TITLE: Nothing Like You And I
BY: trory-goddess
RATING: PG-13 (For now)
PAIRING: Clark/Chloe
SUMMARY: New relationships are so much fun…and really complicated
SPOILERS: None that I know of, since none of this happened on the show
DISCLAIMER: Don't own a damn thing – just borrowing the characters for my own nefarious pleasure. And credit to The Perishers for the fic title.
A/N: Well, this is good for me – less than a month between fic updates. What a monumental accomplishment. Anyway, I hope you guys like the first chapter, and R&R so I actually feel motivated to update.
SHOUT-OUTS: Tanya, my Chlark beta and PIC – thanks for putting up with my eccentricities and my insane Tom lust; I'm glad we can keep each other accountable and not seek help for our addiction…also, all my peeps on AIM – you know who you are, and you know the love resides.
CHAPTER I: Get In The Groove
"Hello?"
Clark beamed upon hearing the voice at the end of the receiver.
"Hey you."
Chloe unknowingly returned the smile. "Morning gorgeous…aren't I going to see you in like -- twenty minutes?"
"W-well, yeah…I just wanted to hear your voice."
"Aww, you're sweet. But I know what this is about."
His face winced. "You do?"
"Mhm…this is your complimentary 'I'll phone the very next morning to craftily let her know that I'm not backing out of the new boyfriend/girlfriend thing we started yesterday before she gave me a blow job' call," she deduced accurately, rewarded with his self-incriminating chuckle.
"Was I that obvious about it?"
"Oh come on, Clark…'I just wanted to hear your voice'? So overused, you were practically begging me think something was up."
"Well I guess I'll have to study my '50 Best Lines Used In New Relationships' book a little better next time," he teased sourly.
"Sounds like a plan…see you at school?"
"Definitely."
Her eyebrow quirked at the unintended sexy tone his voice took on but decided to press through. "Bye Clark."
"Bye."
He ended the conversation with a satisfied grin, hitting the 'Talk' button then tossing the portable in some anonymous direction and grabbing his stuff so he could head out the door.
Strolling down the main hallway of Smallville High, Clark's anticipatory smile widened as he caught the sun reflecting off a certain reporter's neck-length blonde hair. He figured he could try to sneak up on her, but nothing ever seemed to get past her…ever, so he decided against it and halted in front of her, leaning against the row of lockers next to hers.
"Hey," he greeted, caressing the side of her arm to get her attention.
Her face immediately brightened at the sight of him. "Hey."
After they'd been staring at each other wordlessly for quite some time, Clark thought it best to just say what he was thinking. "So how does this work…exactly?"
Chloe chuckled at his naivety. "Well, you can give me a hug…if you want to…" she ducked her head before adding, "…or you can kiss me…"
"Right," he said, endeared with her sudden shyness, and then leaned in to press his mouth to hers.
She met him halfway, holding the side of his face in her hand as the kiss continued…and continued…and continued some more. He almost forgot they were in a public place, but her tongue tracing along his bottom lip provided a very welcome yet abrupt reminder, and he pulled away with wide, hazy eyes.
"Do you wanna come over and study after school?"
It took her a moment to realize he was asking her something, the kiss still hanging a dazed cloud over her thinking. "The King of Random doesn't waste any time, does he?"
Clark grinned handsomely. "You answered my question with a question."
"Wow…nothing gets past you. So I can only assume that the term 'study' is code for getting busy in your bedroom while your parents aren't home…"
He started to mouth nonsense until she pressed a silencing finger to his lips before replacing it with her own. "Never you mind, count me in – kiss -- and on that note, I am off to Physics. Lunch at the Torch?"
Smiling like an idiot, he nodded. "I'll be there."
"Later," she dismissed with a wink and a smirk.
Needless to say, he had a lot to smile about during first period.
Boring. Boring. Boring.
On any other day, Chloe might have found the ever-so-weird happenings of Smallville, Kansas a good read and an even better write…but that was before she'd started dating the starting quarterback and closet hottie of the high school. Yeah, before then, her sadly mediocre existence would've been barrels of fun worth a few good hours of enjoyment -- now it was just inconsequential, uneventful and…well…boring.
WHERE THE HELL WAS HE?
Ever the right-on-time-but-not-always-there-when-you-think-you-need-him guy, Clark caroused through the doorway, one hand in pocket and backpack hooked over very, very broad shoulder by the other.
"There he is," she brightened, closing the anonymous computer file she'd been pretending to work on and getting up from her chair to walk over to him.
"Oh was somebody waiting for me," he feigned cluelessness.
