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Hungry - Eddie Brock/Venom (18+)

Pairing: Eddie Brock/Venom x Female!Reader

Summary: Eddie doesn't like to wake you on your off days but Venom is craving for something sweet; you.

Warnings: 18+ Blog, Oral (Female Receiving), Cussing, Smut, Monster Fucking, Eddie admiring you, Minors DNI

Word Count: 3,655

Eddie groaned softly as the morning sun rays shined through the smallest sliver of the closed curtain. Blinking a few times before slowly opening his eyes, Eddie hissed at the direct sunlight hitting his face. Shutting his eyes once more he let out a groan in annoyance of how the sun woke him up, rolling over to the other side of the bed and felt a warm figure.

Inhaling deeply, he let out a soft sigh, nuzzling his face into your back as he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling your sleeping figure closer to him. As Eddie was about to doze back to sleep he heard the demonic deep voice in his head.

“Wake up, Eddie. It’s Monday.”

Eddie’s eyes widened when Venom stated it was Monday. Quickly jumping up from his side of the bed he snagged his phone from the charger and stared at the time. 8:08 AM His eyes shifted from the time to the day. Saturday.

“Ha, ha. Got you!” Venom laughed in Eddie’s head.

Eddie sighed softly, his hands coming up to his face, rubbing it over to get the sleep out of his eyes. “That’s not funny, Venom. I could have woken Y/N up.” Eddie said, placing his phone back on the nightstand where it stayed charging throughout the night. Eddie hated waking you up especially on the weekends when there was no work for the both of you. He knew you had sleep troubles and once you were fast asleep he didn’t like to wake you.

“Sorry.” Venom apologized. Eddie knew the apology was towards you and not him.

Saturday meant a lazy day, meaning no work and no adulting for the whole day. Eddie didn’t really have any plans for today, maybe chill around the flat, take a shower and most likely surprise you by making dinner, then he remembers that Venom likes to help in that section. He’ll most likely take you out for dinner tonight.

Eddie shook his head in agreement with himself on that topic. Sitting in bed against the bedframe Eddie’s eyes looked over your sleeping figure.

You were curled up in a ball laying on your side with your face buried deep into the pillow. He couldn’t help but to smile at your form, earning the nickname ‘Bunny’ due to your sleeping position. Eddie’s fingers lingered over your back making you shiver at the contact. His hand moved upwards and into your hair, moving your messy locks away from your face.

Eddie smiled softly as you mumbled something coherent in your sleep. He remembers how he couldn’t take his eyes off of you the first time he saw you.

“I can’t believe you turned my alarm off!” Eddie snapped as he put the kickstand on his bike down and quickly hopped off, rushing into the building. He was very late for an important interview. Venom thought it would be funny to turn his alarms off in the middle of the night.

“I thought you could use more beauty sleep, Eddie! You look like shit!” Venom expressed in the back of Eddie’s head.

Eddie approached the elevator and quickly jammed the ‘up’ button. “I have enough beauty sleep!” Eddie spoke out loud responding to Venom. Eddie looked towards his left to see a nicely dressed woman in a business suit staring at him weirdly. Eddie laughed nervously and cracked a smile to the women who thought he was talking to himself. Not a great way to start this day.

As the elevator dinged Eddie rushed into the lift and jammed the button to the 6th floor. “Venom, you can’t just turn my alarms off like that. You know I had this interview today, you heard it yourself over the phone!” Eddie whined out in frustration, he wanted to kick the panel in front of him but held back.

“I’m sorry, Eddie. I thought I was helping.”

An apology from Venom. That was something new. Eddie starred as the numbers climbed higher, inhaling a breath to calm his nerves he exhaled it out. “Listen, just ask next time. We’re a team, buddy.” The elevator dinged and the doors slid open. “Now, let's crush this interview.”

Eddie jogged down the hallway to catch up with the person he was supposed to interview. Turning a few corners he came to a slow jog seeing the gentleman speaking with a woman who had a notepad.

“Mr. Thurnham, I am so sorry I’m late. My alarms didn’t go off and-”

“No need to apologize Eddie, the past is already in the past.” Mr. Thurnham smiles.

Eddie looked over at the small female that was taking down notes. “So, uh already replacing me huh?” Eddie tried to crack a joke but was hurt that he missed the opportunity to interview Mr. Thurnman all because he was late. His boss was going to yell at him.

Your head snapped up towards Eddie who was staring down at you. He looked sweaty as if he jogged to the building and up the six flights of stairs. “Oh no! Mr. Thurnham here double booked us.” You quickly explained, not wanting trouble with another interviewer from a different company.

“She’s correct, Eddie. I accidentally double booked the two of you weeks ago not even realizing it. I hope you don’t mind?”

Eddie’s eyes were still on you, looking you over as you wore a pencil skirt with a top that was hugging your curves in all the right places, he wasn’t sure if he was staring at you or Venom was forcing him to stare but Eddie couldn’t pull his gaze away.

“Is that alright, Eddie?” Mr. Thurnham asked, making Eddie’s attention go towards the man he was supposed to be interviewing.

