Summery: Set after eppy Rush, with the PixieLiz Twist.
AN: A new addition to the PixieLiz Twist Archive. This fic is in no way connected to the last fic I wrote for The PixieLiz Twist Archive.
Disclaimer: sorry not yet. I'm workin on it. lol jk
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Lana walked into the cave with her flashlight moving over the pictograms that were written on this ancient walls so many years ago. The bright colors and elaborate designs were captivating as she walked in and sat down on a boulder and leaned against the cave wall.
Pete had told her that this were where all the weird behavior originated from. That the little parasite that infected both him and Chloe lived in this cave. She had been so curious that she couldn't stay away. Now sitting on the hard boulder she didn't feel the little worm like creature bite her neck and slither its way into her body. All she knew was... She wanted Clark and she was going to stop at nothing to get him.
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With a confident smile on her face she strolled up to Pete's front door and knocked politely. Pete answered the door. "Hey Lana. What's up?" he asked, a little surprised to see Lana Lang on his doorstep.
"I have a question for you Pete. I know you slipped Clark something that made him act all foreward-like. Tell me what it was." she demanded but still retained her sweetness.
"I don't know what your talking about." Pete played stupid.
Lana almost growled and grabbed him by the throat pushing him inside and slamming him against the nearest wall. "I don't want to play games, I just want to know what you did to Clark to make him act like a real man." she said calmly holding Pete by the neck a couple of inches off the ground.
Pete choked and managed to force out, "Red meteor rocks." When Lana let go of him he dropped to the floor, coughing.
"Meteor rocks are green." she stated, grabbing the lapels of his shirt. "You're lying to me." she said dangerously, clutching his shirt hard with a threatening demeanor.
"No. The class rings. They have red meteor rock in them. My ring is upstairs in my room." he sputtered then sighed in relief when she let him go and stepped back. "Why are you interested."
Lana just smiled and shrugged. "Where in your room?" she asked, hands on hips. This was a lady on a mission. Pete told her it was in his top drawer and she was off. Up the stairs, got the little box that held the ring and took off.
Pete panicked and called Clark. "Hello, Mrs Kent. Is Clark around?" he said into the phone. "Can you get him for me?" he asked. "Okay well tell him I called, okay. Thanks Mrs. Kent. You too, bye." he hung up the phone. 'shit' he thought because he knew that he had betrayed his best friend.
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Lana smiled as she opened the little box. The fake gold that held the tiny rock was not very appealing to the eye. But she knew that this would change everything for her and Clark and that was a risk she was willing to take.
Happily and with purpose she walked into the barn and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Clark's sweaty bare back rippling as he went about his chores. She licked her suddenly dry lips and let her eyes drink in the sight of him. She looked at the ring again and felt excitement fill her. "Hey Clark." she said in her sexiest voice.
He turned toward the voice and was surprised to see it belonged to Lana. "Hey. I thought you were still mad at me." he said, putting down the pitchfork her was using to scoop the old hay into a barrel, and moved to put on his shirt.
She watching him with much interest and began approaching him. "Well, I figured that since being mad at you in no fun and exhausting as hell that I should just forgive and forget and get back to the way we were." she told him, she clasped the little box that held the ring behind her back. Smiling at him as she opened it and pulled it out, holding it in her closed fist.
Clark couldn't believe what he was hearing. Lana was forgiving him and there was no sign of anger in her eyes. "That sounds like a good idea." he agreed.
"Good." she said happily. "I have a present for you." she told him. "Close you eyes." he did so without a protest. She grinned mischieviously and took his hand. Her heart beating rapidly with anticipation of seeing the bad Clark again she slipped the ring on his pinky finger, which was the only finger it would fit on.
He didn't even know what hit him. The red meteor rock took effect right away and his eyes popped open. He looked at the ring and then at her. "I love it." he said, his voice deep with lust. Then he grabbed her and pulled her into a fiery kiss.
She moaned and kissed him back letting her body just take over. She felt his strong hands grip her butt she pull her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. She giggled lustily when she felt her back connect with something hard and flat, it was the side of the tractor. She was on cloud number nine when he slipped his hand up her thigh and under her skirt.
Now this is what she needed. Clark, unrestrained and horny. The sensations of his hands, his lips and his incredible masculin body was going straight to her head making her dizzy. She clutched his shirt and tore it off over his head, caught up in the fever of foreplay. He just felt so good, better than any of her wildest and kinkiest dreams. She was panting already at the intoxicating wonder of his body.
Already Clark had her shirt off and the skirt she had been wearing was long gone. He let his fingers slip between her parted legs and into her tiny thong. When his fingers connected with her soft and wet flesh they both gasped. He couldn't help but chuckle when Lana growled in frustration and nearly tore his belt in half before she finally got it unbuckled. Suddenly the kiss intensified and she forgot about everything else, before she knew it her hands had managed to get his pants off and they were left in their underwear making out and groping like lovestruck bunnies.
Lana could feel his erection pressing against her inner thigh through his cotton boxers. She whimpered and ground herself against him in the most seductive and wanton way. She reached inside his boxers and wrapped her hand around him, her fingers didn't even touch. Her eyes popped open in surprise and delight. She broke the kiss and moved her kissed her his neck. "Clark... I want you." she purred into his ear. In a flash she felt her bra ripped away from her body and her pants torn to shreds and discarded on the dirty floor. She let her head fall back enough to look into his eyes. They were dark and glazed down lust, it would have scared her if she didn't feel the same way.
They kissed again, the fire that was already burning out of control, swallowing them both whole, got even more heated. Their tongues slid against each other, mimicking what they so desperately wanted to do with another part of their anatomy. She reached blindly and tugged his boxers over his hips and down his legs. She felt her heart pounding in her ears as she pulled herself up, using his shoulders, before sinking down on his girth. She had to break the kiss in order to breathe as the pain mixed with pleasure. She stopped moved when she felt a sharp pain as the head of him bumped her cherry.
