Whatta Man

Inspired by "Whatta Man" by Salt N Pepa (ft. En Vogue)

Smallville, Kent Farm

Clark Kent flew to his childhood home with his direwolf hound Krypto.

Clark sighed looking over the land. The was a lot of damage to the land due to a tornado that hit 2 days prior. Clark had been away on a mission but took the first opportunity he could to get everything cleaned and repaired.

Gladly, the main house wasn't damaged too much just replace a few windows and roof but the barn needed work of replacing the entire roof which caved in and a side of it, also painting.

"We got work to do, Krypto. You ready?"

Krypto flew to the nearest tree for shade. He stretched and yawned then laid down.

Clark chuckled. "Yeah...of course."

He flew down starting to pick up debris. "Alright...well...I got work to do."

It was very humid and hot as the sun beat down on his back, not that it actually bothered him, though. Clark was Kryptonian after all and the earth's sun was more of a charger for him as he was the battery, giving him plenty of energy.

Clark wiped off the dust off his hands, finished picking up all the debris creating a huge pile in the back yard, he would later use his heat vision to burn to ashes.

He then started the repairing of the house windows. He kneeled down picking up the hammer and nails out the tool box.

"Rawf!" Krypto barked.

Clark shook his head. It was most likely a bird Krypto wanted to chase but was too lazy to even do that.

"Who would've guessed? A big alien hound is more like an earth poodle," he scuffed.

"Don't be too hard on him, Kal. I'm more than sure I can be of help instead."

He raised his head and saw the outline of a figure he knew all too well. Instinctively, his heart started beating faster.

"Diana." He said her name steadily, but with anxiety, joy and relief all mixed up in one tone that came out easier than anything else he could say, as his eyes met hers.

Her eyes lit up slightly as she began to grin.

The warmness in those eyes, an almost quiet joy reflecting in them and unknowingly radiating into him, filled him with ease.

Diana sauntered over to him slowly and Clark took a minute to appreciate her beauty. She was dressed in skin tight denim short shorts and a loose deep v-neck low cut casual T-shirt. She looked stunning with her glorious curves and her legs...he knew he would be completely done for, unable to finish working, if he kept looking at those legs. Her long raven hair was tied up in a ponytail. For some reason it made her striking blue eyes stand out even more. Clark really couldn't tear his eyes away from her.

He was trying so hard not to look at her breasts. But the damn T-shirt she was wearing showed a hint of cleavage and he really wanted to move closer and see if he could get a peek further down the front.

"Kal?" Her voice snapped him back to attention.

"Oh yeah..." He cleared his throat before finishing. "Is everything okay?"

"I should be asking you that."

"There's damage all over but I can fix it all."

Stepping closer to each other, it was Diana's turn to stare at Clark. He was handsome, very handsome...godly handsome. He was wearing a white tee and old jeans. His hair was messy and good Gods, he had the beard stubble she was always enticed by. There was something about him that intrigued her, whether it was his strong work ethic or his humbled charmed, he captured her attention from they moment met.

"What is it that you need me to do?"

"I'm just repairing the windows right now. Won't take long. Inside the house there's a bit of glass."

"I'll start with that then," she said enthusiastically.

Clark couldn't help but smile and leaned over kissing her softly.

"Thanks, Di."

"No need to thank me, Love."

Diana kissed him softly again before going into the house to start the sweeping.

Clark stood their for another minute in awe. Every day, Diana amazed him. He and Diana have been dating for 6 months but have known each other for 5 years. At first, he never thought he could even come close to having a chance with her. But the mutual attraction was instant and it was so natural for them to became close, open up to each other like they never had with anyone, and feeling so relaxed and being able to be whole heartedly themselves around each other, enjoying each other's company.

Using a bit of their super speed, Clark and Diana had the house fixed and cleaned up in no time.

Clark walked into the house and to the kitchen. He smiled seeing Diana sitting at the table.

"All windows are repaired and cleaned. The roof patching was fast and easy."

"Sweeping and dusting is all complete."

"I really appreciate the help, Di." He walked over to the cupboard. "How about I make us some lemonade?"

Diana beamed. "Yes please."

"I think we can be done with the barn in an hour."

"I'm in no rush, Kal." She pondered for a moment. "So how often do you come here anyway?"

"Oh, twice a month. I lease some of the land so keeping up with all the maintenance is my responsibility. If I'm not here, the Langs would come by."

"It's so nice and comfortable here. It reminds me of home."

"Themyscira?"

