Red K Summer

TITLE: Red K Summer

AUTHOR: Midknight

CHAPTER: 5 of ?

FANDOM: Smallville

SHIP: Clark / Other / Chloe…

RATING: NC-17

CATEGORY: Erotica

SPOILERS: A couple, Season Three

UNIVERSE: A look at how Clark spent his summer between the end of Season Two and the beginning of Season Three.

DISCLAIMER: 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 FIVE

He woke her an hour later. She slaps at his hand where it shakes her shoulder. “Get up, Chloe. We have some shopping to do.” He tells her pulling the covers off her. His dick twitches at the sight of her naked form. “Shopping?” she queries sleepily stretching and then letting out a little kitten yawn that he finds impossibly cute. She drew her knees up to her chest, wraps her arms around them and rests her chin on them. “It’s Sunday, Clark.” She whines. “This is Metropolis, Chloe.” He counters and picks up her skirt and blouse from the chair and tosses them at her. She grumbles at him, but collects her clothes. “Where’s my underwear?” she asks looking around the room. “Oh… You won’t be needing those.” He tells her matter-of-factly and is satisfied to see her eyes widen. “But…” she starts. “But… But what?” he challenges her with a raised eyebrow.

Her eyes lock with his and then with a huff she gets off the bed. “I’m going to take a shower.” She tells him and pushes past him. She doesn’t see his satisfied smile as she slams the bathroom door. He gives her a few minutes, hearing the pitter-patter of the water hitting the glass shower stall. He is greeted with billow of steam as he opens the bathroom door and steps in, closing the door quietly behind him. He leans back against the door and watches her blurred form through the frosted glass, listening to her humming softly over the hiss of the water. His cock twitches and he opens the glass shower stall to a thick billow of steam. Her back is to him as he steps into the shower and closes the door with a click. She starts to turn, but his places a hand firmly on her shoulder, holding her in place. “Clark?” she questions and he can hear just a hint of fear in her voice. “Relax, Chloe. We have a deal. I will warn you before I do that again.” He reassures her, but at the same time lets her know that he still had definite intensions of revisiting her ass. “I just thought I’d help you wash your back.” He explains, but his tone is heavy with suggestion and innuendo that, it was the least of what he intended to do.

He plants a light kiss between her shoulder blades and runs a hand along her arm to take the soapy sponge from her unresisting hand. He presses his body firmly against her back, making sure that she can feel his hard shaft resting against her ass crack and he can feel her shudder slightly. He takes his time, reaching around and soaping her breasts and lightly humping her ass crack while he nips and sucks at the skin of her shoulder and neck. He smiles against her skin as he feels her widen her stance and press back against him slightly. He allows the sponge to go lower while his other hand continues to fondle the soap-slick skin of her breasts. With, his hand on her belly he steps back, pulling her backward with him. At, the same time, he leaned forward at the waist keeping his weight on her back. She reaches out her hands, fingers splayed on the white tile on either side of the showerhead to steady herself, leaving her slightly bent over.

He drops the sponge and then lets his thick fingers slide through her pubes, over her clit and between the folds of her slit. He works her clit slowly and allows his fingers to dip inside her, caressing her opening. He watches her head droop as she groans and her hips slowly move from side to side in response to his fingers. Her cream on his fingers is marginally hotter than the water spraying and cascading across their bodies. Clark bent his knees and then slowly straightens again. His cock slides up the inside of her thigh until it finds the swelling lips of her snatch. His fingers retreat to focus their attention on her exposed clit as he thrust up into her. His first thrust misses the mark, simply sliding through her lips, but his second does not. He hears her exhale heavily over the hiss of the spray as he slides into her. Her slick flesh resists and welcomes him at the same time as he plunges into her in one fluid motion, which she aids by pressing back and down on him.

He fondles her breast a little harder and leans in close to her ear. “You like that don’t you?” her asks rhetorically into the shell of her ear and frigs her clit rapidly as he pulls back and she groans her answer. He takes his time, slowly rocking his hips to saw his cock back and forth inside her keeping his strokes short as he toys with her nipple, tweaking and twisting it or stretching the rubbery little nub. He toys with her until her frustration shows and she is the one that pulls her hips further forward or pushes her ass further back to lengthen his strokes inside her. She cannot see the wicked little grin on his face as he forces her to become the aggressor. Her pussy snatches at him hungrily, sliding along his length with wet pressure and delicious friction. He rolls her clit with the tips of his fingers in a steady, unwavering pace to match the one he has allowed her to set on his shaft until he can feel her shuddering on the brink of climaxing. Cupping her crotch, he forcefully stops the bucking of her hips, and holding her in place grinding his pubic bone into her ass. He nips lightly at her earlobe.

