Summary: A little peek into my version of a Lois and Clark Bachelor/Bachelorette Party;) This is a 4 part story guys so brace yourselves :P

Author: CloisLover94

Rating: PG-13 (T) For mature content and some language

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Smallville characters, they were created by Miles Miller/ Al Gough, and Superman creators Joe Shuster and Jerry Siegel!

Enjoy;)!

Feather Boa's, Strippers and Poker

PART 1:

She heard the shower turn off across the hall as she began to put on her dress. Lois huffed in frustration as she strained her arms to zip up the back, but couldn't reach it halfway up, "UGH! COMMON!" She groaned. Sighing in frustration she left it alone and went over to the mirror as she straightened out her hair and began to do her makeup. She continued to look at herself in the mirror with a frown when she heard footsteps coming towards the bedroom.

"Did I just hear you have a fit?" She heard a deep voice behind her and turned to see her fiancé in nothing but a towel with water dripping down his body from his tasselled wet hair.

Lois shrugged as she continued to put on her make up with a frown, "I wasn't having a fit Smallville I was just getting... aggravated."

Clark walked over to their bed where his clothes were laid, "About what?"

Irritation grew as she simply shook her head and mumbled, "Nothing"

Furrowing his brows with an amused smile at how angry she looked, Clark watched as she put her makeup down and walked over to the closet. Pulling up a chair she climbed on it as she reached up to the top shelf to get her heels, stretching out her arm. She groaned, "Why the hell did I put those shoes all the way in the back!" While Clark put on his pants he smiled back at her, allowing her to let it all out before she finally told him what was wrong. The moment was bound to come sooner or later. As soon as she caught hold of her shoes, Lois began to lose her balance on the chair as she was about to fall but Clark super sped over to her and caught her before she hit the ground.

Looking up at him, Clark smirked, "Maybe cause you like it when I catch you every time you fall off the chair Lo." He kissed her forehead as she rolled her eyes.

"That's crap." She mumbled as he chuckled while putting her down as she walked past him.

With a sigh, Clark put on his shirt and waited before Lois walked over to him and turned around, "Will you zip me up?" He noticed her zipper halfway up and resisted the urge to pull it down and take it off completely, forgetting about their plans tonight. With much effort, Clark zipped up her dress, trying not to notice her black lace bra, but didn't let go as she was about to walk away, he pulled her back, wrapping his arms securely around her while her back rested against his bare chest. Lois remained silent, pouting her bottom lip, while Clark inhaled her scent. Leaning his head down to lightly brush his lips against her neck he heard her breathing hitch as she relaxed against his touch.

As he lightly kissed her shoulder, while his hands stroked her stomach, he asked gently, "You mind telling me what's gotten you so pissed? I thought you were excited for tonight?"

Lois sighed as she pulled away from him, turning to face him with her hands on her hips, "Well I was excited before I realized that tonight... might be like any other traditional night for the occasion." Clark looked about as clueless as a squirrel which made Lois roll her eyes, "Smallville you're so dense it's unbelievable."

Clark looked insulted, "Hey I'm not dense!"

She tilted her head at him, "Really? How long did it take for you to realize you had feelings for me? And how long did it take for you to realize I felt the same?"

He raised his brow at her, "I could ask the same Ms. Lane... Besides you're being really cryptic. It's not my fault I have no idea what you're talking about."

She tried hiding her smile but failed, "You do realize that the guys will most likely get you a stripper tonight." She went back to looking agitated.

Clark opened his mouth and closed it when he realized that's what she had been worried about all week. The corner of his mouth curved up as he stepped closed towards her, noticing his shirt was unbuttoned; Lois also came closer to button it up for him, "Is that what this is all about?" She didn't answer as she fixed her gaze on his shirt, ignoring his rock hard abs concealed underneath. "Lo-iss..." He said in a gentle tone, lifting her chin up to face him, "I promise you it's not gonna be like that kind of bachelor party, you have nothing to worry about."

She rolled her eyes at him, "Your best friends are former bachelors Clark you really think they're going to miss the opportunity to shred the last bit of farm boy out of you?"

He shook his head at her, "Are you ever gonna let that go?"

Grinning up at him, she straightened out his collar, "Not in this lifetime."

He sighed and held her shoulders, "If anything you'd be more prone to be in that situation... you see me getting all worried about your bachelorette party?"

Lois huffed, "PLEASE Smallville! It's seriously gonna be the least craziest night ever we're just gonna go out for some drinks in the city. Besides, it's not every day you get a lap dance from a stranger and my bet is that the guy's will take advantage of that."

Clark tried to hide his smile, "Alright fine, but even so you don't have to worry about me experiencing a lap dance and a strip tease... I still fantasize about the first time a 'stripper' gave me a show." He winked at her.

She narrowed her eyes at him, "WHICH will still remain between us!"

