A Year in the Life Of [005/365] (Smallville // Clark/Lois)

[krysyuy]

Title: A Year in the Life Of aka 365 Ways to Say 'I Love You' (005/365)
Author: Krys Yuy
Prompt: #89/dream (table HERE; chapter list HERE)
Summary: A year in the life of Clark Kent and Lois Lane. Glimpses into the first full year of their lives as a couple - the ups, downs and everything in between. Post-Pandora. A version of Offscreenville. Drabble/ficlet series.
Pairing/Characters: Clark/Lois
Warning: Sexual situations and nudity, though not explicit. Please note the rating change for this specific drabble.
Rating: R/M
Word Count: 962
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters used. This fic is purely for entertainment purposes only.
Author’s Notes: Written for ayearinwriting. Word count, why do you taunt me?! Oi. Anyways, Christine, I ended up using both your prompts, in a way. :P Hope you enjoy what I did with it~! ♥ ~*nicole*~, one of your prompts is up next! :D
Umm… I’ve never written something this R-ish before. I’m kinda horrible with such things. That’s why I usually flee in the other direction in terror. So, I apologize if this is just horribly cheesy and if it doesn’t work. At all. Romance novel writer, I am not. I have no experience writing this kind of thing, not really, but I thought this drabble series was as good a time as any to practice. Happy reading. (I hope.)


January 5 aka Through Eyes Not Mine

When Lois places her hand on his chest, Clark is keenly aware of how her heart rate picks up, how she takes in that one tiny gulp of air before she speaks, her voice the only sound in the world that matters. She’s here now, she says, and he knows; he knows because it’s the first time in a year that he’s felt anything at all.

The candles flicker in the hazel of her irises. She’s waiting; it’s his turn now. No, not his turn – his chance. To make up for months and days and moments of regret.

Clark kisses her then, leaning forward and capturing her lips in a way he’s dreamed of every night since he realized what she meant – what she means – to him. It took him awhile to understand the void in his chest, why he couldn’t stand to be around Chloe or Oliver. He’s never been good with matters of the heart, not really, but when he feels, he feels with everything he has. There is no in-between.

So when he kisses her, he doesn’t hold back. He’s reaching for her buttons, and her hands are sliding up his muscles and into his hair. Too much time has been lost, and there’s not enough left to do this how he would have before. He’s losing her either way, if they fail or succeed, and he’s selfish and he needs whatever moments he can have with her.

They kiss and kiss and kiss, and he slips her shirt over her shoulders, the popping of its buttons echoing loudly with their low mingled breaths. She reaches for his pants and his arms close in around her back.

Clark lifts and swings her onto the mattress in the corner, and he can’t get enough of her, allowing their mouths to break apart for only a moment so he can rid her of her shirt entirely. Then his lips are claiming hers again, demanding and wanting. Lois answers with just as much passion and her thumbs graze the skin above his jeans.

His hips buck against hers, and they both gasp into their kiss. His skin is on fire with her touch, and still, she’s not nearly close enough. His palm slides over her hip and across her flat stomach, her silky skin electrifying his fingertips, and he enjoys the way Lois responds to the slightest touch. There is the faintest hint of strawberries still clinging to her hair and he breaks their kiss to breathe her in.

He nips at her neck and hooks his fingers under the straps of her bra, and she arches her back, helping him release the clasp from behind. Then she’s free and she wraps her arms around his nape before he can drink in the sight of her. She’s dragging him down and simultaneously straining up, and she’s kissing him, devouring him.

Clark groans and flips them over, unfastening her jeans at the same time she goes for his, and for a moment, they’re a tangle of limbs and pants and shoes. Lois laughs against his lips, which makes him smile too – smiling, it feels so strange – but a twist here and a kick there, and then they’ve stripped completely.

Lois breathes in shakily, settling on his abdomen, and Clark clutches her hips to keep her from moving downward, the heat in his gut spiraling out of control. She sits up straighter, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, and she looks down at him with such love and desire that it fills all the empty places inside him. He wonders how he never saw what was right in front of him.

Clark allows his eyes to drift over her naked form and god, she’s gorgeous and she’s his, if only for tonight. He cups her face and draws her back down, and somewhere in the back of his mind, he prays that his younger self isn’t stupid enough to let her slip away.

Lois murmurs his name as she leans down and places her hands on his chest, her thick hair falling over them in a fine brown curtain. His fingertips trail along her smooth backside and down her thigh, a thrill running through him when she shivers.

… Clark…

He looks up at her under hooded eyelids and admires how the light dances across her face through the canopy of her hair. She kisses him softly, sweetly and the heat sizzling them slows but still manages to burn twice as hot.

Clark.

He whispers his love and a totally different type of light illuminates her face, and the beauty of her smile takes his breath away. So he says it again and again and again until she’s laughing and beaming that beautiful smile at him so brightly that it etches itself into his memory forever. Her mouth forms the shape of his name.

Clark?

