Not Playing Nice
Orithain and Rina
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"... and each student will be given a sample to
classify and categorize. This project counts for one third of your lab work
and can determine if you pass this course," the teaching assistant
paused dramatically, "or if you fail."
"Clark, Iím scared, hold me," Dave snickered
under his breath as they both got to their feet and joined the shuffle
forward as the class lined up to get their specimens.
"Sorry, Iíll leave that to Chloe, thanks," Clark
laughed, shouldering his backpack and moving forward. "She hit me the
last time I hugged you."
"Yeah, but that was because you were giving me a wedgie
at the time!"
Clark shrugged. "Hey, you insulted Lex; I had to defend
"In your dreams!"
"Nah, thatíd be a nightmare."
"Mr. Anders, your specimen..." The TA handed Dave
a shiny black rock and checked his name off the list. "And Mr.
Clark reached out for the mottled, palm-sized rock and
closed his fingers around it then frowned.
"Hey, man, you okay?" Dave asked, looking
"Huh?" Clark smirked, tossed the rock into the
air, and caught it again. "Never better. Letís blow this Popsicle
Waving at Dave as the other teen headed off to another
class, Clark pulled his phone out of his backpack and hit the speed dial for
Lexís private office line. The second his lover picked up the phone, Clark
purred. "Five minutes. I want you naked, lubed and on your desk, got
it?" Before Lex could even answer, he hung up and, after darting a
quick look around, super-speeded it toward downtown.
Lex was left open-mouthed, staring at his phone in shock
while his assistant called his name with increasing concern. Finally, he
swallowed hard and focused on the man. "Get out. And reschedule
anything that I have this afternoon. Iím not taking any calls or visitors.
Except Clark Kent."
Joelís mouth had been open to argue until Lex got to his
loverís name. Suddenly understanding and knowing from past experience that
when Lex got that focused on Clark, nothing could interfere, he simply
nodded and left the office to do whatever damage control would be necessary.
The door had barely closed behind him when Lex was yanking
his clothes off and scrabbling in his drawer for the lube, shivers of lust
running through him as he remembered Clarkís throaty command.
"Go right in, Clark..."
Not even nodding in recognition when Lexís assistant
half-rose, Clark swept past him and slammed the door in his face, locking it
behind himself. Turning, he smirked upon seeing Lex spread out on top of his
desk like a prize for the taking, which, in fact, he was.
"Mmmm, you look good enough to eat," he rasped,
stalking forward and bending over to nip at Lexís shoulder. "Are you
wet too?" As he asked, he slid a finger into Lexís ass, purposefully
rubbing it over his prostate.
Lex arched upward violently and yelled his shocked pleasure
as Clark handled him roughly. Thankful that heíd had time to prepare
himself since he didnít think Clark would have stopped if he hadnít, he
whimpered and rode the fingers inside him, thrusting back to take them
deeper. Heíd never seen Clark like this in all the years heíd known him,
but he liked it. A lot.
"Good boy." Pulling his fingers out of Lexís
ass, he slapped one buttock sharply before unzipping his jeans and pulling
them and his underwear out of the way. "My boy," he added,
positioning himself and thrusting inward, holding Lex by the hips, not
allowing him to move as he continued to pound into him.
Moaning, Lex writhed like a pinned butterfly, unable to
thrust back or do anything other than accept the hard fucking he was
getting, and his helplessness turned him on even more. "God, yes,
Clark," he gasped, his cock dripping precome as Clark held him easily.
Only Clarkís unyielding grip on his hips kept him from being pounded into
the desk, even now protecting him from harm.
"Let me hear you," Clark urged, his hips snapping
faster and faster as he felt his balls drawing up against his body.
"Scream for me, Lexy." After he said this, he licked a line up Lexís
spine, tasting musk and sweat.
Lex wailed, back arching deeply, and he spread his legs
wider, wanting to take even more of Clark inside himself. He neither
remembered nor cared if his office was soundproofed, only caring about the
hard shaft driving into him, pleasuring him. "God, fuck
me!" he cried.
In response, Clark lifted Lexís hips off the desk,
shifting the angle he was thrusting with just enough to assure himself of
hitting Lexís prostate with each stroke. "Come, Lexy. Paint your desk
for me so itíll smell like sex all afternoon."
