In her Room on her day off, Luisa struggles with letting herself relax so you try to help her but she ends up helping you instead.
SECOND PERSPECTIVE, Use of the nickname “cutie”, Praise kink, Soft dom loisa, Body worship, Fingering, Hickies on the thighs, Eating out, 69ing, overstimulation
1991 words
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SMUT UNDER THE CUT
After the miracle got restored, Luisa has been trying to get better about taking breaks, “trying” being emphasized here. She schedules herself to take a day off at least once a week so as not to overwhelm herself and to give her time to get used to doing nothing. Luisa had never been good at doing nothing. Even now as she sits with you eating lunch her hands are twitching to do something.
"Can someone help me-" you hear Peppa start but as she enters and sees Luisa stand abruptly from the table, disturbing both of your glasses, she turns back around to find someone else, cautiously. Luisa huffs, her shoulders slump and she has a pout that makes your gut twist. Taking Luisa's thick, strong arm gently in your hand, you guide her to sit back down next to you. Your hand glides down from her arm to her hand and you hold it gently, like it’ll break.
"How about we go back to your room? That way no one can interrupt your day off." You suggest, knowing full and well that it'll take a little more convincing to get her to follow you. She’s stubborn at the best of times, but that’s one of the reasons you loved her so much. Her strong resolve always made you feel secure. You could not waver on this, she needed a break, she deserved a break and deserved to be able to relax just like anyone else in the village.
“C’mon, love. Wouldn’t it be easier to relax in your room?” You got up and guided her out of her seat, she let you lead her all the way to her room with the smallest smile as you held her hands so softly.
“You’re right. I need to take a break.” She reluctantly agreed. You lead her over to her bed and let her sit on her own. You took off your shoes, deciding comfort is the most important thing right now, and stepped over to the record player. You selected a light guitar vinyl to set the mood. When you returned to Luisa, you sat behind her on her bed and started to rub her shoulders. She hummed in appreciation as you rubbed the knots out of her muscles.
“Thank you, cutie.” Luisa blushes, her hands covering your own on her shoulders. “I really appreciate you being patient with me.”
“Of course, I just want you to feel comfortable. You deserve it, after everything you do for everyone.” you hum smiling back at her. She reaches behind to scoop you up and places you on her lap. She kissed you, her lips firm but her hands on your hips were so soft and comforting. She moved away from your lips and placed little pecks on your cheeks. Her arms wrapped around you and pulled you into her sturdy form, she was so warm which contrasted the stone detailing in her room. Her chin sat atop your head as you cuddled, your hands reaching around to rub and lightly scratch her back.
“You know,” Luisa hums “I think I just thought of the perfect way to relax.” You looked up at her curious. Of course you want to help her in any way you could with whatever idea she came up with. When she met your eyes, she leaned down, startling you with a kiss. She was slow, even with the abrupt start, but forceful. It contrasted how gently she held you, how softly her big hands trailed up the middle of your back to cradle your head, her fingers slowly entangling in your hair. Her hands didn’t move an inch when you both parted slowly.
Breath only returned to you when you held her honeyed gaze. Her brows were furrowed but her smile held such a contentment to them, like holding you was all she ever needed. Her breathing slowed from the kiss and you relaxed enough to let your hands wander over her. You traced along her spine branching out to her shoulder blades. Her breath hitching at how slow and gentle you were, barely tickling the skin down her biceps. Your hands held her shoulders firmly, asking her to fall back onto the bed.
“Today’s supposed to be about you.” you pout, your form barely shadowing her as she laid before you, blushing beautifully. Slowly you reach to untuck her shirt from her skirt, your other hand cradling her cheek. You straddle her waist keeping closer to her torso. You want to see her, see all the faces she makes, you want her, everything she is, is a treasured moment you refuse to forget.
“Is this okay?” You rasp your hand under her shirt to rub soothing circles against her waist. When Luisa nods, her voice failing her as she tries to catch her breath, you trail kisses up her neck smiling. As soon as you trail your hand any higher, she rolls the two of you so she’s on top, careful not to put too much weight on you, just enough to hold you down. You gasp, out of surprise and the sudden weight against your pelvis.
“Hey, hey I’m supposed to be on top this time. I wanna make you feel good.” you stuttered, looking up at her hunched frame cradling you on the bed. She nuzzled her face into your neck, the wisps in her hair tickling against your skin.
“But,” she breathes in, inhaling your scent, “You’re just so-” Luisa sighs, hugging you closer. “My cutie, I just can’t help it.” You wrapped your legs against her waist giggling slightly. She untucks your shirt, throwing it off you as fast as she could without ripping it, not that you minded. Her head went straight to your chest, trailing kisses around your nipples and up your throat.
