Cloaked in Red
Well, here's the third chapter and it's well a little risqué. Lol, oh man I cried last night when they killed Chloe. DAMNIT! On yeah they keep Lana "Somebody save me" Lang. ARG! Well I already know some of the things they are planning to throw at us in season four but man for some reason it seemed like a series ending to me. I am most likely tripping. Or am I? Please read & enjoy and of course please leave me a review!
Much luv & L8rs,
Ryoko Kashino
Ch. 3 The Hunt and Capture
A smokey hazed filled the room along with the scantly clad women and men. The heavy pounding bass helped with keeping the bodies moving on the dance floor. The sounds touched his soul and he drank down the drink in his hand. Clark breathed in the air; it was filled with the smell of sweat, perfumes, colognes and most of all sex. This whole evening was going to hell. So far he'd already taken three girls to the small back room. None of them cooled the burning fire he'd had since this afternoon. His mind was filled with images of her beneath his body, screaming his name and clutching to him and she came. He was lost deep in his reverie when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Clark turned his head and saw the bartender handing him a drink he didn't order.
Clark's brow furrowed and he was about to speak when the bartender yelled, "Some sweet thang at the end of the bar sent this to you."
Clark looked over and saw no such girl, "Bottoms up," he said as he grabbed the glass and gulped the drink down. He loved alcohol; it really didn't affect him too much. It did however lighten his mood. His view skimmed the dance floor and then the bar, he was looking to grab a very pretty girl and just feel her body against his as they would slowly groove against each other to the music. Again his mind floated to her, Chloe. As angry as she had made him this afternoon, he just wanted her. Ever since she had found him his mind floated to her. Why did she have this sick hold on him; he could have any woman or women that he wanted. Deep inside the real Clark was slowly picking away at the new him. He never listened much to the real Clark, but since he'd seen her, it was her fault he was hearing him more often. He needed to go. His head was beginning to ache maybe the alcohol wasn't that great. He just wanted to leave here; he wasn't having the usual fun. This place was getting old. He needed to find a new club.
Chloe watched as she saw his eyes coast over the crowd. Clark seemed deep in thought about something. She saw him shift his stance, his face looked bored. Damn it, she thought. She had been here for four hours and had only seen him for about two. Twice he had vanished with some beautiful girl. She hadn't been able to find him either of the times he'd vanished but he'd always come back alone. What had he done to those girls? Had he killed them? She had scoped the crowds and never seen either of the girls come back. Part of her had really gotten scared. She wanted to get the hell out of dodge but he just screamed to her. He stood there so sexy. The navy dress shirt he wore fit him well, he even had the two top buttons undone, and it almost teased you with how much of a glimpse you got of his chest. The dark jeans he wore fit so well to his body. His legs looked even longer than she remembered. His hair was the same unruly mop it had always been, but his new found confidence or libido which ever it struck you as enhanced his sensuality even more than before. She had watched him and wondered how this incredibly sexy man was hidden underneath all that flannel and jeans on the farm. The city had brought out the animalistic Clark. She was scared and yet so exhilarated by the Clark she was watching. She didn't know which she preferred more; the sweet Kansas farm boy or the sex dripping city boy. She needed to get her mind off of him for a second. She heard heavy synthesized beat and ran to the dance floor.
Clark stared blandly into the dancing crowd. All the girls looked the same, hardly any clothes and so much make up. Really not that it was bad thing to see barely clad women, he just preferred them naked. He smiled to himself. The beat of the music began to penetrate his mind and slowly his body began to sway with the music. He looked again over the gyrating entities in the dance floor. It was like slow motion in a movie, the beat had the crowd slowly separated and his eyes soon came upon a vision. The girl he watched on the floor swayed to the music. Her body called to him. The dress she wore left little to the imagination. The pale flesh of her back was to him and small black strands fell from the bow at back of her neck, the skirt began just above her buttocks and ended just beneath those same curves. He legs were so sexy and the three inch stiletto heals she wore helped cement that in his brain. The different color dance lights passed over her and caught her short blonde hair just right. As the girl's body moved with the music she had slowly begun to turn round. He knew instantly as he saw her face, it was Chloe.
A grin came to his face as he began to enter the crowd, every beat he could feel the crowd around him move. His body came into contact with many a gorgeous girl but his eyed only rested on her. The music had caused her again to have her back to him. She'd been too into the music to see him coming. He loved this. Slowly he inched in behind her. His hands went to her hips and he quickly began to move close against her. Soon their bodies moved in unison. He leaned into breath in her essence and he became intoxicated. The bump and grind of this dance was driving him wild. He felt himself stiffen a little and she grooved harder into him. Her hands reached around the grip his hips. His hands moved to meet hers as they did fingers became entwined. God, her body felt so good against his. The beat got a bit faster and as it did Clark brought her hand up to his mouth and he kissed her wrist.
