Chapter 2
Lois was no stranger to nightmares. She was plagued by them ever since her mother Ella Lane had died. The only time she had a respite from them was when she had been living at the Kent farm. While staying in Clark's room (after forcing him onto the couch) she had experienced pleasant and on occasion, quite erotic dreams. Those dreams were always about Clark. Lois knew the subconscious could be kinky, but she kept wondering what hers had been trying to tell her when she dreamed about having sex with Clark in mid-air while he was wearing blue tights.
When she had moved out of the Kent home, the nightmares had returned with a vengeance. This time however, new ones were added to the mix. She dreamt she was on a cliff side. The roles were reversed in this dream and she was the one who could fly and Clark was the one who had to climb using his muscles. In the dream, Lois knew that it was important for not only Clark but everyone else that he make it to the top. Lois would watch him climb and then see the monster cross the cliff side to attack him. The lower half of the creature was a huge, hideous black spider. The top half was Lana in all of her stunning beauty. The spider would weave its web and Clark would break be able to break free a couple of times, but in the end he would become ensnared. The Lana-spider would then make its way over to him and sink her fangs deep into his neck, draining his life away. Lois could only watch in horror as Clark died while the glowing green venom oozed from his wounds. Lois would wake up each morning with feelings of terror mixed with failure at not being able to save Clark.
After suffering through those dreams for awhile, Lois pilfered a couple of Clark's flannel shirts when she had stopped by to share in Martha's famous cooking. She had slept in the shirts at the farm and Lois hoped that by sleeping in them again she would be able to stave off the nightmares once again. Her plan worked for the most part. The shirts held off her regular nightmares and brought back some of the more entertaining, panty soaking dreams. The cliff side nightmare stuck around but was less intense in its horror when she awoke.
This had gone on until about 3 months before the USO dance when Lois had finally admitted to herself how she felt about "Smallville". Her nightmares changed. She started out by warning Clark, but he got caught in the web anyway. Later she tried to fight Lana, but either Lana was too quick or Clark would stop her saying she shouldn't take a life. While he talked to Lois, Lana would always attack him from behind and kill him. Lois was waking up in tears more often than not.
Everything changed when Chloe had asked her to go with them to the charity USO dance. Chloe had told her that Clark had agreed to come and that they could double date. Lois was determined to not let this opportunity get away and had enlisted Chloe's help in "Operation Smallville".
The night before the dance, Lois had the nightmare again. Clark was midway up the cliff side and Lois knew the Lana-spider would soon make an appearance. She was working through possible attack scenarios when a beautiful blonde woman appeared next to her. "Hello, Lois," the woman said. The other woman was floating in the air next to her. She was wearing a white outfit somewhere between a ceremonial robe and a gown. On the front of the gown was the stylized letter "S" that Clark had taken to wearing on his shirt as the Blur.
"Uh … Hi, you're new here," Lois said, not thinking of anything else to say.
The other woman noticed Lois looking at the shield emblem and smiled patiently at Lois. "Actually, I've been here all along. It's only now that you're ready to see me," she told Lois. "Let's cut to the chase shall we?" she suggested. "That little bitch will be crawling out of her hole any minute now," she stated. "You are right, you know. It is important to the future of this world and countless others that he makes it past this cliff, but that isn't why I'm here. I'm here because my son is trouble and you're the one person who can help him," the woman said. Lois nodded her head, ready to help Clark. "Tell me what happens when he tries to go it alone," the woman commanded.
Lois knew her answers would be important. "He can't get through. She kills him every time," she replied. The thought caused her to clench her fists in fury and frustration.
"You're right. He cannot survive on his own," the woman agreed. "What happens when you attack Lana?" she asked.
Tears filled Lois' eyes. "I fail. I can't stop her and she kills him," she sobbed.
"Correct again," the woman said. "Lois, neither one of you is living anywhere close to your true potential. The correct answer lies somewhere down there. Here she comes, better hurry," she told her. Lois saw the Lana-spider begin its assent. "One last thing, Lois. Remember to call him by the right name," the woman said with a hint of a smile. She faded out of view.
