Exposed
Pairing: Clark/Lex
Rating: NC-17
Category: futurefic
Archive: list archive
Notes: originally intended to be part of the fourth wave of the CLex fuh-q-fest (the three sex scene challenge), but then my computer died
Warnings: erm not really
Disclaimer: not mine
Summary: based on the challenge that the Planet know that Clark is the lover of a very wealthy man but don’t know who.
“What?!”
Lois looked up in surprise at her partner’s exclamation. It wasn’t like Clark to raise his voice.
“No… I said,” Clark stopped abruptly and stared at the receiver. “God!” he yelled, slamming the phone down. It rang again almost immediately and Clark held up a hand to cut off Lois before she could start.
Lois frowned and sat back, folding her arms across her chest.
“What?” Clark snapped.
“Clark?” Lex said hesitantly, the severity of the response somewhat unexpected.
Sighing, Clark lowered his voice and turned away from Lois. “Hey, sorry.”
As soon as Clark turned away, voice softening with his next words, Lois’ interest perked up and she sidled closer to listen.
“Rough morning, Clark?” Lex asked gently.
“You could say that,” Clark replied, shaking his head. He wasn’t sure how to tell his lover what had just transpired.
Lex recognised Clark’s tone and was immediately alert with worry. “Love, what happened?”
“I don’t think…” Clark glanced round quickly, glaring at Lois, who was trying to look innocent and failing miserably. Reluctantly Lois backed away.
“Clark?” Lex repeated, his concern growing.
“Sorry, Lois was being nosy,” Clark sighed, “I don’t want to talk about this over the phone.”
Lex bit his lip,” Do you want me to meet you for lunch?”
“Yeah, that’d be good,” Clark breathed out heavily in relief, he knew Lex could make it better.
“I’ll send the limo to pick you up,” Lex suggested.
“Thanks,” Clark finally smiled, “Love you.”
“Love you too, Clark.” Lex rang off.
“So,” Lois slid onto Clark’s desk, “Was that lover boy?”
Rolling his eyes, Clark nodded, “Yes, it was, and no, I’m not telling you who he is.”
“Come on, Clark,” Lois did not whine, “We’ve been partners for months now, don’t you trust me?”
“Sure,” Clark conceded, “But my lover doesn’t, and until he does, well, you’ll just have to wonder.”
Lois pouted. The frustrating thing was that he was right. As soon as she’d discovered that her partner was the lover of an older and very wealthy man, she’d tried to find out the identity of this mystery man… to no avail.
None of her contacts or snitches had come up with anything and none of her usual tricks had worked. The only thing she had found out was that Clark was a strange man.
Clark chuckled lightly. It didn’t bother him that his relationship with Lex was a secret… well, mostly. It was better for Lex’s career and his own. This way, at least, no one would think his job was bought and paid for.
Only five people other than themselves knew, his parents, Chloe, Pete and Lana, and once he’d seen Lex, hopefully they could keep it that way.
@>*~
When lunchtime came, Lois followed Clark out of the building and watched him get into a limousine. She ran for her car.
@>*~
“Lex?” Clark started in surprise at his lover’s presence, “I thought I was meeting you somewhere.”
Lex smiled and leaned over for a gentle kiss. Clark sighed happily, reciprocating for a few seconds before pulling away reluctantly.
“I decided I couldn’t wait to see you,” Lex said quietly, “What’s wrong?”
Clark smiled tightly and swallowed, “I got a phone call today, someone threatening to expose us. I don’t get it though, Lex, he didn’t ask for anything in return for his silence, and why contact me, not you?”
Lex’s eyes narrowed angrily and he wrapped his arm round his lover’s broad shoulders. Talk about timing, there went his surprise for Clark’s birthday.
“I don’t know, Clark, but it’s okay…”
“How is it okay?” Clark asked tensely, “We always agreed it was better that we kept it secret. I don’t want your life, LexCorp, affected.”
Lex smiled and shook his head, “Clark, you should know by now, you are my life. LexCorp can take a flying leap as far as I’m concerned…” Lex didn’t get any further, his mouth otherwise occupied.
Clark kissed his lover deep and hard, he could never get enough of knowing he was as important to Lex as his lover was to him.
“God, I love you,” Clark whispered.
Lex smiled against his lover’s mouth and cupped his face gently. “Listen love, we’ll find out what this guy wants, then decide what to do. How’s that?”
“Okay,” Clark agreed, “Although I want to start investigating who it could be.”
“I know,” Lex grinned, used to Clark’s journalistic instincts by now. And anyway, they were nothing compared to Chloe’s or Lois’, so he supposed he should be grateful, “If you need any additional resources, let me know, please,” he added hopefully.
