Saturday morning at the Kent Farm
The gold shine from the morning sun forced its way through the gap in the curtains and straight onto Lois's face. She groaned as she shifted onto her back. 9am. She knew she should get up but the bed was just too good to leave. She stroked the right side of the bed. Cold. Clark must have gotten up ages ago.
'He's such Boy scout' she thought to herself. 'Well, I guess I should get up too then.'
She sat up and shifted herself to the side of the bed. She rubbed her eyes and then ran her hands through her long, brown bed hair. She slips on her robe and her old, tattered, but oh-so comfortable bunny slippers and is about to head downstairs. The bedroom floor is scattered with both hers and Clarks clothing from last night. She bites her bottom lip at the memory of it. "No, none of those thoughts right now. First priority is food!" She scolded herself. Her stomach growled in agreement. She shakes her head to remove the amazing memories plaguing her mind.
Lois allows the sweet smell of pancakes and coffee lead her to the kitchen. She takes the last few steps and can't seem to take her eyes off Clark's large, muscular frame. Suddenly food became an afterthought. She hadn't even noticed the stack of pancakes that sat on the kitchen counter. Her mind was too preoccupied with her farm boy. He was standing at the sink with his back to her. He wore just a plain blue t-shirt and jeans but he still managed to look incredibly sexy. She couldn't help but notice how the muscles in his back and arms flexed when he moved...or the way his butt looked in those jeans...Here come those naughty thoughts again.
"Morning." He scares Lois out of her daydreams. He was now facing her with a sweet smile on his face.
"Morning, Smallville." She replies with a smile and a shake of the head, trying to hide the fact that she was staring. Her cheeks reddening.
'Stop it, Lois! Food first, remember?...then maybe some dessert afterwards...' She nods her head in agreement with herself as she walks over to him. 'Just a quick morning kiss. Only a peck! No more than that or you won't stop yourself'.
Lois walked over to him and ran her hands up his chest to wrap them around his neck while he runs a hand through her hair. They stare into each other's eyes for a moment then he slides his arms around her waist to pull her in closer. He leans down to plant a soft, gentle kiss on her lips... Or at least, that's how it started. Somehow things got way out of hand. At this rate, she was never going to get breakfast.
