A/N: This is the Pleasnt Proding Spike writing for the The Love of Our Lust. This is a Challenge fic dedicated to Myra Hellsing. There will be random faces as scene breaks. Please, don't think too much of them. No haters or the like. This is purely my idea of fun. Btw, I am no good with summaries. This is the second act in which many things will be resolved. There is still an epilogue to come!

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Warning: Venom talks a lot in this. I realize. Sorry if that puts out some people. This will contain man on man sex. Lots of sex. Lots of mention of the word sex. And physical sex. There will be plenty of sex. If this is not to your liking, especially for the pairings Eddie Brock/Peter Parker, Venom/Spiderman, this is the wrong fanfiction for you. I suggest going back and finding something else. Thank you.

Summary: Our favorite webhead is bored out of his mind when Venom makes an entrance. Deciding to follow him, Spiderman is going further down the rabbit hole than he will care to admit.

Disclaimer: I own neither Spiderman or any of their human counterparts. Dreams can abound, but it will never happen. I'm happy to take no credit except for the idea to throw all of the random crackyness together in a sex store.

The Challenge: Play with Me Too

"FUCK!" Peter's spastic body twitched and spasmed as the small vibrator within him was cranked up and pushed against his prostate. Hips quivering at the overload of pleasure, he bit the inside of his lip as he clenched onto the vibrator, the delicious strokes against his prostate causing him to want deeper contact.

'Wha-what's…happening to me?'

Feeling his release near, his mind fogged over any details that could help him escape, or make this torture better. Panting for air as his lungs constricted, Peter could feel his nerve-endings sing out for the end, bucking his hips in the hopes of some friction.

Silently watching the scene in front of him, Venom looked to his side and conveniently saw some cock rings still hanging on the wall. Grinning at a wicked idea, he looked over the small selection and chose a thick, spiked model that had a vibrating feature. Turning back to the passion-filled hero, Venom felt the tendril of symbiote on Peter's penis constrict and stop moving, much to the chagrin of the masked man. Sending out a lone tentacle, the oily mass encircled the vibrating cord and tugged the bullet free of Parker's swollen entrance, dropping it to the floor. A low groan of frustration followed by a small keen had the anti-hero licking his lips.

"Now, now, little spider. We can't have you finishing before it gets good."

Lifting his head, the wanton superhero glared at his nemesis and spat out, "I thought that's what you were looking for, you bastard."

Moving his face inches from the masked man, Venom chuckled and sneered. "Well, don't you get testy when you can't have your…release."

Pushing his hand through the jagged opening in the suit, the symbiote took over and swarmed forward with the cock ring. A growl slipped through Peter's lips at the unwanted attention, heat pooling in his lower abdomen. Snapping the constraining device on, a shudder ran through the superhero's body as he yelped, his penis feeling oddly uncomfortable and tamped down from the malleable plastic. Shifting his hips, he tried to relieve some of the built-up pressure and hopefully push off the offending ring to no avail.

Cheeks flush from the effort and burning brighter in shame, Spiderman stared into the white orbs of his enemy and sighed. "Take this thing off me."

Silence descended between the tension-filled pair with the exception of Peter's heavy breathing before Venom laughed, a raucous, biting sound that seemed to slap the hero in his face. "Was that a plea we heard? You are still so resistant to us." Spilling back into laughter, the symbiote quivered to keep its master at bay, snapping him back to the present. "Oh, we feel like breaking you, little spider. We will watch you crumble under our fingertips."

Licking one of his digits with his elongated tongue, unblinking eyes caught the body twitch as Peter turned his head away, trying to keep his mind at bay in his heightened state. Turning from his prey, Venom perused the different strewn items and saw a hanging contraption hooked up for display and waiting in the corner of the store. Pulling the lingering symbiote back to him, Peter unconsciously shivered at the loss, stopping himself from longing to be touched once more. Grinning like a mad man, Venom curled his massive hand into the front of Spiderman's suit and pulled him free of his restraints, the rope coming undone with the black webbing.

