Seeing Red

TITLE: Seeing Red AUTHOR: Midknight CHAPTER: 6 of 6 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 6 Kara's dreams were a series of recollection of the last few hours she had spent with Clark and Chloe and she stirred slightly, rubbing her thighs together and sighing softly, a satisfied smile still playing across her lips as she lay sandwiched between her cousin and his beautiful blonde friend. She woke when she felt Chloe untangle herself from their comfortable little threesome. She caught the other woman's hand, stopping her as she started to move away from the sofa. A, faint sense of discomfort came back to her through the link the two blonde women shared. "I need the bathroom." Chloe explained quietly and Kara let her go. The room was bright with the lights on and the early morning sun streaming through the windows. Kara stretched with a little yawn, arching her spine and pressing back against Clark with the movement, feeling his hard body against her back and his cock start to stir against the crack of her ass. "Good morning." He whispered in her ear and kissed the skin of her neck, just below her ear. She returned his greeting and lightly tapped the place he had just kissed and he again nuzzled the spot, lightly sucking and lapping at her skin. "Where's Chloe?" he enquired as he let his lips play on the smooth skin of her neck and shoulder. "She's using the bathroom." She replied, slowly pressing her ass back against his dick and his lips vibrated on her skin as he let out a breathy moan. Without, discussion they both shift until his cock was between her legs and she could grasp his dick. She fondle him slowly, liking the feel of his hard, smooth, throbbing flesh as it slid warmly through her fist as she ran it up and down his length. He murmured his appreciation against the skin of her shoulder as his tongue painted wet, abstract patterns that were dried moments later by his warm breath. "Now this is how morning wood should be handled." He told her emphatically as she tightened her grip and jacked him a little faster. His hand snaked between her leg which she lifted slightly and his fingers stroked through her wet folds, collecting her cream and then rubbing it onto the exposed pearl of her clit. He rolled and frigged the sensitive bundle of nerves gently, but with a steady rhythm that drove warm waves of pleasurable energy into her body. She could feel her stomach muscles give little shudders in reaction and her snatch tensed, driving copious amounts of her slippery sex grease onto her swelling and opening folds. Arousal spread through her senses like liquid being soaked up by a sponge. Her skin felt comfortably hot and tingly and tightened over her breasts, making her nipples start to expand and harden. The spicy, erotic aroma of sex made her inhale deeply until she could almost taste it. She slowly rubbed the thick, pointed head through her slickening folds, spreading and coating him with her natural lube. He hooked one arm around her thigh and pulled it upward and away from its smooth, creamy twin, his hand reaching for and finding her breast while leaving her leg cocked. This gave him ample access as she opened for him and easily guided him into her channel. He bucked his hips and drove into her in one hard, smooth stroke. Kara hissed, her teeth gritting slightly as his cock left a blazing trail of sudden, sizzling friction through her awakening and resisting flesh. Her sex clench around him in an uncontrollable spasm, which hardly impeded him, but added a flood of sex oils to sooth his passage. His hand tensed on her breast, squeezing it firm and at the same time, the movement also caused him to pull her leg further up and allowing him to plunge even deeper with in her. She let out a husky groan as his dick head bumped against her cervix and a sudden, powerful shockwave of ecstatic sensations rocked through her belly and into her body. They both froze and looked up at the sound of a short, sharp gasp followed by shallow panting, to find Chloe, standing next to the sofa, slightly bent over with one hand on the sofa back and the other clutched to her crotch. Her eyes were wide and a little wild. "Oh fuck, that feels good." Chloe commented, blindly searching for the armrest of the sofa, finding it and draping herself across if and the back of the sofa to look down at the Kryptonian cousins. "Please don't stop." she pleaded and Kara watched as Chloe slowly slid two fingers in her wetly glistening snatch. Kara craned her head round to see Clark, staring, almost transfixed at his blonde friend as she slowly pleasure herself in front of them. "She can feel everything you do to me, Clark." She reminded him and with a start he blinked. His eyes never left Chloe, who had now also started fondling her breast and playing with her nipple as she slowly began to move inside her. They undulated together finding a slow, steady, rolling rhythm as his thick, long shaft advanced and retreated inside her like a tide that swept waves of pleasure through her body. She joined Clark in watching the other blonde woman whose hips and fingers