Clois Kink-A-Thon!!!!!!!
So, friends, I've been thinking... well really, I think I was chatting about this with folks on Twitter a few months ago and now it's caught hold of my mind like a fever dream: A Clois Kink-A-Thon.
Does this exist already? Whatever. Now it will, I hope.
I haven't even seen all of "Ambush" yet but the one full sequence I have seen left an... um... ( Read more... )
Does this exist already? Whatever. Now it will, I hope.
I haven't even seen all of "Ambush" yet but the one full sequence I have seen left an... um... ( Read more... )
Title:Reprecussions
Kink:AU,rimming
Reprecussions
Lois paced in the little hallway that lead towards the back of the house. Biting her finger nails as she waited for Oliver to leave. Guilt swimming in her belly.
She was going to end it. She couldn’t keep doing this to Oliver. He deserved better he was a decent guy but he didn’t set her blood on fire with a mere glance.
Damn Clark Luthor. She was through with him done. Her head jerked up as she heard the door in the other room shut and she could hear his footsteps striding purposely towards her. She squared her shoulders she could do this.
She watched as Clark opened the door his eyes roaming over her body she watched as his eyes darkened as they lingered over her breasts hidden beneath her shirt. Her nipples puckered in response her body once again readying itself for him.
“I’m done Clark, t-this has to end.” She hated that her voice caught. She wanted to show the same indifference he did but she couldn’t help the slight tremor.
“Done?” He let out a low laugh.
“We’re done when I say we’re done now I’d advise you to get on upstairs like a good little girl because we are far from done yet.” His voice full of dark promise.
She could feel herself moisten at the erotic images his words produced.
Shaking her head she stormed up to him raising her hand intending to slap the insolent smirk from his handsome face.
But he was to quick he grabbed her wrist and pushed her back up against the wall grabbing her other hand and holding them high above her head. His face inches from hers.
“You’ll never be rid of me Lois.” He kissed the corner of her mouth.
“I’ll decide when this is over.” He ran his lips ever so lightly over hers.
“I can smell how much you want me.” He thrust his hips against her.
“You smell so good Lois, I just want to bury my mouth in you taste you, feel you come on my tongue.” He kissed her fully his tongue sweeping out demanding entrance.
She groaned in defeat her mouth opening like a dew hungry flower. Clark loosened his grip on her wrists his hands finding the edge of her skirt pulling it up to bunch around her hips.
Feeling the cool air hit her she ripped her mouth away from his. Trying to gain some semblance of control.
“Oh my god.” She breathed as he kissed his way down her neck, biting her lightly on the corded muscle.
Suddenly he spun her around her face pushed up against the cold wall. He sank to his knees rubbing his hands over the firm globes of her ass. Kneading and rubbing her. He leaned up and ran his tongue along the seam of her pussy. Causing Lois to slam her hands against the wall, whimpering loudly as she pushed herself on his face. He slowly licked at her with his tongue tasting her essence.
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