The Daily Planet glowed warmly in the dull light coming from the desk lamps. The resonance of taping keys, the only sound to be heard in a room which would have been so full of noise and bustle at any other hour of the day, but which was almost vacant of life, apart from the two people sitting opposite each other at their desks.

Clark and Lois had spent most of the day at the fortress, only leaving once it became absolutely necessary, if they wanted to type up this article for tomorrow's paper.

Now as the soft light cast shadows around the rest of the room, Clark lifted his eyes to focus on the woman sitting in front of him. He'd been doing this all night so far. Every so often sneaking a glance at her so he could watch her work. So he could gaze at the woman he loved. What really gave him butterflies was the fact she loved him back.

She hadn't caught him yet. But he was right in thinking that this time he'd stared too long…

"I don't have time for you to make moon eyes at me Clark. We've got a story to write and I want to actually get this one to print before Tess finds a reason to chuck it out."

"I was not making moon eyes at you!"

"Oh, really? You look at everyone that way?" She smirked knowingly. "Cause if Chloe caught you looking at Jimmy that way, she'd get jealous."

Clark smiled hiding behind his computer again so she couldn't see him chuckle.

"So Lois you think I'm looking at you because I want you or something?" He asked feigning disbelief.

"Can a guy not just look in your direction without you thinking he's in love with you? Dial down that ego Lane."

Lois scoffed "It's nothing to do with my ego, it's just…fact." She continued typing, a grin playing over her features. "Every guy in here practically drools at my feet, but do you see me abusing my superpowers? No. Cause I would never do anything like that…"

"Are you still mad about that? You asked, I answered, and I thought you wanted honesty!"

"A little concern for my delicate female sensibilities wouldn't have gone amiss"

"I have no intention of wiping out that endangered species, but you can't tell me to look and then be surprised when I do!"

"You lied anyways." Lois stated exasperated "I wasn't wearing pink underwear – I was wearing black."

Clark's face lit up in surprise.

"Lois, I never looked in the first place! I didn't know you were being serious! But thanks for letting me know…"

"Know what? That I was being serious or that I have black underwear?"

Clark looked round the side of his computer. "Both."

"Well now that makes you one of two guys today who knows what I'm wearing underneath…"

"What?" Clark asked trying to hide the jealousy in his voice. "Who else knows?"

Lois wasn't at work today it was meant to be her day off… 'It was probably that GQ idiot that sits near me…' Clark mused to himself.

Lois started to laugh "Look at you getting' all jealous, I think someone likes me" Lois said winking at him.

Clark scoffed "I'm not Jealous"

"Well if you must know he nearly caught me in less than my underwear" She added tantalisingly.

Clark was fighting a losing battle against keeping the jealousy down, as he tried to gulp and swallow it. But that didn't work and he ended up making the desk give a dangerous creak under his grip.

"Would you relax Smallville! It was only Shelby; he walked into your room when I was getting changed after my shower! I swear you are too easy" She sniggered, close to all out laughing on her side of the desk.

Clark admitted defeat and relaxed behind his screen, safe again from Lois's teasing gaze. But he couldn't help himself in hitting back just a bit.

"You know Tess is looking to meet tomorrow."

"Oh you're on first name basis with the boss huh? What time is she looking to meet us at?"

"Lo-is, she only needs to see one of us. She's already asked me to meet her."

"What am I meant to do? This is my story too Smallville, and you're gonna meet with that Pitbull while she tries to run this of the road!"

"Well I could always throw her one of my charming smiles." He raised his eyebrows challengingly at her, as he leaned forwards on the desk grinning.

"If it means getting this story to print I'll even tell her what colour of underwear I'm wearing." And he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Lois fired an eraser into his already laughing face, and he caught it in his hand as she sat back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest and trying to forcibly restrain a smile from spreading on her face. She'd let him get to her and she knew it.

"You know it's cheating if you use your superpowers to dodge objects that I intend for your head."

"Lois I didn't have to use my superpowers, you just throw…like a girl" he spoke daringly provoking her to retaliate.

"I believe there's a big tank of water and a wet t-shirt in your history that disagrees with you on that Kent."

They sat there grinning stupidly at each other.

The silence was comfortable between them. A little too comfortable. Lois was already starting to bite her lip in contemplation, as Clark sat back confidently in his seat, gently swivelling in it to make a creaking noise.

"Nice try farm boy. But if you want to hold my attention when I'm trying to work, you're gonna have to do a little better than just your baby blues."

Lois returned to look at her screen when Clark stood up and walked around to her side of the desk, leaning low over her left shoulder so he could read the screen and causing Lois's breathing to deepen slightly, her heart was racing.

"Making another bid for my attention?" She smirked, but then took a sudden intake of breathe as his husky voice answered close to her ear.

"Not everything is about you Lois Lane."

"Uh huh?" She was slipping; she tried to pull herself back. "Why don't you go be a good big reporter man and finish your story?"

"Because I already finished mine half an hour ago. Super-speed, remember? And there are two t's in Catterwauld."

He finally stood up straight behind her crossing his arms in front of himself, and cocking his head to the side in an appearance of smugness to annoy her when she turned to look at him.

"So how many superpowers of yours have I bore witness to now? Let's see I've seen the flying – obviously…" Clark let out a laugh which she chose to ignore.

