AN: Sorry for the wait but I haven't been feeling quite good lately, so I don't know if this chap is good as others I've done.
Thanks: To Mysterious Vixen, always coming up with great ideals for me, though none is used in this chap, will be in the next.
And always to my awesome Reviewers, to which this story would not be if not for y'all guys encouragement. Thanks immensely!
Chapter 10: (Day 1) Chloe's plan
The girls walk up to the pool area, each wearing their own respective swim suits. Chloe in a two piece, dark blue with light blue hibiscus printed all over in various sizes. Lana stayed to something a little more simpler, cotton candy pink two piece, top tied in front into a small bow and a hot pink shawl hung loosely on her hips. Lois flaunted a black bikini, metal rings covered with rhinestones connected the straps to the top part, and covering the top of her bottom piece.
The area was filled with freedom crazed teens, running around shooting each other with water guns, playing different games in the pool, and making out. The girls faces scrunched up in disgust, seeing two hormone surging teens slobber all over each other. Their tongues visibly seen slipping in and out and lips hungrily consuming each others mouths.
"PLEASE, get a room!" Lois sneers, they only stopping for a moment to glare at her, and roll their eyes before going back to their slobber-fest. "I bet they only met like two seconds ago and their already down each other throats, literally."
Chloe and Lana laughed. "This coming from the girl who's written the book on behaving badly."
"Hey, that was a good book." Lois tease, Chloe laughs and bumps her shoulder into hers.
Guys stopped and gawked as the girls walked by, eying their shapely, well curved figures, moving all the right ways as they walked. The girls smiled widely at the appealing stares and hunged jaws displayed by every guy they went pass along the pool. They laugh as one guy stares at them intently, forgetting he was helping his girlfriend out the pool and she falls back in, creating a big splash.
Chloe turns back around laughing, from watching the guy pull his pissed girlfriend back out of the pool. "I think it's official. We're Hot!"
"Ha, was there ever a doubt?" Lois beams, swinging back her loose chestnut hair.
"And...Speaking of Hot." Chloe notes, a sexy smirk gracing her lips, checking out the guys straight ahead, as they greased themselves up with sun block. "Carlos is looking pretty sizzling. Wouldn't you say, Lola?"
Lois' mind is off in space somewhere as she watches Clark run his hands over his bare chest, rubbing in the white cream over the folds of his bulging pecks and chest muscles. His tan smooth skin glittering in the sun light. Her top teeth clamped down on her bottom lip at the sight, the corner of her lips curled in a seductive grin.
"Lola?...Lola!"Chloe impatiently saids, to the wandering mind of her Cuz. "Lois!"
Lois jumps as Chloe shouts her name, breaking her from her explicit thoughts about Farm Boy. "So, Carlos is Hot, huh?"
Lois shakes her head. "I really haven't notice."
"Riiiight." Chloe strides, knowing she's lying.
Bart bumps into Clark's side seeing the girls walking over towards them. "Yo, check out the girls!"
Clark looks up and is blown away by one "girl" in particular. He watches as she seems to glide over walking in slow motion, her bouncy hair swaying softly around her face. The sun making her look like some angelic creature, but that smugged, proud look she always wore, made known that she was very naughty and could be when she wanted to. This Clark knew very well.
Bart laughs at the the expression on Clark's face, his jaw dropped down and eyes really wide. "Dude, you're letting flies in."
Clark elbows him in the side, but doesn't stop staring. "Lola is looking pretty yummy there, isn't she?" Bart teases, and gets hit in the side again.
They stopped in front of the guys, smiling widely. "It took you guys long enough. Did y'all get lost?"
"Listen McShorty, it takes time to look this good and...yeah, a bit." Clark and Bart laughs, both getting punches from Lois who tilts her hand giving them her Lane grin.
"And Dude, the name's Bart, not McShorty."
"Well, "Dude"." Lois exaggerating on the word "Dude". "I'm not "one", as you can see."