“Huh- Right, yes, more the merrier!” Eddie smiled. “So, where were we?”

“Nowhere too far, Y/N here just was about to ask the first question of this interview.” Mr. Thurnham continued to walk down the hallway of his corporation.

“Y/N looks nice.” Venom commented, making Eddie twitch slightly. He didn’t need Venom second commentating on something he already knew. It was already distracting enough that the other interviewer was attractive. “Wonder if she wore panties.”

“Venom, please.” Eddie hissed out quietly trying to keep it to himself.

“Excuse me?” Mr. Thurnham questioned.

“Nothing, sorry.” Eddie cleared his throat. “Please, continue.” Eddie walked beside you as Mr. Thurnham gave a small tour of his building. You couldn’t help but to side eye Eddie as you’d hear him speaking under his breath.

“Alright, questions?” Mr. Thurnham asked at the end of his little tour, stopping at where they first met up at.

The reason Eddie took on this interview was because the man seemed too nice to believe. Sheltering the homeless in San Francisco and going above and beyond helping the environment too. There was something about this guy Eddie wanted to dig up and expose about him.

“How-”

“Why-”

You and Eddie spoke at the same time making you both look at each other and laugh. “I’m sorry.” Eddie shook his head. “You were here on time, you should ask the first question.”

You couldn’t help but to blush seeing Eddie’s blue eyes stare down at you. “Thanks.” You said quietly. Clearing your throat you pulled out your notepad and looked over the questions you wanted to have answered.

Eddie smiled down at you seeing as you pulled out a journal to keep things written down in. He remembered being a rookie and starting out like that, too nervous to really get his hands dirty with anything but he learned along with the job that people wanted the dirt upon others. That’s what made things interesting. “What made you want to help out the homeless around the city? Not a lot of people with large amounts of money think about helping the ones in need.”

“Well, Y/N. That’s a great question. I was homeless once myself and being kicked down to the ground when you’re already feeling so low isn’t the best thing to feel.”

“She smells so lovely.” Venom stated.

No. Not now. Eddie swallowed as he tried to pay attention to Mr. Thurnham’s story.

“I bet she even tastes better.”

You arched an eyebrow to see Eddie twitch again and violently cock his head to the side only to come upright as if something was bothering him. You were curious about what his deal was but clearing your throat going went back to listening to Mr. Thurnham’s story.

“Venom, please.” Eddie whispered he could feel his blood rushing south of his body and his soft dick twitching to life imagining what you tasted like.

“Anyways, they’re not the parasite of the city, we are.” Mr. Thurnham ended, brushing his fingers through his hair and straightening his shirt as he made a point to his story.

“Parasite?” Venom snarled angrily in Eddie’s head. “I am NOT a parasite!”

Eddie was in a panic, his eyes widened as he looked over at you only to see you giving him a weird look at his now worried features. What would you think when you saw Venom, he was actually trying to get with you after this interview and now Venom blew it. “No, no, no!” Eddie yelled out trying to keep venom inside but Venom engulfed his whole body exposing his large monster self.

Your eyes widened at the huge black monster in front of you with gorging white veins sticking out over his shoulders and down his back. Taking two steps back you tripped over your own feet and fell on your ass. Too stunned to scream at the figure in front of you.

“I am NOT a parasite!” Venom’s deep voice roared out at the crying founder of the company in front of him. Extending his arm, the black tentacle wrapped around Mr. Thurnham's torso and lifted him up, his feet kicking as they left the ground.

“Venom, no!” Eddie screamed in his head trying to stop him but it was too late.

Your hands covered your mouth as you saw the large monster swallow Mr. Thurnham whole, jaw unhinging, his long pink tongue licking over his large stake teeth. Venom tilted his head back as he held Mr. Thurnham high over his mouth.

“Oh my god! Help me! No, please!” Mr. Thurnham screamed and kicked against the tentacles. Venom lightened his grip around Mr.Thurnham's body.

Looking away you heard Mr. Thurnham screamed one second longer and they were gone. Too scared to look and see the results you kept your head turned and your eyes squeezed shut. Hundreds of thoughts were running through your mind.

What the fuck was that? What the fuck is this Eddie guy? I need to call my mom. Family, what will they think when they find out I was eaten by some monster.

You didn’t move a muscle until you heard Eddie clearing his throat. Slowly turning your head your eyes slowly opened, getting used to the fluorescent lights, you saw Eddie’s hand was out waiting for you to grab ahold of it. “I’m so sorry you had to see that.” He sounded embarrassed.

You looked at his hand then back up at him. “You’re not going to eat me are you?” You asked before taking his hand.

A blush settled upon Eddie’s face. “No, I’m not.”

Nodding your head you took Eddie’s hand as he helped you onto your feet. You froze in place as you saw a black tentacle emerge from his shoulder with the same face as the large monster attached to it. “This is Venom, he lives inside of me. Kinda like a roommate.” Eddie tried to joke to lighten the mood.

“Hmm-Mmm” You nodded your head, watching Venom float around, his milky white eyes staring at you with a large smile. “So, he just ate him?”

