A/N: Yup sorry took long, exams kicked my butt, barely had brain cells left to do this chap, but I hope it's good anyway.
Anyway, I said I was gonna give "Some" smut in this chap I think I did, never did smut before so you be the judge. Plz along with ur review let me know how you rate this chap as Fluff...Smut...or ...Tease. and don't worry the heavy stuff will come soon. (hopefully)
And Alway Thanks So Much for the Feedback!
Chapter 11: Cruise (Day 1) Behind Closed Doors
Lois brushes pass Clark, standing once again in front of the door. Clutching the edges of the box between her fingers, trying to pry the darn thing open. "I'm so gonna snap Chloe's neck when I get of here, and that munchkin boyfriend of hers too."
Clark drops his head down, once again Lois seems to find a way out of things, especially things concerning them. He knew it had to deal with more then the bet they were on. Lois was still not letting him in and it was clear that the last thing she wanted was to be alone with him.
Lois preses her nail between the cracks of the casein, finally it pops open in her hands. "SHIT!'
Clark quickly faces her, wondering what the outburst was all about, and sees her standing there motionless. Her eyes wide with shock, hold a piece of paper that seemed to come form the box and no sign of the pin. He walks closer to her side placing his hand on her shoulder.
"Lois?" he said, face etched with concern.
She stares blank less at the paper, with teeth clamped together she shouts out what's written on the note, her blood boiling at what she was reading. "Didn't think I know? Don't worry it's in a safe place!"
Lois crumbles the piece of paper in her hand along with the box, she throws it against the wall. Then turns to the door to pound on it. "Chloe! You come open this door right now!" banging harder. "Chloe!...Chloeee!"
She grabs the handle and shakes it, but it wouldn't budge. "I can't believe she did this!"
Clark couldn't help but let a Small smile play on his lips, making a mental note to thank Chloe later. Lois not being the only slippery member in the family. "I thought you say you were calm?"
Lois spins on her heels, shooting him an annoyed look and saying in an almost panicked tone. "That was before my plan of getting out of here, trained wrecked!"
"Seems to happen allot, doesn't it?" displaying his smile boldly.
Lois rolls her eyes, wrapping her arms across her chest. "You are so not funny right now." she leans back against the door, her eyes closed, rubbing her hands over her face and up into her wavy hair.
"Look, obviously Chloe did this for some reason."
"Yea to make me suffer." Lois huffs.
Clark gives her a "how do you figure?" look.
Lois opens her eyes and rolls them at him. "She's paying me back for keeping that Little something from her that turned out to be nothing."
"Did you ever stop and think, that maybe it could be some other reason then that, that she's done this?"
Lois act like she was in heavy thought to his question. "Ummm, No." she conceded.
"So you think being in here with me is a punishment?'
"Yes!" she quickly lets out, rubbing at her temple at thefeelof aheadache coming on. Too angry by the situation to realize what she was doing.
Clark looked away, hurt by what she said, she being the only one in the world who could damage him in such a way with the use of just one word. He turns from her dropping down his head, starring at the linoleum floor.
Lois exhales deeply, regretting her answer, she had a way of saying things without thinking, always putting her foot in her mouth at the wrong times. She walked up behind him, slipping her hand on his arms. "Clark, I didn't..."
He quickly turns around to her, stopping her from speaking any further. His eyes burning into hers, anger dancing wildly into those blues she loved so much but mainly pain displayed deeply into them. "Why don't you tell me what's the real reason you don't want to be in here with me?"
"I'm scared, OK!" she screamed, wrapping her arms around herself, the words coming out before she could stop herself.
Clark's heart dropped, his features soften at those words, feeling guilty and confused all at the same time. He turned around watching as Lois walked pass him over to the table, pulling herself on top and sitting back against the wall. Her head resting back on it with eyes closed. "I'm scared." she said again in a whisper, confirming it more to herself.
Clark stood there stunned like he was given the secrets to the universe. It was the first time he ever heard Lois admit to being afraid, her being the fearless most outspoken person he ever knew. Seeing sometimes the General even cringing when Lois gave him a certain look, and he still couldn't believe she said it.