Chloe shakes her head then gives a little pose. "So, how do we look?"
"Amazing." Clark answers, starring straight into Lois' hazel eyes, making her cheeks flush to her surprise. Chloe smiles seeing them stare like that at each other, her plan coming together nicely...
Lois shakes her head, damn those blue eyes of his. "Where's that cute swimmer guy? What's his name, AC?"...and then her plan gets shot straight to hell, Chloe sighs with annoyance and lowers her head.
Clark rolls his eyes, no matter how close they were getting, if they even were. She still was on a bet, "The' Bet", that she did the sacred hand shake on, which was a big thing since her and Chloe hadn't done it since they were kids. She was in this to win, and Clark had to admit he was kinda nervous.
"He's in the pool." Clark sighs, pointing him out. Lois looks at where he's pointing, seeing AC flexing his muscles as he jumps to hit the ball.
"Nice." Lois replies, admiring the view.
Clark crosses his arms, seeing the way Lois is eying AC. "He's playing pool Volleyball with some other people, which we're about to play."
"Great!" Lois saids in a chipper voice, turning back around to face him. "Catch." she saids suddenly, throwing the sun block at Clark.
Being caught off guard he fumbles with the bottle, it slipping through his hands but catching it before it drops to the ground.
"Nice catch, Carl." Lois saids sarcastically, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Now grease my back up, I'm already tanned enough and don't won't to get burned." she flops down on the beach chair in front of him.
Clark rolls his eyes. "The name is Carlos, not Carl, Lo-..." Chloe gives him a look, he catching on quick. "...la." He was already behind 2 points, he didn't need to give her anymore by messing up on simple things.
"Beside, I don't remember anyone winning yet, to be giving out orders."
"Fine." Lois saids, rising up to her feet about to walk pass Clark. "I'm sure AC would be more then willing to do it."
Clark quickly grabs her arm, gently pulling her back down on the chair. "I knew you would listen to compromise." she saids smugly, a wide grin on her face.
He rolls his eyes, moving another beach chair up closer to the one she's on so he can have a good reach to her back. Chloe sees this as an opportunity to get her mission started. She walks over to Bart's side, giving him a slight nudge with her elbow, he knowing why.
"Um, we're going to get some towels for us to dry off with afterwords." Chloe announces.
"I'll help." Lana offers.
"No!" Chloe shoots out quickly, getting strange looks from everyone. "I mean thanks, but that's ok, Bart is going to help."
"Ok." Lana saids, still looking at her strangely. "Well, I'm going to head on in the pool then."
They watch as she walks away, Clark and Lois turn their eyes back to Chloe, trying to figure what's going on.
Chloe ignores the looks they give her. "We're going to get those towels now."
Lois stares from Bart to Chloe mischievously. "Chloe if you wanted some "alone time" with Bart here." making clicking sounds with her tongue and moves her brow up and down in a suggestive way. "You don't have to make up an excuse to get away. Especially something so obvious as "We're going to get some towels."
"Lola, we really "are" getting towels." Chloe presses, cheeks redden at what Lois was implying, but at least she wasn't suspicious about other things.
"Riiiiiight, "towels". " Lois mocks. "Well have fun getting some "towels". "
Chloe rolls her eyes and walks off, Bart by her side. "Whatever, we'll be back in a few minutes."
"Have fun!" Lois calls again, after them.
"And hurry up! We want to start this game soon." Clark shouts.
Chloe and Bart walked far enough away from the two, so nothing of her mission was overheard especially by one boy's special ears. Chloe looked around one last time seeing where all her friends were, all where preoccupied doing something and there was a crowd of people around to blend them in as just another couple among the faces.
"You sure this is far enough from you know who's super hearing?" Bart asked.
"Yea, we're good, besides Clark is too wrapped up in Lois right now to notice anything."
"Ok, one question, why not bring Lana into your little plans?"