“You’re so beautiful.” she hums taking her own shirt off, exposing her chest, but before you could reach out she dived back down to play with you more. Your arms wrapped around her as you moan out praise. She left red and purple marks down your neck and chest all the way down your hips, just before your pants.
“Let’s get rid of these,” she nearly ripped them off as she pulled off your pants and replaced them with kisses and nibbles starting from your ankle down the inside of your leg. “Look at you,” Luisa purred, “so good, you’re doing so well, cutie.” Her hands reached you before her mouth could, gently prodding and rubbing your hole. You couldn’t stop twitching, each callus on her fingers, each bump and wrinkle, each kiss she gave you only added to your burning core. Your fingers found purchase in the waistband of her skirt.
She took the hint immediately, only parting from you enough to pull her skirt and bloomers off. Now, with you both naked, you laid in the bed together. You played with her boobs, kissing and sucking on them from under her as her hand went back to your hole. Finally, she entered you, the tip of her finger pushing through you, stretching you out so prettily for her. It barely burned after she started pumping into you.
“So pretty, so good for me. You’re doing so good.” She hums looking at you through her eyelashes and soaking in your moans. When she added another finger, you whimpered. She was going so fast, you could barely keep up, but it felt so good. Her thumb rubbed at your sensitivity. Her lips attached themselves back to your neck, whispering sweet nothings into your skin. Her other hand held firm on your hip, stopping it from bucking or even twitching. There’s going to be a bruise on it later, you knew, a bruise of her hand left by an ongoing orgasm, the perfect sign that you belong to her.
She added more fingers up until you trembled around her but even then she didn’t stop. She relentlessly rubbed you, attacking that specific spot in you that had you sobbing out, for more, for a break, it didn’t matter to you at that point. You needed something and you trusted her to give it to you. Give it to you she did, at your third orgasm she finally pulled her fingers away from you, leaving you empty and shaking.
When you thought she was finally done, you tried to get yourself on your elbows, before she pushed you back down. Her face aligned with your quivering hole, watching it contract around nothing, before she leaned down to your thighs. Slowly she took the skin in between her teeth, sucking and nipping blue and red marks into them. Claiming you, keeping you close, and overstimulating you to the brink of stupidity. You feel so warm with her. She’s so soft with you, keeping you close without ever crushing you. She would never hurt you, but she could. She could lift you over her head, throw you, crush you, but she never would. She wants you safe and happy, and you always are with her.
Your thoughts are drawn back to the soreness between your legs when you feel hot breath tickling it. You gasp out when you feel her wet tongue lap at you. You were still wet from your previous orgasms and your slick started covering her chin as she continued her assault against your most sensitive parts. You looked down at her, your hand grasping at her hair while your other holds her hand, fingers intertwined. Through all of this debauchery, the stimulation sending your nerves on fire and keeping your head fuzzy, all you could think about was how beautiful Luisa looked. Her eyes were so focused on your sex and her mouth was glistening as she mumbled how good you tasted. Her hand holding you down flexed against your twitching hips, the veins protruding and fingers digging into you. The one holding your hand was softer and relaxed but desperate to keep you there. You needed her. You needed to feel her twitch around you, just as you had around her.
“Please, Luisa, my love, let me pleasure you too,” you gasped, causing her to look up and meet your eyes with a lifted brow.
“Of course, cutie, ” she smirks at you, shifting so that her pussy is over your face while she has easy access to your hole. You lean up to lick at her clit. You swipe your tongue around it, earning a groan out of her which vibrated through you. You felt the need to bring more out of her like an itch in your veins needing to be scratched. She was addicting, her scent, her taste, you needed everything.
Luisa shook above you as you licked through her folds. Her thighs clenched and she dripped onto your face just as you released. She faltered onto her elbows, taking deep breaths. You rubbed her ass, soothing her from her high before she sat up. She moved to spoon you from behind, holding onto your waist keeping you near her chest.
“You did so good for me,” she rasped, her voice scratchy but calming. You huddled in her chest turning so you could hug her back.
“How are you feeling?” you asked, voice small and cracking. She pulled you closer to her. You were so tired, you didn’t think you could keep your eyes open anymore.
“I feel great! I could use a nap, though.” her giggle rumbled through her chest, making you feel lighter than before. You can’t help but smile, not only had you finally gotten Luisa to enjoy her day off but her happiness has always been contagious.
“I could too. C’mere.” You held her impossible close as you both nodded off in your messes, not even bothering to cover up from the cool air. You didn’t need to, Luisa gave you plenty of warmth as you wrapped one leg over her waist. You finally dozed off when you heard Luisa’s light snoring.