Clark felt it too,He grunted when he felt her inner muscles squeezing then rippling. "Lana, are you sure." he asked, just for the sake for being a nice guy. Her brow and upper lip was glistening and her hair was all over the place. To Clark, she never looked more sexy than now. He cupped her face and watched as she came out of the haze and look back at him. He grinned as she nodded. With one smoothe thrust he broke through her maidenhead and sank all the way into her with little resistence.
Lana cried out and bit his shoulder, her nails scatching at his back as her body worked to accomidated his size. He felt so much bigger inside her. Lana never felt so full. Physically, mentally and emotionally. Clark just filling every void in her life as he waited patiently for her to recover. Her senses were so overstimulated with pleasure that she hardly felt the pain. Soon she was bucking her hips and placing wet, erotic kisses to his neck and shoulder. When he started moving, his hard flesh creating the most delicious friction she had ever experienced in her life, she was beside herself with ecstasy. Every nerve ending in her entire body was exploding in sensation as he made love to her. It was hot and fiery, but still smooth and vanilla at the same time.
There was no coming back from this heaven for Clark. He didn't know how he kept his abilities in check as his mind when for a spin ride off into another dimension. He could feel her inner walls sucking him in. She was so tight and wet, it was the most amazing feeling he had ever experienced. Sure his dreams of this could be quite creative, but none of his fantasies compared to this mind numbing reality. He was having sex with Lana Lang. Not just any kind of sex, they were making wild monkey love in his 'fortress of solitude' against the same tractor that he could bench press with one arm. It was a dream come true, Clark thought as he groaned in pleasure and sped up his trusts to return to her hot, velvety depths sooner.
Lana returned every thrust he gave her with one of her own. Her lower body was starting to get more and more tense. She had never had a real orgasm before but she could recognize that one was fast approaching. One hand was splayed on his back while the other found its way into his hair, her nails scraping his scalp, having a mind of their own. She didn't even know she had lifted her head from his shoulder until his tongue was in her mouth once more. She could hear herself moaning and making sounds that aren't even known to man yet. She could feel everything he was doing, she felt his hands on her butt, back, thighs, hips, and sides. It was like a blur, all the sensations culminated into one big bang and she went off like a firecracker. She threw her head back and cried out his name as her first orgasm took her in a tempest of muscle contractions. "Oh... Clark!... dontstopdontstopdontstop..." she yammered unintelligably.
There was a moment as nirvana as Clark thrust into her once more and there was flash as white hot pleasure coarsed through his virgin body. He captured her lips was more as he emptied himself into her fiery depths, her strong vaginal muscles working frantically around him, contracting and rippling. He cried her name in reply to hearing his...
And then there was silence. Peacefully, sated, satisfied, sexually and in every other way possible. All that either heard was panting and Lana's little cooes. It was a million minutes later when Lana opened her eyes lazily and found him looking at her in awe. "No, I can't do that again." she breathed. Her body was so exhausted that she didn't know she would be able to walk.
Clark chuckled and kissed her before pulling away and setting her on her feet. She kept her hands on his shoulders for balance and she leaned against him. She breathed in the scent of sex that hung in the air. "I think we mad good use of the tractor. Don't you?" he asked. She nodded against his glistening chest and sighed happily. "Thank you for the present." he said somewhat seductively
She giggled and looked up at him. "It wasn't just for you." she replied devilishly, then let out a pleased moan when his lips captured hers, his tongue entering her mouth to dance with hers. She felt so relaxed, she just melted into him, standing there, stark naked. She couldn't supress a giggled when she felt his erection rising against her belly. She broke the kiss and looked up at him. "You are so insatiable Clark Kent." she accused him letting her hand drop to trail a finger along the length of his member.
Clark groaned in pleasure. "Hey, I'm not the hot little chick who's butt naked." he growled. She giggled then let out a squeak when he picked her up by her hips. Her legs went around his instinctively as he supersped up to his loft.
"How did you do that?" Lana asked in awe, cooing and arching her neck as his lips worked their magic at the juncture where her neck met her shoulder. She heard his mumble something but she never heard him. Her brain immediately shut down when he lowered her to the couch and settled on top of her, between her parted tights.
Lana felt like she was as light as air when he lowered her to the couch. Her mind was in a dreamworld as he kissed a trail from her neck, across her colarbone, then down her chest. She gasped out loud when his wet tongue dragged along her left nipple. The sensations traveled South of the border and soon she was more than ready for round two. She moaned and arched into him, her hands clutching his hair as his lips closed over the pink tip, suckling it gently. Ther must be a law against something that felt this good.
Clark wasn't sure where all this knowledge of sex came from, but suddenly he just knew exactly how to please her and making her come over and over. He swapped breasts, his lips and tongue gave her right nipple the same treatment while his hand kneaded the other. Encouraged by her breathy moans and pants that she was enjoying herself just as much as he was. Shooting her a devilish grin he kissed his way over her flat stomach, dipping her tongue into her belly button on his way south.
She was breathing so hard she thought she was gonna hyperventelate. She looked down and nearly passed out at the sight of his head between her thighs. Then he did it... his tongue shot out and gave her sex and long sinful lick. She reached out and clutched anything she could as his warm, wet tongue explored every part of her pussy. His fingers parted her lips and his tongue delved inside, pressing against her clit before pushing inside her. She cried out in rapture and ground herself into his face, pleading for more. He moved his tongue in and out of her, keeping her on the brink of ecstasy, then replaced his tongue with two fingers and closing his lips over her protuding clitoris.
