Aaaaand here's the reason this story is rated M. The smut is about to commence! Hope y'all enjoy!
Over the next few weeks, Clark tried to get used to being without his abilities. It was more difficult than he'd thought it would be. For one thing, his chores took forever. Rebuilding their house, and helping neighbors rebuild also, was hot, exhausting work.
As for the secret relationship with Lois, half the time, Clark was too damn tired to attempt to steal a few kisses. Plus, Lois quickly disabused him of the notion that just because they were now in a relationship, things were going to be easy.
They argued more now than they ever had.
Clark thought that it was all sexual tension, but the one time he semi-joked that they should resolve it, she gave him the cold shoulder for the rest of the day. They kissed and made out, but the furthest they had gotten was shirts off. Clark seriously thought that 'slow' might kill him.
His parents were bunking with the Rosses until they could get the house to a habitable state. Lois was staying with Chloe, Lana and her dad, and Clark was dividing his time between Lex's and just sleeping in the loft. They usually had some alone time in the evenings after his mom and dad had called it quits for the day.
On this particular night, Clark was sitting on the couch with Lois in his lap. She seemed to like this position for petting the best. Clark thought it was probably because she was more in control of things, and he was quite willing to go along with that.
He'd coaxed her into taking her top off again, and his own shirt had been discarded as well. His fingers played with the snap of her bra, silently asking permission for more. They were kissing deeply, and he could feel Lois practically squirming with indecision about the bra.
"Lois. Please, Lois. I just want to touch you so bad," he whispered against her lips.
"Okay. Okay, go ahead," she replied shakily.
The snap to her bra was undone and the offending garment on the floor in less than two seconds. Clark stared at her in awe for a few moments, until finally Lois ducked her head nervously. He looked up at her face, saw the uncertainty there, and smiled at her.
"Oh, Lois, you're so beautiful," he said reverently. It was not the most original line, to be sure, but it was so true. She was absolutely stunning.
He touched her gently, his thumbs rubbing across her nipples. They instantly peaked, and Lois gasped, closed her eyes and arched towards him. Clark could resist no longer. He leaned forward and laved one nipple with his tongue, then sucked it into his mouth.
"Claarrrrrk," she groaned, and her hands came up to grasp the back of his head, pulling at his hair impatiently.
"Oh, my!"
It was like a bucket of cold water had been thrown over the two of them; they both froze. Clark raised his head and stared over Lois's shoulder in disbelief at a wide-eyed Lana standing at the top of the stairs. He hastily reached over and grabbed the first piece of clothing he could find, which happened to be his shirt, and handed it to Lois.
She pulled it jerkily over her head and moved off his lap to sit on the other end of the couch. Clark had the feeling she would have tried to leave, if Lana wasn't blocking the only exit. As it was, Lois refused to look at either him or Lana.
"Uh, Lana, we really weren't expecting company tonight," Clark said awkwardly.
"Yeah, I can see that. I'm, ah, sorry for interrupting," she said quietly, still seeming stunned.
When she didn't say anything else, and didn't seem to be making any move to leave, Clark grew annoyed.
"So, was there a reason you came by?" he prompted.
"I…well, I wanted to talk to you, but it…I mean, you know that Jason was killed during the meteor shower, so I had been kind of hoping…and then you saved me from those evil alien people…but I guess it's kind of too late now…"
Clark tried to make sense of that rambling speech, and the only thing he could come up with was that Lana had lost Jason, so she was looking for a replacement boyfriend. Maybe that assessment was a little harsh, but it appeared to him to be what she was thinking.
"Lois and I are together now," Clark said bluntly, just to make certain she got the point.
"I see," she said faintly. "When did that happen?"
"It's been a few weeks. We've been keeping it quiet, what with all the rebuilding and meteor stuff going on," he said. He glanced over at Lois, and found her looking back at him with a thoughtful expression. Clark wasn't sure what that meant, so he looked back at Lana. He hoped she would get the hint soon, and leave.
Lana must have read something in his stare, because she shook her head slightly and half-turned towards the stairs. "I should, um, leave you two alone, I guess," she said hesitantly.
"We'd appreciate that," Clark said shortly.
"I'm sorry to have disturbed you," she said and finally walked down the stairs.
Clark listened until he could hear her car pull away before he looked at Lois.
"That was awkward. Not to mention a bit annoying, huh?" he said, hoping to cajole her back into a good mood. He figured any more physical stuff was out of the question for the rest of the night, but he hoped to make her smile again at least.
