Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Straight Into My Heart, Chapter 4

Clark/Chloe
Season 7, MHE to "Persona"
Rating: Adult. If you're under eighteen, please go elsewhere now.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to the CW and DC Comics, not to me.
Read Chapter 3 here.
Read the story from the beginning here.

Chloe made a little noise, a faint whimper deep in her throat, and Clark froze.

"You okay?" he whispered.

"I'm fine." Her fingers curled into his hips, clutching him. "Go on."

"But..." Sweat beaded on his forehead, but somehow he managed to keep himself still. "I don't want to hurt you, Chlo."

"You're not hurting me. Trust me."

"I've always known I could hurt a woman, and the last thing I'd want to do is--"

"Clark." Her fingers dug into the muscles of his ass with increasing desperation. "Please. Stop talking."

"I just want to make absolutely certain that--"

"Oh, God." She threw back her head and spoke irritably to the ceiling. "For crying out loud, Clark, I'm fine. Except for the fact that I'm about to die of sexual frustration. Other than that, everything is just peachy."

The primitive, animal part of him clamored for him to move, to thrust, to make love to her. But the more intelligent part of his brain-- what was left of it-- was still worried about hurting her, no matter how many times she reassured him. He gritted his teeth, gathered all his self-control, and thrust into her very, very gently.

Even that was almost enough to send him over the edge. His self-control frayed even further, and he ground his teeth harder and froze again. She'd clenched her eyes shut at his movement, but now she opened them and glared at him.

"What exactly are you doing?"

"Making... love... to... you," he said through his teeth.

"Making love involves moving, Clark."

"I moved."

"Once! Moving once is not making love!"

"I'm trying to keep it slow..."

"There's slow," she said, sounding genuinely irritated, "and then there's making love like a snail."

"Uh..." He thought about that. "Do snails make love?"

"Please. Clark. You are killing me here."

"That's exactly what I'm worried about," he said under his breath.

"Clark." Her annoyed expression softened. She lifted her hands, wrapped her arms around his neck, and gazed into his eyes. "You won't hurt me. I know you won't. I trust you, okay?"

He lowered his head, bumping her nose with his gently. "I wish I trusted me."

"It'll be okay," she whispered, and gently kissed him.

Just like the last time, the kiss started out soft and chaste, but it grew rapidly in intensity. Her lips parted, and he let his tongue thrust into her mouth in a sexual rhythm, the way he longed to thrust into her hot depths.

Her body strained against his, and he could smell the fragrance of her arousal, and the vanilla scent of her perfume. Suddenly he couldn't hold himself back any more, couldn't keep still another instant.

His body began to move in hers, tentatively at first, then with more assurance. And then he was thrusting into her in a steady, confident rhythm, as they moaned into each other's mouths.

Her hands caressed him everywhere, and he reveled in it. After a month of being locked away in ice, a month of no human contact, a month of missing her terribly, making love to her this way was beyond ecstasy. It was the fulfillment of everything he'd longed for, everything he'd dreamed of over the past month.

Little whimpers rose from her throat, and her inner muscles began to quiver and pulse around him, driving him to a faster pace. He began moving harder, so hard he was half afraid he might hurt her.

But he couldn't stop, because something powerful and wild was gathering inside him, something that was totally beyond his ability to control.

Being out of control was what he most feared, and he struggled to stop his violent movements, or at least slow them down. But her wet, soft body spasmed around his, squeezing him hard, and he couldn't stop, couldn't regain any sort of control.

He plunged into her, hard and fast, all his muscles trembling. As her body convulsed beneath his, he surrendered, letting himself go. Their voices rose as their bodies moved together, and his cock jerked wildly inside her, spilling his come deep in her body in a long burst of rapture.

Afterward, he collapsed on her, breathing hard. He'd been pretty brutal toward the end, but he didn't seem to have done her any harm, much to his relief. Her hands stroked over his back, sliding up and down his spine in an affectionate, gentle caress, and he sighed with pleasure as warmth and peace suffused him.

He wanted to slide quietly into sleep, but it dawned on him that he was too heavy to sleep on top of her. He rolled over, and she moved, settling her head onto his shoulder. He wrapped both arms around her.

A memory drifted through his head, the memory of lying in his own bed earlier, right next to Lana, and yet a million miles away from her.

He'd never felt as close to Lana as he felt to Chloe right now. Never.

And he suspected Lana felt the same, because otherwise she surely wouldn't have convinced herself that his evil twin was the same guy she'd known for years. She'd apparently fallen for his doppelganger because Clark hadn't been giving her everything she needed, everything she wanted.

But he couldn't give her that. Because he simply wasn't the guy Lana really wanted.

The truth of the matter was that he and Lana just weren't that close. They wanted different things out of life, and no amount of trying to make things work could ever fix that. No matter how much he'd tried to convince himself that he and Lana were meant to be together... they'd just never understood each other the way he and Chloe did. He and Chloe were on the same wavelength somehow.

Somehow, he thought wryly, the last half hour had clarified things in his head in a way an entire month of enforced thinking hadn't. He knew what he wanted now. He knew what he needed.

And it wasn't Lana.