Lana gripped her hair, her thigh clenching his head. She knew it was almost there. "Please Clark..." she cried out. He sucked a bit harder scraping his teeth slightly and Lana was gone. She threw her head back, her mouth opened in a silent scream as her orgasm took her whole. Her entire body shook as he held her. The pleasure that coursed through her was almost too much, she felt like she was gonna pass out. As the waved crashing over her died down to a minimum she opened her eyes and was met when his loving lusty eyes. "Oh. My. God." she whispered, the deepness of her emotions caused her to whisper what she said.
"Your welcome." he joked, smiling. She giggled, then shifted to straddling him.
"We're not done yet." she purred then attacked his chest. Scaping her nails over his male nipples, and left a trail of wet kissed down his muscled torso. Her hands explored the hardness of his abs as she moved lower until her face was right above his straining erection. She looking up at him with hooded eyes and smiled. "It's my turn." she said softly. Then, wrapping her tiny hang around the base of him, she took him into her mouth. He groaned, his face contorting in pleasure. Boldened by his reaction she took him deeper before pulling back then sinking down again. The skin was so soft but the flesh was so hard. It was amazing. She had never done this before but judging by his obvious enjoyment, she knew she was doing it right.
"Lana." he groaned. "You have to stop." he told her in a labored voice, his face was flushed and he was gritting his teeth as though he were in pain, but it wasn't pain.
Alarmed, Lana stopped, "Why, what's wrong." she asked, worried she had hurt him or done something wrong. She squeaked when he reached out and grabbed her by the waist, hauling her up and kissing her fully on the lips. He flipped then over with ease, managing to stay on the couch, and entered her with on powerful thrust. All thoughts were thrown out the window as they went at it like bunnies, Lana thought the first time was great, but Clark kept getting better and better.
Clark was already on the brink of his orgasm so he reached down and tweaked her clit once, then twice and she joined him in ecstasy. They cried out simultaniously then collapsed against each other. The matress of the couch sank under their unhindered weight. For the first time in his life he felt tired as lifted his head to kiss her, then rolled off her. He reached for the banket that hung over the back of the couch and pulled it over them. He held his lover close, she was still trembling slightly.
"I love you, Clark." she whispered audibly, her voice sleepy and slow.
There was a twinge in Clark's chest at those words. He felt so happy, even though the ring he wore changed his emotions quite a bit, it could never alter when he felt for the wonderful woman lying in his arms. "I love you, Lana." he replied, placing a kiss on her crown before they both feel into a fitful sleep.
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It didn't take a genious that Lana was under the influence of that parasite, so while Lana was still sleeping Clark took her to the hospital. Now as he sat in the car in the hospital room after her operation, he was thinking it wasn't such a good idea.
He examined the ring that was still firmly on his pinky finger. He remembered everything but she wouldn't. Even with this ring he felt saddened that she wouldn't remember all the things they did. "Clark?" came her voice.
"Yeah?" He replied, coming up to her bedside immediately. She looked really drowsy, it was from the anisthetic they used. "How are you feeling." he asked trying not to act like they had just had sex multiple times in his loft just a mere few hours ago.
"I feel like I did mushrooms." she said, pressing a hand to her head. It was hurting a bit, but the thing she couldn't understand is why there was a sore throb between her legs. "I don't remember anything after being in the caves. What happened, how did I get here?" she asked him.
"That parasite thing got to you. I brought you here to get help before you went and killed yourself." he told her. "It's a normal side effect to not remember what happened while you were affected by the parasite." he explained.
She took this in. "What happened. What did I do?" she asked, getting a little worried that she did something embarrassing to him. 'and why am I so sore in my nether regions' she added mentally.
"You attacked Pete, then came and seduced me." he told her. Normally that shyness would keep him from telling her everything, but the ring he wore allowed him to tell her anything she wanted to know.
Lana blushed. "What did I do to seduce you?" she asked slowly. He just grinned secretively. "Clark..." she prodded worriedly. "Tell me."
He just grinned.
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Lana was so frustrated with Clark, he wouldn't tell her anything that she did. He told her that he would tell her everything when she was out of the hospital. Now that she was standing in the loft right beside the couch that her and Clark got busy on and she didn't know yet. "Well, I'm fine now Clark. Tell me what I did or do I have to beat it out of you?" she threatenly lightly.
He chuckled and showed her the ring. "You stole this from Pete. It's made of red meteor rock which has an interesting effect on me. It makes me more... open." he told her. "You put it on me while you were sick with that parsite and we became very open with our emotions and fantasies." he said seductively as he approached her.
Lana was getting more nervous as the back of her legs came in contact with the couch and Clark invaded her personal space. "So we..." she trailed off when his hands skimmed up her thighs, hips and sides to brush the sides of her breasts.
"We got very intimate." he told her, his lips inches from hers. His thumbs brushed over her hardening nipples and he smirked when she gasped. "Want me to show you?" he asked huskily.
She swallowed nervously. "We had sex in your loft.. I mean here?" she asked, it was more of a statement because she knew already from what he was suggesting.
"Yep. I popped your cherry down there against the tractor then we came up here, messed around a bit and had some more fun before we fell asleep." he told her as if it wasn't much of a big deal, like it happened every other day. She started to tremble with arrousal. "What's the matter, baby? Do I make you hot?" he teased her.
"Clark, I..." she was cut off when his lips took hers in a fiery kiss. She moaned as his tongue entered her mouth and rubbed against hers. Her emotions took her and she stood on her tippy toes and deepened the kiss. She didn't remember what happened but she could feel her body's hunger for him. It was the most incredible high.
