Oblivious
Sequel/Series: good God I hope not LOL
Pairing: CLex
Rating: NC-17
Category: first time, romance, angst
Archive: list archive
Notes: ok stuff the age issue, Clark is 17 and he was held back two years at school, so there!
Warnings: maybe later
Disclaimer: not mine
Summary: being openly gay in Smallville…
Lex shifted in his seat a little uncomfortably, trying to focus on the TV screen and not the heat of Clark’s thigh pressed against his. It was always hard being around his friend, but for some reason, tonight was harder.
Maybe it was because they were completely alone in the castle, maybe it was because Clark was staying over. Or maybe it was the fact that Clark was sitting right next to him, pressed close despite the couch being big enough to seat four people comfortably.
It could even have been that Clark seemed to keep touching him. They had a level of comfort with each other that meant they touched a lot. Certainly more than Lex had ever experienced before he’d met Clark. But this seemed more somehow.
“Lex, you okay?”
Clark’s question startled him out of his contemplation and Lex turned his head, having to stifle a gasp at how close his friend’s face, lips, were to his. Lex had to pull back slightly and caught a glimmer of humour in Clark’s eyes.
“Yes, why?” he replied.
“You’re fidgeting,” Clark sounded a cross between surprised and amused.
“Am I?” Lex tried to sound nonchalant. Clark nodded. “Oh, sorry.”
Clark shrugged. “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked again, touching Lex’s thigh.
Lex nodded with more vehemence than he meant. “Yes,” he squeaked, trying to ignore the heat of Clark’s hand on his leg. He cleared his throat. “Yes, I’m fine,” he tried again.
Clark nodded and turned back to the movie. Lex tried to do the same, but found himself shifting again, this time trying to adjust his tightening pants.
“Hey, Lex?”
“Yeah, Clark?”
“Have you ever been in love with someone who was totally oblivious?”
Lex stiffened. He really wasn’t in the mood to talk about Lana. This was supposed to be a night for him and Clark to spend some time together. But Clark was staring at him again, obviously expecting an answer.
Lex sighed. “Well, Clark, to be honest, up until recently I’d have had to say I’d never been in love, but yeah actually,” he replied quietly.
“Really?” Clark looked a little surprised, but there was a brief flash of something in those blue-green eyes that Lex didn’t quite recognise.
“Yeah,” Lex nodded slowly.
“Well, how about being in love with someone who thinks you’re in love with someone else?”
Lex frowned, suddenly a little confused. “Are we talking about you here?” he asked.
Clark flushed. “Mmm hmm,” he nodded, staring at Lex intently.
Lex bit his lip, he was filled with a weird sense of happiness and what felt like hope. “You mean, you’re not, you don’t love…”
“Lana?” Clark interrupted him. Lex nodded. “No, not for a while, if ever really.”
“I, oh. Well, I guess I should stop trying to set you two up then,” Lex swallowed a little nervously. While he was jubilant that Clark didn’t have feelings for the vapid little princess; he now had a sense of horrible anticipation and that damnable shaft of hope he couldn’t quite squash.
Presumably, having brought it up, Clark was going to tell him who he actually *did* have feelings for.
“Yeah,” Clark smiled.
“So, uh…” Lex cleared his throat again, “Why tell me?”
“Well,” Clark flushed, “I, uh, I thought it would help me… um, see Lex, you’re my best friend, I thought you should know…” Clark trailed off and looked away.
Lex could sense his nervousness and reached out to gently touch Clark’s arm. “You know you can tell me anything, right?” he asked quietly.
Clark shifted and looked back up with a small smile, “Even that I’m gay?”
Lex stared blankly at Clark. His ears had registered the words, but it hadn’t quite penetrated his brain.
“Lex?” Clark’s worried tone snapped him out of his daze.
“You’re gay?” he asked dumbly. Clark nodded, licking his lips nervously. “Are you sure?” Lex blinked, his brain was still not quite up to speed, judging by the stupid questions.
Clark grinned suddenly, “Yes.”
“So, this person you’re in love with, who thinks you love Lana, is a…”
“Is you,” Clark said quietly, flushing again.
“Is me,” Lex repeated. Then Clark’s words really registered, “Is *me*?!” He blinked at Clark, utterly stunned. Clark stared at him nervously and suddenly Lex found himself grinning stupidly, “Me,” he whispered.
Clark breathed out heavily in obvious relief. Then he leaned forward and kissed him, catching Lex by surprise. “I’m not as oblivious as you think,” he whispered.
Lex swallowed hard, reaching up to touch his lips wonderingly. “God, Clark, I,” he whispered.
Suddenly, Clark looked a little panicked, “Oh God, Lex, I, I mean I was right, wasn’t I? I didn’t…”
Lex cut him off by grabbing his collar and pulling him into another kiss. Large, strong hands came up to cradle his head and soft lips parted under his, letting him taste the mouth he’d been dreaming about for months. Clark moaned quietly and Lex smiled, as he found himself being pushed back against the couch.
He pulled back just enough to see darkening eyes staring at him with glazed lust. “You were right,” he whispered. Clark smiled back and caught his lips again. Lex wrapped his arms round broad shoulders and pulled Clark on top of him. Clark rocked gently against him and he gasped, thrusting back against the hard length digging into his hip.
But, it wasn’t quite right yet, they hadn’t really talked properly, Lex damned his brain and with will power that had been ingrained into him since childhood, he managed to wrench himself away. “Wait,” he gasped.
“Huh?” Clark stared at him, blinking to refocus his eyes.
“Clark, where are we going with this?” Lex asked quietly.