"I don't understand."
Lois lifts up her head looking at him and then quickly looks down. She would have retorted a few minutes ago, she would have argued, in fact she wanted to. It was a hell of allot better then feeling and allowing herself to open up, but not opening up around him was something she found she just couldn't do. He found ways in that no one else could, and by him she found ways out of the prison that was herself. She couldn't argue with him anymore, she felt like she was going in circles and things weren't progressing just staying in one spot. As much as she was afraid to let him in she was that more afraid, (to much shock and much denying), to not let him in.
"I don't understand it much myself, either." she sighs loudly.
He walks over to the table pulling himself up, sitting beside her. She turning her head away not wanting him to see the tears that began to collect in her eyes, threating to fall. Sensing something wrong, he slides his hand on top of hers laying down on table between them, instinctively he interlocks their fingers together.
"What are you scared of ?" he asked, his voice soft and warm, making her feel like she could melt just by the sound of it and let go all her fears and just tell him all the things bottled up inside her.
"Of this." she answered, squeezing his hand and he knowing what she meant. She was scared of what was happening between them and Clark would be lying if he didn't say that this whole thing wasn't a bit scary to him too. Even after all they have been through crossing over this boundary was a new playing field for both of them.
Lois lets deep exhale, feeling as he caressed her hand with his thumb. Running it slowly over her knuckles , as their palms stayed glued together, fingers still tightly entwined. Clark leans his head back against the wall, tuning it to face her. He couldn't see her face but he could feel her pain, he could feel the tears creeping down her cheeks as if they ran down his own.
She hated feeling weak, she hated not having control and that's exactly what she lost being around him. He sneaked under her skin, which she made sure no could do but he found a back door leading right to the place she never lets anyone who wasn't family or considered family...her heart.
"Lois, please talk to me." Clark's voice pleaded, his hands never breaking contact from hers, as his fingers continued to explore every line upon her skin.
With her head turned from him she quickly wipes away the tears leaking down her face, plastering on a fake smile.
"Seriously, getting annoyed being called this Lois girl, now." she jokes, trying to lighten the mood and not go into the discussion Clark is heading.
Clark doesn't relent, he's determine to take the chance that's been finally granted to him. "Don't do this. Don't push me away."
Lois pulls her hand away from his tight clasp. "I'm not." she saids coldly, wishing he would just drop it.
he looked at her stunned. Why is she acting like this? For as much as Clark knew her, there was still allot about her that remained hidden. "Why is it so hard for you to say how you feel? Why is it so hard for you to talk to me?"
She drops her head down. "Clark what you want from me I can't give to you...I-I don't l..."
"You're lying! I know you. You're hiding something and you're pushing me away, just like when you thought you were dying!"
Clark was right, she was keeping him at arms length. As hard as it was she couldn't tell him about her excursion with Lex, that there could be a high chance he would be and probably is after her for the information she stole. It seemed like fate was doing it's damnedest to keep them apart, first the liver cancer which turned out not to be so, and now Lex, the one guy she didn't want Clark to get caught up into, it was killing her but pushing him away was for the best.
"Don't presume to think you know anything about me Clark Kent, cos you don't have a clue when it comes to me!"
"Who's fault is that, when you don't even give me the chance to!"
"You don't need someone like me in your life, I'll just screw things up."
"Not like that hasn't already happen, but I don't care! I wouldn't want it any other way!"
"It's not you're decision!" Lois shouts about to move off the table when Clark using some of his super speed, not notice by Lois, stood in front of her blocking her path.
"And you can't make that choice for the both of us!"
"But I can make it for myself!" she shouts, again trying to move pass Clark who stood his ground, pushing down her leg as she try to swing it around him.
"No, we're going to talk!" his voice firm and in control, making Lois forget for a moment who it was standing there in front of her.
She narrows her eyes dangerously at him, feeling her skin burn with anger. "Smallville, move!...Now!"
