Surveys
Sequel/Series: no
Pairing: Clark/Lex
Rating: NC-17
Category: romance
Archive: list archive
Notes: idea borrowed from Christine and my Xena fic ‘It’s All Aphrodite’s Fault’
Warnings: nah
Disclaimer: not mine
Summary: Chloe does a school project that has consequences
Always for Christine
Lex opened the letter with a small frown. The postmark was local and he didn’t recognise the handwriting. He pulled out two sheets of paper and a prepaid envelope and sat down to read the covering letter.
‘To whom it may concern,
Hi, I’m Chloe Sullivan and I’m doing a project in school, hopefully, you can help. I’m interested in whether people reveal more than they would normally, filling in a written survey. So, if you wouldn’t mind filling in the attached survey and returning it to me, I would greatly appreciate it. All surveys will be treated with the strictest of confidentiality and no names will ever be revealed.
Yours faithfully
Chloe Sullivan’
Lex snorted when he looked at the paper attached to the letter. Survey indeed, what nonsense.
@>*~
A couple of hours later, Lex was bored out of his mind and his gaze fell on the survey again. What the hell. Lex picked up a pen and started to fill it in, honestly, it wasn’t like he’d actually send it after all.
Once finished, Lex sighed and shook his head. He really was pathetic. Casually, he flung the survey and the envelope to one side, dismissing the matter from his mind to concentrate on work.
@>*~
Clark chewed on the end of his pen thoughtfully. It was a good thing Chloe knew about his feelings for Lex, or he’d have to lie *again*. He really hated lying.
Finishing his survey quickly, he stuffed it in his notepad to give to Chloe at school the next day.
@>*~
“Hey, Clark, need a lift?”
Clark looked round, grinning when he caught sight of his best friend lounging against a sleek, black Ferrari. “Hey, Lex, yeah, that’d be great, thanks.”
Lex smiled, “No problem.” He waited for Clark to say something to Pete, then wave goodbye. “No Chloe?” he asked, getting in the driver’s side.
“Nah, she was ill today,” Clark slid into the car beside him, glancing at his best friend to surreptitiously admire his slim form encased in tight slacks and a clinging sweater.
“Nothing serious, I hope,” Lex inquired.
“Don’t think so, just a bug,” Clark replied.
Lex nodded. “Can you do anything today, or are you still grounded?”
Clark sighed, his father had grounded him indefinitely after finding out how much of his delivery time he was spending at Lex’s. Of course, he hadn’t told Lex the complete truth about that, he didn’t want to hurt the older man’s feelings. “Yeah, he’s being completely unreasonable.”
“Well, at least he cares about you, Clark,” Lex said quietly.
Clark flushed, feeling bad that he’d reminded Lex of his father and their somewhat less than happy relationship. “Yeah, sorry.”
Lex laughed lightly and shook his head, “It’s okay, Clark, really.” The dark haired boy’s compassion never failed to amaze him, touch his heart.
Clark sighed and looked away.
“Clark?” Lex frowned in confusion.
“I just hate that he hurts you, Lex,” Clark whispered, a little embarrassed. He focused on looking out the window and not blushing.
Lex’s grip tightened on the steering wheel, love and an absurd urge to ask Clark to hold him, almost overwhelming him. “It nice to know that you care, Clark.”
“Of course I do!” Clark said vehemently, then he flushed again, resisting the impulse to reach out and prove just how much, “Of course I care about you, you’re my best friend.”
Lex carefully watched the road, staying silent for a moment until he was sure his voice wouldn’t betray him. “Thanks Clark, you’re my best friend too, and I care about you, I want you to know that.”
Clark smiled, “I know.”
Lex arched an eyebrow, “Oh really?” he smirked.
“Yup,” Clark grinned at him.
“Shall I drop you here rather than risk your father’s wrath?” Lex pulled up at the end of the Kent driveway.
Clark laughed, “Probably safer for us both if I get out here.” He bent down to retrieve his book and rucksack. “Damn.”
“What?” Lex looked down.