“Unfortunately uh, yeah.” Eddie scratched the back of his head.

“He called me a parasite!”

Venom’s deep rough voice startled you when he spoke, something ignited in your core and had you squeezing your thighs together.

“He did not call you a parasite! He was speaking about the human race, nothing to do with you!” Eddie said to Venom.

“So, what do we tell his company now that he’s gone?”

“We can discuss it over dinner tonight.” Eddie said.

“Dinner?” You asked in disbelief, Eddie, no Venom just ate a full grown man how was he still hungry!

“I’m starving! I want that Chinese place we go to on Fridays!” Venom added in.

“No, no. He won’t be included, just me and you.” Eddie said.

But that was a lie, Venom was involved with everything Eddie did. Whenever you two went to events together, slept together and even showered together Venom was also a part of the relationship.

“Hungry.” Venom’s voice erupted through Eddie’s mind making him come back to reality. Eddie saw you still sleeping, even changed positions now. You were on your back, legs slightly spread and arms clenching the blanket as you held it tightly to your form.

“Eat those stupid chickens we got. You need to eat them, they're making a damn mess in my living room.” Eddie demanded, he hated feeding those damn chickens in the morning but he was surprised that he wasn’t hearing them cluck right now.

“Not that type of hungry.” Venom growled which made Eddie confused about what he was wanting then. “Y/N, I want Y/N.”

That was when Eddie felt it, the large erection he had in between his thighs, aching painfully as it throbbed. He didn’t even realize he had one, when the hell did this happen? “N- No, wait Venom.” Eddie quickly spoke, he didn’t want to wake you but it was too late. Venom emerged and took over, engulfing Eddie's body as Venom was now laying next to you.

“I’m hungry.” Venom said once more, moving his large figure underneath the blanket and scooting down the bed.

“Please be gentle with her.” Eddie begged. “I don’t want her mad at us for waking her.” Eddie knew how you liked your sleep.

Venom inhaled deeply, smelling your scent as he was face to face with your lower half, he easily grabbed your shorts and ripped them off. “She’s not wearing panties, Eddie.” Venom moaned, he grabbed your thighs and spread them apart, moaning at how you were welcoming him. Venom’s long tongue slowly swiped against your cunt, he held your hips down before you could move.

Moving your head side to side, squeezing your already closed eyes tighter, a soft moan escaped your lips at the feeling of something sliding between your cunt. Another moan left your lips as the tip of Venom’s tongue toyed with your clit.

“She tastes so sweet.” Venom hummed as his thick tongue slowly slipped up and down your slit.

“Yes, I know just hurry up before she wakes up.” Eddie grew worried that you’d wake up and be pissed all because of Venom's cravings.

Venom’s large tongue slowly pushed its way past your folds, he moaned lowly as you grew wetter from his movement. His tongue slowly inched itself deeper inside of you, glazing against your walls. Venom slowly pulled his tongue out halfway only to push back. Venom started a steady pace, thrusting his tongue in and out of your tight channel repeatedly.

Another soft whine escaped your lips, still asleep during Venom’s movements. Your walls tightened around Venom’s tongue. “She’s close.” Venom moaned, picking up the pace.

“Well hurry.” Eddie hissed.

“Eddie? Venom?” Eddie heard a tired voice finally speak.

“Shit.” Eddie grew nervous as Venom slowly pulled his tongue out from your drenched pussy and pulled away.

You grabbed the blanket and pulled it off the large figure, knowing it was Venom who was in control. “Hungry?” You giggled at the Symbiote who was smiling largely down at you.

Venom opened half the side of his face so Eddie was able to speak. “Well, Venom was. I tried to warn him not to but-”

“If you’re in the mood it’s okay to wake me.” You leaned back into the pillows, pulling him closer to you. “After all, it is a Saturday.” You reminded Eddie.

“M- Mask off.” Eddie said to Venom.

Venom obeyed and went back inside of Eddie, letting him become bare with no pajamas on like he was wearing earlier. “I didn’t wanna wake you.” Eddie shyly says.

“I’m always in the mood for you, both of you.” You cupped his cheek, pulling him closer as you crashed your lips against his. You both moaned against each other's lips as Eddie guided himself against your already wet cunt.

Pulling away from his kiss he looked down at his aching cock, the red tip already slowly pushing inside of you, he must have gotten harder at the sight of Venom eating you out. A low moan escaped from Eddie as he shut his eyes and tilted his head back in pure bliss.

The aching stretch of your pussy swallowing Eddie’s large cock had you biting your bottom lip, trying to keep quiet so he could focus.

“I want to hear her.” Venom growled in the back of Eddie’s mind.

“H- He, he wants to hear you.” Eddie moaned as he was halfway inside of you. “You know how Venom loves to hear you scream.”

You felt your cheeks heat up at the complement of how Venom finds your sounds attractive. “Fuck, baby.” You whimpered, wanting both Venom and Eddie to know how well they were pleasing you. Your head leaned back into the plush pillows, watching Eddie’s facial expression as your cunt wrapped tightly around him.

“You feel so good, wrapped around my cock.” Eddie sighed out with each thrust.