Clark crosses his arms defiantly. "Not before we get some things out in the open." He knew he was taking a big chance doing this, he maybe Kryptonian but he didn't have a single doubt that Lois could find a way to kill him if angry enough.
"Fine!" she growls, jaw clamped tightly together. "You want me to open up...I'm not Lana, I don't need you to be there to save me, to rescue me from every problem. I certainly don't need you to rescue me from myself!"
"You were lying to everyone! You've coulda died and you didn't think to mention that to anyone, not even Chloe!"
"Don't bring her into this! I kept my mouth shut for a reason. I'm not proud of what I did, but...this doesn't concern you!"
Clark sighs with frustration, rubbing hiss hands through his mopey locks. "Why can't you accept that I have feeling for you, and better yet...Why can't you accept that you have feelings for me too."
She scrunches her face up in anger, though her body lusted after every curve, fold etched on his body. He still being bare chested with just his thin soaked trunks on and some how found his way between her legs during all their arguing. The room was getting a little more over heated for the both of them but neither were going to give in to their wants that easily, though it was very painful not to. They were still pissed at each other, and neither were going to back down, or so they told themselves.
Lois sat straight up, leaning on her hands, her defiant hazels staring back into those solid blues. "They're not real, just some boy's fantasy to be with an older woman."
She watched as he flinched at those words, knowing he had always struggle trying to break out of that image, that shell being viewed as a kid, or boy especially to her. Since she being a year, almost two years older then himself and all the insecurities along with other stuff he dealt with. Keeping him from feeling he had made any change in maturity in the past year. Even though Lois known this not to be true, he, hating to admit, even grown pass her in becoming an adult.
With her becoming 21 in a few weeks and He still had months before becoming 20, showed more of being a man then when she first seen him those years ago. But she was never going to tell him that, the fact was He was treading on dangerous grounds and even though she wasn't going to die there was still matters to attend to. None of which she would risk the lives of those close to her, so yeah in her mind life sucked, especially hers.
She saw th pain that washed across his face but quickly left as soon as it came. He quickly leaned toward her his hands on either side of her leaning on the table between her own arms. His face only inches from hers, his nostrils inhaling her sweet fragrance of Ocean Breeze, making it so very difficult for him to keep up his angry appearance an not grab her up in his arms sending his lips crashing down upon hers. Instead, he not even knowing how he stopped himself from doing so, kept his eyes locked into hers.
"Bull Shit! Just say it, Lois!" his voice demanding, and eyes pleading for the truth.
Lois was a little taken back by his rage, no longer did she see that brooding Farm boy before her. Voice went dry, but went just as demanding back. Narrowing those deep hazels at him. "SAY, WHAT?"
Clark leaned closer to her face, she feeling his warm breath tingling her soft lips. He feeling her own breath sweetly caressing his. Taking them every ounce of self-control not to attack each other in a lustful frenzy. Neither one not knowing the inner battles each other fought against, to keep themselves from turning into sex crazed teen like every other person aboard the ship.
"Tell me straight to my face that you don't have feelings for me..." his eyes not once wavering from hers. "...Tell me you don't want me as much as I want you..." his stomach turning into knots at the erratic pace of her heart. "...Tell me you don't love me..."
Her hands found the edge of the table, gripping on for dear life, fear building up inside as she felt her self-control, slip through her fingers like fine sand. He hovering over her the way he was, wasn't making thing any better either, the heat taunting her body teasing her mind to remember how it felt being upon that sensational skin of his.
"I...I...don't...I...I..." Lois was lost in an ocean of blueish-green, her insides were flipping at how he felt so good between her legs and the soft skin of his arms lightly brushing against hers.
She couldn't look away, his eyes kept drawing her in to the point she thought she would loose her sanity. Just one blink, thats all it took to break her Dam of lust wide open. Her eyes fluttered back open to see his luscious lips, how she missed those fleshy, full slices of heave. Looking back up into his eyes was the last blow to strip her from her pride.
"...Hell with IT!"