Chloe sighs. "Lana obviously still hasn't gotten over Clark, which is ironic cos I woulda thought Clark would still be the one all mopey over yet another break up."
Chloe fixes her top, Bart's eyes ogling the goods, he quickly averts his eyes when Chloe looks back at him. "Also there's something..."
"What?" Bart asks , confused by her sudden stop in her sentence and the faraway look in her eyes.
"I'm not sure yet." she tapping her finger to her lips, her reporter instincts still trying to figure that "something" out. Then snaps back to the situation at hand. "Anyway, did you get it?"
"Not that it was hard to get, this being Spring Break after all." Bart saids, showing the item in his hand.
"Good." Chloe smiling brilliantly. "You think you can plant it on Clark without him knowing?"
"Hey, fastest hands in the world babe." Bart wiggles his fingers in the air.
"Perfect, now sneak it into his pocket after we're through here at the pool and he goes to change at the changing stalls. You rigged the door, right?"
"Yup, switched the knobs around, so it'll only open from the outside instead of the inside."
"Which door?" Chloe asked looking at the rows of doors, which usually needs a key from a personnel to open them, but with the quickness of Bart's speed. He was able to snatch a key away, and some tools to switch the function of the door knob, all of which he returned once everything was accomplished.
"Number Seven." Bart replies, watching her as she walks over in front of the door with the golden, metal number 7 hanging on it.
Chloe stops in front of it, grabbing the knob, looking around first making sure no one in particular eyes are watching them. She slowly turns the knob and it doesn't resist as she finishes the turn and slightly opens it to a crack. Reaching her hand through the slight opening she grabs the knob on the other side of the door, and smiles widely as it won't even budge a bit.
"Excellent! Everything is in place."
"You do know they're going to kill us, when they find out it was us who sett-ed this all up."
"Hopefully everything goes great, or else we might have to relocate." Chloe closes the door, looking up again at the gold number, a wide toothy grin runs across her face. "Let operation LnC, commence."
"So those two, huh?" Clark asks, pouring the creamy banana scented sunblock in his palms, then rubbing them together to warm it up.
"Wouldn't know." Lois replies, stretching her neck out to one side then the other, anticipating the feel of his strong hands caressing against her skin.
Clark shakes his head. "So, I see we're back to our corners again."
"Actually, I never left from mine." Lois saids matter-of-factly.
"Really? Haven't noticed." Clark teases, sliding up more to her, for a better reach. He leans in close to her ear, whispering in his husky voice. "Does everything have to be a game with you?"
"Not everything." Lois turned her head to look over her shoulder at him, smiling seductively, and winks. Clark gives back his own charming smile.
"Now, I do remembering asking a certain someone "nicely", to do something for me." she grabbing up her loose hair into a bun and keeping it in place with a clip.
Clark gulps at the sight of her exposed neck and back, her skin looking so inviting. He wonder if she knew what she was doing to him, he didn't doubt that she did, this just being another one of her ploys to tease him, more like make him suffer.
"You ask nicely?" Is that even possible?" he stutters, trying to keep his words intact but failing miserably.
Lois hears the cracks in his voice, gleaming widely knowing she's got him pulled in. She lifts her hand slowly pushing down the straps giving him full access to her body. Clark feels his body burn on fire, seeing her slink the straps over her smooth round shoulders.
"So get to it, chop...chop, Carlos." Lois saying his name in a Spanish accent.
Clark smiles widely, reaching out his shaky hands to her back, placing them softly upon her smooth skin. Lois softly gasps at the feel of his warm, wet hands, slowly rubbing in the sunblock along her bare skin, her eyes fight hard to stay open as he slowly moves his hand around in small circles all over the right places. He grins even more hearing her heart excitedly beat faster and hears soft moans escape from her, as he pressed hard into her back with his thumbs, his fingers gripping onto her shoulders.
"I don't remember asking for a massage-there."
