Fanfic: Salvation Ch. 11/11
Chapter 11
It took Clark a moment to process what Lois had just said. He could only stare at her in wonder as she lay beneath him looking so beautiful that it almost hurt. Her eyes were shining with the truth of her words, and Clark was terrified that any moment now he would wake up from what had to be a dream. I love you. Three such tiny words, yet they meant everything to him. He’d been lost for so long, missing her so much that he’d forgotten what being loved felt like. God, how he needed her.
He drew a hand to her face and touched the silky warmth of her skin, letting his fingertips graze her cheeks with whisper-like touches. Lois’s pulse was a dull ache in her veins, each one building in intensity as her eyes locked with Clark’s. He fought the emotion in his throat, but the attempt was abandoned with one look into her chocolate brown eyes. Without thinking, he let one hand drift down her face and gently touched her lips with his fingertips.
“Say it again.” Clark said in a very low, slightly pleading tone.
Lois felt her heart break as she heard his pain and loneliness through that one small sentence. Seeing this incredible man who was stronger than any other being in the universe, who had a heart that loved like a hundred and yet was still so empty of the love of another evoked a sympathy so deep inside of her that Lois could’ve cried.
Lois buried a hand deep into his hair and watched his half-lidded eyes glaze over. “I love you…” She murmured against his skin. She saw the oh-so-familiar light come back into his eyes and with her free hand, she gently held his which touched her lips and kissed his fingertips with light brushes and soft bites.
“I…love…you…”
With that, Clark could no longer contain himself. Pulling his hand away and stealing one more steamy kiss, he pried her legs open and was immensely pleased when Lois took his hint, opening herself up to him.
Clark guided himself into her slowly and smoothly. He watched with fascination as Lois took a sharp intake of breath and held it within her lungs. Her eyes shut and her mouth languidly fell open as he went deeper, exhaling her pent-up breath in a loud cry. Clark immediately began to withdraw, fearing he had hurt her, but Lois quickly wrapped one leg around the small of his back.
“No, don’t,” She panted, clutching his arms for dear life with her tiny hands. “It doesn’t hurt, please - I need you -” She pulled him to her and kissed him deeply, moaning as she tasted him on her lips. Clark laid her back against the bed and pried her arms from him. He raised her hands above her head, pinning her wrists with one of his own and pulled away from her intoxicating kiss. With one slow thrust, he filled her with himself and almost lost it as Lois made a sound between a gasp and a moan that was too erotic for him to describe. Lois fought to escape his hold on her, needing to touch him, but she was no match for his strength. Clark felt her try to pull and he smiled wickedly - the second real smile Lois had seen on his face since they had found each other again.
“You’re not going anywhere.” He murmured into her mouth, and Lois didn’t know it was possible to be so turned on. She responded by lifting one foot and dragging it lightly down the back of his thigh, making him shudder. Lois heard fabric ripping and an instant later, she found her hands bound by a strip of the sheets from the bed. Lois was a girl who knew her knots, and there was no way out of this one.
With his newly freed hand, Clark touched Lois in ways he’d only dreamed of during those cold, lonely nights. He traced the curves of her waist and began to kiss his way down her neck and in the warm hollow between her breasts. He gazed at her lower half, needing to taste her but so unwilling to leave. Before she could protest, Clark withdrew his swollen member and kissed the taut muscles of her lower abdomen. Lois’s breaths were quick and forced, her lungs aching in her chest. She wanted him to come back to her. She wanted to feel him move inside of her.
“Cl…Clark -” Lois gasped as he brushed his lips across her silky smooth skin and took her clitoris into his mouth. He used his tongue and swirled the sensitive nub in agonizingly slow circles, alternating between sucking and thrusting gently with the tip. Lois made desperate, incoherent sounds as se fought to untie herself. She raised her locked wrists to her mouth and tried to pull apart the knot with her teeth, but it was too tight to even budge. She growled with frustration, but it only made Clark want her more.
He quickly switched tactics, stimulating her clitoris with his thumb and forefinger and licking the thin, sensitive skin of her inner thighs with his hot tongue. Lois began to quiver and shake, knowing she wouldn’t be able to last much longer. The ache in her belly began to pound with her desire and the world was starting to fade in and out.
