Title: Us
Author: take phat (smallobeed@hotmail.com)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Who'd be dumb enough to think I own them? PS No offence to people who think I do.
Spoilers: tiny itty bit of 'Kinetic', but this is just to be sure
Pairing: Chloe/Whitney
Archive: Yes please, just tell me where it's going :- )
Genre: romance
Summary: Us. How can two people be so different but be so similar? Chloe/Whitney, a pair of walking contradictions.
Author's notes: Nothing really to say 'cept enjoy!
"Can we talk to my friends first?" Chloe whispered in his ear "Yours are so- "
Chloe was interrupted by a group of three jocks who surrounded them and held out there hands for Whitney to slap.
"Hey Whit, how are you doing man?" the red head asked, shaking Whitney's free hand.
"Great" Whitney replied
"Heard about your scholarship, man that's gotta suck" Whitney bit the inside of his cheek and nodded tightly, they looked at Chloe and grinned in appreciation.
"Yowza, who's the babe, Fordman?" Whitney looked at Chloe, she decided not to open her mouth just yet. "Heard about Lana too, but nice replacement" they were checking her out obviously, Chloe managed not to blush but met their confident stares with her own.
"This is Chloe, Chloe this is James, Sam, and Will"
"We have met before" Chloe said smilingly, giving them a little wave. They all looked confused and she gave a false laugh "remember? You trashed my newspaper office" she giggled "oh, I suppose you've forgotten, considering you didn't get in any trouble for it" All their eyes widened
"You're Chloe Sullivan?" they gave Whitney a questioning look and he shrugged and turned to Chloe, giving her a look of pure adoration.
"We just started talking on Friday, I asked her out on Saturday, and well..." he trailed off and kissed her gently on the forehead, she sighed a breathy sigh and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"that's right, and he's the sweetest guy in the world" she gave him a chaste kiss on his lips and they shared a grin.
"riiiiight" Sam said, backing away and motioning for the others to follow. They did eagerly "we'll be seeing you later, right Whit?"
"sure, see you later" they left and Chloe had to hold in a laugh, he stifled one also.
"I have to admit, that was fun" they resumed their original position with no awkwardness and continued to walk. She used her hand to bring his hip up to hers so they were touching generously. Chloe didn't notice she did this but Whitney did and began imagining a cold bath with frogs in it again.
"Chloe hey hoh um Chloe?" Pete jumped in front of them and Chloe managed to keep her expression neutral.
"Hi Pete" she greeted, slipping her hand in the back pocket of Whitney's jeans.
"errr, Chlo? Did you forget half your clothes or what?" Pete asked uncertainly, Chloe laughed
"No Pete, I tried these on this morning and I really liked them" Chloe lied
"and you have to admit, she looks hot in them" he looked down at her affectionately, giving her an eskimo kiss in the process.
"what? Have I stepped into an alternate reality?" Pete's forehead creased.
"Me and Whitney are together" chloe explained, unable to tear her gaze away from Whitney's. Pete cleared his throat and grabbed her arm, dragging her away from him.
"Excuse me a moment" Pete said hastily
"I miss you already" she whispered, blowing him a kiss.
"what is going on?" he said in an angry yet hushed tone
"Whitney" she sighed "Isn't he great?" she waved to him and he waved back, flashing his most gorgeous smile. Pete snatched her hand away and turned her to face him, not letting go.
"Chloe, don't do this" he said pleadingly, she was genuinely bewildered
"Do what?"
"is this because of Clark? Don't try-"
"what makes you think it's because of Clark?" she was angry now "My whole life does not revolve around Clark"
"so, why are you doing it?"
"Listen, I like Whitney, he's sexy, he's nice, he's funny, and he pays attention to me!"
"you can't be serious" Pete sneered "you don't even know him!"
Chloe grew from angry to furious "I know him more than you, and what I do know I really like"
"you're only doing this to spite Clark, you can't stand the guy"
"Oh really?" she put her hand on her hips
"really"
"You wanna bet?" she snapped, almost sprinting towards Whitney.
He looked confused for a moment, but that was before Chloe launched herself on him and began kissing him fiercely. I took him awhile but he responded eagerly, he wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her close to him. Her tongue went straight in, and before Whitney could think, their tongues were writhing around together slowly. She moaned and pushed him against the metal lockers, her fingers disappearing in his hair, she tugged on it almost painfully, revelling in how silky it was. Chloe broke away first, their faces were so close she could feel his hot breath caressing her nose. His eyes were half closed his fingers were still holding clumps of Chloe's shirt in them, she untangled herself and he did also, somewhat reluctantly.
