Oh Oh, I know it
Love Beyond All Measure by Chris Mulder
Here's another smoochie from one of my favorite authors (I'd better win a lot more because I still have a lot of favorite authors to go through)
For the millionth time, Clark stifled a groan. The more
Lois touched him, the more the warmth that had been
relaxing him earlier began to have the opposite effect.
With a pleased sigh, he pulled her into his arms and let
his hands roam over her back. Vaguely he wondered where he
was getting the courage to touch her like this, but it was
clear that she wasn't stopping him. In fact, she was
cuddling in closer ... nuzzling against his neck as if ...
"Lois--"
"Clark--"
Unfortunately, at the same moment he looked down, Lois had
lifted her head to look up, and her head roughly bumped
into his still-sensitive chin.
"Uhhh!" Clark groaned, putting a hand quickly to his jaw.
The wine had dulled the pain, but the sharp sting of their
collision brought it all back.
"Oh, my God, I'm sorry! Clark, are you OK?" Lois scrambled
to sit up, concern heavy in her face and voice.
To her relief, however, Clark just started to laugh. "I'm
fine, I'm fine. I just forgot how much it still hurts."
Lois relaxed as she saw that he wasn't angry with her. "Let
me see," she whispered as she gently pulled his hand away.
The jawbone was still a little swollen, but no more so than
when she had first come over. Glancing up, she noticed how
Clark had settled into the couch, and how his eyelids had
lowered as she gently touched his wounds. "I'm sorry," she
repeated, then pressed a tender kiss onto his jaw. "Does
that make it feel any better?"
Clark blinked, then nodded, the corners of his mouth
turning up slightly. "Mmm, much." He turned his head
slowly, surprised at how the heaviness of the drink was
settling into him once more as he relaxed. "Though my cheek
still hurts a little ..."
Lois's eyes danced. "Oh yeah?" She kissed him softly on his
bruised cheek, then again on the edge of his black eye,
just under the rim of his eyeglasses. She smiled against
his skin as she heard him moan softly. "Anywhere else?"
"Mmmm," Clark sighed, his eyelids at half-mast. "I was kind
of bleeding earlier ... over ... here." He lifted a finger
and touched it to the corner of his mouth.
Lois remembered the trickle of blood that she had helped
him clean up earlier this evening. "Hmm, yes, I remember
now ..." She kissed the corner of his mouth once, then
again. As she leaned in to kiss it a third time, however,
Clark turned his head so that she would kiss him more fully
on the mouth. "Mmmmm," she sighed happily, then smiled as
he echoed her.
- LauraA
(thanks Irene for using Basketball . . . and I was complaining on IRC that I can't write smoochies
. . . thank you so much!)
