#superman/clark kent

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Animal

One shot

Pairing: Superman/Clark Kent x Fem Reader

Description: When you try to hide from your creepy coworker you find yourself in a tight space with a handsome journalist you've had your eye on for a while.

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⚠️Warnings⚠️

18+ MDNI

Locked in tight space, grinding, kissing, groping, oral (F receiving), semi public sex, caught in the act, teasing, unprotected p in v, not proof read

All smut babyyy.

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"Hey doll, where ya goin?" Jackson calls after you. You walk quickly away from the break room through the maze of halls trying to lose him as soon as possible, then you see an open door. A closet. He is about to round the corner behind you when you slip in and close the door quietly.

"Hey, what are you-" before another word slips out of whoever is with you, you clasp a hand over their mouth and shush them with a finger hovering over your lip.

"where'd ya go? Let's just chat about this, okay? We can handle this like adults..." Jackson walks down the hall past the door and when you can't hear him any longer your body relaxes with a sigh.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry." You choke out as you drop your hand from Clark Kent's mouth. "Fuck, I -"

He can clearly see the distress on your face as you repeatedly apologize, on the verge of tears.

"Hey, it's okay," his voice is soft, "what's going on?"

"That asshole groped me in the break room. I just needed to get away from him..."

"It's okay, he's gone, you're safe-" he begins before you interrupt him.

"Oh, I know I'm safe. I ran before I snapped and beat his ass to a bloody pulp."

A look of realization comes across his face and he chuckles. "I see. we still have a problem though..."

"Yeah, what's that?" You say as you turn and try the knob, the door doesn't budge.

"We're stuck." You turn to see his face scrunched with a small knowing smile.

"At least I'm stuck with you and not that fucking animal." You scoff.

Suddenly he stalks forward and you push your back up against the door and the two of you are toe to toe.

"You think I'm not an animal?" A shiver runs down your spine as he continues to speak, his usual chipper demeanor and wide smile gone. "I heard you talking to your friends about me last week. About what you'd let me do to you. Sounded pretty animalistic to me."

"Oh, you uh...you heard that huh?"

"I did, we got time to kill if you're still interested."

Your hands shoot up to his face and your lips crash into his, he slots his leg between yours, and his hands find your hips.

He pulls away to catch his breath, "You sure?"

"Hell yes." You reply panting.

His lips find yours again in a frenzied kiss, his hands move your hips to grind on his leg and you groan at the friction. Hurried hands rip buttons from their place and you feel your soft skin press against his hardened muscles. He trails kisses down your jaw to your neck, you throw your head back and he immediately uses the opening to bite the junction at your neck and shoulder.

Your breath hitches in surprise as the sensation sends electricity coursing over your skin. The slight pain heightens your senses and you grind harder against him. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum."

He immediately stops and pulls away, a wicked grin on his face. An exasperated groan leaves your throat before you beg for more. He drops to his knees and snakes his hands up your skirt, his fingers find the hem of your panties and he quickly pulls them off.

"Look at all this," He gloats as he examines them. "I think I'm gonna need a taste." His words shake you to your core and another groan escapes you.

"This won't do at all, you're gonna have to keep quiet for me, don't want to be interrupted before I even get the chance to fuck you, do you?"

You whimper at the thought and he shakes his head. "Open." You obey, opening your mouth so he can muffle your cries with your panties.

"Good girl." He pats your cheek with his large hand. He guides your hand to lift your skirt so he has an unobstructed view of you as he buries his face in your weeping cunt. His tongue expertly explores your folds causing you to involuntarily buck into his face. He moans into you sending another wave of pleasure through you. Your free hand weaves into his hair and you push him into you harder as you roll your hips forward. You suddenly feel a finger probe your entrance and you encourage the movement

"Yes please, fuck." Your muffled whisper breathless. Slowly he works you open, adding fingers until he's pumping and curling three inside you just right.

"Please let me cum!" You whine through the fabric in your mouth.

"Go ahead." He states simply and you finally get your release. He works you through your orgasm until your twitching as you ride the last of it out. He removes his sopping fingers and licks them clean. Your legs wobble as you try and catch your breath and he stands to support you by the waist.

