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...
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Lois felt her deep, panting breaths seize in her chest for a second time as her body locked up, the white noise roaring back, blinding Lois to everything but Clark and the pleasure. Coming down from the high, easily slipping into the afterglow made Lois feel utterly exhausted. Her eyes fluttering open then closed again as Clark pressed gentle kisses against her lips. Lois responded, the light, little pecks of their lips meeting again and again made Lois’ heart swell for him.
Every single one of Lois senses still enveloped by Clark and only Clark, sensed his body pressed along her, his erection hard and hot against her stomach.
Even with her arms feeling like lead, Lois reached for him, mumbling against his lips,
“Condom?”
Clark hummed against her mouth, reaching his own hand down to remove hers.
“No” he said, taking his cock in hand,” I wasn’t lying before.” His breath hitched, “I don’t think I’d last.”
Lois just nodded and shifted to get a better look at Clark touching himself. She felt Clark chuckle again and shift his own weight up; resting on his elbow, lifting himself above her as his hand practically flew on his cock. Lois was fascinated as she watched, feeling Clark’s heavy pants and hitching breaths above her as he watched her, watching him. His skin was shiny slick with pre-come and her own wetness from his hand. The head was dark and angry looking as it dribbled pre-come out. Unable to resist, Lois reach out and swiped her thumb over the slit, down to press at that little spot just under the head.
The noise Clark made was more of a growl than anything else and Lois just watched, feeling flushed and satisfied at Clark’s movements became erratic just as thick ropes of come spurted out of his cock and onto her. Clark’s release coated her stomach, as well as his hand, dripping onto her as wave after wave came. Tearing her eyes away from the thick whiteness slicked over her, Lois captured Clark in another hot and filthy kiss, curling her tongue around Clark’s as she felt stripe after stripe of come fall onto her skin.
Easing the kiss in a gentler direction, Lois eased Clark down from his orgasm the way he had for her. Lois felt his supporting elbow shake slightly and, just to be helpful of course, Lois flung out her own elbow into his, forcing him to collapse onto her with a groan as his release smeared from Lois’ body to his.
Gathering his strength, Clark rolled off of Lois, to settle at her side as she giggled at their despicable state. Lois sighed contentedly and snuggled into Clark’s side.
“Don’t get too comfortable.” Clark warned, his voice low and rough, “We’re going to have to shower.” He said this while swiping a hand over the come spread across his stomach, which was already becoming tacky.
“It’ll keep.” Lois murmured sleepily, completely unconcerned. Clark just made a face at her before speeding to the bathroom and returning with a warm, damp washcloth. Lois batted ineffectually at him as he cleaned them both up, tossing the rag aside and cuddling back into bed.
“Better?” Lois asked with one sleepy eye open.
“Much.” Clark answered affirmatively with a soft smile.
“Good.” Lois stated half asleep, drifting off as the last thing she was aware of was Clark kissing her forehead goodnight.
Fin.
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Oh...myy....that was just plain FILTHY!! Clark not letting Lois come...oh my gawd the dirty talk! And then Clark was all like...I'm not gonna last...and Lois watches while....sweet mother of jesus...and then she gets them both all messy with...gah
I LOVE YOU. I need a cold shower now. :D
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I'm glad you liked it.
It was actually pretty fun to write.
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Glad you like it!
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