Fic: Man of Steel: A Risk Worth Taking (2/?)
Title: Man of Steel: A Risk Worth Taking (2/?)
Author: Babette babettew54
Canon: Superman (MOS)
Rating: M
Word Count: 4,100
Summary: Lois couldn’t decide whether to ask him out or bombard him with questions hopefully to secure the ‘Story of the Century.’
Spoilers: None. It’s just speculation about the hand touching in the trailer and what it could mean for Clois.
Disclaimer: DC Comics/Warner Bros. Entertainment owns these characters. This is strictly for my own amusement.
Author's Notes: This story would not leave me alone. It felt incomplete, so my Muse said finish it already. Ok, what is Lois going to do about Kal-El? What is she going to do about Clark? Awww, the ultimate Clois question just never ends, does it? Please read and review. Thank you! :D
x-posted: (FFN); (AO3)
Previously:
( Chapter 1)
Chapter 2: Not Alone
The Daily Planet bullpen, a week later:
"Lois, don't you think it's time to remove that tree? Christmas is over," Clark asked his partner. After staring at it for a week, it was time to let it go.
Lois gave him the stink eye but didn't reply. She loved her tree, but letting it go meant that she had given up on Kal-El. He hadn't called or returned to the rooftop. She had gone up there every day for a week, but he hadn't come back. She had decided not to voice her suspicions about Clark. It was the hardest decision she had ever made, but it had been the right thing to do, plus she could be wrong about him. Maybe they just looked alike, she thought.
Clark sensed her sadness, so he tried to make her feel better. "What's so special about this tree?"
She stiffened her shoulders. He was right. It was time to let it go. "It's just a tree," she replied. She stood up, removed the crystal, put it inside her desk drawer, removed the tree from her desktop, took it to a large trash can by the copier and dumped it.
Clark watched her with a sad expression. He hated doing this, but it was for the best and after their meeting on the rooftop, he had talked himself out of seeing her again as Kal-El. It was the hardest decision he had ever made, but it had been the right thing to do. After she sat back down, he changed the subject. "What's on the agenda for the day?"
"There's only one story in town and he's not talking," Lois replied as she thought about him. Shaking her head to clear it, she hadn't truly given up on him. She continued composing questions for Kal-El and their official interview, whenever that may happen. "So, as long as we're working together as partners …" She began.
"Wait partners? After our first meeting, I got the impression you wanted me to stay out of your way. What changed?"
Lois sighed and turned to face him. "I'll admit I can be a bit over-protective as far as my job is concerned, but I think we work well together as long as you remember that I'm the boss. I have a lot more experience than you and you should follow my lead."
He frowned. "That doesn't sound like a partnership."
"Take it or leave it Kent."
He thought about it for a minute. "I'll take it."
Inwardly smiling, she got back to her questions. "Smart move, Kent."
"Lane, Kent, get in here!" Perry hollered to his new reporting team.
"Yeah, Chief?" Lois asked as she and Clark entered Perry's office.
"Look, as you both know, it's been over a week since 'the flying man' debuted, but no one has gotten an interview from him."
"He's not talking to anyone, Chief," Clark said as he glanced at Lois. Her lips had thinned, but it didn't stop her eyes from blinking several times. Was that a tear? He wondered. His question was answered when she wiped the corner of her eye. He felt horrible.
"We need to know more about him, and I've wanted to do it for a while now and I think the time is right."
"And what's that Mr. White?" Clark asked, worried what Perry had on his mind.
"How would you two like to go on a trip … together?"
Lois stiffened as her mind began to run in circles. Being alone with him as Clark would be far too much of a temptation not to tell him her suspicions. Could she keep him at arms-length? Can she continue to keep her mouth shut and not confront him about his dual identity? She had no answers.
"I don't know about that," Clark muttered, wondering if he could rescue people with Lois hovering around him. "I haven't been here long and …"
Lois was not deterred. "Kent, what is your problem? It's your job. Where are we going Chief?"
"Smallville, Kansas!" He announced with a flourish.
Clark inwardly groaned but he wasn't surprised.
"You're making that name up. There is no such place," Lois muttered.
"Of course there is," Perry said. "Look, come over here. Look at this. "Perry pulled up video footage of an alien ship and it had landed it Smallville. "Why did it land there? What was it after?"
"Those are all good questions, Mr. White, but I'm sure the Army has that place secure and we probably won't find out anything. I think it's a waste of time," Clark said, hoping to stop this assignment before it got started.
Perry became thoughtful as he stroked his chin. "You may have a point."
"No, Chief, I think you may have something there, and with a bit of snooping, we may be able to find out more about that ship and why it landed in … Smallville," Lois said and shook her head again at the name.
"I agree Lois, and once we find out more about it, then we can find out more about … the flying man," Perry wholeheartedly agreed.
