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A/N: Venom/Eddie Brock x F!Reader. Smut. Rough(ish). Overstimulation. Triple Penetration. Two D's in da V if you know you know. HELP.

“You look like shit,” you remark dryly as you drop your duffel bag on the floor.

Eddie’s head shoots up. There are purpling half-moons beneath his eyes. His thick hair is greasy and the apartment is a mess - well messier than usual. But when he sees you, his lips peel apart into a startled grin. “You’re back,” he croons - warm and sweet and slightly relieved. You frown, stepping toward him, and his gaze darts to the swing of your hips - the patch of flesh bare beneath your shirt. You stand between his knees and cradle his face - thumb digging into his cheekbone.

You’re not hesitant with him - never gentle. He likes that. Venom likes that.

“What’s the matter? I was gone like three days.”

“Six,” he grunts as his hands fly to your waist and then your ass where he’s already gripping with a frantic sort of need.

“I was gone three days, Eduardo,” you correct - combing your fingers through the matted tangle of his hair. He smells like sweat and old shoes. Ew.

“Felt like six,” he mutters as he rubs his cheek against your stomach - under the swell of your tits. Feeling. Feeling. Feeling. “Venom - Venom - wouldn’t shut the fuck up. He needs you - fucking - fucking sex addict symbiote.”

A laugh bursts from your mouth before you try to smother it by biting your lip. Eddie angles his face up - his eyes narrowed to slits. “Seriously - babe - you can’t leave again like that. You - you know actually we’re gonna come with you next time.”

“Mmm yeah, S.W.O.R.D. would fucking love that.”

“Venom says we can be your therapy pet.”

“I feel like I’d be Venom’s therapy pet if he can’t go three days without fucking me?” There are those telltale tendrils that are slowly wrapping around your ankle - slipping over your thigh and ass. “Plus - Venom isn’t a pet, Brock.”

And then they tighten possessively - pleased with your answer.

“Venom’s words,” he replies - pressing a kiss to your belly. “Not mine.”

“Welllll,” you say - breath hitching as Eddie yanks at the button of your jeans - as Venom’s smooth tentacles begin to slip behind the denim - teasing you - prodding you - slick with promise.

“Welllll,” Eddie parrots as he drags his tongue up your bare stomach - rucking your bra down to latch to your nipple.

“Well...fuck me then,” you gasp - arching into him. “If - if you’re both that fucking needy.”

It’s a challenge - a mean little nudge. Eddie scrapes his teeth over the tender bud of your breast and you inhale - digging your nails into his scalp. “You’re gonna regret that,” he warns as his eyes burn white.

***

“Jesus Fuck,” you sob as you cling to the reinforced railing of your headboard.

“Spread your legs wider,” Venom growls - his voice syrupy and guttural as he transforms himself within Eddie. They break apart and come together as one and then two and you don’t know how, but both of their cocks are stuffed into your cunt and it’s a stretch. It’s obscene - the slick sounds of your body taking both of them - the snap of hips and the bed creaking beneath you - the fluff of your pillow exploding as Venom bites into one - as nails pierce and that’ll be another mattress - another trip to Home Depot to repair the wall - but who can fucking care?

Venom’s tongue trails heavy across your spine before he curls it around your hip and then lower - slower - before he pushes it through your folds and against your clit - right where you are stretched around them. “Shall we be nice?” Venom taunts. “Shall we touch you there?”

You wail like something broken. You’re soaked in sweat and your muscles are straining and it’s Eddie’s hands that stroke down your back - wrap around your chin as he tries to play mediator. “Now who’s the needy one?” Venom grunts - smug as ever.

Eddie hushes you, smoothing your hair back as his hips or Venom’s roll against your ass. “Always the sweet one, Eddie,” Venom snaps. “Always too easy on our precious toy.”

You stiffen - shooting Eddie and Venom a poisonous glare. It’s Venom for a moment before he blanches and shudders into Eddie. “I’m not a toy.”

“Really?” Eddie snaps. “Too scared to face her?”

You grin before Eddie draws his cock all the way out and then punches forward. You drop your head into your pillows - moaning. Okay - you’d be their fucktoy. What the fuck ever.

There’s something poking at your ass - in between the cheeks and oh - oh okay - we are going there, but then there’s another nudge underneath Eddie’s cock - the thick wet length of Venom burying deep and spreading you impossibly wide as your body swallows them.

“Guess he wanted back in?” you manage to huff out before both Eddie and Venom crack their hands across each cheek of your ass. It hurts - sharp and burning until Venom laves his tongue across your skin and the throbbing slides to pleasure.

“Venom is lying by the way,” Eddie says as he nips your throat. “He’s just as sweet - wanted to collect a pile of heads for you as a welcome - shit fuck you’re tight baby - as a welcome home gift.”

