Well, here it is. The last installment of Doom in Cancun. It is very bittersweet to see this story come to an end. I'm sad that I need to bring it to a close now, but I'm happy because I can move onto my next project. So, enjoy the final chapter of Doom in Cancun.
DISCLAIMER: Smallville is not, and never will be, mine.
Someone jumped onto the bed. She could hear hushed voices surrounding her. She did her best to ignore them, snuggling down into the warmth of her sheets. With the blanket thrown over her head, the sunlight was diverted from her eyes and made it easier for the lull of sleep to call her back under slumber. She was almost out once again…until a weight dropped on top of her.
"What the hell?" Lois growled sleepily, ready to wring the culprit's neck.
"Rise and shine!" came a perky voice and from what she could tell, it came from the person laying atop her; Chloe.
"Rise and shine, my ass!" Lois pushed Chloe's body off her and turned onto her stomach.
"Come on, Lo! Wakey wakey! We gotta get a move on here."
"Sleep," Lois mumbled.
Chloe pulled the sheets off of her and smacked her ass. Lois groaned and reached for the sheets. "No! It's time to get up! Clark and Ollie went down to check out and I'm supposed to help you pack," Chloe said.
Lois sighed and rolled onto her back. "It's too early. You pack."
"I'm not doing it for you!" Chloe retorted with a head tilt. "And it's only eleven."
"My point exactly," the taller cousin said.
"Come on. I know, really, we can leave whenever we want, but you gotta get up sooner or later."
"I choose later," Lois smiled and sprawled out on the bed.
Chloe rolled her eyes. She jumped onto her cousin and began wrestling with her. "Get up! Get up! Get up!" She laughed, shaking her cousin's shoulders vigorously.
Just then, Clark and Oliver walked back into the room. "Chloe, what the hell are you doing?" Oliver chuckled.
"She won't move!" Chloe shouted while continuing to shake Lois.
"Clark, you better go help her," Oliver grinned, patting him on the back.
"Real smart. Send Smallville over here and see if either of us leave this bed," Lois smirked and tossed a wink at Clark.
Oliver shook his head in amusement before moving over to the bed. He plucked the petite blonde off her cousin. "Clark," he gestured to the bed.
Clark stepped up to the side of the bed where his fiancé was glaring up at him.
"Move me, and I will hurt you," she threatened.
He smiled. "Why do you always have to be so hostile?" Gathering a squirming Lois in his arms, he pried her from the sheets and pillows.
She growled, but swung her arms around his neck. "Get ready to feel my wrath."
"I'm feeling something, but it's not wrath," he murmured, tightening his hold around her waist. His head lowered to hers.
"Even after they've romped in the sack, they're still so sexually charged," Chloe broke through the couple's haze.
Lois smirked and dropped her hands to his chest and pushed him away playfully. "Well, since I was forced out of bed," she shot at teasing glare at Chloe and then at Clark. "I guess I'll just get ready."
"I'll be in the living room," Oliver said. "We cleared out of our room already."
"Alright, and somebody go get me some coffee," Lois commanded.
"Your job, boy scout," Oliver patted Clark on the shoulder. "I already got this one her fix." Chloe punched him in his bicep. "Ow!" He rubbed his arm. "You've been spending too much time with Legs."
"I've taught you well," Lois smiled and nodded at Chloe.
"Come on, Green Jeans," Chloe smirked and pulled on Oliver's arm.
Oliver groaned at the nickname. And followed his girlfriend out. Clark turned to his fiancé. He smiled; he didn't think his life could get any better.
"What are you smiling at?" she asked with a smile of her own, plopping back down onto the bed.
He didn't answer right away. He just continued to smile and walked over to her. He towered over her, gazing with deep, blue eyes. Lois blushed lightly under his stare. Finally, he leaned down and his whisper rained on her face, "I've never been happier in my whole life."
Lois felt warmth spread through her chest. She couldn't think of a good enough response so she did the next best thing. She pulled him down into a passionate kiss. Her hands thread through his hair as his hands braced against the mattress at either side of her for support while he kissed her back.
"Oh, you drive me crazy," she whispered, resting her forehead against his.
Clark smiled and pulled away to lay a sweet kiss on her temple. "I'll be back with your coffee soon."
She nodded and he left the room. When she was sure he had gone, Lois flopped back on the bed and let out a quiet, uncharacteristic squeal. When Clark came back, she was in the shower. He let himself imagine Lois in the shower for a moment before making the bed and packing his suitcase. He had extra time – even without using superspeed because of Lois's marathon showers – so he packed her bags as well. He took a little more time packing Lois's things, getting distracting by her clothing, especially by her lingerie collection. He caught himself having less than innocent thoughts about her, but then smiled. He didn't have to worry anymore since they were a couple. God knows the amount of impure thoughts he's had already.
