a sketch collage of various poses featuring clark kent and maud parch. in the middle; her upright and poised on his lap, staring down at him while he lays back with a terribly goofy look of genuine awe. she's blushing just as hard, but veils her emotions behind a subtle balance of composure. the right image; her playfully dragging her tongue along his jaw. like some kind of domesticated cat. he looks completely unbothered. in fact, he looks a bit giddy, and pleased. his dimples are deep. the left image; his humongous frame is nearly swallowing her as he fucks her into the bed, one arm very carefully wrapped around her while the other crushes the headboard from the sheer effort it takes to not piledrive her into atomized dust.
you're the man of tomorrow, but i'll have you just for tonight.
