Well Damn
Title: Well Damn
Author: Hergerbabe
Fandom: Smallville
Sequel/Series: nope
Pairing: Clark/Lex
Rating: NC-17
Category: Futurefic, PWP, fluff
Archive: list archive
Notes: From Lois’ POV
Warnings: nope
Disclaimer: not mine
Summary: Lois sees
“Well, thank you very much, Mister Luthor,” Lois smiled politely. She was anxious to leave, get the story over with. There was something about Lex Luthor that she couldn’t fathom, and that annoyed her.
“It was my pleasure, and please, call me Lex,” the bald man smiled enigmatically at her.
“Lex,” she inclined her head in acknowledgement and shook the proffered hand. She’d long ago stopped trying to flirt with the businessman when it had had absolutely no effect. Now, she was coldly polite and completely professional, which he seemed to respect, having been more open and friendly with her since.
“Mister Kent,” Luthor extended his hand towards her partner, who grinned shyly and shook it. Lois rolled her eyes at his light flush, then frowned when the billionaire’s fingers seemed to linger on Clark’s. Luthor walked to the door and held it open for them.
“Mister Kent,” the cultured voice stopped them and she turned with Clark, curious. “May I speak with you for a moment?”
Clark glanced at her and Lois shrugged, a little annoyed but otherwise uncaring. He seemed to flush a little deeper red and smiled.
“I’ll see you in the car,” Lois suggested.
“Okay, I won’t be long,” Clark replied. Luthor snorted quietly and Lois frowned again, wondering what her partner was in for. Walking away, Lois glanced back before she rounded a corner, just in time to see the smaller man grab Clark’s jacket and yank him bodily back into his office.
With a worried gasp, she turned and hurried back towards the door, only to be brought up short by an intense groan that sent a shiver down her spine.
“Lex, please, we can’t,” Clark said breathily.
“C’mon, baby,” Lex replied, “You can’t expect me to spend an hour with you and not touch you?”
“But I…” Clark started.
“I want you, please?” Luthor’s voice roughened and Lois shifted so she could see through the slightly open door. Her surprise at hearing the powerful businessman almost begging, was compounded by the vision of the bald man pressed up against her partner’s body, hands still clasping his jacket, hips rocking against Clark.
Clark’s hands gripped Luthor’s hips and his back was arched, head thrown back against the office wall. “Oh God, Lex,” Clark panted, “You know I can’t say no, damn it! Kiss me.”
Luthor smiled smugly and leaned further into Clark, their lips meeting passionately. Lois just managed to stifle a gasp and pulled the door a little further shut, just peaking through the crack. It didn’t occur to her to stop watching as her lips curved into a smug smile of her own.
Clark slid his arms round Lex’s waist and pulled him closer. Luthor wrenched his mouth away with a gasp. “I’m not coming in my pants,” he moaned.
“You’re the one who can change,” Clark grunted.
“True,” Luthor grinned at him, “Wouldn’t want to make a mess of you.”
Lois’ eyes widened as she watched one of the most powerful and rich men in the world drop to his knees in front of Clark Kent and yank his pants open. Clark’s straining cock was released from its confines, and promptly swallowed.
“Jesus, fuck!” Clark yelped, bucking against the kneeling man. One of Luthor’s hands gripped Clark’s hip, the other slid down the front of his own pants to work his cock.
Lois tried to work some moisture into her suddenly dry mouth and continued to watch in shocked awe and growing excitement.
“Harder, Lex, please,” Clark groaned as he clutched at the bobbing head. Luthor’s mouth was stretched wide around Clark’s cock, working it quickly, cheeks hollow with suction.
She heard the billionaire start to hum and he swallowed. Clark gasped out his name, hips jerking helplessly. Luthor’s knuckles turned white as he swallowed noisily. Pulling back, the bald man rested his forehead on Clark’s hip, his hand speeding up in his pants. Then he moaned and shuddered.
Lois shook her head and smirked. Well damn, what an exclusive. Luthor, billionaire businessman and politician was fucking Clark Kent, hick reporter from Nowheresville. She grinned to herself, about to walk away when Clark spoke.
“You okay?” he whispered.
“Yeah,” Lex knelt back on his heels and looked up, “I just, I missed you this morning.”
“I’m sorry, love, I had to…”
“I know, Clark, it’s okay,” Luthor gently tucked Clark back into his pants and zipped him up. Clark pulled the smaller man up and into a tight embrace, “It still throws me a little that’s all.”
“Me too,” Clark sighed.
Lois frowned, wondering what the hell they were talking about.
“Was anyone hurt?” Lex asked snuggling into Clark’s arms.
“No, thankfully,” Clark sighed. “Lex, I gotta…”
“Yeah I know,” Lex pulled back and smiled, “I’ll be home a little late, baby, but I’ll try not to be really late.”
“Okay,” Clark nodded, “I’ll make your favourite to make up for this morning.”
“You don’t have to do that,” Lex shook his head.
“I know,” Clark smiled, “But I want to, I love you.”
Lois blinked, then blinked again at the bald man’s reply.
“I love you too, Clark.”
They kissed gently and Lois backed away from the door, smiling ruefully. Well damn, so much for the exclusive. She couldn’t write about this, it wasn’t just some casual affair, they loved each other. It was just a secret she’d have to keep. With a sigh, Lois snuck away to wait for her partner in the car.
fin
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