"So, you want me to stop then?" Clark pulls his hands away only to have them pulled back down to her shoulders, he smiles having turned the tables around, she's the one now pulled in. Clark creeps his hands down her spine, making her shudder and groan with pleasure, to the small of her back rubbing on her sensitive spot. Lois digs her nails into the cushion, biting down hard on her lip to muffle the moan threating to burst from her mouth.
"No, don't stop." she sighs.
Clark grins evilly as he press harder onto her back, Lois arches into his hand wanting him to do more, she moaning deeply as his hands played wickedly upon her skin. He wraps his hands on her waist pressing his thumbs hard into the bottom of her back, she digs harder into the cushion, wrapping her legs together tightly, getting heated up in her lower region. Clark leans close to her neck, letting her feel his warm breath upon her skin, trailing it up to the back of her ear. She leans her head back onto his shoulder, his lips brushing against her ear as he continued to fondle her lower back.
"Don't you wish...Miss Lane." his deep voice whispers into her ear, then quickly rises up causing Lois to fall back on the beach chair he was just sitting in. Lois surprised by what he did, turns her head to see Clark's smugged face, his arms crossed against his chest, looking very proud. "You're not the only one who likes to play games."
Lois shakes her head not believing she fell for that, Clark actually one-upped her. "Smallville! You are so dead!"
"Tisk-tisk Lola." Clark shaking his head, grinning widely. "Now "who" are you talking about?"
"I haven't even been gone for five minutes and you guys are already at each others throats." Chloe marks down another point for Clark, having just come back from the changing stalls. "How can you two make something so simple into something so difficult?"
Lois rises up of the chairs clearly very pissed. "I don't know, why don't you ask Farmer John, here!"
"Point, again to Mr Kent." Chloe rolls her eyes at Lois' absent mindedness.
Clark stands there, smiling. "Tied...again."
Lois lets out a long frustrating sigh, bumping into Clark as she walked by him. "The war isn't over yet, Carl."
Bart jumps up hitting the ball in the air not quite getting it over the net, but lucky Clark quickly gets in position and taps it over into the water of the other team's side scoring another point for his team, 9 - 5.
"Alright, Dude! Nice save!" Bart cheers giving Clark a high-five.
Lana wraps her arms around Clark's neck pulling him into a "good job" hug. Clark glances over to the other side at Lois who was rolling her eyes at Lana all jumpy on Clark. Lois notices Clark starring at her, he winks smiling broadly that she missed the ball he hit over. She rolls her eyes again, and claps her hands, shouting for the game to continue.
Chloe tosses the ball under the net to Lana, her turn to serve. Lana throws the ball in the air and hits it hard with her fit sending it flying down the middle to AC, who counter hits it, sending it back over the net heading to the middle between Lana and Clark. They both went after the ball, only ending up running into each other. Clark and Lana laughing, his arms around her body helping her stand to her feet. He gently pushes her dark hair from her face, that clung to her skin when she submerged and came back up. Lois sees the interaction between them, her eyes glaring as she sees Clark getting a little to friendly with Lana, in her eyes anyway.
The ball bounces off them and heads toward Bart who hits it over the net, spiraling to Lois who took aim plowing her fist into the ball coming toward her. The hard impact sends the ball hurling through the air, directly to where she was aiming. The ball smacking hard into Clark's head, popping at impact making a really loud gun like sound causing everyone around to jump and stare at him, but going back to doing whatever when they realize what happen.
"Ok, what the hell was that?" Lois looking at her friends in the pool, everyone's faces not as confused as hers and Lana's. "I knew his head was hard, but come on, he should of been knocked out cold...And what is up with that ball?"
Clark quickly grabs his head acting like he's in allot of pain, Lana by his side seeing if he's ok, and Bart pretending to be concerned. Chloe shrugs her shoulders, quickly coming up with an excuse. "The ball must have been faulty or something."