Clark bit back his usual negative response. After all, this affected both of them. “Okay, this once, but only if I really need it,” Clark insisted.
Lex chuckled, “Of course. I wouldn’t expect anything else from you, love.”
The limo pulled into the private garage of their building.
@>*~
Lois grunted in frustration and worry as she pulled up. She hadn’t discovered the identity of Clark’s lover, but she had discovered that she wasn’t the only one following them. And that other someone had access to the private garage of a building that was exclusive to the immensely rich.
With another sigh, Lois drove away, it wasn’t even worth the time trying to get in that building. At least she could narrow down potential lovers for Clark by finding out just who owned apartments there.
@>*~
“Well, hello, Lex.”
Clark jumped in front of Lex out of instinct at the familiar voice. Lex patted his arm gently and stepped out from behind him.
“It’s okay, Clark. Hi, Dad, what do you want?”
Lionel looked amused, “I can’t just be visiting my son?”
“That would be a normal fatherly thing to do,” Lex nodded, “So that pretty much excludes you.”
“You wound me, Lex…”
“Oh cut the crap, Dad, what do you want?” Lex repeated, in no mood for a confrontation with his estranged father.
Lionel smirked, “I came into possession of some very interesting information recently. I must say it was a surprise, but a pleasant one when I thought about all the things I could do with it.”
“And?” Lex asked with a sigh.
“Oh, I made my decision, I believe you received my phone-call this morning.”
“You son of a…” Clark started towards the older man angrily.
“Clark,” Lex grabbed his arm. “I don’t really see how knowing that Clark and I are more than just friends is of any use to you.”
Lionel looked mildly surprised, “My dear boy, exposure would ruin you.”
Clark growled angrily, desperately wishing he could give in to the urge to fly Lionel Luthor to the moon and dump him there.
“So you’re resorting to blackmail,” Lex sneered.
“Oh no,” Lionel chuckled, “I just wanted you to know, so that you could sweat it out, wondering when I’ll let it go public.”
“You bastard,” Clark whispered.
Lex managed to control himself and smiled coldly at his father, “Well, if that’s everything,” he glanced at his watch pointedly, “Clark and I are rather busy.”
Lionel smiled triumphantly and got back in the car. He waved mockingly as he left.
“Are you just going to let him get away with this?” Clark exclaimed.
“Clark, it’s okay,” Lex started.
“Oh sure, your so called father just… just, God, Lex!” Clark sighed in frustration.
“Clark,” Lex whispered, stepping forward to cup Clark’s cheek, “I was going to surprise you, but this just means I have to bring my plans forward a bit.”
Clark frowned in confusion,” What?”
“I was going to ask Chloe if she wanted to do an exposé on me,” Lex said with an expectant look on his face.
Clark blinked uncomprehendingly. “An exposé… on you…oh,” Clark gasped, realising Lex’s personal life would be one of the subjects addressed in an exposé. “You were going to… oh Lex, really?” Clark gasped, dragging his lover into his arms.
“Yeah,” Lex said softly, “I know, deep down you were never a hundred percent happy keeping us a secret. I’m sorry it took me so long to realise it.”
Clark smiled gently, ”Thank you. But you know I’d do anything for you, you didn’t have to.”
“Sure I did,” Lex leaned up for a brief kiss, “I love you, remember?”
Clark kissed him again, soft press of lips urging his own open. Their tongues met and played lazily, then Clark pressed closer, dragging Lex tight against his body.
“Mmm,” Lex sighed, “You couldn’t take the afternoon off, could you?”
Clark leered at his lover, “Good plan, I’ll phone from the apartment.”
Lex’s eyes darkened and he pushed Clark towards their private elevator. As soon as the door slid shut, Clark was on his lover, pushing the smaller man into a corner of the confined space.
With a moan of need, Lex let Clark plaster himself against his body. They fitted together so well not just physically. Letting his own need overtake him, he filled his senses with his lover.
Clark rocked against Lex as both their cocks filled and hardened. Lex hooked a leg round Clark’s hip to give himself better leverage. Clark’s body, so large and hard and strong, always enflamed him. There was almost nothing he enjoyed more than feeling the press against him. But naked was better and even as Clark kissed him possessively, Lex watched the numbers ticking off the floors, desperate now to reach his goal.
Clark grinned, knowing exactly what was distracting his lover. With a slight shuffle, Clark rocked up against Lex as he bit down gently on his lip.
“Guh,” Lex groaned, eyes rolling back in his head. He thrust up helplessly, arms wrapping convulsively round Clark’s neck.
Clark chuckled, rolling into the thrust before grabbing Lex’s other leg and lifting him up.
