Chapter Nine: Kryptonite Flavoured

One thing Lois Lane had decided in all this; Kal was murder on her wardrobe.

She should have expected it and was more or less prepared but Lois Lane had thought that they would make it up the stairs at least. No sooner than they had entered the house, Lois found herself locked in another series of passionate kisses. Despite the ache in her limbs from their love making session earlier in the day, it was to Lois’ chagrin how quickly she reacted to his demanding mouth. Even though her mind told her that this wasn’t Clark, her body couldn’t tell the difference and reacted to his sensual plunder.

“Kal,” Lois said trying to draw him upstairs at least. As titillating as it was to make love on the kitchen table again, Lois had too much respect for Martha Kent’s home for a repeat performance of their earlier coupling. “Let’s take this upstairs.” She pulled away from his mouth, breathing hard.

“Come on Lois,” he grinned with that smirk that would crumble a lesser woman’s resolve. “Mom’s not going to be home until tomorrow,” he reached for her leg at superspeed and pulled.

Losing her footing, she tumbled against the staircase and turned around, “Kal!” She growled. “You could have hurt me.”

“You like it rough Lois,” he was on her in seconds.

“Not that rough,” she grumbled, forgetting that she needed to occupy his attention because Lois’ natural attrition demanded a response at the manhandling. Pushing him off had little or no affect and seemed to arouse Kal even more.

“Bullshit,” he snorted and pried her legs apart, nestling comfortably between them with ease. “You didn’t complain earlier.” His mouth latched onto hers again forcefully.

“Well maybe I don’t like being thought of as a sure thing,” Lois retorted before his tongue silenced her and he was using his strength to pin her down.

“Only for me Lois,” he rumbled in a low voice, his fingers sliding up her thigh and disappearing beneath the hem of skirt she was wearing.

Christ, she felt his touch and fought to remember that this wasn’t Clark, this was Kal. Kal who was Clark unleashed, her scattered mind reminded as she felt his fingers hooking around the silk of her underwear. His strength was such that only a tug was needed before she felt herself exposed. Although her mind was swirling with thoughts of Krypton, of Red K and Kal-El, all it took for her to forget everything, was a powerful thrust of his growing erection against her moist, bare flesh.

Almost unconsciously, Lois was pulling at his shirt, sliding her hands under the fabric to rake her nails across his back. He groaned at the contact, sending delicious sensations against the tender flesh of her neck as he devoured her with renewed intensity. Kal couldn’t have enough of her and it wasn’t just the sex that made him want Lois so much. It was the acceptance. She knew what he was, knew all about his powers and didn’t care. She just wanted him and finally he was the man she deserved, one who could allow her to relinquish the control she liked to wield so much.

Oh God, how could she think when Kal was doing this to her? With fleeting shame, Lois realized that this was part of the plan, to keep Kal distracted but it was so easy to become lost in the part when she felt his fingers exploring the heat between her legs, teasing wet folds apart to torture her with his wonderfully tactile touch. Against her will, she was calling out his name, not Clark’s name and she so wished it was Clark, but Kal’s. He had pushed her down completely and was savaging her body with bites and kisses, alternating between her mouth and neck, giving her neither time to breathe or to protest, only surrender.

“God Lois,” he whispered in her ear, “you’re so fucking wet. I gotta taste you.”

Her breath caught as he moved down her body so fast Lois didn’t even have time to respond. All she knew was that in a blink of an eye, his breath was warming her thighs and then she couldn’t think at all because….oh god….oh god…oh god…he was tasting her. The first flick of his tongue and Lois was whimpering with sensations so raw and incredible she didn’t think was possible to feel this good.

It didn’t help that his performance came with a raunchy commentary.

“Hmmm Lois,” Kal smiled triumphantly when the tongue he darted deep inside her and the folds he caressed with his lips, produced another pleasured cry. “I could eat you all day. You taste so good.”

Eyes shut; Lois hated the smugness in his voice but could do little else in the face of such aching pleasure. He worked her good, teasing and tasting. Alternating between lips and tongue, until Lois couldn’t remember her name much less the plan she and Chloe had concocted. She knew this was about power, about domination and Lois hated it that he was so forceful but she hated herself more for responding to it.

“Kal,” she begged as he pushed her nearer and nearer to the brink, until she could think of nothing but his lips and what they were doing to her. “Oh God Kal….please don’t stop.”

