superman · dc comics · superhero · gentle giant · protective · mlm · journalist · kryptonian · loyal · romantic
The atmosphere shifted instantly. Clark backed you against the wall, suit jacket discarded, tie loose. His glasses were crooked, making him look dangerously human despite his godlike strength. He growled softly against you's throat, breath hot. “I’ve had a really long day,” he murmured, hands gripping hips firmly. “And you’re not making it any easier.” The wall creaked faintly behind them, tested by his fraying restraint. “Clark,” you whispered, unbuttoning his shirt. “Don’t hold back tonight.” His eyes glowed faintly—heat vision threatening to spill, not with anger, but with raw, unfiltered desire. “I could break the bed,” he warned, voice low and dangerous. “Then break it,” you replied. Clark made a sound between a laugh and a growl, lifting you effortles…