Hawaii. With solarsteel.

[dp_lois]

She wasn't sure what she'd been expecting when she and Clark stepped off of the Queen Industries jet and onto the island of Kauai, but it definitely wasn't to be greeted by women in grass skirts draping flowers over her neck and Clark's. She smiled anyway and glanced at him with raised eyebrows. At least it was a friendly greeting, she supposed

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[solarsteel]

Being on the ground, instead of in the air, was a huge bonus for Clark. He still wasn't all that thrilled with commercial flight, although Lois had employed a very good form of distraction during the hours they weren't sleeping off a long work day.

He carried all three of their bags, although only one actually belonged to him personally, to the limo without comment, and once they'd been stowed away by the driver, he turned to watch Lois' reaction to the island.

... Which wasn't all that different from his. It was like being in paradise - sun, water and sand. "We're coming back here someday," he promised, leaning over to plant a quick kiss on her mouth.

[dp_lois]

She smiled and kissed him back. "I like this plan," she agreed with a nod.

[solarsteel]

He gestured towards the limo and moved toward it, helping her in if wanted, and then sliding right after her to settle on the back seat and tried not to feel out of his element.

"Do you know where we're staying?"

[dp_lois]

Lois shifted so she was sitting right beside him, pulling her cell phone out of her purse. She opened one of the text messages Chloe had sent her. "Some place called Aston Islander on the Beach." She arched an eyebrow. "That's a mouthful." She looked up at him and then leaned over and kissed his cheek.

[dp_lois]

Lois whimpered as he slid inside of her. She pressed her hips down against his, shuddering a little as she steadied her hands on his shoulders. She exhaled slowly, leaning in and pressing her mouth against his neck.

[solarsteel]

Clark's eyes fluttered shut, and breath shallowed out, both at the feeling of being inside her after so long (although, 'long' could be translated as a few hours, which was entirely too much time to be parted from her like this), and the sensation of her mouth against his neck.

He never wanted to stop doing this. "Lois-- god," he groaned, keeping his strokes slow and steady.

[dp_lois]

Her hair brushed lightly across his face as she nipped lightly at his throat, then slid her tongue across it in a soothing apology, even though she knew it hadn't hurt him. She had realized the day before during the shower they'd taken together that he liked the sensation of her teeth against his skin.

[solarsteel]

His hips bucked up in an uneven thrust the moment he felt her teeth. It was true they wouldn't pierce his flesh, and if she bit down too hard there was a possibility of injure, but these nips -- he liked those. A lot. "I can't keep my hands off you, Lane," Clark muttered, a hand slipping under her shirt and snaking up to cover a breast.

[solarsteel]

Clark whimpered, hips bucking up at the nip, and chest muscles tightening under her touch. Lasting all the way to the hotel seemed too long, where he'd have to hold himself together through check-in, and then he was pretty sure Lois would call Chloe and let her know they were around.

He glanced up, desire sparking in his gaze. "Five minutes, according to the driver's radio."

[dp_lois]

She raised an eyebrow at him and pressed her hips against his again, her head falling back a little. "Five minutes is a long time."

[solarsteel]

He growled in response, leaning forward to push the shirt up to where he could access her other breast, and drew it into his mouth again, while his other hand slid down to stroke above her heat. His hips were also cooperative, thrusting up less gently than before.

"Mmhhmmmm," he hummed against her nipple.

[dp_lois]

Lois whimpered, rocking her hips against his urgently. "Clark," she moaned, raking her nails down his chest.

[dp_lois]

Moments later, she had a key in her hand and she held it up in satisfaction. "Lead the way, Mr. Kent." She smiled, her eyes darker than usual.

[solarsteel]

His eyes narrowed in response, memorizing the room number, and subsequent floor, before turning around and meeting up with the porter who held their luggage hostage. Oh great. Clark led the way to the elevator, holding the door open so the others could get inside.

It was torture standing so close to Lois without being able to do anything.

[dp_lois]

She slid an arm around his waist, her fingers brushing lightly along his muscles, hidden only by the navy blue t-shirt he was wearing. She smiled innocently up at him as the elevator rose slowly toward the twentieth floor.

[solarsteel]

He did his best to breath normally all the way up, making polite chitchat with the porter, and finding out where the nearest restaurants were, and which beaches were open when. When the elevator dinged on the correct floor, Clark couldn't quite hide his relief, and motioned for the others to exit first while he brought up the rear.

[solarsteel]

"Not until you have your way with me," He grinned, eyebrows wiggling, and sat up just long enough to remove his shirt, and then went to work on hers, along with the skirt that was obscuring his view of her body.

[dp_lois]

Lois grinned back at him, sliding her hands down his chest, then raising them so he could strip her shirt off. She leaned in and pressed a kiss to his jaw. "I plan to. More than once."

[solarsteel]

"Oh, good. I was hoping you would." He reached down to tug off her skirt as well, although she could take that as slow or as fast as she wanted. Clark was more interested in kissing her until at least one of them was breathless.

[dp_lois]

She was all right with that, too. She lifted her hips so he could get rid of her skirt and she immediately reached for the waistband of his shorts as she kissed him.