Lois looks at Chloe like she's grown another head. "Riiiiight, cos under normal circumstances things like that just happens." she saids, sarcastically.
"Clark maybe you should go sit down." Lana asked holding onto Clark's arm.
"No, it's ok, I'm fine." Clark replies, holding his hand up to his head.
"Clark you just got pounded in the head with a volleyball, and it popped." Lana saids, a bit suspicious and worried about him.
"Yea, Carlos you might have brain damage or something." Lois shouts. "I know this one guy who has like semi-brain damage, he gets amnesia all the time, not very pretty."
"I'm fine." Clark saids through clamped teeth, looking from Lana to Lois. "Besides you're not getting out of this that easily, loser is still paying for dinner tonight."
"In that case, I hope you brought allot of spending money, you're going to need it."
Clark tilts his head glaring at her, his face in a "whatever" expression, Lois smiling smugly with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Come on, lets just get back to the game." AC saids, stopping whatever bantering would come.
With a new ball, both sides scored again bringing the point to 6- 10. Lana, Clark, and Bart's team still in the lead.
"Six serving Eleven!" Bart shouts, under-handing the ball up into the air then whacking it over the net.
The ball heads to Lois who hits it with both hands clamped together sending it back over to the other side, speeding to Clark. He quickly moves back-wards, splashing through the water tying to get directly under the ball. He bangs his fist into it, the ball zooms high into the air.
"I got it!" Lois shouts, but not getting a good hit, only sending it back straight up into the air. The ball descends back down, AC already in position to receive, his fist makes contact barreling the ball pass Lana, scoring a point for his team.
They cheer receiving another point, Chloe, AC, and Lois high-five each other at the same time.
"Whoohoo! Way to go AC." Lois shouts jumping into AC's arms, he swinging her around as they continued to chant their victory.
Clark cuts his eyes at the scene, feeling himself turn green with jealousy, seeing Lois hang all over AC. His arms wrapped around her waist and hands dangerously close to being on top of her butt, in his view anyway.
"It was only one point, we're still in the lead by 3 points." Clark shouts, throwing the ball under the net, hitting AC in his back, purposely. Lois still in his arms, they turn to look at him, Lois eyes set in a glare, her lips pressed into a tight straight line.
"Yea, you guys still suck!" Bart yells, laughing.
"Well, you're still short!" Lois sneers back, her hands on her hips, watching as Bart rolled his eyes.
Chloe claps her hands. "Ok, guys let's get back to the game."
AC takes the ball in his hands, looking smugly at Clark. "You ready, Bro?"
Clark's jaw clamps together, the muscles in his cheeks flexing. "More then ready."
AC throws the ball up in the air, Lois jumps up smacking it across the net, just liked they planned. It heads down to Lana who hits it hard to the far right to Chloe. She taps it over, Clark rushes to the net. He jumps up an spikes the ball into the water, scoring another point and wining the game.
"Yeaaaaah!" Clark shouts throwing his hands up in victory, Bart and Lana go over to him giving him a group hug, patting him on the back for the wining shot. Bart quickly slips the "item" in Clark's shorts pocket."
"I guess you guys are buying, hope you bring allot of money cos we all know how I like to eat." Bart taunts.
Lois rolls her eyes, standing with her arms across her chest. "Whatever."
"Well, I'm off to get changed." Chloe saids, quickly heading to the stairs and out the pool.
"Yea, we should start getting ready for tonight." Bart adds, going to the stairs himself, the sky already turning a bright orangery flame color as the sun set across the horizon.
Lois starts to walk over to the stairs, but stops in her tracks and scrunches her shoulder up as AC splashes water on her back. She spins around to see AC laughing, and splashes her some more.
"Ahhh, this is so not funny!" Lois laughs, splashing water back on him in his face.
Clark stops on the steps his hand grasping the bar, Bart by his side stopped as well, hearing the loud splashing, seeing AC and Lois in their water battle.
