

He shudders as he looks to where fat pussy lips wrap around them and whines when your cream can be seen, white and sticky as you’re dragged up and down. It encourages them to fuck you faster, stroking your pussy out to the point that the sound of your coupling fills the small bedroom.

The symbiote moves down the length of their bodies and wraps his tong around their dick to lick your juices up, when Eddie’s hips rear back. “She’s so sweet. I can’t wait to eat her pussy, Eddie.” He moves higher between you and Eddie watches his Other latch onto your clit.

That seems to be your final straw and you moan loud as your body shudders through its orgasm.

Eddie swear as your walls twitch and contract. He rabbit fucks into you, rhythm lost and frantic as he grinds into your cunt, Venom’s voice in their head.

“That’s a good boy, Eddie. Fill our girl. Nut deep in that fat pretty pussy.”

Eddie whimpers as he cums, thick and white and potent. He cums so much after Venom came into his life.

He pries his eyes open enough to look at you and sees you rapidly gaining consciousness.

You look dazedly at him and realization dawns across your face.

“E—Eddie?!”

Your stricken expression quickly contorts into bliss as Venom works your clit to overstimulation.

“W—What—St-ahp—!”

Eddies fucks you through your orgasm and sees Venom has disappeared from your swollen bud.

His hand strokes over the planes of your sides as he seats himself in you until you stop shuddering around him.

When you finally stop shaking and are nothing but a panting mess below your friend, you drag your gaze to the man between your legs.

He’s panting as hard as you are and looking at you utterly besotted. It is unnerving.

When you regain your strength you start struggling to get away from him, but thick black tendrils coil tighter around you and hold you in place. Panic grips you and when you look back at Eddie it worsens.

Eddie’s body is being overshadowed by a big black hulking monster. Its eyes were solid white. And razor sharp teeth filled its mouth in a bare grin, with a long tongue lolling out as it stared down at you. Inside you feel Eddie’s already thick length grow bigger. The stretch of your pussy around this monster’s dick, punches the air from your lungs.

The creature grins down at you and cages you in with thick black arms. Its tongue licks acoss your titties, up your neck, to your face and you stare up at it in shock. Without preamble it traps your arms above your head with the same tentacle like black rope and hoist your knees up to your chest, restraints connecting to those on your wrists.

You gasped as the creatures began fucking you slow and sweet, never taking it’s gaze from you.

“We are Venom and you are ours.”

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CARNAGE #13

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angel-of-the-moons · 11 months ago

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Chocolates vs Aliens Pt. 2

Symbrock x Pregnant!Reader

TW/CW: NSFW, SMUT, PiV sex, unprotected sex, fluff, pregnancy, childbirth, anxiety, mentioned somnophilia (consented), lactation kink(?), oral sex (f! receiving)

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Taglist: @yoink-a-doink @jayfall93 @being-worthy @theflamingraven

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Every day passed meant it was another day your baby girl grew, another kick, another day closer to being able to hold her in your arms and see her tiny face.

Of course, Eddie and Venom were excited, too. You guys moved fast, but everything came in stride, as if you were together for years. Despite the strange circumstances surrounding the three of you, you were content. Eddie and Venom treated the baby as if they fathered it, and you couldn't be happier. Even if you and Venom were in a constant battle for dominance when it came to chocolate. (Spoiler: you almost always won.)

You especially loved it when Venom cradled your belly. He did it at every available opportunity he could snag. Eddie meanwhile took care of a few more mundane things, splitting with Venom the duties of helping your changing body as your due date closed in on you.

Eddie would massage your feet and swollen ankles, while Venom's inky body would surround your midsection, taking the weight of the baby up off your hips, easing the strain on your back...

But your favorite day so far has to be today.

Because right now, you were currently watching Eddie and Venom snap at each other as they struggled to assemble the crib you ordered online.

No written directions were included, merely pictures of most of the crib already assembled; and the two already had to take it apart three times to start over.

