They woke together in the morning, still wrapped in each others’ arms.
“Food,” Clark groaned, feeling his stomach rumble. Stifling a highly inappropriate giggle, Lex buried his face in Clark’s stomach and blew a raspberry. “Yow!” Clark screeched, jumping several feet off the bed. He didn’t come down again. “Um, Clark?” Lex blinked at his lover, “You… you’re floating.” “Oh fuck,” Clark gasped, “Get me down, please, get me down.” Lex stared up at Clark, “I, uh, how?” “I don’t know,” Clark whined, screwing up his face as he started to get really upset. “Okay, I’m sorry.” Lex reached up and pulled Clark back onto the bed. As soon as he let go, Clark floated back up. “Lex!” Clark whimpered. Quickly, Lex pulled Clark down again and wrapped his arms round him. “I thought this only happened when you thought about sex,” he commented, trying not to be jealous, because Lana had been the cause before. “Yeah, the one time it happened before,” Clark snarked, “Besides, I was thinking about you.” Lex looked smug, “True. Can I let go now?” “Jeez, fine, if you don’t want an excuse to hold me,” Clark huffed. “I need an excuse?” Lex asked in mock surprise. “Anyway, trust me lover, you’ll want me to hug you more after I shower and brush my teeth.” “Oh, well in that case,” Clark pulled back and shoved Lex away, relieved when he didn’t start floating again. “Get going.” “Hey,” Lex complained, “You too, Kent, move it!” Clark scrambled out of bed after his lover, who ran for the bathroom. Catching him by the shower, Clark lifted Lex into his arms and opened the shower door. He bundled his lover inside, following quickly, and switched on the water. “Ah, better,” Lex sighed, relaxing under the heat. He leaned back against the wall, sighing again when Clark started to wash him. Clark wanted to take care of his mate, especially as he could tell Lex was still very tired, and he wanted to distract them both from the whole floating thing. Once clean, they just stood under the water, holding each other until it turned cold. Then they finished up and got dressed. Clark’s stomach was rumbling audibly and they were both anxious to eat and get out of there. Even though Vincent was dead, and they both liked Marina, they still didn’t feel completely comfortable there. “Lex, Clark, good morning,” Marina greeted them warmly, “Please, sit.” This time there were two seats next to each other waiting for them. Clark glanced warily at Lucius as he sat, but the red head just nodded. “Are you still leaving us today?” Marina asked. “Yes, I have to get home,” Lex sighed, “And we have to explain things to Clark’s parents.” “Well, I’m sure bringing Clark up has made them adaptable to the unusual,” Marina commented. “Yes, about that, you knew Clark was… different, didn’t you?” Lex asked. Clark raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t realise quite how different, and I admit I still do not know, uh, what you are Clark, but yes, I knew,” Marina nodded and offered Clark an apologetic smile. “How did you know?” Clark asked returning the smile. “Your mating,” she replied, “When one of our kind mates with a human, the human partner gets a little stronger, lives a little longer. But that’s all, they certainly can’t sustain regular feeding, and I’m assuming, as I haven’t seen you go out to feed, you must be feeding from Clark.” She sighed, “But that’s not all, I’ve been watching you both. Father was so obsessed with how inferior humans are he couldn’t see the connection between you two. It’s even closer than a pack mating.” Clark smiled softly and gripped Lex’s hand. “I have a few questions, firstly, if I bite or scratch someone, will I change them?” Lex asked. Marina sat forward, looking serious. “Not unless they have Wolfbreed blood in them already, and only with a bite, scratching does nothing. Why? You feed from Clark.” “Just in case,” Lex shrugged. “Tell me more, where do we come from?” “Well, according to legend, our ancestor was Breed, a vampire who decided to travel over here a few hundred years ago, with a few companions. Apparently when they came here, there were few humans to feed from, so one day our ancestor fed off a wolf. But it was no ordinary wolf and the blood changed him. Sunlight no longer affected him, he could change shape at will. The others who were with him, wanted the same so they exchanged blood and the first pack of Wolfbreed came about,” she explained. “The main things you need to know, let’s see… almost nothing can kill you, you’re stronger and faster. You need to