Summary: Lois and Clark try to answer one question in their own special way.

A/N: This story takes place immediately after Charade. It is a bit spoilery. You should watch that episode so you know what's going on here. I hope you like it.

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Lois didn't know how to answer him. She stared at his face and a part of her wanted to say 'yes' he was enough, but then she thought of the Blur and how much she was going to miss him, and she couldn't say what he wanted to hear.

"I'm sorry, Clark, I can't not right now." She ran past him staring for a moment at the beautiful lights and what this night could have meant for them, but she didn't stop until she arrived at her apartment. She took off her coat, lay down on the bed exhausted emotionally and physically. She couldn't think about Clark or the Blur. It was strange, but her mind refused to separate them. Soon she was asleep.

Clark followed her and stood outside her apartment wanting so badly to go to her. Instead, he twirled into the Blur outfit and drifted inside the window of her apartment. It was dark and he didn't make a sound. He stood there watching her for a moment.

Lois was in the middle of a dream, a dream where the Blur was holding her and they were flying above the clouds. She tried to focus on his face but she couldn't no matter how hard she tried. Her mind and heart accepted it knowing deep inside that it was better this way. She could feel the wind in her hair as they floated high above the city. The feeling was indescribable. She never wanted it to end, but soon enough she found herself on solid ground as he stood before her. He backed away from her. "Don't go," she said aloud. "Please, don't go," she whimpered.

"Lois?" Clark said trying to awaken her. Clark heard her pleads and he suspected she was dreaming of the Blur. He decided to awaken her as Clark. He touched her shoulder.

Lois came awake with the start. "Clark?"

"You were dreaming, Lois," Clark said. "I was hoping we could talk some more. Was it a bad dream?" He asked hoping she would open up to him.

Lois didn't feel right talking to Clark about the Blur, not anymore. She got out of bed feeling awkward with him there in her apartment unannounced again. "You really need to stop popping in here, Clark. It's not right," she said not looking at him.

Clark sighed. "I'm sorry, Lois, but when you ran off, I was worried about you. Are you alright?" he asked concerned about her.

"I'm fine and I'm tired. You should leave," Lois said going to the door and opening it. It was clear she wanted him to leave. She knew she was hurting him and herself but she couldn't seem to stop.

"Lois, please, I won't stay long. I hate this … distance between us," Clark said.

"You should have thought about that before you stole my cell phone. It was you, wasn't it?" Lois said hoping he would deny it. She hated thinking Clark would do such a thing.

He hung his head for answer. "I'm sorry, Lois, but …" He began.

"Don't apologize, Clark. I know why you did it," Lois said understanding him maybe for the first time.

"You do?" Clark asked wondering if she could read his mind.

"Yes, I do," Lois said and sighed. "Clark, you were jealous of the Blur. I could see it in your face. It's as simple as that and jealousy is a powerful emotion," she said looking him in the eye.

"I can't deny that a part of me was jealous, but the bigger part was worried about you and the things you were getting involved in and I know you, remember? I know how your mind works. You think you're invincible, Lois, but you're not," Clark said coming closer.

Lois watched him come closer from underneath her lashes admiring him, and there it was that feeling she would always get when she was near him, like she couldn't breathe. It is different with Clark, so very different.

Clark knew that look and felt encouraged. "Have you thought anymore about what I asked you?"

"Clark, please, I …" She began looking down, but then he was right there in front of her. She felt compelled and looked up into his face.

"Tell me you don't feel it," Clark said taking her hand.

Her heart was beating so fast, she didn't think she could speak. "I can't," she managed to say.

Clark leaned down just a little. Lois closed her eyes, and then he was kissing her. He pulled her tight against him, slanting his mouth against hers. She kissed him back. Lois was thinking, this is where I belong, right here.

Clark was thinking about the past twenty-four hours and how strong and brave she had been. She was willing to risk her life again to protect my secret. I should be at her feet begging her for forgiveness. One day I will, but now, all I want is her right here in my arms. His mouth wandered down her throat, as he pulled her blouse aside kissing the tops of her breasts.

"Oh, Clark, I want you," Lois said thrilled by his actions.

