[AU] SV Futureverse

[dovelike]

Metropolis Children's Hospital

Days like today are what keep Eirene coming back to this small hospital in the middle of Kansas. Watching a thirteen year old with once-inoperable pancreatic cancer walk down the hallway to her parents, who are standing with the resident cancer specialist and trying to figure out what happened.

Eirene knows and she glances down at her hands with a faint smile.Miracles. One 'twenty year old' volunteer can do more in the weekend mornings she volunteers than the vicious decease still trying to kill a host of other kids on this floor. If she's lucky, she can save another life today, but her energy reserves haven't been replenished by rest in the last few days.

She's settled into a booth at the corner diner not half an hour later, sipping an herbal tea and flipping through the Planet for anything out of the ordinary. For the curious: she looks like any other college student; a Met U sweater, jeans and Birkenstocks.

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[eirenikos]

The words wash across her senses like rain, sinking into her conscious slowly at first, but more insistent when Eirene finally begins to emerge from the afterglow of what they just did.

Its a few minutes before she even remembers how to speak. "What're you saying?" Her voice sounds somewhat slurred.

[hero_farmboy]

"I love you," he repeats a little more coherently before propping himself on an elbow beside her so she doesn't get entirely squished. Of course, it wouldn't have sounded like that to Eirene.

"Just that. I love you."

[eirenikos]

She's ... she's going to just stare up at him for a long time, trying to wrap her head around that. Eirene knows, deep down, that he does love her, that he has for a while. But hearing it offered so freely....

It floors her completely.

"I love you too, Clark Kent." She lifts a hand to his lips about four seconds before the tears start.

[hero_farmboy]

He whispers it again in that other language, before he succumbs to the kiss, slipping an arm under and around her, tugging her close to his chest. His other hand roams along her body, fingers flexing along her back and gently caressing her thigh drawing it up over his.

[eirenikos]

Eirene has no problem with the change of position, and simply adjusts until she's comfortably flush against him, with her leg thrown across his. In between kisses, her fingers slide along his torso, and then his throat, before drifting across the portions of his face she can easily reach.

Might be worth noting that her hands are still shaking.

[hero_farmboy]

He captures one of her hands in his, keeping it pressed to his lips and placing a light kiss on each fingertip. "Thank you," he says afterward, softly.

[eirenikos]

"You're welcome," she manages after a sharp intake of breath with every kiss. "For what?"

[hero_farmboy]

"For being here," he explains, massaging her fingers gently with his own. "For being you."

[eirenikos]

"Um, okay." By the look on her face, it's probably safe to assume that he's gone and confused her again. "You're welcome, again. I think."

[hero_farmboy]

He grins at her, even chuckles softly at the confusion written on her face.

"I'm just glad you're here," he clarifies, squeezing her a little tighter.

[eirenikos]

Oh, she can handle being wanted. To the point of wriggling closer and nuzzling the underside of his chin.

"I'm glad you're back."

[hero_farmboy]

"Me too," he agrees, kissing her forehead. "I really missed you."

Beat.

"I'd say I missed this, too but we never exactly had this before, did we."

[eirenikos]

"Not ... not when you were yourself, no."

She's blushing all over now, caught between reveling in the fact Clark just made love to her and ... being embarassed that she's not exactly built like a Titan.

[hero_farmboy]

"This was better." And there's a kiss to her mouth here to make that final.

[eirenikos]

She'd like to reply, coherently, but her brain just shorted out. As evidenced by the soft moan and the very subtle shifting of her hips.

To get more comfortable. Really.

[hero_farmboy]

He lets her hand go and returns his hand to ghosting around her thigh, then squeezing gently to pull her closer as his tongue slides against hers, slowly exploring her mouth once more.

[eirenikos]

Can she get any closer? It's debatable, really, because she's hip-to-hip with him, oh dear Zeus he feels even better then he did ten minutes ago.

Eirene will, of course, return the favor when Clark is done exploring. Only it'll be with her hands, possibly trying to nudge him onto his back.

[hero_farmboy]

There won't be any objections to that and Clark willingly settles back against the mattress, staring up at her now with eyes that are rapidly starting to go hazy again.

[eirenikos]

Like Clark did earlier, Eirene sits on his thighs for several minutes, just looking at him; his face, his shoulders, his arms. Eventually, she leans forward and presses her mouth to his forehead.

And then his lips.

And then his jaw.

And then down his throat.

[hero_farmboy]

Soft moans made with every feel of her lips on his skin and Clark's hands restlessly move up and down her back as she leans over him, then along her legs, his thumbs gently stroking the soft skin of her inner thighs.

[eirenikos]

Eirene is very thorough when she explores something, and part of that can be traced back to her ancestors and the Titans' penchant for creating things to just see how they work.

Which means, in layman's terms, the goddess uses lips and teeth to traverse the entirety of Clark's chest, from shoulder to shoulder.

And then drags her tongue gently across a nipple.

[hero_farmboy]

"God, Eirene." There's a sharp intake of breath and Clark's back arches underneath the feel of her tongue, his fingers digging into the flesh of her thighs.

[eirenikos]

"Goddess, Clark. Female. Very, very female."

She'll prove it by giving the same treatment to the other nipple, and working her teeth very gently across it.

[hero_farmboy]

"Goddess," he repeats obediently, still not quite breathing properly with her doing what she's still doing.

[eirenikos]

Yeah. That obediant tone isn't fooling anyone. Clark is the person she knows, aside from a few instances he told her about, the least obediant person on the plant.

"Your turn, love. Tell me what you want me to do."