"No, that part goes to that part and that one goes there!" Eddie snapped as the symbiote held a screwdriver and a piece of the railing in a long inky tendril.

Venom growled deeply, "WE ARE NEVER BUYING ANYTHING FROM IKEA EVER AGAIN!"

"No the fuck we are not." Eddie huffed. "We're better off buying furniture at a goddamn yard sale!"

You giggled from where you rocked on your reclining chair, your belly heavy and rounded out; effectively making you look like you swallowed a melon whole.

Eddie and Venom snap their heads to pout at you.

"What're you laughing at?" Eddie asked.

"Yeah, we'd like to see you try to put something like this together!" Venom snorted.

"Nah, I already have my hands full putting together something waaaay more intricate." You snort back, looking through the cozy baby clothes you'd bought yesterday.

New Years was approaching, and you knew full well you would be due around then, and your poor tiny baby would be absolutely freezing! So you took the preemptive and bought little newborn winter clothes for your girl, including a cute little fluffy teddy onesie with a hood that had cute little ears on it.

"Oh, yeah?" Venom asked, narrowing his eyes skeptically.

"Yep." You pat your tummy, and the skin shifts as a tiny foot kicks from within.

"...Okay yeah fair point." Eddie chuckled, shaking his head.

"Yeahhh, mommy wins again!" You grin, patting your belly once more, earning yet another eager kick as you imagine it to be a high-five.

"What, are you keeping score now?" Eddie sighs, pointing the screwdriver at you.

"Damn right I am." You grin. "Mommy points for the win!"

"And how many points do we have?" Venom inquired, tilting his head.

"Not enough to beat meeeee~"

Both of them snorted and shook their heads, before turning back to the task of assembling the frustrating crib that would soon, very soon, cradle your newborn daughter.

If Eddie or Venom ever put her down, that is.

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Christmas came and went in what felt like the blink of an eye. Your little celebration was small, and you even invited Mrs Chen over to join in on your festivities.

Which mostly consisted of pizza, a sandwich board, and chicken wings, plus a few homemade goodies that Ms Chen brought with her. Not the best meal idea, but it was a party, and damn those wings were good.

You and Venom even gifted Sonny and Cher a nice little seed treat you baked for them as a Christmas present for being "such good birdies".

Baking for chickens, now that was a first. But hearing their happy little clucks as Venom petted them and talked baby to them was absolutely adorable and worth the trouble. As were the large eggs afterwards!

Your mood swings had petered out about two or three months ago (you weren't sure, but Eddie insisted when you didn't break into tears watching a documentary about penguins) and unfortunately, well...

There are other symptoms of a pregnancy that you really thought you could stave off. You tried, you really did, but Venom having such heightened senses and being able to pick up on your scent and hormones? Oh, yeah. You were screwed.

Literally. In several different ways. You'd only had sex once or twice in a previous relationship, and with how disappointing that was, you definitely preferred to handle your urges yourself.

Where your ex-partner previously failed, Venom and Eddie were overachievers.

Taking great care with your belly and baby, they did whatever they could to ensure you were comfortable before making you so strung out your brain could barely form a coherent thought. Between Venom's tongue and Eddie's hands, you were a whimpering, trembling mess when the two would take you to bed.

Venom was especially ravenous in his sexual appetite. After learning more about sex and the pleasure it brought since bonding with Eddie... Where his host was a meal, you were a full-course desert that he would lose himself in.

Some nights, when he would climb through your window, he would immediately seek you out, drawn in by the lingering adrenaline from the hunt and the smell of you.

When you weren't moving about your apartment, Venom could find you in bed, sleeping fitfully. That was when he would crawl up under the blankets and find his way between your legs, not letting up until you woke up a panting mess.

Yeah, definitely the best way to be woken up, in your opinion. There were worse ways. Waaaay worse. Especially because your pregnancy-libido certainly wasn't complaining, the rush of endorphins afterwards would help outweigh the growing anxiety as the days passed.