Diana nodded. "Of course beside the obvious contrasts of no temples and not surrounded by an ocean but I'm talking about the feeling of being one with nature, it's quiet and peaceful." Diana smiled. "Take away Superman and Wonder Woman with all the powers, I am just a girl from an island and you, a boy from a farm."

"An island girl and a farm boy, huh?"

Diana smiled wider finding the comparison rather cute. "Yes."

All of a sudden they heard the door open and claws lightly tapping on the wood floors.

Krypto walked into the kitchen and stood by Diana laying his head on her lap for her to pet him.

"Awe! You really are just a big puppy."

Clark quirked his brow. "This is getting out of hand."

Diana laughed and the sound of her laughter made him feel happier than he'd felt, maybe in his entire life. The sweet melodic sound made his heart turn cartwheels.

"Don't worry, Clark, you will have all my attention much later."

She laughed again and Clark noticed there was just something a little bit different about her laughter this time. It was a little more relaxed and even flirty. And her eyes, they were soft and warm, like they were inviting him in, tempting him. Clark knew letting himself fall into her gorgeous blue eyes, he would be lost in them forever.

After making the fresh lemonade, Clark poured Diana a glass with ice and used his freezing breath to make it colder. He handed it to her with a proud smile and watched her as she took a sip.

"This is so good!"

"Yeah?"

"What can you not do, Mr. Kent?"

"Hmm...? Tough question."

"I'm sure we will have lots of fun trying things then."

When Diana flashed him a smile, Clark felt an immediate response in his pants.

Diana bit her lip and stood up. "We should get back to work," she said, her eyes sparkling.

Clark's heart was thumping with excitement. "Oh...yeah...right."

Diana kissed him sweetly on the cheek. "Where is the paint?"

"Mmm, Mmm, Mmm," Clark groaned, staring at her ass as she walked away.

"Kal?"

"Right behind you."

And surely he was in a matter of three seconds. Diana looked back to see his boyish grin.

Flying to the barn, Kal picked up the buckets of paints, while Diana got the brushes and paint pans.

"I'll repair the boards of this side and you can start the painting on the other side, then once that's done, I can redo the roof."

"Ok."

Diana poured some paint in the pan, got a brush and flew around the house, getting started.

Working together they would be able to finish the entire barn in no more than two hours.

As Clark was flying back and forth putting the old wood planks in the pile from earlier, he looked at Diana. He stopped for a moment, couldn't help himself staring at her. With the paint smeared on her cheek and a streak in her hair, she was still absolutely gorgeous. Her long lovely thick Amazonian legs were mesmerizing.

He was about to force himself to look away when Diana caught him starting. Diana smiled then giggled. Clark smiled, flying back to get another board. However, still so mesmerized by Diana, he wasn't paying attention and his shirt snagged on a rusted nail sticking out of a board.

"Ah dammit."

"What's wrong?" Diana asked behind him worried.

Clark turned. "I ripped my shirt."

Diana gave a little sigh relieved.

"But this is why I don't wear shirts working on the farm in the first place," he said taking it off.

Diana's heart immediately fluttered. She tried not to make it too obvious she was staring but she couldn't exactly help it. Diana had seen Clark many times without his shirt as Superman but here in Smallville, in just dirty dusty worn clothes, his body was like he was sculpted by Adonis. She felt her temperature rising.

"Di?"

She blinked and looked up at his face.

"I should get back to painting."

She bit her lip and smiled, turning around.

Clark smirked and got back to work too.

After another hour, Clark and Diana finished the entire barn. They looked at each other proudly.

"Everything looks great and all cleaned up. Really...Thanks, Di."

"No need to thank me, Farm boy. I had fun painting the barn."

She had fun watching him work too. He didn't sweat, but his body still seemed to glisten in the sun. She truly admired the fact that he was a hardworking man on and off the battle field.

Clark smiled and fumbled for something to wipe the paint off her cheek, but she caught his hand.

"It's okay, I don't care."

Her smile brightened and she leaned in to kiss him. She tasted every bit as sweet and perfect. Clark wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against his body, returning her kiss with everything he had.

"Come on," Clark grinned at her, reaching for her hand.

Diana put her hand in his and he pulled her into the barn, grinning. Diana laughed.

Once inside, Clark grabbed a blanket for them to sit on the floor and leaned back against some straw bales.

They shared a look.

"This is really nice, Clark."

"I used to sit in here and do homework or just wanted to be alone. When we had my rocket in here, I would stay all night staring at it or play back the last messages of my parents that was in it." Clark looked around. "It's a lot of memories in here. Good...bad...but still memories."

