stop making SENSE [venom]

[LUCKY TYLER BLACK,]

Go. No. Stop! had by far the largest bus on the tour. They were the most famous band, and pretty much headlining this whole tour. So it was safe to say that they were certainly the busiest too. There was always some from of fan greeting, or sound check, or rehearsal that kept that band out for most of the day. Then for the small amount of time they were in the bus they were all sleeping, or hanging out. Not that things hadn’t been tense lately. Lucky just felt like his band was his family, and they were probably the only people on this earth he could say he honestly loved.

Even though he loved them, with all that constant work shit going on; finding time alone on the bus with Venom had gotten hard. Believe me when I tell you that Lucky had no probably fucking with other people on the bus, but he had a feeling that it made Carver and Brodee a little freaked. On top of that he did have a problem having emotions in front of others. If it wasn’t just him and Venom, Lucky wouldn’t cuddle, or say anything that wasn’t a compliment on his own dick. He knew that Venom went along with what he said, but he did feel guilty that he couldn’t hold him in public, or even around the band. It was just the fact that Lucky didn’t do that. Venom could bring out a different side of him, but when other people were around that side went away.

Thankfully the boys were gone today. The crew had been packing lasts nights show and were flying over to meet them later that night. Lucky and Venom had had the past four hours all to themselves. You can imagine what happened. What happened on the living room couches, then on the floor. Into the bunk room. Little bit happened on Carver’s bunk. Then to Lucky’s. See? Goodnight. They probably had about an hour or so left alone. Lucky was laying in his bunk, covered waist down by a sheet, and not a scrap more fabric on him, staring up mindlessly at the top of his bunk. Venom was in the shower at the moment, he always got in second after Lucky. Lucky though, strangely couldn’t wait for the shower to switch off. He wanted Venom back in his bed. That’s kind of how Lucky knew he loved Venom. He didn’t want him to go away after sex. He didn’t want to hang out. He wanted to lay there and talk to him, and kiss him, and hold him a little bit. It just felt better that way.

He heard the water switch off and grinned to himself, scooting over in the bunk to make sure that Venom knew to come back. Lucky wasn’t even horny at the moment, which normally he was ready to go again right after Venom got out of the shower. Sometimes, he didn’t even let the boy finish showering. But he wasn’t looking for sex, not that if it was offered he’d turn it down. Lucky sighed getting impatient for Venom to come out. He looked over at the bathroom door and sighed again, louder, kind of hoping Venom would hear and get his ass out there.

[VENOM DIMINUENDO,]

Venom was shocked by how much he could love Lucky. He'd always liked him as more than a friend since the band had first come together, but now it seemed different. Stronger. It was like without Lucky, life wouldn't be worth living. He would jump in front of a bullet for Lucky. The only bad thing about their relationship was that Lucky didn't feel the same, or so Venom thought. Maybe Lucky did love him a little bit. But it was the type of love that teenagers felt towards each other. Venom actually loved Lucky with all of his heart. There was no way that somebody as cocky as Lucky felt that way, especially since he kept fucking around with girls.

That was something that Venom always had to put up with, though. The pain that came with the love. Because nothing was ever perfect, and the good always came with the bad. He was willing to feel that way if it meant having Lucky, and being able to call him his boyfriend. It was worse back when Lucky didn't know that Ven liked him, and he constantly had to try and hide it. Although apparently Lucky had always known how he felt, so clearly his hiding skills were not very good at all.

The best part of their relationship according to Lucky was the sex. According to Venom, it was just them being together and being able to talk. In fact, he wouldn't even mind if they didn't talk, and he just sat beside Lucky for hours on end. As long as they were together, things would be fine, because Lucky was all he needed and wanted in the world. He was happy to do whatever Lucky wanted when it came to bed. It never got boring, which was good. Lucky had a knack for making everything exciting.

Venom was in the shower right now after having fucked in many different places, his personal favorite being Carver's bunk, purely because he probably wouldn't notice and would sleep there, or he'd realize and freak out at them. Carver was great for messing around with, because he always forgave everything they did and he knew how to take a joke, unlike Brodee who was just a complete ass hole..

Venom switched off the water when he was done, glad to be rid of all the make up he was wearing and the horrible dirty feeling. He rubbed his hair in a towel, then wrapped it around his waist. He heard Lucky sigh, and realized he was probably getting impatient. He sprayed some deodorant on, and then walked quickly out after hearing Lucky sigh again, this time slightly louder and more obvious.

Lucky was lying in his bed, and had obviously been watching the bathroom door while Venom was showering. Did he want to have sex again? It wasn't that Venom didn't want to, he just didn't feel up to it anymore.

"You miss me so much already you want to fuck me again?" he joked, and climbed into the bed beside Lucky. "I don't think I've got enough energy left for another round." Venom kisses Lucky's cheek lightly, and propped his body up on his elbow so that he could face Lucky comfortably. God, he was hot. Venom was blown away by him every time he looked at him.. He was so lucky to have him. It was almost unfair on everybody else, because they couldn't date the best person in the entire world.

"I fucking love you. I'm so glad we could have some time alone for once. I wish things could be like this more often, I hate being away from you, and I hate when the rest of the band are in here ruining everything for us. We should get a whole bus to ourselves or something.."