You try to say something - form something with your mouth, but a broken, pathetic noise erupts from your chest as you struggle to stay upright. You’re getting fucked in both holes - including two in one - and then there’s Venom’s tongue flicking across the crest of your sex as their cocks scrape and grind to the hilt - snapping against a very sensitive patch deep in your cunt. Your lower muscles spasm - your pussy contracting around them and it’s Venom who growls in your ear - yes yes yes little lamb - cum just for us while we ruin that wet pretty - delicious -

“FUCK,” you scream as your climax shutters through your body - it snakes through your veins and slams through your system and you go fucking boneless.

Eddie grabs one of your pillows and forces it under you while Venom’s claws fall around your hips as he yanks you ass-up so they can finish. Your thighs are shivering and there is the unmistakable drip of Venom’s saliva sliding down your lower back and into the crack of your ass. You feel the swell of Eddie’s cock - the tip breaching your aching, raw cunt and then there is the second pressure of Venom’s that makes you jerk.

“Too much?” Eddie asks - petting your back. “We can stop?”

What?!

She’s tired.

She’s all plump and happy with her fourth orgasm. She’s happy happy - right, little bug?

You are. You’re sated and exhausted and the sheer panic in Venom’s voice is making you giggle. You wiggle and shove back against him. “Mmm-fine,” you slur as you rest your cheek into your torn pillow.

“See!”

“Alright - alright - shut up.”

Venom’s tongue is back somewhere near where your cunt is wrapped around them. He’s speaking quietly to Eddie - stroking you everywhere at once - juicy, sweet girl - look how good you are for us -

Sometimes you think Venom actually might devour you. There are nights where he takes over Eddie entirely - where you let him release himself in all the ways he desires. He’ll keep you tied to your bed - his tongue inside you - his teeth sharp and scraping over your flesh and he goes all soft for it because you are the only other person who accepts him so fully next to Brock. It is a continuous hunger for him - not just sex, but affection - intimacy.

You feel them both inside you - intertwined and knotted deep. Your body swells with it - accepts them so easily - like you were made for them. Your ass bucks against their pelvis - your core trembling - cramping - impossibly one more time as they thrust into you - each snap of their hips punctuated with the drop of their filthy words: Again? Yes. Yes. Come again on us - all over us - our sweet sweet doll.

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A/N: Eddie Brock x F!Reader x Venom. Symbiote Sex. Threesome. Feelings. Size kink. Major stretching involved. Buzzed sex, but they know what's up. I wrote this in an hour instead of showering for an event I have because I have no self control. ANY WAY - hope you enjoy:

It’s the day of Anne’s wedding.

Scratch that - it’s now the night of Anne's wedding.

There are tea lights and glistening silver pails of champagne and the band’s music clashes and folds in the vast ballroom. Anne is beautiful in silk and cream and no frills as you expected. She squeezes you tightly when you hug her - her waxy plum mouth in your ear whispering: thank you.

You accept it even though it seems weird. Like Eddie is some sort of charity case or is right on the edge of a nervous breakdown. Whatever.

You eat too many of the passed hors d'oeuvres. Too much blue cheese and figs and overly-salted prosciutto. Poached shrimp and mini grilled cheeses with gruyere. You don’t really care since you’re just here as emotional support. You’re like a therapy dog - a pet that Eddie can stroke at when he starts to get itchy.

“Weddings aren’t my thing.”

“Please. I - I just need you there.”

“Fine.”

You think he’s handling it all relatively well. You really do.

He makes it through the ceremony and the first course, but then his eyes go all glassy and he keeps missing his fork on the table. It’s Venom who finally prods your ankle under your dress. The silent let’s go -

You snatch his hand - thumb sweeping over the warm skin. He lifts his head and when he meets your gaze, you inhale sharply. He’s got this hangdog expression - defeated. There is a distinct sadness to Eddie. He carries it with him - attempts to layer it beneath his own sarcasm and resignation. You feel bad for him despite the fact that so many of his regrets are due to his own behavior.

He’s trying though. He is.

“Wanna get out of here?” you ask even though you really want to try the cake.

His lips twitch in relief.

***

They’re staying at this cabin up in the Redwoods that isn’t too far from the venue. The air is sweet here - clean and herbal. Eddie gives you his coat as you try to maneuver your four-inch heels through the soil. They keep getting caught - sinking deep.

“Fuck,” you hiss as you try and gather the folds of your velvet gown. Eddie’s got his arms full of the ice cream that you demanded they pick up on the way back.

“If I don’t get cake then I’m getting something,” you declared as you parked at the off-road gas station.

“We don’t have a freezer,” he reminded. His voice was all thin and wispy like he was struggling to speak. “It’ll melt if you don’t finish it.”

You gave him a pointed look. “You’re literally harboring a symbiote that could eat an entire Baskin Robbins in five minutes.”

“Fair,” he relented. There was the tiniest pull of a smile. You were ready to pat yourself on the back for that.

They needed more though. Big ass guns.

