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congrats on 200 angel! here to request some clark kent x otter!reader pool or beach day fluff <3
Summer Wine
200 followers special -> fanfic
𑁤 clark kent & otter!reader
𑁤 960 words
𑁤 fluff
𑁤 age restriction & cw: pg 13 (doesn't mean minors can interact btw) -> mentions of kissing, shirtless clark, that’s about it lmk if i missed any🤍
you adore bodies of water. they’re your safe space, the only place you can truly and utterly relax. you love being near it, in it, it truly doesn’t matter.
that’s why when your boyfriend told you he’s taking you to the beach for the entire day, you jumped up and down in excitement, peppering his face with kisses.
⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺
the car ride to the beach is truly euphoric. you laugh together, listen to your favorite tunes, you take photos of everything. it can’t be any more perfect.
when you get to the parking lot of the beach, clark doesn’t let you get out. instead he digs in the backseat to take out a thin scarf. seeing your confusion, he explains what he’s about to do with joy spilling out of his voice.
of course, you trust him so you let him blindfold you and escort you out of the car.
“you’re not going to drown me, are you?” you laugh, your heart fluttering with excitement.
“how did you know?” he jokes back, his hand on your waist, careful not to trip you.
after walking blindfolded for a while, your shoes finally touch the sand. by the way clark’s grip on your waist gets tighter, you can tell he’s just as, if not more excited as you are.
after walking a little more, he stops you and slowly takes the blindfold off, stepping in front of you so the sun doesn’t bother you as you get used to the bright surrounding. your body buzzing with excitement.
“turn around.” he smiles at you excitedly.
you turn around and when you see the scene before you, you can swear you could start crying.
a towel on the sand with an umbrella providing shade, two canvases and some paint baskets sitting right in the middle. it’s not a lot but it’s for you. planned specially for you.
“do you…like it? i know it’s not a lot but i figured you’d enjoy it.” he asks, sounding both proud of himself and unsure at the same time. pressing a soft kiss on the corner of his lips, you show your gratitude.
he eagerly sits you down and takes out the contents of the basket. taking a look at the apple pie and a look at clark, causing him to blush.
“you know me so well, clark.” you smile as you avert your gaze from him to the water.
“so, how is my favorite girl?” he inquires as he pours you both a glass of wine.
you start talking and he listens as he feeds you strawberries and all kinds of fruit he brought.
one of your favorite things about clark is that you could talk about anything and it would never be weird nor boring. he has that magic about him.
of course he isn’t the only one who listens. once you’re done talking about you, he starts talking and this time you listen. his voice bringing a sense of calm that no one else is capable of bringing.
the conversation slowly fades into comfortable silence. the only sound being the waves of the beach and a couple of children yelling in the distance as they play. you keep glancing at the water until clark’s laugh pull your attention back on him.
“get in,” he says, nudging you gently. “i can see the excitement radiate off you.”
you don’t need to be told twice. you hurriedly stand up, take your dress off. seeing that clark is still sitting you say, “well get up, farm boy. i haven’t got all day.” as you giggle.
“alright,” he laughs with you as he stands up, taking off his shirt and pants, revealing his swimming shorts and his gorgeous body. your mouth goes a little dry at the sight but you don’t linger. you take his hand as you run towards the salty water.
the water really works like magic because as soon as it touches your skin, you immediately become more relaxed than you first were.
you dive in the water, letting it consume you whole. when you come up, you see a very smitten clark kent look at you like you were a real life mermaid. the way he always looked at you will never fail to make you feel special.
you spend two hours in the water—just splashing around like teenagers, you try to ‘drown’ him, at some point you climb onto his back as he swims, your cheek resting at his nape, the sun hot on your skin.
eventually you go back to the sand and plop down to rest. clark lies on his stomach, folding his arms, while you get the paints and the canvases ready.
you lie next to him as you start to paint.
with the brush in your hand, the sand under you, the sound of waves and clark’s presence, you feel truly blissful.
“you’re beautiful, you know that?” clark speaks up after moments of silence between you. your face heats up as you look at him, covering his cheek with paint as a response. he raises an eyebrow at you before pulling you onto him, smearing the paint on his cheek on yours before peppering you with kisses. you can’t help but let out yelps and laughs of happiness.
“shut up and paint.” you command to which he doesn’t complain. who is he to say no to a beautiful girl like you?
⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺
by the time the sun dips lower and lower, you’re both exhausted. you’re now sitting between his legs, your back against his chest, watching the sun sink into the sea.
“today was absolutely perfect. thank you,” you sigh with contentment.