"You've thanked me a lot today but I want to thank you for sharing this with me."

"You made it easy for me to talk and share a lot," he smiled.

Diana loved seeing him smile. He seemed to smile a lot when she was around and it made her feel good. Everything about him made her feel good.

Clark leaned over and kissed her passionately. Diana smiled against his lips and deepened the kiss. Her kiss was something different than he'd ever experienced. There was a hunger, and intensity.

Clark darted the tip of his tongue out to meet hers and Diana groaned into his mouth. The sound and vibrations coursed through Clark's entire body fueling his already raging hormones. Diana maneuvered until she was straddling his lap and Clark grabbed her ass, pulling her closer. With her new leverage over him, Diana took the kiss deeper, plunging her tongue deep into his mouth. It was Clark's turn to groan this time, not just from the kiss, but also from her body pressing hard against his very apparent arousal.

Every one of Clark's senses were going insane. The feel of her ass in his hands, her tongue in his mouth, her body against his. She tasted sweet, delicious, like something he wanted to devour. Her scent was intoxicating and even though his eyes were closed Clark could picture every detail of her face and her body. He could see her in his mind, every second. Every part of his body was aching for her.

Parting from the kiss, they both smiled. Diana's fingertips danced over his skin, tracing every line, muscle and contour of his stomach.

"You really are enjoying this, Island Girl, huh?" he asked, stifling a laugh.

Diana's smile turned flirtatious. "I am, Farm boy," She traced a small circle on his chest. "But I would like for you to show me a bit more."

Clark grinned knowing exactly what she meant.

A soft whine left her as Diana felt Clark move his lips across her jaw, and then start kissing down her neck. He turned laying her on the blanket. Then, he slowly moved his hands down her torso, until finding the button of her shorts. He smiled against the kiss, and unbutton them. Diana broke the kiss.

"No stopping..."

"You mean...? Here?"

"Yes, here."

"Are you sure? I don't want you to feel rushed..."

"We've stopped ourselves or been interrupted. This is perfect timing and I'm more than ready. I'm also feeling very spontaneous being here," she laughed before re-engaging the kiss.

Clark smiled, and moved her shorts down her legs. She took the initiative after a little bit, and kicked them down the rest of her legs. She broke the kiss again.

Diana licked at her bottom lip, then the top, tasting the area he'd touched. She always had to tease him just a bit. Seeing her tongue dart out like that undid him. Clark was on her instantly, seeking out her lips and kissing them hard. He needed to taste her tongue, feel it, and make her understand exactly how much he desired her.

Clark plunged his tongue into her mouth and Diana was willing and ready to accept him. As he found her tongue and twisted it with his own, she moaned into his mouth. Clark slid a hand down lower and grabbed a handful of her ass pulling her even tighter against him. His manhood throbbed, knowing she could feel it.

Clark looked at her for permission and Diana nodded. He knew he didn't have to ask to touch her, but it felt like the right thing to do. He slowly pulled up her shirt. Diana sat up a bit taking it off exposing her bra.

He leaned in and placed warm kisses all over her tummy, before moving up to nip at her breasts, through her bra.

"I want you," she whispered.

She was so comfortable and bold it made Clark's blood boil. Her words stroked him, swirling around in his brain and washing over his body leaving his heart thumping as Diana was already fiddling with Clark's belt, he felt the jeans getting tighter, even though the belt was coming off.

Clark quickly removed his jeans, grinning cockily seeing Diana eyeing his bulge. By Gods, what a man he truly is. A mighty gifted man.

"The feeling is mutual."

Diana was sitting before him in nothing but her bra and underwear. Clark looked over her body as well, admiring her soft smooth sun kissed skin. Her breasts were perfect, begging to be ravished.

Diana reached behind her back unclasping her bra. She slowly took it off and smiled. She didn't give Clark a chance to touch just yet as she was on the move, reaching for the hem of boxers. When she tugged them down, without hesitation, Clark, took them off, completely exposed, not a stitch of clothing left on.

Diana slowly reached out and wrapped a hand around him. Clark shuddered and a warm feeling spread through his entire body as she was running a hand lightly up and down his length. Her touch was magical.

Clark wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into another eager kiss. Diana kissed him back, pressing her chest against his chest. Clark moved back to her ass but the material covering it annoyed him. He started to push them down until they were far enough, Diana could kick them off herself. He could feel the summer wind blowing in through the cracked door, washing over their naked bodies.