You glided over to the cash register and asked for their top shelf whiskey. The pock-marked employee raised his eyebrow in a perplexed fashion, before grabbing what had to be an ancient bottle of Jack Daniels. You blew off the dust and presented it to Eddie proudly.

This time he grinned wide enough to show his teeth. A win.

“Just take your shoes off,” Eddie calls from the porch.

“The ground is cold,” you yell back at him. “Slippery. Bugs.”

“Christ,” he grumbles before he drops the bag of treats and strides over to you. He grabs you hard under your ass and lifts you clean off your feet before swinging you over his shoulder. It has to be all Venom - you doubt Eddie has the ability to pick you up with such relative ease.

Your head knocks against his ass and you squeak - slamming your fist into his lower back. He grunts. “Watch it.”

“I’m gonna throw up bacon-wrapped dates on you.”

“Just try it.”

***

They change into sweats. He’s shirtless and you’re in a sports bra because the space heater is making the walls expand and groan with hot air. You think Eddie broke it. He just won’t admit it.

“I can’t sleep unless it’s sixty-seven degrees,” You pop the top on the pint of mint chocolate chip. “I’ll die.”

He plops on the mattress making you bounce. “You’ll live.”

Eddie said he’d sleep on the floor, but you genuinely don’t give a shit. It’s not like they haven’t been in close quarters. They work together to a degree and Eddie has just come to like you and you’ve come to like Venom and then in turn come to like Eddie. It’s a whole thing.

“Let’s get drunk,” he says in between slick bites of rocky road.

***

Eddie and you are still on the bed and the lights have gone all blurry. It’s two in the morning. Venom has finally popped out of Eddie’s shoulder - adding colorful commentary to their conversation.

“Did you really meet Wolverine?” Eddie asks.

“Yep,” You screw your eyes shut before taking another swig from the ancient bottle of whiskey. “He was kind of a dick.”

“As are most mutants,” Venom adds sagely before giving you a direct look that means feed me. You laugh as you spoon melted ice cream into his jaws.

Things slow down after a bit - the pace goes to syrup or molasses or smoke. Eddie touches you more - stares at you more. Finally you ask him how he is - if he’s okay.

“Yeah,” he shrugs. “It - it was just a little too much. It was like the end of a life for me. I just - that could have been me, you know? The whole family thing - the - it just was weird.”

He’s making no sense and yet he is. You nod - offering him the bottle.

“She was not the one for us,” Venom declares.

“Since when did you decide that?” Eddie snaps bitterly. “You were the one desperate to get back with her.”

“I am competitive,” he states. “And Dan is a skinny worm-man who should not have beaten us.” He pauses. “But things have changed.”

Eddie rolls his eyes while Venom’s floating head stares at you like a creepy little phantom.

***

You’re both pretty buzzed and exhaustion has crept over you - sunk into your bones and skin. Eddie blinks slowly before he leans forward. “You’re too good to me,” he confesses against your ear - his nose dragging up the soft skin of your cheek. Out of reflex - you catch at his arms - curling your fingers around the curve of his biceps. He runs so feverish - all that liquid alien thrumming through his blood. “So sweet. Always - always nice.”

You cling to him - eyes wide as your mouth parts. The orange light from the cabin’s cheap lamps fall across his face - the shadow of his stubble - the fruit-ripe swell of his lower lip. His lashes are long and girlish and he is so handsome that you forget yourself. You can feel Venom pumping inside him - his voice melting into you: sweet sweet sweet

“Can -,” he shuts his mouth before he opens it again - his brow creasing. “Can we-”

He just leaves it hanging - leaves those words to roll off the edge. Can we what? Sleep. Fuck. Kiss. Swallow each other until we can’t breathe - until we choke on the parts of us that can’t be fixed. Eddie is sad, but so are you, right?

Don’t you have all those missing pieces - those fragments? You’re lonely like him - it’s why you agreed to come. It’s why Venom likes to twist that proverbial knife even though he doesn’t necessarily know he’s being rude: why would you not spend time with us? Don’t you spend all your nights with your cats and your tv shows about murder?

And really what was wrong with that? Nothing. But Eddie was Eddie and you hadn’t had anyone in a long long time. Too much work had left you desperate for sleep and now you were desperate for something else.

“Can we-”

You lean forward just enough to give your consent and Eddie’s blue eyes expand to the deepest trench of black before he grips the hinge of your jaw and crushes his lips to yours.

***

It’s overwhelming, of course. It is not just Eddie, but Venom. The power in it - the many, many limbs that he creates to please you.

It’s not rough though. It’s not rushed. It’s raw and intimate and the tiniest bit sad because it wasn’t your wedding day, after all.

Eddie is there - bearing his weight above you - dropping his head to capture your lips in an insistent kiss. His tongue is hot and drags against yours - his hips snap between your spread thighs as he fucks you at an even pace. Then there is Venom who helps him unravel - who touches every part of you frantically - he buries himself inside you with Eddie. He suckles and rubs at the peak of your sex - right above the wet, stretched flesh of your cunt taking him - them. He must be pressing inside Eddie, too because you can feel it.

