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The Seduction Plan 21/21

seduction plan Pairing: Kal/Lois
Rating: NC17 (eventually)
Characters: Perry, Lex, Kal, Lois
Feedback: Yes please
Genre: Drama, romance, AU
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters. Just taking off a few parts and changing them around and giving them new ones. Will put them back when I'm done.

Summary: Total AU where Kal grows up a Luthor and becomes publisher of the Daily Planet only to meet and decide to seduce its star reporter, Lois Lane.

a/n:  Ok, I anticipate a few rotten tomatoes and boos at this point, but this is the last chapter. There is just the epilogue to go folks. I wanted to end this story on a good note and this just felt like the right time and the right place for the characters. While I wanted to play a little more with the intrigue of Morgan Edge, I think that's something that could be in another story, if I ever wrote it. So once again, thank you for letting me entertain you all. It has certainly been a wild ride and an incredible one. It's true you know, for us writers - we wouldn't exist without our readers. So take a bow guys - you deserve as much credit for reading and enjoying.



Part Twenty-One

Lois woke when something started tickling her nose. She opened her eyes to see Kal leaning over her, a goofy grin on his face as he lightly ran his finger over her nose.

“You wanna lose that finger, Luthor?” she said with a mock glare at him.

“You’d break a tooth first,” he reminded her.

“Yeah, whatever.”

Kal pulled at her hand. “Got something for you,” he said.

She looked down. He was sporting a very impressive erection. He laughed.

“Well, yeah,” he said, “but that’s not all I have for you. Come on, get up.” She didn’t know what time it was, but guessed it was around midnight, but she didn’t care. Kal obviously was in the mood to play and she felt too good to worry about a little thing like time.

“I’m perfectly happy right here,” she said, stretching languorously. Kal growled, picking her up in his arms and carrying her to his bathroom. There was another room just off to the side and Lois could hear water bubbling. She looked down. There was a Jacuzzi, filled with bubbles.

Kal mounted the steps to the tub, then stepped down into the warm water.

“Mmmm,” Lois sighed in absolute bliss as she sank beneath the bubbles. She leaned back and closed her eyes. “A girl could get used to this,” she said.

She heard the sound of tinkling glass and opened her eyes. Kal had picked up crystal glasses, stretching over the side of the tub to grab them and a bottle of champagne. She watched in fascination as he used his super-breath to blow on the bottle, chilling the wine. Then the cork was released with a pop and he handed her a glass.

“What are we drinking to?” she asked enjoying this. A midnight dip, champers, what more could a girl want?

“To us? To the future?” He shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. What matters is that we’re here, together.” They clinked their glasses together and sipped.

“Who knew Kal Luthor would turn into such a romantic,” she chuckled. He put his glass down on the side and picked up the bottle, moving toward her through the still swirling water.

“What are you doing?” she asked, eyes widening.

Kal grinned, tipping the bottle up over her. Lois squealed as the cold wine hit her heated skin. Then glared at him.

“That’s a waste of good champagne,” she admonished him.

“Depends on your point of view,” he said, pulling her into him, the proceeding to lick her all over, champagne, bubbles and all. “Good thing I used the flavoured bubble bath,” he grinned. “Mm, passionfruit.”

Lois would have laughed, except his mouth on her body was driving her crazy. She moaned as his mouth found her breasts, putting her arms around his neck to keep herself in balance. Kal surfaced long enough to grin at her.

“You know what is great about my alien physiology?” he said.

“No, tell me,” she said.

“I don’t need to breathe as much as humans,” he grinned.

What on Earth did he mean by that, she wondered. But as he dove beneath the water, she soon found out.

“Oh my god!” she cried out as he began tonguing her clit, lifting her legs over his shoulders to give himself more room. Lois reached back, desperately trying to find something to hold onto as his tongue drove deeper inside her, threatening to throw her world off-kilter.

Panting, she tried to hold back on the moans, but that just seemed to spur him on. She felt him bury himself as deep as he possibly could between her thighs, using his nose and his mouth to stimulate her. And Lois could feel every sensation from her crown to the tips of her toes.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she gasped, nearly thrashing in the water. He was good. Too good! Her whole body was tingling in the aftermath.

Kal emerged from the water, bubbles in his hair and grinning like a loon. Lois chuckled – the chuckle quickly cut off by his kiss. She looked at him when he let her go.

“So I’m guessing we’re not done playing yet,” she said, her eyes glinting.

“Not by a long shot baby,” he said, lifting her to sit on the edge. He stood up, stretching to his full height, then pulled her thighs apart gently, moving in-between them. Lois put her arms around his neck, guessing his intent as his cock nudged her. She locked her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, looking into his eyes, mesmerised by those green depths. Then he thrust inside her, his hands under her ass, cushioning her, keeping her in place as he filled her.

