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[idontexistrightnow]

OBSESSED BF CLARK KENT

Some ideas that came to me while I finish one unfinished fic I have planned, ENJOY!

NSFW: yearning Clark/needy Clark/mentions eater Clark/unprotected s*x (WRAP IT UP)/words of praise/m receiving head/crying Clark/dry humping

NON DESCRIPTIVE FEM READER (no mentions of age)

Basically: Obsessed BF Clark ideas because I cannot stop thinking about him.

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Obsessed BF Clark who...

is definitely not listening to what you're saying, all he's doing is staring at your lips waiting to find the perfect opportunity to kiss them...

should definitely be paying attention to your concerns right now, but fuck- you look so kissable right now...

who snaps out of his thoughts when you ask if he's even listening, only to pin you to your wall as he closes in on you...

knows your heartbeat rises only for him...

knows the heat between your thighs is rising and he needs to fuck you dumb right now to make sure you're taken care of...

hovers above your lips until you're whining for him to kiss you already...

kisses you slowly, his hands teasing your entrance...

makes sure you're whining for him before he moves inside you...

makes sure can feel every inch of him as he slowly moves inside of you...

kisses you gently and then rails you till you're crying out for more...

makes sure you're taken care of after, and that you can still walk when he gets a little crazy...

misses you when you go out after work, sure seeing you all day is nice but a part of him wishes you didn't have a social life so he can always have you with him...

dry rubs himself as he smells your side of the bed, his cock straining in his pants because he doesn't want to cum if it's not inside you...

cries because he brings himself to the edge before stopping himself from cuming, he wants to save every drop for you...

sees you at work every day and finds all the perfect moments to see you alone...

asks you for help looking for a non extistent file just so he can get his hands on you...

lifts you on to his face as he eats you out in the back filing room, your hand over your mouth as he moves his tongue inside you...

makes your legs tremble as he tastes you when you cum on his face...

makes sure you can feel his boner for you when he turns you around, double checking no one is coming near as he lifts your skirt up...

holds his bicep to your throat as he spreads your legs, fucking you into the cabinets...

cums inside you, making sure to fill you up so you can feel him all day...

shyly puts himself away, apologising as you scold him for being so impatient at work after you've come back to your senses...

again, totally not listening to you when your lips look so lonely without his on them...

has superhearing and is definitely processing what you're saying, but maybe he just likes when you scold him...

kisses you as you melt into him, weak against his touch...

grabs your waist as you tremble back to your desk, making sure no one notices how weak he just made you...

gets hard at the thought of you leaking his cum all day...

races you home after work because the strain in his pants has been detrimental to him...

guides your hand to his boner through his pants so you can feel what you do to him...

carefully guides your mouth to his dripping cock as he watches you struggle to take him...

tells you that you are so pretty when you struggle breathe while he's in your mouth...

puts his hand gently on your head to get more of him in you...

cums inside your mouth as he pulls out before he gets in too deep...

carries you up to him so he can spread you again, making sure you know he's still hard for you...

uses your body as his personal cum sock as you whine for more when he lets himself into you, watching as you bounce on top of him...

makes sure you know he's thinking about you even when he's Superman, always making sure he lets the cameras know the love of his life is waiting for him at home...

has a wedding ring ready for you, he's had it since the moment he met you, but he wants to make sure you want this just as much as he does...

makes sure you know he will never let anyone harm you as he proposes to you one day after he takes you to see your favorite view...

knows you're his little hero secret and none of Superman's enemies will ever know you exist, because he knows he will do anything to make sure you stay safe...

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Yo I love you Clark Kent, wish he was real 😭, hope you all enjoyed! I have requests open in case anyone wants to request anything! YAY YAY YAY, SEE YOU ALL NEXT TIME!

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[pacifythes0ul]

"You're gonna do great."

// oneshot

pairing: re4r! leon x gender neutral! reader

summary: Leon meets your mom for the first time, a nervous mess. He eventually warms up and passes the 'good boyfriend' test, ending in your mom loving him.

warnings: none!

word count: 874

note: my first ever fanfic!! English isnt my first language so please forgive any grammar errors or anything like that, I wrote this at 2 am off of red bull💔

Leon had faced all kinds of messed up shit in the past—bioweapons, cultists, and things that didn’t even have names. So how come none of that compared to knocking on your mom’s front door?

He stood there for a moment longer than necessary, his hand hovering mid-air as he exhaled through his nose like he was preparing to massacre a whole room of zombies.

You gently took his hand, holding it reassuringly.

