Against All Odds (closed for silvertongue217)

He was drifting with her, lost in a sea oh happiness and sexual fulfillment. He opened his mouth several times unsure of what he was going to say to her but wanting to sing her praises shout how much he loved her hell even ask her to marry him!

Then she brought them both back to earth

She rarely talked about the accident and because of that he didnt know what happened. Clark having never been through some thing like that and having if he was being honest a good life on the farm with no real tragedy had never pushed it. He figured she would share or not share when she was ready.

And it seemed she was

"You know I wont push you to say any more" He told her kissing her cheek and the top of her hair "but if you decide you want to im here and I will listen that much I promise you" He said moving them so she was laying on his chest.
 
Emily considered her relationship with Clark. His openness, kindness, his dedication and love. He had shared everything with her, even a message that most guys would rush to delete or hide. He had been so open with her... She thought it was perhaps time to return the favour.

"It was a normal day really... An average Saturday. We had woken up, Mum cooked pancakes for breakfast, my sister and I had argued incessantly over who got to watch what show before we were told off and sent to get ready for gymnastics."

Emily squeezed her eyes shut, nestling into Clark's skin and using his intoxicating scent to keep her grounded.

"It was a beautiful day... Sun was up, weather was perfect, we were going to have a picnic lunch after gym. But we didn't make it. Somewhere along the drive, a truck ran a red and right..." Emily tool a deep shuddering breath, " And right into our car. Some people say that those things happen so quickly that you don't actually see it. Well, I didn't see the truck. The last thing I ever saw though... It was the look of my mum's face in the rear-view mirror. When she realised the truck was going to hit us and there was nothing she could do... Sometimes... S-sometimes I still see her, frozen in fear... Sometimes it is the only thing I can remember seeing..."

A fat, reluctant tear squeezed through Emily's closed eyes and slid down her cheek.
 
And then she told him

It was hard for him to hear, so he could only imagine how hard it was for her to tell it. Still he kept silent listening letting her get it all out and sighing when the one fat tear pooled out of her eye lid.

"Thank you" Clark said to her leaning in and softly kissing her hair "for sharing it with me I cant imagine how hard it was but it means so much to me you did I wish I could relate unfortunately for me tragedy has been short and far between however all I can say is im here for you I wont leave you not ever im yours for as long as you could ever want me"

He leaned in kissing her deeply pulling her closer to him
 
Emily accepted Clark's kiss gratefully... Having it all out now (well, most of it), was more of a relief than she had imagined. She shifted onto her side, pressing her lace clad breasts against him.

"Were there some apartments to see today?" She asked him, voice still shaky. "Because I don't want to delay this any more." Emily smiled up at him.
 
"You serious?" Clark said his eyewidening at her words "You mean you want to?"

He jumped out of the bed rooting for his clothes "There actually is one! Its down the street close enough to the college for both of us but cheap to!"

He rushed to pull on his pants running back over and kissing her deeply "I want this with you" He said putting both of his hands on her cheeks and locking eyes.

"I want this every day with you" He told her before releasing her and tugging her up "Now come on lets go!"
 
Emily laughed heartily at Clark's enthusiasm and sudden burst of energy.

"God Clark! I don't know if I can move!" She laughed, testing out her limbs and finding them lethargic from their coupling. Nevertheless she sat up, gasping as her bunched panties slid against her sensitive clit and a bit of Clark's cum oozed out of her. She grinned up at him, cheeks flushing. "Throw me my dress please?" She asked, reaching down and rearranging her panties into a more comfortable position. She heard a low snore from where Nyx had fallen asleep in the corner of Clark's room and suddenly felt bad for forgetting about her like that in the rush of their lust.
 
"Huh" Clark said noting her state of undress and laughing.

"Oh sure!" He said finding where it had fallen to and scooping it up "here"

He didnt think about it to caught up in his excitement about her finally saying yes. He tossed it right at her and only as it was flying towards her remembered she was blind.

"Oh shit!" He said moving to help her....
 
Emily was grinning like a fool as Clark threw her her sundress; she reached up to catch it, and didn't realise what she had done until he swore and leaped towards her. She changed her movement at the last moment and missed the dress, letting it hit her breasts and laughing. She smiled at Clark as she tugged it over her head, brushing off the incident and hoping he wouldn't make anything of her odd movements. When Emily was fully dressed she linked her arm through Clark's, woke Nyx up, and they made their way to the apartment he had told her about.