Lois closed her eyes until Kal kissed her neck, then whispered against her skin.

“Open your eyes, Lois. I want to see those gorgeous hazel eyes when you come.”

She did as he asked, locking her gaze with his and it almost seemed like she was looking into his soul. As his thrusts became deeper, she could feel the connection between them. She’d never felt this way with anyone else, as if he knew her better than anyone.

Kal’s rhythm changed tempo and it seemed like he was pulling out of her. Lois looked at him, puzzled, but it was clear from his expression that he had something else in mind as he pulled right out, rubbing his cock head against her clit, teasing her until she cried out his name. She clung to him, wondering what he was planning on doing next. He moved one hand down, teasing her back entrance with one wet finger and she moaned. His cock head continued to rub against her, their fluids mixing. She couldn’t take it anymore.

“Damn it Kal, stop teasing!” she finally growled.

He chuckled, then drove into her with a deep, hard thrust that had her gasping for breath, while his finger thrust inside her hole. Caught between the double stimulation, Lois fought for control, her fingernails digging into his flesh.

“Come for me Lois,” he whispered and that was all it took for her to finally let go of that hard-won control.

Once she’d got her breath back, Kal picked her up in his arms. Lois grinned. He seemed to like picking her up.

“What are you grinning at?” he asked.


“What about me?”

She just shrugged and smiled. Okay, so he wasn’t the only sap in this relationship, she decided.

Grabbing a huge fluffy towel, he sat her down on the stool and dried her off gently. Lois loved the softness of the towel and the way it felt like he was slowly making love to every part of her body. The way he ran the towel along her arms and down her legs, worshipping every toe.

When he was done, Lois got up from the stool and grabbed another towel, making him sit.

“My turn,” she said, taking the towel and doing exactly as he had done, leaving the best until last.

It said a lot about his recovery time that he was hard again once she’d finished drying everything else. She hesitated with the towel, wanting to do more than dry him off.

“What is it?” he asked.

“You’re hard.”

Kal took her hand and put it on his erection. “That’s what you do to me Lois. Sometimes I’ll be sitting at my desk and an image of you will come into my head and I get hard. So hard that I have to stop what I’m doing and jerk myself off, just to get some relief. I haven’t needed to do that since I was a teenager.”

That explained the faraway look he’d get in his eyes when he’d been sitting there those times they’d been working together in his office. When he’d suddenly got up and gone into the bathroom adjoining his office.

“You should have said something,” she told him. “I could have helped.”

While the thought of the illicit blow job in his office, taking the risk of someone walking in, excited her, Kal shook his head.

“Trust me Lois, of all the fantasies I’ve had about taking you over my desk, the idea of someone walking in isn’t one of them. People tend to lose respect for you if they find you acting anything other than professional.”

Lois stroked his hard-on absently. “I guess so,” she said. “But tell me that we’ll try it one night,” she grinned mischievously. “When everyone else has gone home and there’s no one in the office but you and me.”

Kal grinned down to where she knelt on the floor.

“You are a wicked little minx, aren’t you?”

“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” she winked back.

She continued to stroke him and he leaned back, moaning. Her fingers played with the foreskin, stretching it, dancing lightly over the hard shaft, giving him just the right amount of stimulation to make him gasp and moan, his cock jerking in her hand.

Lois looked up at him. His green eyes seemed to bore into her.

“So, Kal,” she drawled, “you think you can tease me? Torture me? Let’s see how you handle the Lane torture.”

His eyes flashed. He waited. Lois continued to stroke lightly – just feather strokes over his length. She watched his eyes, seeing them change from laughter to full-on arousal, the pupils enlarging.

She bit her lip, narrowing her eyes at him, thinking. What can I do to him, she thought. She chewed on her finger, watching him, still stroking. The tip was wet, leaking with pre-cum and she ran her thumb over it, spreading the fluid. Lust flared in him as she lifted her hand off his shaft and slowly and deliberately licked her thumb.

Ignoring his growl of impatience, Lois held out a hand, pulling him up, then leading him back to the bedroom where she made him lie down on the bed. His cock stood almost at attention, hard and heavy. Lois knelt on the bed beside him, going back to caressing him, oh so gently, still intent on milking this for as much as she could.

Moving so she straddled his legs, Lois began using the same feather-light strokes on his balls, tracing the shape of his scrotum. Kal shifted, his impatience clear in the small sounds he was making, the soft sighs. Lois grinned. If he hadn’t wanted it returned, she decided, then he shouldn’t have tortured her in the first place.

Lois leaned forward, blowing light puffs of air over him and he shivered. His hands reached for her, but she moved away again.

