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Chapter Two

Clark paled. But epically. "Chloe? What are you doing?"

She pulled away, red-faced, and pushed Davis' head down to her neck. "I'm protecting you, Clark." Her eyes rolled back slightly as Davis latched on to her pulse point. "See, it all started last week. Davis showed up and... Mmmm. Yeah. Right there... He, as you see, wasn't dead. We worked it out that he develops this immunity to anything you use to destroy him. I mean, explosions, stabs, slices, even meteor rock, they just make him stronger, so..."

"Chloe?" Davis lifted his head. "Hate to interrupt, but I'm feeling kind of murderous." He glanced at Clark mournfully. "Sorry. Monstrous nature." He turned back to Chloe. "You really should take your top off."

"Alright," she sighed, pulling it over her head. She tossed it to the side and turned back to Clark, who gaped stalwartly. "Anyway, Davis has been playing around with rat poison and drowning and self-strangulation..."

Davis ran his thumb back and forth over her nipple. "Actually, that might have worked if you'd helped. I told you I don't know how to tie a noose."

"And I told you I'm not going to kill you ever again." She pressed her breast into his palm and beamed at Clark. "I know how you frown on it, Clark. But I still needed to stop him from killing you."

Clark drew his brows together, intrepidly confused. "How do you know how to tie a noose?"

"Oh, I've been perfecting it for two years now, just in case. We all need a hobby. Anyway, I found the answer."

"She sure did." Davis sank to his knees and nibbled at the underside of her breast.

"Don't be so modest, you awful beast." She threw her head back. "You led me to it."

"I can lead you to it right now if you take off the pants."

She dug her hands into his back. "You do it, you monstrous creature, you. I'm having enough trouble standi... Uhhh. God! Suck it."

Clark studied them studiously as Davis tore at her fly. "So... you being naked is the answer?" Now that he thought about, it seemed like a pretty good answer. A soft and creamy answer, with a row of freckles just below the belly button. He wished he'd found this answer years before. Then he and Chloe could have saved Davis before they'd even met him. Repeatedly.

"That's just part of it. It's me being compassionate that calms the monster inside."

He released her breast. "I've led a troubled life," Davis said, sad-eyed as he pushed her pants down her legs.

"You once said I cared more than anyone you know, Clark. But caring is still hard work. I've had to be compassionate, like, five times a night, just to keep that monster down." Her foot rose up and rubbed at Davis' crotch.

Muscles strained in Davis' neck. "The monster's growing, Chloe. I don't think I can hold it in any longer."

Her eyes widened. "No, Davis! Don't give in! We have to fight this!"

"On the bed," he growled. "There's no time to lose." Davis picked her up and tossed her on the rickety cot.

She landed, spread-eagle and threw a helpless glance at Clark. "Go, Clark. Save yourself."

"Chloe..." He gazed at her breasts mournfully. "I can't let you suffer like this."

"Mmmm. S'fine, Clark. I'm used to suffering." She moaned as Davis buried his head between her legs.

"Yes. I know how you've suffered," he said, running his eyes mopily over her thighs. "And it's all because of me. If only my virtual father had permanently erased your memories like I asked."

"Uh... What now?" She lifted her head.

"Never you mind." He stared determinedly at the tragedy unfolding before him. "If anyone's going to save you from suffering now, it'll be me." He tore off his ill-fitting thirty dollar suit. "I'm gonna save you so hard."

"Yeah. That does it." Her eyes crossed and her body tensed, hips jerking upwards. After a moment, she turned her head on the pillow, giving Clark a lazy smile. "Clark... I always hoped you'd save me in the end." She gave a startled shriek as Davis lifted her by the hips and flipped her over. "Oh, Clark. Quick! I think I'm about to suffer some more."

He strode doggedly to the bed. "I haven't actually saved anyone like this in the last three years."

"It's okay. I'll show you how. Take off your boxers," she said, her eyes desperate. "Now! The monster's at the gates, Clark!"

"Does he have to save you now, Chloe?" Davis groaned. "I'm kind of invading you, here."

Clark glanced over her at Davis, who was surely invading her, inch by inch by inch by inch... "Hey. You, too? Must be some Kryptonian thing."

Chloe glanced back to Davis, then at Clark. "What do you mean?"

Clark tore off his boxers.

"How about that?" Davis mused monstrously.

"Yeah. We really could be brothers, I mean, from the waist down."

"And brothers are supposed to share," Davis sighed and shrugged monstrously. "Okay, then. I tortured her all morning. I guess you can rescue her." He stopped his invasion and pulled back.

"But your monster..."

"No. It's cool. Chloe can find other ways to take care of my monster if... Chloe?"

She was slumped face down on the bed, not moving.

"Chloe!" Clark turned her over. And valiantly. "Maybe she's suffered too much."

"No," she said blearily. She sat up, shaking her head. "Sorry. I think I just died a little. Nothing new." She perked up. "I'm good. I can take some more suffering." She grasped Clark's arm, then moved her hand to his chest. "As long as you save me, Clark."

Clark squared his shoulders and straightened, pulling her to him like a ragdoll. "I'll save you all night if that's what it takes."

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