“Clark!” Lois screamed, panting and gasping for air that would not make it into her lungs. Clark ripped the fabric binding her wrists together and gathered her body in his arms, lifting her back from the bed’s surface and holding her tightly against his chest. Lois’s arms locked around Clark’s back and she clung to him, lifting her body against his and sliding his impossibly hard cock inside her. She cried out in a half moan, half gasp as she hit her peak and straddled his torso as they began to move together in a slow, steady rhythm. Her fingers dug into Clark’s shoulders and he held her, their eyes locked. Clark’s mouth twitched and he gasped suddenly as he came, following Lois as they rode wave after wave. He whispered soothing sounds in her ear, murmuring his love for her and how much he needed her. Lois let her hands wander across his chest, kissing his neck, his lips, his collarbone as she let his words wash over her. She was delirious with the love she felt for him, and she held him tightly as his warm tears dripped down her back.
Finally, Lois let out one last, shuddering sigh and went limp. She placed an open kiss on his sticky shoulder before laying her head down, breathing deeply. They stayed in silence for a few minutes, Clark gently brushing Lois’s damp hair off her back and twirling the stray strands in his fingers. He placed a long kiss on the back of her neck, letting his tongue run across the saltiness of her skin and feeling her shudder with pleasure as they fought to regain control over their breathing.
After what felt like ages, Lois slowly pulled away and looked into Clark’s eyes. The loneliness was gone. The pain she’d seen when she’d awoken in his old, run-down apartment in Metropolis was no more. He was Clark again, her Clark, who she knew she’d been in love with for a long time now. Lois still had no idea what had happened to her for those three months when she’d been missing, and the uncertainty of not knowing was terrifying. But she felt that as long as Clark was here with her, she could face this. She would get to the bottom of her three months in limbo - but not today. Today, she would let herself be held and taken care of. They would take care of each other now.
Clark closed his eyes and let Lois’s presence wash away his darkness inside. She was like the purest rainfall, taking away all the pain and suffering he’d felt when Jimmy had died and Lois had disappeared, taking a part of his soul with her. Lois Lane was and always would be the only one who could bring him from the dead and back into her light. He knew now that no matter what happened, they would find their way back to each other. He would never give up again. As he leaned in to softly kiss her, he had one final thought.
You are my salvation.
Lois smiled against his lips and gently pulled him back down to the bed. As Clark followed, burying his hands in her hair, he felt more than saved… he was alive.
The End
A/N: Thanks so much for all the feedback and comments, I really appreciate it! I realize that I've left some loose ends in this fanfic, so who knows... maybe I'll write a sequal someday :)
It took Clark a moment to process what Lois had just said. He could only stare at her in wonder as she lay beneath him looking so beautiful that it almost hurt. Her eyes were shining with the truth of her words, and Clark was terrified that any moment now he would wake up from what had to be a dream. I love you. Three such tiny words, yet they meant everything to him. He’d been lost for so long, missing her so much that he’d forgotten what being loved felt like. God, how he needed her.
He drew a hand to her face and touched the silky warmth of her skin, letting his fingertips graze her cheeks with whisper-like touches. Lois’s pulse was a dull ache in her veins, each one building in intensity as her eyes locked with Clark’s. He fought the emotion in his throat, but the attempt was abandoned with one look into her chocolate brown eyes. Without thinking, he let one hand drift down her face and gently touched her lips with his fingertips.
“Say it again.” Clark said in a very low, slightly pleading tone.
Lois felt her heart break as she heard his pain and loneliness through that one small sentence. Seeing this incredible man who was stronger than any other being in the universe, who had a heart that loved like a hundred and yet was still so empty of the love of another evoked a sympathy so deep inside of her that Lois could’ve cried.
Lois buried a hand deep into his hair and watched his half-lidded eyes glaze over. “I love you…” She murmured against his skin. She saw the oh-so-familiar light come back into his eyes and with her free hand, she gently held his which touched her lips and kissed his fingertips with light brushes and soft bites.
“I…love…you…”
With that, Clark could no longer contain himself. Pulling his hand away and stealing one more steamy kiss, he pried her legs open and was immensely pleased when Lois took his hint, opening herself up to him.
Clark guided himself into her slowly and smoothly. He watched with fascination as Lois took a sharp intake of breath and held it within her lungs. Her eyes shut and her mouth languidly fell open as he went deeper, exhaling her pent-up breath in a loud cry. Clark immediately began to withdraw, fearing he had hurt her, but Lois quickly wrapped one leg around the small of his back.
