Early One Morning
Pairing: CLex
Rating: R-ish
Notes: to celebrate coffee addiction!
Warning: no sex ::gasps::
For Chandy who giggled like a fiend over this one
Clark slipped into Lex's room with a sly grin of anticipation. He knew two things. One, Lex had completely forgotten their plans for that day, and two, Lex was competely incoherent before he'd had his morning coffee. Clark intended to take full advantage of both. And if he happened to get a chance to ogle Lex's body at the same time, well then, he'd take full advantage of that too.
Clark blinked, determined not to feel guilty about that, maybe it was underhanded, but Lex was always so covered up, what other chance would he have?
Clark took a deep breath and walked over to Lex's bed, crouching down next to his friend. The early dawn light filtered through the curtains, making Lex's pale skin glow. Unable to help himself, Clark reached out, running a gentle finger over Lex's scalp and down his neck. Lex murmured and Clark snatched his hand back, holding his breath anxiously. Lex turned over and settled, but Clark still couldn't breathe. The movement had caused the sheet covering Lex to slide down, revealing even more skin, pale, smooth, perfect, all the way down to the gentle swell of his ass.
Licking his lips, Clark pulled his gaze away from his friend's obviously naked body, and finally took a breath. "Lex," he whispered softly. Lex made a tiny noise, but didn't move. "Lex," Clark repeated a little louder, putting his hand on Lex's shoulder. And that was really a mistake, touching Lex again. His skin was baby-soft, hairless, smooth. Clark swallowed hard, forcing himself to pull his hand back as Lex finally stirred.
"Mmph," Lex groaned, "Clar'?"
Clark couldn't help a grin. "Morning, Lex."
"M'ning?" Lex murmured, one eye squinting open, staring at him, unfocused and confused. "Wh' time 's it?"
"Six o'clock," Clark told him with a wide grin.
The other eye cracked open and Lex looked even more confused. "Six?" He rolled over to face Clark, "Why you here at six?"
Clark gaped, probably unattractively, but his eyes were fixed on Lex's body, on the flushed length of his friend's erect cock that was now poking out of the sheet.
"Clark?" Lex asked.
Swallowing hard, Clark blinked rapidly and tried to focus on Lex's face. "Fishing, Lex," he said quietly.
Lex closed his eyes again and sighed heavily. "Fishing?"
"Yes, Lex, fishing," Clark laughed softly.
"Now?" Lex asked with a wide yawn.
"You're supposed to go fishing at dawn, Lex," Clark whispered, daring to put his hand on Lex's shoulder again, even to stroke that perfect skin very softly with his thumb.
"S'not dawn," Lex complained.
"No, it's after dawn," Clark whispered, "I let you sleep in."
"Gee, thanks," Lex muttered, yawning again.
"Lex, you promised," Clark added just a touch of whinyness to his tone, "Come on."
Grimacing, Lex sighed and opened his eyes, staring blearily at Clark. "All right, all right." He sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed, apparently unaware both that he was naked and that he had an erection. Clark nearly fell on his ass in shock, mostly at just how much he desperately wanted to reach out and touch.
Lex groaned quietly and lifted his arms up, stretching till his spine cracked. "You're lucky I love you, nobody else could get away with this you know," Lex murmured.
It really was quite lucky that Clark was an alien and didn't need to breathe quite as much as humans, because he couldn't seem to draw breath. He just stared up at Lex, this time actually falling on his ass.
More focused eyes turned to him in confusion. "Clark?" Lex said. He blinked.
"Wh-what did you say?" Clark managed to gasp.
Lex frowned. "I... I don't know. Clark, did I say something to upset you?" He got off the bed to crouch beside Clark.
Shaking his head rapidly and trying not to reach out, Clark sucked in a shaky breath. "No, I," he stopped, watching, in morbid fascination, his hand move of its own accord to stroke Lex's chest. His friend inhaled sharply.
"Clark," Lex's voice sounded strained. "What are you doing?"
"I don't know," Clark whispered, quite unable to stop caressing pale, perfect skin. Fingers skimmed over a nipple and Lex gasped.
"Clark!"
Blinking worriedly, Clark snatched his hand back. "I, I'm sorry."
Lex must have realised he was naked, because he suddenly sat up on the bed, tugging the sheet over his lap. He stared at Clark wide-eyed. "Clark, if I said something innappropriate..."
"No," Clark interrupted quickly, "No, you said..." He stopped.
"What did I say, Clark?" Lex asked softly.
"That you love me," Clark whispered hoarsely, kneeling up in front of his friend.
Lex opened his mouth, huffing out a breath. "Ah," he sighed, "I, uh."
"Did you mean as a friend, a- a brother?" Clark asked, praying for a negative answer.
Lex stared at him, unblinkingly for a long, painful moment, then looked away. "No," he admitted softly.
Heart swelling in his chest, Clark finally felt like he could breathe again and he smiled. "Lex," he started quietly, "Let's skip the fishing."
Lex sighed softly, squeezing his eyes shut. "I understand," he whispered.
"No, I don't think you do," Clark said. He leaned up and cupped Lex's cheek, gently tugging him round. Taking a quick breath, Clark kissed his best friend. And God, was it possible that Lex's lips were even softer than the rest of his body? Clark groaned, slipping his tongue gently along the crease of Lex's lips. They parted with a gasp and Clark dipped inside, moaning happily. He pulled back, Lex's murmur of complaint sending a small thrill down his spine.
"You see," Clark smiled, "I love you too."
Lex stared at him, a smile forming slowly. "So, what do you want to do instead of fishing?"
Clark girnned, "I think we should go back to bed."
Lex laughed, "That's sounds great."
Clark stood up and started to strip as Lex lay back on the bed. "Just so we're clear," he said, "We won't be sleeping."
"Is that right?" Lex asked with a smirk.
Clark nodded decisively. "Yup," he replied, and jumped on Lex.
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