unconsciously matched their pace. His hand continued to knead her tit flesh and his thumb and forefinger found the hard cone of her nipple and tweaked and played with it, rolling and pinching it, sometimes stretching it before releasing and letting it settle back. Each action added new nuances to the pleasure his thick, stretching cock was creating in her with its relentless back and forth journey through her most intimate flesh. Kara made breathy sounds of enjoyment and gratification as Clark's cock stoked the furnace of her snatch to blazing incandescence to heat the boiling pressure cooker of her growing climax. She was feeling a strange feedback loop of pleasure as she experienced her own from Clark and then Chloe's and then Chloe's experience of hers and then echoes of all of them mashed together before being swept away by the next wave. Clark started thrusting harder and faster and she could hear him taking deep, loud breaths over her shoulder to control himself. Her own breathing was a counter pointed pant to Chloe's. The morning sun-filled living room was filled with the wet sound of bodies meeting and the creak of leather as the Kryptonians and human drove themselves to their respective climaxes with determination. Clark bucked hard, flattening himself against her ass and gasped as his dickhead slid through the tight ring of her cervix and into her womb. He then let out a stuttering series of grunts and she felt his seed splash hotly inside her, his hips nudging into her ass as his climaxing cock still strained to bury itself even deeper inside her. She watched as Chloe's finger became a blur as she plunged them rapidly in and out of her snatch, diddling her clit at the same time. Kara watched the blonde woman perched on the side of the sofa suddenly pitched her head back letting out a whimpering whine and clutching at her breast with her thighs now pressed tightly together before her eyes became unfocused as her building orgasm suddenly outgrew her ability to constrain and violently exploded through her body. Her arching back and rippling sex drove Clark even deep inside her, making her gasp and moan. Fire seemed to blaze up her spine and cover her senses in white-hot energy that left her floating in a comfortable haze in which she was only barely aware of her shuddering body and pounding heart. She vaguely heard another protracted groan from Chloe and a soft growl from Clark. Her body slowly softened and the cascading pulses of pleasure lost their intensity and her senses slowly emerged from the haze of intense stimulation. She gave a little groan as Clark shrunk out of her cervix, but still filled her channel as his manhood slowly deflated and retreated. They were all still breathing a little heavily as Clark released Kara's breast and let her thigh drop as he slipped from her. Kara felt her snatch clench gave a soft whimper as Clark slid his fingers through her overly sensitive folds and collected some of their combined juices as they flooded from her with out the cork of his thick shaft. She managed to crane her head around just in time to see him pop his glistening fingers into his mouth and with a loud noise of enjoyment lick them clean. "Enough!" Chloe groaned and both the Kryptonians chuckled, but Kara did find the will to concentrate and tone down the link between them. Chloe lay limply on her perch, but Kara noticed her blonde friend still had her fingers buried in her snatch, although her hand was now motionless. Clark's cock lay wet and limp between her thighs and they simply lay quietly and luxuriated in their satiation. Kara felt a disturbing sense of determination tinged with apprehension and a little regret growing in Chloe, but she couldn't work out why it was disturbing. She considered strengthening the link again, but she feared Chloe might still be too sensitive and did not want to cause her discomfort. The intimacies they had shared had given her a completely new insight to the petite, blonde reporter and beyond her physical attraction she also felt a protective fondness. She also knew how Chloe felt about Clark and for how very long she had silently felt that way. Kara felt sorry for her and might have said something to her cousin, but this might encroach on her own fun and why spoil a good thing? The enormity of what had happened that night and moments ago between all of them seemed to suddenly settle on her as she thought about Chloe and she felt a strange feeling of foreboding, even in the comfort of Clark's strong, warm arms and then Chloe spoke, her voice quiet and hesitant. "As much as I want to, I can't let this continue. You're both infected with Red Kryptonite. You're not your selves." She told them and she could clearly hear a sense of regret in Chloe's tone. She felt Clark stiffen and suddenly sit up, disentangling himself from behind her. Kara didn't understand. Clark had said the Kryptonite stuff was lethal to them, but she felt fine, hell she felt terrific. She heard Clark groan and it had a completely different tone to the way he had sounded before. It was somehow dark and dispairing instead of an