Oblivious to his thoughts, Chloe snuggled up against him warmly. "You better go," she said, her voice blurry and indistinct with drowsiness. "You need to get back."

"No," he said softly. "I'm not going back to her, Chlo."

She lifted her head and blinked at him. "Huh?"

"Tomorrow," he said, "I'm going to ask her to leave the farm."

"Oh." She thought about that for a moment, and he saw guilt in her gold-green eyes. Lana had once been one of her closest friends, but they'd drifted apart lately. Still, he understood where the guilt was coming from. He felt it too.

"It's better this way," he told her. "I just don't feel that way about her, Chlo. And she doesn't feel that way about me, either. We've both been trying to fix our relationship... but the truth is, there's nothing there to fix. Maybe there never was."

She dropped her head back onto his shoulder and cuddled a little closer. "Are you sure?"

He closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of her body against his, the warmth that earlier had seemed to radiate straight into his heart, melting away the remnants of the ice he'd been frozen in. Her arms had felt right around him when she'd hugged him, and they felt right now. He couldn't imagine sleeping next to another woman, ever again.

Chloe was the one who belonged in his arms.

"Yes," he answered, holding her a little more tightly. "I'm sure."

-The End-

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

That was great Elly, i loved the discussion when they were making love , you reflect clark's insecurities very well

i like it a lot

p.s. did i mention that it was HOT, yeah it was HOT :)

YOUR FAN

angelbsb said...

elly that was hot,sweet , loving . i loved the part were clark realized that chloe was the one for him .

svsallivan said...

That was hot, cutie and funny (sex discussion) and so heart warming (chloe is the one for clark).
awesome ;D
thanks

Justine said...

*sigh of contentment* You never dissapoint Elly :D

Anonymous said...

OMG! Elly now this fic my heart filled it with a hope, and sweet warm.I love it!
C♥C 4ever
Orsi

sanaazzy said...

That was beautiful Elly. You're so awesome.

samanthamt said...

Aw, okay. I feel better now. I love your MHE stories! I know it's over... but the Lana-basher in me wants an epilogue where Clark kicks Lana out... and Lana does whatever whiny biatches do... lol. Great work, yet again! xox

amber611 said...

Elly,
Awesome finish, I of course LOVED it!!!!! :) So hilarious in th beginning, I couldn't stop laughing at Chloe's comments and Clark being all paranoid, LOL!!!! :) VERY HOT smut of course, yet very moving and intimate, Beautiful job!!!!! :) LOVED the end, SOOOO Sweet!!!!! :) Amazing job Elly!!!!! :) Keep up the Awesome work, and hope to see more of your "MHE's" in the near future!!!!! :) Thanks for sharing!! :)

Take Care,
Amber :)

Ghani said...

Hi Elly! This was another excellent story of yours!:-) Your writing is exceptional as always, your Chlark is heartwarming and e.g. the dialogue at the beginning of this chapter is wonderfully funny, especially this part had me laughing out loud: "What exactly are you doing?" "Making... love... to... you," he said through his teeth. "Making love involves moving, Clark." "I moved." "Once! Moving once is not making love!" "I'm trying to keep it slow..." "There's slow," she said, sounding genuinely irritated, "and then there's making love like a snail." So beautiful and witty!:-D How I wish we would see something like that on the show, because after what happended recently, I just don't understand Clark still wanting to stay with Lana ...:-( And I didn't mention the adult part of your fic yet! Although I think the actual lovemaking wasn't the true focus of this fic, it was really very hot, emotional and intense. This MHE would be the perfect and logical resolution of the current situation, because IMO Chloe and Clark without a doubt belong together.;-) So thank you very much for writing this MHE to Persona!:-) The episode needed it really badly!;-)

blackheart_me said...

LOL!! Oh god! Clark is so careful with it it really cracks me up that she's very frustrated with him and he's just pushing into her sooo slowly. If she had a power I think she'd beat him senseless right now...after perhaps raping him of course :P. AWW YAY YES WOOT!! Ur ending was soo sweet! And totally what should've happened in the show! If only your scripts were the ones for Smallville ;]. LOVED IT ELLY! A lot. Just what the episode needed to have been more enjoyable =)

Anonymous said...

Elly that was AWESOME!!!!! So damn hot! I love how Clark thought Chloe's too-big t-shirt and rumpled hair was a lot sexier than Lana in her nighties! LOL!!! Glad he finally came to his damn senses, now if only he could do this in the actual show, I would die a happy woman:) Great fic Elly, I am a HUGE fan of yours!!!! Wish you wrote for Smallville!!! Love ya.... on to one of your other brilliant stories!

chloista4ever said...

dear god! that was so intense and beautiful.
You're amazing Elly, never stop writting the chlark.

Anonymous said...

That was so very awesome; how the episode should have ended. This story was so perfect. Thanks for sharing it.
mari2anne

DeeDee said...

Aw, that was wonderful. I couldn't stop laughing when Clark was afraid to move and Chloe was chewing him out, and Clark's comment about the snails...hilarious! And the ending was perfect.

Beautiful work, Elly. Thanks for sharing!

Regards,
Dee.