SLEEPING BEAUTY
It was another busy night for Superman, but all Clark Kent wanted to do is return to the apartment he shares with his beloved wife. After he deposited the purse-snatcher at the police station, he finally takes off for home. He slows down as he approaches the balcony of their Metropolis apartment.
He makes a soft landing and stands there for a moment inhaling the fresh evening air into his lungs; his eyes closed while his cape sways gently in the breeze. While he's standing there, his ears pick up a sound coming from inside the apartment. He smiles because he would recognize that sound from anywhere in the world.
His wife's heartbeat.
He opens the balcony doors and steps inside, then closes them behind him. He walks through the silent apartment and doesn't stop until he reaches the closed door of their bedroom. His hand reaches for the doorknob and slowly turns it - then as quietly as he could, he opens the door and walks through the doorway. After he's closed the door, he stands there gazing at the sleeping form of his wife.
He removes his costume and carefully hangs it in the back of the closet; placing the boots on the floor directly beneath it. Once he's fully unclothed, he walks around to his side of the bed and carefully climbs on top; the springs creaking ever so slightly. He freezes for a moment at the sound, but her soft breathing indicates that she's still asleep.
He lies down on his side behind her and props himself up on one elbow. His hand gently caresses the back of her head while his other one rests on her upper thigh. She stirs ever so slightly at his touch, but remains in the same position. Feeling bolder, the hand on her hip begins to glide back and forth; the fingers barely grazing her soft, bare skin.
He loves it when she sleeps au naturalle - even when they're not making love, she still prefers to sleep that way. Just holding her in his arms; feeling her soft skin against his own with her head resting on his chest.
It makes him feel...warm.
It makes him feel...safe.
It makes him feel...comforted.
He was home.
He gazes down at her neck and lowers his head to press his lips to it. A soft sigh escapes from her as his lips continue moving downward to the juncture between her neck and shoulder blade. He hears another sigh as he gently nips at her collarbone.
She turns her head slightly and peers up at him through her partially opened eyes. He smiles down at her. "Hi, my Sleeping Beauty," he whispers in a soft and seductive voice.
"Does that make you my Prince Charming?" she murmurs sleepily as she turns around to face him; her hand resting on his chest.
"Of course," his hand moving from her thigh to her lower back. He pulls her closer until her erect nipples press against his bare chest.
"Is someone getting a little frisky?" her eyes now fully open.
"Maybe," he replies in a teasing tone while his hands cup and caress her backside. "Could someone else be getting frisky too?" he whispers when her hand moves down his chest and beyond.
"Maybe," echoing his words of a few seconds before.
He gazes lovingly into her eyes and gently lowers her down until she's on her back, then lays on top of her. They softly kiss while their hands are busy caressing each other's bodies. Her legs wrap around his strong, muscular thighs while his arms wrap around her back.
He always wants to make sure that every single inch of her body is paid equal attention; from her full, rounded breasts to her slender and petite feet. He doesn't know why, but for some reason her toes fascinate him. He loves to pay particular attention to them. He first massages her feet; starting with her heels and working his way up to the ball of her feet.
He loves to take her toes into his mouth and gently suck on them one at a time. He knows she loves it because her foot always tenses up when he swirls his tongue around each toe. Once he's pleasured all of them, he proceeds to kiss his way up her long, silky smooth legs until he reaches his favorite part.
Little Lanie.
She loves it when Little Lanie gets special attention; especially when Clark Jr. is the one giving said attention. She especially loves the way Clark Jr. feels inside her when he's aroused. He loves her so completely that he has ruined her for any other man. She really doesn't mind it though because he is her Prince Charming after all...
...but she's no Sleeping Beauty.
THE END