“My notebook is stuck, oh wait, I got it,” Clark sat up, cheeks lightly flushed and Lex bit the inside of his cheek hard to maintain control.
“See you this weekend then?” he asked quickly.
“Yeah, bye, Lex,” Clark smiled and shut the car door.
Lex waved and sped off.
@>*~
Lex spotted the sheet of paper as he parked. It was wedged under the other chair and he reached over curiously to pull it out. A quick glance showed him it was Clark’s answers for Chloe’s survey and he folded it quickly, not wanting to invade his friend’s privacy. He slipped it into his pocket and headed for his office.
Thinking of the survey reminded him of his own, he’d been meaning to shred it. Lex checked over his desk, determining not to panic when he couldn’t find it. Sitting down, he pressed a button.
“Lydia?”
“Yes, Mr Luthor.”
“Did you send any post out yesterday?” he bit his lip in anticipation.
“Just one local letter, sir, you had it on an envelope ready to go.”
“Thanks, Lydia.” Lex pressed the button again and squeezed his eyes shut. “Shit! Shit, shit, shit, shit, *shit*!” Getting out of the chair, Lex started to pace. What the hell was he going to do? Chloe probably already had the damn thing.
The only thing he could do was go over there and ask for it back, and pray that she hadn’t read it yet. Lex grabbed his coat.
@>*~
Oh no. Clark flipped through his notebook again. No, the survey was definitely gone. Oh God, Lex’s car! Oh God, oh God, what the hell was he going to do?
The phone ringing started him out of his panic and he picked it up.
“Hello?”
“Clark?”
“Yeah, hi Chloe.”
“Come round now.”
“What?”
“Now, Kent, move it!”
The tone rang in his ear and he stared at the handset in surprise. She hadn’t sounded angry or anything, more excited and as if she knew something important that she just had to share.
He’d have to worry about his survey later. He could always sneak over to Lex’s and check the car, it had probably gotten stuck under the chair. If he was lucky, Lex wouldn’t even have noticed.
@>*~
Lex had pulled up a bit down the lane from the Sullivan’s house and was just in time to see Clark jog up the steps and go inside.
Lex groaned, oh fuck, just perfect. Now Chloe was going have power over him *and* he was going to lose his best friend, only friend, his heart and soul. Lex rolled his eyes at himself, until he remembered that his mother had told him that the one you loved was your heart and soul and your best friend.
Sitting back in the car, he pulled out the piece of paper in his pocket and unfolded it. Lex didn’t really want to read any moonings over Lana, but just maybe there’d be something in there about him, something he could remember and hold in his mind after he became a lonely, spoiled brat again.
Survey
NAME: Clark
SEX: yeah, yeah, male
AGE: 16
HOME: Smallville, Kansas
HEIGHT: 6’4” I think, I’m still growing
EYES: blue-green
HAIR: pretty much black
FAVORITE SMELL: Um, well, um… Lex, after a workout
Lex blinked, what?
WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD: Lying to my friends, especially Lex
Lex clenched his jaw, he knew Clark lied to him and it hurt him.
BEST FEELING IN THE WORLD: Spending time with Lex
A small smile lit Lex’s face.
WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THOUGHT OF WHEN YOU WOKE UP THIS MORNING? Chloe! I’m not answering that!
FAVORITE FOODS: chocolate
THINGS TO DO ON THE WEEKENDS: usually work, but sometimes I get to spend more time with Lex
DO YOU GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS? Oh yeah, they’re great, except my dad has this thing about Lex
Lex snorted.
DO YOU SLEEP WITH STUFFED ANIMALS? Chloe! No!
IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY KIND OF PET, WHAT WOULD IT BE? A dog would be cool
IF YOU COULD BE ANY TYPE OF ANIMAL WHAT WOULD YOU BE? Oh, um, gee, I dunno
IF YOU COULD MEET ANYONE DEAD OR ALIVE, WHO WOULD IT BE? Lex’s Mom, I bet she was nice
Blinking rapidly, Lex tried to hold back tears, touched by the sweetness of the boy he loved.
