The blue and white flannel shirt drifted effortlessly to the ground. To anyone else the sound the shirt made hitting the floor was inaudible, but to Clark Kent, with his heightened senses it was as clear and loud as the moans escaping from behind the lips of both him and his companion. Clark's large, strong hands came to rest on the top button of the girls teal blue blouse, he fumbled numerous times as he attempted to undo the button. Finally after many failed tries he opted to take it off a different way. He gripped the blouse on either side and pulled causing the buttons to pop off and fly aimlessly around the room. He gently pushed the blouse over her small shoulders and parted their lips as he ever so slowly pushed the blouse down her long arms. He watched as the blouse floated to the floor in a bundle behind its owner. His eyes wandered up her newly exposed skin coming to rest as he stared into her glistening hazel eyes. He brought his hand up and gently rubbed her cheek to erase the tear trails.
"Are you sure this is what you want Lois?" he asked bringing hi other hand to her opposite cheek cupping it in his palm and rubbing the moist trails away with his thumb. He quickly realized his efforts were useless, each damp streak he wiped away was quickly replaced by another. Lois slowly leaned her head to the side resting it in Clark's palm. She closed her eyes and breathed in a deep breath.
Lois slowly opened her eyes looking up into the awaiting green orbs of Clark's, "Don't you?"
A smile played on the corners of Clark's lips, "Of course I do Lois."
"Then do it." She whispered as her hands moved down and unbuckled his belt, she began pulling it through the loops.
Clark placed his hands over hers, "Not until I'm sure you want this as much as I do Lois." He gazed into her eyes.
Lois smiled slightly, "I do Clark, I want this just as much as you."
A huge smile spread across Clark's face. He took a few steps forward causing Lois to fumble backwards into the wall. Clark placed his hands on her shoulders and pulled her forward. He slipped his hands gently moving down her body and snaked them behind her and ever so slowly began sliding them up her silky, soft, lightly bronzed back .He slowly brought his lips to her collarbone and began to place hard, quick kisses along her bone. At this point his hands were at her bra strap, he unlatched it and slid the straps down her arms one at a time sucking and nibbling on her shoulder where the straps had rested. Lois moaned and threw her head back, the top of it just grazing the wall. Clark dropped the bra from his hand and the red, lace material fell rather quickly to the ground. He brought his newly freed hand up and entangled it in Lois' hair. He pulled gently making her pulsing veins more visible. Clark smiled as he lowered his lips and began to suck at the rapidly moving veins causing more moans to escape from behind Lois' lips. She took in a sharp breath trying to collect herself; she grabbed hold of Clark's pants moving her fingers to his button. He smiled feeling the frustration in her urgency. He was glad that he wasn't the only one annoyed by their remaining clothes. Clark's hands made their way to Lois' black pencil skirt, he slid them along her waist and unzipped her skirt and released it allowing the black fabric to pool around her feet revealing Lois' red, lace panties. Clark stepped back and smiled as his eyes roamed up and down taking in and liking every inch of what he saw.
Lois frowned, she wasn't happy with something. "What is it?" Clark asked his smile fading as he saw her frowning face.
"You have too many clothes on." She took a step towards him looping two fingers through his belt loops and tugging playfully.
Clark smiled and quickly undid his pants, Lois removed her fingers and Clark stepped out of his jeans. "Much better." Lois said just above a whisper.
Clark took one step quickly closing the distance between their two bodies. He wrapped his arms around Lois' mid-section pulling her into his body as he pressed her against the wall; their lips crashed together his feeding hungrily from hers. Lois' arms slowly moved up and came to rest circling around his neck. Her hands ran through his thick, soft hair. Lois used her arms to pull herself up wrapping her long, silky smooth legs around Clark's waist. Clark pulled out of the kiss breathless, his eyes taking in al the beauty that was Lois Lane, her astounding sparking hazel eyes, her soft as silk chestnut hair which amazingly still held a soft curl, her passion swollen rosy red lips.
"My god Lois…" he brought one hand from behind her and brought it up to her face sweeping a tuft of hair behind her ear.