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Lucky grinned when the door finally opened and Venom came out. He was a little sad to see that he had to have the towel there though. Lucky, despite what Venom would say, wasn’t all about sex. He loved sex yes, but with Venom there had always been more. Lucky didn’t see Venom like a piece of meat like everyone else he slept with. He honestly cared about him, he loved him. Lucky just wasn’t sure how to express love without sex. He certainly knew that sex with Venom was special, he tried to show that. He kissed Venom a lot during it and actually focused on foreplay. He cared about Venom getting off, which was a huge deal since Lucky never gave a shit about the other person during sex. And the most important thing that Lucky tried to do was he actually touched Venom. He wasn’t just concerned with their nasties touching, but he loved the feeling of Venom’s skin on his. How Venom always felt like he was on fire the second Lucky’s hands were on him. How soft his chest felt against his. How good his neck smelled. Well Venom smelled good all over, but at this point Lucky was sure it wasn’t a secret that Lucky loved to bury his face between Venom’s should and neck and close his eyes.

Sadly, Lucky could do all of that, but Venom didn’t know. To Lucky this was a real as it had ever gotten, and while he fucked up a lot, at this point he felt like Venom was gonna be pretty stable in his life. He loved him. He wasn’t guessing anymore. Especially not now. Lucky stayed quiet as Venom climbed into his bed, but the second he was there Lucky wasted no time sliding his arm around Ven’s waist and pulling him closer. “No” he shook his head. “I mean, I missed you but I don’t want to fuck you again. I’m satisfied” He chucked and kissed Venom’s lips lightly. Another thing Lucky loved the way Venom tasted. It was this kind of natural sweet taste that was always minty from this toothpaste. Plus his lips always seemed to have the lingering taste of weed on them which Lucky couldn’t get enough of.

“I do tire you out don’t I?” Honestly, Luck was tired. His body was aching and anything besides kissing just seemed too much right now. Lucky kissed him again and little longer this time and slide his hand from Venom’s back to his side. Lucky kept inching closer, trying to play it off smooth but failing. Their chests having literally no room in between them. Lucky got is breathing in rhyme with Venom’s and rested his forehead on his. This was one of those rare occasions, even with Venom, that Lucky held steady eye contact.

He nods in agreement “I’ve loved this night, honestly. I know that I’m not really the same in front of other people, and I’m sorry, baby. I always forget I have a heart until it’s just us, you know” Lucky was talking kind of quietly, his fingertips tracing little circles on Venom’s side. “I love you too” He said before kissing Venom’s forehead very softly.

[VENOM DIMINUENDO,]

Lying beside Lucky always felt amazing, but right now when Lucky seemed content with just being near Venom was when it felt best. When it felt as though Lucky actually wanted him. If it had been a few weeks ago, Lucky would have just had sex with him, and then told him to leave. It wouldn't be special at all to Lucky, but to Venom it would have been special. Ven knew that it wasn't as special to Lucky as it was to him, but now it felt as though Lucky actually cared a little bit, because he didn't push Venom away.

“No. I mean, I missed you but I don’t want to fuck you again. I’m satisfied”

Ven tried not to smile, but he couldn't help it. This to him was a very meaningful thing for Lucky to say. When they were around other people he would never say anything like this. He'd act like to cocky dick he always was, and just show off. Lucky was very full of himself, which was understandable, and seemed to care what people thought. Venom couldn't care less, but he assumed that Lucky wouldn't want to be seen as 'soft' after all those years of being the tough, intimidating guy that has a heart of stone.

“I do tire you out don’t I?”

Venom laughed lazily, too lost in Lucky's eyes to make any real sound. "Yeah. Very much so," he said, putting a hand on top of Luckys, which was on Ven's hip. He ran his arm along Lucky's arm, stopping at the elbow so he could wrap his arms around Lucky, who seemed to be edging towards Venom. Lucky pressed his lips against Venom's, and Ven happily obliged, closing his eyes and opening his mouth. Lucky was such a good kisser. He tasted so sweet, with a hint of alcohol that seemed to linger permanently. It was too hard to describe, Lucky was like nothing Venom had ever experienced before.

“I’ve loved this night, honestly. I know that I’m not really the same in front of other people, and I’m sorry, baby. I always forget I have a heart until it’s just us, you know”

Venom felt like he was going to melt. Lucky had never really said anything so sweet to Venom before. It seemed so out of character.. yet nice. Yes, Venom loved the aggressive, constantly horny side to Lucky, but it was nice to see this side, too. A side that actually cared about Venom. It was strange. It seemed like a whole different person saying that, Ven was so used to hearing him talk about his dick rather than his heart. Ven shuffled away a tiny bit so he could put a hand on Lucky's chest, right on top of his heart so that he could feel it beat.

"It's okay. I always know you have a heart. Besides, I quite like how you act around other people." He smiled, and ran his hand down Lucky's chest, back to resting on his side. "If I wanted things to be any different, I wouldn't be with you. So there's no need to apologize." He pressed his lips against Lucky's again. He knew that Lucky loved him, just not as much as Venom loved him.

“I love you too”

Venom grinned as his heart gave a little squeeze like it always did when Lucky told him that he loved him.

