#dc fandom

you tried to hide your smirk as you planned how you would present it and how it would go over, though you knew he wouldn’t mind, in fact you knew he’d be more than happy with the idea you were very proud of.

he knew you were hiding something both from the way your heartbeat picked up and the way your chin was tucked in which further led to the slow of your fingers on his shirt. he often listened to your heartbeat to calm him, and it was a great way to tell exactly how you were feeling even if you tried to hide it.

“what are you thinking about, angel?” he smiled up at you, lightly pinching your sides to get you to look up. you didn’t, instead you broke and smiled, eyes still glued to his chest. “mmh, nothing i just have an idea”

you’d think he’s a dog and you just said ‘treat’ the way he practically perked up in excitement. “tell me” he didn’t even try to hide his excitement as the indents on his cheeks deepened and he adjusted his neck to fully look up at you, giving you his undivided attention.

“well i know you’re gonna miss me… so” you trailed off “what are you gonna do when you miss me?” you asked, purposely adjusting yourself on his lap to tease him. “call you, listen to your heartbeat if you aren’t awake?” he asked, a little clueless as to what you were aiming for.

“no, well yes i just mean when you really miss me you know?” you blinked at him, hands now planted in his stomach. he paused, then breathed once “look at those pretty pictures you sent me a few weeks ago, or call you of course”

you didn’t send nudes very often, simply because he was always there in the flesh, but when he slept at his parents' house for the weekend last month you figured you’d try it. “well what about a video?” he tilted his head curiously, eyes darkening slightly “like, you know, of us”

his mouth fell slightly open before he licked his lips and nodded, movement almost unnoticed, like he was in a trance. “i have that old camcorder, you can keep the tape it’s totally safe and i bought something to wear i haven’t tried on for you yet so i don’t know, i guess i was thinking it could be a treat for you while your away because-“ you weren’t running out of words and breath as you trailed on.

“yes, yeah honey i’d love that” he smiled at you like you were the only person in the word, hands on your cheek as he pulled in to kiss you. you nodded at each other in confirmation before kissing again. “now go show me what you bought baby” 

a few minutes later you were walking out the bathroom, body adorned in black lace and tiny bows. he was sat against the headboard, patiently waiting for your return and when you did his back immediately straighten. his mouth fell open slightly, looking you up and down slowly taking in the sight before him.

“oh baby you’re so beautiful” he whispered like he was talking to himself. “thank you” you muttered, tiptoeing to your desk where you opened a drawer where the camcorder was placed.

you pulled it out with a smile, crawling into clark’s lap. when you were sat on his thighs you turned on the camera, instructing him how to work it. 

“okay, okay. it’s on yeah?” you nodded “perfect, look at you” he spoke, pointing the camera to where you sat on him, up to your face slowly. you smiled as he filmed you, waving your hand shyly.

he was mesmerized by you, he almost forgot to speak, too busy trying to catch you in the viewfinder. his free hand found your waist, toying with some frilly lace before he cupped your face and brought you closer. he pointed the camera to the sheets too focused on kissing you before you corrected him. 

“no! clark the whole point is to film us silly, here” you pushed his arm up, tilting the camera to where your faces met. the kiss was soft and slow at first, it was clear he was trying to take in the moment, but that was before you forced your tongue into his mouth. grabbing at his shoulders to pull yourself closer, hand running through his curls as you moaned into his mouth. his hand found its way to your ass, squeezing gently, pressing you closer to the growing bulge in his pants making your hips rock against him.

he hums into your mouth the second your hips move, opening his mouth even wider for you, welcoming your tongue, your touch, and each movement you made above him. 

within seconds you’re both moaning into each other's mouth, clearly aching for one another as the kiss grows sloppy. he’s suddenly flipping you over so he’s above you, careful to keep the camera pointed at you.

he pulls from the kiss to sit on his knees, pointing the camera to your torso. he’s purposeful as he captures every lace detail he can, his big hand resting on your stomach. he smiles to himself as he films like he’s already excited to watch the tape back.