Clark ducked his head, flushing, “I want… I hoped we would be together, Lex. I really do love you, I want to be with you.”
“No matter what?” Lex asked quietly, “What about your parents, or your friends?” He eased himself out from under Clark and sat up.
“I, uh, I came out to my parents last night,” Clark whispered.
“And they’re letting you stay over here?” Lex gaped.
“Well, I,” Clark cleared his throat, “I told them I was gay, but not that I want to date you.”
“Oh,” Lex felt oddly disappointed.
Clark took his hand. “I wasn’t completely sure how you felt and I wanted to be able to come over, you know, so I could tell you,” he said quietly. “I think Mom guessed though.”
“Were they okay?” Lex asked, a little concerned.
“Yeah, pretty much. Dad was a little stunned,” Clark sighed and Lex pulled him into a hug. Clark snuggled into his arms.
“But he’ll be okay?” Lex asked.
“About me being gay, yes. About me being with you, I don’t know.” Clark flushed lightly again and looked up at him shyly, “I mean, we are together, aren’t we?”
Lex had to smile. “Yes, don’t doubt that, we are very much together,” he sighed, “It’s just that…”
“What?” Clark asked a little worriedly.
“I don’t want…” Lex searched for the words to explain how he was feeling. “There’s a lot of things… in my past mainly, that I have to hide. I’ve never had, never felt anything good like this before, Clark, pure. I don’t want us to sneak around, pretending we’re just friends. To be honest, Clark, now I know how you feel, I don’t think I *can* act as if we’re just friends.”
“Okay,” Clark replied.
Lex pulled back a little, raising an eyebrow in surprise. “Okay?” he asked. Clark nodded. “Just like that?”
Clark nodded again, “Just like that.” He sighed, “I don’t want to hide this, Lex, I love you. I’d shout it from the rooftops if you asked.”
Lex smirked, “Well, I don’t expect you to go that far.”
Clark grinned at him. “Phew,” he wiped his brow in exaggerated relief. Lex couldn’t help but laugh. “I don’t want to have any more secrets from my friends than I already have,” Clark said quietly, suddenly serious.
Lex sobered instantly and gently squeezed Clark’s arm, knowing his young friend needed reassurance and understanding. “Clark, I know you keep things hidden from everyone. I trust you to tell me when you’re ready,” Lex said quietly.
He was a little surprised to find he meant it. Of course he wanted to know everything about Clark, but he really did trust his friend completely. Clark was quite possibly the first and only person he’d ever trusted and loved so unconditionally.
Clark lifted his head and cupped his face, gently pulling him into a soft kiss. A kiss that quickly grew heated as lips parted and tongues entangled and hands started to roam of their own accord. Lex panted heavily when Clark lifted his head again.
“How about I show you?” Clark whispered. Lex blinked. “Bedroom?” Clark continued with a flush. Lex nodded dumbly. Suddenly, he found himself in Clark’s arms, being held as easily as if he were a child, then a strong gust of wind momentarily blinded him and he was shocked to find himself being lowered onto his bed.
“Clark?” Lex gasped, looking up at the beautiful boy standing over him, gazing at him with slightly troubled eyes.
“How do you feel about having an alien lover, Lex?”
Lex was starting to wonder if his brain was ever going to recover all its faculties after this night. “I, uh, a-alien?” he stammered. Clark nodded. “The meteor shower?” Clark nodded again. “I hit you with my car?”
Clark sighed, “Yes.”
“Wow.” To say Lex was stunned was an understatement, but a small corner of his mind was crowing smugly and he started to grin. “Cool.”
“Cool?” Clark laughed suddenly, “Did you just say ‘cool’?”
Lex nodded, laughing only slightly hysterically. “It just… it just seems so oddly appropriate,” he gasped. Lex stared up at Clark with a soft smile. “So, are you getting on the bed, or what?”
Clark grinned and nodded eagerly, crawling onto the bed beside him. Lex turned slightly and tugged his… wow… boyfriend on top of him. Clark settled comfortably between his legs and Lex shifted so that his tightening groin rubbed against the hardness in Clark’s jeans.
His lover groaned and bucked into him. Lex lifted his hands, enmeshing his fingers in thick, soft hair, pulling Clark into a possessive kiss. He levered Clark’s lips apart, plunging inside to taste again his lover’s tantalising sweetness as they rocked together. One hand untangled itself to slip down Clark’s back to squeeze his slowly undulating ass, urging a faster pace as he thrust up.
Lex couldn’t quite believe how close he was already, but he’d dreamed about this so often, the fact that it was happening, that he had Clark’s solid, warm body pressed against him, the evidence of his own want and need sliding against his clothed cock, was enough to overwhelm him. Lex wrapped his legs round Clark’s hips and thrust up hard.
“Oh God,” Clark whispered against his lips. His lover’s body shook, hips humping furiously against him and Lex cried out, coming hard into his pants. Letting his legs drop back onto the bed, Lex took a shaky breath.
“Wow,” he whispered, “I haven’t done that in a long time.”
“what?” Clark mumbled in his ear.
“Lost control, come so quickly, come in my pants, you name it,” he chuckled breathlessly.
Clark snickered quietly, “I come in my pants all the time, you always make me lose control.”
Lex grinned, pulling his head back slightly so he could see Clark’s face. “When?”
“Whenever I see you,” Clark whispered with a shy grin, “You have no idea how helpful the speed is sometimes.”
Lex’s eyes glazed over at the thought of his lover having to speed masturbate because of him. “I can imagine,” he groaned. Clark rolled off him, onto his side, still grinning at him. “Do you want to take a shower?” Lex asked.
“Only if it’s with you,” Clark whispered.