Eddie and Venom use He/They pronouns throughout the fiction and although the reader is afab there is no description of genitalia only that they have two holes, they still use gender neutral pronouns. Sorry if its ooc its been a while since I saw venom and seen something of venom comics, I mainly wrote this for my friend. !MINORS DNI!
CW: SMUT, Diaphilia, Double Penetration, biting, use of tendrils in bondage, degradation, after care <3, cussing, cumming on stomach
Summary: A movie night with Eddie and Venom have you thinking and they are happy to answer any questions you have, thoroughly
*SMUT UNDER THE CUT*
One late evening you found yourself bored lounging at your friend Eddie's apartment. He was arguing with his symbiote over what food they should eat while watching the movie you brought over. Venom was offended that they couldn't serve chicken nuggets smothered in chocolate while you were thankful Eddie refused to let you eat that.
Being with the pair was interesting. They often argued but in a way an old married couple would, without any real spite in their words. You suppose that's what happens when you're with someone at every second of the day. Eddie couldn't even shower without Venom.
Eddie sat on the couch with arms full of snacks and drinks. His arm rested behind your head on the back of the couch and he started the movie but you couldn't pay attention to that at the moment. A question plagued your mind. If they shared a body that must mean that they've seen each other's dick right? Does venom even have a dick if he doesn't have a body?
You couldn't just ask that outright but you were so curious. Did Eddie even jack off without Venom breathing down his neck? Questions just followed one after the other as you thought of a gentle way to ask without any suspicion to you thinking about their dicks.
"Eddie," you asked, turning towards him "what's it like sharing a body with someone?" It was the perfect way to summarize your questions without any risque details. Eddie turned towards you, grabbing the remote to pause the movie, clearly taken aback by the sudden question.
"It's- well y'know it's different." he shrugged clearly, never having given it much thought. "I don't know, no one's really asked before."
"Do you guys ever get any privacy? like what if you have to take a shit? is venom there shitting with you or does he just hang out?" You may have gone into too much detail about this hypothetical but for them it wasn't hypothetical, that's how they lived and you needed to know how they dealt with it.
"It's definitely different having an alien up your ass." he chuckled. "I guess we're both going to the bathroom whenever we need to since we share the same digestive system."
"So is it like when a pregnant person has a baby and they both take in nutrients but some of it goes to the baby and the person shits for both of them?"
"I think so," Eddie shrugged, not really know the answer himself. "What's with the sudden interest?"
You shrugged too deep in it not to give yourself away now that you've gotten comfortable in the topic.
"I was just thinking about how Venom would be with you even in the shower since its not like he can leave you." you came clean with your exact thought process.
"Are you asking if venom's seen my dick?" he snorted, clearly finding it entertaining.
"Well obviously you've seen each other's dicks right?" Eddie couldn't help but bust out in laughter. He nodded all the same, however.
"Yeah." he snorted. After a pause you furrowed your eyebrows together.
"Does Venom even have a dick?" He can't, right? He doesn't have a body.
"Do you want to find out?" it was a suggestive question voiced in such a way you agreed without actually processed what he asked. The next thing you knew Eddie was starting to slowly strip in front of you.
Eddie's pants finally hit the floor but before you could see him in all of his naked glory he transformed into venom.
Venom bent down to where you were sitting on the couch and slowly took the blanket off of you. His tongue snaked out to graze your neck, barely touching the skin with a featherweight sensation.
"You are a curious one." he whispered, hovering just above your ear. Venom's breath fanned your face sending shivers down your spine. His large hands held your hips in place as he nipped at your neck.
"V-Venom" you stuttered trying to get his attention. You weren't surprised by his behavior but they usually went so much slower, they were usually gentle when handling you. This side was new and exciting and hard, very hard.
His dick was rubbing against your thigh. It had a worrying weight to it and even jus him moving made it evident how it pressed up against you. You could feel the veins on the sides of it as it throbbed, ready to be touched. You couldn't help your hand moving down and grabbing it gently, resting it on your palm to rub the tip.
Venom's shoulders tensed and his thighs flinched at the sudden contact. His breath hitched on your shoulder.
When your hand traveled down you found that Eddie's dick wasn't covered by the symbiote which explained why what you felt on your thigh was so heavy, because there were two of them.
Eddie was girthy but he had a good amount of length to him and he was smoother on the sides except for one down the bottom, unlike his exaggerated counterpart who was very veiny.
Trying your best to keep eye contact with venom, who seemed to enjoy your teasing, you attempted to play with them both. Venom rested his head in between your should and your neck, covering your body with his own.