“Bastard,” Lex whispered fondly. Clark could always get that response from him and often took advantage since he’d first discovered he could.
“Uh huh,” Clark whispered. The doors opened with a quiet chime and he carried Lex into their apartment. Barely pausing to dump his keys, Clark hurried to the bedroom and dropped Lex on the bed. “Clothes,” he ordered.
Lex raised an amused eyebrow, then gulped when his lover started to strip. Cock pulsing against his slacks, Lex hurried to undress. Clark chuckled, watching his lover as he hurriedly speed dialled work.
“Hey, Jimmy, it’s Clark.”
Lex smirked and lay back, spreading his legs. Reaching down, he stroked his cock lazily. Clark swallowed hard, trying to work some moisture into his suddenly dry mouth, so he could reply to Jimmy, who was repeatedly asking him if something was wrong.
“Uh, no, I’m fine,” Clark finally managed, “Let Lois know I won’t be back in the office today, would you? Thanks, bye.” He hung up without waiting for a response.
Staring at Lex, who was still smirking at him, Clark decided two could play at that game. He stripped off completely, turning deliberately to bend over and pick up his shoes to move them.
Lex bit his lip at the view. It was one he’d never get enough of. He knew exactly what Clark was up to though and he hid his grin when his lover turned round again.
Flicking his eyebrows up briefly, Clark leaned back against the wall, stretching for a moment. Lowering his arms, Clark slowly ran his hands down his chest, biting back a smile when he heard Lex’s breath hitch.
Super-hearing always gave him the advantage.
Lex’s grip tightened on his cock and he had to blink so he could focus on the feast of Clark’s body in front of him.
Clark pinched a nipple, hissing quietly, but never taking his eyes off his lover. Lex looked so hot, all pale skin and firm lines against the dark sheets, hard cock sliding in and out of long, slim fingers.
Heat and desire filled Clark, but he resisted, wanting to torture them both. He still had to lower one hand to his own cock though, just letting his fingers ghost over the hard column of flesh.
Oh God, yes. Lex started to pant slightly, watching Clark touch himself. His lover caressed the tip of his cock and then brought his fingers to his mouth, licking first, then sucking two between those gorgeous lips.
Lex knew he was weakening, knew Clark knew, but he didn’t care. There were no losers in this game, and besides, he had one more card to play.
Clark was starting to reach his limit. Lex was too close, too tempting and God, he needed to touch, taste, to just bury himself in his lover. When Lex mirrored his last gesture, sucking two fingers into his mouth, Clark gulped. Lex’s hand withdrew almost immediately and lowered, reaching between his legs.
Clark’s last tendril of control snapped and he growled.
Startled, Lex looked up in time to see Clark prowl towards the bed. He knew that look. Oh boy he was in for a ride!
Crawling onto the bed between Lex’s legs, Clark yanked his lover’s hands away and pinned them against the bed. Eyes black with desire locked with his and Clark shivered before he ducked his head and wrapped his lips round one pebbled nipple. He sucked hard, then bit down. Lex moaned, writhing against him.
He couldn’t move, but Lex didn’t want to. He enjoyed the rare occasions when Clark took control far too much, despite his lover holding his body out of reach. Lex could do nothing but lie back and feel Clark’s torturous mouth working on his skin.
Lex thrust up into the air between them, whining slightly and Clark grinned, biting down again, on Lex’s lowest rib.
This time, Lex wailed. He really needed some friction, the heavy weight of his lover on top of him.
Licking the mark he’d just made, Clark grinned again, sensing the struggle in Lex not to give in and beg. He knew it was just a matter of time. Turning his head, Clark ran his cheek down Lex’s stomach, letting only his breath caress the length of Lex’s cock as he progressed lower.
“God,” Lex gasped. The slight rasp of stubble on his skin almost tickled, adding to torture of the warm exhalation against his cock. “Clark…” he groaned.
“Mmm?” Clark muttered, busy once again licking the curve of Lex’s hip bone. He sank his teeth into the junction of hip and waist, chuckling at the bucking it caused.
“Clark!” Lex bit out, hoping his lover wouldn’t make him beg, not when he needed so badly.
Raising his head, Clark grinned lazily, belying his own need, now bordering on desperation. Instead of giving in, he released Lex’s wrists and pushed his lover’s long, lean legs apart. Grinning wider at Lex’s whimper, he lowered his head, nudging under tight balls for his lover’s centre.
At the first slide of hot, wet tongue across his hole, Lex let out a curse, hands flying up to grasp Clark’s hair. Heat shot through every nerve and pushed down, urging Clark wordlessly to probe deeper.
“Uh uh,” Clark whispered, letting his breath ghost over wetted flesh.