He lifted her easily from her thighs and she obeyed, wrapped her toned legs firmly around his middle. He growled playfully against her lips as he sat down when her on his lap. His body responded to hers when she ground her crotch against him. He broke the kiss only to pull her shirt over her head then he went back to kissing her.
There was no rational thought as Lana felt her shirt leave her body. It was like Clark had her under his control and there was no way she could escape and she really didn't want to anyway. With nimble fingers she undid the buttons of his flannel shirt then pushed the flaps aside to place her hands on the bare skin of his pecs. She felt a head rush as her body's temperature shot up. She felt his fingers release her bra and pull to away from her body. She knew she had to stop this but she just couldn't, her body's will overpowered her mind.
Clark broke the kiss again and leaned her back, supporting her when his hands on her bare back he sipped at her nipples, grinning when her hands flew to his hair. He just loved the things she did in the throes of passion. While he gave equal treatment to both of her diamond hard nipples, he managed to remove his shirt and toss it aside.
"Clark..." she moaned, how could she have forgotten such a wonderful feeling as this. She found herself cursing mentally when she realized she was wearing tight jeans. But Clark seemed to have no trouble as he undid them with one hand and slipped that same hand inside. "Ooooohhh...." she have moaned half cried out as his fingers came in contact with her moist sex. Was it like this when she was under the control of that worm thing? If it was, she couldn't be mad about it. Feverishly she reached to undo his jeans, fumbling because her hands were shaking and the tingly sensation that was fast spreading to every nook and cranny of her body was distracting.
Eventually Clark pulled away from her nipples and kissed her lips again. He lifted her just enough for both of them to get her pants off then he set her on his lap again. Now there was better access and his fingers began gently rubbing her engorged clit. He grinned when she broke the kiss to moan loudly. He watched her face as his fingers worked on her with masterful skill.
Her hands gripped his shoulders as she felt her womb clench with her orgasm. She tensed and let out a cry of pleasure, then she let her head fall onto his shoulder as she shook violently, her body overflowing with sensation of ecstasy. She felt his hand move away and he held her as she recovered. When she felt she could speak again she lifted her head and looked into his eyes. "What else happened?" she asked, she felt sleepy and relaxed, but there was still something missing.
"I'll show you." he said in a deep, sexy voice. He kissed her again and started to build her pleasure by rocking her hips against his. The desired effect was achieved when she reached between them, obviously going on her instincts, and finished unfastening his pants. He encouraged her by kissing her hotter and more passionately as she reached into his pants.
There was a brief moment of hesitation on Lana's part when her hand touched the hard flesh of his member. But there was no turning back now and she could feel a growing ache in her lower belly that told her what she must do. With a smoothe tug she pulled his erection from his pants. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as she lifted herself higher, he pushed the material of her tiny thong aside, and then she lowered herself onto him, impaling herself on his hardness. Her mouth fell open as his sex rubbed the sensitive walls of her vagina as it entered her, inch by inch. When he was fully seated inside her, she couldn't help but this how perfect he fit and how incredible the sensations were that pulsed through her veins.
Clark's eyes rolled up at the tightness that surrounded him He groaned as her walls rippled in their attempt to accomidate his size. "I love you, Lana." he let slip as she started to ride him, moving slowly. Her slick walls dragging against him as she moving up and down.
Lana was panting as she let her body decide what to do. His penis pumping inside her was more incredible than she could ever remember fantasizing of. She felt a new, more intense, wave of tingles race through her body when she heard those words. There was a word to describe this...Nirvana. Her orgasm hit her hard and she screamed against him shoulder.
Clark joined her as her walls rippled around him. He cried out with her and then held her as they enjoyed the afterglow. Lana caught her breath and her pulse returned to normal, then she lifted her head and realized what just happened. "Hey beautiful." Clark said in a lazy happy voice.
Lana was speechless as she gazed up at him. He was acting the way she always dreamed he would: without the shyness and repressed sexual tension..ness. She knew that the reason was somehow assosiated with the ring he wore. But when her brain told her to hurry and take it off his finger, her body said 'what the hell are you thinking you crazy bitch. this is Clark Kent, literally the man of you dreams! and he's being the most open guy in the world!' She desperately wanted to believe what her body was saying. "Clark...What happened the day of the twisters?" she asked him in a meek voice.
Clark chuckled and rolled off her. Covering them completely with a blanket. He pulled her to rest her head on his chest. "I knew I had to save you so I ran into the twister and got into the truck. I used my body to shield yours." he answered her truthfully.
There was a moment of silence. "How?" she asked, her hand, having a mind of it's own, splayed on his chest and traced randome patterns on it. She waited for his response.
"I have abilities you've never dreamed of." he replied, holding her close. He turned on his side to face her, his hand traveled down her side then around to her back. He pulled her roughly against his naked body, delighting in her gasp of shock and purr of pleasure.
"Really...?" she said, becoming increasingly aware that there was no room for air to pass through them. His mouth was to close to hers, just one simple move forward and his lips were press against hers.
"Yeah." he said huskily. "What another look?" he asked loading on the sexual innuendo. She lifted her gaze from his mouth to his eyes, she could feel her face burning with excitement.
She nodded. He grinned at her and kissed her hard then turned his head to the lamp that sat on one of the many ledges and focused. "What are you doing?" she asked, leaning her head closer, practically begging for another kiss.
"Watch." he replied. She obeyed and looked where he was focusing his eyes. Where there was once no fire, a small flame glowed. He looked back at her and grinned at her look of awe. "Want more?" he asked.
She dragged her eyes away from the lamp and looked back into his eyes. "I want to know all of it." she replied. You really get to know a guy when they've been between your legs... more than a few times.