Lois thought about what the woman had said and tried to come up with a plan. The meaning of the pop quiz clicked in her mind and she swooped down to where Clark was climbing. She remembered what the woman had said, "Clark! The queen bitch is coming. We have to face her together or your spider kibble again," she screamed. Clark ignored her and kept climbing. The creature was getting closer. "Shit! Farm-boy, we need to get our act together," she yelled. There was no response from Clark. Lois looked over her shoulder and could clearly make out Lana's features. She thought back to the symbol the woman was wearing. "Blur! I need your help to get us out of here," she pleaded. Lana was almost on top of them. The spider bitch reared up, ready to strike. "God dammit, Smallville! Take my hand!" Lois screamed, ready to pull him off of the cliff.
Clark looked over at her and shot his hand out to take hers. "Lois?" was all he managed to get out before the Lana-spider bit down on the arm Clark was using to hold onto the cliff wall. Lois saw it all in slow motion. The terrible fangs that had taken her love's life so many times before shattered into a thousand pieces. Clark turned his head around to look at the creature that had been haunting her dreams and he let go of the cliff. Instead of falling, Clark was floating, just like Lois. He backhanded the beast off of the cliff and sent it tumbling into the abyss below.
They hung suspended in mid-air grinning at each other. "Thanks, Lois. I really needed that. So what do you want to do now," he asked with a sexy grin on his face.
Lois floated closer to him so that their lips almost touched. She whispered, "I can think of a few..."
The alarm clock buzzed and woke Lois up the morning before the big dance. She struggled to recall the details of her nightmare. For once, she couldn't remember any of the details. All she could recall was a feeling of being complete and the overwhelming need to make "Operation Smallville" a success.
Lois was in the borderland between sleep and wakefulness the morning after the USO dance. Normally, she didn't tarry there due to her nightmares, but this morning she was totally at peace. As she slowly swam up to full consciousness, Lois became aware of her senses. First, she smelled the odor she had come to associate with Clark Kent. She had realized it was that smell on his shirts that had helped her relax at night. Lois loved that smell and was happy that there was so much more of it this morning for some reason. The next sense she was aware of was that of her hearing. She heard the heavy, rhythmic breathing of someone in bed with her. Touch was the next sense to come online. Lois felt that someone was curled up next to her, his arm across her, cupping her breast. Judging by what was poking her in the back, he also had morning wood. Lois smiled. She didn't need to open her eyes as the memory of last night came back to her. She lowered her head and kissed his arm. "Good morning, Smallville," she whispered.
"Good morning, Lois," Clark answered. He kissed her shoulder gently. Lois noticed he had not let go of her breast.
Lois was quite happy with where his hand was so she kept her back to him. She stroked his arm gently. "I didn't mean to wake you," she said, kissing his arm again. She was rewarded by him gently kneading her breast.
"It's OK. I'm a real light sleeper, and since we're both up, I figured we could continue where we left off," Clark said in a husky voice. He blew softly on Lois' earlobe.
Lois reached behind her and grasped his very stiff cock. "You're up all right," she agreed. "You know, I can think of some uses for this thing, if you don't mind of course?" Lois asked politely.
"Oh please, be my guest," Clark said earnestly. Lois let go of his shaft and moved her top leg behind her, over Clark's top leg. She reached between her legs and grabbed his penis again. She put the head of his cock at the opening of her pussy. Clark didn't have to wait for an invitation. He thrust his hips forward and buried his shaft inside her. They both moaned at the same time. Lois enjoyed the fact that Clark didn't move at first. They just lay there drinking in the sensations of being together. Just as she was about to give him a gentle suggestion, Clark brought his hand down from her breast and began to slowly massage her clit. He didn't move his hips at all until he heard her start to breathe quicker. Clark rotated his hips and slowly pulled his cock almost all of the way out of her, keeping the same tempo on her clit the whole time. Clark thrust hard and deep into Lois and sped up the work his hand was doing. He slowed his fingers and slowly pulled almost all the way out.
