Seeing Red

TITLE: Seeing Red AUTHOR: Midknight CHAPTER: 4 of ? FANDOM: Smallville SHIP: Kara / Clark / Chloe RATING: NC-17 CATEGORY: Erotica SPOILERS: A couple, Season Six and Seven DISCLAIMER: 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: Inspired by Alycats' RED K PLAY. 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 4 The car stopped and Kara concentrated, narrowing her vision, bringing it into sharp focus. "Damn!" she thought in aggravation. It was Chloe. She didn't quite know why Clark's attitude had changed so drastically, and she didn't really care. She liked this Clark and she was enjoying herself with him. But, she knew that Chloe would definitely disapprove of what they had done, and if she had her way, would be doing, and not only because she and Clark were related. She was also fairly certain that Chloe's disapproval would sway Clark away from his current lack of inhibition and put an end to their fun. She considered the other blonde for a moment and noticed she had something in her hand. Kara focused her vision a little harder, trying to see what was in the box, but frowning couldn't. "It's Chloe and she's carrying a box that I can't see through." She told Clark as he rose and helped her to her feet. "It must be lead." He explained. "Why would she?..." he started to ask and then snapped his fingers. "She must have Kryptonite with her, but why?" He concluded, pondering the implications of his deduction. "Kryptonite?" she queried. "Radio active pieces of Krypton that landed here during the meteor showers that hit Smallville. It's poisonous to us. It robs us of our powers and prolonged exposure is lethal." He explained. The beginnings of a plan started to form in her mind as she watched Chloe enter the Kent house. She idly wondered what Chloe would think if she went into Clarks room and found Kara's dress, bra and torn panties, but neither of them. "I have an idea." She told him. "What are you going to do?" he queries. "Trust me, Clark. I can get that box away from her before she can expose either of us to that Kryptonite stuff and without hurting her in the least. I promise. I will need you to distract her for a moment. Think you can do that?" she asks as they see Chloe coming out of the house and heading for the barn. "I think I can manage that." He confirms. "Let's just wait until she comes out of the barn, I just need a moment." She informs him. He watches her as she traces parts of the symbol on her bracelet in a complex sequence. The symbol glows brightly for a moment and then she grasps the thick metal band and pulls. She gives him a wink, finding the astonished look on his face amusing and quite enduring as she now holds a replica of her bracelet in her hand. "What?" he asks. "All part of the plan, Clark, all part of the plan. Now lets go she should be coming out any moment now." She urged and the made their way closer to the barn. Chloe came out of the barn and she could clearly see the metal box in her hand as the petite blonde reporter stood by the barn door looking from side to side with a look of indecision clearly written on her face. She and Clark were peaking around one of the other out buildings and she looked at him and then nodded in Chloe's direction. He gave her a quick nod of understanding and then flexed his legs and shot off into the night sky. Kara waited and watched as Chloe took out her mobile. She cocked her head and closed her eyes, focusing her hearing in time to hear Chloe get Clark's voicemail. Kara snapped her eyes open at Chloe's loud gasp to see Clark come floating down in front of the other blonde in all his naked splendor. Chloe stood frozen and wide-eyed, the box in one hand and her mobile in the other. "Perfect." Kara thought and shot forward in a blur of speed. "You... you're naked, and... and... flying." Kara heard her sputter as she snatched the box from her hand and at the same time locked the replica bracelet in place on her pale wrist with a soft click. "What the hell!" she cried looking at her newly adorned wrist and empty hand before freezing again as Clark settled lightly to the ground and Kara appeared at his side, leaning into him as naked as he was. Kara found the shock on Chloe's face quite satisfying. Kara concentrated, opening the link between the two bracelets. On Krypton it was a simple communication device, but here and with a human it would have certain other functions. She could hear Chloe's thoughts and feel her emotions. She was shocked and dismayed, Kara could see that without the mind link, but she was surprised to feel a strong sense of appreciation and it wasn't for her. She looked at Chloe in a whole new light. Chloe's thoughts came through to her in a bit of a jumble no matter how hard Kara concentrated. The reporter was making certain conclusions concerning the two Kryptonians that were quite accurate and it amused Kara that it added a strong sense of jealousy to Chloe's emotions. There was something about being infected and about Red Kryptonite and she desperately wanted to tell Clark about it. Kara assumed that was what was in the lead box and that Chloe had somehow become infected by it. She could sense Chloe's