evolve - symbrock

6

eddie wasn't too drunk to get home safely— or so he thought. though he believed himself to only have a mild buzz, the man was constantly stumbling along sidewalks and nearly falling into several streets. luckily, venom was there to help their intoxicated friend navigate back to his crappy apartment. on the flip side, eddie was not so fortunate to have a perpetual hard-on during his journey.

immediately after stepping foot outside the bar, the brisk air quickly motivated the black mass to expand over eddies body, frequently causing eddie to cry out with each small movement. eddie couldn't help but marvel, "what the fuck is this thing doing to me?" the sensation was so incredibly foreign and yet felt so inanely compatible with himself. every time a tendril would swiftly pass over a tender, tense, or sensitive spot on his body, eddie would shudder and venom would have to steer the overstimulated vessel in the direction of the apartment, making this experience nothing more than a drunken blur for the symbiotes host.

after crashing in through his front door, eddie rushed to lean against his couch, desperately clinging to the armrest in an effort to stay upright. though the trip home was mainly silent— aside from eddies heavy breathing— he felt tempted to entertain venoms intentions, which at this point were painfully clear. "i—fuck, vee— im still—" he pointed down to the bulge under the black barrier covering his lower half.

"and what do you wanna do about it?" eddie cocked his eyebrow.

the two had frequently engaged in "romantic" activities, with everything from unintentional cuddling to domestic bickering being a common occurrence, but eddie never thought to do something this intimate with venom. "i—i don't know. we've, uh, we've never—"

"i can help you" venom proposed.

eddie gulped, the gravity of this situation just now dawning upon him. if this were to happen, if he were to have the alien species within his body actually jack him off, there was no escaping from this arrangement. despite the paining urge within his pants compelling him to rip all of his clothes off and let every thin, slimy tentacle the symbiote could conjure wrap around his cock, eddie hesitated.

"vee, we've never done that before" he argued.

venom continued to explore his body, small, obsidian extensions venturing into his boxers. "we can do it now" they retorted.

blush spread across his cheeks, now hoping that his throbbing boner would subside and the two could pretend this whole situation had never happened. in this rather novel moment between the two, eddie no longer felt safe of secure within the confines of his other. instead, eddie was scared, hands clutching at the same spot where tentacles were starting to gather. the embarrassed mans eyes darted about the empty room, only to be greeted by the familiar face of his favorite parasite. venom only materialized to offer a sympathetic stare, lips failing to form his signature hungry grin. their features did not demonstrate any sense of urgency or demand, but instead offered a feeling of pure support for the situation at hand. as soon as his eyes locked with venoms, a feeling of reassurance coursed throughout their bond. it was in this very instant that eddies worries vanished, and he let his body slump over, completely at the will of his other half. "ok, ok—fuck— we can..." he slurred, though he had never felt more sober.

eddie was beginning to black out. whether it was from the alcohol or the absolutely insane feeling of hundreds of pin sized gooey strings pumping along his length, he didn't know.
throughout the continuous pressure around dick, venom remained in his normal physical form, with eddies shoulder acting as a neck to connect his slick, glistening head to. with heavy eyelids opening and closing, eddie could only catch small glimpses of venoms odd appearance. initially appearing stoic, eddie realized venoms eyes were still fixated on that of his host, lips pursed shut and only curling slightly upon hearing the satisfied comments from his other. "you're-you're doing so good, vee" he was nearly weeping. the expression he wore was so strange for eddie, but before he could fully comprehend the significance of this detail his head jerked back sharply.

eddies eyes were rolling back into his skull, mouth forming an 'o' shape. "f—fuck, vee—"

"not vee, it's venom, loser" they commanded.

eddie sighed. "you're gonna start that now? when you're wrapped around my dick?" he spoke fluidly. venoms hold around his member tightened. "ok, ok. loser eddie, loser eddie is fine, just keep going, p—please..." the man begged.

the further narrowing of venoms grip on eddies dick rendered his bitching even more irrelevant. the drained and utterly exhausted man was reaching his climax, each pump making his breath hitch. slowly, he began to feel individual tendrils piercing into his cock. in addition to this unaccustomed sensation, the friction of his length against his jeans was becoming more and more unbearable. "oh, shit, venom. keep going, please. fuck—venom" eddie screamed.

he no longer had the energy to white-knuckle the sofa, and instead decided to rest against the makeshift neck-extension vee had created. his vision was a mess of black and white spots, eyes clouding with the milky white presence of venom. the intense feeling of hot, slippery tentacles persisted in enveloping his dick and tugging at it at an alarming speed. if it wasn't for eddies utter trust in venom, he'd most definitely be worried that his dick was gonna fall off. with consciousness very quickly waning away, eddie couldn't be bothered with those meaningless concerns and instead focused on venom continuously compelling him to bust. "im gonna c—come—" eddie whimpered. with one final tug at eddies cock, he came within his tight denim jeans.

eddie felt like he might be in a state of shock and presumed the inevitability of a blackout would creep up on him soon. before his eyes would flutter shut for the remainder of the night, his sensitive member would twitch one last time as each extension of his symbiotic other retreated from within his flesh.

"good for eddie?" venom cooed into his ear.

"very good, baby." venom liked the sound of 'baby'.

[i hope y'all enjoyed this i worked HARD]