"So you do have the ability to be sweet." He chuckled, taking a deep breath so he could breathe in the scent of Lucky's skin. "You'd better not go all soft on me." He smiled, and wrapped his arms around Lucky so that the small space between them he's created was closed once again, and he could feel the burning warmth of his chest. Venom thought of how fitting it was that Lucky hated ass holes, and Venom hated people that were really sweet. Although Venom had been starting to change a little recently, he was normally quite a reasonable guy. Ven didn't want to turn into an asshole, either, but sometimes he saw the perfect opportunity to crack a joke about somebody.

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[LUCKY TYLER BLACK,]

Lucky was sure that he loved Venom. But he could never really tell anyone why. Honestly he felt as if one of the main reasons was because Venom adored him so much. Yes, that sounded bad but the kind of love that Venom had for Lucky was just very addicting. Lucky in no way matched that level, but he really enjoyed knowing he had that power over somebody. A good year or two before they started dating Lucky knew that Venom would so anything we asked. Venom always sided with Lucky. He always complimented him. He always agreed with every think he said. He never failed to invite Lucky out, or cling to his side when they were out. Lucky loved knowing that someone thought as highly of him and he did himself.

There was no guilt that he didn’t match that kind of adoration either. Lucky didn’t really feel like he should. Venom had almost six years to build those feelings up, Lucky has had less than a month. And he has a lot of changing to anyways. He did love Venom though. That kind of love that make your stomach ache when you think about them. Don’t be mistaken, most of the time Lucky hated it. Venom had more power over Lucky then anymore, and that scared the boy shitless. He hated feeling in love because he knew that Venom could really hurt him. Lucky had never been hurt before. No one had ever broken his heart, or used him, he was always the heartbreaker, and the user. He felt like it was all going to catch up with him soon and Venom was going to do it. That’s why he was so scared.

“That’s cause you don’t have stamina” Lucky said playfully. “You need to work out more.” And the sass was back. Lucky was feeling cuddly right now that doesn’t mean he stops being a sarcastic ass. He was cute for a total of ten second and then he had to say something dickish, and he’d go back again. It was how Lucky functioned. In spite of his comment Lucky loved Venom’s body. Lucky loved how boney he was and straight. He can’t explain it, just the shape of Venom fascinated him. It was different and it stood out. Although most things about Venom were different. He liked to rub black paint all over himself, and while that was exciting, Lucky liked him better clean. He could kiss his skin all he wanted and not get the stale paint taste. Lucky nuzzled Venom’s neck, pressing his lightly very softly into his skin. Lucky was kind of addicted to kissing Venom’s skin. I mean his lips were fine, but his cheek, neck, chest, arms, pretty much everything was just addicting to Lucky. It, for some strange reason, either made him uncontrollably turned on, or very relaxed.

Lucky chuckled. “I’m always sweet to you. Well sweet for me” Lucky kissed his neck again, taking slow deep breaths, loving the way he smelled. “Soft?” Lucky was actually a little offended. “Have you felt my abs? I’m incapable of going soft” Lucky was overly proud of his body, which might be why he had no fear of walking around the bus naked 24/7. “But if you think I’m being too soft then alright” Lucky pushed himself away from Venom and rolled onto his back staring up at the ceiling. He wasn’t being serious, and the second he pulled away he wanted to go back, but he was proving a point, damnit.

[VENOM DIMINUENDO,]

“That’s cause you don’t have stamina. You need to work out more.”

Venom chuckled. It was silly of him to ever think that Lucky would be sweet for more than five seconds. He was being sassy once again, somehow managing to turn everything into an insult. Sure, pretty much everything that he said was a joke, but that was sometimes the thing. Ven didn't want everything to be a joke all the time. He wasn't complaining about Lucky's behavior though.

"Yeah, I don't think that's gonna happen. I don't have time to work out. I have to spend all my free time on my guitar. Or on you."

“I’m always sweet to you. Well sweet for me”

Ven laughed again. "You have a very fucked up idea of what sweet is, then." Venom had to admit he liked the occasional insult for some reason. They were like backwards compliments..

“Soft? Have you felt my abs? I’m incapable of going soft”

Venom moved his hands to feel Lucky's abs. He already knew what they felt like, but he just wanted an excuse to touch him again. Not that Lucky would mind if he did it without a reason. "Hard on the outside but soft on the inside, babe. I don't think you'll ever be soft in any sense though. You're too much of an asshole." Venom ran his fingers through Lucky's hair as he kissed Venom's neck.

“But if you think I’m being too soft then alright” And then Lucky turned away from Venom to look at the ceiling. Ven was pretty sure he was just messing around.. but maybe he wasn't. What if he actually didn't want to be touching Venom anymore? Maybe Ven was being too clingy, he knew that Lucky hated that.. Was he doing it now? He didn't want to pull Lucky back over in case he didn't want to.

"You're not too soft," he said quickly. "You're perfect. I love you." Then he couldn't help himself, and shuffled closer to Lucky, wrapping his arms around him and kissing his neck. If Lucky didn't want him there then he could push him off, like he always seemed to do when they were around other people..

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Notes:: Gaaah sorry it's so short!

[LUCKY TYLER BLACK,]

Lucky had this ability to insult everybody around him and nobody ever got mad, or told him to stop. It was if he was just so damn cute that no one could stay mad at him. Even Carver never held a grudge against him. Lucky knew that Venom didn't get to offended by it, but he wasn't dumb enough to think that he didn't mind at all. Lucky was sure he did. Lucky just knew his kind of humor, plus he hated having emotions. To Lucky emotions always had a way to ruin everything. Sure, he would play sad to make Carver have a beer with him, and pout to get what he wanted. But he did all the he did to make sure he never got a broken heart. Which was probably why Venom was so easy and so hard. Easy because Lucky knew Venom would never hurt him. Hard because he so easily could.