Every day meant you were closer to your due date. Every day meant you were closer to experiencing possibly the worst pain you will ever feel in your life.

And there was the chance something could go wrong, that your baby could get stuck, or the umbilical cord could wrap around her, or she could be in a breech position...

You feel Eddie's hands gently encircle you, lazily draped over your shoulders as you sat in the shower chair, the warm water pattering over you two. It was New Year's Eve, and you two decided a calm, relaxing shower was a nice way to unwind before you poked your head out of your window to watch the fireworks people would inevitably launch to usher in the new year.

"Hey, sweets." He said to you softly, his thumbs brushing your collarbone softly. "We can feel your pulse jumping like crazy. You okay?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah, I just..." You sigh.

"Liar." Eddie chuckled, bringing his large hands to your shoulders to press his thumbs into your weak spots, making you shiver and drag out a soft noise from you.

"C'mon." He urged gently as he massaged you, sending delightful shivers down your back and to your toes and all the way back up again.

"You can tell us, sweets. You thinking about the delivery again?"

You deflate a little, the bliss of his skilled hands drifting away from your grasp as the weight of your baby's birth came back to your mind.

"...Yeah. I'm just... I'm so, so worried, Eddie." You say, feeling your lip begin to wobble.

"I've read so many horrible things online of how it could go wrong, and..."

Venom's head suddenly slinks around you until his strange body is stretched so he could look you in the eyes.

"But there's also good things." He rumbled. "You might have a quick birth, not having to go through it for hours or even days..."

"And hey, you might even be one of those ladies who sneezes and pop! The baby's out!" Eddie added in, making Venom groan.

You can help but chuckle at how absurd it sounded, and you knew Venom was inwardly cringing at such a naive suggestion.

"I doubt I'll be that lucky." You sigh, a smile finally gracing your soft lips.

"Hey! You never know!"

"Idiot." Venom huffed.

"Shithead." Eddie smirked.

You feel your anxieties settle a bit, at least for now.

Your hands trail over your belly, over the thin purple lines crossing your skin, your fingers gently caressing the rising and falling bumps as your baby shifted and rolled around inside your womb.

"...Willow." Venom suddenly said.

You and Eddie blinked and stared at him, brows raised and eyes large, a long silence filling the shower as the water ran over you.

"What?" You ask him.

"For a name. You're gonna be due any day now." He purred, leaning his face closer to your belly.

"Still haven't settled on one."

"Where did you hear that name, Vee?" Eddie asked, shock evident in his tone.

"In some TV show I flicked through when you two were asleep. I like it." He replied simply, pressing his muzzle to your belly, feeling the tiny feet and hands thrash out from within.

"Okay, as far as names go that's... actually a good one." Eddie murmured.

"...Willow." You repeat softly.

It was a beautiful name. And honestly... You liked it. You had yet to pick a name for yourself, indecision being your worst enemy your entire life made the process that much harder.

Picking a name was one of your fears, too. You wanted your daughter to have a wonderful one; one she could carry with pride, and the pressure you placed on yourself to pick the perfect one was what screwed you up on that.

But this name, the one Venom suggested felt... right.

"Yeah." You smile once again. "Yeah. Her name can be Willow."

Venom grinned a shark-like grin and nuzzled his face into your belly like a happy affectionate cat, purring like one, too.

"Well, I'm glad that's a weight off of you." Eddie chuckled, resuming his earlier massage into your shoulders, earning another blissful sigh from you.

Yeah... Things will work out. After all, as long as you had these two with you, you felt like you could handle anything.

You relaxed and leaned into Eddie's touch, a little whimper escaping you as his thumbs knead into a knot in your shoulders.

Venom grinned up at you, and you knew fell the glint in his eyes meant you were in trouble.

And you knew that Eddie had the same smirk.

