title: the plan
author: m
rating: nc17
disclaimer: sv not mine, chloe not mine, clark not mine.
summary: she's been planning this all day
"the plan"
She's been planning this all day and the look on his face, when Clark comes home, is testament to the fact it is a raging success. She's on the couch when he steps across the threshold, long, sleek limbs peeking out from beneath familiar red fabric.
"You're late," she points out, stretching and giving him a wicked grin. "Traffic?"
Clark's books drop to the floor with a thud, he looks like a kid at Christmas, "Class ran long. That's my old jersey..."
She tugs him down onto the couch with her. "Found it in your closet." Nimble fingers working on the buttons, she lets his shirt fall open for her persual. "Thought you'd like to see."
He kisses her, grinning against her lips. "You always looked better in it than I did." The reminder of days gone by gets him a playful smack but it's the quick twist of her lips when she lands in his lap that really gets his attention.
Chloe doesn't try to hold back the smug grin when he surges beneath her. The strongest man in the world is completely at her mercy and the power is intoxicating.
She rocks her hips again, moving down on the growing swell in his jeans, feeling him suck a breath in. He grabs for her, hands spanning her waist and moving her down on him. She relaxes into his grip, head falling back, baring her throat to Clark's exploring lips.
Past the surprise, he more than makes up for it. Clark's mouth is one of her favorite parts as it's oh-so-very talented and he puts it to use working his way up her neck.
Her breath catches when his hands glide down to grip her thighs and she licks her lips in anticipation. She can almost feel his fingers, the memory of skin stroking skin so strong her hips move in response.
Clark laughs, she bites her lip. His hands are on the move again, skimming up beneath the hem of his football jersey and when one fingertip finds its intended goal, she can't stop the moan.
Never let it be said he's not good with his hands. She's helpless in his arms as his fingers work and play over the sensitive places. Just before she loses control entirely, Chloe grins.
She absolutely loves it when a good plan comes together.