Smallville: Departure (mf)
by Anonymous

"Great pie, as always, Martha."

With this, Lana Lang pushed herself wearily away from the table, and rising
to her feet, she began to gather dishes from around the table.

"Now you just stop that, Lana," said Martha Kent as she took the dishes from
her young guest. "Clark didn't invite you over for dinner so you could help
me with the housework. Now scoot!"

Lana smiled and held up her hands in mock surrender, saying, "Okay, Martha,
you win." She looked out the window to the back porch, where Clark was
standing, leaning on one of the posts.

"Does Clark seem like he's got something on his mind to you, Martha?" she

Martha looked out the window at her adopted son and said, "It's seemed like
he had something on his mind for a week or so now. I'd kind of hoped he'd
told you what it was."

"Nope," said Lana, "not a word. Maybe that's why he asked me to come over

"Could be," said Martha, "but it that's the case, you won't hear anything
about it in here. Why don't you go on out, and I'll bring you two some
lemonade to sip on?"

Lana went out to the porch and sat down on the rocker. After a few moments
of silence, she said, "Well, Clark, penny for your thoughts."

Clark turned away from the horizon he had been gazing at, and said, "Sorry
about that, Lana. I know I haven't been particularly good company tonight.
Guess my mind was elsewhere."

"I know," said Lana. "Anything I can help with?"

"No, not really," said Clark, and sitting down on an old stool, he added,
"It's just something I have to deal with, and I'm not quite sure how."

Lana got up and stood behind him, her hands gently resting on his shoulders
and said, "Maybe you should talk to about it. After all, we've talked about
just about everything since we were kids."

"I know," said Clark with a smile. "The Lana Lang motto: Two ears, no

"Well, it's true," she said. "Come on, give."

Clark took a deep breath and looking up at Lana, he said, "Do you ever think
about the future, about what comes next now that we're out of high school?"

"Sure I do," said Lana. "Most folks do. You never seemed particularly
trouble about it before, though. What's changed?"

"That's kind of hard to explain," Clark said, standing up. "Maybe I'd best
just show you," and with that, he easily picked Lana up in his arms and began
to rise into the air.

"Clark! What are you doing?" she asked nervously, "And how are you doing

. . . . . . . . . . . .

He carried her up to the top of the barn and then made a loop around the
grain silo, all the while telling her about his recent discovery that he was
the sole survivor of the planet Krypton and that the earth's yellow sun gave
him abilities unlike those that anybody else had ever possessed.

They flew across the Kansas sky and beyond. He showed her the lights of New
York harbor, then on to the view from the top of the Eiffel Tower. On and on
they flew, stopping from time to time to view remarkable sights or to give
him a chance to demonstrate some of his other abilities away from the public

Finally, they found themselves back in Kansas, with the Kent farmhouse just
over the hill.

"Let's stop down in that meadow," said Lana, and soon, she and Clark were
sitting at the foot of an old elm tree.

"This is all very amazing, Clark," she said, "and I'm not convinced I won't
just wake up and find out I've been dreaming it all. Suppose it's real,
though. What then?"

Clark leaned back against the tree, looked up at the stars, and said, "I'm
going to have to leave Smallville."

"So?" Lana asked. "Lots of kids do, at least for a while."

"I don't mean just for a while. With the things I can do, I can't just stay
here pulling up stumps with my bare hands and lighting the fireplace with my
heat vision. I need to be out there."

"I see," said Lana thoughtfully. "And what about us?"

"I've tried to figure that one out for the last week, and I just don't know
how," he said sadly. "You know how I feel about you, Lana."

"Yes," she said. "I love you, too, Clark."

"The thing is," he said despairingly, "how do I justify putting my own wants
and desires ahead of the needs of people in trouble? Wouldn't it be selfish
of me to stay here, even to be with the woman I love, when I know that
people are dying every day, people I could save?"

A tear began to roll down Lana's face, and she leaned back against Clark's
chest. After several silent moments, she took a deep breath and turned to
look at Clark, who was staring into the sky. "Look at me, Clark," she said
softly. "We've known each other forever, and I'm not going to pretend that
this is easy. To be real honest, I half expected to find out that the thing
that's been on your mind this week was asking me to marry you."

"But, Lana, - " Clark began.

"Hush, and let me finish," she said. "Well, I've been around you too long
not to have learned from you, and if you can find the courage to leave
everything you know to go make the world a better place, the least I can do
is to find the courage to let you go."

After a moment, she said, "There's just one thing I want to ask you to do."

"Anything, Lana," he said. "You know I'd do anything for you."

She stood up and pulled him to his feet, and putting her arms around his
neck, she kissed him and said, "Make love to me."

She kissed him again, this time passionately, and after a moment, he pulled
his lips away.

"Lana?" he asked. "You don't understand. I don't know when I'll see you
again. It wouldn't be right for either one of us."

"I know I might not see you again, Clark," she said. "What you don't
understand is that this isn't about making you want to stay in Smallville or
making you take me with you. I know those can't happen. I just want to know,
though, that even the world will have you for the rest of your life, for
tonight, I want to have you to myself, completely."

Clark started to say something, but she put her finger to his lips and said,
"I want to do this for one other reason, too. I can't go with you, but I
want to give you a part of me that nobody else will ever have, something
that will always belong to you. I may have other loves and other lovers. I
may meet someone and marry them. But I want to be able to remember you as
the one who was the first."

Her lips moved toward his again, and this time, there was no hesitancy in
his response. Her lips parted, and her tongue found its way through his
lips. As their tongues met, her hands moved from his neck to run through his
thick hair, and his hands roamed her from her waist to her neck and down
again, caressing every inch of her back.