Soft whimpers escaped your lips while Eddie grind his cock against your sweet spot, arching your back off the bed as you moaned loudly. “Right there, yeah?” Eddie teased, his thrust still at the same speed.

“Y- Yes, right there- please right there!” You sobbed out, your hands raking down his chest and planting back onto the bed, gripping the blankets. “Eddie!” Tears threaten to spill from the corner of your eyes as the pleasure in your lower stomach starts to bubble up.

“Faster Eddie, I want to hear her scream.” Venom moaned in the back of Eddie’s head. Eddie leaned back slightly, his hands gripping on your waist as he watched the beautiful view of his cock entering your pussy and slowly pulling out, the creaminess of your juices collecting at the base of his cock had his eyes rolling in the back of his head.

Eddie entered once more only for you to let out a high pitched moan, his cock it felt larger than before. “Oh god, yes!” You sobbed, your cunt stretched wider from Eddie’s cock. When Eddie slowly pulled out he noticed Venom enlarged his cock making it thicker and longer than before.

“Fuck, V she’s going to split into two.” Eddie said, nervous to put it back in.”

“Put it back in!” You sobbed, trying to grind yourself on the tip of Eddie’s and Venom’s cock.

“You heard her, Eddie. Put it back in.” Venom demanded.

Eddie didn’t put a second thought onto it as he forcefully thrust his cock back into your tight little pussy, moaning as his larger cock was slamming inside of you. “I’m going to come.” You choked out, saliva leaving the corner of your lip.

Eddie smirked, he was only a few thrusts in and you were already on the edge of climaxing. “Do it baby, come all over our cock.” Eddie encouraged you, his grip never letting up on your waist and the speed of his cock entering and leaving you never slowing down.

Your pussy clamped around Eddie’s cock, making it slightly harder for him to fuck you from the tightness. Your lower stomach tightened as Eddie’s tip of his cock kept pushing against your cervix. “Y- Yes! Eddie, yes!” You cried out as your vision started to blur and your orgasm erupted, your fluids soaking Eddie’s cock making your entrance slicker for him to keep humping.

Eddie’s eyes rolled in the back of his head, stopping his movements at the wonderful feeling of you gushing around him. “Keep going!” Venom yelled. But Eddie didn’t have the strength to, once feeling your creamy goodness around him he wanted to collapse.

“P- Please, come inside of me.” You begged helplessly and out of breath.

Venom didn’t want to see you unsatisfied so he took matters into his own hands. Venom controlled Eddie’s hand, raising it and having it around your neck. Eddie’s eyes widened as his hips started to snap harshly against you. “V- Venom, be careful with her.” Eddie reminded him. Venom sloppily thrust Eddie against you.

“If you’re not going to come inside of her, I’ll MAKE you come inside of her.” Venon’s thick voice echoed in Eddie’s head. “Fuck, she feels devine, so wet for us even after she came.”

Eddie tried to let go of your throat as he witnessed your eyes rolling in the back of your head and your mouth slightly open but Venom wouldn’t let up but Eddie stopped fighting it once he felt your cunt throb around his cock, you were enjoying it.

Eddie moaned lowly as Venom harshly pumped his cock into you, once, twice and another harsh thrust you both were moaning. You climaxed again while Eddie’s hot seed was shooting inside of you. “Fuck, oh fuck!” Eddie moaned out with his head tilted back and eyes shut.

Once he finally came down, Eddie slowly pulled out of you and laid beside you, breathing heavily. “Sorry.” He panted out. “All of this was Venom’s idea, I didn’t want to wake you.”

“Oh was it now?” You smiled at your sweaty boyfriend. “Well, I don’t mind being woken up like this.”

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yunggoblin · 5 months ago

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Word Count: 4.4k Pairing: fem!reader x Tech (with a side of simp Hunter oops) Warnings: unprotected piv, masturbating, voyeurism, creampie, self indulgence, simp hunter, poor proof reading Summary: Hunter is well aware of your relations with Tech, but it doesn't stop him from fantasizing about you - something Tech can sense and isn't happy about. He wasn't going to say anything about it, but things happen. a/n : save me simp hunter, save me. I don't have excuses I just have self indulgent fantasies. gif credit: @kamino-coruscant

Hunter’s speciality was sensing that which could not be seen. Whereas Tech’s was analyzing the visible without missing a single variable. Meaning, as subtle as it was, Hunter’s interest in you did not go unnoticed by Tech.

A variable that was irritating Tech.

While the brothers of Clone Force 99 accepted their fate of sharing most of life with one another, they all had things they kept for themselves. Recently, Tech was keeping you to himself.

Not in the sense that your interactions were isolated to him, but in the way that he knew a side of you the others didn’t. A condition he wanted to maintain for the foreseeable future.

Emotionally, he delved deeper with you than he had with anyone outside of his circle. Physically, you’d allowed him to experience ecstasy for the first time. While it was an exhilarating experience and an activity he didn’t regret, he found he was just as content exchanging quiet conversation with you. Perhaps moreso.

Although he would admit that the satisfaction of bringing you to completion did swell a very male side of him. That feat is the biggest thrill for Tech.