"No point in hiding it, sweet thing." Venom growled lowly, his tongue laving out to taste the skin on your hip, tracing the stretch marks etched into your skin.

"We know what gets you going." Eddie said quietly, leaning in to whisper in your ear.

You shivered when Venom's tongue slithered lower, past the swell of your midsection and down to your twitching clit.

"It's n-not my fault..." You whined, your voice cut off by a breathy moan as you felt Venom's tongue squirm past your entrance and into your tight, gummy walls.

"Of course not." Eddie hummed, massaging your shoulders as you arched your spine as little as you could; Venom's inky body slinked around you, enveloping you and keeping you from slipping off the shower chair in the process while he proceeded to eat you out with voracious hunger.

Eddie hissed suddenly, his fingers halting in their ministrations to squeeze you softly.

"Eddie, what--" You panted.

But that's when you felt it. The water was getting cold.

"Maybe we should move this to the bed, hm?" Venom cackled.

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"Eddie, fuck..." You whimpered fingers gripping tight into your bedsheets as Eddie rutted his nose against your clit, his lips and tongue dancing through your soaked folds as his hands pawed at your hips, bringing you down closer every time you squirmed away.

As Eddie devoured you, part of Venom's mass was completely surrounding his cock, sucking and stroking in time with his tongue as it pushed and pulled against your weeping cunt.

It was too much, and not enough at the same time. As much as you wanted more, you also wanted to push him away because the sensations were beginning to become too much for you to handle.

Your eyes were rolled back into your head as you felt that blissful feeling begin roll into a roaring crescendo, threatening to overtake you and make your heart patter out of your lungs.

God, you wished your belly wasn't in the way so you could see what he looked like between your legs. One day, soon.

Or, well... At least once you were fully recovered after the birth. Which would probably be a while.

You were so lost in Eddie's mouth working you over that you didn't notice Venom leering at you, saliva dripping around his fangs as his eyes narrowed to barely-there slits, focused intently on your heaving breasts; both long since swollen and sensitive as your milk came in.

You certainly didn't notice the small beads of hazy white liquid beading up and threatening to roll down the soft mounds of flesh as your orgasm approached.

"Oh, fuck--" You gasped, weakly rolling your hips to meet Eddie's eager mouth.

For a split second, you hear Venom snarl softly, before all of a sudden his mouth was on you, latching onto your pebbled nipple, his tongue rolling and squeezing your breast to get out every drop of that sweet liquid he could.

"Fuck." Eddie groaned, pulling back to breathe heavily.

Venom made sure Eddie could taste your milk as he drank from you readily, the flavor coating his tongue and flooding his taste buds to combine with the sweet taste of your nectar that coated his face and chin.

It was an intoxicating combination.

Eddie's eyes rolled a bit as he dove back in, aggressively sucking and nipping at your clit, gently prodding your entrance with his fingers as Venom proceeded to try and drain your breasts of all their milk.

All at once, the combined feelings had your mind blacking out, every muscle tensing as you came; your teeth snagging your bottom lip between them and you made a loud moan, barely able to string their names out of your mouth as they helped you ride out your orgasm.

Eddie pulls his mouth away from you and rises to his knees while Venom pulls himself free (albeit reluctantly) of your breast, licking the stray rivulets of milk that had begun to run down the sides of your tits.

"So sweet, love." He purred, licking his chops. "But we need more."

Venom's head merged back into Eddie's body, his inky mass slinking down his arms until it was comfortably arching your hips and back off the bed while Eddie rutted his sensitive cock against your sensitive cunt, still fluttering and clenching around nothing as the remnants of your orgasm waned.

But every lazy stroke of his hips sent little bolts of lightning arcing through your nerves, stretching out the little aftershocks just a bit farther as he carefully slid his cock into your hungry cunt.

"Fucking tight." Eddie hissed through clenched teeth, his eyes pinching shut.

"Not gonna last long, sweets." He rasped.

