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[for Chloe]

Clark is not nervous. Not at all. That pacing he's doing outside Chloe's apartment building? Totally not nerves. It's just a second date and the first one was the one he was nervous over. This one should be a breeze.

He just needs a minute.

Finally, after taking a quick look around to make sure no one's watching, he takes a deep breath and speeds up to her apartment, knocking lightly on the door.

It's hard to not just walk in.

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"I'm... I mean I haven't, uh, not with my powers, so," Clark manages to mumble, blushing furiously and not looking at Chloe. "I don't know what'll happen."

Chloe laughs. It's probably not the appropriate thing to do at the moment, but it's her solution to this nonetheless.

"Come on, Clark. How many times do I have to tell you in a day that I trust you." She smiles a little more gently, tilting his head to look at her. "There's only one way to find out, you know. And I'm pretty sure you want this as much as I do."

"I don't trust myself, Chloe." He does look at her though, still clearly conflicted and, well, frustrated. "What if I can't control it?"

"I think you can," she replies honestly. "You've controlled all your powers so far. You need to start giving yourself more credit, Clark."

He looks at her for a moment, very, very seriously, running his fingers along the hair framing her face.

"You absolutely promise you'll tell me the second anything goes wrong?"

Chloe nods, absolutely sincere. "I promise."

"Okay," he nods and then sighs.

And then seems to have no clue what to do next.

It's seriously adorable.

Chloe giggles as she snakes her hand around his head, pulling down towards her. She kisses him deeply before leading a trail of kisses to his ear.

"You can start by undressing me," she whispers. "And when we get up to it, I have condoms in the drawer of that table."

Which, of course, may just be said to make him blush more.

The kiss is returned and then he starts to follow her advice, sliding his hands up along the sides of her body, taking her shirt with them.

And then that one particular word makes him tense up again. "Uh," he lifts his head to give her an almost apologetic look, "I'm not so sure those are going to work. Maybe we should wait until we get something figured out?"

Uh uh. They've made it this far and at this point, Chloe just wants to get some. She eyes him, pulling away slightly only to undo her bra.

"There's one way to find out, Clark."

He's about to contnue his protest, but then there are boobs. And not just any boobs, but Chloe's. As good friends as they are, he's never seen her in anything less than a bra. It's sort of fascinating in an entirely teenage guy kind of way and whatever he was about to say has been completely forgotten.

"Um, what?"

Chloe looks smug. Very smug.

"Kiss me, Clark."

Tentatively, he trails a hand down along her side and around to her back, tugging her against him, skin against skin and... okay, that feels really nice.

Then he does what she tells him to and kisses her, long and deep. Clark, it seems, is pretty good at following orders.

It totally feels nice. Chloe lets out a small groan of appreciation as he kisses her.

These are very good steps. Next up, she'll try getting him out of his pants.

Clark likes this step. It's a step he thinks he can get comfortable with, letting his hands roam over her warm, soft skin, seeing what other kinds of liitle sounds he can get her to make.

He's even starting to get ambitious, combining that with working his mouth down her throat and back up to her lips.

Yeah. He could sit on this step for a while.

Chloe is perfectly content to let him. His goal of having her emit little sounds is working without a problem. She's pressed up against him rather tightly. Everything is good. For the most part.

His hands are kind of big and warm and nice, but they seem to be missing certain very grabbable parts of her body. He follows instructions well enough, so she decides to guide one hand over.

Clark's hand? Meet Chloe's boob.

He'd been working his way around to it. Honest. So when Chloe decides it's time to take a half a step forward, he's more or less prepared for it. It's not like he hasn't done this before, he reasons.

Except it's a little different with Chloe. There's, well, more to deal with. His hand cups nicely around and he squeezes gently, running his thumb across the front, just to gage what her reaction is.

Her reaction is a shiver that echoes down her spine as she sighs with delight. It's clear from her reaction that he is doing a very good job.

It's even more so clear when she reaches her hands downward to start fumbling with the button and zipper of his pants.

Clark, like most people, responds very well to positive feedback. So he starts trailing kisses down her neck, toward where his hand is still causing those shivers.

And if that means he has to shift down on the bed a little so certain things are out of reach, well, that's just a coincidence.

Coincidence? Yeah right.

Chloe would normally frown as her goal suddenly becomes out of reach, but given the way he's kissing her and touching her?

It's kind of impossible to do so.

She murmurs in appreciation as she moves her hands back upward to explore his back. New game: making him horny enough so he won't protest to the removal of pants.

He is, in fact, plenty horny already. Chloe's been pressed up against him enough she probably knows that. It's the mind that still needs to be pushed over the final edge.

It's teetering.

For now, though, it's interesting to note that boobs come in pairs, and one of Chloe's has been sorely neglected uo to now. Clark decides to change that.

As Clark busies himself with that, Chloe decides to try a new tactic. Her hands slide as far down his back as they can before she rakes he nails into his skin, moving them back upward slowly. While she does this, she rubs her lower body against his.

There has to be something that'll make Clark give in. And she's determined to find it.

And maybe reciprocate the pleasure in the mean while.

That seems to do the trick. Or at least a trick, as he arches his back into her hands, her nails sparking off tiny little sensations, much like her teeth against his neck did earlier.

Clark works his way back up her body, capturing her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss, clearly indicating that whatever nagging morals he had hanging around have pretty much been obliterated.

Chloe returns the kiss just as passionately, if not a little less so. This would be because her fingers have returned to their original task: removing Clark's pants.

Then, maybe, he would get the hint of removing hers and grabbing a condom. Foreplay is great and all, but her body is finally at the point where it wants more.

But Clark is all about foreplay! He's considerate that way. So while he doesn't seem to be in any diverted from continuing with such. he's not really doing anything to deter Chloe's mission.

This could also be because his brain has officially ceased to function properly.

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