Title: Wetness: A Smutty Clois Drabble
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Clark/Lois
Summary: Clark gets to Lois' wetness.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I whish I did though.
Authors Note: This is my first published drabble and smut for that matter, so I appreciate your honesty.
His hands roam her sides until they find her waist. They reside there, anchored. Her hands move slowly caressing the softness of his shoulders, around his neck to the back of his head. His fingers digging deeper on the cream of her skin. Her fingers intertwining with the black of his hair.
Clark's mouth travels eagerly from the valley of her breast to the firmness her abdomen, leaving soft wet kisses along the way. Lois moans quietly at his touch, trying to conceal the turmoil of sensations he is opening inside her. He reacts moaning himself against the smooth, warm skin.
He stops at her navel, so perfectly shaped. She trembles in anticipation, closing her eyes tightly. Clark kisses around it tenderly, and then continues his journey downward moving little by little, blazing in desire at the sight of her lower belly. Lois is burning inside and out as well, beads of sweat start forming on her delicate skin. Her hips are so beautifully formed. Clark thinks, igniting a bit more the already scorching fire within his middle, while his face approaches that secret place.
Clark slides his mouth, transferring the dampness from lips throughout the curves of her side. Lois arches her back; her thighs open just the perfect amount, inviting him in. So, he takes a step forward toward her wetness. His tongue plays keenly yet gently with her inner lips, sending jolts of pleasure through her entire body. Lois shivers in pure bliss.
He needs more of her. She needs more of him. Clark can't resist just tipping on the outside; consequently his tongue makes its way in and enters her hot and humid core. Lois moans once again, this time forcefully, taking her hands out of his hair and grabbing the silky sheets beneath her.
One of his hands abandons her waist and aids pleasuring the outmost part of her delight center, touching and circling almost without compassion, but in completely welcoming yearning. The other one tightens his hold to her waist, burying his fingers deeper into her, moaning louder abutting her moisture. She whimpers in sync to his movements, utterly lost in fervor and desire for him. He can only groan in satisfaction, yet making him crave her even more.
Lois' insides are about to explode to the skill of his touch. Clark responds applying more pressure and passion to his doing, until she bursts out in wetness all for him to savor. Licking slowly at first, but then sucking ardently in desire, he takes in her sweet nectar. She gasps, letting out the breath she didn't even knew she was holding. He sighs stridently in content, easing his body over hers.
She releases the sheets and her quivering fingers stroke kindly his face. Her body lays shaky, hot and exhausted in fulfillment. He softens his grip on her waist and embraces the tenderness of her sides. His manhood is very soon hot and hard enough to get to what is coming next…
Author Notes: I should make the sequel, right? ;D