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".]

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.

When Eddie woke from his sleep this time it was quiet. He wasn't greeted by Venom and he couldn't feel him wrapped around him like he had before he fell back asleep.

Eddie bolted up, his eyes wide as he looked around, "Venom?!"

"Here." Eddie saw him, he was lying beside him on the bed, and after a minute Eddie realized they were still connected from his wrist. "We said we would be here."

"I'm used to you being here," Eddie touched his chest.

"Silly Eddie," Venom answered, a grin spread across his face, "we are hungry."

"I could have guessed," he chuckled, "I am too. What are we having?"

"Chocolate, Eddie."

"It's too early," Eddie shook his head and reached out for the black mass laying beside him. "Something else."

"We want chocolate," Eddie could have sworn Venom was pouting but he wasn't giving in. Just yet.

"How about bacon now, chocolate later?"

Venom huffed, "fine." He felt Eddie's fingers against his solid chest, before letting them sink inside and then he was absorbed into his skin. "Hungry, Eddie."

"I'm going," Eddie laughed, getting to his feet and heading for the kitchen. He started breakfast, even making sure to put tater tots on before heading to the bathroom to do his morning ritual.

"How much later for chocolate?"

"We'll go out as soon as we eat."

"It's still early."

"Hm?" He checked his watch at the mere mention, seeing it was just then 6 AM. "I didn't sleep well."

"It was dreams?" Eddie stared up at the mirror, Venom reflected back at him. "Let us help, Eddie."

Eddie put the toothbrush up and bent down washing his face. He scrubbed at his skin and the stubble that coated his cheeks and chin with soapy hands before rinsing and patting himself dry with a towel.

"We can help you." Venom whispered when their eyes locked again, "like dreams."

"Breakfast," Eddie answered, leaving the bathroom to check it. He busied himself with cooking while avoiding any thoughts he had about them.

We.

Us.

"Us is good," Venom answered softly and Eddie jumped, the pan clattering on the counter.

"Stop that," Eddie growled, grabbing a plate and piling it with bacon and tater tots, he carried it to the couch and flopped down grabbing the remote for the TV.

"No news." Venom took control of Eddie's body, throwing the remote to the other side of the sofa. "Hungry."

"We could watch and eat..?"

"We eat."

"Fine," Eddie gave a quiet sigh and took a bite.

"Good." Venom purred, that noise he gave like he had earlier that morning sounded and Eddie blushed. "We taste better," Venom answered his thoughts. "More." Eddie took another bite at the command, not quite sure if he was in control of his body as he cleaned his plate almost ritualistically all but licking it clean. "Chocolate, Eddie."

"I'm too full to eat chocolate." Eddie chuckled, "let's shower and get dressed."

"We promised, Eddie."

"You'll get chocolate, Venom, just let me catch up."

He could feel displeasure but made his way to the bathroom anyway to clean up for the day. He felt two tendrils wrap around his waist the moment he was in the shower standing under the warm water.

"We help."

"I got this," Eddie laughed before blushing because he remembered another of his dreams, "Venom!"

"We help." Venom answered deeply, it was a vibration in his spine and then there were more than two tendrils wrapped around him. It was as if Eddie was made of tentacles. Six or seven were working at his body with soft pulses, and soft touches before Eddie felt the soap on his back and chest. "Soap taste bad."

Eddie laughed, shaking his head, you're not supposed to eat it.

"You are hungry, Eddie."

N-no...

"Crave. Hunger." Eddie felt a tendril caress his thigh, wrapping around his muscle before making its way up to his hip. "Want."

Want. Eddie echoed, shutting his eyes. He found himself leaning into the safety of his touch, Venom was around him like a safety net and Eddie relaxed right into it.

"Next, Eddie?"

Hair.

Venom gave an affirmative noise deep inside his mind and grabbed the shampoo, pouring it over his head and working at his hair next. He took his time until he felt Eddie become a pile of mush at his own hands.