Her image wavers and for the first time, he frowns. Her next kiss is feather-light, almost nonexistent. She’s slipping away from him. Panic wells up inside and he reaches for her, but she’s already fading–

“Clark?”

Clark gasped, shooting up on the couch, his breathing heavy and labored. His fingers clenched, remembering but not remembering the feel of her soft skin, of her dominating his every sense. He jerked when a hand clutched his arm.

“Whoa, Smallville.” The familiar voice made him tense. “That must have been some dream.” Concern colored Lois’s face and she pressed her palm to his temple, checking his temperature. “Are you okay?”

Clark stared at her. Seconds ticked by before his hand closed around her wrist and he fell forward, his forehead on her shoulder. When a shudder ran through him, he closed his eyes.

And breathed.

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Crossposted to ayearinwriting, clois, cloisfic, svclois, smallville, Divine Intervention.

Comments

[pueblo-01.livejournal.com]

nice dream at least till the end where she slips away but hey he has her so hes safe so far :)

[krysyuy.livejournal.com]

Yes, well. He really did lose her. But then he gets her back~~~ So, yeah, like you pointed out, it's all good. :D

Thanks for commenting! ♥

[eternal-moonie.livejournal.com]

totally awesome new ficlet honey!

[krysyuy.livejournal.com]

Thank you~!

[eternal-moonie.livejournal.com]

For what it is worth, I got my weeklyfic up just a few minutes ago... but I have to warn you, it is evil.

[chrisluvstommy.livejournal.com]

I am ridiculously happy with this drabble and that you chose to tackle "smut" is just well it makes me all squishy and happy since I LIVES for smut LOL, but really this was incrediably well written and romantic, good job Krys GOOD JOB!

[krysyuy.livejournal.com]

Yay! I am SO HAPPY you like it~~! And LOL! Well, it's not quite smut, but this is probably the closest I'll ever get. If I get any closer, it'll probably be because of the influence of DI (the comments in the spoiler section kill me every time ). I'm really quite relieved I did okay. :D

Thank you so much for your awesome comments and for the encouragement! ♥

[lifesend.livejournal.com]

ooh! I like this one a lot too. One question I've wondered after Pandora aired was how Clark is going to react (or not react) to what happened in the future with Lois. I like how you have verbalized Clark's thoughts of longing and love towards Lois in the future scene/dream. Wonderfully done!

[krysyuy.livejournal.com]

Thank you~! ♥ Yep, I've wondered the same thing! Hence, this drabble, lol. I mean, I can't imagine it not having such an impact on him, even if the show doesn't... well, show it. I kinda love exploring Clark's head, so I'm really glad you like how I verbalized his thoughts. :D And it was more Clark dreaming through his future self's eyes. Something wonky like that, anyways. XD;;

Thanks for your wonderful comment!

[(Anonymous)]

This is sooo good! You're very talented! I look forward to reading more from you.

[krysyuy.livejournal.com]

Aww, you're so sweet! Thank you! I hope you continue to enjoy what I have to offer. :D

[dark-h-princess.livejournal.com]

I've added you as a friend.

You are such an awesome writer! I followed a favourited link by someone and found your fanfics! They're brilliant. You manage to capture Lois and Clark so well. I've been missing out all these days. Can't wait to read all your work while waiting for the rest of season 9 to air.

Am suffering withdrawal symptoms lol.

[krysyuy.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Added you back. :D

And you're so sweet. Thank you for such humbling comments. I'm often blown away by how much some people like my writing. I only hope to improve so I feel worthy of such great comments. I'm always concerned most with characterization, so I'm glad to see that you think I capture Lois and Clark well. I'm particularly paranoid about Lois because she's such a witty character, and my witty level is not very high.

I'll try to update as often as I can. I tackled this project so I can practice my writing, but I do have other writing projects going on (Grad school! Yikes.), so I will inevitably fall behind. But I hope to keep up the pace for as long as I can.

Also, may I ask what link you followed to my stories? I'm just curious. :) Was it at someone else's LiveJournal? FanForum? Etc, etc...

Thanks again for commenting! I really appreciate it. ♥

[dark-h-princess.livejournal.com]

Hi, you deserve all compliments about your writing and I think you capture Lois pretty well - like for example when she blindfolded on the way to the ice-lake or whatever and she rolls her eyes underneath - I couldn't stop laughing. That is so her!

The link I followed to your journal was from a website where a person has listed all links to their favourite Clois fics.

It was here: http://delicious.com/downrighteerie/clark%2Flois?page=2

[legendsinlove.livejournal.com]

LOVE IT! :D

[krysyuy.livejournal.com]

THANKS!!

[lecritoire.livejournal.com]

Darn straight. I hope the inadvertently-stolen memories haunt Clarkie at every opportunity. *sniff*

[krysyuy.livejournal.com]

SERIOUSLY. Ugh. There should be some repercussions for him. He saw some pretty devastating stuff. Unfortunately, if the latest episodes are anything to go by, it hasn't been haunting him on the show. :P Boo. Ah well. I can torture Clark in fic, lol.