Story: Accidentally in Love
Pairing/Characters: Clark/Oliver, Chloe/Jimmy, Lois/Oliver
Disclaimer: don’t own anything
Warning: slash, m/m sex
Spoilers: slight season 7
Summary: Oliver returns to Metropolis on business. Clark’s depressed over Lana’s death. An unexpected encounter leads them to a friends with benefits situation, neither willing to get into a real relationship.
Previous Chapters: Here
“What’s the telescope for?” Clark asked curiously, as they both enjoyed the chocolate mousse cake that Oliver had packed.
“Well, I remember you offering me a weekend in Smallville when you would explain astronomy stuff,” Oliver said, with an easy smile. “This isn’t Smallville but it’s a pretty good view of the stars and when I heard the weather forecast, I thought it’d be a nice opportunity to do just that.”
“You don’t have to do this, you know,” Clark said, completely blown away. “I mean … I know you’re not into astronomy like I am.”
“But you’re into it,” Oliver said sincerely, “And I want to know about your interests … I like hearing you explain it all …”
“You do, do you?” Clark teased, leaning forward for a kiss.
“Mmmhmm,” Oliver murmured, meeting Clark’s lips. Pulling back, he added, “You’re completely adorable when you’re enthusiastically talking about subjects that interest you. All that passion …” Oliver trailed off, his lips kissing a path down the column of Clark’s throat. Clark tilted his head, giving the blonde better access to the smooth skin.
Clark moaned as he felt a hand slip under his sweater. After he had had a few glasses of wine in him, Oliver got a lot more touchy-feely, tormenting him with both his hands and his lips, giving him hints of what was to come.
He felt himself being pushed on to the soft blanket and he complied, allowing Oliver to lower him onto the ground. Flat on his back, Clark smiled up at Oliver, who moved to straddle his hips, looking at him adoringly. The look in his eyes … it caused Clark’s heart to skip a beat. Please let it be what I want it to be.
But when Oliver was sitting atop of him, he wasn’t really doing much thinking.
“Are you going to just stare at me or you gonna do something?” Clark said coyly.
“You bet I’m going to do something,” Oliver said seductively, “Or rather … someone.”
“Out here?” Clark asked, feigning shock, “Why, Mr. Queen, you’re rather daring, aren’t you?”
“Oh yeah,” Oliver said, smirking. He leaned down to capture Clark’s lips. “Want to be daring with me?”
“Always,” Clark whispered against his lips. If he only knew how much I mean that.
As Oliver kissed him again, Clark’s hands up to grasp the blonde’s shirt, pulling him to him. Oliver shrugged out of his jacket and let himself fall on top of Clark, draping himself carefully over the brunette’s body.
Clark knew he should be wary … they were outside and this was a territory he had never thought he’d venture into but for some reason, he wasn’t nervous at all. All he could concentrate on was how much he wanted Oliver.
Lips still connected, Clark’s fingers fumbled with the buttons of Oliver’s shirt. Freeing Oliver of his shirt, he let his hands wander, exploring the taut muscles of Oliver’s back.
They separated briefly, to rid Clark of his own shirt before coming together once more. Their tongues dueled as hands ran over bare skin. Clark felt Oliver’s fingers at the waistband of his jeans and found that no matter how many times they had done this, the anticipation he felt at the moments before they reached the actual sex never changed.
Suddenly, Oliver tore his mouth away from Clark’s, the brunette moaning in protest.
“Clark,” Oliver said breathlessly, “Are you sure?”
“You’re asking me this now?” Clark asked incredulously.
Oliver chuckled. “I know, silly … but out here … are you okay with doing this?” Clark didn’t know whether he should roll his eyes or kiss Oliver because of his sweetness.
“The only problem I have with this situation,” Clark said patiently, “Is that we still have clothes on.” He smiled mischievously as Oliver’s eyes sparkled, all traces of anxiety gone.
“I think I can rectify that,” Oliver told him, and kissed him before Clark could response.
Effectively ending the conversation for a good period of time.