"What?" she asked with a small smile. She took one finger and began to twirl some of the hair that was resting on Clark's neck. Clark trembled as a wave of pleasure surged down his spine.
"You are perfect did you know that?" Clark replied keeping his eyes locked with hers. Lois' cheeks quickly turned crimson and she looked down to try and hide it. Clark's hand captured her chin and pulled her face up so he could still gaze into her eyes "Every little part of you is perfect, even when you're embarrassed." He kissed her softly.
Lois tightened her arms around Clark's neck pulling herself up a little higher. Her lips crashed into his, her legs tightened around him, her hips began rubbing against his tight, muscular stomach. A moan escaped from the throats of both participants. Clark pushed her hard into the wall his lips beginning hungrily on a journey down her neck. Lois' back straightened, her head rested against the wall, her eyes closed. Clark knew that they had embraced on a new adventure together, one that would change their relationship forever and all that was on his mind was 'Finally.'
Brriiinng
Clark rolled over in his bed reaching for his alarm clock, which he missed. Instead he tumbled out of bed with all his covers, his arm hitting his bedside table causing his alarm to fall as well. He sighed as he grabbed the clock and turned off the alarm. He placed the clock back on the bedside table without moving from the floor. He could still feel the passion, the want, and the excitement racing through his body. He lifted his head to look down his body to check if another part of the dream was still effecting him, he thought it probably was and he confirmed his suspicion when he saw himself still hard. Clark sighed and placed his head back on the floor, lately these dreams about Lois had really become more of a nightly thing instead of the once in a while they were a mere few months ago.
"What just happened?" he murmured to himself. He had been noticing how his feelings for Lois had grown over the past few years, but had they really grown to that extent? Did he really want to make love with Lois?
"Saddle up Smallville, we're gonna be late!"
Clark's eyes darted to his open door. He quickly got up and super-sped to the bathroom. He undressed and stepped into the shower turning on the cold water.
Lois was pouring herself a cup of coffee when she heard the water upstairs turn on. Lois' eyes rolled up looking up at the ceiling a half smile spreading across her face. She let out a huff and shook her head gently. She put the coffeepot back and began scooping sugar into her cup. Lois grabbed her cup and went and waited for Clark at the table.
Twenty minutes later Lois was working on her third cup of coffee, sitting at the table tapping her finger. "Come on Smallville." She said to herself with a sigh.
"Are you talking to yourself Lane?" Clark asked from the bottom of the stairs. Lois turned to look at him her chestnut hair bouncing ever so slightly up and over her shoulder. Clark felt the wind seemingly knocked out of him as he saw her turn to look at him.
"Oh finally, I have to pee." She got up and began to walk briskly toward the stairs. "You take forever in the shower Smallville." She said as she passed him.
Clark looked down, blue and white flannel, jeans, his eyes grew. Lois came down the stairs a few minutes later, "Really Clark? We're going out with Chloe to a nice restaurant, and you're wearing flannel and jeans." She sighed, "You really are a farm boy."
Clark looked at Lois and his eyes roved over her, "Teal blue blouse, black pencil skirt, slight curl." He whispered then gulped.
"Will you stop rambling already, we're going to be late if we don't get going."
"Should I change?"
"Yeah, but we don't have time so what you're wearing will just have to do." Lois grabbed his arm and began to pull him toward the door.
~*~
"Two hours, two hours!" Lois walked with Clark to her car "How the hell is Chloe not here? She told me this morning she would be here, and not even a phone call, I swear I'm going to give her an earful when I see her tomorrow morning."
Clark just smiled slightly and chuckled to himself.
Lois stopped and turned to face Clark "Are you laughing at me? This isn't funny Smallville, I can't believe Chloe stood us up!"
"It sounds like we were all supposed to be having a date together." He chuckled.
Lois punched him in the shoulder, "Come on Clark, you can't tell me that you're not upset with her." She looked to both sides and then back at Clark lowering her voice "Everyone in there thought we were on a date because she didn't show up."
