[Third Person Pov]
The next day within the early morning inside the Fortress of Solitude, Clark was resting upon his giant, soft mattress. As he was waking up, sleep still clung to him, he could feel something soft and round fitting perfectly within his palm, his fingers sinking into whatever he was holding.
"Ahh~ hnn~"
Clark's hands froze as he remained still with his eyes closed, head resting back against his pillow, "If I open my eyes, I see that you're on my bed and naked Lala, I'm committing domestic violence"
"Hehehe, Good Morning Clark!" Lala cheerfully greeted.
Clark let out a suffering sigh as he opened his eyes and saw Lala perked up right around his arm, she was staring down at him with messy bed hair and smiling at him with a wide grin looking as bright as a daisy.
"Honeslty, how is it that I don't detect you whenever you sneak your way onto my bed? Are you using magic? Perhaps tech that let's you avoid my senses?" Clark asked, looking at how free her breast hung before looking up towards the ceiling, "And I was sure you were at Granny's place, did you seriously come all the way here just to sneak onto my bed?"
Lala went and got comfortable within Clark's arm, her face near his broad chest as she started answering his questions one by one, "For your first question, I don't know, maybe you just trust me enough that you don't think of me as a danger and don't wake up"
"Unlikely," Clark answered flatly.
Lala ignored him and continued looking quite pleased, "No magic or tech was used to assist me in my masterful infiltration, I'm just a masterful ninja spy~" She boasted proudly, giggling like a little girl while Clark rolled his eyes.
"And I was over at the temple, but when I realized you weren't going to be sleeping over but was rather sleeping at the fortress, I hurried right over" Lala said as she snuggled closer to Clark wrapping her arms around him.
"What is seriously wrong with you," Clark said, pushing himself up from the bed.
"I'm sorry but I just can't help it, have I mentioned how warm you are?" Lala said, hugging his strong arm, sandwiching his bicep between her breasts, "You're like a big cuddling teddy bear filled with the rays and warmth of a thousand suns"
Clark looked over at her hugging his arm as she smiled contently, Clark rubbed his eye with his other hand and said, "Okay fine whatever, but do you have to be naked? That's the thing that's bothering me the most about all this?"
"I can't sleep with clothes on, they're tight and uncomfortable. I tried to sleep with pajamas before but I take them off in my sleep, so I still end up naked" Lala said as she stared down at her figure.
She started touching her breast slightly as she said, "Anyways what's wrong with sleeping naked? Don't you find my body attractive? I mean you're always touching my breast when we sleep together…"
"That's not the point" Clark groaned in frustration, bringing a hand over his face, he let out a sigh as he peeked over between his fingers towards her and saw her staring at him in confusion.
Clark brushed his hair back and away from his face, "Lala, I'm still a guy you know… You can't go around being so defenseless and putting yourself in these kinds of situations"
"It's alright, I trust you" She said in a very carefree and trusting manner.
'She's not getting it, is she…?' Clark thought, running his hand down his face, "Fine" Clark spun over to her and grabbed her legs by ankles and yanked her down from her position to be beneath him.
Lala let out a startled yelp as Clark used his arms to cage her in and lean down towards her.
Lala had a hand over her breast, staring up at Clark with widened surprised eyes, her breathing heavy as the atmosphere around Clark changed completely, his long hair frame down his face, his eyes were half-lid and sensual, staring down at her like she was a piece of meat about to be devoured.
"Like I told you Lala, I'm a guy, what's even worse everything about me is super. Which includes my hormones and libido, so if you go around, showing off her body like that. I really won't be responsible for what happens next" Clark said in a low, warning tone meant to intimidate Lala.
It ended up having the opposite effect, as she stared up at Clark, unblinking, her body began to tremble faintly. It wasn't due to fear however, she could feel something warm igniting deep with her stomach.
She turned her head to the side, almost in shame, her bubblegum pink hair was sprawled behind her as she lowered her hands from her breast and said in a timid voice, "If it's you Clark, I don't mind…"
Clark slowly blinked in disbelief and lowered his head slightly and sighed, "Just what are you doing Lala…"
Lala bit her lip and she reached over and surprised Clark by flipping him over to his back and straddling him.
She stared down at his surprised expression, her hair creating a veil between the two of them as her hand rested over his pecks, "I…I really like you Clark, so If my body excites you, if my body could please you, I wouldn't mind in the slightest. In fact I welcome it…"
It was now Clark's turn to start breathing heavy as he stared at the intensity and sincerity of her gaze. Her eyes staring down at him with a cherishing look, she maintained her eye contact as she slowly lowered herself, their heavy breath mingling together.
She closed the final inch, however instead of meeting his lips, she ended up kissing his palm which Clark placed over his lips.
Clark placed a hand over her mouth, Lala blinked in surprise while Clark stared at her with narrowed eyes. Clark pushed himself up with one hand and brought the other to support Lala's back.
"Clark isn't the one you like Lala" Clark said as he sat upright, Lala was still straddling him his lap as her legs wrapped around his waist, "The one you like is Superman"
Lala looked a bit confused as she had her hand resting over his shoulders, "Aren't they the same?"
"No Lala, they're not. Superman and Clark couldn't be anymore different, Superman is merely a mask, a personal I put on—" Clark but was stopped by Lala who placed a hand over his mouth.
Clark stopped himself due to the sharp and serious look Lala was giving him. It was the most serious he had ever seen from her, "You're wrong" Lala said, almost startling Clark with the intensity.
"To you they might seem like different people, but to me they're one in the same." Lala said as she had one hand lopped over his neck, the other still over his mouth preventing from interrupting her, "Sure you two may behave a little bit different here and there, but you both possess the same compassion and the desire to help people. Superman wouldn't have even been born if you, Kal-El Clark Ayase, didn't possess the heart of a hero."
Clark moved her hand away and opened his mouth to say something but they got stuck in his throat as Lala continued, "You want to know what truly think about Superman?"
Lala didn't let him answer and said, "Superman is nothing more than a reflection, a reflection of who you truly are as a person. Superman can only be kind because you are kind, Superman can be Just because you are Just. Whatever good lays inside of you, Superman reflects that"
"When I was being pursued by my bodyguards it wasn't Superman that swooped down and saved me, but rather Clark" Lala said as she now had both hands over his neck, "Clark is Superman as much as Superman is Clark, so it's just simply impossible for you to be two different people"
Clark saw her radiant smile and subconsciously held her closer and tighter in her arms, he exhaled softly as he asked, "Since when did you get so smart Lala?"
"Hey~ What's that supposed to mean?!" She pouted cutely, "I was always smart"
They both started to snicker and laugh as Lala wrapped her arms over his neck fully and leaned against his forehead to support himself.
They chuckled while staring into each other's gaze before it slowed to a unanimous stop and their lips naturally found their way towards each other.
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