Lois splashes more as AC nears her, splashing back as well, he wraps his arms around her waist, diving back-wards with Lois in his arms submerging under the water. They bounce back up out the water, Lois wiping the water from her face, and pulling back her hair, laughing. She turns around to AC, a big smirk on his face, she whacks him on the chest for that little stunt and splashes him again.
"Don't sweat it man, he's just trying to make you jealous." Bart looks at Clark's face, red with anger and a hurt burning in his blues as he watches Lois' interaction with AC. "Which I can see he's succeeding."
Clark rolls his eyes and storms up the stairs. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Riiiiiiight." Bart saids watching as Clark walked away then notices the metal bar, Clark's imprint left behind in it. "Whoa, Dude! Remind me never to get you upset."
After her fun, Lois swims from AC to the stairs to leave and get changed herself only to find AC there waiting for her. She smiling impressed by how he could swim so fast, and yet to figure how he does that.
"What took ya so long?" AC asked, his sideways smile displaying on his lips with his arms folded across his chest.
"Well Mr HotShot, everyone can't be an Olympic swimmer like you." She jokes, taking his hand he outstretched to help her out the pool. He smiles watching her walk over to the beach chair to grab her towel, wrapping herself in it and heads to the changing stalls. He glance over to Clark who looked like he wanted to pull his spine from his throat, AC just giving him his trademark grin he constantly wore and walks off.
Chloe quickly snatches the "out of order sign" she place on the door knob to keep anyone from using it, as she saw Lois walk over to change. "Hey Lois this one's free."
"Hey Chloe, thanks. " Lois saids, stopping beside her, noticing her quick change. "You sure got dressed fast."
"Yeah, well I'm pretty hungry." Chloe lies trying to not look suspicious, and opens the door for Lois, she looking at her strangely.
"Don't you need a key to open these doors from the outside?" Lois questions.
Jesus! Lois would you just freakken go in! Chloe smiles pleasantly, trying to stay cool. "I already unlocked it."
"But you justed opened it, they lock when they're shut." Lois states.
Chloe sighs frustrated by her Cuz's smartalic self. "Lois would you please just go get changed, I'm starving here."
"Ok, I'm going...I'm going." Lois saids, walking inside.
Chloe shuts the door behind her and smiles as she hears the lock click, she looks over to Bart and nods. Bart watching over there the whole time, nods back getting the signal.
"Well we better get changed." Bart suggests, trying to get Clark over to the Changing stalls.
"Yeah, we should." Clark replies walking beside Bart over to the stalls.
"Hey, Clark." Chloe greets, when they arrive.
"Hey, Chlo. So, the stalls are full?" Clark assumes.
"Nope, just finished with this one."
"Go ahead Bart, you can use it first." Clark offers.
"NO!" both Chloe and Bart shouted, knowing what was in that room and only meant for Clark to go in.
Clark can't help but look at them oddly because of their outburst. Bart speaks up before Clark becomes anymore suspicious. "No, that's ok I'll just wait till you're done."
"Okay." Clark saids glancing strangely from Bart to Chloe.
Chloe and Bart steps to the side as Clark goes to the door, his hand on the knob, looking over his shoulder at their faces displaying forced smiles, he still not sure what's going on. Clark opens the door wide enough to go in, only to be caught off guard as he gets plowed in the back and pushed the rest of the way inside. Chloe and Bart quickly slams the door behind him, leaning their backs up against it, their hearts racing inside their chest.
"Seriously, Chlo we're dead!" Bart nervously saids, imagining what Clark would do to him if they ever got out. "He's going to to break the door down and strangle both of us."
Chloe breaths heavily already fearing the consequences, knowing her Cuz was the true force to be reckon with. "Clark isn't going to do something foolish like that especially around Lois. She's already way too curious about certain things. He knows he won't be able to explain how a very secured lock suddenly becomes dismantled, he wouldn't take that chance."
Bart looks deep into her eyes. "I hope for both our sakes that is true."