Chloe hadn't requested a dance partner but she didn't care. It felt good to release. She let the heavy groove of the music take control. Her partner was a little excited but it was good the have someone else bump against her other than those brain dead Smallville boys. She was grinning and she was getting into the music. Her hands had reached back by their own will and grabbed the hips of her dance partner. It felt so incredible. She closed her eyes and just let her mind take control. In her head she was picturing Clark behind her. Suddenly she felt her wrist getting kissed. That woke her from her dream. She wanted to see this man of mystery behind her.
Clark kept his hips in groove with the girl in front of him when she quickly turned to make eye contact with him. For a moment he saw fear in her eyes, but it quickly faded. Instead their eyes played a game of tug of war. Both wanted power in this erotic dance of foreplay. Clark was letting Chloe win for the time. Both just let the music take hold. The beat kept their bodies close and soon their souls held the each other captive. Chloe's arms were up in the air; her every inch taking in the beat of the music. Clark's hands rested on her waist cementing their hips together both kept eye contact, afraid if breaking it the spell beginning would end.
Clark leaned in closer then kiss her neck. He felt her release a heavy breath. He was gonna win. The crowd around them seemed to disappear, all that mattered was them. This was the dance, the night, this was completely their moment.
Before she knew what happened the two of them were at his apartment. Their bodies still hot from the antics of the dance floor. Chloe knew and felt there was almost no way out of it now. Her body was screaming too much for the feel of his touch again. The boy she had known had now totally vanished and here she stood with the man he was. Clark stood before her and Chloe was almost afraid to touch him. Only instinct kicked in as she stood there looking at his chest peek at her through the shirt he wore. Her hands touched the cloth gently before taking handfuls of it and ripping it open. A few buttons popped off and a huge grin came across his face as she tore the cloth from his body letting it fall to the floor. Her eyes marveled over his glorious body. Her hands drifted slowly over his sculpted frame. She took his mouth into hers and both of them played for control. Her kisses were the first to leave lips. Clark moaned lightly as her kisses came down his neck and along his collar bone. She nibbled lightly at his neck then continued the trail of kisses to his nipple. Chloe lightly ran her fingers across his chest and down his arms. Clark's breathing became heavy with pleasure. Chloe smiled realizing she was the one in control. Lightly she licked at his chest, her tongue slowly circling one nipple and then the other. Her kisses began to trail down his well defined abs. She reached his jeans and began to undo them. Clark watched with absolute shock in his eyes, he was already hard but the moment he saw the zipper come down he was ready to throw her down and taker her.
Clark reached down to grab her chin, Chloe looked at him and before she could take hold of him in her hand he had bent down and picked her up. He was walking towards the bed. He laid her down and untied the bow at the back of her neck. The dress she had worn fell back and exposed most of her upper body. Clark leaned down and kissed her all the while removing the dress from her body and her heels. She was on the bed again only in her panties. He looked her up and down, taking in her whole body. God he just wanted her to call his name out as he'd heard earlier that day.
He pressed himself down on her. Kisses began again as his hands roamed her sides. He left his hands drift down to her leg, gripping her right leg and bringing it a little up he planted his groin between her thighs and began to grind against her. Chloe's hands slowly drifted around his shoulders. The sudden feeling of Clark's aroused body against hers made her body tingle. She could feel the wetness between her legs and before she knew it her head was flung back in pleasure as her throat became exposed to Clark. Hot sloppy bites slash kisses were placed there. His hands roamed freely over her chest and soon she began to buck up against him causing him to moan her name slowly and huskily.
His mouth ached to have her breast again and as he slid down to capture one his hands drifted to the elastic of her panties. It was like their minds were synchronized, her hips lifted a little off the bed so that he could pull the panties off. His mouth soon left her breasts and found their way to down to her soft stomach. Her scent was taking over and drunkening him. His mouth was salivating as he neared her. Soft warm kisses were placed along her inner thighs. Chloe's right hand tangled in his hair as her other gripped hard to a handful of pillow. She felt his tongue slowly enter her, first he circled the small nub he found between her folds then he lightly nips at it causing her to call his name. Clark continued to play with her. Soon he ventured further into her; feeling his warm tongue inside her made her grind softly into him. Her body had intense blast of heat and a hot tingle filled her whole body, her body wracked with waves of pleasure and she felt herself cum.