"The flying man? Is that what everyone is calling him?" Lois asked, thinking that he needed a much better name for someone so regal, honest, wonderful and gorgeous. She was still in awe of him even though he had stood her up.
Clark snapped his fingers in front of her face. "Lois, where did you go just then?"
"Oh, nowhere," she replied distracted. "Ok Chief, when do we leave?"
"Yesterday," he replied.
~o~o~
A day later in Smallville:
"Here we are," Clark reluctantly announced as he pulled their bags from the rental car and entered the only hotel in town.
"A one hotel town and one horse too, probably," Lois muttered. "I can't believe this."
"Well, you insisted on coming," Clark also muttered and looked around. His glasses were firmly on his face. He pushed them up his nose.
"May I help you?" The hotel clerk asked politely then he frowned as he looked at Clark.
"Yes, we have a several reservations. Clark Kent and Lois Lane, and that's two rooms," Clark told the hotel clerk. He knew his name of course.
"Yes, I see it. Please sign here and here are your keys."
"Thank you," Clark said and grinned thankful to him for being discreet.
Lois caught their looks but didn't say anything. In the elevator, Lois watched him for a moment. "What was that look you gave the hotel clerk? Don't get any ideas Kent."
Clark was shocked. "Lois, I … I don't know what you mean."
Oh, he's good, with that innocent act, Lois thought. "No hanky-panky, got it?"
"What, you're kidding right? Lois, we just met. I don't even know you," he sputtered.
"Uh, huh, just keep your distance," she said but inside she was itching to remove those glasses and throw herself at him.
Clark just shook his head at her. Inside his mind though, he was finding it hard not to use his x-ray vision and check her out. What is wrong with me? He would never do that. He hadn't done that since he was a teenager.
Once inside her room, Lois stared at the huge bed then suddenly she felt a warm breath from behind her. It was him. "Umm, you can put the luggage over there. I'll unpack later. We should head out and check out Perry's sources. He said they were just outside of town." Lois was rambling.
He could hear her heart beat double time. His heart had to race to catch up with her. He closed his eyes and tried to steady his breathing. "Sure, I'll … ummm … see you downstairs."
The heat was gone and Lois closed her eyes. The door closed and she released a breath she didn't realize she was holding. She collapsed onto the bed and fanned her face. She knew it was red hot.
Clark was watching her from outside her door. This charade can't go on much longer. He had to steer her away from his home. He was tempted to tell her everything. He trusted her more than he had ever trusted anyone. Their time on the rooftop kept replaying in his mind, but instead of him flying away, she was with him in the sky kissing him and telling him how much she believed in him and what he stood for. Clark had to close his eyes again, but when he opened them, Lois had removed her blouse and skirt. She then opened her luggage and pulled out a pair of slacks and a sweater.
Shutting his eyes tightly, he picked up his bag and headed to his room. Walking over to the window, he had to smile. He was home. He hadn't been here in a while. He had visited his Mom on Christmas Eve, but being in town, well, he had to keep up his disguise because of the notoriety. He was all over the news. That was all he needed for someone to walk up to him and say, 'Clark Kent, you were great,' or 'CK, it's good to see you, and good job, by the way.'
He groaned to himself. He dropped his bags and headed downstairs. A few minutes later, Lois came down the stairs. He was wearing his jeans and plaid with a light jacket. It was the middle of winter and Lois of course was bundled up with a parka with gloves and a hat. He smiled. "Ready?"
It was a smile Lois remembered from the rooftop and in jail. "I'm ready," she said and tried not to return his smile. Their 'moment' in her room played out in her mind. She desperately wanted to think of something else besides the fact he was 'the flying man' but this was harder than she thought it would be. Of course, it was fun to push his buttons and let him wonder if she had recognized him, but now, she wanted him to know that he could trust her with his secret.
~o~o~
On the outskirts of Smallville, not far from the Kent farm:
"This truly is beautiful country," she said and looked out the car window, hoping he would open up.
"It is, isn't it," he whispered without thinking. He did it again, opening himself up to her.
She watched him fidget and grip the steering wheel. "You've been here before, haven't you? I can tell."
"Yes, there … ummm … were a few people I met in college who lived here and I have visited here in the past, but that was a long time ago."
"I see, so where did you grow up Clark?"
"Not far from here," he replied which wasn't a total lie.
"And where's that?"
"What is this, twenty questions?"
"No, just trying to get to know you."
Before he could think of a way to get her mind off of him, a roadblock appeared. He sighed. "Well, this could be a problem." The military was blocking their entrance to the area. His home was a few miles down the road. His mother had been moved to a friend's house for the time being. Martha had to spend Christmas there instead of her own home.
Clark stopped the car. A soldier approached them. "Turn around. This area is restricted."
