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Kryptonian Consort 3/?


Kryptonian Consort
Genre: Drama, romance, old school Clois, AU
Rating: NC17 (overall)
Pairing: Clark/Lois, Kal-El/Lois
Spoilers: Season Four on
Feedback: Would make my day
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, or the scripts which are used liberally here, but if I did, oh boy would I have some fun!

Summary: Clark returns from the matrix where he has spent his summer only to meet the girl he decides is his destiny. And nobody better get in his way.

a/n: Banner once again designed by the lovely and talented miss [info]ctbn60 



Chapter Three

Lois got out of bed and went to him. He looked as if he was in terrible pain and it wrenched at her heart. She tentatively touched his shoulders and he flinched.


Suddenly it seemed as if the pain stopped and he stood to full height. Lois got up and stared up at him.

“What is it?”

“I have to go.”

“The sign?”

He looked down at her. “Yes.” He pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply. “But once I have completed my mission I will come back to you.”

She nodded, unwilling to say anything lest she try to stop him leaving. She didn’t know why, but she was afraid for him. For whatever his mission was.

“Be careful,” she told him, tears inexplicably clouding her eyes. He gently lifted her chin with his finger.

“Sweet Lois. You are my destiny, remember that.”

She nodded and watched him go out into the other room, obviously to get his clothes. Mere seconds later he went out the door. She ran to the window and pulled back the curtain, hoping to catch some sight of him, but he was nothing more than a blur in the slowly lightening sky.

With a sigh, she went back to bed. His scent was still on the pillow and she held it to her face, breathing it in. Hugging the pillow close, she closed her eyes and dozed off.


Kal-El found himself thinking about the beautiful Lois Lane. He flew through the air, his mind on his consort, rather than the mission. Never mind, he thought. He would get what his father had sent him to retrieve, then he would return and make the beautiful girl his. As he flew on to his destination, a smile crossed his face, thinking of how he would soon claim her.

As he flew through the clouds he saw his target. The jet was only a few hundred metres away. Steeling himself, Kal-El flew to the door of the jet, a dark streak in the sky. He pulled the door away, hearing the alarms go off as the cabin began to depressurize. He strode forward, ignoring the jet’s sudden drop as the pilot struggled to control the now destabilising plane and punched a whole in the wall of the passenger cabin. Opening his hand, he focused his mind on bringing the stone to him, x-raying through the metal of the wall to check its location. He could see the bald countenance of Lex Luthor as he tried to grab the stone.

“Mine!” Kal-El said to himself.

The stone flew through the air and landed in his hand as if he’d suddenly become magnetic. He closed his fist around it, aware that Lex was trying to get to the main door to catch him. Now that he had the stone, Kal-El smirked. He turned and left the plane, creating almost a rainbow effect in the sky as he flew away.

Heading back toward Kansas, Kal-El’s thoughts turned once more to the beautiful girl. Through the long days when he had been under his father’s tutelage, he had learned of Kryptonian mating rituals. His father had told him that he would know in an instant when he met the girl who was destined to be his consort. He smiled when he thought that he had met her within a moment of being released from the matrix.

His father had told him of the human girl he had once loved. But she had died before they could complete the bond. They had come very close, and Jor-El had wanted to defy his own destiny to stay with Louise McCallum. But it was not meant to be.

Now, Kal-El knew, it was his destiny to continue the El bloodline. And Lois Lane was the one he would continue it with.

Landing back at the base where he had left her, Kal-El entered the apartment block. It had been no more than an hour since he’d left, but Lois was up. As was her friend. Maggie. That was her name.

Lois looked up as he came in and smiled. Kal-El felt a tiny frisson of desire at the beauty of that smile. He stood there, looking at her slender form, the rounded curves of her ass. Lois caught his gaze and blushed.

She seemed a little uncertain as she approached him.

“Kal-El,” she said, almost breathlessly.

“Lois,” he said with almost reverence in his tone. But then, in his mind, he was addressing his queen. His consort. His mate.

“Did you do what you needed to do?” she asked as he kissed her gently.

“Yes. Part of my mission is complete.”

“Only part?” she said, frowning.

He showed her the stone he had taken from Lex Luthor. “I must locate the others.”

“Is there anything I can do to help?” she asked.

“Come with me,” he said. “I want to show you.”

“Show me what?” she said curiously. But she let him take her hand and lead her to the door. “Wait,” she said, turning. “Maggie? I’m going out.”

“Call me if you need anything,” Maggie called from what must be her bedroom.

Lois turned back to Kal-El and smiled. “Okay, I’m ready,” she said. She stepped into his arms and let him lift her into the air.

“Hold tight,” he told her.

Lois closed her eyes as she felt him increase his speed. But once they were flying over the cornfields, she opened her eyes and looked around at the land blurring by. Kal-El smiled down at her.

“Okay?” he asked.

She nodded, feeling a little breathless at being this high in the air.

“Hold me,” she said, clutching his shoulders.

“I would never let you fall, Lois.” His eyes seemed to bore into hers. It was almost as if he could read her very soul.

Slowly, he began to descend into a copse of trees. As Lois’ feet touched the ground, she found herself fighting a wave of dizziness. Kal-El caught her before she could fall.

