SUMMARY: Someone in the Clark and Lois forum on had suggested the idea of Clark drunk and getting a tattoo. So I thought I'd give it a shot. I posted the first chapter on 6/18/09 and the epilogue on 2/20/10. The morning after a night of heavy drinking, Clark wakes up to find he's in bed with a very naked Lois – along with a tattoo on his arm.

Wastin away again in margaritaville, Searching for my lost shaker of salt, Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, But I know it's nobodys fault…

CHAPTER 1

Clark wakes up with a throbbing headache. So this is what it's like to have a hangover, he groans, holding his head in his hands. I should have never agreed to go out drinking with Lois last night. She was certainly knocking them back too. I wonder if she's feeling just as bad as I do. He groans again; the pounding in his head getting worse. It even hurts when I think. He's about to sit up when he suddenly feels a hand on his shoulder. He slowly turns his head and is stunned to see Lois sleeping right next to him. He abruptly sits up and stares down at her. No – we couldn't have; bolting out of bed. Then he realizes that he's stark naked. Feeling impending dread, he slowly lifts the blanket up and takes a look; only to see Lois's naked body. He staggers back in shock; losing his balance and falling down on the floor with a thud.

The sudden noise wakes her up. "Oh my head," Lois murmurs as she sits up in bed. What the h*** was that? Then she looks over to see Clark still sitting on the floor where he landed. "Okay Smallville," covering herself with the blanket when she realizes she's naked. "What the h*** are you doing in my bedroom naked?"

He gets up and grabs a pillow; holding it in front of his crotch. "It's too late for modesty Clark," she retorts. "I've already had a look at 'Clark Jr.'" she remarks with a smirk on her face.

He frowns at her. "Well I've already had a really nice look at those twins of yours," referring to her breasts. She turns bright red at his remark.

"You didn't answer my question Smallville," trying to get off the subject. "What are you doing in my bedroom stark naked?" she repeats.

"Isn't it obvious Lois? We both had way too many Margaritas at that party you dragged me to last night. Why we're both naked – I haven't a clue." They're both silent for a minute. Then he says, "I hate to admit it – but you are right about something."

She looks at him curiously. Since when does Smallville think I'm right about anything? She says out loud, "Right about what?"

"It is too late for modesty," dropping the pillow and standing in front of her in all his naked glory. She takes a big gulp; her eyes lingering on his very muscular body.

What are you doing Lois? It's Smallville for Pete's sake. She starts to sweat; wiping her forehead. Is it hot in here or is it just me? She wonders.

He notices how she's looking at him. Oh yeah, that really got her good. She's definitely checking me out. She's getting all flushed and she's sweating. I should make a move – just to freak her out. He walks over to the bed and abruptly pulls the blanket off her; revealing her nakedness to him.

She dives after the blanket, but lands on her stomach. "Damn you Smallville!" she yells out at him. "That was a dirty trick," glaring at him.

The throbbing in his head is forgotten as he starts laughing at her. "I only did what you would do in the same situation," smirking at her. "But I have to say that you do have a gorgeous behind Lois," reaching over to smack it.

She grabs his hand as he's pulling it away; pulling it so hard that he falls right on top of her. She rolls him onto his back and straddles him; pinning his arms down. "Who has the upper hand now?" raising one eyebrow at him.

Okay. What do I do now? But more importantly, what is she gonna do now?

They continue to stare at each other; contemplating their next moves. Then Lois notices something on Clark's upper arm. She peers curiously at it; loosening her grip on his arms. He takes advantage of the opportunity and abruptly pushes her off him; rolling on top of her and pinning her arms down. "I think it's safe to say that I have the upper hand now," he retorts.

But he starts to worry when she gives him a mysterious smile and no smart-aleck retort. "What's with the smile Lois?" he asks her in a somewhat nervous voice.

"I just realized that I will have the upper hand for the rest of our lives Smallville," smirking back at him.

"What makes you think that Lois?" his head leaning forward until their noses are nearly touching.

"Oh…I don't know…," she says coyly. "Perhaps the "I Love Lois Forever" tattoo on your upper arm?"

"WHAT?" he exclaims; letting go of her and jumping off the bed to look in the mirror. "S***!" he swears; putting his hands on his hips.

She walks up behind him and puts her arms around his waist. He's startled by her hands caressing her stomach. But the most unsettling thing is that she's even making physical contact; considering the fact that they're both still naked.

She whispers, "I had no idea," purring in his ear. He gulps as her lips touch the back of his neck. "I think it's very sexy."

He turns around to look at her and sees something in her eyes that he's never noticed until now. He sees love. Love for him. I don't believe it. Lois is in love with me. All this time and I never noticed. I was too obsessed with Lana to see what was right in front of me.

He tentatively reaches up to stroke her cheek; her eyes closing as his fingers touch her face. Then slowly his head dips down until their lips touch. Her lips part just wide enough for his tongue to enter her mouth. Their arms come around each other as the kiss deepens.

"Umm," they both sigh as their tongues explore each other's mouths. Before they know it, they're lying back down on the bed with their arms and legs wrapped around each other. They lose all track of time as they continue to kiss. He finally pulls his lips away and looks down at her; a concerned expression on his face.

"What's wrong Clark?" she asks.

"I…uh…think we should ...uh…wait a little while longer before we do what we were just about to do."

She sits up – causing him to sit back on her knees. "Why?"

He hesitates for a moment. "Because I don't want our first time together to happen the morning after a night of drunkenness. I want it to be special – just like you are."

She looks up at him with tears in her eyes. "You really think I'm special?"

"I do," softly kissing her. "I'm sorry I never really realized it until now."

"If you were any other man, I would not be accepting your apology," smiling at him.

He smiles back at her. "I just think we should get to know each other a little better as a couple before we take that step. To be sure of our feelings – that is, if you want us to be a couple?"

She leans forward and kisses him. "Yes – to everything," stroking his cheek. "But there's just one thing that bothers me."

He looks at her curiously. "What is it?"

"Did we have sex last night?"

"I don't know. But let me ask you something. How do you feel?"

"I feel fine. How about you?"

"The same. But that's not what I meant.

"I'm sorry. I don't quite get what you're trying to say."

"How does your…um…I don't know how to put this…uh…" stammering a lot.

"How does my…" her voice trailing off as she finally realizes what he's trying to say. "Oh, I get it!" She looks down at his crotch and takes a really close look. Then she looks up at him and smiles. "I don't think we had sex last night Clark."

"Are you sure Lois?"

"I'm pretty sure. I would definitely remember having sex with you – no matter how many drinks I had," winking at him.

He blushes a little. "I'll take that as a compliment."

"It was a compliment. You are truly 'blessed' Clark," kissing him again.

He blushes again, then gets up from the bed and looks down at her. "How about I make us a nice big breakfast and a pot of coffee? Then we could talk some more."

"I'd like that – but I don't exactly have any food around."

"No problem," he says. "We'll just go back to the farm."

"Okay," she says with a smile.

He gathers up his clothes and gets dressed. "I'll wait in the living room while you change." He walks over to the bedroom door and is about to exit.

"Clark?" calling out to him. He turns around at the sound of her voice.

"Yes Lois?"

"You don't have to leave – you've already seen me naked. There's nothing left to hide," a lilt in her voice.

"Are you sure?" he asks.

"Sure I am. You stay right there. It'll only take me a few minutes." She gets up from bed – and true to her word, she's ready within 5 minutes.

"Let's go," he says; extending his hand to her. She smiles at him; taking his hand as he leads her out the door. They leave the apartment and make their way downstairs; stepping outside into the cool morning air...

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