He got that look in his eye. "Later." he practically purred then kissing her intimately taking his time to feel the fullness of the kiss. He slipped his tongue between her parted lips boldly, not concerned about getting blown off. When she started to really respond to the kiss the rolled on top of her and moved down her body to capture one of her hardened nippled in his mouth.
There was that feeling again. Like liquid boiling in her lower belly. The erotic sensation spread like wild fire, before she knew it was plenty of moisture to have another round. "ooooo... Clark...I think...oh God..." she tried to tell him that they shouldn't do this but her mouth couldn't form the syllables to create the words.
"Don't think, Lana.... Just feel." he whispered against the skin of the valley between her breasts. He grinned when she protested the stop of attention to her sensitive nipples. To satisfy her he slipped a hand down to put pressure on her moist clit while his mouth closed around her neglected nipple.
Just feel... no problem there. All she could do was feel now. With his fingers on her clit and his mouth on her nipple... there was no logic left in her to stop this. She felt his finger at her entrance and bucked her hips involuntarily causing it to enter her. He left her nipple and kissed up to her ear. "You ready, baby?" he whispered.
Lana could only moan in reply. She cooed happily when his lips returned to hers. Her goosepimples got goosepimples when he kissed her, it was so intimate and she felt so much a part of him. His erection started to slide into her, without any resistance now, and had to break the kiss to keep her breath. She swallowed hard and panted when she felt his pelvis rest against hers, he was all the way into her. She opened her eyes and looked into his, her felt her heart clench when she felt the most mind blowing connection.
Clark held her face in his hands, resting his weight on his forearms. He felt her hands on his shoulders, arms, neck and back. Her hands ran through his hair as they just lay there, connected, feeling the gravity between them.
Soon staying still wasn't enough and he began to move. His hard flesh dragging against her sensitive walls as they clung to him. She let her head loll back as they luxuriately in the sensations, welcoming them into herself. His lips brushed her neck, up over her jaw line and to her lips, all the while flexing his hips to move slowly inside her tight, wet channel. Her hips bucked up against his, returning his thrusts with her own.
A fine sheen of sweat appeared on their skin. Her knees lifted more and more until they were up by his shoulders, her ankles locked around his back as the atmosphere became more and more intense and erotic. "Come with me, baby." he whispered to her as he rested his forehead against hers.
Lana felt nervousness creep up on her out of no where. "I..I can't." she murmured. She looked up at him through glazed eyes, he was grinning at her, his eyes were so dark they were almost black. His hand slipped between them and he gave her clit a flick and she went off like a rocket.
Her nails dug into the skin of his back, raking over his skin, but causing him so pain. He experienced a rare moment of nirvana as he came inside of her. Their orgasms washing over them at the same time. Muscles tensed and released as the sexual tension was let go and there was the calm, cloud nine, feeling of afterglow in it's place.
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As the couple slept, the ring that was one his pinky finger, came loose and slipped off. The metal making a small knock as it hit the wooden floor and rolled under the couch, coming to rest behind the back leg, hidden from sight.
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When Clark opened his eyes and looked around he thought it was all a dream, but then he felt the warmth of soft skin of a female lying half on top of him her cheek resting on his chest... not just any female... it was Lana. 'oh god...' She stirred and began to wake up. 'OH GOD!' he exclaimed mentally.
She lifted her head and scooted up so her face was above his. "Morning." she kissed him but he didn't respond. "What's wrong?" she asked her heart jumping into her throat. She couldn't handle rejection now, not now.
"The ring came off." he stated with almost no emotion. He felt so guilty for the way he had acted towards her. Practically molesting her and corrupting her innocence.
Lana searched his face for any indication that he was disgusted with her. She found none but still had her suspisions. She sat up and wrapped the blanket around herself to shield what he had already seen from him. "So what? You don't want me anymore?" she asked, anger rising.
"No. That's not it." Clark said immediately, with no hesitation. "The way I acted-" she cut him off.
"Was the exact way you act in my dreams every night." she finished for him. Clark looked like he had just been slapped, he looked stricten. She shook her head in disbelief and reached for her pants. She was stopped when Clark's hand encircled her upper arm. She looked at his hand on her arm then up at his face. "You can't have to both ways." she repeated what she had told him before.
Clark registered this and made a snap descion on his heart and his gut. "I want it this way." he said then making his point clear by grabbed her by her hips and pulling her onto his lap. He swallowed her gasp as his mouth plundered hers. The switch was flicked on and there was no turning back.
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It was two weeks after the ring came off a disappeared. Clark's parents knew about the ring now and Pete knew about the ring and the extra stuff Clark had censored out when telling his parents. Clark had also come clean about all his abilities to Lana and she had been stunned for a few days then was fine(for that he was extatic about). "So, man, did you find the ring?" Pete asked at school as they walked down the hall toward the lunch room.
"No. I looked high and low and even looked in the walls. I can't find it anywhere." Clark replied. "It's just a cheap thing anyway, I'll pay you back I promise." he told his friend.
"Lana's way ahead of you. She came by my house and apologized until I told her to stop. She gave me the two hundred bucks for the ring. When I refused we compromised on twenty bucks." Pete explained.
Clark nodded his understanding. "I still can't believe the way I acted when that ring was on my finger. I acted like some sex crazy beast." he said looking back at the incident against the tractor. He still blushed at the memory.
"I doubt she was a sweet angel herself, Clark. She seduced you, remember?" Pete said as they entered the open double doors that led into the cafeteria.
He just shrugged, unconsciously looking around for Lana. "I didn't tell you that after the parasite was removed I was the one that was doing the seducing." he confessed.
"And the truth shall set you free." Pete joked. Clark just glared at him. "And speaking of Lana..." he gestured to where she was coming into the cafeteria from outside with one of her cheerleading friends at her side.
