Kinktober'23 Collaboration Update

Kinktober'23 Collaboration Update

Regrettably, today's contribution hasn't been prepared by the author. Also, the upcoming changes will be implemented in the following days:

Day 18: Temperature Play with Dabi will be replaced with Angry Sex with Sanemi written by @mrskokushibo, as the orginal writer has stepped back from the event

Day 21: Angry Sex with Bakugo will be substituted with Size Kink with Yoriichi written by @mrskokushibo

Day 31: Biting with Douma will be written by me, as the original writer has stepped back from the event

The updates will be applied to the masterlist soon

Morning Dragon || Neuvillette x fem!reader

Warnings: smut (unprotected p in v), creampies, anal, fingering, dragon Neuvillette

Synopsis: Your dear Chief Justice really needs your attention first thing in the morning

Author: Cass

A/N: Welcome to another day of Kinktober '23 Collaboration! Today's prompt: Morning sex

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Neuvillette, just like other dragons, went through the times when he was much needier for love of his beloved mate.

You were sure you helped him calm down this urge a night before, but you were oh so wrong.

As you slept on your side, two rough, clawed hands wrapped around your waist and pulled you close against a strong chest. 

"Mon amour. Wake up. I need you," Neuvillette muttered, nibbling at your shoulder, teasing the still fresh bite marks that adored your skin.

You sighed, slowly walking up. "My love. Didn't I get it all out of your system last night?" 

He shook his head, nuzzling to your neck. You could feel his palm pressing you close against his chest, your butt pressed against his hard, impressive cock.

"Oh love. How could I say no to you? you hummed, reaching back to stroke his hair.

Neuvillette let out a loud, deep purr, moving your leg over his hip to give himself access to your pussy. He didn't waste more time and pushed his cock past your entrance, immediately filling you up to the brim, giving you an impressive bulge in your belly. 

"F-Fuck..." You moaned, still not fully awake but thanks to his strong thrusts you quickly shook off the last bits of sleep that still clouded your mind.

He snapped his hips, each thrust was accompanied by a loud growl as he chased his much-needed release. His big hand cupped the bulge in your tummy, giving it just the right amount of pressure, building up your pleasure.

You felt as if he was going to split you in half with that massive dragon cock of his, yet the feeling was one of a kind. Each thrust brought you closer and closer to your climax, and from his rapid breath you could tell he was getting close too.

Just a few strong thrusts later, he filled your insides with his white, sticky cum to the point it was leaking out despite you still being stuffed full of his cock.

But Neuvillette wasn't done with you, oh no. He needed even more.

"Such a good dragon," you hummed as he slowly pulled out of your tight pussy and then, without warning, he decided to use your other hole just as he pleased. Big cock pushed past a tight ring of muscles, his cum mixed with your juices made it much easier. He claimed your asshole with hard thrusts.

You moaned loudly at the sudden feeling of the stretch, your eyes filling up with tears from the mix of pain and pleasure, "N-Neuvillette... Fuck. Oh, my Archons!"

Neuvillette snarled against your shoulder. The hand that was previously pressing on your belly now moved between your legs and two fingers slipped into your cum-filled entrance.

This amount of stimulation made you whine his name like a prayer as you tried to desperately grab onto him. His clawed fingers, filling and carefully caressing your squishy walls and huge cock filling your other hole brought you closer to your climax with every thrust of his hips. It didn't take much for the knot in your stomach to snap, letting your climax wash over you in a big wave of pleasure.

Neuvillette smiled, hearing your whimpers while your walls squeezed his fingers hard. He pulled his digits out and immediately replaced them with his member, setting a strong, hard pace, not giving you a moment to calm down. His thrusts were deep and strong, and he was snapping his hips despite your whines and begs for him to stop and let you rest.

But your whimpers and pleas fell upon deaf ears as he hammered into you, chasing his own release. All the sweet sounds you made sounded like the finest symphony and led him right to his own high.

With a loud growl, Neuvillette snapped his hips one last time, pushing himself deep into your core to fill you up once again this morning. 

Once the burning need completely left his body, he purred, nuzzling to your neck while stroking your belly. "My love. Thank you for this."

Slowly, he pulled away, you shivered from the sensitivity and the amount of cum spilling out.

You sighed and turned around, cupping his cheek with a soft smile. "Do you feel better?"