“That was the plan,” Lex replied happily. Clark was off the bed, stripped naked and standing by the bathroom door almost before Lex could blink. “Damn, you know, that’s really not fair,” he exclaimed.
Clark smirked, “I’ll be waiting.”
Lex sat up and yanked his sweater over his head, followed quickly by his t-shirt. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and pulled his socks off. Pants and boxer-briefs were shed hurriedly on the way to the bathroom.
Inside, steam was already rising and Lex paused to just stare at Clark’s tanned, muscular, beautiful, and oh God, aroused body under the stream of water. He felt his cock start to respond to the sight already, especially knowing that it was all his. Clark grinned and beckoned him over.
Lex almost stumbled in his haste, and was pulled into the shower and into Clark’s arms under the warm water. Leaning up, Lex let Clark take control of his mouth. With his need no longer quite so urgent, he was content to just let his lover hold him, kiss him and… ooh… start to wash him.
“Mmm, nice,” he moaned quietly when Clark kissed down his jaw to latch onto his neck, sucking lightly. Lex let his hands wander over the strong body and they made their way inexorably down to Clark’s beautiful ass, squeezing gently.
Heat was starting to grow in the pit of his stomach again and Lex pulled Clark’s head up again to capture soft lips in a hard kiss. Clark made a quiet, whimpering noise that sent a shiver straight through him and he pulled his lover even closer, plunging his tongue urgently into his mouth.
Clark turned them round, pressing him back against the tiles. Lifting his head again, his lover stared at him questioningly. “You can do whatever you want, Clark,” Lex whispered reassuringly.
Clark dipped his head again and sucked gently at his neck as his hands slid down his chest, fingers scraping gently over his nipples. Lex dropped his head back against the wall with a moan, back arching up for more contact. Those amazingly soft lips lowered to nibble and brush over his chest, pausing at his nipples, which were licked into sensitive peaks.
“Oh God,” Lex sighed. He couldn’t control his trembling and he lifted his hands to urge Clark’s head down. His lover dropped to his knees in front of him and Lex shivered, squeezing his eyes shut, knowing that if he looked down, he would lose control again. Hot breath caressed his shaft and Lex groaned as Clark buried his face in his groin, nuzzling his cheek against his cock.
“Please, Clark,” he whispered, barely recognising the needy whimper as his own voice. He clutched soft hair probably a little too tightly and Clark finally lapped up the underside of his erection and flicked over the leaking slit.
Lex gasped, only narrowly managing not to shove himself forward into the teasing mouth of his boyfriend. Clark must have sensed his urgency because his cock was suddenly enveloped in wet heat, strong tongue sliding slickly around his shaft.
Lex couldn’t resist any longer, he looked down. Clark’s eyes were closed, an expression of bliss on his face. But the sight of his cock disappearing between those full lips combined with hot, wet suction, was just too much for him. His hips bucked and Clark swallowed, throat constricting round the head of his cock.
“Clark!” he cried out, thrusting once more as he lost control again, a sweet, sharp burst of pleasure making his body shudder with his orgasm. His knees gave way and Clark held him to stop him sliding down the wall too fast. Lex sat on the floor of the shower, water streaming down his face, and laughed.
Clark stared at him, eyebrow quirked in bemusement and a touch of hurt. “It wasn’t that bad, was it?”
Lex laughed harder. “Are you k-kidding?” he gasped out, “B-best blow job… ever.”
Clark flushed vividly and Lex wondered if he’d ever stop laughing. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this happy.
Part 3
Clark helped Lex to his feet, grinning stupidly. Lex was still sniggering, until Clark pressed up against his body, his still hard cock pressing into his hip.
“Ooh,” Lex whispered, reaching between them to take a tight grasp, “Have I been neglecting you?” Clark gasped quietly, thrusting into his fist. Lex let go again, chuckling at his lover’s disappointed moan.
“Come on,” he said eagerly, switching off the water to drag Clark back into the bedroom. Clark followed, a little confused. Digging in his drawer, Lex pulled out lube and a condom. He glanced at the condom and held it up to Clark questioningly.
“I don’t get ill,” Clark shrugged, flushing.
“Good, I prefer bareback,” Lex threw the condom over his shoulder with a laugh and jumped onto the bed. He couldn’t remember a time where he’d felt so carefree and eager to be with a lover, and just had fun.
Clark was grinning again, “You’re insane.”
“No, I’m in love,” Lex reached up for Clark’s hand and drew him onto the bed. Clark ran a gentle hand over his scalp, expression tender, the intensity of emotion in his eyes almost overwhelming, except that he knew Clark was seeing the same thing in his.
Lex lay back slowly and Clark crawled over him. Parting his legs, Lex gazed up at his young lover with a soft smile, “I want you to make love to me, Clark.”
Clark blinked and swallowed hard. “Oh,” he breathed, “R-really?”
Lex nodded, gently smoothing Clark’s hair back from his face. “Do you want to?” he asked quietly.
“Oh God, yes,” Clark said in a rush. “It’s just, you know, I never, I mean…”
Lex put a finger on his lips grinning again. “I figured, it doesn’t matter. Here,” Lex pushed Clark back onto the bed and straddled him. Leaning down, he dropped a quick kiss on his lover’s lips. Lex picked up the lube and squeezed some onto his fingers, before reaching round to prepare himself quickly.
The touch of his own fingers over his prostate and the anticipation of having Clark inside him, was making him hard again already. The look in Clark’s eyes as he watched made the ache inside him grow and he quickly grabbed the lube again, stroking some over Clark’s erection. His lover moaned and bucked, and Lex petted his chest.
