Anti-Venom

Demos Straxus

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Anti-Venom (sorry ladies, we're all full up :p )

Well as long as we've got scifi and fantasy her, I thought I might offer up a little one on one fun. Basic premise is Eddie Brock (AKA Venom) Is out webswinging, when he discovers his symbiote is in heat, and that they need to mate with a human female....possibly several

Fair Warning: The symbiote can create tentacles, is almost mindless, superhumanly strong, has a nifty tongue, and can do all sorts of weird shit. Not for the faint of heart by any means ;)

PM me if you're interested
 
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Lara

Lara slipped out the back door of the near empty club, holding the long coat closer around her body and covering her skimpy work 'uniform'. As things go, the job wasn't bad, security kept the customers off her, for the most part, and all she had to do was wait tables and serve drinks. She shook her long, thick red hair out of the pigtail braids she wore at work, letting it fall in a wavy sheet down her back. She had found that dressing far younger than her 22 years made her more tips, and she could certainly pull it off. She had a sweet young face, large blue eyes, and a slim athletic figure. Her breasts were rounder and fuller than the teenage look, but no one minded. But tonight had been a bad one, one of the customers didn't understand that she wasn't a dancer, wasn't available, and had gotten his hands all the way up her short skirt before Chuck noticed and kicked him out.

Her heels clicked on the deserted pavement, echoing against the brick walls and stinking alleys. Just a few more blocks until she was in her tiny apartment, not much, but hers, and with a big solid door that locked. She paused, thinking she heard something, thinking about how her night's tips were in cash, a fat roll in her pocket. No one was on the street. The clouds raced across the moon again, eerie pale shadows shifting with the light. It was nothing, just these late night walks home after the noise and ambiance of the club. Just being on edge for too long.

She swung her long legs a bit faster, her heels clicking a bit more rapidly, reminding herself not to appear afraid. Her figure and grace gave some of her story, coming to the big city to make her way as a performer, good quality ballet training, slim frame. But she never quite made it, though she hadn't fallen all they way just yet. So far she had refused to dance at the club, though she had been given the opportunity. She had to find a new job, soon, these late night walks on the city streets were getting to her.

Just a few more blocks. Just a few more nights. Lord please keep me safe for just a few more...
 
A shadow followed her. They had been at the club for some time, observing her from afar, hiding their power beneath Brock's human appearence.

Now they could hunt. This was good. Normaly the human in them would have disdained against this sort of dishonorable behavior, but they were two, and the symbiote was the guiding force tonight.

Venom moved along the rooftops, shifting the color of his symbiote to match the background, and effortlessly moving ahead of the woman. A tounge flicked out from their most, tasting her scent. Dropping into a half crouch before her, they returned to their prefered form.

The shadows seemed to darken instead of fade as they appeared. A large hulking shape. Talons scratched against the ground, and tendrils whipped to and fro.

A pair of large, luminus white eyes stared at her. A long pink tongue flicked past knife like teeth that formed a deathlike grin, dripping green spittle. A large venomous white spider was emblazoned upon their chest signafying their namesake. They smiled at her, and it was not a pleasent thing.

"Good evening. We could not help but notice you lacked for company tonite. We would be most happy to remedy the situation. We are Venom."
 
Lara

It was so quiet her mind almost refused to register its presence in that first split second. A thing straight from nightmare had appeared directly in her path. The ongue, the teeth, the symbol...she managed to take a few steps backward, but refused to turn her back on the thing.

"Good evening. We could not help but notice you lacked for company tonite. We would be most happy to remedy the situation. We are Venom."

She knew ... things stalked the city, she caught glimmerings of a world completely above her concern, a few masked heroes and a legion of their adversaries. Most of the news reports were of mass disasters, averted or carried out, dozens or hundreds of people caught as pawns in the fight. What could Venom want with a single, solitary, unimportant woman? Her mind formed an answer, that no one would miss her for long, and her guts went cold.

She found her voice, aching at how soft she sounded, but managed to form words. "Mr. Venom, thank you for your concern, but I'm nearly home. I can make it from here." She stared at the shining, pointed teeth and tried to find the courage and energy to run.
 
"Home?"

They seemed to consider the idea. It would work as well as any place for the time being

"That will serve our purposes well enough....for now. You will of course take us there."
 
Lara

Lara's eyes widened and she shook her head, her hair swishing over the fabric of her coat. "No, no, I can't. I should go by myself..." She was backing up more quickly, wondering if anyone would pay attention if she started screaming.
 
