Sunday, September 13, 2009

Triad, Chapter 1

Season 9
Rating: Adult. If you're under eighteen, please go elsewhere now.
Warning: This one is offbeat and pretty raunchy, full of dirty!wrong!sex. Don't say I didn't warn you.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to the CW and DC Comics, not to me.
Based on a prompt by ellashy: A Kaloe fic would be awesome...have him find a way to escape clark's body, cause he's sick of clark...and kidnap chloe.
Also based on the Chlark 24/7 prompt, "Body swap."

Trisexual, Book 1

Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4

So you see what we can do
If we try something new - if you're crazy too
I don't really see, why can't we go on as three

-"Triad," Crosby, Stills and Nash

I'm getting out of here.

It's boring in here. Boring as hell. All the farmboy does is work, work, work. Farm work, newspaper work, and his so-called superhero work. And then for fun, he sits down and watches ten-year-old reruns of The X-Files.

Jesus Christ, I gotta get out. One more fucking day of riding around in his body, and I'm going to go nuts. A guy can only take so much of this Boy Scout, holier-than-thou crap before he explodes.

Fortunately... I have a plan.


"What's this?"

Standing in her best friend's living room, Chloe Sullivan smiled, a little hesitantly, at the gleaming piece of jewelry he offered her. Clark Kent grinned back at her.

"I saw it," he said, "and I thought of you."

"Well, that's very sweet, Clark." She picked up the pendant, a silver dragon on a long silver chain, and admired it. A tiny ruby gleamed from the dragon's eye, and a mist-colored rock she couldn't identify was clutched in its talons. "It's beautiful. Thank you. But it's not my birthday or anything..."

"I just thought you'd like it." He took it in his hands-- it looked absurdly fragile in his big paws, she thought-- and carefully draped it around her neck, then fastened the clasp.

"Thanks," she said softly, holding the pendant in her hand. "I love it."

"I'm glad," he said, and his hand closed over hers, very briefly.

And then--

And then--


Ah, that's better.

Okay, so the body is a little hard to get used to. I mean, all these curves.

Shit. Check out these curves, will ya? Check 'em out!

Wow. I can hardly wait to get to some quiet place and... no, no. Hell, no. I'm going to go out to some bars now that I'm free of the Boy Scout.

I'm gonna get laid, baby!

About fucking time.



He heard the word come out of his own mouth, in a slightly higher pitch than usual. What was strange was that his brain hadn't given the order for his mouth to speak. It was like someone else had moved his mouth.

It was the weirdest damn thing he'd ever felt.

"Uh..." he said. "Um, what the hell?"

"Clark?" The other voice-- which was still coming out of his own mouth-- was beginning to sound distinctly panicky. "Clark, what on earth is going on?"

"Um..." He looked down at Chloe, who was still standing in front of him, looking him over with a very odd expression. "Chloe? Something really strange is happening to me..."

"God, you're stupid." Chloe's familiar voice sounded bored, almost contemptuous. "You've always been stupid. I'm so fucking glad I'm out of your head."

He blinked at the venom in her voice. There was a cold, almost cruel note in her tone that was not at all like Chloe.

"Who are you?" His voice again, higher-pitched and coming out of his mouth without his conscious volition.

"Ah, the smart one." The not-Chloe laughed, a brittle sound that made Clark think of icicles. "Who do you think I am?"

"I don't know," the higher voice said-- and this time Clark made a conscious effort to control his mouth, but couldn't. The words just kept coming. "But you've got my body, and I want it back."

"What??! Your body?" he sputtered. "Chloe? Are you telling me that-- that--"

"That I'm in your body," his own mouth answered. "Obviously. Who did you think I was, the Easter Bunny?"

He blinked at the not-Chloe, boggling at the cold scorn in her eyes. Whoever that was, it wasn't Chloe.

Chloe was in his head.

Read Chapter 2 here.


DeeDee said...

Oh, my ZOD! Talk about a three-way! :-O

This has the makings a potentially freaky, naughty awesome shagfest! :-P

I can't wait for the next chapter. Please post it soon!

inked said...

Chlark in one corner, an angry and suppressed Kal in the other, OH BOY! :D The possibilities are so glorious. Need more!

AV said...

My brain is exploding.... Excuse me while I attempt a reboot...