slayers_desire | Rome adventures: open to Clark and Xander

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Rome adventures: open to Clark and Xander

April felt blessed in the fact that she was getting closer to Clark's family in Smallville. Especially since every time she visited with Martha and Jonathan, she could sense their approval and that they were glad she made Clark happy. It was so important to her to share more of her world with Clark in return, and introduce him to someone from the Buffyverse.

So after deciding on Xander, April first sat down with the older man and explained about her visits to the Nexus. And how she had made several friends there. And how she started dating someone from another universe. And that she would like to introduce her boyfriend to Xander.

With those basics covered, April was ready to contact Clark and invite him back to Rome. This time to meet someone from her world. And waiting for Clark to arrive, April felt a couple of butterflies in her stomach. She just hoped that Xander and Clark would get along alright.

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Xander's reaction was actually one of the more helpful ones he could've had. Once he believed that Clark actually was Clark, he rolled with it easily, not geeking out or asking him stupid questions about the glasses that he doesn't wear (yet). So it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been, and he's grateful for it.

And as he listens, one of the twisted knots of stress in his chest seems to loosen, knowing that she really did fall in love with him for him and not Superman. That she believes in him, not because of a comic book, but because she knows him. And that she has confidence that even if he doesn't grow into being that untouchable, pristine boy scout in a cape, that he'll become the best person he possibly can anyway, no more and no less.

He closes his eyes again, leaning his forehead against hers. "Thank you."

April can almost sense the stress knot loosening. And she nuzzles his neck. "I should have told you a lot sooner. And I promise to no longer tease you about comic-you. Just tease you because of you-you."

She never wants him to feel any pressure from her to being 'Superman'. Because Clark is already her hero. And he always will be. And she is going to tell him that now.

"You are my hero Clark. I love you for all you are."

He opens his eyes again, and softly kisses her cheek. "I love you too. I... thank you." Words can't express what he wants to say. So he kisses her again, gently as before. Gratefully. Wondering what he did to deserve someone like her.

"You know I will be there for you. Always." April enjoys the kiss. But mostly is glad she was able to provide Clark with some reassurance.

One hand seeks out the rune on her shoulder, tracing it in silent agreement. She's been nothing but patient with him, even though sometimes his problems are petty ones, and she's stuck by him through the bigger faults. She loves him for himself, flaws and all, and he can't help but love her back. Sticking by her through her own trials, saving her when he can, listening when she needs it.

Moving her hands inside his shirt, April gently massages his chest. "How abotu a bit of a massage? Remove some more of this stress?"

Her touch feels good, even though he's concerned about her trying hard enough to hurt her hands if things get too intense. "That depends," he says with a small smile. "Are any of your housemates likely to wander through and get scarred for life?"

"We could always move to my bedroom. It is a lot more private."

His smile widens. "Then we run the risk of them wandering by and hearing something." He may be teasing her, just a little.

Taking his hand to take him to the bedroom, April teased back. "I know I am good, but you will just have to restrain yourself."

He follows her, glad that this next trip to her bedroom is less dire than the last. "You'll have to find some other way to make me shut up then."

Arriving in the bedroom, April gave him a smile as she removed his shirt from him. "Oh I could think of a way or two."

"Go lay on the bed."

"Ooh. Getting bossy now." He obeys, though, carefully flopping onto it but not hard, so he doesn't break it. His own bed at home is a lot sturdier than hers, and he's broken it more than once.

"Admit it, you like it when I am bossy." April chuckled. Understanding the difficulties of Clark's skin, she was prepared to use other methods to ensure he received a good massage without her having to use much pressure.

First, she started with applying a massage oil that would heat slightly once in contact with the skin. And gently rubbed it into his muscles. Next she also concentrated on sending the sensations past the skin, like she did for Jonathan, so that Clark would feel the psychic massage against any muscles that needed it.

"Yes, ma'am. Whatever you say, ma'am."

April's resourcefulness is much appreciated, and though he feels a little guilty for not being able to return the favor, it's quickly pushed aside at the sensations her fingers and magic are working on his skin and muscles. He hasn't felt this relaxed in years, and if Kryptonian abilities came with a shapeshifting power, he's pretty sure he would end up as a puddle before the day is done.

"Where'd you learn how to do this?" he murmurs, eyes half closed as she works.

His first comment received another chuckle from April. And she bend to whisper in his ear. "I knew I would corrupt you sooner or later, my naughty farmer's son."

Continuing the massage, April can sense her efforts working on him, and hopefully the stress of the day being removed. "Strangely... books. Learning about how the muscle and nervous system works. And how psychic powers could be utilized to target those systems, and even heal damage to them too."

"Must've been good books," he says approvingly. No one's ever done something like this for him before, and he's pretty sure that no one else could, without the psychic sensations she's transmitting to him. He's not even worried about her hurting herself trying to hard, nor is he thinking about having both of his fathers disappointed in him. She's the center of his world, the only thing that exists for him in this moment.

Leaning down to place a kiss here and there along his back, April's intent turned to ensuring Clark had no more worries from his difficult adventure in China.

"Once the muscles in your back feel relaxed, you could turn over and receive the same attention to your front."

He huffs out a laugh. "I don't think I can move." He doesn't want her to stop, naturally, and it's an appealing thought, but what she's done so far has helped him relax immensely. So just the thought of trying to turn over seems impossible.

"Tsk tsk tsk. Should I be bossy again?" April nipped lightly at his shoulder blade. "Roll over so I can access one of the best parts of you."

He jumps a little at the gentle bite. "Okay, okay," he says, still smiling, and makes a big show of turning himself over.

"Good boy." April purrs lightly. Applying more massage oil to her hands, she started massaging the muscles at his front, using the same methods that she did for the back.

Clark shuts his eyes almost entirely this time, just focusing on the sensations and the pleasure she's giving him, and he has a stray thought that it's too bad his muscles don't get sore from exercise like other people's do, because then he could solicit her for this all the time. She may have only learned from books, but her instinct for massage is a strong one.

That is because she cheats. It is not only the book knowledge, but listening to his thoughts and targetting those pleasure zones.

And small kisses here and there on his chest too.

If Clark knew he was making these noises, small groans of pleasure and almost purring with the feeling of it, he would be horribly embarrassed. And it's almost cruel, knowing that eventually she's going to have to stop and then he won't be feeling like this anymore.

"You wicked woman," he breathes. "I'll do anything."

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