“Lois,” he growled warningly.

“I’m not done yet,” she admonished him.

He swore at her under his breath and she tsked lightly. “Now is that any way to talk to your future wife?” she scolded.

There was further cursing and she grinned. Leaning down again, she took his cock in hand, holding it firmly while she licked from bottom to top, dragging her tongue over the shaft.

“Ahhh,” he said, half a moan, half a sigh. He hadn’t gone quite non-verbal yet, but there was still time, she decided. She licked him again, slower than before, then pausing at the tip and swirling her tongue around, dipping it in the slit, before sucking briefly. Just when he began to arch his back, thrusting his hips up, she backed off, tickling his balls.

He lifted his head and glared at her and she grinned wickedly.

“Payback’s a bitch huh?” she said.

He growled again, muttering something and she just knew he was cursing her. As soon as he’d settled down again, she returned to licking him once more, sucking briefly on the head until it seemed like his body was tensing up again. Three more times she teased him that way, each time she went a little bit further, just a little more until, finally, with almost a feral growl, he sat up, grabbing her roughly.

“You are a devil Ms Lane, and it’s about time I showed you who’s boss!”

“Oh really,” she challenged, ready to say more, but he silenced her with a hard kiss. He then lifted her, turning her around so she lay on her stomach on the bed, then he straddled her legs, careful not to put too much weight on her, dragging his tongue all the way up her spine. Lois shivered.

“Kal,” she moaned.

“You’ve had your fun, now I’m going to have mine,” he told her, his tone one of hard determination.

Lois gulped as he began placing soft kisses all along her back, leaving a wet trail. His hands massaged her butt, his thumbs shifting in between her ass cheeks, pulling them apart as his tongue followed the cleft. She whimpered, squirming beneath him but he refused to let up, continuing the exquisite torture.

“Please,” she begged.

“I can’t hear you,” he said.

“Please,” she begged louder.

“Please what?”

“Please Kal,” she moaned. She squirmed again, trying to relieve the ache of arousal burning inside her.

“Not Kal,” he told her, and she’d always known he was capable of evil. “Lord and master.”

She swore under her breath, forgetting for a moment that he had super-hearing and he slapped her ass lightly, making her jump.

“I heard that Lane. That isn’t a way for a lady to talk.”

She wanted to say something just as rude back to him, but held her tongue, knowing he’d draw it out even more. Growling, she bit back her pride.

“Please, oh lord and master,” she said slowly.

She could sense him grinning evilly, even as his hands lifted her by the waist. Then he was plunging inside her from behind.

“Oh god!” she cried out. The sensation felt incredible. She’d already been so wet and so aroused that the feeling of him filling her was a welcome relief from the ache. And then Kal pulled her up into his lap as he knelt behind her so she was impaled on his cock. She threw her head back and he captured her lips in a kiss. Stretching her arms back, she locked them behind his neck as he thrust hard into her.

But it wasn’t enough for either of them. Kal lifted her once again and she moaned at the loss of contact until he turned her around, plunging inside her once more. Lois sat on him, locking arms and legs around him, kissing him, tongue winding around his, performing that same erotic dance they’d danced before. Her breasts were being crushed against his chest but she didn’t care. It was the contact she craved, as if she could crawl inside him.

“Lois,” he cried out as he came, finally, just as she did.

Panting, they collapsed to the bed, shaking, sweating. Lois felt the heavy drowsiness begin to overtake her, crawling up her body. She looked over at Kal, laying beside her and she gently caressed his cheek. He leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips, then on the forehead. Lois let her eyes droop, but opened her eyes once more, lifting an eyebrow at him.

“Lord and master?” she said. “And what makes you think you’re the boss, Luthor?”

Kal chuckled silently as he watched his love drift off to sleep. He knew there was no way she would ever let him be the boss in this relationship. Or in the office, for that matter. But he wouldn’t have it any other way.



( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
Oct. 27th, 2010 09:40 am (UTC)
Loved this chapter from start to finish honey. There wasn't anything I didn't like. Same goes for the whole story. *hugs Leanne*
Oct. 27th, 2010 06:20 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you liked the story hon. I'm posting the epilogue shortly.
Oct. 27th, 2010 01:43 pm (UTC)
This was totally wonderful. I really enjoyed this whole entire story. I'm sorry to see it end. Althought im sure your kal and Lois muse will speak to you again. Thanks for the lovely peek into their world.
Oct. 27th, 2010 06:22 pm (UTC)
Yep, the plot bunnies are hopping - I'm actually inspired to write an action/adventure starring these two based on an episode of Lois and Clark - so you will see these two again. I'll be posting the epilogue shortly.
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