Clark and Richard smutty one shots

Fun and games in the office


Clark Kent was hard pressed to keep a straight and neutral expression upon his handsome face, as he remembered watching the previous day as his son and Richard splattered each other with water.

It had been a sunny Sunday afternoon and both Clark and Richard had taken Jason to the local park. Lois had been back at home, sleeping off her jet lag, after returning from an assignment in France.

Things had been even tenser over the past three months, ever since Lois had caught him and Richard in a passionate embrace in Richard’s office. Thankfully they had only been kissing, both Clark and Richard cringed at the thought of how she would have reacted if she had interrupted ten minutes later then she had.

Ever since their encounter in the storage room all of those three months ago, Clark and Richard had decided to try and have a relationship. So far they had been taking things slowly and as they came, which didn’t mean they weren’t at it like rabbits when they managed to get time alone together.

Lois had been horrified. The fact Richard and Clark were now good as in a relationship with each other did not sit well with her. She had ranted at them. She had asked Clark how he could have a relationship with Richard of all people, and not her, the mother of his son.

Clark had been furious and had replied coldly “Because Richard isn’t in much danger compared to you and Jason. People, my enemies especially would least expect the man of steel to be in a relationship with another man.”

He had concluded with more then a hint of steel to his tone “And Richard can and does willingly accept that I am Clark Kent first, and Superman is what I can do, that he is a disguise a second job. You could never accept that you can’t have Superman and not have Clark Kent as well, it doesn’t work like that Lois.”

Lois looked as if she had been slapped and stormed out of the office in a rage. Less then two weeks later they had to inform Perry and gradually let the news room know about them, as Lois had not up and said that she would out them, but they knew the slightest thing could push her into doing just that.

Clark had hopped to never get on Lois’s bad side; he had seen the consequences others tended to suffer whilst in that position. But unfortunately both he and Richard, they were constantly stuck in that position of late, there was no escaping it.

Jason had even noticed things were not good between his mother and his fathers, as well as any five year old going on six was able that is. He found it difficult to understand why his three favourite people in the world weren’t each others favorite anymore.

All three of his parents had explained just because they weren’t currently getting along with each other, didn’t mean that they still didn’t love and care about him. They assured him that that hadn’t and never would change no matter what.

It was currently lunch time at the Daily Planet on a Monday. Mondays and Fridays were always the most hectic and trying days in the news room. Clark was sitting inside of Richard’s office, as they ate their lunch that Clark had gone and got after he’d stopped a bank robbery in France. So naturally they were eating French food for lunch that day.

Richard grinned as he swallowed a mouth full of food. He commented appreciatively “I really do love it on the days when you are off saving the world in another country during lunch time. The food you bring back is always the best.”

Clark chuckled and wiped his mouth with a napkin. He shook his head and replied “Yes, one of the perks of dating a super hero who can fly and move faster then a speeding bullet.”

Richard returned the chuckled and took a sip of his coffee. He hummed appreciatively, it was wonderful coffee. He had no idea where Clark got it, only that it was better then the crap available at the planet.

They both looked up when Lois knocked on the open door. Usually she would have just barged in, but she was still pissed at both of them. Richard placed down his coffee and asked “And what can I do for you Lois?”

Lois eyed the coffee cups and the boxes their food had been in and instantly knew it had not come from Metropolis. She stamped down on the jealousy, knowing she only had herself to blame.

She cleared her throat and asked “Who is picking Jason up later, me or one of you two?” Richard replied “I’ll do it, Clark did it last Thursday and you did it on Friday, it’s my turn today.” Lois nodded and said before leaving “Ok, fine.”

Once she had left, Richard stood and closed the door behind him and locked it. He then closed the blinds and walked over to stand between Clark’s spread legs. He placed one knee between Clark’s legs and rested his hands on Clark’s chest.

Clark placed his hands on Richard’s hips and gently smoothed his hands up and down the side of his hips. Richard sighed and leaned forwards, dipping his head and capturing Clark’s mouth with his own in a soft and warm kiss.