"Aye Aye sailor." He looked down at her seductively while Lois bit her lip, swaying towards him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He grinned sheepishly as his hands roamed down her waist, "Regardless babe we're only going to be a couple of guys playing poker tonight that's it..." He thought for a moment, "And they're making sure I won't cheat them out of their wallets either."

Lois smirked at that, "Those cheap billionaires can't give the groom-to-be at least a fair chance at winning?" She said in a sarcastic tone.

He chuckled, "The nerve right?" She smiled up at him, but then it fell as she was deep in thought. "Hey look there's gonna be no strippers at this bachelor party... as far as I know, and even if there was Lo you know I only have eyes for one girl. And no stripper's gonna match up to that."

She bit the inside of her cheek, clearly trying to stifle her amusement, she flipped her long curly locks back, "She better not. I raised the bar with my all American colors, it's gonna be tough to beat that." Pursing her lips, she shrugged, "Go have your testosterone fun Smallville but remember-" At that moment, Lois grabbed the collar of his shirt and pull him towards her, crashing her lips against his, melting into a passionate kiss, she slipped her tongue into his mouth as Clark was taken aback, but soon relaxed and brought his arms around his fiancé, grabbing her backside, he roughly pulled her against his pelvis, making them both moan against each other. Feeling satisfied, Lois pulled away, stepping back as she watched Clark still recovering from the kiss, she smirked at him, "You're no longer gonna be a bachelor so whatever you do... Don't think Lois Lane won't find out." Pointing to herself, she continued, "Investigative reporter remember?" She turned around, flipping her hair back as she bent down to put on her heels, "And it better not be Zatanna giving you an encore performance like last time... or I just might have to rip her pretty little face off."

As soon as she stood up straight, she yelped as Clark grabbed hold of her wrist and in one swift movement, turned her around and pulled her to crash against his chest. As she was about to scold him, Clark had his lips against hers to keep her quiet. Lois gasped as he grabbed her thighs and picked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist as he plunged his tongue into her mouth, Lois felt his hands roam up her thighs, as her already short back dress was riding up higher. She moaned in pleasure as she felt his arousal pressing against her. Pulling away for air, Lois leaned her forehead against his as Clark turned around with her still in his arms, and bent down on the bed, laying her on her back while Clark laid on top of her, kissing her collar bone, up to her neck, while Lois closed her eyes, running her fingers through his hair. As soon as his lips approached her ear, Clark whispered, "You were saying?"

Lois took a while to find her voice, as she said in a husky tone, "Oh yeah... what was I saying again?"

Clark grinned into her neck, lifting her legs higher up his torso, "There's nothing to worry about Lo..." He replied in a soft tone, moving the strap of her dress out of the way as he left trails of kisses down her shoulder, kissing her exposed cleavage, while gently pulling her dress down to show newly exposed skin, "But you should know..." He mumbled against her skin, pulling her dress down to expose her stomach, "I don't take it lightly knowing that some greasy guy with a six pack, wearing a man-thong might be feeling up my fiancé."

Lois started breathing heavily and chuckled, throwing her head back against the mattress, "I told you there aren't gonna be any stripper's tonight... just nice girls..." Her voice trailed off as she moaned, "Oh what the hell I'll cancel tonight and we can have our own bachelor party together. Besides, who needs greasy guys in thongs when I can have Superman in one?" She felt him chuckle against her skin while his hands roamed all over her body with her dress bunched up around her waist.

"Exactly... minus the thong." Clark grinned as he came back up and kissed her passionately, taking her wrists in his hands and pinning them above her head, while Cark began to grind against her, making her moan in pleasure. Suddenly, they hear the doorbell ringing like crazy, and voices can be heard from outside. Clark froze and groaned in frustration, burying his face in her chest.

Lois sighed as her eyes widened, "You've got to be kidding me! How long were we foreplaying for?!" Clark raised his head to scowl at her, pushing himself off the bed as the uncontrollable doorbell ringing turned into banging.

"Looks like your 'girls night' is mandatory Lane... They came with a limo and everything." He said as he x-rayed through the walls of their penthouse.

Lois laughed as she pulled her dress back up in place, "Aww Chloe said she has a couple surprises for me." She turned to look at herself in the mirror and her jaw dropped at the sight, she turned to punch him square in the chest, "CLARK KENT! What the hell did you give me a hickey for?!"

Clark smiled sheepishly, "What? If you do spend the night with male strippers I want to make sure they know you're taken." He said winking at her.

Lois was furious, "I can't believe you did this! You cheated Kent we're not in the same playing field I CAN'T GET EVEN WITH YOU! And for the hundredth time there will be NO STRIPPERS at my party!" She narrowed her eyes at him, "Can't say the same for you and you're 'guys night'."

He raised his brow, "And for the hundredth time... there will be no strippers at mine."

She narrowed her eyes at him, and sighed, "So this is payback for getting all worried about tonight?"