Quirking an eyebrow, she closed the door behind him and grabbed him by the hem of his T-shirt, pulling his mouth to hers while he managed to set his backpack down in some anonymous place and cradle her face with his hands. Her hands wandered under his shirt while she blindly stumbled backwards in search of some flat surface she could sit on and would somehow make her a few inches taller. Damn you, Clark Kent, for being as big as a horse.
Help arrived when he unknowingly backed them into her desk, and she scooted her way on top, spreading her legs and pulling him between them. They continued attacking each others' mouths and exploring each others' bodies with their hands, however safely and timidly, until it was quite apparent that human beings needed oxygen to survive…fancy that.
Chloe reluctantly pulled away and tried to catch her breath, still staying a few inches from his face. "Wow…"
Clark gulped as much air as he could and nodded. "Yeah…"
"I don't think we even kissed like that when I was on one of my meteor highs."
"I don't think we did either," he concurred with a grin.
Silence and staring ensued for a bit, each of them wanting to visually memorize the other's face and features like they would somehow forget in a second.
Eventually, Chloe decided to talk again. "Are you hungry?"
He shook his head. "Not really."
"Okay good, me either."
"Okay…"
Before they knew it, they were at it again – tongues dueling, hands roaming, pulses racing, the list goes on.
Feeling somewhat emboldened by the ease with which they were making out with each other, Chloe slowly leaned back until she was lying on the top of her desk and Clark was comfortably hovering over her. Curiously, Clark brushed past Chloe's denim jacket and skimmed the bottom of her tank, his fingers dancing along her abdomen and exacting an appreciative shudder while he moved to kiss that magical spot behind her ear.
Of course, like most things of this nature, it started out innocently enough – a simple caress, maybe a fingertip catching a centimeter of exposed skin – nothing to be alarmed about. But then, of course, like most things of this nature, it started to become anything but innocent – simple caresses were for losers, a centimeter was 5000 centimeters too short – I mean, who really believed in self-control anyway?
Clark's hand traveled higher, seemingly on its own accord, and grazed the bottom of what he assumed was her bra, giving himself mental props for both the arching of her back and the moan he received in return. This was great – they were on Cloud 9; everything was going so smoothly.
Well…except if you leave out the part where Lana's walking in.
"Chloe, I have those pictures you wanted me to take…"
Instantaneously, they both shot up from their horizontal position, panting and looking quite guilty. Clark, of course, was too busy looking to see who it was and didn't lean up far enough, and Chloe ran into his head, silently cursing and glaring at him with her good eye. Forgetting he was supposed to be "human", he made a big show of how much he was hurting even though he really wasn't, more concerned with the damage he'd done to her.
Chloe spoke first. "Lana…ow…"
"Sorry guys, I didn't mean to interrupt."
Clark interjected. "Oh no, we were just – "
"It was just –"
"With the –"
"I had a – w –"
"Lunch."
"Lunch."
Chloe winced when she heard them say it at the same time but knew it was too late to rectify the situation.
Laughing good-naturedly, Lana waved off their paranoia. "Really, it's okay – nothing to be embarrassed about. I've dropped the pictures off, and now I'm leaving, so…carry on." And with that, she tossed a couple knowing smirks over her shoulder and left the premises.
Clark and Chloe's eyes connected seriously for a moment…then the seriousness lilted into uncontrollable laughter and writhing when they were finally able to see the hilarity that resided in their current circumstances.
"Did you see –" Chloe gasped.
"With the –"
"And her face –"
They both erupted into more fits of merriment before finally deciding their stomach muscles had had enough of a workout for one day and letting everything die down. Almost on cue, the end-of-lunch bell rang and reminded them that they'd have to continue things later.
Leaning up and giving Clark's mouth a quick peck, Chloe toyed with and under the hem of his T-shirt. "Probably should get to class…"
"Probably," Clark absentmindedly agreed, his cheek passing by hers as he nuzzled into the crook of her neck.
"Clark…" she groaned.
He huffed in frustration, resting his forehead on her shoulder then pulling back to look at her face. "Well then you go first."
Chloe jutted out her chin in defiance before grabbing her things from the table and smirking wickedly. "Maybe I will…"
Lifting a pompous brow, he almost felt cocky enough to return the challenging smirk until he felt her hand snake around his waist and give his rear a firm squeeze. Then he was forced to watch the retreating switch of her hips before calling out, "That is so not fair," and hearing her corresponding cackle from around the corner.
Well I considered that not being the end of the chapter, but it is. Gotta make y'all wait for something. R&R! And thank you to all the reviewers of "A River In Egypt" -- much appreciated. :)