Clark smiled at her cuteness as she laughed and talked with her friend. "I'll see you around, Pete." he told his friend before heading towards his girl....his girl... he liked that.
She saw him approaching and her smile shone brighter. "Hey!" she greeted him happily, accepting a kiss. "Clark this is Audrey." They two exchanged greeting.
"See you later, Lana." Audrey said and winked at her before going off to join the pack of cheerleaders making disgusted sounds at the food.
She shook her head at them then turned back to Clark. "So, what are we doing tonight." she asked, putting her arms around his waist.
"Whatever you want to do." he replied.
She grinned.
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At the Loft that night:
"You want do to what?" Clark asked in shock and amazement at what his girlfriend wanted to do.
"I'm serious Clark." she told him. "You said we could do anything I wanted to." she pouted as she stood at him.
"I didn't mean in a public place." he said, still is shock. What was she thinking? Had she lost her mind.
Lana pouted harder and crossed her arms over her chest. "Pretty please. I promise I'll be quiet if you can." she said. When he was silent from getting another shock at her words she uncrossed her arms and stepped closer to him sliding her hands up his flannel clad chest to the nape of his neck. "You know you want to." she stated in her sexiest voice, her tippy toes brought her lips mere centimeters from his.
If Clark had been human he probably would have burst into flames right there. "How would I explain it to my parents if we got caught?" he asked her, feeling himself giving into her feminin wiles.
"Oh but what a way to go." she teased him pulling back just enough to see his whole face. He gave her a look. "Okay okay, don't play out my fantasy. God knows I've participated in many of yours." she only half teased, pulling out of his arms and plopping on the couch in mock hurt and anger.
Clark felt his resolve give. "Okay." he agreed. He couldn't believe he was agreeing to making love in a ultility closet at the school.
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He couldn't believe he actually agreed to this. They were now in the school, having snuck through a window in the cafeteria that Lana had strategically unlocked at school that day. "Are you sure about this, Lana?" he asked her.
"Hell yes. Now lets go." she grabbed his hand and led him into the hallway. She pointed at the door to the utility closet of her choice and Clark reluctantly broke the lock. "Goodie." she whispered and opened the door.
She squealed when Clark grabbed her waist, closet the door behind them and pressed her against it. They both moaned in unison as their tongues molested each other in a frenzy of hormones. He pushed her skirt up and found her panty-less. He broke the kiss and gave her a look. She grinned at him heatedly and reached down to undo his pants.
They were now both sex beasts!
Once his erection was out of his pants they kissed as she wrapped her hand around him and pumped it up and down. He groaned and unbottoned her flimsy blouse, cupping her bare breasts and tweaking her pebbled nipples. His kisses moved to her neck and down to take one tit in his mouth, drawing on to gently, just the way she liked it. "Oooohh.... Clark..." she moaned, the fingers of her free hand in his hair while the other continued to caress his member until it was like velvet over rock.
His lips released her nippled to kiss her hard. He pulled her hand away from his hardness before he burried it inside her in one smooth stroke. She cried out as he filled her, panting as he began to move within her tight channel. Her nails scraped at his back, neck, shoulders, and arms as his penis moved against her sensitive vaginal walls. She was so wet there was so resistance as he made fiery-passionate love to her... in a closet at their school of all places.
Thoughts of being quiet in case there was someone still here were forgotten as their love making became more and more heated as they raced toward fullfillment. His hands caressed her body, up and down before coming up again to cup her full breasts.
Her cried escalated as she teetered on the edge. He broke the kissed to watch her face as one hand reached down and gave her sensitive clit a tiny pinch. She screamed into his shoulder to muffle her cries. She never thought she would feel anything like this, it was so intense, her body trembled violently as her inner muscles squeeze his penis, bringing him over the brink with her.
Lana was still trembling a bit as she lifted her head and looked into his eyes. She smiled at him, "Thank you." she said.
He chuckled breathily and kissed her. If all her fantasies were like this, Clark would be getting laid all over town!
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Fortress of Solitude : on the Hide-A-Bed
Lana moaned loudly as Clark's strong hands worked the muscles of her back. It had been a long day at the Talon and the day's stress was now leaking out of her muscles by the magic of her lover's talented hands and fingers. "Little lower." she instructed, he obeyed and another moan filled the air. She hugged the pillow under her face as a particularly painful muscle knot loosened and ceased its inflamation.
Clark chuckled as he continued to massage away all her tension. She was moaning as though he was making love to her and that couldn't sound good to his parents if they happen to hear. "If my parents hear you, I'm gonna have a tough time explaining why you're moaning like woman being pleasured." He told her as his hands slid on the massage oil up to the nape of her neck then down her spine to the small of her back.
She opened her mouth and let out an "Ooooh." Then smiling she said, "What are you talkin about, this is pleasure." She purred like a kitten being petted for hours. She sensed his hurt before he even spoke. "But don't worry honey, you give me a lot more pleasure when your inside me." She said in a saucy, sexy voice.
He blushed and smiled, wishing he had the red kryptonite ring so he could say something that was sexy and witty. But, as always, there was a loss in his brain for anything to say. He knew he couldn't turn her own with words so he leaned over her prone form and pressed a kiss to the back of her neck. She let out a squeak of surprise but didn't say anything. He continued, trailing a kissed down the length of her spine. He got to about the middle of her back when she turned over. She took a sharp breath in when his lips pressed against her belly button. "Did I find a secret Miss Lang?" He asked in a suave way.
Lana blushed because she remembers now that she was completely naked and he was fully clothed. It was weird. "Maybe." She answered not really hinting on yes or no with her answer. Clark dipped his tongue into her navel and she let out a small cry. He grinned up at her, quite proud of himself. "Okay okay. When guys touch my belly button, it turns me on. Happy now?" she asked, pretending to be mad but failing without honor when she melted into a puddle as soon as his lips contacted her cute little navel once more.