Lex managed to bite back his cry on the first thrust against
his gland, but each succeeding strike coiled the tension in his body
tighter, until he screamed himself hoarse as it snapped, his body convulsing
in an orgasm so powerful that he grayed out for few moments.
Not even noticing when Lex sagged in his grip, Clark
continued pounding into his lax body, riding out the final tremors until he
shuddered and came as well, pushing the whole desk forward with the force of
his last stroke.
"Mmmm, that was fucking hot," he murmured, licking
Lexís shoulder again, still rocking his hips against Lexís ass, arousal
banked but not put out.
The continued stimulation forced a whimper from Lex.
"God, yes, it was incredible, but weíre not all superhuman, Clark.
Donít think I can manage anything else for a while." But it did feel
good, in a painful sort of way, and he reared up to fall back against his
lover, trusting him to be there to catch and support him. "What brought
this on?" he asked lazily, head on Clarkís shoulder and his back
pressed to the younger manís chest.
Clark shrugged, easily holding Lex up with one hand while he
stroked the other over his loverís body. "Just wanted to fuck you is
Lex frowned slightly, something about the way Clark sounded
striking him as a bit off, but he felt too good to pursue it. "Glad to
be of service. I cleared my afternoon, so if you feel like doing something,
Iím all yours."
"Thought I was doing something," Clark chuckled,
arching his hips a little more forcefully against Lex and rubbing his thumb
over a tight nipple. "You."
Breath hissing between his teeth, Lex arched into the touch,
his body beginning to stir as Clark played with him. "Y-yeah, I guess
you are," he agreed, gasping when he realized that Clark had never
fully softened and was still inside him and hardening.
Feeling Lexís response, Clark pinched his nipple. Glancing
behind himself, he found a chair and carried him back to it, dropping down
onto the soft leather with Lex still impaled on his cock. "Want you to
ride me, Lexy," he rasped into Lexís ear before picking Lex up,
turning him around, and impaling him on his erection again, this time face
The sudden emptiness followed by the shock of being filled
so rapidly made Lex cry out, his ass clenching convulsively around Clarkís
cock. He wouldnít have believed that he could be aroused again so soon
after that mind-blowing orgasm, but he was. This new, dominant side of Clark
was incredibly hot, and without even realizing he was going to do it, he
found himself rising and falling on the shaft impaling him, hips rocking
languidly as he moved.
"Mmm yeah, just like that," Clark purred, arching
up into his loverís body, his hands stroking and kneading Lexís pale
skin, leaving red marks behind to show where heíd been.
Lex whimpered faintly, head falling back to expose his
throat as he arched back over Clarkís supporting arm. "God, so
good," he gasped, the denim and open zipper of Clarkís jeans abrading
his bare ass only adding to his enjoyment.
Hooking a finger around Lexís collar, Clark pulled him
closer and took his mouth, sweeping his tongue over tongue, teeth and palate
before closing his teeth on Lexís lower lip and biting down, feeling the
shudder rip through Lex as he did so.
Moaning into Clarkís mouth, Lex gave himself up totally to
his lover, letting Clark move him as he wished while continuing to ride him.
His fingers curled into Clarkís shirt, crumpling it in his fists as he
held on tightly, pleasure-hazed blue eyes opening to stare helplessly into
Pulling back, Clark watched Lex give himself up totally, and
a feral smile curled his lips. He slid one hand down to circle Lexís
erection and began pumping it mercilessly, wanting to feel the other man
come apart before he came too.
"AHHHHH!" Lex screamed, a sharp cry of pained
pleasure as Clark forced him to another climax, his body quaking in a nearly
Clarkís smile turned almost malicious before he jerked,
his own orgasm racing through him to fill Lex though even then he didnít
stop moving, even when Lex whimpered with over-stimulation.
"God, Clark, too much, canít..." Lex panted,
trying to twist away from the unbreakable grip as Clark kept thrusting into
him, the sensations enough to make him scream. The sound of cloth ripping
punctuated his desperate squirming as his grip on Clarkís shirt finally
tore the soft cotton.
There was a small thump as the rock Clark had gotten for his
geology experiment fell out of his now torn shirt pocket and to the floor.