Lois held up her press badge. "We want answers. What is the military hiding and how long are you going to be here?"
"Head back to town, Miss. The sheriff can answer all your questions. Now, move along," the officer commanded.
"Thank you, officer," Clark said and turned the car around.
Lois looked around. "Turn down that road, Clark, that one right over there."
"Now, Lois, what are you thinking?"
"There must be another way to get the answers that we need. The sheriff won't know what's going on. I'm sure he's as much in the dark as we are. The public deserves to know what happened. That maniac almost destroyed the entire city."
"I know that, Lois, but what if we get caught?" He let that hang in the air.
"Don't worry; I can talk my way out of anything."
Clark didn't comment, but she did have a point.
~o~o~
A few minutes later, while snooping through a wooded area:
Suddenly, and inexplicably, Clark began to feel weak. Oh, no, not that and not now, he thought. "Lois … ummm … we should … turn around."
"But why, I see a tent and …" She turned to him. "You don't look so good. What's wrong with you?"
"We have to … go back." But just as he was about to turn and leave, he collapsed.
She smoothed his hair from his forehead. "Clark, Clark, wake up?"
Two military officers with guns drawn approached them. "This is a restricted area."
"We were taking a walk, but then he collapsed. He's obviously not feeling well. Please help me move him to our car. He needs to see a doctor and quickly."
They glanced at each other. "What's wrong with him?"
"I don't know; maybe too many tacos?" Lois was making fun, but they were serious.
"Come with us," the officer commanded.
"Why should we? We haven't done anything wrong." She touched his forehead again. "He has a fever. He may be contagious."
That gave them second thoughts. "Alright, we'll help you move him, but don't come back here again."
"Of course and thank you." Lois had dodged a bullet.
Once they had driven a mile down the road, Clark awakened. "What happened?"
"You fainted. Are you Ok? I had to talk fast. The military wanted to take us with them."
"Thank you, Lois. That would not have been a good thing for me … and you know why." He had to tell her. It was eating him up inside. He trusted her, he really did and couldn't explain why, but it was there between them waiting for them to acknowledge it.
"What do you mean, Clark?"
"Pull over," he said.
"But there's nothing out here just a fence and …"
"Just pull over, Lois," he told her again.
"Ok," she whispered, but then her heart began to pound. Was she ready to hear the truth? She thought that she was but now she was having second thoughts.
"What are you thinking? I can see the wheels turning in your head."
She slowly turned to face him. "I'm scared." Lois was terrified of the things he made her feel.
"Lois, there's nothing to be afraid of."
"Oh, I didn't mean you, it's just …" She hesitated. "I like you."
He smiled. "I like you too."
She shook her head as she stared at him. "How is this even possible?"
"I have no idea, but ever since we met, it's like … I don't know what it's like, because I've never felt this way about anyone." Clark slowly reached out his hand to her and she took it. He squeezed her hand.
"I felt it … did you?" Lois hopefully asked.
"Yes, I felt it too."
This was it. "It's you, isn't it?" Lois asked and tried to smile.
He removed his glasses. "It's me, Lois," he admitted it.
She squeezed his hand. "We need to talk."
~o~o~
Lois' hotel room, a little while later:
Lois was fidgeting and nervous which was not like her at all. He was standing on the other side of the room, but he may as well be right behind her. She closed her eyes and tried to steady her breathing.
"Lois?"
She jumped out of her skin as she turned from the window. "Yes, what is it?"
"It's obvious we didn't come up here to talk." He surprised himself with his boldness.
Her heart was beating triple time, but she managed to speak. "Clark?"
He grinned as he walked toward her. "Yes, Lois?" His eyes roamed over her body and Lois gasped at his look.
She watched him come closer as her eyes roamed over his handsome face admiring him, but she found the strength to slow things down. "We really do need … to talk."
When he was around her, being this close to her, his mind was a total blank but one thing pushed his way to forefront of his mind. "We will talk … later, much later." He touched her cheek, then his hand moved to the back of her neck, then he pulled her to him, and kissed her slanting his mouth against hers. They both groaned as his mouth slanted to gain access. She opened to him freely.
A few minutes of hungry kisses and sweet caresses, Lois managed to speak again. "I … still … can't … believe … this is happening."
"Believe it … I do."
She pulled back and smiled then she surprised herself by saying. "I do too."
He picked her up then and laid her down. Soon, they were both naked and in each other's arms. The instant their bodies touched hip to thigh, they both sighed, the feeling indescribable.
"Lois, I have to tell you something," he whispered in her ear then he kissed her throat.
She leaned back to give him better access. "What is it, Clark?"
"I've never done … this before."
That got her attention as she pushed him away a little. "What!?" She couldn't believe it. "You're joking."
He shook his head. "No, I'm not."
