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TITLE: Devotion
AUTHOR: Midknight
CHAPTER: 6 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. Yes I know it has been ages since I updated and… Well blame the world and life and me not realizing how far this chapter had already gotten. I cannot say when I will update again without encouragement, so...
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CHAPTER SIX
Their shower turned out to be nothing more than a pretext for groping each other under hot water with the slippery assistance of soap. Clark liked how slippery the water and soap made her already smooth skin, allowing him to easily skim his hands over her with more pressure. He also liked the way she reacted to them, the sounds they drew from her and the way she pressed into them. Her caresses were a constant surprise as they ranged from gentle stroking to her nails testing his skin. They started off light and playful, laughing and pretending to try and escape the others attentions, but soon, attentions started being focused on specific areas. He liked the hard, relative roughness of her nipple under his thumb while he caressed the firm, warm mounds on which they rested and the curve of her ass fit just so in his hand as he captured and plundered her mouth under the hot, steamy spray while he held her crotch tight to his.
His, once-again rock hard dick throbbed against her belly and the soft down of her pubes as his kneading hand on her ass rocked her against him and she circled her hips in response to increase the stimulation. She broke their kiss and arched back a little before she bit her lip coyly as she looked up at him, water dripping off her hair and eyelashes even though he had turned them and she was sheltered from the spray by his taller frame.
“You’re all hard again.” She noted quietly, her tone all fake surprise and scandalized as she created a little distance between them.
“I’d bet good money that you’re all wet too.” He noted in return.
“Clark, we’re in a shower and its running, so that’s a given.” She quipped with an impish grin that made her look startlingly younger that she was.
“That’s not what I…” He started to explain before he could stop the words from leaving his mouth.
“I know what you meant, Clark.” She cut him off, and the look she flashed him turned that sudden bloom of youth into an almost scarily seductive maturity.
“Now what are we going to do about this?” She wondered putting on an overly dramatic thoughtful expression and tilt to her head even as her slender hand slowly wrapped around his cock. His dick lurched in her grasp as her touch sent a surge of pleasure jolting into his groin and made his balls tighten. The sound that rumbled out of his throat was part moan and part growl and the look that she flashed him in return was still playful, yet filled with blatant erotic promise.
The spray beat warmly at the back of his neck as Chloe slowly stroked his dick and then just as slowly sank to her knees in front of him. She explored his length with warm, flexing fingers and teased him with little flicks of her tongue as if she were collecting the water on him drop for drop. She teased and toyed with him, her tongue, fingers and lips, feather-light touches that made his dick throb faster, her teeth occasional pinches of pressure that made his hips jerks.
Clark groaned, his one hand clenching and flexing in a fist at his side, the other pressed against the tiled side of the shower. He tried to press into her touch, but still she teased, moving to keep her touch as light and sporadic as it was. Impossibly her breath felt hotter than the water and the wreaths of steam that surrounded them as she found a new way to play with him as she blew along his length. His hand unclenched and lifted from his side to hover over the back of her head as if of its own volition.
He heard a soft cracking sound and tore his eyes away from her and looked at his other hand on the wall and saw a web of spidery cracks running outward from in the tiles where he had pressed against it. He’d have to replace the tile before his parents noticed. Her playful teasing was fun and hot, but was rapidly moving from stimulating to frustrating. He wanted to be in her mouth and down her throat, to feel the warm, tight confines around his length or drag her up and pin her to the wall so that he could drive himself into the tight confines of her snug sex.
Flashes of their first Kryptonite-induced tryst bloomed in his head along with the remembered sensations of power and joyful freedom at taking her as he pleased caused the tension in his balls to ratchet up a notch. Jesus, he wanted to have her like that again, yet somehow, the idea made him feel uncomfortable with the way he had started to feel about her. His hand above her head shook as she looked up at him.
“What do you want to do, Clark?” She asked him, as if she could read his mind, in a sultry, husky voice that held an edge of challenge, which her eyes then flashed at him.
“I want you to suck me, take me in your mouth and throat. I want you to stop teasing and blow me.” He told her, surprised at his crude directness while her hand slowly skimmed his length.