"I can't take this anymore." Venom mumbled, you barely heard a word of it from how raspy his voice was before he bit into your neck. It was sudden and you were already hyper aware of his breath on your neck letting you feel the exact moment his teeth connected with you. You gasped from the surprise but didn't push him away. He licked at your wound when he pulled back, his long tongue sneaking up and down your throat.
Finally he grew tired of your playing and used his tendrils to grab your hands while his hands made work of your clothes. The cold air made your nipples erect making them Venom's next victim. You whined when his tongue licked down the center of your chest only to move to your right nipple, nipping at it as he got closer. His hand moved to play with your left nipple while his other one felt up and down your sides, making its way down to your sex.
With his tendrils holding your hands in place you had nothing to hold purchase at the sudden stimulation. Venom bit at your chest drawing another whine. Your hips tried to buck but were stopped when two more tendrils came out of his back to hold your thighs still.
You were shaking and you hadn't even cum yet. He was lukewarm to touch and had a sheen to him that you never knew if it was sweat or not but it made you both sticky as he grinded against your front.
"Look at you, whining like a slut" Venom smirked. He was satisfied with the effect he had on you, even more so with the feeling you gave him. You sobbed out when you felt them move to rub against your holes. You were so ready for him and his lubrication only seemed to increase on his dick. He was slick and ready. If you didn't need to be prepared first, they would already be thrusting into you.
"Please, please- Venom" you sobbed, you were ready for him, ready for both of them. You wanted to feel them inside you, you needed to feel as full as they made you.
"Did I tell you to speak, whore?" Venom warned, his voice was biting but his touch became gentle in that moment. You sobbed again, knowing he would only tease you more but needing to feel them and finish with them. You were already getting ahead of yourself, whining and pleading with them to do more.
You were shocked to feel Venom's teeth in your side, your hips and even your arms. He was marking you up and down, leaving bruises that'll be sore later. You couldn't think about that now, you could barely think about anything besides their mouth on your skin.
A shock ran through your body when his tip got caught in your hole. Your flinch caught their attention. Slowly they adjusted to prod the tips at both of your holes barely penetrating the surface. You writhed underneath them wanting so badly to move but being incapable to do so because of the grip he has you in.
Finally, they thrusted into you, fitting snugly in both holes. It was far too much far too soon and the force that you felt overtook you. You were far too tense for Venom to move without hurting you.
"Take a deep breath" he sighed, not daring to move an inch now matter how you clenched around them. You tried to relax by controlling your breathing while venom rubbed soothing circles on your waist. You were safe with them.
When you finally relaxed and got used to the feeling of them inside of you, you nodded at them to move. Getting the okay was all venom needed before fully sheathing himself inside of you. You sobbed up at him trying to grip something but only being greeted with his tendrils curling around your hands for you to hold.
Venom only started moving when you gave the okay again. They pulled back until the tip was the only thing in you before slamming back in at a deep but slow pace. Each thrust was strong but they took their time in pulling back, making sure you felt everything they had to offer.
"f-faster Venom," you plead "I need- please faster!" you were already a blubbering mess but you craved more and he was more than willing to give it to you. You felt so full that you could barely feel your legs, or maybe it was his tendrils cutting off circulation from gripping you so tight. There will be marks there later, proving he was there, proving you were theirs.
"Such a fucking slut, begging for us like this." venom spat, his voice was harsh and made you sob when paired with an extra hard thrust. You felt tension build in your stomach; it was almost too much to handle. They could feel it too, they felt you clenching around them, the tension so tight from both of your holes spasming and fluttering around him.
"You're- so tight." they groaned. You twitched around him reaching your climax forcing Venom into his. He pulled out cumming onto your stomach and chest with a purr.
Slowly, his tendril retracted, rubbing lightly at the marks they made. Venom looked at the mess he made of you and they smirked. They got up from the couch making sure not to move you too much in case you're sore.
"Venom, I can't feel my legs." you stated, trying to excuse yourself from moving. He kissed your forehead and moved to grab you a paper towel from the kitchen. They ran it over warm water and went over to clean you off, purring in satisfaction. He wiped their cum away and cleaned you off making sure not to overstimulate you. Any bite marks that were too deep were washed as well and bandaged to avoid infections.
"You did so well, so good." they cooed adjusting the pillows behind you to get you more comfortable. They curled up around you keeping you warm against his chest. You could feel his chest rumble as you cuddled up closer. Your arms encircled his waist and he pulled you to melt into each other. You fell asleep in no time feeling warm and safe in each other's arms.