Each spear of Eddie’s cock knocks you up the bed - punches pleasure up to your lungs and throat and the muscle of your heart until everything balloons and shivers. He pants with it - his lashes fluttering - his lips opening over yours as he gasps against your tongue. He breathes behind your teeth - the hot rush of uh uh uh and the slip of sugar and chocolate cream and whiskey. You fist at his hair before sliding your touch down the firm muscles of his back. You reach his ass and when you move towards the center of him, you crash up against the ridge and thick of Venom.

It’s as if they are this wild nest of veins or mating snakes. A ball. A tornado. A hurricane. They are interconnected in every sense of the word. Venom cradles your hips in such a way that he can angle you up so Eddie can sink down inside you - the head of his cock pushing up against something fleshy and sweet at the end of your body. Venom is in his ear and yours - telling and confessing in that guttural, echoing voice he has: beautiful - delicious - soft soft soft - Eddie and I will be so good to you - does that feel nice - does that feel lovely -

Every statement burns like a promise - like you have unwittingly agreed to become their third and maybe you have. You are with them - you understand them - you have enfolded yourself into the fabric of their relationship.

He - they - pin you to the mattress. The headboard creaks and threatens to break. At some point - Eddie becomes Venom and it’s his heaving black shoulders - liquid shiny skin - and apple-red tongue twisting between your legs and up inside you. The texture of its muscle scraping along the sensitive skin of your thighs - lapping at Eddie’s seed and your release until you cry for him - until you nearly break your fingers as you curl them into the scratchy sheets.

He doesn’t let up of course. He bends you in half - hitching your legs up over his enormous shoulders - rubbing against his sharp jaw. There’s the bright flash of his too sharp teeth and all that drool and still - his breath is all Eddie’s - all rocky road and liquor and your own salt.

“We could eat you for days,” he rumbles and you are almost blind with pleasure - with your four orgasms coursing through the slip of your body. The aftermath of their sex - spilling like rivers between them and it’s only dawn. It’s only pink-red grapefruit sky that filters through the blinds and bounces off Venom’s oil-spill skin. He climbs over you - framing your face with his too big arms - bearing his weight much like Eddie had the first time he fucked you.

“Does Eddie see this?” you whisper - torn up from screaming - moaning. “Does he feel this?” You reach down to wrap your hand around the cock hanging between Venom’s muscular thighs. It’s huge - not so much that you can’t handle it, but it will stretch you - it will make you suffer a little. You know that if it’s too big, he will fix it - he will change it for you - for you.

“Yes,” Venom growls - eyes shutting. He purrs as you pump him slowly - revealing the bulbous head on each downstroke. “He feels this - he sees you -”

You guide him in - slow and steady.

“Lift your hips, little one,” Venom urges - hunger in his tone - impatience. “I will be safe - gentle - please -”

You do as he says and you’re cunt is already puffy and drenched from hours of Eddie and Venom. You could not be wetter and when the head of Venom’s cock catches at your opening, you freeze - a bit nervous.

“Relax, tiny girl,” he croons as his tongue finds your clit. “Relax so I can feel you.”

He pushes inside an inch and you blossom around him - your muscles accommodating the thick of his length. You pant - chest heaving - eyes wide and it’s only pressure. There is no pain - just a massive heaviness read to undo you. He draws back before nudging further and it becomes a dance - a tease as he breaches you in phases. You cling to his wrists as he moves steadily - as his cock shears wild heat inside your core. You’re clenching - convulsing - your lower belly burning with it.

Finally - he buries himself to the hilt and it is overwhelming. You are impaled on him - pinned to this bed and sinking into the mattress. He has a hand under your thigh that he lifts as he moves inside you in short, quick thrusts. They’re grinds really - just stilted jerks because he does not want to rip you apart.

“You can - you can go all the way,” you murmur. He blinks and you see flashes of Eddie - pieces of him caught up in the shiny slippery fragments of Venom. The symbiote eases himself out nearly all the way before snapping forward and oh oh - you don’t even scream - just grunt like some feral thing and then he really fucks you.

You split apart - convulse and spasm as he wrenches climax after climax from you. Surely - you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. You won’t be able to sit. It’s so much and yet you tip your head back and plead: more.

***

By later afternoon, you wake up next to Eddie. You’re sticky everywhere. The air is dusted in their sex. There’s salt and sweat and when you peel your legs apart, there’s evidence all over.

You are so sore that it leaves your muscles heavy and sagging. Your bones feel too thin and everything is swollen and chafed. Your throat cracks.

Eddie is staring at the ceiling. He gives you a sidelong glance. He’s got the evidence of your teeth decorating his golden skin - a purpling hickey on his throat. The room is fucked. There’s a crack in the headboard - the sheets are no longer on the bed and thrown over the television. Through the doorway, you can see your lacy black bra hanging off the shower curtain.