~*~

"Are you serious?" Hell Cat said as she and Nemesis slipped between the shadows in Central Park.

"Yes, we put the deposit down and we've already paid for most of the furniture," Nemesis replied, casting her senses out to see if the area around Belvedere Castle was vacant. "We're moving in on Sunday."

"And how are you gonna drop the bomb?" Hell Cat asked.

"What?"

"Come out of the closet... You know, your big reveal."

Nemesis stopped in her tracks. Hell Cat stopped as well, turning back to her with eyebrows raised.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Hell Cat rolled her eyes.

"When are you going to tell him you're Nemesis?" The busty hero asked exasperatedly.

"Oh!" Nemesis' eyes widened in surprise. "Why would I tell him that?"

Hell Cat crossed the distance between them, putting a hand on Nemesis' shoulder.

"Please tell me you are not going to move in with that lovely young man and still try to his all of this?" She said, voice low. "He thinks you're a blind psych student! How long do you think you can keep that up when you're sneaking out every second night and coming back bleeding and bruised?"

Hell Cat's words hit Nemesis like a tonne of bricks. She had, of course, considered this issue before but had conveniently chosen to push it aside in favour of pondering the newest developments in the Maestro Saga. She had sent Clark's video to Hell Cat, who had easily identified, described and researched the logo, and they had tracked it to a false fronted telecommunications company. Alan had then given them a list of recent jobs he had found by hacking into their database, and Nemesis and Hell Cat were now following the list, Hell Cat clipping all of the wires on the speakers and doing other unsavoury things to destroy them. Meanwhile, Nemesis had tracked some Maestro related thugs back to a high-security warehouse on the docks that she had been casing out when she wasn't with Hell Cat.

"I don't know," Nemesis snapped, starting forward again. "Now are we going to sort this speaker out or not?"

Hell Cat's body stiffened for a moment, her face turning to follow Nemesis' movement.

"Sure, fine. Let's do it," Hell Cat replied, pushing past her comrade and striding up to the castle wall.

Then, Nemesis felt like shit.

Just as the two heroines finished their sabotage, they drew back, making their way back into the trees. Hell Cat was still moving stiffly, her comments to Nemesis clipped.

"Kitty... I'm sorry," Nemesis sighed, "I shouldn't have talked to you like that. It's just- it's so much to consider..."

Hell Cat shrugged.

"I pushed when I shouldn't have. I'm sorry too. Plus, I'm not sure it's really my business anyway," Hell Cat replied. That hurt Nemesis, perhaps even more so than her initial dismissal.

"No, I made it your business. And honestly? You're one of the closest friends I have. Even though we've only met as ourselves once, you know more about me, and seem to be able to understand me better than any of my uni friends ever have," Nemesis confided, kicking up some dirt as she walked. She felt Hell Cat's attention on her and turned, offering the woman a smile.

"Well, now you flatter me," Hell Cat grumbled, but her tone had softened. She bumped her shoulder into Nemesis' as they walked.

"And I have a favour to ask..." Nemesis added, a wicked grin on her face.

"Want me to kick some bad guy booty with you again?" Hell Cat asked, suddenly very enthusiastic.

"No, the favour is for the other you," Nemesis whispered conspiratorially. "I want to pick up something... nice, to wear for you-know-who on our first night living together. Normally I ask the shop assistants for advice, but I think I trust you more. What do you say?"

~*~

The following day Emily sent Clark a text message. They were supposed to go and sort out the rest of their furniture before lunch, but that was the only time Stephanie would be free before Emily and Clark moved.

Hey sexy! I have some errands to run this morning. Catch up after lunch? Xx

Emily then snatched up her bag and her cane and made her way down to the street. She decided to give Nyx a break, not needing to pretend to be more blind than she was for anyone's benefit. Stephanie knew just who she was and what she was capable of.

Half an hour later Emily and Stephanie slipped into their first lingerie store. After agreeing to go along, Stephanie had rattled off a number of her favourite shops, and they decided to hit those first.

To Stephanie's credit, she waited until they were at their second store to bring up Emily's intention to continue deceiving Clark.

"Ooh, look at that bruise. Was that from the docks the other night?" She said, pointing to a nice purple egg-sized bruise on Emily's ribs. "You're gonna have to get something a bit longer if you want to cover that."

