Knight In Black Armor

"Edster. Wake up. It's time again," it hissed in his ear.

He shouted a firm, "NO!" He was shaking again, the kind of shakes you got from something malevolent lurking behind you. Beams of sweat poured from him, he held his face in his hands. "We can't keep doing this, V. She'll think we're stocking her," he shook his head.

"I need her. I know you need her, too. What have I told you before? We can do whatever we want. We're much stronger than anyone else out there, don't pretend like we aren't. Now get up before I go after her myself," he demanded. He was doing that a lot here lately. Demanding things involving Eddie's current love interest, a waitress who seemed to always be working night shift at the local Mom-n-Pop Diner. The thoughts of her being ravished would be left in Eddie's mind after Venom had even got a small reminder of her, leaving Eddie with something stiff between his legs. Venom would often threaten Eddie into a trip to the diner just to get a glimpse of her. It seemed to Eddie that tonight was going to be another one of those nights.

Eddie had fallen for her back when he visited the diner about three months ago. She had waited him, serving him a cup of coffee and an omelette. It was almost eleven o'clock at night, but Eddie still ordered breakfast. At the time he had just come in contact with the symbiote, still struggling with its overwhelming strength caused for sleepless nights. She had the most beautiful and soft smile which caused Ed's heart to swoon, while Venom's mind ran wild with thoughts of lust. Eddie and Venom had gotten in a heated argument the night of the encounter. "You're not going to hurt that innocent girl, Venom! She has done nothing to deserve it! Just, for once, listen to me," Eddie shouted at the symbiote as he stared in the mirror. Venom smiled at Eddie through the mirror, "I wouldn't kill her, Edster. Just rip her clothes off, try her on for size, have her wishing she was seeing God. We'd fill her out quite nicely, don't you think? She'd scream for us while we pounded her into the ground. Imagine it Eddie, not that you haven't already. You can't hide stuff like that from me, Ed. I'm part of you now, I'm literally inside your head. Everything you think about her you cause me to think to, and I know you're feeling how I am. Wishing she was underne—" "SHUT UP! STOP! I would never wish you upon that poor girl. "Keep telling yourself that, Ed. Don't think I didn't hear that dirty mind of yours when she shot that smile at us, hopefully she's into disgusting shit. Maybe she would suck you of—" "I SAID STOP."

"V, can't it wait? It's almost midnight," Eddie had pleaded with the beast each time he did this. "That's how we know she's working. Let's go, Ed. I need this tonight. I'm feeling frisky," he purred. Eddie sighed loudly as he threw his legs over the side of his bed. "You know I don't want to do this, Venom. People don't hurt other people. She's a person, too," Eddie muttered. "Do you really still see yourself as a person?" Eddie stopped in his tracks, house key in hand. Eddie continued, shaking off the question.

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You had been working since ten that morning, it was now midnight and you wished you were in bed. There were only two people in the diner, one was currently getting ready to hand you the bill and the other had just sat down. You were the only worker who volunteered to close this evening, so, to your dismay, you ran the place alone. You thanked the nice old man who gave you a wholesome tip and walked over to the tall, masculine man who was staring at the menu that was laying on the table. You greeted him, "Good day, sir. Can I interest you in one of our specials this evening?" The man was biting his lip, "Where can a guy get some action around her?" You tensed up, "I-I'm sorry?" The man rose from the table, "How about it doll? Why don't you and I go around back and you show me sum'more of yourself? I can show you a good time." The man grabbed you and pulled you against him, his obvious boner stabbing you in the stomach. "S-sir, I have to ask you to leave! I am not interested and this is con-considered harassment," you tried to push the man off you, but he was over powering you. You felt fear coarse through you as the man begged for you. Your fight-or-flight instincts kicked in and you threw a punch in the man's face causing him to stumble backwards. You covered your mouth with your hands, shocked at yourself. The man snickered at you, "A strong one, aren't you? That just gets me even harder, honey." The man darted towards you, and with a swift motion knocked you to the ground with his fist. You fell to your knees, holding your face in your hands. The man squatted in front of you, removing your hands from your face to reveal a blackened cheek. You fought back the tears, refusing to show your vulnerability to the creep. The man now had you pinned to the disgusting diner floor. He huffed and puffed in your face while he towered over you. He was drooling as his disgusting thoughts painted his face, "Finally. Now, isn't that better?"