Eddie was practically purring before a loud, startled noise came flying from his lips and he looked down to see a tendril wrapped around his cock. This was exactly like the dream, well almost. It was progressing in the same way, regardless.

"Venom!"

"Eddie," came the answer that only shook Eddie with a chill, "crave."

His heart was beating too fast, his body was flushed and he found he was gripping hard at one of the black tendrils coming from his back.

"We really shouldn't."

"Why, Eddie?"

"It'll blur the li-lines," he stumbled over his words when he felt the tendril around his cock give him another stroke, "V-Venom..."

"We share thoughts," Venom answered, his voice in Eddie's ear and Eddie turned to look seeing his face beside him. "No lies."

"Blur the lines," Eddie whispered, though he leaned towards him and Venom returned the gesture, his tongue sliding against his cheek as if he was pressing soft kisses there. "We can't."

"Eddie," came the only answer before Venom slid his tongue across his lips and into his mouth the moment he opened them. The black goo around his cock gave a long, sucking pulse with his stroke and that tongue filled his mouth. Venom tasted him and their shared breakfast from moments ago still lingering in his mouth. That same appreciative noise from before filled Eddie's mind and felt himself pulling back, though Venom moved with him. Filling his mouth with his tongue again, and wrapping around Eddie's with a sloppy pull.

"A-ah," Eddie breathed out with a shiver, his fingers tightening around the tendril he was holding, and it gave some resistance back forming into a hand. Breathe. Venom pulled back giving him reprieve from his tongue, continuing to stroke at his cock, and Eddie could have sworn he was going to pass out.

He hadn't been touched like this before, it was a mixture of a handjob and a blowjob, the way the tendril pulsed around him, it was tight and hot around his cock bringing him closer to the edge with each pull.

"Safe, Eddie." Venom answered the thought of embarrassment that filled his mind. "Safe with us."

"V-Venom." He begged, his voice thick with a plea and he wasn't sure what he was pleading for now, or why, he just was.

"My Eddie," Venom answered confidently. He knew exactly what it was that Eddie was pleading for. He was pleading to belong, he was pleading for the craving to go away, he was pleading to be just Venom's. To be his.

Theirs.

"Ours."

Ours. Eddie answered, though his voice fell short and his mind had to give him the answer. His body shook with his orgasm, one final stoke from Venom and a loud moan from Eddie pushed the man right over the edge.

He came hard and fast, catching himself against the shower wall as he broke free from Venom's hold.

Venom was thrown off at the feeling of pleasure that echoed from Eddie's body and through his own, sending him stumbling forward on shaky legs and a wet shower floor. He caught him quickly, pulling him back against his black webbing confines and Eddie hardly noticed the stumble because Venom was stroking him again.

Venom's own black goo gave a pulse and ripple as he wrapped around Eddie's sensitive body and caressed him. "Eddie," he purred in his mind, "feel good."

"It does," Eddie whispered, shuddering when the tendril stroked him again. "My God," he groaned, gripping the hand he was holding tightly.

Venom finally got his wits about him and started loosening his tendrils from Eddie's body, "clean Eddie."

"All clean, big guy," Eddie agreed, letting his hand go and feeling Venom absorb into his body slowly, one tendril at a time.

"Chocolate?"

Eddie laughed, reaching out to turn the water off and grab his towel. "I think we earned that..."

"Earned it?" Venom's humor filled his thoughts as Eddie dried off hastily, "feel good and chocolate?"

Eddie chuckled, "mm, benefits to being ours, hm?" He was scared he was teasing him too much when Venom came out of his shoulder, wrapping around Eddie's neck like a scarf.

"Our Eddie." He spoke seriously, licking his tongue up his cheek. "Ours."

Eddie peeked over, seeing Venom grin, "let's get you some chocolate."

"Yes. Chocolate, Eddie." Venom hummed in appreciation, absorbing back into his skin, "for us."