feed regularly, especially as you’re just turned. Your first loyalty is to your mate, even above pack.” She paused looking thoughtful, “Oh yes, you won’t change at the full moon, only when you want it, although you might find it a little hard to control for a while if you get angry.” “Thank you,” Lex said with a stunned nod. That was quite a history. He had to wonder if vampires still existed in their original form somewhere. Then a thought occurred to him. “What about garlic?” “Oh stay away from garlic, it won’t kill you, just make you sick. Family allergy,” she shrugged dismissively. Lex laughed and shook his head. After breakfast, they said their goodbyes. Marina gave Lex her phone number, then Lucius walked them to the car. “Thanks for not killing me, Kent,” Lucius held out his hand, “And I’m sorry for being a jerk.” Clark shook Lucius’ hand and grinned, “No problem.” “Cousin?” Lucius offered his hand to Lex. “I’m sure I’ll see you again,” Lex laughed and shook his cousin’s hand too. “Anytime you need us, we’re here. You’re still pack to us,” Lucius replied with a wave. As they drove out of the gates, Lex felt a weight lift from his shoulders. He still had to face the Kents, but now he was free from other worries and distractions. “Let’s go home,” he sighed. @>*~ Clark used Lex’s cell phone to ring his parents when they got to the highway. Thankfully his mother answered. “Hi Mom.” “Oh Clark,” she sighed, “Are you coming home?” “Yes, Mom, please don’t worry,” Clark tried to reassure her. “That’s a little difficult when you disappear with almost no explanation, Clark,” she said quietly. Clark sighed, “Mom, can you just try and make sure Dad is calm, Lex and I have a lot to tell you.” “Okay, honey,” Martha agreed. “See you soon.” Clark hung up the phone with a grimace. Lex reached over and gently squeezed Clark’s knee. He returned Clark’s tight smile, again hoping that his lover wouldn’t be forced to choose, to lose his parents over him. Lex felt more confident now that Clark would choose him if he had to. “It’ll be okay,” Clark muttered, “It will be okay.” “Of course it will,” Lex whispered. @>*~ They pulled up outside the Kent farm a little under an hour later, and sat in the car for a moment. “Ready?” Lex asked. “Ready,” Clark said with a nod, leaning over to quickly kiss his lover. “Let’s go.” His parents were sitting in the lounge waiting for them and Clark could see his father looked furious. He indicated to Lex to sit down and sat next to him. “So, are you going to tell us what you’ve been doing the past couple of days while we worried ourselves sick?” Jonathan started angrily. Martha reached out and gripped his arm warningly. “Dad, you're always saying I have a responsibility to use my gifts, are you telling me I should just ignore the needs of my best friend?” Clark fumed. “Clark!” Martha exclaimed worriedly, glancing at Lex. Lex smiled softly, “I know about Clark, Mrs. Kent, it’s okay.” “He knows?!” Jonathan thundered. “Clark, are you insane?” “I did what I had to, Dad,” Clark said quietly. “Sir, please believe me, I won’t tell anyone,” Lex said quietly. “Why should I believe anyone who takes my son away from me without a word?” Jonathan snapped. “If you’d let us explain, you’d understand,” Clark growled softly. Martha frowned at them and Lex squeezed Clark’s arm warningly. “Clark,” he whispered firmly, “Calm down.” “Don’t tell him what to do,” Jonathan said angrily. “It’s his right!” Clark shouted, leaping to his feet. “Besides, he wasn’t.” He ignored the shocked expressions as he paced nervously. Lex frowned, this was just making things worse and Jonathan’s hostility was making him edgy. He could feel the alpha in him screaming for him to assert his dominance. “Clark,” he said through gritted teeth as he strived for control, “Sit… please.” Clark froze, hearing the undercurrent of anger in his lover’s voice. He walked back to Lex’s side and dropped to his knees, whining quietly. Lex smiled, reaching out for his mate’s arm until Clark’s father leapt to his feet. “What the hell is going on?” Jonathan thundered. “Dad, don’t,” Clark said pleadingly, “Don’t make yourself a threat.” “What?” Jonathan exclaimed, frowning in confusion. Lex growled warningly, but brought himself forcibly back under control as Clark leaned against him. “What’s going on?” Martha asked quietly. “Last week my mother’s family decided I should be reintroduced,” Lex laughed a little bitterly, remembering the circumstances. “Turns out, I’m not human either.” “What?” Martha