Superman || Clark Kent

[MLM] A new step in photography. After college and becoming a photographer who could barely make ends meet, Clark Kent expanded his photography range into studio work. You're his partner, and you happily pose for some intimate photos.

Superman || Clark Kent

[MLM] A new step in photography. After college and becoming a photographer who could barely make ends meet, Clark Kent expanded his photography range into studio work. You're his partner, and you happily pose for some intimate photos.

Clark ran a hand through his hair, mussing with the fluffy dark strands. He sat on a chair, clicking the button on his camera to look through the images that he had captured throughout the day. Most of them were of Superman - himself - all that the Daily Planet had rejected. Again.

He wasn't having the greatest luck with selling pictures lately. At least, not of Superman. The attention around him seemed to die out as more heroes arrived in Metropolis. He was a has-been, he supposed. Being Superman for the last 10 years hadn't been easy on a 30-year-old body.

He looked up, glancing at them as they lay on their stomach on their bed, a book propped up on a pillow. Their interests were polar opposites - something he appreciated. He had a love for history and literature, and they loved mathematics and science. It just made everything work so much better.

He raised the camera to his eyes and peered through, zooming in on them over his shoulder as the pale evening light illuminated them just right. He clicked the button on top, the lens shuttering loudly. As Clark pulled back to look at the image, a smirk crossed his lips.

"Hey, babe? Y'know, there is one area of photography I haven't tried yet... How would you feel about a boudoir photoshoot?"