“so perfect angel” he whispers, kissing your neck as the camera angles to capture your reaction as his lips connect with your skin. his lips continue to kiss down your body, licking your nipples through the sheer lace of your bra, down to your bellybutton and to the waistline of your panties.

he pulls back after a peck to your mound, sitting up on his knees again, the camera still pointing down at you. “here, i wanna see your face when i make you come” he hands you the camera, already positioned to look at your face. you nod wordlessly with a smile, biting on your lip while you take the camera from his hands.

his fingers hook on either side of your panties, pulling them down and throwing them somewhere in the room for you to find later. he kisses your inner thighs making his way closer and closer to your core. when he reaches it, he licks a stripe up to your clit, pulling off to blow cold breath on your bud making your eyebrows push together and your back arch. 

he decided to tease you, licking circles around your entrance then kissing your inner thighs, avoiding your clit the best he can and it’s killing him just as much as it’s killing you. he did it all just to hear the desperate drawn out “please” that leaves your mouth.

he smiles against you before his lips close around your clit, tongue flicking it before his middle finger finds its way to your entrance, circling once, then twice before he eases it in slowly.

“ah- fuck” you moan, camera shaking in your hand as you throw your head back in pleasure. your fingers rake through his hair as he adds a second finger. he makes an effort to make sure the rhythm of his lips match with the pump of his fingers.

he hums into you, satisfied with the noises you’re making. he looks up every so often to make sure the camera is still pointing at your face. there’s nothing more clark loves than the way your face scrunches up when you come. he loves how vulnerable you are, how he knows he’s the one that makes you feel so good and he’s the only one who gets to see you like this. the second you put this whole recording idea in his head he knew he’d have to get a shot of your face, and he was very satisfied with the shot he was getting.

he’s relentlessly lapping at your cunt, fingers curling at that spongey spot that makes you whimper and your sweaty hand nearly drops the camera on your nose. you tighten your grip, sure not to drop it as his free hand comes up to cup your boob massaging at the fat as he continues to work you to your orgasm.

you look down at his hand before pulling it to your mouth and taking his pointer and middle finger in your mouth with a satisfied hum. you wanted him all over you and nothing beats the salty taste of his sweat on your tongue.

“mmh- mm” is all you can manage as you pull his fingers deeper into your mouth, your slobber coats his fingers and your chin as you wrap your tongue around his digits. he whimpers against your folds as your mouth moves against him and he nearly loses it just as bad as you do. your teeth dig into his fingers as you get close, hips moving with the rhythm he’s set.

your whimpers grow raw and desperate as your orgasm approaches. his pace continues to ride out your high until you're pushing him away to avoid overstimulation. his fingers leave your mouth slowly and you immediately pull him in for a kiss, ignoring how you can taste yourself on your lips.

the camera now focused on where your lips meet, a low hum from the device meshing with the smack of the kiss. you can’t help but hum into the kiss, needily bucking your hips so your clit brushes in the thin fabric of his sweatpants. 

there's a low rumble that leaves his throat when you grind yourself on his growing bulge. “please” you whimper, pulling on his curls the way you know he loves, “i need you”. he exhales against your lips, clearly trying to keep his composure. he pecks your lips once before he does the same to your cheek, then your neck, your navel, then your mound before standing to remove his sweatpants and t-shirt in one go.

selfishly, you point the camera to him, hopeful you’ll get to rewatch the tape sometime later. he takes another look at you before grabbing your hips and turning you over in one sweep. he takes the camera from you pointing it where he grabs your hips to pull your ass up in the air, your shoulders still pressed into the mattress.