One that was instantly surpassed when Hunter caught Tech with his hands in your clothes. You’d failed to notice Hunter, but he watched you cumming on his brother’s fingers.

Since then, Tech kept a keen eye on Hunter’s every exchange with you. It wasn’t so much that he feared Hunter would overstep; it was more about the possessiveness that had begun to root itself deep within him.

The brothers never spoke of the instance, but Hunter’s softened approach with you and his new habit of touching the small of your back almost drove Tech to break the silence more than once.

The tipping point came when you arrived at Cid’s seeking assistance from the Batch. The Marauder was docked at the spaceport, suggesting that at least one of them should have been available to help. It turned out Tech, Echo, and Hunter were there, albeit engaged in their own activities. Echo and Tech were tucked in a booth together hunched over a datapad, and Hunter, seated at the bar with a drink, did a soft double-take as you descended the last step.

“Well, look what the tooka dragged in.” Hunter chuckled and lifted his glass to you. He caught his brother's attention, perking Tech up first.

Tech locked eyes with you first, adjusting his goggles as a soft flutter hit his chest. He recognized the smile on your face - the one reserved just for him, small and crooked to one side. He glanced at Hunter, who was now, unfortunately, witnessing it too.

Echo twisted in his seat and hooked an elbow over the back of his chair. With a short wave of his prosthetic he called over, “Hey there, trouble. What brings you in?”

“I need to hop off world to meet a client and I was hoping one of you could come along.” You explained. “He’s someone I’d rather not be caught alone with.”

Tech was elbow deep in deciphering an imperial code with Echo, a task he was not excited to step away from. Nonetheless, he agreed you should be accompanied. Sighing, Tech made to move when Hunter responded.

Slugging his drink back, Hunter slid out of his seat, saying, “Alright then, I’ll go with you.” He waved towards the stairs with a smile. “We can take the Marauder.”

Tech pushed out of his seat, quickly interrupting, “That won’t be necessary. I can-”

“No.” Hunter firmly pushed back, pointing a finger towards Echo. “You and Echo keep working on that code. I’ll take care of her.”

Hunter cutting off Tech’s access to you, knowingly or not, rippled an ugly feeling in Tech.

Tech looked at you, hoping you’d intervene, but instead, you flippantly waved your hand, “We’ll be back before you know it.” You added with a wink, “Don’t worry, your ship will be fine.”

That’s not my issue. Tech grumbled inwardly. Knowing he had no real ground to stand on Tech sat back down with a shrug, conceding a curt, “Fine.”

It was not fine. The entire time you were gone Tech weighed the likelihood of Hunter seizing the opportunity at hand. He imagined what he’d do if he’d been the one with the freedom of autopilot and privacy of space with you. He wasn’t one for lingering in fantasies, especially with a task at hand.

But he found himself preferring the imagined scenarios of what might transpire between you and him over the intrusive thoughts of what could be happening with Hunter. All of the places he’d pressed you against that Hunter could be discovering.

Meanwhile on the Marauder, Hunter was basking in your presence and the comfortable silence you brought. Of course you chatted, but the spaces between were filled with an easy peace Hunter rarely experienced. You didn’t want or demand anything from him and he was able to just think about what he wanted.

And stars did he want you. Hunter wanted you often and in every way. His mild interest in you escalated to full blown fantasizing after seeing you with Tech. He could barely think when you were near him with the scent of your orgasm coming to the forefront of his memory.

He imagined what you’d feel like squirming over his lap as you had for Tech. Did you taste as good as you smelled? He conjured the sound of his name on your tongue in his moments alone, distorting it into what it might sound like as you came for him and on him.

Reality stood in the way of that though. He wouldn’t do that to Tech. So, the most he could selfishly manage was an afternoon alone with you.

Tech’s distraction was at a dizzying high by the time he and Echo finally deciphered the code. Several hours after that, when you and Hunter had still not returned, Echo excused himself to find replacement parts for himself.

Tech’s foot tapped out a nervous rhythm until a ping from his datapad caught his attention—a signal from the Marauder’s proximity sensor. You were coming back.

He couldn’t help himself from shoving out of the booth at record speed. He took the back alleys to the Marauder’s port, ducking around corners the closer he got until his ship was in sight.

The ship let off air as the door hissed open and its stairs extended. You came out shortly after, laughing over your shoulder to Hunter, still wearing his helmet and trailing behind you. The two of you shortly chatted on the ground before you laughed again and left with a wave.

Even as you left, Hunter stood in place, watching you for far longer than Tech liked. Tech caught the way Hunter’s fists gripped a few times and his helmet tilted back. His brother took a large breath, but ultimately turned to leave.

Backing off from the scene, Tech took an educated guess on your egress and left before Hunter caught on to his spectator.

Tech made a beeline to intercept you, cutting through a maintenance room to between you and the main road. As he pulled you aside to face him, he anticipated your scream and quickly covered your mouth.

Your surprise morphed into something happier once you recognized the goggles in front of you. Pulling Tech’s hand down you giggled quietly, “Way to be a creep. What are you doing out here?”