He was unnerved when she didn't answer and just continued to stare at him intently.
"Lois? You okay?" he asked.
"You just turned down Lana Lang. For me," she said suddenly.
Clark looked at her and thought about saying 'duh!' out loud, just like he was thinking, but figured it wouldn't be a good idea. She had obviously been very weirded out by Lana's impromptu visit.
"Yeah? Because you're…kind of my girlfriend now?" he said.
"Ever since I arrived in Smallville, all I've heard about is your massive crush on Lana Lang. Chloe and I used to make jokes about it, about how you went off into your own little world when she was around."
"Yes, I remember. I also remember not being too happy about it," Clark said, wondering where in the hell she was going with this.
"So, she came over here tonight, obviously expecting to start something with you, and yet, you turned her down flat."
"Yes. That would be because I have a girlfriend now. You!" Clark said. "Or do you not recall the huge make-out session she broke up?"
"You weren't tempted? Even just a little bit?" Lois asked. "She was ripe for the picking. In fact, you could probably still catch up to her-"
"Hold on a minute! What are you saying? Is that the reason you've been so resistant to you and me? Because you think I still love Lana?" Clark asked in disbelief.
"Your feelings for her were pretty strong…" Lois said, now sounding more hesitant.
"My feelings for you are stronger! I love you, Lois! Not just like you; not just attracted to you; not just want to have sex with you, and believe me, I want to have sex with you so bad I think I'm going out of my mind. I love you!" Clark shouted.
His heart was racing with the indignation he felt. Staring at her, his pulse pounding, his breath coming in sharp pants, Clark wasn't sure whether he wanted to smack her or kiss her.
"Oh," she said quietly, staring back at him with amazement on her face. "Oh!" she repeated. Lois smiled at him brightly, right before she jumped on him, grabbed his face in her hands and kissed him with everything she had.
Clark didn't protest and kissed her back enthusiastically, his anger diminishing rather quickly. Lois pulled away, just enough to rest her forehead against his, and Clark felt his heart leap with joy at the love shining in her eyes.
"I love you, too, Smallville. I think I fell in love with you the day I saw you standing naked in a cornfield," she said, with a laugh. "Say it again."
"I love you, Lois," he said with a smile and kissed the tip of her nose. "Am I going to have to repeat it a million times until you really believe me?"
"I believe you, but a million times would be nice just the same."
"Do you really? No more doubts?" Clark asked seriously.
"I kept waiting for you to wake up from this fantasy and go running back to Lana if she so much as wagged a finger at you. I don't know if I could have handled that, Clark," Lois said.
"It will never happen. You're the only woman for me, ever," he promised.
She got a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "Prove it to me, then, Smallville," she said.
"How?" Clark asked.
Lois leaned in and breathed on his ear. Clark shuddered in delight, then moaned as she nipped at his earlobe.
"Make love to me," she whispered directly into his ear.
Clark didn't need to be asked twice; he had his shirt off of her, and the two of them lying flat out on the couch before she could change her mind.
"Hey, we have the whole night," Lois said, laughing.
"All the more reason to get started right now. Don't wanna waste a second," Clark muttered as he leaned in and began kissing her neck.
Lois was still giggling at his eagerness, and then Clark hit a particularly sensitive spot on her neck. She moaned softly, turning her head to the side to give him easier access. He moved down to her breasts, lavishing love and attention to each of them in turn. By this time, Lois was writhing underneath him, running her hands over his back and shoulders, begging him for more.
Clark slid down lower, trailing kisses across her belly, to the button on her jeans. Grinning up at her wickedly, he slowly popped the button out of its hole, and pulled the zipper down. Their eyes were locked on each other, and Lois twisted her hips, urging him wordlessly to get them out of the way.
Clark obliged, stripping her jeans off, and running his hands over her long, smooth legs. Lois's body truly was amazing. Then he noticed her panties. They were white cotton, thong-style, and printed on the front were the words 'Ride Me Cowboy'.
He laughed and looked up to see her smirking at him.
"Gonna take me up on that offer, Cowboy?" she said, her voice dropping to a sultry tone.
"Oh, yeah, definitely," Clark said, his mouth going dry at the thought.
Impatient to be skin-to-skin with her, Clark stood up and pulled off his own jeans. Lois smiled and reached up to press her hand against the cock that was straining against his boxers.
"Mmm, looks like you're really packing, Kent. Do you mind if I take a peek?"
"Please," Clark said hoarsely.
