WARNING: This chapter contains mature content.

Chapter 23

"Our planet is so beautiful," Lois said.

Clark nodded. "It is."

The two of them were sitting on the moon, watching the planet. It was Clark's idea, so they could enjoy a moment of quietness after their little spat earlier that night. He was feeling so peaceful. Free.

Clark looked at Lois. "Have you ever been here before?"

Lois shook her head. "Never even left Earth before."

He looked surprised. "Seriously? Why?"

"I don't know. Fear of the unknown, maybe. The truth is, I never had a motive to come up here until I had this crazy idea to throw you into space," she told him, chuckling a little toward the end.

Clark gave a weak smile before turning serious. "I'm sorry I wasn't more supportive of you."

"That's okay…"

He put his hand over hers. "I mean it." She looked at him. "I should've been supportive, I should've let you share everything you did with it, the same way I'm gonna share with you."

Lois put a hand on his cheek, stroking it with her thumb. "I appreciate the apology, but there's no need for that." She stood up and extended a hand to Clark. "Fly with me?"

Clark took it and stood up, pulling himself closer to Lois. Their foreheads were touching each other. Their eyes met in a passion nothing in the world or beyond could break. His lips slowly leaned in to meet hers.

Lois's lips, however, curled into a smile as her feet left the ground and she broke contact with Clark. He looked up and saw Lois winking at him, before flying away. He then flew after her.

Clark managed to catch Lois after a few miles. He wrapped his arms around her waist. "Why do you keep running away from me?" he asked, jokingly.

"You just can't keep up with me."

"You're sure about that?" Before Lois could answer, Clark planted a kiss on her lips. They kept flying and rolling in outer space as they tasted each other's mouth.

Suddenly, Clark pulled away, leaving Lois wanting more. She opened her eyes to see the cocky smile on his lips. She opened her mouth to say something but stopped. Instead, she started to unbutton her shirt.

Clark blinked twice. "W-what are you doing?"

Her lips curled into a smile. "You seem tense, Smallville." And there went another button.

He gulped, unable to keep his eyes off where her hands were. "We should… We should go back home."

Lois moved closer. "C'mon, don't tell this never crossed your mind." She unfastened another button, exposing a little the white bra she was wearing.

"I… I…"

"Help me with those last two buttons?" Clark hesitated, which made Lois hesitate, too. "But if you're not sure about it, that's okay."

"It's just… It's, uh, unusual for me."

Lois stepped back, averting her eyes. "You're right." She then forced a smile. "We should head back home."

She started to fasten back the buttons of her shirt, having difficulty to finish the task. Clark watched her with warm eyes. He shook his head, smiling as he realized the obvious.

Clark moved closer to her and stopped her from fastening her buttons. He then lowered his head so his lips found hers.

"What are you doing?" Lois asked, without breaking the lip-lock.

"Kissing you."

"That one's obvious. But I meant your hand trying to unbutton my shirt."

"Oh, that. Well…" A grin showed up on his face. He then started to kiss her neck as he unfastened one button. "You're not gonna need it for what we're about to do."

Lois frowned. "I thought you –"

His lips descended to her chest, while his hands unbuttoned another one. "I hesitated, yes. But then I see your face and all I know is that I want to be weird and crazy like you. Weird and crazy for you."

"You're seriously calling me weird and crazy?" Lois said as she moaned with the kisses Clark was giving on the spot between her breasts.

"My weird and crazy. The one I want to do everything with and more."

Clark unfastened the last button of her shirt as he kissed her belly. Lois ran her hand through his hair, enjoying the butterflies in her stomach he was giving her. "You're definitely not of this world," she said, completely in bliss.

"Nice of you to notice," Clark grinned. He looked up and gazed lovingly at her. Slowly, he stood up and took her shirt off her, holding it in his hand. Lois wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips, feeling his arms around her instantly.

His tongue took the lead as it slid inside her mouth and found hers, both of them moving in harmony. His lips then nibbled her upper one, sending shivers down her spine. Both of their bodies were burning, claiming for more.

Lois quickly took his jacket off. "Uh, it isn't working."

Clark, who was still lost in the kiss, opened his eyes, confused. "What?"