Tech brushed right past your question, asking, “Are you headed somewhere?”

You watched him for a second, a suspicious smile creeping over you. “Not particularly.”

“In that case - follow me,” Tech said as he led you back down the alley. “I need you.”

“For what?” You called after him, tugging on his shoulder to catch up. Tech gave you a sidelong glance but remained tight-lipped.

The two of you were in silence all the way until you made it onto the Marauder. Once inside, you walked past Tech hands on hips, in the direction of the gunner’s mount. “Alright, what’s got you all-”

“I would’ve appreciated the time with you.” Tech interrupted, his voice unexpectedly close. You spun around to find him just an arm's length away.

Tech didn’t seem like the clingy type, not to mention - “You seemed busy with Echo.”

“That’s because I was.” Tech chirped matter-of-factly.

Your confused expression made Tech pause, realizing he needed to explain further. He had been busy, indeed, but the thought that he could have spent that time with you—and had been distracted by thoughts of you instead—made him reconsider his priorities.

“The code… could have waited.” His eyes glanced at the floor between, thinking for another moment. “I would’ve preferred spending the time with you.”

Tech’s unexpected softness made you stutter. You reached up to cup his cheek, saying in a light tone, “From here on out, you’re the only one for me. Besides,” You offered him that small smile he relished so much and playfully patted his cheek. “I’ll make it up to you.”

A smile ticked the corner of Tech’s mouth, accompanied by a soft hum. It wasn’t long until familiar thought crept back up.

Tech pressed a kiss into your palm. He turned away slightly, then fixed a serious gaze on you. “How was your time with Hunter?”

The shift in Tech’s tone sent a chill down your spine. Despite nothing having happened between you and the leader, Hunter had somehow become a tender subject with Tech. Tech’s hand slid over yours as he faced you once more, his expression unreadable.

You weren’t sure what answer he hoped for. Hoping for the best, you answered, “Perfectly ordinary.” You couldn’t help adding on a teasing whisper, “You wouldn’t be jealous would you, Tech?”

Tech remained silent, a flicker of something indecipherable crossing his eyes. He gently pulled your hand from his cheek and took a step toward you, causing you to instinctively step back. He advanced again, and you retreated, until you both stood between the bunks.

He leveraged his hold on you to guide you into turning with him, a pseudo dance that put your back to the cockpit of the ship. His eyes drifted beyond you again as he took on a pondering tone, “Remind me - to be jealous is to worry that someone might take something of mine.” Locking eyes with you again he finished with a lifted brow, “That is correct, isn’t it?”

You nodded, momentarily feeling like you had gained the upper hand. That sensation quickly faded as Tech’s expression shifted into a confident, knowing smile.

“In that case, no, I am not jealous,” he stated dryly, moving away to crouch down. As he peered up at you, his hand vanished under the bunk. “However, that does beg the question,” he continued, his eyes fixed on you while his hand rummaged through a few boxes, “What of mine would I be worrying someone might take?” He watched you process his question, expecting the lovely color you’d be turning

A blush flared up your neck to the tips of your ears. Was he asking for clarity or to put you on the spot? You and Tech had never outlined exactly what you were doing together.

Your fingers found their way to each other in a nervous fidgets. Through nervous laughs you only managed to stammer out, “Well, I… I thought it…”

Tech’s search hit its mark and he was on his feet again, watching and waiting for a legitimate answer. There was something about being pinned under the weight of Tech’s attention that flooded your core with heat every time.

“Me.” You finally squeaked out. “I thought you were worried about me.”

Your response drew a quick inhale from Tech as his eyes widened slightly, a little light sparking through them. “You’re saying… you’re mine?”

His bold streak inspired one of your own. “I am.” You responded with more confidence than you expected.

“I was hoping that would be your response.” Tech dropped his gaze as he slipped something into your hand. “Put this on.”

You brought the object up for inspection, a familiar piece of fabric you recognized as one of Hunter’s bandanas. Looking between the bandana and Tech, you slowly asked,“Put it on?”

“Yes, over your eyes.” Tech confirmed, pointing to the red bandana.

You gave one last, suspicious glance at Tech before obeying. As you tied the bandana over your eyes, cutting off your vision and leaving you with only the rustling of Tech’s clothes to let you know he was still nearby.

“Now,” Tech began, his voice closer than you before. “Get on the bunk.”

His hand helped you through his instruction, leading you to the bottom bunk. Hunter’s bunk. The makeshift blindfold made you miss the second pointed look Tech cast over your shoulder.

From the pilot’s seat, slumped down and regretting every step he’d made that day, Hunter hid as best he could. He’d started heading back to Cid’s after dropping you off only to doubleback to the Marauder, unable to shake his thoughts of you.

Hunter just needed enough time to sit in your lingering scent and please himself the way he ached for you to. He was lost in the thought of you perched in his lap, moaning his name and moving over him in time with his hand, when the sound of footsteps snapped him back to reality.

