Uninvited (An Unfortunate Slight) - Bizarroe - Chlark - NC-17 - 14/??
hmm, anyone actually remember this one?
Title: Uninvited (An Unfortunate Slight)
Author: ivorykiss
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: angst, violence and dark graphic sexual situations
Pairing: Bizarroe, Chlark
Spoilers: Phantom, Bizarro
Disclaimers: I don’t own them, that makes me sad. The title and moodlets of this little piece are from Alanis Morissette’s Uninvited.
A/N: Comments, critiques are always welcome. The awesome banner was generous gifty from the lovely and talented mssullivan!!
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Uninvited (An Unfortunate Slight)
Part Fourteen
this is not allowed
Clark ran; fury and fear fueled his headlong rush as he let instinct choose his direction.
His mind raced faster than his physical body and her name was a frantic mantra in his mind.
Clark felt like screaming.
As much as he tried to deny it, J’onn was right.
He did want Chloe. Wanted her so badly he ached with it night after night. Wanted to feel her shudder in his arms, wanted to feel those promising zings sparking across his skin from just her lightest touch…
Clark growled as the continents slipped by in a blur.
What kind of fucking test was this? Was there supposed to be some kind of lesson in what he was without love?
Then he heard her.
Heard the terror in her voice as she screamed his name, sobbed his name over and over and Clark focused on the rapid beating of her heart that suddenly became an all encompassing rhythm that compelled his feet to leave the ground.
Clark vaulted into the sky, flying, a blur of blue and red soaring over treetops, then the ocean until a small island grew larger in his sight.
He landed and his feet barely hit the uneven stone ledge before he was through the entrance of the cave.
Time seemed to slow around him as the sight and sounds and smells laid out before him threatened to overwhelm him.
The smell of sex saturated the air and Chloe, oh god, Chloe was naked and struggling underneath that twisted thief doppelganger of his, pushing at his naked body and sobbing Clark’s name.
Clark saw red as rage filled him.
“NO!” Clark screamed as he launched at them; he grabbed Bizarro by the neck and the cave shook with the force of the impact of their bodies colliding with solid rock.
Clark ignored the weird humming that was steadily increasing in volume and the sudden vertigo that caused his vision to blur crazily and growled out as he squeezed his un-twin’s neck.
“Chloe is mine!”
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