We Are Riot

5

Eddie, I still don't understand why you think Riot and Drake won't hurt us! They tried to before and they will now! Venom fumed as he and his human made their way up the stairs to their apartment room.
"Listen, bud, we just need to give them some slack, okay? If they wanted to, they obviously would have tried to kill us by now," the man replied.
They would have won, too.
"Then why do you keep insisting we bite off their heads if you knew we're not strong enough?"
We don't like them. They're bad guys.
"You're so childish."
Am not! I'm an apex predator, Eddie! Fearsome!
"Yeah, says the guy who likes to eat tater-tots and chocolate, and watches soap operas," Eddie sniggered.
Not helping, Eddie.....
"Sorry."
They finally came to their door and went inside.
Let's see what these two morons have been up to, Venom grumbled as they entered.
"Be nice, V," Eddie told him. "You can't just—"
Eddie.
Eddie looked into the living room. The couch was empty and Drake and Riot were gone. Eddie placed his keys on the counter and walked into the living room just to make sure his eyes weren't playing tricks on him.
"Are...are they gone?" he asked.
Seems like it, the symbiote replied happily. Good riddance. I didn't like how they invaded our territory.
Eddie have an exasperated sigh.
"V..." he groaned but then stopped as his other wriggled around inside of him.
Hmmm.
"What is it, buddy?"
Smells familiar. Smells like....a short pause, ...sex.
"Venom, what the—"
Eddie!
"What?"
We didn't have sex today!
"Uh....no?"
Venom began laughing uproariously, making Eddie dizzy.
"Whoa, whoa, hey, give me a break," he giggled as he stumbled a little.
Eddie! Riot and Drake did it!
"Uh...what?"
I can smell it...
"V, please stop talking."
I'm serious! We need to clean it up, Eddie! Makes our room smell like bad guys! Only need Eddie's cum scent!
"Okay, please just shut up."

Riot let Drake back to their apartment where Drake instantly collapsed on his bed and fell asleep. When he woke, he felt much better. He glanced at the clock and saw that it read five thirty.
"Riot, we're going to have to find a job," he spoke to the alien. Riot snorted.
Why?
"Because, if we're going to be able to keep this apartment, we're going to have to provide for ourselves."
Sounds boring.
"This "sounds boring" thing is the key to our survival," Drake replied as he grabbed his laptop and booted it up.
Symbiotes don't need jobs. We only need humans.
"Yep." Drake wasn't really listening as he began typing.
It took Drake half an hour to actually find a job description that fit him.
"Hmm. Look at this. There's an internship beginning next week for this big company," he said to the symbiote.
The Life Foundation? Riot sneered.
"Don't get snippy," Drake replied as he settled more comfortably in his chair. "That company took years to get it to where it was before you came. I was very successful."
But you lost all of it when those two losers came along, Riot growled.
"I thought you didn't want to talk about them," Drake said. "That you didn't want me to speak of them again....or what was it? Oh, yes. You'd bite my dick off."
Riot chuckled darkly.
Unfortunately for you, I don't possess a dick, he mused. I can make one for you if you wish...
"No. No, I'm good," Drake replied quickly, scrolling through the application for this new company. He tensed when he felt Riot's head materializing beside his.
"I think this new job will fit you, although you most likely won't hold the same position as when you were in the Life Foundation," the alien stated.
"Hmm. True."
"I don't like it when people abuse their power."
"Says you." Riot whipped his head around to hover directly in front of his and growled.
"Excuse me, Carlton? Did you have something to say to me?"
"No," the man replied, still looking at his computer.
"Carlton...." Drake's face was gently tilted up with a tendril until he was staring into that gray face of his alien. "Pay attention to me."
"....sorry."
"You just stated that I abuse my power. Tell me how I do that," Riot said in a quiet but angered tone.
Drake looked into those large, white eyes and swallowed, saying nothing. Riot challenged him to answer, staring the man deadpan in the eye without blinking. When the man still didn't answer, Riot grinned.
"That's what I thought," he said, dropping Drake's chin and letting the tendril briefly touch his neck, passing over his Adam's apple, liking how the man's heartbeat sped up a little.
"Go back to your work."
"Yes, sir," Drake mocked and that earned him a  firm nip on his neck. He yelped and glared at Riot who only snickered and slid back inside.