A/N: Finally, the 2nd and final part of this lil one-shot. Thanks you guys for the reviews on the first half!!! A lil, AUish in the fact both Clark's parents are alive.
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Fever
In the morning
Fever all through the night
"Well, some things were just meant to burn."
She pushed away from him, pressing up against the the elevator wall. Her brows arched as she gave it a little suggestive wiggle to him as her lips slid effortlessly in a teasing smirk. Clark raised his brow and repeated her steps, slipping back against his corner of the wall and folded his arms across his chest, daring to see what she would do next.
As if taking that challenge, Lois places the small red present belonging to Chloe between her teeth, and runs the palms of her hands over her chest, squeezing her mounds up once in the passing before stretching up idly. Clark had the nerve to look bored and even patted his hand over his mouth in a fake yawn for good measure. Inside he was smiling wickedly as a Cheshire cat, though.
Everybodies got the fever
That is somethin you all know
Lois cut her eyes at his audacity to act like he wasn't liking what he was seeing and it prompted her to keep on going. She flung her chocolate strands over her shoulder as she turned to face the wall. Hitching her black Jimmy Choo on the silver metal holding bar, she flaunted her slender, long, wrap around a guy's waist, leg covered in silk stocking coming only to her knee.
Fever is'nt such a new thing
Fever start long ago
She turned her head to him, eyes looking seductively as she trailed her hands from her ankle pushing the black fabric of her skirt out of the way showing even more of her incredible leg as her hand rested mid-thigh. Clark gave an interest eye as he tilted his head toward her, clearly enjoying the show despite the cool demeanor he was fronting.
"That's good." He complemented, kicking off from the wall and stalked up behind her. His body flushed against her back as his hand laid upon her own that was slowly riding up her silk-stocked leg.
A smile tweaked at her lips before his hands firmly grabbed her shoulders, spinning her around, she gave a squeak as he pushed his body into hers against the wall of the elevator. Lighting up the buttons of the floors, before Lois pushed them across to the other wall never breaking body contact.
"But this is better." She whispered low and seductively, her hands finding the inside of his shirt to rake down his body and latch onto the belt of his pants. With the support she slid her body down against his and looked up into his blues suggestively.
The suggestion not going past him as he smiled widely, finding the look in her hazels and the thin, red, package in her mouth too exciting to not have his mind wander down a certain, erotic path.
Romeo love Juliet
Juliet she felt the same
"Maybe Later." He leaned down and grabbed her up gently from the back of her head, her face within inches of his. Taking the present from her lips, he replaces it with the rush of his own mouth as his arms take hold around her body. Feeling a fire more alive then, he could swear, the sun could ever produce in him. And he wanted to burn...
Lois grounded against him, her body not immune to the same flame that was igniting in his own body was seeping through her pores and pouring it's wicked allure into her own. There was no warning...no thoughts to even think...just pure ecstasy.
When he put his arms around her
He said Julie baby your my flame
"What are we doing?" Lois' words breathy and wound up as he continued to devour every inch his lips could savor. Her mind trying to fight a loosing battle through a haze that just wouldn't quit. She felt like she was melting, boneless, turning to goo, but damn, was it nice.
"Kissing." Clark responded, his mind too far gone to question what felt so right.
Now give me fever
When were kissin
"Why?" Lois moaned deep from her throat as Clark's mouth discovered one of her sensitive spots, driving whatever little sanity she clung to right out the window.
Noises of pleasure played through the elevator as a decent to higher levels went unnoticed, even as the silver doors slid open followed by a Ding did nothing to bring the two to the present from the world they were wrapped in, sheer silk, crushed velvet and steel planes.
Fever with that flame in you
Fever
I'm a fire
Fever yeah i burn for you
Chloe stood gaping and wide eyed at the elevator that has been turned into the love shack in over a few hours. With the two who look like they were enjoying sampling exotic ambrosia, not the caverns of each other's mouth. An embarrassing smile claimed Chloe's lips as she starred awkwardly at the two who were slowly coming to the fact they were on display for not only Chloe but like half the bull pen.
"That for me?" Chloe chirped noticing her name on the package and snatching the present with her gloved hand from Clark's naughty hand that was trying to mold itself against Lois'...lower cheek. "You guys really shouldn't have...but I would have been sold without the freaky sex in the elevator scene."