"Sorry" she whispered, resting her forehead against his "had to prove a point to Pete"
"Anytime" he whispered back, not bothering to remind her that her fingers were still in his hair "anytime"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Today went well, don't you think?" Chloe asked, returning with their two cups of coffee. Whitney nodded in agreement.
"too bad we didn't run into Clark and Lana, though" he said, taking it from her and sipping it gingerly, she copied his actions and licked her lips.
"well, the day is still young"
"yeah, and your still wearing those clothes" she laughed
"They're beginning to grow on me"
"that's worrying" she shrugged and took another mouthful. They finished their lattes in silence. Chloe wouldn't have taken him as a latte person, he seemed more like a straight black coffee person. Simple. Straight out. Nothing more than what it was. No added milk, foam, or sugar. But, he had surprised her once again.
She rose "want another one?"
"Sure" he looked through the window and panicked
"Chloe!" he hissed, she turned around.
"What?"
"shhhh!"
"Why are you shooshing me?" she asked, lowering her voice to a whisper
"Clark and Lana! They're outside!"
"are they coming in?" she looked out but he grabbed her wrist, pulling her down.
"yes!" he grew frantic now, and his mood was contagious.
"What should I do? What should I do?" she was dancing from foot to foot, scared but also excited.
"Go. Stay. No, go. Stay. Wait-"
She moved with each of his commands, but she grew impatient.
"Make up your mind already, they're coming in!" He was indecisive for a moment, but he turned conflicting eyes to hers.
"Come here!" he grabbed her hand and pulled her so she now sat on his lap, he quickly entwined his fingers among her fingers and put his free arm around her waist. She caught on quickly and wrapped her arms around his neck, and they put their smiles on as they did earlier this morning.
"Lovey-dovey" he whispered, she nodded.
"are they inside yet?" she asked, but she acted like she said something a little more suggestive.
"Yeah, they're looking over here" he touched her cheek with his forefinger and she smiled shyly before planting a soft kiss on his lips.
"good" he wasn't aware she was talking any more, what he was very aware of was the fact that she was sitting...right there. Right on that part of his jeans, in that short skirt. God, he could feel himself throbbing underneath her, she didn't realise so he just pretended to smile at what she was saying. He gritted his teeth to stop moaning when she shifted positions, her skirt riding up a little more.
"Hey Chloe, Whitney" Clark greeted, his nice tone rather forced.
"Oh, Clark" Chloe smiled "didn't see you there"
"Um, what's going on?" Clark asked uncertainly, Chloe bit Whitney's nose softly and Clark winced.
"we're going out, didn't you know?" Chloe said sweetly, Whitney massage her bare back under her shirt, he was barely concentrating so he didn't realise. Clark clenched and unclenched his fists.
"no, you failed to mention it" he bit out, not liking the sight in front of him one iota.
"she's sorry, we're still a little shocked at it ourselves" Whitney laughed, Chloe joined in.
"nice joke guys, give it up" Clark snorted, they both pretended to look confused.
"It's not a joke, is it honey?" she gushed, pressing her mouth against his so it crushed his lips. He took advantage of this by slipping his tongue between her lips. She moved until it was more than he could bare then she settled for her legs either side of him, her skirt going up even higher. She, once again, tangled her fingers in his hair, unable to get enough of it in her fists. His hands ran up her sides and almost reached her breasts then Clark cleared his throat, interrupting the couple. She didn't move from her position but turned around slightly, she grinned at him but found he was now joined by Lana, who stood beside him with her mouth agape.
"hi, Lana" Whitney and Chloe chorused cheerfully, Chloe absently toyed with a tuft of Whitney's hair as she said this.
"Hello" Lana said stiffly "when did this..."
"Friday" they said together.
"I'm happy for you" she said insincerely "We're happy for you, aren't we Clark?"
"sure" he snapped angrily, storming out. Lana was on his tail and as soon as they exited, Chloe and Whitney burst out laughing.
"Now that was even more fun" Chloe chortled, realising now that she was still holding a piece of his hair and let go of it quickly.
"It was" he admitted "did you see how jealous they were? We'll have them back in no time" She slapped him a high five and climbed off him, already forming stage two of their plan in her mind.
OK, does anyone known what stage two should be? I have a faint idea, but I could use some help. Reviews wanted.
