"Consequence-Free"

A Story by CoolNick44

Clark and Chloe were fixing the hole in the barn door. Chloe wiped the sweat off her forehead. "This is definitely not the way I thought we'd be spending Saturday evening. Doing woodwork outside in the middle of the hottest Smallville summer on record."

Clark looked up from working. "I know. I'm really sorry. This new 'ability' certainly came at the worst possible time."

She smiled and rubbed his shoulder. "Clark, I'm not complaining. You know I love you. Hell, I'd build the whole damn barn again if it would help."

Clark kissed her. "You're too good for me."

She blushed. "Says the guy with powers far beyond those of mortal men."

"You mean 'says the guy who has no idea how to control said powers.' My god Chloe, I'm afraid of even looking at you for fear I'll give you sixth degree burns."

Chloe continued working. "I'll tell you what. When we finish this door, and by the way I respect your ability to do chores on a farm a hell of a lot more now, we'll get some rest. Then first thing tomorrow morning we'll try to help you get a handle on this new development."

"Sounds good," Clark sighed. "Make sure to sleep lightly in case I set the house on fire in the middle of the night."

Chloe laughed. After they finished the door, thanks in no small part to Clark's super speed, they went into the Kent house to go to bed. Clark approached his bedroom door, and looked at her hesitantly. "You can have the bed and I could sleep on the floor if you want..."

Chloe smiled. "I'm pretty sure the fire eyes thing is activated through lust. I don't see anything wrong with sleeping together in the actual sleeping sense."

Clark nodded his head. "You're probably right. I just can't think straight with all this going on."

Chloe went over to a dresser drawer. "Mind if I borrow one of your T-shirts?"

Clark went into the other room to change into his night clothes and came back to see Chloe in bed wearing his Smallville Crows T-shirt. He slipped under the sheets. "Sorry our perfect weekend isn't going according to plan."

Chloe snuggled up next to him, resting her head in the crook of his neck. "Clark, I'm about to go to sleep in the arms of the man of my dreams. I wouldn't have it any other way."

The next morning:

Clark's eyes opened slowly to the sight of Chloe in his arms. It was a sight he wished he could wake up to more often. She was snoring, and even that was beautiful. "Good morning", he whispered. She opened her eyes as well and hugged him. "Morning. You make a great pillow, Clark." They laughed, and then dressed to go downstairs for breakfast.

When they were done eating, Clark looked at her awkwardly. "So how exactly do you want to go about 'getting a handle' on this new ability of mine?"

"Well, the goal is obviously for you to control the power so that it doesn't randomly happen during sex. I figure the way to do that is to focus it on something. The hard part is, what kind of target can we make."

Clark thought a minute. "I could whip up a make-shift scarecrow."

"That would work."

Soon enough they were standing outside, looking at the scarecrow Clark had made. "Not bad for such short notice."

Chloe smirked. "You're a real artist. Now, can you just will the heat to come?"

"Hopefully I won't set the farm ablaze." Clark adopted a look of intense concentration. After a few seconds he stopped. "I don't feel anything."

"Hmm. Maybe it's only triggered by arousal. I could do something about that."

"Chloe, it might be too dangerous."

Chloe grinned. "Don't worry. No physical contact yet. Just some... verbal stimulation."

Clark looked at her with slight confusion on his face. "Verbal?"

Chloe leaned close and looked at him seductively. "Clark," she whispered in his ear in a husky tone. "I want to take you into the barn right now and fuck you. I'll ride you so hard until we're both screaming in ecstasy. Do you like that Clark?"

Her words had the intended effect. Suddenly beams of heat came from his eyes and set the scarecrow on fire. Chloe kissed him on the cheek. "That's step one." She got a bucket of water and threw it on the scarecrow, putting it out. "Now, let's try something more specific." She grabbed a bunch of stones off the ground. "It'll be like shooting clay pigeons. Try to fire a small, concentrated burst of heat at each one." She tossed one in the air, and he aimed his eyes toward it. He fired, but missed.

Chloe smiled. "It's alright. We have time to perfect it. Here goes another one." She threw it up in the air, and he fired. This time it was a hit. It landed on the ground, melted. Chloe clapped. "Good! Let's try a couple more to be sure you've mastered it. Remember it's all about control."

Soon they had melted about fifteen stones. Chloe walked over to him. "Now the most important part. Learning to control the trigger."

Clark knew that would be difficult. "I liked melting stones better."

Chloe laughed. "Okay, now try to control it, no matter what I say or how... excited you are."

Clark gritted his teeth and nodded. "Give me your best shot."

Chloe whispered in his ear again. "Clark, I want to go down on you, and suck you so that you'll cum all over me." She saw that he had started sweating, but so far nothing. She pressed further. "I want you to put your big hard cock in me, and thrust in and out until I scream your name."

Clark felt like he couldn't hold it back for too long, but he kept fighting it. Eventually he won. The heat passed from him. Well, the heat vision heat at least.

"Looks like you did it, Clark."

Clark smiled. "It was tough, but it didn't get to me."

"Now don't go and wound a girl's pride. I did top-notch work there. Plus, my labors weren't entirely fruitless." She pointed down to his erection straining against his jeans.

Clark laughed slightly. "That I can handle. A hard-on won't set you on fire."

Chloe tugged at his shirt. "It depends on what you mean by fire." She stopped. "Do you want to wait a little bit to see if it's really under control?"

Clark grinned. "I feel fine. In fact, I feel more than fine."

Chloe kissed him passionately. "Have I ever told you how amazing you are?"

"About as many times as I've tried to correct you. You're the amazing one, Chloe."

They went into the barn and shed their clothes. He laid down on the blanket, still there from last night, and she straddled his hips. "Time to make those scenarios I told you about a reality." She guided him inside her pussy, and started riding him. Just like she predicted, it ended with screams of pleasure and fierce orgasms.

Next chapter we'll head into the rest of "Heat" with the introduction of Lex Luthor's suspicious new fiance. Hope to see you there! Please review or feel free to PM me in the meantime. :)