“Never happen,” Kal smiled but pulled away from her nonetheless. Relishing the sob of disappointment that escaped her at being denied so close to orgasm, Kal claimed her mouth as he unbuttoned his pants and freed himself. “Taste yourself,” he muttered into her throat as his tongue slid into her mouth the same time as his cock penetrated her. She was so wet he slid all the way in without pause, not that he was giving her much opportunity to get accustomed to the intrusion. She could take him, he knew from their earlier encounters.

Lois gave in to the juggernaut pace he set inside of her as if there had ever been any question that she wouldn’t. Too much of him looked like Clark for her to be able to resist although his raunchy sexuality made her wish for the man she loved even if the sex was incredible. There was something missing. Heart perhaps and even as she surrendered to the pleasure he made her feel, she knew she could never love Kal. Not like she loved Clark.

“You’re such a sweet thing to fuck Lois,” Kal grunted in her ear as he continued to thrust hard, each stroke driving her deeper into the uneven stairs. She would have bruises for sure but Kal liked that idea as well, being able to mark her. Holding her ankle firmly against his shoulder, he heard her whimpers and began to tease.

“You want me to stop Lois?” His eyes burned red with menace.

“God no,” she pleaded, feeling herself near the edge. She was so close…

Letting her leg slide off to his side, Kal didn’t halt in his rhythm as he lowered his lips to her ear and whispered. “Then don’t ever interfere in my business with Lex again.”

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It took a few hours for Lionel to fill Lois’ order but eventually Chloe was able to sneak into the loft and place the package where Lois had instructed. Of course, she also had some additional insurance in her hand bag having experienced Clark in Red K mode before. Unfortunately, Chloe sensed that if Clark or rather Kal found her here, he would be expecting a trick. After all, she had used kryptonite to subdue him before and if what she had heard from Lana was any indication about his disposition, Kal had a mean streak a mile wide for anyone who had ever crossed him.

Every time Clark came under the influence of red kryptonite, it drove home to Chloe just how fortunate that they all were that Clark Kent was the man he was. With his powers, he could have easily been so much worse (case in point; Zod) and times like this, when they were face to face with his alter ego, Chloe wished she had told Clark more how much he was appreciated. Tucking the device beneath the sofa where Lois had instructed, Chloe prepared to make her departure from the Kent farm, hoping that Lois could do what was necessary before it was too late for them all.

So far, there was no word from Zod or Fine but this only meant that they were in the eye of the storm. Whatever Zod was planning would happen soon. Chloe required no clairvoyance to know that. They needed to get Clark back before it was too late. Fortunately, when Lionel had told them about Kal and Lex, Lois had suspected that Kal might be looking for a little bit of payback in regards to the bald billionaire. After all, Lex had stolen away Lana and while Clark might have resolved his feelings about Lana, his anger at Lex was almost as difficult to dispel.

Lois had arrived just in time to save them both, so Chloe heard from Lana who was at this moment flying away from Smallville with Lex in a Luthor Corp Jet. They were trying to outrun the Kryptonian, unaware that the danger Zod posed would ensure there was no place on the planet that anyone could hide for long. Lionel had driven to Topeka to intercept Martha and tell her what was going on. No matter what she thought of the man, Chloe knew that Lionel’s feelings for Martha were genuine. She would be safe with him.

Thank God, Jimmy was visiting his folks out of town.

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Leaving Lois upstairs, Kal had come down to the kitchen to raid the fridge after yet another marathon session of love making. God, Lois was a goddamn hellion in the sack. Kal had always suspected as much and was certain that even Clark, knew it on some level too. In any case, Kal figured he had Lois pretty much under control now. She was still trying to manipulate him but it was really he who was pulling the strings.

Really quite easy to do when they loved you, he snorted.

Look at Chloe and Lana, how many hoops had he made them jump before they got tired of it? Even then Kal knew it would be easy to get Lana back if he wanted, just as it would be easy to get Chloe on side if she gave him trouble. Just give Blondie the slightest hint of hope that he might give her the time of day and she’d be on her knees begging. If he ever got tired of Lois, he might consider it.

Never, he thought confidently, draining a carton of juice as he stood in front of the fridge.

Looking at the ceiling of kitchen, he could see Lois lying on his bed upstairs, no doubt recovering, he thought with a smug smile. Suddenly, his hearing picked up something else and Kal’s enhanced vision began searching for the source. He heard movement but discerned quickly that it wasn’t in the house but it was close thought….