After spending a little bit more time at her navel he kissed his way up while climbing on top of her. She giggled at his wolfish smile as he crawled up her body to stop at her breasts. He reached out and dragged his tongue over her tight nipple while using his hand to stimulate the other. Encouraged by her pants and whispered cries he took the whole nipple into his mouth and laved it roughly with his tongue.
Lana's fingers laced in his dark hair holding him in place for dear life. The rapture that came from such a simple act was mind boggling. He had gotten so good at playing off her emotions and the sounds she made when he touched her like this. He was a fast learner too. When he pulled away, she was about to protest until he took the other nipple into his mouth and gave it the same treatment. Lana's eyes were rolled up under her closed lids as she brought her legs up to lock around his middle. She rocked her hips against his to get that needed friction as her core grew moist with desire for him.
Blindly Lana reached down to undo his pants. She cursed at encountering a belt. Then she moaned in bliss when Clark made up for it flexing his hips, putting pressure on her exposed clit. She had to dig her nails into his back and bite his shoulder to reduce the risk of Mr. and Mrs. Kent hearing them inside the house. When she regained her senses once more she reached between them again and undid the belt before attacking the button and fly.
Clark was slightly amused by her urgency and really turned on by her forwardness. His cock was already hard as steel(no pun intended) and ready for action. He gave each nipple a final kiss before making his way up to capture her lips in a searing kiss.
She responded with equal lust as she finally got his pants undone. Using her toes she pushed the offending denim down his hips. With one hand splayed on his back she reached down and inside his cotton boxers. She moaned as her fingers wrapped around his rampant erection. She pushed his boxers down guiding him into her. She gripped his shoulders with both hands as he flexed his hips and began filling her.
Her tight walls squeezed and rippled as he buried himself to the hilt inside her. His eyes crossed and their kiss broke briefly so they could catch their breath. He watched her face as he rotated his hips. Her eyes grew wide and her mouth opened in an implied scream. "I love you, Lana." He said, his voice heavy and husky and laced generously with sex.
Lana's shivers had shivers as she heard the three important words. Her heart screamed at her to answer him and her mouth opened to obey. "I love you too, baby." She said in a breathy voice. Then her speech was gone as her brain took a vacation to another world. Clark had begun to move inside her, his hard flesh rubbing every important spot, caressing her inside as his hands and body caressed her outside.
Heat flooded up to the brim as he made love to her with the loft window wide open for the world to see. He wanted his shirt off now . . . as if she heard his thoughts she undid the buttons with shaking fingers, then she gave up and just ripped it off him. The passion coursing through her veins intensified as his bare torso touched hers, her hard nipples dragging up and down his chest with their movements.
The delirious passion that was igniting every fiber in her body fueled her every move. Every thrust, every cry, every action was all him. She was so lucky to have a guy that could bring her to this other universe where only lovers could go. She was addicted to his body and would do anything to keep it. With every thrust she grew more and more tense as her muscles prepared for the mind-bending orgasm that he always gave her.
Her legs moved higher, allowing him to go deeper with each thrust, to touch places inside her she never knew where there. He moved his hands under her arms and buried them in her silky hair. He kissed her then, devouring her lips, slipping his tongue into her mouth to duel with hers. His thrusts sped up, returning to her wet channel over and over and over.
Lana came suddenly, her body burst into metaphorical flames as she trembled and cried out. Her vaginal muscles squeezing her lover’s member as she reached her goal. With one deliberate flex of her inner walls and Clark joined she in euphoria.
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Hours later, Clark and Lana snuck into the Kent’s household and up to the bathroom. Martha and
Jonathan were watching an old movie in the living room, they didn't even see the couple go by nor hear the shower turn on.
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Upstairs in the bathroom Clark was once again attacking her mouth with a frenzy of kisses. They
stepped under the spray and had themselves a nice long . . . very long . . . showers.
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Her mind wandered as she sat in class. She hated this class, not because it was boring, but because this was the one class out of four that Clark wasn't in with her. She rolled her eyes as some guy winked at her and licked his lips. She made sure to give him the 'in your dreams' look before looking away.
The sun was warm and beautiful outside and she yearned to spend the day out there with Clark. "Psst..Lana." came a female voice beside her. Lana faced the girl, it was Audrey, she was holding out a piece of note paper.
Lana curiously took it and read it discretely. It said: 'Lana, Clark is a mega hunk you should be with him instead of in here'. Lana smiled and wrote underneath 'tell me about it. I'm dying here and there's still twenty minutes left.' she handed it back to Audrey.
Within a few minutes Lana had the note back and it read: 'just ask to go see the cousellor and go find him, you know you want to'. And she did. It had been a total of one hour since she had last kissed him. She wrote back 'it's lunch break after this class, I can see him then' she passed it back to Audrey.
A knock on the door interupted the class. The teacher answered it with an annoyed huff. Excitement flooded her as she realized it was Clark. 'rescue me from the hell, please' she said to him with her eyes.
"There's an emergency in the newspaper office. We need to borrow Lana for the rest of class." Clark told the teacher, his sincere expression never faultering.
"Can't this wait?" the stubborn ass of a teacher growled back at him. Clark shook his head and explained that it was urgent and they needed all the members of the Torch staff. "Alright. Lana, you're needed in the newspaper office. Take your books I'll see you tomorrow."
Lana thanked the gods and thanked her awesome boyfriend while scooping up her things and meeting Clark in the hall. "Thank you so much." she exclaimed as they walked to her locker.