But Clark could tell something was different. Oliver was … different. They never hurried sex before, but that night Oliver seemed to be taking more time, worshipping every inch of Clark’s body. That mouth, which had brought Clark so many nights of pleasure, drove him extra crazy but Clark couldn’t form coherent thoughts let alone contemplate the change in his lover.
Even afterwards, when they were lying on the blanket, spent and sated, Clark was not able to bring up the subject. For one, Clark just wanted to enjoy the feeling of lying in Ollie’s arms, and it was just such a wonderful moment that he couldn’t bear for anything to ruin it.
So he didn’t say anything … at least on that subject. They did talk … talk about the stars, the constellations …Clark was content telling Ollie anything he wanted to know.
And hoped that when they did talk about what happened that night, the answers he received would be ones that he wanted to hear.
I love this man. He really did. Oliver could listen to him talk forever … he especially loved when the brunette was chattering on about a subject he loved. Just hearing the enthusiasm in Clark’s voice as he spoke about the different constellations and their meanings put a smile on Ollie’s face.
This evening had gone off without a hitch and had concluded in the best way possible. When he had that initial fantasy about making love with Clark under the stars, never did he think that the day would actually come where it would be real.
But it had happened … he had just made it happen and it was incredible. Dreams had nothing on reality in this case. Oliver wondered if Clark had noticed the difference when they had sex. He sure hoped so because he was trying for something different.
As corny as it sounded, Oliver wanted this night to symbolize a change in their relationship. So when Ollie finally said those three important words aloud, they could both look back on this night and have it be the one that changed everything. Which was why, in Ollie’s eyes, it was so important that tonight, they didn’t just have sex but made love.
Making sure he was paying attention to his lover, Oliver couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face as Clark went on about the mythology behind a particular constellation.
This is perfect. Yes, being with Clark, lying beneath the stars … Oliver knew there was no place he’d rather be.
Eventually they did leave. Rather reluctantly but it did grow chilly and the extra blanket Ollie had brought along wasn’t enough. Clark had already told Oliver to dismiss his driver, saying that he would fly them both home, as so they could feel more free with time.
After cleaning up, Clark did just that, taking them both back to the penthouse, where they spent the rest of the night in each other’s arms.
Morning came too quickly, as always, and Clark was rather reluctant to get up. But he promised Kara he would have lunch with her at the farm so he knew that he couldn’t just laze around with Oliver all day, no matter how appealing the idea sounded.
He did, however, manage to get in a quick breakfast with the blonde, before heading back to his apartment.
While both Chloe and Lois were there, only Chloe was awake. Sundays were Lois’ day to sleep in so she was never up early. And today, Clark was grateful for that.
“Hi you,” Chloe greeted him, the minute he entered, “You look … happy.”
“I am,” Clark told her. “Very happy, in fact.”
“I’m sure everyone’s favorite blonde has several ways of putting that smile on your face,” Chloe said, with a wink. Clark flushed. “I take it you had a good night?” she added.
“It was so great,” Clark said, keeping his voice low. Though he was certain Lois was asleep, this was one conversation that he did not want her overhearing.
“I can’t wait to hear all about it,” Chloe said, smiling. And Clark wanted to tell her everything but he couldn’t risk Lois walking in.
Chloe seemed to understand that too, because she promised to be patient. They kept the conversation topic to school and the news, but Clark was impatient. He was half-tempted to suggest that Chloe and he retreat to the farm, where they could really talk about what happened.
Fortunately for them, Lois awoke shortly after and she left rather quickly, claiming that she had brunch plans. She looked like a woman on a mission but Chloe and Clark were too preoccupied to really pay her any attention. Nor did she seem inclined to explain.
Once Lois was out the door, Chloe turned back to him.
“Well?” she said, “Let’s here it, Kent … what happened?”
Clark grinned and went on to recap the night’s events … telling her how Oliver took him to the exhibit to the moonlight picnic. He showed her the camera that Oliver had gifted him and they went through the pictures together, Chloe swooning with each new picture.
“Wow, Clark,” Chloe breathed, “I can’t believe this … you are one lucky man Clark Kent.”