"let me know when you're ready for round two." He growls in your ear.

"Fuck me, please." You rip the panties from your mouth and the words come out without thinking, a sinister smile adorns his lips.

"Hands and knees." He orders. You're almost ashamed at how quickly you turn around and drop to the floor, but the orgasm that just ripped through you leaves you dumb and wanting.

You hear him unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants, you begin to turn your head when he catches you.

"Eyes forward." Another simple command that shoots straight to your core. You feel his tip prod your entrance and you push back unwilling to wait any longer.

You gasp when he fills you completely, he chuckles before pulling back and snapping forward hard. His pace is staggering and leaves you drooling as you both chase your high. The obscene sounds of skin on skin mask the approaching footsteps.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum again, don't stop." You choke out.

"Shit, me too." He groans out.

Just as you both start to climax the door opens and Jackson stands in the doorway. Clark keeps fucking you through until you're both finished maintaining eye contact with Jackson until he slams the door shut.

Panting you both collapse to the floor next to each other and laugh at the look on Jackson's face.

"We didn't get to everything on your list. Might have to do this again sometime." He quips with a wink.

[thattripleabattery]

[pinkiemachine]

I made a thing….

[bats-and-the-birds]

Situation where Clark has formed a tentative working relationship with Batman, but somewhere in that time, Batman acquired Robin and, naturally, didn't tell him.

Clark finds out about Robin's existence when a ten year old Dick Grayson in full Robin gear breaks into his apartment at two in the morning and shakes him awake because Batman's missing and Alfred's away and Bruce taught him that, in the case of emergency, Superman was one of the only people he could trust. Bruce just didn't think to tell Clark that he was, by all means, his son's emergency contact.

Clark: -wakes up to a small boy that he's never seen or heard of before in a cape and a mask with lenses that reflect light like a cat's perched on the edge of his bed in a pitch black room-

Dick, calmly: Hey, Batman's -- stop screaming -- Batman's missing. I need help.

[frownyalfred]

a nosy socialite at an event, leaning down: “Oh Richard, it must be so hard for you in that house, what with Bruce’s…proclivities for nighttime guests.”

Dick Grayson, fully aware at age 13 that Bruce Wayne is a Loser™ whose only “nighttime guest” is Clark Kent, who comes over to “review cases” with Bruce before/after patrol while both of them awkwardly ignore any and all tension between them: “Something like that.”

[violent138]

Clark absolutely plays it up when he meets little kids dressed like Batman in Metropolis, referring to them as his old friend and making them ecstatic. He also has a habit of helping any little Robins he finds do flips.

Batman runs into little Supermans in Gotham and sends Clark photos of them from his lenses captioned with things like, "On the job for six years and already better than you" or answering questions about Supes like "Yes I am his boss."

[jesncin]

"Who Is Superman? A Private Interview with Lois Lane" a fancomic about hope and connection. I've had this story in mind for so long and I'm very excited to be able to share it at last. Thank you for reading, and happy Lunar New Year!

[waveoftheocean]

tfw you have a reputation to maintain but a sparkly alien keeps trying to become friends with you 😔✨️

[sully-s]

Listen, if I had the time I would just make Justice Leauge the mockumentary, lol.

[koroart]

I put way too much effort into this ( based on this meme, it wouldn’t leave me alone until it was drawn — I am freee )

[hollis-art]

ngl im not even a superman fan. i just REALLY like clark kent,,, (thank you, Smallville, for that.)

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[arttuff]

juvenile kryptonians are quite viscious!!! be careful around them!

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[ktkat99]

Bruce- So anyway, then I-, wait. Hang on.

Bruce, standing and walking to the window, pulling it open and leaning out of it- Don't even think about it!

Jason- Oh, come on!

Dick- How'd you know?!

Tim- I TOLD you he bugged us!

Clark- What were they about to do?

Bruce- No idea. But I've learned to play the odds

[frownyalfred]

“Bruce Wayne’s superpower is money” Bruce Wayne’s superpower is the ability to actively have a full-fledged panic attack and still look Superman himself dead in the eye without any of his vitals changing. Heart rate is a solid 60 BPM. You can’t even see him breathing. Put some respect on my man’s name.