Eddie stirs next to you.

“What’s wrong?” you finally ask because he’s freaking you out.

He inhales - his chest steadily rising before he releases his breath.

“That - that wasn’t weird for you?”

You drag your hand over your brow - rubbing at the skin furiously to stave off your headache. “Huh?”

“The - last night -,” he stammers.

“And this morning?” you add dryly - your lips twitching.

He tries to laugh, but it comes out choked. He shoves a hand through his hair.

“I-I would totally get if it was too much - if it was too freaky -”

You scoot your body close to his and press your palm to his mouth to shut him up. You lift yourself a little so you can hover over him - eyes absorbing the beauty of his face - his stunned features - in the glossy orange light of Four PM in California.

“Nah,” you murmur. “Let’s do it again.”

There. A wave of relief breaks across his pained expression.

He catches your hand when you pull it away - presses those pouty lips to your fingertips one by one by one. “Good thing I got late checkout,” he grins through the thin of your palm.

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WE'RE GONNA CATCH YOU / Eddie Brock/Venom X Reader

Words: 1,8K

Summary: you’re being kidnapped by some outlaws. Venom finds a way to get you back.

A/N: thanks to @thepaperpanda for hosting this writing challenge, I hope you’ll enjoy my writing though it sucks.

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Uncle Venom || Eddie Brock x Reader

|| Part II ||

Summary: Reader turns out to be pregnant. A huge change is nearing for both her and Eddie. What Venom will say about it?

Warnings: none

Words: 2666

Authors: Cass & Rouge

You felt like you had the most terrible hangover all the time. You were nauseous and liable to vomit at the slightest provocation. You couldn't even fill up your car with petrol without the fumes making you wretch and heave. And it lasted all damn day. How could anything so natural feel so bad? It was worse than gastric flu, at least with the flu you knew it would be over in a few days. This could go on for another seven months.

"Goddamn," you cursed as soon as you crossed the threshold of Eddie's flat, holding shopping bags in both of your hands. You put them on the floor and closed the door behind you.

The most stressing thing was still ahead - you had to inform Eddie.

Eddie was doing something in the kitchen with Venom looking over his shoulder. "Pal, I swear. If you won't stop drolling on the cake butter, you’ll eat it raw," man muttered before looking over his shoulder to spot you. "Y/N, finally, I was getting worried!," Eddie said and walked to you despite Venom's whining.

"No, no, don't leave that tasty cake, Eddie, you fucker!," Venom whined sadly but his face lit up as soon as he spotted you. "Y/N, my saviour has come!"

You smiled gently and stroked Venom's head. "Hello, boys. Eddie," you looked at your boyfriend. "Listen, after dinner we have to talk, okay?"

Eddie wrapped his arm around you and hugged you gently before taking the bag from you, he watched Venom eagerly dived into it to look after something for him. Letting out an annoyed sigh, Eddie looked at you with a worried gaze. "Is everything allright, sweetheart?"

"Later. I'm hungry," you smiled his question away and poked Venom's head. "Pal, I bought you your favourite chocolate bars with nuts."

Venom made huge, puppy eyes and licked his face with his long tongue. "Y/N is a queen, see that, Eddie? Take an example from her, she treats me like a real family member."

Eddie looked at Venom even more annoyed. "Just because you are nice to her. You are a dick for me so I treat you equally and you eat the cake raw,”he said and his attention returned to you. "Y/N, you are sure it can wait? You made me really worried now."

"I am," you growled at him, waving your hands angrily. "Unpack this bags and I'll put the cake into the oven, Jesus. I asked you to do it and it's fucking too much for you? Oh, great! Have you seen how our kitchen looks like?! Has any tornado came through it?," You yelled helplessly as soon as you spotted the mess in the kitchen.

Venom and Eddie both looked at you in shock because of your sudden outburst. "This... can't be normal," Eddie muttered looking at Venom until he realized that symbiot is just looking at the cake form with his tongue stuck out. "You don't even listen to me, parasite!,” He growled at Venom.

Venom stiffened and straighten his form, towering over man, looking down at Eddie. "Don't call me parasite, you pussy. You ain't any better. You just pissed Y/N off. I told you to clean!"

You raised hand to silent them both. "I go lay down, my head is spinning around. I need a moment of silence, I need to gather my thoughts. You two, clean the kitchen, unpack the bags and prepare dinner. And no, Eddie, I won't be eating Chinese food again," you gave him a look before you left to the bedroom.

"You little!," Eddie was ready to grab Venom in the attempt of chocking him but he immediately reacted to your hand. He listened to you, nodding his head. When you disappeared in the bedroom, Eddie looked at Venom. "You lick off the leftovers and I wash the plates, deal?"

Venom frowned his forehead. "Do we really look like a vaccum cleaner?," He snorted but after this he started to licking food from the counter with his tongue. "Mmm, delicious."