"I think I'm a pretty good work out" Lucky said winking at him. "You just need to work a little harder." Lucky could honestly say that sexually, he was very satisfied with their sex. Yes, sometimes he missed girls but Venom just had this feel to him and kind of made up for it. Lucky felt like him and Venom there sex wasn't just him fucking Venom. He wasn't going to be cheesy and say it was 'making love'. But it always felt like they were so involved in the same moment, and the same feeling. It was hard to explain, but it was new to Lucky, and he loved it.

Lucky smiled but rolled his eyes with Venom made his 'sweet' comment. In Lucky's head he treated Venom like a king. Normally Lucky's boyfriends/girlfriends were something that were only in secret. He actually held Venom's hand in public and all. He didn't mind telling people about him. To Lucky that was sugar. Lucky held his breathe when Venom ran his hand over his abs. Yep, his touch was pretty exciting to Lucky too. "Like a piece of candy, huh?" Lucky winked again. "Yeah, well can't change now."

Lucky smiled when Venom slide closer again. He loved being chased. Lucky turned his head and kissed his lips very softly. "I love you too" Lucky sighed and slide his arm between Venom's waist and the mattress. His hand slide around his side, and pulled him closer into Lucky's chest. Lucky was uncontrollable addicted to the feeling of Venom's skin on his.

"Venom, What is your real name?" Lucky normally didn't care about people's past. But with Venom he just wanted to know more. He knew him like that back of his hand, but he knew no little about where he came from. No matter how many times Lucky said it didn't matter, he felt like he needed to know. Venom deserved to know someone cared.

[VENOM DIMINUENDO,]

"I think I'm a pretty good work out. You just need to work a little harder."

Venom raised his eyebrows. Had it been anyone other than Lucky that had said this, Venom would have been offended. He still sort of was, because there was always that voice at the back of his mind telling him that Lucky meant those words and he was cheating on him, or something similar. It was because Venom didn't really believe that anybody could love him, especially not Lucky, who was the greatest person on earth in Ven's opinion.

He thought about responding to what Lucky had said, but decided that he couldn't really be bothered, and instead just lay there, running his hand from Lucky's neck, down to his hip, and up again, repeating. He knew Lucky's body so well now, but he still relished every touch and tried to memorize the contours.

"Venom, What is your real name?"

Venom was caught off guard by the question, and was quite shocked. He had never told a soul what his real name, or why he'd changed it. He'd never so much as mentioned his past. If asked about it, he would tell people that Venom was his true name, and he'd had a pretty average life. But there were some that knew Venom was not his name, they just didn't know what it actually was.

He looked down, swallowed, then met Lucky's eyes. He was sort of scared to say it. He hadn't said it since he'd left, and he'd convinced himself that he was afraid of his old life so much that he could barely even think of it. It wasn't as if it was particularly traumatic, he just didn't like it, and had been trying hard to start fresh.

"It's Carlson.." He waited a while for Lucky to respond, hoping he didn't laugh or anything. "But.. don't tell anyone. Ever. Don't ever call me that either.. just like, forget that I ever said it after today, okay?" he said, feeling a little panicked.

Assuming that Lucky wanted to know all about his past, he continued. "I've barely even thought about this since I was a teenager, so just.. yeah. Erm, I was born in London. Yes, fucking British accent, I kicked it pretty fast though.. I hate it. So, I lived in what looked like a run-down building form the outside and a shed from the inside. It was shit. And both my Mom and Dad were dealers, and I knew that when I was like five. I went to school.. I was pretty much the reject drug-addict that everyone hated. But to be fair I fucked up a lot when I was wasted.." He shuddered. "Anyway now you know my name and where I came from. I just moved to Chicago when I was sixteen to get the fuck away from them, they were fucking everything up and I may as well have had no parents at all." He shrugged, and tried to push the thoughts back away again now that they were out.

"So what about you? You told me your name, but nothing really about your past. I bet your life's been more exciting than mine.."

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Of course Lucky was kidding. In Lucky’s head Venom was as perfect as it got without being another Lucky. Lucky had actually been pretty fantastic when it came to not cheating, much to his surprise. Yes, he struggled with it at first, but they all mellowed out after awhile. He was in no way going to lie and say that he wasn’t tempted, a lot. Especially when people like Skye, who he knew very well he could have in a second were around. But he kept it in. Lucky hated that look on Venom’s face when he found them, and Lucky hated that feeling when they broke up. Lucky did everything that he did because he didn’t want to be heartbroken. The idea of that was something he had never experienced but something that he had watched his mother go through several times. Lucky knew that Venom could destroy him, and he feared nothing more.

Lucky closed his eye just feeling Venom’s hand. His own hands reaching out to pull him in closer again. Venom felt so smooth against him, Lucky nuzzled his neck a little more and pressed his lips against it softly. See, Lucky couldn’t really say how he felt with words, but he was very touchy with Venom, in more ways than just sexual. Lucky would cuddle for a little bit but only if he was sure it would lead to a second round. Right now, he wasn’t even thinking about sex. Okay well it was at the back of his mind.