Neuvillette nodded, grasping your hand and nuzzling to it with a low hum. "Yes. All thanks to you, my love. Forgive me if I hurt you."

"Oh, don't worry. I'll be fine, but I am happy I could help you," you whispered.

"This is the best way to start the day. Good morning, my love," he summed and kissed you. 

You only laughed against his lips and gladly returned the kiss.

Warnings: smut w/o plot, master kink, blindfold, leash, oral (m & f receiving), anal fingering, dirty talk, fem!reader

Synopsis: Sukuna takes immense pleasure in indulging in playful interactions with his beloved human plaything

Author: @doumadono A/N: Here is my latest contribution to our Kinktober '23 Collaboration. I sincerely hope that you derive great enjoyment from it. Today’s prompt: leash

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From the shadows, a chill embraces your skin as a cold piece of leather gracefully encircles your neck. The whispered command reaches your ears, coaxing a mischievous smile to dance upon your lips, “Rule #1, human whore.” 

Swiftly, you shed your shirt and pants, casting aside the last remnants of your modesty, baring your form to the world.

Rule #1 - when the collar graces your neck, your garments yield to the ground.

Kneeling obediently, wrists offered to the sides, you await the embrace of leather cuffs, ready to submit to their firm hold.

Sukuna's presence envelopes you as he slides the cuffs into place, and you offer gratitude, your voice hushed, "Thank you, Sukuna.”

Yet, without warning, searing pain surges across your right cheek. The command tears through the air, a stark reminder of your transgression. “Rule #2!” Sukuna yells.

“Rule #2 - Sukuna does not exist at the same time the collar does. When the collar is on, you will be referred to him as Master. Anything else is grounds for punishment,” you recite.

"You see, Y/N? You can be a good slave, you just need to want it," he utters, his satisfaction evident more in the comprehension of his dominion than in any delight derived from your presence. With deliberate care, he adorns your ankles in leather cuffs, issuing the decree for you to rise.

You comply, pivoting to face him, your first true glimpse of him since a long time. Clad in naught but snug boxers, he exposed his entirety to any observer's prying eyes. Almost instinctively, you found yourself tallying his chiseled abdominal muscles within the recesses of your mind.

He reaches behind him, and he retrieves a leash, fastening it securely to your leather collar. A rough tug guides you into his sanctum, where a peculiar sight, previously unnoticed, now beckons – a suspended chain descends from the ceiling.

"Hands aloft, my sweet human slut," Sukuna decrees.

You oblige without hesitation, your cuffs attaching to the suspended chain. This, you cherished the most – the segment he referred to as playtime, where you metamorphosed into a pliable puppet, surrendered wholly to his unrestrained whims.

Sukuna's lips descend upon your neck, igniting an exquisite symphony of sensations that ripples through your body. Each kiss is a tantalizing promise, and you can't suppress the instinctive squirm of excitement that coursed through you. His path of seduction continues, a slow, deliberate journey down your chest, where his lips pauses, lingering temptingly over your aroused nipples.

The world around you seems to fade into insignificance as Sukuna traces his way further south, his kisses setting your skin ablaze with longing. Finally, his destination is reached, and his lips meet your slick, aching core. With a deft touch, he kisses around it while firmly grasping the plush flesh of your ass, sending waves of pleasure through you. A languorous, teasing lick up your slit follows, culminating in an intoxicating kiss on your clitoris before he withdraws, leaving you craving more.

Sukuna's chuckle, a wicked melody, pierces the air as he circles around you, positioning himself near your ass. Without warning, his skilled fingers find their way into your tight asshole, eliciting a gasp of pure pleasure from your trembling lips. He works his calloused fingers in and out of you, watching you scream just for him. 

Soon, Sukuna rises, and a blindfold descendes over your eyes, shrouding your senses in anticipation. "My master," you whisper. “You’re so good to me, master.”

The subtle sound of clips being undone from above reverberates in your ears, a signal for you to lower your arms. Eagerly, you comply, yearning to be bound, to surrender completely to Sukuna's mastery. 

He clips your wrists together, and you instinctively place them before you, tantalizing thoughts of self-indulgence dancing through your mind.

But Sukuna, ever the master of your desires, anticipates your thoughts with an air of authority. "If you even try to play with that little cunt of yours," he warns, "expect punishment." His grip on your leash tightens, and he guides you, blinded by the fabric that concealed your vision, to what you can only surmise as his throne.

