And Then We Kiss- Smallville fanfic
Title: And Then We Kiss
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Chlark
Spoilers: None... would you believe it?
Disclaimer: If I owned Smallville, Clark and Chloe would have gotten together a freaking long time ago. So, yeah, whatever.
Summary: A single kiss can drive her right over the edge.
Warnings: READ: This is for mature audiences only. To be blunt, it's smutty, people. If you're not into that, then don't read. You have been warned.
And then we kiss
Your love comes alive on my lips
I feel the rush
Coming over me, over me
And when we touch
This moment when everything's still
I close my eyes
And then we kiss
~And Then We Kiss- Britney Spears~
She moaned softly, her eyelashes fluttering. Her head tilted backward on the pillow as her upper half arched toward him. She whimpered helplessly as his mouth just barely touched her breasts, and then she shivered.
He had only been inside her for a few seconds, their bodies had only become one mere moments before, and he was already driving her crazy.
Her small body was already crying out for him, and she wasn't even sure what felt so incredible, him being buried so deeply inside her, or the gentle caresses of his hands and lips. Perhaps it was both.
His lips gently fondled one perky rose-tinted peak, and she cried out, her fingers grasping his thick black curls.
Her entire body felt so sensitive, she wanted to scream.
His hips tilted slightly, and as he moved against her, he sank even deeper into her, and she gasped, trembling.
It was almost unbelievable, but she was already getting close.
One of her hands reached for his, and she slipped her fingers between his, squeezing his hand tightly.
She pulled at his hair with her other hand, trying to get him to raise his head.
He finally did, but instead of kissing her, like she wanted, he slipped his tongue over her lips, teasing her.
She opened her eyes to look at him, pleading with him as he seemed to slide deeper and deeper into her trembling little body.
Her eyes slowly slid from his bright greenish-blue gaze to his full, perfect lips. She wanted them against hers again desperately. It'd been at least five minutes since he'd kissed her, and longing filled her to her very core.
She felt herself drawing so close to release, she could practically taste it. She needed it, and she knew she wouldn't have it until those sweet lips were back on hers.
She squeezed his hand again, moaning softly. "Clark... Oh, God, Clark.. please... kiss me. Please." Her voice was hoarse, and barely existent.
His thumb swept over her bottom lip as he stared into her eyes, and then his hand reached up to brush a stray strand of her blonde hair out of her face.
She was about to open her mouth to beg him again, but his lips slammed down on hers before she had a chance.
She yelped into his mouth, her thighs beginning to quiver, and as he deepened their kiss, he moved his hips against hers one last time. Her entire body shook violently, her free hand gripping the sheets beside them.
He groaned into her mouth, and she trembled again, moaning back at him.
His mouth broke from hers, his head falling to rest against her chest, and she sighed, still feeling a few tremors coursing through her body.
She let go of his hand, both of her hands moving to gently stroke his hair. She kissed the top of his head, and as she lay there, she couldn't help but be amazed.
He was the only living being she'd ever even heard of that was able to make a woman lose all control with just a single kiss.
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Chlark
Spoilers: None... would you believe it?
Disclaimer: If I owned Smallville, Clark and Chloe would have gotten together a freaking long time ago. So, yeah, whatever.
Summary: A single kiss can drive her right over the edge.
Warnings: READ: This is for mature audiences only. To be blunt, it's smutty, people. If you're not into that, then don't read. You have been warned.
And then we kiss
Your love comes alive on my lips
I feel the rush
Coming over me, over me
And when we touch
This moment when everything's still
I close my eyes
And then we kiss
~And Then We Kiss- Britney Spears~
She moaned softly, her eyelashes fluttering. Her head tilted backward on the pillow as her upper half arched toward him. She whimpered helplessly as his mouth just barely touched her breasts, and then she shivered.
He had only been inside her for a few seconds, their bodies had only become one mere moments before, and he was already driving her crazy.
Her small body was already crying out for him, and she wasn't even sure what felt so incredible, him being buried so deeply inside her, or the gentle caresses of his hands and lips. Perhaps it was both.
His lips gently fondled one perky rose-tinted peak, and she cried out, her fingers grasping his thick black curls.
Her entire body felt so sensitive, she wanted to scream.
His hips tilted slightly, and as he moved against her, he sank even deeper into her, and she gasped, trembling.
It was almost unbelievable, but she was already getting close.
One of her hands reached for his, and she slipped her fingers between his, squeezing his hand tightly.
She pulled at his hair with her other hand, trying to get him to raise his head.
He finally did, but instead of kissing her, like she wanted, he slipped his tongue over her lips, teasing her.
She opened her eyes to look at him, pleading with him as he seemed to slide deeper and deeper into her trembling little body.
Her eyes slowly slid from his bright greenish-blue gaze to his full, perfect lips. She wanted them against hers again desperately. It'd been at least five minutes since he'd kissed her, and longing filled her to her very core.
She felt herself drawing so close to release, she could practically taste it. She needed it, and she knew she wouldn't have it until those sweet lips were back on hers.
She squeezed his hand again, moaning softly. "Clark... Oh, God, Clark.. please... kiss me. Please." Her voice was hoarse, and barely existent.
His thumb swept over her bottom lip as he stared into her eyes, and then his hand reached up to brush a stray strand of her blonde hair out of her face.
She was about to open her mouth to beg him again, but his lips slammed down on hers before she had a chance.
She yelped into his mouth, her thighs beginning to quiver, and as he deepened their kiss, he moved his hips against hers one last time. Her entire body shook violently, her free hand gripping the sheets beside them.
He groaned into her mouth, and she trembled again, moaning back at him.
His mouth broke from hers, his head falling to rest against her chest, and she sighed, still feeling a few tremors coursing through her body.
She let go of his hand, both of her hands moving to gently stroke his hair. She kissed the top of his head, and as she lay there, she couldn't help but be amazed.
He was the only living being she'd ever even heard of that was able to make a woman lose all control with just a single kiss.