Kindred

TITLE: Kindred AUTHOR: Midknight CHAPTER: 4 of ? FANDOM: Smallville SHIP: Kara / Clark RATING: NC-17 CATEGORY: Erotica SPOILERS: A couple, Season Seven and Eight UNIVERSE: Inspired by JohnSlayers "I Came Back..." Kara and Clark find that sometimes family is all you have, all you need and not the obstacle you think it might be to finding happiness. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Smallville. None of these characters belong to me. They belong to The WB 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 FOUR They didn't quite make it all the way to the bed on their first attempt, instead fetching up against the doorframe to his bedroom where they kissed wildly and writhed together with her riding him as he thrust up into her. His lips were hot and wet on her skin of her neck and chest when not engaged with her lips and her fingers dragged along the flexing muscles of his shoulders as she rolled her hips around his thick, long, thrusting shaft. The wood of the door framed scratched her back, something that shouldn't matter to someone who was all but indestructible, yet, the irritation was an unwelcome distraction from the blissful pleasure he was creating in her. "Clark...Bed... Bed." Kara moaned with pleading desire even as she clutched at his head when his sucking, lips and swirling tongue found her hard, tingling nipple and sent spikes of pleasure arching into her chest to speed up her breathing just that little bit further. As, fast as he was, carrying her up the stairs, it wasn't fast enough for him and he pressed her up against the doorframe where they started all over again. Her body felt amazing as she strained against his to rise and fall in unison with his thrusting hips and driving shaft as he hungrily nursed at the firm peak of her nipple. He moved her away from the wall, into his room to the bed at her pleading urging. They started with him on top, bodies undulating and writhing, hands and lips exploring as he filled her again and again, her sex caressing his length with it's slick, silken touch. They rolled back and forth a few times and then she was on top of him, straddling him as she straightened up, creating some separation between them while at the same time grinding down onto him with slowly circling hips. Kara tossed her head back and her tussled blonde hair out of her face, her eyes half-lidded as sparks of pleasure radiated from their connection into her body as her channel flexed and fluttered around the hard, unyielding hardness of his thick shaft. His hand caressed the top of her thighs as, occasionally clutching at her flesh as he slowly bucked his hips driving himself up into her as their frenzied pace slowed. He looked up at her with adoration and desire, the combination making her heart swell. Her fingers flexed on the hard, smooth muscles of his chest, massaging then as she started to ride him with slow, measured strokes, drawing herself up his length as his hips lowered and bearing down as they rose. She catalogued each little sensation, noted each of his reactions, a sharply in drawn breath here, a heavy groan or hiss there, a narrowing or widening of his eyes or the sudden buck of his hips as she experimented with different angles and movements. She groaned, moaned and gasped her own reactions of enjoyment as he matched her experimentations adding power to his thrusts or holding her in place as he drove up and ground against her, stimulating her buzzing clit. She could feel the tension and energy of her orgasm building steadily, heating her core and making her juices boil and flood around him to aid the journey of his manhood through her tight flesh. Clark pressed his head back into the pillow as the pleasure of her rising and falling sex made his spine twitch and his nerves spark. He couldn't keep his eyes off her. She looked like a goddess as her breasts and hair rose and fell slightly out of sync with her movements. She almost seemed to glow as she looked down at him with affection and intensity, her tongue occasionally darting out to wet her full lips, her pale eyes wide and bright with passion. Her moans, groans and gasps were a symphony with the backbeat of her flesh meeting his and the counterpoint of his own noises and sounds of enjoyment and appreciation. Her skin was silky smooth under his hands and he curved them around to cup her buttocks and using those handholds pulled himself up into a sitting position. He captured her lips as he slid his hands up the flexing expanse of her back. She sighed into his mouth as their tongues dueled and lips sucked and teeth nipped and scraped. He trailed sucking kisses from her lips down to her chest and then buried his face in her cleavage as she wrapped her arms around his head in a gentle but insistent embrace. He lapped at the shadowy valley, tasting salt on her skin before he turned his face to explore the globe of her right breast. He tested the firm, but pliable flesh with his teeth and then swiped away any marks he may have left with a swirling tongue. He lavished avid attention on the sweet peak of her nipple, drawing it and her areola into his mouth after spiraling his tongue around them. She pressed her breast into his mouth with a deep groan reverberating through her chest and against his lips. She continued to roll her hips in tight little circles, while rocking them, swirling her sex around him in an exquisite, tight pleasurable caress. Her taut belly fluttered slightly as it slid against his, her breath tickling his hair and the back of his neck as her fingers kneaded the muscles of his back as they rocked and bucked and thrust and clutched and groaned and moaned and gasped and strained in blissful harmony and intimate passion. The bed creaked as it shifted with their movements as he moved from one breast to the other, his hands caressing her back or winding through her soft hair. Kara felt her climax start to peak as her thighs shivered and the flutter in her belly became a continuous tremor. Her clit sparked like a livewire as she ground down on Clark, hitching