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In this next chapter, Lois and Clark try to continue their conversation from the night before, but other things get in the way. I hope you enjoy it. Please read and review!



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Chapter 2: It's Complicated



Lois’s apartment, early morning:



Lois slowly awakened to birds chirping and the sun filtering through the windows, but there was another sound coming to her ears that she also recognized. It was the shower running, but she wasn’t in it. Who … Clark?! Then all the images and feelings from last night came into her mind and her heart. We actually made love. She cuddled Clark’s pillow inhaling that clean masculine scent she could definitely become accustomed to. Smiling from ear to ear, she suddenly got a thought. She left the bed and slowly opened the bathroom door.



Clark was enjoying the warm water as it cooled his heated skin. He hummed a little tune and thought about last night. We actually made love.



“Well, hello, there,” Lois said provocatively as she pulled the shower curtain aside. Clark nearly jumped out of his skin. “Lois!”



“Can I join you?” Lois didn’t wait for an answer as she entered the shower and began kissing his back and running her hands over his smooth shoulders and arms, down to his hard buttocks and smooth thighs. “Can I tell you something, Clark?”



“Uh huh,” Clark mumbled trying to think.



“Ever since I saw you that first day in that corn field and again in the shower, I’ve had these fantasies about doing this with you, but nothing compares to this.” He was magnificent. She was getting so turned on just by touching him. There isn’t an ounce of flab anywhere. Damn, I’m a lucky woman.



Clark closed his eyes remembering that day. He leaned his head back, enjoying the warm water flowing down his skin and Lois touching him in all right places. He put his head under the spray trying to cool off. It wasn’t helping.



Lois began to realize Clark was getting just as excited. Her hands had a mind of their own as they roamed over his flat stomach and she touched him and he was very hard. “Clark?” He was wonderfully erect. She was so thrilled and excited.



Clark turned around, took her hand and placed it over his pulsing erection. “See what you do to me?”



"I see alright," Lois said not taking her eyes off of him. She had to taste him. She smoothed her hands cross the hard planes of his chest, admiring his firmly muscled frame. She kissed a path down his torso, finally reaching her goal. Looking up his body, she locked eyes with him. She licked the head of his erection then took him in as far as she could.



"Oh, god, baby," Clark managed to say as he closed his eyes for a moment. Her mouth was so incredibly hot, even with the warm water flowing around them. He knew he wouldn't last long at this rate and he wanted to be inside her again. Clark raised her up and Lois put her hands around his shoulders as he pushed her up against the shower wall. Lois gasped when his thickness filled her again, the pleasure indescribable. Swept along in his passion, she could feel herself coming, as she moaned against his throat, and it felt as if she might actually swoon. “You like that, do you? So do I,” he whispered and then he gasped against her neck as his climax shuddered through his body, trembling as the warm flood of his semen filled her.



He held her close for a few moments not leaving her body. He stroked her hair out of her eyes and smiled. “That was amazing, Lois.”



“Humm, yes it was,” Lois said barely able to think.



He left her body, picked her up, and grabbed a towel as they both dried each other off. Sure enough one thing led to another. Later, as they went back to bed for another lovemaking session, they lay there cuddling close wanting to talk, but not knowing how to begin.



Clark held her close, stroking her hair. “We could stay in bed all day if we want. We don’t have jobs to go to,” he said hoping she would talk to him.



“Don’t remind me. Do you have any ideas how we’re going to get our jobs back?”



“Actually, I was thinking about that. We need to pound the beat like we use to, get more involved with the city and what’s happening out there. Isn’t that what the editor said?”



She sat up on her elbow to look at him. “Humm, I think you may have something there, Clark. We’ve both been wrapped up in … umm … other things that our jobs weren’t top priority,” Lois said laying her head on his chest trying to hide her face.



Clark closed his eyes and sighed to himself, knowing this conversation would he hard for both of them, but it couldn’t be avoided. He turned to face her, lifted her chin, and put on a brave face. “Lois, we should talk about those ‘other things,’ he started.



Lois sighed. “You mean the Blur, don’t you? Clark, I told you, it’s over. He won’t be calling me again.” She looked at him and she could see how worried he was about her and her feelings for the Blur.



“You would tell me if he called you again, wouldn’t you? I want that trust we’ve always had, Lois. I don’t want to loose that. You mean far too much to me,” Clark said pulling her back into his arms.



Lois held him tight and tried to reassure him, as she pulled back and looked into his eyes. “Clark, we’ve both done things we’re not proud of, but I do trust you. Do you trust me?”



“With my life,” Clark said and smiled.



“I feel the same way,” Lois smiled back. “So, what’s your plan for getting our jobs back?