“That’s not what I asked, Clark. Those are things I can do, but what do YOU want to do?” She repeated her query, emphasizing the word “you” and making her tone just a bit mocking while increasing the challenge. He was a bit shocked at her tone until he realized what it was she wanted and then he was really shocked. His oldest friend was just full of surprises.
“Chloe?” He used her name as a question, not sure how to confirm his suspicions. She remembered what they had done before, everything they had done before and it seemed she wanted to do it again.
“Clark?” She returned his name in exactly the same tone. His hand had lowered closer to her head without his consent and he stopped it.
“I… I want to… To fuck your mouth and throat… For starters.” He admitted with a little hesitance as he looked down at her and she looked up at him through a haze of steam.
“Then, fuck my mouth and throat, Clark. I… I want to know what it would feel like too.” She told him, letting her hand drop away from him so that they no longer touched, but he could still feel the hot tickle of her breath. His dick throbbed, bobbing and tapping against his abdomen as if to reach her all by itself while he moved his other hand so that both of them hovered over her blonde head. After what he had inadvertently done to her back, he was leery of hurting her again, but the tone of her voice made it abundantly clear that she wanted him to do.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” He told her softly.
“I won’t let you do anything I don’t want to have done to me, Clark.” She reassured him and he closed his eyes for a moment and surrendered. He lowered his hands and cupped her face. He caressed her cheeks and let his thumb slide across her lips and then between them as she continued to stare up at him with desire in her eyes.
Chloe reached for him and gently wrapped her fingers around his base to angle his curved, throbbing member away from his torso as her let his fingers slide through he wet hair to cradle the back of her head. Her hot breath bathed his dick head for a moment and then her mouth enveloped him. Her tongued slithered across his skin, as he pressed deeper into her mouth, her lips stretching and sealing around his girth to caress it. He took a deep breath when the tip of his dick pressed against the entrance to her throat and let his fingers tighten in her hair to hold her in place. Her eyes flicked up to his for a moment and his dick twitched as she swallowed and the tight ring flexed around him. Clark slowly rocked his hips and her hand fell away from him as he kept her head in place and used the warm wet, seal of her lips and the flat of her tongue to caress his throbbing cock.
Clark growled deep in the back of his throat as he fought not to thrust harder and faster and to pull her onto his dick. She said she wanted it, he want to do it, but he still feared hurting her. It had been easier with his conscience removed by Red Kryptonite, but now he did truly care for his blonde lover, even though they had only clarified the current evolution of their relationship in physical terms. She matched his rhythm, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked, her nostrils flaring as she breathed through them alone, her lips staying sealed around him while she made wet little gurgling noises.
She started to press forward at the apex of his thrusts, in an attempt to give him what he wanted, making him go deeper than he intended. She gagged as he wedged into the entrance of her throat and then pulled back. She flashed him a heated, challenging look and continued to suck at him and he realized that he might well end up hurting her if he wasn’t more deliberate with his actions.
“Okay.” He said softly to himself more than to her.
“You sure about this, Chloe?” He asked as he drew her head back and she nodded with the tip of his dick still between her lips, her tongue caress the slit and tasting the thick dollop of lube that left it as his balls lurched at the sexy image. He let his hands lightly rest on her shoulders, enjoying the smooth warmth of her wet skin as he slid them to the column of her neck and then upward until he could worm his fingers into her damp hair and cradle her head in them.
He massaged her scalp as she moved her head forward, watching her lips stretch around him as they slid over his skin with wet, warm pressure and her tongue added a slithering caress along his underside. She ran her hands up and down the sides and backs of his thighs. He groaned as her cheeks hollowed and she sucked on him. Clark shifted his hands slightly as he judge himself to be reaching the capacity of her mouth and when he felt himself touch the entrance to her throat he tightened his grasp and pulled her to him.
She gurgled loudly as her throat constricted in response to her gag reflex, but she made no attempt to stop him or pull back with only her hands going still on his thighs. He couldn’t stop the heavy groan that somehow slipped passed his gritted teeth at the surges of pleasure that arched into his groin and skittered outward across his nerves as he slid into the tight confines of her throat and she swallowed in an attempt to adjust to his invasion.