She looked him over, still not believing it. "But, look at yourself."
"You have to understand. I never thought I would find … the one, the one person who would make me feel as if I belonged here, but you do Lois. I know this from the depths of my heart." He shook his head at a loss. "I can't explain it."
She raised his chin. "You really are something else, but maybe we should back up and think about this."
He sighed, pulled away from her, which was the hardest thing he had ever done. He sat up against the headboard and decided to tell her about his life. "I was three years old when I arrived here." He then told her everything, including the reason why he had fainted in the woods. A little while later, after he had stopped speaking, Lois leaned over him and laid her head on his chest then her arms went around him. "Don't say anymore."
He pulled her closer, stroked and kissed her hair. "I know you feel it, don't you?" He had to know.
She closed her eyes as a stray tear fell from her eye to land on his chest. She couldn't deny it. She leaned up to look into his eyes. "I do feel it."
He smoothed her hair away from her face, wiped a stray tear as he did so, then he leaned down to kiss her senseless. Lois was lost but she couldn't help thinking, for someone who hasn't done it before, he sure does know how to kiss.
"Oh, Kal-El," Lois murmured as she pulled him closer.
In between kisses, he whispered, "Call me Clark."
She smiled between kisses. "Well, Clark … stop talking."
He did as she asked and then he was on top of her, kissing and caressing down her beautiful body. She was lovely, so soft and warm. Her breasts were just the right size as he squeezed them close together and then his mouth was all over both nipples pulling and sucking to his heart's content.
"Oh, my," Lois murmured as her back arched loving the feel of his hands and lips on her breasts. She still couldn't believe this was his first time. "Where did you … learn to do … that?"
He lifted his head with a devilish smile. "Books, movies, the Internet!"
Lois' eyes widened but she had to smile as head fell back onto the pillow. She covered her mouth to hold in a laugh.
Clark had to smile as well. Actually, his Mom set him straight about a lot of things. "So sweet," he whispered and went even lower, down her smooth stomach then down her thighs. He kissed her entire body. She tasted so good, like heaven. He was in heaven. There was heaven on Earth. He was convinced of this.
"Oh, Clark," Lois whispered. She wasn't laughing anymore. He went on as if he wasn't ever going to stop. Lois was so on fire. She wanted him to stop his foreplay, but she didn't want him to stop. She was going crazy. "NOW?!" She nearly screamed. She couldn't take it anymore.
"As you wish," he whispered as he kissed his way back up her body. His mouth covered hers fully and then he was inside of her. They both had their eyes open at that moment and then the truth made itself known. It was like coming home; their souls were one at last.
They both closed their eyes and let it happen. She pulled him closer, lifted her legs to pull him closer. "Yes, that's it, yes…!" Lois instructed as he followed her lead.
"Right there?!"
"Oh, yes, that's it, now, yes, yes …" Lois was losing it. She was coming.
Clark felt it, knew it was happening, as he closed his eyes and pumped a little faster and then he buried his face in her neck and then it happened. Lois came with a shout and shivers up her spine and he was coming as his life's blood flooded her womb. It was incredible, amazing, life affirming and so right. He felt blessed to have found her. He reached beside the bed for a towel and cleaned them up a bit.
"You are sweet, thank you, Clark." She went back into his arms, holding him close.
"Are you alright?" He paused. "Lois, I …"
She touched his lips to stop him from speaking. "Shush, don't say anything."
"I wasn't going to say …" He hesitated.
"I know you weren't, but let's enjoy this for a while, but Perry still needs a story and we have to tell him something."
"Lois, you have a story … me."
She leaned up on her elbow. "No, there's more here, Clark. Why does the military have green kryptonite?" Then she thought about it. "They want to keep you in line or they want to hurt you, don't they?" The thought terrified her.
"Lois, I think they're worried about another invasion or maybe they still fear me. Who knows why, but it won't stop me from doing what I have to do … save people."
He constantly amazed her. "You truly are something, but I suppose you're right."
"You know I am," he said and then he listened to the outside world for a moment. It was always so quiet there in Smallville. He reached out his hearing and of course, there were a few sirens but nothing major. "We have a few minutes and then we should talk to the sheriff. She's a friend and she may know more about this than we give her credit for."
"If you say so," Lois muttered still feeling discouraged about their story.
He raised her chin and kissed her sweetly. Lois kissed him back for a moment. "What was that for?" She asked.
"Just because …"
"Best reason ever," she said and smiled.
He smiled in return. "Let's go … partner."
TBC?!
~o~o~
A/N: I loved writing this and yes, a few snippets of the earlier series showed up in here, but I loved that episode of Lois visiting Smallville. They were truly drawn to each other and only after a few weeks. I loved that about the show. I really have no idea how Clois will come together in MOS, but I'm hoping it doesn't take picture after picture! *pulls hair out at the thought* Thank you for reading. Reviews are love.