disapproval growing as she became more certain of her conclusions as to what Kara and Clark had been up to. Kara concentrated and then put the last part of her plan into play. Chloe opened her mouth to speak to Clark and then froze and let out a heavy moan. She started to sway slightly and before Clark could do anything Kara shot forward catching the petite blonde from behind before she could slump to the ground. "What have you done to her?" Clark asked stepping closer to the two blonde women. "I was just trying to read her thought through the mind link between the two bracelets, but something's gone wrong. I... I think she's experiencing everything you and I have done tonight." she half-lied, feigning both confusion and consternation. Chloe was indeed experiencing everything they had done, but it was no accident, Kara was projecting the sensation into her. Chloe moaned again and Kara found with astonishment that Chloe had managed to insert herself directly in Kara's place in the vivid mental reenactment of Clark and Kara's escapades. Kara realized she had tapped into something deep and hidden in Chloe about how she truly felt about Clark. Clark couldn't see the wicked grin that spreads across Kara's face. She had planned to control Chloe's thoughts, simply get her to leave them alone, but the link somehow wasn't strong enough. Some small part of Chloe's mind resisted, fighting the flood of pleasure and sensation leaving an echo of disbelief in her thoughts. Her little discovery brought another, more interesting, if riskier option and she decided to play it. Chloe shuddered against Kara as her body reacted to the sexual images and sensations from the blonde Kryptonian. Her eyes were open wide, but sightless. "We need to help her. Let's get her inside first." Kara told Clark seeing the concern in his eyes. Clark took Chloe from Kara's arms and carried her quickly into the house and gently placed her on the sofa. Kara dropped the lead box on the table by the door and quickly followed Clark. Kara immediately stripped off Chloe's jacket and started unbuttoning her blouse. "Get her shoes and pants." She told Clark, putting as much urgency in her voice as she could as he stood gaping at her. "Why? What are you doing?" he queried, confusion written across his face. "We have to help her, Clark. To protect her mind we have to try and match what she's seeing and feeling, physically." She explained, taking the biggest gamble of her little plan. She had uncovered Chloe's breasts by that time, thankful that the black bra the woman wore, also clasped in the front. She glanced at Clark as he tugged off Chloe's boots, seeing the reaction she had hoped for. He was starting to rise to the occasion. Chloe moaned and writhed, her breathing heavy and her back arching periodically as Clark pulled her pants off her hips and down her legs, leaving her in only a pair of black cotton panties. Chloe's arousal is clear to Kara. The skin of her chest is red and flushed. Her pale pink nipples are hard little cones on the puffy mushroom caps of her areola and with her heightened senses she could smell the sweet scent of desire rising from her. She had planned to have Clark be the only one to implement the next part of her plan, but she hadn't realized what an exquisite body Chloe had been hiding and decided that Clark should get to have all the fun with the petite blonde. "We have to help her, Clark! Hurry!" she repeated with even more urgency as Chloe shuddered and uttered a little moaning cry as if in pain, but what was actually Kara exposing her to the full experience of the climax she had enjoyed from Clark's talented mouth earlier. She played on his concern for his friend and his growing lust and new, strangely uninhibited attitude and hid her grin of triumph as he removed Chloe's panties, spread and draped her legs over his shoulders and then lowered his head between her legs. Chloe's lips parted and she let out a long, breathy sigh and her hips started to undulate slowly, pressing herself to his talented mouth as he worked his magic on her most intimate flesh. Kara knelt next to the sofa and let her projection of her past pleasures lighten and let more of what Clark was actually doing wash through Chloe's senses, allowing the two to merge. She could see a spark of consciousness return to the blonde human's eyes and slowly, deliberately lowered her lips to Chloe's open mouth. Kara kissed Chloe gently at first and then harder and deeper, letting her tongue slip into the other woman's mouth. Chloe's lips were soft and smooth and tasted of strawberries as they slid against and over hers. Chloe seemed to shy away a little, but after a moment Kara felt the pressure of her kiss returned and Chloe's tongue began to spar lightly with hers. She watched Chloe's big, hazel eyes flutter closed for the first time. Kara let her hands roam over Chloe's body, caressing her sumptuously smooth skin and lightly testing the muscles underneath. She could hear Clark, wetly sucking and lapping at Chloe's sex. Her hand brushed his as it slid up along Chloe's ribcage and hers slid down to the other woman's flat belly. A downward glance revealed Clark's large hand