“Shh,” he whispered. Lex leaned forward again, reaching back to position Clark’s cock against the entrance to his body. Clark breathed heavily against his mouth, Lex could see his eyes were closed, his face screwed up in concentration.
“Relax,” Lex whispered as he pushed down. Clark whimpered quietly and Lex captured his lips in a hard kiss, sitting all the way down. The feeling of fullness was intense, but the slight burn eased quickly and Lex sighed happily.
“Jesus, Lex,” Clark gasped into his mouth, hands skittering over his body.
“You feel amazing, Clark,” Lex lifted up slightly and sat back down. Clark’s groan resonated right through both of them, and Lex shuddered at the vibration. His lover’s hands settled on his hips, tugging at him, urging him to move.
Lex sat up, locking his eyes with Clark’s, and started to move, lifting up and dropping down, shivering with each stroke that hit his prostate. Clark’s eyes widened and darkened and he started to thrust up, meeting Lex’s downward strokes.
Lex took Clark’s hands and pushed his arms over his head, using his braced position to move faster, riding Clark in earnest. He was overwhelmed yet again by the intensity, sheer amazement that this was Clark, and Clark loved him. Lex smiled down at his lover, who grinned back, panting heavily.
“Oh Lex, I’m, oh,” Clark groaned and arched up into him, eyes rolling back in his head. Lex sat back up as warmth flooded his ass and wrapped a hand round his cock, stroking hard and fast until he came with a gasp.
He flopped down on top of his lover, exhausted. This time it was Clark who started laughing, and Lex somehow found the strength to lift his head and stare down enquiringly.
“I was, I was just thinking, we need another shower,” Clark giggled.
Lex chuckled breathlessly, “Oh Clark, I don’t think I’d survive another shower with you.” He buried his face in Clark’s neck as they both laughed.
“You’re really amazing,” Clark whispered.
Lex smiled and pressed a kiss to Clark’s shoulder, “Damn straight.”
Clark laughed, “Modest too.”
“Yeah well, I’ve got plenty to brag about,” Lex eased himself up and rolled onto his back next to his lover, “I mean, look at my boyfriend.”
Clark flushed and reached over to pull him into his arms. Lex settled himself comfortably against Clark’s warm body and slung an arm round his waist. A soft kiss was pressed to his scalp. “Love you.”
“Love you too,” Lex whispered sleepily.
@>*~
“Hi Mom,” Clark walked into the house with a wide grin.
“Clark,” she smiled back, leaning up for a kiss on the cheek, “Did you have a nice time with Lex?”
“Mmm,” Clark sighed and sat down, grinning even wider as he remembered waking up with Lex in his arms. A naked, horny Lex. Flushing, Clark looked down, shifting a little uncomfortably, wondering how on earth he could still get aroused after the morning they’d had; making love twice more *and* once again in the shower.
“Clark?”
He glanced back up at his mother. “Where’s Dad?” he asked.
“He should be coming in for lunch soon, why honey?” she raised an eyebrow.
“Is he okay?” Clark frowned worriedly. His mother sat down opposite him and took his hand.
“Clark, he’s fine, honestly. I know he was a little abrupt with you yesterday, but it was a shock.”
“I know, Mom,” Clark sighed, “But I had to tell you once I was certain.”
“Of course,” she smiled, “I’m glad you knew you could come to us.”
Clark smiled back. Hopefully his news would be accepted as easily but he wasn’t betting on it. His father walked in and stopped abruptly. Clark looked up at him warily. “Hi, Dad.”
“Clark,” his father sat down, almost smiling, “I expected you back earlier.”
“Yeah, I know, sorry, Lex and I were, uh,” Clark licked his lips, trying not to think about the feel of Lex sliding against him in his parents’ presence, “Talking,” he finished hurriedly. His father made a noncommittal noise.
“Dad, are you, you know, okay?” Clark frowned worriedly.
“Yes, yes, I am,” his father sighed. He reached over and patted Clark’s hand.
“Thanks Dad,” Clark sighed in relief. “I uh, I have something else to tell you.”
“Oh?” his father raised an eyebrow.
“Is there someone you like honey?” his mother asked perceptively.
Clark smiled dreamily at the thought of his lover, “Yeah.” He saw his parents exchange worried glances.
“Clark, please be careful if you’re thinking about telling this b-boy.”
Clark licked his lips a little nervously at his mother’s slight hesitation. “Well, that’s what I wanted to tell you. Part of the reason I came out to you yesterday was because I wanted to tell him how I felt about him," he started, “And uh, well I did.”
“You told him? But you were with, oh,” his mother stopped and glanced at his father worriedly.
“Lex?” his father asked quietly.
Clark nodded. “I love him, Dad, and well, he loves me too,” he said quietly.
“Really?” his father frowned, “He told you that?”
“Yes,” Clark said quietly.
“And you believed him?”
“Yes, Dad,” Clark frowned at his father.
“Jon,” his mother cut in, “I know you don’t like Lex, but he’s always been good to Clark.”
“But…”
“Dad, he loves me. You don’t know him like I do, okay?” Clark interrupted, trying not to lose his temper, “I’ve suspected that he liked me for a while and I was right.”
“Clark,” his father said firmly, “I just don’t think it’s a good idea to trust a Luthor, especially with your heart.”
“How many times, Dad, he’s not his father. Hasn’t he done enough to convince you of that yet? When has he ever been anything but a good friend to me?” Clark snapped, “Aren’t you always the one who says to leave the past behind, to believe in people? I believe in Lex, I fell in love with him because of what I see in him.”
“Oh Clark,” his mother sighed, “You really do, don’t you?”
“Yes, I do,” Clark met her eyes, “We’re really happy, Mom, Dad, please be happy for us.”
