Author's Note:No, you're not imagining this. You have seen these before. I figured I would condense all of these into one fic, and add on to them if inspiration struck. If you've read them before, I hope you still enjoy them. If you haven't read them yet, well, I hope that you like it. Thanks!

So this is my first Smallville fic. No flames, please. I thought something was missing from Pandora. This is what I thought should have been said. I hope you all like it!

Disclaimer: Don't own Smallville.

He propped his head up on his elbow as he looked down at her. A soft smile played on his lips as he reached one hand out and brushed the hair back from her face. He ducked down and grazed his lips across hers.

She smiled against his lips. "Are you going to give me a real kiss, or what?"

He smiled and pressed his lips to hers in a deep, passionate kiss. Lois sighed against his mouth as a warm feeling spread in the pit of her stomach. She knew that it was beyond clichéd, but she couldn't believe that she was here, with him.

Clark pulled back much too soon, in Lois's opinion. With his free hand, he cupped Lois's cheek and rubbed the pads of his thumb across the smooth skin. Lois leaned into his touch. It felt so good, having Clark touch her, having him look at her in the way that he was. She didn't want to admit it to herself, but she had wanted Clark to look at her in that way for the longest time.

He only had eyes for her. It had been too long since someone had looked at her like that. Her heart rate picked up, and she was sure that it was going to pound right out of her chest.

Clark's lips tilted upwards. "You okay?" he asked. Lois was just watching him, and, at some point in her study, her heartbeat had picked up.

"I'm fine," Lois quickly assured him. She pulled the sheet closer to her body. The early morning air was cold, and she could feel goose bumps forming on her exposed flesh. Clark slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer. Lois's smile widened and her eyes drifted shut settled into the warmth of his chest.

"I could get used to this," she muttered.

Clark chuckled, a deep rumble in his chest that Lois felt in her back. "I hope so," he said as he pressed his lips to the back of her neck. He heard her gasp, and he couldn't help but smile against her skin. Knowing that he had that kind of effect on her… He trailed his kisses to her shoulder and then back up to her neck, finding her pulse point with his lips. He scraped his teeth against her skin lightly, and she arched against him. He inhaled sharply as his body reacted to her movement.

"Well, it certainly is a good morning," Lois quipped.

Clark shrugged his shoulders and rolled onto his back, taking her with him. She settled herself so her head was lying on his chest. Their legs tangled together, and Clark pulled the sheets back around her body.

"Hey. I'm in a nice, warm bed with the woman that I missed the most. Those are two things that I haven't had in a long time. Especially the woman part."

Lois felt herself smile. God, she couldn't believe that she was such a sap. She tilted her head and looked up at him. Even though they both had been thoroughly sated, lines of worry still creased his face. She reached up and cupped his cheek in one hand.

"I don't know what's going on right now, Clark," Lois said softly.

Clark sighed. "You don't want to know." He recognized the determined look growing in her eyes, and he added, "Trust me, Lois."

Lois paused. She was in a different time, and this certainly wasn't the same Metropolis that she knew—but this was definitely the same Clark. She had no doubt about it. Finally, she nodded her head. She didn't know what they were going to do today; hell, she didn't even know how she was going to get home.

"What are you thinking about?" Clark asked as he trailed his fingers up and down her arm.

Lois sighed. "Nothing. Just… nothing." She tried to empty her mind. She pushed her frantic thoughts to the back of her mind, but it just didn't work. The words were out of her mouth before she even had time to think about it.

"What are we going to do—"

"I love you, Lois."

Well.

That certainly cleared her mind.

She blinked at him. He was watching her intently, waiting for her to say or do something. He didn't look like he was going to take it back, either.

"I… Really?" Lois finally squeaked.

Clark chuckled and smoothed her hair back. "It looks like I finally rendered Lois Lane speechless." He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Yes, really. I love you."

Lois watched him for several long moments. She didn't know what was going on right now. She didn't know where she was—because this certainly wasn't the Metropolis that she knew—and she didn't know what was going to happen tomorrow.

But she did know that she had loved Clark Kent for a long time.

She reached up and laid a kiss on him that left them both breathless. When she pulled away, Clark still had his eyes closed. They were both breathing heavily.

"I love you, too," she said.

Clark's eyes opened; he beamed at her. He took her in his arms and flipped her onto her back. He hovered over her, keeping most of his weight on the hands that he had on either side of her.

"That's good," he said as one hand slipped under the sheets. Lois's breath caught when she realized where it was going.

"Yeah," she said, a little breathlessly. "It is."

And then they kissed.

Author's Note: I hope it wasn't too bad for a fluffy little one-shot. I might actually write a Smallville fic, one day. I hope you all liked it!