Author: take phat (smallobeed@hotmail.com)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Who'd be dumb enough to think I own them? PS No offence to people who think I do.
Spoilers: tiny itty bit of 'Kinetic', but this is just to be sure
Pairing: Chloe/Whitney
Archive: Yes please, just tell me where it's going :- )
Genre: romance
Summary: Us. How can two people be so different but be so similar? Chloe/Whitney, a pair of walking contradictions.
Author's notes: Nothing really to say 'cept enjoy!
"Can we talk to my friends first?" Chloe whispered in his ear "Yours are so- "
Chloe was interrupted by a group of three jocks who surrounded them and held out there hands for Whitney to slap.
"Hey Whit, how are you doing man?" the red head asked, shaking Whitney's free hand.
"Great" Whitney replied
"Heard about your scholarship, man that's gotta suck" Whitney bit the inside of his cheek and nodded tightly, they looked at Chloe and grinned in appreciation.
"Yowza, who's the babe, Fordman?" Whitney looked at Chloe, she decided not to open her mouth just yet. "Heard about Lana too, but nice replacement" they were checking her out obviously, Chloe managed not to blush but met their confident stares with her own.
"This is Chloe, Chloe this is James, Sam, and Will"
"We have met before" Chloe said smilingly, giving them a little wave. They all looked confused and she gave a false laugh "remember? You trashed my newspaper office" she giggled "oh, I suppose you've forgotten, considering you didn't get in any trouble for it" All their eyes widened
"You're Chloe Sullivan?" they gave Whitney a questioning look and he shrugged and turned to Chloe, giving her a look of pure adoration.
"We just started talking on Friday, I asked her out on Saturday, and well..." he trailed off and kissed her gently on the forehead, she sighed a breathy sigh and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"that's right, and he's the sweetest guy in the world" she gave him a chaste kiss on his lips and they shared a grin.
"riiiiight" Sam said, backing away and motioning for the others to follow. They did eagerly "we'll be seeing you later, right Whit?"
"sure, see you later" they left and Chloe had to hold in a laugh, he stifled one also.
"I have to admit, that was fun" they resumed their original position with no awkwardness and continued to walk. She used her hand to bring his hip up to hers so they were touching generously. Chloe didn't notice she did this but Whitney did and began imagining a cold bath with frogs in it again.
"Chloe hey hoh um Chloe?" Pete jumped in front of them and Chloe managed to keep her expression neutral.
"Hi Pete" she greeted, slipping her hand in the back pocket of Whitney's jeans.
"errr, Chlo? Did you forget half your clothes or what?" Pete asked uncertainly, Chloe laughed
"No Pete, I tried these on this morning and I really liked them" Chloe lied
"and you have to admit, she looks hot in them" he looked down at her affectionately, giving her an eskimo kiss in the process.
"what? Have I stepped into an alternate reality?" Pete's forehead creased.
"Me and Whitney are together" chloe explained, unable to tear her gaze away from Whitney's. Pete cleared his throat and grabbed her arm, dragging her away from him.
"Excuse me a moment" Pete said hastily
"I miss you already" she whispered, blowing him a kiss.
"what is going on?" he said in an angry yet hushed tone
"Whitney" she sighed "Isn't he great?" she waved to him and he waved back, flashing his most gorgeous smile. Pete snatched her hand away and turned her to face him, not letting go.
"Chloe, don't do this" he said pleadingly, she was genuinely bewildered
"Do what?"
"is this because of Clark? Don't try-"
"what makes you think it's because of Clark?" she was angry now "My whole life does not revolve around Clark"
"so, why are you doing it?"
"Listen, I like Whitney, he's sexy, he's nice, he's funny, and he pays attention to me!"
"you can't be serious" Pete sneered "you don't even know him!"
Chloe grew from angry to furious "I know him more than you, and what I do know I really like"
"you're only doing this to spite Clark, you can't stand the guy"
"Oh really?" she put her hand on her hips
"really"
"You wanna bet?" she snapped, almost sprinting towards Whitney.
He looked confused for a moment, but that was before Chloe launched herself on him and began kissing him fiercely. I took him awhile but he responded eagerly, he wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her close to him. Her tongue went straight in, and before Whitney could think, their tongues were writhing around together slowly. She moaned and pushed him against the metal lockers, her fingers disappearing in his hair, she tugged on it almost painfully, revelling in how silky it was. Chloe broke away first, their faces were so close she could feel his hot breath caressing her nose. His eyes were half closed his fingers were still holding clumps of Chloe's shirt in them, she untangled herself and he did also, somewhat reluctantly.