Captain smith and pocahontas
had a very mad affair
"Chloe?" Clark asked shaking his head and blinking his eyes, Lois doing the same as they untangled themselves from each other's possessive grip.
"What the hell is going on?" Lois half coughed, half chocked out trying to gain back some kind of composure after what happened or what almost happened in private in on show for the worst gossip floor in the Daily Planet. They working on the said worst gossip floor.
Chloe in reply, only raised her brow, looking from Lois to Clark in amusement, lips tightly pressed together to keep from bursting out in laughter. This not escaping the keen eyes of one annoyed Lois Lane who rolled her eyes at her cousin's mirth in finding this humorous.
When her daddy tried to kill him
She said daddy oh don't you dare
"For the record, 'I' got you the gift." Lois smirked, her hand at her temple as clarity began to swim back to her head and walked toward her desk.
Chloe let out a chuckle as she turned to look back at Clark who still was fighting the effects of the goings on in the elevator. "How you like the wrapping paper? Red Crush. They should really put a warning on that stuff, you know with the sparkling-shine coming from melted red Kryptonite."
He gives me fever
With his kisses
Clark opened his mouth about to comment when Lois popped from nowhere back next to Chloe's side who stuffed her gift into her lead-lined purse dispelling the effect. One never knew when green...or red...Kryptonite was needed to carry around. Or both just because they matched the Christmas theme, but...okaaaaay.
Lois grabbed Chloe's shoulder and slung her slightly around to face her. "'Big-Its' is selling Kryptonite infused wrapping paper?"
Chloe nodded slowly and looked at her loose-cannon cousin like it was obvious. "Uh-yea."
fever when he holds me tight
Fever
I'm his misses
Daddy won't you treat him right
"RED Kryptonite infused wrapping paper?" Lois questioned again and received the same look from Chloe and an even weirder one from Clark whose cheeks were still apple red from their tryst in the elevator.
Lois had to suppress back a smugged smile at the effect she caused on the farm boy and shook her head before explaining. "Don't you see? 'Big-Its' is using the Red Kryptonite as an aphrodisiac!"
Chloe perked up and smiled as the thought finally hit home with her. "Making it irresistible to buyers! They can't help but purchase as much as they can when they touch this stuff. Instead of it being the first person they see, it's the first 'thing' that they go crazy for."
Now you listened to my story
Here's the point that i have made
"I don't get it." Clark said shaking his head.
Lois tilted her head, 'You wouldn't' flashed across her eyes with annoyance. "It's like subliminal messaging but in drug form. As soon as it's touched the Red Kryptonite seeps through their pores making them have to buy the wrapping paper and lots of it. So the first thing they see, which would be the wrapping paper, makes them go crazy for it.....Though, not in your parents case..."
Clark's face dropped at the sound of that, his head snapping in her direction. "Lois, what did you do?"
Lois let out an exasperated huff that usually meant she was in guilt of something. "Ok, so I asked your Mom to wrap my Christmas gifts...you know how much I suck at it!"
"Lois!" Clark warned.
Chloe laughed loudly as Lois shrugged, a feigned innocent look on her face. "Lets just say with the way things are going, you might have a little brother or sister soon. I'd give them the house tonight just to be safe...though...I did leave about three rolls there. I would make it a few nights. "
Clark looked ready to strangle and disembodied someone before Chloe pipped up. "Lois, this is the find of the year. What a way to end the year with a bang."
"Exactly!" Lois chimed proudly and headed to her desk to type the story with the two following behind. "Not only is this illegal, but I bet 'Big-Its' is making a killing like crazy selling that Red Kryptonite-infused wrapping paper."
"Sounds like a job for team Lane and Kent." Chloe smiled and waved the two off as she left from their conjoined desk to hunt down her husband.
"Ugh! RED!" Lois screamed startling Clark and a few other employees close enough to the out burst.
Clark looked around his computer, brow up in puzzling-concern. "You, Ok?"
"Yea, just dandy." Lois snipped, her fingers typing furiously at the keys that he was surprised she wasn't pounding at them. Clearly her definition of fine was exactly not the case because the events of the elevator were definitely on mind if the rose overtaking her creamy skin was any indication.
"Are you mad?" Clark asked leaning on the top of his monitor and looking down at her with hidden amusement.
Lois swung her head up to glare at him. "Does it look like I'm mad?"
