As the last of the daylight retreated, Clark thought about his surroundings. The soft grey couch he was currently sitting on had certainly seen a lot of action... Back when he and Lois had first started dating they had fucked on this couch almost every other day.
He wondered if there was still a stain on the flip side of the cushion he was on. Of course, there were many spots in her apartment besides the bed that they had sex at in the past like her desk, against her bookshelf, and even the ceiling. Let's just say that flight has its perks.
Lately, though, he had noticed a growing rift between them. He had spent so many nights away saving the world and she was so busy with work that opportunities for quality alone-time became rarer and rarer. To make matters worse, after the fight with Lex Luther three months ago where he nearly died she had become even more distant.
Still. He was determined to make things right. To get things back the way they were. If he could save the world three times over, surely he could save his own relationship with the love of his life? He remembered the first time that Lois and he had decided to have sex. He wasn't a virgin when that happened, of course. Lana Lang was his first. But Lois was different. He felt like he truly had a connection with her, and it was the first time that he ever felt a true need to be physical with someone.
He remembered how she emerged from the bathroom, hair still damp from the shower, and quietly slipped off her robe with that signature smirk that she knew always drove him wild. Her small but perky tits were practically gleaming and the neatly-trimmed brown hair above her pussy seemed to call out to him, begging him to come closer. It was probably in his imagination, but the light behind Lois which illuminated her entire body made her look like even more of a goddess than Circe, whom he helped Wonder Woman fight.
Clark considered his approach. If he wanted to reignite the passion between him and Lois then he'd have to do it carefully. He couldn't risk starting another fight. Maybe he could buy her something? No, that never worked. She was never one to care about things like that. Though, some flowers couldn't hurt. Clark focused his eyes, activating his x-ray vision to scan the area for the nearest shop.
However, out of the corner of his eye he spotted something in her closet. Clark entered her bedroom and swung the closet door open, the urge to see it for himself outweighing his guilt for looking through her closet without her permission. But he had been in here with her plenty of times before, and she never seemed opposed to him looking at her stuff, so he figured it wasn't so bad. The space itself was a large walk-in closet holding all of her work clothes and casual attire, but in the corner he saw what he had seen earlier: a small box, which he had never seen before. Of course, having x-ray vision he already knew what was inside. He grinned and opened it up, revealing the prize: a brand-new bra and panties. They were both red and black, with floral lace. The panties had a small black ribbon, too.
Before he had a chance to admire them further, with his super hearing he heard the distinct clicking of Lois' high heels coming towards the door. He panicked! He was so distracted that he hadn't heard her sooner, and so he hastily closed the box and tossed it back into the corner. He flew back into the living room, disturbing the papers on her desk as he quickly settled onto the couch. His heart was racing, and for more than one reason.
After a few seconds the handle of the front door turned and Lois entered the apartment. He looked at her for a moment. She currently had her hair dyed black, and was wearing her work outfit. It was a simple beige blazer with a dress shirt and pants, but he had always found it kind of hot. She was wearing her black heels today which was a little disappointing considering how much he liked the red ones. Oh well.
She was looking back at him. She set down her keys and purse on the counter and asked, "Clark? Are you alright? You're staring off into space." Oops, he supposed that it was more than just a moment. "Oh, uh, yes! I actually wanted to talk to you..." But she cut him off and said, "hold on a minute, I need to change out of these god-awful shoes."
Lois turned away from him, entering the bedroom and opening up the closet. Looking through the walls, he saw her slip out of them, and look for something more comfortable. Unfortunately, he saw her stop and look at the box. Could she tell that he moved it?
Sure enough, she left the closet and came up to him. He expected her to be annoyed, angry even, but she looked... nervous. She crossed her arms lightly below her chest. "Did... Did you go through my closet?" He knew better than to lie, and nodded slowly. She was looking at the floor though, so he spoke up and said "yes. I did." Not wanting to upset her and feeling bad about going through her things, he quickly added, "I'm really sorry, I was looking through the walls to check for a store but noticed that-" but she cut him off again and said "Did you like them?", her cheeks blushing slightly.
This caught Clark off-guard so much that he blankly stared at her for a moment. Only she could make him so flustered. He had rarely seen her act like this, usually she was so confident and liked to take charge. He focused and said, "I really like them! When I saw them I just kind of had to see for myself... I think they'd look incredibly hot on you." Was this his chance? "Actually, this is sort of what I wanted to talk to you about, Lois. Lately I've felt like, well..."
She nodded her head. "Yeah. I know what you're going to say. I've had so much on my mind lately that it's been hard to be intimate with you, even when I've wanted to." He frowned, tilting his head a bit. "What's been bothering you?" Lois ran her hand through her hair, sighing. "After that fight you had, the one with Mr. Luther, all I can think about is how much you were bleeding when they pulled you from the rubble. I've never seen you bleed that much, it was... it was terrifying." She paused, and he saw that tears were forming in her eyes.
