Lana woke up feeling sluggish and achy, she felt sore from her neck straught to her toes. Groaning she tried to stretch only to find she couldn't move. An arm was thrown over her waist holding her against a warm body.
For a moment she thought it was Jason, until she realized that they were both naked. Her sleep clouded mind snapped into attention, she gasped and tried to move away. Finally remembering what happened the night before and who exactly was holding her.
She was being held against Clark's chest, locked in place. She had barely moved an inch when he pulled her closer to his body. Pressing his face into her hair and rubbing himself against her. She started to squirm and away enough to get a glimpse of his face. She sighed in slight relief when she realized he was still sleeping
