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]

Clark responded to it on an instinctive level, his thrusts speeding up a little, becoming less civilized, like she was connecting with both sides -- all of him -- at the same time. A hand slid down a leg, gently squeezing her thigh, and his mouth sought out hers again, kisses turning more predatory as well. It was like he was trying to mark her as his alone, the alpha who only came out around Lois.

[dp_lois]

She responded to the surge of possessiveness instantly, her legs tightening just a little more around his waist as she pressed her hips against his more firmly. The softer, more feminine side of her reveled in the fact that she was the only one he allowed to see this side of--this intense, predatory, pure male side that always came out during their lovemaking.

"Harder, Clark," she whispered, nipping lightly at his lip.

[solarsteel]

He growled in reply, moving away from her mouth and down to her neck so his teeth could scrape across her skin. His hip thrusts increased further, slamming into her just this side of painfully. Lois was his, and he was going to show her like he had all week. His other hand slid up her side to caress her breast, thumb flicking across an already hard nipple.

"... Mine."

[dp_lois]

She cried out, shuddering beneath him as he claimed her, marked her as his with his teeth and his hands and his manhood. She surged up against him, nipping at his throat as he drove into her. "Yours," she whimpered, her nails digging into his shoulder blades.

[solarsteel]

"I think the chances are decent, provided we can stop making love and actually leave the room." His tone suggested he didn't think that was very likely, at least in the near future. His hips agreed, still thrusting up in slow, even strokes. The kind guaranteed to drive her crazy.

[dp_lois]

And it was definitely driving her crazy.

She pressed her hips down against his, biting her lower lip as her eyes drifted shut with the movement. "So maybe, maybe not." There was a hint of amusement in her tone, even though her voice was lower than usual, more breathy.

[solarsteel]

They were both in good, if somewhat insane, company then. He rolled over again and shifted them away from the edge before looking down at her, his eyes twinkling.

"Are you complaining, Miss Lane?"

[dp_lois]

"Not at all, Mr. Kent," she responded, her eyes twinkling as she gazed up at him.