"Now you look like a vacuum cleaner, V,” Eddie said, shaking his head.

Eddie started to work hard to clean the whole kitchen and to wash all the dishes. Later he took upon himself to prepare your favorite meal.

When the meal was ready, Eddie prepared the table at walked to you. He knocked on the door. "Y/N? Sweetheart? Dinner is ready and it's not the Chinese food."

You came to the kitchen after few minutes, yawning, with your hair pinned in a bun. "Wow, I wasn't expecting something like this," you clapped hands and took cutlery in your hands.

Meal tasted delicious and you couldn't get over the rice Eddie has prepared, it was perfect.

Eddie and Venom ate with you, Eddie shyly looked at you. "I hope you like it... I though it will be better than Chinese food," he said quietly, giving Venom big piece of chicken meat.

Venom tried his best to stop himself from eating like a monster. He formed a hand and grabbed piece of meat, taking little bites of it, looking shyly at you.

You thanked Eddie and went to brush your teeth.

When finally you got back, you asked Brock to the living room. You took a place on the couch, crossing legs and looking at him, you let out a deep sigh of concern. "Listen, Eddie. Soon our lives is going to change."

When you were gone Eddie went to quickly clean the dishes again before he went to living room as you asked. Eddie looked at you completely puzzled. "Our lives are going to change. Are you leaving me?," He asked shocked.

You rolled your eyes. "If you'll still be behaving like a pussy, I'll consider such a possibility," he grunted.

Venom couldn't help but giggled loudly, until he spotted angry glance of his host.

Eddie frowned. "You know! After today I wouldn't mind it! I have enough of Venom calling me names and treating me like a piece of trash. I don't need to listen such a things fromthe woman I love,”he growled getting up from his seat, pointing on you. "So stop acting like you would be on your fucking period."

"I'm fucking pregnant!," You yelled at him, also getting up.

Venom blinked and hid behind Eddie's shoulder.

Eddie blinked just as Venom did. "Wait... Wait, you are what?!"

“Fucking pregnant!," You growled. "What means you'll be a father."

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!," Eddie yelled and suddenly picked you up only to spin you around. "This is the best news ever, Y/N!"

"Eddie, stop spinning around, we'll vomit," Venom warned.

"Shut up, next time eat less," Eddie said setting you back on the floor only to hug you tightly. "Do you realize you made me the happiest man with parasite in the entire world?!"

You smiled at him softly and stroked his cheek briefly. "I happen to know."

He hugged you tightly, placing his hand on your belly. "My God, look at it, Venom. There is a new life growing,” Eddie said proudly but quickly he started to panic. "But we need so many stuff."

But Venom didn't look happy at all. He observed you for awhile with interest but soon he turned his head away.

"V? What's wrong?," Eddie asked looking confiused.

Venom didn't respond to man's question, he disconnected himself from Eddie and crawled aside, sitting in front of the window.

Eddie looked at Venom and back at you, then he walked to the window. "Hey, what's wrong, pal? Talk to us."

Venom formed head and looked at Eddie, then turned around to face you.

"What's wrong with you, V?," You asked as you sat in the floor next to the symbiote.

Eddie joined you soon and nodded his head. "Exactly, buddy. You can talk to us, you know that."

"Eddie?," Venom looked at his host. "Is Y/N going to die if the new life is in her?"

"No, of course not. The baby will grow inside her belly and then it will come out. They both will be happy and alive, and healthy," Eddie explained and looked at you. "I feel like we would be talking with our firstborn."

Venom looked at man sadly.

You also glared at your boyfriend angrily, frowning.You offered hand to symbiote. "He is our firstborn of some kind," you said quietly.

Venom looked at you, his white eyes widened, symbiote instinctively nuzzled to your hand.

"Sure he is, now come back here, buddy. You don't need to be worried about anything, both of us will be here... well, three of us, soon," Eddie corrected himself with a short laugh.

"Yeah, funny, Edward," symbiote snapped. "When this little alien will be born, you'll kick me out because you won't be needing me anymore. I'll end up in some dirty drain, all alone... Hungry...," Symbiote started shaking all over its form.

Eddie rolled his eyes and picked Venom up, he set him on his shoulder and started to scratch his head. "Such a stupid thing will never, ever happen, V. You are part of our little family and child will never change it. We will always keep you happy and well-fed."

"Yea! We won't be Y/N's favourite parasite anymore! You'll be focused on your child!," Symbiote was whimpering.

You got up and walked to Eddie, stroking Venom's head as well. "V, how do you think, will we be able to prepare everything on our own? Without such a great planner like you?," You asked.

"Y/N is right. No one makes plans as good as you and child requires a lot of planning, buddy,” Eddie said shrugging. "There is really no need to whimper."

"Okay, okay," Venom agreed. But suddenly he frowned again. "Eddie, may I ask you something?"

"Yes, always,”man nodded.

"Are children tasty?"