"Our clothes. We're in the middle of nothing. We either keep holding it, which I'm pretty sure I won't be able to, or we let go of it, which, you know, I'd like to be wearing once we return."

"Oh." Clark looked pensive. "The moon?"

Lois nodded. "The moon."

Clark gently held Lois and together they flew toward their destination as they kissed again. They landed shortly after on the lunar soil like a small meteorite crash, giggling nonstop.

Lois sat on top of Clark. "Look at your shirt, all dirty. We gotta do something about it."

"What do you have in mind?" He asked in a husky voice.

"Let's take this off you first." Lois's hands went under his shirt, running it through his muscular torso. She then grabbed the end of his shirt and lifted it off him. She leaned down and started to kiss and suck his neck, also nibbling his earlobe in the meantime.

Clark cupped her face and took her lips in his. The kiss was hard, demanding. Her sweet lips felt like melting in his mouth as he tasted the wild cherry flavor that came out of her. Her constants moans only increased the hardness of his member.

His hands went behind her back, tracing the underwire of her bra. He unfastened it, revealing her firm and beautifully formed breasts. Clark threw her bra at the ground and placed his hands at her breasts, caressing it with much care. He smiled and leaned forward, capturing her lips with his again.

Clark rolled Lois onto her back and descended his lips to her neck, where he sucked, licked, and nibbled, leaving marks of his passion. Lois pulled his hair and scratched his back, trying to hold back the burning desire in her already wet entrance.

As Clark's hot mouth found her nipple, Lois's mind travelled back to a time they weren't this intimate. She knew his body before the man himself. He was toned, well-endowed, powerful, and yet she'd never imagined she would picture it, feel it over her every day. Feeling one of his strong hands grabbing her butt through her skirt, while the other one drew circles on her belly. It felt so good.

But as much as his physique excited her, what got her the most was the man sucking her breasts like it was his favorite candy. It still surprises her how such a man manages to be gentle and voracious when making love to her. He fulfilled her in such a way that it was impossible not to love him even more.

Clark Kent, her boyfriend.

How wonderful it was to find what she always looked for in the least expected place. A home. She had found a home in Smallville. Her Smallville. How wonderful it was to finally take a good look at him.

So she opened her eyes and saw him gently opening her skirt and taking his time to slide it down her legs. Lois gasped as Clark kissed her core through her pink underwear. "You know, I like pink very much."

"You do?"

He kissed it again. "I do." He then traced his way back to her lips with kisses, capturing her labium with sweet nibbles. His nose rubbed her cheek. One of his hand caressed her hair, while the other one grabbed her tight, bringing her body closer to his.

Clark then placed his hand over her core, rubbing it through her panties. Lois moaned with his touch, which brought a triumphant grin to his face. His hand then slid inside her panties, his finger pausing in front of the lips of her entrance. He gave her several single-lip kisses as he teased her core, running his fingers up and down.

Lois groaned. Clark chuckled and kept tasting her mouth. It was only when she lifted her hips that he finally conceded and thrust his index finger inside her. A muscular and strong finger penetrating slowly and gently. Her muscles contracted in pleasure. It felt good to have a part of him finally inside of her.

Clark kept pushing his finger in and out of her as he started to trace and suck her jawline. Lois placed her hands on bare torso, squeezing and feeling his toned chest. Clark then thrust a second finger inside of her, making her moan louder. "You like it?"

"You know I do," she replied, the words barely escaping her lips.

Clark grinned. "Just checking." He then vibrated his fingers with his powers.

Lois held him tightly. "Oh, my god."

Her wet folds covering his fingers made the bulge inside his pants grow bigger, begging for attention. He ignored it and just kept pushing his fingers inside her clit, but got a nice surprise when he found it being rubbed by Lois's hand. She smiled at him and captured his lips with hers.

Clark saw Lois's satisfied expression, he knew she was getting there. He thrust faster and harder, holding her naked body tighter. He sucked her neck as he added a third finger inside her. Lois was gone after that. She screamed loudly as the orgasm came. A scream that only he could hear in the vacuum. A scream, however, that was only ever meant to him.

"Do you want to wait before…?" He asked as he nibbled the lower lip.

Lois frowned. She then rolled him onto his back. "You gotta be kidding me. You not even lost your pants yet."