her already labored breath. "So... So good... So damn good!" She moaned, licking her lips to wet them although they weren't dry, but just swollen from the passion of his kiss. She was amazed by the voracity of her desire. He had given her a powerful climax, what felt like only minutes ago, down in the kitchen, but she wasn't sure exactly how long ago. Time had lost it's meaning in the heavy surge and wash of pleasure that assaulted her mind and body and here she was again on the brink, poised for release once more. "T... Too... Good!!" she amended as she tried to stave off her orgasm for jus a few pleasurable strokes more and failed as white-hot bliss erupted from her quivering loins and her sex clenched and then rippled around his hard, wonderfully resistant shaft. She clutched at him in near desperation as waves of intense pleasure tensed her muscles and she whined her release into the hard muscle of his shoulder as she tested it with her teeth. She shook as she relaxed and tensed in rapid succession, her world going unfocused, her skin feeling incandescent, every nerve alive and alight with life, joy and pleasure. Clark felt her shudder and climax, her sex attempting to crush his shaft as it tensed its already deliciously tight grip. His own need for release suddenly surged as she rippled around his entire length in waves of furnace heat and a fresh torrent of soothing sex grease. He pulled his lips from her breasts to grit his teeth, a growl rumbling in his chest as he fought the need for release, his ass clenching and his hips bucking almost against his will to drive up into Kara's intimate, orgasmic embrace. He didn't want this to end, not yet. He had the intense need to see her face, to once again see her in the throws of climax, but her face was buried in his shoulder and he could hear her whine and feel her teeth press into the hard shoulder. He focused on that feeling to distract him from his roiling balls as his cock pulsed against her tight confines, dragging in heavy breaths through his nose, his hands clutching at her hips in an attempt to hold her shuddering form still, even as he unconscious ground up into her inviting heat. By dint of will and lucky co-incidence he managed to find control as Kara tensed one last time and then slump limply against him, her chest heaving and her breasts pressing against his chest, her breath heating his neck as she nestled her cheek on his shoulder, her hair tickling his skin. Kara lifted her head slowly, blinking and slowly shifted her hair out of her face. She closed her eyes for a moment as she shifted and he shifted inside her, still hard and virile. She opened her eyes to meet his. "You didn't come." She almost accused him a little incredulously, groaning as he undulated his hips and stirred the steamy morass of her flooded, sensitive sex. She could feel him keeping his breath steady, slight twinges running through him as he kept himself under tight control. He slid a hand from her hip, his hand leaving a tingling trail on her sweat slick skin to reach her face where he curled a stray lock of her hair around his finger as he caressed her cheek and tucked it behind her ear. She searched his eyes as he studied her with intent scrutiny. "I still want more." He admitted, his voice low and hungry, rumbling from his throat before he captured her lips in a hard, probing kiss. She part moaned, part whined against his lips before opening hers to his passionate advances. "Krypto help me..." she thought with shocked realization. She had climaxed more time in the last half an hour or so than she had in she didn't know how long. Could still feel the echoes of her last one skittering through her system. She almost ached from the overload of pleasure, but yes, she too still wanted more. She broke the kiss with a last shared tongue tangle. "Take me, Clark. I'm yours." She offered herself to him wholeheartedly and without reservation. Clark kissed her hungrily, focusing on her taste and feel as he switched from having to restrain himself to once again reveling in her. She broke the kiss and made him an offer that spoke to both his seemingly rampant libido as well as his heart. He pulled her down with him as he sank back to the bed and then slowly rolled them, allowing her to shift and straighten her legs before he once again settled between them. They'd both groaned as he slid free of her in the midst of their maneuvering. He looked down at her and then simply let his hands explore her sumptuous skin, acquainting himself intimately with every curve and plane with feather light touches and soft kisses. He loved the way she sighed, tensing slightly, almost vibrating and holding her breath for a moment as he sucked at her skin before swirling his tongue across it. The combination made his dick twitch, made him miss her sweet tight, liquid heat; want to be inside her again. "No." she said suddenly as he started to lower himself and he lifted his weight off her immediately, frowning down at her, giving her some space. "Did I hurt you?" he asked in concern and confusion. Kara worried at her lower lip for a moment. "No... No, you didn't. I... I want... I want you to..." she stopped and started before worrying at her lip again, her eyes growing introspective as she tried to figure out the best way to make her request. She made up her mind and without another word rolled onto her stomach and the up onto all fours. She craned her head and looked at him over her shoulder. "I want you... want you to take me like this." She admitted feeling strangely coy and embarrassed while at the same time just a little wanton. Kara watched his face turn from confusion and concern to outright and unmasked desire, his usually infectious smile turning hungry, predatory in a way that sent a thrill through her and made her sex flex against itself. He shifted closer to her and guided his dick to her entrance, drawing a tingling trail through her folds in the process. Clark caressed her firm ass cheeks after he had seated himself snugly at her entrance and remained poised