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Fic: Heartland II: Apple Pie, Pumpkins, Popcorn, And the Bluebird Of Happiness (4/4)

Title: Heartland II: Apple Pie, Pumpkins, Popcorn, And The Bluebird Of Happiness (4/4)
Author: BradyGirl
Pairings/Characters: Clark/Bruce, Jonathan/Martha, Dick
Genre: Drama
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
General Summary: After recently being outed by the press, Clark and Bruce visit Smallville with Dick.
Summary: Clark and Bruce go for a walk. They prepare popcorn afterward. ;)
Date Of Completion: December 16, 2007
Date Of Posting: December 21, 2007
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 762
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Notes: Written for the World’s Finest Gift Exchange. When I saw Prompt F41 (Clark and Bruce’s first visit to Smallville as an open couple (your choice whether Clark’s parents know about the relationship already). Bonus points for including a range of reactions from the inhabitants of Smallville, not just happy ones. Rating: Any.), I knew that it would fit in perfectly with this series. This is a prequel to Heartland I: "Truth, Justice, And The...", and you need not have read the first story to enjoy this one, as this story was written especially for the WFGE. As this prequel takes place several years before the events of Heartland I, Dick is around 11 years old in this story.
I hope this is what the requester was looking for. I enjoyed writing it! :)
All chapters can be found here. 

IV

 

POPCORN

 

That evening Jonathan and Martha sat on the porch swing while Dick painted one of the large pumpkins.  Clark and Bruce finished up the dishes and Clark went to the front door and poked his head out.

 

“Bruce and I are going for a walk.”

 

“Take a sweater, dear,” Martha said automatically, Clark grinning and saying, “Yes, Mom” as he closed the door.

 

“She still advises you to stay warm?” asked Bruce in amusement.

 

“It must be a mother’s thing, even with me, who isn’t affected by temperature,” Clark joked, shrugging into an old red sweater over his shirt.

 

Bruce put on his jacket and they exited through the kitchen door, wandering over the fields and onto the road.

 

They were quiet, looking up at the stars, a slight breeze blowing as a crow cawed high up in the trees.  Clark watched a pinpoint of light move across the sky. “747 to Metropolis,” he murmured.  Bruce looked up and tracked the skein of light across the twilight sky.  He slipped his hand into Clark’s, who squeezed it.

 

They continued walking, a squirrel racing across the road, Clark cocking his head to listen. “Nothing,” he said with a little smile, and Bruce was pleased.  He didn’t want Clark flying off.  It was a selfish thought, but he didn’t care.

 

The wind blew stronger, ruffling their hair.  Clark eyes were very blue behind his glasses.

 

“Does this afternoon bother you?”

 

“Does it bother you?”

 

Clark sighed. “I suppose we have to expect such reactions.  It could happen in Metropolis or Gotham as well as here.”

 

“No doubt.” Bruce looked at his lover. “I’m sorry about the tabloids making your life hell this week.”

 

“Well, as you told Chief Parker, you and Dick are used to it.  I’ll just have to get used to it, too.” His mouth quirked. “As Mom said, the more unsavory side of my profession is chasing us.”

 

Bruce chuckled, reaching up and brushing the Superman curl from Clark’s eyes.  Ordinarily that curl didn’t show itself while Clark was being Clark, but among friends…

 

Clark grasped his hand and kissed the fingers, Bruce’s breath hitching. He gently pushed Clark back against the trunk of an old elm tree and pressed his groin to his lover’s.  Clark responded instantly and slid his arms around Bruce’s shoulders, kissing him deeply.  Bruce moaned softly, rubbing up against Clark.

 

He spied a nearby haystack and pulled Clark toward it with a smirk, body throbbing.  Clark smiled and they fell to the ground, tumbling into the hay as they resumed kissing, rolling on the soft hay.

 

Bruce fumbled at the snap to Clark’s jeans, opening them and pushing down the fabric and his underwear, Clark’s cock warm on his hand as the wind blew, Bruce shivering with cold and desire.

 

Suddenly, Clark’s breath warmed him from head-to-toe, Bruce smiling as he stroked Clark, who spread his legs a little wider and moaned softly, “Bruuuce!”

 

Bruce’s own erection was straining his pants, and Clark managed to free it just as his climax approached, seed spilling into Bruce’s hand as he came almost as soon as Clark touched him.

 

They lay panting for several minutes, Bruce staring up at the stars.  Another pinpoint of light streaked silently across the sky.

 

Clark sat up, straw all over his hair and clothes. “Looks like that nice jacket of yours will need some cleaning.”

 

Bruce smiled lazily. “That’s okay.” He reached out and touched Clark’s hand.  Clark took out a handkerchief and slowly cleaned Bruce’s hand, and then his own.  He kissed Bruce’s fingers again, blue eyes twinkling.

 

“What will your parents say when we get back?”

 

“That we should make some popcorn so we can all watch a little TV, then go to bed.”

 

Bruce laughed. “The simple pleasures are the best!”

 

They cleaned each other off, but when they returned to the house, Martha and Jonathan exchanged knowing looks and Dick giggled.

 

When Clark and Bruce set the popcorn in the microwave and Bruce poured drinks of lemonade and soda, he glanced at his reflection in the window and noticed stray bits of straw in his hair.

 

“Clark!”

 

Clark grinned. “Sorry, Bruce.  Must have missed those.”

 

Bruce shook his head as he combed his fingers through his hair. “Wise-ass,” he grumbled.

 

The popcorn was ready and Clark picked up bowls for each person and balanced the drinks on a tray.

 

“My ass is pretty smart, thanks.”

 

Bruce rolled his eyes, following his lover out of the kitchen and into the living room, mumbling about a pretty ass.      

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Tags: apple pie pumpkins popcorn and the blueb, clark kent/bruce wayne, dick grayson, heartland, jonathan kent/martha kent, robin, superman/batman, wfge
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