"I was just…"

"Shut up." Lois crashed her lips onto his, taking charge of the movements of his mouth. Clark made no objection. Her hands went down, unfastening his belt. He took his shoes off with his feet.

Lois's mouth descended to Clark's neck, licking and sucking it. She also unzipped his pants and slid her hand inside his pants, taking his cock in her hands through his boxer. He laid his head back as her hand ran up and down his erect member. "You like this?" She asked, teasingly.

Clark gave a small laugh. "I like you."

Lois made a face of approval of his answer. She let go of his shaft and wrapped her arms around his torso and kissed his chest. She then started to bite and lick his nipples. Clark bit back a moan. She descended further and started to lick his belly button.

After giving one last kiss on his lips, she returned her attention to his pants, taking it off him. The same happened to his underwear. Lois stared with desire at his cock, its head with pre cum on. She decided to give it a bit of handjob before it met her core. Clark squeezed her butt cheeks as Lois ran her hand up and down and pressed the head with her thumb.

She stopped not long after to begin the final act of their lovemaking. Slowly and carefully, she invited it inside her. Skin to skin, no condom this time. They avoided the latex protection whenever they could, because the sex was even better when there was nothing, absolutely nothing between them. She closed her eyes as she took his fine member fully. And so she rode him, like the master she was when she was on top of him, when she claimed him hers.

And Clark liked it. Liked? No. Loved it. Loved the beautiful sight it was to watch her loving him, making love to him. In his most animalistic desire, he loved how her perfect figure connected so perfectly with his body.

Like it was meant to be.

His previous relationships didn't work at all, but with her everything was perfect. Everything worked. He wondered if she was the one, but as he watched she rocking her hips, taking in his shaft, there were no wonders, only sureness. And he was going to show her that.

Clark rolled Lois onto her back, without breaking the intimate contact. "I love you."

"Me too, Smallville."

They kissed again, letting their tongues found each other. Clark's thrust inside her were slow and steady. Peaceful, like them. Passionate, like them. Special, like them. Just Lois and Clark.

Clark then pushed harder inside her. The kisses became more voracious. Their fingers interlaced. The rhythm was maddening, their bodies were burning in passion. Every thrust was a declaration of love.

He dug his fingers in the hair behind her head, pulling it slightly so her throat got full attention. He gave it slow and gentle kisses, a contrast to the more aggressive and passionate act happening down their bodies.

Pulling Lois legs around his waist, Clark stood up with Lois. He then flew off with her, still thrust into her. He let them wander into the space as they loved each other, because in that moment they were the only thing that mattered for each other. Despite the beauty of the stars, nothing compared to the sight of looking into each other's eyes.

Clark moved faster and faster inside Lois. She dug her fingernails in his back as he consumed her.

They couldn't take it anymore. And it wasn't only because of pleasurable meeting between his cock and her entrance, it was also because their hands all over their bodies being equally exciting. His mouth on her earlobe. Her hair falling like cascade over his shoulder. His hand on her breast, while his thumb stroke her nipple. Her hand on his chest. His other hand squeezing her tight. Her foot running up and down his calf.

Their orgasms came together as her muscles contracted and his shaft released its seeds. They couldn't help but scream each other's name in their most blissful moment. They kept hugging, their bodies still connected, not nearly ready to let go of each other. Never ready.

Her hand touched his forehead, trying to tuck a hair out of it, in vain. Clark just kept gazing at her in love. He held her naked body tightly, leaning in to kiss the area above her left breast. Her heart.

"Lois."

"Clark."

They wanted to spend all they telling how much they loved each other, but their name, the way they said it, was enough. They then rest their foreheads together as they embraced in space.

"We should get our clothes before they get lost," Lois said.

Clark nodded. "Uh-huh."

Both of them looked at the moon, now distant from where they were. "They have space stations around the moon, don't they?" Lois said, raising an eyebrow in worry.

"They have."

"Then we really should get our clothes. Otherwise they'll think there's extraterrestrial life on the moon."

"Only this time they'd be right."

Lois looked at Clark. Clark looked back at her. And then they laughed. No small worry would ruin a night when important marks were achieved and important decisions were made.