Lucky was honestly surprised when actually started to tell him his real name. He’d known him for six years and as far as Lucky knew, no one did. He kept Venom’s stare just honestly trying to listen and remember every word he was saying. Venom seemed scared when he was talking, like he was expecting Lucky to laugh or something. Yes, he did want to chuckle when he hears ‘Carlson’. But that was just because Venom wasn’t a Carlson. Lucky held that in, however, and listened.

The more Venom talked to more Lucky honesty felt this strange need to protect him. Like he wanted to go back in time and keep that shit form happening. This feeling confused Lucky but didn’t stop his grip around Venom to tighten the more he talked. The second he stopped Lucky kissed him. It was passionate and sweet. Lucky closed his eyes and held that kiss for a long time. His arms holding him extra tight, and close. He finally pulled away just makes sure that his face stayed less than an inch away from Venom’s.

Lucky sighed a little. “My life?” He wasn’t exactly sure what to say, but Venom had opened up to him right? “My dad was a really famous rock star. My mom was a bar tending, and he knocked her up and left. I guess you can say I grew up in a bar. My mom is gorgeous, I can’t wait for you meet her. But she always acted like she had to have a boyfriend, she always had to be in love. She always got the shit end of the stick, and I always did my best to take care of her and all” Lucky paused to kiss him again. Honestly talking about past was no big secret, nothing bad happened to Lucky, ever. “It was kind of dull honestly”

[VENOM DIMINUENDO,]

Venom was quite surprised when Lucky kissed him. He'd expected him to laugh, or even to find some way to insult Venom. But instead, he kissed him. As hard as it was for Venom to get his head around it, it was at moments like these that Ven felt as though Lucky perhaps really did love him. Not because of the kissing, that was totally normal. But he'd found that, especially at first, all of the kisses were just 'I want to fuck you' kisses, or something that didn't seem to have all that much emotion in on Lucky's part. He may have been wrong, since he couldn't get inside Lucky's head, but that's how it seemed. He kissed him back, returning all of the passion, and closing his eyes, feeling like there was way too much space between them even though they were pressed hard against each other. It was one of those moments when everything seemed cold and gray except for Lucky's body. Like he was the only important thing.. But Venom got that feeling a lot with him, it just seemed more significant in that moment.

“My life? My dad was a really famous rock star. My mom was a bar tending, and he knocked her up and left. I guess you can say I grew up in a bar. My mom is gorgeous, I can’t wait for you meet her. But she always acted like she had to have a boyfriend, she always had to be in love. She always got the shit end of the stick, and I always did my best to take care of her and all. It was kind of dull honestly”

That was pretty much what Venom had expected from Lucky, except for the fact he took care of his Mom. It may sound harsh, but he would have expected Lucky not to care much about family. Somebody as licentious and reckless as him didn't seem to be one who would really 'take care' of anyone. He did have his sweet moments, but for a long period of time, Venom couldn't imagine him being there for his Mom. Obviously there was another side to him. Venom just wished he'd show it more often rather than the arrogant side. He loved every single thing about Lucky, but didn't everybody love sweet people? Most would also think that people in relationships would like romance, but Lucky hated it, so maybe Venom was wrong about a lot of things.

"I get to meet your Mom?" Venom said with what probably sounded to be too much excitement in his voice. But he really did look forward to that. It was like the next step in the relationship if you introduced your partner to your parents. Venom just wished that his parents could meet him too, because underneath all of the bitterness, Venom did still love them. They wouldn't care about him anymore though. Ven had left home years ago and had no contact since. Maybe he'd find them some day..

He sighed, and buried his face in Lucky's neck; something that Lucky often did to him. Clearly Lucky loved it, though Venom preferred being able to see Lucky, and in this position he couldn't. All the same, he breathed in Lucky's scent and kissed his neck lightly, mumbling "I love you, into his neck.

He straightened out again so that he could look at Lucky, and meet his eyes. "Those three words are said too much, they're not enough." He could have sang that to Lucky, but instead just spoke the words. "Snow patrol. The lyrics came to mind.. I doubt you even like that band?" They didn't seem to be Lucky's kind of band, although they probably didn't seem to be Venom's either. It wasn't as though he listened to them religiously, but he knew a couple of their songs. The lyrics he'd spoken seemed very true in that instance, since he couldn't express how much he loved Lucky in words, or even actions. It felt as though life without Lucky wasn't worth living at all, and Lucky was his new gravity holding him to the earth. "Just ignore how unbelievably cheesy that was.. I didn't mean to say it, to be honest.. just came out."

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Lucky smiled at how shocked Venom was when he said he could meet his mom. Most people did think it was weird how attached Lucky was too his mother. But he loved her. She pretty much gave him whatever he wanted, and gave him the find of freedom that other kids dreamed about. Lucky was drinking out of a bottle of whiskey when he was eleven. He was having sex with drunk girls in bathroom stalls when he was thirteen. Lucky’s mom knew it all, and never stopped. She was his hero, in most way. Not the mention the fact that she nursed his ego like it was glass. She always gave him a string of compliments, and pretty much worshipped him. Lucky knew that the only reasons his mother treated him like that was to distract herself from her real life. The life where she was always being fucked over and used. The life where men would come in a ruin it. Lucky knew how many times her heart was broken, and how she never failed to distract herself with Lucky’s wellbeing. That is why she took Lucky where she went.

