"Spell that again." The car swerved as Lois tried to hold the phone under her chin, write down some notes, and drive at the same time. She dropped the phone in her lap and tapped the 'speaker' icon. "H - a - k – i - m – OK got it. And they're sending everything to S.T.A.R. Labs, right? OK. Did you speak to the principal yet, Fred Danvers? No? Why…. The police chief isn't going to know anything…. ugh …. no … listen … find Fred Danvers and …." Lois really disliked working with stringers, but sometimes it was necessary.

The passenger door flew open. Superman dropped into the seat and slammed the door shut. Lois was so startled, the car swerved onto the shoulder and almost careened into a ditch. Superman grabbed the wheel and used that and his powers over gravity to bring the vehicle back under control. Lois pulled over onto the shoulder, slammed on the breaks and threw the gear into park.

"Was that really necessary!" Lois turned to look at Superman, staring him straight in the face with a mixture of anger and annoyance.

Superman returned Lois's glare, grabbed her phone and ended the call. "You shouldn't be talking on the phone while you're driving," he scolded her angrily. The water bottle nestled in the cup holder of the center console caught his attention. He stared at it for a moment before a wave a nausea and dizziness overcame him. He leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes.

The sharpness in Lois's gaze and voice softened like quickly melting ice as she saw how sickly Superman looked. "I was doing fine until you carjacked…"

But he wasn't done. He opened his eyes and let his head roll to the side to glare again at Lois. "And you should keep your doors locked," he interrupted her. He was trying to maintain his ire, but was succumbing to the fatigue resulting from his outbursts. His heart thumped heavily in his chest, and if he could have rid himself of the throbbing pain and buzzing sensation by severing his own head, he might have considered it.

"Thanks for the safety lesson," Lois said, trying to sound sardonic, but worry and concern were etched in her face and voice.

Superman mustered the strength to lean toward Lois and raise his voice. "And you shouldn't be going anywhere near Lex Luthor, or his brother!" He was so angry his eyes would have been glowing red if his energy hadn't been so depleted.

Lois had never seen Superman this angry. Anyone else would have cowered, but she didn't even flinch. She rolled her eyes. "Between you, and Richard, and Clark," she grumbled. "If it were up to you guys, I'd never leave the house at all."

"We're trying to be cautious. But you're always hellbent on getting into trouble." He took a deep breath, trying to calm down, but only succeeded in exacerbating the scratchy burning sensation in his throat. He reached up and pressed the heel of his hand into his forehead, trying to stop the spinning sensation.

"It's a good thing I have a pretty powerful guardian angel then."

Superman leaned back in the seat, grimaced and squeezed his eyes tightly shut. After a couple of moments, he opened his eyes and blinked a few times before turning to face Lois again. "Don... be so cavalier about your recklezhhess zhinking I'll alwayzh be zhere to zhave you."

Lois reached over to touch Superman's arm. His condition was visibly worrisome—pale complexion, tense features, dry eyes and lips, and a raspy, underarticulated voice. "Are you going to be OK?" she asked with genuine concern. "Was it kryptonite?"

Superman's gaze lowered to look again at the water bottle. "Caa I ha... hhave...at?" Lois had barely begun to nod her head when Superman grabbed the water bottle and squeezed the entire contents into his mouth in one super quick gulp. He again leaned back in the seat, letting out a feeble sigh of satisfaction. "I lost a lot of blood... a lot of fluid. My mouth is as dry as a... as a ... I dunno..."

"You need sunlight..."

The water helped Superman rally a bit of his strength. He glared again at Lois as he opened the car door and started to leave. "What I need is for you to stay put and out of trouble! Go back to Metropolis and stay there!"

"Wait!" Lois pulled at his arm. "Who's Linda?"

Superman at first was inclined to ignore that question, and was already halfway out of the car. He had no time for an interview right now, but then he recalled that Lois had already started working on an article about Leonard Luthor and Linda. He paused and half turned to look back at Lois. "She's just a… a girl…"

"Who you were spotted with before the bombs started going off, that just happens to be Leonard Luthor's ward… and you told the principal that you were taking her..."

Superman leaned back into the seat and fully turned to face Lois. He wasn't ready yet for Linda's face and story to be splashed across the front page. Lois probably already had her story half-written. Hopefully, she hadn't told Perry yet about her trip to Midvale that morning. "This is off the record," he told Lois firmly.