“I really am,” Clark agreed, “I can’t believe that he did all this for me.”
“He must really love you,” Chloe remarked. Clark’s gaze snapped up to meet hers, surprise evident in his features.
“Oh come on, Clark,” Chloe went on, “This has to be love … there is no other explanation.”
“I was hoping,” Clark confessed, “That it was … that it could be. I mean, he wouldn’t put all this effort in otherwise, right?”
“Definitely not,” Chloe proclaimed, “I think this is a definite sign of his true intentions.” She peered into him. “Now how do you feel?”
“I love him Chloe,” Clark said truthfully, “I’m really in love with him.”
Chloe looked like she was about to do back flips. “This is fantastic,” she exclaimed, “When are you going to tell him?”
“I was thinking about telling him last night,” Clark told her. He had, at several moments, wanted to just admit his feelings to the blonde but had refrained. That night was magical for its own reasons … he was going to save the love confession for later.
“Why didn’t you?” Chloe wanted to know.
“Well, I just … I didn’t want to risk it,” Clark said slowly. “But I do plan to tell him,” he added hastily.
“You better,” Chloe said,
“You agree I should then?” Clark questioned.
“Definitely,” Chloe responded. “The sooner, the better.”
“I was thinking today,” Clark said, feeling more confident with his decision.
“So you’re just going to go for it, huh?” Chloe asked, a smile gracing her face.
“Well, I’m meeting Kara for lunch,” Clark said, “But after that … I think I’m going to go tell Ollie how I feel. I mean, I’ve been putting it off for so long … it’s just time to take charge.”
“I’m proud of you, Clark,” Chloe declared, “I think you should do it …”
“Thank you,” Clark said sincerely, “For sticking by me … for not getting freaked out … and for giving me a good smack when I need it.”
“I’ll always be here for you,” Chloe vowed, “That’s what friends are for.”
“And you’re the best friend I could’ve ever asked for,” Clark said, kissing her forehead.
She gave him a quick hug. “The feeling is more than mutual, Clark.”
Clark spent a little time with Chloe, just chatting about life, even though Chloe kept asking questions on what he was going to say when he finally saw Ollie. Her defense was that she had been waiting forever for a confession so it was only right that she got details.
He gave her vague details but honestly, he didn’t know what he was going to say either … he was really just going to wing it and speak from his heart. He hoped it would be enough.
An hour later, he left to meet up with Kara on the farm. She was all excited to hear everything about his relationship with Oliver and how it was going. When he admitted that he was planning to tell Ollie he loved him, she also squealed with delight, her reaction almost as enthusiastic as Chloe’s.
“This is great,” Kara said, “When did all these changes happen? I mean, I thought you just wanted sex.”
“I mean, I did, or at least I wanted to think I did,” Clark said, “But I guess … I can’t really fight it anymore. I love him … I’m in love with him. And I am going to tell him.”
“Good for you,” Kara complimented. “It’s really about time, isn’t it?”
“It is,” Clark confirmed.
She beamed and she grinned back. He knew that however it turned out with Ollie, he had some solid people to fall back on. And for that alone, he was grateful.
I can’t believe I did it. Lois Lane drove back to her apartment, heart in her throat. She had just broken up with Grant … and he had taken it surprisingly well. She really did like him, and she enjoyed spending time with him but something was missing.
Lately, she had been doubting the relationship more and more and while she cared about him, when she saw her future, it wasn’t him that she saw by her side.
What to do now? She knew what she wanted to do but could she actually get the courage to do that.
“I can explain . . . I’ll tell you everything.”
Even that day, Lois had been tempted to just give in, let him say his piece … tell her everything and maybe even give him a second chance. But she knew that she was with Grant and it wasn’t fair to the other man … she was in a committed relationship and she wanted to let Oliver Queen know that he wasn’t the center of her world anymore.
That day, it had been a matter of pride. A part of her had been angry that Oliver had the nerve to just waltz into her life, thinking that she would drop everything for him. But as the days passed, she realized how silly she had been.
