Clark and Richard smutty one shots

Interesting matters inside of a storage room


Richard White, Editor of the Daily Planet and the only nephew of Perry White, Chief Editor of the Daily Planet, sat in his office and faced the front glass walls surrounding the office in question, as he eyed the door that was open a jar, enough that he could hear what was going on and being said inside of the bullpen.

He looked out into the bullpen. He watched as Lois Lane, his now ex-fiancée, frowned as she typed away on her computer. He sighed and shook his head when she called out across the bullpen from her desk “How many R’s are there in controversy, is it one or two?”

He turned his gaze to Clark Kent, who called back in answer “Two Lois, there are two R’s in Controversy.” Richard watched as Clark shook his head in amusement, as Lois nodded and waved her hand off handily and returned to typing on her computers keyboard.

Richard often wondered how Lois managed to hand in her copy to his uncle at the end of the day, without it being covered in typos and spelling mistakes, before Clark Kent arrived at the Daily Planet.

He scowled as he turned his gaze back to his own computer screen. He looked at the screen unseeingly, as his thoughts and concentration was else where. His thoughts had strayed back to the reason why Lois Lane was now his ex-Fiancée, and he and she along with Jason, did not live in the same house any longer.

And it had everything to do with the fact Lois had put off telling him that he was not Jason’s biological father, but instead Superman, the man of steel’s. How the hell could he ever compete with the world’s number one superhero, the strongest man in the entire universe?

He had found out the truth when Jason had been startled and had accidentally twisted the brass door handle on the door, of his bedroom. Richard knew that that door handle had been made of a strong metal, that only Superman should have been able to cause damage too.

Richard had been struck horrified when supposedly his own son did the unthinkable, something not even he was capable of doing. It was after seeing that, that he knew Jason was not his son. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out who the boys other biological parent was.

It was after that, that he confronted Lois with what he had seen. His expression and stance had dared her to deny it. She had known it was of no use. That the door handle spoke for it self. Richard had seen Jason actually bend the metal out of shape.

Lois had been forced to call for Superman. He had arrived and had been informed of the entire situation. He had taken one look at the door handle and had cringed knowingly. He had then shot Richard a genuinely apologetic look.

In the end it was agreed that Richard would still be a large part of Jason’s life, Superman had insisted upon it. That Richard was there for the first five years of Jason’s life, when he had been unable. It was because of Richard’s influence and Lois’s that Jason was such a good kid, no doubt.

Superman had also confirmed he had no intentions of starting a relationship with Lois, that it was best that she found a man who could be with her and pay her the attention that she deserved. A man who wasn’t constantly off saving in the world, and didn’t posses Enemies like Lex Luthor.

Richard had instantly known Lois had lied to him, when he had asked her whether or not she was still in love with Superman and if she ever had been. Her look of devastation had more then confirmed it for him.

Superman had looked remorseful that Lois was so deeply hurt. He had said “I’m sorry Lois, I truly am. I never wanted to hurt you. But can you honestly tell me that you would love me if I were a regular man. Could you honestly confirm that you would be able to love me and forgive me, if you knew what I knew, without later on resenting me?”

Superman had added “Because I know for a fact you couldn’t have a relationship with me, even as a human. I can prove it. Lois what I am about to do, your going to most likely hate me for this.”

He had then, much to Richard’s dismay closed the rest of the distance between him and Lois, before capturing her mouth with his own. The kiss had lasted less then fifteen seconds. But Richard White had never seen someone react to a kiss the way Lois Lane did less then a minute later.

Lois had gone pale, and began to tremble, as seconds later her face went bright red in anger. She had looked like she could have killed right there and then. She had lifted her hand, ready to slap Superman across the face. But he had grabbed hold of her hand in time, to prevent her hand from make contract with his face.

Superman had said “I am so sorry Lois, but trust me on this; you really, really don’t want to do that. I have caused you enough pain, trying to strike me will only inflict more pain upon you in the long run, as far as shattered bones inside of your hand are concerned.”