Without a word, the hulking nemesis sent Spiderman across the store, leisurely stalking toward the battered body. Back slamming into the wall, Peter collapsed to the floor, lungs too winded to pull in any oxygen. By the time he realized he was free, Venom stood over him, easily picking him up to eye height by his neck. As he crushed his windpipe, the symbiote licked the mask-covered face delicately, letting his tongue trace over his jaw line and up his cheek. Without warning, he immediately dropped the hero to his knees, a hand pulling his chin upward.

"Suck us, spider. Take us in your mouth and make us cum."

Eyes burning with hatred behind the mask, Peter snapped his head away from the tight grasp and snarled, "You will never be able to make me do that. Let me go."

Venom quirked an imaginary brow and grinned, leaning down to snatch at the disobedient face. "How about some incentive?" Oily, black tendrils broke away from their host, erratically swarming through the tears in Peter's suit and swirling around his lonely penis.

Spiderman froze at the initial contact before he tried to pry away at the symbiote. Stroking at the neglected appendage, the warm, slick tentacles coaxed his penis back to life. Peter jumped at the ministrations, his body giving in to the passion before his mind could stop it. Venom gazed down at the hero, sending the symbiote to turn the cock ring on. Eyes flying open, Peter gasped at the sensation, hips pushing for more.

Stroking his hand down Peter's face, Venom made him look up, waiting until he was focused. "What you do to us, we will do to you in kind."

Parker grit his teeth, ignoring the twitch from his penis as it registered the erotic demand. Venom gripped his head, slicing through the mask at his mouth and letting him breathe cool oxygen. Panic seeped through his veins as he was drawn closer to the unveiled penis of his enemy. Long, thick, and black with the symbiote covering it, Venom's penis ached to be touched.

"Take us in, little spider. Take all of us."

Peter refused to open his mouth as Venom pressed the tip of his cock to his sealed lips. Sensing his stubbornness, the symbiote stretched off his master's penis and pushed through the hero's lips, filling his tight mouth and prying it open. A sharp, tight squeeze on Peter's nether regions had him wincing, mouth parting of its own accord. Venom took advantage of the lowered defenses and plunged his cock inside the hot cavern. Groaning at the initial contact, a snarl of surprise quickly took its place as Parker's first instinct was to bite down on what was gagging him. Turning the cock ring off, the symbiote surrounding Peter's penis squeezed the soft skin, digging into the flesh as punishment and making Spiderman howl out in pain.

"You would do well listening to us," Venom snapped, tightly gripping the superhero's head in his hand. "Let us have you."

"Well, maybe if you weren't shoving yourself down my throat, this wouldn't have happened!"

The symbiote stared down at the battered hero, writhing in agitation as its host considered the words still hanging in the air between them. "Then…is our little spider implying that he would do it otherwise?"

Paling at what his nemesis was taking from his words, Peter tried to backpedal out of the situation, scrambling away from the maniacal beast in front of him. "No, that wasn't…that's not what I said!"

"You believe otherwise." Stalking forward, Venom cornered the hero against the wall, looming over him as if he was the only thing in the world. "We can see that."

"I don't believe anything. I'm not like you!"

Slamming one of his hands against the wall, soulless eyes leered down at the nervous Spiderman as his tongue flicked out. "You will be."

Not wanting to think such a thing could happen, Peter felt his reality slip as Venom presented himself again, this time without the forceful nature.

"Suck."

Lip trembling at the command, Peter balled his hands into fists, gathering his wounded pride to the forefront. "No."

"Suck us, spider. Lick at us like you do your lips when you fantasize about men when you masturbate. Do to us what they do to you."

Turning as red as his suit, Peter internally freaked at the prospect that Venom had caught him doing such a dirty deed. "N-no! It's not like that!"

"No? You tell us that you never think about our strong, delectable body fucking you senseless?"

"No!" Shaking his head, Peter reached up to cover his ears, hoping to make the scary monster go away.

"About how we can easily hold you down and make you succumb to our lavishing attention?"

"Stop it!"

