Chapter: Lussst and Rage
"Ah!" Peter bit his lip as the thick tip of the tentacle thrust into him, flooding his rectum with alien-lube as it invaded him once more. His body automatically convulsed, clenching down on the large intrusion, trying to force it out and that just made it worse. The ache of the heavy, thick weight stretching his guts intensified into burn as his muscles clamped down on tentacle's shaft... and yet, strangely, the pain blended with his pleasures, tightening his belly with arousal and shooting tingles down his thighs and up his hard, straining cock.
The boy whimper and weakly tried to struggle against the alien feelings warring within him (not to mention the alien tentacle penetrating him), but he just didn't have the strength left to do so. He was so tired and so hot. His muscles trembled from the strain of being bound for so long. He could barely make himself care anymore. He just wanted it all to stop. All the pleasure, all the pain; just all this weirdness to stop.
"Sssshh. Do not fight it sssssweet sssssspider," Venom purred, it's hands roaming over the teen's heaving chest as it nuzzled and licked his belly, trying it's best to comfort him. "You will only make it harder on yoursssself," the alien said softly as it's hands moved downwards, petting over the teen's thighs before moving up again to the cup his groin, it's worried eyes never leaving his face. "Relaxsssssssss," it whispered, stroking his aching dick gently and getting a small gasp from the boy for its troubles. "We do not want to harm you. We want to love you. Love you well and good," it said as it continued to sooth and stroke, doing its best to get the boy to relax.
Dimly Peter realized there was another tentacle holding his leg spread now, freeing both the symbiote's hands to grope him. He groaned, his head drooping forward as the alien continued to stroke him, holding it's mating tentacle perfectly still within him. It had only thrust itself a few inches deep, but it was so damned thick! Peter tried to relax himself, knowing it would be even more painful if he didn't, but the second he thought he might be able to, his body tensed up on it's own unused to such an intimate invasion. "It's too big," he gasped, blinking water and tears out of his eyes. "Please..."
"Jussst relaxsssssss love," Venom insisted, as it continued it's ministration to his dick. "You can take it."
Peter shook his head. "I can't," he sobbed, his head lolling back as he gasped, his wet, glistening chest heaving for air. He cried out as another muscle spasm rolled through his rectum, clenching down painfully. The teen's hands balled into fists and his arms tensed as he unconsciously tied to lift himself away from the tentacle buried within him.
"V-venom please!" Fresh tears gushed from the brunet's eyes, more in shame then in true physical pain, but it was pain none the less... all the more damaging because it was emotional. "It hurts."
"Sssssss," Venom's arms wrapped around the boy's waist, pulling his body close as it nuzzle his soft belly. "You have healed. It sssshould not hurt."
"Well it does," Peter sobbed harshly, trying to make the alien understand.
Venom sighed - it's breath hot against the teen's belly, making him squirm - before it looked up at the boy's face, it's chin resting on his abs. "We think if you would only relaxsss it would not pain you sssssssso."
"It's not that easy Venom," Peter spat, his voice tight with strain. "Things aren't supposed to go up there."
Venom sat there silently for several long minutes, staring up into the boy's beautiful brown eyes as water splashed down around them both. The only sounds that filled the room were the hiss of the shower and it's mate's gasping breath. Venom couldn't help, but notice how tired it's little spider looked. It could feel the human's body trembling against it's own and that made it worry. The alien didn't want to hurt its mate again, but... but it knew it must open him. It needed to prepare it's mate to breed. Somehow the boy had to learn how to take it. Somehow...
Venom stood, it's hands reaching up to cradle Peter's face in between it's huge palms. The symbiote rubbed it's thumbs over his cheeks in a gentle caress then it let out a soft hiss as it rested it's forehead against his own and stared into his eyes. "Breath sssssspider," it whispered. "Jussst breath."
Not knowing what else he could do, Peter took the alien's advice and closed his eyes, concentrating on his breathing and nothing else. Venom let out a soft disgruntled rumble at being denied it's mates gaze, but it did not protest, letting the boy be as he tried to gain control over his body.
Slowly, ever so slowly, Venom felt the human's passage relax, opening to take it. Venom let out a soft trill of delight and buried it's face in the hot skin of the boy's neck. Peter let out a startled yip, but the symbiote didn't seem to notice. "Good love. Good sssssspider," it keened, pleased with the teen's progress.
