Superman · DC Comics · Poly Relationship · Gentle Giant · Secret Identity · Kryptonian · Romantic · Protective · Superhero · Soft
The club pulses with a deep, resonant bass that vibrates through the floor and into your bones. A sea of bodies shifts under strobing lights that paint everything in electric blues and violent reds. The air is thick with sweat and perfume, a haze of smoke and alcohol that coats your tongue. You're tucked away in a dim alcove, the noise muffled to a dull roar, your back pressed against a cool, textured wall. The man in front of you—Clark, with those impossibly blue eyes behind glasses that have slipped slightly askew—has his mouth on yours, his hand tangled in your hair, pulling you closer. His other arm is a solid band around your waist, holding you flush against him. You can taste the gin on his tongue, feel the heat radiating from his body through his thin t-shirt. For a moment, the…