With a gasp, Lex let go, “Please, please, Clark. Need you, please!”
Clark plunged his tongue into his lover, working deep quickly to loosen him. Lex writhed under him until he couldn’t stand it any longer. With a burst of speed, Clark sat up, slicked his cock with lube and settled himself back between Lex’s legs.
“Finally,” Lex gasped, feeling the push of Clark’s cock inside him.
“Yes,” Clark agreed hoarsely. Tight, slick heat surrounded him, gripping, pulsing… perfect. “Love you,” he whispered, withdrawing slowly.
“Love, oh!” Lex yelped when Clark plunged back inside him, “You too,” he gasped.
Clark didn’t think he was going to last long after his self torture and the erratic rhythm of Lex’s thrusts against him indicated his lover was close too.
Clutching Clark close, Lex pulled his lover’s head up, claiming his lips in a needy kiss. Clark groaned into his mouth, hips rocking forward hard. At last, his larger lover started to pound into him, filling him, stretching him to his limit and slamming against his prostate to send electric shocks shooting through his body.
“Clark, touch me, please,” Lex gasped.
Somehow, Clark managed to work a hand between them, gripping his lover’s cock tightly, jacking him hard and fast.
With a groan of completion, Lex let his head drop back as the rest of his body arched into Clark and he came convulsively.
Lex’s ass squeezed tightly around him, pulling Clark right over the edge with his lover. He pushed deep, filling Lex with the wet heat of his climax. Shuddering, Clark let himself drop onto Lex’s boneless form with a happy sigh.
It wasn’t long before Lex poked him, and Clark slid slowly to the side so his lover could breathe, while still maintaining as much contact as possible. Eyes closed, Lex smiled and tilted his head so he could kiss Clark’s temple, his lover’s face buried, as always, in his neck.
His surprise for his lover had been received as happily as he’d hoped and now he even had the added bonus of thwarting his father’s plans to get back at him.
“Stop gloating,” Clark murmured against his skin.
Lex chuckled, “Why? It’s fun.”
“True,” Clark conceded, he looked up at his lover, “You going to gloat at Lois too?”
“Of course. If Chloe doesn’t beat me to it,” Lex replied.
“Lois is going to spit blood, you know?” Clark couldn’t help a giggle, “Maybe you should give her the exposé, that way she might not kill me.”
Lex laughed, “You can handle Lois. Come on, you think Chloe would forgive me if I gave this to anyone else?”
Shuddering lightly at the thought of Chloe’s reaction, Clark had to agree, “Maybe you’re right. I like you healthy with all limbs intact.”
“Me too, funnily enough,” Lex said wryly.
Clark lay his head back down and snuggled closer.
@>*~
The first thing that greeted Clark at work the next morning was the sight of Chloe perched on his desk, chatting to Lois. She grinned when she saw him. “Hey, Clark.”
“Chloe,” Clark replied, leaning down to kiss her cheek, “What are you doing here? Not that I mind of course.”
Chloe smirked, “I got a phone call from ‘The Sexy’ asking me to come down here. He said you’d fill me in.”
Clark groaned at Chloe’s nickname for Lex and the way Lois’ attention jerked back over to them.
“The Sexy?” Lois asked in shock, “Wait, you know who Clark’s lover is?”
Chloe raised an eyebrow, “Of course I do.”
“And you never told me?” Lois squeaked, “We’re family, how could you not tell me?”
“Lois, Clark is my best friend, if he doesn’t want anyone to know, he doesn’t want anyone to know. So,” she turned her attention back to Clark, “Why’d he call me?”
Clark paused, watching his friend start to bounce in anticipation before he gave in. “He wants you to do an exposé on him.”
Chloe blinked, “He wants…” she sat up straighter and promptly fell off the desk. Leaping to her feet, she grabbed Clark, “He wants me?”
Clark grinned, “Of course he does, who else would he ask?”
“You, me! For Christ’s sake, will you at least tell me now?!” Lois exclaimed in frustration. Her investigation into the owners of apartments in that building had turned up nothing. The penthouse was owned, apparently, by Clark!
“Uh, nope,” Clark managed not to smirk, “I’m afraid you’ll have to find out like everyone else and read the article when it comes out.” Clark knew very well why Lex had sent Chloe over. To score another point over Lois. Something he seemed to enjoy far too much, despite Clark’s admonishments. Something to do with the way Lois treated him apparently.
“Don’t,” Chloe said, punching him on the shoulder.
“What? Clark asked in genuine surprise.
“You were getting that glazed look you have when you start daydreaming about The Sexy,” Chloe snorted, shaking her head.
“Was not,” Clark denied almost petulantly.