For a moment, he felt dazed, and he blinked as he looked at Lex before his
eyes widened, seeing that the other man was in pain. "God, Lex, Iím
sorry! I donít know what happened, I just wanted..."
Giving up on talking, he carefully lifted Lex off him and
turned him again, settling him in his lap and crooning wordlessly, frantic
Exhausted, Lex curled into his lover, head on his shoulder,
covered with sweat and his own come, and he felt wonderful. "Hey, calm
down, Iím not complaining," he soothed, petting Clarkís arm.
"I have no idea what brought that on, but it was absolutely amazing.
You wore me out, love."
"I - " Clark looked confused. "I donít
either. Just all of a sudden I had to have you. Are you sure youíre
"Well, Iíd rather not bottom again for a few hours
till my ass recovers, but other than that, Iím great. Just like you are
when I play with you, Clarkbar." He looked down at himself. "Iím
glad I have a private shower though," he chuckled. "This isnít
exactly a professional image. I prefer to have you be the only one who sees
me like this." He was also grateful for the accelerated healing that
the meteors had given him, knowing that heíd have been walking funny for a
couple of days otherwise, which would have had Clark frantic with worry. His
one experience with being sick and having Clark hovering over him had been
Clark managed a smile at that and glanced down at his shirt.
"You did a number on me too. Iím going to have to change when I get
back to the dorm, or my lit profís going to be looking at me funny."
"Hey, itís your own fault for driving me insane with
lust," Lex retorted. As he shifted, a glint on the floor caught his
eye, and he frowned. "A rock? Is that what fell out of your pocket? Why
are you carrying a rock around?"
"Huh?" Clark leaned over to see what Lex was
looking at. "Oh, thatís my geology project. Good thing you spotted
it, classifying it is a third of my lab grade. It must have fallen out when
you went ga-ga."
Lex peered at it. "Doesnít look like anything Iím
familiar with. You can leave it here if you like, and I can bring it over
when I meet you later. Since you donít have a pocket any more," he
chuckled, "and you wouldnít want to have to explain why you
accidentally crushed a third of your grade."
Clark nodded. "Sounds good to me, though if youíre
implying Iíd crush it by sitting on it, Iím going to have to smack your
Lex chuckled. "No, I meant carrying it around in your
hand and forgetting. Cute though this ass is, it doesnít crush things...
for which I am eternally grateful." He shuddered theatrically.
"Sticking my dick in a vise has never been an ambition of mine."
"Too kinky for even you, eh?" Clark laughed, and
kissed Lexís shoulder. "Think you can stand up now, or want to sit a
little longer? I ran, so I donít have to worry about taking the slow way
back to campus."
"Mm. If you have a few minutes, you can carry me into
the showerósince, no, I donít think I can stand up yet!" he
laughed, "and clean up this mess you made of me."
"Poor baby." Snickering, Clark cradled Lex in his
arms and stood, carrying him to the private bathroom and setting him on the
commode so that he could strip off his own clothes. Once he had the water to
their preferred temperature, he picked Lex up again, ignoring his
sputtering, and carried him inside. "All better, baby?"
"Keep it up and you can stay in the dorm and try to
sleep with Chloe and Dave going at it across the room!" Lex growled.
"Brat." He leaned on Clark once he was set on his feet, his legs
still a bit wobbly.
"Iíd send Ďem over to your place. Now hurry up, Iíve
got class soon." Clark grinned cheerily and grabbed the sponge,
lathering it up and starting to work on Lexís chest.
Lex shook his head, not wasting his time arguing. When Clark
got in one of these moods, it was much less wearing on his nerves to simply
smile and nod. "Youíre the one dawdling here," he pointed out.
"And since I cleared my afternoon for you, I think I may just go back
to the apartment and get some sleep. Iím feeling rather tired all of a
Clark didnít even dignify that with an answer, just
continued washing them both.
Once they were out and dried off again, he hugged Lex.
"You sure youíre okay?"
"Iím fine, just worn out... not surprising after that
ride," he teased. "Instead of me going over to the dorm, why donít
you come over to the apartment when youíre done with your classes and
spend the night?"