Clark felt her body tense for a moment and then she released the sexiest sound ever, she called his name in a way he'd never heard anyone say it. He kissed his way up to her lips still with her taste on his mouth. Taking both her hands in his; he pinned her to the bed. He lifted his upper body just out of her reachable kissing range. He was teasing her inching in closer to pull back seconds later. Her face was begging for more and well he was very willing to give her what she wanted. He rolled over taking her body with his. Chloe straddled his hips. She saw still that he had his pants half on. She lifted herself off of him and tugged off his remaining clothes.
Chloe's breath caught as she saw the full rise of his manhood. Her eyes greedily took in the sight. She crawled up the bed and kissed his lips gently and she gripped onto the base of the shaft and coolly grafted her hand along his length. Her thumb rubbed lightly over the tip feeling the first beads of pre-cum. She rubbed the warm sticky fluid between her thumb and index finger and bought it to her mouth she cleaned her fingers with her tongue. Clark watched in awe as she did this. Her hand then rushed back down to grip him in her hand. Her hand began to rise up slowly squeezing a little more pressure in to her grip as she brought it up. Clark moaned and soon was lost in the thrashes of pleasure. Her mouth soon engulfed the head and lightly her tongue circled the tip, as he began to reach the edge his hips bucked up causing Chloe to grip harder to him as her mouth was filled with the warm fluid taste from earlier. Chloe swallowed quickly leaving behind a slightly bitter taste in her mouth.
Both of their mouths met again struggling for the power of the next act, but Chloe was easily rolled back to be on the bottom. Once again Clark planted himself firmly between her legs only this time he had both of her hands pinned with his right hand, his kisses now had a fierceness that Chloe had never felt before. She moaned and grunted lightly against his lips. His left hand drifted lazily over her body down to her the warm wetness between her thighs. He let his fingers rub her nub teasingly causing her to whimper and beg for more with her desperate kisses. Soon he delved deeper with his finger at her entrance; he circled her lightly then slipped a single digit into her.
Chloe's eyes widened as she felt him slip into her. The noises she made were nothing like she'd ever heard when she did this on her own. Her hips lifted lightly causing Clark to dive deeper into her. Soon he added another finger. Watching her body react to his actions made him harden again; he again felt her body seep its juices and with that he removed his fingers and replaced them quickly with his penis.
Chloe felt a sudden switch and she opened her eyes to see Clark resting on his elbows. He kissed her gently and then he deepened the kiss and he shifted swiftly. Before she knew what happened Clark's groin was rubbing against her and she felt a sudden burst of pain but it subsided as she felt his hips move away slightly and then rush back into her. Her arms wrapped around him. Their pace was careful at first. Clark was looking in her eyes and he slowly rocked against her.
Once again his kisses became more heated, Chloe couldn't think straight, her body was feeling so much more than it had ever experienced in her life. Every nerve of her body was tingling. Her body began to get used to the steady pace and she begged into his hear, "Faster, Clark, please."
His lips again captured hers and his pace quickened. Chloe's leg shifted to wrap around his waist bring him in deeper. If seemed as if he'd grown bigger while inside her; her body began to react on its own and soon she felt her hips match his rhythm. Her muscles gripped harder around him as he pumped in and pulled back. This caught Clark of guard and he called out her name. Both began this back and forth pull of pleasure. Clark was beginning to feel he was reaching his limit, his pace a bit slower but his pound was harder. Chloe's body was again starting to quiver; he knew that he just needed a few more pushes. Both of them reached for each others lips and began the heated throws of passion. Chloe and Clark both screamed at the same time. Her nails dug into his skin and she had scratched him all down his back as her last intense wave of pleasure past through her.
Clark's body fell limp against hers. His breath was heavy and tired. He waited the last few seconds still as he felt himself empty his seed inside her. When he felt he could move he slowly removed himself from her and he fell down to the bed. Clark had barely broken a sweat, but he looked incredible, with his hair messy and a few strands stuck to his forehead while Chloe's whole body glistened with sweat beads. This had been the most intensely passionate sex Clark had ever experienced. He looked at her and was amazed. How could this girl have such an affect on him?
Clark was the first to fall asleep, Chloe got up and walked over to his fridge and looked for something cool the drink, she found the last coke he must've had. She drank it quickly and then drank a small glass of water. She was hungry but her body was tired more than hungry. She walked back over to the bed and looked at Clark's sleeping frame. He was even sexy asleep. She smiled and crawled under the covers. She grabbed his hand and fiddle with it for a few minutes. She looked at his hand and saw he had her class ring she'd kept hidden in her desk at the Torch office. She frowned and took it off of his finger and placed it on the night stand. She cuddled close to him and lightly kissed his lips before she was the next victim to slumber.