you can ignore this if you want but superman from maws is making me go feral and all ive been thinking about is reader somehow getting her hands on some kryptonite and using it against clark in bed to make him submissive and whimper and like just weak to the knees
I have something similar to this with Clark x Lois lmao. Funny how it works out.
Pairing: Clark Kent x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, kryptonite use, handjob, whimpering, size kink, no penetration, size difference, muscle kink, lots of cum, sub!Clark Kent, cute! Clark Kent, Clark is a good boy and likes to be told so (praise kink)
Word count: 1.4k
A/N: Thinking about a whimpering Clark made me weak in the knees not the other way around.
Clark's strength could break buildings like they were nothing so naturally he was a little, okay, very scared to have sex with you. When he handled you he was always so careful, like touching the finest work of art. When you kissed and he lifted you he always let you take the lead, to lean into him, to grind against him, to wrap your arms around his thick neck. It was always up to you.
Clark didn't mind using his fingers though. He kept his wrist still, vibrating those thick digits inside you as you rode them. Pleasure and happiness were things he gave all too easily in your opinion. You wanted to repay him seeing as how your pussy was still clamping down around him.
"I want to ride you all night." You husked against his lips. Thankfully his whimper was only heard by you, seeing as you lived alone. His boxers were doing all they could to keep his cock at bay, strained to the max.
Clark's fingers stopped vibrating inside of you and slowly eased out, "R-Ride? But... I could hurt you if I..." He let out a loud moan when you cupped him through his boxers. "What if I hurt you?"
"I've though of that. Hold on." This was a secret, a potentially dangerous one but it should work. It was the tiniest shard of Kryptonite you managed to swipe from the Lex's new lab. You work for him only to keep an eye out, but when you saw the Kryptonite you couldn't resist. "I made a few modifications. This version shouldn't hurt you. In fact it's already been working."
Clark's eyes widened as you put the small piece next to your bed. "Is that why I've been feeling off? I thought it was just me." He sighed in relief, "Still I don't know how well it's gonna work." He rubbed the back of his head, his cock excited but his face worried and skeptical of your idea.
"That's why we're gonna test it out first. Take your boxers off and get on all fours."
"A-All fours!" You had no idea Clark's voice could go that high or that he could blush that deep of a red shade. You could clearly make it out even in the little green glow.
"You heard me." You put your hands on your hips and waited.
Clark gulped but saw nothing else to do, Y-Yes ma'am." His boxers were off in a flash, cock free, thick and veiny and the tip red and leaking. "This position is a little embarrassing." With a chuckle you got on your knees behind him, marveling at sheer display of strength and might his muscles possessed even when he was submitting to you.
You ran your hand down his shoulders, back and hips, his blush now reaching all the way to his shoulders. The most powerful being in the world, maybe in the galaxy, and he was willing to be this vulnerable with you.
"This means a lot to me. Thank you Clark." His hips bucked backwards when he felt you press against his ass, your pussy still very wet. "I love you. I know we haven't said it yet but I really do."
His enormous hand pressed over yours in reassurance, "I love you too. But if I said it first I thought I might come off as too pushy real fast."
"You're not that kind of guy. I know you're not." You kissed the nape of his neck as you let your hands wind around him, down his chest, feeling how fast his heart was beating, down his stomach, the abdomen taunt, and finally to the one part you wanted to get your hands on the most, his cock. In his hand it was normal, in yours it was thick and big and almost heavy. "You're a good boy Clark."
"Fu- gosh." More proof of how good he was. You could count the times you heard him swear on one hand. But you were determined to be the reason he swore more.
One of your hands cupped the cocktip, the other started to slowly move up and down his cock. You payed close mind to how he reacted, if he whimpered of he took a breath, if his hips rolled into or away from your hand, what kind of stroke made him flex and relax his muscles.
What those could do to you? He could take you wherever he wanted, whenever he wanted, he could destroy, create, fight, win, and he could protect and hold and cherish. That was the Clark Kent you fell in love with.
"I'm gonna go a bit faster. Is that okay with you?" Clark nodded. You huffed against his ear and formed a ring around the base of his tip with your fingers, barely touching them. "Be a good boy. Tell me if you want it or not. Be very clear."
With your other hand you pressed downward, keeping the pressure on his balls, "Yes, yes I want it, I want you to jerk me off, sweetheart I need your hands on me now."
"Who knew you could be so compliant? Was this all it took for you Clark? I sure hope no one else figures this little trick out." Superman on his knees. You knew for a fact that it was many people's fantasy.
"Don't want them. Only you, only you." He sobbed when you started moving your hands along his cock again, "Fuck, that feels so good."
It felt good for you too, his hard cock pulsing in your hand, the cum dripping past your fingers and onto your sheets. There was already a puddle there like he came already. Did the Kryptonite make him more sensitive? Sure looked like it. You pressed yourself closer, you felt his firm yet soft ass press against you, the subtle bucking of his hips practically making you hump him.
"I wonder if you'd make a mess when you come? This already more than you usually give. I bet you would, and I bet that you'd look so sexy fucking my hand." Clark's rolled his hips forward, it sounding very appealing to his ears, clearly. "God Clark, you're excellent, and those sounds, so cute."
He kept thrusting, more cum spilling out each time but it didn't look like he could quite get there. You could help him with that. The hand that was on his tip dropped down to his balls cupping and massaging them, not too hard, you didn't know if it would hurt him since he was a lot more sensitive now.
"God fucking damn it! Coming! Keep going, keep going, please don't stop baby!" Who in their right mind would stop when Superman was coming from their hand? His whole body shook and the bed along with it, in fact you were pretty sure you heard something bend and break and it wasn't Clark's back, as much as he arched them.
The Kryptonian collapsed on the pillows, short of breath as he rolled over, his cock still shooting little strings of cum over his abs. He had a smile on his face despite his lack of breath. Well, Clark Kent out of breath, that was a first.
"That... was a first for me. I didn't know I could ejaculate that much." He sat up, cringing at the pool of cum he touched with his fingers, "I promise I'll clean it up. And I think I need to check your bed, I might have broken it."
"You're probably the only guy who doesn't see breaking a woman's bed as a good thing." It was understandable, he probably broke too many thing on accident.
"Should I?" He grinned and leaned forward a little, once again flexing his muscles. You would never get tired of looking at those. They were perfect to grind on. He was perfect.
You cupped his face and looked into his big blue, almost puppydog eyes, "Nope. You're good. Perfect even." After a little kiss you picked up the Kryptonite shard next to your bed, "I should find a safer place for this."
"Can you keep it next to your bed for right now. I wanna cuddle while we sleep." And people think this man is dangerous? He's so cute when he asks for things. "After we get clean sheets." Right, yeah, the clean sheets. A new bed would have to wait. You're gonna need something a lot more sturdy if you wanted to keep having sex like this.
But at least you knew it would be a worth while investment.
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