expression of enjoyment. "Oh no." she heard him mutter above her and she to shifted to sit up. She turned to look at Chloe, but she was no longer on the sofa. She was standing at the counter with the box she had brought the night before. She again felt that sense of hesitance from Chloe and concentrated on strengthening the link between them with a suddenly urgent need to know what the other woman was thinking. But, before she could manage it, Chloe turned to them. "I'm so sorry. It's the only way I can think of." She told them with anguish in her voice and opened the box illuminating them in a green glow. Pain suddenly racked her body and she fell, writhing to the floor with a cry. She felt as if her blood was on fire and a hundred daggers were being plunged into her flesh again and again. A look at her hand showed her veins standing out, dark green and prominent. Through pain-blurred eyes she saw Clark writhing on the sofa, in apparently the same agony she was in. She heard a thud and with a tremendous effort she cast her gaze back toward Chloe. The blonde woman had sunk to her knees and doubled over, her face was also a mask of agony and tears welling in her eyes. Kara realized the link between them was fully open and Chloe was experiencing her pain, but she could not find enough focus, because of that same excruciating pain to even dampen it let alone sever it. "Chloe!" Clark cried out, pleading desperately in a pain-filled voice, his hand stretching out to her. She felt herself growing weaker, the world started to fade and she fought with all her will to remain conscious. She watched as with a trembling hand Chloe closed the lid of the box she had flipped open, cutting off the emerald glow. The pain stopped so suddenly she found herself blinking rapidly as her body relaxed out of the fetal position she had drawn up into and her strength returned. If the enormity of what they had done had settled a little disturbingly on her before, now it crashed onto her consciousness like a sledgehammer and she gasped, her hand going to her mouth in shock. They all seemed to become aware of their nudity more or less at the same time and there was a scramble as they tried to find ways to cover themselves. Kara did notice Clark give Chloe's naked form a glace, a slightly regretful expression on his face as his friend searched for her clothes while trying to cover herself with her hands. Clark had a throw pillow over his crotch and Kara grabbed the other two to cover herself, as best she could. Kara realized she could still feel Chloe's chaotic emotions and she closed the link between them remembering with a sense of shame how she had used the link to get what she had wanted. Chloe glanced up suddenly, looking directly, searchingly at Kara, with the clothes she had collected so far clutched in front of her. Kara opened her mouth, but realized she had no idea what to say and with an expression of helplessness she ran from the room and fled up the stairs. Clark stood looking at the retreating form of his cousin, his eyes drawn unconsciously to her firm, bare ass and then looked back at Chloe who had been doing the same thing he had. They looked at each other in silence, neither moving. "I need to put on some clothes." He told her, not knowing what else to say, but needing to break the growing silence between them. She nodded, her eyes wide, her expression confused and searching with her shoulders drooped. He wanted to say more, to somehow explain. What he wanted to do was go over to her and wrap her in his arms and comfort her, but what he did was turn and followed his cousin. Kara's door was closed and his hand froze an inch from the doorknob and then clenched above it. They needed to talk too, but he needed to get dressed first, so he continued on to his room. Cara got to her room and closed the door, resting her back against it. She heard Clark come up the stairs, pause by her door and then continue on. She let out a breath she hadn't known she was holding. She grabbed her robe and slipped into it. She needed a shower. She still reeked of sex and her super sense of smell could pick up the particular scents of both Chloe and Clark on her. The idea that she had not been in control of herself, horrified her, but the memories of what she had experienced with her cousin and friend, the freedom and abandonment with which she had enjoyed it, made her smile and even made her sex give an involuntary little clench. What followed was a silent round of quick showers as they all tried to avoid each other. Kara listened at her door and waited. She peeked out after hearing first Chloe and then Clark take their showers and Clark return to his room before she slipped out take a shower of her own. Eventually they all ended up in the kitchen, fully dressed and unable to meet each other's eyes. They made breakfast and poured themselves orange juice and coffee and sat around the kitchen table each sitting as far from the other as possible in there own little cone of silence and introspection. Clark was the first to break the silence. "How?" he asked simply. "A girl we met at the club