"Fine," Lois immediately agreed.

"She's from Krypton. She's my cousin." Superman gave her a wide-eyed, imploring look. "Please, can you please bury any stories about her, at the Planet, at least, as a personal favor?"

Lois was speechless for a few moments as that information sunk in. "Your cousin? What was she doing in Midvale? How could you leave her, and with Leonard Luthor..."

"Don't yell." Superman pressed his hands hard against his temples, trying to get the buzzing and spinning in his head under control. "I didn't leave her there."

Lois lowered her voice. "So who did?"

"I don't know."

Lois was confused. "Wait, you didn't… you didn't know she was there…."

"I didn't even know she was even alive, much less on Earth, much less in Midvale..." Superman stopped abruptly, realizing he had probably said too much. He stared at the speechless Lois for a few moments, watching as understanding dawned on her face. His eyes started feeling dry again. He shut them and rubbed hard with his fists, trying to squeeze some moisture out.

Lois spoke softly, methodically, with an accusatory undertone. "You just found this out today... the same day I met her..." Lois waited for Superman to offer an explanation, but none was forthcoming. "How did you just find this out today?" she asked directly.

"I can't protect you if I don't know what you're up to," Superman pointed out. Why was Lois interrogating him now, of all times? He really wasn't up for this, and there were other more urgent matters.

"How do you always know what I'm up to?" Lois finally voiced the suspicion she had had for a long time. "What are you… spying on me?"

"It's not like that," he tried to reassure her.

"Oh really?" Lois cocked her head to the side and gave him an accusatory look. "Because you already told me you do."

"No... I mean yes, but I promised you I never would again, and I haven't. This is different. I don't have time to explain now." He shook his head in frustration, but groaned when the motion heightened his dizziness. "It's not something I can tell you and just fly away."

"Why not?"

"Just trust me."

"Humph! That's what you told me the night Jason was conceived."

Superman grimaced.

Lois patted him on his arm. "It's alright. I'm glad you were wrong… that time." She smiled at him.

An electrifying surge cascaded through Lois, leaving her senses in a bewildering whirlwind. Any semblance of coherent thought had been swept away, leaving a sheer intense vortex of sensation. Her cognitive faculties, every coherent thought, completely obliterated. Time itself paused, and the world had faded away, leaving only the searing warmth of his lips pressed against hers. Or was it her lips searing his? Lois couldn't be sure. She was literally lost in the kiss, and didn't know where she ended and Kal began.

Kal pulled back for just a moment to let Lois catch her breath. She had almost stopped breathing altogether this time. Perhaps the kiss had been a bit overcharged, but she had asked for it. No, she had demanded it.

He placed his elbows on either side of her and raised himself up to a better vantage. Her chest was heaving, her hardened nipples touching his own chest with every inhale. His eyes, seemingly of their own accord, drifted downward. Strictly as a matter of taste, he preferred slightly larger breasts, but hers were perfectly suited for her and at the moment they were his number one favorite part of her body. Less than a minute ago, his favorite part had been her lips. Just then, Lois wiggled her hips, and he recalled that just a little over an hour ago, when Lois had wiggled out of her skirt and slip, he had decided that her hips were definitely the sexiest sight he had ever or would ever lay his eyes on.

Having spent so much time with Lois, both as her partner at the Planet, and as Superman, there had been a handful of times that his eyes had inadvertently started focusing at the wrong distance. He had always quickly blinked or looked away. But this evening, he stared unabashedly at her perfect little body for the first time as he peeled each item of clothing off of her. Raw animalistic hunger was something Lois had never seen in the Man of Steel's eyes before. Her heart rate immediately shot up, causing her naked body to flush, which in turn caused Kal to almost lose his control for the first of many times that evening.

Kal stifled a groan and pressed down on Lois's middle to stop her movements. He didn't want Lois to know… yet… how easily she could arouse him. It was only a matter of time before she completely unraveled him, turning him into a vulnerable, quivering, whimpering wreck. He was determined to enjoy his brief reign of dominance. His lips curled into a slight smirk as he watched Lois struggle to put even two words together.

"I... I... I..."

Leaning down to nuzzle her neck, he breathed in deeply, letting her pheromones fill his senses, like a storm in the desert, just as John Denver had sung about. Kal had a special fondness for oldies. "You what?" he whispered against her skin before sliding his lips down to just above her collarbone and placing a gentle kiss.

