Pairing: Clark/Lana
Summery: Lana and Clark have been getting closer everyday. Then
Chloe's parents decide to move to Metropolis.
Author's Notes: This is my first Clark/Lana fic, I usually write
Buffy/Angel fic. If your interested in Buffy/Angel fic my site
address is http://destined.to/whispersofthepast.
Timeline: Lana has been living with Chloe's family for a few weeks
now. Set after the episode where that shapeshifter chick comes back
at Whitney. Begins with the Cave scene at the end of the shapeshifter
episode, the dialogue isn't exactly like the episode was.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Clark had been in the cave for an hour or so. He was looking for the
significance of Lana's meteor rock necklace in the story of him
depicked the cave wall.
Scanning with his flashlight, back and forth over the ancient rock,
memorizing the pictograms that adorned these walls. He felt Lana's
presence before he saw her. "Lana." he said, surprised. Chloe had
told him she wasn't ready to see anyone yet. He was flattered that
she had chose to see him first.
"I stopped by your house. You mom told me you were down here." she
explained.
Clark slipped her no longer harmful necklace into his pocket. "How
are you?" he asked, turning off his flashlight and setting it on a
rock. He was really concerned for her. Being stalked by a
shapeshifter who took the form of Whitney then Clark himself, it had
to be daunting.
She walked further into the cave. "Not so good." she told him. "I
should have never sent that tape." she said, fresh tears streaming
down her smoothe cheeks.
"You told him how you felt, there's no harm in that." Clark tried to
comfort her. He loved her very much, and he hated seeing her so upset.
"I hate thinking he was killed out there, thinking that I was here
for him." She walked past him so her back was to him. "It seems like
everytime I get close to someone they just leave." she said,
sniffling.
Clark wanted to tell her right then how much he loved her, but he
held back, that wasn't was she needed. "That's not true." he told her.
Lana felt like sobbing out loud. Clark was always there for her, it
didn't matter how badly she treated him. "Yeah it is. My parents,
Nell, now Whitney." when Clark didn't respond she continued. "I know
I haven't been a very good friend." she said, turning to face him.
"No, you've been a great friend." he said softly. All he wanted to do
was take her into his arms and kiss away her tears.
"No I haven't. I've doubted you, and said things that I shouldn't
have, and still you're here. Protecting me." she said, realizing that
everytime something went wrong, Clark always found a way to make it
better. "I don't care if you have secrets, Clark. You are the one
good, solid thing in my life and I don't want to lose you too." she
said, before breaking down into sobs.
Clark wrapped his strong arms around her petit form, hugging her too
him, letting her cry against his chest. "I'm not going anywhere." he
promised.
Being in the arms, her face resting on his chest, listening to his
heart beat, Lana had never felt so safe in her life. Somehow she knew
when she was close to him, nothing evil could touch her. Eventually
her sobs died and her tears stopped. But she didn't want to leave his
comforting embrace. "Clark?" she said, lifting her said to look up
into his tender, caring eyes. Then she saw something she'd never seen
before... was it love?
"Yeah?" he replied when she didn't say something right away.
Lana was speachless. She felt herself falling for him. She forgot
what she was going to say. One of his hands left her back and moved
to cup her cheek. Lana felt warmth rush through her. She felt
lightheaded. Her heart began to pound as his head dipped closer,
their lips close enough to touch. She gasped when he closed the
distance, his warm lips finally settling on hers for a sweet and
innocent kiss. With a sigh, she reached up and wrapped her arms
tightly around his neck, rising to her tippy toes, deepening the
kiss.
Clark moved the hand from her cheek to caress the nape of her neck.
He was lost in the kiss. Damn, this girl was a good kisser. The last
time they had kissed had been when he was under the influence of the
red meteor rock. That kiss had been amazing, but it didn't even hold
a candle to the one they were sharing now.
When the kiss broke, they were both panting for air. "It's getting
late. I should get home." she reluctantly stepped out of his loving
embrace and walked toward the exit of the cave, her head still
spinning for the wonderful experience of kissing Clark Kent.
"Yeah." he said, disappointed that she couldn't stay longer. He
looked back at the art on the cave walls.
"Clark?" Lana said from the exit. He turned to face her. "If you want
to ask me out sometime... I'd say yes." her face blushed a cute
crimson and she smiled shyly at him.
Clark smiled at her girlish behavior. Before he could say another
word, she was gone.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Part Two
The next day at school Lana walked down the hall to her locker. She
was pleasantly surprised to find Clark there, waiting for her. "Hey."
she greeted him with a radiant smile. She had dreamt of him all night
last night and was very happy to see him.
"Morning, Lana. How're you feeling?" he asked. He was always happy to
see her, but today was different. After their kiss the night before,
all he could think about was kissing her again.
She opened her locker and took out her books for first period. "I'm
feeling better. Thank you for everything, Clark." she said sincerely.
She closed her locker.
"That's what I here for." he told her. "Can I walk you to class?" he
asked, always the gentleman, even though he wasn't having such
gentlemenly thoughts at the moment. He too had had a night filling
with dreams of Lana.
"Of course." she replied, smiling up at him, looking into his big
brown eyes and was trilled again to see the love that shined so true.
They walked down the hall together, content with each other's
company. "Clark?" she asked.
"Hmm?" he replied.
"Nevermind. I'll see you at lunch." she said, as they were already at
her first class. As if on cue, the bell for first period to start
sounded. She was caught off guard when Clark gently pulled her into
his arms and gave her a sweet, but passionate, good bye kiss. She
happily returned it.
"See ya." he said, then turned to go to his first class.
Lana stood there and watched his walk away, her face flushed. "Miss.
Lang?" the teacher called her. Lana snapped her attention to her
teacher.
"Sorry." she apologized and took her seat.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Pete couldn't believe what he was seeing, Clark and Lana, kissing in
the hall. He watched Clark walk away from her and quickly caught up
to him. "Hey, man. I pretty much missed a lot because I think I just
saw you lock lips with Lana Lang." Pete said.