WHAT IS YOUR SIGN? I don’t know for sure
GUYS-IF A GIRL ASKED FOR THE SHIRT OFF YOUR BACK, WOULD YOU GIVE IT TO HER? sure
GIRLS-WOULD YOU EVER ASK A GUY FOR HIS SHIRT? n/a
WHAT IS YOUR OCCUPATION? I’m in high school
IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB YOU WANTED, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Astronomer, maybe journalist
IF YOU COULD MAKE YOUR HAIR ANY COLOR, WHAT WOULD IT BE? I kinda like red
Lex raised an eyebrow, Clark with red hair? He tilted his head thoughtfully, well maybe a dark shade.
WHAT IS ON YOUR WALLS IN YOUR ROOM? Posters, a picture of me, Chloe and Pete, a picture of me and Lex
He does? Where did he get a picture of the two of us? Why haven’t I got a copy?
IS THE CUP HALF EMPTY OR HALF FULL? Oh half full, for sure
ARE YOU A RIGHTY, LEFTY OR AMBIDEXTROUS? righty
WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED? Dust bunnies from hell
IF YOU WERE SOMEONE ELSE, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOURSELF? Uh, I guess?
WHO ARE YOU ENVIOUS OF? Anyone normal
WHAT WAS THE BEST CHRISTMAS GIFT YOU EVER RECEIVED? My telescope
WHAT WAS THE WORST CHRISTMAS GIFT YOU EVER RECEIVED? Socks from my aunt
NAME ONE PERSON YOU WOULD CALL A FRIEND: Lex
NAME ONE PERSON YOU WOULD CALL AN ENEMY: Lex’s dad
Oh Clark. Lex laughed quietly, my hero.
DO YOU LIKE GUYS, GIRLS OR BOTH? Well, uh both, I guess
What?!
ARE YOU A VIRGIN? Chloe!!
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN LOVE? Yes
DESCRIBE YOUR DREAM WEDDING. Uh I think I’m a little young to be thinking about marriage, but, well, I’m guessing it would be in Hawaii at least
Hawaii?
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEXUAL POSITION? Geez Chloe
WHO IS THE ONE PERSON YOU WOULD LIKE TO TAKE TO BED? Lex
Oh God.
WHY? He’s sexy, beautiful, I love him
Oh my dear God!
NAME SOMEONE YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON: I used to have a crush on Lana, but now, it’s pretty much just Lex
Jesus, Jesus! What do I do? Oh fuck, what do I do?
DOES THIS PERSON KNOW? God no, are you insane?
SAY ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU. Chloe you are one of my best friends and the only one I could confide in about Lex, thank you.
The paper fell from nerveless fingers and Lex struggled to breathe. Not even really aware of what he was doing, Lex leapt out of his car and ran towards the Sullivan’s.
@>*~
“Hey, Chloe, how you feeling?” Clark grinned at his friend who was perched on her bed.
“Oh you know, good,” she smiled secretively.
“Okay, Chloe, give, what’s got you so excited that you order me over?” Clark asked raising an eyebrow. She thrust a piece of paper at him and he glanced at it curiously. Then his eyes widened in shock, “This is Lex’s survey?”
Chloe nodded.
“He actually filled it out?”
She nodded again and smirked.
“But I can’t read it, it’s private.”
“Clark, read it!” Chloe’s tone brooked no argument.
“Okay, okay,” Clark sighed and started to read.
Survey
NAME: Lex
SEX: while I’m tempted to say yes please, I’ll refrain, male
Clark chuckled.
AGE: 21
HOME: the most ridiculously out of place building you ever saw
HEIGHT: 6’
EYES: blue-grey
HAIR: well, it was red, I think no hair is definitely a better look
Clark nodded, before he caught himself and rolled his eyes.
FAVORITE SMELL: Clark
Huh?
WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD: anything to do with my fucking father
Frowning, Clark sighed.
BEST FEELING IN THE WORLD: anything to do with Clark
Wow. Clark grinned.
WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THOUGHT OF WHEN YOU WOKE UP THIS MORNING? I’m still here then
Clark winced a little, Lex could be quite broody sometimes, Clark hated that he couldn’t keep the bad things out of Lex’s life.
FAVORITE FOODS: chicken, caviar, brownies
THINGS TO DO ON THE WEEKENDS: work, hope Clark visits, hope my father doesn’t… fuck, when did my life get so pathetic?
Clark blinked.
DO YOU GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS? My mother was a beautiful person, I loved her dearly. I don’t need to talk about my father
DO YOU SLEEP WITH STUFFED ANIMALS? no
IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY KIND OF PET, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Something in the line of a certain blond jock I think
Chloe handed Clark a glass of water when he started to choke.
IF YOU COULD BE ANY TYPE OF ANIMAL WHAT WOULD YOU BE? Hmm, interesting, a lion I think
IF YOU COULD MEET ANYONE DEAD OR ALIVE, WHO WOULD IT BE? My mother
WHAT IS YOUR SIGN?
GUYS-IF A GIRL ASKED FOR THE SHIRT OFF YOUR BACK, WOULD YOU GIVE IT TO HER? It would depend on the situation
GIRLS-WOULD YOU EVER ASK A GUY FOR HIS SHIRT? it has been known
Huh?!
WHAT IS YOUR OCCUPATION? family business
IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB YOU WANTED, WHAT WOULD IT BE? scientist
IF YOU COULD MAKE YOUR HAIR ANY COLOR, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Anything but red
WHAT IS ON YOUR WALLS IN YOUR ROOM? Mahogany panelling
IS THE CUP HALF EMPTY OR HALF FULL? Oh please
ARE YOU A RIGHTY, LEFTY OR AMBIDEXTROUS? lefty
WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED? That could take a while, let’s just say toys, shall we?
Clark felt his cheeks heat up slightly.
IF YOU WERE SOMEONE ELSE, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOURSELF? I don’t know, depends what kind of someone else I was
WHO ARE YOU ENVIOUS OF? Lana
Oh Lex, really?
WHAT WAS THE BEST CHRISTMAS GIFT YOU EVER RECEIVED? My watch
WHAT WAS THE WORST CHRISTMAS GIFT YOU EVER RECEIVED? My mother’s death
NAME ONE PERSON YOU WOULD CALL A FRIEND: Clark
A soft smile spread across Clark’s face.
NAME ONE PERSON YOU WOULD CALL AN ENEMY: my father
DO YOU LIKE GUYS, GIRLS OR BOTH? Both
Oh?
ARE YOU A VIRGIN? Ha!
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN LOVE? Yes, funny really, didn’t think it would ever happen, and of all the people, a sixteen year old farm boy
Squeezing his eyes shut, Clark tried to sit down and not pass out at the same time. Oh my God!
DESCRIBE YOUR DREAM WEDDING. Never going to happen so why bother dreaming. Okay, okay, beach wedding in Hawaii
Oh my.
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEXUAL POSITION? all
WHO IS THE ONE PERSON YOU WOULD LIKE TO TAKE TO BED? Clark
Oh my *God*!
WHY? Have you seen him? He’s just, God, he’s perfect
Flushing, Clark shook his head, perfect? Lex was the one who was perfect.
NAME SOMEONE YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON: Clark
DOES THIS PERSON KNOW? Hell no!
SAY ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU. I’m not giving this to her but what the hell, she’s a good friend to Clark and she’s intelligent, I like her.
“Oh Jesus, Chloe, what do I do?” Clark stammered.
Chloe smiled gently, “Go find him, doofus.” She cuffed the back of his head gently.
“Thanks, Chloe,” Clark leaned over and kissed her cheek.
“You’re welcome,” she grinned up at him.
Clark rushed down the stairs and out of the door and straight into Lex. They went flying and Clark somehow tugged Lex against his body and rolled so he took the brunt of the fall.
Panting, Lex lifted his head and opened his mouth to speak. Clark leaned up without thinking and kissed him. Lex’s mouth was invaded by Clark’s tongue and he promptly forgot whatever it was he was going to say. When one large hand wrapped round his neck and the other wrapped round his waist, Lex whimpered, and that sound coming from his throat, shocked his brain back into life. He wrenched his mouth away with a gasp.
