these moments are few

Despite the oddities of their relationship Venom felt that Hattori truly was her perfect compliment. They fit together well and understood one another in a way that couldn’t make sense to anyone else. She fit beside his massive frame perfectly and Hattori made no hesitation to surround her with his own embrace. There weren’t often soft words between them, but actions spoke louder than words anyway and Venom was assured over and over again the deep adoration and devotion the Shogun had for her. Whether he could verbalize that fact or not, she knew it in her heart.

She smiled into their kiss as he leaned into her affection and carefully returned her gentle touch as his dangerous talon caressed the form of her ear. She lifted herself to her back paws so her white gloved arms could wrap around his neck and she could press her belly against his chest. Her lithe body had once again returned to pre pregnancy form. If not for a little more curve to her hips. Maybe too much time had passed since they’d allowed themselves a moment to be intimate together, but that made spontaneous instances like this so much more special.

There wasn’t much effort in fanning the flames of desire, Venom was very much attracted to the handsome man she chose as hers. Fire lit beneath her skin, Hattori was receptive to her advances so the young Empress did not slow her efforts. She renewed her efforts in a passionate kiss, withholding little of herself in the short time they were alone together. She craved his touch and attention, and wanted nothing but to be selfish with him.