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TITLE: Devotion
AUTHOR: Midknight
CHAPTER: 5 of ?
FANDOM: Smallville
SHIP: Clark / Chloe
RATING: NC-17
CATEGORY: Erotica
SPOILERS: A couple, Season Four
SYNOPSIS: WARNING: HERE BE SPOILERS! What if Chloe gave Clark a little gift that made him a little less inhibited and much more amenable to her advances during Season 4, Episode 4, Devoted?
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Smallville. None of these characters belong to me. They belong to Warner Bros and whoever else does. I pay homage to them and I make no profit from this story in any fashion, way or means.
AUTHORS NOTE: I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies
FEEDBACK: Yes Please. It helps. It really, really helps. – midknight_tales@yahoo.com
CHAPTER FIVE
Clark woke as the silky skin of Chloe’s back slid against his chest as she shifted against with a soft sigh where they lay on their sides on the sofa. He looked down at his friend, now lover, her face framed by her tussled blonde hair and a soft smile on her slightly swollen lips. He thought it should feel weirder, more out of place, but he felt strangely comfortable with her in his arms. He inhaled her scent, vanilla and honey, a scent he remembered from when they were still kids, but now it was augmented with mixture of sweat and sex that made it new and exciting. He didn’t want to wake her, but he also wanted to touch her, to caress her smooth skin, to feel her respond to that touch. Once they started down that path all the complications melted away, but she looked so peaceful, so happy as she slept that he managed to refrain.
He looked out across the loft and let his thoughts drift. Chloe had offered him every guy’s fantasy, sex with out stings attached and he couldn’t lie to himself, he liked the sex. But, as he felt her warm and comfortable in his arms and he remembered not only what they had recently done, but all the times they’d spent together, he wondered: “Would it be so bad if they were boyfriend and girlfriend.” It wasn’t like it was beyond the realm of possibility. The idea of sex without strings was attractive on many levels, but this was Chloe. She had always had a special place in his heart for the blonde girl, but his desire for Lana had always stopped him from seeing more and as he lay there he finally started to see those possibilities. This part of their relationship had started off with a strange confluence of unexpected and unforeseen events, but what they had just done hadn’t. There was something there, but could it be more than just physical? And, if it were, how would that affect their sexual arrangement? It was just all so complicated.
It was then that her eyes fluttered open and the complications faded away as her sensual beauty once again struck him. He saw confusion cloud her pale eyes for a moment and then she smiled lazily. “Hey there.” She greeted him quietly and reached up and lightly touched his cheek. He reached for her chin and tilted her head back before lowering his lips to hers for a slow, deep kiss. “You’re real? I’m here? I’m not dreaming? We did the things we did?” she half stated, half-asked when he broke the kiss. “Yes, yes, yes and yes.” He replied with a smile and kissed her again. She sighed around his tongue as it twined with hers and their lips shifted together as he caressed her face and she let her fingers slide through his hair.
“Well, hey there again.” Chloe noted as his dick stirred and stiffened where it had been nestling in the crack of her ass. She rocked her hips slowly to rub her ass against him as he became fully erect. “Sorry.” He apologized a little shocked and embarrassed by how little control he seemed to have on his libido all of a sudden and she laughed softly. ”Don’t be.” She absolved him and shifting higher, she reached down and wrapped her fingers around him. She gave him a quick squeeze that made his ass clench in response and then guided his pointed head through her folds and to her entrance. She was slippery, wet and open, an undeniable sign that she was as aroused and willing as he was. “Chloe…” he groaned her name not sure if he wanted to stop her as another bout had not been his intent or to encourage her because it already felt so good as she slowly impaled herself on his erection. She made a sexy sound that was part-moan and part-sigh as she rocked and rolled her hips in tight little circles to corkscrew herself onto him.
He wasn’t sure he’d ever quite get used to the initial feel of her snug channel surrounding him; it’s hot, greased, silk caress and the surge of sensation that accompanied it and instantly began the tightening in his balls. He started to rock his hips slowly without conscious thought as she squirm back onto him as his pelvis pressed against her firm buttocks. “Damn, that feels good. I like having you inside of me.” Chloe sighed softly. “I like being inside of you, Chloe.” He responded with reciprocated honesty. She turned and craned her neck again and he once more found her lips for a slow, probing kiss as they slowly moved together.
They undulated together, neither really thrusting, but instead finding a synced bump and grind that kept him buried in and stirring the wonderful furnace of her core. She broke the kiss and her head settled back onto his arm. He kissed and nuzzled at the column of her neck and the creamy skin of her shoulder as he felt the warm blossoms of her wet lips on the skin of his forearm. Clark reached around with his free hand, slipping it under her arm to find the perky globe of her breast. He squeezed and fondled the firm, but pliant flesh before letting his thumb circle and then flick and roll the turgid peak of her nipple. Chloe arched her back in response, pressing herself into his hand with a breathy moan of appreciation. She moaned louder as she placed her hand over his and encouraged him to be rougher with his fondling.
