Title: After you die

Author: AlejandraDD

Spoilers: Up to Covenant

Notes: I have NO excuse. Spur of the moment kind of thing, completely PWP, and I didn't feel like torturing any poor soul with a beta request. I also realized I hadn't written any fic in over a year, and that is kind of sad.

Dedicated to Elle, my guaranteed audience of one.

Feedback: alegarbo@yahoo.com I'll take either "yay" or "nay" as long you write me.

She walked through the cemetery gate, just as always. She was never scared of the darkness. She hesitated and took on a different road. This wasn't a regular visit. She wasn't visiting her parents this time. It took her a while to find the place she was looking for. She crouched and read the inscription on the tombstone. Chloe Sullivan. The year of birth and the year of death were too close. It wasn't fair, she thought. But she accepted it. She accepted the fact that her friend was dead.

"I'm so sorry," she said. "I'm so sorry I was such a bitch to you. I was stupid. But I was afraid. You see... I was in love with you. Not like a friend loves a friend. And not like a sister loves a sister either. I was plain old in love with you. You couldn't have known, because I never showed it. At first, whenever I was around you, everything was OK. I didn't need anything else from you. I was happy. But when I was alone, and you weren't around, I thought of you. I started thinking about your face. I started thinking about what it would be like to kiss you. How would your lips feel against mine. How would your skin feel against my naked body. We'd make love over and over in my mind. And I was happy on my fantasies. But, in real life, you were still treating me as your friend. And that... that hurt. That hurt so much that I couldn't be nice to you anymore. I tried to make our conversations as short as possible. I pushed you away. Then I forced myself not to think about it. Hell, I even tried to hook up with Clark! We all know that didn't go well. And now... now you're dead. And I feel like shit. I feel like shit because I should have accepted the fact that I couldn't have you and get over it. I shouldn't have let my feelings for you get in the way of our friendship. You deserved so much better than what I gave you, I realize that now."

She had heard some footsteps approaching from behind while she was talking. But, at this point, she didn't care enough to keep her secret. Whoever it was could listen to all they wanted to, even if what she said was none of their business. She was kneeling now, just staring at the grass, silently. She felt a hand on her shoulder and looked back to see whose hand it was. She was not surprised to see Chloe there. She'd seen stranger things happen. After all, she'd lived in Smallville all her life. She opened her eyes widely, wanting to ask, but not being able to do so.

"Yeah, it's me," she heard Chloe whisper, with her arms open as an invitation to a hug. She took the invitation and wrapped her arms around a body she thought was lost. A body that was warm, very different to the cold night that surrounded them.

"Can you forgive me?" she asked to the apparition. She couldn't know if it was for real or not, but she decided to embrace her second chance.

"I love you too," was the answer she got. It wasn't an answer she could have anticipated. Just as she didn't anticipate having Chloe's tongue inside her mouth when she opened it to try to say something. She felt startled at first, but she responded to the kiss almost immediately. She felt breathless and dizzy, so she forced herself to break the kiss and sit on the grass. Chloe followed her and started kissing her neck.

It was funny because, while she had been with many people before, nobody had kissed her on the neck. And she didn't know it could feel like this. She didn't know being kissed on the neck felt like sex. Was sex. She wrapped her arms around Chloe's waist and lifted her shirt enough so her hands could slide under it. Her fingers felt the soft skin on Chloe's back, and then they moved all around, caressing her stomach. Chloe's hands did almost the same on her body, except that she was bold enough to rub her thumbs against her nipples. Even though this was through the fabric of her bra, she couldn't help arching her back and hissing in pleasure. She craved for more skin, so she pushed Chloe away from her so she could grab the shirt in her hands and pull it over Chloe's head. She pushed some more, until Chloe was lying on her back on the grass. She took her own shirt off, looked around them, looked at Chloe again, and realized that they were about to have sex in the middle of a dark cemetery. She found it funny, but didn't stop. She reached for Chloe's bra, and unhooked it. As her hands were grabbing the straps, sliding them down Chloe's shoulders, she realized it was her chance to do some neck kissing herself. She kept kissing, licking, nibbling and sucking on a downwards direction, until she found herself with one of Chloe's nipples in her mouth. Her breasts were so very different of her own, much fuller, much rounder. This was exactly what she had always pictured and nothing like what she always pictured at the same time. Her mouth happily alternated between one nipple and the other. Both of them felt deliciously hard against her tongue. And Chloe's moans and shallow breathing did no other thing than to encourage her. Eventually, she found a navel to play with. Her hands found a button to undo and a zipper to open. She grabbed firmly and started pulling both pants and panties down at the same time. The shoes were getting in her way, so she took all the time she needed to undo the shoe laces and get rid of them, along with everything else. Only the naked body of Chloe was lying in front of her right now. She felt overdressed, so she got rid of her own clothes and joined her in her state of nakedness. But, before she could even know it, she was with her back on the ground, and Chloe was on top of her, kissing her. Chloe's lips were pressing against her lips; Chloe's breasts were pressing against her breasts; Chloe's hips were pressing against her hips; and their legs were entwined together. As the kiss was deepening, they started rocking, rubbing against each other's body. She felt one of Chloe's hands on her knee, pushing it away, and sliding up her inner thigh. She gasped as she felt the tip of Chloe's thumb on her clit, and she trembled when the thumb started moving. She reached to grab something, anything. Chloe's ass was the only thing that was close enough. And it felt so good she had to squeeze. And Chloe must have felt good too, because she moaned and slipped a finger inside. This, of course felt even better, so she had to squeeze some more. She felt so wet, and somehow the finger inside her turned into two, and it was sliding in and out faster and faster. She let go of her grip and pushed Chloe so she could lie beside her, never breaking the kiss, and not letting Chloe's hand go anywhere but inside her. Having more room to maneuver, she graciously caressed Chloe's curves, until her hand found itself between Chloe's legs. Her finger was now drawing small circles on Chloe's clit, which was growing against her touch. All she could think of was how much she wanted to suck it, but the fingers inside her were bringing her so close, and she couldn't move. She had to settle with sucking the tongue that was fucking her mouth so fiercely. She moaned and whimpered and trembled and, when she thought she could take no more, she was torn in half by the most intense waves of pleasure she had ever experienced.

She disengaged herself from Chloe, and laid there with her arms under her head for a couple of minutes until the world stopped spinning. She felt her own heartbeat racing and her skin hot as fire. She opened her eyes and saw Chloe looking at her, with a look of hunger in her face. She felt more aroused by that than she was before coming, and she wondered how that could ever be possible. She didn't hesitate even for a moment as she went down on her. The clitoris that moments ago she was rubbing with her fingers felt incredibly hot to the touch of her tongue. She went ahead and started eagerly licking, as Chloe's moans became louder and louder. After a final scream of ecstasy, she knew it was over.

Not being used to being naked at all, much less in a public place, she gathered her clothes and got redressed while Chloe was lying there, oblivious to everything. She cuddled against her, and they both fell asleep.

When Lana woke up the next day all alone and fully dressed in a cemetery, she tried to convince herself that it had all been a dream. It wasn't until she got home, looked at herself in a mirror, and saw a gigantic hickie on her neck that she realized she couldn't deny it. To everyone else, Chloe was dead. She'd make sure to keep the secret because that's what Chloe would have wanted. She figured Chloe would have a second chance at life, somewhere other than Smallville. As, for herself, she had her own second chance last night, and she took it. What she'd do with the rest of her life remained a mystery.