“anything for my girl.” he says as he presses a soft kiss to your head.
congrats on 200 angel! here to request some clark kent x otter!reader pool or beach day fluff <3
Summer Wine
200 followers special -> fanfic
𑁤 clark kent & otter!reader
𑁤 960 words
𑁤 fluff
𑁤 age restriction & cw: pg 13 (doesn't mean minors can interact btw) -> mentions of kissing, shirtless clark, that’s about it lmk if i missed any🤍
you adore bodies of water. they’re your safe space, the only place you can truly and utterly relax. you love being near it, in it, it truly doesn’t matter.
that’s why when your boyfriend told you he’s taking you to the beach for the entire day, you jumped up and down in excitement, peppering his face with kisses.
⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺
the car ride to the beach is truly euphoric. you laugh together, listen to your favorite tunes, you take photos of everything. it can’t be any more perfect.
when you get to the parking lot of the beach, clark doesn’t let you get out. instead he digs in the backseat to take out a thin scarf. seeing your confusion, he explains what he’s about to do with joy spilling out of his voice.
of course, you trust him so you let him blindfold you and escort you out of the car.
“you’re not going to drown me, are you?” you laugh, your heart fluttering with excitement.
“how did you know?” he jokes back, his hand on your waist, careful not to trip you.
after walking blindfolded for a while, your shoes finally touch the sand. by the way clark’s grip on your waist gets tighter, you can tell he’s just as, if not more excited as you are.
after walking a little more, he stops you and slowly takes the blindfold off, stepping in front of you so the sun doesn’t bother you as you get used to the bright surrounding. your body buzzing with excitement.
“turn around.” he smiles at you excitedly.
you turn around and when you see the scene before you, you can swear you could start crying.
a towel on the sand with an umbrella providing shade, two canvases and some paint baskets sitting right in the middle. it’s not a lot but it’s for you. planned specially for you.
“do you…like it? i know it’s not a lot but i figured you’d enjoy it.” he asks, sounding both proud of himself and unsure at the same time. pressing a soft kiss on the corner of his lips, you show your gratitude.
he eagerly sits you down and takes out the contents of the basket. taking a look at the apple pie and a look at clark, causing him to blush.
“you know me so well, clark.” you smile as you avert your gaze from him to the water.
“so, how is my favorite girl?” he inquires as he pours you both a glass of wine.
you start talking and he listens as he feeds you strawberries and all kinds of fruit he brought.
one of your favorite things about clark is that you could talk about anything and it would never be weird nor boring. he has that magic about him.
of course he isn’t the only one who listens. once you’re done talking about you, he starts talking and this time you listen. his voice bringing a sense of calm that no one else is capable of bringing.
the conversation slowly fades into comfortable silence. the only sound being the waves of the beach and a couple of children yelling in the distance as they play. you keep glancing at the water until clark’s laugh pull your attention back on him.
“get in,” he says, nudging you gently. “i can see the excitement radiate off you.”
you don’t need to be told twice. you hurriedly stand up, take your dress off. seeing that clark is still sitting you say, “well get up, farm boy. i haven’t got all day.” as you giggle.
“alright,” he laughs with you as he stands up, taking off his shirt and pants, revealing his swimming shorts and his gorgeous body. your mouth goes a little dry at the sight but you don’t linger. you take his hand as you run towards the salty water.
the water really works like magic because as soon as it touches your skin, you immediately become more relaxed than you first were.
you dive in the water, letting it consume you whole. when you come up, you see a very smitten clark kent look at you like you were a real life mermaid. the way he always looked at you will never fail to make you feel special.
you spend two hours in the water—just splashing around like teenagers, you try to ‘drown’ him, at some point you climb onto his back as he swims, your cheek resting at his nape, the sun hot on your skin.
eventually you go back to the sand and plop down to rest. clark lies on his stomach, folding his arms, while you get the paints and the canvases ready.
you lie next to him as you start to paint.
with the brush in your hand, the sand under you, the sound of waves and clark’s presence, you feel truly blissful.
“you’re beautiful, you know that?” clark speaks up after moments of silence between you. your face heats up as you look at him, covering his cheek with paint as a response. he raises an eyebrow at you before pulling you onto him, smearing the paint on his cheek on yours before peppering you with kisses. you can’t help but let out yelps and laughs of happiness.
“shut up and paint.” you command to which he doesn’t complain. who is he to say no to a beautiful girl like you?
⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺
by the time the sun dips lower and lower, you’re both exhausted. you’re now sitting between his legs, your back against his chest, watching the sun sink into the sea.
“today was absolutely perfect. thank you,” you sigh with contentment.