Between Venom working his cock over and edging him while he ate you out, and how your silky wet heat enveloped him so wonderfully tight, he could already feel himself getting lost in your body.

"Eddie, please..." You keened, your fingers going to grip at his wrists, your nails digging into his skin with each plunge of his cock into your needy hole.

He was careful with you, trying not to jostle you (and the baby) too much as he fucked you.

You felt the pressure build up low in your belly once more, squeezing down and sending another tight feeling down your spine as you became hyper-aware of every vein in his cock as he glided in and out of your hole.

"Almost, baby, almost..." Eddie breathed, wriggling one of his wrists free so he could brace it in the pillow by your head to give himself a bit of leverage as he rocked his hips into yours.

He could feel his orgasm climbing fast; sweat dripping down his brow as your delicate hands slid over his shoulders. The way you bit your lip and locked eyes with him only drove him further into no man's land.

"Fuck." He moaned weakly, his pace stuttering and dragging out as he felt the first volley of cum shoot out of his sensitive tip.

He had enough control to pull out, rutting his hips over your belly as the rest of his cum shot over your swollen belly and twitching pussy, his cock once more rutting against you as he came hard.

Your teeth grit and your nails dug in as Eddie buried his face in the crook of your neck, panting hard into your damp skin as you feel a sensation you were almost familiar with burst low, a fresh burst of wetness gushing from you are the pressure on your lower spine builds and tingles.

"Oh, fuck." You swallow. "Eddie."

"Yeah?" He asks, pulling back to look down at you with an almost cocky smile on his face.

"I think my water broke."

He and Venom both immediately began to panic.

"WHAT?!"

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The scrambling to get to the hospital moved by you in a blur. One minute Eddie was hastily dressing you in one of your sundresses, slippers, and a pair of panties, the next you were carried like some sort of fairytale princess down to the car park.

Good luck getting an ambulance out to your place tonight...

Eddie and Venom bickered the whole time to your car, your hospital bag prepped and slung over Eddie's shoulder as he guided you down to your car.

They sat you in the passenger seat and helped you buckle in as the first set of contractions ripple through you. As the pain flashed, you couldn't help but be reminded by your earlier concerns.

You read that some women felt pain for days, or hours before their water broke. Why were you only feeling it now? Was that a bad thing? Was something wrong?

Fuck, you knew it would hurt, but... you weren't prepared for the sudden sharp stabbing. You expected it to start as a throb and build from there, not immediately start out like someone was hacking away at your lower half.

When you arrived at the hospital, Eddie had actually slipped and busted his ass on the freshly mopped floor in his haste to fetch you a wheelchair.

You would have laughed, if you hadn't been gripping the safety handle in the car, screaming as another sharp jolt stabbed through you.

A few nurses even chased him out, harping about how he could have a concussion from falling, but quieted when they saw what had him in such a frantic rush.

Your baby girl was coming, whether you were ready or not.

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It had been close to four hours, and you were almost ready to deliver; nearly fully dilated, as your obstetrician cheerfully announced, a smile so cheerful and calm you almost kicked her in the face.

She was less impressed with Eddie, however, as she pulled him out of the delivery room to talk.

"We'll be right back, luv." She assured you sweetly.

"Uh... Is--is everything okay? You were saying they were okay, and--" He blurted out nervously.

"No, no, she's fine." She assured him, pushing her glasses up her nose once more.

"Then what..."

"I couldn't help but notice how hesitant she was to tell me how she went into labor. But I have to know, did she fall? Injure her belly in any way?" She questions.

"No! No, god no." Eddie said, waving his hands and shaking his head. "Nothing like that!"

She crossed her arms and tapped her finger on her bicep, a thick brow quirking upwards on her freckled brow.

"...Were the two of you having sex?"

Fuck.

Shit.

Fuck fuck fuck.

FUCK.

"Uh... I, er..." Eddie put a hand on his hip and scratched the back of his head, casting a look into the room where you were read-faced and sweaty while the nurses wiped your face with a towel while your hands gripped the handles in the birthing chair you were seated in.