Clark sat down on the bed next to the bags and sighed in content. He tossed a glance toward the bathroom door and then at his watch. Lois had been in the shower for roughly forty minutes. He smirked to himself. He rose from the bed and went to the bathroom. As soon as he opened the door, a huge burst of steam smacked him in the face.
"Lois, if you don't hurry up in there, I'm going to drag you out," he called to her.
"What is it about this morning that makes you think you can manhandle me?" she called back.
He could see her silhouette through the barely transparent white shower curtain. She was rinsing her hair. "Maybe I'm trying to restore some of my manliness you've so rudely taken from me."
"Smallville, you may have the build of a MMA fighter, but you are as soft as a plush toy," she teased.
"Promise to squeeze me later?"
"Clark!" Lois admonished playfully, pulling back the curtain to stare at him in mock shock. "You're lucky you're all the way over there or I would smack you."
He grinned and walked over to the bathtub. He pulled back the curtain and took in the sight of her glistening with water. "Look at that," he murmured.
"Smallville!" Lois shrieked and flicked water in his face. "Get out of here!"
"Please, like I haven't seen it all before," he smirked.
Lois stood under the spray of the shower with her head cocked to the side and a hand on her hip. "Did you by any chance get slipped some red K? Because you seem way too cocky right now."
Clark grinned widely. "Maybe you just bring it out of me." He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her out of the tub. "You're finished."
"Hey!" She squirmed in his arms while laughing. He turned off the shower and turned his attention back to her. "Good one, Smallville. Now you're all wet." She wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I can change my clothes," he retorted before kissing her senseless. He stumbled backwards into the sink as they dueled with each other's tongues. Clark let his hands slide down her wet back to her ass where he gripped it firmly.
Lois moaned as he lifted her and wrapped her legs around his waist. "You're wearing too many clothes," she gasped breathlessly.
"Can't let me have the advantage, can you?" he asked with a chuckle as he turned to sit her on the sink.
She grinned and peeled his shirt off. "Nope."
He laughed and the bathroom began to fill with steam once again.
(((o)))
"Alright, everybody got everything?" Oliver asked, looking around the sitting room where the quad's bags surrounded them.
"Yep, I got my one and Lois's three," Clark playfully shoved his fiancé.
"I didn't hear you complaining when I wore something from my lingerie bag," Lois retorted.
"Oh, Lois, do you still have that little green number? The one with the lace corset?" Oliver asked with a grin. "That one was…"
He was cut short when Chloe frowned up at her boyfriend and smacked him upside his head. Even though she knew Oliver and Lois had no romantic feelings between them anymore, she still didn't like reminiscing about the time they were together. Clark glared at the blonde man and it was obvious he refrained greatly from scorching him with his heat vision. He didn't like – absolutely loathe, actually – thinking about any man, especially one that she had once loved, with Lois in any way or form. His fists tightened at his sides until his left hand was gently prodded open by Lois slipping hers into his.
"Not a good topic to bring up, Ollie," she scrunched her nose with a shake of her head.
"Right. Sorry," Oliver grimaced.
"Anyway. All our belongings are here, so let's head out," Chloe chimed in.
She grabbed her bags and walked out of the hotel room, followed by Oliver carrying his bags and apologizing for his little slip up.
Lois slowly looked up at Clark and tried to hide a smile at the jealous look on his face. She reached up to run her fingers along his clenched jaw. "That's in the past."
"I know," he huffed. "I still don't like to think about it."
"I know," she said softly. "But guess what."
"Hmm?" He looked at her.
"I love you."
Clark smiled and cupped her cheek. "I love you more." He kissed her softly.
"I don't think you do," she retorted, wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning into him.
"I think I do. It's impossible to love someone more than I love you," he smiled with one arm around her waist.
"Except maybe me loving you. Can't top that, Smallville," Lois grinned.
"Wanna bet?"
"What are we betting? Because I think there's a certain prize I'd like to possess." Her eyes twinkled with mischief as she glanced down.
"You already possess everything I am," he replied seriously. "I'm one hundred percent yours, Lois."
She looked him in his eyes, mistaking no emotion she found there. Her smile softened as her hands crept up into his hair. "As I am yours." She moved in the rest of the way to kiss him fully and slowly.
He pulled away, but not before bestowing one last kiss on her lips. "Time to say goodbye to Cancun."
"I'm really gonna miss this place. A lot has happened this past weekend that I don't want to forget," Lois stated as they left the hotel room to meet Chloe and Oliver in the lobby.
"We never have to forget," Clark supplied. "We always have our memories."
"And our souvenirs," she grinned while flashing him her ring.
