Silvery Moon

Silvery Moon

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Word Count: 1,707

Pairing: Werewolf! Clark Kent x Reader

Summary: You and Clark have been best friends forever one night he reveals a secret to you.

Warnings: scenting, 18+, oral (female receiving), rough/primal sex (p in v), belly bulge, marking, mentions of breeding, creampie, knotting, squirting

You and Clark Kent had been neighbors and best friends for as long as your could remember. You were adults now and you lived in your parent’s old house, them having gave it to you and retired to a tropical climate. He lived in the farm house, now owner and operator of Kent Farms, the most successful farming company in Smallville.

You were his logistics person, handling all the shipping and freight details. You two were so close people often wondered why the two of you weren’t married yet with a yard full of kids. Honestly you often wondered the same. You’d loved Clark for so many years now, and sometimes it felt like he loved you too, but he kept you at arm’s length for some reason. It made you ache, but you knew just as well as anyone else you can’t make someone love you.

You two pretty much knew everything about one another aside from one thing. You had no idea where Clark went for about a week every month. He made sure someone knew how to run things in his absence but never gave a single hint of where he’d be.

The week was upon you and like always poof, he was gone. You’d gotten used to it over the years but you couldn’t help but wonder why all the mystery surrounding his monthly sabbaticals.

That night you sat out in your porch, looking a the huge silvery moon and could hear a wolf howling in the distance. It was late and you figured now was as good a time as any for bed so you headed in and fell into a deep sleep. You’d been out a few hours when you heard frantic knocking at your door. It startled and disoriented you so badly you hadn’t even thought to cover yourself before you threw open the door, so there you stood in your thin tank top and panties in front of a very disheveled Clark.

“Clark what- what’s wrong?,” you said, taking him in. He was shirtless, pants legs all torn, his hair and beard had a few twigs of debris in them, and a thin sheen of sweat covered his entire body. When you looked into his eyes his baby blues seemed to be alight, although perhaps that was just a trick of the bright moonlight shining over him. “Clark,” you whispered.

He seemed to snap out of his trance and advanced on you, backing you into the wall in your entryway, caging you between his arms. He buried his face in your neck and inhaled deeply. A deep growl rumbled from his chest. “You smell so good Butterfly. Always smell so good,” he rasped as the hair of his beard tickled your skin. You gasped when he pressed his hips into yours and you felt his hard cock against you. “Clark, what’s going on?,” you asked taking his face in your hands. You looked into his eyes and they were definitely glowing.

You looked at him confusedly. “I need to leave,” he said through gritted teeth. “Why?,” you asked. “Because of what I am and what you are to me,” he strained. “What do you mean?,” you asked, desperate to understand. “I’m a werewolf, Butterfly. It’s why I go away during the full moon. It’s why I stay away for a week, while I’m in rut,” he panted as he rocked his hips into yours gently. You were still just as confused as ever when he leaned in an inhaled your scent again, groaning deeply. His fingers flexed so hard against the wall he was digging into it.

“I- it’s okay, Clark,” you assured him. You didn’t care what he was, you still loved him. “You don’t understand. You’re my mate. I’ve kept myself away because I don’t want to hurt you,” he said. “Clark, you’d never hurt me,” you told him. “Normally I wouldn’t but when I’m like this… Once I start I won’t be able to be gentle, Butterfly. I won’t be able to make love to you like I’d like to. All there’ll be is need. Need to bury myself deep into you, need to mark you, need to breed you. Usually I chain myself up, use toys, and wish like hell they were you, but tonight I broke loose. I ran away but I could still smell you, and now here I am, exactly where I shouldn’t be,” he told you.

“Or maybe it’s right where you should be,” you breathed, everything suddenly making so much sense to you now. All the years of longing for him, needing him. No way you were going to let him go now. “You’d have me like this?,” he asked as he cupped your jaw, his touch setting your skin on fire. “I’d have you any way you are Clark. I love you. I’ve always loved you,” you said as you clung to him.