“Clark,” he started, staring down at the slightly nervous looking teen, “As amazing as that was, we are *not* making out in the Sullivan’s driveway.”
Clark breathed a sigh of relief ad grinned at the sight of a flushed and slightly shocked looking Lex Luthor. “Where do you want to make out then?”
Lex groaned and pushed himself up. He wasn’t sure he was going to survive going anywhere with Clark looking at him like *that*. “Mine, now!”
Clark nodded and followed Lex to his car eagerly, trying not to touch in case the urge to kiss Lex overwhelmed him again. His self control was reaching its limit and, rather smugly, he could see Lex wasn’t much better off.
Once in the car, Lex sped home as fast as he safely could. “I take it Chloe showed you my survey then?” Lex asked, hoping small talk would prevent him from giving into the insane desire to stop, drag Clark into the fields and ravish the boy.
Clark smiled dreamily, “Yeah. I can’t believe you filled it out.”
Lex snorted, “Well I wasn’t going to send it to her. You know, I should sue her for breach of confidentiality.”
“Lex,” Clark shook his head and chuckled.
Lex glanced at him and grinned, “Well, maybe not, I can hardly complain about the results, can I?”
Flushing, Clark ducked his head. Then he bent down to look under the seat.
“Looking for this?”
Clark raised his head to see Lex holding a sheet of paper. “Oh,” he said quietly, “You read it then?”
Lex nodded. “I wasn’t going to, but when I saw you at Chloe’s, I thought…” he paused and then swallowed, “I thought I might be losing my best friend, I just wanted to see, you know?”
“You’ll never lose me, Lex,” Clark whispered.
Lex smiled, a little tightly, because he was damned if he was going to get weepy. He was too happy… and horny. God, where was his driveway?
Clark couldn’t help grinning at Lex, he seemed so agitated, which actually settled his own nerves somewhat, until he saw the castle.
Finally, and not soon enough as far as Lex was concerned, they pulled up outside the castle. Lex got out of the car, then stopped and looked back. Clark hadn’t moved. He walked round to the passenger side and opened the door.
“Clark?”
Clark looked up and smiled nervously, “Right, inside.”
Lex nodded and held out his hand. Clark took it and got out of the car, following his friend as he tried to calm his fluttering stomach and pounding heart. Lex led Clark into one of the sitting rooms, aware of the tension in the younger man’s body.
Sitting down, he clasped Clark’s hand between both of his. His beautiful farm boy was staring up at him through long lashes and Lex smiled, wondering how Clark could look so sweet and innocent and sexy all at the same time.
“Clark, I just want you to know, the survey was completely honest because no one was supposed to see it,” Lex said quietly.
Clark smiled back, Lex always seemed to know what to say to make him feel comfortable, good.
“We don’t have to do anything, but I would really like to kiss you again, properly,” Lex continued.
Clark pulled Lex forward with his trapped hand and leaned in. “I’d really like that,” he whispered, breath hitching a little with anticipation. Lex leaned closer and just as Clark moved, they bumped noses. Clark flushed and Lex grinned as they both moved at the same time and bumped noses again.
Letting go of his hand, Lex clasped Clark’s face gently and held it still, moving in to softly brush his lips over his friend’s. Clark sighed, pressing closer, lips parting. Lex’s tongue slipped between them to gently explore, until Clark felt breathless and his erection was straining uncomfortably against his zipper.
Lex shifted closer, Clark tasted sweet, the warmth of his mouth addictive. His hands slipped back into thick hair and he stroked the younger man’s tongue with his own, encouraging him to join in more.
He was surprised by Clark suddenly gripping his hips and lifting him effortlessly onto his lap. They sank back into the couch, Clark’s cock pressing hard into his hip. Lex pulled back.
“Clark?” he breathed.
“I want…” Clark licked his lips, tasting Lex on them, “I want to do more.”