Emily turned to face her as she shrugged the expensive silk bra off.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, Clark's going to notice your bruises you know," Stephanie said.

"We're moving in together Stepahnie, not seeing each other naked for the first time."

Stephanie laughed.

"So what do you tell him?"

"I'm blind- I run into stuff," Emily said with a shrug. Stephanie laughed even harder.

"No, seriously?"

"I am being serious."

That stopped the laughter. Stephanie sighed heavily and rolled her eyes.

"Come on Emily, please think about it. Don't you think he's going to notice his girlfriend is sneaking out of the hosue every other night?"

"I'll find an excuse."

"Okay, try me," Stephanie say back in her seat as Emily pulled on another bra. "That one's good. Nice emerald green colour. Suits you."

"Okay... I had to go to a study session?" Emily swapped the emerald green bra for a lacy black and red negligee.

"Pah! Every second night? You're going to need to do better than that," Stephanie laughed. "I prefer the green. Next?"

"That was the last piece you picked," Emily said, getting back into her own bra and reaching for her top.

"No, I meant excuse."

"Oh... Umm... My nanna needed me? I had to head into the office for an emergency transcript? I have to head out to the store? I need a breath of fresh air?"

Apparently none of those excuses were good enough. So Stephanie had expressed her solemn disapproval. Clark clearly loved her, Stephanie had explained, and he also really likes Nemesis. It would be a shock, but he would probably be happier than a cat with some cream when he had both of his favourite women in one.

Despite the difference of opinion they had a fun time shopping, Emily spent more money than she intended too (but figured that Clark's enjoyment of her purchases would negate any of her worries), and had lunch before Emily said farewell to join Clark.

~*~

Sunday came, it flew by ridiculously quickly. They started early. Emily and Clark picked up the keys, set to cleaning the recently vacated apartment, and then waited for furniture delivery as they unpacked things into the kitchen cupboards and built in wardrobe in the single bedroom. Nyx spent the morning trotting about, sniffing every corner and crevice, and then sliding in and out of the door to the brick balcony. She circled three times before settling down in a ray of sunlight, falling asleep for a good few hours while Emily and Clark worked.

"Holy shit," Emily groaned, reaching out to feel the shape of their new couch and collapsing onto it, ignoring the protective plastic wrap and letting out a heavy sigh. "This is so exhausting. I had no idea. I can't believe we still have to put half of the furniture together!" And now Emily realised why so many people hated flatpacks. She hadn't been able to do the bulk of the work (even though she could see what Clark was doing and knew she was totally capable of it), but the whole process had been horrid. At the very least she had been able to support things while Clark built, or tighten bolt and screws that he had already set into place. They had been sure to make their bed first, both agreeing that it was a high priority.

Clark has been incredible, a perfect gentleman as always. He had taken great care to ensure the floors were kept clear and free of trip hazards, and he had been helping her learn and navigate the simple layout and locations of switches and everything.

As the afternoon turned to night they decided to order some food to be delivered, knowing that they couldn't be bothered shopping for proper food until the morning. So they sat on the plastic covered couch for their first meal in their own home.

"I don't know about you, but I am looking forward to a hot shower and collapsing in bed," Emily sighed, finishing her food and resting back on the couch. She reached out, rubbing her hand on his thigh.
 
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"I cant believe your moving in with her!"

Clark raised an eyebrow turning to his roommate and struggling to hide his smirk "Your just jealous" He teased tossing a few more things into his box and crossing his arms.

"I got to admit I am a little bit" He said unable to stop himself from smiling "I mean you and I were supposed to spend our golden years here! Instead you hook up with the first girl you ran into LITERALLY and now your moving in together!"

"Be still my beating heart" Clark deadpanned turning to him and clapping both his shoulders "I love her man! More than any thing in the world and more than I would have thought possible"

"Yeah yeah yeah" His Roommate said rolling his eyes "Just get out of here! Your lady awaits you!"

And so he did

LATER THAT NIGHT

Clark laughed at her words looking around at their half finished apartment. He had long forgone his shirt wearing a simple pair of ripped jeans. He felt sore but in a good way A I just got done doing what I have been wanting for a long time type of way.

And oh how he had wanted this

He glanced over at her unable to stop the shit eating grin crossing his face. He reached out caressing her cheek for a seconds before he grabbed her foot and brought it into his lap.