"Sounds good to me." Clark stepped back and
started pulling his clothes on again. "Maybe between the two of us we
can figure out what my rock is." Now dressed, he leaned in and gave Lex
a kiss. "See you later. Get some rest, okay?"
"Of course, I want to be ready for you later." Lex
blinked, and he was gone, leaving the bald man smiling. He walked across the
room, pausing to pick up the strange rock with the reddish glitter when the
light hit it on his way out. He frowned at it curiously, his curiosity
aroused, but he would wait till Clark got back to start trying to figure it
"You think Dave would like this?"
Clark was standing beside Chloe in the student union,
looking at a display of jewelry made from knotted leather, string, and
rough-polished stones. He glanced at the piece she was holding, a tan choker
with a trio of blue stones knotted into it, and nodded. "Yeah, I
He went back to looking at the display, picking up a piece
from time to time. "Hey, this looks kind of like the rock I have to
classify," he said, picking up a bracelet made of black braided leather
and set with a rounded reddish crystal. "I want it."
Chloe glanced over at Clark, who was even then wrapping it
around his left wrist. "Clark, donít you think you should pay for
"Why?" he asked, before rolling his eyes at her
shocked expression. "God, Chloe, such a stick in the mud."
Grabbing his wallet, he paid for the bracelet and waited until she purchased
the gift for Dave. "Wanna come over to Lexís tonight? Weíre gonna
"I thought you were going to work on your geology
Clark shrugged. "Who cares, there are better things to
do than look at rocks, and Lex is one of them. You sure you donít want to
Chloe frowned slightly. "Thatís okay, maybe next
"Iíll hold you to that." Clark winked and gave
her a once over before heading in the direction of the parking lot and his
"Okay, that was weird, even for Clark."
"Dave! Wanna go party with Lex and me?" Clark
asked as he swung into their room, dropped his backpack on the bed, and
began rummaging through the closet. "Chloe turned me down. You sure she
knows how to have fun?"
Surprised by the comment from his workaholic roommate, Dave
raised his head from his geology books, frowning. "I thought you said
you needed to get some work done tonight, Clark? Donít tell me youíre
finally going to blow something off in favor of spending time with
Smirking evilly, Clark licked his lips. "Iím planning
on blowing Lex, actually. Want to join in?"
Daveís jaw dropped, and he gaped at the other man.
"You... I... What the fuck?" He could not have heard what
he thought heíd heard. Not only was Clark Kent about as white bread as a
gay guy could get, he and Lex were insanely possessive of each other.
"God, Dave, the look on your face!" Clark crowed.
"I asked Chloe if she wanted to join in, and she took it a lot better
then you." As he spoke, he nonchalantly lifted the heavy desk with one
hand, searching for his other boot underneath it.
"Clark! You..." Dave leaped to his feet, stumbling
to a halt when he saw that far from injuring himself in any way, Clark was
easily holding the desk up, in fact straightening up to face him with it
still in hand, raising it even higher without any sign of strain. "How
the hell are you doing that?" he gasped, even the comment about Chloe
forgotten in his shock.
"Iím a fucking super-man," Clark smirked,
hefting the desk up and down several times, amused at Daveís slack-jawed
look. "And a super fuck too."
"I..." Eyes wide, Dave stared at his roommate,
stunned, but when Clark set the desk down and moved toward him, he bolted
from the room, heading straight for Chloe to find out what, if anything, she
knew about this.
Exhausted after his workout with Clark, Lex had taken care
of a few things before leaving the office, then crawled straight into bed
when heíd gotten home, only pausing long enough to let Sheri out and back
in when she was done. He slept soundly until he was woken by the sensation
of a tongue trailing up his spine.
"Mmm," he purred, "much better than an alarm
clock." He stretched languidly beneath Clarkís weight.
Clark smirked and, after spreading Lexís legs and lifting
his hips, slid into him, rocking his body in slow, deep strokes, designed to
drive his lover crazy.
Lexís eyes shot open, and his whole body arched upward,
suddenly wide-awake. "God!" he yelped, automatically thrusting
back to meet Clark and take him deeper, and a tiny part of his mind still
capable of rational thought was glad that he healed quickly. His fists
clenched in the sheets, and he moaned, needing more.