“you’re so pretty” he mutters as his hand comes down to massage the meat of your ass. he trails from the curve of your ass to your slick folds where he separates your slit, intentionally filming the way you clench around nothing. you think you hear clark curse under his breath which is a very rare occurrence but before you can fully process his tip is prodding at your entrance. 

he takes it slow, inching in slowly to let you adjust to his length. his free hand rests on your hip, slowly pulling you deeper on him as the camera stays steady in the other. he tried his best to keep his cool, take it as slow as possible, so you felt just as good as he did, but his fingers dug into your hips roughly and he bottomed out faster than he intended to. and when he did a shallow whimper left your mouth.

“m’sorry, sorry baby i'll go slow, yeah?” his voice was low and breathy like he couldn’t believe what was in front of him. “no, please don’t go slow” you purred, pulling your hips forward until his tip was the only thing left in you before you slammed your hips back until you met his pelvis.

his moan echoed throughout the room as your hips circled, chasing pleasure. 

continuing to grind yourself into him your rhythms matched, as he drove his hips forward, planting himself in you, you arched deeper into his thrusts. “fuck clark” your moans muffled by the bed, which doesn’t last long because he says something about wanting to hear you, so you throw your head back before saying his name again.

he’s fucking you senseless, your brain is fuzzy and all u can think about are the intense waves of pleasure he’s sending through your body. you question if there’s a feeling better than this. each word you babble is nonsense, each thrust builds the puddle growing in your lower belly, each second manages to make you numb because of all the pleasure circulating through your body. 

he leans down to press tender kisses to your neck, the cool camera pushes into your side temporarily, making you shiver. “you feel so good baby, doing so good for me” he whispers it in your ear and you're sure it’s because he knows how close he’s pushing you to the edge.

he gently kisses behind your ear before grabbing your chin so he can kiss you. your jaw is slack, drool pudding on the pillow beneath you. all you can manage is weak noises from the bass if your throat. he pulls away then, sat back on his knees and the camera pointed to the ripples of your ass.

“ah- fuck i need to see your face baby” he says before somehow managing to say inside you while flipping you over to your back all while the camera stays in his other hand.

your eyes have widened, shocked from the way he just manhandled you and he doesn’t have a drop of sweat to prove it, he just… glistens. 

the shock wears off quickly because suddenly all you can think about is the hand running up your torso and to your tit where he massages gently. his hips begin to thrust again settling in the rhythm he had just moments before.

the hand once at your tit is now at your mound, his palm pressing down on your lower belly while his thumb rubs tight rough circles into your clit. 

in a blink your seeing stars, your head is blank and you let yourself get blissfully lost in the pleasure. “clark, clark” you whimper because that’s all the warning you can give.

you’re coming for the second time that day. your thighs tremble when your back arches up and your head is thrown back. your body tenses up before fully relaxing in a way only possible from clark fucking you.

he continues to rub at your clit even after you’ve come, even though he knows how sensitive you get. he kisses you then, carefully tossing the camera somewhere in the bed because he truly only cared to get your orgasm on camera. 

he gasps against your lips before he’s twitching inside of you and spilling hot spurts of cum inside you. the second he sucks in just enough breath he kisses you again, pulling away from your clit in hopes to stop the shake in your leg caused by the overstimulation.

you stay there for a few breaths, chest to chest feeling every breath you have each other. he pulls from your neck to look at you, his eyes dragging from your chin to your cheek, nose, forehead, then your eyes which pulls a smile from his lips, the deep indents on his cheeks making you smile just at hard.

he kisses you once, then twice then suddenly he’s peppering kisses all over your face until and giggling. when he sees the smile settle on your face he pulls back to really look at you, unaware that the camera he threw on the bed is perfectly angled to capture the moment.

“i love you” he says it like it’s the first time all over again, like when he first woke up he dedicated his was the day to truly tell you how he felt and he spent the day nervous to find the right time to tell you.

and it warms your heart because you know just how much he means it and you feel the same way. “i love you too” you whisper, kissing his nose.

a moment passes before you turn your head toward the camera and click it off. you can’t wait to rewatch it when clark gets back home.

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