He hadn’t planned to do this yet, but the opportunity is too good to let it pass. “Now, Chloe, I’m going to fuck you in the ass. I hope that’s enough warning?” he informs her his voice low, his tone honey sweet, yet brooking no argument. He feels her stiffen her head craning around to catch his eye. “Clark…” she starts her voice rough with fear, her tone pleading and her eyes filled with panic. “Chloe… Shhhhhhhhh… Trust me.” He tells her as he slides out of her snatch. “Clark…” she tries again, desperation clear in her tone. “Relax, Chloe.” He advises, unmoved as he takes his hand from her breast and guides his cock to the tight little rosebud of her sphincter. Whether it is his warning, his advise or her surrender he cannot be sure, but she gasps and only clenches once, reflexively, as his dickhead pops through the tight ring of muscles as he applies slow steady pressure. He stops, allowing her to adjust to his invasion. He lets his fingers slowly restart the continuous caress of her clit. He whispers into her ear, telling her how good she feels, how tight she is, how much pleasure her sweet ass is giving him, urging her to relax, to enjoy. All the while, he is slowly sliding deeper into her bowels. He keeps the litany of praise and encouragement going and his fingers strumming her clit and the raised ridge of its hood behind it. She moans, low and deep in her throat as his pubic bone presses against her ass and he slightly rocks his cock back and forth in her bowels. He stays like that, barely moving, yet never still inside her, content with the feel of her rectal channel wrapped snugly around the length of his shaft. “Is that so bad, Chloe?” he asks and then asks again to make her understand he expects an answer. “N…N…No.” she stammers her voice sounding surprised and confused. She lifts and turns her head to look at him and her eyes look haunted. “Stop fighting yourself, Chloe. I’ll let you into a little secret: You, Chloe Sullivan, like sex. You love it. All kinds of sex, I bet. And, all you have to do is let yourself experience it, let yourself enjoy it. I bet the only sex you’d had before I took you in the alley was when you lost your virginity. Chloe… I believe that you are my friend and that your concern for me is sincere. I know that your intensions were the best when you came to my apartment, but I also think, that deep down inside, what I did to you, what we did in that alley woke something inside you, something you didn’t know was there. Let it out, Chloe. Don’t be afraid of it.” He explains and urges her on, his voice steady and calm.

He can feel her trembling, her eyes locked with his as she contemplates his words and he can see her thoughts warring behind her grey-green eyes. His initial intensions had been to immerse her in a world of debauched hedonism until she broke and left, but somewhere along the way he had realized that Chloe needed to explore that world and her reaction to it as much as he needed it to hide and forget. After, a few moments he saw resolve in her eyes along with the steadily growing flicker of desire. Steam billowed around them as the steady spray of the shower continued to cascade off their skins.

He shifted back, dragging himself back through her resisting flesh and then stopped. Over her shoulder he saw her fingers flex and her arms brace and when he thrust forward she thrust back. They both grunted as their bodies met with a wet slapping sound. She rolled her hips, grinding herself into his crotch. He held himself still as she rocked her pelvis back and forward, sawing his cock in and out of her, the same way he had earlier. “That’s it, Baby.” He encouraged, letting his hand slide up her side from where he had let it rest on her hip, to once again capture and fondle her breast. His fingers on her clit, which had never stopped moving, increased their pressure. He deliberately let her set the pace as she dragged her ass up his length and plunges it back down. She started to make little mewling noises of pleasure and he started to accentuate her thrusts with his own. Her tight ass and its unrelenting pressure and heat were taking its toll on his control as it slid along, massaged and caressed his entire length. He tried to take deep, slow steadying breaths, but his balls were starting to tighten.

Her head was down and she was panting with each stroke occasionally letting out cries of exultation when their bodies crashed together with added intensity. He used his thumb to continue to diddle her clit and drove first one and then a second long finger inside her snatch. Her pussy clutched at his digits, her slippery cream flowing freely around them. He added a third finger rapidly plunging them in and out of her sex as his cock pounded in and out of her ass. He could feel her speeding up, driving back and grinding harder striving for her release. He tensed his body, keeping himself solid and unmoving as she crashed her quivering buttocks into his crotch. “Fuck. Fuck! Fuck!! Fuck!!! Fuck!!!!” she cried with every backward stroke her voice rising along with the intensity of her thrusts. But, it was a simple surprised “Oh.” On a puff of air that heralded her orgasm as her ass clenched around his shaft and her pussy locked a death grip on his fingers.