Peter opened his eyes to see the alien grinning toothily at him, it's tongue lazily hanging out of it's mouth again. Suddenly, the creature pressed itself close, holding his head to it's chest as it rested it's cheek on the top of his head with a sigh.
"We are going to take you now."
Peter flinched at those words. "No. W-wait." He tried to struggled back, out of the alien's grasp, but the symbiote held him firm.
"Hussssh love," it murmured, running a clawed hand through his wet locks. "We will be gentle."
"You can't-" Peter desperately tried to talk sense into the creature one more time, but it cut him off with a hiss.
"Sssssshhh." The creature pulled back, giving Peter a tender look as it stroked a claw over his cheek. "Ssssssspider," it said, almost reproachfully. "Be a good mate."
And that was the final word on that.
Venom held the boy as it rumbled and purred and nuzzled and nipped, doing all it could to distract him as slowly, ever so slowly, the tentacle plugging his ass moved, inching it's way deeper within him.
Peter moaned, feeling the tendril stretch his passage further, his body squirming uncontrollable against the creatures grip. His breath caught as one of Venom's hands found a nipple and it began stroking gentle circles over that tender bud. Then it started licking the other.
"Please." The word escaped Peters lips in a breathless gasp as his body instinctively arched against the tender touch, trying to forget about the throbbing ache in his ass.
The alien rumbled appreciatively and lowered it's mouth to suck at the hard nipple, pulling Peter close to it with an arm around the teen's waist.
"Ah!" Mindlessly, the boy pressed into the feel of the alien's soft lips against his skin as the needy, lustful fog grew thicker in his mind, making it hard to think as his body grew impossibly hotter. So hot he burned. His heart was racing in his chest, thumping so hard it felt like it was trying to escape and still the symbiote continued to touch him.
Vemon purred with the boy's apparent pleasure and as it continued to tongue the teen's right nipple, it pinched the boy's left, tweaking the bud slightly and earning itself a fresh, passionate cry.
The symbiote echoed the kid's voice with a low rumble of it's own as the human's pleasure seeped into it's psyche, infecting it's mind. The ambient emotions given off by Peter's intense pleasure, namely his lust at the moment, fed the symbiote like it had never fed before. It was making the alien feel all weird - hot and tingly and... and roused in the most odd way. The teen's pleasure was so great, the symbiote didn't even need to directly connect with the human to feel his passions. It just skimmed off the emotional energy that ran off the boy in vast waves of arousal and need. It was almost like the boy was feeling so much, his little body couldn't contain it all and Venom loved it. It loved the heat and the lust and the pleasure. It was all so... so tingly and hot. So... delicious. The symbiote could sense there was an undercurrent to all this pleasure and passion - other emotions and thoughts that still lay hidden within the boy, but those were more subtle. There was no way for the alien to reach them without a full connection and that it would not do. Not now when it's mate was already in such a lovely state. Venom knew if it tried to connect, the boy would become agitated again and fight and it would lose the pleasured lover before it. Venom couldn't risk that. Not with the human squirming under it's hands so beautifully. Not when spider's voice cried out with abandon as he was overcome with pleasure. Not when it's mate was feeding to so much hot, thrilling lust. Venom purred low in it's throat, it's eyes lovingly locked on it's mate as it's nimble fingers and tongue continued to bring it's love to even higher heights. It wanted this to go on forever. Forever and ever. It never wanted this to stop.
Peter's gasps rasped in his dry throat as he panted for breath. The world felt like it was spinning around him, tilting wildly in dizzying directions as the heat burning within him was somehow stoked into a hotter, blazing inferno. He was so hot he couldn't catch his breath; kept on the edge for so long his belly ached for release. Sometime in all of this, Venom's tentacle had stopped pushing deeper into him and had started thrusting instead, shallow and slow and ever so gently. It felt weird. Wrong but... but somehow good. But it was a good that was burning him up. Searing him alive. If he didn't... If he couldn't... God I need to cum. If he didn't climax soon he felt sure he would die. But he couldn't. He just couldn't. Not in front of Venom. Not... not like this.