"Yes?" Clark chuckled, sliding a hand under Lexís
stomach to circle and palm his growing erection in time with his thrusts.
"Looked so hot lying there, I just had to have you again."
"I..." He gasped as Clark drove into him with
wicked accuracy. "I donít have a problem with that. God, you feel so
good inside me."
"Best place in the world to be." Clark let his
fingers trail downward and tugged at Lexís balls, pulling them away from
his body as he continued to stroke into him.
Moaning and thrashing beneath the younger manís weight,
Lex again gave himself up to his lover utterly. He had no idea why Clark was
being so dominant today, but he was certainly enjoying every moment of it.
"Oh god, so good, love it when you touch me."
Clark chuckled throatily and sat up sharply, pulling Lex
along with him and driving his cock even deeper into his loverís pliant
body. "Going to love it even more later then," he promised.
But Lex wasnít hearing anything he said, all his attention
focused on the sensations coursing through his body as Clark seemed to go
deeper than ever before. It was as if the younger man had stopped worrying
about hurting Lex and was just taking him, taking his pleasure and
pleasuring Lex, something that Lex had often tried to convince him to do. He
bit back a cry as the feeling built, his hips moving rapidly to drive him
onto the shaft buried inside him and into the tight fist encircling his own
"I went shopping on the way over. Want to go clubbing
tonight, show you off to everyone and get some action." Clark
punctuated the last comment with a particularly deep thrust, and groaned as
he felt Lex quake around him, triggering his own orgasm.
Collapsed against his lover, Lex panted for air, secure in
the arms wrapped around him, and gradually Clarkís last few comments began
to come clear. "Clubbing? I thought you had some assignments you wanted
to work on, including that one for geology?" He was surprised since up
till now Clark had been very firm about not going out when he had work to
Clark shrugged and nipped his way down the side of Lexís
neck. "Who cares? Itís not like any of it means anything, and I want
to party." Letting go of Lex, he slid him off his lap and climbed out
of bed. "You coming or am I going alone?"
Lex frowned at him, puzzled, but there was no way he was
going to sit home while Clark was out with strangers drooling over him. He
got off the bed, wincing slightly as well-used muscles complained, and moved
to stand in front of him, a finger rising to trace the leather collar around
Clarkís throat. "If youíre going, Iím going," he said
"And if youíre going, Iím coming," Clark
smirked, sliding a hand around Lex to cup his ass before backing away and
stooping to grab a large bag from an upscale clothing store. "We can
get cleaned up, get dressed and eat, then itís party time."
Groaning a laugh at the bad pun, Lex put aside the mystery
of Clarkís mood and simply enjoyed it. "Cleaning up would be good.
You keep getting me messy today, Clarkbar."
Clark laughed. "Like you donít love it." He
picked up another clothing bag and tossed it onto the bed. "Now move
it, babe. I want to see how you look in what I got you."
Lex frowned again, faint alarm bells ringing at the back of
his mind, but unable to decide what was bothering him, he pushed it aside
again. "What, youíre not going to wash my back?" he asked,
starting toward the bathroom.
"Faster on my own, plus I want to look up a few things
on the internet while youíre cleaning up." Clark turned to head out
of the bedroom to the guest bath but glanced back over his shoulder at a
startled looking Lex. "Go on, hurry up."
Lex stood stock still in the middle of the room as Clark
disappeared down the hall. He didnít think Clark had ever turned
down the chance to share a shower in all the years theyíd been together.
His unease was growing stronger, but he wasnít quite sure what was wrong
or what he could do. Heíd be keeping a close eye on Clark that night
Deep in thought, he showered and returned to the bedroom,
where he was even more startled when he saw the clothes Clark had bought for
"Well, going to put them on?" Having heard the
shower turn off from where heíd been checking sites online, Clark had
headed back down toward Lexís bedroom and now lounged in the doorway as he
eyed Lex and his outfit.
Lex glanced back, eyes widening as he took in Clark in black
leather pants so tight they appeared to have been painted on and an equally
tight white wife-beater, then looked back at the pile of black leather on
the bed: chaps, thong, harness, armbands and bracers. "Uh, yeah. Where
exactly were you planning on going tonight?" he asked as he pulled the
leather thong on and adjusted himself in the pouch.