Venom moved towards her, his motions casual, and tone dripping with sadistic delight.

"Oh.........but we insist."

suddenly tentacles flashed out from his body, towards the woman.
 
Lara

The tentacles blocked her path and the entire manuver ended with her far too close to Venom for her comfort and with quickly limited options. She cried out in surprise and moved to avoid touching him, but was determined she wasn't going to take him home with her, like some sick interpretation of a date.

"I don't care what you want, I'm not taking you to my apartment. Look at you, why should I take you in to my home?"
 
Venom snickered at her comment.

"We do not recall asking your permission."

Venom stepped closer, his tentacles cutting off her escapes. Reaching up he cupped her cheek in one hand, and his suit seemed to melt off it, exposing a caloused hand.

"Make no mistake. We Shall have you. If you come willingly we can make it most pleasurable.......if not..."

The suit covered his hand again, and razor sharp talons traced the line of her jaw, not quite hard enough to draw blood.

"We shall have you anyway."
 
Lara

She found herself surrounded and as he reached for her she shut her eyes, steeling herself against whatever he might do. But it was just a hand that reached her skin, warm, rough skin, and strong, but by far the most human thing about the terrifying creature. She blinked in surprise.

"Make no mistake. We Shall have you. If you come willingly we can make it most pleasurable.......if not..."

And then the warm skin against hers changed and she whimpered in response to the sharp talon easing along her jaw, a threat of inhuman violence beyond words.

"We shall have you anyway."

She shuddered and tried not to think about what she was about to do.

"Its just a few blocks, that way. Riverwood Apartments. I'm on the top floor in the back corner..." her voice had quieted to a whisper, defeated.
 
The tentacles parted, and suddenly they were gone. Near her ear a voice spoke quietly from the shadows.

"Lead on. We shall follow."

There was no sign of the creature, but it would be a foolish person indeed that thought them gone.
 
Lara

"Lead on. We shall follow."

And he was gone, leaving her alone in the street, or as alone as she had been before. She looked around, trying to sight the creature, but shuddered again as she realized that seeing him would be no less comforting than not. It could have been one big psychotic episode, right?

She walked toward her building, trying to convince herself that she had simply lost her mind, but her cheek tingled from where he had touched her. It was too real. Her heels clicked as emptily as ever and all too soon she was in front of her building. She hadn't seen or heard or felt a hint of him, if she was going to try to get help, now would be the time. She swallowed nervously and scanned the clouded sky again. In her heart she knew he couldn't be far, and her chances were beyond slim. And the thought of what he could do if he was upset... She turned her key in the lock and started up the stairs.

Her door was battered, but solid, and she effeciently unlocked the three bolts. As quickly as she could she whirled into her small apartment, throwing the locks back into place behind her and pressing her back against the door. It was like waking from a nightmare as a child, maybe if she didn't move he couldn't find her, if she didn't turn on a light, if she didn't breathe too loud. Maybe by being still and small and quiet he would pass her by.
 
a drop of some liquid touched her shoulder as she stood there, coming from the ceiling.
 
Lara

She felt a soft weight on her shoulder, and reached to touch it, her fingers sliding on liquid. She shuddered and stepped further in to the main room of the apartment, turning on the floor lamp by the sofa. It was a small one bedroom apartment in a rundown building, cheaply furnished, but neat and well cared for. She slipped out of her coat and laid it on one of the two chairs by the small table. She seemed to run out of things to do then, wringing her hands nervously, but refusing to turn around, to look for the creature.
 
A voice chuckled from the shadows by the door, and Venom emerged, crawling along the ceiling like some demon from hell. Dropping soundlessly to the floor, his grin broadened again as he spoke.

"Honey.....I'm home."
 
Lara

The laughter made her freeze, like a frightened rabbit. Her hands gripped the edge of the table, her knuckles white from strain.

Her voice was low as she asked the question burning in her mind. "What do you want from me?" She didn't know if she actually wanted to know the answer, but not knowing had its own brand of terror.
 
Venom put a finger to his lips, as he strolled casualy towards her, actualy seeming to consider the question. When they spoke, his voice actualy seemed more human.

"My symbiote has decided that it is time that I mate, so that we may bring new life into the world. We have chosen you for that purpose."
 
Lara

He was not only a monster, he was batshit insane.