Kal was humble by nature, to a fault. His powers were almost exclusively reserved for the benefit of mankind. Who among the mortals would deny he had earned and deserved his small occasional indulgences? Delighting in sharing his godly form and abilities with a woman that he loved, bestowing her with ethereal caresses and heavenly kisses, letting her experience sensations and emotions no Earthling could ever even imagine were possible. Lois reveled in the raw power and insanity of what he could do to her, more cataclysmic than a mammoth climax, more intoxicating than the most potent psychedelic drug, more powerful than a… locomotive.

Lois was still struggling to put together a coherent thought, like trying to catch an elusive whisper in the wind. "I... Oooohh..." She brought her hand up to caress Kal's jaw, then traced the line with her fingertips to his chin, but her eyes remained focused on his lips. "Kal...why'd you stop?." Her fingertip slid up from his chin to his lower lip. She pressed on it and then slid back down, exposing his lower teeth. Lois parted her own lips and extended her neck until their mouths met again.

Kal, with utmost tenderness, explored Lois's upper lip, briefly sucking it before delicately introducing his tongue. A pleasurable moan escaped Lois, but she demanded more. Gripping his hair with fervor, she pulled forcefully, attempting to intensify the pressure from his mouth. It was a futile endeavor. Undeterred, Kal maintained the gentle tempo. "Kal... please… just… do it!" Lois moaned into him.

Kal pulled away with a resounding smack of their lips. "You need a break," Kal insisted. Lois's upper lip was wet and swollen. He leaned in and sucked briefly on her lower lip before pulling away again. There. Now they matched. "You almost passed out."

"So what?" She still had clumps of his hair in white-knuckle grips. Her fingers were starting to ache, so she let go and slipped her hands behind his neck. "We're already doing mouth to mouth." She pursed her lips into an exaggerated pucker.

Kal let Lois pull him down for some more kissing, which they both thoroughly enjoyed. Occasionally, Lois begged Kal for another 'superkiss,' but even his 'regular' kissing was far beyond the abilities of mortal men. Kal had already effortlessly coaxed two Earth-shattering orgasms out of her and had kissed her senseless four times. Lois had never felt so satisfied and yet felt such excruciating longing for more. She existed in a paradox between sensation and emotion that maybe in a week or so she'd be able to just begin to sort out.

Kal had just about decided to give Lois her third orgasm for the evening when Lois couldn't hold back a certain frustration that had been building up. "Kal…. I want you inside me…" she moaned into his mouth.

"I want to be inside you too…" Kal moaned right back into her mouth.

"So what are you waiting for?" Lois reached down to Kal's cock, which she had barely gotten a glimpse of yet. 'You said we could."

This wasn't the first time Lois had reached down, but it was the first time Kal had let her grab him. Her face broadened into a wide mischievous smile as she wrapped her fingers around his heat.

Dropping his head down into Lois's chest, Kal grimaced and let out a grunt, trying to maintain his composure…. and failing miserably. "Lois!"

Suddenly Lois let go and stiffened slightly. "Oh shit!"

Kal lifted his head up and took in a few sharp breaths. He tried to push past the euphoric haze clouding his thoughts. "What is it?"

Lois stared at him for a few moments before twisting to the side a little wiggling her hips again, indicating she wanted off the bed. Kal's brow knitted in confusion and concern. He shifted his weight off so she could get out from under him. "What's wrong?"

"Um… well… " Lois rolled to the edge of the bed and sat up. "Just a minute." She sprang up and made a beeline toward the bathroom and started hastily rummaging through the vanity drawers while stammering nervously. "I… um… I've been so busy, I haven't really had time for… you know… what I mean is… it's been a while…"

Kal sat up and watched her, perplexed, but enjoying the view. She didn't seem to find what she was looking for in the vanity, so she left the bathroom and threw open the door to the linen closet. She reached up to the top shelf and pulled down a box and brought it into the bedroom and set it on a dresser. She cast a quick glance behind her to see Kal staring ravenously at her naked body. She let out a cute little giggle that prompted Kal to stand up and walk over to her, place his hands firmly on either side of her hips and press his chest against shoulders and his cock against her lower back. "What are you looking for?"

Lois rummaged through the box, giggling again as Kal nuzzled the back of her neck. "Um… I just… shit. It must be the other box."