It was after that, that Richard Discovered five years ago Lois had been aware that Superman had another identity that enabled him to mix with humans when he was not in the blue spandex saving the world as Superman. But after Lois had been unable to cope, he had suppressed her memories with a kiss. And it seemed he had returned those same memories with a kiss as well.

He also discovered Superman had briefly given up his powers so he could be with Lois. Richard had been stunned to discover the man of steel had been willing to live as a human being if it meant he could have led a life at Lois’s side.

Superman had then revealed him self to be none other then mild mannered and klutzy goofball Clark Kent. Richard had been incredulous when Clark had explained that Clark Kent was who he was, but Superman was what he could do.

Richard had asked why he had been allowed to know who he truly was. Clark had explained that since Jason had already started to show signs of having super strength, that over then next couple of years his powers would continue to grow until he reached his late teens, such as eighteen, before his ability of flight would manifest.

Richard had asked what that had to do with him. Clark had replied that as Jason’s second father, he was needed to help keep Jason grounded, to show and allow Jason to have as much of a normal child hood as he could possibly have, considering he was partly Kryptonian.

Richard immediately understood what Clark had wanted, that he need him to be the normal and regular influence in Jason’s life, whilst he dealt with training and teaching Jason how to harness his powers.

Richard had then also understood why Clark had allowed him to know his secret and how it now involved him. Richard had sworn he would never tell a soul about Clark and Superman being one in the same.

He realised Clark was not entirely at fault, that he hadn’t known about Jason until the week before whilst he had been in the hospital after being exposed to kryptonite and after the fight with Lex Luthor and his goons, when Luthor had stabbed him in the side with a blade made entirely of Kryptonite.

Richard sighed as he shook his head of the unwanted thoughts. That had been almost six months ago. Lois had been seriously pissed at Clark, and hadn’t spoken to him in over a month after she had found out.

Eventually she had called a truce. But it was evident that it had been for Jason’s sake that things weren’t the same as they had been before Lois had found out what had happened. He realised no matter how much she loved Superman, the same kind of love would never stretch towards Clark Kent, the man behind the superhero.

Richard and Clark had also become closer and had gotten to know each other a lot better over the past months since everything had been revealed out in the open. They had bonded due to their familiar dealings with Jason, whilst Lois’s relationships with him and Clark/Superman had suffered.

Richard looked up from His computer to discover Clark was not at his desk; obviously an emergency had come up that required Superman to take care of it. He sighed and shook his had pityingly as he watched Lois scowled over at the empty desk.

Richard stood and stretched before leaving his office and avoiding looking at Lois as he walked passed to head for the storage room. He needed a new box of staples for his stapler.

After he had entered the storage room, he went too reached up on the third shelf for the boxes of staples. It was just as he was reaching out for the box, that the door to the storage room opened. Richard turned to see Clark Kent entering the storage room.

Clark nodded to him and said “I needed staples, between Jimmy and Lois; they used all of the staples out of my stapler.” Richard nodded, truly being able to believe it. Jimmy and Lois borrowed Clark’s stapler on a regular basis. He often wondered what had happened to their staplers.

Clark stepped forwards and accidentally brushed against Richard as they both reached up at the same time for the boxes of staples. Their hands brushed as they grabbed the same box of staples at the same time.

Both men froze as they suddenly felt as if they had been given an electric shock. Neither man had ever felt like that from another’s touch, not even Lois had been able to provoke such a reaction in either man.

Both froze and looked each other deeply in the eyes, blue meeting even deeper and brighter blue. They studied each others features, having never been in such close contract with the other before then. Both were partly alarmed and partly intrigued over the fact they noticed how for the first time, the other was highly attractive, and how attractive they found the other.

One moment they were merely staring at each other, and the next they were lip locked. Neither knew who had moved first, in fact neither actually cared. Both were far too caught up in the blissful sensation of the others mouth moving and caressing the others, to care that they were kissing another man.

Richard rose up on his tip toes as Clark bent over slightly to accommodate the inch and a half difference in height. Richard then laced his fingers though the dark and soft locks of Clark Kent, pulling him closer, as he deepened the kiss.