"You are only after bearing testimony to the super speed, oh and you lied about using your X-ray vision – which I'm beginning to think you regret – but, too late - permission retained for punishment purposes… So what were the others again?"

She smiled up at him sweetly taking a sip of her coffee which she didn't realise had gone cold. But she didn't miss a beat – "Oh yeah… heat vision!" and she looked expectantly at him.

"You shouldn't be allowed to take advantage of me like this"

"Yeah well we'll discuss that later – for now just heat the coffee copy boy."

He pulled her chair roughly round to face him and then placed his two hands on the arm rests so he could lean in. With one knowing look at her he stared back at the mug letting the heat from his eyes cause it to gently bubble.

He looked back up at her ready for the next challenge he knew was coming, and was glad to see that he wasn't the only one a little worked up by being this close. She looked thoughtful as she took a sip of her now heated coffee, still holding his gaze, and then she smiled.

"I suppose I've already seen evidence of your super sight. That night we jumped from the Daily Planet – I thought Oliver's apartment looked like a speck in the distance, but you probably could have told me that his leather, left hand glove was sitting beside his compound bow!"

Clark blushed a little remembering that night, barely believing himself, that he had felt the need to…stake his claim? Lois chuckled bringing his attention back "I guess that covers Leaping tall buildings too."

She set the mug back on her desk and then wrapping her hand around his tie, she pulled him closer until their noses were almost touching. The tug on his tie caused it to loosen, showing that the top button was undone. Lois let her hands drift unto his chest making the hairs on his neck rise as thrills went through his body as if by her command.

Then she spoke, her lips whispering close to his, "I suppose the right way to go about this would be to see if bullets actually do bounce of you, but after last night…" She smiled softly "I think there are other ways to find out what you're made of…." Her eyes communicated her intentions to Clark.

Could she possibly have any idea what she was doing to him? Clark knew the answer to this was yes. If that was one thing Lois Lane knew she could do, it was have an effect on Clark Kent. He stared at her almost about to loose control when he realised that he had an advantage in this area too.

A confident smile appeared on his face as he shifted his body weight slightly; his presence seeming to surround her more and making her nervous. Where did this confident streak come from? It was throwing her of her game, she wasn't quite sure if she knew the rules now. She didn't have the upper hand and the knowledge of this was written on her face. So Clark decided to enlighten her.

"Your pulse is racing…"

She looked puzzled so he added "Super-hearing." Even as he said it, he could hear a catch in her breath; as she no longer looked so assured of herself.

"Yeah well there could be a lot of reasons for that Clark; I've had a traumatic couple of days."

"I don't think that's it" he breathed out against the deepening rhythm in her neck.

Lois felt a sudden chill run down her collar bone making her gasp. Not by any means

un-pleasurable to her, but definitely not helping her heart rate decrease.

"Let me guess…" she moaned "super-breath?"

"Something like that"

Both caught up in the moment they moved together as one, but at the last moment Clark moved past her and instead of kissing her, reached for her computer, pressing the send button to her story.

"Clark! I wasn't ready to send that – I still had all the… spelling – I hadn't finished that story Smallville!"

"Lois, what is it you always tell me? 'Clark, that's why we have editors'."

"I believe I called you Smallville then, SmallviiiIIIIILLEEE!!!!!" Her sentence turned into a scream of surprise as Clark lifted her up out of the seat and into his arms; one hand supporting her back and the other one secure under her thighs.

Suddenly realising where she was she dared to look up into his eyes.

"You sure know how to sweep a girl of her feet…" she smiled crookedly resuming her nervous assault on her bottom lip.

Clark smiled down at her, his blue eyes gazing between her two Hazel ones. "You forgot super-strength"

"You better not be trying to tell me I'm heavy Kent!"

"No Lois" Clark chuckled "but if you're looking to test my stamina tonight, I thought we'd be more comfortable at home."

Lois looked at him in disbelief for a moment, registering what he just said with his mouth, never mind the volumes that she was reading from his body language.

Placing her arms around his neck in readiness for what she was sure he was about to do, she replied seductively. "Well then, take me home Super…"

But her words were once again lost as Clark wrapped his arms tighter around her and sped out into the cooling air, their blurring shape lost into the velvety black of the dark sky, their happy laughter filling the night as they headed for Smallville, Kansas, home.

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OK guys, that's me for a while now. I will be back but its just that I have a couple of essay hand ins to get ready over Christmas and for some reason, yours truly finds it more interesting to right Smallville stories – I can't fathom why that might be!

As dull as it will be for me not to be writing for now, I do have some other ideas in my head for stories which I will hopefully get put up. As it is I don't think I'll be back before Hiatus is over – and I know we all can't wait for that.

Did you guys see the new trailer? Please tell me that every Clois fan has to be with me when I say - I hope that was a kiss goodbye!

You guys have been brilliant, thanks for reading. Thanks especially to all who reviewed and I hope you all have a good Christmas and a happy new year.

Also if you're looking for something out of the ordinary to read in a clois theme you should definitely check out this mockumentary called

INFESTATION by annwitch

I was wetting myself laughing.

Big shout of thanks to collenjoy – the correction has been made, it is now an eraser lo! But you British guys knew what I meant when I said rubber didn't you?

Awkward factor 8…lol