Author: Babette babettew54
Canon: Superman (MOS)
Rating: M
Word Count: 4,100
Summary: Lois couldn’t decide whether to ask him out or bombard him with questions hopefully to secure the ‘Story of the Century.’
Spoilers: None. It’s just speculation about the hand touching in the trailer and what it could mean for Clois.
Disclaimer: DC Comics/Warner Bros. Entertainment owns these characters. This is strictly for my own amusement.
Author's Notes: This story would not leave me alone. It felt incomplete, so my Muse said finish it already. Ok, what is Lois going to do about Kal-El? What is she going to do about Clark? Awww, the ultimate Clois question just never ends, does it? Please read and review. Thank you! :D
x-posted: (FFN); (AO3)
Previously:
( Chapter 1)
Chapter 2: Not Alone
The Daily Planet bullpen, a week later:
"Lois, don't you think it's time to remove that tree? Christmas is over," Clark asked his partner. After staring at it for a week, it was time to let it go.
Lois gave him the stink eye but didn't reply. She loved her tree, but letting it go meant that she had given up on Kal-El. He hadn't called or returned to the rooftop. She had gone up there every day for a week, but he hadn't come back. She had decided not to voice her suspicions about Clark. It was the hardest decision she had ever made, but it had been the right thing to do, plus she could be wrong about him. Maybe they just looked alike, she thought.
Clark sensed her sadness, so he tried to make her feel better. "What's so special about this tree?"
She stiffened her shoulders. He was right. It was time to let it go. "It's just a tree," she replied. She stood up, removed the crystal, put it inside her desk drawer, removed the tree from her desktop, took it to a large trash can by the copier and dumped it.
Clark watched her with a sad expression. He hated doing this, but it was for the best and after their meeting on the rooftop, he had talked himself out of seeing her again as Kal-El. It was the hardest decision he had ever made, but it had been the right thing to do. After she sat back down, he changed the subject. "What's on the agenda for the day?"
"There's only one story in town and he's not talking," Lois replied as she thought about him. Shaking her head to clear it, she hadn't truly given up on him. She continued composing questions for Kal-El and their official interview, whenever that may happen. "So, as long as we're working together as partners …" She began.
"Wait partners? After our first meeting, I got the impression you wanted me to stay out of your way. What changed?"
Lois sighed and turned to face him. "I'll admit I can be a bit over-protective as far as my job is concerned, but I think we work well together as long as you remember that I'm the boss. I have a lot more experience than you and you should follow my lead."
He frowned. "That doesn't sound like a partnership."
"Take it or leave it Kent."
He thought about it for a minute. "I'll take it."
Inwardly smiling, she got back to her questions. "Smart move, Kent."
"Lane, Kent, get in here!" Perry hollered to his new reporting team.
"Yeah, Chief?" Lois asked as she and Clark entered Perry's office.
"Look, as you both know, it's been over a week since 'the flying man' debuted, but no one has gotten an interview from him."
"He's not talking to anyone, Chief," Clark said as he glanced at Lois. Her lips had thinned, but it didn't stop her eyes from blinking several times. Was that a tear? He wondered. His question was answered when she wiped the corner of her eye. He felt horrible.
"We need to know more about him, and I've wanted to do it for a while now and I think the time is right."
"And what's that Mr. White?" Clark asked, worried what Perry had on his mind.
"How would you two like to go on a trip … together?"
Lois stiffened as her mind began to run in circles. Being alone with him as Clark would be far too much of a temptation not to tell him her suspicions. Could she keep him at arms-length? Can she continue to keep her mouth shut and not confront him about his dual identity? She had no answers.
"I don't know about that," Clark muttered, wondering if he could rescue people with Lois hovering around him. "I haven't been here long and …"
Lois was not deterred. "Kent, what is your problem? It's your job. Where are we going Chief?"
"Smallville, Kansas!" He announced with a flourish.
Clark inwardly groaned but he wasn't surprised.
"You're making that name up. There is no such place," Lois muttered.
"Of course there is," Perry said. "Look, come over here. Look at this. "Perry pulled up video footage of an alien ship and it had landed it Smallville. "Why did it land there? What was it after?"
"Those are all good questions, Mr. White, but I'm sure the Army has that place secure and we probably won't find out anything. I think it's a waste of time," Clark said, hoping to stop this assignment before it got started.
Perry became thoughtful as he stroked his chin. "You may have a point."
"No, Chief, I think you may have something there, and with a bit of snooping, we may be able to find out more about that ship and why it landed in … Smallville," Lois said and shook her head again at the name.
"I agree Lois, and once we find out more about it, then we can find out more about … the flying man," Perry wholeheartedly agreed.
