You and him did a scene where he watched you play with yourself.
You pressed a vibe to your clit and he just watched you drip onto the mattress
He was obviously inconsolable. He begged and pleaded to touch you, leaking in his boxers (which was all you left him in).
"Please, please! Baby, I'll be so good- make you feel so good. Let me- Just let me help, yeah?" He didn't even need to be bound. He just sat at the edge of the bed with his hands behind his back.
"Mmm, just watch for now. Can you do that for me, Clark?" You teased. He whimpered out a 'yes.'
He was rock hard, of course, not only because of the sight laid out in front of him, but also because of the toy, he couldn't help but wonder just how good something like that could feel. You seemed to enjoy it a lot.
Obviously he's touched himself. He was far from innocent, but that was uncharted territory for him. He was used to an old-fashioned hand.
"G-gosh..." He grunted into his palm. He was trying to be conscious of the amount of sound he made, but it wasn't going very well. He ran his hand up and down his wet shaft, a lewd squelch came out when he squeezed the tip as he hand came up. His hips raised as if being pulled up by a string. He finished all over his hand and stomach, begging 'please, please.' to an empty room.
There was this strange feeling in him when he watched you cum on the vibrator, not that same knot in his stomach he always felt watching you get off, this was something new. Envy.
He wanted it so bad, but he didn't know how to bring it up.
He knows he shouldn't have done it, but one night, you left the toy at his place and he just couldn't resist.
He felt it in his hands, it was purple, tiny but dense.
Next thing he knew, he was on his back with his boxers around his ankles. He ran the toy up and down his shaft and he couldn't believe what he was missing out on. The vibe was so small compared to his supersized package, but even that little bit of stimulation drove him crazy. He came before he could even touch it to his tip.
His vision was blurry and his heart was racing. It was crazy how this little toy could make him react like that. He fell asleep right after that, since he was so spent, but woke up to your phone ringing.
You were calling asking if you could come over since you left something. You were already on your way. Now, he's panicking.
He tries to clean it before you get there there but he didn't dry it properly and you notice beads of water. You gave him a strange glance and he couldn't even defend himself
You tease that poor boy all night, just edging him and driving him insane.
His thighs trembled as you ran the bullet across his girth. He had already been edged countless times and he could barely think straight. You run the toy a little higher until you reach his thick tip and he immediately begins to beg. "Please- Oh, please! Not there- I'm so- Oh! So sensitive..."
You just keep putting those sweet noises out of him all night long.
Can you write smth nsfw for clark where it starts off as clark being weak/sore for the for the first time so he’s unsure oh what to do about the pain, so the reader offers to give a massage, then clark is a moaning mess and it turns nsfw.(sub clark) (reader would have started filming before she started) (im 19)
hii angel !! thank you for the request, i haven’t wrote for clark in soo long so hope u enjoyy !! mdni 18+ mg also i forgot the filming part so sorry my brain is scrambled td 😔 also not fully proofread help rushed afffff
“you okay baby?” you ask clark who’s sprawled out shirtless on your bed, skin burning and muscles aching. he’s never felt like this before, the strongest man on the planet reduced to a sulking, sore mess. his brows furrowed as he tried to shake off the discomfort, “i don’t… i don’t know,” he muttered, wincing as he shifted. “everything hurts.”
when you offered to help, clark blinked up at you with those wide pretty eyes, hesitant, almost shy, like he wasn’t sure he deserved it. it made your stomach flip. the second you touched him, he sucked in a sharp breath. “relax,” you whispered, squeezing his shoulders gently. you let your hands slide lower, pressing into his back, feeling every inch of him tense and give under your hands. each movement was slow and deliberate, teasing him, making sure he felt every bit of the pressure you applied. the soft groan that escaped his lips made you smirk, “fuuck, that — that hurts,” he groaned out, but he didn’t tell you to stop. if anything, he arched a little into your touch, shivering.
“it’s supposed to,” you murmured, leaning down to kiss between his shoulder blades. “you’re doing so good for me, baby.” the praise went straight to clark’s head, and lower. you felt him rutting subtly into the mattress, trying so hard to stay still and failing miserably. “you wanna feel even better, pretty boy?” he nodded frantically, hips grinding down, desperate for any kind of relief “please,” he whined, voice cracking. you loved how he was wrecked already and you’d barely touched him yet.
his body was still trembling when you flipped him over. his mouth opened, a soft, hoarse sound tumbling out. something between a moan and your name. then you saw his dick twitch again, already hardening, even though he was clearly overstimulated. you sank down onto him slowly, torturously slow, hands on his chest for balance as he gripped your ass, hips bucking into you. “baby” he whined, breath hitching, “wait — it’s too much” you didn’t stop, rolling your hips harder, dragging your nails down his stomach. “you’re doing so good, baby. just take it.” clark’s hands slid up your back, trembling, like he wanted to hold onto you. wanted to beg for mercy but couldn’t form the words.
“shit, angel.. i’m gonna cum —” the way your pussy squeezed around him, dragging over every oversensitive inch, it was torture. the sweetest, most addictive kind. you clenched around him one last time before he came hard, large hands fisting your frame, hot load spilling inside you, with everything he had left, like he was giving you his whole fucking soul.