"You did." he responded mysteriously.
"How and when did this all happen?" He asked
"Last night she came to see me and we kinda ended up kissing..." he
trailed off.
"Wait wait wait. It was *just* kissing.. right?" he asked suspiciosly.
Clark chuckled. "Yeah, that's it. Before she left she told me if I
wanted to ask her out sometime, that she would say yes." he filled
his best friend in.
Pete patted him on the back. "Congrats man, you finally got the
girl."
"Thanks Pete." Clark said. When they got to their class they sat down
in desks side by side.
"Hey, man, what about Chloe?" Pete asked.
"Chloe told me that day we were looking for my dad that me and her
should just stay good friends." he replied. "Besides, I know Lana has
feelings for me now. And you know how much I love Lana."
"Yeah, I know. I guess you're right about Chloe then. I just hope she
doens't take this too hard." Clark nodded his agreement.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Chloe was in shock. How could Lana do this to her? Lana knew the she
liked Clark, but still... she saw them kissing before class that
morning, and it was stuck in her head all morning. Now at lunch, she
was typing furiously to an online advice site. She didn't want to be
mad at Clark or Lana, but she could feel all the hurt from not
bagging Clark at the Spring Formal coming back.
"Hey Chloe." Clark said, walking into The Torch office.
"Hi." she replied, quickly she close the window on her computer and
stood up.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah I'm fine, Clark. Why wouldn't I be?" she asked back.
"I don't know. You just look a bit upset." he observed.
"Well, don't let my problems rain on your parade. I saw you and Lana
this morning. Congradulations." she said, a twinge of bitterness
laced into her usually perchy voice.
Clark instantly felt bad. "I'm sorry, Chloe. I didn't mean to hurt
you." he told her sincerely.
Chloe walked around him and over to the filing cabnet, saying, "I'm
not hurt, Clark. I'm happy for you. I know how long you've wanted to
be with Lana." she opened one the drawers on the filing cabnet and
pretended to look for a file.
"Yeah. But I still care about you, Chloe. Whenever you need me, I'm
still here for you." he promised.
"But you're there for her more." she muttered to herself.
Clark heard her, but pretended he didn't. He really didn't want to
fight with one of his best friends. "I hope this doesn't ruin your
friendship with Lana."
"Nah. I'm not that petty, Clark. Besides, I'm totally fine with
this." she found the file she was pretending to look for and opened
it and pretended to read something. She moved back to her computer
and sat down.
"Okay." Clark said watching her do this.
Chloe didn't look at him when she said, "I'm a bit busy now, Clark,
can you come back later." It was an order rather than a question.
"Alright. I'll see you later, Chloe." he said, then left The Torch
office and headed to the Cafeteria to meet up with Lana and Pete.
Chloe looked up and watched him go. Good thing her family was moving
to Metropolis next week. She didn't want to stick around and see
Clark and Lana suck face in the halls again. Good bye Clark, she
thought to herself as a solitare tear ran down her cheek
Part Three
The day had been a good one, Lana thought to herself as she walked
through the door of Chloe's house where she was currently staying.
She immediately went up to her room and dropped her bags off on her
bed. Then she went back downstairs and into the living room, where
she was met by Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan and Chloe. "Hey. What's up?" she
asked them, regarding their serious expressions.
"Lana, you should probably sit down for this." Chloe told her.
"Okay." Lana replied and sat down in the arm chair adjacent to the
couch that the Sullivan family was seated on.
Mrs Sullivan started, "My husband has been offered a job and he's
taking it. It'll really help out this family and it'll help pay for
Chloe's college fees."
Lana regarded them curiously. "That's great." she said.
"The job is in Metropolis. We're moving next week." Chloe told
her. "We're sorry, Lana. Pete's mom said that she'd take you in if
you can't find anyone."
Lana couldn't believe her ears. Another person she was close to is
leaving her. "Okay." she said, unable to formulate any other words.
Then she got up and went up to her room to pack her things.
Chloe followed her up. "Aren't you happy, Lana. You finally got Clark
all to yourself."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Lana asked, putting up her defences.
"Come on, Lana. We both know that Clark has thing big yen for you, so
you took advantage of it and have him wrapped around you perfect
little finger."
"Chloe, thought we had an understanding. We shouldn't judge each
other on who we date." Lana reminded her. "Besides, you had you time
with Clark and afterward you let him go. Don't take it out on me."
she said as nicely as she could for she didn't want to burn all her
bridges with Chloe.
Chloe didn't know what to say, she too care for Lana as a close
friend. Dispite that fact that she was dying inside, she couldn't let
it this get to her like this. "I'm sorry, Lana. I know I ruined all
chances for me and Clark, and I had no right to attack you about it
like that." she was only half sincere. It wasn't fair that Lana Lang
always got what she wanted while Chloe Sullivan was left in the
backround.
"It's okay. I don't want to part on bad terms." Lana told her
friend. "I'll miss you when you move away."
Chloe only nodded and left the room to let Lana get some more packing
done.
~*~*~*~*~*~
That night at sunset, Clark was standing up in his loft looking out
at the beautiful picture of the orange, pink, red and blue sky. "It's
beautiful." Chloe said from behind him.
Clark whipped out, startled. "Chloe. Hey." he greeted her, surprise
she wasn't shooting daggers at him through her eyes. "Are you okay?"
he asked seeing the reddness on her cheeks and eyes.
"Not really, but I'll live." she replied, sniffling. Clark just
nodded, he felt so bad, but he was happy to be with Lana, which made
him feel worse about hurting Chloe. "Look, Clark. I'm moving in a
week and I'll be packing for the next few days and won't be at
school, and I wanted to tell you think in person." she started, then
opened her mouth to continue, but couldn't find the words.
"I know I hurt you when you saw me and Lana together. I'm sorry,
Chloe. You know I care about you." he told her, his eyes shining with
truth.