A sharp slap on your exposed ass commands you to kneel. Sukuna's dominance is an intoxicating elixir, and as you kneel before him, you can't help but long for the thrilling journey that lay ahead.

With an eager grin, your anticipation heightens as you know exactly what's about to unfold. 

Sukuna's hand gently but firmly guides the back of your head, directing your lips towards his massive dick. His physique is undoubtedly impressive, but it's his imposing cock that stands out as his most remarkable physical attribute, in your opinion.

As your lips make contact with the warm, throbbing head of his member, an immediate surge of desire courses through you, and you moan. The salty taste of pre-cum teases your senses, and you embark on the tantalizing journey, taking his length into your mouth inch by inch. With each passing moment, you feel the throbbing presence, stopping at about halfway when it grazes the back of your throat. You've never quite managed to take the entirety of him before, but tonight feels different — it's a night of potential conquest.

Sukuna maintains a steady pressure on your head as you draw in a deep breath through your nose, preparing for the daring plunge that lies ahead. As his pulsating cock advances deeper, you begin to feel a sensation of lightheadedness creeping in. Lost in the intense moment, you lose track of how far you've come, your singular focus on taking even more of him inside. 

Suddenly, the sensation of his skin brushing against the tip of your nose snaps you out of your passionate trance. Gasping for much-needed air, you peel your head away from his length, a triumphant grin playing upon your lips, drool dripping down on your tits - you've achieved what you set out to do!

You can feel the undeniable assurance that he relishes the upward pull of your leash, a silent affirmation of his desire. As you rise to your feet, you're swiftly guided onto his regal throne, your body effortlessly placed there. Your legs find themselves hoisted upward, draped over his robust, sinewy shoulders, and the sultry sound of his grunts fills your ears. Without any warning, he shoves his dick in your pussy, and you let out a shout. "Fuck, master, harder!" You somehow manage to get out in one quick breath before returning to moaning.

He grabs your leash and uses it as leverage as he pumps his massive shaft into you. Sukuna begins going faster and you are in complete ecstasy, barely able to stop squealing to breathe. His balls slap against your cunt, wet noises fill the room.

You feel him pull out of your cunny. With a tug of the leash, Sukuna forces you back on your knees. “Open your filthy mouth, bitch,” he orders. Hs dick is placed in your mouth. you barely give it a lick before his huge load shoots into your mouth, some of it dribbling out of the corners of your mouth. You swallow all you can, licking your lips after.

"Good slut," Skuna says, clearly satisfied. He slips one of his hands between your parted thighs to rub fast circles on your swollen clitoris. He then pulls the blindfold off of you and you grin up at him shyly. Sukuna's voice drips with approval as he can’t help but wear a sly, mischievous grin. "Impressive work, my obedient slave. You've truly outdone yourself. Well done fulfilling Rule #3.”

Rule #3 - ensure the master's desires are consistently satisfied.

Pura perfección || Jake Lockley x femReader

Warnings: unprotected sex, daddy kink, rough sex, doggy style

Synopsis: You're intensely craving Jake's attention

Author: Simpster

A/N: Welcome to another day of Kinktober '23 Collaboration. Today's prompt: daddy kink

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Since Jake was always so preoccupied with fulfilling Khonshu's tasks, he rarely had time for you, and you found yourself missing him terribly. His attention, which was so vital to you, seemed to be in short supply lately.

"Why don't you take a break and fuck me, daddy?" You asked, your voice leaking with lust. 

Jake looked up at you from above his notebook, scattered documents spilling across the coffee table before him. "I think that's just what I'll do, sweetheart," Jake replied by placing his notebook on the coffee table. He gazed at you as you stood in a doorway, exuding a sensual aura as you leaned against the frame, biting your lower lip, one of your hands slipped in your tiny shorts.

He got up from his seat and crossed the room, standing in front of you. He leant down and captured your lips in a needy, messy kiss; you let him dominate it. Lockley's strong arms encircled your waist, effortlessly hoisting you over his broad shoulder. 

“Jake!” Your compliance was met with a quick ascent up a flight of stairs, leading to a bedroom where the bed had been stripped bare, save for the crisp, inviting sheets.