If that wasn't mad claiming her expression, he really hated to see what pissed off was. He only nodded and quickly stopped at the glaring she was directing to him "Lois, about what happened in the el-"
"Clark, how about a little less talking to me and a lot more picking up the phone and seeing what you can get from 'Big Its', ok?" She gave a fake smile and dropped her attention back to her computer screen, fingers still a mile a minute as Clark flopped into his seat.
After the dead end calls he made to the manager of 'Big-Its', which big surprise there, didn't give so much as an inkling of fowl play, turned to his computer to see if he could search anything out. All the while listening to Lois huffing and speak angry nonsense that he couldn't even make out with his super-hearing.
"Lois, you sure you're okay?" Clark asked in genuine concern this time.
"Fine, Clark!" Lois snapped without true heat, without looking from the screen she busily worked out the story on.
"You're calling me Clark." He pointed out, as he checked out a few websites. "Which only happens when you're mad or serious...or hungry...or bit-."
Lois looked around her computer, catching his eyes and speaking as if to a child. "I'm...Fine...Small...Ville.....Happy?"
Clark rolled his eyes as she disappeared behind her screen once again and the tip-tap of the keys returned full-blow as well.
"Fine." Clark mumbled and mocked under his breath as he went back to his job at hand when a chime rung and a small window popped up on his screen.
Clark leaned close to the screen, reading out-loud what it said. "It's true, isn't it?"
He shook his head, sliding his hand down his face in frustration. "Lois, I'm sitting two feet in front of you. And what are you talking about?"
"Type it!" Was her only reply and as he looked at his screen what she just said was again thrown at him but in big, bold letters and lots of these-!!!!!.
Leave it to Lois to find more then one way to yell at me, Clark mused and humored her by typing what he just asked her in their IM screen.
"What are you talking about?" He said as he typed and the chimed sounded again as he pressed send and Lois received it.
"What am I talking about?" Lois ranted out loud as she typed the words angrily in her IM box. "That the only time it seems like you can kiss me is when you're under the influence of that freakin red rock!!!"
Clark swallowed hard, falling back against his seat and hesitantly looked around the computer again. "You want me to kiss you?"
She wasn't going to look at him, but he could hear her teeth grinding together and using his x-ray vision see her burn holes into her computer screen as she glared at it. That so wasn't the right thing to ask....
He didn't know what was happening faster or maybe it was all happening at one time, her yelling at him every word she was furiously typing and the words with that damn annoying ring sounding simultaneously.
"I can't believe you asked me that!" Lois shouted and shook her head, she would have thought after what almost occurred at Chloe's wedding and what kept happening between them with the blasted red rock, something was there between them. "That isn't even the point!"
"What is-" He tried to say but her rants were overpowering and kept on going, right over his words. "Lois..."
"You kissed Lana...ok, so she was your girlfriend...ex-girlfriend....but you kissed Chloe..."
Clark leaned his head in his hand, glaring at the non-stop verbals being thrown at him. "Lois..."
"...and yea I know she's your best friend...and you guys don't see each other like that, anymore...which is a good thing..."
"Lois, are you going to let me spe-" He rolled his eyes, it was like trying to talk to a wall...no, a wall wouldn't talk back. "I guess not."
"...But with none of them did you ever needed freakin red rock crap to initiate a kiss!....What is it with me...."
"Red rock crap?" Clark raised his brow looking taken back by the title, but nothing he was saying was stopping the running of the bull her mouth took on at that moment.
"...Am I just that...that...WHAT?! Unliked? That's it isn't it, you don't like me or find me that attractive to kiss..."
Clark stood up.
"So, there's the truth...maybe I shouldn't be surprised..."
He walked around his desk to Lois' side of the desk.
"I mean I really don't like you eit-"
She was hushed as she was involuntarily swirled around to see Clark leaning over her, his hands leaning on her arm rests, entrapping her on the chair. The position of his body blocking her path of escape making her gulp and stare wide-eyed into those intense baby blues he fixed on her hazel orbs.
Chicks were born to give you fever
Be it fair and have a sense of game
Lois froze at the feel of his fingers locking under her chin and pulling her face closer to his, nothing else was real and seemed to all melt away while he was there, looming, taking over her and she willing gave it over to him.
"I don't need red meteorite or anything else to want to kiss you." He whispered roughly, finally getting her attention and smoothing his voice. "I was joking about not knowing you wanted me to kiss you, because I wanted to also, for a long time now."
"Really?" Lois' voice was a squeak, which she would have to yell at herself later for making, but right then she could care less.