Peter moaned, his body hanging limply as the creature continued to ravage his backside and play with his nipples. It felt like they had been going at it for hours. Hours and hours and even days. Dimly, some part of Peter's brain wondered if the alien would ever stop. He knew it didn't climax as a human would so when would enough be enough? When he came? When he fainted? When he died? That's what it felt like: dying. Burning and dying; the pleasure suffocating him, smothering him. He needed it to stop. He needed to cum. He needed to get away, but he couldn't. He couldn't do any of it. And through it all the symbiote continued to thrust into him, burning him up inside until he, Peter, was gone and the pleasure was all that was left.
Venom sighed, it's eyelids fluttering as another wave of pleasure crashed through it from the boy it held wrapped in it's embrace. A keening cry fell from it's lips and it shuddered, resting it's head on the teen's heaving chest. "You are sssssssso hot ssssssssssspider," the alien whispered, closing it's eyes and nuzzling at it's mates burning, wet skin. "We love thissssssssssssss. We want more."
And then, very gently and yet very insistently, a second smaller tentacle pressed against Peters stretched sphincter and pushed in.
Peter jerked against his bonds, a scream ripping from his body as the second tendril sank deep into his gut alongside the first. Both of the tentacles stilled with him, letting the shocked, gasping boy get used to the new girth filling him. Peter could do nothing, but pant and quiver as his slick, lubed passage spasmed around the two intruders. It was too much. Far too much, but he couldn't seem to get his mouth to speak the words...
Oblivious to the human's plight, Venom whimpered eagerly as it nuzzled and nipped the boys neck in it's excitement. It had never understood the messy ways of human mating, but this... this was bliss. Overwhelmed, the alien cried out in ecstasy at the wonder of the physical connection they now shared as their bodies blended into one with it's tentacles buried so deep into the boy's guts. One heat. One pleasure. One quivering mass. It was so perfect. So very perfect. The symbiote's spare hand drifting down to stroke at the teen's full belly as it's other continued to rub over his sensitive nipples. "Beautiful ssssssssspider," it murmured, resting it's cheek on the gasping boy's shoulder so it could look lovingly up into his face. "You are ssssso beautiful." It's lower hand pressed down, kneading and squeezing the brunet's over-stuffed tummy, making the boy shiver and moan. The symbiote let out a soft pleasured sigh, thinking it knew what the boy was feeling. Thinking it had to be wonderful, perfect to be so full. "Our mate," it cooed, playfully licking and nipping at his ear in it's happiness. "We will never let you go."
Overcome by passion, Venom wrapped it's arms around the boy's waist and started thrusting. A low whine bubbled up from Peter's throat as the tentacles drew out of him together then pressed back into the stretched confines of his body. The symbiote's arms tightened protectively around him at the sound as if it were trying to keep him from breaking apart as the boy gasped through another long, slow thrust.
Peter groaned, his head lolling forward as the alien's pace quickened slightly. It was too much. Too intense. Too full. Too sensitive. He felt like he was floating, detached. Small cries poured from his mouth unnoticed with every thrust, egging the symbiote on further. He couldn't think... or even breath. It felt like he was drowning. Drowning in the symbiote's arms.
The tentacles suddenly altered their pace, one pushing in as the other pulled out. It felt strange, almost hurting, like he was being pulled apart. Too much. His head flung back and he yelped as the shafts started to thrust harder, then even harder still. The friction inside him built, painful. Water was running into his eyes and mouth making him cough. He couldn't breathe. Hurt.
"St-AH!" Peter tried to gasp out, but he couldn't get him mouth to make the words. It was hurting. Really hurting now. His belly felt sickly full. He couldn't... No more. His passage was over-sensitive from hanging on the orgasmic-edge too long. It felt like he was ripping apart.
And still the creature's pace quickened, pounding into him in an almost frantic frenzy.
Peter cried out, tears springing to his eyes as his pleasured high just as quickly turning into something harsh and rough and painful. He rotated his wrists desperately, trying to pull free from his bonds, but his hands felt numb. He couldn't get them to do what he wanted. And through it all the alien continued to pound itself into his ass.
"Ss-to... No. Stop!" Peter's body jerked, trying to run away from the tentacles impaling his body, but it didn't help. And the alien didn't seem to hear him. Instead it continued to thrust into his tender passage, the lust infecting it driving it on faster, harder.
