Lois wakes up Clark because I would, too.
Lois was pleasantly surprised to find Clark sleeping (mostly naked) in her bed. It wasn't the first time he had helped himself to a nap in her apartment. She told him that he was free to stop by any time, even if she wasn't there. She set aside her things before creeping into the bedroom. He looked so peaceful and angelic when he slept. She sat down on the mattress and touched his shoulder. He didn't stir.
She felt a bit perverted watching him like this. She was tempted to wake him, but he needed rest. Then again, maybe it wasn't such a bad idea. After all, who knew how long he'd been sleeping for?
She stretched out beside him and stroked her hand down his cheek.
"Baby?" she whispered close to his ear.
A light breath gusted between his lips, but he didn't wake up. Her fingers trailed down his neck.
"Clark? Wake up."
It took a little more coaxing and caressing for him to open his eyes.
"Ah…I thought it was a dream," he murmured.
She traced one of his pectoral muscles and cast a glance down his body. She noticed the outline of a partial erection beneath the sheet.
"What time is it?" he asked.
"After 6."
He sighed.
"When did you fall asleep?"
"Couple hours ago."
"Feel better?"
"Yeah, thanks. I'll get up and make dinner."
She smirked. "I can think of a better way to repay my kindness."
Her right hand followed the trail of hair down his abdomen. She pulled his underwear down and gripped his length. Clark pulled the sheets off and dragged her on top of him. She was still wearing a blouse and skirt, but she didn't let that stop her. She pulled her underwear to one side and sank onto his shaft. He groaned and raised his hips to meet hers.
Several seconds passed before he mumbled, "Oh, fuck." Lois wouldn't have paid this exclamation much mind if it hadn't been accompanied by him ceasing to thrust.
"What?" she asked.
"Condom."
"Forget it."
She lifted her blouse over her head and continued riding. When she got tired, she told him to get on top. Her skirt was hitched all the way up to her hips now. She threw one leg over his back as he drove into her. She surprised herself. Or rather, he surprised her by making her cum within a few minutes.
Clark reached under her, fumbling with her bra clasps. He undid them without her help and slipped it off. He didn't seem in a rush to finish. Lois came harder the second time. The powerful contractions and her long, throaty groans brought him to the edge. He moaned softly as his dick twitched inside her. Several minutes later, Lois could tell from his strained expression that he was about to lose the battle.
"Pull out," she breathed.
He thrusted a few more times before pulling out and jacking off on her torso. She brushed his hand aside and did it for him till he moaned for her to stop.
Lois wasn't expecting him to fall asleep again, but that's exactly what he did. One minute, he was catching his breath, and the next, he was dead to the world. She suppressed a laugh and grinned fondly at him.
She made dinner. Not the kind of cozy dinner that he was capable of, but at least it was edible. She watched TV on low volume while she waited for him to get up. Eventually, he came out of the bedroom with an apologetic frown.
"I fell asleep again."
She smiled. "No worries. I cooked."
"I smelled it."
He eyed the food as she dished it out.
"How is it?"
"Best ready-made rice I ever had."
"Well, you're in luck. It's my specialty. I'll make it whenever you come."
"Oh, goody."
She pushed him playfully, even though he didn't budge an inch.