last night, Violet, gave Kara a lipstick from her mother's cosmetics range. Her mother's originally from Smallville. Remember last year? Valentine's day?", he nodded, "That was the same woman. They'd changed the formula so that it doesn't effect humans, but ..." she explained gesturing to the two Kryptonians to indicate what they had done meant the stuff obviously still affected them. Kara felt confused, she didn't understand what Chloe was trying to explain, although Clark obviously did. "What does the lipstick have to do with Red Kryptonite? For, that matter, what is Red Kryptonite? I thought Kryptonite could kill Clark and I." she queried, trying to get clarity. "Green Kryptonite can be lethal to us. That is what was in the box and what burned the Red K out of our systems. Red Kryptonite kind of removes our inhibitions and... I guess allows us to act on our true feelings and desires." Clark explained, his features growing thoughtful for a moment as if he had just had a startling realization of some kind. " The lipstick Violet gave you gets it's crimson hue from ground up Red K." Chloe finished the explanation and Kara nodded her understanding. Kara noticed Chloe toying with the bracelet she had locked onto her wrist and reached out to remove it only to have Chloe pull it out of her reach. "I'm the only one who can take it off, Chloe." She explained and held her hand out to the other woman. Chloe looked at her two Kryptonian friends, searching each of their faces in turn. "What if I don't want you to take it off?" she asked quietly after taking a deep breath. Kara frowned, her hand still outstretched while Clark divided his attention between the two women, seemingly unable to decide which one to focus on. She was sorely tempted to reopen the link with Chloe to find out what she was thinking, but didn't, waiting instead for her friend to explain herself. "Chloe?" Clark queried softly, his tone concerned as he urged her for that explanation. They watched as Chloe's sat, her straight white teeth worrying at her lower lip, her eyes uncertain as she searched for the words she needed. Except for his concern for his friend, Kara had no idea what was going through Clark's mind. This pregnant pause let her consider what Chloe might have implied by not wanting her to remove the bracelet that she had locked around her wrist for a very explicit reason, what felt like eons ago. An interesting notion started to form in her mind and she looked sharply at the blonde woman across the table from her. She considered the idea and couldn't find any serious objections to it. The deciding factor here was going to be her, under normal circumstances, conventional cousin. Kara reached forward and captured Chloe's fingers, looking into her eyes trying to decipher whether her guess was right. "You'd like us, all three of us, to continue doing what we did last night? Don't you?" she asked Chloe steadily, her voice serious and sincere. She heard Clark draw in a sharp breath, not quite a gasp, but close. Chloe dropped her head, seemingly unable to meet the Kryptonian woman's eyes any longer. "It's ridiculous, I know. It's just... It's just, that was the most amazing thing I have ever experienced, and not just when Clark... made love to? Fucked or screwed me? I don't know what the correct term is here. It didn't hurt anyone. Well, I'm a little sore, but in a really good way. You know what I mean. And, I just thought... maybe..." Chloe explained after Kara gently lifted her head up with a finger under her chin to look at them. Kara felt a strong sense of compassion and empathy for the other blonde woman. The courage and strength it must have taken her to voice her feeling was immense, yet Kara could see the hopelessness in her large grey eyes and she didn't need a mind link to know that Chloe thought her proposal doomed, but had asked anyway. Kara squeezed Chloe's hand lightly. "I have to agree with you. What we did was amazing. On Krypton what I did with Clark wouldn't have been frowned on at all. Consensual sex between family members was pretty much an entertainment, almost part of our sexual growth. We have so much control of our biology that there weren't any genetic consequences. What I did with you... I have been with woman before so... But, I manipulated you Chloe and I am sorry for that, but I did enjoy it. I just don't know if..." she tried to explain. Chloe's eyes had come to life with a glimmer of hope and her fingers returned Kara's grasp. "You don't know if?" Chloe queried apprehensively. Kara glanced at Clark, who had not as yet said a word to find him looking at them with a furrowed brow and searching eyes. Clark suddenly groaned and both women peered at him with concern. "It seems Kara has control of her biology, but... Oh God, Chloe I... I came inside you without any protection." he voiced his fear in an anguished voice. Chloe had tensed at Clark's pained groan, but now relaxed. "I'm on the injection, Clark. Plus, if it isn't too much information for you, it's also my safe period of the month. It's okay." She informed him. Kara's hesitation didn't have anything