“No, don’t,” She panted, clutching his arms for dear life with her tiny hands. “It doesn’t hurt, please - I need you -” She pulled him to her and kissed him deeply, moaning as she tasted him on her lips. Clark laid her back against the bed and pried her arms from him. He raised her hands above her head, pinning her wrists with one of his own and pulled away from her intoxicating kiss. With one slow thrust, he filled her with himself and almost lost it as Lois made a sound between a gasp and a moan that was too erotic for him to describe. Lois fought to escape his hold on her, needing to touch him, but she was no match for his strength. Clark felt her try to pull and he smiled wickedly - the second real smile Lois had seen on his face since they had found each other again.
“You’re not going anywhere.” He murmured into her mouth, and Lois didn’t know it was possible to be so turned on. She responded by lifting one foot and dragging it lightly down the back of his thigh, making him shudder. Lois heard fabric ripping and an instant later, she found her hands bound by a strip of the sheets from the bed. Lois was a girl who knew her knots, and there was no way out of this one.
With his newly freed hand, Clark touched Lois in ways he’d only dreamed of during those cold, lonely nights. He traced the curves of her waist and began to kiss his way down her neck and in the warm hollow between her breasts. He gazed at her lower half, needing to taste her but so unwilling to leave. Before she could protest, Clark withdrew his swollen member and kissed the taut muscles of her lower abdomen. Lois’s breaths were quick and forced, her lungs aching in her chest. She wanted him to come back to her. She wanted to feel him move inside of her.
“Cl…Clark -” Lois gasped as he brushed his lips across her silky smooth skin and took her clitoris into his mouth. He used his tongue and swirled the sensitive nub in agonizingly slow circles, alternating between sucking and thrusting gently with the tip. Lois made desperate, incoherent sounds as se fought to untie herself. She raised her locked wrists to her mouth and tried to pull apart the knot with her teeth, but it was too tight to even budge. She growled with frustration, but it only made Clark want her more.
He quickly switched tactics, stimulating her clitoris with his thumb and forefinger and licking the thin, sensitive skin of her inner thighs with his hot tongue. Lois began to quiver and shake, knowing she wouldn’t be able to last much longer. The ache in her belly began to pound with her desire and the world was starting to fade in and out.
“Clark!” Lois screamed, panting and gasping for air that would not make it into her lungs. Clark ripped the fabric binding her wrists together and gathered her body in his arms, lifting her back from the bed’s surface and holding her tightly against his chest. Lois’s arms locked around Clark’s back and she clung to him, lifting her body against his and sliding his impossibly hard cock inside her. She cried out in a half moan, half gasp as she hit her peak and straddled his torso as they began to move together in a slow, steady rhythm. Her fingers dug into Clark’s shoulders and he held her, their eyes locked. Clark’s mouth twitched and he gasped suddenly as he came, following Lois as they rode wave after wave. He whispered soothing sounds in her ear, murmuring his love for her and how much he needed her. Lois let her hands wander across his chest, kissing his neck, his lips, his collarbone as she let his words wash over her. She was delirious with the love she felt for him, and she held him tightly as his warm tears dripped down her back.
Finally, Lois let out one last, shuddering sigh and went limp. She placed an open kiss on his sticky shoulder before laying her head down, breathing deeply. They stayed in silence for a few minutes, Clark gently brushing Lois’s damp hair off her back and twirling the stray strands in his fingers. He placed a long kiss on the back of her neck, letting his tongue run across the saltiness of her skin and feeling her shudder with pleasure as they fought to regain control over their breathing.
After what felt like ages, Lois slowly pulled away and looked into Clark’s eyes. The loneliness was gone. The pain she’d seen when she’d awoken in his old, run-down apartment in Metropolis was no more. He was Clark again, her Clark, who she knew she’d been in love with for a long time now. Lois still had no idea what had happened to her for those three months when she’d been missing, and the uncertainty of not knowing was terrifying. But she felt that as long as Clark was here with her, she could face this. She would get to the bottom of her three months in limbo - but not today. Today, she would let herself be held and taken care of. They would take care of each other now.
Clark closed his eyes and let Lois’s presence wash away his darkness inside. She was like the purest rainfall, taking away all the pain and suffering he’d felt when Jimmy had died and Lois had disappeared, taking a part of his soul with her. Lois Lane was and always would be the only one who could bring him from the dead and back into her light. He knew now that no matter what happened, they would find their way back to each other. He would never give up again. As he leaned in to softly kiss her, he had one final thought.
You are my salvation.
Lois smiled against his lips and gently pulled him back down to the bed. As Clark followed, burying his hands in her hair, he felt more than saved… he was alive.
The End
A/N: Thanks so much for all the feedback and comments, I really appreciate it! I realize that I've left some loose ends in this fanfic, so who knows... maybe I'll write a sequal someday :)