"Your simbee whatever shouldn't choose people who don't want to ... mate ... with you. Is there anyway I can decline the honor you...both...have given me? and not mate with...either of you?" without pissing you off and completely ignoring the 'new life' bit. She hoped her birth control worked against simbeoats or aliens or whatever this guy was.
 
Venom's grin widened, until it seemed as if his head would topple from lack of support.

"No. You should feel honored.....it is unusual for us to mate at all. Brock is celibate by choice, and the symbiote is asexual in nature."

Stepping slowly towards her, tendrils extended once more from his costume, and began to twine soflty around her limbs.
nope
"Besides......you will enjoy it. Trust us."

Wherever the symbiote touched her clothes, the seemed to burn away, but where it touched her skin it felt velvety soft, and pleasently warm to the touch. At the same time there seemed to be an almost electric feeling to the touch, as if it were communicating directly with her nervous system.

Venom's mask slipped away to reveal the rugged countenence of Eddie Brock.
His face had the appearence of one who was once good looking, but seemed to have lost that element in a hard and unforgiving life. His blonde hair was cut in a military crew cut, and his jaw line was speckled with a day or mores growth of beard. His eyes were ice blue, and were cold with lust.

"We thought it might be easier for you if you saw a friendlier face before we began."
 
Lara

The tentacles reached toward her and there was nowhere left to run. She whimpered as the first one slid around her wrist, but gasped as it felt pleasant, something humming softly in her blood. More gentle tentacles wrapped around her arms, her ankles and thighs. There was strength there, but so far he hadn't hurt her, and if it hadn't been completely terrifying, the energectic hum running through her was exciting, an intense feeling that was entirely new.

The man's face appeared instead of the monster's and Lara gasped again.

"We thought it might be easier for you if you saw a friendlier face before we began."

That is not a friendlier face. He was a man who had seen and done unpleasant things for a long time. The look of cold hunger was something not even the skeviest of the customers at the club displayed. reading the emotion behind the monster's words on a very human face made her situation real to her, this wasn't going to end, not until the chill fire in those eyes was sated.

At the same time, she wondered what sort of man could live like this, if there was still a man in there, and how very alone he must feel. She reached to stroke his cheek softly, her hand small and pale and soft against his jaw.
 
Venom looked startled at the action. No one touched him like that. Instinctively, he brought a hand up and pushed her hand away, albiet gently.

His mask recovered his head, and Eddie was gone. All traces of his humanity seemed to fade as his grin reapeared and he waggled a finger at her.

"Naughty Naughty. We didn't say anything about you touching us, but if you insist.....how about a kiss?"

She was suddenly pulled closer to the teeth as the monster grinned at her, his tongue flicking out to lick her cheek, before he pressed in, roughly kissing her with inhuman strength, and indescribable need. As if in response to this, the tentacles holding her seemed to melt onto Lara's skin, starting to cover it.
 
Lara

He reacted so quickly, she was surprised by it every time, and her eyes widened as the man was replaced by the monster once again.

"Naughty Naughty. We didn't say anything about you touching us, but if you insist.....how about a kiss?"

He pulled her toward those wickedly sharp teeth, his tentacles curling over her back and shoulders, drawing her in. She turned her head and cried out, struggling, as he flicked his tongue against her cheek. She pushed back against his chest as he kissed her, that terrible hunger of his had almost enough form to taste on his lips. The last few scraps of her now unrecognizeable clothing fell from her skin, leaving her exposed under his web of tentacles. Her skin hummed in response and Lara couldn't tell if she was moaning or whimpering.
 
Venom continued to grin as he took her jaw in one hand, forcing her into the kiss. His tentacles meanwhile started to explore, sliding acoss her warm body, testing and teasing her her. One tentacl in particular seemed interested in her pussy, moving up, and rubbing against it from its former postion on her thigh.
 
Lara

She accepted the kiss, closing her eyes and shivering slightly as he claimed her mouth. Her eyes flew wide and her fingers dug into his chest as the creeping tentacle pressed against her mound. Her protests were unintelligable, but she communicated quite well with her hips, gyrating any way they could to try to escape any further explorations.
 
Venom's other tentacles hold her firmly in place, aparently not even stressed by her struggles.

Venom chuckles darkly at her.

"Oh, but we are only beginning."

The tentacle returns, refusing to be denied, as it slowly touches her, the stranger matriel it is composed to covering and entering her womanhood simultainiosly.

Venom's hand reaches out, and they begin a slow carress of her breast.
 
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