"Well If thats what yoru so eager for" He winked leaning in to kiss the top of her foot "How about you and I go do it together? It would be out first time showering together"

He winked at her rising out of his seat and taking her arm he had already done the bridal carrier over the threshold but still carrying her to bed seemed like just as much fun! He carried her bridal style into their room and then tossed her down on the bed watching her bounce and smirking in pleasure the view.
 
"Oooh!" Emily cooed, "What a great idea!" She said. She laughed as Clark carried her to their room. He made a good point; it was their first shower together. The idea alone was enough to have her body responding with arousal.

"But you do know this isn't the shower, right?" Emily teased. Sliding off the bed and standing up. She reached out for him, her fingers brushing his bare chest, sliding down his torso and settling on the waistband of his old ripped jeans. "And you are not nearly naked enough for a shower," she added, fingers expertly popping the button above his fly out.
 
"Did you want me to throw you into the shower with all your clothes on?" Clark asked her back purring in pleasure as she popped the button on his jeans.

"Im more undressed for the shower than you" He told her teasing her as he moved away "Meet you there" He said pushing his jeans down and kicking them away. His scent wafted towards her the scent of a man who had been working all day and doing hard physical labor. He shimmied out of his boxers next tossing them to the side and stretching as he went into their fairly decent sized bathroom and started the hot water.

"Can you find your way alright?" He asked her calling out as he fiddled with the knobs and made adjustments to the water "Let me know if you need help!"
 
Emily groaned as Clark moved away, the scent of him hitting her before he escaped to the bathroom. Even early in their relationship it was enough to make her quiver, but now, knowing him and how he could make her feel... It was enough to set her body on edge. She sat for a moment, enjoying the sparkling outline of him, the network of pinpricks that outlines his figure, his smooth chest, his cock as it stood proudly infront of him. She wanted, no needed it.

"The water is on sexy, that's all I need to know where you are," she teased, getting off the bed and making her way to the bathroom. The scent of the humid steamy air mingled with Clark's musk, promising a world of new and wonderful sensations.

When Emily got to the bathroom she tugged her t-shirt up and over her head, and then shimmied herself out of her shorts. While his back was turned she got rid of her boringly practical bra and underwear. She had something special for him in her backback, but she hadn't wanted to ruin it by wearing it all day. A shower first, then, she would dress up for him.

But now, Emily stood, naked and ready. Waiting for Clark to test the waters and drag her under with him.
 
"I think were all good" Clark said turning with a grin and taking her in. His heart skipped a beat as he took her in singing its praise for her and her body as he reached out and grabbed her.

"As a matter of fact im starting to think were more than good" He said whispering it against her lips before tugging her into the hot water. HE kissed her his hands snaking down grabbing her ass and pulling her closer tight enough to the curve of his body as his tongue pushed into her mouth.

"Mmmm so sweet" He said against her lips before moving back "so can I wash you? I would like very very very much to wash you" he said with a sly wink.
 
Emily groaned at Clark's kiss, pulling him into the shower with her.

"I can't believe you have to ask," Emily moaned, lips trailing down to his shoulders as the hot water cascaded over their bodies. She reached out, snatching up the body wash they had tucked into the shower, and poured it down Clark's chest. She held the bottle in one hand while the other rubbed the soap into him.

"You are so fucking hot," Emily whispered, before kissing him again. Hard. She pressed her own body against his, trembling when his rigid cock pressed against her stomach.
 
"Mmmm am I?" Clark said moaning in pleasure as she began to rub and soap up his chest "Are you sure? I could be a hunk of a man but with a butt ugly face" He told her chuckling as he leaned in to kiss her deeply.

"And I believe I said I was going to wash you!" Clark teased her reaching out to grab her body wash and her loofah "So I say we do it dirty and do each other at the same time" Clark said winking as he began to lather up her back and her lower body. They danced under the hot water with him randomly coming down to nip and kiss her neck and shoulder blades.
 
The combination of the hot water trickling over her skin and Clark's strong hands massaging her naked body made Emily groan. She pressed her lips against his chest, nipping at his pecs, as her own hands explored his body. By now she knew every part of his physique, and running her hands on his dripping skin was like a homecoming. She pressed her own body up against his, mesmerized by how they fit together so perfectly.

There would be challenges to come, of that she had no doubt, but in that moment Emily had an overwhelming sense that they were going to be alright.