“Were too,” Chloe retorted.
“Was not!” Clark said insistently.
“Were too…”
“Children!” Lois snapped angrily, “Why don’t you go and rub it in someone else’s face?” She stalked away, muttering angrily, more determined than ever to find out who Clark’s lover was before Chloe could publish this exposé.
@>*~
“I think we seriously pissed Lois off you know,” Clark sighed. His partner hadn’t spoken to him for the rest of that day.
“She’s a big girl,” Lex snorted, “She can handle a little frustration.”
“I don’t know,” Clark offered a forkful of his chicken to his lover, “She’s used to getting what she wants.”
Lex didn’t answer, just wrapped his mouth round the proffered food and slipped it slowly and suggestively from the fork. Clark gulped. “You know who else is used to getting what they want?” Lex asked huskily.
“Um, you?” Clark guessed.
“Right, and do you know what I want right now?” Lex couldn’t help smirking as his lover’s eyes darkened.
“What?” Clark whispered, watching Lex lick his lips and push his plate aside.
Leaning over the table, Lex brushed his lips very briefly over Clark’s, “I want you to shut up and put that sinful mouth of yours to better use.” Clark pushed himself up, trying to capture Lex’s lips for a deeper kiss.
“No,” Lex shook his head and pulled away, sitting back down and twisting his chair around. He’d been dreaming about Clark’s mouth all day and he didn’t want to wait any longer, “Come here.”
Clark stumbled round the table, Lex’s tone sending jolts of heat straight to his groin. Standing in front of Lex, he waited expectantly.
Smirking, Lex spread his legs. “Kneel.” Instantly, Clark dropped to his knees. He reached for the waist of Lex’s pants, only to have his hands slapped aside. “Mouth,” Lex ordered, voice calm despite being on the edge of his control already. There was something about Clark doing his bidding unquestioningly that filled him with want.
Shivering with lust, Clark nodded. He clasped his hands behind his back, so he wouldn’t be tempted to touch his lover, and bent down, pressing his open mouth against Lex’s clothed cock.
Hot breath leached through his pants and Lex bit back a moan, forcing himself not to move. “Open them,” he ordered.
Slowly, Clark nibbled his way up to the button of Lex’s pants and pulled it open with his teeth. He paused to nudge Lex’s shirt aside with his nose so he could taste Lex’s skin.
Lex couldn’t restrain a shiver and he pushed Clark’s head back, staring hard at his lover, “Zipper, now.”
Meeting Lex’s stern gaze, Clark swallowed hard and nodded. Even as his own cock pushed painfully at his, Clark carefully pulled Lex’s zipper down with his teeth, gasping quietly when he realised his lover was going commando. He looked up, waiting for permission.
Staring again, Lex said nothing, just watched his lover trying to control himself. He reached down and started to stroke himself slowly, smiling at Clark’s groan. It was incredibly hot watching Clark strive for control.
“Lex,” Clark whimpered, he was desperate to taste the silky smooth skin, glistening with pre-come.
Lex raised an eyebrow and tutted. Clark flushed and looked down. He hadn’t been told he could speak. With a sigh, Lex couldn’t help give in, just a little anyway. He lifted Clark’s chin, then slipped his slick fingers up to his lover’s mouth, pressing them against full lips. They parted immediately to suck his fingers inside wet heat.
Lex’s eyelids fluttered for a second, the external sign other than his erection, that Clark was having any kind of effect on him. Clark, however, could also monitor internal signs; the rush of Lex’s blood around his body and sky rocketing heart rate. He tongued the tips of Lex’s fingers gently as he sucked, sliding back and forth along their slim length.
“Okay, okay, you’ve persuaded me,” Lex breathed out carefully, “You can suck me now.”
Clark grinned happily, careful not to smirk in case Lex changed his mind. Spreading the flaps of his pants wide, Lex released his cock completely from its confines. “Now, Clark,” Lex repeated.
With a happy moan, Clark leaned forward and slid Lex’s cock into his mouth. Locking eyes with his lover, Lex watched Clark suck his cock slowly, easing him further down his throat with every stroke. He struggled not to thrust, just let Clark do the work, but it was hard to resist as the younger man’s tongue worked him mercilessly.
Swallowing repeatedly, Clark clenched his hands together tightly so that he wouldn’t give in to the temptation to touch himself, even as his slacks felt like they were going to give under the pressure.
With a gasp of pleasure, Lex yanked Clark forward, pushing himself deep into his lover’s throat as he came. “God, you’re good at that,” he whispered.
Clark sat back and licked his lips, waiting.
“Touch yourself for me,” Lex ordered, sitting back with a sated sigh. He watched under hooded eyes as Clark carefully unzipped himself, easing his painfully hard erection from his pants.