Richard flickered his tongue against Clark bottom lip followed by his upper lip before Clark pulled him closer, as he wrapped his larger hands around Richard’s waist, pulling him flush against him, until they could feel the others heart pounding against each others chests.

Both Clark and Richard moaned low in the back of their throats as Clark opened his mouth allowing Richard’s tongue to enter his mouth where it was moments later met by Clark’s. Richard slanted his mouth over Clark’s and kissed him hard and hungrily as their tongues entwined inside of each others mouths.

Richard tugged on Clark’s hair as Clark suckled down on his tongue causing Richard to whimper. They continued on for a few more moments, before the urge to keep on tasting each other was over ruled by the urge and need to breathe in fresh air.

They parted, panting heavily as they rested their forehead against each others, their eyes still closed as they regained their breath. After a moment or two, Richard pulled away slightly, enough for him to be able to look up before removing Clark’s glasses, revealing the real Clark Kent, Clark Kent Martha Kent got to see. Richard then placed Clark’s glasses carefully upon the nearest shelf within reaching distance.

Richard looked into Clark’s eyes and swallowed before asking “How far do you want to take this, it’s your call whether I lock that door and we continue on further. So what will it be Clark, the ball is in your court?”

Clark thought for a moment before silently nodding and walking towards the door, just as Richard thought the other man was about to leave, Clark surprised him by locking the door and turning back to face Richard with a calm and collected expression upon his handsome face.

As he walked towards Richard, Richard realised this was the real Clark Kent he was seeing. The stuttering and nervous Clark Kent he showed to everyone in the news room on a weekly basis was no where in sight.

Clark stopped in front of Richard, and was the one who made the first move this time. Richard wrapped his arms around Clark’s neck and gasped as he felt Clark’s tongue enter his mouth as he lifted the other man up, by placing his hands under his bottom and lifting.

Richard indistinctively wrapped his legs around Clark’s waist and kissed him even more passionately, as he grinded him self against Clark. He smirked against Clark’s mouth, as the other man let out a groan, as his length rapidly begun to harden.

Clark all but growled when Richard teasingly grinded his erection against his own rapidly hardening length. He kissed the other man with a ferocity that surprised both himself and Richard.

They broke the kiss as Richard slid his body down Clark’s body, making sure every inch of his body brushed against Clark’s making them both shudder.

Richard reached out for Clark’s jacket and undid the two buttons holding it closed. He then helped Clark shrug it off over his shoulders, before allowing it fall to the floor. Clark then helped Richard to unbutton his shirt, whilst Richard returned the favour.

Once both were baring their chest, they each pulled their shirts out of their trouser before shrugging them off and allowing them to flutter to the floor to join the fast growing pile of clothing.

They each quickly worked on their socks and their shoes before they then met in another kiss, and moaned into each others mouths at the feeling of each others bare chest brushing against their own. Skin on skin contact felt heavenly to both of Clark and Richard.

Richard broke the kiss first, as he slowly lowered himself to his knees, kissing and nibbling his way down Clark’s muscled and toned torso. He paused to lick and nip on each nipple before continuing on down to his stomach.

He kissed, nipped and nuzzled the perfectly muscled and toned stomach, causing Clark to moan low in his throat and shudder, as he reached for the belt buckle and quickly dealt with that, then the button on Clark’s trousers, followed moments later by the zipper.

Clark almost screamed out loud as his pants were pulled down to his ankles, whilst at the same time a evil and teasing tongue flickered and swirled around his navel.

Clark hissed and grabbed hold of Richard’s hair, gesturing for him to stand. He then returned the favour and removed Richard’s trousers, followed by his underwear.

Once Richard was completely naked, Clark lifted him up by his bottom and carried him over to the nearest table in the corner of the room. He then set Richard on top of it and lowered himself onto his knees and lifted up Richard’s legs and spread them and placed them over his shoulders.

Richard briefly wondered how Clark was so experienced in what they were doing. Even he hadn’t been with a man before this, and was just playing it as he went along. He had no idea what experience Clark had, considering the fact the persona Clark had shown their colleagues was an act to hide his other job. Who knew what the man of steel got up to in his spare time?