Frozen in place, his cock still throbbed in his fist when your voice sifted through the Marauder, sending a twitch up his length. Tech’s voice followed shortly after, forcing Hunter to bite back a frustrated groan. You’ve got to be kriffing kidding me, he cursed to himself. Hunter kept himself as motionless as possible while trying to tuck himself away.

Hearing Tech telling you to get on a bunk kicked something in Hunter’s stomach and kept him from fully concealing himself.

Tech didn’t know that Hunter would be onboard. After all, he’d watched the both of you walk away from his ship. His initial urge was to move you somewhere without an audience. Though, standing over you, blindfolded and sitting at the edge of his brother’s bunk, he decided Hunter’s presence was indeed a favorable situation.

At the very least, Tech would make good use of it.

Refraining from checking the pilot’s seat, Tech dropped to balance on the balls of his feet. You were waiting so patiently, shoulders high and lip tucked between your teeth.

“Sarad.” You jolted slightly when Tech broke the silence with his name for you, humming suggestively at his nickname for you. Your thighs squeezed together when you answered with his own name. Your anticipation was palpable.

Tech shifted forward, bridging the gap by sliding his hand up your thigh. His thumb barely grazed the apex of your thighs and you squirmed in place. Not a single one of your reactions was wasted on Tech. Every time he touched you, you gave him a new expression, a new noise. He wanted all of it.

The way you moved was affecting him more than usual, he gripped your thigh to keep from shoving you onto your back. Gripping your other thigh, Tech spread your legs to move between them.

Blindly, your hands found him, sliding up to his shoulders. Your thumbs worked into him, begging for more of his touch. It worked, Tech felt blood rush through him and his thumbs matched your rhythm.

“Typically, our approach to intimacy is measured.” Tech paused to maintain his calm. His pants were well beyond tight and the primal compulsion to strip you bare was starting to cloud his judgment. He swallowed, nerves weighing him down more than usual.

All of this was more than usual. He wanted far more than usual.

“This time I-”

“You don’t have to ask.” You cut him short.

Tech blinked at you, “You do not know what I’m asking.”

Breathing a laugh, you thumbed the bandana out of one eye. The look you gave him was heavy and drew Tech further between your legs.

“You want me, right now.” You murmured, pressing your legs into him. “So take me, Tech. Right now.”

Tech’s response wasn’t immediate, he was still trying to see reason. Your pulling the bandana back into place threw that out the door.

He moved on you, gliding his hands over your hips and hooking his fingers into your pants. With your help, your pants and undergarments were tossed aside in seconds. He’d already unclasped his pants and positioned himself between your legs by the time you fell onto your back.

Tech took one of his gloves between his teeth to yank it off at the same time you slid a hand between you. He didn’t have time to even tug on the glove when he felt his head smooth over your entrance. He’d thought he’d need saliva to begin, but your arousal proved him wrong.

He felt you drip down the length of him and that was it. Tech drove his hips into you, catching your hand to stop you from stifling your moan. He hissed as he pulled back, letting you feel every inch of him and indulging in the velvet of your insides.

“Please, don’t hold back.” Tech thrust into you again, filling you completely. “I need to hear you.”

Your arms fell back beside your head and a lazy smile lilting across you as you gave in to him. Afterwards, each of his thrusts coaxed a moan from you and in turn, he echoed you with noises of his own.

The two had been down this route before, but something was different before. His movements were harder, faster, and more desperate. His force alone was spreading warmth through you.

Tech wedged his hand under your shirt, shoving his gloved hands over your breasts. His usual gentle touch was nowhere to be seen when he pinched your nipple between his thumb and forefinger. You whined in a way he hadn’t heard before.

And apparently in a way Hunter hadn’t either.

Just your sounds alone put a rhythm back into Hunter’s grasp. Even without turning, Hunter could envision every thrust Tech made by the sounds of your bodies moving together and the sounds you made. The very sounds he imagined when alone.

They were more beautiful than he’d imagined.

The whine you made pushed him so close to his edge Hunter had to let go of himself to stop from cumming. A whine so enticing, Hunter’s feet moved without his say. His chair swiveled just enough to let Hunter catch a glimpse of the bunks.

Tech was over you, half crouched and moving his hips against you in short, hard thrusts. Hunter could just make out the cause of your whine, Tech’s working beneath your shirt, but your face was out of view. Out of view and splayed out over his bunk.

Tech’s movements slowed slightly, his head twitching as if to look towards the cockpit. Hunter almost ducked back, but Tech kept his sights on forward and, from the sounds you made, pinched your nipple harder.

Moving a hand under your back, Tech kept his fingers tight on you and pulled you upright. The sudden pressure and change in position made you reach for Tech in need for something to ground you in reality. He caught you as your arms looped around his neck and your face fell beside his, chin resting on his shoulder.

Tech stilled for only a moment to allow you to adjust to him fully seated within you. You didn’t allow that though. You gyrated your hips against him, needy and anxious for him to continue.

“Don’t stop. Please.” You pleaded.

To your displeasure, Tech removed his hand from your shirt and his cock from within you. You were whimpering for him when he ordered you, each word carefully enunciated, “Then I suggest you get on your knees.”