to do with her own feeling about continuing a sexual relationship with Clark and Chloe, but more about understanding Chloe's motives. For, Clark, being a male, the sex should be enough of a motive. She wasn't entirely sure Clark didn't actually have more than friendly feelings for his cute, blonde friend, but that would just be speculation and would have to be worked out by the two long time friends. She didn't want to reveal Chloe's feelings for her cousin. If Chloe wanted him to know, she would tell him. She made a snap decision and opened the link between them. "Is this about you secretly being in love with Clark?" she sent the questioning thought. "No... not entirely. I won't lie and say that having Clark isn't a part of it. As, a lover, it might be as close as I'll ever get to him being in love with me, but... It's also about you and..." and her answering thought became a flood of images and emotions: surprise, freedom, desire, ecstasy, pleasure, belonging, passion, satisfaction, self-awareness, curiosity and wonder all mixed together came to Kara from her friend. Kara nodded. "I don't know if Clark will be able to see it that way." Kara told Chloe and both woman looked at Clark. They all had very clear memories of what had transpired and Kara could see the struggle in Clark's eyes. None of them could deny the pleasure they had felt as lovers and what she and Chloe were proposing would constitute a conscious decision to make an attempt at a relationship that was completely different and as alien as he or she to the way he had planned or had been raised to expect. Kara had no illusions. It was something they were attempting. There were no guarantees. For, one, they would have to keep it a secret. Luckily, they had a lot of experience in keeping secrets, but Kara knew a three-way relationship, even if it was primarily a physical one, was always a fragile dynamic. The saying: 'You can satisfy some of the people, some of the time, but never all the people all of the time.' sort of summed it up and with Chloe's emotional investment in Clark, the potential for disaster was easily close at hand. Yet, her Red K infection had shown her that she had been repressing certain needs and now that she knew that she had them, she needed a way to satisfy them and what better way to do that than with people she knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, were capable of doing so, Kara reasoned. The silence drew out, with Clark opening his mouth as if to say something and then shutting it again. Kara could feel Chloe's apprehension and fear and her own nerves were growing taut with nervous anticipation of Clark's answer. He dragged his hand through his hair and licked his lips before letting out a slow breath. "So... You're asking me if I'd like to have mind-blowing sex with two sexy, beautiful woman, both of whom I care for and love very much being my closest friend and my cousin," He summed up. "Yes." Both woman answered and then Kara clarified further: "And, quite often both at the same time and while we're having mind-blowing sex with each other too and by the way we love and care for you too." in a matter-of-fact tone. He nodded, accepting her amendments. "And, you've both thought it through and you both really want this?" he asked and again both woman answered in the affirmative. Kara could feel Chloe's excitement growing and hoped that Clark's decision was the one that both of them were hoping for or her friend would be crushed. His tone was very serious, his expression somber and thoughtful and didn't give away his intension. He searched their eyes, one more time, looking deep into each of their faces as if trying to discern the strength of their convictions on the matter. He stood up then, forcing both woman to look up at him, his hands resting on the back of the chair he had just vacated. "It's going to be complicated, but I'd be honored to. I have to agree with Chloe too, what we did, irrespective of the catalyst, was incredibly amazing and, to be honest, I didn't know how we were going to get back to normal because I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. We might have to burn that sofa, though. We're never going to get the smell of sex out of it." He informed them, his lips twitching into a shy smile, his eyes bright and inviting. It seemed to take ages for the import of his words to register with either woman, but when it did Chloe practically shot out of her chair and flew into Clark's arms and planted a wet kiss on his smiling lips and Kara was not far behind her. He gathered both of them into his arms, and they wrapped theirs around him. They exchanged lingering kisses with each other until they simply clung together with Kara's cheek on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart and her forehead resting on top of Chloe's soft, fresh-smelling blonde hair and they let out a three-toned, happy sigh of contentment. THE END AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you'd be interested in reading about the further adventures of this little trio, let me know. The Red K plot has run it's course, but...