"Us, a date." Clark laughed a little too loud, "Please Lois, I don't think anyone would ever think that."
Lois narrowed her eyes slightly offended, "And why not?"
"Because, well, because you're you, and I'm, I'm me." He really didn't know what he was saying, he was really just trying to fill the silence and answer her question. Even if he made no sense at all.
Lois just shook her head, "Let's just get going." She motioned towards her car and then began walking.
The ride home was a long, silent one, neither Lois nor Clark speaking a single word. Lois concentrated a little too hard on the road. Clark stared out his window listening to the rain that had started to fall, watching the drops as they fell down the car window. Lois pulled into the Kent Farm driveway, she reached in the back and pulled out an umbrella and held it out to Clark. "Last thing we need is for you to miss work tomorrow because you're home sick." She winked with a slight smile.
"Thanks Lois." He smiled and took the umbrella, opening the car door and umbrella he got out and walked to his house. Once on the porch he waved to Lois and she began to pull out of the driveway.
Thanks Lois, really Clark that's all you could come up with. He sighed and shook his head, That would have been the perfect time to kiss her, it really would have, but would she have wanted me too? Stop, stop thinking that, and just go inside stupid. With that thought floating across his mind he shook off the umbrella, closed it, and went inside.
An umbrella, you handed him an umbrella Lois, smooth, real smooth. Sure it kept him dry, but you could have kissed him, on the cheek, yeah the cheek because that you could spin to a friendship kiss, if it was on the lips…his lips…well that, that you couldn't spin.
"Please don't cry, You know I'm leaving here tonight, Before I go I want you to know that there will always be a light…"
Lois looked down at her phone as she was snapped out of her thoughts by its ringtone. She reached into her bag and grabbed it, flipped it open and put it up to her ear. "Hello?"
"She's gone, she's dead Lois!"
"Jimmy, who is, what are you talking about?"
"Her car, the police, she, she ran off the road, just, just outside Metropolis, they, the police, they said she, she must have fallen asleep and, oh god Lois, Chloe's dead!"
Lois slammed on the braked of her car, the phone slipped from her hand falling in what seemed like slow motion into her lap. Mere seconds passed, but it felt like it had been hours, her mouth hung open, her eyes staring straight ahead tears quickly forming and falling, and then repeating the process. It can't be possible, Chloe can't be dead, I'm the oldest, I get to die first. Then she smiled slightly a new idea coming into her mind. She's not dead, she's just hiding like before, and I just have to find her, Chloe's still alive, she can't die, Chloe isn't allowed to die, she's still alive. Lois picked up her phone and put it back to her ear.
"It's okay Jimmy, Chloe's not dead, she's just gone in hiding again, like four years ago, she went in hiding back then too and we all thought she was dead, but she wasn't and she's not."
"Lois, I had to I.D. her body, it was Chloe."
Lois shook her head tears springing to her eyes again, "No, she, she can't be dead, not Chloe, she's not allowed to die." She slipped her phone shut and tossed it onto her passenger seat pressing her foot hard on the peddle she headed to the only place she could think of.
Within minutes she was back at the Kent Farm, sitting on the front porch steps, she hadn't even bothered to grab an umbrella for herself when she got out of her car. She sat there on the bottom step the rain pouring down on her, cold, fast, hard, and she began to shiver. She hadn't even made it to the front door, she didn't even know why she had needed to come here. It's not like she could tell Clark about Chloe, she couldn't even deal with it, how was she supposed to form the words to tell him. Lois tilted her head back looking up at the sky, suddenly the rain, the cold, the darkness that had formed all made sense; it wasn't like the world would be okay with Chloe gone, and the weather knew it, the weather was warning them of the hell that awaited them.