“Yeah, sure you can meet her if you want too.” Lucky was actually pretty excited to have Venom meet his mom. Mostly for the look on her face when he told her that he had a boyfriend. Lucky had mentioned Venom in their last conversation but he was pretty sure she thought it was joke. Lucky’s mom knew him better than anyone, and knew that he didn’t do that. But also because his mother was pretty protective and might have some very backhanded comments at Venom. Not that Lucky liked seeing Venom in pain, just the whole image in his head is very funny. He smiled to himself thinking about it.

Lucky slide his fingertips up and down Venom’s side, very slowly. He loved the way his skin felt right now, soft and smooth. But hot. Venom was always warm to Lucky which is something he loved. Lucky smiled when he kissed his neck, loving even more the feeling of his lips. Lucky was actually very content the way they were right now. He tried very hard not to show anyone this side, but having Venom there made it easy for him to be honest. And honestly, Lucky felt amazing. He knew that he would never actually say that to Venom of course. Lucky felt that if he said such things that would give Venom the power in their relationship. Lucky didn’t want to lose control.

Lucky laughed. Like threw his head back and laughed at Venom’s comment. “Dude, even after all the sex we just had, that was so gay.” Lucky didn’t mean to sound like a dick right there, but Venom sounded dumb, he couldn’t help it. He had just calmed down from one laughing fit when Venom started another by saying Snow Patrol. Lucky rolled away from him, onto his back to crack up more. “Oh shit” he breathed, finally calming down after what felt like several minutes of straight laughter. “No, I really do not like that band.” That sort of sweet, soft, inspiration rock thing wasn’t really Lucky at all. Anyone should know that. Lucky turned his head to look at Venom. “No I’m not letting that go.” He smiled. Sometimes Lucky found that nerdy, strange side of Venom to be very cute.

He slid back over to Venom, and kissed his lips. “You should learn to control your mouth” Lucky said is a rather playful teasing way. He leaned into him, pressing their chests back together. He was having problems not touching him right now. “You are very adorable sometimes.” Coming from Lucky that was probably as great as getting a kiss from the queen. Lucky found nothing cute, or adorable, and far less would he admits to it. But they were alone, and he had more on Venom then Venom had on him.

[VENOM DIMINUENDO,]

“Yeah, sure you can meet her if you want too.”

He definitely wanted to. Venom's heart gave a little flip, and he couldn't help the grin that spread across his features, for once reaching his eyes. He moved so that he was straddling Lucky, a hand on either side of his body, and kissed him. "Yeah, I really fucking want to meet her." He flicked a piece of hair out of his face. "So I want a time and date. Where does your Mom actually live?"

Ven wasn't hurt at all when Lucky started laughing at his random outburst of Snow Patrol. He might have been, since Venom was usually easily hurt, but for some reason he was warming to Lucky's behavior and he didn't mind as much when Lucky insulted him or made him feel stupid. It also had something to do with the fact that Venom was shocked himself that he'd actually said that..

“Dude, even after all the sex we just had, that was so gay.”

Ven shrugged, pecking Lucky softly on the lips. "I am gay, I can't help it if I sound it." He was sort of shocked that he'd just said that he was gay. Usually Venom told people that he was bisexual, but he'd been giving it some thought. He was in a relationship with Lucky that he never wanted to end, and Lucky was the only person that he loved or ever wanted to love. So didn't that mean he was gay, not bisexual? Lucky was the only person that Venom was really attracted to, but he still wasn't sure. Maybe he'd stick with bisexual..

“No, I really do not like that band. No I’m not letting that go.”

Venom wasn't at all surprised by the fact that he didn't like the band. He smirked, and then moved from on top of Lucky to lie beside him again, finding it somehow hard to stay still at that moment. "You should consider yourself lucky I didn't just sing a Hannah Montana song to you. It's been known to happen." He chuckled, and then added, "That does not mean I like her, by the way. Don't ask me how I know her songs, because I refuse to tell you."

“You should learn to control your mouth."

"Oh, okay." He said, putting as much sarcasm into his tone as possible, pretending to act stubborn. "You want me to control my mouth? If I'm doing that I'll stay away from your dick for a while. Which by the way, you should learn to control too. Although when you're around me.. pssh, guess you can't." Venom was being playful. It was strange for him to say so much in such a merry way. Usually he said very little and was forever somber, but Lucky changed him, every minute more so.

"You are very adorable sometimes.”

Adorable. Venom grimaced at the word. If there was any word in the world that he didn't want to be described as, it was adorable. He tried his hardest not to be adorable. Ven was aware that this probably slipped up a bit with Lucky.. "If that was supposed to be a compliment, it backfired, I hate that word. It's like 'romance' for you.. sorta."

Venom wondered if he should have said thank you for that. It was rare for Lucky to say something that was supposed to be kind, so this should have made Ven happy. It just happened that he picked the wrong word. He felt bad, so leaned in and kissed Lucky, wrapping his arms around Lucky and trying to pull them closer together, but their bodies were already pressed as close as they'd get.

