Lois Lane

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“To be fair you tend to be the awfully mysterious type of guy.” Lois rolls her eyes playfully but truly it adds to the appeal of Wayne, his demeanor and confidence only helps with the influx of heart eyed women. “Like you have to try anyway. Where is it you’re taking me? Some secret place only you know about?”

"I'm not that mysterious.. Clearly you've never seen that video of me drunk out of my mind dancing on a table at the iceburg lounge." Bruce chuckles looking over at her. "I could take you to all sorts of places only I know about.. or places only a man of my wealth has access to." He starts then suddenly pulls the car over outside a building with a bright neon sign that says 'Pauli's Diner'. The diner doesn't look like it's changed since the 80s. "Or I can take you for a really good hamburger."

“I have not but thank you for informing me, I’ll be doing my research as soon as I get home.” Lois laughs, trying to sound professional even when she says it. She’s so used to having to be on for people she interviews. She’s relieved she can just relax around Bruce. “Oh I’d kill for a good burger.” Lois’s eyes light up at the thought, her gaze going to the window.

“Oh the only people you’ll encounter is people trying to sneak into the daily planet to be annoying.” Lois shrugs, that and the women who actually work there. “No enemies though, just overly flirty women who are definitely going to pay you visits during the day.” She grabs her bag and follows him inside, eyes taking in the nice home. “You know it’s the price you pay for being tall and looking like that.” She sighs, knowing her co workers all too well.

"Oh I'll show you 'hurts'," Sam challenged, suddenly sitting up and spinning their bodies so now Lois was on her back, her legs in the air. "You have a problem with my attitude?" he spat, thrusting to underscore his words. "You don't like the way I... talk back?" He thrust hard again, shaking the table beneath her. "You don't like how I keep. Pushing. Your buttons?" Three strong, deep thrusts in rapid succession. "And yet you keep. Taking. My fucking. Cock!" He relished each deep, hot penetration, loving the way it shook Lois -- especially her breasts -- beneath him.

When they do reach the beach house she’s a little tired but it’s not too bad. “You know if you ever do decide to just settle down and stop doing the job you have now I could probably get you in the daily planet.” She offers but she highly doubts he’d want to run security there considering how high stakes and much more interesting the job he is in now. Heading inside with him, her bag over her shoulder she looks around. It’s much bigger than she thought. “You should’ve brought your dog.”