She sat up and tugged the boxers down, pulling his cock out and stroking it several times. Clark groaned and threw his head backwards, trying hard not to come too soon. When she leaned in to take him into her mouth, Clark had to squeeze the base of his cock quickly to hold himself back.
"Lois, I need to be in you. Right now," he said, his voice ragged with desire.
"Okay, just give me a minute. I have some condoms in my purse," she said as she reached over to the floor by the end of the couch where she had tossed it much earlier.
"Why do you have condoms in your purse?" Clark asked.
"A soldier is always prepared, Smallville," she grinned. "Ah, here we go!"
She rolled the condom onto him expertly. Meanwhile, Clark was standing there trying not to whimper the whole time. She was driving him insane!
"All right," she said, smiling in satisfaction. "Now, come on, Cowboy. Show me what ya got." She whipped her panties off and lay back on the couch, inviting him to her with the crook of her finger.
Clark thought about savoring the moment a little longer, but he was far too impatient. He figured he had the rest of his life to take it slow. Carefully, he stretched out on top of her. Lois was tall, but Clark knew he was still a big guy and he didn't want to crush her. She didn't seem to mind because she immediately wrapped herself around him and kissed him deeply.
Clark's hips started moving, almost on their own. He couldn't resist the sharp jolts of pleasure he felt whenever his cock slid against her. Lois moaned and thrust up against him, and her wetness felt hot and slick. Clark couldn't wait one second more; he had to be inside her.
He raised up a little, bracing himself with one hand beside her head. He used the other to guide his cock into her warm, wet opening.
"Oh, Lois. So amazing," he whispered.
"Yes, yes, wonderful," she agreed and flexed her inner muscles around him.
Clark groaned and began thrusting into her, filling her up, pulling out almost completely, and then driving home again, over and over. The old couch was creaking madly with the force of their movements, but Clark didn't care. There was no one to hear, and they could make as much noise as they wanted to.
"Oh, God, Clark! Can feel you so deep," Lois moaned.
"Yeah, Lois, oh, love you so much," Clark gasped.
"Love you too, Smallville," Lois answered him. "Oh, sit up, I want to ride you now."
Clark was willing to do pretty much whatever she asked by now, so he shifted backwards, pulling her up with him. He sat on the couch, and she straddled him, taking his cock inside her once again.
"Yesssss," she hissed as she began to rock back and forth, up and down, taking him as deep as she could. "You're so big, Clark. Love that your cock is so huge in me."
"Oh, yeah. God, Lois, I'm gonna come in just a minute. I need to come. I can't wait any more."
"S'okay, Clark, I'm almost there, too," Lois said. She was moving faster and faster on top of him and Clark thought that his body couldn't possibly contain this much pleasure. Surely he was going to explode.
"OH! Clark, I'm so close! Touch me, please touch me," Lois gasped.
Obediently, Clark raised his hands from her hips to her breasts, rubbing his thumbs across her nipples. He was fascinated by the way she moaned and her whole body shivered.
"That's so good, but no, here, right here," Lois moaned. She took one of Clark's hands and guided it to where their bodies were joined. She showed him how to touch her just so, and Clark thought it was almost as intimate as the fact that he was buried so deep within her.
He was so turned on by watching her reactions, Clark was only able to hold off another few seconds, and then he came hard in the most intense orgasm he could ever remember having. Lois cried out and her entire body shuddered, before she collapsed on top of him. She rested her head on his shoulder, and both of them were breathing hard.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, just soaking in the delicious aftermath. Clark managed to turn his head, and kissed her gently. Lois hummed in approval, and dreamily returned the kiss. His softened cock slipped out of her and Lois lifted herself up long enough for Clark to reach in between the two of them and get rid of the condom, which he did by lazily tossing it over the back of the couch.
"I'll need to sleep for about a week now, Smallville. That was incredible," she said as she settled back onto his chest.
"Hmm, yeah, it was. But don't you need to head back to Chloe's house?" Clark asked sleepily.
"Nah. My cuz'll cover for me. I don't even want to move."
"Me neither. But if we sleep here, we have to make sure we're up before my parents get here in the morning," he said.
"No problem," she mumbled, already half asleep.
Clark chuckled at her and maneuvered the two of them to where he was lying on his back and Lois was curled up on top of him. He pulled the blanket from the back of the couch and covered them up. He knew he needed to set an alarm – he didn't wake at the crack of dawn anymore as he seemed to need more sleep without his abilities – but he drifted off in the middle of that thought.
TBC