Lois thought she was going to explode after a minute of the speed up - slow down rhythm Clark had established. He had brought her to the brink of orgasm several times only to have him slow even further down and hold her off. She took in a breath to scream at him when Clark put a hand over her mouth to silence her. "Customers have come in downstairs," he whispered. Lois looked back at him with a curious glint to her eyes. "Super-hearing," he explained. She nipped his hand so he would move it.
"Fuck me proper already or I'm making breakfast," she threatened.
Clark smiled and replied, "Well when you put it that way …" He pulled out and rolled Lois to her back. Clark put a hand on each thigh and gently raised her legs so they were bent at the knee. He lowered himself onto her and plunged deep within. Lois let out a yelp of pleasure earning her a look of reproach from Clark who then used his x-ray vision to see if anyone was looking up at the ceiling. No one was and he got back to pleasuring his woman. Lois grabbed his ass cheeks and demanded the tempo be set fast. Clark obliged and kept his thrusting quick and deep. Lois wrapped her legs around Clark's waist, drawing him that much deeper. Eventually all of the morning's build up cascaded over and Lois had the orgasm of her life. She couldn't help herself, it felt too good. Lois let out a deafening, "Oh god, Smallville! Yes! Yes!" Clark was overcome by her passion and came as well.
Clark was supporting his weight on his arms. He didn't dare use his x-ray vision now. He was too scared to find out what he would see. He mentally shrugged and then kissed Lois. "I guess this means I can make breakfast," he said happily.
Martha Kent had woken early to the sounds of the farm. She was lonely and decided to go into town for a coffee. When she pulled into the Talon parking lot, she saw the limo from last night parked across the street. "I wonder if they all crashed here last night? They must have come in pretty late," she mused as she walked into the coffee house. Martha saw Clark's friend Bart Allen leaning on the far end of the counter flirting with one of the clerks. He was engrossed in the conversation and he didn't hear her walk up behind him. Martha ordered her coffee and listened in on the conversation.
"Bart, hello?" the clerk said as she waved her hand in front of his face.
"Sorry, I thought I heard something. My … uh … job makes me a little jumpy some times," he apologized. "You were saying," Bart said.
"I was saying thank you for these wonderful coffee beans you brought me this morning. I can't believe how fresh they are," the clerk stated. "Where did you get them?" she asked.
Bat did a little flourish with his hand and bowed. "For you my sweet, chica, I went all the way to Columbia," Bart said with a fake Spanish accent. Martha Kent rolled her eyes. She knew Bart was as fast as Clark and had probably done just as he said.
Martha tuned out the rest of the flirting, wistfully remembering the days when she and Jonathan had first started dating. When her coffee arrived, she picked it up and turned to go find a table. She hadn't taken but 2 steps when she and the rest of the coffee house heard, "Oh god, Smallville! Yes! Yes!" coming from above them.
Bart spun around, his head tilted upwards, looking at the ceiling. "That's my boy! Way to go Clark! Yeah!" he exclaimed, pumping his fist. Bart lowered his head and looked right into Martha Kent's shocked face. "Shiiiit," he said as if all of the air had been let out of him. "Ah … ah … hi, Mrs. K, how are you?" he tried lamely.
Martha blinked a few times and then shook her head. She smiled at Bart. "I'm fine, Bart. What are you doing here?" she asked, ignoring the outburst from the apartment upstairs.
Bart was turning as red as his hoodie. "Oliver loaned Clark and Lois one of his limos for the weekend. I'm doing driver duty this morning," he replied. "Those of us who are close to Clark decided to rotate through so he could feel like he could be himself," Bart explained.
"I'm glad he has friends like you guys," Martha stated warmly. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to head back to the farm," she said. Martha thought for a moment. "Bart, go ahead and take the limo back to Metropolis. I'm pretty sure they won't be needing it," she suggested.