His father stared at him for a long time, before sighing and looking away, “I’ll try.”
“Maybe we should invite him over for dinner,” his mother suggested. His father nodded.
Clark smiled, “Thanks Mom, thank you Dad. Can I go phone him?”
His mother nodded and Clark ran up to his room.
Part 4
*Luthor.*
“Hey, you busy?” Clark smiled at the sound of Lex’s voice.
*Clark.*
Clark shivered at the caressing quality with which his lover said his name.
*Never busy when it’s you. What’s up?*
“I told them,” Clark waited for a reaction, but got none, “Lex?”
*H-how did it go?* Lex sounded nervous.
“It was okay, Lex,” Clark smiled and lay back on his bed, “Can you come over for dinner tonight?”
*Ah, they want to interrogate me?* Lex chuckled.
“Probably,” Clark sighed, “Is that okay?”
*Of course, Clark.*
“Thanks,” Clark breathed out in relief.
*Clark, this isn’t going to be easy, I know, but, I’m sure your parents will be okay.*
“Yeah, I know,” Clark smiled.
*Should I bring anything?* Lex asked.
“Just your sexy self,” Clark grinned at Lex’s chuckle.
*Okay, no bribes then.*
“Probably best, my Dad would probably see it that way,” Clark sighed ruefully. He clutched the handset, wishing he could touch his lover, see him instead of only hearing his voice, and heard a crack. “Shit.”
*What?*
“Nearly broke the phone,” Clark chuckled ruefully.
*Oh,* Lex sighed, *Yeah, I miss you too.*
Clark bit his lip, shutting his eyes. It was ridiculous considering they’d only been apart such a short time, but he did miss Lex. “Yeah.”
*What time shall I come over?*
“Um, six?”
*Okay, see you then, love you.*
“Love you too.” Clark listened to the tone for a second, then put the phone down. He still had chores to do.
@>*~
Clark looked out of the window. Lex had been sitting in his car for several minutes and he was starting to get worried. Finally, his lover got out and Clark watched him walk to the door appreciatively. Again, he had to force himself not to think about how Lex moved when he was naked; with the same self assurance, but with a touch of vulnerability.
He opened the door and slipped onto the porch to meet his boyfriend. “Hey.”
“Hey,” Lex smiled at him.
“I was starting to wonder if you were coming in or not,” Clark said quietly.
“Just a last minute pep talk,” Lex grinned ruefully.
“Ah,” Clark nodded, “You’ll be fine.”
“Yeah,” Lex agreed.
Clark held out his hand. Lex took it and Clark pulled him into his arms, lifting a hand to gently stroke his lover’s smooth scalp. Lex looked up at him with a small smile and Clark bent his head for a kiss. His boyfriend cupped his cheek, kissing him back tenderly.
The sound of a throat being cleared made them pull apart and Clark looked round, blinking worriedly, “Uh, Chloe?”
“Hi Clark, Mister Luthor,” she replied with a raised eyebrow.
“Lex,” Lex said automatically.
“So, this is new,” she commented, “Or at least, I hope it is.” Her eyebrow arched a little more, then lowered.
“Yes, it is,” Clark replied with a sigh. He’d been hoping to have a little more time to prepare himself before coming out to his friends. “I was going to tell you and Pete tomorrow when you came round. Why are you here?”
She leaned back against the porch fence and stared at them, “Just came round to see you, do I need a reason?”
Clark flushed. “No, of course not.”
Lex shifted next to him and Clark glanced at him. His lover looked slightly amused and possibly a little embarrassed, which surprised Clark.
“You’re taking this well,” Lex said quietly. He and Chloe exchanged a look that Clark didn’t understand and he frowned.
Chloe shrugged and smiled at Clark. “Wasn’t that much of a surprise really,” she glanced back at Lex, “Especially from you.”
Lex flushed and Clark frowned again. “What do you mean?” he asked.
“Oh please,” Chloe laughed, “The way he looks at you, I’m surprised the whole town hasn’t realised.”
It was Clark’s turn to flush and he looked at Lex who was determinedly studying the floor. Then he grinned, “Really? Cool.”
She rolled her eyes and shook her head, “So, I take it your folks know then?”
“Yeah,” Clark nodded, taking Lex’s hand when the smaller man stiffened slightly. Lex squeezed gently in acknowledgement of the support.
“Yeah this is the ‘determining if my intentions are honourable’ talk,” Lex smirked.
“And are they?” Chloe asked, blinking innocently.
Lex winked at her. “Would yours be?” he glanced sidelong at Clark and looked him up and down.
Clark felt his face heat up yet again. “Lex!” he exclaimed.
Chloe laughed, “No, I suppose not.” She shook her head, “Well, good luck Lex, and I’ll see you tomorrow Clark.”
“Bye, Chloe,” Clark watched her leave then breathed a sigh of relief, “Well, if everyone reacts like that, we’ll be just fine.”
Lex snorted, “Let’s just cope with your parents first before we worry about the rest of the town.”
“Yeah sorry,” Clark half smiled, “Can we finish that kiss first though?”
“Definitely,” Lex grinned up at him, turning back to face him fully. He licked his lips and Clark sighed, leaning down to capture the flickering tongue with his mouth. Lex moaned quietly, strong, slender hands coming up to rest on Clark’s chest as he pulled Lex closer.
“Boys, dinner‘s oh, um, sorry.”
Clark pulled back with a sigh and glanced at his mother, “Thanks, Mom.” Turning back to Lex, he smiled ruefully, “Rain check?”
Lex ran his fingers gently down his cheek, “Very definitely.”