Why didn't he have to be such a sweetheart, it made this that much
harder. "I want you to know that I'm happy for you. You've been in
love with Lana since I can remember. I'm sorry for acting like such a
brat, it was selfish of me." she confessed.
"You weren't acting like a selfish brat. You were hurt, any other
person would feel the same way." he comforted his best friend. There
was silence for a few beats. "Thank you, Chloe."
"For what?" she asked.
Clark shrugged. "Just for being you. For always being a good friend
and especially for being strong when I needed you." he told her.
Chloe smiled, she felt better hearing how much Clark valued their
close friendship. "Your welcome, and dito." she said, then looked
down for a beat, then back up at him. "Good bye, Clark." she said. It
was such a simply phase, but had a heavy weight of emotion.
"Good bye, Chloe." he replied. He felt okay with her moving away
because he knew he'd see you again and that she would be okay.
Then she turned and retreated down the stairs and out of the barn.
Clark smiled after her and turned back to the beautiful sunset just
disappearing over the field.
~*~*~*~*~*~
A few days later, Lana knocked lightly on the Kents door before
stepping inside. "Good afternoon Mrs. Kent." she greeted her
boyfriend's mother.
"Oh, Lana, hi. You're just in time to help me with this." she said
gesturing to the various ingredients to make muffins that were set
neatly on the kitchen island.
"Sure." Lana said and moved to her side. "What do you want me to do?"
"Just mix those eggs together to start off with." Martha instructed.
Lana obeyed, cracking the eggs over a measuring cup and mixing them
with a wisk.
Clark, having heard someone knock on the door, came down the stairs
and was greeted with the sight of his girlfriend and his mother,
chatting and laughing while making chocolate chip muffins. He liked
that Lana and his mother got along so well, it made him feel like she
really was The One.
He grinned and snuck up behind his girlfriend, he put his arms around
her waist and kissed the top of her head. "Hey. I didn't expect to
see you here so soon." he said
Lana couldn't help but giggle. She knew that Clark had attempted to
startle her, but she decided to humor him and not mention it. "I got
up earlier this morning and needed to get out of the house. Since
Chloe and her parents have been so busy packing, I feel like I'm
getting in the way." she told him while she mixed the dry ingredients
in a small bowl while Martha mixed the wet ones.
"What did Celina's parents say when you asked them if you could live
there?" Clark asked her.
"They said that they're very sorry but they don't have room." Lana
told him.
Martha chose that time to speak up. "Well, why don't you just live
here?" she suggested. The idea had been nagging at her and when she
consulted Johnathan, they had agreed that Lana could live with them
until she found another place to stay.
Clark and Lana both looked at her with surprise. "That's very
generous of you, Mrs. Kent, butt-"
Martha cut her off. "But nothing. You're moving in here and that's
final." she said, putting her foot down. "You can stay in the guest
room."
Lana smiled, it would be weird living with her Clark and his family,
but seeing him everyday was deffinitely something she could get used
to. "Thank you, Mrs. Kent."
"Your welcome. Now, didn't you two have something planned for today?"
Mrs. Kent questioned.
"Yeah. We're going horseback riding to the stream." Clark told his
mother. "Speaking of, we should get going." he told his girlfriend.
He took her hand and led her to the door. "See you later mom."
"Bye, have fun. Oh and Clark. There's a two-man saddle in the tack
shed if you want to use it." she told her son. She was very happy for
her son. She knew how he felt about Lana, and was glad that they were
together now. She trusted him to treat her right and be a good boy.
~*~*~*~*~*~
After they got the two-man saddle strapped onto the big black
stallion, Clark helped Lana into the front seat, then pulled himself
on behind her. He wrapped a protective arm around her slight waist
and gripped the reins with the other. Then nudged the horses sides
with his heals to get it moving.
They traveled along at an easy walking pace, in no hurry, just
enjoying the feel of being close to each other. Lana sighed happy and
snuggled her back against his hard muscled chest. She felt warmth
shoot through her as Clark tightened the hand on her mid section. Was
it her imagination, or did his hand move lower slightly? She licked
her lips and closed to eyes and decided to just forget about
everything except the man she loved.
All too soon, they reached the stream. "It's beautiful." Lana
exclaimed. "I haven't been down here in ages."
"Last time we came here we were in elementary school." he remembered.
"Yeah, I remember that." she said smiling. "Pete was dared to eat a
beetle and Miss. Erins caught him. The field trip was cut short after
that." she giggled. Clark smiled at the cute sound and got down from
the horse, helping her down after him.
Together they spread out the blanket and sat, snuggling
together. "This was a great idea." Lana said softly.
"Yeah. It's a great spot for a picknic. We should do that next time."
he said. Lana nodded and snuggled closer to him.
He knew he should tell her right then about his secret.. but decided
now wasn't the right time. He didn't want to ruin this moment with
any kind of seriousness. 'I love you, Lana' he told her in this mind,
not having the courage to say it out loud.
'I love you, Clark' Lana's heart answered..
Part Four
Chloe hugged Lana goodbye. "I'll miss you. Take care of The Torch for
me." she told her best friend. Over the past few days her and Lana
had patched things up between them.
"I will. Don't get into any trouble and try not to wow The Daily
Planet too much when you send in your application." Lana said trying
to lighten the situation. They stepped out of the hug and Chloe
turned to Clark, hugging him then Pete.
"You guys have been the best." she told them all. "Call and write as
much as possible." they all promised.
"Come on Chloe. It's time to go. Your father has to be in Metropolis
by eight tonight." Mrs. Sullivan said impatiently. Chloe nodded and
got into the car. "Thank you all for coming." she said to Chloe's
friends.
"Have a good trip." Clark said as the car backed out of the
Sullivan's driveway and took off down the street. He sensed that Lana
was getting more and more upset as the car disappeared down the road.
He gently pulled her into his arms and hugged her to offer some
comfort.
"Don't sweat it Lana, Chloe will be back to visit soon." Pete told
her.
Lana nodded against Clarks chest and hugged him tighter, fighting off
the urge to cry. "Yeah I know. We'll probably talk on the phone every
other day too." Lana said, mostly to herself.