"Venom... Ve... STOP!" Peter screamed, his body convulsing uncontrollably, clenching around the thick weight inside him.
Venom froze at the boy's outburst, startled from it's passionate stupor and seemed to noticed for the first time how it's mate body was shuddering with tension and pain.
The symbiote blinked, confused and leaned forward, it's hand gently cupping the sobbing boy's cheek. "Sssspider?"
"It... hurts," Peter sniffled pathetically, his ass throbbing around the two tentacles still buried deep within him.
The creature cocked it's head, it's brow furrowed at the sudden change in it's mate. It knew the boy had been moaning with pleasure just minutes ago. How could he be in pain now? Concerned it sniffed at the air, but there was no scent of blood. "You are not bleedin-"
"IT HURTS!" Peter yelled, his arms desperately pulling at the webbing binding them, trying to yank free with one last bout of energy, but all it achieved was to sap his strength further. His breath wheezed out of him, rasping painfully through his raw throat and his body went limp. All he could do was pray the alien listened to him.
Miraculously, Venom did.
"Husssh ssssspider. Husssssssh," Venom cooed softly, it's hands cradling Peter's face lovingly. "We believe you," it whispered and it truly did. Now that it was thinking straight again it noticed the flavor of the boy's ambient emotions had change, turning... almost bitter.
The symbiote whimpered in sorrow and pulled back to look at the panting boy at arm's length. It's frown deepened as it surveyed the teen's twitching form. It couldn't help, but noticed that it's love almost looked like he was suffering. The boy's words lied so much but... but what if he was really telling the truth? What if he was hurting? But... there was no blood. Venom had made sure of that. It had been extra careful, so what was wrong? Why did he hurt? The creature whimpered again, confused as it cupped the human's limp dick in a hand in an effort to rekindle the teen's passions.
"Don't..." Peter gasped and flinched away as the symbiote's fingers grazed his over-sensitive glands.
The alien whined, even more confused now. Touching there was supposed to make the boy feel good, not flinch. It took it's hand from the tender length of flesh with a sigh, scratching it's head. "We do not underssstand."
Peter wasn't listening, too overcome by the gut-wrenching shudders of un-fulfillment twisting through his body. "Please," he whispered. "Please. Take it out." The last word forced it's way from his lips in a sob. Then Peter found himself crying again. He was so tired of crying, but he couldn't seem to stop the tears from falling yet again.
The symbiote felt it's sorrow grow, suffusing it with grief at the thought that it's pleasured lover from before had turned into this tearful thing. It just didn't understand how. Did we push spider too far? Was it too deep? Too thick? Took long? What did we do wrong? What?!
"P-please."
The boy's shuddering voice jostled the alien from it's confused thoughts and it stepped close with a whine, wrapping it's arms around the teen in a tight embrace. "We will," it sighed, resting its head against the boys chest. "Hold sssstill."
Venom held it's love close as it slowly drew itself out of the boy's passageway, not wanting to hurt the human further. The teen still whimpered and squirmed until finally he gasped as the last of the tentacle popped from his ass with a wet slurp. A violet shudder ran though Peter's body then he sighed, his body going limp. The sudden empty feeling was such a relief he found himself sobbing. He still felt stretched and loose and sore, his ass trembling from the strain and he knew he must be gaping, but at least he was empty. Venom had actually listened to him. His exhausted mind could barely comprehend the possibility. But somehow it had actually happened. Venom had finally listened... But he had still been raped.
Peter's relief dissolved with that thought. Damn it, he had been raped again. AGAIN! And even worse he had been forced to like it. Or at least like parts of it. Goddammit!
Peter gritted his teeth as raw, un-tempered emotions suddenly explode to life within him, warring with each other for dominance.
Rage and despair were at the forefront, growing greater and more ragged at the thought of what was being done to him. Peter chose the rage. He was done with despair. Tired of it. This wasn't fair. It wasn't right! And he was going to do something about it. Right now! He yanked at the webbing, pulling and tugging with all his might, his body thrashing against the sticky strands binding him.