They give you fever
when you kiss them
He nodded slowly and just as slow and sweet he covered his lips over hers, his knees almost buckling and melt like butter as she responded back. Her fingers curling between the back of his neck to draw circles onto his skin between the stubble of hair.
Fever if you really learned
Fever
Till you sizzlen
But what a lovely way to burn
Euphoria had nothing on what she was feeling at that moment and neither could the red rock make her feel this good by kissing him. It was pure him, an essence she wished she could bottle and keep for all time, just to feel this over and over again. Maybe market it-
But what a lovely way to burn
All thoughts were gone at the nibble on her bottom lip and his tongue sliding over to wipe away the sting. His tongue meeting hers as she gave him entrance deeper inside the honey pot of her mouth. Both letting out groans as satisfaction among the lapping sounds of entwined lips and passion filled kisses.
But what a lovely way to burn
Clark pulled back slightly, to Lois' dismay, realizing she needed air but she could have went on forever even in the threat of a black out as long as his lips were on hers.
But what a lovely way to burn
He leaned his forehead against hers, feeling her lips smile against his, her eyes still closed and basking in the warmth he stole over her skin.
"Happy?" He asked mocking her earlier words after searing her mouth once more with a hard-needed kiss.
Lois was in a daze, so high on cloud nine she could have sworn she was floating and not sitting slouched in her seat. Clark tightened his tie, fixing it as he walked back to his desk and plopping smugly back in his seat. A few snickers and giggles snapped Lois out of the haze, her face red as she cleared her throat loudly and narrowed her eyes at a few heads that quickly turned away.
"Whoo Hoo! Go Lois!" Chloe's voice shouted somewhere in the bullpen, amusement and happiness sounding in her voice for her cousin. She couldn't help but tease, what was family for?
"Shut up, Chlo!" Lois shouted back, eyes trying to search her cousin out among the bullpen and thought she saw her and her goof of a husband quickly hiding behind a cabinet but wasn't sure.
In true Lois pride, despite the bright pink of her cheeks, she straighten herself in her seat, smooth out her clothes as best she could and slid back closer to her computer. Her fingers about to attack the keys once more when a chime sounded on her open IM window.
BoyScout21(6:52:44PM):
Dinner, tonight with my Folks, no excuses....Besides, I think we should rescue them from the evil wrapping paper.
Lois chuckled into a smile, biting on her bottom lip, she could still feel his burning and pulsing with need on her mouth and had to keep from letting out another moan. She cleared her head, giving it a shake once to compose herself and laid her fingers to the keys.
MadDog22(6:53:55PM):
I would love too, and don't think cuz I'm giving in now that means you can boss me into doing whatever you want :P.....N I guess we should rescue ur parents from the holiday bliss and smash their happiness. Geez ur such a selfish son :D haha
BoyScout21(6:53:57PM):
LOIS!
MadDog22(6:54:07PM):
LOL!
Even though he felt like glaring and strangling her, he couldn't stop from smiling and laughing at his Lois. The thought of Lois being his and he belonging to her was doing funny little things to his stomach. Though nothing was said officially, he wasn't worried about this relationship not turning out to everything he ever wanted.
BoyScout21(6:54:21PM):
Merry Christmas, Lo. XOXO :)
Lois fell back into her seat, a huge, content smile on her face and joy and happiness sparkling in her eyes as she said. "Merry Christmas, Smallville."
She laughed at the the mocking words that chimed into the IM box.
BoyScout21(6:54:44PM):
TYPE IT!!!
Lois rolled her eyes in amusement as she heard him laugh across the desk, making eye contact once and giving him the most beautiful smile he ever seen, all of hers being beautiful. Before her attention went back to the computer screen and typed.
MadDog22(6:55:27PM):
Merry Christmas, Smallville. XOXO :)
Clark smiled for once in his life, it wasn't forced or fake or felt like he had to do it, he smiled because it was something he couldn't help but do when he was around her. He looked up to see her eyes waiting to connect once more with his, just to have his attention all for her and returned the smile that was shown on his own face.
The heavens opened up once more and poured down the white, fluffly flakes upon the winter wonderland of Metropolis as Lois and Clark with thoughts of each other danced in thier heads, settled back to typing about the crooked, red-meteorite infected wrapping paper find for the rest of the night.
...Though it's been said....many times....
many ways....Merry Christmas, to you...
The End