She pulled him down, sending his lips crashing down upon hers. He in shock at first not knowing how she got her hands so quickly from between his arms to the back of his neck. The shock quickly wore off, and it was just her savory lips devouring his mouth.
X
Bart grabs his coconut cup from the baroque, taking a sip through the straw tasting the sweet nectar of Strawberry Pina colada, non-alcoholic. His eyes set on the beautiful blond sitting on the bar stool beside him, nervously starring holes into the door, her Cuz and best friend occupied.
"You think they dismembered each other, yet?"
Chloe not even bothering to drink her beverage, absently stirs the straw around in the mixture, eyes never leaving from the door. "With those two? One really never knows."
Bart heart drops at the worried expression on Chloe's face, he places his hand over hers. "Hey, I'll take the blame for it. Clark's back was to us, there's no way he would know if both of us did it."
Chloe gave her intrepid smile. "Thanks Bart, but Lois isn't that quite lacking of brain cells. There "IS" no way she wouldn't believe I wasn't involved...But it's really sweet of you, willing to take all of the punishment."
"What can I say, have to make sure my future bride is alive to walk down the aisle, right?"
Chloe rolled her eyes, Lois was right he was cheesy but sweet. She leaned toward his cheek about to give him a little peck. "Thanks...anyway."
He quickly turns his head, her lips meeting with his mouth instead of his cheek. They kissing only for a second before Chloe realizes what happens and she pulls back, starring at the sheepish grin displayed on his face. Her own face rearing an unsure grin on her lips.
"I'm sor..." Bart started but is interrupted as Chloe presses her lips hard against his, in a kiss she wanted to do for awhile now.
X
Lex stood in front of the blazing fireplace, pouring himself a glass of his favorite Scotch, his other hand busy holding the cell to his ear waiting for his assailant to answer the phone.
"Hello?"
"Just a courtesy call, checking up on things." he saids, taking a sip of his drink. Exhaling out the burn that traveled down his throat.
"I told you only to call me at a certain time, I don't want them to become suspicious about who I'm talking to."
"Come now, I'm sure you can think of something to come up with if the imbeciles do ask." taking another sip. "So how is our favorite couple doing?" he asked, bile rising up in his throat at that remark.
(deep sighing) "They don't suspect anything, too wrapped up in each other to even notice if the sky was falling"
"Good, keep it that way. I want this thing to blow up in their face when it all goes down."
"Lex I don't understand why we are doing this? I could always find the disk and get this over with, why must you pull off a heist? Do you even know they are going to do that?"
"Don't worry, those morons I hired are too greedy not to, especially since I happen to throw in the security codes. They're probably planning how to steal all that money now. It's a good thing I have my own inside man into the group, while they are digging a hole for themselves. My guy will have the disk and the tapes, so nothing will be traced back to me or you."
"I don't understand all of this, it's just confusing."
"Trust me, once everything is done all the secrets and lies that's been told to us for so long, will finally be revealed."
"...Lex...no one will get hurt...right?"
"I swear, not one blood will be shed. It's the only way I can get the tapes and disk without it looking like we had anything to do with it." Lex lies, knowing exactly what is going to happen. He flips his phone shut ending the line, starring into the dancing flames.
"Clark Kent, you secrets are finally at hand, mind to be précised." his lips curled into a wicked gleam, reaching into his suite's inner pocket he pulls out a picture. "...And you my dear, your days are numbered. You should see it as a favor me giving you a quick death, instead of the slow suffering you would endure, thanks to your nasty little drinking habit...You will learn Lois Lane just like the rest of them, no one messes with me... Muffin Peddling, Bitch!" he growls flicking her picture into the fire, watching with satisfaction as her picture curled and melted at the intense heat.
X
He snakes his arms around her waist pulling here up closer to him, she wrapping her legs around his waist, closing up any gaps left between them. Parting his lips, letting her tongue enter and explore around his mouth. He moans as her tongue battled his, she tasting so good.
"I'm still mad at you, Lois." he moaned into here mouth.