Soon Richard was very much distracted when he felt the first shy and experimental flicker of a hot and wet tongue against the leaking head of his length. He moaned and bit his lower lip when Clark became more confidant and smooth and warm silky lips joined in on the action.

The fact of the matter was Clark had only been with two people, Lois and now Richard. Clark supposed it was just instinct, or beginners luck. Didn’t matter what it was at that moment, what matter was pleasuring Richard as best as he was able to.

He gently took the head into his mouth and suckled. He found he did not mind the taste, it did not taste bad nor did it taste pleasant either. He continued to suckle and was given a boost of confidants when Richard moaned and tugged on his hair pulling him closer.

He started to take all eight inches of Richard’s length, inch by inch into his mouth, as he wrapped his lips around the shaft. He bobbed his head up and down as he began to suckle harder making Richard moaned and bite his lower lip to stifle the sound.

Clark figured he was doing something right if the moans and whimpers from Richard were anything to go by. And when you considered the fact he had never given a blowjob before nor had he ever considering do such a thing until then.

Clark’s lips were what some people like to refer to as a cock suckers mouth. Clark hated that saying with a passion, as many people when at journalism school had teased him over that, embarrassing him to no end, until it got to the point that Clark wouldn’t bat a mere eye lid and had to resist the urge to not roll his eyes in exasperation.

He continued to bob his head up and down and resisted the urge to smirk when Richard placed his fist in his mouth and stifled a scream, as Clark deep throated his whole length.

Being deep throated by Clark over and over again as he started bobbing his head up and down quicker, as he suckled down hard, but not enough to hurt him, was heavenly. Not even Lois had been able to deep throat him like this. He supposed it helped that Clark being who he was mostly likely didn’t have a gag reflex like humans did, that was all the better for his pleasure.

Richard threw his head back and thrust his hips upwards, pushing his length even deeper into Clark’s willing mouth and throat. Richard moaned “Oh God that feels heavenly” he rasped in a husky and deeper tone of voice.

Clark grinned smugly, or as best as he could with his mouth packed with an eight inch and very thick shaft down his throat. He hollowed his cheeks as he swallowed around the head when it hit the back of his throat, causing Richard to bite his fist to stifle a howl.

Clark hungrily suckled as he gripped Richard’s hips with an enough force to keep him still and prevent him from wriggling around to much, but not enough to bruise him.

Richard was going insane with pleasure, it was unbelievable. He had never felt this good in his life. He was in heaven or as close to it as he could possibly get.

Clark opened his eyes and marvelled at the completely open expression of desire and bliss on the other mans face. It was a beautiful sight to say the least. Clark felt a flash of male pride that it was him who had placed Richard in the state he was currently in.

Richard clutched at his hair and looked down, and instantly wished he hadn’t, as it nearly undid him there and then. The sight was beyond hot and lust worthy. It was bound to be the wet dream and fantasy of every gay or bisexual man or straight woman.

Clark not so mild mannered Kent, the man of steel, Superman, was on his knees and was naked except for white boxers. His beautiful tanned coloured skin and tight and toned muscles flexed as he gripped Richard’s hips and bobbed his head up and down as his long shaft that was glistening with his own pre-cum and Clark’s saliva, disappeared before reappearing over and over again.

The sight was far too much for Richard in his lust filled state to handle. So with one last extra hard suckle on the leaking head of his length, and a firm squeezing of his balls made him lose it, and go over the edge with a stifled scream.

Clark hungrily suckled and swallowed every last single drop that came spurting rapidly down his throat. He moaned as he deep throated Richard one last time as he buried his nose in the dark brown curls at the base of the shaft, this in returned caused Richard to continue coming even faster and harder.

Richard was a trembling and moaning mess, as Clark pulled away and wiped his mouth and chin with the back of his hand. Richard nearly came again at the sight of Clark’s ruffled hair sticking up in all directions. And his mouth swollen and glistening, his eyes a dark and deeper shade of blue, due to lust as they eyed him from underneath half closed lids.