firmly cupping Chloe's breast. He lightly weighed it in his palm before starting to fondle and massage it. His thumb found the hard, pink cone of her nipple and flicked it back and forth. She broke their kiss, allowing the other woman to draw in long, heavy breaths while making soft sounds of ecstasy. She noticed Chloe's hands had found the top of Clark's head, her fingers were wound into his hair and flexing in time with his bobbing head. Kara lowered her head to the breast unattended by Clark's hand and traced a wet decreasing spiral with her tongue on the firm globe, the rosy, turgid peak of her nipple as its final destination. She lashed the little nub and then sucked it and a mouthful of her tit flesh into her mouth. Kara dragged the fingernails of her free hand through her pubes, and over the slightly raised ridge of her clit-sheath and slid her fingers through her folds finding them swollen and moist. She ground her palm against her exposed clit and let first one and then another long finger delve inside her self, spiking pleasure into her belly in rhythmic waves. Kara sucked in and released Chloe's pliant tit flesh, occasionally nipping lightly at the hard pebble of her nipple. Chloe rolled her shoulders into the cushions of the sofa, alternately pushing one breast into Clark's strong hand or the other into Kara's mouth. Kara felt the moment of surrender in Chloe's mind and let the actual pleasure she and Clark were giving her overpower the remembered sensations. Chloe's sounds of ecstasy and enjoyment grew louder, her gyrations and undulations more urgent and then she gasped. She felt Chloe's stomach shudder rapidly under her hand and the petite woman's hips bucked uncontrollably as the blonde reporter had a panting, mewling, back arching orgasm. The situation, Kara's own fingers and watching and feeling Chloe climax was enough to give the Kryptonian woman a small orgasm of her own. Both, she and Clark, slowed their ministrations and finally stopped and allowed the tension in Chloe's body to dissipate although she still spasmed once or twice before relaxing. Clark's cheeks, chin and lips glistened wetly with Chloe's cream as he raised his head. Kara could see naked, animal lust burning in his eyes and further inspection revealed his cock, rampant, throbbing, twitching and drooling clear lubricant as he moved between Chloe's spread legs. Kara reached over and collected Chloe's nectar from his cheeks and lips with a long swipe of her thumb. She brings her thumb to her face, enjoying the spicy aroma and then sucks it into her mouth, comparing Chloe's taste to her own. Chloe tasted sweeter, but somehow... somehow less, different and just less, nothing specific, no one thing she could put her finger on, but still she savoured the flavour with satisfaction. She wondered if it was a human thing or just a natural difference between women. Clark watched her with rapt attention and so did Chloe. Kara had dialed back the intensity of the link between them. What she had seen in Chloe when she had first linked her experiences with Clark to the other woman had been quite surprising. At first there had been an instinctive revulsion and disapproval, not about the sexual acts themselves, but about the fact that Kara and Clark were related. It was an ingrained cultural bias, a reflex reaction and once it ran its course there was the jealousy that told her how Chloe really felt about Clark. What followed was what had interested Kara. There was a strong sense of sexual curiosity and longing coming from Chloe. She wasn't able to entirely overcome her inhibitions, but did allow herself to enjoy the experiences, become aroused, even allow her self to merge with them. So, by coupling Chloe's unrequited romantic feelings for Clark and by satisfying her curiosity and showing her the pleasure there was to be had beyond her inhibitions and that there need be no guilt about it; Kara hoped she had succeeded in turning the petite blonde into a willing participant in her and Clark's fun. They looked at each other. If Kara had failed, this would be the moment that Chloe would most likely freak out and spoil everything as Kara stopped projecting and simply kept the link open between them. Clark seemed to be a lock. Passion and desire blazed in his eyes, his arousal was erectly visible. There was a certain tense set to his body that spoke of a barely restrained lust. Kara wondered if maybe, just maybe Chloe wasn't the only one with hidden feelings. Chloe blinked and then reached up to touch Clark's face as if verifying for herself that he was real. Kara gave them a little space, sitting back, watching as Clark, his eyes locked with Chloe's reached down and guided cock to Chloe's entrance. Clark moved over Chloe as he slowly thrust his hips forward and Kara watched as his shaft slowly slid into the blonde woman lying on the sofa. Chloe's hand stayed on his cheek as he filled her. Kara could see Chloe shudder uncontrollably and felt the pleasure cascade from her sex into her body from the friction of Clark's thick shaft, stretching her intimate, resisting flesh through the mind link. Kara felt her own sex clench in response. Chloe's hips