She pulls him back by his hair, their lips separating, she taking in some much needed breaths of air. "I should be offended, you calling me by some other Chick's name."
"Still playing games, I see." Clark giving his trademark grin, making Lois' heart leap all the more in her chest.
She rolls her eyes, her lips set in a cocky smile. "Just shut up and kiss me...Carlos."
It was a game, it always was with her. But he was willing to play, especially to win. He slowly leaned forward back to her mouth, she closing her eyes as he neared. His lips teasingly pecking against hers, smiling as he watched her expression crave for the full force of his lips. She arches up into his mouth as he deepens the kiss in one intoxicating blow. She moans against his lips feeling his hands sneak under her red tank top, taunting her stomach into little spasms as he caressed the slight curves of her abs.
Not letting him have all the fun, she lets her hands do a little exploring of their own, slinking them down form his raven hair, slowly leading them from his broad shoulders to his shard bare chest. Her delicate fingers outlining the curves on his skin, tauntingly making their way down to his toned abs sending his mind off in pure bliss. Feeling he has pleasured her mouth enough he breaks from it. Trailing his lips along her neck, finding another one of her sensitive spots at the bottom of her neck right above her collar bone. She moans loudly in the air, racking her nails against his chest at the feel of him kissing and sucking on that spot, he knowing he's driving her crazy. He continues to nip at her neck making her body shiver all over , here nails clawing deeper against his skin.
"I can't believe we're doing this." he groans against her neck.
"We, as in who?" she saids, biting down on her lip stifling a loud moan from escaping her mouth, as Clark made his way to the back of her ear, planting kisses along the way. "Carlos and Lola? Or Lois and Claaark?"
He attacks her earlobe at the sound of his name, rubbing his hands up and down her back, he loving how she feels between his fingers.
"Both, really." whispering into her ear, never breaking contact with her skin.
Lois cups here hands around his face pulling him in front of her, staring in his eyes. "That's you're problem, you think too much..."
Clark pulls her back to his lips to shut her up but mainly to taste her sweet intoxication again. Starting to deepen his kiss onto her mouth when she pulls away, giving him a suggestive look.
"What?" he asks, confused by the look on her face.
Her eyes gleaming seductively at him, feeling a bulge in his trunks pressing up against her leg. She looks down then back up into his blues, running her tongue teasingly over her top lip, making the bulge in his trunks grow. "Looks like someone came out to play."
Clark shakes his head, a wide grin on his face, he growls as he leans in capturing Lois lips with his own. Kissing her passionately his hands finding her sides, rubbing his knuckles slowly against them.
She smiles, purring softly on his lips. "Take it off."
"Are you sure?"
She breaks away from his mouth, giving him a pointed look. She slides her hands behind his neck, twisting her fingers in his locks. She leans up to him burying her face into his neck, kissing his skin as he done to her.
"Do you really want me to ask again?"
He moves his lips to her ear. "Yes, say it again."
Lois' eyes roll to the back of her head as he traces circles slowly on her skin, his fingers teasing her sides. "No."
He drops his hands down to her thighs rubbing his hands along her jeans. "I guess you don't want me to then."
Lois bit down on her lip as well as her pride, Clark planting soft kisses on her ear. His deep voice whispering in her ear. "Well?"
He slides his hands up her legs to her backside, squeezing her butt. She can't take the teasing anymore, she wants him now and badly. "Yes!"
"Yes, what?"
"Take it off!"
Clark smiles widely, his lips still upon her ear. "There, was that so hard?"
Lois rolls her eyes, and attacks his lips, her arms looped around his neck. He slowly slips his fingers under her red tank top, keeping his thumbs on the outside of the hem, pushing it up slowly letting his hands savor the feel of her skin. She lifts the shirt the rest of the way off, only separating her mouth from his for a second to throw the shirt to the floor. Her black Lacy bra in view again, showing only enough skin to keep the mine wondering. Clark looked at her, breathless, she was so beautiful. He could have stand there and watched her forever.
