For Morgana

[smallville_guy]

Clark liked his job. It made it easy for him to still attend community college and help out on the farm. It was considerably smaller now after his father died. His mother had insisted on it, even though Clark had insisted that he could keep up the farm and do all his school work but she wouldn't hear it. She had insisted that he have something of a social life, even though most days Clark was fairly sure that most days he'd be just fine missing out on that.

"People are great, but hard to interact with, right?" Clark asked, reaching out to pet the large horse in front of him. He leaned in a bit more to let it snuff at him before he held out his arm to take a selfie of himself and the horse. It was less a selfie and more of a "horsie" - which sounded weird - though so he took a few more pictures of just the horse before he sent them off to Morgana.

Clark's father had helped Morgana's dad pick out horses when they were younger. Apparently they'd been friends for years right up to when Morgana's father had died. Jonathan had continued to look after the horses for Morgana and when he died Clark took over the job. Honestly he thought that she probably could have gotten someone else to do it for her but the money was definitely appreciated. Sometimes Clark wondered if Morgana wasn't doing it just to help out- like Jonathan had done when she had died.

Either way, Clark was grateful for the job. Which is another reason why he'd never approached her about the fact that he knew she sometimes came to visit the horses in the middle of the night. Normally that wouldn't be a problem except that she lived in England. And the only reason that he knew she had come because of his super hearing, so it would be an awkward conversation at best.

But what if? What if Morgana could do that because she was like him? He couldn't not at least look into it a little bit. From everything that he could tell Morgana was human, although he was sure that to x-ray and microscopic vision he might appear the same way.

So Clark had decided to leave it in Morgana's hands. That night before heading in Clark hung a bag of apples on a post where she'd be sure to see it in the stables. On it was pinned a note:

M-

I didn't give them a treat today. I figured you might like to do it tonight.

-C

If she wanted to talk to him about it then she could. If not... then he would just let it go. For now.

Comments

[lefey]

'They won't,' Morgana promises, trying to soothe him as she gently strokes his face. What he says is both sweet and... well, innocent, to the point Morgana is tempted to try and flip them so he doesn't have to be in so much control, so he can just get used to the way it feels to press inside another body that's warm and wet and inviting.

Instead, she moves to capture his lips with her own, tugging him down to her as she rocks her hips just a little, a tiny encouragement.

[smallville_guy]

The touch of her hand was enough to calm him just a bit, to distract him just enough from the intensity of being inside her that it wasn't entirely overwhelming. The kiss helped even more, helping him focus on everywhere that their bodies touched and not just how his cock was buried in her, rocking back and forth as he got used to the sensation. When she pressed her hips up it helped him work into something a rhythm and before too long he was pressed completely into her. Not even flying could compare to this, to feeling her pussy wrapped around his cock. Sliding almost all the way out he pressed into her again, this time in one smooth motion.

[lefey]

Whatever he was struggling with, it seemed to be sorting itself out as they found some sort of almost-rhythm, their bodies rocking with each other as is this were all perfectly normal, something they had done before.

A soft, pleased sigh falls from her lips as he presses fully into her, Morgana kisses him again, her legs wrapping around him, hips moving in time.

'Ahh, good. You're doing good Clark.'

[smallville_guy]

All Clark could manage was a breathless moan of her name as he rocked against her again, hips moving back and out then up and forward, over and over again. It was such a simple movement but he couldn’t believe the way that it felt, the way she made him feel. He shouldn’t have been surprised though, Morgana had always made him feel better than anyone else.

The pace seemed so slow but Clark knew he couldn’t let his control slip, especially not now. His body naturally sped up though, unable to keep up the slow, rolling movement indefinitely because he needed more of her. His thrusts became faster, the pleasure building more and more. He needed her, needed Morgana more than ever and he leaned forward with a hungry kiss.

[lefey]

She lets every little noise fall from her lips that she would normally keep restrained. She didn't often like to sound too needy, too wanton, but it feels to Morgana that perhaps he needs to hear it. That this is, after all, his first time and so every gasp and moan flows from her tongue.

His efforts earn him a lot of little sighs and pleased moans, a gasp occasionally as she feels him press accidentally somewhere sweet. When he kisses her, she kisses him back with everything she has to give him, like they are making love there as well.

[smallville_guy]

Clark loved the sounds that she made, the noises that let her know that she was enjoying this as well. He had no idea that she was putting on something of a performance for him but he would have been grateful. He let her sounds be a guide to him, letting them inform his experimentation and curiosity. Everything he did felt incredibly good to him so he was glad to know it was good for her as well.

"Morgana... you're... so good," he gasped, moving his hips a bit faster, moving a bit more confidently now even as he had to focus on not being too forceful.

[lefey]

It's all genuine, even if she is more vocal than usual. No one it out here to overhear them and he seems to drink every little noise she makes and almost take it as instructions. So Morgana is free with her affections, with the things that fall from her lips as he rocks into her again and again.

'I want,' she begins, then pauses, biting her lip as she moans. 'to feel you lose yourself in me.' Morgana finished, her nails digging into his shoulders as she grasps him reflexively.

[smallville_guy]

It was a bit of a struggle for Clark to keep control of himself but it was one that was worth it, that in some ways made it even better because it drew it out just a bit longer with the pleasure not as overwhelming as it could be right away. It was good though, it was so good and he wanted more of it. More of her. All of her and to give her all of him.