When they pulled away Richard asked “How long do we have before Lunch is over?” Clark rubbed his hands teasingly over Richard’s backside and gave it an appreciative squeeze. He replied “Twenty five minutes if we’re uninterrupted.”

They both shared a telling grin. Richard quickly cleaned away their lunch before going back to Clark and leaning forwards and straddling Clark’s lap, and wrapped his arms around Clark as he was lifted up. Clark then stood and walked over to the couch in the far corner of the office, Richard wrapped his legs around Clark’s waist as they moved across the office.

Clark sat down upon the couch and positioned Richard in his lap so he was straddling him. He then pulled him close and hungrily captured his mouth in a warm and passionate kiss. He sighed and proceeded to pull the back of Richard’s shirt out of his trousers so he could gain access to his bare back.

Richard slanted his mouth over Clark’s, slipping his tongue past the willing and unresisting lips and moaned contently when he felt Clark’s deliciously warm hands caressing his lower back in soothing circles, and his tongue joined his own, to entangle and explore.

Richard pulled away and panted heavily as he removed Clark’s glasses and carefully placed them to one side on the other side of the couch, as he and Clark were occupying the centre of the furniture.

He then worked on Clark’s tie and unfastened the knot and threw it to one side, before attacking his jaw line as he undid the buttons on his shirt, until he had prefect access to Clark. He then helped Clark remove the garment completely before throwing it to one side.

He then proceeded to suckle on the side of his neck close to his ear. Clark shivered in delight as Richard discovered one of his especially sensitive areas, that Richard knew drove him crazy with lust if kissed licked, suckled and nibbled in a certain way.

Richard pulled away as Clark reached forward and quickly, using a small amount of super speed to remove Richard’s shirt after opening the knot on Richard’s tie and throwing it to one side. He then kissed Richard hungrily as they reached for the buckle on each others trousers.

Buckles were undone and belts removed and buttons undone and zippers pulled down, in a fast pace, as both men desperately tried to gain more access to the other.

Richard stood and allowed his trousers to fall to the floor at his feet followed by his underwear. He toed off his shoes and socks as Clark lifted his hips, pushing both his trousers and underwear down to his knees.

He watched as Richard quickly grabbed the tube of lube he always carried with him in case they ended up in a situation like there current one. It often happened ever since they had decided to begin dating. They couldn’t get enough of the other, their lust and need for the other was insatiable.

Richard placed a quick but hungry kiss on Clark’s mouth as he handed the tube to him and once again straddled his lap. Clark uncapped the tube and squeezed the cool jelly substance into his hand, and placed the recapped tube on the couch by his glasses.

He then rubbed both of his hands together, knowing Richard hated it when the lube was cold. He warmed the gel between his hands before gesturing Richard to lift up, to give him access to the place he wanted to be most.

Richard closed his eyes as he stroked his length as Clark spent the next five minutes preparing him for entry. He and Clark were used to this by now; at first it had been awkward. But now both men were comfortable to the point it took no time at all.

Richard moaned quietly as he rocked backwards and forwards on the three long and thick fingers that were moving around inside of him, as he continued to stroke himself harder and faster.

Clark’s eyes were glazed over in lust at the sight of his lover stroking himself, with such obvious pleasure. Richard moaned and glared at Clark when all three fingers were removed completely without any warning.

Clark chuckled before gesturing for Richard to scoot backwards slightly before he took his other still gel covered hand and smoothed it up and down his shaft, coating the long and thick shaft with the jelly substance. Clark didn’t mind if the gel was cold like Richard did, his skin didn’t react to the temperature like Richard’s did.

Once his shaft was fully coated, he pulled Richard back towards him by his hips. Richard then balanced with his knees on either side of Clark’s thighs, and took hold of Clark’s shaft, gently stroking it a few times before lifting himself up slightly and positioning the long and thick length at his tight hole. Clark sucked in a breath as slowly inch by inch his length was encased in tight moist heat.

