Eddie Brock and Demon Venom: MINE

Chapter Thirty-Seven

"Hey, do you know where we put that thing?" Eddie asked as he rummaged around the cabinets.

"You're going to have to be more specific, dear," Venom chuckled as he came over.

"Sorry. It's the prescription bottle thing for pain, I forgot what it's called."

"Well, what are you feeling right now?"

"Can't you just read my mind?"

"I could, but I want to hear you say it," the demon smiled.

"Okay, it's the stomach," Eddie mumbled, sort of holding his bump with one hand.

" These head ache pills?" Venom reached into the cabinet and pulled out a bottle of meds and handed them to him.

"Oh, yeah, thanks," Eddie said and took the bottle. "Sheesh, these couple of weeks have been hard, man. It's like I can't go without one day without feeling like absolute shit."

"That's what happens when one is pregnant," Venom smiled, coming behind him and softly hugging him.

"Uh, when....when exactly will I give birth to our spawn?" Eddie wondered absentmindedly as he took a pill.

"Well, it has been a month," the demon mused. "Hopefully by the end of next month."

"Okay, don't get me wrong, but I'm not looking forward to birthing our kid."

Venom chuckled low and softly.

"It has to hurt, baby. It's how it is."

"I don't see why it has to," Eddie said as he waddled to the living room. "I mean, why can't birth be...not painful?"

"It's part of life. If you wish, you can take pain killers while you are in labor," Venom offered.

"We don't have any," Eddie replied as the demon tenderly slipped an arm around his shoulders.

"Hmm. Don't worry, baby. It's going to be okay. Remember, I'm here. I'll take care of you."

"Yeah..."

"Do you need anything?"

"Uh....I don't think so."

"Okay."

A short pause.

"Actually...."

"I knew it," Venom grinned giving him a gentle squeeze.

"It would be nice to have some chocolate."

Venom chuckled and headed back into the kitchen.

"As you wish," he said.

"It's weird, I've been eating so much chocolate lately. I've been eating a lot anyways but the amount of chocolate I've inhaled lately has been....I'm just glad I don't have diabetes. Do you think it's the baby? Like, does the baby like chocolate?"

"I guess we'll find out in a few months," Venom smiled as he came back with a Hershey bar. Eddie took it gratefully.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The next few weeks were busy. And tiring. Eddie had to consume copious amounts of food in order to feed himself and their baby (or babies). Venom easily could catch his own food at will, making sure to only eat the worst people out there when there wasn't enough food to go around. Eddie complained about their food intake and worried about their bill. Venom would only laugh and pat his mate's head and ease him back into comfort again.