Clasping Lex’s hand tightly, Clark led him into the house.
Part 5
“Missus Kent, Mister Kent,” Lex said quietly in greeting. Clark squeezed his hand with a smile, before letting go to pull out a chair for him. He sat down with his parents, looking up at his boyfriend.
Lex sat down almost hesitantly, shooting a grateful glance at him when Clark took his hand again.
“Lex, how are you?” his mother smiled.
Lex smiled and looked over at Clark again, sighing quietly. Clark met his gaze, a little awed by the depth of emotion he could see in the grey blue depths. “Very well, thanks.”
“I’ll just bet you are,” Clark heard his father mutter.
“Dad, if you’ve got something to say, why don’t you just say it?” Clark glared at his father.
“Clark,” Lex started.
“No, Lex,” Clark stopped him before he could even begin, “Well, Dad?” he raised his eyebrows and stared pointedly at his father.
The older man stared back at him, face tight for a moment before his eyes closed and he sighed, “No, Clark, I haven’t got anything to say on the matter, as yet. I said I’d try and I will.”
Clark felt Lex’s grip tighten on his hand and he looked up to see his lover smile gently at him, then glance at his father, before looking back at him. The message was clear, and he nodded. “Thanks, Dad,” he said quietly, “Sorry I snapped.”
“I appreciate you giving me this chance,” Lex said quietly, “And I can promise you, the one thing you’ll never have to worry about, is me hurting Clark.”
Clark watched his lover and his father stare at each other for a long time, and glanced at his mother, who shrugged and remained silent. Finally, his father frowned and sat forward, almost reaching out to touch Lex. Clark stiffened warily.
“You,” the older Kent shook his head and blinked, “You *really* love him. Don’t you?”
Lex grinned suddenly, “You’re surprised? He is your son, you of all people must know what a beautiful person he is.”
Clark swallowed, “Oh, Lex, I…”
“You don’t see it, I know, Clark, but you are. And that’s one of the things I love about you. You don’t know how you’ve changed my life, and I… I like myself when I’m with you; corny, but true, love,” Lex said earnestly.
Clark leaned forward and wrapped his arms round his boyfriend, quickly burying his face in Lex’s neck to hide his brimming eyes. His lover stroked his hair gently.
“Ah, Martha.” Clark heard his father whisper gently. Hearing a small noise from his mother, Clark turned his head to see her crying quietly, wrapped in his father’s arms.
“Mom?” he frowned worriedly.
She sniffed and swallowed before smiling at him, still blinking rapidly. “It’s okay, honey, I’m just a little sad that my baby has grown up and happy that you’ve found someone who loves you like Lex loves you.”
“Thanks, Mom, thanks, Dad,” Clark said quietly. “Would you mind if we ate in the loft? I, uh, I just need to talk to him.”
“Sure,” his mother squeezed his father’s arm and he nodded too.
Clark grabbed some food and followed Lex out to the barn, where they settled on the couch. He handed Lex a plate.
“Thanks,” Lex whispered, leaning into him. They ate in silence and then put the plates aside, curling up together on the couch.
Clark loved the feel of Lex in his arms, loved it that he could take Lex in his arms. Lex was his, and he was most definitely Lex’s. Clark sighed happily.
“What?” Lex asked quietly.
“Just thinking,” Clark chuckled softly at Lex’s snort, “That you must love me almost as much as I love you, if my father could see it.”
Lex leaned up on his chest and stared at him seriously, “You couldn’t possibly love me as much as I love you.”
Clark raised his eyebrows, about to speak before he caught a glimpse of humour in Lex’s eyes. “No, I love you more,” he bit back a snicker.
“Not possible,” Lex snorted.
Clark licked his lips and grinned, manoeuvring on the couch to push Lex under him. “Is too,” Clark poked his tongue out.
Lex pretended to bite at it, then laughed, “Isn’t.”
“Is,” Clark nodded, leaning down slowly.
“Isn’t,” Lex breathed, mouth remaining slightly open, tongue flickering out to moisten pink lips.
“Is,” Clark closed the distance and lapped at the wetted lips. Lex’s arms slid up round his neck, hot breath caressing his mouth.
“Isn’t,” Lex yanked him down, their lips meeting in a hard clash of teeth that they both ignored in favour of exploring the others’ mouth.
Lex’s legs parted under him, and Clark slid against his lover’s body, shifting until he could feel Lex’s erection pressed into his. His boyfriend gasped into his mouth and Clark rocked his hips into the slender body of his lover.
Hands gripped at his hair, tugging him closer, his mouth being steadily devoured as Clark slipped his hands down to Lex’s ass, pulling his lover’s hips up against him. Lex groaned quietly, biting Clark’s bottom lip hard.
Clark lifted his head and looked down inquiringly, but never letting up the rhythm of his thrusts.
“Maybe,” Lex panted, eyes glazed, skin flushed. Clark had to lean down and kiss him again before he asked Lex what he was talking about. Slowly, Clark delved between soft lips and tasted his lover.
“Maybe what?” he asked when he was satisfied, adding a hard thrust against Lex’s groin to the question.
“Huh?” Lex gasped, clutching at him.
“You said, oh Lex,” Clark gasped as Lex suddenly squeezed a hand between them and shoved it down his pants. Slim fingers wrapped round his cock and squeezed. “Jesus,” Clark yelped, thrusting helplessly into Lex’s fist. “Please, Lex, oh God,” he groaned.
Lex kissed his neck and started to stroke him roughly, still rocking his hips up against Clark’s groin and his own hand. “Maybe it is.”
Clark could barely put two words together, but managed, “Wha?”
