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Chronicles of Chlark
Chapter 2
Chloe walked into her room practically walking on air. Lana was reading a book on her side of the room, so she noticed the spring in her step.
"What's got you happy?" Lana asked from the bed.
"Clark Kent."
Lana put down her book and sat chair wise on the bed.
"What happened?"
"Well…" so she trailed off into detail about what happened, but not everything was put into specifics. Such as Clark's dream because even though Chloe didn't know what he dreaming about, she was sure it wasn't about rainbows and clouds.
After she was done telling Lana what went on at the Kent residence in the last 20 minutes, Lana had a look of relief and said, "How big was he?"
"Lana!"
"What, I was just curious."
"About 9 ½ inches."
Lana's eyes widened. "You're very lucky, Chlo. So what are going to say to his offer?"
Chloe sighed. "Well, I guess I'll say yes and see how it goes from there."
"Good luck." Lana said.
Clark watched Chloe talking to Lana through his telescope. It was getting late, so he decided to do his homework. Afterwards, Clark went to his room and let sleep overtake him for the second time today and this time, there was no dream, just sleep.
The next day, Friday, came quick. Martha Kent found herself calling her son down for breakfast for the third time, without an answer from him.
"Clark, breakfast!"
Again, no answer. Two minutes later, Clark came in through the front door, carrying what looked like coffee.
He gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Morning, mom."
"Clark, where have you been?"
"I finished my chores early, so I went and picked up some coffee for Chloe."
"Well that's very nice of you, Clark. Gook luck to you two."
Clark saw the bus pull up outside and said, "Thanks mom, see you later." And with that, Clark ran out the door, got on the bus, and took a seat next to Chloe. Sitting in the seat behind him was Pete.
"Hey Clark, you didn't miss the bus today. You owe me 5 dollars, Pete."
"You guys placed bets on me!"
"Yeah, we did. Sorry, man." Pete said, taking out a bill and handing it to Chloe.
"Thank you, Pete. What's with the coffee?" Chloe asked.
Clark handed Chloe the coffee. "For you."
She gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks, Clark. If this is a bribe to get me to say yes to our date, it's working."
He touched the spot on his cheek where she had just kissed him, it was still tingling.
"What did you get me?" asked Pete.
"I got you two more years of my friendship."
"Thanks." he said flatly.
The bus was nearing Smallville High and Clark still hadn't asked Chloe what her answer was. After he'd given her the coffee, she had said she was leaning towards yes. He didn't want to seem to desperate, so Clark waited for Chloe to say something.
It was nearing lunch and neither Chloe nor Clark had said anything about the date offer, so Clark decided to step up to the plate. The bell rang signaling that 3rd period was over, so Clark grabbed his lunch and headed to the Torch office.
He walked in and locked the door behind him. There, he finds Chloe typing an article for the next addition of the Torch, with her lunch next to the computer.
"Hey, Chlo."
She looked up and saw the face of Clark. "His handsome face." she thought. "Oh, hey Clark. What's up."
"Uh, I kind of wanted to talk to you about my offer."
"Oh, well Clark if you want to know my answer, it's yes." she said with a smile.
Clark's face lit up and a big smile crept across his face. "So what time are you coming over, or do you want me to pick you up and run you back to the farm?"
"Hmm, I think I'll go with the second one and you can pick me up around 7."
Chloe got up from her desk, grabbed her lunch, and sat on the couch. She patted the couch space next to her, signaling Clark to come sit down next to her, which he did. They started eating their lunch in silence until Chloe broke it.
"Clark, I can I ask you something?"
"You just did."
"I'm serious, Clark."
"Okay, shoot."
"What happened in your dream yesterday?"
Clark groaned and palmed his face with his hand. "Chloe, please don't do this to me."
"Do what to you, I'm just curious is all."
"I can't talk to you about this stuff, it's embarrassing."
"Come on, Clark. I won't tell anybody, except for maybe Lana."
"Lana, why Lana?"
"Well, she's my best girl friend. I mean I can't talk to you or Pete about girl stuff."
"Oh, so what movies should we watch later?"
"I was thinking the Back to the Future series."
"I think that's a good choice."
"And don't think about changing the subject again, I still want to know what happened in your dream."
He sighed. "Okay, but I have one condition."
"Which is…"
"After I tell you, I get a kiss."
"Okay, now tell me."
"Well we were just kissing, your legs were wrapped my waist. I was in my boxers and you had on a bra and underwear. You took off my boxers and…" feeling embarrassed, he paused.
"And…what Clark?"
He blushed, not sure how to tell Chloe in exact words. "And made me cum and you ate it. You said I tasted like my mom's cookies. Before I got your bra off, you woke me up."
By this time they had already finished their lunch and Chloe was sitting on Clark's lap, her head nuzzling his neck. Lunch period would be ending in about twenty minutes, but as the only two regular Torch staff members, they had 4th period free to work on the paper.
"Wow, Clark, I never knew your mind worked like that."
"That wasn't my mind working. And where's my kiss?"
"Right here."
She leaned in and pressed her lips to his. Her arms wrapped around his neck, while his hands straddled her waist. The kiss lasted for about a minute, until Chloe pulled away and lay her head on Clark's neck.
"I love you." Clark said giving Chloe a kiss on her forehead.
"I love you, too." Chloe said into his ear.
So the two teens stayed in the same position for who knows how long, but they didn't care.
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