Rested after a good night sleep

[slayers_desire]

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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[kalel-ofkrypton.livejournal.com]

Clark's not doing anything in particular this time, just sitting up in the loft and doodling Kryptonian symbols in a notebook. He drops it immediately when he hears the ringtone of his PINpoint. "Hey there."

[slayers-desire.livejournal.com]

"Hello handsome. Guess what? No weirdness is the cause for this call. In fact I was hoping to steal you away for the next few hours."

[kalel-ofkrypton.livejournal.com]

As always, he is glad to hear that there isn't any form of emergency at the root of this call. Social calls are always so much better than the ones where the world is ending. "Oh, I don't know," he teases her. "I had a fun night planned of staring at the wall, but I suppose I could pencil you in."

[slayers-desire.livejournal.com]

"Tsk tsk. Interrupting staring at the wall am I. Guess I just have to find someone else to wear this new outfit around."

[kalel-ofkrypton.livejournal.com]

Clark's brain temporarily stops working as his imagination goes into overdrive. He finds his voice a moment later. "Something special?"

[slayers-desire.livejournal.com]

"Of course something special. Just shows off a little more flesh. Fits nicely with the activites planned." April teased. "But if you are busy..."

[kalel-ofkrypton.livejournal.com]

Damn, April. After their last conversation, Clark's lucky he's functioning at the moment. He's torn between extreme nervousness and wanting to immediately drop everything and run to her place without even hanging up. "Looks like I just got a cancellation. I'm free for a while. Are the... activities... at your place?" He's pretty sure they are, but it's always polite to ask.

[slayers-desire.livejournal.com]

"Not all of them. But the later activites are sure to end up here." April smiles. "It would ruin the surprise if I detailed them too much."

[kalel-ofkrypton.livejournal.com]

Clark usually hates surprises. But then, they're usually the bad kind. He feels rather optimistic about this one. "I'll be right over."

[slayers-desire.livejournal.com]

That is the goal of the night, to give Clark a few pleasant surprises. April takes a moment to check her makeup and dress. Then waits for him to show up.

There is still butterflies in her stomach. Just like the first date.

[kalel-ofkrypton.livejournal.com]

The nice part about having a boyfriend with superspeed means she won't be waiting long.

Clark takes a moment to zip to the house and up to his room, and changes clothes to something a little nicer and less fragrant with the scent of hay. He doesn't bother telling his parents where he's going, since to them he'll be back very shortly, but tosses out a quick, "Going out for a sec!" on his way out the door.

By the time he arrives at April's place a few seconds later, he takes a minute to run a hand through his hair and get rid of the windblown look before he knocks. He doesn't do anything about the stupid grin on his face.

safe pic no worries

[slayers-desire.livejournal.com]

The windblown look works for Clark, luckily. When April answers the door, she is wearning a very seductive peach dress (http://pics.livejournal.com/slayers_desire/pic/000015e2), with a strapless top and a flowing dress that stops at her knees. Plenty of flesh.

"Hey handsome. Took you long enough." She teases, leaning in for a kiss.

[kalel-ofkrypton.livejournal.com]

"Wow." That's all he can think to say. But when she leans in for a kiss, his brain is working well enough to reciprocate. It's become one of his favorite ways to say hello to her; he could be dead and he'd still never pass up the chance to kiss her.

[slayers-desire.livejournal.com]

The wow is a perfect reaction. So is the returned kiss. "I am glad you came. I enjoy having no reason to see you."

Grabbing her purse, April gently nudged him back into the hall. "We can return here later. First, I am taking you to a supernatural club for young adults."

((whisked away for work))

[kalel-ofkrypton.livejournal.com]

Well, color him intrigued. During the summer he spent in Metropolis under the influence of red kryptonite, he spent a lot of time in nightclubs amongst the ordinary humans. But there, he was superior, a step above the mortals who populated the club. Going someplace where he's just another face in a crowd is a novelty, and one that he's eager to experience.

Especially when he's accompanied by such a lovely young lady.

He's still grinning like an idiot, but he manages to tamp it down enough that he at least looks a little more dignified when he offers her his arm. "As you wish, m'lady."

[slayers-desire.livejournal.com]

"Mmmm like the sounds of that." April laughed. She will lead him to the apartment elevator, and there use her PINpoint to teleport them. So basically, when the elevator reaches the bottom floor, they hear the music of the club. April has selected this club because of its good music, acceptance of minors, and because of a secret attraction that Clark will discover later.

The club is attended by a supernatural crowd. Some obvious like the Demons, Aliens or Werewolves. Others not so much.

"Thirsty?" April asks as they enter.

[kalel-ofkrypton.livejournal.com]

Clark automatically takes a glance around as they enter, scouting out entrances and exits, before he realizes that what he's doing is preparing a sneaky way out if something goes wrong and he's needed elsewhere. It happens to him a lot, so it's become habit, but he reminds himself that he doesn't need to worry about that here.

"Sure," he agrees.

[slayers-desire.livejournal.com]

Taking him to a counter, where they serve both non-alcoholic and alcoholic drinks, April orders herself a strawberry-banana smootie. And leaves Clark's options up to him, they have everything.

"You a good dancer Clark?"

[kalel-ofkrypton.livejournal.com]

Clark hesitates a moment, then orders a Red Sea Sunrise, a nonalcoholic version of a Tequila Sunrise. While he can drink alcohol all night and not get drunk, he's still not old enough by Kansas law, and he's been raised to follow all the laws he can. Not to mention it wouldn't do him any good anyway.

He laughs a little. "Not really, but I can try. So long as I don't tromp all over your toes." Hey, he has big feet. It's a legitimate concern.

[slayers-desire.livejournal.com]

"If you do tromp on my feet, you will just owe me a foot massage later." April replies. Now they have their drinks, she will guide him to a booth. Where they can set down drinks and hit the dance floor.

"Besides, dancing can help agility for football and battles."

[kalel-ofkrypton.livejournal.com]

Clark doesn't think that a foot massage will fix broken toes, but he's a lot less clumsy than he looks, so he feels fairly confident in his ability to not squash her feet flat.

"Ah, appealing to my masculinity," he says with a laugh. Football and fighting, two of the great American male pastimes. "Good strategy."

[slayers-desire.livejournal.com]

"Oh didn't you know?" April sets down her drink, and slides up close to him. "There is a lot of your masculinity that I would like to appeal too."

[kalel-ofkrypton.livejournal.com]

After their discussion the other day, he's feeling a little bolder than he would be ordinarily, and his voice drops half an octave. "Oh, you are."

His only perpetual problem is not knowing what to do with his hands. He compromises by sliding one around her waist, very careful not to grope her.

[slayers-desire.livejournal.com]

The boldness definitely gets a reaction, because Clark's voice and the hand on her waist gives April a very pleasant sensation down her spine.

"Good to know." The soft statement is matched by a soft kiss.

[kalel-ofkrypton.livejournal.com]

Clark's heat vision has been behaving so far, much to his relief. This does not, however, mean that he isn't enjoying himself, particularly when it comes with kisses.

This is so much better than spending the evening staring at the barn wall.

"I think to dance, we have to move our feet a little more than this," he says with a smile, using his other hand to smooth back a stray hair from her face.