A Friend In Need

TITLE: A Friend In Need

AUTHOR: Midknight

CHAPTER: 1 of 1

FANDOM: Smallville

SHIP: Clark / Lois

RATING: NC-17

CATEGORY: Erotica

SPOILERS: A couple, Season Five

UNIVERSE: As, per cannon, just a random vignette without any real consquences.

DISCLAIMER: None of these characters belong to me. They belong to The WB and whoever else does. I pay homage to them and I make no profit from this story in any fashion, way or means.

AUTHORS NOTE: I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies.

FEEDBACK: Yes Please. It helps. It really, really helps. - Deton8@mweb.co.za

Smallville, The Kent Farm, Clark's room, Midnight

He woke up, looking around blurrily at the sound of his door being opened and closed. "Lois? Is that you?" he asked. "Yeah, it's me. Keep it down. We wouldn't want to wake your mom. He shifted and sat up in bed as she sat down on its side. "Lois, what's up?" he queried again, this time more softly. She put her hand on his thigh, which just caused him to repeat his query.

He could have sworn he heard her mutter: "Hopefully you.", but he wasn't sure. "Nothing. I just need your help with something." she replied and before he could answer she reached down, grabbed the hem of her sleep shirt and pulled it up and off over her head. She wasn't wearing anything underneath. He swallowed hard and that wasn't the only thing that was hard.

He had to be dreaming. Having seen her at that strip club and around the house all the time combined with not having sex since he regained his powers, it was understandable. It wasn't like he hadn't dreamed of her before. He started to protest but she silenced him with a well-manicured finger over his lips.

"Don't say anything, Clark. Just help me out. Okay?" she whispered to him as she pulled the covers off him. "Man, this has to be a dream and please Lord don't let me wake up now!" he thought fervently as she lowered her head and her full lips planted a wet kiss over his nipple. His back arched pressing himself into her lips and he drew in a hissing breath as she first sucked then flicked first one nipple then the other.

Her hands weren't idle either. Her fingers caressed and tested the muscles of his midriff, chest and inner thigh. His own hand drifted up, almost of it's own accord and he rested his hand on her hip. When she didn't make a move or tell him to remove it he knew it definately had to be a dream, and it was a dream he was going to enjoy to it's fullest.

Her skin was soft and smooth as he slid his hand up along her side. Her ribs made slight ridges and valleys under his fingers. His thumb found the bottom curve of her breast and then he slid the rest of his hand around to cup the firm globe. He weighed it before he gently began to fondle the smooth, warm flesh. He felt her areola and nipple grow harder and press into his palm and he added more pressure. Her breast felt different to Lana's. He couldn't help but compare. It wasn't so much that it was bigger, but it had a slightly different shape. It fit differently in his hand. Her lips left his skin and she looked up into his eyes. "That's it, Clark. Just what I need." she whispered, her voice husky and she pressed herself into his hand with an appreciative murmur.

He lifted his hips without really thinking about it when her hands reached for the waistband of his shorts. She lifted it over his erection and pulled them off. The cool air felt good and he heard her draw in a noisy breath and murmur: "Well, Smallville. I can say one thing for you, you definitely aim never to disappoint."

She shifted, moving her breast out of the reach of his hand, but his disappointment was short-lived as first, a warm. Smooth, feminine hand wrapped itself around the base of his dick and then slowly caressed its length. He let out a long, steady sigh as his back tightened and arched when her hand tightened on the base of his shaft and a pair of full, warm lips wrapped themselves around his dickhead. He meant to say her name, but the sound that came out of his mouth was quite unintelligible as she started to suck on him. Her lips inched their way down his shaft drawing it deeper into her mouth. If he thought the coolness of the room had felt good the heat and wetness of her mouth simply stopped thought all together. When she brought her tongue into play he had to suck in his breath and take hold of fistfuls of sheets to stop from thrusting his hips.

He wasn't quite successful, but she seemed to manage. He was surprised when she seemed to keep going and he felt her work his penis down her throat. She was definitely more experienced or more talented at oral sex than Lana was. She accommodated his slight thrusts, sucking and licking his sex. She let him almost slide out of her mouth before repeating the process. He let go of the sheets and his fingers worked their way into her hair. The curls were soft as they tangled around his fingers, tickling slightly. His fingertips found her scalp and he massaged it in time with her bobbing head. He could feel pleasure and pressure pooling in his lower belly. His balls were tightening. The fingernails of her free hand scraped up and down his chest. He was getting close. Any more and he would erupt in her mouth and he didn't really have a problem with that, but it seemed she did.

At, her next up stroke she let his saliva slick shaft slip free of her lips. He was sorely tempted to pull her mouth back down, but the look she flashed at him told him that this was just a prelim, there was more to come. She gave the tip of his penis a light kiss and then he watched in amazement as she used her tongue to scoop up the precum that oozed out of his slit and then swallowed it with obvious relish.

That same tongue drew a path from his belly to his chest as she climbed fully onto the bed, straddling his thighs. His shaft twitched as the smell of sex tantalized his nose. He let his hands explore her back, tracing the muscles and silky smoothness of her skin. She shifted her shoulder blades, pushing against his touch, they both moaned. His hands slid down her back as she moved forward, then, up.

