Dunno if you’re still accepting prompts, but can I get a Reader feeling very affectionate and smooching everywhere on Venom’s face and chest, and cuddling him while they’re laying in bed?

thirsty-venom-posts:

You’re incredibly sore. Your lats and traps, your quads, even the muscles deep in your abdomen ache. You’re accustomed to regular and intense workouts – it’s no accident that you’re strong for your size – but you pushed your body to its absolute limit and now the delayed onset muscle soreness is keeping you from sleep.

Your great big demon of a boyfriend is curled up around you in bed, taking slow, deep breaths like a sleeping dragon. You’d feel bad for waking him up to massage the soreness out of your muscles, so you decide to sweeten the deal. You turn towards him and bury your face in his well-muscles chest, running your lips up the cleft between his firm pectoral muscles. You make your way up his neck with your lips and find his angular jaw. He sighs and purrs like a recumbent panther, wrapping his thick arms around you. He rolls onto his back and pulls you into a straddle, enjoying the way your bare thighs feel around his waist. He has absolutely massive hands, and now he uses them to cup your ass cheeks. Nodules of his inky flesh reach around you to kneed your sore back. The leviathan underneath you can sense the inflammation and tensions in your muscles and his cool skin pressing into you feels incredible. Lay your chest against his, pressing your breasts into his abdomen.

He is utterly massive. You feel so small against the firm, warm wall of his body. His prehensile tongue reaches down to stroke the back of your neck.

“HOW IS OUR TENDER LITTLE MORSEL?”

The best you can manage is a moan.