They come from off the door, Chloe placing back the "out of order" sign back onto the door knob, hopefully that would keep people from going inside.
"Tell me again, why are we doing this?" Bart ask starring at the door, wondering if they were killing each other yet. He turns his head to look at Chloe beside him. "Cos I have no problem with them being apart, at least I would still be alive."
Chloe rolls her eyes. "This is the only way, neither of them can make an excuse to be somewhere else or to avoid the other. They need to work things out, they're too stubborn to do things on their own. So they need a little push. I might not be around to see the fruits of my labor especially whey they kill me as soon as they get out of there, but I know one day they'll thank me."
They walk away heading to the small food court at the other end of the pool. Chloe stopped for a moment and looks back at the door. "Good Luck." she sighs then follows beside Bart.
Clark quickly turns around to the door, wondering what the hell was going on, reaching for the knob he discovers that it's lock. His mind still cloudy about why they would lock him inside, trying to figure if this was some stupid prank or joke but not seeing what it could be. He grabs tt the knob again about to use his strength to bust the lock when he hears a familiar voice behind him. Making his body go stiff with fear of his situation his heart skipping beats and speeding all at the same time.
"Chloe, back again, did you forget something? Oh, could you hand me my bra there on the table?" Lois facing the other way, drying her hair with a fresh towel.lk
Clark slowly backs up to the table not sure if Lois had any clothes on, not that he hadn't seen her bare before. He just knowing she wouldn't tolerate it a second time. He turns his head just enough to the right when his hand come in contact with the table, to see her black lacy bra hanging on the edge. He throws it back behind him, hitting Lois in the head with it.
"Thanks, Chlo for "handing" it to me." Lois quirks, taking the bra from her head and slipping it on over her bare top. "You, okay? Coz you're really quite."
Clark stands there his mouth gapped open and horror spread on his face. He was at a loss he didn't know what to do let alone what to say. He knew Lois would act like a wild animal trapped in the corner, one she realized she was locked in and with...him.
"Chloe?" Lois asks, confused by her lack of speech. "Are you..." She turns around surprised to see some guy's back facing her. Lois quietly picks up a chair next to her in the corner. She sneaks up to the guy, raising the chair up high to whack him with it. "Damn Pervert! Get your kicks somewhere else!" She swings the chair like a baseball bat.
Clark spins around to face her. "Wait!" he shouts, putting his arms up to cover himself.
Lois halts in time, stopping the chair mere inches from him. "Clark! What the h-...What are you doing!"
He gulps completely at a lost for words, his face turning red at the embarrassment of seeing Lois in her black bra and panties. She standing there arms folded like it was natural, but still shock none the less. "Umm...I-I thought it was empty." he stumbles with his words, fighting the temptation to eye every part of her body.
"As you can see, someone is in here. Now get out!" she walks over to the door grabbing the knob.
"Well, about that..." Clark saids nervously, rubbing his hands through his hair.
She tries to turn the knob only getting locked clicking sounds no matter how hard she try to turn it and not able to turn it completely or very far. "Ok, what's wrong with this door? Why is it locked from the inside?" Lois voice start to rise up, accusingly.
Clark lets out a deep sigh, digging his hands deeper into his hair. "Chloe told me this room was empty, then..."
"Then?" Lois saids impatiently.
"...then she and Bart pushed me in, shutting the door behind me."
"They set this up!" Lois' face turns red with fury, she spins back around to the door and begins to pound on it. "Chloe!...Chloe!...I'm gonna kick your ass, open this door now!"
"Umm, Lois?"
"What!" yells Lois really annoyed by her Cuz's stupid prank. Clark points his hand at her, gesturing to her half dressed self, fighting to keep his eyes on her face.
Lois looks down at herself. "Please, Smallville it's not like you haven't seen me in less." she saids, with a seductive smirk, switching her hips as she walked pass him to her duffel bag to put on a quick covering. Clark squeezes his hands together, already feeling his lower region get riled up. She pulls out a familiar piece of clothing from her bag.