“How much more?” Lex asked, he didn’t want to pressure his lover, no matter how much he wanted the boy.
Swallowing hard, Clark looked down, feeling the flush starting, “Everything more.”
Lex’s groin tightened and he pushed back, getting to his feet. He held out his hand again and Clark took it, following his lover out of the room and up the stairs to his bedroom.
Clark stared at the large bed and swallowed again. He really, really wanted this, but he didn’t have the first clue what he was doing. He stared pleadingly at Lex.
Lex stepped right up to Clark and smiled, cupping his cheek to draw him down into another kiss, using his tongue a little more forcefully. He slipped his hands down to Clark’s waist and tugged his t-shirt out of his pants so he could feel warm, smooth skin.
Clark shivered, hands skittering up and down Lex’s back, then Lex pulled away and he blinked in confusion.
“Do you really think I’m beautiful?” Lex asked quietly.
“Yes,” Clark whispered, flushing again.
“Would you like to see more?”
“Oh… yes, please,” Clark gasped, eager but still nervous. He watched Lex slowly strip, pale, hairless skin revealed inch by inch. His jeans felt like they were going to give way under his straining cock and he pressed a hand against his groin to relieve the pressure a little.
Lex watched Clark watching him, revelling in the pure lust and desire, untainted by any ulterior motive, in Clark’s eyes. When Clark touched himself, the simple gesture made his own cock jump with need.
Lex was naked, Lex was… “God, you’re so beautiful,” Clark whispered, reaching out to touch the firm muscles of Lex’s chest, trailing his fingers down to his stomach. It fluttered slightly under his touch, so he stroked a little firmer. Glancing at his lover for permission, Clark let his fingers wander lower.
Lex nodded, hissing when Clark hesitantly wrapped his hand round his cock. Clark pressed his thumb to the underside of the head and stroked firmly. Moaning quietly, Lex put his hands on the taller man’s shoulders to steady himself. His lover’s simple, uncertain touch was better than anything he’d experienced before.
Clark bent his head and took Lex’s parted lips in a hard kiss, he wanted Lex so badly now, needed him now. He lifted his head again, surprised by the glazed look in Lex’s eyes. His head was tilted back and the slim column of his neck was too tempting not to taste, so Clark bent down again, biting and sucking gently on pale, smooth skin.
“God,” Lex moaned, arching up closer, “Clark, God, please.” Tension was building in the pit of his stomach, Clark’s teeth nibbling at his neck sent shivers down his spine. He urgently needed Clark naked and on the bed.
Clark sucked for a moment more until he was satisfied with the mark he’d left. It made him feel good to see it, like Lex belonged to him. His lover was breathing hard, rocking into his fist, hands gripping his shoulders tightly. The sight made his mouth go dry and he pulled away, starting to tug at his clothes.
At last, Lex sighed, tanned skin and hard muscles were being steadily revealed. God, everything about the boy was just gorgeous, especially his cock, beautifully aroused and all his.
Lex leered at him and Clark flushed, trying to resist the urge to cover himself up.
“Come on,” Lex said gently, holding out his hand once more. Clark took it, letting his lover pull him onto the bed. He lay on his back and Lex knelt between his legs, hands slowly stroking his thighs. Clark shifted under his touch, he was so close from so little contact, Lex’s fingers almost burned into his skin.
“Please, Lex,” Clark gasped. Lex braced his hands on Clark’s hips and leaned down, lapping the length of his young lover’s shaft. “Jesus!” Clark’s back arched and he shuddered at the slick, hot wetness that enveloped his cock.
Lex moaned and Clark’s hips jerked up, he swallowed as Clark screamed out his name.
His eyes rolled back in his head and Clark thought he might even have passed out for a moment. Lex’s touch returned to his thighs, then up his stomach and chest. Opening his eyes, he realised Lex was leaning over him, smiling.
“Lex,” he breathed, reaching up to draw his lover down on top of him for a kiss, tasting himself over the taste of Lex.
“Mmm,” Lex smiled into the kiss, delving deeply into Clark’s mouth.
