-Chapter Nine-

Sister Rivalry

Clark and Paige walked up the steps of the manor their stomachs full from a good dinner. The porch light shone on them as they reached the door. "Well, this is me," Paige said slowly.

"Good night," Clark said pleasantly. They moved into a kiss. It was slow, building as their hands moved across each other. Paige's hands wrapped around his shoulders her fingers trailing through his hair and his hands holding her hips.

They parted. A sense of longing between the two as Paige breathed heavily and Clark looked at her longingly. "Why don't we go up stairs?" panted Paige heavily.

"Are you sure?" asked Clark with a look of concern of caution.

"I think I can handle it," Paige replied soothingly with a seductive look in her eyes.

She grabbed his hand motioning him through the door. She ran through the hallway. Piper and Leo sat in the living room. "Where are you two going?" asked Piper knowingly.

"Upstairs," called Paige as she pulled Clark up stairs playfully. They didn't waste much time as they stepped onto the landing. Paige threw her self into Clark kissing him as they moved closer to her bedroom. Clark moved her towards the bedroom. They walked through into the bedroom Clark kissing her neck continuously as she ripped her shirt of to reveal her black bra.

"Your turn," Paige said breathlessly with a playful look on her face. "Clothes!" she called her hand out stretched. Blue lights surrounded Clark and within seconds he was only wearing his boxers. Paige smiled playfully.

Clark zoomed towards her throwing her on the bed. He kissed her all over not wanting to miss any bit of her. Then-

Clark heard his phone ring. He went to move away. "Leave it," moaned Paige annoyed by the interruption.

"It could be important," Clark replied kissing her while moving away. He walked over to his pants. But, suddenly, they disappeared in a blue light. Clark turned to see Paige holding his paints.

"You'll have to be quicker than that," she said playfully.

"I don't know," Clark chuckled to which he suddenly, zoomed towards her grabbing his pants. "I can be quick when I want to be."

"Try me," Paige whispered seductively moving in to kiss him. The ringing continued. Clark moved away answering the phone. Paige continued to kiss his neck as he talked on the phone making him quite uncomfortable.

"H-Hello," he stammered his voice rising to a high-pitched squeak.

"Clark, it's me," answered Phoebe on the other end. "There's something wrong with your article. Elise wants you here A.S.A.P."

"Err… I'll be right there," Clark gulped as Paige continued to kiss him. He got up putting his pants on.

"You'll be right there?" Paige repeated outraged.

"I need to go over something at work," Clark said hurriedly. "Don't worry I'll be quick."

"You better," Paige said with a mock dangerousness.

Clark zoomed out of the room leaving with a smile.

Clark walked in hurriedly into the dark newsroom fully clothed. All the lights were out. It was deserted. A confused look appeared on Clark's face as he looked around. No one's here, he thought to himself.

"Phoebe," Clark cried walking into Phoebe's office. He stopped as he saw Phoebe sat at her desk. She was wearing black lingerie and a red silk robe. He legs were propped onto the desk. She held two glasses of wine. "Err… you wanted to see me about my article."

"Oh, we can get to that in a minute," Phoebe cooed seductively. She took her legs off of the desk and walked towards Clark. "I just wanted to congratulate you on all the hard work you've done the past month. Drink."

"Phoebe," he said gingerly and a little out of place. "Why are you dressed like that?"

Phoebe drunk the last of her wine and threw the glass at the back of the room wildly. She slid her arms out of the robe revealing the back lingerie. "I wanted to give you your reward for a job well done," she said playfully. She leaned in to kiss him.

Clark moved away quickly. "Phoebe what is this?!" Clark asked outraged and confused by Phoebe's performance. "I'm going out with Paige. Your sister."

Phoebe stroked Clark's chest enticingly. "She's only my half sister," she whispered. "Besides, what she doesn't know won't hurt her."

She grabbed the hems of Clark's jacket throwing him onto the couch and lunging at him like a wild beast.

Paige paced up and down her room impatiently. She looked at the clock on her chest of draws. It had been ten minutes since Clark had left. She looked at the ceiling impatiently and then back to the clock. She then, closed her eyes and orbed out of the room.

Clark zoomed over to behind the desk. His face thwart with terror as Phoebe corners him like a wild animal. "Phoebe, this is crazy," he said shocked. "You can't do this to Paige."

Phoebe jumped into the air throwing Clark onto the desk. Phoebe climbed on and straddled him. "It's all fair game, Clark," Phoebe sniggered, "besides, I could do things to you she couldn't."

She leaned in and kissed him. Clark's eyes widened in shock. He pushed her away. Phoebe looked down at him breathlessly.

"PHOEBE!" Yelled Paige from the door.

Clark and Phoebe both turned to see Paige stood there near tears. Her face was ripe with anger. "Paige, it's not what it looks like," Clark called helplessly.

Paige shook her head angrily turning and storming off. Clark pushed Phoebe off of him. She gasped and looked at him shocked. "Clark?"

He looked at her puzzled. "Are you alright?" he asked.

"Yeah," she groaned, "what happened?"

"You don't remember anything?" Clark asked in puzzlement.

"Nothing from when you gave me your article," Phoebe groaned. She looked down at what she was wearing. "What am I wearing?"

"Here," Clark said handing her the red robe.

"What happened?" Phoebe asked worriedly not wanting to know the answer as she covered her self up with the robes.

Clark bowed his head glumly.