Shaking his head, he took her hand in his, twirling her diamond ring around her finger, "No... This is me telling you... there's nothing to worry about... cause I'm yours."

Lois stared back at his baby blues for a while before taking a deep breath, "You're such a sap." With that, she punched him in the arm, "Have fun on your last single guys night... even though most of you aren't single." She winked back at him as he gave her a kiss and she left to go get the door. She stopped abruptly and turned to him, "You coming?" noticing he wasn't following her out the bedroom.

Clark pressed his lips together, "... Gimme a minute." He said in a strained voice.

She raised her brow and looked down as she giggled to herself, "Looks like Clark Jr has some unfinished business" She said while kinking her brow at him, "Consider it payback for giving me this!" She hissed while pointing to the appearing bruise on her neck.

As soon as she opened the door, Chloe along with Diana Prince, Dinah Lance, her sister Lucy and Kara, stood with big grins on their faces, "Happy Bachelorette!" Chloe yelled out, pulling her cousin in for a tight hug.

Rolling her eyes, Lois couldn't help the smile that appeared on her face, "Thanks Chlo... you're uhm... pretty early."

Lucy raised her brow at her, "What are you talking about we said we'd pick you up at 9... It's 8:50."

Lois shook her head, "And there's a lot I could've done in ten minutes."

Dinah chuckled at her, "Come on! Haven't you ever heard of that tradition to wait till the wedding night?"

Chloe stifled a laugh, "Have you met these two? Upholding tradition is never in their agenda. Besides you two will have plenty of time to do that... tomorrow."

Lois raised her brow at the new found information, "Where exactly are we going that's an overnight stay?"

Lucy shook her head, "No questions sis come on now!" She pulled her by the hand and stopped when she saw Clark approaching the door.

"Take care of her tonight girls... Please let my fiancé come back with at least most of her memories of tonight." Lois smirked up at him as he pulled her towards him by the waist.

Kara chuckled, "Don't hold your breath Clark."

The girls all headed towards the elevators down the hall, as Lois and Clark said their goodbyes, "See ya tomorrow Smallville... I left some twenties on the counter, don't spend it all in one-"

"Lois!" Clark cut her off, cupping her face, giving her his irresistibly sexy smile, "Have fun tonight baby."

Lois leaned in to gently kiss him, and sighed, "You too." With that, she left to start her bachelorette party with her girls while Clark finished getting ready to meet up the guys at Oliver's Penthouse.

Star City

As soon as Clark entered, he was greeted by Oliver, Bruce, Bart, A.C, J'onn J'onzz, and Victor. Bruce went up to him and shook his hand, "The man of the hour finally showed up."

Bart chuckled and sped behind Clark, "Yeah where've you been amigo? I got here point 5 seconds ago. You're losing your touch there."

Clark smirked at him, "Nah I just wanted to give you a heads start so you don't feel bad when I take all your money Bart."

All the men in the room were taken aback and amused by Clark's confidence. A.C replied, "Ohhh boy scout's getting cocky. I hope you came prepared to part with your cash C.K, cause this fish is planning on going home a lot richer tonight."

Shaking his head, Clark smirked, "Yeah we'll see."

Oliver approached him and shook his hand, "Second to last night as a single man Clark... getting cold feet yet?"

Clark chuckled, "Not a chance, you do realize how long we've been waiting to finally get married right?"

Oliver grinned and nodded, "Atta boy. These are for you, congratulations." He handed him a case of Cubans to which Clark thanked him for, "Don't think these are all for you eh. I just didn't know the best man had to get a gift so... this is partly a gift for you... and partly a gift for us." He turned to address the guys.

Clark chuckled, "So basically you initially bought these for yourself and planned on using it tonight anyways." Everyone shrugged in agreement of the inevitable to which Clark laughed at, "Well thanks for the gesture... I guess."

Bart clapped his hands and rubbed them together, "Aright now that everyone's here let's play some poker!" All the men nodded as they took their seats at a round table, while they poured themselves some scotch, and beer, and started the game.

J'onn J'onzz took his seat and mentioned, "This is my first time playing so go easy on me."

Victor chuckled, "No problem J'onzz, by the way, how are we gonna make sure Kent here won't cheat?"

Clark scoffed, "Come on guys you know me better than that... I'd never cheat I'm a fair player."

Everyone stared at him for a brief moment before they all said together, "Yeah no we're not falling for that crap Boy Scout." Clark's shoulders slumped as Oliver brought out a small led case.

Clark watched as he opened the case to reveal a blue kryptonite shard and shook his head with a smile, "And you call yourself my best man."

Oliver shrugged, "Hey you said yourself that you're a fair player. This is just insurance; we're betting big here Kent."

Bruce chuckled as he dealt the cards, "Alright, everybody, games 5 card draw, nothing wild, Jacks to open."

Clark nodded, as he lit up a cigar, "Let's play."