Extreme heat. Unshakable desires that last hours. Shakiness to every part of your body. Night terrors if you go to sleep with the pollen still on you. Sweatiness and breathing problems.
Clark is sure Lois has every possible side effect, and he knows it. The scent was a sharp-sweet tang of alien pollen, one using an actual periodic table element and the other had to be a different terrestrial pollen because what other element could cause this reaction? He knew a few people affected by this from travelling to other cosmic planets with Kara… but that was superhumans like him… but this was Lois. His Lois. And he knew she wasn’t built for this kind of hunger that this pollen caused.
Adult, DCU. This sex pollen fic is basically pure filth, but I really enjoy Clark taking care of Lois in whatever form she needs him to.