Wrapped In You [mpreg|sequel]

xv

Abel moans as warm hands roam over his body, sharp nails dragging down his sensitive skin.  He whimpers when a slithering tentacle prevents his orgasms as it wraps around his weeping cock while deadly teeth gnaw at his neck, right beside the rubbing of the collar.

Something about it excites him and he cries out, begs Carnage to let him come as the symbiote fucks him hard and deep.

Carnage tsks and pulls back to admire his work.  Small purple bruises litter Abel's neck and red angry welts appear on the expanse of his back.  Carnage smiles, pleased of the mess he's made as he thrusts into Abel's stretched little hole.  His eyes glued to the sight of his thick cock disappearing into Abel's wrecked little body.

He drapes himself over Abel and whispers in the boy's ear with a raspy voice, "come for me, Abel.  I know you can come for me."

Abel shakes his head.

He can't, the pressure is too much but the tentacle around his erection does let up.

"Spill for me," Carnage orders.

Abel shudders, tears prickling his eyes and running down his cheeks as he spills his cum on the bed sheets.  He slumps forward, but Carnage doesn't let him fall.  Not on the messy sheets, not ever.

He licks the shell of the boy's ear and stills inside him as he orgasms as well.  Thick ropes of cum filling his host.

Abel groans, choking on a soft, "Oh God."

His belly filling with Carnage.  So, so full.

Carnage grins and pulls the boy back, making him sit on his lap, on his still achingly hard cock.

He's been insatiable, hungry, starving.  So, fucking hungry and nothing they eat helps.

But Abel is enough.  Eating him, drinking from him, is enough to calm the pangs.

Abel gasps, soon enough that wet tongue is curling around his softening cock, stroking him until he comes again.

He whimpers, hand gently pushing Carnage's face away as the symbiote continues his ministrations.

"No more," he begs, oversensitive from being toyed with.

He thinks he's going to break.

Carnage doesn't stop, not until Abel orgasms one last time, but nothing comes out.

Abel is left trembling from the overwhelming pleasure, completely spent and Carnage can't help but smile.

Carefully, slowly, he pulls out of Abel and watches almost in disappointment as his pearly semen dribbles from Abel's stretched rosy hole.

Carnage can't help but taste and that brings a little yelp of surprise from Abel's swollen lips.

"No more, C, please," Abel whimpers.

Carnage stuffs a tentacle into Abel's abused body, stopping his seed from spilling.

Abel sighs, wiggling his bum, getting Carnage even deeper.

"Needy," Carnage muses.

"You made me like this," Abel argues, voice soft and hoarse.

"Me?" The symbiote asks nonchalantly, pulling the boy close and burying his face in the soft skin.

"Yes," Abel nods, humming, "you."

Carnage grins, Abel knows the symbiote is pleased with himself.  He rolls his eyes.  But his focus shifts as his fingers gently reach up to feel the edge of his, of their, collar.

It's been a week and he hasn't used it.  There hasn't been a reason to.  Carnage hasn't hunted anyone despite the hunger that no amount of chocolate can sate, and he hasn't lashed out.

Abel sighs, eyes fluttering closed.

"Sleep," Carnage coos, cuddling against the human.

Abel nods, "stay."

Carnage snorts, as if he'll go anywhere else.