Richard panted as he took hold of Clark’s shoulders, in a gesture for him to stand. Clark took the hint and stood. Immediately he was pulled closer to Richard and the other man was working on his boxers. He allowed Richard to pull them down before he kicked them the rest of the way off.

Richard then grabbed his face between his hands and pulled him close and wrapped his legs around Clark’s waist and captured his mouth with his own and kissed him passionately and hungrily, suckling on his tongue, so he could taste himself.

Clark lifted Richard off of the table without breaking the kiss and led him over to the nearest wall. They then both began to grind against each other as they continued to kiss.

The friction that their lengths rubbing against each others, was driving both men crazy with pleasure and lust, it was enough to give Richard another raging hard on.

Richard broke away from the kiss and rasped out “I need you Clark, please.” Clark rested his head against Richards, before suckling on the other mans throat before kissing a trail up his jaw line over his left cheek and up to his ear. He swirled his tongue around the shell of the ear then nipped and nibbled and suckled on the lobe gently.

Richard whimpered when he felt Clark’s tongue teasingly enter his ear. Clark then whispered huskily in his ear “Richard are you sure about this, we can stop you know, there is no pressure.”

Richard shook his head and replied “No I want this; actually I need this like you would not believe. It has been far too long since I last truly enjoyed myself and relaxed, letting go. Something tells me you need this as well.

Clark nodded before saying “Ok. But what are we going to use to prepare you? I don’t know a lot about being with a man, but I’m quite certain this is going to be a tight fit, and an especially painful one for you. We could limit that pain slightly if I had some kind of gel or liquid to loosen you up.”

Richard raised an eye brow and asked “How do you know all this?” Clark flushed brightly and quietly replied “Because I got curious whilst in high school and read about these things. A woman needs to be prepared. I automatically figured it was the same for a man, even more so in fact.”

Richard grinned before placing a kiss upon Clark’s nose and said “Alright. There is a something you can use in my left pocket of my trousers. Clark nodded and carefully lowered Richard onto his feet.

Clark then walked over to Richard’s trousers and bent over, giving Richard an extremely nice few. Richard licked his lips appreciatively. Boy did Clark have a nice and well defined and shaped backside. Richard’s mouth was just watering at the sight and he felt his length harden even more. He moaned quietly, knowing Clark with his hearing would hear him no doubt.

He had been right, as he saw the knowing smirk on Clark’s face. Clark asked with part amusement and part lust “Are you enjoying the view Mr. White?” Richard moaned his last name coming from Clark in that tone of voice he had used should have been illegal. He sent Clark a pleading look and all but growled “Quit you damn teasing and get your damn fine arse over here right now.”

Clark smirked at him and deliberately walked slowly back over to Richard. Richard mocked glared. Knowing Clark was deliberately teasing him. He knew Clark Kent could be such a flirt and a tease?

Clark frowned as he stopped in front of Richard and asked “Why is there a tube of gel used for sore gums and ulcers in your trouser pocket?” Richard grinned and replied “Because it was my turn to have Jason at the weekend. When I dropped him off at school I had to make him rub that gel onto his gums. He isn’t invulnerable yet, meaning he can still get sore gums.

Clark nodded in understanding. He then squeezed the jelly substances into his fingers, before throwing the tube into Richard’s discarded trousers. He then told Richard to spread his legs and brace his hands on the table and leaned forward.

He then gently circled Richard’s sensitive and virgin puckered hole. Slowly and teasingly he circled the hole with his index finger. Slowly inch by inch he pushed his long finger passed the tight ring of muscle.

He paused to allow Richard to get a grip on his breathing, as he began to relax and allowed Clark to push his index finger in all of the way. Richard stifled a moan of part pleasure and part pain. No matter how gentle Clark was being, it was still going to be uncomfortable is first time, allowing a recently unexplored area, to be explored.

Clark slowly began to gently thrust his finger in and out of Richard, slowly stretching him. He watched as Richard threw his head back and let out a whimpered and pushed back onto Clark’s finger, as his twisted his knuckle, as he went deeper and deeper, stretching him.

