HER PULSE RACES

"Chloe is barely legal and she is throwing herself at the first guy that's shown her any attention…"

"Lois…it may not kill you to show a little support…"

"You want support...I'll show you support…"

She was going over it and over it, and it came down to one reason…she was trying to get a rise out of Clark.

She was upset, upset that he could have any girl he wanted….and he never gave anyone a chance.
"He's one to talk about support." She remembered thinking.

The first day she met him, she was sure he was just a simple farm boy. Nothing could have further from the truth.

Complicated and commitment phobic…he was the most complicated and exasperating guy she had ever met.

Lana was as close to a relationship as he ever got…and that's what bothered her the most.

Lois learned never to do love triangle the hard way when she was younger…but Clark made her forget about all those rules. And yet still somehow she had managed to keep her attraction in check. Except at night…in her dreams she had all sorts of crazy and sometimes erotic dreams.

She was angry how could act so knowledgeable about relationships and not even be able to maintain one on his own?
So when he said to show a little support…she was determined to make him regret his words…

"Yea…that really worked…"

"What?"

Frowning she looked over at him and looked away quickly. "Nothing…"

He frowned and wondered what she was thinking. Before he could think of something to say, they were pulling into his driveway.

"Loiss…"

"Yea what?" she answered sounding harsher than she meant to

"Are you okay?" he asked softly

Surprised by his serious manner she looked at him, and his eyes were searching hers. She tore them away.

"I'm fine…hold still and I'll be right there…" she started out the door only to find her wrist in his hand.

"Can't we just stay here?"

She narrowed her eyes nervously. After a moment of silence she said, "What on earth for?"

"We shoud talk"

"Clark, we talk all day long." He hadn't released her wrist.

"Smallville, you wanta let go while I still have a pulse?" he frowned and then smiled and then he let her go.

"I really like how you talk."

"Really? And how is that? Sarcastic, abrasive..."

"You really have a way with words…" he grinned.

"Nice talk Smallville…can we go in now?"

"It raccesss."

"What?" she said shaking her head in confusion.

He leaned in and said "Your pulse races when I touch you…"

Before she could stop herself she said… "How did you know…" and then realizing her slip she said…
"Just what makes you think that..."

But before she could finish he was getting out of the truck…"I know what to do…" he was falling down. Quickly, she rushed over to the other side, and started to help him up. She tried to place herself under his arm only to find her back up against the truck and him boxing her in with his arms.

"Smallville! You need to stop and think about what you're doing…what you're saying…It's just some sort of spell…"

"My fortress…we can go to my fortress of solitude…then you will understand." He said as if he was telling her some mysterious secret.

"The barn?" she couldn't help it…she started to laugh he released her and started to stumble…she caught him under the arm and started toward the house. "Whoa big guy…lets get you in the house…"

Clark was frowning…"How can I take her to my fortress…I can't even stand up straight!"

This sisn't working out the way I imagined…"

"Welcome to my world Smallville…" she smiled.

"I deffinitly have a new appreciation for you…or it…the world…"

She narrowed her eyes and fought off a smile…"Thanks Smallville…" she helped him up the stairs , and for the first time she felt confident that nothing would happen.

Clark couldn't take it…all he could think about was how to make this night last…make it important…to change something while he could. "I need to stop talking…" he realized, and with that he turned her and backed her up against the wall. She tried to move to the side, only to find his strong arms blocking

"Wait…I want to do this right…while I still feel like this…he turned and put both his hands on her shoulders.

"Lois " was all he said

"What now?" her heart was beating fast…any other guy and he would be on the ground by now with her foot on their throat. But not him…he could overpower her with one look.

"I 'm talking too much…" he eyes was turning greener by the moment, and she had a deceptively scared look on her face…

"Isn't that my lin...mmm" before she could finish he was covering her mouth with his, and pressing her into the wall."

Stroking and pleading with his tongue she parted her lips for him and he pressed into her with his body even more. Her hands were pulling and squeezing him the moment he kissed her. It was as if they had a mind of their own.

Meanwhile his hands was having a field day, after a few moments he was rocking into her and attempting to pull her leg up to wrap around his waist.

Finally he lifted his head and whispered into her ear "If I could change one thing…it would be us… it would be…it would …you would…" but he couldn't finish the thought, instead he caught her mouth and drowned the surprised look on her face with his intentions.

Reaching over to the door…all the while he was making his intentions very clear.
She heard the door open, and suddenly finding his footing…he lifted her up and said…"Let's get you to bed…" Feeling him overwhelming her she knew in a second, she wasn't getting away from him…not this time.