threeandthirteen: oɴe pιcĸ мe υp pleαѕe ✎ send me venom ideas
threeandthirteen: oɴe pιcĸ мe υp pleαѕe ✎ send me venom ideas ship: venom x Fem!Readerwarnings: none really just saucy goo boiwords: 408original prompt: Anon: As someone who is kinda not so confident even the smallest compliment can raise it and make me happy for the rest of the day, I am really sure if Venom notices how his partner gets happy from every little compliment he would compliment anything he can think of about them, just because he likes seeing his partner happy “You are purfect~”Venom purred against your cheek. Damp, oily ebony lips peeled back with the deep reverberation of their voice echoing into your bones. Shivers shot up your spine and they felt it. “Each and…every ssssingle deliciousss inch~” Emphasis with that twisting, turning tongue snaking over their barbed teeth as the hulking alien loomed over you in the shadow of an empty San Fran alley. They had enough of your self hate during the date. When Eddie hadn’t been able to shake you of the funk- Well. Venom wasn’t Eddie now was he?Flustered you tried to advert your gaze from those vulturous white eyes staring down at you. “Venom….”“No!” They snarled with a quick thud of their muscly inhuman arm over your head. Pinned between the solid brick wall and Venom’s monstrous body, you couldn’t do anything but swallow the lump in your throat and look up at the symbiote.Exactly what they wanted as the cocky grin, or what constituted as a grin, spread over that maw and Venom brought it’s face inches from yours. Tongue flicking out as black wisps of their entity emerged from their body and began caressing over every inch of exposed skin. As well as finding some places that were less exposed.“Succulent, exquisite, pristine morsel all mine~” Each word sending a parade of goosebumps over your skin and being drug out by that menacing mouth. Intent to distract you from the evening of depression that’d lead to the symbiote to bring upon their own personal flare to raise your spirits. It was working. Nothing but blood rushing from your head to your groin. Leaving you weak kneed before the symbiote drooling over you.“…Every- Last- Inch…” such sultury words as those black tentacles made past the layers of clothing. Looped under the hem of your shirt. Some skirting up the bottom hem of your leggings. Pining closer to your core while each one tenderly stroked only the most sensitive inches of your aching hide.The last straw when that tongue darted past their teeth and swerved it’s way along your collarbone. Slinking up your neck, along your jawline and one loud slurp back into the symbiote’s skull. Lost in trance they had you right where they wanted before growling under a quick retract of those tendrils around you. Smashing your body into their powerful chest and taking your free will away in one foul swoop.“We…will show you .” -- source link