“I’ve always loved you too,” he said before crashing his lips into yours with a bruising kiss. He lifted you from the floor, you wrapping your legs around him, as he carried you to the bedroom. He ripped your clothes off before ridding himself of his pants. When you saw his cock your heart rate accelerated. “I’m not sure it’ll fit,” you told him, as you ran your hands over it. You noticed the distinct bump all the way around the base of it. “What’s this?,” you asked. “My knot. You’ll take it, and all the rest of me, Butterfly. It was meant for you, and your soaked little pussy was meant for me. I can smell how wet you are already,” he groaned as he got on top of you.

He kissed your lips, then your neck. He took some time sucking and nipping at your breasts before all but shoving his tongue into your cunt. “Clark,” you moaned. “Mmmm,” he groaned, sending the vibration through you. He lapped up to your clit before returning to your entrance. “Best thing I’ve ever tasted,” he murmured before diving back in. He began stroking your clit with his thumb while somehow shoving his tongue deeper into you. “Uhhh Clark. I’m gonna come,“ you keened. “Come on my mouth,” he encouraged before continuing. Just then your cunt clamped down on his tongue, him humming in approval.

He licked all the way back up your body before lining up with your tight hole. He eased in, gritting his teeth. When he got nearly halfway in he leaned back, grabbed your hips and slammed the rest of the way into you, making you cry out. There was such a carnal lust in his eyes that you should’ve been frightened, but you weren’t. Sure it hurt a bit, but this was years in the making, you loved him, and wanted to take whatever he had to give.

He pulled nearly all the way out before slamming back in, taking your breath away. He looked at the way your belly bulged, full with his length and began rutting into you furiously. “Ohh. You take me so well Butterfly. Such a good little mate. This cunt was made for me. Looks and feels so perfect wrapped around me,” he mumbled. All you could do was whine and cry beneath him as you held onto his wrists. You turned your head and bit down on your knuckle, trying to contain yourself when he grabbed your hand and pinned it down to the bed.

“I want to hear every little sound,” he demanded. You whimpered, knowing the beast had taken over. He wouldn’t ease up. He began thumbing at your clit and it helped somewhat. It took awhile but pain finally ebbed into pleasure. “That’s it. Take it like the good little mate that you are Butterfly. I knew you’d always be so good for me,” he praised. He leaned down and kissed you hungrily right before you came, your thighs shaking around him. “Shit,” you whimpered. “I’m so close baby. Gonna give you my knot and mark you when I come,” he said airily.

“Mark?,” you managed. He turned your head and ran his fingertips over the side of your throat. “Right here. Gonna bite into you right here. Let everybody know you’re mine,” he growled. The thought both scared and enthralled you. He pushed into you so deep, rutting in. With a few more thrusts you came again, squirting lightly around his massive cock. He pulled out quickly, putting his face between your legs again to taste your nectar. “Clark,” you screamed as his ministrations made you come again.

“Fuck yes,” he growled before slamming back into you. “Come here,” he said as he snatched you up and sat back on his knees. He slammed you down onto to him as he thrusted into you. You could feel his knot trying to push up into you. “Clark I-,” you stammered. “Shhh, baby. Shhh,” he said between kisses as he continued. His knot finally worked its way in, the overwhelming feeling making you quake.

“Gonna come,” he roared before biting down on you. You cried out, unimaginable pain and pleasure washing over you as his cock began to pulse. You could feel the thick, hot ropes of his come filling you fuller than you’d ever been. “So much,” you groaned in your fucked out stated. He lapped at the bite marks on your neck while playing with your clit. You shivered as you came one last time. He positioned you around so he could curl up behind you until his knot went down.

He held you so close, kissing the side of your face, neck and shoulder as you shook in his arms. “You did so good Butterfly. Thank you. Thank you for letting me have you, for loving me. I love you so much,” he said softly against your skin. “I love you so much too Clark,” you smiled happily. “Rest now, baby. After my knot goes down I’ll get you some nourishment and it won’t be long until I need you again,” he told you. “I’ll be ready,” you whispered before drifting off to sleep.

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