"Of course you will." Clark assured her.
"Yeah. Sorry love birds, but I gotta take off. My mom wants me home
for dinner tonight." Pete told them. "So, see ya guys." he got on his
bike and started it up.
"See ya later Pete." Clark said over the noise of the bike. With that
Pete took off down the street in the opposite direction the
Sullivan's left. "Come on, we should get the rest of the stuff in the
truck so you can have your room ready for tonight." he suggested to
his girlfriend.
Lana nodded and sniffled as she reluctantly moved out of her
boyfriends warm embrace and helped him load the boxes that held her
possesions, into the back of Clark's pickup truck.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"Is that the last of it?" Johnathan asked as he opened the door to
Lana's new bedroom. He wasn't too keen on this idea of Lana living
with them, but he was glad that there was another woman around the
house to help his wife in the kitchen.
"Yeah that's it." Lana replied, surrounded by the carboard boxes that
littered the floor of the fair sized guest room. "Thank you for
letting me stay here." she was eternally grateful that Mr. Kent
hadn't said no because her and Clark were seeing each other.
"It's no problem as long as you pull your weight around here and help
out where you can." Mr. Kent said sternly.
Just then Clark entered the room. He was carrying a small suitcase
that obviously carried Lana's toiletries. "This is the last one." he
announced. Then noticed the tension in the room. "What's going on?"
he asked, worried.
"Nothing." Lana told him and went into his accepting arms. "Mr. Kent
was just saying that I have to keep my room clean and help out as
much as I can." she explained.
Johnathan witnessed the tenderness that Clark showed toward Lana and
the obvious connection they shared. "You'll be helping out in the
kitchen mostly." he informed her then took his leave.
Clark watched him go then looked down at his girlfriend, it still
made him feel all warm inside when he thought of her as his
girlfriend, knowing it was true and not some fantasy. "Don't worry
about him. He's just a stubborn farmer. You don't need to do any hard
labor." he told her, teasing her lightly.
She giggled. "You don't think I could handle it? I may be tiny but I
could knock you on your ass, Kent." she said playfully.
"You already do." he said seriously. Lana immediately sobered and
looked deep into his big brown eyes, feeling like she was falling
into them, drowning in the love that shined so bright in then. Love
for her. "Every time you smile at me, I feel as though you have
knocked me on my ass." he said sincerely. "I...I love you, Lana." he
professed, his heart beating double time.
Lana felt tears in her eyes. She always knew that he loved her, but
hearing him say it, not the crazy shapeshifter Tina, but HIM... it
was amazing. "I love you too, Clark." she responsed. "I feel like I
always have." she added, letting her eyes flutter shut as his lips
descended onto hers.
When their lips touched sparks flew inside each of them. They wrapped
their arms tightly around each other and kissed fully. Their tongues
dueling. Making love with their mouths.
Clark felt like he was flying. The floor had disappeared and they
were suspended in thin air. He ran his fingers through her silky dark
hair and caress her beck and the nape of her neck. He thought their
last kiss at the stream had been amazing, but this... she just keeps
on surprising him and getting more unbelievable every time he saw
her. Now he could see her every day.
Unbeknowst to them, they actually were floating above the area rug
that covers the hard wood floor next to the double bed in the room.
As the kiss slowed and came to an end, they floated back to solid
ground both in body and in mind. Neither noticed, they were too
caught up in the pleasure of being with each other.
~*~*~*~*~*~
A few hours later, it was 10 o' clock, after Clark had helped Lana
set up her room and dust and vacuum it until it was all shining and
new, him and Lana cuddled together on her new bed. Clark was sitting
with his back resting against the wall and Lana was between his legs
with her back resting comfortably against his chest. "We did a pretty
good job." she observed. "I think I'm gonna be very cozy here."
"I'm glad. I get to see you whenever I want now. You sure you won't
get sick of me?" he asked half teasing, as his fingers found her
exposed belly and lightly ran his fingers over the slice of skin that
was exposed.
Lana giggled both from his comment and that fact that what he was
doing tickled a bit, but since she was enjoying it too much to make
him stop, she said nothing about it. "I could never get sick of how
you make me feel." she replied, her voice soft and content, absently
running her fingers up and down his demin clad thigh.
"Same here." he said, placing his nose in her hair and breath in her
unique and intoxicating scent. He had never been this close to her to
really take it in, but now, he could be close to her without worrying
about rejection. "It's getting late." he noticed the digital clock on
her bedside table.
"Yeah, so it is." she said, yawning. "I don't want this night to end.
It's so perfect." she practically purred, running her free hand down
his arm to entwine her fingers with his.
"My mom will be up here soon to tell me to get to bed." he told
her. "We'll make another one like this tomorrow. I promise." he said,
kissing her crown one last time before picking her up and stepping
onto the area rug. She curling up in the arms and fell asleep there
while he pulled back her bed covers and lay her down then covering
her up. "Sweet dreams." he kissed her forehead before quietly leaving
her room.
Martha was just coming up the stairs. "Lana's asleep?" she asked
quietly, her motherly instincts answering for her. Clark
nodded. "Okay. You should get to bed too."
"Night mom." he said before slipping into his own room across from
Lana's. 'She loves me' he thought as he got ready for bed. 'She's
living with me'. He didn't bother pulling back the covers as he
flopped into his bed. A slow, lazy smile spread across his
face. 'this is a good thing' was his final thought before he drifted
off to sleep.
~*~*~*~*~
It was nine thirty when Lana came down the stairs into the warm
kitchen that smelled of fresh bread. She walked into the welcoming
kitchen and looked around for Mr or Mrs Kent. "Anyone home?" she
called out.
Just then Martha came in from the living room. "Good morning Lana."
she greeted cheerily as she checked the bread baking in the oven.
"Morning, Mrs. Kent." Lana greeted in turn.
"How did you sleep?" she asked, taking the bread out of the oven and
setting it to cool.