…. guys. I think that because Clark has super vision and can see long distances. I think clark basically has a microscope on his eyes all the time… So imagine after he finishes on your face. And you go clean it up but he zooms in and sees left over cum molecules on ur face.. a boner would pop up so quick. Especially the next day when he still sees it on you?…
Just thinking about fae!reader tricking clark into being a fuck doll… Perhaps Clark gets hit by some sex pollen and asks you, who so happened to be perfectly placed in this secretly magical empty garden , to help him. To make him cum over and over, you make it clear you have to get something in return and he nods without a care in the world.
As soon as he finishes one last time he passes out. Clark wakes up the next day and gets ready for work in the mirror only to stop and look at the swirled green sucubuss tattoo on his abdomen pulsing softly. Holy shit.
How are we feeling about our alien boy actually having alien anatomy, (i.e ribbed for their pleasure lmao)
… I firmly believer it has suckers on it. DEADASS. I’m thinking about it and i think it changes colours LIKE NOT CRAZY just like normal flesh to a slight green and blue colour at the base. I ALSO THINK it can disguise its self so um folk don’t notice anything crazy. But defos has a bumpy texture smooth grooves subtly gripping onto you. I also thinking if exposed to sunlight it shines like a nice old gold w a hot tip. so again… the sunlight punishment … BUT THAGS FOR ANOTHER DAY. I also thinking it has loose hairs of skin if there was no grooves, things secreting you with sex pollenish vibes to make you more pliant and ur body able to take more of him. (U guys find out together after doing a SCIENCE EXPEriment 😉😉😉😉) OR MAYBE not small holes but dips in between the grooves of his cock that make tiny portions of sex pollen to evenly distribute about.
PEE PEE TW HERE!!
He definitely can’t hold his pee well. I think he has a weak bladder and he’s terrible at pressure control so him having a sound down his hole is a blessing. I THINK THERES GRIP STRENGTH ON HIS HOLE! his cock hole. specifically. …. Listen. I like to think that he could last a bit having it down so no problem on that whole “leaking” thing, the problem is if he’s stimulated at the same time. Like if he’s naked? no texture to worry about and he can focus all his energy on his cock hole gripping the sound as he lovingly cleans ur kitchen. But dress him up in a rough pair of boxers and his cock is struggling. OR LATEX?? The suckers would stick on and it would bulge awkwardly showing EVERYTHING. Imagine pulling it off?
Pop pop pop . And a large amount of pre against his chest and his cock is drenched
On that note I think his nips are larger than the average persons , areoles are defos kind of like “womanly-ish” to other people and just that amount of sensitive. I FIRMLY BELIEVE HE CAN LACTATE IF YOU GIVE HIS BODY A FEW DAYS TO GET ACCUSTOMED FOR IT. I like to think kryptonians messed up here and there w gender and human anatomy stuff so i think his body could conform to different things.
Didn’t know how much I needed sounding with Clark until I read ur work 🙏
😞 i am to satisfy the people for needs they didn’T even KNOW ABOUT. CLARK WOULD LOVE IT GANG, pushing him to his limits while babying him would get him going too…
Like imagine it’s ya’lls first time with this and your slowly shoving down and he’s whining , gasping and shaking like a leaf because of how damn difficult it is to take it but you hush him,
‘It’s alright baby I know you can handle it…’
He’s practically gritting his teeth both to keep going and make you proud and happy but also for the fact he was about to bust within 5 seconds. Silent begging too.. Maybe for more maybe for less but he keeps taking it to keep you happy.
DIVA PLEASE!!! SPANKING CLARK KENT! OH MY GOLLY ID PAY YOU A TRILLION BILLON DOLLARS FOR A SPANKING FIC
🥹 MY SMUT WRITING IS SO BAD I CAN ONLY DO SHORT ASS SCENES AND EVEN THEIR PUSHING IT BUT I’LL SEE IF I CAN TRY.. NO PROMISES I FEAR 🥲 I’LL MAKE UP W SOME BAT SHIT INSANE KINK
Pee schedules with Barry and Clark in themselves would be a whole event. BARRY HAS A FAST METABOLISM! That man ain’t holding shit.
Like Imagine sounding them and keeping them in cock cages (you know the works), like in the mornings clean cocks blah blah rough towel , hurts they start leaking plug em up. Barry AND Clark both know if they remove this? They are DEAD.
Barry at work would have to force himself to be so so patient that it’s unusual to folk around him. Especially when he quickly runs away to do the little dance he can’t in public. He watches the clock like a hawk not because he’s at work and wants to leave … it’s so he can feel comfort knowing when he gets to pee next for smaller.
Clark is a challenge. He’s superhuman he would be fine, so how do you get under his skin? Make it ages. Spread them out 6 hours , 8 hours even 10 you have to make him feel it. The funny thing is he would try and preform like nothings really different around the office but he’s sweating and moaning the second everyone looks away. Lois would catch on immediately and tell Jimmy making them both laugh while Clark grits his teeth and forces himself to keep typing.
Clark’s times would be home time and Barry’s would be throughout the day, but knowing Barry he would need to go then too. So you make them play stupid games, rock paper scissors, monopoly, uno, just very long games and whoever wins gets to go. Of course you’re involved and if you lose you get to punish the winner anyway.