"About how you whisper our name into the darkness at night, touching yourself when you think no one is watching?"

"Why? Why are you doing this to me?" Voice cracking, Peter slumped down, hoping that he could disappear and never come back. "I should never have followed you." Channeling his pain to his fists, he grit his teeth and let anger take over. "Should never have been your friend!" Rage drove Peter to his feet to face his nightmare. His poison. His Venom.

Unmoving, the black behemoth watched Spiderman's actions without flinching, tongue swishing and flicking as its master thought. Fed up with the situation, Peter let the force of his anger take hold and pushed at the large chest. "For once you have nothing to say! Well? Are you going to get out of my way or do I have to make you?"

Slowly moving his hand to grab onto the hero's shoulder, Venom let his tongue swipe across his teeth as the symbiote swelled over the blocking hands touching his chest. "What a disobedient little spider."

Feeling the creeping ooze of the darkness seep over his hands, Peter snapped out of his hateful rampage, trying to pull his hands free. Venom pushed the smaller frame against the wall, the superhero's arms caught between them. "Pain is not our goal for you. Never for you." Reaching out, the symbiote grabbed a hold of the Spiderman mask and yanked it off his prey.

Having his face freed from the tight constriction of his mask, Parker glared up at the brute, watching as Venom's face melted away to show Eddie once more. "That little bottle did one hell of a wonder on you, Parker. You know that?"

The detachment he had when Venom was in place slowly ebbed away as he looked at Eddie's face, hoping to reason with him as he pulled on his arms. "I have no idea what you're talking about. I want to leave, Eddie. I'm done with your games."

Scowling at the hero, the symbiotic host pushed harder against the stubborn body, splaying them against each other. "It's not a game, Parker. You're on such an emotional high right now I doubt that anyone could reason with you. The only thing you'll understand is this." Sliding his hand down Spiderman's body, he touched the forgotten penis that was still slightly aroused.

Eyes burning with fire, Peter snarled at his nemesis, "Bite me."

The symbiote swarmed over Eddie's face, converging once more into Venom as he leaned in, face a breath away from the other. "With pleasure."

Sinking fangs into the side of Peter's neck, the hero strained at the feel of sharp teeth clamping down on his pulse, sucking and lapping at the damage. Unintentionally holding onto his enemy, his breath hitched with each draw, hands clawing as they tensed and relaxed. A shudder ran through him as his nemesis stroked roughly on his penis, the fabric giving a delicious rub of friction. A moan slipped passed his parted lips as he gave into the sensations, wanting so bad to be touched and feel release. Sliding a hand out, he grabbed onto the strong back and raked his covered nails through the symbiote, needing something to keep him afloat in his haze of passion.

Pulling his mouth away from Peter's neck, Venom broke away from the intense heat and looked over his shoulder. Peter stumbled in his haste to stay with his nemesis that he fell to his knees, blearily opening his eyes as he touched his penis through his suit. Twitching at the feel of himself being so hard, the hero moaned at the contact, trying to free his penis of the offensive fabric. Venom turned back to his prey and stared at the sight that Peter gave him. Forgetting he had an audience, the superhero indulged himself with long, slow strokes as he twisted his hand, opening his eyes to look up at the nemesis standing before him.

Growling in arousal, Venom leaned down and pried Peter's hand from around his cock and pulled him to his feet. Practically dragging him over to a corner of the store where displays were set up, the symbiote picked up the passion-drunk hero and laid him down on a sling. Awakening from his stupor, Peter groaned as his penis slowly slipped out of its hyperactive state, waiting to be brought back to life. Feeling straps tighten on his wrists, he glanced upward and saw his arms were trapped. Focusing on Venom, Peter furrowed his brow in confusion as his legs were tugged apart and strapped down at the ankles.

"What…" The hero's adrenaline spiked as his body was rotated, slowly coming to a halt as he was splayed on his stomach. His knees naturally rested downward as his ass pushed into the air, cheeks slightly spread apart.

"…Adjustable…" The murmured growl had a ripple of pleasure encircling Parker's penis, a building ache for contact.