Richard moan in disappointment when he felt Clark’s finger leave his hole, that disappointment was soon squashed and he bit his lower lip to stifle a moan, as Clark’s finger returned joined by a second finger.

Richard whimpered as Clark moved both fingers in and out of his slick hole. Richard had to stifle a scream when both fingers twisted at the knuckles, both hitting his prostate at the same time. It was all he could do not to lose it completely.

Clark continued to stretch and tease him for the next couple of minutes before adding a third finger into the mix. Oh god that felt even better then two had. He felt stretched and full with just three of Clark’s fingers what would he feel like with Clark’s hard and throbbing length moving in and out of him.

He shuddered at the thought. He then moaned “Please Clark” he pleaded “I need more, now.” Clark nodded and turned Richard around to face him; he then led him over to the nearest wall and lifted him once more.

He then braced Richard up against the wall and supported Richard with one hand on his hip, before using his free hand that was still covered in the jelly substance, to smooth the gel over his hard and throbbing shaft.

After making sure both he and Richard were fully prepared, he positioned himself at Richard’s tight opening, before slowly proceeding to lower Richard inch by inch onto his length, he paused when the head slipped completely passed the ring of muscle. He allowed Richard to adjust and to relax once more, before pushing once more, lowering the other man a couple of more inches onto his hard shaft.

When he was half way encased inside of Richard, he paused and waited for a few more moments, as Richard hissed and gripped Clark’s shoulders. He felt like he was being ripped into two, and Clark was only half way inside of him. There was still at least another three inches left to go, already five inches of the thick and long shaft were encased inside of his hot tightness.

After another moment Richard nodded for Clark to continue. Clark gently and slowly thrust out of him before just as slowly and gently thrusting back inside of him, that covered another two inches, one more inch was left before all of Clark’s length would be nestled inside of Richard.

Richard sighed before gritting his teeth and forcefully lowering himself the last inch onto Clark’s shaft. Both men hissed, in pleasure, or in Richard’s case partly pain. He could feel a deep throbbing inside of him, but he knew it would soon pass.

Clark paused once more. After another minute Richard told him to move, but to take it easy to start with. Clark had nodded and had proceeded to wrap both of Richard’s legs around his waist, as he titled Richard back slightly and placed both hands upon Richard’s hips to support him. He then began to slowly withdraw, before sliding back into the hot tightness that encased his length, it was driving him crazy.

Soon they were thrusting at a leisurely pace. Clark would thrust upwards and Richard downwards as he rocked against Clark, and tightened his legs around Clark’s waist. Soon it wasn’t enough for either of them.

Clark stood up straight still buried deeply within Richard. He walked over to the table in the corner with Richard in his arms. Once they reached the table he lowered Richard onto it on his back. He then took Richard’s legs and placed them over his shoulders, before he gently gripped Richard’s hips, keeping in place to stop him squirming.

He then began to thrust in and out of him at a faster and harder pace, but not enough to cause him any harm or pain. They continued to thrust and rock against each other. Soon Clark let go, but never to the point that he would end up hurting the fragile man under him.

Both men were sweating, Richard more so then Clark, which wasn’t surprising when you considered who Clark was. Soon all both men could hear was the sound of their heavy breathing and their sweat slicked skin hitting against each other as they continued to move.

Clark was in heaven, his eyes rolled back into his head before closing, and he bit his lower lip to stifle a loud moan, as he continued to slide in and out over and over again. If he had been human and not invulnerable, then the tightness and heat that was gripping him would have been hurting slightly.

Clark leaned forwards, his chest brushing up against Richard’s as he captured his mouth with his own, and kissed him hard and hungrily. The kiss was hard hot and wet.

Richard raked his blunt nails down Clark's back as he lowered his legs and wrapped them tightly around Clark’s back and cross his ankles together, as he thrust up and rocked back on to Clark’s shaft.

Clark broke the kiss as he continued to pound into Richard, who had his eyes closed and his head thrown back whilst his back arched along with his hips.

Soon it became too much for Richard and he panted his voice husky and deeper then usual “Clark I need to cum, please, now.” Clark nodded and continued to thrust, as he reached his left hand between their sweat coated bodies and took hold of Richard’s shaft and proceeded to flick his thumb over the leaking head over and over again as he stroked him hard and faster as he continued to thrust.