“Maybe it is possible,” Lex whispered, nibbling his neck, stroking him harder.
Clark’s eyes fluttered closed and he writhed on top of Lex, helpless in the hands of his lover. “Possible?” he gasped.
“That you love me,” Lex’s grip tightened, “As much as I love you.”
“I do,” Clark moaned bucking into his hand.
“How much?”
Clark groaned, trying to focus on Lex’s words, the breathy whispers next to his ear and not surrender himself completely to the heated pleasure at his groin. “More than life.”
“Not enough,” Lex breathed.
“More than anything, Lex,” Clark gasped, lifting his head to stare down at his lover as he increased the pace of his thrusts. “I belong to you… oh!” Lex's grip tightened almost painfully and Clark bucked against him, body shuddering helplessly with the force of his climax.
As he lay on top of Lex, trying to recover, he realised his lover was completely still. Pulling back a little worriedly, Clark was reassured by the blissful expression Lex was directing at him.
Lex’s grin turned slightly predatory. “Mine,” he growled. Clark felt his face heat up and he grinned.
“Yours.” Clark settled himself comfortably back on top of Lex, snuggling close and burying his face in the soft skin of his lover’s neck. “Love you,” he mumbled.
“Love you too,” Lex whispered.
@>*~
“Hey Clark, you up here? What the fuck?”
Lex pried his eyes open and grimaced at his stiff neck and back. Turning his head, Lex met Pete’s startled eyes and barely held back a smirk. Touching his lover’s hair, he tugged gently.
“Hey sleepy head, you have a visitor.”
“Mmph,” Clark replied.
“Come on, love, you slept on me all night and you’re not light,” Lex pushed at Clark gently.
Clark made a grumbling noise and lifted his head. “Meanie,” he chuckled, before giving Lex a breathtaking kiss.
“Uh, Clark?”
“Hmm?” Clark finally noticed Pete’s presence, “Oh, hey Pete.” Lex grinned at the attractive blush rising on Clark’s cheeks. Clark cleared his throat and shifted off the couch, helping Lex upright.
Lex grimaced slightly at the discomfort, both from having slept underneath Clark on a couch all night and from the stickiness in his shorts. He twisted slightly, grunting quietly.
“You okay, Lex?” Clark asked, rubbing his back gently.
“Clark, what the fuck?!” Pete repeated.
“Sorry, Pete, I didn’t mean for you to find out this way,” Clark started with a rueful smile.
“Find out what? That you got yourself a rich sugar daddy,” Pete sneered.
Lex stiffened, automatically reaching out for Clark as his lover’s expression turned from happy to shocked to pained, then finally angry.
“Actually, Pete, I was going to tell you that I’m gay, and then I was going to tell you that I am in love with and dating Lex,” Clark said quietly.
Sitting forward, Lex stared at Clark’s young friend. He knew Pete had a problem with him, but he wasn’t sure if it was just the fact that Clark was with him, or whether it was because Clark was gay too.
Pete shook his head and snorted. “In love,” he spat, “You sick fuck. And you,” Pete turned to Lex, “You are the sickest fuck around except for maybe your father.”
“Pete!” Clark exclaimed, starting towards his friend.
“Don’t you touch me,” Pete backed away, then turned and ran.
Lex stood up slowly, heart breaking a little at the wide eyed, frozen look on Clark’s face. “Clark,” he started quietly, “I’m so sorry.” Lex frowned in distress, maybe being open hadn’t been such a good idea.
“Stop right there.”
“Huh?” Lex looked up again. Clark’s eyes were shining, but his lover strode up to him and gently took his chin.
“Even if you hadn’t returned my feelings, I’d still be gay, I’d still have told Pete and he,” Clark swallowed, “He would still have walked out.”
Lex sighed and wrapped his arms round Clark’s shoulders, gently pulling his head onto his shoulder. “I’m still sorry.”
“I know,” Clark whispered, “Me too.”
Lex held tight as Clark cried almost silently, his body jerking slightly, with his hitching breath.
Part 6
“Hey… Clark?”
Lex looked up at Chloe and glanced at the couch, silently inviting her to sit down until Clark had gathered himself. Staring suspiciously at them, she complied, perching on the edge and continuing to watch them.
But Lex wasn’t concerned with her at that moment, he was concerned with his lover, and how his so called friend had just betrayed him. He smoothed his hands through Clark’s hair and dropped gentle kisses on his temple, not speaking, just letting Clark get it all out.
Clark lifted his head and stared down at him, Lex smiled sadly as his dark lover slipped his hands up to his scalp and rested his forehead against his.
“I love you, Lex, okay? If he was really my friend, he’d accept that, I, I just wish he had,” Clark whispered.
Lex wanted to close his eyes. He actually couldn’t bear to see the pain in Clark’s eyes, especially not so soon after their happy discovery of each others’ feelings. And he knew how it felt, to lose someone you thought you knew, that you trusted completely and without question.
“Pete?” Chloe asked tentatively.
Clark started and finally looked away, Lex almost felt like he could breathe again, now he wasn’t pinned under that intensely hurt green gaze. Clark stared at his friend and laughed bitterly.
“Pete made his feelings perfectly clear, Chlo’,” Clark sighed. Lex put his hand gently in the small of his lover’s back, trying to soothe and support.
“It was a shock I’m sure, Clark, once you give him a little time…”
“He called me a sick fuck, Chloe!” Clark exclaimed angrily, interrupting her.
“Oh,” she breathed in shock, looking to him for confirmation. Lex nodded curtly and pressed his hand harder against his lover’s back. He really needed to get Clark alone, and get out of his disgustingly crusty underwear too.