Her body went tense against his and she panted rapidly. He gave up his own control and thrust against the tightly clenched muscles of her bowels, triggering his own release. His buttocks clenched as he pumped his seed into, grunting with each pulsing spurt. Her flesh resisted him as his shaft swelled to ejaculate and the increased pressure added to his pleasure. He felt her legs buckle and saw her arms drop. He took his hand from her breast and wrapped his arm around her, holding her up. He couldn’t quite manage to free his fingers from the tight clutch of her snatch and her weight was awkward, so he moved forward, pinning her between him and the tiled wall under the showerhead.

She groaned as the movement moved shifted him inside her. He grinned, as her ultimate reaction was to grind back against him. He licked and sucked at the wet skin of her neck and shoulders. Her snatched softened around his fingers, allowing him to slide them out without hurting her. She did let of a sharp his when he brushed her clit and her hand grabbed his, pulling it away from her sensitive flesh. “Sorry, about the hand.” He whispered in her ear and nipped lightly at the shell. She chuckled, now drawing in slow steady breaths. Her ass was still tight around, and he hadn’t softened noticeably. He could feel her heart beat, echoing in the slight contractions of her flesh around his and the only sound was their breathing, slowly returning to normal and the patter and splash of the shower. She lifted her head from the tile where she had rested her forehead and craned her head round to look at him.

“Hmmmm… The tiles are nice and cool.” She told him her voice dreamy and a bemused little smile on her face. She closed her eyes for a moment and then slowly opened them again as her ass clenched around him. She took her weight back onto her feet and her shifted his head over her shoulder until he found her lips. They kissed deeply, if a little awkwardly, mouths open and tongues languidly massaging each other. His hands cupped her breasts, lightly fondling them and playing with the still hard cones of her nipples. She reached back and grabbed two handfuls of his ass cheeks, squeezing them and pressing him into her own grinding butt. She moaned into his mouth as his thick shaft moved, finally shrinking inside her tight ass. She broke their kiss. “What are you doing to me, Clark?” she asked in a hushed tone that clearly conveyed she did not just mean what he had literally just done. She groaned as he shifted and his dick popped out of her. She let go of his ass and turned, her back now against the white tiled wall, her large grey eyes looking up at him.

He placed his hand on the tiles on either side of her head and leaned forward, his face just a couple of inches from hers. He smiled. “Just helping you get in touch with the beautiful, sexy woman you’ve been hiding from everyone, for all this time. And, of course, enjoying a piece of the sweetest ass I’ve ever come across.” He told her, his eyes holding hers with unwavering intensity, his voice calm and matter-of-fact. He leaned forward and captured her full lower lip, sucking on it lightly, before he gave a soft kiss.

“Let’s finish showering and go get some breakfast. I wasn’t kidding when I said we had some shopping to do.” He suggested and knelt down to pick up the sponge he had discarded earlier. She looked up at him for a moment and then turned. “Remember, you promised to help me wash my back, Clark.” She reminds him. “That I did.” he acknowledges and proceeds to do just that. He spends a bit more time on her butt and between her thighs than her actual back, but he gets the job done. By the time she’s all clean and rinsed, he is half erect again. He can see her newfound acceptance of her sexuality in the way she openly touched him and the eager, curious and suggestive glint in her eye.

“There’ll be time enough for that, Chloe.” He tells her as she lightly runs her hand up his member. She gives him a mock pout as he brushes her hand away. “Now, shoo.” He tells her and opens the shower stall door, inclining his head to it. She tilts her head, giving him a speculative look. “I could help you with your back too, you know.” She suggests, her voice low and sultry as she walks her fingers up his chest. He chuckles and is sorely tempted to take her up on the unspoken part of her offer as his dick twitches. “Chloe!” he growls her name warningly and again gestures to the open door with his head. She keeps her hand on his chest as she slips past him and lets it trail down his body. She wraps her soft fingers around his cock as she steps out of the shower and gives it a slight squeeze before she leaves.

Clark shook his head, his lips forming a wry smile as he considers he might just have unleashed a sexual animal that might be hard, maybe impossible to control. He laughs as he slides the shower door closed. “Why should I control it? All I have to do is guide it. This is going to be fun.” He thought to himself as he quickly dealt with his own shower. The red stone on the ring on his left hand glinted in the steam of the shower.

TO BE CONTINUED