Hey guys!

I've decided to start a new story, and this idea was been bugging me since march… And it never left, it only got bigger and bigger as the days went by so… I'm making it a story, and by posting it now, it gives me the motivation to pursue it more seriously.

This fic is an AU, and I'm setting it in dark (not sad, gruesome or extremely violent) and raw tones (you'll notice it by the vocabulary and how the characters interacts with each other). This story will revolve around high emotions, sexual explorations, physical sensations and personal growth. The rating will go up accordingly to the chapters, so it will be updated as the chapters are posted.

As I said, this is an AU and the details will be posted in the chapters, but if you feel confused or have any questions, do not hesitate to ask. I'll try my best to correct any confusion.

So because it's an AU, many things from the Smallville universe have changed, obviously, lol. Lois and Chloe are following the same path of Journalism, except that Lois is higher up (as you will see in the story), but Clark is… Not Clark… (you'll have to wait, but I'm pretty much clueing you in) and you'll see a few characters on his side of the family (biological), so hopefully that will be fun to write and read.

Do not fear! I'm not dropping 'The Haze'. I love that story to death, but I've been seriously lacking in the inspirational department lately, and this new fic gives me the opportunity to explore that dark and naughty side inside my mind that I don't get to use much with 'The Haze'. Where 'The Haze' is light, sweet and emotional, this one is dark, hard and physical. I'll try my best to update both stories as much as possible and be fair to both fics. Let's just hope that everything goes well.

So, enjoy!

The Dark Dalliance

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Dark: hard to understand; obscure, hidden; secret.

Dalliance: amorous toying; flirtation; love affair.

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Chapter One - The Alpha

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1. the first; beginning.

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Her heart was pounding against her chest, and with each beat, it prolonged a timeless sense of panic straight through her veins. Her breath hitched higher and she forced the air to still in her throat. The pressure that was forming itself inside her chest made the sensation of fear rise as she tried to amplify the capacity of her hearing. No sound resonated between the solid walls, not even an echo reached her ears, and there wasn't any physical indication that someone was looming closely towards her.

Cautiously, Lois took a few steps through the darkened corridor, forcing down the anxiety that was rising inside her throat and desperately trying to hush the dangerous warning of foreboding that rippled through her mind, alarming her on every conscious ground possible.

She could still feel it, a presence, itching closer to her.

She wasn't alone.

Lois's body froze, halting her in mid-stride, and her eyes drifted shut as the irrational thought intensified the warning… She could feel it grasping her senses in a suffocating grip, pulling her mind in a frenzied panic. She inhaled deeply, willing her heartbeat to calm down, it was beating so desperately loud that she suddenly feared that whatever was out there would be able to found her only by the frantic sound of her pulse.

Her eyes snapped open and her mind screamed.

She could feel the presence rising powerfully behind her and a sudden tremor raped her skin, covering it in goose bumps under the high intensity of the stranger's existence.

Still, her body stayed frozen under the dark surprise, and it was too late.

A large hand closed over her mouth, stifling her cries and forcing her breathing to become nothing more than hectic pants. Lois felt a massive arm coming down to encircle her waist and he crushed her arms against her torso under his harsh grip. Her legs kicked as she felt herself being lift up from the floor, her back flattening over a wide, hard, chest and her hands flew upwards, desperately trying to grasp onto anything in order to free herself from the stranger's hold. Her eyes caught a glimpse of a doorway as she felt him move backwards in large, uneven strides until he pulled them inside a dark office and slammed the door shut behind him with his back. Her mind was reeling, confused and lost, as the motions that her body had just gone through had proven to be too fast for her mind to grasp any reality behind it. What the hell just happened?

Her gaze slide across the blackened room, the absence of light and the lack of familiarity made her drowned further into her state of panic. She needed to calm down. Now.

Everything was dark, silent and motionless, but so fearfully calm.

Under the distressed beat of her pulse and the tightening sensation in her chest, Lois forced her mind to concentrate on her breathing, exhaling and inhaling, as she desperately tried to calm a part of herself. She parted her lips, ready to scream under the pervasive feeling of panic, but the grip he held over her jaw tightened, cutting off any noise she was about to express.

She felt the man's breath slide against her ear, instantly forcing her body to stiffen against his in a drastic attempt to protect herself and making her blood run cold, pushing an icy sensation along her veins, "Don't even think about it." He was whispering, his voice hinting dangerously low.