“Chloe, Clark and I need to wash up, and explain to his parents why I’m still here,” Lex winced at Clark’s muttered expletive, “Would you mind waiting for us?”
“Uh, no, sure, I’ll wait, get started on the assignment… or, you know, I could go,” she paused awkwardly and Lex smiled ruefully in sympathy.
“No, stay, Chloe,” Clark asked quietly, “We won’t be long.” Taking his hand, Clark led Lex back towards the house.
“Clark, what do you want to tell your parents?” Lex asked quietly as they crossed the yard.
“That we fell asleep,” Clark answered shortly. Lex sighed and squeezed his hand tighter.
“Morning, boys,” Martha Kent greeted them without turning and Lex grimaced. Evidently, the Kents already knew he’d stayed over.
“Um, sorry about last night, Mom,” Clark scratched his head awkwardly, “We kinda fell asleep.”
“So I saw,” she turned finally and Lex could see she was hiding a small smile, “In fact, Lex, it’s a pleasant surprise to see you’re still alive, Clark is pretty heavy.”
To his annoyance, Lex could feel himself starting to flush. “Um, well, I find it comforting, actually, Missus K…”
“Martha,” she corrected him.
“Martha,” Lex nodded, then smiled when he saw Clark’s face. It was the first time he’d smiled since Pete’s visit, it just touched his eyes, making them a little lighter. “Come on, Clark,” he continued quietly, “You need to get cleaned up, and so do I for that matter.”
“Do you want me to run to the castle and get you some clothes?” Clark asked quietly. “You will stay, won’t you?” The last almost pleading.
“Of course I will,” Lex reached up to stroke his cheek.
“Has something… happened?” Martha asked perceptively.
“Pete, uh, Pete doesn’t think much of my choice of partner,” Clark sniffed slightly, smiling tightly.
“Oh honey,” she said softly, “I’m so sorry.” She hugged him tightly, Lex stepping back to give her room. He watched a little regretfully. Times like this made him wish his own mother was still alive, he just knew she’d love Clark. He sighed and found himself pulled into the hug by both Kents.
Lex stiffened momentarily, then relaxed against Clark’s body. “Clark,” he whispered quietly. Martha stepped back and let Clark kiss him hard. Lex pulled back after a moment, “Yes.”
Clark looked confused, “Huh?”
Grinning, Lex gave him a quick kiss, “Yes, please would you get me some clothes.”
“Oh, oh right,” Clark shook his head, smiling ruefully. “I’ll be right back. You don’t mind if Lex takes a shower here, do you, Mom?”
“Uh, no, I guess not,” Martha glanced at him a little speculatively and Lex stared back, trying not to use his boardroom ‘don’t question me’ face and going for sincere. Clark snorted at him, and slapped his back lightly. Then he was gone.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that,” Martha sighed.
Lex was surprised, “Really?”
“The speed really developed over the last year or so, he was always fast, but not like that,” she explained.
“Oh, I see,” Lex bit his lip thoughtfully, “Cool. He’s reaching maturity then, I guess.”
“Physical, yes,” she said quietly. Lex looked at her sharply.
“You don’t think he’s mature enough to make a decision about his life like this, is that what you’re saying?” he asked carefully.
“I, no, just, please, he’s going to need you a lot, especially if people he cares about react badly, like Pete,” Martha looked away and sighed heavily.
“I know,” Lex replied, “I love him, Martha, and I’m here for him.”
“I should hope so.” Arms wrapped round his waist and Lex leaned back into the warm embrace.
“That was quick!” Lex exclaimed in surprise.
“Yeah,” Clark chuckled into his neck, “But then I know where everything is, don’t I?” Lex smirked when Clark tensed as he suddenly remembered his mother’s presence. “Uh, yeah, anyway, c’mon Lex, let’s go shower.”
“Separately, please,” Martha called out after them.
“Mo-om!” Clark sounded flustered and embarrassed and Lex laughed.
In Clark’s room, Lex sat down on the bed and Clark flopped next to him. Turning onto his side, Lex propped himself up on one elbow. “What is it, leman?”
Clark stared him, frowning in confusion, “Leman?”
Lex flushed, the endearment had slipped out without him even realising. “It’s uh, it’s a very old term, for beloved. My mother used to call me it.”
“Oh,” Clark smiled and leaned in, kissing him gently, “I like it. I love you.”
Lex kissed him back and Clark clung to him, suddenly frantic. Pulling away gently, Lex repeated his question, “What is it?”
“I need you,” Clark whispered, “I want you. Lex, can we go to yours later and make love?”
Lex closed his eyes and took a deep breath, “Oh God, of course, Clark.”
“I want you… in me.”
Sucking in a breath, Lex lifted his head, almost smiling at the vivid flush on his young lover’s cheeks. “Are you sure, leman?”
“Yeah,” Clark smiled.
“God, I love you, Clark,” Lex whispered and leaned in to gently caress soft, red lips with his own. The still unfamiliar heat of Clark’s mouth beckoned him to explore, so he indulged himself, tasting, licking as Clark’s hands started to wander over him.
It was with great difficulty that they pulled apart, and Clark sighed regretfully. Lex chuckled, “Come on, you must be feeling just as disgusting as I am right now.”
“Yeah, I guess,” Clark grinned at him, “I just wish we could share the shower.”
Lex bit hard on his lip, “I know, me too.” He shook himself, “Come on, Chloe’s still waiting.” At Clark’s expression, Lex chuckled again. “Why don’t you go first and use your speed, and I’ll follow you at a more leisurely pace.”
“Okay, cool,” Clark nodded and kissed him again. “See you in a sec.”
“I have no doubt,” Lex laughed.
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