"The flying man? Is that what everyone is calling him?" Lois asked, thinking that he needed a much better name for someone so regal, honest, wonderful and gorgeous. She was still in awe of him even though he had stood her up.
Clark snapped his fingers in front of her face. "Lois, where did you go just then?"
"Oh, nowhere," she replied distracted. "Ok Chief, when do we leave?"
"Yesterday," he replied.
~o~o~
A day later in Smallville:
"Here we are," Clark reluctantly announced as he pulled their bags from the rental car and entered the only hotel in town.
"A one hotel town and one horse too, probably," Lois muttered. "I can't believe this."
"Well, you insisted on coming," Clark also muttered and looked around. His glasses were firmly on his face. He pushed them up his nose.
"May I help you?" The hotel clerk asked politely then he frowned as he looked at Clark.
"Yes, we have a several reservations. Clark Kent and Lois Lane, and that's two rooms," Clark told the hotel clerk. He knew his name of course.
"Yes, I see it. Please sign here and here are your keys."
"Thank you," Clark said and grinned thankful to him for being discreet.
Lois caught their looks but didn't say anything. In the elevator, Lois watched him for a moment. "What was that look you gave the hotel clerk? Don't get any ideas Kent."
Clark was shocked. "Lois, I … I don't know what you mean."
Oh, he's good, with that innocent act, Lois thought. "No hanky-panky, got it?"
"What, you're kidding right? Lois, we just met. I don't even know you," he sputtered.
"Uh, huh, just keep your distance," she said but inside she was itching to remove those glasses and throw herself at him.
Clark just shook his head at her. Inside his mind though, he was finding it hard not to use his x-ray vision and check her out. What is wrong with me? He would never do that. He hadn't done that since he was a teenager.
Once inside her room, Lois stared at the huge bed then suddenly she felt a warm breath from behind her. It was him. "Umm, you can put the luggage over there. I'll unpack later. We should head out and check out Perry's sources. He said they were just outside of town." Lois was rambling.
He could hear her heart beat double time. His heart had to race to catch up with her. He closed his eyes and tried to steady his breathing. "Sure, I'll … ummm … see you downstairs."
The heat was gone and Lois closed her eyes. The door closed and she released a breath she didn't realize she was holding. She collapsed onto the bed and fanned her face. She knew it was red hot.
Clark was watching her from outside her door. This charade can't go on much longer. He had to steer her away from his home. He was tempted to tell her everything. He trusted her more than he had ever trusted anyone. Their time on the rooftop kept replaying in his mind, but instead of him flying away, she was with him in the sky kissing him and telling him how much she believed in him and what he stood for. Clark had to close his eyes again, but when he opened them, Lois had removed her blouse and skirt. She then opened her luggage and pulled out a pair of slacks and a sweater.
Shutting his eyes tightly, he picked up his bag and headed to his room. Walking over to the window, he had to smile. He was home. He hadn't been here in a while. He had visited his Mom on Christmas Eve, but being in town, well, he had to keep up his disguise because of the notoriety. He was all over the news. That was all he needed for someone to walk up to him and say, 'Clark Kent, you were great,' or 'CK, it's good to see you, and good job, by the way.'
He groaned to himself. He dropped his bags and headed downstairs. A few minutes later, Lois came down the stairs. He was wearing his jeans and plaid with a light jacket. It was the middle of winter and Lois of course was bundled up with a parka with gloves and a hat. He smiled. "Ready?"
It was a smile Lois remembered from the rooftop and in jail. "I'm ready," she said and tried not to return his smile. Their 'moment' in her room played out in her mind. She desperately wanted to think of something else besides the fact he was 'the flying man' but this was harder than she thought it would be. Of course, it was fun to push his buttons and let him wonder if she had recognized him, but now, she wanted him to know that he could trust her with his secret.
~o~o~
On the outskirts of Smallville, not far from the Kent farm:
"This truly is beautiful country," she said and looked out the car window, hoping he would open up.
"It is, isn't it," he whispered without thinking. He did it again, opening himself up to her.
She watched him fidget and grip the steering wheel. "You've been here before, haven't you? I can tell."
"Yes, there … ummm … were a few people I met in college who lived here and I have visited here in the past, but that was a long time ago."
"I see, so where did you grow up Clark?"
"Not far from here," he replied which wasn't a total lie.
"And where's that?"
"What is this, twenty questions?"
"No, just trying to get to know you."
Before he could think of a way to get her mind off of him, a roadblock appeared. He sighed. "Well, this could be a problem." The military was blocking their entrance to the area. His home was a few miles down the road. His mother had been moved to a friend's house for the time being. Martha had to spend Christmas there instead of her own home.
Clark stopped the car. A soldier approached them. "Turn around. This area is restricted."
Lois held up her press badge. "We want answers. What is the military hiding and how long are you going to be here?"