"Sorry" she whispered, resting her forehead against his "had to prove a point to Pete"
"Anytime" he whispered back, not bothering to remind her that her fingers were still in his hair "anytime"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Today went well, don't you think?" Chloe asked, returning with their two cups of coffee. Whitney nodded in agreement.
"too bad we didn't run into Clark and Lana, though" he said, taking it from her and sipping it gingerly, she copied his actions and licked her lips.
"well, the day is still young"
"yeah, and your still wearing those clothes" she laughed
"They're beginning to grow on me"
"that's worrying" she shrugged and took another mouthful. They finished their lattes in silence. Chloe wouldn't have taken him as a latte person, he seemed more like a straight black coffee person. Simple. Straight out. Nothing more than what it was. No added milk, foam, or sugar. But, he had surprised her once again.
She rose "want another one?"
"Sure" he looked through the window and panicked
"Chloe!" he hissed, she turned around.
"What?"
"shhhh!"
"Why are you shooshing me?" she asked, lowering her voice to a whisper
"Clark and Lana! They're outside!"
"are they coming in?" she looked out but he grabbed her wrist, pulling her down.
"yes!" he grew frantic now, and his mood was contagious.
"What should I do? What should I do?" she was dancing from foot to foot, scared but also excited.
"Go. Stay. No, go. Stay. Wait-"
She moved with each of his commands, but she grew impatient.
"Make up your mind already, they're coming in!" He was indecisive for a moment, but he turned conflicting eyes to hers.
"Come here!" he grabbed her hand and pulled her so she now sat on his lap, he quickly entwined his fingers among her fingers and put his free arm around her waist. She caught on quickly and wrapped her arms around his neck, and they put their smiles on as they did earlier this morning.
"Lovey-dovey" he whispered, she nodded.
"are they inside yet?" she asked, but she acted like she said something a little more suggestive.
"Yeah, they're looking over here" he touched her cheek with his forefinger and she smiled shyly before planting a soft kiss on his lips.
"good" he wasn't aware she was talking any more, what he was very aware of was the fact that she was sitting...right there. Right on that part of his jeans, in that short skirt. God, he could feel himself throbbing underneath her, she didn't realise so he just pretended to smile at what she was saying. He gritted his teeth to stop moaning when she shifted positions, her skirt riding up a little more.
"Hey Chloe, Whitney" Clark greeted, his nice tone rather forced.
"Oh, Clark" Chloe smiled "didn't see you there"
"Um, what's going on?" Clark asked uncertainly, Chloe bit Whitney's nose softly and Clark winced.
"we're going out, didn't you know?" Chloe said sweetly, Whitney massage her bare back under her shirt, he was barely concentrating so he didn't realise. Clark clenched and unclenched his fists.
"no, you failed to mention it" he bit out, not liking the sight in front of him one iota.
"she's sorry, we're still a little shocked at it ourselves" Whitney laughed, Chloe joined in.
"nice joke guys, give it up" Clark snorted, they both pretended to look confused.
"It's not a joke, is it honey?" she gushed, pressing her mouth against his so it crushed his lips. He took advantage of this by slipping his tongue between her lips. She moved until it was more than he could bare then she settled for her legs either side of him, her skirt going up even higher. She, once again, tangled her fingers in his hair, unable to get enough of it in her fists. His hands ran up her sides and almost reached her breasts then Clark cleared his throat, interrupting the couple. She didn't move from her position but turned around slightly, she grinned at him but found he was now joined by Lana, who stood beside him with her mouth agape.
"hi, Lana" Whitney and Chloe chorused cheerfully, Chloe absently toyed with a tuft of Whitney's hair as she said this.
"Hello" Lana said stiffly "when did this..."
"Friday" they said together.
"I'm happy for you" she said insincerely "We're happy for you, aren't we Clark?"
"sure" he snapped angrily, storming out. Lana was on his tail and as soon as they exited, Chloe and Whitney burst out laughing.
"Now that was even more fun" Chloe chortled, realising now that she was still holding a piece of his hair and let go of it quickly.
"It was" he admitted "did you see how jealous they were? We'll have them back in no time" She slapped him a high five and climbed off him, already forming stage two of their plan in her mind.
OK, does anyone known what stage two should be? I have a faint idea, but I could use some help. Reviews wanted.