gasped. Jonathan stared in surprise. “Are you… what are you?” “Something called Wolfbreed,” Lex slid his fingers into Clark’s hair, needing the contact, “According to legend a cross between a vampire and a werewolf.” “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Jonathan scoffed. Clark rubbed himself against Lex’s hand to try and help keep him calm. “You’ve brought up an alien as your son, and you can’t believe this?” Lex asked, stroking Clark’s hair. “It’s true, Dad,” Clark murmured, closing his eyes blissfully under his lover’s caress. “Clark, what’s going on between you and Lex?” Martha asked quietly. “What?!” Jonathan exclaimed, staring at them. “We’re mated,” Lex replied softly, “We love each other.” “Oh no,” Jonathan shook his head, “Oh no, not you, not with my son!” “Yes, Dad,” Clark lifted his head, “We love each other, but we need each other too now. Besides, Lex needs blood to live, my blood.” “You are insane!” Jonathan gestured violently, “Telling Lex of all people just because he comes up with some wild story, pretending he needs your blood. How the hell is he getting your blood anyway?” Lex growled angrily and bared his teeth as his gums started to ache in the manner he now associated with his teeth growing and sharpening. “Like this.” He grinned maliciously when Jonathan took a step back fearfully. “If he feeds from me, he doesn’t need to hurt anyone else,” Clark said quietly, gripping Lex’s hand tightly. He whined quietly and Lex breathed out heavily, relaxing again. “Sorry, love,” Lex sighed, “But he’s not making this easy.” “I know.” Clark smiled softly. “I’m not making this easy?” Jonathan exclaimed. “No, Dad, you’re not,” Clark raised his eyebrow, “Look, Lex is an alpha pack leader and he gave up his pack for me. You are threatening our bond Dad.” He sighed, “We do love each other, you know.” “Really?” Martha asked, looking sincerely at them both. “Yeah, Mom,” Clark whispered. “Yes, very much, Mrs. Kent,” Lex replied softly. Jonathan snorted and Lex gritted his teeth angrily. “Please, Mr. Kent, I’m trying, but you really are making this hard,” he said quietly, “Whatever it is I’ve become, recognises your authority over Clark and doesn’t like it.” “You expect me to just say fine, he's yours?” Jonathan exclaimed disbelievingly. “I already am his, Dad,” Clark said, looking up at his father pleadingly, “He’s my mate, my alpha.” “Clark…” Lex frowned thoughtfully. It occurred to him that Clark seemed a lot more ‘pack’ than he should have been and Lex remembered what Marina had said about their mating. “You know Marina said my bite couldn’t change anyone who didn’t already have Wolfbreed blood in them?” “Yeah,” Clark nodded. He waited for Lex to continue, wondering what his mate could be thinking. “Do you think the wolf could have been one of Kyla’s tribe? That I could be related to them… possibly even to you?” Lex asked and then held his breath in anticipation. Clark felt his entire being just light up somehow. Since he and Lex had mated, he’d known deep down that something fundamental had changed inside him. He’d meant it when he’d told Lex he didn’t feel alone anymore, but now he really understood why. “Yes,” Clark breathed, “You’re my True One.” He stood, speeded to his room to dig out the bracelet Kyla’s grandfather had given him, and speeded back. He knelt in front of Lex and held it out to him. “This was made for you,” he whispered. “Oh Clark,” Martha gasped quietly, lifting a hand to her mouth. She grabbed Jonathan with her free hand and glared warningly at him when he started to move. He subsided reluctantly. “I don’t understand, Clark,” Lex blinked and frowned. “This is the bracelet from Kyla’s tribe, to be given to my beloved… that’s you, Lex,” Clark said with a nervous smile. “Clark,” Lex smiled back in wonder. “Please wear it,” Clark whispered. “I’d be honoured to,” Lex replied, letting his mate slip the bracelet onto his right arm. It fitted perfectly. “How many times have we got married now?” he whispered jokingly even as he sniffed. Clark smiled and leaned forward and Lex wrapped his arms round his lover, nuzzling his neck. He growled lightly and Clark just prevented himself from moaning and pressing closer. Lex sliced his teeth into Clark’s neck, only enough for a taste, but more than enough to make him shiver and he wrenched himself away. “Clark,” he groaned, trying to convey how much he needed his lover. Gasping quietly, Clark licked his lips and swallowed. “Uh, Mom, Dad, we have to be going now.” “Whoa, I don’t