You didn’t question the order, eagerly following directions with his help. Tech put you on your hands and knees on the floor in front of him and facing the cockpit.

Your new position allowed Hunter to finally see your face and the bandana covering your eyes. The sight of his bandana on you created an almost painful ache that pushed a swell of pre-cum out of Hunter as he gripped himself again. From his base to the tip, he gave himself tight, slow strokes as he took in every inch of you.

For all that he could see in the moment, you appeared fully clothed again. Then Tech lifted your hips to meet his and Hunter caught a glimpse of the bare skin of your ass.

It made it so easy to imagine that it was him behind you.

Hunter was so consumed by this vision of you that it took him a second to realize something else - Tech was staring him down.

And for a moment, your pants were the only sounds in the Marauder.

Maintaining eye contact with Hunter, Tech leaned over you with one hand steadying your hip and another moving under your chin. Tech angled your head back as he brought his mouth to your ear and slid inside you once more.

Your mouth fell open, groaning as Tech stretched you again. He pushed deep inside you, pressing against your womb in a way he’d not yet explored.

He didn’t move, only allowing you to feel his cock spasming against your walls.

“Can you do something for me?” Tech pushed harder against you, testing how much of him you could withstand.

Your response was instantaneous, “Anything for you.”

Tech turned his face only enough so that his lips brushed your ear. “Imagine there was someone watching us,” Tech whispered just for you, gauging your reaction.

Had it not been for the way you constricted around him, your silence would have made Tech backpedal.

“Watching us?” Your voice fluttered as you clenched around him. Tech may have dropped his voice low enough to miss Hunter, but you had not and Tech caught the jolt of Hunter’s seat. It was exactly what Tech was aiming for.

“Precisely.” Tech purred, pivoting all his attention back on you. “Someone observing as you come undone for me.” He let go of your face and pressed his forehead into your shoulder and he slid fully out of you to sheath himself again. “Someone who thinks they might have you.”

Neither of the brothers realized the bandana across your eyes sat in a way that gave you a sliver of sight. It was only a glimpse, but you could make out the cockpit, the slightly turned pilot’s seat, and the boots in front of it. There was a shadow of a face peeking around the chair and you knew exactly who was watching.

You braced yourself on your forearms, keeping your face visible for Hunter as you leaned away from Tech. He caught your hips and yanked you back onto his cock.

“So show them who I belong to.” You shuddered as Tech ground into you.

“Oh I can do that.”

Tech wrapped his arms around around your waist, holding you in place as he fucked you into the floor. Your eyes stayed on Hunter, watching as the chair shifted slightly. He was moving in the chair and you may not have been able to see it but he was touching himself.

This was the closest Tech would let him get to you. Being on display for Hunter, vulnerable, naked, and pleading for Tech thrilled you in a way you hadn’t expected.

You began begging for more, letting your voice ring loud and clear. Moaning for Tech and the pressure building inside you. Shifting as best you could, you wormed a hand beneath you to circle your clit.

Tech knew what you were doing and knew what was coming. He moved his legs to either side of you, budging you to stand on your knees, your back flush against him.

Your view of Hunter vanished along with your resolve. You kept one hand on the bud between your legs and slipped the other one up over your shoulder to hang on Tech’s neck. He dipped his face close to you again, his eyes checking Hunter one final time.

“What was it you said earlier?” Tech panted out. “About being mine?”

Those three words almost shoved you both over the edge.

“I’m yours, Tech.” You gasped as Tech thrust up into you, angling into the soft spot that brought you to your release every time.

“Again.” He grunted on a hard thrust that finished you.

Your entire body shuddered and you cried out, “I’m yours - only yours, Tech!”

Tech had to focus on not dropping you as your words shoved him into his own orgasm. He didn’t have time to pull out, instead burying himself as far as he could and spilling out inside you.

Hunter had watched the entire scene, keeping pace with your rhythm and chasing the sounds of your moans. Multiple times he had to pace himself, hungry to finish as you did, anxious to stay quiet enough to witness it. It was the quaking of your legs and the scent of your orgasm that wrecked him.

Hunter put a hand over his head as he came, begrudgingly catching his seed before it hit the floor and gave him away.

The two of you quaked together until you collapsed back into Tech, sending you both off balance to the floor. It hadn’t been a long session, but the two of you were spent, sweaty, and panting together.

You fidgeted just enough for Tech to slide out of you and push up onto an elbow to look over you. At the angle you sat and the blindfold still in place, there was nothing stopping a stealthy exit for Hunter.

Without glancing at his brother, Tech lowered himself over you, hoping he could drown out any footsteps to come. It wasn’t necessarily an exit, or an entire event, he wanted to address. Now or ever.

Tech tended to you, speaking to you in a low voice as Hunter took the hint, tucked himself away and went for the exit. Had it not been that you were already aware of his presence, it would have been a successful endeavor.

You said nothing about it, letting the brothers keep whatever competition that was happening to themselves. You’d been truthful, you wanted nothing and no one but Tech. If he occasionally needed that validated and this was his way of getting it - you certainly weren’t complaining.

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yunggoblin · 5 months ago

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I NEED a part 2!!