His words alone forced a feeling of fury to take over her mind, replacing the fear with a vivid determination, and, impulsively, Lois bit down on the hand holding her silent.

Nothing.

The man didn't scream, he didn't jump back and he didn't try to pull away… He didn't even seem to flinch.

She felt his lips grazing the sensitive skin of her ear, and the warmth of his breath against her lobe crashed vividly with the frozen shivers that coursed through her body at his proximity, "Stop it." Again, the voice was low, chilling the rapid pacing of her pulse.

The echo of heavy footsteps suddenly reached her ears, sounding immensely reassuring for the confined state of her mind.

Wait… a guard? Then why the hell were they hiding in here?

Her breathing finally slowed down until it fell into a familiar pattern, her lungs clearly exhausted from the overdrive that they had been forced into upon feeling the intensity of her panic. But her heart kept beating wildly inside her chest, still confused, still outraged and still a little bit too scared.

She'd been caught, her mind crashed into the sudden wave of weakness that rose inside her throat. She hadn't even heard this guy coming up, this was usual and frightfully odd for someone within her capacities. How the hell had he managed to sneak up on her?

The somewhat reassuring footsteps soon faded away, but Lois was still being held a few inches above the ground, pinned down against the man's chest. She squirmed in his grasp, but it only earned her a sharp hushing sound in her ear. From under his hold, she started to feel her arms becoming painfully numb, and she couldn't help but let a groan escape throughout the hand he still held against her mouth.

The man seemed to have caught it, and she felt him sigh lightly against her neck and lessen his hold, letting her body slide down the hard wall of his chest until her feet hit the ground. Instinctively, Lois's arms flew up to strike him, but he was faster than her. His hand left her mouth, only so he could slip both his arms in front of hers, locking them behind her back and pulling her flushed against him again with a sharp tug. She felt her palms brush up against the material of his shirt and her fingertips grazed the cooling metal of his belt buckle. Lois growled warningly when she felt her buttocks pressing up against his pelvis. Bastard.

"Let me go!" she spoke through clenched teeth and her arms struggled to undo the hold he had over her, as she felt the fast pacing of her anger reach her mind.

This time she felt his lips burning her ear as they came down, crashing against her lobe, while his teeth grazed her skin as he spoke, "If you don't shut up, they'll find us. And I think the last thing we need right now is to get caught!"

She swallowed unevenly as she felt his warm breath escape from his parted lips and the tip of his nose trailing over the arch of her neck before his face backed away from her completely, "You're not a guard?"

She heard him growled from above her as one of his hands came to rest against the back of her neck and his fingers gripped her hair tightly under his growing frustration, "No. Now, would you shut up." And he pulled her head back, forcing the meaning of his words to fully enter her mind.

Lois's jaw tightened as she felt her rage rapidly expanding across her chest, searing her senses into defense. In a swift and hard movement, she dug her heel into one of his feet, with every intention of hurting him. But again… He never flinched, instead his lips returned to her ear and he stiffened his arms around hers, forcing her back to arch against his strong chest and her neck to curve into his broad shoulder, "Don't bother, I'm invulnerable."

Her blood froze. Oh my god. He was one of them.

Her thoughts were quickly pulled away from him as the sound of rushing footsteps reached her ears again, and she felt her chest tightened, they could only be the guards, and they where heading towards them.

"Check all the doors!" The voice of a, slightly out of breath, man reached inside the dark office in warning.

She heard the stranger curse in her hair and before her mind could comprehend any escape, she felt his hold leave her entirely, if only for the fraction of a second before she felt him pick her up again. A strong arm came down to grasp the back of her knees while the other curved over her back as he pulled her off the ground and into his chest, his gestures proven to be a little too protective. Instinctively, her hands flew up to grip the collar of his leather jacket for any kind of stability he could offer her.

Lois's eyes quickly drifted shut as she felt him move backwards with so much strength and so much speed that her mind could barely clung to the reality of the moment. Through the impact and the noise, she felt his body collide with the door, forcing it open, and instantly, she heard voices rise alarmingly around her as the guards had only caught a glimpse of them.

His next move terrified her as she finally realized that he never stopped pulling his body backwards. She bit down on her lower lip, swallowing the strangled cry that was about to escape her as the threatening sound of glass shattering completely filled her sense of hearing, it was the only thing resounding inside her mind. She felt the sharp edges of the glass slip pass her face, but she never felt the pain of it grazing her skin.