She had a right to be upset and she stood by the fact but he had me a sincere effort and she shot him down. That was why she went to see him to be friends … but even friends, she wasn’t seeing him enough for her own liking.
Lois knew she loved him once … but did she still love him? Did she still feelings for her ex-boyfriend? One thing was for certain: the doubts had begun the minute she knew Ollie was back.
Even though she wasn’t positive she still loved him, she knew that she had to find out. Oliver was still in town … she had no idea why but all that mattered was that he was.
Should I go talk to him? Lois had always been confident and sure of herself but right now, she was doubting. Was she willing to risk her heart again to this man?
She needed some advice. And she knew just the place to get it.
I knew I should’ve gotten into psychiatry. It seemed that when it came to solving people’s problems, she was the go to person. But now it was time for a break.
After Clark had left to see Kara, she had put up her feet. She deserved a break … after dealing with Clark’s emotional issues with Oliver, she think she had done enough work.
Though she had to admit that she felt a thrill when people came to her for their problems … that everyone trusted her enough to spill their issues. It made her feel special and she would always be there for whoever needed her.
Hearing the door open, she looked up and was surprised to see Lois enter. Her cousin’s abrupt departure this morning had brought questions to her mind but she had been preoccupied at the time, wanting to hear all about Clark’s date.
But seeing the look on the brunette’s face, Chloe sighed. It seems that Dr. Sullivan is needed.
“Hey Lo,” Chloe greeted her, “What’s up?”
“Hey Chloe,” Lois said, her tone determined but there was an underlying nervousness that Chloe wasn’t used to hearing in Lois’ voice.
“Sit down,” Chloe said, patting the seat next to her. “You’ve obviously got something on your mind … and I think it has to do with the way you ran out of here this morning.”
“It does,” Lois said, taking the aforementioned seat.
“Talk to me,” Chloe said gently.
“I broke up with Grant today,” Lois blurted out.
“You did?” Whatever Chloe was expecting, it wasn’t that.
“I’ve been second guessing this relationship for a while,” Lois explained. “I just had to do it … it is not fair to Grant or myself to keep it going. Not when I’m not fully there … he is a great guy and deserves someone who is with him completely. I can’t be that person.”
“Okay,” Chloe said, “So what’s the problem?”
“The problem is Oliver,” Lois told her. “Ever since he’s been back … ever since he came to my apartment that day, acting like he wanted to give us another try, I can’t get him out of my head.”
Oh, God … no. This couldn’t be happening. She couldn’t encourage Lois to go after Ollie … but she couldn’t give away Clark’s relationship with the blonde either. At times like this, being the secret keeper sucked.
“Lois, you and Oliver broke up almost a year ago,” Chloe said, trying to find the right words. “Are you sure you’re not just clinging to the past?”
“I don’t know, Chloe,” Lois replied, “But I need to know for sure … I have to go see Oliver. I don’t know whether I’m still in love with him but I really think I want to try to see if we still have a chance.”
“He may have moved on, Lois,” Chloe said, trying to stay calm. “And you became friends again … do you really want to make things awkward?”
“Chloe, if he has moved on, it would be all over the papers,” Lois said patiently. “Even the one date he took to that corporate party made the news … I’m pretty certain he’s single.”
“Maybe he just is keeping his relationship out of the media,” Chloe argued.
Lois glanced at her suspiciously. “Do you know something that I don’t?”
“No,” Chloe exclaimed. She lowered her voice. “It’s just … I don’t want to see you get hurt again.” And if Lois confronted Oliver, she knew that was exactly what would happen.
“I appreciate that,” Lois said, squeezing her hand. “But I know what I’m doing … I’m going to go talk to Oliver. Thanks, Chloe.”
“You’re welcome,” she said weakly. “When are you going to see him?”
“Now,” Lois declared, “I’ll see you later, Chlo.”
“Bye Lois,” was all she managed as she watched her cousin walk out of the door.
This is bad, this is really bad. Grasping at her phone, she dialed Clark’s number. She needed to warn him.