“I have a few ideas,” Clark said, but he still hadn’t asked that all important question again. “Lois, there is one more thing I wanted to say …” he began, but his cell phone rang just then. He checked the number. “Mom? Hey, where are you? Are you in town? You are? That’s great. I’ll meet you at the airport in half an hour. Bye, Mom,” he said and hung up.



“Martha is coming home? Oh, Clark, that’s wonderful. I can’t wait to see her,” Lois said. “Clark, should we say anything about … you know … this?” Lois asked indicating the bed.



Good lord, no! Clark thought, but he said, “How do feel about keeping it a secret just for a little while? Just between us? I think it would be fun,” he said hoping she wouldn’t ask any questions. No such luck.



“Now, Clark, I thought we had decided to stop all of that,” Lois said quirking an eyebrow at him.



“Lois, it’s just too personal a topic to discuss with my mother. You understand, besides we should, you know, get use to this.”



“I know, let’s compromise. We could tell her we’re in love,” she said and smiled.



“I don’t think that’s such a good idea. If we tell her that, she’ll assume that we … you know,” he said trying again.



“Clark, you’re an adult and so am I,” Lois said trying to understand his reasoning.



He sighed knowing Lois wasn’t going to let it go. “Alright, we can tell her we’re in love,” Clark said giving in, knowing his mother was going to have his head for it.



“And I’ll be the one to tell her, Clark, woman to woman? Martha and I go way back, you know,” Lois said smiling at Clark’s expression at that statement.



Clark shook his head fearing the worst. “I’ll go get dressed now. Meet us at the farm in about an hour?” After getting dressed, he came back to the bed and leaned down and kissed her lips. Lois put her arms around his neck and kissed him back. They both didn’t seem to want to stop.



He had to pull her arms from around his neck to leave. “Mom’s waiting for me, honey.”



“Honey? Humm, I like that the sound of that,” Lois said and kissed him again.



Clark had to force himself to leave. She made a beautiful picture, with her hair mussed and her lips swollen from his kisses. I could definitely get use to this. “Bye, Lois,” he said and left.



“Bye, Clark,” Lois said and smiled at his retreating back.



Someone was watching Lois’s apartment. As soon as Clark left, someone dialed Lois’s cell phone. She grabbed her purse from the table. Her mouth dropped open. She recognized the number. Should I answer it?



~o~o~



Martha Kent missed her home in Smallville. Talks on the phone just weren’t good enough for her anymore. Clark’s voice these past several months had her worried about him. Was he eating right? Was he getting enough sleep? I know my son. She was at curbside when the familiar red pick-up pulled up to the curb.



“Clark!” Martha exclaimed as she held up her arms.



Clark pulled her close. He’d missed her so much. “Mom, you’re home,” he said getting emotional.



When they both pulled back, both their eyes were bright.



Martha touched his cheek. “How are you, Clark?”



“I’m fine, Mom. Come on, let’s get you home,” Clark said and grabbed her bags. He looked up and there standing behind his mother was a face he would not soon forget. “Mr. White?”



“Hello, Clark. It’s good to see you again,” Perry said and held out his hand.



Clark shook his hand. “It’s good to see too, Mr. White. You’re visiting Smallville again?”



Martha took Mr. White’s arm. “Clark, Perry and I are friends,” she said her meaning clear.



“Oh, I see,” Clark said as thoughts of his father came into his mind.



Perry was expecting this reaction. He knew how close Clark and his father were before he had died. “I’ll be at the hotel in town, but I’d like to come visit your Mother and you, if that’s ok?”



Clark looked between them. He couldn’t possibly deny his mother any happiness. She deserved that and more. “Of course, I’ll look forward to it, Mr. White.”



“Thank you, Clark. Would you mind dropping me in town? I’ll get a rental car and meet you at the farm later. I’ll let you and your mother get caught up on all the news.”



“Speaking of news, Clark, Perry is in town to apply for the editor position at the Planet,” Martha said.



“Really? Good luck, Mr. White,” Clark said meaning it.



“Thanks, Clark,” Perry said. “I’m up to speed on the turnover at that position, and I know my way around the newspaper world. I have a few things to say about that.”



Clark listened and he was thinking about Lois. I wonder.



“Clark, are you ready to go? What were you thinking just then?”



“Oh nothing,” he said as he thought about telling his mother that he and Lois are unemployed. “Let me get those bags for you, Mr. White.”



“Thanks, Clark,” Perry said.



~o~o~



Lois stared at the ringing phone, wanting to answer it, but she couldn’t do it. But before she could decide whether to answer the phone or not, the call went to voice mail. She was relieved, but then she dialed her voicemail. She listened, but it was dead air and a weird noise in the background. Now why would he call me like that? He said he wouldn’t call me again. I don’t understand what’s going on. Should I tell Clark what happened?



She closed the phone and put it back in her purse, but then thought better of it. She deleted the message.



TBC!



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A/N: I hope you liked it. Thanks for reading!