there, watching her watch him over her shoulder. "Take me, Clark. Take me and don't stop... Don't stop until you come. I want to feel you come in me." She entreated him. He leaned forward, pressing a little deeper into her and sucked at her lower lip in a short, intense kiss. He straightened up and grasping her hips drove his own forward while puling her back onto him. He grunted and she gasped as he lanced into her, slamming against her buttocks and sending a shockwave running through her with the force of his thrust as she braced at the last moment. She ground back against him and he groaned as she moaned. She gave herself over to his guidance, relaxed and eager as he pushed and pulled at her hips to drag her off his length and then impale her on it with long, powerful thrusts and rolling, grinding hips once buried in her flexing, twisting core. He massaged the firm flesh under his hands as he drove into her again and again, reveling in the fiery friction and pleasure as he knifed into her slick, but resistant flesh. He started to move faster and she kept pace with him, panting and letting out soft grunted cries as he collided with her. Kara blindly groped for and found the headboard. She gripped it, raising herself and changing the angle of their connection, allowing her to bear back and down as he thrust forward and up. He wrapped his arms around her and slid his hands upwards, making her skin itch and tingle under his touch. Their position had him touching different parts of her and adding bright new nuances to her pleasure. He cupped and squeezed her breasts, his strong fingers finding her nipples and rolling, flicking, pinching and tweaking them sending electric sparks spider-webbing into her chest to set her heart to racing and her lungs to burning as she sucked in air. His hard chest and small nipples scraped back and forth against her flexing back. His lips made wet, warm ovals on her shoulder and neck, his teeth lightly testing the same skin. She turned her head and they shared another short, intense kiss before she let her head drop with a drawn out whine as he shifted behind her, against changing his angle and sending a heavier jolt of delight arching and snaking up along her spine. Clark nipped at his cousin's earlobe as he continued to drive up into the snug, silky caress of her channel that wound up the tension in his balls and drove him ever closer to release. Holding back that tide was a torturous tightrope act of seeking more pleasure and confining and managing the energy that search inevitably generated. "Never... Never be ashamed or embarrassed to tell me what you want, Kara. I'll do whatever you want me to. I'm yours too. I'm not sure how this happened. I know it's complicated, but... But, I know we both need this and... And right or wrong, I... I don't regret it." he informed her with a whispered admission against the shell of her ear. "N... Neither do I." Kara responded with a sigh as a secret fear she had been harboring since they had kissed for the first time was allayed. He started to move faster, the bed creaking alarmingly, swaying slightly as they strained against each other. He could see her knuckles go white with her grip on the headboard. He released her breasts and with some effort, managed to lace his fingers with hers before he released the last of his restraint and gave up control. She cried out louder, sharper as he slammed into her with rapidly pumping hips. She didn't try to match his pace, but braced herself more firmly to absorb the impact. His breath seared his lungs as he panted with exertion, his heart hammering in his chest as he strove to become one with her. His nuts grew ever tighter and then he drew all the way back and drove into her with a hard thrust, lancing into her core and they pulsed in quick bursts and with a hoarse cry he erupted in her. He threw his head back and his hips bucked as his spine arched into a taut bow at the electric shock of pure delight that burst through him. His cry stuttered with each powerful spurt as his dick swelled against the pulsing grip of her sex and expelled his essence into her intimate depths. His nerves sang with joy and his blood pounded in his ears to the ecstatic beat of his racing heart. Kara felt Clark pick up the pace and then with a hard, full-length stroke he cried his release and she felt him inundate her core with the liquid heat of his seed. Her body reacted to the added stimulation caught her by surprise as a series of mini orgasms racked her body with lashes of bliss. She clutched at his fingers where they were intertwined with hers over the top of the headboard, gasping, a shudder vibrating her back against his body, as he pressed hard and tense against her. They stayed like that for time as he weathered the storm of his climax and she processed her delectable responses to it. She felt him relax by degrees until with a soft groan she felt his forehead settle between her shoulder blades. His breath tickled her skin for a moment before she felt his lips lightly suck at it. She relaxed her grip on the headboard and with a little guidance from him he collapsed sideways and back onto the bed. They both groaned as they straightened out, muscles tingling and complaining at being so well used. Clark wrapped his arm around Kara, spooning against her back and pressing against her ass as his dick finally shrunk and slipped free of her, spent. His other arm pillowed her cheek and her legs tangled lightly with his. She nestled back against him and drew his hand to her lips for a soft kiss and then down to lightly cup her breast as she twined his fingers with hers. She could feel his penis, not quite completely limp and wet with their juices, which she could also feel inside her and slowly trickling down the inside of her thigh, along the crack of her ass. He kissed her shoulder and then they lay still, comfortable and intimate, almost dozing as their breathing and heart rates returned to normal, the sweat dried on their skin and each luxuriated in the memories of their tryst. TO BE CONTINUED...