Venom Toji

Two days. It had only been two days since you left

A stupid business trip. He should be calm, right? It was only a matter of time before you got home, so he could see you, hear you, kiss you, feel you. He should be relaxed, maybe he should order some food, clean the apartment, do something. Anything. But at this point, Toji was barely able to think. The dark circles under his eyes had spread like half-moons as if he hasn't slept since you left, his hair disheveled, a constant grimace of irritation on his face, listening to Venom's constant guttural voice inside his head. NEED. NEED. NEED. Every organ in his body trembling with the insatiable hunger of the symbiote and his own.

The soft jingling of your keys opening the door puts them on alert. Toji's head shoots up, his mind blank, and before you even finish entering the apartment, he's in front of you. He should embarrassed when the cool air from the night time blows in from the doorway, the heat and musk of the apartment more noticeable now, but he's too busy looking at you. His pupils dilating as a damn near debilitating rush of heat washes over him, Venom's tendrils reaching for you at the same time as his own hands, pulling you closer, closing the door with something that borders on violence.

"Doll," he mutters under his breath, sounding almost apologetic as he buries his face in your neck. Everything about you made his cock throb, the scent of your perfume and the way your breath hitches in surprise. Everywhere your skin meets his feels electric. Venom is purring inside his head - SO SWEET. CAN'T WAIT, CAN'T WAIT, NEED TO...-, inky black tendrils slowly wrapping around your ankle, slipping over your thighs.

"You can't leave me again," he grunts, kissing and biting your sweet skin as his hands lower to your ass, gripping with a frantic sort