Her fingers tightened when he pressed her nose into his damp pubes and rocked his hips to work his length back and forth in the snug, velvet caress of her throat and lips. Her hands relaxed and she simply went with his rhythm, letting him push of pull her head as he thrust his hips with more enthusiasm, chasing the bursts of delight the friction brought. His cock made wet noises as it slid back and forth when he moved faster and bucked a little harder. Her breath, coming hard from her flared nostrils heated his skin even as the spray did where it hit and sluiced down his back.
She made little noises that vibrated her around him and added nuances to the steady pleasure of fucking her mouth. The way she looked, mouth stretched and her big expressive eyes half-lidded as she took his lust was just simply amazing and almost as arousing as the feel of her mouth and throat on him. His balls were churning and his muscles tensed and twitched with the desire for release, but he kept himself well in hand, so to speak, keeping his rhythm and pace steady with deep, low, appreciative grunts to make him last.
Chloe kept letting him do as he pleased, but fingers tensed again, her nails pressing into his skin harder than before and he noticed her breathing was growing more ragged while her face was growing redder than the flush of passion could account for. They might both be enjoying what they were doing, but he didn’t want to hurt her or to be uncomfortable or be pushed beyond her limits, even if she wanted to go there. He changed the position of his hands in her hair again and held her head in place to slowly withdraw from her.
He hissed and groaned as her teeth scraped along his sensitized skin only to be followed by the soothing caress of her lips. His dick popped free of her lips, dripping and glistening with her saliva and slapped against his flat stomach as she spluttered and sucked in a deep breath with her head bowed, her face hidden from him, her weight leaning into him behind her hands. He let his hands stroke rhythmically through her hair, combing it soothingly with his fingers, unsure of how to proceed.
“Chloe… Are you okay?” He finally asked her in concern when he couldn’t stand the only sounds being the hiss of the shower and her heavy breathing. Another tense moment passed and then she surprised him again as her response was a soft, smoky, satisfied chuckle just before she lifted her head and he could see the broad smile and the bright twinkle in her eyes as she looked up at him to let him know that she was alright.
“That was awesome. I... Do it again.” She answered and all but demanded with excitement, as she reached for the base of his dick and guiding it back to her mouth.
“Damn, Miss Sullivan. You are something else.” He complimented her with awe as her mouth engulfed him once more and she gave him a brazen wink as they started the process all over again.
He was soon breathing as hard as she was, tremors racking him as pleasure ebbed and flowed through him from the delightful connection between her and his pulsing cock. His excitement and arousal was amped up by her wantonness and his control was soon slipping. He tried to stay focused on her, to not let her discomfort go as far as before, but it felt so good that his eyes closed of their own accord and his head dipped back into the spray as her hands slid higher and further back to grab his ass, her fingernails deliberately and rhythmically testing the slabs of clenched, curved muscles while he fucked her mouth and throat with gusto and abandon. His balls were boiling and ready to explode, the tension in his groin, a tight aching knot that was quickly getting ready to unravel and release the energy pooling there.
“Chloe…” He groaned her name in warning snapping his head forward to look down at her, which just made his tenuous situation worse as he felt himself reach the point of no return and he forced his fingers to relax and unthread themselves from her hair. Her only response was to suck harder and swallow at the same time. He cried her name out, stretching it so that it ended in a wail of release as his cum rocketed out of his contracting balls and into her.
His first salvo went straight down her throat; the second into her mouth as she pulled back; the third splashed onto her lips and the rest bathed her face. His body shuddered and his hips bucked with each blissful spurt. His heart raced in his chest, supercharged by the orgasmic energy that rampaged through his body in surges and jolts. He grunted as his balls dry heaved and his cock twitched and drooled the last of his essence. He blinked rapidly and panted to catch his breath as he tried to comprehend the wonder and beauty of the sight in front of him.