"Yes," he gasped, rocking his hips just a bit faster. "So close, Morgana. Close. I- I feel... ah! You feel... so good!"

[lefey]

Drawing him down into another kiss, Morgana takes all that he will give her easily, thrilling at the feel of him filling her again and again. She's close, too, her body almost trembling with need for release.

[smallville_guy]

Clark's orgasm was almost violent it was so powerful, his jaw clenching tight as he felt his entire body contract as the pleasure hit him. For a moment it felt like everything hung in the balance, like the pleasure was so much that is body wasn't able to follow through. A second later he pushed through to the other side, coming hard into her over and over as he shouted her name as he arched his back. Clark had never felt anything like this, nothing remotely so good as feeling himself come deep inside of her.

[lefey]

Her body already feels tight with need, almost ready to spill over into pleasure once more but when he comes, her sheer delight even as she has to let go of him and their kiss so he can move as he likes. It doesn't take much more before Morgana joins him again, arching up into him, her body trembling as she whispers his name, as she bites the delicate flesh of her lower lip.

When it's over, she feels almost boneless in the blankets beneath him, her body flopped out gracelessly as she waits for him to regain his senses.

'We should've definitely done that sooner,' she teases, which turns into a breathless laugh.

[smallville_guy]

“We should have,” he said with a bit of a breathless laugh. His mind felt a strange combination of going a million miles and hour and being completely empty of anything except absolute bliss. It was an especially incredible sensation because for the moment the world was quiet, it was just him and Morgana without any effort on his part.

Growling happily he nuzzled against her neck, just needing to feel more of her, to bury himself against her and never leave her side. Clark felt like he could be content curling up against her for the rest of his life.

“We’ll have to make up for lost time.”

[lefey]

'Well, I doubt we'd have trouble. Most men don't recover as fast as you did after I used my mouth the first time.' but then, had Clark ever been most men? No. And maybe it was because of what he was, but to Morgana it had a lot more to do with who he was.

'You know how you wanted to be like a married couple and lay in bed together?' she asked, barely stifling a yawn as she snuggled into him. They could certainly go again, many times if they wished but she had a sudden, almost overwhelming desire to curl up with him and rest.

[smallville_guy]

"I want that," he said, smiling at her as he ran his fingers through her hair. He wasn't going to clarify if it was to the idea of being like a married couple in general or the idea of laying in bed together than he wanted. Clark would take either or both if possible. But what she suggested sounded very, very nice right now and the idea of just laying here together sleeping was appealing.

"Okay but you can't make fun of me if you wake up in the middle of the night and I'm smiling in my sleep, okay?"

[lefey]

'If you think I'm gonna let a farm boy tell me I can't tease him just because he gave me orgasms and is quite super, you've got another thing coming for you.' even as she teased, she nuzzled him, pressing herself closer.

'You're too cute for your own good.'

[smallville_guy]

“Okay, but you can only keep teasing me if I can keep giving you orgasms,” he said, smiling at her before leaning in to kiss her cheek. He could feel his own face grow warm at the compliment but he liked hearing it, liked that she felt comfortable enough to say things like that. How many years had he wished to hear something like that from her?

“And if I am that cute I intend to use it to my advantage.”

[lefey]

'Mmmmmn, you're already using it to your advantage, and I'm not going to argue against orgasms. I love the feeling of you inside of me.' Morgana all but purrs, stealing a kiss from his lips.

[smallville_guy]

"You can have as much of that as you want," Clark promised, chasing her kiss with another of his own. He wanted more of this, more of her. Not just because of the intimacy either although that was a big part of it. Clark wanted it because it felt absolutely amazing.

[lefey]

'First, though, I think we should have that nap.' or at least she should. Morgana was still tired beneath him, if their places had been switched she would've curled against his chest and nodded off already.

[smallville_guy]

"Nap sounds good," he said, kissing her one last time before he shifted so that he was next to her. He immediately wrapped his arms around her though, wanting to keep her as close as possible to him. Part of him was worried that this was a dream and if he let her go she'd disappear like a wisp of smoke.

[lefey]

'Mmn I had really meant...' she moved, rolling onto him and then dragging him with her, teleporting them back onto his bed as their little tent outside packs itself away and their clothes land in a pile on his floor. 'here.' not that the bed matters much to her, what with her head resting on his chest instead of any pillow or mattress.

[smallville_guy]

The sudden change in location was startling. He was used to moving quickly but it was still moving. Going from one place to another quickly was not the same as going there without any time in between. It was strange but certainly not in a bad way. It was convenient if nothing else.

"Here is good too," he added, arms still around her. "Wherever is fine so long as you're there."

[lefey]

'Mmmn well if your mother finds us, you're the one who gets to explain.' though perhaps Martha would wonder not at it happening, but that it didn't happen sooner....

She nestled herself comfortably against his chest, where she could listen to the steady thrum of his heart.

[smallville_guy]

"I'm pretty sure she'll piece together what's going on," Clark pointed out, not really all that concerned about his mother finding them. If anything Ma might be relieved that he's finally with someone. Besides, he's too busy playing with Morgana's hair to really think much about anything else.

[lefey]

'Mmmn well... you still get to explain mr mysterious notes in the apples.' she was tired, though, having gotten up very early to see her horses and after all their excitement she finds herself drifting off to sleep easily, comforted by his warmth.