Lois couldn't stop the blush from creeping on her cheeks, a giddy smile crossing her lips. "Did, anyone ever told you it was rude to stare?"
"Who could help but stare at something so beautiful." He traces his thumb over her mouth, she closes her eyes at his touch sending shivers through her body. soon his thumb is replaced by his lips capturing hers in a sweet lock. His hands descending down to her bare shoulders, entwining his fingers on the thin straps of her bra sliding them off, then trailing his knuckles down the sides of her arms. He slinking his hands to her sides, slowly walking his fingers to her back, sliding them up her spine to her bra clasp. Expertly undoing the strap, it sliding down to her elbows, she backs from his kiss to throw her bra to the floor also, shocked by how easily he undone it.
"Hmmm, not so innocent are we?" she smirked, gleaming up at him.
Clark's face flushes red, his hands lingering on her back, afraid to take the next step. Lois seeing this leads her hands behind her and over top of his,taking them into hers. She guides them from her back, sliding them up her tight stomach to meet the twins.
"There, keep those idle hands busy, and don't worry they don't bite." she saids, giving him an alluring wink, her tongue resting on the side of her teeth.
Clark gave back his own toothy grin, feeling a bit more bolder, his hands gently squeezes her full breast, rubbing his fingers over her hardening nipples. She throws her head back, moaning softly in pleasure, he leans in kissing her exposed neck. Moans escaping more from her throat, she raising her hands to tangle them into his hair. Their mouth met again in a hungry fury.
"Clark!"
"Hmm?"
"No more teasing, I want you inside. Now!"
Clark cups her butt, pulling her up onto him. Her hands and legs wrapped tightly around his body, their mouths still kissing like it was the last day of their lives. He carrying her over to the nearest wall, which happen to be the door. Lois places her feet to the floor, so Clark could have the pleasure of stripping her from her jeans. He quickly slides his hand from her butt to the front of her jeans to undo her belt.
She pushes him back against his chest, shaking her finger at him. "Uh...Uh...Uh, you first."
Clark relunticly removes his grip from her belt and places them on the stretchy top part of his trunks. Sliding them down, they fall the rest of the way to his feet., he steps out of then and kicks the wet trunks behind him.
Lois cocks her brow up at the sight. "Hello Clark Jr. Did you miss me?'
"Lois." Clark growls, she only gives him an innocent smile in return.
She squeals as she pins her up against the door. "Your turn." he saids, grabbing her belt again, crashing his lips on hers only to be pushed back by Lois again, hands resting on his chest.
"Wait!"
"What?" he wines.
"You're so adorable when you wine like that." Lois marks, but becomes serious for a moment. "But this is important...Do you have a cap?"
"Lois there's not a shower in here." Clark saids, confused by her request.
Lois rolls her eyes. "I take back that comment about you not being so innocent." She smirks. "A condom, Genius."
"Oh right." he said, his face beet red. Having a hunch he bent down to his wet trunks, searching the pockets on them. His hand coming back with a small red square wrapper. He stands back in front of her, displaying the condom between his fingers.
"Compliments of Chloe and Bart."
"Remind me to thank those two later, after I beat the crap out of them." She strides. "Now get over here."
She grabs his neck pulling him back to her lonely lips more then ready to be acquainted with his again. Their lips meshed together, tongues slipping in and out battling to be the best. Clark pushes Lois harder up against the door his hands furiously trying to undo the belt from her tight jeans...
X
"Eww! get a room, you two!"
Chloe and Bart broke away from their kiss, turning their heads to see Lana standing there in front of them a taunting grin playing on her lips. Chloe face turns a bright red at the look Lana is giving them, one of bemusing and feigned sternness, as if their mom catching them making out in the closet.
"Hey Lana...umm we were..." Chloe stuttering, not knowing how to explain her situation.
"Please, don't tell me you guys are another Lois and Clark."
Her comment went right over their heads, they being too in shock from kissing in public to realize what she meant. Instead giving her blank expressions, she sighs and sits down next to Chloe at the Tropic bar.