“Do you know just how sexy you are? How… How have I missed it all these years?” he asked in awe, nibbling at her earlobe as she curled her legs over his, opening herself to him while increasing their range of motion. “I… I don’t know… I… I just… I don’t think I’m sexy. What you… What we did changed me. I… I didn’t know sex could be like this. I didn’t think I could be so comfortable with it or enjoy it as much, all of it. “ She answered between breathy moans before he felt her teeth test his skin and her fingers tighten amongst his as he thrust a little harder. “You’re wrong about one thing… You really are sexy, Chloe…” he ground out between clenched teeth as the delicious friction of her snug femininity sliding along his length had his balls tightening and waves of delight pulsing into his groin.
Clark untangled his fingers from hers to slide his hand from her breast along her ribs to her taut abdomen. Peering over her creamy shoulder he saw that her hand continued to squeeze her breast and tweak her nipple in his absence. “How… How did you… You get so good… Good at this?” Chloe asked him haltingly, her question interspersed with soft moans as she circled her hips back onto his thrusting shaft. “I… I have no idea. “ He answered honestly, gritting his teeth, his eyes closing to slits as she ground on him, stirring her hot tightness around him and sending sweet pulses of delight arching into him. When he had been under the influence of Red Kryptonite, everything had done had felt perfectly natural and despite his initial nervousness about Chloe’s offer, he had just went with whatever felt right.
“You think I’m good at this?” he wondered. “God, yes!” she moaned emphatically. “I… I mean, I don’t… I don’t exactly have much in the way of reference here… But, what you do feels so… So good… Good to me… And… You… You seem to know…Know just how to… To get me off… As… As far as I… I’m concerned… You’re like a superman.” She told him breathlessly, her statement broken up with soft gasps, sighs, moans pants, whines and groans as he thrust harder while he let his fingers slide lower until he found the little pearl of her clit. He felt her jerk and constrict around him with a sharp gasp that became a heavy moan as he rolled the sensitive bundle of nerves. Despite their slow, deliberate pace or maybe because of it, he was rapidly reaching the point of no return, His balls growing tighter, the delicious tension in his groin growing to the point where it was tinged with pain as he attempted to hold at bay the energy that created it. Her heavy breathing and panted cries had an all too familiar ring them and the way she was clutching at her breast and pulling at her nipple along with the little tremors he could feel run through her that signaled that she was close too.
Clark took his cue from the rougher treatment she was giving herself and switched from rolling and flicking her slippery little bean to pinching it. Her body tensed as if he’d touched it with a live wire and she didn’t quite manage to stifle a scream as her sex became a vice around him before a heavy shudder ran through her and she flooded around him as she climaxed. His hips continued to hump, driving him through the greased velvet vice of her clenched, twisting, pulsing channel until he could go no further. “You’re really good at this too!” he growled through clenched teeth before he exhaled heavily and threw his head back against the sofa and gave in to his release and the rippling sheath of her sex to pump his seed into her welcoming depths.
His hips jack-hammered his pelvis against her firm ass cheeks as he emptied himself into his blonde friend in heavy spurts as lightning flared across his nerves, lighting them up and making his blood pound and his lungs blaze with the need for air. His muscles twitched, tensing and relaxing in quick, erratic succession as bliss inundated his senses. Chloe shuddered against him, her hand leaving her breast and finding one of his buttocks, her nails digging in to test his flesh as her body shook under the onslaught of her climax. She made little mewling noises, her lips vibrating against the skin of his forearm. His fingers came away wet as he took them from her crotch to cup her cheek and then grasp her chin to turn her head toward him. She resisted him, but he insisted until he could reach her lips and kissed her hard and hungrily, plundering her lips. She moaned into his mouth and kissed him back with equal fervor. The delicious aroma of her cream waft to him off his fingers and added to the miasma of sex and sweat that surrounded them as they feasted on each other’s mouth.
She gulped in air when he finally allowed her to break the kiss. She’d half rolled over, twisting her upper body to ease the uncomfortable angle at which her neck was craned. Her lower body eventually followed suite and he pulled free of her with a hiss from him and a groan from her. Clark remained on his side, looking down at her laying her back, her eyes closed, her kiss-swollen lips open wide and her chest heaving. Her sweaty skin seemed to glow in the lamplight, the little droplets catching the light just so. Her hips jerked and she whimpers, her teeth catching at her lower lips for a moment. Yet, she kept her legs invitingly spread as far as the limited space on the sofa allowed when he ran his fingers through the dewy petals of her slit to collect their glistening treasure. He brought his cream coated fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean, not caring that he could also taste himself mixed in with it.
Chloe’s hair was a wild, tussled golden halo as her eyes fluttered open, but remain half-lidded and lazy, as was the smile that curved her lips. She sort of stretch and his dick twitched as it rubbed against the smooth silk of her thigh. “God, she’s looks so cute and sexy at the same time.” He noted, again finding it hard that he hadn’t been able to see this or at least the possibility of this in her before now. He leaned down and kissed her softly, letting his tongue sweep across the top of her lower lip. He smiled down at her as she nipped at his lip as he lifted his head. “Do you think we could just stay here and keep doing that again and again and again for, you know, ever?” she wondered softly with a dreamy little sigh. He cupped and lightly caressed her breast as he made a show of considering her question, watching her eyes flutter and her breath catch as he tweaked the still-stiff tube of her nipple.