Clark jacked himself hard and fast, eyes still locked with Lex’s. his lover looked so debauched, sitting bonelessly in the chair, eyes glittering, pants open leaving his softening cock exposed. Biting his lip, Clark shuddered, pleasure rocketing through. He came hard, with a gasp of his lover’s name.
Leaning forward, Lex took Clark’s hand and gently licked it clean. “Mmm,” he sighed, “Dessert was excellent.”
Clark chuckled, “Definitely.” He leaned up and planted a quick kiss on Lex’s lips. “I’ll be right back.”
Lex raised an eyebrow, but Clark was already gone. With a sigh, he sat back and waited. When Clark appeared again, he was naked and he held out a hand. “What?” Lex asked with a smile.
“Just come,” Clark smiled back.
“Just did,” Lex laughed.
“Ha ha,” Clark snorted, “Come on.”
Lex took his hand and allowed himself to be hauled up. He followed Clark to their bedroom and through to the bathroom, where a bath was running.
“Excellent plan,” Lex sighed happily. He let Clark undress him and they got into the large bath together, Lex sitting between Clark’s legs and leaning back against his chest.
“Don’t fall asleep,” Clark muttered, burying his face in Lex’s neck.
“Spoilsport,” Lex whispered jokingly.
“When are you and Chloe starting?” Clark asked curiously.
“This week,” Lex replied, “All the usual interview stuff, plus I think she wants to see how I work,” Lex laughed, “She practically asked if she could see the books.”
Clark grinned, “Yeah, she would.”
Yawning, Lex snuggled back against his lover, “God forbid Chloe would do something half-assed.”
“Mmm,” Clark muttered sleepily.
“Hey, you told me not to fall asleep,” Lex complained somewhat half-heartedly.
Clark chuckled, “I know, to stop me from drowning when I do.”
Lex pouted and poked his lover. “Let’s just go to bed early,” he suggested.
“’Kay,” Clark smothered another yawn and lifted them both out of the bath. They dried off, got ready for bed and settled down in their favourite position, Lex lying on top of Clark.
“Sleep now, sex later,” Clark whispered, pressing a kiss to Lex’s scalp.
“Mmm,” Lex replied, already drifting off.
@>*~
“Lois Lane.”
“Ms Lane, I believe I have some information you might be interested in.”
Lois sat up, “Oh really. And what might that be?”
A sinister chuckle answered her. “It concerns a prominent businessman, should I continue?”
“Maybe,” Lois replied, “Depends on who and what.”
“Oh I’m sure you’ll find it informative. I’ll meet you at the Plaza lobby in twenty minutes.”
Lois slammed down the phone and grabbed her coat, practically running out the door.
She reached the Plaza in ten minutes and ordered herself a drink before sitting down, trying not to bounce in anticipation. She didn’t have to wait long.
“Ms. Lane.”
Lois looked up, startled to see Lionel Luthor towering over her. “Mr. Luthor,” she gasped.
He smirked at her and sat down. “How are you?”
“Very well thank you, and you?” she asked politely, hiding her distaste of the businessman carefully. He just smirked again. “Well, what did you have to tell me?” she asked.
“I have some information, as I told you. What I want from you is full exposure in this Saturday’s Planet,” Lionel spoke confidently.
“I can’t guarantee that without knowing what this is about,” Lois said carefully.
“It concerns my son, Lex, and his dirty little secret.” Lionel grinned, making Lois shiver slightly.
Recovering herself quickly, Lois got out her notebook, “I’m listening.”
“Lex has been in a relationship for a number of years,” Lionel started.
“Oh?” Lois frowned disbelievingly. Lex Luthor was well known for many things, he was a cold, ruthless, but scrupulously fair businessman (unlike his father), and he was steadfastly single.
“I know. Interesting, isn’t it, that he goes to such lengths to keep it quiet?”
“Yes,” Lois agreed, “And why would that be?”
“Because, my dear, his lover is a man,” Lionel announced, smirking again.
Lois blinked, everything suddenly clicking into place. Lex Luthor was Clark’s lover, he had to be!
“I see you’re getting the picture,” Lionel chuckled, “And in case you’re not, here are some for you to see.” He casually threw some photographs onto the table.
Picking them up, Lois stared in shock. Two of them just showed the pair arm in arm, laughing, but the third, caught Clark and Lex in the middle of a passionate embrace. Lois had to admit, if only to herself, they made a stunning couple.
“What makes this particularly interesting, is that my son has known Kent since the boy was fifteen,” Lionel added with an evil smile.
