Smallville: The Chronicles Of Jor-El
(This story is rated M for Mature. Smallville is copyrighted 2001-2007 The WB/CW Network. Trinity Jean Knight is my character but her powers are copyrighted above. The Chimera are copyrighted 2006 The Sony Corporation. Any Knight Rider references are copyrighted 1982-1986 NBC/Universal Studios. All other characters are mine)
Chapter 5: Elizabeth seduces Jor-El
Jor-El nodded as he looked around the cabin as he stowed his bag underneath one of the two beds in the upper loft of the cabin. He smiled as he opened the closet to hang the jacket that he wore.
"Can you tell me what year it is? I've been away for some time and right now experiencing a sense of displacement if you know what I mean," Jor-El said. Elizabeth smiled.
"1977. Who are you looking for in Smallville?" Elizabeth asked as she began to walk downstairs to light a fire in the cabin.
"Hyram Kent and his wife. They helped me when I ran into some trouble some years ago. I came back to pay restitution for what they did for me," Jor-El said as he walked down the steps.
"I'll ask Wilton when we come back into LA later, but the Kent name is unfamiliar to me," She said as she took a match and tried to light the logs that were in the fireplace.
"Thank you, Elizabeth. Let me help you with the fire," Jor-El said. He then used his heat vision as he blocked her view of the fireplace as she stepped toward the refrigerator.
"Thank You Joe, but what did you do in that town and why do you feel the need to repay them?" Elizabeth asked.
"I was accused of murdering a woman when someone named Lachlan Luthor shot me and hit a woman named Louise McCollum. I ran and ended up at the Kent Farm and the farmer there and his wife helped me escape to where I would reunite with some friends of mine. I came back to thank him. I apparently arrived 10 years too late, " Jor-El said as he walked over to the small table of the cabin.
"Hmm it seems that I remember reading about a drifter who was accused of murder but disappeared and the case was closed when the crime was blamed on the woman's fiancée. Are you married?" Elizabeth asked as she leaned over him, showing him her breasts, which were full and perfect for a woman who was 35 years old.
"I'm engaged to some one who is related to a criminal. I'm questioning my reasons for entering into marriage with the woman," Jor-El said.
"I see. Do you find me attractive, Joe?" Elizabeth said as she looked at him. He then stood up.
"You are a perfect specimen of your race, Elizabeth," Jor-El said.
"I'll take that as a compliment. I want you, and I need you to make love to me," Elizabeth said as she began to remove her blouse.
"I can't," Jor-El said. He then began to feel the effects of the drug that was in his glass of wine.
"I can & will. You see that drug that I put in your glass of wine? It's a powerful narcotic that can knock out a normal man. I want a baby and if my husband to be won't give me one then you will," Elizabeth said. Jor-El began to feel sleepy. He then began to fall in and out of consciousness. When he came back to he felt her place his penis inside her and he began to feel her making love to him.
"Why are you doing this?" Jor-El said half sleepily.
"Because I want and need a child. You see my mother killed herself but wanted so badly to not have died without a child. I for some reason am barren. The last few times I tried to have a child they ended in miscarriages. Wilton wouldn't make love to me until after we were married. I want a child badly and if I have to make love to a man I barely know then so be it," Elizabeth said as she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him on top of her.
"No, don't do this," Jor-El said as every sensation in his being told him this was wrong.
"Too late, baby. Give it to me," She moaned as she began to feel the orgasm of her own body. He just laid there and tried to shove her off but the drug that had been laced with his wine was sapping his strength.
"No…" He whispered…He knew it was wrong, but there was nothing he could do, except wait for it to end..
To be continued…