"Hey, it’s gonna be okay, Leon. She’s gonna love you, I promise.”

You gave him a soft, reassuring smile, your fingers still intertwined with his.

He sighed, squeezing your hand. “I just don’t want to say the wrong things, you know? I mean, what if, because I’m an agent, she thinks I’m some sort of danger to you… or a bad influence?”

You let out a small chuckle. “Baby… you’re gonna be fine. You’re the most charming man ever, and I’m sure my mom would 100% agree with me.”

You gently cupped his face and kissed him softly. You could feel Leon physically melt into your touch, his tension easing almost instantly.

When you pulled away, you looked up at him with a smile. “C’mon, let’s go before my mom thinks we died in a car crash or something.”

Leon chuckled, giving your hand one last squeeze before letting go to knock on the door, his other hand holding a bouquet of flowers for your mom.

After a couple seconds of Leon tidying himself up, the door swinged open.

“Hi, Mom!”

Your mom beamed, pulling you into a hug before her eyes landed on Leon. There was a split second—just a second—where she sized him up. Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed nicer than usual but still unmistakably… Leon.

“And you must be Leon.”

He straightened slightly, offering a polite smile. “Yes, ma’am. It’s really nice to meet you.”

Oh no. The ma’am.

You winced.

But instead of reacting badly, your mom smiled wider. “Well, aren’t you sweet..."

"Oh and these are for you." Leon said, offering her the flowers.

Your mom's eyes brightened even more (if that was even possible), taking the flowers from him.

"Awh, these are absolutely adorable, thank you, Leon! Come on in!"

Leon took your hand in his again, he then shot you a subtle glance as he stepped inside, like Did I do okay? and you squeezed his hand in reassurance.

The house smelled amazing—warm, comforting, something simmering that made Leon’s stomach quietly remind him he hadn’t eaten all day.

“You can put your shoes there,” your mom said, gesturing. “Dinner’s almost ready.”

“Thank you,” Leon replied, carefully toeing off his shoes like he was entering sacred ground instead of just… your childhood home.

You leaned closer to him as you walked toward the dining room. “You’re doing great,” you murmured.

“I feel like I’m being evaluated,” he muttered back.

“You are.”

He exhaled through his nose. “Fantastic.”

Dinner started off surprisingly normal.

Your mom asked Leon about his job.

You held your breath.

“It’s… government work,” Leon said smoothly.

You nearly choked on your drink trying not to laugh.

“Government work?” your mom echoed, intrigued. “That sounds important.”

“It can be,” he said, modest but careful. “Mostly paperwork.”

That was so wildly untrue you had to kick him lightly under the table.

He didn’t react—just took a calm sip of water like he wasn’t actively lying through his teeth.

“Oh, I’m sure there’s more to it than that,” your mom said knowingly, giving him a look that said I see you.

Leon smiled politely, but there was a flicker of something softer there. “Maybe a little.”

Halfway through dinner, something shifted.

Maybe it was the way Leon complimented the food—earnestly, not just to be polite. Or how he offered to help clear the table without hesitation. Or the way he kept glancing at you, like he was making sure you were okay, like you were the center of his gravity even here.

Your mom noticed.

Of course she did.

“So,” she said casually, drying her hands as Leon stood beside her at the sink. “How long have you two been together?”

Leon paused just slightly before answering, like he wanted to get it right.

“A while,” he said. Then, softer, more certain: “Long enough to know I’m really lucky.”

Your heart did something embarrassing and dramatic in your chest.

Your mom looked at him—really looked at him this time—and whatever she saw seemed to settle something.

“Well,” she said, a small smile tugging at her lips, “I can tell they're happy with you.”

Leon’s expression softened completely. “They deserve to be.”

You had to look away before you combusted on the spot.

Later, as you stood at the door saying goodbye, your mom pulled you into a quick hug.

“I like him,” she whispered.

Relief flooded you so fast it made you dizzy. “Yeah?”

“He’s a good one,” she said, giving you a knowing look. “Don’t mess it up.”

“Hey—!”

She just laughed and turned to Leon.

“It was lovely meeting you.”

“The pleasure was mine,” Leon said, warm and sincere.

And when the door closed behind you both, you turned to him with a grin.

“What did I tell you? She likes you.”

Leon let out a breath like he’d just completed a mission. “That was more stressful than anything I’ve done this week.”

You laughed, nudging his arm. “Oh please, you did great.”

He glanced down at you, a small, fond smile tugging at his lips. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

There was a quiet moment, soft and full.

Then—

“...You did call her ma’am, though.”

Leon groaned. “I panicked.”

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