With a grunt, Jake threw you onto the bed, his muscular frame claiming its place on top of yours. 

His hands, rough yet achingly gentle, began their descent along your body. Fingers danced along the fabric of your clothing, tracing a seductive path down your chest, where they met the first button of your blouse. With deliberate care, Lockley unfastened it, revealing the lacy undergarments beneath. His gaze met yours, a silent promise of the passion that was about to unfold. The second button yielded to his patient touch, exposing more of your skin to his hungry eyes. 

Each delicate release seemed to heighten the anticipation, your breath quickening in tandem with the unraveled fabric.

As he worked his way down, his fingers brushed over the curve of your waist, causing a shiver to course through your body. The blouse slipped off your shoulders, your shorts followed soon after. Jake proceeded to delicately remove your undergarments, unveiling the enticing secrets they concealed. "Fuck, eres muy sexy."

His hand began a tantalizing journey, caressing your skin from your face, tracing a tantalizing path down to your shoulders and then further south, embracing your breasts with his palms. He momentarily cupped them, savoring the feeling before descending to your nipples, his touch both gentle and possessive, eliciting a symphony of sensations that caused your back to arch in pleasure and desire, a testament to the gift he generously bestowed upon you. "Oh, daddy..."

After a few minutes of exhilarating teasing, Jake's firm grip around your waist signaled a shift in his intentions. In one fluid motion, he deftly flipped you over, compelling you to present him with your enticing, plush ass. 

You turned your head to meet his intense gaze, your expression an intoxicating blend of lust and aching need, a testament to the intoxicating journey his ministrations had taken you on, your cheeks flushed. "Please, daddy," you whined and keened when he pressed his calloused thumb into your slick heat.

Jake rumbled in response, "You're so tight for daddy, princesita. You're going to take my fucking dick so well, aren't you?" He slid his finger out and bent down to lick your pussy from  behind, from clit to hole, stopping to linger and fuck his tongue into your needy cunny. He let out a contented hum as the flavor danced across his tongue, akin to ambrosia itself. "Oh, fuck, yeah, tan deliciosa!" The tip of his tongue flickered over your slick entrance, and he grunted, palming himself through the thick fabric of his pants.

You mewled and clawed at the sheets, panting open mouthed and begging for your daddy to fuck you senseless. "Daddy, please, please! Fuck me!"

Jake drew back and put two fingers back in your cunt, fingering you deep and without mercy. 

You let out a soft whimper, your body twisting with a mix of desire and uncertainty, as if you couldn't decide whether you wanted more or to escape the situation. 

Jake unbuttoned his jeans. Not bothering to take them off, Jake pulled his hard dick out of his pants, jerked himself a few times, and rubbed the head of his cock against the sweet wetness of your pussy.

Once more, you vocalized your desire, and at last, he fulfilled it. Without warning Lockley pressed his dick inside you, thrusting hard and burying himself completely in your slick cunny.  Lockley reclined, his head tilting backward as he let out a contented sigh, feeling the relief of being completely seated inside you. 

Your cunny clenched around his throbbing dick rhythmically as you moaned his name. 

He began fucking you in earnest, filling the room with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and your combined groans and pants. 

Your breath hitched as he fucked in you at a new angle. "Yes, yes, daddy! Oh, dear God!"

"Is that your favorite spot, niña? You like when daddy fucks you right there, huh? Sí, porque eres una chica sucia," Jake growled lowly, increasing his pace.

The bed swayed to the rhythm of his thrusts.

You gasped, quivering while your cunt was slapped by Jake's calloused hand several times. "Daddy!!"

"That's a good, little slut, daddy's going to fill you with thick cum," Lockley warned, licking two of his fingers. Soon, they joined his dick in your cunny, filling you to the brim. “Fuck yeah, take it all, doll.”

You hummed your assent and Lockley gritted his teeth as he plowed into your tight cunt. His thrusts became harsher and you wailed, pressing your head to the mattress. You arched your back, cries of overwhelming pleasure escaping your lips. It felt as if you were transported to a state of pure bliss, your eyes moist with emotion, and your mind clouded with desire and ecstasy. "Yes, yes, yes, 'm cumming, daddy!" His body went rigid as he emptied himself inside you with a final guttural grunt. Jake pulled out and watched his seed drip from between your legs. "Perfección pura."

