Hi Barbara!
She groaned and rolled over, hitting her head on something hard.
Clark, did you not soften your … chest in the morning?
Why was she lying in his bed? And why was she… Lois did a double take as the sheets slid lower… why was she naked?
/Takes out book on bees/ you see, when the little honeybee smells pheromones…
Her heart raced as she lifted the sheets further, having a more thorough look.
The result was the same.
maybe she should ask Clark to confirm her observation?
racking her mind to find an explanation for her state of undress.
One that doesn’t involve magic happening last night?
Had she and Clark – her heart skipped a beat – had they made love? If so, she had no memory of it. Her stomach curled into a knot.
her first time with him was something she would want to remember.
Oops? Too much chemical courage?
Lois spotted Clark lying on the ground in front of his trailer. He had one arm wrapped around Houdini and was fast asleep.
Awww…the poor dear got scarred for life.
He licked his lips, swallowed hard and looked down at Houdini as if he hoped for advice.
HOUDINI: I told you to go and sniff her behind.
Her own cheeks burned up and she waved her hand between them, hoping that she wouldn’t have to spell it out for him.
“Made love till the ceiling came off the trailer.”?
Lois’ breath caught. “I…uh… I guess so.”
But doesn’t her normal self also would like to…very much?
Some kissing,” Clark conceded. “But that was it.”
Best not think about the sort of kissing that happened.
Somehow she’d attacked Clark and knowing him, he’d probably fled out of his trailer and had spent the night sleeping on concrete instead of in a soft bed. And that wasn’t okay, no matter how unperturbed Clark tried to act.
Awww, she’s adorable!
RALPH: He certainly hadn’t minded or he would have stayed.
If you’d made love to me last night, I’d have wanted it, too. Even if I wasn’t in my right mind. You know that, don’t you?”
/cocks eyebrow/
Then she buried her face in her hands. Part of her wished she could at least remember the kisses. Another part regretted that she’d put Clark into such an awkward position.
There there
The key to her car was still in the left pocket. But the keys to her apartment were gone.
Oops, and he’s bringing clothes, huh?
Unfortunately, he was also the only person vulnerable to the crystals she kept in her apartment.
Oops?
God, never in her life had she wished more to be wrong about something. With Houdini by her side, she rushed toward her car.
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Hey! Hmm… /checks calendar/ Hmm…
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I don't think I have ever seen that in a fic. But I could be wrong about that.
Was thinking the same thing. The one by CarolM might be the closest and she had them only discuss the idea. I did flash to the hypothetical of a Lois in sexual relationship with Clark getting sprayed and neither of them realizing something was off, aside from the hangover and slight blackout Lois has in the morning.
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