think so!” Jonathan moved forward again. Martha got up behind him, looking worried. “Dad!” Clark hissed, “I really don’t think you’ll want to witness what’s about to happen.” Even as he spoke, Lex was nibbling at his neck again and Clark felt his groin tighten with desire. “Oh God.” “Let them go, Jon,” Martha said quietly. Clark barely waited for his father’s nod, before picking up his mate and speeding them away. When he stopped, Clark frowned in surprise, wondering why he’d brought them to the caves. Luckily, they were empty because Lex leapt on him without hesitation, tearing at his clothes. Using a burst of speed, Clark got them both undressed and lay down. Smiling wantonly, Lex got on his hands and knees and crawled over Clark’s body, pausing occasionally to take little nips of blood at thigh, groin, hip, rib and chest before he sank his teeth into Clark’s neck. Lex moaned with pleasure, sucking the sweet, hot blood into his mouth, rocking his cock urgently against his lover. “Oh yeah,” Clark groaned, sliding his hands down to Lex’s ass, writhing under his lover. The pain that shot through his neck merely enhanced the ecstasy of feeling Lex suck on him, on his blood. Their erections slid together and Clark gasped, needing more. “Lex, please, Lex,” he begged, “Need you in me.” Growling, Lex lifted. “You do it.” Clark’s cock pulsed and he shuddered. He watched his lover watch him as he wiped blood from his neck and stroked it onto Lex’s dick, relishing the feel of silky-soft skin against his hand. “Clark,” Lex growled warningly. He didn’t want to come in Clark’s hand and he was already close. Quickly, Clark parted his legs, tugging them back. Lex pushed into him, filling him with one stroke, then pulled back, only to slam into him again. Lex continued to plunge in and out of Clark, tugging at his hips for leverage, groaning at the tight heat rippling around his cock. Grunting and moaning, Clark met every stroke, thrusting up as their bodies slapped together loudly. “Bite me,” he begged. With a snarl, Lex bit down, almost tearing a gash out of his throat. Clark arched up, howling as he came, thick ribbons of cream coating his stomach. Lapping at thick, coppery blood, Lex drove deep inside Clark’s spasming ass before he let himself go, shuddering through his climax with a low moan. “Clark,” he whispered, tipping his head back. Leaning up, Clark bit into Lex’s neck. The taste seemed to explode onto his tongue and he groaned, pulling Lex closer. Lex’s cock pulsed inside Clark and he shivered again. “Clark!” Lex gasped. Letting go, Clark let his head drop back to the ground and he panted for breath. Lex flopped bonelessly on top of his lover, grunting in satisfaction. Suddenly, they were surrounded by a white light and Clark scrambled up, holding Lex in his arms. A disembodied voice started to speak. “You have chosen a mate, my son.” “Yes,” Clark replied, “I’m not giving him up!” A low chuckle resounded round the caves. “He is of the bloodline, he is an acceptable choice.” Clark sighed in relief, feeling Lex do the same. “Then, what do you want?” Clark asked. “To complete your bonding in the Kryptonian manner. Your mate should be strong enough now.” Lex frowned. “Strong enough for wha… agh!” Pain shot through his head and he passed out. Before Clark could react, pain exploded through his skull and he dropped to his knees, letting go of Lex to clutch at his head. Slowly, his vision blurred and everything went black. @>*~ When Clark woke, he and Lex were wrapped up together, arms and legs entangled. They were still naked, but someone had covered them with a blanket. He frowned at the dull ache in his head and tried to remember what had happened. “Lex?” he whispered. He needed to know his lover was okay. With a groan, Lex opened his eyes. “I’m fine, I think,” he frowned and winced, “My head hurts.” “Same here,” Clark grunted. “Lex, someone’s been here.” “What?” Lex gasped, sitting and looking round. “How? Why?” “So I didn’t have to look at your naked butts any more.” Pete walked in, staring at them in disgust. “You've been out forever, I was just checking no one was coming.” “Thanks, Pete,” Clark said as he looked for their clothes. He handed Lex his shorts and they started to get dressed, Pete turning away. “Are you completely stupid?” Pete snapped. “What?” Clark gasped, staring at his oldest friend. “Not only are you fucking Lex Luthor, but you did it in your caves, where, in case you’d forgotten, Lionel Luthor has been doing research,” Pete shouted. “He’s