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crack_van2009-01-31 10:18 pm
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Let Me In by Elly (NC-17)
Hey, guys. This is my last rec for this month. Thank you for the opportunity to present some of my favorite fics to the community, and I'm looking forward to doing this again at a later date. And now, I finish with the same author I started with.
Fandom: SMALLVILLE
Pairing: Chloe/Clark; with minor mentions of Chloe/Jimmy
Length: novella length
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ellyfanfiction
Author Website: Elly's Fanfiction
Why this must be read:
This particular story is a smutty AU take on the final scene of the season six episode Static. What starts out as a scene with Chloe comforting her best friend after the horrific sights he'd seen in the episode's events, ultimately ends up with Clark's anxiety and fear turning into desire, passion, and a lot more for his best friend. The smut in this particular story is, well, super, really, and some of the best I've read. And the best part is a single moment, one single tender moment, one that touches me, and almost makes me cry. As always, Elly's writing is fantastic, and it's just a good story all around.
Clark sat frozen for long moments, just looking into Chloe's eyes. He was afraid to move, afraid to do anything that might somehow mess things up between them. She'd agreed to stay, but she hadn't agreed to anything beyond that, and he didn't want to make any assumptions that might make things uncomfortable between them. Of course, earlier she'd kissed him, but maybe that had been an... aberration. Maybe she'd just felt sorry for him or something.
He remembered her hands sliding up under his t-shirt, caressing his back, and he thought that probably wasn't the way girls reacted to feeling sorry for a guy. Still, he couldn't quite bring himself to make any sort of move, for fear of looking stupid.
His fingers still rested on her cheek, and they tingled with the need to move, to touch her. At last he couldn't stop himself any more. He stroked his fingers over the satin skin of her cheek in a tentative, hesitant caress, and she closed her eyes and turned her head toward his hand.
Her lips brushed gently over his palm, and heat swelled inside him.
He'd never realized that having his palm kissed could feel so sexual. But the light caress of her lips there made his body stiffen and his heart pound, sending the blood rushing through his veins in a torrent. She continued kissing him there, very softly, and his fingers curled instinctively, cupping her cheek.
And then her tongue slipped out and began tracing the lines on his palm, and the heat inside him instantly burned more brightly, making his breathing go harsh and unsteady. He very badly wanted to kiss her, to run his hands all over her. But he didn't want her to stop what she was doing, either, because he was seriously enjoying it.
Let Me In
Fandom: SMALLVILLE
Pairing: Chloe/Clark; with minor mentions of Chloe/Jimmy
Length: novella length
Author on LJ:
ellyfanfictionAuthor Website: Elly's Fanfiction
Why this must be read:
This particular story is a smutty AU take on the final scene of the season six episode Static. What starts out as a scene with Chloe comforting her best friend after the horrific sights he'd seen in the episode's events, ultimately ends up with Clark's anxiety and fear turning into desire, passion, and a lot more for his best friend. The smut in this particular story is, well, super, really, and some of the best I've read. And the best part is a single moment, one single tender moment, one that touches me, and almost makes me cry. As always, Elly's writing is fantastic, and it's just a good story all around.
Clark sat frozen for long moments, just looking into Chloe's eyes. He was afraid to move, afraid to do anything that might somehow mess things up between them. She'd agreed to stay, but she hadn't agreed to anything beyond that, and he didn't want to make any assumptions that might make things uncomfortable between them. Of course, earlier she'd kissed him, but maybe that had been an... aberration. Maybe she'd just felt sorry for him or something.
He remembered her hands sliding up under his t-shirt, caressing his back, and he thought that probably wasn't the way girls reacted to feeling sorry for a guy. Still, he couldn't quite bring himself to make any sort of move, for fear of looking stupid.
His fingers still rested on her cheek, and they tingled with the need to move, to touch her. At last he couldn't stop himself any more. He stroked his fingers over the satin skin of her cheek in a tentative, hesitant caress, and she closed her eyes and turned her head toward his hand.
Her lips brushed gently over his palm, and heat swelled inside him.
He'd never realized that having his palm kissed could feel so sexual. But the light caress of her lips there made his body stiffen and his heart pound, sending the blood rushing through his veins in a torrent. She continued kissing him there, very softly, and his fingers curled instinctively, cupping her cheek.
And then her tongue slipped out and began tracing the lines on his palm, and the heat inside him instantly burned more brightly, making his breathing go harsh and unsteady. He very badly wanted to kiss her, to run his hands all over her. But he didn't want her to stop what she was doing, either, because he was seriously enjoying it.
Let Me In