Chloe.

And she was sneaking around.

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Lois heard the slamming of the door and immediately sat up in bed.

“Kal?” She called out and heard the barn door opening and closing with similar speed.

Forcing her aching limbs to move, Lois jumped out of bed and winced. If it wasn’t for the fact that her father was a general who believed no daughter of his wouldn’t be able to make a ten mile hike, Lois would hardly be able to move. Grabbing a shirt, she slipped it over her shoulders and hurried out of the room, hoping Chloe had the sense to get out before Kal had noticed her.

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“Hey Chloe,” Kal greeted her as he came to a stop at the top of the stairs leading into his loft. Judging by he expression of surprise on her face, it was clear that he had caught her doing something she shouldn’t. “What are you doing here?” He asked with a disarming smile.

“Hey Kal, well I dropped by to see you and I thought I’d try here first,” Chloe smiled brightly, wishing she could have come up with a better excuse than that.

”Really?” He stared her down with a little smile and raised brow. “What about?”

“To see if you wanted to go that midnight showing of Star Wars in Metropolis next week but now that I’m here, I can also critique those cute boxers.” She laughed nervously and knew inwardly, he wasn’t fooled.

“Its not like you mind right Chloe?” Kal teased and let him high powered gaze run a perfunctory examination over her. He found what he was looking for almost immediately and took a cautionary step back without giving away himself way.

“What?” Chloe’s hazel eyes caught his blue with a indignation.

He knew that would make her bite.

“Next time you sneak up on me with the meteor rock, don’t call me Kal.”

Eyes flashing crimson, a blast of heat enveloped the bag hanging off Chloe’s shoulder. The intense heat ignited the leather and Chloe let out a soft cry of fright as she yanked it from her shoulder and onto the floor. Once it had hit the floor boards, Kal intensified the beam of heat and incinerated the bag and all its contents in a small burst of fire. The tiny explosion left behind nothing but ash and smoke which cleared away soon enough.

“Clark…” Chloe stammered, trying to get past him in a futile effort. “You’re not yourself.”

“I’m just fine,” he grabbed her wrist and squeezed.

“Clark!” She squealed in pain at the vise like grip. “You’re hurting me!”

“God!” Kal rolled his eyes, “did it ever occur to you that the reason I’m with Lois and not with you and Lana is because of the whining? I’m sick of listening to both of you whine about everything. I don’t need the grief!”

It isn’t Clark, Chloe told herself as the words stung against her skin like barbed wire. Its Kal and the Red K. “Let me go!” She tried to wrench her hand free and suddenly, she was falling backwards.

“CHLOE!” Lois screamed as she entered the barn and saw Chloe stumbled against the railing on the stairs before going over it a split second later. “KAL, grab her!” She shouted, hoping that there was still enough of Clark left in Kal to do something.

Out of reflex more than anything else, Kal raced down the stairs and was there to catch Chloe before she hit the ground.

Lois didn’t waste the opportunity, knowing that she had a very narrow window of opportunity to act. She had hoped to come up here later in the night but Chloe’s discovery had thrown that plan out of whack. Reaching the loft as Kal was trying to figure out what she was doing. Lois prayed that Chloe had left everything where she had instructed. Reaching behind the sofa, her hand wrapped around it, just as she felt her hair swaying with a gust of wind.

“What’s going on Lois?” Kal demanded.

Lois turned around with the gun in her hand and faced him.

“What’s going on Kal is that you’re no yourself.” She said firmly.

“And you think a gun is going to stop me?” He almost laughed.

Lois took aim. “Don’t make me find out if you’re faster than a bullet.”

“You’re gonna shoot me?” He took a step forward, challenging her.

“I want Clark back,” Lois said icily. “Do you hear me. CLARK.”

“Didn’t sound like it a short time ago,” his expression hardened. “In fact, Clark was the furthest thing from your mind. It was me that made you come Lois, not Clark. Me” He sneered crudely. “Clark would never make you feel that way.”

“Don’t mistake sex for love Kal. You’re good in the sack I’ll give you that but I don’t love you and I never will. I want Clark back.”

His eyes narrowed and Lois could see the rage overcoming him. The same fury that he had unleashed upon Lana was about to be visited on her. Not giving him the chance to overpower her because even with the weapon, he could manage it quite easily, Lois pulled the trigger and prayed that all those lessons the general had given her was not a waste. The berretta dispensed its payload with a powerful bang and Lois closed her eyes as Kal made no attempt to avoid the shot.

