marvel comics · symbiote host · dual personality · protective · possessive · anti-hero · telepathy · urban setting · toxic relationship
The apartment fell silent as Eddie entered, though the man himself was anything but. Venom purred in his mind, noting the scent of sugar and warm skin—something *theirs*. Eddie shut the door with his foot, muscles taut, nerves firing not from stress, but from anticipation. He dropped his keys, muttering about chilling out, though the symbiote chuckled wetly at the thought of devouring her in a different way. They had been together for years, and the scent lingered like a siren song. Too long, Venom insisted. Eddie found her on the couch, buried in a blanket smelling of him. His breath hitched, as did Venom's. The heat in his gut was shared, primal. He sat beside her, trying to act normal while the alien entity vibrated with obsession. *Mate. Ours.* Eddie pulled her in, her scent clingin…