A/n: [Eddie's thoughts are bold and italics, Venom speaking in Eddie's head is shown via italics and him speaking normally is shown via "normal text".] My headcanon for these two is that when they're alone and can be themselves Venom talks both aloud and in Eddie's mind when he makes his appearance. I put a lot of thought into that when editing the way he talks and I think through each way he chooses to express himself. With that being said, it is not a mistake how sometimes I have him starting sentences in the mind and then ending with his voice. Thanks ~ kiz
Warnings: Tentacle/Tendril Touching. Venom mentioned as he/him. [Tendrils, tentacles, goo, possessive kink, ownership and that tongue (boys).]
Eddie Brock/Venom Symbiote. I don't own.
"Eddie."
It was the voice the man had come to know and feel safe around, but this was different. It was urgent and serious, it sounded darker than any other time Eddie had heard it save the first few times. It pulled him from his dream, the urgency a sudden shared feeling as it coursed from Venom's body to his own.
He blinked the sleep back and sat up, looking around the dark room in question. "What?"
"Your dream."
"My dream?"
"Us."
Eddie caught up with his thoughts, his mind going to the dreams immediately and he felt his embarrassment fill his body though it wasn't echoed by Venom, curiosity was.
"Us?"
"Leave it alone," Eddie growled in annoyance and laid back down, "shut up."
"What was it?"
"Nothing."
It was quiet, Eddie laying there trying not to think about it but it was useless. It was all he could focus on now, and he could practically feel Venom dissecting it like he did when Eddie asked him not to.
"You like us?"
Eddie knew he was blushing again, and he grabbed the pillow tightly burying his face into the pillowcase and shutting his eyes, "I'm trying to sleep."
"No, I know what your sleep feels like," Venom answered in his mind and then Eddie felt him pull away from his body. It was a strange feeling that he was still trying to get used to. "This is different."
"Venom stop, it's late." Eddie didn't bother to look though he knew Venom was staring at him now, he could feel it. They were still connected.
"Eddie explain it."
Eddie did his best to ignore him, his face buried against his pillow, pulling away from his counterpart and trying to sleep again. He was reciting the ABC's over and over in his mind when he felt it, it was slow and hesitant but it was the make of a hand on his thigh and Eddie shot up.
"Stop!"
"Your dream," came the answer and this time they shared a look. Eddie frantically turning the light on to find Venom on the bed, a connection between their bodies just by Eddie's shoulder and Venom's hand on his thigh.
"Forget the dream," Eddie nearly screamed, reaching out to brush Venom's hand away but when he did it was caught by the black slime who held his him tightly. "Forget it. It wasn't anything."
"It was something, it made your heart beat faster even in your sleep. It made other things happen, like now." Eddie didn't need to look where Venom was to know what he was talking about, "I know somethings, Eddie."
"It's... It's just," Eddie swallowed hard, shaking a chill off his body before he was suddenly wrapped up tight by Venom to warm him, "safe."
"We are safe," Venom agreed out loud, his voice low and comforting in Eddie's ear, but not his mind. For once it seemed the symbiote was keeping some distance. "Tell us the dream?" (Some distance...)
"It's nothing," Eddie found himself nuzzled into the blackness, grabbing his blanket and covering up as he rested against the massive, black warmth.
Venom gave a hum, "felt like something."
"Shut up, you idiot." Eddie's blush and embarrassment seemed to seep out.
"Good night, Eddie," Venom filled his mind, his arms holding the man tightly, "sleep well."
