NEEDY CLARK KENT
Combining ideas from several posts that I saw, gahhh it was so difficult to choose which whimpery man I should make this about, but I have a soft spot for Clark <3.
Based off this post:
đŹ 3  đ 50  â€ïž 1301 · know how some pet owners 'clicker-train' their pets? drawing a sound that they recognise and then rewarding them right
NSFW: whimpering/tears/mast*rbation in a hidden space in public/neglecting orgasm/self depricating language/p*rn w/ little plot/sexual pain in the sense that he doesn't want to disobey you/established but non public relationship/kind of a dom x sub relationship in a way/use of pet names
NON DESCRIPTIVE READER (ur only mentioned through phrases, you're not directly present hehe)
Plot: Clark is like a puppy, following you around, always making sure your needs are taken care of. He's trained just for you. You need something? He's there. Sighing because you're tired? Not on his watch, he's carrying you to bed or getting you a nice warm coffee in the office. Feeling h*rny and needy? Clark lives to please you and just you. Even when he's alone all he can do is think of you, so much it even hurts, but what's a little pain... right?
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Clark knew you needed a day off, he knew you were tired. It took everything in him not to call off with you, stay by your side just in case you needed anything. But you urged him to go in today, reminding him that not everyone knew you two were together and that it would look weird if he also called out.
It ached Clark's heart to turn to your desk and not find you there. It was like... he actually had to work? He couldn't just go visit you in case you needed something just a few steps away.
His phone buzzed, and that simple message was enough to send Clark spiraling.
-missing you đ, can't wait till ur home!
-I could go see you right now yknow
-but the wait is the fun part, see you after work xoxo
Clark hurt, he could defy your orders, he could definitely go see you. But he was obedient, he would wait patiently for you after work.
The day could not go by faster, and all Clark could imagine was you laying in bed, waiting for him to come home. You arms wide open for him and the way your lips would be his perfect greeting. All his thoughts were enough to get him going, Clark's ears turned pink as he looked down to the tent in his pants growing.
Clark gulped, he had no instruction. Standing up he quick walked to the old filing room in the back, the only place he knew no one would walk into anytime soon. He hid behind the files as he squeezed into a corner.
-baby I'm having issues, I'm hard đđ»
A bubble appeared quickly, much to his relief. Yet your message was anything but helpful.
-you miss me that much?
-Of course I do, please let me come see you...
-that's no fun, you have to be patient đ
Clark huffed, the tent in his pants only growing. He had to be obedient, but it was starting to hurt. Clark did something he wouldn't usually do, never in his life would he ever lie to you, but he needed to help himself.
-ok baby, I will wait đ§đ»
The guilt starting seeping into his body, the lies he was telling... he felt horrible. Clark rubbed himself through his pants, images of you filling his mind. The way you body moved at his touch, and the way you felt when he came with you. Fuck- all those thoughts plagued Clark as the friction from his hands sped up with the hard he had in his pants.
He huffed as he gave it his all to remain obedient. There were still a few hours left till he could go home, he wasn't surviving that long. Clark began to undo his work pants, the belt sounding like prison chains as he slowly gave in to the temptation.
His hard was aching now, springing as he let it free. He groaned as he played with the pre cum that dripped from his tip. Tears began to form in Clark's eyes as he realized he was disobeying you right now.
Such a bad boy, why didn't you listen to me?
He could imagine your words at him.
"I'm sorry, please I'm so sorry baby-" he whimpered as he took himself, stroking lightly at the thought of you. He started slow, maybe this way he wouldn't get greedy so easily. But the way he imagined you, the ways he wanted to have you right now... it didn't help his imagination was so vivid.
Images and sounds of you on your knees, taking him and tasting him like he was the only meal you ever needed. He groaned at the thought you, his speed picking up. The tears in Clark's eyes had began to fall down his face, his heart heavy as he continued to disobey you.
"Baby please forgive me-" he whimpered out as his strokes became the one thing he was trying to avoid... greedy. He stroked faster as the knot in his stomach began to grow. "Fu- I can't, I can't," Clark sobbed, his moans mixing with whines, "I can't cum without you, I'm a horrible person." He was so close, stroking as pre cum helped lubricate his pulsing cock. It took everything in him not to keep going.
He slowly stopped his pace as his body slumped on to the wall behind him. His hard still pulsed at him, trying to get him to continue.
"I can't do it, not without you," Clark talked to himself as he continued to cry. He had been bad, lying to you and then doing as he pleased? This was not like himself, you would surely punish him.
Clark needed to tell you the truth, he couldn't believe he couldn't even be patient.
-Baby I'm sorry, I got greedy...
He turned to his camera, angling the picture so you could see his hard but also the tears in his eyes. He at least wanted you to know he was sorry.
-Oh Clark... such a pretty man when you cry
-Please don't be mad.
-Hmmm
Clark's heart skipped a beat, he stuffed himself back into his pants. Wiping his tears as he headed towards the bathroom near the room he was in, ducking and running before anyone saw his face.
He washed off, his eyes puffy from crying.
-ok maybe I'll be nice...
He read your text. Would you let him come home finally? He was still hard in his pants, which meant now he was also frustrated. He could never be mad at you no... he was mad at himself for being so selfish.
-Can I come home?
-No... you still need to be punished because you didn't listen to me
Clark gulped, the guilt still eating at him.
-I'm sorry baby...
-Hmmm, but I do think it would be nice to let you come home one hour early, what do you think?
Clark glanced at the clock on his phone: 2:55pm exactly...
What was one more hour right? Right?
-Yes baby, I think that's a great idea
-See you then my love đ
-Ok babe đ
That was all Clark could muster, between his puffy eyes and stuffed nose, he tried his best to regain himself before heading back to his desk. Wearily he plopped down, trying to get back into focus. But he could hear every ticking sound the clock made, counting down until he could be inside of you again.
When 4pm hit (one hour before he was out) he announced he needed to go home as he was having a family emergency. Daily Planet's staff of course... unaware of the actual reason... hurried him out of the office to take care of this "family emergency."
Clark raced home., the aching he had been ignoring this past hour bubbling back as his hard was still very much present. When Clark walked into your apartment he burst into your room to find you ready for him, a grin on your face that could only mean trouble. Clark smiled, he knew you could be kind, but he also felt guilty because a part of him was excited about the punishment you had in store for him...
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Short but sweet! These ideas were awakened within me as I scrolled on tumblr at 3am and my fingers burned to write mwahahaha. Hope you guys enjoyed! I am so happy to be able to write again, I always have my requests open but I will make a post when I run out of ideas mwehehe.












