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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."
Chloe sagged against him. "Yes. Save me. Save me now."
"But this isn't just a save," he warned her dashingly. "It comes with a lecture."
"I thought it might. Lecture me, Clark. Just open that mouth and... orate."
He glanced down her body. "I think I must. You've been hiding things." His hand skated up her side to grasp one breast. "Hiding them all this time. That stops now."
"No more hiding," she gasped. "I will bare all from now on."
He nodded magnanimously, circling her nipple with his thumb. "I need to see things like these, Chloe. These are important things."
"But Clark..." She pressed her hips into him. "You've been hiding things, too."
"What?" he scoffed piously. She couldn't know. "How dare you! The nerve! What a baseless accusation! Hmph. You have some gall. What complete nonsense." He narrowed his eyes. "What have you heard?" he hissed. "Was it Ollie? Because we all know he's been drinking."
She tilted her head and squinted. "I was actually referring to your penis. Like a joke."
He sighed in valiant relief.
"Why? Is there anything I should kno..."
"This is no time for jokes," he ground out, spinning her around. "You've been hiding this dangerous creature for a week!"
Davis opened his eyes and shook his head. "Hmmm? Sorry must've nodded off. Haven't been getting much sleep. Damn this monster." He yawned. "Anyway, in Chloe's defense, it's not like she's protecting me. It's kind of better I hang here for everybody's sake."
"But the police could..."
"End up crushed like ants."
"But the military might..."
"Start wearing their own intestines as hats."
Clark thought hard and heroically. "If I had to, I could..."
"Didn't I totally deck you at her wedding? Sorry about that, by the way." He shrugged monstrously. "Telling you, Guy. This is the only way. If my beast gets free, nothing can stop it."
Clark stroked his chin forthrightly. "What about an armored tank?"
Davis sighed and stared at Chloe. "I think there's something about indestructible your boy's not getting."
Chloe shook her head. "He's just persistent that way. It took kryptonite body armor before he finally broke up with his sociopath girlfriend. And it'll be at least another month before he deals with Tess Mercer knowing his secret."
"What?" Clark gasped in fortitudinous fear. "Chloe, don't say things like that! She could be lurking somewhere listening and then she might find out my secret!"
She turned back to him. "Sorry, Clark. I don't know what I'm thinking. You don't know how hard this has been."
He pulled her close. "It's hard for me, too, Chloe."
"Yes, I can feel that."
"I don't think you understand what you've done."
"Of course I don't. Explain it to me."
"First, you trusted Davis even though... What are you doing?"
Her teeth tugged on his ear. "I'm listening closely. Keep going." She licked at his lips.
"Then you mmmmf... secrets fr...hffffst mrrrrr," he said around her tongue.
She pulled back and nodded. "You've got a point, there, Clark." Her hand slid down his stomach. "I think I can nearly grasp it." Her eyes rolled back slightly. "Though not all the way around. Wow."
She tried her best, though. He threw his head back as she tried. She was a good listener. He'd give her that. "Chloe, after all we've been through, how could you leave me out of this?" He snaked his hand downward and tried to show her how badly he needed in.
"I wanted to let you in, Clark, but I thought I needed to... F*ck! Flick it... to protect you." She squeezed him hard for emphasis. "Once you're inthis, you might never get out."
His eyes bore into hers. "That's a chance I'm willing to take." He pulled her upward and slammed her downward, making sure she understood the lengths he would go to to save her. "I'm in this now."
"Yeah, you are," she breathed, wrapping her legs around his hips and hanging on for dear life. "I think I've needed you in this from the start."
"Um... Chloe?" Davis poked his head up.
"Yes?" She moaned, glassy eyed as Clark made sure he was really in this. "You demonic ghoul?"
"I'm glad you two have made up and all, but the beast... Yeah. I think it's growing or something. And only your compassionate touch can..."
"Oh. I almost forgot." She gripped Clark's shoulders. "Clark, I need to turn around."
He nodded solemnly. "Yes, you do. And I don't think it's too late for either of you. I've often said to never give up on anyone... except Lex." He stared at Davis over her shoulder. "After knowing you for a matter of months, I've decided that you're redeemable, not like others, who are obviously evil to the bone. Lex being the obvious exception, nothing is lost that can't be found again. I've always believed it's darkest before the dawn, that every cloud has a silver lining. That you can lead a horse to water, but..."
"Literally, Clark," Chloe cut in, still clutching him. "I need to turn around."
Clark huffed lion-heartedly. "But I have at least ten more apt platitudes to..." Chloe gripped him inside her and he wasn't sure he could get them out.
"Clark, it's urgent! His bony monster could terrorize the town!"
"Yeah. Kinda." Davis shrugged. "What can I say? We need to keep the bony monster subdued."
"Or at least completely spent," Chloe added.
"You two do seem to have thought this out," he said, wondering if they needed his platitudes at all. He lifted Chloe off him.
She turned to Davis. "Oh, we do almost nothing but think of new ways to choke the life out of that monster." She ran her hand up his thigh.
