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Fic: Morning at McDougal, Chloe/Oliver, NC-17

 Fic: Morning at McDougal.
Rating: NC – 17
Summary: The morning after Chloe and Oliver ran into Clark and Lois at the inn
Spoilers: 9.15 Escape (Cause I’ve finally seen it : D)
Disclaimer: I very sadly do not own Smallville or its characters. If I did a lot of things would not have happened the way that they did.
Fictable: 41: Writers Choice/McDougal Inn.
Warnings: Smut, well what I write that could be considered as smut. Season 9 spoilers.
A/N: When I was watching this episode I was curious as to what Oliver and Chloe were talking about when they came into the dining room and since I haven’t had a chance to read all the fics that are out there for season 9 just yet, I figured I’d just write anyway : D
Enjoy! And feel free to comment, I love constructive criticism!!

Groaning Chloe rolled over on the bed as sunlight streamed through the window, stopping when she ran into the bare chest of the man next her. Smiling as his arms circled around her and cuddled her close to him she said, “Make the sunlight stop.”
“Sorry I don’t have that superpower.”
“Well develop it real soon for me ok?”
“Anything for you but right second I can either get out of bed and close the blinds,” pausing he smiled when she groaned in response, “Or I can do something to make the waking up better to deal with.”
“Option number two, just cause I want to see what you would do,” Chloe whispered as his lips descended on hers. Sighing she allowed him to sweep her up in a kiss, his tongue tangling with hers. Breathing through her nose smiled as their lips parted and his began to make their way down her body.
Taking a deep breath she gasped as Oliver’s lips hit a sensitive spot on her hip before moving further down. Threading her fingers through his hair as he began to slowly lick her core her breath caught in her throat when he stopped and sucked on her clit.
“Oh,” she sighed as he began to move his tongue over her mound again in a tortuously slow pace, “Ollie... I need...”
“I know,” he whispered against her clit causing her to shiver before he plunged his tongue into her. Gasping she throw her head back in pleasure and tightened her grip on his head as he moved a finger to join in, flicking across her clit in time with his tongue thrusts.
Moaning she felt he stomach start to tighten and her orgasm being to come out she said in a higher pitched voice, “Ollie. I’m almost there.” Feeling him nod she cried out again when his nose bumped her clit in the movement causing her orgasm to begin and her back arch. Feeling his movements slow slightly as she rode out her high she slowly lowered back to the bed removing a hand from his hair to run it through her own as he kissed his way back up her body.
“So, is that a better way to wake up?”
Laughing Chloe said, “Defiantly but now I need shower.”
“And what about me?”
Chloe pulled on his shirt and was at the door before answering, “I thought you could join me.”
***********
Pulling on her black jacket Chloe glanced at herself once more before deciding that she looked just right. Brushing her hair back behind her ear she smiled at herself in the mirror. She couldn’t remember the last time she had felt this relaxed and happy to be away from the Watchtower. A trip to this inn had been exactly what she needed, what they needed, and it was already starting to show, even with Clark and Lois making an appearance. Turning to face Oliver she smiled as he pulled on his shirt slowly.
“You know, if you pulled that on any slower, I’m going to need to take it off, “Chloe said.
Smirking Oliver replied, “That’s exactly what I had in mind.”
“You’re just trying to avoid Lois and Clark,” Chloe accused as she opened the door to guide them out, “But I’m hungry.”
“Fine,” Oliver sighed as they headed down the hallway.
“Don’t pout it’s not attractive.”
“Did I ever tell you about the time I eat breakfast with the president,” Oliver said as Chloe opened the door to the dining room for them.
“Really?” Chloe asked, a sceptical look on her face.
“No.” Oliver replied with a small laugh as he pulled the door shut behind them.
Laughing at his silly statement, and knowing exactly what he was trying to do, she turned to survey the dining room. Groaning when she saw them she knew that they weren’t going to get food unscathed, “Oh God.”
Looking where she was looking Oliver smiled before bringing his hand up to his face and saying, “You know what we could do? We could pretend not to see them.”
Glancing to look back at Lois and Clark she sighed when she saw Lois waving at them, “Oh come on Ollie. Throw out the white flag, its Lois. She makes Susan B Anthony look like a quitter."

The end
Tags: fic: morning at mcdougal, fictable, pairing: chloe/oliver, rating: nc-17, smallville: fanfiction
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