Soon Richard was sent over the edge and moaned, Clark had to quickly cover his mouth with his own so no one would be able to hear them, as they screamed their releases into each others mouths, as Richard squeezed his inner muscles around Clark tightly, setting him off as well. They continued to thrust and rock against each other, riding out their orgasms.

Once they were sated and had come down from their sexual highs, Clark slumped against Richard, making sure not to place all of his weight upon the other man. They lay tangled together, panting and breathing heavily. It was difficult to tell where one began and the other ended.

For a few minutes they merely lay there exchanging gentle and lazy kisses, as they gently caressed each other. Both were finally happy and completely sated and content. Neither man had felt such contentment in over six months, ever since their huge argument and blow up with Lois.

Clark shifted and pulled out his completely softened shaft. Richard shivered at the sensation of Clark Gently sliding out of him. He sat up slowly as did Clark. Both men then sighed and walked over to their discarded clothes on the floor in a messy pile.

Clark and Richard look up at each other at the same time as they finishing getting dressed. Five minutes later just as both were finishing tying their ties and straightening out their clothes and hair Richard asked Clark “Is this going to be a one time thing?”

Clark grimaced and wrinkled his nose in distaste and said “Most certainly not. I cannot understand people who going sleeping around so casually, it’s distasteful. I’m not one usually to judge others by their actions, considering who I am and what I do.”

He added “But Lois was my first, and now you. I don’t sleep around Richard; I don’t make a habit of going around being intimate with total strangers or my colleagues, for the sake of getting a sexual release.”

He concluded “Please tell me now, if this was only a one time thing for you, to help take your mind of things. Because if it is, then we’ll never mention this again, I refuse to be the one you go to when you need certain itches scratching.”

Richard shook his head and replied “No this is not a one time thing if you don’t want it to be, and no I don’t make a habit out sleeping around with whoever is on hand” He added with a smirk “And speaking of scratching certain itches, I certainly wouldn’t object to another session of scratching those hard and unreachable spots.”

Clark flushed slightly but chuckled appreciatively as he reached for his glasses off of the shelf and replaced them on his face and used a finger to push them up his nose when they slid slightly down his nose.

Richard walked up to him and kissed him gently, as he snuggled into Clark’s arms. Clark kissed him on top of the head and said reluctantly “We better grab those staples, people are bound to be suspicious. We’ve been in here longer then it should take to grab staples for a stapler.”

Richard sighed and nodded his head just as reluctantly. He said “Ok. We’ll grab the staples, and I’ll leave and you follow five minutes later.” Clark nodded in agreement.

Richard then grabbed the staples and walked towards the door. He stopped just as he was about to turn the door handle. He asked Clark “Do you fancy coming over to my apartment tonight if you haven’t got any plans, except for the usual rescues that is?”

Clark nodded and replied “Sure Ok, how about eight, how does that sound too you?” Richard nodded and replied “It sounds fine; it will give me a chance to cook. I don’t do that very often seeing as it is only me that lives in my apartment. I usually go out or order Chinese from the place four blocks from my apartment.”

Clark nodded and said “Sure that sounds great.” Richard then watched as Clark froze, as he inclined his head to one side, as he listened carefully. Clark sighed and commented “There has been an arson attack down town, the fire is out of control, I’ve got to go and help. I’ll talk to you later.”

And with that Clark placed one last kiss quickly on Richard’s mouth, before quickly exiting the storage room and heading for the elevator.

Richard sighed and shook his head. Well, it was official that was definitely interesting and entirely unexpected. But Richard thought happily with a lecherous little grin, it was definitely worth a second go and a third and a fourth, and until they got sick of each other. But Richard couldn’t see himself getting tiered of Clark Kent in the least, the man was unbelievable.

Richard sighed happily before he exited the storage room, whilst all the while whistling to himself. Lois and Jimmy exchanged a curious glance as they watched the Editor of the Daily Planet head back into his office and closed the door behind him.
THE END