He blew a puff of air out of his cheeks.

God, he wanted to crawl into a hole and die. The embarrassment of the situation was too much for him, having this teeny tiny Irish woman stare him down.

"I'm not judging you." She says flatly, not letting him escape her microscopic gaze. "But I have to tell you that there is a reason we tell pregnant patients to avoid penetrative sex, or excessive sex this late into their third trimester. It can make them go into labor."

She clicked her tongue and sighed. "You're lucky that she was so close to her due date that the baby isn't in any real danger. But it was still reckless. Regardless if she consented or not, this sort of thing can be dangerous, you hear me?"

Eddie wilted, feeling very much like a puppy who got caught wee'ing on the carpet, shame and mortification filling every inch of his body. Even Venom felt this way, cringing internally at the truths the doctor spat at them as she gave her lecture.

Her rant was cut short when you made a sharp yelp, jerking and clutching at your belly and one of the nurses came rushing to the doorway.

"Doctor O'Halloran, she's ready. We can already feel the baby's head. Looks like this baby wants out now!" She said, absolutely calm and no concern in her voice. If anything, she sounded excited!

Eddie meanwhile was frantic as O'Halloran clicked her tongue again, checking her watch with an almost bored glance. "Huh. Look't that. Well! Let's get this baby out of her! Adjust the chair so she's a bit more comfortable."

She grinned at Eddie, "Well? C'mon, Papa! You better be in here to see your baby girl!"

He felt his heart surge and flop in his chest when she said that. It was finally settling in.

Papa.

Their baby. Their baby girl.

Eddie had scrambled to behind the chair, leaning forward to wrap his arms around you.

He was glad he had Venom to strengthen his body, because god, could he swear you had suddenly gained incredible super strength as you began to push, crying and screaming as your lungs were squeezed of air, the pain so blinding you had actually fainted for a few seconds, all while not losing your inhumanly tight grip on his hand.

You had shouted more obscenities than Eddie and Venom had ever heard you swear, in between crying and apologizing for saying them and fainting like a messed up cycle.

Doctor O'Halloran assured Eddie this was normal rather calmly as you came to yet again, just to cry and scream again as your body struggled to push the baby free of your birth canal.

The smell of blood immediately had Venom wanting to surge forth, despite knowing there was nothing he could do for you currently except support you from inside of Eddie as you endured the most painful struggle of your life and he bore witness to something he'd never seen with his own eyes.

The bringing of a life into the world.

It hurt the both of them, to see you hurting so badly as you strained to bring Willow out for the world to see. Thankfully, as Venom had hoped earlier in the night, your birth was going quickly.

Not painlessly, of course, oh no. Definitely not painless.

"The moment we get home, I'm bonding with her. I know I can do it." Venom whined within Eddie as you sobbed in pain. "I want to fix her. I don't want her to hurt anymore after this."

Eddie silently agreed, hoping you would consent to melding with the symbiote to heal the damages your body was going through to birth your baby.

They just wished that you didn't have--

All at once, your body went slack and your eyes shut, but before the boys could panic any further, a tiny, ear-piercing wail filled the room.

"A girl! A nice set of lungs on her!" O'Halloran laughed as she scooped up and handed the newborn off to the nurse. She knew that Eddie (and Venom of course) were too preoccupied between staring in awe at the squirming purple body the nurse held to focus on cutting the cord.

All they could think about was her.

She was here. In front of them. Finally.

Those tiny feet that kicked out at them all this time, the little head they could feel shift around in your belly...

The nurses adjusted the chair enough to allow you to lean back, and Eddie covered your face in kisses, waking you up again with a mad grin.

And, heaven fucking bless you; amazing, gorgeous, powerful you, you smiled back. A tired, watery smile as you cried in victory.