“It’s all right,” he assured her. “I’m here.”

“Where are we?” she said, once she’d gained her footing and began looking around.

“Smallville. The caves.”

Lois frowned. “What caves?”

Kal-El took her hand. “Come.”

Lois followed him as he walked along the trail and there she saw the mouth of a huge cave. Much of the entry had been covered in brush but Kal-El pushed it aside and led her inside. Lois saw what appeared to be old scaffolding.

“Has someone been working here?” she asked.

“Lionel Luthor,” Kal-El told her. “He was studying the caves. Trying to uncover their mystery.” Kal-El felt in the darkness near the cave wall and picked up a flashlight. Turning it on, he shone the beam onto the walls. “Here. This is what I want to show you.”

Lois stared. There were pictographs along the wall, telling some kind of story.

“What is this?”

“It is the story of Naman. A man who fell from the sky in a rain of fire. Meteors,” he clarified for her. He shone the light on what seemed to be a two-headed monster.

“What’s that?” she asked.

“Naman and Sageeth. They are brothers, and enemies.”

Another pictograph caught her attention. A figure of a woman. “Who’s this?” she asked, stroking the figure with the tips of her fingers.

“The woman Naman is destined to be with.” Kal-El turned her to face him, gently lifting her head and placing almost a chaste kiss on her lips. “She is Lois Lane.”

Lois huffed. “Me?” she said.

“You,” he said softly.

And there it was again. Lois felt a tingle up and down her spine as he looked at her so intently. Her mouth felt dry. All she wanted was for him to kiss her again.

The rational part of her told her that this shouldn’t be happening. She shouldn’t feel this much for someone she had only just met. But there was another part of her that wanted this. Wanted him, and damn the consequences. She ached to be with him, feeling it deep down in her core.

Kal-El took her hand again and led her into the inner chamber. Here she saw what looked like an octagonal shaped indentation in the wall. There seemed to be symbols around it. Strange symbols.

“What are those?” she asked.

“The language of my people.”

“Can you read it? Augh, what am I saying, of course you can read it. What does it say?”

“It is a warning. That those who are not Kryptonian are intruders.”

“Something like ‘Trespassers will be prosecuted’?” Lois chuckled.

“More serious than that,” Kal-El told her. “The last person who dared go up against my father ended up in a coma.”

“Who was that?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“Your father is in these walls?” Lois asked.

Kal-El shook his head. “My father is dead. As are all my people. I am the last son of Krypton.”

“I don’t understand,” Lois said. “You just said your father ...”

“An avatar, I think you would call it. A mere echo of a man long dead.”

“What happened to Krypton?” she asked.

“It blew up,” he told her simply.

Lois felt a lump in her throat. She knew what it was like to lose a parent. She had no idea what it was like to lose an entire people. No wonder he seemed so odd, so unemotional. He had lost everything.

“I lost my mom when I was six,” she told him softly. “Lung cancer. I’m sorry you lost your ... your people.”

“I have no memory of them,” Kal-El said.

“But still ...”

Kal-El pulled her close. “It is good that you care, Lois. Come.”

“What now?” she asked.

“I must put the stone in safekeeping.”

She watched as he touched the panels on the wall around the indentation. Inhaling sharply, she saw the symbols begin to move and three lights, one red, one blue and one yellow began to glow in the wall. There was the sound of rocks sliding and she stared as a door to a hidden chamber seemed to open.

Kal-El strode forward into the chamber, taking the stone out of his pocket. He approached a stone table and Lois could see a large diamond shape in the middle of it. The stone was placed along one edge of the diamond. He turned and smiled at her.

“It will be safe here. No one but me can open the panel.”

“I’m glad you showed this to me, Kal-El.”

“I would like for you to know more, Lois Lane.”

“I’m ready,” she told him.

“You understand,” he said, going to her and softly caressing her cheek. “I meant what I said last night. You will be my consort. My love. My wife.”

Lois didn’t hesitate. Nothing had ever felt more right than this. Than being with him. She didn’t know why. There was no rhyme or reason. But here, in this cave, in this place that seemed to be as much a part of him as he was a part of its history, she felt a power that was stronger than both of them. And that power told her that they belonged together.

“I understand,” she told him. “And I want that too. For the first time in my life, I know what I want. And this feels so right.” She looked up at him, hazel eyes shining. “I want to bond with you, Kal-El. Make love to me.”



( 6 comments — Leave a comment )
Aug. 1st, 2010 11:39 am (UTC)
I really like this story! It's fun to read a Kal-El who has someone on his side!
Aug. 1st, 2010 05:52 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you're liking it, although I'm not so sure you'll like Kal-El's plan when it is revealed in a couple of chapters.
Aug. 1st, 2010 02:20 pm (UTC)
Absolutely LOVE this story!!!!!
Aug. 1st, 2010 05:53 pm (UTC)
So glad you're loving it honey.
Aug. 2nd, 2010 01:04 am (UTC)
You know I'm glad that Kal and Lois have each other. But Kal's plans are to RULE the world. Someone needs to let lois knew we need clark back. That is if anyone can help her.
Aug. 2nd, 2010 07:46 am (UTC)
Oh don't worry, Lois can take care of herself.
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