"Head back to town, Miss. The sheriff can answer all your questions. Now, move along," the officer commanded.
"Thank you, officer," Clark said and turned the car around.
Lois looked around. "Turn down that road, Clark, that one right over there."
"Now, Lois, what are you thinking?"
"There must be another way to get the answers that we need. The sheriff won't know what's going on. I'm sure he's as much in the dark as we are. The public deserves to know what happened. That maniac almost destroyed the entire city."
"I know that, Lois, but what if we get caught?" He let that hang in the air.
"Don't worry; I can talk my way out of anything."
Clark didn't comment, but she did have a point.
~o~o~
A few minutes later, while snooping through a wooded area:
Suddenly, and inexplicably, Clark began to feel weak. Oh, no, not that and not now, he thought. "Lois … ummm … we should … turn around."
"But why, I see a tent and …" She turned to him. "You don't look so good. What's wrong with you?"
"We have to … go back." But just as he was about to turn and leave, he collapsed.
She smoothed his hair from his forehead. "Clark, Clark, wake up?"
Two military officers with guns drawn approached them. "This is a restricted area."
"We were taking a walk, but then he collapsed. He's obviously not feeling well. Please help me move him to our car. He needs to see a doctor and quickly."
They glanced at each other. "What's wrong with him?"
"I don't know; maybe too many tacos?" Lois was making fun, but they were serious.
"Come with us," the officer commanded.
"Why should we? We haven't done anything wrong." She touched his forehead again. "He has a fever. He may be contagious."
That gave them second thoughts. "Alright, we'll help you move him, but don't come back here again."
"Of course and thank you." Lois had dodged a bullet.
Once they had driven a mile down the road, Clark awakened. "What happened?"
"You fainted. Are you Ok? I had to talk fast. The military wanted to take us with them."
"Thank you, Lois. That would not have been a good thing for me … and you know why." He had to tell her. It was eating him up inside. He trusted her, he really did and couldn't explain why, but it was there between them waiting for them to acknowledge it.
"What do you mean, Clark?"
"Pull over," he said.
"But there's nothing out here just a fence and …"
"Just pull over, Lois," he told her again.
"Ok," she whispered, but then her heart began to pound. Was she ready to hear the truth? She thought that she was but now she was having second thoughts.
"What are you thinking? I can see the wheels turning in your head."
She slowly turned to face him. "I'm scared." Lois was terrified of the things he made her feel.
"Lois, there's nothing to be afraid of."
"Oh, I didn't mean you, it's just …" She hesitated. "I like you."
He smiled. "I like you too."
She shook her head as she stared at him. "How is this even possible?"
"I have no idea, but ever since we met, it's like … I don't know what it's like, because I've never felt this way about anyone." Clark slowly reached out his hand to her and she took it. He squeezed her hand.
"I felt it … did you?" Lois hopefully asked.
"Yes, I felt it too."
This was it. "It's you, isn't it?" Lois asked and tried to smile.
He removed his glasses. "It's me, Lois," he admitted it.
She squeezed his hand. "We need to talk."
~o~o~
Lois' hotel room, a little while later:
Lois was fidgeting and nervous which was not like her at all. He was standing on the other side of the room, but he may as well be right behind her. She closed her eyes and tried to steady her breathing.
"Lois?"
She jumped out of her skin as she turned from the window. "Yes, what is it?"
"It's obvious we didn't come up here to talk." He surprised himself with his boldness.
Her heart was beating triple time, but she managed to speak. "Clark?"
He grinned as he walked toward her. "Yes, Lois?" His eyes roamed over her body and Lois gasped at his look.
She watched him come closer as her eyes roamed over his handsome face admiring him, but she found the strength to slow things down. "We really do need … to talk."
When he was around her, being this close to her, his mind was a total blank but one thing pushed his way to forefront of his mind. "We will talk … later, much later." He touched her cheek, then his hand moved to the back of her neck, then he pulled her to him, and kissed her slanting his mouth against hers. They both groaned as his mouth slanted to gain access. She opened to him freely.
A few minutes of hungry kisses and sweet caresses, Lois managed to speak again. "I … still … can't … believe … this is happening."
"Believe it … I do."
She pulled back and smiled then she surprised herself by saying. "I do too."
He picked her up then and laid her down. Soon, they were both naked and in each other's arms. The instant their bodies touched hip to thigh, they both sighed, the feeling indescribable.
"Lois, I have to tell you something," he whispered in her ear then he kissed her throat.
She leaned back to give him better access. "What is it, Clark?"
"I've never done … this before."
That got her attention as she pushed him away a little. "What!?" She couldn't believe it. "You're joking."
He shook his head. "No, I'm not."
She looked him over, still not believing it. "But, look at yourself."