Sliding a lone finger down the shredded fabric somewhat covering his cheeks, Venom spread them wider, giving him access to the pink entrance. Ignoring the quivers and noises of protest, the symbiote lowered its face and swiped its tongue at the hole. A shudder rocked through Peter before he stilled, realizing what had happened. Trying to look over his shoulder, another spasm of heat swam through his body as the slippery muscle swirled around his entrance. Licking up the cavern between his cheeks had Peter gripping onto his wrist constraints, squirming from the weird tingle that shot up his spine. Unconsciously opening his legs wider, he pressed back into the sensations, panting moans tumbling out of his parted lips.

A sinister chuckle reached Parker's ears as the symbiote moved over his body, mouth inches away from the shell. "You're turning into a whore, Peter," he breathed, the low grumble of his chest making the superhero flush. "Spreading yourself so easy for us."

A snarl was Parker's reply, refusing to believe it, though he knew. He knew what was happening, but couldn't bother himself with caring. Spiderman was giving in. Peter didn't see himself as weak, only as wanting, taking what his body demanded. Release. There was no control, never had been. But he couldn't show that…not yet.

The symbiote seemed to sense the shift, the change taking over the supple body beneath him. But they wanted to completely have the spider at their mercy, begging for them. Pointed smile widening, Venom slithered off, retreating to a splintered rack of dominatrix items. Most of the shelf was destroyed from their violent bout, but a few things were still intact. Picking a simple, solid wood paddle, Venom spun it in his hand as he approached the pristine ass presented to him.

"We do not like silence, spider. We want to hear it all. Call out for us."

Wicked grin glistening in the dim light, the symbiote retracted its arm and brought the paddle hurdling down onto the smooth skin. Eyes flying open as pain coursed through his body, Peter wanted nothing more than to scream, yet his lungs constricted to the point where air could barely seep out. Lifting the paddle away, Venom brought it back down on the abused flesh, waiting to hear what he wanted. Fingers biting into his palms, the hero clenched his eyes closed and bowed his head, a mix of a whimper and a yelp coming from his open mouth. Again and again, the symbiote spanked the reddened cheeks, power filling him as Peter became louder and louder, his penis hardening with every yell.

"NO! Sto-ah! More…no-MORE! Aaaa-uhhhhh! PLE-ase…Venom. VENom!" Defeated and wanting nothing more than for it to stop, tears leaked out of Peter's eyes at the abuse, shaking at the immense pain that throbbed from his cheeks.

The symbiote put his arm up for another swing and paused, looking at the trembling body and welting bottom of his spider. His arm slowly fell down to his side and dropped the paddle. "Call our name, little spider. Only our name."

Hearing the command yet knowing that something within would break if he complied, Parker hesitated, wishing to be fulfilled and have everything end. But the pain was excruciating. If he started up again, Peter didn't know how much longer he could handle it, if at all. "Ve…" Gritting his teeth as he lowered his head, the hero relaxed his tensed fists and slumped down, letting go of his pride. "Venom…please."

Quietly, the nemesis leaned over and wrapped his arms around the smaller man, letting his tongue lick up the damp face. Peter flinched as the symbiote touched the battered skin, a gasp escaping him as the black ooze flowed over him. Melted heat seared his flesh as he pushed into the strong body, feeling like a trapped bird. Craning his neck as he shuddered from the intensity, the superhero felt the pleasure come alive in his body again as the symbiote tenderly mended him.

"Give everything to us. Your pleasure, your pain. Give to us."

Strong hands stroked down the shivering body, nails gently biting into the skin for delicious contact. Peter felt his mind drift, letting his body betray him to the needs it so thoroughly wanted quenched. Venom slithered his tongue across the exposed neck, loving the feel of a pliant Spiderman underneath him. Allowing his hand to trail farther down, he pressed into the hard abdomen muscles resting above Parker's penis. Jumping at the contact, Peter licked his dry lips, summoning up the courage to push through the haze in his mind.