Eddie blinked. "No, they aren't! You can't eat them!"

"But if they're chubby and pink, they have to be tasty!"

Eddie just facepalmed and looked at you. "Will you help me with that?"

"V, children are little sentient beings that cannot be eaten," you explained with firm face.

Symbiote nodded at your words, accepting them fully. "Of course, Y/N, whatever you say."

"Sure, you listen to her,” Eddie rolled his eyes. "This isn't fair."

"We listen to the only person with balls here," Venom stack his huge tongue out and licked Eddie's face. "But we love you still."

"I love you too, V,” Eddie shook his head, petting Venom's head.

___few months later___ With each contraction came a pain that dominated yours entire being. In those moments, for those seconds that stretched into infinity, there was nothing else. You could hear screaming from other rooms, yet you made no sound at all. When the pain passed it was only for a minute or so and you breathed with closed eyes, unwilling to re-engage with life outside of your own body. The room might as well have been empty for all the awareness you had, and when they did talk, touch, gain your attention you found it so hard. To reply you had to find yourself from the deepest recess of your own mind and drag yourself forward, to use your voice, open your eyes. The midwife was telling you that is was time, time to push. With a guttural grunt you did so and was told to stop, one was enough. You felt the baby crowning, the hot stretching of flesh and held your breath. Without any further effort the baby slid into the hands of the midwife. There was elation, a girl at last, and in seconds she was there, little being rooting for a mother and it all was accompanied by loud cry.

Eddie was walking in a circle on the hallway, nervously biting on his finger. "V... I will go crazy. THIS IS CRAZY! What if she will die!? I WON'T BE ALBE TO RAISE A CHILD ALONE!,” Eddie whimpered stepping into a total panic state.

"Months ago you were assuring us that Y/N is not going to die and now you mention death?," Venom snarled.

"I am just panicking! It takes so long and I miss her!," Eddie said, flopping on the chair. "I want to already see her and the baby."

"We want it too!," Venom nodded his head.

Midwife came out of the labour room. "Mr Brock?," She said loudly holding papers in hands.

Eddie immediately jumped off his seat and walked to the woman. "Yes, yes! That's me! Is she allright?! Is baby allright?! Are they both healthy?! May I see them?!"

"Your girlfriend feels exhausted but she's stable. And I'm happy to tell you that you're the father of a beautiful, little girl," woman said with a smile. "Now we will take miss Y/N at the gynecology ward, there you'll be able to visit her, don't forget she went through a lot and she needs rest," she reminded Eddie before going back to her work.

Eddie looked at Venom with a smile. "Did you hear that!? Our ladies made it!"

"So we have Y/N and little Y/N as well?," Symbiote whispered into man's ear, hiding beneath his hoodie.

Eddie nodded. "You can say that. You see, human kids are a combination of both parents. So there is part of me and part of her in this bbab," he explained as he walked to get to the right ward. "The child will also get her own name. Will you help us with that?"

"Can't we name the kid Venomella? It would suit," symbiote suggested. Venom considered Eddie's words. "So you want to tell us the kid will be, in some way, such a pussy like you?"

"One more word and I will leave you here alone," Eddie warned. "And about this name, we will ask Y/N what she thinks about it."

After few minutes Eddie got to right ward. He slowly walked into your room and smiled, looking at you.

You were laying on the bed, eyes closed, steady breathing. And on your chest was laying little baby wrapped in a blanket, your arm was holding the bundle tightly.

"Is it her?," Venom asked forming his full head.

Eddie nodded. "Yes, it's her," he whispered before kissing your forehead. Grabbing a chair, Eddie sat down next to your bed. "Say hi to new member of the family, V."

Venom tilted his head and peeked into the blanket. There was a tiny, pink body, shivering at the slightest touch. "Hi, we're Venom and we'll protect you," Venom said.

You opened your eyes and looked at Eddie. "Hi, love."

"Hey there, sweetheart. How do you feel?," Eddie asked, keeping eye on Venom. "Venom came up with a name for our baby girl but I don't know if you will like it."

"Mmmm?," You asked sleepily.

"What would you say to Venomella?," Eddie asked with a smile.

“Sorry, Venom but this sucks," you let out a brief giggle. "We'll figure it out when we all will be back home."

Eddie laughed. "You see? I was right Venom, so? Do you like your little sister?," Brock asked before kissing your cheek. "I need to say, I am proud of you."

You smiled at him and closed eyes. "I'm tired," you whispered.

Venom sniffed onto little kid you were holding in your arms.

"I know but you can rest now, you really need it," Eddie said then looked at Venom. "Why do you sniff her?"

"Her scent is reassuring," symbiote said and disconnected with Eddie only to wrap his form around the sleeping girl. "We protect."

Eddie looked at you. "You okay with that? I can leave him with you and go grab you something to drink or eat."

But you didn't reply. You fell asleep pretty quickly due to exhaust.

Your baby girl was also slepping.