“We could try, but I’m fairly certain my parents would eventually come looking and we’d be pretty easy to find. The farm isn’t all that big and what with the moaning and screaming and what not.” He replied, unable to keep a straight face and grinning as she pouted at the disillusionment of her little fantasy. “But, then again doing it in other places could be fun, don’t you think.” He whispered in a low, seductive rumble, presenting her with a new one and watching her eyes light up in recognition. Her arm curled around his neck and pulled his head to hers to lightly rub her lips across his. “You have point there. What did you have in mind Clark?” She agreed with him before sucking and nipping at her lower lip.
“I thought we might start off simple. Ease into it with something conventional, like my bed maybe. You know, try somewhere soft, roomy and comfortable and not likely to leave you all scratched up. Yes. I’d like to take you to bed. Just a thought.” He suggested and her smile became a grin and then a sweet ringing peal of laughter. “You had something else in mind?” he asked with a curious frown at her response. “No… No… she giggled. “I just found it funny that it sounded like you might think I would ever turn down that particular offer or any offer from you. I won’t Clark. Take me to bed… Take me where ever you want.” She told him, suddenly sobering and looking him straight in the eye with sincere earnestness.
Clark found himself swallowing hard, his mouth and throat suddenly dry, his heart swelling with emotion. No matter what she had said or how this had all started, there was something more than just physical between them, he could feel it as clear as day. He took a deep breath and let it out slow, deciding to take his shot. “Chloe, right now I’m going to take you to bed, but later, sometime, could I take you to dinner and a movie?” he asked and he saw her eyes widen slightly before they lowered from his. She worried nervously at her lower lip for a moment before her eyes once again met his. “As in a date?” she asked for clarification and he nodded. “What about Lana? The sex thing would be our little secret, but I’m not going to hide us dating.” she stipulated seriously, her eyes darting from side to side as she searched his.
“Lana has someone. She never has and never will see me that way. I… I can see that now, just like I can see what I’ve let myself miss hiding behind the pointless hope that she would. I won’t lie to you… She will always have a place in my heart, but it is a small place and I think… No, I know now that I can allow it, there’s a lot of room for someone else to fill and share it. This isn’t about her. It’s... It’s about you and me, Chloe. We seem to have real physical chemistry; maybe we can see what else there is. I… I know it isn’t what you wanted when you came here, but… I love having sex with you and if that’s all you want. I’m… I’m okay with that too.” He almost blurted the last bit, the feeling foolish and a little guilty at trying to cover himself. He had been so resistant to the idea at first, but now he knew he didn’t want their sexual relationship to end so soon. The words had flowed from him uncensored, the question about Lana catching him off guard and in hindsight sounded mushy and stupid, not the eloquent proposal he had intended and Clark found himself holding his breath as he watched her considering his words.
“If… If we were to date, what does would it mean for the sex?” she asked, her tone serious, but he could see a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “Oh we’re still going to have sex… You have no idea the things I still want to do to you, Young Lady, but now we get to do other things in the daylight, where other people can see too.” He reassured her, squeezing the firm, warm flesh of her breast in emphasis. “But, there were thing I wanted us to do in the daylight that other people might see.” She countered with a playful grin. “My goodness, Miss Sullivan! “ he reprimanded her with over-dramatized, scandalized shock and she let out a silvery peal of laughter. “Take me to bed, Clark and then you can take me to dinner and a movie and ice cream and coffee and dancing, but always, always take me.” She acknowledges her agreement to his proposal.
“You’re going to have to let me in on what those things are… And I might see what I could do.” He told her before he bounded up off the sofa, nearly spilling her from it. She let out little surprised shriek as he swept her up into his arms, but she was soon laughing with him as he spun them joyfully around and around before he captured her lips for a deep, slow kiss. She gathered most of their clothes as he carried her around the loft, their lips never separated for long and then he carried her back to the farm house, glad that his parents were away until the following day and that they were on an isolated farm where there was no one else to witness their nude, moonlit stroll through the balmy Kansa summer night. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, her fingers twining in his hair. Her breasts were warm pillows against his chest and by the time he was carrying her up the stairs, the feel of her ass occasionally brushing against his dick had it once again twitching and stiffening.
Chloe pulled him up short, by the expedience of grabbing the doorframe to the bathroom and he broke their kiss with a frown. “I know it wasn’t the plan, but do you think we could hit the showers before you take me to bed? It’s been a fun, but long, sweaty day.” She requested and he made a show a considering it. “Sure… You are a little stinky.” He replied and she swatted his shoulder with a mock expression of hurt and he grinned. “Of course, I can’t promise that the only thing I’ll be hitting is the showers.” He amended as she turned the doorknob and he guided them into the room while she reached for the light switch. “I’d be offended if you didn’t.” she countered with a grin of her own before she nipped at his shoulder and he chuckled.
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