Chloe’s, proud smiling face was turned up towards him and his jizz was spattered on her lips, chin, one cheek, the bridge of her nose and her forehead, and as he watched some of the thick white liquid slowly trickled down over her closed eyelid. It was a sight he would remember for the rest of his life. He was certain of that. She looked absolutely magnificent. He watched in fascination as she swallowed with a sound of enjoyment before the pink tip of her tongue made an appearance to run a slow circuit of her lips to capture as much of his seed as she could reach and draw into her mouth with it.
“Oh man, that’s hot.” He noted and then moaned softly as his dick twitched in a valiant, but vain attempt to react to the beguiling sight of his best friend’s face covered in his cum, which she was also hungrily consuming. Her eyelids flutters open after she used a finger to capture and remove his spunk from it and her eyes sparkled at him. She grinned as she chased and collected the rest before popping her glistening fingers into her mouth to suck them clean with enthusiasm.
“Why, Chloe Sullivan, I believe you’re slutty. Hot as all hell, but quite slutty” He complimented her with the accusation, using the same overly dramatic surprised, scandalized tone she had earlier used.
“You can blame the Internet, porn is incredibly easy to come by.” She informed him as she casually collected some of his cum that had dripped from her chin onto her chest and transferred it to her mouth.
“Besides, I love the way you taste.” She added and he groaned with an answering grin as her cheeks hollowed as she sucked her finger clean and he remembers how that had felt on his dick.
“I never understood the appeal of having that done to you… I guess it’s something you have to experience to get it. It’s kind of cool, empowering and not at all degrading. I… I wouldn’t mind if you did it again sometime.” She confided in him and he found his admiration of and caring for the blonde rising as despite her pornstar-esque performance, he saw her blush with the admission.
“Me fucking your mouth and throat or losing my load so spectacularly over your face.” He wanted to ask, but before he could she continued as if again reading his mind.
“All of it. I liked it. It was fun and sexy and a little kinky. I actually like feeling slutty.” She told him with a shy smile that again made her look young and the complete opposite of slutty, yet at the same time no less beautiful or sexy.
“Anytime you want, Chloe. Anything you want.” He promised her earnestly. Her coy smile brightened to one of hundred-watt joy as she started to rise and he reached for her elbow to help her up. She suddenly hissed and grimaced, as he had to steady her when she swayed and sagged.
“You okay?” He asked in concern as she reached down and rubbed her legs.
“Yeah, I’m fine, just pins and needles and a little stiff from kneeling.” She assured him with a slightly sheepish look at the 'mundanity' of it all as he watched her stretch her shapely legs out. He could feel the water starting to cool against his back. He had lost track of time and had no idea how long they had been in the shower, but it must have been quite sometime.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, You Dirty Girl.” He instructed crisply and she let out a little surprised squeak and then giggled as he swiftly lifted her with his hands on her waist and turned them so that she was under the spray before it lost all its warmth. He used a sponge and soap mostly for purposes they had been intended and gently washed her from head to toe although the sight of her sexy, blissful face covered in his cum haunted him like the most divine of specters. She seemed to like the attention, sighing softly and complying meekly to his instructions as he washed her.
Clark was starting to have the sneaking suspicion that his usually stubborn, independent and confident friend liked the surrender of being told what to do and have things done to her, which opened all kinds of interesting doors like the one they had just stepped through. She was facing him as he gently rinsed he last of the soap off her and he couldn’t help himself, so he captured her smiling lips in a slow, deep kiss, tasting himself on her tongue as it languidly tangoed with his.
Her hand caress the nape of his neck and his hand stroked the silk of her back, stopping just short of reaching for her ass, as he remembered the falling temperature of the water. He congratulated himself as he managed to break their kiss, get them out of the shower and her wrapped in a towel before the water ran cold.
“Now, I get to take you to my bed.” He told her triumphantly as he lifted her off her feet and back into his arms. She curled her arm around his neck and pulled her face closer to his.
“I told you before, Clark. You can take me right here on the floor if you want, as long as you do take me, again and again and again.” She informed him quietly, but with heated intensity in response. And, despite the rather thorough workout it had already had, his dick hitched itself back to erect attention by degrees matching the strong beat of his heart.
TO BE CONTINUED, HOPEFULLY.
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