rose as Clark's pubic bone met hers and ground against her clit. Both women gasped at the surge of pleasure as the couple on the sofa undulated against each other taking deep, loud breaths and making sounds of delight. Chloe's hand slid from his cheek and joined her other as they slid down his back. Clark lowered his head and captured Chloe's already kiss swollen lips. Chloe's eyes fluttered closed as the two lovers kissed passionately, heads shifting and adjusting to allow their lips to slip and slide sinuously together while their tongues moved back and forth exploring each other's mouths. Kara saw Chloe's fingers make ten little dimples on Clark's firm ass cheeks as her finger tested and squeezed the firm flesh. Clark stopped grinding and pulled back. He kept himself poised for a moment, with only his dickhead still inside her. Kara could see his throbbing shaft glistening wetly with Chloe's sex cream and then he drove back into her, their bodies meeting with a moist slapping sound. Chloe's hips rolled and bucked as she and Clark found a steady rhythm as he pistons in and out of her. His lips leave hers trailing down her throat and chest before he buries his face in her cleavage. With, her lips free, Chloe vocalized her enjoyment quite graphically when her lower lip wasn't pinned behind her straight, white teeth as she through back her head, her nostrils flaring with the need to drag in air. Kara, enjoying her role as voyeur, settled onto the floor, stretching out parallel to the sofa and lets her hands roam over her body as she watched the friends become lovers. Chloe's pleasure washed over her through the mind link and mingled with her own. The link tells her that Chloe is fully aware of Kara's presence and that it is even enhancing the other woman's enjoyment of the situation. Kara is getting to see a whole new side of Chloe and she is more than a little impressed. She can feel Chloe's building orgasm with each of Clark's pounding strokes and it makes her skin tingle. She watches as Clark's tongue snakes out and rolls one of Chloe's plump pink nipples around before capturing it with his lips and sucks on it. He lifts his head, stretching the sensitive nub before letting go. It shines with his saliva. When he repeats the process on her other breast, she uses her fingers on her own nipple to mimic the experience. Clark continued to thrust and grind. Two of Kara's slim, long fingers match his pace in her snatch while her thumb rapidly frigs the exposed pearl of her clit. Kara's breath shudders from her chest in shaking pants as her climax builds with Chloe's. One of Chloe's hands remain on his ass, urging him on, pulling him into her while the other has found its way back along his spine and is massaging the back of his neck. Kara is a little startled by the vividly clear image of her self masturbating and then sees Chloe's eyes locked on her and understands its source. Chloe teeters on the brink even as Kara sees Clark's strokes becoming erratic and his mouth abandons her breasts as his back arches and he grits his teeth. Kara can feel Chloe's imminent climax clawing through the other woman's senses like a wild, living thing. Its energy straining against the bonds she has imposed upon it to contain it. Those bonds are frayed to the point of breaking and it takes one final powerful heaving thrust from Clark and a hard grinding upward back from her to snap them, releasing the energy into her nervous system as pure, white hot ecstasy. Pleasure floods their senses in intense waves and her and Chloe's ragged cries mingle with Clark's drawn out groan of release. Chloe's channel clenches in an iron grip around Clark's jerking shaft as Kara's clenches on her deeply buried fingers. Both women feel a torrent of heat and fluid rush from them and their sexes ripple, squeezing their respective pleasure creating invaders. Chloe is balanced on her butt and head; her spine a hard, tense, quivering bow and although her cry has died her mouth is still open wide as are her eyes. Kara's senses are battered by the whirlwind of intense rapturous sensation as she experiences Chloe and her own orgasm nearly simultaneously. She rolls onto her side, her fingers trapped by her clenching sex, her hand trapped wetly between her thighs as she draws her knees to her chest and ending up in a shuddering fetal position. She looses track of time as her world is narrowed sparking surges of pleasure and awareness is slow to return as the waves of sensation finally start to diminish. She opens eyes she does not remember shutting to see Chloe's back slowly drop back onto the sofa. She can here three distinct panting breaths, one of them her own and she watches as Clark lets his head sink to Chloe's chest and plant a light kiss on her nipple. Kara feels the warm bloom of heat on her breasts as if his lips were on hers and not Chloe's and they both groan as his touch creates another clenching wave of pleasure that jangles already strained nerves. Chloe's arm dangles off the edge of the sofa. Kara smiles when the other woman gently and softly strokes her shoulder and arm as they silently share the aftermath of their shared experience. TO BE CONTINUED