"Reverse cowgirl, folded deck chair," Davis said, scooting forward on the cot.
"Jellyfish, Frog Leap," Chloe supplied, bending down and taking the beast in hand.
"Earmuffs, Drive-Thru."
"Those are more for me," Chloe said, licking up the underside.
"We need to keep the compassion flowing."
"I'm not always in a charitable mood," she said, before enveloping the tip.
"See-saw, p-p-pile driver, Viennese... uh!... oyster."
"fffmmmmpphh mmmmrrrr, ghhhh camel," she finished as she released him.
"I see." Clark pouted peerlessly. "I guess I'm not needed after all."
Chloe looked over her shoulder, face aghast. "Never say that, Clark. Haven't I always told you how much the world needs you?"
"Well, yeah, but..."
"How much I need you?" She wiggled imploringly. "I don't know how much longer I can do this without you, Clark. I don't think you know how badly I need you in this." She glanced down over her shoulder. "And Clark, this is for your own good. I just want..." She licked her lips. "I want to protect you so bad."
"But, Chloe," he protested altruistically. "I'm supposed to protect you."
"Maybe we can protect each other."
"You can try," Clark said, moving closer, taking her staunchly by the hips. "But I'll already be protecting you as vigorously and as often as I can."
"Yes!" She gasped as his bravery truly sunk in. "But when you aren't protecting me, I'll protect you up and down until I know you're safe."
He gripped her unflinchingly. "But you'll be so well and truly protected that..."
"Hey, guys?" Davis sat up slightly. "You think you could protect each other and show me some compassion?" His eyes flashed red. "All this talk of protection seems to make the beast hunger for flesh."
"That monster," Clark shook... with rage.
"Don't worry, Clark. I'll contain that beast. Stay strong, Davis," she breathed before swallowing him down.
"Yeah," Davis growled. "I'll stay strong all night if I have to."
"You see that you do," he admonished Davis soundly as he continued protecting Chloe with all his might. "It might take the three of us to keep this world safe."
Chloe tightened around him and made a strangled noise.
"What's that, Chloe?"
"I think she agrees," Davis choked out. "But the beast is after you, Clark. There've been times when I could hardly keep it down in your presence."
"True." He thrusted slowly and thoughtfully. "Yet Chloe's soft, creamy nature seems to calm it."
"We'll have to keep her... F*ck!... between us at all times," Davis moaned.
Chloe suddenly tensed up then collapsed bonelessly.
"Chloe?" Clark held still inside her, trembling with deep concern. "Is she okay?"
"She's been known to pass out. But tonight... Maybe this is too much work for her."
"Nnnnnnmmmmffffinnne," Chloe mumbled, head suddenly bobbing bravely again.
"My God, Chloe. You really are the best f... f... friend and ally I could ever... unh!... have," Clark said, pounding into her proudly. "Don't try to talk, Chloe. You need to keep up your strength. God knows when it will be safe to leave this basement."
"Mmmmfmuuhggggddd!"
"Shhh!" Clark followed her down as she dropped to the cot again. "I'm here for you," he grunted, driving the point home. "Every time you think of making a move like this again, I'll be right on your back."
"What about her front?" Davis inquired, sprawled fiendishly beneath them.
"That, too." He gripped her breasts fervently and pulled her back against him as she continued sucking stalwartly. "I'm all over you from this day forward."
"What about me?" Davis squeezed his eyes shut in what must be pained determination as Chloe moaned around him.
"You're the reason we're here in the first place. We won't let you fall into darkness, Davis." Clark eyed his damp body shrewdly. "I'll fight that beast myself if it comes to it."
Davis opened one eye. "I'd like to see you try," he growled with dastardly curiosity.
"MMMMMMfffoooo," Chloe mumbled, shaking between them.
"Don't be afraid." Clark pistoned against her earnestly. "We're... almost... saaaaafe," he finished with a dogged twist of his hips.
Davis arched beneath Chloe. Chloe jerked beneath Clark. And Clark collapsed over both of them.
"We live... to fight another day," Clark yawned as he sank sideways on the cot, slipping out of Chloe.
Chloe pulled herself up, her eyes nearly shut. "Thank you, Clark."
"Thank you, Chloe," Davis sighed, pulling Chloe between them.
"Thank all of us," Clark said, magnanimously throwing his leg over them. "The world would, if it only knew of our brave deed this night."
"Deeds," Davis added. "I don't think we're done for tonight. The monster sometimes wants out multiple times."
"Then we'll keep fighting this together," Clark whispered, falling into a stout-hearted sleep.
And they did. Every time Chloe compassionately subdued Davis Bloome's beast, Clark was right behind her, protecting her with all his might.
Sometimes the beast went right for Clark, and Chloe had to protect him orally while calming the beast with her warm, wet presence.
Sometimes, the beast couldn't be caged and he and Clark wrestled mightily while Chloe could only stare helplessly from a chair with a video camera.
Sometimes, there were days where none of them saw daylight or food... that wasn't delivered.
Yet they never complained, these unsung heroes. And the world was safer for it.
The End