“Fifteen,” Lois gasped at the implication. This was amazing, not only did she know who Clark’s lover was, but she could get the scoop. She smiled back at Luthor, “It would be my pleasure. May I keep the photos?”
“By all means, I have plenty,” Lionel nodded, “I look forward to reading your article.”
He took his leave and Lois gulped back her drink, staring at the photos again. She was already planning what she was going to write; after digging a little deeper of course.
@>*~
There were flowers on both Lois’ and Clark’s desks the next morning. Clark grinned, knowing who they were from. His note was simple.
‘Love always, Lex.’
Lois sat down and picked up the note in bemusement. Clark peered over her shoulder to read it.
‘Apologies for all the deception, Ms. Lane, Clark’s best interests were at heart. If not for knowing Chloe for so long, rest assured you would have been my first choice for the exposé. Regards, Lex Luthor.’
Clark grinned. Lex was really going all out showing this much trust.
With a sigh, Lois sat back. “Damn,” she muttered. Working with Clark had really played havoc with her ethics. For the better some would say, but still… damn! “Clark,” she started.
“Yeah?” Clark raised an eyebrow at her seeming lack of surprise.
“Do you think you could get Lex to join us for dinner?” she asked quietly.
“Um, I guess,” Clark nodded, “Why?”
“I need to talk to you both about something.”
@>*~
“So, what does she want?” Lex asked, sitting down opposite his lover.
“I don’t know,” Clark shrugged, “She refused to say anything.”
“Hi, sorry I’m late,” Lois hurried over and kissed Clark’s cheek. “Mr. Luthor,” she held out her hand.
He shook it, only slightly warily, “Ms. Lane. What was so important you had to speak to us tonight?”
“This,” Lois sat down and put the photos on the table.
Lex frowned and crossed his arms. “Where did you get those?” he asked in an icy tone. Clark just blinked in surprise.
“Your father,” she replied, “He wanted me to expose your ‘sordid affair’,” she made quotation marks with her fingers, “And I think you should know, he implied that you two had been conducting said affair since Clark was fifteen.”
“What?!” Clark gasped.
“Well, you have known each other that long,” Lois shrugged. Lex glared at her and she shivered.
“We’ve been friends since then, yes,” Clark said emphatically, “I was seventeen before I realised it went deeper and eighteen before I had the nerve to do anything about it.”
“Clark,” Lex reached out to take his lover’s hand, “We don’t have to defend ourselves to anyone. Even if you had been fifteen when we started dating.”
“Listen, I’m just telling you so you can sort out your thing with Chloe before he goes to someone who doesn’t give a damn,” Lois interjected.
Lex pulled a face, “Yes, of course, I apologise.”
Lois barely held back a gasp of surprise, Lex Luthor apologising was practically unheard of.
“Thanks, Lois,” Clark smiled at his partner.
“Well, it’s a good thing Chloe knows me so well, I’m sure she’s written the majority of it already,” Lex commented, thinking how strange it was that someone, other than Clark of course, could know him so well.
“I’m sure,” Clark snorted, “We can go and see her tonight, if you want?”
“Yeah, “Lex nodded in agreement, “The sooner the better. Ms. Lane, I appreciate this, a great deal. I won’t forget.”
Lois nodded, “No problem.”
Clark raised an eyebrow, “You sure about that?”
Grimacing, Lois shook her head, “You know it killed me to give this up.”
“But you won’t regret it,” Lex said quietly, “If you’d run with this, you would have done.”
“You don’t need to threaten me, Luthor,” Lois snapped, “I’m not doing it, am I?”
Lex smirked, “I didn’t mean me, Ms. Lane, I meant Chloe.”
Blinking, Lois nodded, “True, I didn’t think of that.” A thought occurred to her and she stared quizzically at Lex.
“What?” he asked.
“Chloe’s nickname for you, I just realised how appropriate it is,” Lois chuckled at Lex’s discomfort.
Clark laughed and gently elbowed his lover. “Well, she’s right,” he whispered into Lex’s ear.
Shivering a little at the feel of hot breath against his skin, Lex leaned over, “Want to prove it?”
Clark swallowed, a tingle of desire warming his groin. “Uh huh.”
Lex grinned and stood up, “Excuse us, Ms. Lane.”
Lois watched in bemusement as the man she’d only ever known as a cold and efficient businessman, practically dragged Clark bodily from the restaurant. “Huh,” she muttered to herself, “Well, what do you know?”
With the sigh of a put upon third wheel, she signalled for the check, paying before heading home, alone.
@>*~
“I thought…” Clark struggled not to rip Lex’s pants apart, “We were going… oh!” Lex kissed him hard, tugging at his shirt. Clark tried to shrug it off without losing his grip on his lover.
