Two years had passed since Lois Lane found out Clark Kent's deepest secret. Her father and sister had been kidnapped and tortured. Clark had helped her rescue them. Okay, Clark had done all the actual rescuing. In the course of their adventure, Lois had realized two things. One, Clark Kent was actually Kal-El, Last Son of Krypton, an advanced alien life form with extraordinary powers. Two, she had fallen deeply in love with him.

Lois had graduated from MetU with a degree in journalism. She had used her cousin's connections to get a foot into the door at the Daily Planet, and had quickly established herself as one of the city's premier reporters. New Editor-in-Chief Perry White rode her constantly, but Lois had to admit that he brought out her best work. Chloe had moved to Gotham to pursue a new career there. A mysterious vigilante was making life downright scary for criminals there, and Chloe was going to cover his exploits. She missed her cousin, but she was getting very busy. She was constantly digging for the hard stories. She got to see less of Clark and his mother than she wanted to. Clark could make it out whenever he chose, but usually, Lois was on a stakeout or burning the midnight oil in the office. He would bring her Chinese food from Beijing or Thai straight from the source. They would talk, laugh, and share troubled stories about the state of the world. But, they hadn't been fully intimate yet. Lois wanted Clark. Wanted him bad. She had some very intense make out sessions with him that promised great things in the future. But, Clark had some hang ups that she couldn't break through. Like the whole super-strength thing. Clark treated everything he touched like it was made of fine china. Cups, silverware, people, automobiles, fifty ton rocks, it made no difference to him. Clark was very afraid of losing all control and accidentally hurting her. He had explained this time and time again. Lois was sure that it wasn't her fault. Clark reacted to her touches, kisses and body like a dog in heat. She made sure to show plenty of skin, when appropriate, and could only guess what his reaction would be when he saw her fully naked for the first time. She knew several areas to caress that drove him absolutely wild with desire. He even busted a zipper on a pair of jeans when she nibbled on a sensitive part of his neck. Lois laughed. She had heard the term 'rock hard' before, but had never actually seen the metaphor applied so appropriately.

Lois sighed and stretched her legs under her desk. She was getting nowhere on this article. She decided to pack up early for once and call Clark. He had graduated from Central Kansas last week, and was spending some time between the farm and his "Fortress of Solitude" in northern Canada. Lois had been there a few times. It was magnificent, but at the same time creepy. It felt like a haunted house would have felt. Lois stared into the distance. She REALLY wanted Clark. Lois made a decision. Tonight would be the night, and nobody stopped Lois Lane when she made her mind up.

Lois stopped at a shop on her way home and bought some scented candles, massage oil and lacy lingerie. She thought about getting a Barry White CD, but decided that would be too cliché. She opened the door to her apartment and brought the packages inside, along with her work laptop. Changing into sweats, she picked up the phone and dialed the Kent farm in Smallville. Clark's mother answered on the third ring.

"Lois! How are you doing? I read your last article on corruption in the mayor's office. It was great!" Martha gushed. Martha was like the mother Lois had lost, so full of love and devotion. She had opted not to run for another Senate seat. She was backing a mystery candidate, and no one could figure out who it was. Her constituents loved her, and were sure to elect whomever she gave her support to.

"Hi, Martha," said Lois. Lois had been bullied to drop 'Mrs. Kent' or 'senator' when she talked with Clark's mom. Lois didn't usually let herself be bullied, but Martha always got her way. "Thanks, and I'm doing great. Is Clark there?"

"Yes, he just got home from 'up north'." Martha called to her son. "So, Lois, when are you coming out to visit? Your father is all moved in and waiting for you to come see us. I mean him."

Lois smiled, Martha didn't usually slip up like that. She had suspected that her dad moved to Smallville after retiring from the Army for the fiery senator's company. He said it was the clean air and good living. Lois had been trained by the best and could smell the General's lie from a mile away. "I promise that I'll come out next week. I have a big article that I'm finishing now."

"Alright, Lo" said Martha, using her father's pet name for Lois. Lois took that as a sign of how much time the two were spending together if she was picking up habits from him. "Just remember, a promise is kept in this family. Here's Clark."

"Hey, Lois. What's up?" asked Clark.

"I need to see you tonight, Smallville. At eight o'clock sharp" said Lois, putting some bite into her words.

"Um, okay. Do you want to have dinner?"

"No, eat before you come. We have some things to talk about." Lois kept it mysterious.

Clark was taken aback. "Alright, then. I'll be at your place at eight" said Clark.

"You'd better be."

Clark was nervous. He had been spending so much time at the Fortress doing research into a little problem. He wanted to be intimate with Lois. She drove him crazy with desire. He had spent hours pouring through the computers, figuring out if he could safely make love to her. He had found out that, yes indeed, he could. He would have to be gentle and definitely control his heat vision. The trick was a series of meditation exercises. In fact, the Fortress had provided him with detailed instructions on getting the most out of the experience. Clark didn't think that most of the instructions were even physically possible without Olympic Gymnastic training. But, it would be fun to find out.

He didn't know what Lois wanted to talk about. He was half afraid that she wanted to break up. He had been so hesitant before, so afraid that he would hurt her physically that he may have screwed it all up. Clark flew to her apartment balcony and knocked on the glass door. The apartment was dark. He checked his watch, yup, eight. Lois came to the doors in a bathrobe. She smiled and opened the doors for him.

"Lois, you said we needed to talk?" asked Clark, apprehensively.

"Yes, we do." She said.

"About what?" Clark felt let down. Here it comes, he thought.

Lois smiled seductively. "About this" she said, undoing the robe. She was wearing very revealing undergarments beneath the robe. She put her arms around his waist and looked into his eyes. "I'm not taking no for an answer this time, Smallville."

Clark stared at the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. She was a vision. Sexy, sultry and beautiful. He kissed her with all the passion he had. He picked her up and took her into the bedroom, making love to her by the soft light of candles.

Lois was trembling. She lost count of all the climaxes after ten. Clark had superhuman stamina. Hell, everything about him was super human. She lay on top of him with her eyes rolled back in her head and her breathing ragged. "Lois, are you alright," asked Clark. "MMMM, aftershocks" she murmured. "That was amazing. It was certainly worth the wait."

Clark smiled. Wait until he used some of the techniques the Fortress showed him. "It was magnificent" he said. "I love you, Lois."

"I love you too, Clark."

She called in sick to work the next day.