Clark kissed her, hard, like a man could never kiss before. He explored her mouth with his tongue, savoring the sweet taste of her. By the time Diana pulled away to catch her breath he was ready to take her. Clark ran his hands down her back.

"Oh," she said with surprise Clark buried his face between her breasts and licked her. He then placed tender kisses all over her breasts, sucking gently on one of her nipples as his hand stimulated the other.

As Clark explored her body with his hands and tongue, he took note that she had the softest velvet like feel he had ever felt. She was so sweet and sexy all at the same time.

He sat up, pulling Diana close to him, winding his arms around her and just holding her for a moment. The heat from their bodies were so intense. Diana smiled, kissing him gently. Clark returned the soft kiss as he laid her back down on the blanket. He moved to hover over Diana, his tip just teasing her entrance. Diana's eyes met his.

"Take me, I'm yours…"

Clark did not need to be told twice. He slowly slid into her, a low moan leaving both their lips as he did so. He held still for just a moment for her to adjust to him. He was feeling sensations he had never experienced. She was so wet and warm and incredibly tight.

Diana gasped the first time and whimpered the second, all while staring into his eyes, never breaking contact or closing her eyes. She wrapped her legs around him and lifted her hips, drawing more of him into her slowly. Clark stared at her in awe. It was the most amazing feeling he had every felt in his life. Just being inside her, having her wrapped around him, filling her up, feeling her warmth.

Attaching his lips to hers once more, Clark began to move in and out of her, his thrusts still fairly slow and controlled. He wanted to feel all of her, to taste every inch of her gorgeous body, to show her how much he loved her.

Clark slid out part way and pushed back into her, deeper with each thrust. Their senses were exploding, overloaded with sensations that were new and exciting and so damn incredible.

"Ooooh," Diana moaned, the sound disappearing into Clark's mouth.

As his pace began to quicken, Diana bucked her own hips to meet his thrusts, wanting to give as much back to him as he was giving to her. The next few minutes were silent, aside from the soft moans and whimpers of each other's names that tumbled from Diana and Clark's lips, their arms wound tightly around each other as their bodies moved together.

Diana kissed him lightly, then bit his bottom lip and sucked it gently before releasing. She pushed him to lay on his back. She slowly lowered herself onto him and threw her head back.

"Ah, Gods, yes!" she moaned through gritted teeth.

She moved herself along his shaft, groaning again as he continued to slide in and out of her. Clark smiled at the lovely sound that she made.

The look of pure bliss on her face was such a turn on. Clark found a slow rhythm and continued to pump in and out of her. He grasped her hips, guiding her movements and her pace.

"You are...a vision..."

Diana leaned down, kissing him. With their chests pressed together, they could feel each other's hearts pounding. Clark wrapped his arms around Diana, and began to thrust into her faster.

Diana suddenly let out a cry of Clark's name coming from her lips as her orgasm swept over her, and her walls tightened around Clark's length. He almost stopped thrusting when she came.

He eased her back on to the ground and hovered his lips over hers. Clark eagerly increased the speed of his strokes, enjoying the feel of their bodies connecting as he thrust into her, enjoying every second of the pleasure of her climax.

Diana's eyes were squeezed tight, her face contorted in the sexiest look of ecstasy Clark had ever seen. Her nails were digging into his arms and all of a sudden her body jerked and shuddered.

"Diana..."

"Oh Gods, Clark, don't stop," she begged him, clawing at his arms as if he might try to pull away from her.

If she only knew, he would never pull away from her. He wanted to be exactly like they were for eternity. It was heavenly. There was just something about knowing this was caused by her being completely satisfied, that made it so incredible and it sent him over the edge.

Clark held tight to her hips, while the orgasm took control of his body and he emptied into her. When he opened his eyes, Diana was watching him and he smiled. He eased his grip on her hips and slid his hands down the outside of her thighs. Clark enjoyed the smooth and soft feel.

Staring into lovers' eyes while falling over the edge together was a whole new experience for them. Still holding her close, Clark kissed her again.

Clark rolled off of Diana, lying next to her. He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly against his chest.

"That really was incredible..." He stated through heavy breaths.

"Oh, yes…" She answered, her breaths coming in short bursts. "Hard work, passionate pastimes...I like that. I like this comforting, simplistic, peaceful feel."

"There will definitely be more times like this. Promise." He paused for a moment. "I love you..." his voice breathy.

"I love you too," she grinned, her cheeks still flushed and leaned in kissing him softly.