"Are you…are you really going to do this?"

No answer came as the slithering mass formed over his body, pushing his body temperature higher. It was like remembering an old friend, one that knew all your dirty, little secrets. Weakly pulling at his trapped wrists, Peter couldn't deny the symbiote from worming its way back into his mind. "Come back to us, Peter. We will be one," the sensuous purr rippled throughout his being.

"N…no. Please. I want to be me."

The whispered plea stilled the symbiote, aching tethers wanting to explore yet holding back for its master. Running a lone finger down the bowed spine, Venom pressed the digit between the beaten cheeks. He leaned over the twitching body, letting his tongue swirl around the supple neck. "We want you, Spider," the deep rumble against Peter's ear went straight to his nether regions. "Be one with us."

"I will never say yes to you."

The bitter growl from the brunette had Venom sighing to himself. "Either way, dear one, you are ours."

Pushing the lone finger passed the tight outer walls, the nemesis grinned maliciously at the terror-filled cry. Letting the symbiote swarm off his hand and into the deep recesses, it pushed and filled the hot cavern. Peter squirmed and tried pulling away, but nothing helped.

"Stop. I don't want this!"

Venom chuckled as the symbiote retreated, roiling back to his hand. "Satisfy us, dainty spider." Venom's claws dug into the bruising hips, forcibly positioning Peter for his aching penis.

"Wha-"

Gritting pointed fangs, the smiling demon fiercely shoved the tip of his cock through the virgin entrance. Eyes straining in shock, tears of pain welled up and leaked out of the unblinking orbs. Pulling at the restraints with his back arched, a silent scream wedged itself in Peter's throat. Beaten and scraped from the swift method, one hand slipped free, grabbing onto Venom's wrist.

Venom shifted deeper as he regarded the spasming frame, allowing the symbiote to awaken. Light-headed, Peter thought he had stopped breathing when passionate fire and healing numbness called him from the brink.

"You will remember every single detail of this night."

A twinge of euphoria had Peter's cock swelling with unwanted desire. 'No. Please, no…'

Lungs straining for air, saliva dripped from the corners of the hero's mouth as his entrance was carefully stretched by the churning symbiote. Fingertips biting into the thick wrist, Peter desperately tried to stay conscious as he was torn and mended over and over. Venom shuddered above his heaving back, a growl trickling into Peter's too sensitive ear.

"We will never let you go."

Slipping farther into the darkness of pain and pleasure and deeper pain and a furious desire, an ache, one of pure, cold, ruthless belief that everything would be okay, eroded at the core of Peter's being. Even through all of this, he could no longer believe that he could be whole. But, did he really want to be? His body wanted this, wanted HIM so bad, but his mind was splitting. Slipping into a deep chasm of pain and pleasure and hating but loving every second of it.

"No."

Pushing deeper into the warm insides, Venom sneered. "No, our Spider?"

"I…ah…I don't want to remember. Break me so I don't have to be anymore."

The symbiote crawled over the sweating body, leeching to the inner heat and mind of its prey. "Then BE with us."

Eyes flying open as he felt being inside someone and wanting to be taken, his mind shattered and came back together as he understood, finally understood what was happening. The realization delighted and horrified him. Being in Eddie Brock's mind, the symbiote's mind, his own mind, scared him more than anything but everything went away. Everything but the base need, the primal need to feel. To climb into the euphoric clouds of orgasmic fucking.

Peter drew a shaky breath, coming back to himself. "Want. Now."

The wickedly humored grin of the symbiote said everything as it gripped the lithe hips of the hero, pulling back and slamming back in one fluid motion. Debased and carnal, Peter snarled and cried out for more, demanding to be fed his desires and have his passions met. Giving up, finally giving in to his body, he never wanted to be more in the moment than jumping off a building, feeling that fleeting moment of near death and survival.

Hands clamping down on his hips to leave bruises from the crushing heat, pinpricks of pain from the biting fingers clawing at his abused chest and back, all emotions swirled into a numb vortex to feed at the need to throw himself over the edge. Moans that leaked into words rushed from Peter's lips, spilling out curses and mantras of more. Can't stop. Too close.