"I was so scared that someone had finally got you, that you had finally been defeated, and that I'd lose you forever. All I could do is just sit and wait, hoping that they'd be able to extract the pieces of kryptonite in time. I felt so useless. Honestly, I've felt that way for a long time. You were always the one saving me, and I was always the one calling you my hero. I know that it's selfish, but just once I wanted to be the hero. I wanted to be able to save you, but I couldn't. I was still useless, and all I could do was just... just wait... and hope..." She began to cry, and he jumped up to comfort her. He hugged her firmly, rubbing his hand up and down her back. He had no idea that she felt this way, and he felt like a piece of shit for not noticing it sooner.
"Lois. I just want you to know that you're not useless, okay? When I first came here I was sort of terrified. You know that I come from a small town, and all the people were overwhelming. There were so many laughing, singing, crying, and calling out for help at the same time that it made me dizzy. The thought that I couldn't save everyone nearly drove me to depression. But then I met you, and you changed everything. You helped me adjust to the city, and I love you for that. I love you, Lois." He wiped away a tear with her thumb, and she gave a small smile.
"Hold on, wait." Clark asked. "What does this have to do with the sexy underwear?" Lois laughed and stood up straighter, composing herself. "Actually, I was hoping you'd find those." He grinned. That was the Lois he knew. "Do you want to go for a flight? You always enjoy that." She tilted her head, looking a little disappointed. "Oh, sure. Where to? The park that we like?"
Clark shook his head. "Do you still have your parka and goggles?" Her eyes widened. "Wait, you don't mean the Fortress? Isn't the whole point of that... solitude?" He smirked, "not always. The new hot tub in the basement wouldn't be very fun by myself." She giggled and rushed off into her bedroom to change. She came back a bit later looking slightly silly in her heavy jacket and cold weather clothing, but he didn't want her to freeze so she'd have to deal with being very warm for a bit.
They left the apartment and he grabbed her firmly, taking off into the air. They soared above the city that he had seen so often, and past the Daily Planet. He was glad that he didn't have work today. Lois held on tightly, smiling as he sped up. It took a while since he couldn't go very fast while with Lois, but eventually the air became colder and he saw the secret entrance to the fortress of solitude. He ignored that though, and sought out the even more secret back entrance to the new basement that he had been working on as a side project.
The basement itself was actually a massive carved out crystal from a far off planet that he brought here and made sure was stable. He had furniture and a television with a few gaming systems, heating, some old arcade machines, a dart board, a mini fridge, and even a hot tub which was very difficult to install. Basically, it was a true man cave with a much different atmosphere than the rest of the Fortress of Solitude. He was happy to bring her here though. He landed and she took off the heavier layers of her clothing.
He gestured around and asked her, "so, what do you think?" She smiled and shouted "holy shit, Clark! How long did this take you to create?" He laughed and told her that she didn't want to know. After looking around a bit more she sat down on the couch and stretched, and he couldn't help but stare at her chest. He gestured to the hot tub and said, "so, what do you want to do?" But she smirked and told him "sorry, but there's other things on my mind besides hot tubs, babe." Lois then slowly peeled off the rest of her clothing one by one, until she got down to her underwear.
He couldn't control his excitement when he saw that it was her new bra and panties. They fit her perfectly, and the light on the ceiling shining down on her combined with the crystal room and her hot clothing once again made her seem like a goddess. Smiling, and with his cock stirring in his pants, he silently approached Lois and lowered himself closer to her, gripping her shoulders firmly. She looked up at him, biting her lip softly. A few strands of her black hair were in her face, and he paused to swipe them away.
She wrapped her arms around his torso and leaned forward to kiss him. Clark parted his lips to accept the kiss, and soon their tongues were mingling and they were pressing up against each other even harder. He felt her chest against him, and he took off his shirt to feel it better. The lace felt good against his skin, and while they were kissing again Lois began to run her hands over Clark's abs, pausing over each of his scars from the operation.
Lois shifted her position on the couch to bring her head to his midsection and softly placed a kiss on each of the healed wounds before working her way up to his neck. Clark couldn't help but moan, and he heard Lois giggle as she placed a hand on his pants above his growing erection. With her other hand she fished out a condom from her pocket, setting it aside.
Clark wasn't going to let her be dominant this time, though. He wasn't just Clark, he was *Superman*! He gripped her again and lifted her up a bit, and pushed her down so that she was laying flat on the couch. She gasped. "Sorry, was I too rough?" But Lois shook her head and wiggled to get more comfortable. "Alright, let's see that Super Cock-" but Clark cut her off by placing a finger on her lips, holding back a laugh. "I thought I told you to stop calling it that!" Admittedly, it was very big. He took off his underwear, revealing his thick member. It wasn't very long, only slightly above average, but it was exceptionally girthy. He remembered how long it took Lana Lang to acclimate to it... but he didn't want to think about her now.
He looked down at Lois and ran his hand down her side. He stroked her outer thigh, and then moved in, circling his thumb around the center of her panties, before moving a bit up. She let out a little sigh of pleasure, and he moved so that he was propped up on top of her. It was his turn to kiss her neck, now, and it seemed to turn her on a lot. She moved her head to the side to allow him to kiss it more firmly, and he now knew exactly what she wanted.