"Great." Martha said.
Lana smiled and helped Martha set the table for breakfast. It was
Saturday morning and breakfast was at 10:30. "Where's Clark?" Lana
asked when they were done setting and table.
"Um. Right now he's usually down in the South field loading hay bails
into the truck." Mrs. Kent answered. "I don't need any more help if
you want to go out there and meet him."
"Thank you, Mrs. Kent." Lana said heading for the door.
"Please, call me Martha. Mrs. Kent makes me sound old." Martha told
her. Lana nodded with one of her radiant smiles and hurried out the
door.
Part Five
Lana stepped outside into the sweet smelling air of the Kent's farm.
She sighed happily and bounced down the steps starting out toward the
South fields to look for her boyfriend. It didn't take long for her
to find him. She spotted him loading bails and hay into the back of
the red pick up truck, his back to her.
He turned to get the next bail of hay and saw her approaching. "Hey."
He greeted her happily. He wasn't expecting to see her out here. It
was a very pleasant surprise.
"Morning." she replied and hopped up in the tail gate of the truck
and watched him, her feet dangling a ways from the ground.
"Did you sleep good?" he asked, finishing off his chore, then moving
to her, standing between her parted knees, resting his big masculine
hands on her petit thighs.
Lana blushed at how intimate he had become with her. "Yeah, I had a
dream me and you were vacationing in Disney Land." she with girlish
sweetness.
With her sitting on the trucks tail gate, they were almost eye level.
Clark smiled and gave her and quick kiss on the lips. "What did you
dream?" she asked, scooting herself closer to him to wrap her arms
around his neck.
"I dreamt about this, being close to you like this." he shared. He
knew that they were in a very suggestive position. Just another inch
and she would be flush up against him.
Lana felt her pulse speed up as she noticed thier current closeness
too. Her face felt hot, his hands felt so good on the exposed skin of
her back. She could just imagine what they were feel like in other
more sensitive areas of her skin. "Really?" was all she could muster.
Looking up into the deep pools of his eyes.
"Yeah." he said in a that sexy, velvety voice he had that always sent
a pleasant shiver through her body. Their lips touched and Lana lost
herself, she slid that last inch closer to him, their bodies
completely touch, and deepened the kiss.
As their tongues came into play, Clark's hands found their way down
to her perfectly shaped ass. Lana couldn't suppress a tiny moan from
escaping her throat. That's when he realized then that he may have
went too far this time. Gently he broke the kiss and moved back
enough too look at her flushed face and slightly puffy lips from
their kissing.
Lana's eyes remained closed as she was trying to recover, it seemed
like whenever she kissed him she forgot everything else, it was a
feeling she had grown to like very much, that, and kissing him was
very good too. Slowly her eyes opened and she looked into his eyes,
they were slightly darkened with his lust. "Breakfast." she said out
of the blue.
Clark smiled at her innocent cuteness. "Get in the truck, I'll drive
us back up to the house." he told her and stepped back to help her
off the tale gate. She let out a squeak of surprise when he picked
her up easily and set her down on the ground. She smiled at him and
walked around to the passenger side door as he got into the driver
side.
On the way back up to the house Lana came down from her high and
looked over at her boyfriend. Things were moving really quickly with
him. If this had been any other guy, she would have told him she
wanted slow things down. But with Clark, she loved this raciness, she
practically craved it. She very much enjoyed him passionate kisses
and lusty looks. It gave her an invigorated feeling. "So, what are we
doing today?" she asked, scooting closer and placing a tiny hand on
his thigh.
"We can do whatever you want to." he replied, looking down at her for
a brief second before turning his eyes back at the dirt road, though
most his attention remained on her.
She smiled. "Hmm... I'm not sure. We could go for a walk or have a
picnic or something." she suggested, crossing her legs toward him to
get that much closer. It was getting harder and harder to satisfy her
need to be close to him.
Clark had been debating with himself all morning about telling Lana
about him abilities. The closer they got, the more he felt guilty
about keeping them from her. After much deliberation and weighing the
pros and cons, he had decided that today he would take her to the
caves and tell her everything. "I have somewhere we can go." he told
her.
"Where?" she prodded.
He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "It's a surprise." he
replied. He took one of her hands and held it in his.
Lana signed in mock exasperation. "If you say so." she said
lightheartedly, leaning her head on his shoulder and enjoying the
rest of the ride, despite the bumps.
~*~*~*~*~
After breakfast was over, Lana went upstairs to get changed for their
date. While she was up there, Clark was downstairs with his mom and
dad. "I've decided to tell Lana." he informed them.
Johnathan opened his mouth to protest, then closed it. He knew his
son was right. Clark and Lana were getting closer and with her living
under this roof, she would have to be told sooner or later. And
sooner would result in less damage then telling her later. "Alright,
we'll tell her together." he practically ordered, putting his arm
around his wife.
"Actually," Clark protested respectfully. "I wanted to tell her
myself." he told his parents. "At the caves, today."
Johnathan was about to argue with that, but Martha cut in, "Okay. You
tell her first then bring her back here and we'll all talk about it,
together." she told her son.
Clark nodded. "I'm scared." he confessed. "I don't want to lose her."
Lana froze at the top of the stairs when she heard him say that. Why
would Clark be afraid of losing her? Curiously, she crept down a few
steps and listened.
"Oh Clark, I can tell she loves you very much. I'm sure she'll
understand why you didn't tell her sooner. And you said yourself that
she accepted Byrons abilities." Clark's mother told him.
Lana sat down on the nearest step. Did Clark have the same desease
that Byron had?... no Byron couldn't go into the light, Clark can...
She listened closer.
"This is a bit different mom." Clark said, his voice full of
repressed anxiety. "Anyway, no matter how nervous I am about this, I
have to tell her."
Lana took this time to show herself. "Tell me what?" she asked,
coming down the last few steps and walked up to stand beside her
boyfriend, acting as though she had no idea what was going on.