Reality strangely sneaked into her senses, filling her mind with frightening details that she wished hadn't entered her awareness. He had jumped out of the window… And they had been on the 24th floor.

So they fell, surrounded by the glistening pieces of the broken glass and through the deafening silence of the night as their bodies yield into submission under the laws of gravity.

The air stopped in her throat, never to reach her chest to become a necessity, and it left her gasping, struggling to breathe as she felt her body surrendering to the feeling of vertigo that invaded her mind and reached for her senses with a devoted persistence. Although the night's events had taken an eerie turn, she couldn't help but find an immense sense of reassurance in that fact that he was the one holding her firmly against him as they kept falling rapidly towards the ground.

Abruptly, she felt a powerful shudder go through his body, echoing into her own, and his hands tightened around her frame as he pulled her deeper into his chest. It had been the only indication that made her realize that they had finally stopped falling and that they had landed a little too forcefully against the ground. Carefully, her eyes fluttered opened and she felt her chest constrict itself under the absence of oxygen, her breath was still lingering mid-way inside her throat. Her pulse had heightened to a dramatic velocity and she still couldn't find the will to breathe properly. Still, her eyes surveyed her surroundings quickly, noticing the building standing so tall before them and the broken concrete under his feet, the only evidence of the impact from their downfall.

Lois willingly closed her eyes as she felt the air finally reach deeply inside her chest, reassuring her senses that she still had the capacity to breath. But her senses were quick to regain their panicked state as everything around her vividly morphed into an unknown scenery, destabilizing the strength of her core and forcing another fearful feeling to irrupt inside her mind. Everything turned into a blur of darkness and the only sound or sensation that invaded her senses was the violent rushing winds that insisted to surround them of their sharpness.

Once more, he came to a staggering stop and the only indication she received was the sudden change in the winds. Now, it blew lightly across her face, reaching for her skin as if it was trying to teach her how to breathe again. She felt the stranger lower her and her feet reached the ground faster than she would have wished. Under the shock, she faltered against him and her lungs reached out into the night to draw in a long breath as she tried to regain her balance against him, her fingers still curled into his leather jacket, unable to let go. She felt his hands coming down to grip her hips firmly as he tried to stabilize her against him, forbidding her body to give out under the pressure of the many uncertainties between them.

Her awareness quickly caught on to the reality, and Lois couldn't help but feel flustered over the sudden events. She breathed in deeply, desperately trying to regain any sense of calm she could grasp. Tentatively, her gaze trailed over the stranger, obvious that her curiosity had caught up with her mind quicker than any common sense could.

Black boots, dark blue jeans, black cotton t-shirt, black leather coat… and then his face. Her eyes lingered over the sharpness of his features, a look of surprise quietly making its way present in her gaze. He couldn't have been much older then her; a handsome face, a masculine square jaw, unruly black hair and a pair of piercing blue eyes started back at her, seemingly holding a great interest into her appearance as well.

She breathed in forcefully, still trying to regain a vital control over her mind, but his scent instantly got caught in her awareness; masculinity, warmth, and leather… It made her almost painfully aware of how close they truly were from one another. The realization immediately made Lois stepped out of his grasp, brushing his arms off her, and she turned around to view her surroundings, desperate for a distraction.

They were in Metropolis Park. Stunned, her gaze slid back to him, they were at least twenty miles away from were they had previously been.

"Where do you live?" his voice came out solid, almost tipping into the verge of coldness.

Incredulously, she gaped back at him, "What the hell did you do?"

The man sighed and afforded her an irritating glare, "I saved that pretty little ass of yours, you tipped off a silent alarm. You almost got us caught!"

Again, her eyes surveyed her surroundings, that wasn't exactly what she had wanted to hear.

He groaned and took a few steps towards her, trying to regain her attention, "Where do you live?" he repeated as he let his hard gaze travel down her body, and Lois couldn't help but try to suppress the shiver that shoot through her spine.

Who did he think he was?

"I'm not gonna tell you." her gaze matched his before she walked passed him, heading towards the exit of the park. She needed to call a cab…

She felt him follow her, falling behind in her steps and forcing an uneasy feeling to creep inside her chest, "I'll take you home." His voice had never exceeded the irritated tone, and it clearly took that little to aggravate her as well.

