Title: Gabe's Nightmare

Ratings: M

Pairing: The episode Transference but with a twist: ClarkLionel and Chloe.

A/N: I'm trying something new with this fic, so please bear with me: The Chlionel will be revealed.

Chapter 1

Gabe had received an alarming phone call from Martha Kent that she couldn't find Clark and did he know where Chloe was. Gabe had assumed that Chloe was at school but when he called her cell phone, it went straight to voice mail.

He drove by the school parking lot but her car wasn't there, so he called Martha to let her know that he was headed towards The Talon.

A crowd was gathered around one of the couches against the wall in the back of the coffee shop. He could hear some of the people whispering but mostly there was an awed silence. Several students were taking pictures and one boy had a video camera, but Gabe didn't pay any attention.

He shouldered his way through the crowd, only catching glimpses of who was drawing such a attention. He could see that Clark Kent was sitting on the couch and he didn't appear to have any clothes on. There was a woman sitting on his lap, but Gabe couldn't quite see who it was.

The crowd thinned slightly at the side so he cut through and was finally given an unobstructed view of the couple. He saw that clothes were strewn over the floor, and Gabe recognized Clark's familiar jeans and flannel top, and he also saw a red bra hanging on the back of a chair, and a red top and black pants.

Unbidden, the thought popped into Gabe's mind: Chloe had been wearing a red top when she went to school that morning, but he pushed the thought away.

Clark had his large hands on the woman's small waist, and Gabe could see three things right off the bat: the woman was blonde, curvy and only thing she had on was an anklet with red stones covering it.

He tried to ignore the pair's nudity, but his eyes, as well as the rest of the male patrons, were on the blonde woman straddling Clark's hips.

She had black streaks in her hair, and beautiful full breasts that swayed appealingly with her every movement, but he found himself drawn to the hypnotic rocking of her hips and ass. She was swaying slightly over Clark's cock, her mouth licking and sucking on Clark's neck, allowing Gabe only to see a side view of the woman's pretty face.

She seemed familiar somehow.

Clark was grinning wickedly, slowly thrusting up into the blonde, when she started twisting her hips faster, seeking better leverage, and that was when Gabe couldn't block out the whispers of the gathered crowd. "Who knew Sullivan had such a hot body?"

In that moment the world seemed to stop as two things happened: Clark glanced up and nodded at Gabe, and Chloe gave a cheeky wave, "Hi Dad."

Gabe mechanically dialed Martha's number and didn't bother to say hello when she picked up after the first ring. "They're hear."

Martha must have already known that something wasn't right because all she replied was, "We're on our way."

Gabe didn't say good-bye; he just closed the phone because he was too busy trying not to gape when Chloe rose to her knees and Clark's hands moved to Chloe's hips as he pushed her slowly down onto him.

He tried not to listen as her gasp turned into a pleasured moan, or that she shuddered as Clark slid the thick length of him fully inside her.

His daughter didn't even appear to notice she had an audience, she was so consumed with arching her hips up to get Clark's cock deeper inside her.

Chloe bit at her lower lip as his large hands skimmed up her body to cup her breasts, as she lowered her head down for a kiss.

Clark rolled her over unto her back and Chloe practically purred in delight at the change of penetration as he lifted her ankleted leg over his one shoulder and she wrapped her other leg around his hip, pulling him in deeper inside her.

He could feet her inner muscles begin to quiver along his shaft as he moved, rocking into her. His mouth nuzzled her cheek, then slid to her neck until he finally started sucking at the salty skin as her moans filled his ears and her hands gripped his ass to pull him in harder.

She eagerly lifted her hips up to meet his, matching him stroke for stroke, and Gabe tried to block out all the sounds around him, especially his daughter's breathy moans, but he could still hear her and Clark's grunting.

He could also still hear a couple of whispered comments from the gathered crowd. "I had no idea that Clark Kent was so big." one girl said in awe. "Or that Chloe Sullivan was that stacked or that flexible," another boy chimed in.

Somehow the pair entwined on the couch managed to ignore all of the gawkers. Clark wanted her to come again so he fingered her clitoris, pinching and rubbing it and making her bounce her hips up to meet his and cry out mindlessly as she shuddered and clung to him as another orgasm swept over her.

"Oh...yes Chloe," Clark groaned, thrusting into her faster, harder, at her passionate response to him. The clenching of her muscles around his cock were enough to bring him his own release and he growled and shook, his come spurting into her.

"Oh Miss Sullivan, it keeps getting better every time we fuck."

Gabe started in surprise. What did Clark just call his daughter?