Hi Blueowl!
A 'Pheromone, My Lovely' what if. What if Superman had been affected by the concentrated spray? What will Lois do when he comes to her? Granted, no matter what she does, she'll get a lot more than she bargained for.
Oooooh! PML has a special place in my heart
That meant Lois was attracted to him, Clark Kent, at least a little bit.
Yes, and the iceberg damaged the Titanic just a little bit. Not that they were considering such an event.
She looked at him expectantly and his heart swelled.
Clark! Not while wearing the spandex!
"I see," Luthor stated, barely containing a sneer.
Clark ignored him. He was such an evil man. One day he would fall.
Literally.
He needed to return to work. He didn't want Lois upset with him.
Yes, slacking off with his main squeeze like that. Tsk tsk tsk.
Lois: Exactly. /Beat/ Hey, wait a minute!
Having to lie and sound convincing didn’t seem within his capabilities just then.
Umm…
He looked over when he heard Lois’ heartbeat, hearing it before she had even stepped out of the elevator. He closed his eyes and just focused on that wonderful, soothing sound.
Awwwwww
He beamed, all previous self-reproach evaporating as he looked over her words. "It's perfect," he said, and it was, other than a misspelled word he quickly corrected with no comment.
Gold. Simply gold
"So you lied earlier. You are attracted to me," she said pointedly, but there was no heat in her words. "Any man with a beating heart should be," he said before he could process, let alone censor, his words. She blushed so hard her ears went pink and she hurriedly returned her attention to their article.
Wowzers, they’ve for sure ramped up the heat, now that Lois is sane again.
Maybe he could go someplace and sleep it off? He glided numbly over Metropolis, flying much slower than his norm. What was he doing again? He wondered what Lois was doing. Did she have any plans this weekend? He should have asked before he left.
You’re doing a great job with his trailing thoughts.
She gaped at him as she came to the only conclusion she could. Good Lord. He was still affected by the pheromone!
Oh, that’s evil, giving Lois the same experience Clark has had.
Good grief. She needed to get a hold of herself! Having one love sick individual in a room was bad enough.
She could tell him that she can’t do this. That she loves Clark.
The transformation was actually rather endearing. And frightening, she realized a second later. She had control of Superman.
Yes, like with those early 90s computer games, all she needs to do is grab the joystick and direct Superman to where she wants him to go. And pressing button #2 makes him fly.
Sure, the pheromone had made her exaggerate her feelings toward Clark, but they had never made her lie or concoct stories.
"Why would I be angry?" she asked. "That I didn't tell you my secret," he answered, looking away.
He’s married.
"Many reasons, but primarily because it's dangerous. Very dangerous. If the wrong people learned this, everyone close to me would be in danger, everyone who knows and kept it hidden especially, and if the world learned . . . I wouldn't be allowed to be me anymore."
Yep. Married. To the princess.
"Well, as “Well, as long as you’re not the frontal assault of an invading Kryptonian army to take over Earth, or something like that, I can’t think of anything I wouldn’t be able to forgive you for.”
Aww she’s okay with being his side piece.
Like, what's Krypton like? What's your Kryptonian name?
/Looks at the timeline/ Now that should be fun
He grinned as he sat down. "Okay. My Kryptonian name is Kal-El," he said.
Oh. Okay
"I only learned it this year, a few months ago, actually," he said happily.
That should be fun.
This had to be a record. She had never been confused so many times in such a short amount of time.
Wait till you meet Tempus
"What has he done?" she asked, almost afraid to ask, but she had to know!
Oh, so Superman she’ll believe.
"Tests?" she asked. What was up with her asking one word questions lately? "Superman?" she asked uncertainly.
She put the movie in and pushed play before going to the couch. She hoped that wasn't a mistake as Superman sat down beside her.
Hmm, it might be necessary to comfort the alien during those…sensitive scenes.
”Kal-El, remember, you need to try to keep control of yourself. The drug, remember?” she tried, praying her words would get through to him.
They seemed to, thankfully.
Regretfully.
He really couldn't remember, but he was out on the couch by himself. That had to mean things hadn't escalated out of control, right? He desperately hoped so.
Sorry buddy, but royalty doesn’t share a bed for the night. He goes back to his own room after completing his business.
"Nothing I couldn't handle.
Oh this could mean anything.
“I’ve been trying to figure out how to tell you, ‘I’m Superman’, and now that I’m in front of you as Superman, I need to actually say my real name,” he said, slowly getting back under control. “Oh. That is pretty funny,” she said, chuckling herself now. “Oh, I know! One moment,” he said, before vanishing out the window.
/Gets popcorn/
“Hi, Lois. Um, I’m Superman. . . . uh, surprise?” he said.
For a long moment he thought he might have broken her, but then she spoke. "How is saying, 'I'm Clark' any harder than saying, 'I'm Superman'?"
And it’s because it’s one syllable more. His brain can only process two syllables at a time.
BlindPassenger -- Thanks. I figured Lois would go one of two ways, love or lust. This is the love choice.
bakasi -- That's the other fic I'm working on, Impulse.
Oooh, I’m liking this thoughtful approach. So…I looked but I didn’t find Impulse? Okay, found it, apparently at first I only look over yonder…
Thanks for the great ride!
Michael
Glad you enjoyed it.
Yeah, she definitely deserved to know. Glad you enjoyed it.