"Armageddon," Clark answered, naming one of the
raunchiest clubs in town. "I want to dress you up, show you off, then
fuck you up against the wall there."
"Okay, who are you and what have you done with the real
Clark Kent?" Lex stared at him, indifferent to the fact that he was
standing there in a few tiny scraps of leather and nothing else. "You
turn twenty shades of red if I suggest anything in public, and now youíre
planning it? Whatís up? Youíre not trying to become what you think I
should have again, are you?"
Scoffing at that idea, Clark ran a hand through his still
damp hair and gave Lex a full body look. "Maybe Iím becoming who I
should have been all along. Whatís the point of hiding, right?"
"Well, Iíd prefer that you hide some of what you can
do, Clark. I really prefer you in my bed to strapped to a lab table in some
government research center. But if you want to be a little more uninhibited
sometimes, Iím certainly not going to complain." He pulled on the
rest of the outfit, leaving his feet bare for the moment, and strutted over
to Clark. "This what you had in mind? Or should I add some of the body
Shaking his head, Clark ran a finger down the center of Lexís
chest. "Just you and the leather, nothing to distract from it. Fucking
hot." He hooked the finger over the waistband of the chaps Lex was
wearing and pulled him in for a kiss. "So feed me now."
"You mean you havenít already made reservations
somewhere? Iím shocked. I thought this was supposed to be your show,"
Lex teased, leaning into him.
"Ass," Clark growled. "The food got here
while you were in the shower. I meant I want you to feed me like a good
Lexís eyebrows arched upward. "So thatís how you
want to play tonight?" he murmured. "Okay... master." He sank
to his knees. "Where would you like to eat, master?"
Ignoring Sheri, who, at seeing Led on the floor, bounded up
to play, Clark spun on his heel and walked fluidly toward the den.
"Follow me and find out."
Sheri yipped in surprise, and Lex paused to pet her before
following Clark, his concern growing. Too many things werenít adding up.
Joining Clark in the den, he sank back to his knees beside
his lover, head bowed as he waited for orders.
Settling back onto the couch, Clark rested his arms along
the back and stretched his legs out in front of him. "Foodís in the
kitchen," he commented.
Lex rose gracefully to his feet and padded barefoot to the
kitchen to retrieve their meal, setting it out on a tray and carrying it
back to Clark. He set it down beside the younger man and sank back to his
knees. "What would you like first?"
Glancing down at the expensive food heíd ordered not an
hour ago, Clarkís expression twisted into one of disgust. "Who wants
that shit? Letís get out of here." Flinging himself to his feet, he
headed for the door, not caring that Lex was still barefoot and on the
"Uh, Clark? Shoes?" Lex waggled a bare foot in
demonstration before going back to the bedroom for a pair of boots that
would go with the outfit.
Clark grunted in reply, grabbing a long black duster from
the coat closet and tossing it to Lex the moment he appeared in the hall,
then pulling one on himself. Once the door was closed and locked behind
them, he tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for the elevator. "This
thing is so fucking slow."
Lex eyed him strangely. "Well, we could always fill the
time productively," he suggested, moving closer and biting at Clarkís
throat even as part of his mind was turning over the various odd things heíd
noticed about his lover that day.
In a flash, Clark had Lex pinned against the wall and was
arching against his ass, growling and moving the heavy leather coat out of
the way when it impeded his access to the bare flesh of Lexís butt.
"Mmmm, not quite what I had in mind," Lex said
breathlessly, "but it works." He pushed back, clenching his ass
cheeks around the Clarkís leather-covered erection. "But weíre not
going to have time for anything before the elevator gets here."
"Wanna bet?" Clark rasped, blurring into motion,
undoing his pants, lubing himself up, and shoving into Lexís body faster
then the other man could blink.
Lex yelped as Clark thrust into him so rapidly, the friction
burning, but he discovered that he liked it. He wouldnít care to find out
what it would feel like if Clark moved any faster though. "Oh
fuck!" he gasped, back arching to take Clark deeper. "Yes!"
Catching Lexís wrists, Clark splayed him out against the
wall, fucking him ruthlessly, caring little for his partnerís pleasure,
only his own. After a few short minutes, he groaned and came before leaning
heavily against Lex, for the moment sated.