“Lex,” Clark whispered, “Can we… will you…”
“Are you sure?” Lex asked quietly.
“Please, Lex, I am really sure, I want you, I love you,” Clark said firmly.
Lex shut his eyes and took a deep breath, it was the first time Clark had actually said the words. “I love you too, Clark,” Lex kissed him again.
“Then make love to me,” Clark smiled. Lex nodded and pushed himself up again, to dig out some lube. He arranged his young lover’s legs and settled between them.
“Okay?” he whispered, looking up at Clark, who nodded, eyes wide with anticipation and love.
Clark gasped in surprise and, oh wow, he’d never expected, oh… Lex’s tongue slithered wetly over his asshole. His head flopped back and he spread his legs wider. “Lex,” he gasped.
Lex pressed deeper, almost grinning as Clark squirmed under him. His lover tasted good and he fucked him slowly and wetly with his tongue, opening him up. Clark moaned and Lex pulled back, replacing his tongue with his already slick fingers.
Clark arched up into the touch, as Lex’s fingertips brushed over something deep inside him that sent jolts of pleasure through his whole system, “God, Lex, please, please,” he begged.
Lex slipped on a condom and stroked on some more lube before he settled himself back down between Clark’s widely spread legs. He placed his cock at the entrance to Clark’s body and pushed in slowly.
Clark panted a little at the stretch but it didn’t hurt him, it felt weird but kind of good. He felt full, complete, part of Lex, it was amazing. “Oh God, more, Lex,” he gasped.
Lex blinked at how easily Clark was taking him in and thrust into the velvet heat a little faster and harder. Clark spasmed and he froze.
“Don’t stop,” Clark moaned, Lex’s cock pressed against his prostate and Clark pulled at his lover’s hips hard until he was all the way inside him.
“Clark, Jesus!” Lex yelped, half panicked, half on the verge of coming, “Are you okay?”
“Yes, need you,” Clark panted out, “Please, move.”
Lex nodded, speechless, and pulled back slowly, then thrust back into the welcoming body of his lover, which almost seemed to clutch at him, as if trying to pull him deeper. Clark rocked into him, hands everywhere, seemingly all at once. There was no way he could last long.
Lex plunged deeper, harder and faster, arms straining, sweat trickling down his spine. Clark panted below him, writhing beautifully, eyes glazed, face flushed. Lex groaned and dropped down on top of his lover, pushing deep one last time as he came. Clark held him tightly, riding out the shudders of Lex’s body.
Lex was rubbing his cheek against his chest, Clark grinned, he was murmuring and it almost sounded like purring. “You snuggle.”
“I do not snuggle,” Lex snorted, barely even registering what he was doing. He was comfortable and warm, that was all. Lex frowned when Clark started to chuckle.
“Lex, you’re snuggling like some big cat,” Clark lifted his head to kiss Lex’s bald scalp, “Big, hairless cat.”
“What, like a Sphynx cat?” Lex lifted his head and rested his chin on Clark’s chest.
“You mean there are actually hairless cats?” Clark raised an eyebrow.
“Mmm hmm.”
“Cool, can I call you Sphynx?”
Lex closed his eyes and sighed, “Do you have to?”
“No, but it would be nice to have a secret nickname for you,” Clark grinned.
“Do I get to give you one?” Lex chuckled, giving in easily under the force of Clark’s sweet enthusiasm.
“You already call me farm boy,” Clark pointed out.
“It’s hardly a secret though is it?” Lex retorted. “No, I need something equally stupid.”
“Hey!” Clark poked him in the ribs and Lex smirked at him. Clark rolled his eyes and grinned.
“Got it,” Lex laughed, “I’m going to call you Cheekbones.”
Clark frowned, “Huh? Why?”
“Because I like them,” Lex shrugged. Clark flushed. “Especially, when you do that,” Lex chuckled. He stroked his lover’s reddened cheeks and leaned up for a kiss. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Clark grinned, “Sphynx.”
Lex snorted.
fin
A/N The use of Cheekbones as Clark's name is in tribute to Omar ;)
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