From part 1:

...But then, Lois lost her battle of conscience, and he heard her say, “Oh, what the heck.” And suddenly her lips were on his.

The world seemed to swirl around Clark as he felt more pleasure than he could ever have imagined that a kiss, even such a passionate one at this, could ever produce. Lex seemed to say something, but it was inaudible in the background, as all of Clark’s attention was focused on just kissing Lois.

Clark’s surroundings remained a blur even after Lois disengaged for air. The dreamy look on her face surely mirrored his own as she melted against him and whispered breathlessly, “Oh, Superman…take me home…”

The world stopped spinning. Oh, crap.


And now, part 2:

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Clark froze in place as he inwardly panicked. Lois wanted him to…surely she didn’t intend to…but the way she was pressing her body against him, with her face snuggled up to his chest, said otherwise. Unwittingly, some of his lower muscles began to tighten as his body contemplated doing exactly what she wanted.

But there was no way that he could do that! Not when it was Superman she wanted! But there was no way out – if he suddenly decided that the pheromones didn’t have any effect on him after all, he couldn’t possibly explain his actions! Clark felt a growing sense of horror inside him as he immediately regretted his reckless, idiotic declaration of love.

Outwardly, he favored Lois with a lovesick smile. “Anything for you, Lois.” he said in dulcet tones as he scooped her into his arms and lifted them into the sky.

As they headed towards Lois’s apartment, Clark sobbed inside. How could this be happening? How could Lois try to take advantage of him like this? However, he knew that that was unfair. After all, *he* had been about to take advantage of *her* when the pheromones had worn off. In a brutal twist of irony, he had tempted the temptress, and she had given in, albeit a lot faster than he had. No, he could only blame himself for getting into this mess.

He had to somehow find a way out of this while still playing along. As they soared through the air, Clark felt Lois shifting against him as she ran her hands over his chest exploringly. She was giggling softly. He cringed inwardly at the feelings of pleasure that coursed through his body.

If only he could hear a cry for help so that he could get away without Lois getting suspicious later when she found out that there was no disaster. Then again, he’d just have to throw himself at her afterwards anyways if he was to maintain the pretense. Why couldn’t he have thought of these things earlier?

This was just crazy - never in his life had Clark ever imagined that he would ever become such a tease. Because that’s what exactly what he was, offering Lois something that he never intended to follow up on.

****

When they landed on her balcony, Lois turned around in Clark’s embrace as she leaned up for another kiss. As he returned the kiss, Clark noticed that she was leading them inside the apartment. This was not good.

Breaking off the kiss, Lois said softly, “*Superman*, why don’t we head over to the sofa? We’ll be much more comfortable there…”

<No, no, no!> thought Clark. Why did all of his fantasies have to come true when he least wanted them to? Feeling totally helpless, he could only say, “Whatever my love desires” as he let her drag them to the sofa. How could he have ever given Lois Lane such total control over him?

As they settled down on the sofa, Lois flung herself onto Clark’s lap, wrapped her arms around the back of his head, and began kissing him even more passionately than she had kissed him before.

Clark groaned as he held Lois against him, still pretending that he was helplessly in love and enjoying himself immensely. It wasn’t a very difficult act to keep up. As he drowned himself in Lois’s kisses, Clark felt a faint glimmer of hope in the back of his mind that maybe this was all that she expected to happen out of this. Making out on the sofa wasn’t so bad – he could handle that.

Suddenly, Lois wriggled out of Clark’s embrace. Blushing as she slightly lowered her eyes, she gave him a slow, sultry smile before looking back up at him again.

“Let me change into something more comfortable – *you* just wait *right there*. *Don’t* move.” she said, smiling seductively as she playfully brushed her finger down Clark’s nose.

Lois started giggling slightly in anticipation as she scurried over to the bathroom. As he watched her disappear inside, Clark felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.

Oh, this was not good. Not good at all.


<to be continued>