“anything for my girl.” he says as he presses a soft kiss to your head.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
congrats on 200 angel! here to request some clark kent x otter!reader pool or beach day fluff <3
Summer Wine
200 followers special -> fanfic
𑁤 clark kent & otter!reader
𑁤 960 words
𑁤 fluff
𑁤 age restriction & cw: pg 13 (doesn't mean minors can interact btw) -> mentions of kissing, shirtless clark, that’s about it lmk if i missed any🤍
you adore bodies of water. they’re your safe space, the only place you can truly and utterly relax. you love being near it, in it, it truly doesn’t matter.
that’s why when your boyfriend told you he’s taking you to the beach for the entire day, you jumped up and down in excitement, peppering his face with kisses.
⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺
the car ride to the beach is truly euphoric. you laugh together, listen to your favorite tunes, you take photos of everything. it can’t be any more perfect.
when you get to the parking lot of the beach, clark doesn’t let you get out. instead he digs in the backseat to take out a thin scarf. seeing your confusion, he explains what he’s about to do with joy spilling out of his voice.
of course, you trust him so you let him blindfold you and escort you out of the car.
“you’re not going to drown me, are you?” you laugh, your heart fluttering with excitement.
“how did you know?” he jokes back, his hand on your waist, careful not to trip you.
after walking blindfolded for a while, your shoes finally touch the sand. by the way clark’s grip on your waist gets tighter, you can tell he’s just as, if not more excited as you are.
after walking a little more, he stops you and slowly takes the blindfold off, stepping in front of you so the sun doesn’t bother you as you get used to the bright surrounding. your body buzzing with excitement.
“turn around.” he smiles at you excitedly.
you turn around and when you see the scene before you, you can swear you could start crying.
a towel on the sand with an umbrella providing shade, two canvases and some paint baskets sitting right in the middle. it’s not a lot but it’s for you. planned specially for you.
“do you…like it? i know it’s not a lot but i figured you’d enjoy it.” he asks, sounding both proud of himself and unsure at the same time. pressing a soft kiss on the corner of his lips, you show your gratitude.
he eagerly sits you down and takes out the contents of the basket. taking a look at the apple pie and a look at clark, causing him to blush.
“you know me so well, clark.” you smile as you avert your gaze from him to the water.
“so, how is my favorite girl?” he inquires as he pours you both a glass of wine.
you start talking and he listens as he feeds you strawberries and all kinds of fruit he brought.
one of your favorite things about clark is that you could talk about anything and it would never be weird nor boring. he has that magic about him.
of course he isn’t the only one who listens. once you’re done talking about you, he starts talking and this time you listen. his voice bringing a sense of calm that no one else is capable of bringing.
the conversation slowly fades into comfortable silence. the only sound being the waves of the beach and a couple of children yelling in the distance as they play. you keep glancing at the water until clark’s laugh pull your attention back on him.
“get in,” he says, nudging you gently. “i can see the excitement radiate off you.”
you don’t need to be told twice. you hurriedly stand up, take your dress off. seeing that clark is still sitting you say, “well get up, farm boy. i haven’t got all day.” as you giggle.
“alright,” he laughs with you as he stands up, taking off his shirt and pants, revealing his swimming shorts and his gorgeous body. your mouth goes a little dry at the sight but you don’t linger. you take his hand as you run towards the salty water.
the water really works like magic because as soon as it touches your skin, you immediately become more relaxed than you first were.
you dive in the water, letting it consume you whole. when you come up, you see a very smitten clark kent look at you like you were a real life mermaid. the way he always looked at you will never fail to make you feel special.
you spend two hours in the water—just splashing around like teenagers, you try to ‘drown’ him, at some point you climb onto his back as he swims, your cheek resting at his nape, the sun hot on your skin.
eventually you go back to the sand and plop down to rest. clark lies on his stomach, folding his arms, while you get the paints and the canvases ready.
you lie next to him as you start to paint.
with the brush in your hand, the sand under you, the sound of waves and clark’s presence, you feel truly blissful.
“you’re beautiful, you know that?” clark speaks up after moments of silence between you. your face heats up as you look at him, covering his cheek with paint as a response. he raises an eyebrow at you before pulling you onto him, smearing the paint on his cheek on yours before peppering you with kisses. you can’t help but let out yelps and laughs of happiness.
“shut up and paint.” you command to which he doesn’t complain. who is he to say no to a beautiful girl like you?
⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺
by the time the sun dips lower and lower, you’re both exhausted. you’re now sitting between his legs, your back against his chest, watching the sun sink into the sea.
“today was absolutely perfect. thank you,” you sigh with contentment.
“anything for my girl.” he says as he presses a soft kiss to your head.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
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