"Yeah… I don't think so." She threw back at him, her legs parting in long strides on the soft grass.

Still, she could feel him behind her, "I'm not going to hurt you." He replied, his voice still bearing the undertones of his annoyance.

Lois rolled her eyes, "I prefer walking!" What was he trying to do?

A violent gust of wind blew against her neck, chilling a part of her to a stop, and he stood in front of her so suddenly that she almost collided into his chest. She was forced to take a step back as she felt his height dominating her.

"It's nearly three in the morning, and you're going to walk home?" He looked back at her skeptically.

She wanted to growl at his tone, he seemed to be as annoyed with her presence as she was with him. Again, she stepped to his side, "I'm considering that my odds are better with the streets than with you."

The rushing wind made her froze again and he returned in front of her, effectively blocking her gateway, "If I'd want to hurt you, I would have already done it." He angled his face closely to hers and she noticed with a pang of fright that his blue eyes had hardened at her stubbornness. Somehow, what he had said didn't let her fear slip away. "I got you here, at least let me take you home."

Lois rolled her eyes, clearly showing off an image of her irritation, and silently informing him that she wasn't going to let him intimidate her, and that, in any way he could possibly imagine, "No, I'm good." she snickered in his face and moved to his side again in another attempt to leave.

Another violent wind breezed against her neck, and even through it had happened a few times before, she couldn't stop her body from freezing under the foreign feeling that crept inside her stomach. As he stood in front of her, her eyes slid across his features as she noticed his lips parting again, but he didn't even utter a word, instead his eyes locked on to a certain point above her own gaze.

Wordlessly, he dared to reach a hand up towards her forehead, and she felt his thumb brushing against her skin. Her eyes trailed over his features, as a look of pure fascination crossed his face. He brought his thumb back in between their bodies and she noticed an intense substance gleaming across his skin. It was her blood… she had been cut, and she hadn't even felt the pain of her wound.

Her eyes traveled up from his hand to his face, he looked mesmerize by the sudden weakness he saw and his total demeanor changed. His confidence had shimmered down to make him appear as even-tempered as she could have been, and his features softened as he was faced with the fragility she presented him with.

His voice broke her train of thought and he instantly regained her attention, "Where do you live?" he repeated, again, but his voice was marked, as if an emotion was filtering through his tone.

And it completely threw her off, "It's fine… I'm…" She trailed off when she noticed him scolding at her, and she couldn't help but think that it was probably because of her stubbornness again.

With a swiftness that she still couldn't comprehend, she felt his strong arms circle her lower body and a massive limb pressing firmly into her stomach.

He had hauled her over his shoulder! Who the hell did he think he is?

Lois opened her mouth, ready to protest fiercely against the primitive way of his action, and her fists instantly came down to hit his back. Unfortunately, the violent winds came rushing back, forcing her body into a state of breathless shock. Barely a few seconds had past before they came to an abrupt halt. Her fingers had twisted painfully into the dark leather of his jacket and she was gasping to breath as the blood rushed to her head, making her ache under all the pressure and sudden twists the night had taken.

She felt his hands trailing up against her thighs, then over her buttocks as they came to grasp her hips, his fingers digging into her jeans. He bent forward to let her body slide down closely against him, making her hips graze his dangerously and forcing her chest into his own, stronger one, until her feet reached the ground. Lois inhaled a panted breath and she felt her cheeks flush under the intimate contact he had forced between them.

His hands still gripped her around her hips as he balanced her body against his and their chest rose against each other as they inhaled closely together. She could only stand there in frozen surprise as he lowered his head towards her face, his lips suspended over hers, and his piercing blue eyes holding her gaze, "You're welcome."

And in another rush of wind he was gone, leaving her breathless to stare up at her apartment complex.

Yeah, I know there aren't many details about what is going on in the first chapter, but the second one will give you more the premise of the story. I just had to make them meet!

Well, I hope you guys liked it, I hope that it gives you the feeling to want more and I hope that the writing felt 'real'.

I also posted it, because I wanted to know if this might me worth pursuing or not. I know that you probably didn't get much from the first chapter, but hopefully you get an idea of what kind of story I'm going for. If you guys don't like it or you don't feel the appeal, just say so, and I'll probably drop it completely. So give me your opinion. Thank you!

So that's about it, until next time!