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Lucky couldn’t help but grin when Venom rolled on top of him. Lucky had to admit he was normally the most forceful one when they had sex. He pretty much always made the first move, and was always the one to make things a little more exciting. But Lucky was one of those boys that it was hard to find something he wasn’t into. He liked it when Venom did things like that. Also Lucky, oddly enough, liked the physical feeling of being caged him. Having Venom’s arms on either side of him would normally be enough to start round two within seconds. But Lucky wasn’t exactly in the kind of mood. Well, he was still Lucky and a few seconds after Venom was on top of him there was a very clear and obvious reaction under the sheets. Lucky was sure the Venom would notice, but it would exactly be the first time.

Lucky gently pushed his hips up at Venom is a rather unobvious way. Lucky was feeling playful. He smirked at Venom, that kind of half smirk he normally did when he wanted something. “When we play Chicago.” Lucky gave a rather blunt answer, hoping to move on from the topic. He was not really that excited talking about his mother now that he had a bit of a hard on. It was kind of sick. Lucky ran his fingers up Venom’s back, his fingernail grazing against his skin. Lucky had a thing for scratching; pretty much everyone who had ever done anything with him knew that. He had made Venom the victim of many scars along his back. Lucky didn’t know if he liked it, but he knew that Venom would never complain.

Lucky chuckled a little, trying to keep from having another laughing fit. “So you are gay now?” Lucky was a little surprised by that. Venom was bisexual as far as he knew. I mean, yes, Lucky loved Venom, and didn’t want anyone else at the moment. But vagina was still sexy to him, so he couldn’t consider himself gay. Actually, Lucky always had problems with labels like that. He never really fit into one. Lucky was attracted to things that would have sex with him, and got him off. Done. There was no real thought that went into that. “You aren’t gay, babe” Lucky saw him kissing that girl when they broke up. Clearly Venom likes girls. Lucky thought that he just got confused when they were together. Like Lucky being there fogged his vision. If Lucky left he’d go back to fucking girls.

Lucky sighed when he got off of him, but rolled over and pressed their bodies together pretty firmly. His arms wrapping around him again, holding him, their noses brushing together. “Hannah who?” Lucky didn’t know anything about pop culture. After a few seconds of thinking he got it. “Oh the bitch from Disney” He said his memory going over a few billboards with her on them. “Yeah if you say that again, I’m kicking you out of the band.” Lucky was mostly kidding. Mostly because he didn’t exactly have the power to kick anyone out. Maybe he did, he was front man.

Lucky smiled at Venom’s reaction. He really enjoyed it when he was a dick just like Lucky. Lucky smiles and kissed his lightly. “You can say that all you want, but we both know you can never stay away from me.” It was true, Venom was all over Lucky the second he even hinted he wanted it. “And as long as my dick can go somewhere else I’m fine with that.” Lucky winked and smirked at Venom. The fact that Lucky called him adorable wasn’t the most Lucky thing to say, but he stood by his words. “You are my boyfriend, I can call you whatever I want.” He kisses his lips again, loving how Venom was trying to pull his closer.

[VENOM DIMINUENDO,]

Ven laughed at Lucky as he climbed on top of him. Was he really that turned on by Venom merely being on top of him? Venom hadn't ever really thought he was sexy, so wouldn't have thought that he'd even have the ability to arouse Lucky when he was trying, let alone when he wasn't. He was discovering a lot of things recently.

"I know I'm hot, but don't get too excited. You're not getting any more."

Lucky pushed his hips up at Venom, obviously playing around with him. Surely enough, Venom gave exactly the reaction that he knew Lucky wanted beneath the sheets. He pulled the towel from around his waist. Partly because it was falling off anyway, but mainly because it was obvious that Lucky didn't want it there.

Venom felt Lucky's hands trailing along his back, leaving a trace of tingles in every line he touched. His nail scraped against Ven's back, scratching him once again. Venom loved it when Lucky scratched him. He loved pain anyway, and when Lucky was the one inflicting it it seemed more meaningful, and a lot better. How Lucky managed to make such a thing so sexy was beyond Venom, but it really worked, and if it hadn't been for the fact his body ached from the sex they'd just had, he'd be doing it with Lucky again.

“When we play Chicago,” Lucky said with no interest in his voice at all. Ven was looking forward to meeting his mother, but evidently Lucky's mind was now on other things. Probably Venom's dick, not that that was a bad thing. All the same, Venom now looked forward to when they traveled to Chicago. He wasn't sure when exactly that was, but he hoped it would be soon. He really should learn the dates they were playing for once..

“So you are gay now? You aren’t gay, babe”

He was a little irritated that Lucky had made that statement. How would Lucky know? He wasn't inside Venom's mind. Yeah, Ven thought that maybe that statement was true, but still.. He couldn't be sure. He only loved Lucky.

"Maybe I am. How would you know?" His tone was playful, no sign of annoyance showing at all, because Lucky hadn't intended to annoy Venom, so there was no point in acting annoyed. "If the only person I've ever and will ever love is you then doesn't that mean I'm gay? The only person I find attractive in this world is you." He shrugged as he moved off Lucky. Gosh, the boy confused him so much.

Hannah who? Oh the bitch from Disney. Yeah if you say that again, I’m kicking you out of the band.”

Venom knew that Lucky didn't listen to that sort of music, but he was shocked that he didn't even know who Hannah Montana was. She was an annoying slut, granted, but she was pretty famous.

"Damn, I was going to serenade you with one of her songs," he said, hoping that Lucky knew that was a joke. "And like you'd kick me out of the band. You love me the most, you just wouldn't be able to do it."