"Ok, Smallville I'm decent, you can turn around."
"I wish Chloe was here, all the points I'd be rack-..." Clark faces her seeing the little number she's wearing. His red and gold stripped flannel shirt, his favorite to be exact. "That's my shirt, you stole it!"
"I borrowed it." she corrected, searching for some proper clothing. "It's only stealing if I don't return it."
"It's been missing for 3 weeks now." Clark sneered, admiring just how good she looked in his flannel, her smooth long slender legs showing at the bottom.
"I didn't say exactly how long I would be borrowing it. Besides it kinda grew on me, with it being the first flannel item I ever wore and all." she saids giving him a wink, pulling out a red tank top and pair of blue jeans. She pulled off his shirt, showing off her lacy bra and panties again.
Clark quickly turns around from her, giving her some privacy as she dressed. She smiles at his BoyScout like behavior, slipping her legs into her form fitting jeans. Clark wracks hiss brain quickly trying to think of something to say, to kill the silence hanging in the room and not think about the way Lois clothes is slipping on over her soft skin.
"So-So, why are you so..."
"Calm?" Lois finished.
Clark rolls his eyes, hating when she finishes his sentences. "Yea, I just have figured you would be..."
"Pissed?' Lois suggests.
"Lois!" Clark warns.
"What?" she feigns ignorance.
"Not the word I would have used, but yea." his back still facing her.
She taps him on the shoulder letting him know he could face her now and goes back in front of the table, searching through her bag for a little something. "Well, what my dear sweet, soon to be dead, little Cuz fails to know is that I have a secret weapon used to get out of certain circumstances."
"Secret weapon?" Clark asks, tilting his head in his thinking position, watching as she continued to dig through her bag. "Ahh, must be one of the many "secret weapons" Chloe told me about you keeping in the trunk of your car."
"Uh Huh, something like that." still focused on finding it. "Ah Ha!" she saids pulling out a small green leather casein.
"A box?" he questions, suspiciously.
"Inside the box, Duh!" Lois rolls her eyes, trying to get a grip on the edges of the box to open it up.
"So, what is it?"
"A girl's best friend." Lois beams. "It's better then a master card, you really "never" leave home without this." waving the box in front of him.
"Doesn't really say a whole lot about "what" it is."
Lois rolls her eyes. "It's a pin."
"A pin?" he asked repeating what she said, not believing what he heard.
"Not just any ordinary pin, it's a little something daddy gave to me to get out of things since a little episode happened a few years back. Lois trailed off.
Clark tilts his head toward her, his brows raising up. "Do I even want to know?"
"You make it sound worser then what it is." she sneers. "I was kidnapped one time..."
"Kidnapped!" Clark shouts cutting her off. "You were kidnapped, before!"
"Yes! Stop interrupting..." she saids, annoyed. "...and I would have escaped if it wasn't for those damn handcuffs they placed on me. So daddy gave me this special pin that can unlock any door, handcuff, lock, etc in the world, cost-ed a pretty penny too. In case you know, I found myself in a bind again."
"Great." Clark saids, nodding his head, not too enthusiastic. Knowing why Chloe did this, to give them a chance to talk and work things out. Now it seemed like they were never going to get that chance.
To Be Continued...
AN: This Chap seems really short, well to me anyway. Hoped it was to y'all guys satisfactory, and should have the other chap up soon. Leave a little something behind, Thanks!
Spoilers Chapter 11: Behind Closed doors, we see what happens to Lois and Clark, or should I say Lola and Carlos. Clois Smut Warning! (well a little bit anyway)
Real smut coming up, might have to post it up somewhere else, and give a link to it since certain sights have different rules about the content in stories, also this is the first time writing smutty stuff, so I don't know how good I'm at it. (Till next time, Cya.)