Clark gently parted his lips, pressing his teeth down against her soft skinuntil she started moaning. He felt Lois move her hand down to touch herself, but Clark grapped it and pinned it beside her. He'd be the only one to pleasure her, this time. He moved to her shoulder, and bit harder this time. She gasped and moaned louder, trying to move her arm but failing to match his strength. This only made him more turned on, and he gingerly removed her bra, not wanting to damage it. He looked down at her breasts and moved his right hand to touch her beautiful rosy nipples, keeping her hand pinned with the rest of his arm.
He circled his thumb around her right nipple, and eventually pinched it firmly. Lois shuddered and spread her legs a bit further. He lowered his head to it and flicked it with his tongue before biting it, just enough to hurt a bit. She moaned and stammered out "harder...", and he obliged, doing so for the other nipple as well. He then moved down, going past her crotch to bite against her inner thigh as well.
Lois slid towards him, opening her legs as far as they could go. "Please touch me, Clark..." He moved his hand towards her panties, and then stopped. "Clark, why'd you stop? What's wrong?" He looked at her for a moment, and then said, "you're in the Fortress of Solitude now. You know what to call me." She averted her eyes and spoke softly, barely a whisper. "Superman... I need you. I need you to pleasure me!" He smiled, and then got up.
Lois shouted, "Hey! W-where are you going?!" But all Superman did was wink. He climbed up the steps into the main room of the Fortress, and outside into the freezing land of ice. He searched around until he found what he was looking for: a dull but thick piece of ice shaped like an icicle. He raced back in, and turned the temperature of the basement down.
When he entered the room, Lois sat up suddenly, her tits bouncing slightly. "Woah, Clar- I mean Superman! Is that what I think it is?" She looked nervous. Superman grinned and approached her, pushing her back down. Her eyes widened. "Your hands are freezing!" He said nothing, and slowly ran the tip of the icicle down her chest and stomach, leaving behind a trail of melted water. She gasped in shock and gripped the side of the couch. "Clark! I, uh, don't know about this..."
Superman stroked her cheek and said sternly, "what did I tell you?" She meekly said "Superman." He whispered in her ear the safe-word, and turned to her panties. The icicle in his hands was beginning to melt a bit, so he would have to move fast. He took off her panties and took a second to admire her soft and fragrant pussy. He used his left hand to part the lips a bit, running his finger up and down it. She moaned again, and when he touched her clit with his thumb she moaned even louder. He softly rubbed the little button and she rocked her hips up and down to match it.
He then looked at the icicle in his other hand and tested her reaction by touching it on the outside of her pussy. She gripped the couch like before but didn't make a sound. He then slowly moved it towards her clit, eventually tapping it. Lois gasped, and shouted "Wait! That's too cold!" He took it off, but after a second or so placed it back. She moaned this time, but her whole body tensed up and her eyes squeezed shut. He did it a couple more times, enjoying her reactions, but eventually decided it was too much stimulation and that there was something he wanted to do before it completely melted.
He took the tip of the icicle and placed it up against the mouth of her vagina. She opened her eyes, her mouth open in shock, and then he slowly inserted it. She suddenly thrusted her hip upwards! Superman pressed it more and more inside her as she let out something between a moan of pleasure and a yell of pain. He thrust it in and out, slowly at first and then faster, made more difficult by her jerking her legs erratically in various directions and while continuing to gasp and shout. It was not even a minute before he had to stop, but it was a glorious one.
Superman stopped to make sure she was okay, and then quickly slipped the condom onto his cock. He pressed it against her and then pushed his way in as she moaned from the sudden pressure and warmth. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever felt. The inside of her vagina gripped onto his dick lightly and he let out a moan of his own as her own warmth clashed with the leftover cold from the ice, and he couldn't help but thrust in and out as deeply and as fast as he could at a normal human level.
Lois shouted "yes!" while he continued to rail her against the arm of the couch. He rubbed her clit for a bit while doing it, and soon decided to flip her around. He looked at her thick ass cheeks and grabbed at one. Lois grabbed onto the couch, and he spanked her once. She yelped quietly and then moaned, whispering for him to do it again. Superman obliged, this time doing it harder. He lowered his head down and bit it as well, leaving an imprint of his teeth on her. Lois loved it. He grabbed her ass once more, and then guided his cock back into her, which was now much warmer. After savoring the feeling for a moment, Superman grabbed onto her shoulder and the couch for leverage and continued to fuck her.
After a little bit, Clark shifted them again so that he'd be able to rub her clit, slowing down as well. Lois softly moaned, getting louder and louder. "Superman, I'm ready close... Can you lift me up to you?" He turned her around, and she looked at him with a small smile. He smiled back and lifted her up, pressing her chest against his and taking a moment to use his hands to put his cock back into her. This time it was her who did the work. Lois gave Superman a passionate kiss and wrapped her arms around him, moving up and down while hugging and resting her head on his shoulders.
They continued on like this for some time, and he felt her whole body tense up as she moaned and bit him. Or at least tried to, considering that his skin is harder than steel. A few moments after, Superman also came as they picked up the pace in the final few seconds. They gasped and held each other, Lois panting for breath and Clark softly stroking her head. Mission accomplished.