Take things slow || Shigaraki Tomura x fem!Reader

Summary: being in particularly good mood, Shigaraki chose to take it slow with you

Warnings: smut (unprotected p in v), creampie, spit kink, degradation, praise kink, breeding kink, mentions of knife play, mentions of blood, squirting, choking

Word count: 700

Author: Bear 

A/N: this marks my debut in the Kinktober '23 Collab event, and I sincerely hope you enjoy it! Today's prompt is: Creampie.

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"You look so cute milking my fucking cock like that's the only thing you know how to do, huh, whore?" His voice, despite the degradation in his words, carried a softness that sent shivers through your body. 

Your pussy clenched around his cock, responding eagerly to his words.

Tonight was unusual, a departure from Shigaraki's usual roughness. Shigaraki's unusually good mood that day led to him being more willing to handle things with a touch of gentleness when it came to you. He had chosen to go slow with you, savoring every inch of your beautiful, sexy body. He wanted to watch you squirm with every touch, every deep thrust of his cock in your tightness.

Tears streamed down your cheeks, sweat glistened on your forehead and temples, making you look even more enticing. You wanted to respond, but you couldn't. 

His hand gripped your throat tightly. His thrusts were unhurried but profound. The wet, rhythmic sounds of your tight pussy being filled with his length echoed in the room. It was a mixture of slight pain and intense pleasure, an intoxicating sensation that had you addicted. For these reasons and a thousand more, leaving him was simply impossible.

"I could do some art with a knife, writing my initials on your beautiful thighs," he whispered against your ear, his breath sending shivers down your spine; he then nipped at your earlobe. "So exciting, I could lick them clean of your blood." His voice dripped with desire as he continued his sensual exploration. "Cum for me again, whore."

"I-I don't think I can, master," your voice quivered, and you could hardly believe the number of times you had reached the peak of pleasure already; you were always surprised by the stamina that Tomura had in bed.

"I damn well know you can, slut," he encouraged you, his hand still firmly gripping your throat. Shigaraki took advantage of your open mouth, collecting some of his saliva and, with an audacious sound, spat it into your waiting mouth. The droplet landed at the tip of your tongue, and without hesitation, you swallowed it down. Shigaraki's chest swelled with pride, and as a reward, he spat again, this time right onto your already slick clit. He couldn't conceal the smirk that spread across his face when he saw the droplet sliding down your folds, reaching the point where your bodies were connected. "I know you can, because you're your master's good pet."

By then, his thrusts had become delightfully sloppy, and with each one, he released a mix of compliments and degrading words into your ear. A knot was forming deep within you, signaling the approach of a new orgasm. Your moans revealed your desire, as did the way you clung to his throbbing dick, unwilling to let go. 

"Come on, doll. Make your master proud," Shigaraki snarled, and a few more intense thrusts were all it took to push you over the edge. This time, though, it was different. Your essence surged from your core, splashing between your thighs and wetting Shigaraki's abdomen and the bed. You could see, even with your eyes half closed, a wry grin on his face.

Shigaraki relentlessly pistoned into your eager pussy, his determination clear as he aimed to reach his own climax. In just a matter of minutes, he gripped your waist firmly, holding you in place as he released deep inside you. Afterward, he withdrew to savor the sight of the copious amount of semen mingling with your own fluids, all dripping from your entrance. You groaned when you felt two fingers enter your pussy. Tomura just wanted everything to stay inside and not waste any of his cum. A single thought that in a few months he might see you round with his child and your breasts full of milk for the baby made him want to fill you full of his cum until you can't take it anymore. "Goddamn. You’re my good slut," he whispered on your lips, giving you a soft kiss. 

Exhausted, you closed your eyes, every slight touch sending shivers down your spine as your body was still overstimulated. "Only for you, my master," you whispered, your lips barely parting.

Get Us Some Chocolate || Venom & Eddie Brock drabble

Summary: It's still hard for Eddie to comprehend how Venom has changed his life, especially since Venom has so many demands

Warnings: none, just Venom being Venom 😁

Word count: 856

Authors: Cass & Rouge

As Eddie sat on the couch, he watched the wall of his apartment. He couldn't believe what had just happened. Previously a successful reporter, now a man with some kind of parasite; it had to be a nightmare! Suddenly, Eddie pinched himself and cursed loudly, "Fuck! No, no, no, this has to be a nightmare!"