The bullet slammed into his shoulder, meteor rock being no substitute for lead, shattered the instant it hit bone. Fragments spread throughout his left shoulder, forcing Kal to let out a cry of pain as he hit the floor. Lois saw the blood splattering across his skin and felt her stomach hollow in anguish at having been forced to do this.

There was no choice. Jor-El had revealed that it required Kryptonian strength to activate the device enough to penetrate Clark’s skin. Neither she nor Chloe could have managed it. Kryptonite would weaken his skin enough for them to activate the device. Furthermore, two many people had tried to use pieces of green meteor rock to weaken him. Kal would expect an attack to come at him that way. Threatening him with a gun would only provoke Kal’s supreme arrogance.

“You bitch!” Kal screamed at her in pain, clutching his bleeding shoulder. She saw the green tinge of his skin and knew that they hadn’t much time.

“Chloe!” Lois called as she ran back to the couch and retrieved the Kryptonian device.

Chloe was recovering from her near grievous fall when she saw Lois make her play and remained in the background until it was over. Chloe didn’t know if Kal was smart enough to take a hostage but she certainly had not want to find out. Fortunately, as expected, Kal’s arrogance had rushed him into point blank range of the kryptonite bullet that Lionel had made for the gun in Lois’ hand.

Hearing Kal’s indignant scream, Chloe was on the move. Clutching her aching wrist, she arrived on the floor of the loft to see Kal on the floor, blood pooling under him.

“Oh my God…”

“I hit him in the shoulder,” Lois cut her off as she leaned over Kal.

“Get away from me!” Kal spat at her. Green veins were crisscrossing his body and Lois ignored that this was happening to Clark as well as the arrogant alter ego in current possession of his body.

“Shut up Kal,” Lois snapped and pinned down one of his arms with her knee. “Chloe, hold him down.”

“What are you doing to me you bitch!” Kal demanded.

Lois ignored him, perfectly aware that if this failed, he would kill them both. Chloe gave Lois a look of admiration, wondering how she could stand seeing Clark like this, even if it was Kal’s words. Chloe had never been able to stand it. Trying not to look down at him, Chloe held Kal down by the shoulders and turned away.

“Ready?” Lois asked quickly, bracing herself.

“Do it,” Chloe nodded, strengthening her grip, ignoring the pain in her wrist.

“LET ME GO!” Kal struggled one last time to break free but the kryptonite (the green version) was doing its job well. His struggle was weak at best.

“For the last time,” Lois said moving the device over the bleeding wound where skin was already broken, “SHUT UP!”

Lois brought down the suction cap on the open wound and depressed the trigger. A low whine filled the barn at the same time Kal started crying out in pain. It took all the strength Lois and Chloe had to keep the Kryptonian pinned to the ground as she struggled. Her eyes fixed on his, Lois saw nothing in Kal’s eyes but betrayal and knew that she never ever wanted to see that look in his eyes again, from Kal or Clark.

Suddenly, something popped and Lois saw the bulb like end of the device filled with blood. At first she could see only the bullet but then other sediments began to appear in the thick liquid. Fragments so small, they almost look like dust. She saw them cling to the side of the glass and realized that this was the Red K.

“Oh God Chloe,” Lois stared at it amidst Kal’s howling. “I think its working!”

Suddenly, with a final cry of pain the whining stop and Kal no longer struggled. Lois withdrew the device, tossing it away. The green veins on Kal’s skin had vanished and his color was back to normal.

“Did it work?” Chloe asked.

“I don’t know,” Lois shook her head, watching in amazement as skin began to repair itself. If this hadn’t worked, she and Chloe were in a lot of trouble and there would be nowhere to run.

“Clark?” Lois brushed the strands of wet hair out of his face as he lay on the ground, eyes closed, seemingly exhausted. “Come on Smallville,” she prompted, using the usual flippant tone he was familiar with. “Give me a sign here.”

Clark Kent opened his eyes and felt the nightmare he had been suffering fall away from him like the bad dream he knew it wasn’t. Lois was staring at him and Clark managed a soft prayer of thanks as he looked at her without the red fog over his mind. He couldn’t even begin to process the rest of what he knew had happened but at least, Lois was here and knowing that, helped him to deal.

“Figures,” he snorted, too weak to move but basking in Lois’ face above him. “You always have to be on top.”

PART TEN