slayers_desire | Rested after a good night sleep

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Rested after a good night sleep

It was amazing how much difference one good night of sleep could make. Especially since that sleep had been thanks to Clark holding her, and finally being able to talk to him about intimacy.

That one good night had led to a couple more, and today April was feeling 100 per cent better. And because of her good mood, had spent the better part of the afternoon making phone calls, arranging some details, and basically had a nice surprise all lined up for Clark.

All that was needed was the guest of honor. So she would give him a call.

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Clark makes doubly sure that his eyelids are locked down tight, because he's pretty sure he'd be scorching the ceiling or the walls if he dares open them a smidgen. He goes shirtless on the farm all the time, although he doesn't tend to sweat or burn. And he doesn't usually have an audience. "Sure."

Hey, he's checking out her bones. It's more than fair. Granted, he can't see any other level of x-ray vision with his heat vision acting up, but still.

Slowly, April will raise her hands, removing the shirt from him as she does. It does take a moment of unlocking her arms from her neck. But hey it is worth it. And after the shirt is off, one hand caresses down his flesh. And the other caresses his face.

"How you handling, handsome?"

Her motion necessitates Clark letting go of her, too, and he's startled to realize he's been floating. Took her with him, too. It's just barely, not enough to make a huge difference, but still. He wasn't even trying.

He sets down again, carefully, avoiding stepping on her feet or cracking the floor. He likes her apartment, and has no desire to see it broken.

He feels exposed, the gentle eddies of air created by her movement swirling against Kryptonian skin, so minuscule as to be unnoticeable to humans, and he shivers with something that isn't cold. "Be a lot better if I could see your face instead of just your skull," he says, a hint of longing in his voice, and he touches her face in return. It is a rather nice skull, though. It keeps her brain safe, and he likes it to stay that way.

"We will find a way." April promises. It would be nicer to be looking at his amazing blue eyes. And she hopes that someday Clark will find the control he needs to not be all heat-visiony.

"Had we been floating?"

"Practice makes perfect. We could always try keeping a hell of a lot of candles nearby. Or a big fireplace." He's not sure he could focus enough to keep his heat vision confined to a single wick, not when he's worked up like this. And he has no idea just how hot he can burn.

"Little bit, yeah. Didn't even know I was doing it." He hasn't subconsciously floated like that since freshman year, not when he's awake.

"Candles are a lot easier to buy than a fireplace." April carefully leaned up to kiss his eyelids. "I do want you to be able to look at me."

"Was that because of us being intimate?"

He cups her chin in his hand, stroking her jawline with his thumb. "I want to be able to look at you, too. Preferably without you ending up on fire." And how strange is it, to think that he's already burned her twice on purpose?

"I don't know. Maybe. You make me feel..." He doesn't know what word could possibly encompass the depth of emotion he's experienced today. For any mortal man, the word invincible might have sufficed. But Clark knows exactly what that feels like, and this is so different.

Without his shirt on, he can feel the gentle press of the protection charm against his bare skin, a constant reminder of her feelings for him. He never takes it off. "You make me feel special."

"You make me feel special too Clark." April kisses his lips. And wrapped her arms around him, to press in close to him. "I feel so complete when I am around you. And not alone anymore."

He kisses her back, rests his forehead against hers, so close that they're breathing the same air.

The word alone strikes a chord in him, deep and terrible, and above all things in his life, Clark has always been desperately lonely. First for being a freakish outsider, then finding out he's an alien, then the last of an entire species, he's never imagined anyone could feel more isolated. And while there is no replacing Krypton, no replacing his people, his parents have worked to fill in the gaps as best as they can. And now he has her in his life, helping to fill the lonely pit in his life.

He feels a burning in his eyes that has nothing to do with heat vision. "Seeing Krypton today... it did something to me. I feel more whole, more than I've ever been. All because of you."

"Oh I am glad. I would never want you to feel like you were missing a part of who you are." They are so close, when she talks her lips brush against his.

"I am glad we met. I love you so much."

"I love you too," he says, and becomes aware that he's never actually said those exact words out loud to her before.

He's progressed past feeling only the purely physical, and he takes a chance, opening those blue eyes and looks into hers, gold light receding back into the depths of his pupils. "I don't know where I'd be without you."

The eye contact makes it so much more meaningful. "Oh Clark. Sometimes I just don't know how to tell you how much strength you give me. Or reassurance. And even when you are not here..."

"Your rune centers me. Keeps me in a good place. Near you."

He smiles a little. He still doesn't like the memory of searing it into her flesh, but it makes him feel good to know that it helps her so much. "When I'm wearing the charm you gave me, I feel the same way, like you're right there with me. I never take it off." Not even when he's sleeping, or in the shower.

"Oh that is nice. We are there for each other, even during those times when we can't be there physically."

"I didn't note any strength issues. Just the heat vision. And the floating."

"I think the strength might come up later, when we get more... active." He doesn't notice that he says when, rather than if. "The heat vision is definitely a biggie though."

"I wish I knew a solution. But this isn't in the books, nor the kind of question you pose to others." April sort of felt helpless.

"We'll figure something out." He sounds absolutely convinced of that, one hundred percent, like it's unfathomable that they won't. "With all the worlds we can visit, and all the possibilities there are, we'll find a solution, somehow. Even if we have to experiment with kryptonite."

"Experimenting with kryptonite would be a last solution." She remembers how horrible it had been seeing him in pain. "Besides, if I wanted to seduce a normal boyfriend - I would have made my move on Krypton."

"I want to be with you. All of you."

Clark would gladly suffer under kryptonite if she needed him to. But even so, her wanting him as him makes him feel warmer than any heat vision buildup, and a fear he didn't know he was holding onto loosens in his chest. "You have no idea how much I've hoped to hear you say that."

"Well then I will say it again. I want to be with you. All of you." April kisses him deeply.

He has no idea how to respond, so he just kisses her back.

Yeah. This is definitely better than staring at the wall all evening.

Moving a hand down his bare chest, April smiles. "So... what else should we practice before we have to part ways?"

"If we try too much more, we'll end up right back where we started." Not that he doesn't want to, but he doesn't want to burn down her apartment either. He's quite comfortable with how they are now, and he wishes this moment didn't have to end. He can be a real cuddle-monster when he's relaxed like this. "What do you want to do?"

"We could just cuddle on the couch." April suggests. "And then take things from there."

Because with a shirtless Clark at her availability, she is going to be touching him. And it might return to dealing with heat vision. But that is the point of this. To find a way to give Clark control.

"Sounds good to me." Besides, he has an idea about maybe how to deal with the heat vision, and if the opportunity should arise, he needs her to help him out.

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