He sported a huge smile of his own as they lugged their bags to the elevators.
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"Okay, you two have some kind of thing with planes, because the only time I see you getting frisky is when we're in midair," Lois commented as she lounged back on the jet's couch with a light drink in her hand. They had went to breakfast right after clearing out of the rooms to say goodbye to Lana and Adam. Then, they were on their way back to Kansas.
Chloe pulled away from Oliver sheepishly and pried his hands from her backside. "We're trying to keep our mile high club membership," she replied.
"Obviously," Lois smirked.
"You know, you should try it," Oliver nodded.
"How about it, Smallville?" Lois looked over at her boyfriend, who was sitting next to her.
Clark blushed slightly. "I don't think it's a good idea."
"Why not? Tired of me so soon?" Lois cocked her head to the side.
"I don't think that's possible. But I already have issues being on a plane, I don't want to make it worse," he responded, placing a hand on her thigh.
She narrowed her eyes at him playfully and leaned forward to whisper in his ear, "Might take your mind off of it. I know exactly what to do to get you going."
"Lois," he hissed, half in warning half in amusement as she nipped at his earlobe before sitting back in her seat with a sly smirk. "You're gonna kill me."
"All in due time, Clarkie," she patted his knee.
He placed a hand on her cheek and pulled her into a kiss. It was meant to be only a sweet kiss, but each time their lips met it was like a magnetic pull bringing them closer. Clark latched onto her bottom lip, sucking and nibbling; thinking about every time he had to witness her biting down on it and couldn't lean over to do it himself. Now he knew why it was so appealing. Lois scooted closer to him, gripping the back of his head and letting him continue his assault on her mouth. Nothing was sweeter than kissing Clark; well, unless sex was counted. She moaned a bit when his tongue pushed her lips apart.
"Looks like the mile high club is about to gain two new members," Oliver teased, breaking them out of their kiss.
Clark pulled away bashfully, but before he could get too far, Lois kissed his cheek. "I'll have my way before we get off this plane."
"I'd like to see you try," Clark challenged with a smirk.
"Oh, it is so on," Lois grinned and punched him in the shoulder. She took a huge swig of her drink.
Chloe and Oliver shared a knowing grin. "Anyway, can we hope to see no R rated scenes from the Lois and Clark Matinée?"
"Noooo promises, dear cousin," Lois grinned, with a head tilt.
"Then, please. Try to keep your clothes on," Chloe said.
Lois looked at all three of her companions with a contemplative expression painting her face. "You know what I just thought of? You've all seen me naked."
Chloe raised an eyebrow, Oliver grinned mischievously, and Clark narrowed his eyes cautiously. "We don't need to advertise that," the kryptonian griped.
"Relax, Smallville. Only one person gets to do more than see," Lois smiled.
Oliver coughed and Chloe smacked him in the chest. "Clark is such a caveman."
"Not my fault I don't like to share," Clark commented.
"The things we talk about," Chloe shook her head.
"I couldn't ask for better people to share my life with," Lois raised her glass. "To having the best friends anyone could ask for."
The other three grabbed their glass and beer bottles to clink together as they soared through the sky.
(((o)))
"Home sweet home," Chloe smiled as they exited the jet atop Luthor Corp.'s helipad.
"Back to the norm," Lois smiled slightly.
"Speaking of, I have a shareholder's meeting today at four. So, I have to spin by the penthouse and then come back here," Oliver said. They headed for the elevator.
"And I have to relieve Emil from Watchtower duties. Plus, get back on the Kandorians' trail," Chloe said. "I actually miss my little tree house."
"I have to do some patrolling to make up for the weekend. I'm sure John Jones handled the city just fine, but I can't help but make a quick sweep," Clark said.
Lois sighed inaudibly as they descended to the main floor of the building. It was back to the same old, restlessness of Metropolis; just as she liked it, but she was definitely going to miss the relaxation and serenity of Cancun. A lot happened over the weekend; some she enjoyed, some not so much, but all in all, it was a well-deserved, well-rested vacation.
Clark noticed Lois's silence and gently reached for her hand. She looked up at him and he silently questioned her with his eyes. She smiled at him and squeezed his hand reassuringly. Yes, the weekend was over and the four friends were back to scattering across the city, doing their own thing to help the people of Metropolis; but they would always have their memories, stories to tell, and much more. Who even said the quad's adventures were over yet?
THE END.
Well, that's all, folks. Honestly, I stalled on this chapter for the mere reason I didn't want it to be over. I am so fond of this story and I just couldn't bring myself to say goodbye to it. Alas, the time has come. The end of my first Smallville multi-chapter story. Let me go, before I do something stupid like cry. Farewell for now.