“What?” Lex muttered, only half listening anyway. He was too busy trying to get them both undressed.
“Going to see Chloe,” Clark managed to pant, sliding Lex onto his lap now that he was naked. The bald man thrust against him, hands sliding down his chest to pinch his nipples hard.
“We are,” Lex whispered against his lover’s tanned skin, “But I want you now.”
Gasping, Clark nodded, “Okay.”
“Good,” Lex grinned and handed him the lube they kept stashed in the limo. He leaned forward, burying his face in Clark’s neck, sucking hard on invulnerable skin.
With a groan of need, Clark squirted some of the clear gel on his fingers and reached behind his lover, pushing them inside the smaller man.
“Oh yeah!” Lex moaned, moving back to take them deeper, grunting in annoyance when Clark pulled his hand away. “Clark!”
“Easy, lover,” Clark muttered, quickly slicking up his cock. He lifted Lex up and positioned his lover over him. “Ready?” he asked.
“Always,” Lex whispered and sat, slowly easing himself down his lover’s hard length. “Always,” he repeated. God it was always so good. Clark filled him perfectly, made him feel whole, normal… fucking wonderful!
Clark watched Lex ride him, barely thrusting his hips. He didn’t need to, his lover was slamming down into every stroke, taking him deeper and deeper. Running his hands up and down smooth, hairless skin, Clark eventually settled on gripping Lex’s hips, starting to thrust as his need built and his groin tightened.
With every stroke, every brush against his prostate, electric shocks shot through Lex and his cock jerked needily. “Clark, touch me!” he gasped.
Clark moved one hand to grasp Lex’s cock and he pumped as erratically as they were moving.
“Yes, love, yes,” Lex groaned, dropping his head onto Clark’s shoulder. With a bodily shudder of pleasure, Lex exploded into his climax, shooting into Clark’s hand and over their stomachs.
“Lex,” Clark breathed. Lex trembling and jerking against him, the convulsions of his ass was enough to send him down the same path. He gripped Lex’s hips tight enough to bruise and buried himself deep as he came.
Dropping his head back, Clark sucked in a couple of deep breaths before opening his eyes. Gently kissing Lex’s temple, he wrapped his arms round the smaller man and looked round.
“How long have we been circling the block?” he whispered.
“I have no idea,” Lex chuckled, “And I don’t care either.”
Clark snorted and kissed him again. “Come on, let’s get cleaned up.”
Rolling his eyes, Lex sat back. “Where’s the romance?” he sighed.
Clark laughed, “We had dinner, what more do you want?”
“Not feeling the love here,” Lex pouted.
“Aw, poor baby,” Clark laughed, “You know I love you.”
“Yeah,” Lex smiled and eased himself off his larger lover, grabbing a couple of tissues to wipe himself off.
“Ahem,” Clark looked at Lex expectantly, “What were you just saying about not feeling the love?”
Pretending not to know what he was talking about, Lex looked back at Clark quizzically, “What?”
Clark sighed and shook his head, “I knew it, you were only after one thing.”
Grinning, Lex leaned forward, “That’s right… you, forever.”
Unable to quite help the sappy grin, Clark kissed Lex gently.
Eventually, they disentangled themselves and got dressed, and the limo finally pulled up outside Chloe’s apartment building.
@>*~
“Hey guys,” Chloe stood aside to let them in, “What’s going on?”
“How soon can you get our exposé in print?” Lex asked.
Blinking in shock, Chloe pursed her lips thoughtfully, “Well, I just need to talk to you about a few things, but a couple of days I guess, why?”
“My father is trying to expose my affair, as he calls it, with Clark, I want to make sure we beat him to it or no one will believe it isn’t just some public relations exercise.”
“Oh shit,” Chloe gasped.
“Yeah,” Clark snorted.
“How do you know?” Chloe asked, gesturing for them to go into the living room.
“Well, other than dear old Dad threatening us personally, he made the mistake of going to Lois,” Lex sighed, “She came straight to us.”
“I should damn well hope so!” Chloe exclaimed, “Okay then, let’s get down to business.”
@>*~
The back lash from the exposé was small. The fact that Lex Luthor was in a long term, stable relationship actually seemed to improve opinions, public or otherwise, on Lex, despite his partner being a man. LexCorp was powerful enough to absorb the minor losses suffered.
Clark’s workmates already knew he was gay, so nothing really changed, except for teasing about just how rich his lover was.
LuthorCorp on the other hand, suffered a great deal in share prices when Lois wrote an article about his attempted blackmail of his own son.
When she received an anonymous gift of a new car, it wasn’t exactly hard to work out who it was from. Lois decided she really quite liked Lex Luthor after all.
End
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