He leaned closer and kissed Lucky unable to hold back any longer. He just had such amazing-looking and tasting lips, they were hard to resist. And surprisingly very soft. He closed his eyes and slowly wrapped his arms around Lucky's hips, pulling them closer as time seemed to slow, like it often did when they kissed. He just made everything seem so trivial to Venom. Ven would do anything for Lucky, and Lucky knew that. Venom would risk anybody's life for Lucky's, even his own. Nothing was important when compared to Lucky.

“You can say that all you want, but we both know you can never stay away from me. And as long as my dick can go somewhere else I’m fine with that.” Lucky winked and smirked at Venom.

Ven laughed at the wink; it was really cute. He pretended to mull that over for a while, then ran his hand up Lucky's thigh, teasing him a little. "Well maybe I can stay away from you. I can go for a while to test that theory if you want. Then your dick would have nowhere to go, other than your hand as you resort to watching porn every day and night because you can't anything better." He smiled sarcastically. Venom knew that this would never happen. If he left, Lucky would move on. He'd have girls all over him every night. He mentally shook himself, not wanting to picture Lucky with anybody but himself. Inevitably, the image of him and Skye making out flashed through his mind, and a twang of pain shot through his body; the kind of pain that he didn't like.

“You are my boyfriend, I can call you whatever I want.”

Ven backed down, wanting Lucky to have his own way as per usual. Venom would let Lucky call him adorable if he really wanted to, even though Ven didn't like it. "Guess you're right. As long as it's not my real name.." He frowned and leaned into Lucky's body, feeling helpless once again. Lucky pressed his lips against Venom's, and Ven parted his own, forcefully pushing his tongue between Lucky's lips, and moving the two of them so that Ven could be on top of Lucky again. Strange how with every conversation they had Venom ended up being hit with emotion like a truck.

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Lucky smiled when Venom took off that towel. Yes, that is exactly what Lucky wanted, and Lucky was quickly learning that whatever he wanted in this relationship, happened. Venom didn’t question, or say no, he just did it. For example, Venom could tell that Lucky didn’t exactly want to have sex again, I mean he did, but not right away. But her certainly preferred Venom naked then with clothes on. Lucky was naked, and Venom should be too, that only seems fair. Lucky leaned up and kissed him again, digging his nails in a little deeper. He was sure now, from Venom’s reaction that he did enjoy being scratched. Which made sense, since he was kind of a freak, not more of one then Lucky was he was close. “Yeah well figures, you always leave me unsatisfied.” Of course Lucky was kidding. Venom was pretty much the best sex he’s ever had and he was actually pretty fulfilled when he was there. When Venom wasn’t there Lucky pretty much wanted anything else. Mostly girls, he really missed girls.

It wasn’t that Lucky wasn’t excited for Venom to meet his mom, Lucky loved showing off that lady. It was more that talking about her was kind of ruining the slight hardon he had, and Lucky liked to keep those, they made him feel manly. Hell, if he could he’s walk around with a boner 24/7. Give a little preview so girls would buy. Yes, Lucky was disgusting. And no, he didn’t really feel badly about having those thoughts when he had a boyfriend. As long as it was in his head he was still good right?

Lucky shook his head. “You really aren’t gay, babe.” He rolled onto his side to face him. “You say you only love me, but if and probably when we break up you’ll be cranky for a week and things will go right back to normal.” Lucky honestly didn’t understand the amount of love that Venom claims he had for him, and the thought that Lucky being Lucky could hurt Ven kind of freaked him out so he was mostly in denial. He thought that Venom would bounce right back just like he would. Not that Lucky wanted to find out; he just liked to make it clear too Venom that Lucky wasn’t in this forever as of now. He was having fun, but if he ever stopped having fun he was pretty sure this was going to end. He was trying out this relationship thing, he wasn’t good at it, and wasn’t sure it was for him at the moment. “If vagina gets you hard them you aren’t gay.” Lucky said nodding. He didn’t like when Venom talked like that, it’s was intimidating.

Lucky couldn’t help but smile. Venom was such a dumbass. “Yeah well, I’m glad you didn’t.” Lucky said rolling his eyes a little. And then Venom kissed him. Lucky smiled against his lips and wasted no told running his tongue alone Venom’s bottom lip, he always tasted so good. Lucky loved his feeling right now of having Venom so close, and the way his lips felt. Lucky never thought kissing could that kind of satisfying but it was just one of the little reminders that Venom meant more than pretty much anyone else. Lucky finally pulled away and tried to wipe the smile off his face, but failed.

That was another one of Venom’s comments that Lucky couldn’t help but laugh at. “Yeah, right, like you could stay away from you. You’ve been having creepy little jack off sessions about me since we met, I know you can’t stop now that you have the real thing.” Lucky leaned in closer, while everything he just said was true, he couldn’t deny that Venom’s hand on his leg wasn’t driving him crazy. And well Venom couldn’t deny that either, from the proof that he could probably feel that this point. Lucky didn’t like to be teased and he could do it right back. He did his best to ignore Venom’s hand and moved his lips down to his neck, kissing it really really gently. Letting his skin graze against him, but not biting him. His hands were sliding really slowly up and down Venom’s back. He let his nails brush against him but not hard enough to scratch. Oh yeah, Lucky played hard.