Title : Road's Runner
Disclaimer : Me no own, You no sue.
Warning : Slash
Note : I'm not sure how this one turned out... REVIEW and let me know.
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Sometimes you wonder how you manage to get yourself in these types of situations whenever you weren't trying. Other times you just laugh and begin to dance from foot to foot.
One of them has a knife. It doesn't bother you. In fact, the only thing that bothers you is the fear that you won't be able to finish them off before the paprazzi arrives.
The other has a gun now. Okay, that changes things a bit. He's demanding your wallet and aiming the gun steadily at your head. Your body freezes and you remember now why you hate Metropolis.
"Hey!" a shout from the mouth of the alley. All three of you turn and your heart jumps into your throat at the pair of two glowing red eyes.
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Sometimes you wonder how you manage to get yourself in these types of situations whenever you weren't trying. Other times you just laugh and let yourself succumb.
His hands are everywhere and you love the challenge Clark Kent presents. You wonder what the tabloids would say if they knew about this.
The fire crackles and snaps in silent laughter at the two of you. You wonder how long it will last. This thing you share with Clark -- someone who was so normal. Well, normal if one didn't mind the whole flying and fiery laser eyes. There was just something incredibly thrilling about knowing that if you bit down too hard, your teeth would crack.
"Hey!" a surprised cry escapes his lips as you take him all in your mouth, grinning as you feel his body shudder and tremble beneath your fingertips. And for right now, you are the most powerful man in the universe.
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