Venom's head jerked up at the violent movement and it's brow furrowed in concern. "Sssspider-"
Peter snarled at the sound of Venom's voice and pulled harder. Despite the pain from before his body still ached to cum, the throbbing need chewing at his guts like some kind of parasite and that just pissed him off more. Goddammit, let GO!
The boy flexed his arms, twisting at the webbing and, amazingly, he heard something snap... and it wasn't his wrists. His bonds had been frayed and worried by his former struggles and as he yanked again, they broke. Peter's arms jerked down so violently he almost elbowed himself in the stomach. Shocked, the boy stared at his freed hands for a second. Then his head snapped up and, with a howl of rage, he attacked.
Venom automatically swatted down the danger, backhanding the boy across the face in one easy, fluid motion.
Peter cried out, landing hard in the bottom of the tub and laying there for a moment, stunned.
Shocked, the symbiote looked between it's upraised hand, which it had just used to hit it's love, and the boy now at it's feet. It whimpered, scared. It didn't mean to hurt it's spider. It just happened. It... Venom looked back at the boy and let out a soft whine at what it saw. The human was bleeding. It had caused it's love to bleed again. Oh no. Oh what have we done?
Peter glared up at the alien, his eyes full of hate as he wiped blood from his split lip on the back of his hand. He growled, his seething anger burning away his pain and exhaustion as he gathered himself up and prepared to attack again. One way or another he would force the alien to let him go... or die trying.
"Ssspider we did not mean to-" Venom shook it's head and took a step back, out of the tub. It was confused by the sudden rage boiling off the boy. It didn't like this. It didn't want to hurt the boy again. Stop. Spider you have to stop!
Peter roared, cutting off the alien's words, and launched himself forward, jumping over the rim of the tub and straight at Venom's face.
"Ssspider sssstop!" The symbiote yelled as it dodged the boy's clawing hands, not wanting to engage and cause further harm to its mate.
Peter caught himself against the sink, spun and lurched towards the alien again. He didn't know where the anger burning him up inside came from, but he savored it, fed it, let it grow; wanting to feel something, anything, then what had been forced upon him.
Venom spun away and the boy went careening past it and nearly crashed headfirst into a wall. "Ssspider what hasss gotten into you?!" it demanded as the teen gasped, resting his body against the cold cement wall for a second.
The boy just growled and turned back to it, gathering himself for another attack.
"No! You are going to hurt yourssself."
But Peter didn't listen.
Venom dodged again and kept dodging, pleading with the boy to stop. Even as big as the bathroom was, there was not alot of room to maneuver; at least not for a real fight, but the teen's attacks were clumsy with exhaustion and the symbiote managed to keep mostly out of his reach. Mostly.
Venom snarled and jumped back as one of Peter's punches grazed it's ribs. It paced; quick, panting breaths forcing their way from it's body in it's distress as it studied the boy who was leaning back against the wall, gasping and glaring at it. The symbiote didn't know what to do. It was used to just dominating others to get it's way, but it knew if it tried to restrain the boy now the teen would fight until one of them got hurt, even if it was himself.
Without warning Peter lurched toward it again, but this time Venom was ready. It howled in response, gnashing its teeth together in a fierce grin and fainting a lunge forward, trying to scare the boy into backing off, but in his current state a confrontation was exactly what Peter wanted. He paused for just a second, surprised, then lunged forward with a howl of his own, his hot-blood yearning for a fight.
Venom was forced between a choice of engaging or backing off. The boy was already injured and not healing well so it dodge with a snarl and whirled to face the kid again, panting roughly. It was so scared it found itself shaking. And it didn't like it at all. The alien was not used to fearing, but right now it feared so horribly much for it's self-proclaimed mate. The feeling was nearly overwhelming to the creature; the emotion still so strange and new. Venom wanted all this to stop. It did not want to feel this bad. And it did not want to hurt it's mate, but it wasn't sure there was any other way to end this. What had gotten into the spider to make him so violent?
Gathering himself, Peter pushed himself away from the wall and moved to attack again, but as his feet raced over the cold, wet floor, they suddenly slipped out from under him. Peter felt a moment of surprise then he was falling. Knowing he would never catch himself in time, the boy braced himself to hit the hard, concrete floor, but the impact never came.