"With all the denying and pretending that nothing is happening." Lana explained, taking Chloe's untouched drink to taste a bit of it.
"We umm..."
"I thought so, it must run in the family." Lana sips the drink through the straw. "Mmm this is good."
Bart eyes Lana, she still being in her bathing suit, he bumps Chloe with his arm, noticing the same thing. "I thought you went to get changed?" Chloe asks.
Lana almost chocked on the drink. "I..." She calmed herself from stuttering the way Chloe did. "The stalls are full, so I have to wait."
"Where were you, I didn't see you around the pool?" Bart behind Chloe in the interrogating, but just asking out of curiosity.
Lana stared at them for a moment. "Around." she replied, then changing the subject off of her. "So where is Lois and Clark?"
Chloe and Bart glanced at each other nervously, before looking back at Lana, both replying. "...Around."
"Oook." Lana replied looking at them strangely as they done the same thing. "I'm going to see if any stalls are available now."
Chloe springs up to her feet. "Just make sure you stay out of stall 7!..." Lana starring even more so at her. "...some poor kid threw up, all over in there so it's out of order."
Lana open her mouth to speak but closes it back and just nods at Chloe before heading off to change her clothes. She arrives at the same time a girl leaves from a stall, Lana catching the door before it closes. She heads inside but stops when she hears strange noises coming from the room next to the one she's about to go into. She looks at the door seeing the out of order sign on it, she goes for the knob but shakes her head thinking she is just hearing things and starts to go inside her stall.
She quickly turns back around hearing the door shake and those weird sounds returning. Thinking someone might be in trouble she nervously walks in front of the door unable to stop her hand from wavering as she reached out for the knob...
X
Clark fingers successfully unclasps her belt and heads to her jeans button, fighting with the small size to get it unhooked.
Lois smiles against his lips. "Need some help?"
"I've done this before, I think I can handle it." he teases.
Lois pushes him back from her mouth giving him a stern look but Clark could see her smiling behind those hazel eyes. He grins widely, leaning back to her lips but she turning her head away, smiling wickedly. Clark knowing she's playing around with him, moves his hands behind her slipping his hands inside her jeans to squeeze her butt, feeling her Lacy black panties. She arches her head back against the door, just what she wanted her to do, her moans being muffled out as Clark devours her lips with his own, letting his hands roam all over her cheeks. He slides his Hands back up, grabbing the top part of her blue jeans about to pull them down, when suddenly they find themselves falling...
Lois' back hits the wooden deck floor, Clark falling hard on top of her, her screams being muffled by his mouth. His hand sticking straight in the air, the way he fell, holding the red wrapping, condom in his fingers.
Lois pushes him off her mouth once again. "Oooowww!" she finally lets out the pain shout, then stares at his hand up in the air holding the condom. "Thanks allot Smallville! Out of all the things you coulda save...like my BACK! You save the CONDOM!"
"I'm sorry Lois! But I didn't expect the door to open!"
"Yet, still you managed to have you arm posing like The Statue of Liberty...and what do you mean you didn't expect the door to open...it's what doors do, OPEN! Genius!"
"You sure weren't complaining a few minutes ago when I had you pressed up against the DOOR!"
"YOU..."
"Uh, Guys?"
Clark and Lois looked up, being snapped from their bickering and realizing they weren't in the solitude of the changing stall anymore. To see Lana, Chloe and Bart who saw the transaction and ran over as fast as they could trying to stop Lana from opening the door. They starring down at their friends, Clark's bare bottom sticking up for them and others who crowded around, to view. Lois kept Clark pressed down against her top, her bra abandon on the floor somewhere in the changing stall. Her face flushing red as other stood around snickering and laughing at them, she never been so embarrassed in her life.
Lois eyes cutting deathly up at two people in particular, they feeling cold chills run down their spine as they looked down at her. Her eyes sending too clearly the thoughts that were running through her mind...OH yeah! Somebody is definitely going to DIE tonight!...
To Be Continued...
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