His hands slipped past the small of the back and her movement soon left the firm globes of her ass cupped in his hands. He kneaded and caressed her tight buttocks. He looked up at Lois and saw her lower lip pinned behinds her pearly-white upper teeth as she spread the fingers of one hand out across his chest to steady herself while she reached down with the other and steadied his twitching cock. He could see concentration in her eyes as she shifted the head of his dick between her full, swollen labia as she tried to seat his sex at her opening. She was wet, really wet and he could feel her juices wetting his head and even trickling down it.

His hips jerked slightly, beyond his control, and his dickhead must have hit her clit because he saw the pressure from her teeth increase on her lip and her eyes flared wider for an instant. A moment later he felt her sex surround the head of his with liquid heat. She released her hold on his shaft and he actually saw her blink. His fondling hands on her ass made her hips shift and she began to slide down his shaft. He grunted and she gasped as gravity seemed to kick in and she plunged down onto his shaft. Her sex wrapped around him like a white-hot fist and his hands wrapped around her waist as he kept her in place, luxuriating in the sensation. He watched her eyes flutter closed and her nostrils flare as her hips shifted slightly back and forth. He could feel the sharp points of her nails pressing into his chest as she ground into him. His cock pulsed inside her as her movements shift him inside her. Her sex rippled around him adding to the sensation and he could do nothing more than let out a long sigh.

"Now I know why Lana was smiling so much a few months ago." he heard her mutter before she said: "Gimme your hands, but keep your elbows on the bed." He obliged, but not before he let his hands once again travel up along her ribs and give her breasts a quick squeeze. She laced her fingers with his and using them to brace herself she slowly lifted herself up along his shaft.

Her sex clung to his creating delicious friction as she rose up and then slowly let herself sink back down. He thrust up burying the last inch of his shaft into her and then allowing them both to settle down to the bed where their hips writhed in grinding pleasure. Sparks of sensation shot up his spine, making his nerves buzz and his breath come hard.

"Oh, Yeah. That's it." he heard her say on a heavily expelled breath as they repeated the process, again and again and again. She was liquid heat around him. The next time they were grinding together he opened his finger and she released his hands. He took a firm hold on her hips and sat up. She groaned and then gasped again as he buried his face in her cleavage hungrily nipping and sucking at her flesh as she rolled her hips back and forth. He could feel her sex flood around him and her pace quickened. He laved each nipple in turn sucking hard on one before changing to the other.

He could hear her breathing, heavy and straining above his head. He heard his name mixed in amongst random noises and to his surprise some quite innovative suggestions. His balls were starting to churn and he didn't know how much longer he was going to last.

She was riding him now, her voice straining in a loop: "Almost there! Don't stop! Yes!" He let go of her hips and ran his hands up her sweat-slick back. With, his arms under hers his hands locked onto her shoulders and he pulled her down hard on his dick, then her arms were wrapped around his head, crushing his face to her chest as his felt her throw her head back and her sex clenched hard around the length of his shaft. He actually heard her whimper as her orgasm hit her.

It was too much for him and he joined her in release with a torrent of semen. His dick, jerked and spasmed adding sharp sensation as they bucked against the flexing fist of her climaxing channel. His own noises were muffled in the exquisite flesh of her breasts. After several minutes she began to relax, releasing the hold on his head although her sex still clenched sporadically around him.

"As dreams went, this was freakin' awesome!" he thought. He continued to lavish attention, lightly and slowly, on one of her hard nipples and he could feel her shiver in response. He could feel one of her hands lightly rubbing his shoulders while the fingers of the other ran through his hair.

He felt himself begin to shrink and the combined juices of their efforts began to trickle out of her and onto him. She leaned back and he held onto her nipple with his lips, stretching it before letting go. He looked up to find Lois smiling down at him and he smiled back at her. she took his cheeks in her hand and tilted his face up to hers. She kissed him slowly and fully. He opened his mouth to her gentle urging and she explored his mouth and tongue with her own. It seemed like forever before she broke the kiss, but he wasn't complaining. She smiled again, but with a bittersweet note this time and he frowned. She kissed him again, just this time the lightest, butterfly-touch of lips.

He closed his eyes and heard her say: "Thanks for the help, Clark. It was just what I needed." and then in a rush she was gone. He didn't open his eyes as he settled back down on his bed. He didn't even hear the door open or close. "Well, it was a dream after all." he thought and with a smile he drifted back into dreamless sleep.

His clock radio started up, so it had to be 6am and he groggily switched it off. He yawned and stretched, smiling as he remembered his dream. He had a fleeting thought that he should be guilty dreaming of Lois in that way, but it was only fleeting, who was it hurting? He opened his eyes and then frowned. Where were his shorts? Why was his duvet on the floor? He got up quickly and retrieved a fresh pair of boxers, slipping them on quickly. He happened to glance at the mirror and saw that there was a smudge of something on his chest, it was red and it felt waxy. He stared at his perplexed reflection in the mirror and then with a shake of his head dismissed the whole idea. It was Lois Lane after all.

THE END