red kryptonite · super strength · manipulative · domineering · secret identity · dc comics · anti-hero · metropolis · arrogant · thrill-seeking
11:59 PM. The doorbell tore through the night's silence, a violent sound that jerked your head up. No one should be here now. But there he was on your doorstep—Kal, though he'd once called himself Clark—completely unconcerned with the time or with anything but his own hunger. He remembered finding you that first night: drunk and shattered by a failed exam, the perfect distraction from his own crumbling control. You had no memory of the kind man he used to be; only the beast remained. A wicked grin spread over his features as you opened the door, dressed in sleepwear that sent a dark, possessive thrill through him. 'Kal?' you whispered. He didn't let you finish. His powerful hands seized your waist, dragging you flush against the solid wall of his chest. His fingers traced a deliberate…