Clark was at the sink in the kitchen getting himself a glass of water, he happened to glance out the window and saw Lois' car sitting there. But, I saw her leave. He furrowed his eyebrows confused, he set the glass of water down on the counter and went and opened the door. That was when he saw her, she was sitting on the bottom step, her head turned towards the sky, her eyes closed, shaking uncontrollably, and dripping wet. Without even thinking he ran out and bent down next to her, he grabbed hold of her and pulled her up and onto the porch out of the rain. Lois stood in front of him now, his hands on her shoulders, her arms folded across her stomach, her lips blue from the cold, her whole body shaking as water dripped from her clothes, her hair, her whole body. She opened her eyes looking at Clark and in that very instant Clark saw something in her that he had never seen before; weakness, sadness, vulnerability, loneliness, emptiness, pain, and fear.
"Lois?" he said just louder than the rain.
"I di-didn't kn-know wh-wh-where else t-to go." She managed to stammer out through her shakes.
Clark looked at her and for the first time saw that she was crying. Before the rain had camouflaged her tears so well, but now as the rain on her face was becoming less the tear continued to slow becoming more and more evident streaking down her cheeks. Clark didn't know what was wrong but he knew that it was something major for Lois to be like this. He pulled her into his chest wrapping his arms around her, squeezing her tight.
"It's okay Lois, it's okay." He cooed trying to calm her, he knew a lot of the shaking was due to her being cold and wet, but he knew as well that some of it was from another reason, but what it was he didn't know.
At hearing Clark telling her everything was going to be okay she looked up at him, she didn't know what to do, she couldn't make this feeling go away. In a desperate attempt to fell something besides the feelings that were consuming her, she pressed her cold, shivering lips to his. Even in the cold damp whether his lips were warm, it didn't seem possible. She looked around hoping for something, some sort of feeling that would indicate she was still alive, but there was nothing, just the dark abyss that she seemed to be spiraling into. It was pointless, she stepped back ripping herself out of Clark's grasp and ran off the porch. She didn't head for her car, instead she started across the front field drudging her way through the mud fighting against the biting wind and harsh pounding rain. Clark stood there a moment a smile playing on his lips, Lois had just kissed him, but that brought him to another question, why? Why had she kissed him? He looked out and saw her halfway across the field and he took off after her, She's gonna catch pneumonia like this, she is already soaked and freezing, and running in heels and skirt. No stop thinking about what she's wearing something is wrong, something is definitely wrong.
"Lois! Lois wait up!" he grabbed her arm and swung her around so that she was looking at him. "You're gonna catch your death out here!" he yelled over the rain.
"Good, what have I got to live for anyway, I'm alone! The Planet can survive without me, and so can you, and Jimmy, and Oliver, no one needs me!"
"What about Chloe huh! You didn't mention her, she needs you Lois, and so do the rest of us, even if you don't know it!"
"Chloe's dead!" she pulled her arm out of his hand knocking herself off balance she fell backward into the mud. Normally Lois would hate being dirty, but she didn't care, not now, she didn't care about anything. She brought her knees up to her chest and set her face on top wrapping her arms around them like a young child does, curling herself into a little ball. Clark knelt down in the mud next to her, it felt like he had just been punched in the stomach.
"What?" he whispered in disbelief. Lois didn't repeat herself, she didn't say anything, just stayed there, not moving. He looked over at her and suddenly it all made sense. Chloe was the one person who had been there for Lois her whole life, sure she had had the General, but Lois could never really talk to him, Chloe was pretty much the only family she had, her best friend, her confidant. Without Chloe Lois was pretty much alone. Clark leaned in and wrapped his arms around her pulling her close to his chest. He let the tears run from his face meshing in with the rain as they fell onto Lois' hair, her shaking in his arms her tears soaking his arms, his shirt, her pants. The rain soaking them, neither one moving, neither one talking, they just sat there.
Authors Note: I am in no way a non Chloe fan, in fact I'm a big Chloe fan. She was my favorite character until season 4 and now she's my second favorite, and if the writers on the show killed her off I would seriously be depressed. So maybe that makes me a hypocrite because I killed her in this, but seriously it was hard for me to do that, but it was something I had to do to get the story going the way I wanted. So I want to apologize to all my fellow Chloe fans. But I promise she will not be absent in this story, there are always memories and other creative ways to bring her into things, I have things planned for her don't worry.