NSFW/18+ ONLY -> Clark goes down on you, nipple play, ambiguous genitalia, smut
You think it's the super-senses—the heightening of all his faculties that make everything so much more intense, so much more enhanced, so much more felt. If he can detect the minutiae of your neurons firing and synapses connecting—then surely sex must be so much more amplified.
Or maybe Clark just can't stop himself from being in between your legs.
"Oh—Clark—"—You beg, feeling your thighs tremble from where they've been tightly clenched around his ears. You can't help but writhe under the way his tongue laves at you. Each rasping lick makes you clutch onto his hands, carefully intertwined with yours.
All he does in return is make a very vocal groan that hums through the junction of your legs. That makes something awaken hot and sweet as a wave of torturous euphoria rockets up you.
As his hands release yours—signifying that he'll be stopping. You don't voice your complaint, though. This only means that he'll be exploring other avenues to taste you. To please you.
He moves quicker than your eyes can detect, but when he's visible again, he's in mouthwatering, undressed, muscular length over your body. You scarcely have time to appreciate how the firm, implacable plane of his chest feels over you, the flat, toned muscles of his stomach pressing into yours.
He's too busy running the flat of his tongue over the juncture of your neck and shoulder, tasting the bead of exertion that's snaked down from your temple. He's too distracting with the way he moves at indiscernible velocity to capture your nipple with the lap of his tongue. Far too interested in making it pearl under the wet heat of his mouth.
"Oh, fuck—"—You try to keep your hands tangled in the curls of his hair, to keep him there as another wave of pleasure crests over you, but he's too quick. His tongue is already pressing at the seam of your lips, requesting entry to you. And you're already giving it to him, so he may explore the back of your teeth. Another flavor that he may appreciate on his soft palate—as the head of his cock presses at you.
But he's insistent to keep you distracted by his tongue, even as his hand gently spreads your legs open, to make him accessible to him. To nose in his impossible length—forcing you to break the kiss and groan at the way he feels as he fills you up.
"You taste perfect," Clark whispers against the acreage of your lips, a promise, an oath of his love—and the lust that lies underneath.
"And you feel perfect," You whine as he continues to glide in, filling you up—an unspoken plea in your voice.
He chuckles, pressing his mouth against you in one final kiss that lingers. And then he gets to work as he fills you to the hilt. His reward is the moan from you he claims with the terrain of his lips.
the idea of Wally West on his knees, looking up at you with glassy-eyed reverence, a collar around his neck attached by pretty little leash you had to spend little effort to convince him into—
He’s naked, but he’s where he wants to be. And the way you push him back with your foot that urges into his chest, convincing him back until he’s fully flat against the ground, his cock jutting out shamelessly, bobbing with the movement. He groans loudly, wantonly as you put pressure on his pec, and he watches.
“Do you want me to ride you?” You ask quietly, looking at him with soft intonation that cloaks total authority. His jaw sets, his Adam’s apple jumps in the column of his throat.
“Yes, mommy,” he moans, “Please—please.”
You grin. “Well, then you be a good boy for me.”
And then as you take your seat, thighs clenched, a gasp tumbling freely from your lips as you slide down the length of his cock—you can see the blissed-out look in his eyes, the way he leans into the tug you make on the collar.
ive been waiting for this moment...omega red posting... inappropriate use of his tendrils bc he doesn't have to use his powers with them all the time 😛😛😛 and I know he's hung but I need the tendrils #OKAY -nightjarwings
I need the council to weigh in because I think we’ve found a real fucking gen here