What was she looking for? A sex toy? Lingerie? Kal followed Lois back to the linen closet and pulled down the box she indicated from the back of the top shelf and started to hand it to her, but her attention had shifted elsewhere. When he reached up for the box, Lois had finally got a good look at his erection.

Wow!

There was no other word… Just wow!

Lois placed her hand on the wall to steady herself. It wasn't so much that he was large, which he was. He was definitely larger than average, but not so much that she was worried about it being painful. Maybe she should have been a little worried about that, but so far Kal had demonstrated that he was a very skilled lover, and there was no reason yet for her to think he wasn't capable of safely wielding his shaft. No, it wasn't so much his size that made her knees start to buckle.

It was that he was beautiful.

Like every other inch of his incredible physique, his cock was breathtakingly beautiful. A designer cock, if there was such a thing,,, which apparently there was, that belonged on a gilded platter adorned with intricate filigree reigning at the epicenter of the resplendent banquet table.

Lois was salivating.

When Kal helped her remove his supersuit earlier, he had submitted to her captivated and awestruck ogling, letting her sweep her eyes up and down him several times. He had been almost flaccid then, and although her curiosity caused her to briefly pause her exhilarated gaze at his crotch, there was plenty of the rest of him to feast her eyes on.

But now the only thing she saw was his erection, her only thought being what it was going to feel like inside of her. She wondered if she would survive this night, but not because she was worried he'd rip apart her sheath. In fact, that might have been preferable to the fear that now crept over her that he would literally rip apart her soul. She had spent so much time with Kal and had come to feel so close and connected to him, she thought of him more as her soulmate, close confidant and friend, and not as the powerful alien that he also was. But now, confronted with his raw naked perfection, the realization that she was about to have sex with a god suddenly penetrated her and overwhelmed her emotions.

Kal couldn't help but notice Lois was staring at his crotch, and the vibrant, fluctuating expressions on her face, manifestations of the turmoil she was feeling within, not to mention the drool escaping the corner of her mouth. He tucked the box under one arm and wrapped his other arm gently around her, giving her support against her trembling knees. "It's alright, Lois," he murmured softly into her ear. He stroked her hair and her back and continued whispering reassurances until she relaxed… a little.

They walked together like that back into the bedroom. Kal placed the box on the dresser and took the lid off. Taking a deep breath, Lois delved into the box. "I… I….haven't… you know… " Lois started stammering again. "…with work and all… I haven't… had a… boyfriend." Lois froze for a moment, her flushed face and racing heart testament to her nervousness and embarrassment. "… in like forever. I let my prescription expire… you know…" She started searching again, letting out a little exclamation when she finally found what she was looking for.

She turned around and held it up so Kal could see, a sheepish grin on her face.

Kal tried his best not to burst out in laughter. Lois was already feeling uncomfortable and self-conscious enough. He didn't want to her feel more awkward, but she had no idea how ridiculous this attempt at being responsible really was. How should she break it to her? "That thing looks really old," he told her, staring at the condom. Not to mention way too small, he thought to himself.

"Ahem.. yeah… well… like I said, it's been a while."

"And even a new one won't stop… super …. sperm…" Kal again had to choke down his laughter, this time over what he had just said and at the look of alarm that swept over Lois's face. He surmised, correctly, she was wondering what 'supersperm' might do to her. "…even if it lasted that long… which it won't." Seeing that Lois had started to shiver, he gathered her naked body in his bare arms and caressed her. "Lois, I promise I'm not going to hurt you." She looked up at him with wide, uncertain eyes. He grinned at her mischievously. "… unless you beg me to." His grin broadened at Lois's giggle as he looked down at the condom in her hand. "But that doesn't stand a chance. I'll wear it if it will make you feel more comfortable, but it'll be in tatters in 20 seconds... tops… which won't really matter anyway because I don't have STD's and I can't make you pregnant."

"Trust me…."

"Yeah, me too."

They were both silent for a few moments.

"I really have to go. I have to find Linda." He started out the door again.

Lois's eyes widened with concern. "What? I thought you had her?"

"I wish. I would've taken her, but she has some sort of GPS chip... I didn't know what would happen if I took her... or deactivated it... I was trying to get more information... keeping an eye on until... until I wasn't. Nasthalthia must've tipped Luthor off I was there. I underestimated him again, and now he has Linda." He exited the car, hit the lock, and slammed the door shut. "Get back to Metropolis!"