"You have to understand. I never thought I would find … the one, the one person who would make me feel as if I belonged here, but you do Lois. I know this from the depths of my heart." He shook his head at a loss. "I can't explain it."
She raised his chin. "You really are something else, but maybe we should back up and think about this."
He sighed, pulled away from her, which was the hardest thing he had ever done. He sat up against the headboard and decided to tell her about his life. "I was three years old when I arrived here." He then told her everything, including the reason why he had fainted in the woods. A little while later, after he had stopped speaking, Lois leaned over him and laid her head on his chest then her arms went around him. "Don't say anymore."
He pulled her closer, stroked and kissed her hair. "I know you feel it, don't you?" He had to know.
She closed her eyes as a stray tear fell from her eye to land on his chest. She couldn't deny it. She leaned up to look into his eyes. "I do feel it."
He smoothed her hair away from her face, wiped a stray tear as he did so, then he leaned down to kiss her senseless. Lois was lost but she couldn't help thinking, for someone who hasn't done it before, he sure does know how to kiss.
"Oh, Kal-El," Lois murmured as she pulled him closer.
In between kisses, he whispered, "Call me Clark."
She smiled between kisses. "Well, Clark … stop talking."
He did as she asked and then he was on top of her, kissing and caressing down her beautiful body. She was lovely, so soft and warm. Her breasts were just the right size as he squeezed them close together and then his mouth was all over both nipples pulling and sucking to his heart's content.
"Oh, my," Lois murmured as her back arched loving the feel of his hands and lips on her breasts. She still couldn't believe this was his first time. "Where did you … learn to do … that?"
He lifted his head with a devilish smile. "Books, movies, the Internet!"
Lois' eyes widened but she had to smile as head fell back onto the pillow. She covered her mouth to hold in a laugh.
Clark had to smile as well. Actually, his Mom set him straight about a lot of things. "So sweet," he whispered and went even lower, down her smooth stomach then down her thighs. He kissed her entire body. She tasted so good, like heaven. He was in heaven. There was heaven on Earth. He was convinced of this.
"Oh, Clark," Lois whispered. She wasn't laughing anymore. He went on as if he wasn't ever going to stop. Lois was so on fire. She wanted him to stop his foreplay, but she didn't want him to stop. She was going crazy. "NOW?!" She nearly screamed. She couldn't take it anymore.
"As you wish," he whispered as he kissed his way back up her body. His mouth covered hers fully and then he was inside of her. They both had their eyes open at that moment and then the truth made itself known. It was like coming home; their souls were one at last.
They both closed their eyes and let it happen. She pulled him closer, lifted her legs to pull him closer. "Yes, that's it, yes…!" Lois instructed as he followed her lead.
"Right there?!"
"Oh, yes, that's it, now, yes, yes …" Lois was losing it. She was coming.
Clark felt it, knew it was happening, as he closed his eyes and pumped a little faster and then he buried his face in her neck and then it happened. Lois came with a shout and shivers up her spine and he was coming as his life's blood flooded her womb. It was incredible, amazing, life affirming and so right. He felt blessed to have found her. He reached beside the bed for a towel and cleaned them up a bit.
"You are sweet, thank you, Clark." She went back into his arms, holding him close.
"Are you alright?" He paused. "Lois, I …"
She touched his lips to stop him from speaking. "Shush, don't say anything."
"I wasn't going to say …" He hesitated.
"I know you weren't, but let's enjoy this for a while, but Perry still needs a story and we have to tell him something."
"Lois, you have a story … me."
She leaned up on her elbow. "No, there's more here, Clark. Why does the military have green kryptonite?" Then she thought about it. "They want to keep you in line or they want to hurt you, don't they?" The thought terrified her.
"Lois, I think they're worried about another invasion or maybe they still fear me. Who knows why, but it won't stop me from doing what I have to do … save people."
He constantly amazed her. "You truly are something, but I suppose you're right."
"You know I am," he said and then he listened to the outside world for a moment. It was always so quiet there in Smallville. He reached out his hearing and of course, there were a few sirens but nothing major. "We have a few minutes and then we should talk to the sheriff. She's a friend and she may know more about this than we give her credit for."
"If you say so," Lois muttered still feeling discouraged about their story.
He raised her chin and kissed her sweetly. Lois kissed him back for a moment. "What was that for?" She asked.
"Just because …"
"Best reason ever," she said and smiled.
He smiled in return. "Let's go … partner."
TBC?!
~o~o~
A/N: I loved writing this and yes, a few snippets of the earlier series showed up in here, but I loved that episode of Lois visiting Smallville. They were truly drawn to each other and only after a few weeks. I loved that about the show. I really have no idea how Clois will come together in MOS, but I'm hoping it doesn't take picture after picture! *pulls hair out at the thought* Thank you for reading. Reviews are love.