"Nothing." Clark said, stretching the truth. "Come on, let's go." he
said. "Bye mom, dad." he said, taking Lana's hand and walking with
her out the door.
"So are you gonna tell me where we're going?" she asked as they
started walking down the street toward the caves.
Clark smiled dispite his nervousness. "We're going to the caves." he
told her. "I need to tell you something." he looked at her, taking in
her curious eyes and soft features. God, he loved her, it practically
physically hurt to think about losing her.
"Cool." she said happily, cuddling up to his side as they walked. The
Caves was only about a 15 minute walk from Clark's house. "Are you
gonna be pensive the whole way?" she teased.
Clark cracked a smile. "Probably." he answered.
Lana put on a serious face. "Whatever you have to tell me Clark. It
won't change they way I feel about you." she said sincerely. "You
have to know that."
"Thanks. That makes me feel better." he told her truthfully.
They reached the caves all too soon for Clark. He was still trying to
figure out a way to tell her. They walked together into the cave,
when they reached the middled Clark stopped and turned to her,
pulling her into his arms and kissing her fully on the lips. To him,
this might be their last kiss. It was long a bittersweet, then it was
over. "What was that for?" she asked, breathless.
"Lana, I decided that before we go any further in our relationship,
you should know something about me." he told her, his serious face
firmly in place.
Lana sensed the tension in his voice and knew this was
serious. "Okay." she said, letting him know she understood.
Clark nodded and backed away from her turning to look at the
elaborate paintings on the wall. "I've been thinking for a long time
how I was gonna tell you this, but everytime I came up with a speech,
I ended up throwing it out."
"Clark, just tell me. What ever it is, I won't be mad that you kept
it from me." Lana promised.
He turned back to her, looking into her eyes at the truth that shined
freely in the dark orbs. "I hope so." he said. Then took a deep
breath. "I have... I'm... Do you remember Byron? How he was really
strong?" he asked. Lana nodded. "Well, I'm probably five times as
strong as he is."
"Clark, Byron was given a drug that made him that strong." Lana
reminded him, looking at him curiously.
"I know. But I was born with these abilities." he explained.
"These abilities?" she prodded.
Clark bent and picked up a large solid rock from the floor of the
cave. Lana watched as he squeezed the rock with one hand and it
instantly shattered into tiny pieces. "That's not all." He took out a
pack of matches and tore one of them off. Lana watched as he just
focused on the tip of the match and it lit.
Lana was in shock. "The fire in The Talon... You did that with you
eyes?" she asked, her eyes like doe eyes.
"That was right after I got that ability. I gain more as I grow up. I
can't control them at first. But with practice I learn to." he
explained to her. She nodded, her brow furrowed, waiting for him to
continue. "I also have x-ray vision and super speed. And more
recently I learned I can leap tall buildings in a single bound." he
told her. Then stopped talking and waited for her to respond.
She just stared at him for a few beats. "This is what you've been
keeping from me?" she asked him in a soft voice. Clark nodded, and
waiting for her to blow up at him and dump his ass. "I don't know
what to say." she said, looking at a spot on the ground a few feet
away.
"I can't get sick or get hurt either." he added to the mix. He
watched her move to sit on a boulder that was a few feet behind
her. "I know your probably mad at me. I'll go if you want." when she
didn't answer, he turned to leave.
He was almost to the exit when she called out. "Clark!" He stopped
dead in his tracks and turned to see her running towards him. He
caught her with great ease when she jumped up and wrapped her
femininely muscular legs around his waist and kissed him hard. "I
love you." she said through their kisses.
"I love you." he repeated, kissing her back in equal fervor. He was
so relieved he could have fainted, but fainting meant no more
kissage, so he kept himself on his feet.
When Clark and Lana walked in the front door, both their eyes were
full of tears. Clarks were tears and relief, and Lana's were tears of
of happiness. It was after 11 and his mom and dad were both in bed.
Clark stooped and lifted his girlfriend into his arms.
She giggled happily as he carried her up the stairs and set her down
in front of her bedroom door. "Good night, my superman." she said
quietly as to not awake his parents.
Clark didn't resist the urge to kiss her. "Good night, my love." he
said in his best shakespear way.
Lana kissed him one final time that day and slipped into her
room. "See you in the morning." she said.
"Yeah." he said and waited until her door was closed before slipping
into his own room.
Part Six NC-17
There was fire, fire everywhere, taking up all the available oxygen,
making her chest tight and her lungs burn. Trapped, she was trapped,
the fire was all around her. She screamed at the top of her lungs.
Calling out to Clark, knowing he would save her. He wasn't here, he
didn't know where she was. It was hopeless.
Then out of the smoke, embers and burning wood, he stood before her.
Looking all sexy and hero-like. He was here to save her, to bring her
away from this hell.
The ceiling creaked... there was a massive explosion right over his
and the ceiled collapsed taking him with it. Clark was dead. All she
could hear was herself screaming and her tears evaporating on her
face from the insane heat.
Then she shot up in bed, sweat shining on her forehead upper lip. She
took a few deep breaths. It was a dream, nothing but a bad dream. She
wiping her face with her hand and swung her legs over the edge of the
bed, trying to calm herself.
After a few minutes of breathing deeply and telling herself that it
was all just a dream, she laid back down on her bed, but she was
afraid to close her eyes. The image of the flaming ceiling crushing
the man she loved was all too vivid in her mind.
(from here on, it gets naughty. you've been warned)
**NC-17**
She laid their for what seemed like hours, but was really merely
minutes. Finally she gave up on sleeping and got out of bed. She
opened her door and stepped into the hallway of her new home with the
Kents'. She looked over at Mr. and Mrs. Kents' closed door. Then she
looked over at Clark's slightly open door. She smiled and peeked
inside at her boyfriend. He was sleeping peacefully, the covers only
up to his waist. Her hungry gaze raked over his sleeping form. The
many years of hard labor on the farm, plus his super strength, gave
him a very masculine and attractive physique. She crept into his room
and closed his door behind her.