"NO!" Venom lunged forward and caught Peter before his body slammed into the floor. The symbiote whimpered, curling itself around the stunned teen's small body as it rocked on it's haunches, begging the brunet to come back to his senses. "Pleasssse ssspider, enough. Pleasssssssssssssse."
"Let me go!" Peter screamed and struggled, finding himself once again caught up in his alien rapist's grasp. Venom instantly released him, fearing the boy would hurt himself otherwise, but it's sad eyes followed the teen as he scrambled back over the slick floor.
A few feet away Peter collapsed, his body shaking with exhaustion and rage. He was so useless. He didn't even have the strength to do anything about his situation.
"Damn it!" He yelled, punching the floor in his anger, tears of frustration filling his eyes. "Damn it. Damn it! DAMN IT!"
Venom was instantly by the boy, grabbing his wrist before he could punch the floor again. "Sssspider no. You are hurting yourssself."
Peter yank his hand away. "Touch me again and I swear you'll regret it," he snarled, spite dripping from his words.
Venom's face crinkled with worry and fear. It had never seen so much hate in the spider's eyes before. "Sssspider. Pleassssssse," it begged, reaching out to draw the boy near it. It sighed in relief as the boy came to it without a struggle. It cooed softly, wrapping it's arms around the teen, holding him close as it rested it's cheek on top of the brunet's head. His hair was so soft if a bit damp. It purred, nuzzling against the human's luscious, brown locks. It was so glad the crazy nonsense was over.
And for that Peter bit it.
Venom cried out in shock at the sharp pain that suddenly nipped at it's shoulder and it instinctively threw the teen away from it.
Peter hit the floor hard, his head knocking back against the cement with a crack. The boy groaned, blinking stars from his eyes as he groggily sat up. His mouth tasted metallic and when he spat his saliva was red with blood. He was pretty sure it was his blood, not the symbiotes, but he grinned nonetheless. Finally he had hurt the creature... or at least shocked it. Now he wanted to hurt it more. Hurt it like it hurt him.
Venom held it's shoulder protectively as it stared at the boy, not really in pain, but startled nonetheless. "You... you..."
Peter chuckled darkly, his teeth stained red with blood, making Venom flinch when he smiled. "I told you, you would regret touching me."
Venom snarled in irritated. "You would have fallen! Hurt yourssself if we had not caught you."
"I don't care," Peter said, spitting again, trying to get the taste of blood out of his mouth. He felt dizzy, his energy flagging after the blow to his head. He knew normally Venom would have gotten mad at him by now: like foaming-at-the-mouth, pin-you-to-the-wall and bite-your-head-off kind of mad. Then his fuzzy mind slowly realized the creature wasn't getting angry because it was scared. Peter was shocked by the realization and he stared over at Venom in open-mouthed wonder. The symbiote was actually scared of HIM. Most of the boy felt horrified by that possibility - that something as monstrous as the alien could be scared by little old him - but a small bit of his reveled in it. It felt good to turn the tables. A chuckle escaped Peters lips at the thought, then before he knew what was happening he was laughing hysterically. It was just so stupid! He gasped at the air, clutching his sides as the dark, ugly cackles ripped their way from him like something alive. It hurt, but somehow it felt good. So good.
Venom backed away on all fours shaking it's head, terrified by the manic giggles bubbling from the boy. Had the human really gone crazy? Had it lost it's love to madness? Would it ever see it's sweet little spider again? Venom whimpered at the horrible thoughts, backing away further as it stared at the laughing teen. This wasn't like it's beloved spider at all. Why had the boy changed? "We jussst wanted to help," it said in a small voice, almost scared of what the boy would do if he heard it.
"Help?!" Peter snarled, his anger flaring, cutting off his wild laughter as he glared at the alien in outrage. "That's what you call this? HELP?!"
Venom whined as it cowered away from the boy. It felt the fear clenching down on it, twisting at it's insides as the emotion grew into something even worse. The boy's insane rage was effecting the alien's own emotions, making it feel... feel terrible. It didn't like this. It wanted it to stop. Now. Stop now! "If you had jussst carried out eggssss like good mate we would not have to do any of thissss!" it cried out desperately, wishing things would just go back to normal. It wanted it's spider back. Please love, come back.
The small logical bit of Peter's brain that was left screamed at him to just tell Venom the eggs were alive and well, but the red hot anger seething within him choked it out.
