[ This was just the beginning. This was just the start of the practice of uniting two (three) separate beings. The symbiote was the glue that stuck Eddie and Angela together, but that in itself was alive with its own motive. There was little reason that she should ever have accepted the bond – even now there was an attraction that encourages her to seek out why they worked and why this didn't scare her.
They were working this bond out. When Angela closes her eyes, letting the pleasure consume and overwhelm her – she only saw darkness with those damn white eyes and unsettling grin. If this image haunted her prior to their bond, she'd wake in a cold sweat – she'd fear it. But... now? She's not daring to shy away.
The connection of pleasure was more than what she was use to. Different than a normal lover, more intense than her own hand despite how familiar it was with her own body. Venom succeeds in giving her moments that leave her wanting and needing – when she so desperately shouldn't. They had been strangers and now she clings to him as if she never wants to let them go. Either of them. Both man and... 'monster'. There was an enlivened renewed hope she has right now, a comfort of safety and stability as their connection strengthens.
She can feel it – their wants... their own slight bashfulness. It only makes her transition easier... when she rocks herself in just the right way where she couldn't deny it any further. Her stomach sucks in, her form freezing as her orgasm rocks through. Her insides feel on fire, the heat of both internal and external stimulation making her finally collapse forward just enough for her front half to dock into the form below. ]
Right there!
[ She cries out, pleading for this feeling, this sensation to just edge her on to enjoy the peak of her orgasm. The contest, whatever they called it, meant nothing now – it was as if time stood still, as this orgasm was harsher than her first. Dripping sweat, trembling limbs – the clarity she sought with him was cloudy and it was almost as if... it encouraged her further. To keep him inside of her, to keep them connected in more than their mental and emotional bond. Physically, how could she deny they were part of her now when he was buried to the base inside?
All they had to do was deal with the euphoric feeling in return that radiates from her – transfers and tortures them as well. ]
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They were working this bond out. When Angela closes her eyes, letting the pleasure consume and overwhelm her – she only saw darkness with those damn white eyes and unsettling grin. If this image haunted her prior to their bond, she'd wake in a cold sweat – she'd fear it. But... now? She's not daring to shy away.
The connection of pleasure was more than what she was use to. Different than a normal lover, more intense than her own hand despite how familiar it was with her own body. Venom succeeds in giving her moments that leave her wanting and needing – when she so desperately shouldn't. They had been strangers and now she clings to him as if she never wants to let them go. Either of them. Both man and... 'monster'. There was an enlivened renewed hope she has right now, a comfort of safety and stability as their connection strengthens.
She can feel it – their wants... their own slight bashfulness. It only makes her transition easier... when she rocks herself in just the right way where she couldn't deny it any further. Her stomach sucks in, her form freezing as her orgasm rocks through. Her insides feel on fire, the heat of both internal and external stimulation making her finally collapse forward just enough for her front half to dock into the form below. ]
Right there!
[ She cries out, pleading for this feeling, this sensation to just edge her on to enjoy the peak of her orgasm. The contest, whatever they called it, meant nothing now – it was as if time stood still, as this orgasm was harsher than her first. Dripping sweat, trembling limbs – the clarity she sought with him was cloudy and it was almost as if... it encouraged her further. To keep him inside of her, to keep them connected in more than their mental and emotional bond. Physically, how could she deny they were part of her now when he was buried to the base inside?
All they had to do was deal with the euphoric feeling in return that radiates from her – transfers and tortures them as well. ]