Her mouth went dry as she moved closer to him until she was standing
right beside his bed. The idea of being in those loving arms was all
too appealing. There was plenty of room for her to crawl into bed
with him. Maybe then she could sleep, with his strong, careful arms
around her. She was sure no nightmares would haunt her sleep with him
protecting her.
She froze when he rolled onto his side, facing her. Was he awake? She
contemplated leaving and letting his sleep, but was too freaked by
that horrible nightmare to sleep in her dark room alone. Carefully
she crawled into his bed, covering herself with his blanket. As if he
sensed her presence, his arms were around her immediately. Her face
was inches from his. Their barely clothed bodies were pressed
intimately against each other. In response, her body heated up and
she felt a rush of moisture wet her thong panties.
In his sleep, his hand moved down her side to her creamy thigh. He
gripped it gently and pulled it over his hip. Lana was getting more
turned on by the second, but she was too shocked by the gesture to
say anything. He nudged his head under to cheek and started kissing
her neck with wet, open mouthed kisses.
Lana's brain shut down, her eyes fluttered shut. She ran on instinct.
Her body had a mind of it's own as she arched against him and pulled
his hand from her thigh, up her her breast. As soon as his warm,
masculin hand touched her, she let out a hushed moan of pleasure.
Never had she felt this sensation in her life.
With Whitney it had been kissing and holding hands and that was
basically it. He had never touched her breasts like this. Sure, he
had pawed at them, but never seemed like he knew what to do with
them...
She train of thought was lost when her adoring boyfriend's hand began
to knead her soft flesh, the pad of his thumb brushed over her overly
sensitive nipple, making it hard, causing it to poke at the offending
material of her night shirt.
Suddenly, Clark rolled them so he was half on top of her, his eyes
wide open. "You're awake, you horny devil." she teased him with a
giggle. He just flashed her a sexy smirk and resumed kissing her
delicate neck. "Mmm." she moaned, his hand massaging her breast and
his soft lips on his neck were getting the best of her. She arched
into his intoxicating touch, her hands gripping his broad back for
dear life.
Then she felt something hard pressing against her inner thigh. She
had to freeze for a second to register what it was. He was getting
turned on by this too. This was just making out, as long as they kept
their clothes on, she didn't want to think about anything other than
him.
Her mouth dropped open when his lips brushed the sensitive patch of
skin behind her ear. She felt him grin against the crook of her neck
when she gasped and ground her lower body against his growing
erection. "Lana.." he groaned, his voice heavy with lust. His hand
moved from her breast and slipped under her shirt to touch the bare
skin that covered her ribs. He knew that they had only been together
for a week, but he couldn't keep his hands off her.
Being careful not to put too much weight on her slight form, he moved
completely on top of her. His mouth moved from her neck to kiss her
lips, trilled that her other leg moved up to craddle his hips in her
soft haven. Now his other hand was free to explore her body, and it
happily did so, taking her hand in his and lacing his fingers with
hers. The hand under her shirt slid up all the way and cupped her
supple breast once more. It was warm and soft in his palm, it felt so
wonderful, just as he had dreamt it would. He never would have
touched her this intimately if it hadn't been for what she said the
previous night in the caves.
Flash Back
He had her pressed against the wall of the cave. They were kissing
and groping like the hormonal, love sick teenagers that they were. He
was still too shy about touching her in her more intimate places
until she said, "Don't be afraid to touch me Clark." before she took
his hand and pressed it to her breast, then continued kissing him.
End Flash Back
He smiled at the memory. He knew he should stop this make out session
before they ended up making love when he didn't know if she was ready
for that yet, he didn't know if he was. But he couldn't being himself
to remove his hands and lips from her creamy skin.
He felt her trying to sit up, so he moved with her, thinking she
wanted to stop, he regretfully removed his hand from under her shirt
and sat up on his knees.
She pulled away from the kiss long enough to pull her shirt over her
head, grinning at Clark's shocked expression at the sight her of bare
breasts right in front of him. Instantly after the annoying material
was off she rose to her knees as well and kissed him
passionately. "Lana wait." he said, he had to get this out before he
got too distracted by the sight of his half naked, beautiful love of
his life. She stopped kissing his and looked into his eyes. "Are you
sure?" he asked.
For a split second she wasn't so sure anymore. Then her body answered
for her. She wanted him so badly. She was starving for a taste of
him. She grinned sexily at him before crushing her lips to him one
more.
Clark felt as though his heart would burst. He didn't know what to
do, the only thing he did know was that he wanted her. His prominent
erection under the cotton of his boxers was proof of that fact. He
lowered her back onto the bed and her legs instantly wrapped
themselves around his waste, her hard nipples scaping delightfully
against his chest. All that separated them was her tiny pair of
shorts and thong panties, and his boxers.
Lana, having read many romance novels in her life, knew what she
wanted from him. She was about to tell him when he started raining a
trail of kisses from her lips, down her jawbone, her neck, across her
collarbone, before settling on her left breast, the one that had yet
to enjoy his attention.
Without warning his lips closed over the diamond hard tip and drew on
it gently. "Oh God, Clark, that feels so good." she whispered
hoarsely, remembering his parents were asleep down the hall. She
tangled her fingers into his sexy, dark hair, attempting to keep his
head in that position. But he was too strong for her, he kissed his
way to her right breast and gave it the same attention, scaping his
teeth over the tight bud.
Lana arched against his talented mouth and ground her increasing wet
crotch against his rock hard penis. It felt so big, how would he fit
inside her. Suddenly the nervousness creeped up on her again, her
eyes flew open, then it dispersed when his mouth found its way back
up her neck to fuse with hers. Her eyes fluttered closed again on
their own accord. She felt his hand move down her body to rest on the
elastic of her shorts. He stopped kissing her and looked opened his
eyes to look at her. She sensed this and opened her eyes, their gazes
catching and holding. She nodded her concent, he slid down her body
and began to remove her tiny shorts. She lifted her hips to aid him.