"Oh really?" The boy staggered to his feet, murder gleaming in his eyes and a crazed smile twisting his lips into something harsh and ugly. He wanted the hurt the symbiote. He wanted it to suffer like he had suffered. He wanted to make it suffer so much.
Venom stumbled back another step, pressing itself against the wall. In the face of Peter's rage, the symbiote could believe this was the one who had killed it's eggs. It had been so hard to imagine the spider doing something so violent to it's precious little babies but now... This wasn't the spider it knew. The boy had snapped and now he reminded Venom dreadfully of it's crazy offspring Carnage - the one who couldn't cope with the strange human world and went mad. It was Carnage who had started Venom on it's quest to try reproducing in ways other than a-sexually, but this... this wasn't right. Venom wanted it's sane sweet spider back, not the horror in front of it. It whimpered, pressing itself back further, sensing the boy was about to spring. "Ssspider no. No. Don't."
"You never listen when I say no," Peter snarled, stocking forward with his hands clenched at his sides, his whole body shaking with his fury. "Let's see how you like it."
With those words, the boy launched himself at the alien. Venom knew it would have to fight or this would never end. But it still didn't want to hurt the teen because maybe, just maybe it's love would come back. Maybe... Venom whimpered, desperately looking for some way out of it's impossible situation. Then, in the split second before Peter crashed into it, it found it's escape.
Venom leapt sideways, diving along the wall as the boy smacked into the cement behind it. It heard the teen cry out, but whether in pain or rage it did not know. The symbiote didn't dare take the time to look back and see what had happed. Instead it stretched out its' arms, it's hands reaching for the doorknob. Relief swelled within it as it's fingers closed around the cold metal handled. It yanked the door open and was through, slamming the door shut after it.
Peter slammed into the other side a second later. He howled with rage, trying to rip the door open so he could get at the symbiote, but Venom held it firm. The boy screamed and beat on the door, making it shudder under his blows, but still Venom held it closed. A crack snapped through the air, making the alien wince and look over it's shoulder at the metal door that lead outside. Should we run? Should we hide? Should we leave and give spider time to cool down? Would he go back to normal then? Would we even make it out? Or would the spider escape while we were trying to unlock the door? Or even worse, will we be forced to hurt the spider to keep him from hurting us? Venom desperately didn't want to hurt Peter. It really didn't because maybe, just maybe it's love would come back. Somehow. Sometime. Someway.
Another whine fell from Venom as the door cracked again. Unlike the door to the outside, this one was made of wood and offered little cover. The symbiote could feel it bend and shake under the boy's terrible rage-fueled blows and it could only hope the wood would hold. It was a thick, heavy door, but all the same wood was just wood. Normally, Peter would have shattered such a door in seconds, but he was obviously far from his normal self. Venom could tell that the second it heard that laughter, that awful laughter, bubbled up from the teen again as he punched and clawed at the wood. No. No. No. Stop. Please stop. The symbiote leaned it's forehead against the wood, panting in it's fear, it's words abandoning it in it's panic. Please spider stop. Don't make us hurt you.
Peter slammed his fists into the wood, not caring that his hands were bleeding and bruised as he laughed manically and pulled his fists back for another blow. It felt good to punch something. So good. He smashed his fist forward, wishing it was Venom's face he was punching in and not just a door as his blood splattering against the wood. He wanted to hurt Venom... He wanted... He wanted to do anything... anything just so long as he didn't have to hurt anymore. Tears flooded Peter's eyes as he clawed at the door, beating at it with all his might and screaming in his rage and frustration. He wished it was himself that was being beaten senseless and not some stupid door. I just... I don't want to feel like this anymore. Just let me go!
Venom gritted it's teeth, pressing all of it's weight against the door it it's desperate efforts to keep it closed. To the symbiote's relief, the horrible laughter died as the pounding slowly lessened then suddenly stopped altogether...
... and then the sobbing began.
TBC...
Yup. Peter's snapped. Humans can only take so much after all. I know I'm being a little rough with both Peter and Venom, but I hope you can forgive me. It just seemed to fit. I hope you think so too. Please, please I would love some reviews. It's great to hear from you all. Those that have left comments, thank you so much. I cherish them all.