Lois melted into the kiss, never having been kissed so thoroughly before and knowing it would be the first of many shared between her and Superman.
Umm… /taps Lois on shoulder/
She moved her lips from his mouth and over to Clark’s ear. “Don’t worry, Clark, Superman won’t let you die,” she whispered, giving him one last reassuring kiss on his cheek.
Even if Lois confesses her kiss to Superman?
Lois would have been lying to herself, if she didn’t admit that her increased heart rate wasn’t due in a little part to some anticipation of that next kiss. It was all part and parcel to the role she was playing as Clark’s girlfriend.
She’s method acting!
Wow, what had she been missing in life if hacks from Nowheresville could kiss as well as that?
So, field trip to Nowheresville to kiss all the men of eligible age? /imagines scene similar to that of Tempus Fugitive, with the townsfolk remarking on her status as a ‘dancer’.
She could only imagine what a kiss shared with her truelove Superman might be like.
Quite like this one, actually. Maybe with a distinct vanishing of kneecaps *and* jeans.
A second later, she was out of his arms and through the door of the plane.
“Superman!” Lois screamed as her body was tossed in the air currents, spinning her around.
Oh, God! What in the hell had she done? Perry was right. She didn’t think before she made choices, but she couldn’t have let Clark go just because he was the man. Still, this had been a stupid move.