Sightless white eyes drank in the keening hero, fallen and begging for release, for them. A rumbling purr filled their chest, leaning over the splayed body as the thrusts sped up. Caging Peter to their body, the sinewy tongue flickered out and danced around the strained neck, lapping at a drop of sweat. Pain and pleasure mixed with fear to create a devilish concoction of bliss, one that would always be associated with them.

Peter bit his lip to keep from crying out at the dig into his prostate, the rapid nudging pushing him over, too far. Feeling the rigid hesitation in the small body, Venom chuckled darkly as he toyed with the hero's leaking cock. "Come."

The husky whisper had Peter rapidly shaking his head no before he could process the word. He couldn't give up. Not yet. There was something…something that he needed to do. Why couldn't he remember? A shallow thrust broke through his reverie as his muscles rippled around the engorged flesh, a groan encouraging more.

Fraying and rapidly losing his mind's capability to think, Peter swirled down into the depths of sensation, cradled delicately in the symbiote's grasp. Venom bit lightly at the crook of his neck, teeth pricking harshly into the soft skin. Rolling his hips back, a growl of arousal had the symbiote slamming forward, sparkling red welling up where the teeth pierced.

"Nomorenomore…can't-can't take, ahhuuunm-" Body quivering at the overload, feeling the seismic heat right there, and not being able to reach it. "FUCK!" Pushing back and feeling his prostate struck repeatedly to no avail, Peter moaned in aggravation and wiggled to try and touch his flaming penis.

The symbiote curiously watched the spider's actions, satisfied to know that there would be no end unless he gave it. "Come, little spider. Come for us."

"I…" Peter struggled lamely, face twisted into a snarl. "I WANT to come! But…but-I CAN'T!"

Pulling completely out, the hero squirmed to keep the symbiote encased in him to no avail. The frustration etched itself into Peter's being and Venom gleefully shoved back in without preamble. Shocked and convulsing back around his full length, the hero tried to breathe and keep his eyes from seeing stars. Bucking spastically to get his climax, Peter strained against his bonds and cried out as tears welled up in his eyes.

Almost to the breaking point, the symbiote wormed its way around Peter's cock and teased the ring up. The hero thrust into the black heat, hopeful whispers of encouragement keeping his small bit of sanity. "Yeah, there. Please please, good. Ah-yes-" Air hitching in his lungs, a hand wrapped around his shaft and stroked the ring the rest of the way off.

Melting completely into his passion hazed state, Peter whimpered and mewled as his body was used, not giving a damn about the circumstances anymore. Venom consumed him, mind and body, and the moment went on forever.

Until, Peter gave in.

Orgasm erupted throughout the hero, hard and fast and excruciatingly painful to the point of euphoria. As the first wave crashed, his body stilled long enough for his heart to seize before rocking back against his nemesis' hard body. Mouth open in a silent scream, he bowed his head and screwed his eyes shut, seaching for the end of the light. Venom milked his body for all it was worth, squarely hitting his prostate and pumping all the fluid from him. Lungs bursting for air at the bittersweet treatment, Peter tried to lick his battered lips but found his mouth dry. Climax ebbing away, he was left with a sharp tingling that flared over his body, lightweight and somehow floating though he was on the ground.

Fuzzy, sleep addled murkiness crept over his vision as his boneless frame was carefully gathered up in strong arms, cocooned in safety and warmth. Nuzzling in the purring chest, the hero lulled himself down to sleep, helped along with the drugs and calm blanket of symbiote. He could have sworn he heard something come from the symbiote, a simple truth that pulled him under.

Wide toothy grin and white eyes watched the hero fall into slumber, symbiote making sure that he stayed that way. "Pretty…" A growled murmur breathed over the lithe form before darkness claimed everything.

Ending Note: Okay, so this is the end. There will be a short epilogue after this, but it's not a necessary read. It will be bittersweet and not left on a happy happy joy joy note. Just to forewarn.