right,” Lex sighed, ignoring the attitude towards himself, “It was stupid of us to make love here.” “I don’t think we had much choice, Lex. My birth father still has some sort of influence on me,” Clark sighed. “I take it he knows,” Pete sneered at Lex. “Yes, Pete,” Clark sighed. He put a hand on Lex’s shoulder in the hope of keeping his lover calm. “I’m calm, Clark.” Lex smiled reassuringly at his lover. “What did you see, Pete?” “Everything. Unfortunately.” Pete grimaced, looking completely sick. “Well, as you can imagine, once we’d started exchanging blood, lying became a little redundant,” Lex drawled. Pete glared at him, then turned to Clark. “And you really think he’s told you everything?” “I know he has,” Clark answered quietly, “I trusted that he had before, but now… now, I actually know.” Lex frowned and looked at his mate, suddenly realising that he knew too. What’s going on? he thought. Clark blinked, almost jumping back as his lover’s voice whispered in his head. “My father,” he gasped, “My father has done something to us.” “You heard that, didn’t you?” Lex asked, blinking in shock. “Heard what?” Pete snorted. Don’t say anything, Lex thought hurriedly. Clark frowned, Why? Shrugging, Lex put a hand on Clark’s chest. I don’t know, he thought, I just feel like we shouldn’t say anything. “Okay,” Clark said. “Let’s go, I’m starting to get a major case of the creeps in here.” Lex felt a little shiver run down his spine and he looked round worriedly. All of his father’s equipment was in the caves and suddenly, he was worried about security cameras. “Camera?” Clark gasped. He hadn’t even thought of that. “What?!” Pete exclaimed, twisting his head round jerkily. Clark, Lex looked at his lover meaningfully, Can you check? Shooting into full speed, Clark checked all round the caves. “Oh fuck,” he sighed, “There’s hidden cameras everywhere, but no recording equipment.” Lex frowned, “Fuck.” “Now what?” Pete sighed. “If we don’t find out where the camera footage is recorded, then my father will see everything that happened here,” Lex explained. “Oh.” Pete blinked, “Fuck.” “Yeah,” Lex said dryly. “What are we going to do?” Clark asked, staring pleadingly at his lover. He was really worried now, even scared. “Dad’s in Metropolis till tomorrow,” Lex frowned thoughtfully as he stroked Clark’s arm soothingly. “That gives us time to start looking. I’m guessing back at the house.” “What about the stuff in here?” Pete asked. “If we touch anything in here, it’ll just get my father back here sooner,” Lex replied. Clark, he concentrated on his lover, Don’t worry. Please. “I’ve just had another thought,” Clark whimpered, wrapping himself around his lover for comfort. “Oh gross,” Pete grimaced, “Do you have to do the mush in front of me?” Lex glared at his lover’s friend. “This isn’t mush, Pete, you’ll know when it’s mush,” he said sternly. “What is it, Clark?” “When Dad came to get me from Metropolis, he had my powers,” Clark said quietly. “He got them in here.” “Oh fuck,” Lex swore quietly, “He’ll have seen that, fuck!” “Maybe we should run home and speak to my parents,” Clark suggested hopefully. Strangely, Lex couldn’t quite prevent a tiny flicker of hurt that Clark needed to turn to his parents for help, even though he knew it was stupid. “Oh no,” Clark shook his head and cupped Lex’s cheek, “No, Lex, you’re all I need, but this concerns them too.” Lex smiled softly and leaned up to press a gentle kiss to his lover’s lips. Then he turned to Pete. “Now that’s mush,” he said with a smirk. Pete curled his lip in disgust. “I’m so outta here. Clark, I’ll see you around.” “Oh, okay.” Clark waved at Pete’s back as his friend disappeared out of the caves. “I would have thought he’d want to help,” he sighed. “My love, in case you hadn’t noticed,” Lex smiled at his lover’s flush, “Pete really doesn’t like me. I don’t think seeing me drink your blood really improved his opinion.” He took Clark’s arm and they walked out of the caves together. “He’s too stubborn,” Clark said with a pout, “He won’t even give you a chance.” “Stubbornness seems to be a Smallvillian trait.” Lex shrugged, “I have you, I really don’t care what anyone else thinks about me.” Mostly. Clark slid an arm round Lex’s shoulders and squeezed gently. “They just don’t know you,” he whispered. Lex concentrated hard on all his love for Clark, smiling happily when he sensed its return. He slid his arm round Clark’s waist, almost laying his head on his lover’s shoulder as they walked back to the farm. @>*~