Soon they were off and joined her shirt on the floor next to the bed.
Then he sat back and drank her in. She was so beautiful. It wasn't
until she reach out to beckon him back to her, that he snapped out of
his daze and returned to their previous position. From the begining
to now, Lana had pretty much let him drive, but she wanted more than
that.
She grinned up at him and flipped them. Normalling she wouldn't have
had the strength to do that, but he let her push him onto his back.
She immediately staddled him and rained kisses all over his hard
chest. She kissed down his body until she was stadding his thighs.
She gripped the waist band of his boxers and pulled them down. His
massive erection strang free and stood strong and proud in front of
her. Her eyes widened at the size of it. It was at least 8 1/2
inches.
Clark noticed her eyes widen, so he sat up and told her. "We don't
have to do this. If you want to stop, it's ok."
She could hear the lust in his voice and see the lust and love in his
eyes. That was enough to ease her nervousness. "No, I want to. I
just... I've never done this before." she confessed. Clark nearly had
a heartattack. She was a virgin. All that time with Whitney and she
never slept with him. "I was saving myself for love. For you."
Clark felt masculine pride fill him and he kissed her sweet lips as
they both removed his boxers the rest of the way. Now all that stood
between them was a tiny scrap of material covering her most secretive
and precious spot. She pushed him back on the bed and looked back at
his impressive manhood. Tenitively, she wrapped her hand around his
girth, her fingers didn't enough touch. Going on what she knew from
books and her basic instincts, she began to slide her hand up and
down his length, it was like cement covered in velvet.
Clark bit back a moan with great difficulty. He was on the verge of
climaxing, and they had barely even begun. Before his control slipped
he grabbed her. With his super speed he had her on her back and his
hand in her panties before she knew what was happening. He had read a
few things about women and pretty much knew that a woman's clitoris
was her most sexually sensitive area. Carefully he pressed two
fingers to the hard nubbin and began to massage it in a circular
motion.
Lana pressed her face into his shoulder to muffle her cries of
ecstasy, her fingernails digging into his unbreakable skin. It was
amazing how something so strong could feel so soft under her fingers.
She was lost in the pleasure. She had never had an orgasm, but she
could feel tension building inside of her. It felt so weird, but so
incredibly good at the same time. Then it was like a big wave hit her
and she had to bite his shoulder to muffle her screams as her first
orgasm hit her hard. She felt her vaginal muscles clenching and
rippling. "Oh Gaaaawwwwwwwd." she moaned into his shoulder as the
waves of pleasure washed over her one by one. When it was over her
forehead was sweaty and Clark had a red mark on his shoulder that was
quickly disappearing, and half moon marks on his shoulders. She
looked up at him with glazed eyes. He was smiling down at her. "Wow."
she gasped, realizing that she was panting, still shaking from the
force of her release.
"Are you okay?" he asked her as he held her close. The sight of her
in the throes of an orgasm was amazing. He couldn't wait to see it
again. She nodded, bewildered. "Good, because we aren't done yet." he
whispered into her ear.
The thought of having another orgasm was very arrousing. Her body
immediately came to attention as he slipped her soaked panties down
her legs and off, then nestle between her spread thighs. "I love you,
Clark." she said, she was scared, she knew it would hurt. But she
also somehow knew that it would be worth it. To be finally one with
the man she had loved before she even knew she loved him.
"I love you, Lana." he whispered back. He rested most of the weight
on his forearms, his hands burried in her silky hair. His hips flexed
and the head of his erection pushed through her nether lips. Lana
gasped at the feel of it gripping his shoulders for dear life. His
hips flexed again and the first two inches were inside her. Then inch
by agonizingly slow inch, he entered her until he hit the blockage of
her virginity.
Lana felt it and winced in pain. The feel of his girth moving into
her felt strange, it felt really uncomfortable. But, she knew there
was no turning back now, the pain was inevitable, but she desperately
wanted this. He kissed her hard to distract her, then surged forward
and broke through the fleshy wall of her hymen, swallowing his
lover's cries of pain. He pulled back enough to look into her eyes.
They were squeezed shut and a single tear tracked down her cheek. He
kissed it away, holding her as she squirmed from the dull pain that
lingered inside her.
Slowly he moved the rest of the way inside her and froze. His own
eyes closed tightly in pleasure of her tight, wet, untried passage
squeezing and rippling in effort to accomidate his massive penis.
Thankfully, the pain that burn inside her started to numb and was
replaced by something she couldn't believe. The feel of his rigid
flesh touching parts inside her that she never knew existed. She
opened her eyes and looked up at the hansome face of her lover. She
touched that face she loved so much. He opened his eyes immediately
and she saw the happiness in them. "I think you can move now." she
said in the best sexy voice she could do.
Keeping eye contact, He slowly withdrew from her tight, wet channel
until just the head of him remained then he pushed back in.
Lana arched her back at the sheer rapture of it, different from the
pleasure he gave her before. She wrapped her legs securely around him
and felt him sink deeper. "Mmm, Clark..." she moaned in ecstasy as he
thrust into her again. It felt so good they just had to do it again.
And again...
And again...
He set a slow, leisurely pace. In no hurry for this to be over too
soon. He had waited so long for this, fantasies about this. He had
never felt anything so incredible in his life as being wrapped inside
this woman he loved so much.
Lana instinctively returned each thrust with one of her own. Her mind
drunk on pleasure and her lower body tingling with inpending release.
Soon a slow pace was no longer enough. She felt him speed up, all the
while keeping his abilities in check... well most of them. As they
got closer and closer to climax, they floated higher and higher into
the air.
He was so close, and he wanted to take her with him. He reached
between their undulating bodies and pinched her protruding clit once,
then twice, and she exploded around him. Her muscles squeezing him
and rippling. It was enough to push him over the edge, joining her in
climax, spurting his seed deep into her womb as her inner muscles
milked him dry. Then they collapsed against each other. Basking in
the afterglow of their first time. Niether noticing they were
hovering 3 feet from the bed.
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