"I want you too," Clark said and then he picked her up and took her to bed. He'd wanted to make love to her for so long and now with her beside him ready and willing, it was his sweetest fantasy come true. He gathered her close in his arms, but he had to ask her. "Are you sure?"

She stared at her love and then the words slipped out. "Love me, Clark," Lois said not realizing she had uttered that word unspoken between them until now. She pulled his head down kissing him with all the love that was in her heart, thrusting her tongue inside his mouth.

Clark pulled back after a moment and stared at her as her words slowly came into his mind. "Lois … I do love you, so very much."

Lois's eyes filled with tears. "I love you too," she managed to say and smiled through her tears.

Clark was so thrilled and excited, as he pulled her close kissing her with all the love he felt for her. No more holding back. No more. It was time, way past time for them to show their feelings. I can't hold it in anymore. She needs me and I need her. All too soon, they were naked in each other's arms, kissing and caressing each other. There was one more question he had to ask. "Lois, do you have any contraception?" Clark whispered embarrassed.

"I'm on the pill, Clark," she smiled at his expression. "You know I want this. I was ready at the lodge remember?"

"I was too," Clark smiled also remembering. His expression became serious as he lowered his mouth to hers once again, this time kissing her with an intensity that he'd withheld up until this moment. Lois felt desire course through her veins and marveled at the effect his kisses had on her. There's no doubt in my mind that Clark is the best kisser in the world, but then they were both breathless. Clark's kisses became even more intense and he wandered down her throat to her breasts and took a nipple into his mouth swirling his tongue around and around pulling and sucking to his heart's content.

Lois arched her back feeling each pull of his lips clear to her center. "Oh Clark, that feels so good, don't stop," she begged.

"I have no intention of stopping," he said between kisses. "Does that feel good?" Clark asked thrilled with her response.

"Clark!" His name was a plea on her lips.

He lifted his head to admire the picture she made. He'd dreamed of this moment. Her breasts were flushed and wet from his ministrations, her beautiful head was thrown back on the pillow, and her eyes were shut in anticipation of his next move. "God, you're beautiful," he whispered, as his warm mouth continued down her body. She parted her thighs in invitation to him. Lois gasped when he touched her. Clark inhaled her scent, feeling his cock twitch in response.

Lois was going to scream if he didn't give it to her. I've waited so long. "Clark, please," she panted. She felt him settle between her legs. She grabbed his head between her palms and kissed him fisting her hands in his hair clutching him closer. She lifted her arms and legs around him pulling him closer.

Clark couldn't wait any longer. He could hardly hear over the blood pounding in his ears. He'd never been so turned on. His hand smoothly stroked down her flat belly slipping a finger inside her heat. Lois whimpered again. She was slick and ready for him. Clark slowly entered her warm sheath holding still for a moment as her heat closed around his cock. He moved slowly at first getting her accustomed to them being together like this. She picked up his rhythm quickly and began to move. Soon they were riding that crest to the stars. He pushed harder and faster and then he could feel her muscles tense as she cried out her climax pulsing through her. He pulled her tighter against him and his climax crashed over him, as they both sighed with bliss. He held her tightly to him for a few moments until they both were able to breathe easier. As he began to slowly leave her body, Lois stopped him.

"Don't move … don't let go," she whispered pulling him closer.

"Lois, I'm too heavy for you, just …" Clark said but he liked it.

Lois stopped him with a kiss. Clark kissed her back. He found himself hardening again.

"Oh, yes," Lois said feeling him coming to life again.

"You asked for it," Clark smiled and kissed her sweet mouth and the next thing he knew it was morning and Lois was asleep curled up next to him exhausted.

Clark lay there watching her, wondering how he was going to keep his promise to look out for her and not call her again. He had hurt her enough, but he knew how she felt now. He suddenly realized she never answered his question from last night. Now what do I do!? He didn't dwell on it too long as Lois sighed against his chest and murmured his name.

Everything is different now. So very different!

The end!

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A/N: It's been almost four months since I've written in this verse. I do miss it. Welcome back, my lovely SV Clois Muse! Stay around now, will ya?! I hope you liked it. Reviews are love!!