As they stepped back to catch their breath, holding hands, Clark asked one
last time, "You're sure you want to do this?"

She said, "I'm sure," and moving his hands until they were on her breasts,
she asked, "Do you want to do this?"

He felt her nipples hardening even through her bra and blouse, and
whispered, "Yes." Lana knelt on the soft grass and pulled Clark down with
her, maneuvering him until he was on his back. Laying on top of him, they
again kissed, this time with even more passion, and as they kissed, Lana
used one hand to untuck her blouse from her jeans. In only a moment, Clark
had discovered the newly exposed skin and had both of his hand caressing the
soft skin of her back.

Lana sat up long enough unbutton the blouse, slide it down her arms, and let
it flutter to the ground beside them. Clark's breath caught for a moment at
the sight of her breasts, now covered only in a simple cotton bra, and then
he dove into the exposed cleavage with lips and tongue.

"Oh, yes," Lana murmured, and reaching behind her to unhook the bra, said,
"Here, let's get this out of the way."

Clark ran his tongue around her left nipple first and then her right, and
then back again. Beginning to go back and forth at a speed only he could
reach, Lana began to experience the sensation of having both of her nipples
sucked at the same time, and her panties, already moist, became saturated
with the juices of her dripping pussy.

"Oh, Clark, don't stop, oh, Clark, I'm cummmmminng!"

She pulled his head back and after kissing him deeply, began to work her
hands at removing first his shirt and then his jeans.

"Oh my," she said as she ran her hand over the hard bulge in his underwear,
and then she impatiently reached her hand inside to stroke his cock. Clark
lifted his hips to enable her to remove his shorts altogether and Lana
immediately began to nuzzle the hairs at the base.

Sticking her tongue out, she licked lightly around the head of his cock
before running her lips down one side and up the other.

"Oh, Lana, oh God, Lana," Clark gasped. "That's incredible, oh, yeah, oh
my!" Suddenly he felt like he was being pulled into something very warm and
wet, and looked down to see his entire shaft being engulfed in Lana's mouth.

"Oh, no, I think I'm going to cum!" he said, and at this, Lana fastened her
lips around his cock and began sucking even harder until he began to shoot
his loads down her throat. After he finally finished, Lana lifted her head
and licked the droplets that were remaining on his cock and around his

"Oh my God, Lana," Clark whispered, "that was unbelievable. Where did you
ever learn about that?"

Lana snuggled up next to his side and said, "Two things: I'm a farm girl,
and I always have to know everything. I saw two of our cows mating, and I
started asking questions. It didn't take long before I wasn't asking about
cows anymore. My aunt answered the basics, and I went into the library to
read up on the rest." After a few moments rest, Lana felt Clark's hand begin
moving lower and lower on her back and she said, "Hmm, ready for more?"

With that she removed her jeans and the soggy cloth that had been her
panties and laid down on her back. Clark moved so that he was looking at the
small red triangle of hair that pointed to her glistening wet pussy. He ran
his finger along each side of her lower lips, and Lana trembled slightly
with excitement. He then inserted his finger and began to probe the inside,
which elicited a moan from Lana's lips.

"Isn't this going to hurt, Lana?" he asked.

"Oooh, no, it won't, Clark," she gasped as his finger passed gently over her
clit. "I had, ooh, an accident while I was, aaah, riding my horse a couple
years ago, oh Clark, and that took care of that, oh yeah!"

The tremors Lana was feeling in her pussy turned into full-scale earthquakes
as Clark moved his hands to her nippes, lowered his mouth between her legs,
and began to lick tentatively at the wet folds.

"Oh, yeah, Clark, right there, uh huh, yeah, oh my God, don't stop, oh YEAH!
You're making me cum again!"

After a few moments, Lana pushed Clark onto his back and climbing on top,
lowered her pussy onto his waiting cock. Both Lana and Clark groaned with
pleasure at the sensation, and Lana began slowly riding up and down on
Clark's staff and all conversation was replaced with moans and squeals of
pleasure. Lana gradually began moving faster, and Clark began arching his
hips in time with her to go deeper and deeper into her.

"Oh, God, I'm cumming again," she screamed as the frenzy of their lovemaking
moved into yet a higher gear.

Taking the initiative, Clark flipped Lana onto her back without ever
withdrawing from her pussy, and after several more strokes, he gasped and
said, "Here it cums!" Pulling out, he pointed his cock toward her breasts
and shot his loads of cum until her pink nipples were completely covered and
streaks of cum run like tiny rivers from her chest down to her belly. . . .
. . . . . . . . .

Clark and Lana laid next to each other for a time, catching their breath and
just reveling in the afterglow of their lovemaking. As they snuggled
together to watch the sun rise over the meadow, they struggled to find
words, and finally, they just lay quietly in each other's arms.

After awhile, they dressed and Clark said, "You know, Mom's probably fixing
breakfast by now. Are you hungry?"

"Yes," Lana said, "but I think I'd better go home. Your folks are used to
you being out flying around all night, but not with a woman." "Let me I give
you a ride home then," Clark said, and before she knew it, Lana was in his
arms and flying across the Kansas countryside again.

They landed out by the lane that led to the Lang farm, and Lana turned to

"Promise me you'll take care of yourself while you're out saving the world,"
she said.

"I will," said Clark.

"Because I'll always love you," she said.

"I know," said Clark. "I'll always love you, too, Lana."

A tear started to form in the corner of her eye, and she gave him a quick
kiss, and then ran up the lane to the farmhouse, and as she reached the
porch, she turned to look and see him fade across the horizon.

The End


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