Both men hissed, when Richard thrust down hard in one movement and impaled him self on all nine inches. Clark and Richard quickly stifled their loud moans into each others mouths as Richard came to rest fully in Clark’s lap, his knees bent on either side of Clark’s hips.

Richard gripped the back of the couch behind Clark’s head as they kissed hard and hungrily as he began to rock rapidly backwards and forwards on the shaft buried to the hilt inside of him. Clark gripped his hips guiding him backwards and forwards

Clark broke the kiss and threw his head back and gritted his teeth as Richard continued to rock against him occasionally grinding hard against the dark curls at the base of his shaft.

Suddenly without warning Richard lifted him self up until only the tip was still inside of him before sitting down again in the same manner. Clark had to stifle a howl before gripping Richard’s hips and thrusting upwards as Richard thrust downwards once more.

Soon they found a rhythm that suited them and they enjoyed. Clark would thrust upwards when Richard thrust downwards. Both men rocked against each other, until Richard took control and continued to slam him self up and down on the shaft buried deeply inside of him, as he was continuously thrust up into.

Soon both men were sweating and biting and suckling and kissing each others necks, stifling moans and whimpers into each others necks. This continued on for another minute or so, before Clark stood up suddenly lifting Richard with him, still buried inside of him, causing Richard to become even more deeply impaled on his length.

Richard stifled a scream of pure pleasure when Clark stood and he slipped even further and deeper onto the shaft nestled inside of him that was stretching and pleasuring him deliciously.

His lust addled mind hardly picked up on the fact he was being lowered and titled backwards, until he felt the cold glass of his desk on his heated back. He moaned at the sensation. He then grabbed Clark by his hair and pulled him closer for a hard and bruising kiss.

He braced his hands on the desk as Clark gripped his hips after placing Richard's legs over his shoulders and began to thrust quickly in and out of him over and over again. He hissed as his own throbbing length was given the desired friction it needed, as Clark’s lower stomach continued to brush rapidly against it over and over again in time with his thrusting.

Soon both men felt their orgasms approaching. Clark pounded into Richard once, twice three time and a fourth time before he let go and drenched Richard’s inner walls with his hot cum, as he emptied himself over and over again, whilst holding Richard’s backside so he couldn’t move as he rode out the last of his orgasm.

Richard had also gone over the edge at the same time as he felt his insides being drenched in liquid heat, plus the friction his length had been subjected to whilst it had been trapped between their stomachs had helped him along nicely. He had erupted on both their stomachs, stifling a scream inside of Clark’s mouth.

Clark slumped against Richard, as gently and slowly lowered his legs off of his shoulders before resting most of his weight on his hands. Both lay across the desk, breathing heavily, but completely sated, at least until the evening came around.

Soon Clark lifted himself up off of Richard and went to retrieve his and Richard’s clothing. Both then proceeded to get dressed in silence after Richard had the strength to pry himself away from his desk. Ten minutes later both were fully dressed. Clark sighed as Richard snuggled into his arms and breathed in his scent, a scent he loved dearly.

After a moment or two both men slowly and reluctantly released each other. They shared a few warm and lazy kisses. Clark commented in between kisses “I’ve got to get” ‘kiss’ “Back to work” ‘kiss’ “Our lunch his over, it was over ten minutes ago” ‘kiss’ “I need to get back to my desk and work on my story” ‘kiss’ “I’ll see you later when you bring Jason in with you” ‘Kiss’.

Richard hungrily deepened the kiss before releasing his lover and stepping back. He watched as Clark straightened his hair and retrieved his glasses from the couch and replaced them on his face.

He then walked towards the door. He unlocked the door and said over his shoulder as he opened the door “I’ll talk to you later when Jason gets here.” Richard nodded and watched him go and closed the door behind him.

Richard then sighed and turned back to his desk and sat in his chair and turned to face his computer screen. Clark wasn’t the only one who had work to complete.

Richard grinned contently as he leaned back in his chair and got down to work. He was in a great mood, and not even Lois Lane would be able to dampen his good mood.


THE END