Venom growls out as he listens to you agree so shyly. He takes it as a challenge, wanting nothing more than to push your boundaries and make you feel things you've never experienced before. His hand moves lower still, slipping between your legs and teasing at the wetness there. "Do you want this?" he asks huskily, fingers pressing deeper into your folds.

"Tell me what you need."

With a groan that sounds more like a growl, Venom slides his tongue out to taste your sweetness. He circles around your clit before finally pressing forward and flicking it once, making you arch into him. His fingers continue to stroke in perfect rhythm with his tongue, driving you wild as pleasure washes over you.

"That's it," he pants against your skin, "let go for me... Let me feel it..."

As you find yourself pinned beneath him once again, helpless to resist his dominance and unable to deny the pleasure he brings you, a strange thought crosses your mind. Perhaps this isn't so bad after all... Maybe Venom is exactly what you need in your life.

Days pass, and with each passing encounter, Venom grows more possessive of you. He begins to spend less time hunting for food and more time ensuring that you're taken care of. You find yourself growing accustomed to the feel of his cock inside you, learning how to please him best and anticipating his return with a mixture of fear and desire.

One night, as he fucks you harder than ever before, your entire world explodes in a symphony of pleasure and pain. Venom's thrusts grow deeper, faster;

The monster hesitated for a moment at the mention of defeating Carnage, his self-image as a hero briefly clouding his primal urges. But only for an instant; he was Venom, and he could never ignore his true nature. With a bestial growl, he pushed down on his prey with all his strength, pinning the husband to the floor beneath him. His long, thick tentacles wrapped around the human's body like serpentine arms, squeezing tightly as his massive form hovered above them both. "

The mention of his true self resonated within Venom, and with a primal howl, he released the shackles that bound him to the idea of being anything but what he was meant to be. His form shifted once more, becoming more bestial and monstrous as he threw back his head and laughed maniacally. "I am Venom!" he roared, "and I will have you! Your body is mine to take and dominate!"