"We're home Clark," Emily laughed happily as the realization that this was real, this was happening, hit her. "Our very own home!"
 
"We are?" Clark said pretending to be shocked "I had no noticed!"

He laughed and then shook his head "I know... and its a dream come true!"

He leaned down to kiss her his tongue pushing into her mouth and wrestling for dominance. They danced in the hot water for a few seconds kissing and touching each other before Clark reluctantly pulled away.

"Okay lets get you washed up" He said with a wink as he scrubbed her clean and winked.
 
"You're the dirty one here!" Emily chuckled, snatching the loofah from him and pouring more body wash onto it. She rubbed it over his body, but her spare hand went down to his cock, gripping it hard and stroking it slowly.

"Soooo dirty," she teased, returning his passionate kiss from earlier.
 
Clark groaned her hands pumping his cock and causing him to shiver. He tipped his head back sighing in pleasure as his entire body shivered and rolled with the pleasure. He wanted to take her right then and there but instead he pushed them under and let the water wash the last of the soap off of them both.

He turned off the water and reached out grabbing the towel and handing her one and then himself.

"Shall we take this to bed my love?" Clark asked her his eyes drawing up and down her body before settling on her eyes.
 
Emily took her towel and cast Clark a pouty lipped frown. She wiped her face as her pussy throbbed, her entire body desperate for contact. Desperate for Clark.

"I... Forgot something," Emily said, "I'll meet you in bed in a moment."

Emily felt her way past Clark (her hips purposely brushing up against his hot, throbbing cock, and went into the lounge room. She wrapped her towel around her as she bent over and rifled through her backpack. Nyx, now settled next to the lounge, looked up for a mere moment before going back to sleep.

"Luckily I didn't get you to be a guard dog," Emily chuckled to herself as she grasped the plastic bag and pulled it out.

A couple of minutes later Emily had toweled herself dry and had slipped into a surprise from Clark. She went to the bedroom, throwing the door open and grinning.

"I know we talked about sleeping naked... But I hope you don't kind if I wear this tonight?"

Emily stood before him in a sheer and black bra and matching getting. She had a gorgeous black suspender belt holding up a pair of good quality black stockings. Her damp black hair was out, framing her face and contrasting with her milky skin and pale blue eyes.
 
Clark turned

And he saw her

And every thing faded away

"Do I mind" He said his eyes as wide as saucers as his heart skipped a few beats "I mean you look... I mean shit"

He sighed and shook his head reaching out to cup her cheek "you look incredible" He said leaning in to kiss her and nibble gently on her lower lip "Absolutely incredible" He told her running his hand down her back before starting to walk her back.

"Now let me show you how much"
 
Emily's smile turned from seductive to utterly loved up at Clark's words. The feeling of his hands running over her barely clad skin made her suck in a breath of anticipation. She got to her toes, pressing a gentle yet promising kiss against his lips.

"I'm all yours," she whispered before deepening the kiss and pressing herself against the front of him, his cock sandwiched between them tightly.
 
"And I wouldn't have it any other way dear" Clark said kissing her back deeply "but now I want to get you in bed and truly appreciate that outfit of yours"

He gently picked her up spinning her for a second and then laying her down. He followed after her leaning in to kiss her deeply and run his hands up and down her sides. His kisses took him down down to the nape of her neck where he tasted and sampled the smooth curves. All the while his hands went to her ass grabbing it kneading it and moaning in pleasure at the feeling of her panties.
 
Emily was writhing between him. The heady combination of finally having their own space coupled with the slow build from the shower had her panting with need. Her hands flew up to tangle in his hair, to scrape against his scalp as she moaned. Emily's hips pushed up, desperate to feel hit hot cock through her damp panties.

"Don't tease me Clark!" She groaned, arching her back. "Please I need you so badly!"
 
"mmmm your wish my command darling" Clark said chuckling at her words. He didnt bother to take her panties off.... No such loveliness stayed on. Instead he moved them to the side exposing her sweet pussy to him as he got on top of her.

"And now baby" He said leaning in kissing her gently as he pushed forward with his hips "Lets see just how deep I can hit that sweet spot of yours"

He pushed in filling her in one smooth motion and panting in pleasure as he did. He leaned back closing his eyes and shivering in pleasure as he began to move in and out. His hard cock throbbed inside of her hitting her deep as he began to pant in pleasure.
 
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