N/B I have being doing a creative writing course, I don't think my writing has changed much in this but hopefully you will see some improvement over time lol.

Chapter Seven

Oliver was slammed against the hard wall as soon as they got into their quarters. An animalistic growl came from deep within Clark's chest.

A wave of possessiveness surged through his body he could still see the way Brennan looked at HIS Oliver.

"Mine." Clark roared, picking up the blonde billionaire easily in his arms and carrying him across to the bed and dropped him onto it.

Oliver blinked and there they were, both of them naked. Clark was standing at the foot of the bed panting. His muscular chest heaving with each breath he took.

Oliver had never seen anything as magnificent as the glorious sight before him. Clark Kent like this became the top natural wonder of this world, or any other considering his origins.

"Clark." Oliver sighed as his eyes wandered over the very masculine body in front of him.

Clark liked the way Oliver looked at him but now he wanted his friends hands on him. The young Kryptonian moved across the bed to lay next to the other man. "Mine." He whispered again, it seemed the only word he knew as he stroked his hand down Oliver's muscles until it wrapped around his weeping cock.

Oliver fell back onto the bed unable to watch Clark's hand wrapped around him as he pumped. "God Clark."

Oliver opened his eyes ever so slightly and the feral look on Clark's face almost made him come there and then but it wasn't enough. He wanted Clark in him to feel the power behind that amazing body as it owned him.

Clark slowly slid his finger in-between Oliver's legs. "Oliver?" He questioned the need to make sure that he didn't hurt his mate stopped the urge to bury himself deep within that very attractive body that was laid on the bed like a banquet.

"Lube, open me up slowly with you fingers until I am loose and then push in slowly." Oliver managed to gasp out. Every nerve he had was focused on Clark's hand that encircled his aching cock.

Clark flipped the lid on the lube tube and squeezed the liquid onto his fingers. He nudged Oliver's legs apart and pushed them up to his soon to be lovers chest. Oliver gripped hold of his legs and held them open for Clark.

Clark grinned and slowly circled the small whole with a finger watching as Oliver's body tried to find his finger. With an small motion he pushed it in and then out. Doing it continuously until it was smooth, he then added a second. He frowned for a moment and looked down at his erection. He didn't want to hurt Oliver so he had an third, scissoring them opening the whole more and more.

"Oliver." Clark whispered as he watched his friend push down onto the reporter's fingers fucking himself over and over on those talented digits.

"In me now." Oliver ordered.

Clark slicked up his throbbing shaft and took a deep breath. Taking hold of himself he moved forward and pushed into the wonderful tight heat. It felt like being home. This was the way it was supposed to be.

Little by little he kept pushing. Clark watched as sweat covered Oliver's arched body. Keeping one hand firmly on the slender him, the other he slid up the sheen covered body and then back down to the cock that was hard and heavy. Slowly he began to pump it.

Clark pulled back and pushed back in doing this slowly over and over again until he moved easily in out. Pulling out again he slammed back in hard. The two men groaned in unison. They both knew that this was not going to last. Oliver had wanted this for far too long and Clark hadn't known it could be like this, that this was how it was supposed to be.

Oliver was his for as long as they both lived. He released Oliver's cock and watched as Oliver took hold of it himself and started to pump faster and faster. His mouth open as he tried to catch a breath.

Clark took hold of Oliver's other hip and held him tightly and slammed hard into the pliant body. Oliver arched of the bed, his body accepting it all and wanting more.

He pounded harder and harder. He through his head back, veins showing on his neck with the effort of the oncoming release.

"OLIVER!" He screamed as his thrust became erratic and harder. His cock pulsed as he came.

Oliver didn't care he knew he was going to suffer tomorrow but he had waited so long for this and nothing was going to stop him. He moved his body in time matching each thrust. The tingling ran down his spine, he knew he was about to come.

"CLARK" Oliver yelled as Clark continued to thrust inside of him, still hard.

They both slowed down breathing heavily as Clark pushed in one more time and collapsed on the sweaty body beneath him.

"Oliver, I never knew." Clark gasped out as he pulled out and rolled to the side.

Oliver winced as he turned to look at the man he loved. Clark paled as he saw the movement. "It's ever been like that before for me either."

"I hurt you." Clark's green eyes were wide with worry.

Oliver reached out and stroked Clark's cheek. "Sitting down is going to be difficult tomorrow but no you didn't hurt me. You couldn't Clark."

Clark could stop the masculine grin that appeared on his face at the thought of seeing all their faces tomorrow as Oliver moved around slowly. All of them knowing what they had been doing, If the noise they made hadn't been enough.

Clark moved forward and kissed Oliver gently on the mouth.

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John growled as he pumped hard into Brennan.

Brennan tried to get more comfortable but his hands being tied tightly made that impossible, He winced at each painful thrust. John was very angry at Clark leaving with Oliver. They had walked past Oliver and Clark's room and the banging of the bed made John even angrier. This was the start of punishment that he couldn't give to the blonde billionaire or his young lover.

Brennan but his lip as the whip hit his back with another brutal thrust.

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Lex sat outside the room listening to Clark and Oliver he still hoped that they weren't together.

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Lana stared down at her body and smiled. Clark had always wanted her, she couldn't lose him. She was going to give him what he had always wanted. That would show Oliver that he was only a substitute for her and a poor one at that.

TBC