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anybody wanted to sue me, I don't have any money soooo that is completely
pointless. WB owns all of em.
"God Clark, you can be so dense sometimes!"
The simple statement that Chloe Sullivan had stated got lost into the crisp Kansas night.
"What are you talking about Chloe, I don't understand," Clark Kent said in his whiny voice which usually meant that the simple situation or joke had surpassed his brain. No matter how tough his body was, his mental skills weren't quite as fully developed.
Up in her best bud's loft, laying next to him on the hay and looking at the still night stars, Chloe really couldn't have cared less that Clark hadn't gotten one of her infamous references to pop culture. After graduation, the two teens had finally let go of their inhibitions and Clark of his drool inducing crush on Lana and had finally gotten together. After eighteen years of Chloe having to hide her thoughts and feelings towards the brown-haired hazel eyed boy, she was finally content because he had the same feelings towards her too. Expressing her gratitude of Clark's tries she cuddled a little bit closer to her new boyfriend.
Pointing up at one of the stars, Chloe said, "Hey dumbie, maybe that's the place where you came from."
Looking up, Clark noticed that the spunky blonde was pointing at a bright green shining star that seemed more luminous than all the others. Letting out an uncomfortable half grunt half laugh he said, "Maybe Chloe, but with me coming from there, hell knows where you come from!"
"Haha, that was so funny I forgot to laugh."
"Oh and I assume that you expect you sixth grade comments are going to hurt my feelings?"
"No, and that was the whole point. I don't want to hurt you if I could rather do this."
Leaning over and tilting her head back, Chloe lightly brushed her lips against Clark's in a comfy kiss. Pulling back, Clark looked at the little sparkle in the sprite-like girl's eyes and pulled her up against him. He let his tongue lightly caress the outlines of her lips and the crack between her lips. Getting into the passion, Chloe wrapped one leg around Clark's waist. She would have gone farther but they were already lying down and Clark's parents were just 20 feet away.
However, when Clark stuck his tongue into her mouth and he ran it over the roof of her mouth, tingles shot up and down her spine and she totally forgot about the way-too-trusting parents nearby. Intertwining their tongues and getting into the kiss, Chloe traced the insides of Clark's lips. She could taste Clark. The unique tangy yet sweet taste of Clark always threw Chloe for a loop.
"Sorry to spoil this session of extreme teenage hormones and the reason why I really should not allow you two to actually have "sleepovers" together, may I remind you that it is 12:30 and if you're going to make that college application party tomorrow at Lex's mansion, you won't have any energy?" The motherly voice of Martha Kent floated over the two bodies lying in the hay and they jumped up suddenly.
"I swear mom, nothing was happening."
"Yeah, I'm sure, but next time if you are going to try and get away with that, make sure that Chloe's hair isn't messed up and Clark, you look way too happy to just be looking at the stars. Next time it is going to be your father who catches you and you know that he won't be as easy on you as I am."
The memory of him and Lana sitting at the kitchen table with his father teaching both Lana and him how to put condoms on with the help of a banana was a brisk reminder why his mom was always right.
"Sorry Mrs. Kent, we really weren't thinking."
"It is okay Chloe, what isn't okay is that you are calling me Mrs. Kent. I think that is the first time in eighteen years that you have called me that."
"Yes Martha, but this is also the first time in eighteen years that you have caught me making out with your son."
'True, true."
Chloe turned her devilish look on Clark to see that he was blushing from his forehead to his neck. Maybe even lower she thought. However, that inference was no visibly confirmable since everything was hidden behind his typical flannel shirt and blue jeans.
"Bye Clark, see you and Lex tomorrow at seven! And bye Martha thanks for catching us before we had to be even later with the famous Jonathon Kent Two Hour Sex Talk!"
As she left she left, Chloe gave Clark a little pat on the shoulder and Clark was left alone with his glaring mom.
"God Clark, you can be so dense sometimes!"
The simple statement that Chloe Sullivan had stated got lost into the crisp Kansas night.
"What are you talking about Chloe, I don't understand," Clark Kent said in his whiny voice which usually meant that the simple situation or joke had surpassed his brain. No matter how tough his body was, his mental skills weren't quite as fully developed.
Up in her best bud's loft, laying next to him on the hay and looking at the still night stars, Chloe really couldn't have cared less that Clark hadn't gotten one of her infamous references to pop culture. After graduation, the two teens had finally let go of their inhibitions and Clark of his drool inducing crush on Lana and had finally gotten together. After eighteen years of Chloe having to hide her thoughts and feelings towards the brown-haired hazel eyed boy, she was finally content because he had the same feelings towards her too. Expressing her gratitude of Clark's tries she cuddled a little bit closer to her new boyfriend.
Pointing up at one of the stars, Chloe said, "Hey dumbie, maybe that's the place where you came from."
Looking up, Clark noticed that the spunky blonde was pointing at a bright green shining star that seemed more luminous than all the others. Letting out an uncomfortable half grunt half laugh he said, "Maybe Chloe, but with me coming from there, hell knows where you come from!"
"Haha, that was so funny I forgot to laugh."
"Oh and I assume that you expect you sixth grade comments are going to hurt my feelings?"
"No, and that was the whole point. I don't want to hurt you if I could rather do this."
Leaning over and tilting her head back, Chloe lightly brushed her lips against Clark's in a comfy kiss. Pulling back, Clark looked at the little sparkle in the sprite-like girl's eyes and pulled her up against him. He let his tongue lightly caress the outlines of her lips and the crack between her lips. Getting into the passion, Chloe wrapped one leg around Clark's waist. She would have gone farther but they were already lying down and Clark's parents were just 20 feet away.
However, when Clark stuck his tongue into her mouth and he ran it over the roof of her mouth, tingles shot up and down her spine and she totally forgot about the way-too-trusting parents nearby. Intertwining their tongues and getting into the kiss, Chloe traced the insides of Clark's lips. She could taste Clark. The unique tangy yet sweet taste of Clark always threw Chloe for a loop.
"Sorry to spoil this session of extreme teenage hormones and the reason why I really should not allow you two to actually have "sleepovers" together, may I remind you that it is 12:30 and if you're going to make that college application party tomorrow at Lex's mansion, you won't have any energy?" The motherly voice of Martha Kent floated over the two bodies lying in the hay and they jumped up suddenly.
"I swear mom, nothing was happening."
"Yeah, I'm sure, but next time if you are going to try and get away with that, make sure that Chloe's hair isn't messed up and Clark, you look way too happy to just be looking at the stars. Next time it is going to be your father who catches you and you know that he won't be as easy on you as I am."
The memory of him and Lana sitting at the kitchen table with his father teaching both Lana and him how to put condoms on with the help of a banana was a brisk reminder why his mom was always right.
"Sorry Mrs. Kent, we really weren't thinking."
"It is okay Chloe, what isn't okay is that you are calling me Mrs. Kent. I think that is the first time in eighteen years that you have called me that."
"Yes Martha, but this is also the first time in eighteen years that you have caught me making out with your son."
'True, true."
Chloe turned her devilish look on Clark to see that he was blushing from his forehead to his neck. Maybe even lower she thought. However, that inference was no visibly confirmable since everything was hidden behind his typical flannel shirt and blue jeans.
"Bye Clark, see you and Lex tomorrow at seven! And bye Martha thanks for catching us before we had to be even later with the famous Jonathon Kent Two Hour Sex Talk!"
As she left she left, Chloe gave Clark a little pat on the shoulder and Clark was left alone with his glaring mom.
