Metamorphosis – Chapter 27

I approach Dorian Hall trying to find Lois. If we don't see each other during the day, we normally talk before the night ended but tonight was different. She didn't answer any of my calls and Chloe hasn't seen her since the middle of afternoon. As her boyfriend in the matter I have every right to be worried.

I checked her dorm and she wasn't there. I super speeded around the campus in hopes that she was working overtime in one of her classes, that was the only thing I could think of that wasn't along the lines of 'danger' or 'kidnap.'

As I walk into one of her many classrooms, I spot her typing away in her lap tap, her professor's desk substituting as her own. She looked intense in her work and I sigh in relief that she was safe.

"Lois," I utter softly and Lois jumps from her seat, startled.

Maybe I should've knocked.

With a hand to her chest, she leveled her breathing. "Smallville, what are you doing here?" she asks me.

"I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

Stupid question.

She shook her head and didn't make me feel like I was intruding, even though, technically I was. I still appreciated it.

"Professor Lombard has us doing a humanitarian piece on some guy from twenty years ago. It's kicking my ass more than I care to admit," she reveals, grabbing a bottle of water from her bag and drinking it up to the half. I notice that several bottles in a nearby trash can have been used up.

Lois must've been here for hours.

"How long have you been here?"

"Long enough to feel carpal tunnel syndrome creeping about," she says in her usual playful manner, but I can see that she was very tired.

I slowly make my way to her, positioning myself behind her head. My hands make their way behind and below her ears, and I can feel the lower edge of the skull where there's a large band of neck muscles that meet the cranium. I stroke the muscles smoothly and Lois soon relinquishes her control to me.

"That feels good"

I smile, glad to see her relaxing. My hands then slide down a little further. I knead the two muscles on either side of her neck next to her shoulders, starting with very little pressure and then squeezing harder. Her head falls back and then falls forward, soft moans came out of her as I continued to massage the tension from her neck.

"You do realize you're turning me on, right?"

I grin, she always has a way of making the most everyday actions seem original and exciting. "If I knew this is all it took, I would've done it a long time ago," I whisper right by her ear.

"If you keep teasing me with that soft voice of yours we're liable not to leave this room with our innocence in tact"

I blush heavily with the thoughts that suddenly flew through my mind as she said those words. Not to mention relieved that Lois wasn't facing me.

"I can feel you blushing behind me, Kent"

And I can see her smirking even though she wasn't facing me either.

The silence that followed became deafening and my hands all of the sudden lost its confidence. Lois caught on and asked me what was wrong before I could regain my composure.

"I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?"

"No. No you didn't." I let my hands go and I wish to God I didn't. She had an uncanny way of making me feel like I could walk on water one minute, then sink right to the bottom the next.

I quickly make my way to one of the desks situated in the front row of the class. They were alone in a classroom in the middle of the night where the only possibility of an interruption is the janitor mopping the floor a wing away. I don't even know where to begin to have this conversation.

"Want to talk about it?"

"No," I reply a little to quickly. I change my mind. "Yes"

Lois stands up from her seat and approaches me, slowly, softly, practically gracefully. As if she knew that I'm wary about what I'm going to say and she's trying to make me as comfortable as possible. It makes me fall for her even further.

"You're a virgin, aren't you?"

I breathe a lungful of air and I wonder where exactly she gets her intuition.

"Am I really that obvious?"

She throws me a look of understanding.

"It's okay, you know. It's nothing to be embarrassed about"

"Easy for you to say"

"Oh yeah," she retorts, grinning at me.

"I didn't mean it like that"

"So what did you mean?"

I can't believe she's doing this to me even though she knows exactly what I meant. Okay, maybe not entirely, I actually like that she's making me say it out loud, it seems easier to bear than just keeping it to myself.

"I – I mean that – you're enjoying this, aren't you?"

She smiles. "Every minute of it"

"That's just great"

"Come on, seriously. You want to know, and that's fine. I'll tell you if you just ask. I can be good at reading people sometimes but I'm no mind reader. You're gonna have to help me out"

"It could be a little personal"

"Just ask me if I've had sex before," she says forwardly and I eye her with a 'come on' look.

She shrugs.

"What? You were taking so long. Don't tell me that isn't what you wanted to ask"

I sigh, she had a point.

"So…"

"So…" I finally make myself say. "Have you ever… had sex before?"

She smiled, joining me by sitting down in the desk that was right next to mine. I can tell from the way she looked at me, she was taking it as seriously as I was.

"Yes"

I know I don't have a right to be jealous, it's probably someone I'd never met. Heck, it could be Johnny, in which case I would be incredibly jealous, but instead I hold the urge to break anything.

"Well, the silence is killing me…"

I look into her eyes and know that she's sincere in her honesty.

"What's it like?"

"You serious?"

"Only if you want to answer"

She laughs and it makes me chuckle. I wait in almost comfortable silence for her to answer.

"It depends. Sex is sex but if you've got high expectations for it, you'll most likely end up disappointed"

"Was it like that for you?"

"My first… unfortunately"

"I'm sorry"

"Why?"

"Because you deserve better"

She lifted her eyebrows, one part amused another part amazed.

"You are unlike any man I've ever met, Clark Kent"

"I certainly hope so," I say, knowing full well his was the only biological kind left in this universe.

"Cocky, too"

I take her lips with my own.

"Well, I get that from you," I say, kissing her again.

"Let's get out of here"

I look at her, completely unprepared. Although a part of me is cautious, another part of me wanted to submit. I want to be with her. In any way I can.

"I – "

To be continued…