Venom did not form himself, he simply tickled Eddie's side twice before stopping.

Eddie shouted, "No! You stop that! You're not real, you're not here. I got into a car accident and I'm in a coma. You are not here!" Eddie was lost in thoughts.

Venom formed his head behind Eddie and touched his bearded cheek with his slick tongue. "We're real, Eddie."

Eddie said, "You're not!" and went to his bedroom. Eddie hid in his bed and said, "I will go to sleep and when I wake up, you won't be there."

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Eddie slowly awoke in the morning and raised his head. "Hello..?" He asked quietly.

In an instant, Venom formed his head in front of Eddie's. "Eddie, how was your night? Because the position you were sleeping in squeezed us. We didn't like it. Now, move your ass to the kitchen, breakfast time is here!" Venom chanted happily.

Brock's head fell back onto the pillow. "You are here, still..." He let out a loud sigh, then his response was, "I don't feel hungry."

As Eddie replied, Venom poked him in the forehead. "But we're hungry. And we want chocolate. Get up, Ed. You gotta look like a human to do some grocery shopping," Venom said, forcing Eddie to rise so quickly that he fell.

"What! How could you even do that to me!? I have food in the fridge and I don't care what you want. I have everything I need in my apartment," Brock grunted in a reply.

Eddie was forced to run to the door and further up the staircase when Venom repeated, "AND WE WANT CHOCOLATE, AND WE DON'T CARE ABOUT THE FUCKING FOOD IN YOUR FRIDGE. WE CHECKED IT LAST NIGHT, IT WAS NOT WORTH OUR TIME AND ATTENTION."

"You stop that now! Look at me! I can't go shopping in my..." Eddie looked down, "Underwear! We are going home and I need to change!"

This was the moment Eddie's neighbor walked out of a flat. A woman closed the door and turned around, improving a purse on her shoulder and froze when she saw Eddie half-naked. Squeaking, she ran down the stairs as quickly as she could.

As Eddie ran to his flat, he locked the doors behind him, pressing his back to the wall nearby. "It's your fucking fault! You can't drag me out of my flat when I'm wearing nothing," he said as he went to his bedroom.

Eddie was fully dressed and ready to go after a few minutes. "Okay, now we can go."

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Eddie walked through the supermarket, looking at the shelves. "I don't really know what I need..." He murmured to himself.

Venom recited happily in man's head, "Milk, two gallons. Orange juice. Bread. Chocolate. Chips. Beer. Chocolate. Chicken. Cucumber. Chocolate. Beer. And more chocolate. And cheese. And fries. Did we mention chocolate?"

"Why do I need so much chocolate? I don't even eat chocolate," Eddie asked as he began to look through the shelves.

"You're a loser, and we want chocolate. If you don't buy us some chocolate, you'll be without liver or kidney. Or both," Venom threatened.

Eddie grunted under his breath, "If you don't stop acting like the prick you really are, you'll be short of chocolate, or you'll be short of host. Or both."

After a few growls, Venom calmed down. It wasn't until he spotted jelly beans. "We want this! Oh, and that minty chocolate too. Oh, and these chocolate bars are delicious, too. Oh, and those pralines! We'll treat you like a king if you buy the pralines, too, Eddie."

Putting everything in a basket and listening to Venom, Eddie said, "Please, don't eat it all at once. Chocolate isn't cheap."

"We'll get you a better paying job soon, don't worry, Eddie," Venom giggled deeply in the man's mind.

Eddie sighed in frustration, "How the hell would you even find me a job? Do you even know what one is?"

"Of course we know, it's a useless thing you keep doing. We'll make you hireable again."

Brock shook his head and laughed, "Yeah. Sure you will."

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Eddie placed bags on the table at home. "Okay... So... You're really here? You're not a dream, right?"

Venom formed his huge face and showed his long fangs; some saliva dripped on the floor as the symbiote smirked widely. As he rested his forehead against Eddie's shoulder, Venom asked, "Do we look like a dream, huh? Feel us. Feel the power we provide you with. You're strong now, feel all these muscles. We'll make you a hero."

"The life with you inside me won't be easy. I mean, my life is different from yours," Eddie laughed softly.

Putting his chin on the man's shoulder, Venom assured, "We'll fit in easily. This will be a fucking amazing experience."