She waited as the phone rang … once, twice … three times. Damn you Kent, pick up … this is an emergency. But to her horror, she only got the answering machine.
“Clark, it’s Chloe,” she said, after the beep, “Look … call me back as soon as you get this message. I need to talk to you. It’s important. So please ... call me back. I’ll talk to you soon.”
Hanging up, she stared at the phone helplessly.
What was she going to do now?
Oliver was having a good day … he had woken up in his lover’s arms that morning and though Clark had to leave too soon for his liking, he knew that he’d probably see the younger man later that day. And he decided that today was the day he was going to tell Clark he loved him. No more waiting … he had to know. If Clark was going to reject him, so be it but he couldn’t keep wondering whether or not the brunette’s feelings ran deeper.
But he really hoped that Clark would love him back.
Hearing the familiar noise of the elevator, Oliver grinned. Clark’s lunch with Kara got over sooner than he thought.
As the screen went up and the gate opened, his smile faded, his expression shifting into one of confusion. It wasn’t Clark … it was Lois. And what on Earth could she possibly want?
“Hey Lois,” Oliver said, as her eyes fell on him.
“Hi Ollie,” Lois replied.
“To what do I owe the pleasure?” Oliver questioned, mildly surprised to see a faint hesitation in her eyes.
Lois straightened up and walked toward him, closing the gap slowly. When they were face to face, she met his eyes.
“We need to talk.”
“I mean Chloe seems to think that Ollie will love me back,” Clark was saying to Kara, as they finished up lunch. “I can’t help but be a little bit nervous … I haven’t been this sure about being in love since Lana. Even then, I didn’t feel this intense, this sure.”
“From what I’ve been hearing, Oliver must have some strong feelings for you,” Kara responded, “I mean … all these stories you’ve been telling me just shows that his feelings for you go beyond the sex. And if Chloe thinks so … well, you know she’s really good at reading these types of situations.”
“I’m going to tell him,” Clark said, “I’m just worried about his reaction.”
“Well, if you had any doubts, they should’ve been gone last night,” Kara stated.
“I should just go for it, shouldn’t I?” Clark asked.
“You should,” Kara advised, “Go now!”
“Now?” Clark echoed.
“Yes, now,” Kara insisted, “And tell me all about it later.”
“I’ll do that,” Clark said, smiling. “I’ll see you later then?”
“Later,” she promised. With a quick goodbye, Clark left, speeding toward the penthouse determinedly.
I hope he’ll finally be happy. Kara smiled, as she watched her cousin disappear in the distance. She was so thrilled for him to hear how his relationship had developed.
She was certain, from the way Kal-El spoke of Oliver, that the blonde loved him too. Kal-el just had to take a chance … he was always overly cautious but in love, that just wasn’t possible. Kara was certain that everything would turn out well.
Besides, if Oliver hurt her precious cousin, she’d kick his ass.
She was about to head back to her apartment when she heard a sound from the living room. Tracing it to the couch, she was surprised to see what she recognized to be Clark’s phone lying there, ringing.
Deciding to see who was there, in case it was important, she picked it up.
“Kara?” the voice on the other end was unmistakably Chloe and she sounded worried.
“Chloe, hi,” Kara said, “How are you?”
“I’m good,” Chloe replied, “Why did you pick up Clark’s phone?”
“Because he forgot it here,” Kara said. “I heard it ringing.”
“Is Clark not there anymore?” Chloe questioned.
“No,” Kara answered, “He went to go see Oliver. Why?”
She heard Chloe gasp and could practically hear the other blonde frowning.
“Is everything okay?” Kara wanted to know.
“No, Kara, it’s not,” Chloe responded, “I think we have a problem.”
It’s time. Clark entered the elevator of the Clock Tower, nervous but excited. He had been in here so many times before but this time, it was different.
Kara’s vote of confidence had pushed him over the edge … this was what he had to do. He was going to offer Oliver his heart … and he really hoped the blonde would reciprocate.
Opening the elevator gates, a big grin on his face, Clark entered the main room.
And his heart shattered.
Because standing in the middle of the main room was Oliver … kissing Lois.