"Your welcome, baby." he said, waiting until she had her books in her locker and the door closed and locked before he pressed her against it. "I couldn't wait another twenty minutes to do this." he said and showing her just what he wanted to do.
She moaned happily as this lips pressed against hers and hands moved around to pull her tighter against him. Her fingers itched to undo his button down and ravish him right there in the hallway, but it was daylight and they could get caught and suspended. She ended the kiss, panting slightly as she tried to get her body's intense reaction to him in check. "Clark... we can't do this here." she said her voice faint and broken from the emotions and feelings she was attempting to supress.
"I know." he replied, his fingers slipped under her shirt to caress the bare skin at her waist. "I can't wait." he told her, moving in and kissing her deeply.
There was a rush of air on her back and her hair flew forward for a second before her back was pressed against a hard surface with a different texture than the locker. She broke the kiss to look around, they were behind the school, in the so called 'make out spot'. "Clark..." she started to say before he silenced her with another kiss. She moaned and gave in, her fear of getting caught was still there, but she was willing to risk it to have Clark's hands on her for a little while longer.
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"You two are lucky that I'm not calling your parents." the principal scolded. "Never in my life have I caught a couple groping like that behind this school." he lied, glaring at Clark and Lana as they sat in two chairs on the other side of the desk. "Now what have you two got to say for yourselves?" he challenged them.
"We're sorry. It won't happen again, we promise." Clark said, his face still beat red from the humiliation of the principal catching him with his hands up his girlfriend's shirt while she moaned like a banshee.
Lana nodded. "Yes, we're very sorry." she managed to squeak out. Her body was still painfully arroused and she was having trouble keeping her eyes off Clark who was sitting in a chair five feet from hers. What was with teachers and their hatefullness to teenage romance?
"It better not. Now you two have two weeks of afterschool detention. Everyday after school you to talk to the janitor and you clean every classroom upstairs, from desks to windows to carpets and lino floors. You got that?" the evil man told them.
Their shoulders slumped even more at hearing their sentence. "Yes sir." they said at the same time.
"Now out!"
"Yes sir." they said simultaniously and got up their hand clasping instinctively as they moved to the door.
"Ah ah!" the principal warned them.
They sighed and let go of each other hands, leaving the office like two puppies who had just been kicked. "This sucks." Lana grumbled.
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"This sucks." Lana pouted as she used a smelly rag to wipe the desks in study hall. "You and your hormones." she accused him, grumbling.
Clark looked up from mopping the lino flooring. "Me? It wasn't all me. I seem to remember a certain someone participating as well." he accused right now. "It's both our faults." he pointed out.
She just ignored him and sighed. "Wanna make out?" she asked throwing down her rag. She looked over at Clark who was sporting a very amused expression. "What?" she asked her face lighting up with a smile.
"Nothing." he replied, setting the mop against the wall and pulling off the ridiculous yellow gloves he was forced to wear.
Anticipation filling her chest as he moved toward her. "is that a yes." she asked, hoping that he wouldn't answer in words, that he would just kiss her. Her skin was still tingling and she itched to have his hands on her once more. Damn principal.
He just smiled and grabbed her hips, hoisting her up onto onto a nearby counter top. Her lips were the prize and he was more than willing to claim them. He pulled her flush against him and kissed her hard, feeling all the pent up tension from being interupted earlier release.
Lana moaned blissfully as his hands moved over her fully clothed body. Her skin was sensitive enough to his touch that she could almost feel his skin against hers. She wrapped her arms comfortably around his neck and completely gave herself over to him. She felt her shirt start to come up and his hands moved under it to unclasp her bra. The click of her bra coming open snapped her common sense back in place. She broke the kiss. "We're in school." she scolded him reaching back to redo her bra clasp.
Clark stopped her. "Everyone is gone. Besides, I can be quiet if you can." he said in an ultra sexy voice that made Lana puddy in his hands. Her bra remained undone and soon he was back to kissing her with mad passion, inching her shirt up gently.
There was still time to turn back, but she just couldn't make herself stop him again. He was a drug and she was a hopeless addict. Her shirt and bra came off over her head in one tug. He placed the articles of clothing close by in case they were interupted again. She panted as his lips left hers to leave a trail of hot kisses down her neck and to her breasts. Lana leaned back against the wall to give him better access as he sucked one nipple into his mouth, laving it with great care, encouraged by her mewling sounds of pleasure.
He swapped breasts and gave the other one the same ammount of attention as his hand strayed to her belt. It came lose easily and soon her jeans were unfastened and his hand was creeping its way inside. When he couldn't quite get his hand far enough he gripped the sides of her jeans and, aided by her lifting her hips, he slipped them off.
Her face flushed a deeper pink when his lips returned to hers and his hand began its journey south of the border. When his fingers came in contact with her plump, moist flesh a moan erupted from her throat and her fingernails dug into his shoulder through his shirt. She broke the kiss, "Enough foreplay... make love to me." she requested, her fingers making quick work of his jeans and pushing both boxers and jeans down to his knees.
He ripped her thong away and kissed her hard as he guided his hard penis into her dipping channel. They moaned loudly in pleasure as they. As he started to slowly thrust in and out of her they broke the kiss from need of oxygen. "I love you." he managed to say as he sped up his thrusts, nearing climax.
"I love you." she cried as his words pushed her over the edge into the abyss.
[BIG FLASH]
Clark opened his eyes and groaned at the light coming through his bedroom window. "Clark. It's time to get up for school." his mom called from the entrance to his room.
"Okay mom." Clark replied, rubbing his eyes and sitting up in bed. When his mom was gone he got out of bed and dressed. "Some dream." he said as he went downstairs to have breakfast.
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Meanwhile....
Lana woke up and stretched. "Some dream." she said to herself as she got up to get ready for school.
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The End