Giving birth and being birthed was the closest thing that someone could come to dying and still come out of it. Many were not so lucky, but they were glad you were among the majority that emerged from this bloody struggle with a smile on your face and mirth in your bloodshot eyes.

The nurses wiped your baby down a bit before pulling your gown down to place her squirming, hiccuping body onto your bare chest.

Your hands weakly went to cradle her warm body, kissing the top of her head where a patch of fuzzy hair was.

"Hey, sweetheart." You sniffled, whispering against the wet fuzz.

You could barely get words out as emotions surged out of you all at once, overwhelming your body and mind as you cradled your precious child.

Almost immediately as your voice washed over her, it was as if the angry baby instantly calmed. It was like your soft, happy sobs were a soothing balm to her squirming body.

Neither could tell who moved it first, but Eddie's hand went to cover yours, Willow looking positively teeny beneath his large hand, watching in awe as her tiny, fat little fingers clawed and groped at your chest.

The sounds of loud booms from outside filled your ears, making her jump and wail once more as you coo'd and murmured to your baby.

"Hey, Eddie?" You sniffled, looking up at him.

"Y... Yeah?" Eddie asked, his throat tight as tears began to build at the corners of his eyes.

You tipped your head and kissed his jaw, weak and tired.

"Happy new year."

You were only faintly aware of the nurses cheering; both the healthy baby you birthed and in celebration of the new year ahead of you.

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They kept you at the hospital for another two days after you gave birth. After passing the placenta and remaining viscera of the birth, your body felt like literal tons of strain had been lifted from you.

And of course you, at the same time, felt like you had been tackled unprotected by a professional linebacker.

So, of course as soon as Venom offered to ease your comfort and repair the damage you agreed. It would certainly save on the recovery time. Sure, it would be hard to explain during your next checkup, but you'd cross that bridge when you got to it.

Ms Chen had gone to the hospital, as she was practically the closest thing either of you had to a mother and she wanted to see the baby. She carried an armload of supplies with her, too. Including some kinda balm that frankly stunk of something akin to menthol, but whatever it did, it certainly eased the pain on your poor nethers.

And of course, she gave a shit-eating grin when you named her honorary grandma.

Even Eddie's ex, Anne, came with her fiancee to congratulate him and coo over the adorable little bundle he so proudly cradled in his strong arms.

He certainly had nurses swooning, but you knew their eyes were only for you. Especially after he cried some more when you wanted his name on her birth certificate.

Right now, you watched as Willow suckled on her cute pink pacifier that Anne had slipped down to the gift shop to buy while they were at the hospital.

She was dressed in a soft two-piece to ensure the remnants of the umbilical cord weren't too aggravated, her cute little face pinched as she grunted in her sleep, exhausted from feeding and content as you carefully swaddled her.

Eddie came up behind you as Venom's head emerged from his body, all three of you looking down as your newborn dreamt whatever dreams babies had. Probably about her next feeding time.

"She's so fucking cute." Eddie sighed dreamily.

"I know! And she's so chunky." You giggle. "I had a real meatball of a baby. No wonder I was so big."

"Nah, you're beautiful." Eddie chuckled, kissing the skin of your shoulder that had been exposed by your oversized T-shirt. One of his, for sure, but he didn't mind.

Venom purred in a near-silent content, before turning to look at Eddie with a shark-like grin, sending a thought telepathically for only him to hear.

The thought made Eddie choke and start to laugh as he buried his face in the crook of your neck.

"What? What's so funny, you ginormous dorks?" You snicker.

"Ah. Eh..." Eddie said, grinning widely. "...Vee says he calls dibs on the next one."

"Next one..?" You say, your brows furrowing.

"Yeah... the next one. He wants to be the one to knock you up next time."

"Oh, my god!" You gasped, spinning around to slap at Eddie's shoulder while he and Venom laughed. "You two are horrible! Have mercy on my poor body!"

Venom leaned in, nuzzling the pulse in your neck.

"We didn't hear a no..."

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