Venom closed his eyes as well yet he opened one for a second.

"Go get her flowers and chocolates, women like it," he adviced. "We'll protect our girls. We all are Venom.”

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Uncle Venom II || Eddie Brock x Reader

|| Part I ||

Summary: Venom and Eddie have an important talk during one of sleepless nights.

Warnings: fluff

Words: 891

Authors: Cass & Rouge

It was just a few weeks since the baby was born and those few weeks were hard. The little girl was crying really often and most of the time was really stubborn when it came to attempts of calming her down.

This night was no different. Everyone was sleeping sweetly, Eddie was holding you close and even Venom was calm. Until Alice’s cries killed the calm and quiet night.

Venom formed his head and poked Eddie's shoulder. "Hey, Eddie, your kiddo has woken up."

But Eddie only snored louder and cuddled you to his chest even more.

"Hey, get up and move your fucking ass, baby is crying," Venom snapped quietly in man's ear.

But Eddie was sleeping still.

Venom narrowed his forehead and disconnected himself from his host's body. Symbiote crawled off the bed and headed to child's room.

Alice was crying louder and louder, she wasn't hungry or anything like this. She was simply missing the attention of her beloved parents.

Venom shrunk and squeezed under the door. Symbiote crawled into girl's room and headed to the cradle. He climbed on it and peered down on the girl.

Girl stopped crying and looked couriously at Venom, she giggled and raised her little hands to him. It's not the first time she saw Venom, she was used to him at that point.

Symbiote shook his head. "Not this time, little monster, we won't be your plush toy," he snorted as he stack his long tongue out.

Alice looked at Venom sadly and started to cry again, even louder than before.

Eddie dragged himself into the room, rubbing his eyes. He was still half asleep. "V... what the hell are you doing? I think I told you, we don't eat kids," Eddie muttered and picked Alice up, trying to calm her down.

Venom stack his tongue at him. "Shut up, you pussy, we tried to calm that little pinky monster down. We tried to wake you up as well," Venom snorted.

"Venom, Y/N talked with you about it. NO strong language around Alice," Eddie said and sat down in the rocking chair, then he turned back to Venom. "Well then, thank you if you did. She makes us both so tired," he mummed.

Venom jumped off the cradle and crawled to Eddie, he climbed on his lap and looked at Alice who was held tightly in her father's arms. "Sorry," Venom mumbled to Eddie.

"It's fine buddy," Eddie said and patted V's head. "Just please, control yourself, even if you hate me."

Alice looked at Venom and giggled softly. "I think she likes you, V," Eddie couldn't help butp smiled.

Venom formed hands and gently tickled Alice. "She's awful. I mean at least she got her beauty from her mama, not from you."

Eddie rolled his eyes and laughed softly. "She is beautiful as Y/N or awful then? make up your mind, dude."

"She's beautiful but overall she's a human monster to us," Venom said and laid his head on Alice's chest.

"But you still like her, huh?," Eddie asked. Alice gently hugged Venom with her tiny hands and quickly calmed down.

Venom smiled and licked her face. "Yeah. Otherwise we'd have her eaten long time ago."

"If you would then you would end up alone, who knows where," Eddie said with a frown.

Alice only laughed and hugged Venom a little tighter, then she closed her eyes, making some funny noises.

Venom nuzzled to her cheek and hummed. "She's soft. We can hear her heart beating, pal. It's interesting how such a little being can come to this world."

Eddie laughed and nodded, kissing girl's forehead. "V? Can you do something for me?"

"Depends on what you want us to do."

"If something bad will ever happen. I don't know, end of the world, car accident. Protect her and Y/N first. Please? Can you do this?," He asked, looking at sleeping girl in his arms.

Venom twitched and raised head up, he looked at Eddie. "Why do you say such a things, Ed?," Venom asked curiously. "Don't talk about such things, pal. We don't like it."

"I don't like it either but it's important to me. I want to be sure that no matter what, they'll be safe and no one will take care of it better than you, V," Eddie said and gently petted symbiot's head.

Venom frowned yet nodded. "We'll be guarding them, always. Hey," symbiote looked at man. "You go to bed, sleep or fuck Y/N, whatever pleases you," Venom lowered his tone. "We'll put her to bed."

"Just be careful with her, buddy, okay?"

"Sure," Venom grunted and jumped off Eddie's lap.

Eddie laughed and handled sleeping Alice to Venom. "So I will be in bed, in any case."

He got up from the chair and slowly walked back to bedroom to join you in the bed.

Venom stretched a little and grabbed girl in his formed arms. He crawled clumsily to the cradle and put Alice there.

Girl let out few quiet, sleepy noises and nuzzled to Venom's hand.

As soon as Alice was laying in her bed, Venom slipped under blanket and put head onto girl's chest. "Good night, little human kid. You're sweet and we'll protect you. And soon, when you'll grow up, we will be Venom together. And nothing will stop us, ever."

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