Night Breeding
Info - Clark waking you up for sex, possessive, breeding kink
“Darlin, Darlin?” Clark was mumbling into my neck. My eyes blinked open. I saw the clock read 3:00 am.
“Clark?” I groaned. “It’s late.”
“I know, and I’m sorry but, I just-“
As he shifted I felt the reason he’d woken me up. His length was hard and pulsing against my backside. He let out a small groan as I pressed against him.
“Tell me,” I whispered.
“I just need you, you,” he repeated the last word as he buried his face in my neck. He was kissing gently, soft butterfly touches.
“You,” he said again. “I’ll do all the word,” he promised, practically begging.
“Clark, take me,” I allowed. He gasped with delight.
His large hands reached around under my sleepshirt to cup my warm breasts. Deft fingers were rolling my nipples and I let out a noise of desire. He groaned into my skin, now sucking wet marks into it.
“You’re so perfect,” he chanted in my ear. He was grabbing handfuls of me like I’d been lost at sea, and not sleeping in his arms.
“Sometimes, honey, I don’t know,” he murmured as he kissed every inch of me.
“What Clark?” I whispered.
“I just can’t get enough of you. You were sleeping right next to me but I couldn’t help to wake you. I couldn’t help asking if you’d let me love you.”
“You always have my permission,” I said softly.
“Oh sweet heart,” he whined. He said the words like I’d granted him clemency.
“My baby, my doll,” he whimpered. I heard the elastic of his underwear.
He was rock hard against my ass. I felt his wet, needy head nudging my entrance. He just ran the swollen tip over my folds for a bit, mumbling praises in my ear.
“So beautiful, gonna take me so well. You always do. Golly you’re perfect.”
“Oh, fuck, Clark, won’t you push in?” I pleaded. I was getting wet anticipating the stretch he always provided. The eagerness of him had me melting in his arms. His large palms still massaged my sensitive breasts, and I arched back into him. He was everything. I wanted to be one with him.
“As you wish,” he breathed. He easily lifted my leg to give him more room. From behind I felt the pressure. He was slowly sliding his cock inside me. He filled me up inch by throbbing inch until he was balls deep inside.
We both sighed in mutual relief. This was when we felt our best, flush against one another. He was buried to the hilt and I could feel every vein I loved and adored. He’d put a second heart beat inside me.
“M’gonna start moving beautiful,” he told me. I nodded with a high whine.
“Oh, ah, gosh, oh, so tight,” Clark whimpered. His hips snapped desperately. He was kissing my neck and whispering, no, babbling his love for me.
“Always so good baby. Deep breaths, take me, take me, so right. Always so good with you.”
“Clark, Clark, Clark,” it was all I could say as he hit my spongey gspot over and over.
My slick walls greeted his every thrust. My cunt loved to suck him in, and every squelch that accompanied that. The wet plaps filled the room in the early morning.
“Gosh you feel SO good,” he exclaimed. “I could shout it and let everyone know.”
“There’s another way everyone could know,” I whispered. Clark stopped all movement.
“What honey? Want me to mark you. I don’t like to bite you but I could-“
“No,” I turned back so I could see those blue eyes shining at me.
“You, you could breed me,” I spoke it into the world. Clark said the first curse word I'd ever heard him utter.
“You mean it? I-I could get you pregnant?” He asked, lips barely moving.
“What better way to show how good you treat me, and how good I make you feel?” I giggled.
“Krypton almighty!” He pants. And then he’s fucking me harder and deeper than he ever has before. He lifts my leg higher so that he reaches deeper.
“Gonna fill you up sweet heart. Everyone is gonna see how well you do for me,” he gasped and moaned.
“Y-yes Clark, YES,” I exclaimed.
“Riiiiiight here baby,” he breathed, large palm covering my stomach. I groaned with lust. The idea of filling up with him, of the evidence being there for all to see. This was heady and dizzying.
“This is where you’re gonna grow. You’re gonna have my baby. Gosh I’m gonna be so proud of you sweet heart. Every time I see you get bigger, when we’re out my hand on your tummy. Golly I can see it now!”
He was harder than I’d ever felt, deep in my stomach. He held me, strong arms around me as he thrust and thrust.
“So proud of you, so proud of you,” he just recited over and over.
“Fill me Clark, fill my womb,” I begged.
“Make you grow with me? My own special mark on you?” He asked desperately. He needed this. He was kind and good but his Kryptonian roots made him hardwired to breed. I knew he could do it too, all those ropes of cum would fill me up and impregnate me.
“Please baby, please,” I begged. It was all he needed. His balls contracted and with a sound like an animal he began to cum. Every thrust pumped another spurt inside me.
My eyes rolled back into my head at the feeling of being warm and satisfied. I was gasping and thanking him. He was still hard and began to fuck the load deeper he needed to make sure it stuck. He needed to make sure everyone knew I was his.
“Mine,” he whispered as he pushed his seed deeper. “Always mine.”