"Uh, Clark, problem here," Lex panted, his own
cock throbbing with unfulfilled arousal. He pushed back, gasping as Clarkís
still semi-hard shaft pressed against his prostate. "A little help
would be nice."
Clark grunted and loosened his grip on one of Lexís
wrists. "Help yourself."
"Want to watch, do you? I can do shows," Lex
replied, his freed hand immediately wrapping around his cock and pumping
rapidly. He was so close, so needy, it only took a few strokes before he was
coming, his seed splashing and dripping down the wall while his body spasmed
around the cock still filling him.
"Nice," Clark praised, pulling out of Lex and away
from him, straightening his clothing just as the elevator door opened.
"Not a ten, but at least an 8.5."
"Damn, is that all? Iíll have to try harder."
Lex followed him into the elevator. "You know, if I walk around all
night with semen dripping out of my ass, people will get grabby," he
pointed out, wondering just how far this change in Clark had gone.
A surge of pure anger flashed across Clarkís face, and his
eyes glinted dangerously. "They try it, they lose the hand," he
"Cleaning up would probably be less likely to land us
in jail... though not particularly feasible seeing as weíre heading away
from the shower. Ah well, Iím sure between us, we can glare anyone
away." Though relieved by the reaction on one hand, Lex was still
disturbed by the violence inherent in it.
"No oneís going to touch you," Clark reiterated
ominously. "Except me."
"Just the way I like it," Lex soothed, sliding an
arm around his waist. "You know youíre the only one I want."
"Only one whoís going to have you," Clark
answered, relaxing a bit. He slid his hand under Lexís coat and over his
ass, scooping up some of the cooling semen from his skin, then bringing it
out to let Lex lick it from his fingers. "Weíre gonna take the
Lex fellated the fingers, bright blue eyes staring at Clark
all the while. "Then weíd better grab a blanket out of the trunk. I
donít want to stain the seats," he said when he released Clarkís
"If you do, you can always buy another one, or
"You sound more like me than you," Lex observed,
following him to the car and sliding in, squirming a bit to get the long
duster settled smoothly beneath him, using it to protect the upholstery.
Clark shrugged as he slid in behind the steering wheel and
started the car. "And thatís a bad thing? Youíve got money; I might
as well enjoy it too." That said, he popped the car into gear and
squealed up the parking ramp.
"Not bad, just... different." Lex watched him
closely. "Usually youíre reminding me that money isnít everything,
so Iím just a bit surprised by the change."
"Gotta grow up sometime," Clark said, pulling out
of the underground parking garage and revving the engine before hitting the
gas and racing out into the streets of nighttime Metropolis. "Plus
thereís always more where it came from."
"I guess Iíd better never go broke then," Lex
said laughingly though his eyes searched Clarkís profile. "And am I
something that you need to outgrow?" For the first time in years, Lex
found himself insecure about Clarkís feelings for him.
"Nah." Clark flashed him a grin. "I meant the
small-town morals. Platitudes and pie can only go so far before they make
you sick, you know."
"Now I know somethingís wrong. You might dump the
platitudes, but hell will freeze over before you get over your love affair
with pie. Whatís going on?" Lex turned toward him, leaning forward
"Nothing! God, Lex, lighten up some. I just want to
have some fun." Clark stepped on the gas and switched gears, running a
light as it changed to red.
Lex subsided, realizing that pressing Clark just now would
only annoy him, but he would find out what was going on. Later. For now,
since there was nothing else he could do, he would enjoy the night and Clarkís
uncharacteristic dominance. "So weíll have fun. We havenít gone out
clubbing for a while."
"I say we make it a weekly event from now on."
Clark pulled into the clubís parking lot, tires smoking,
and whipped the car into a space near the door. Shutting off the engine, he
climbed out and stretched, putting on a show for the groups of people lined
up outside, waiting to get in.
Seeing people looking at Clark, drooling over him actually,
had Lex sliding out of the car and moving to his side to put a decidedly
proprietary arm around his waist. "Weekly might be a bit much, but Iím
certainly up for going out more often if youíre going to let me start
showing you off."
Eyeing the people in line who were giving him the once-over,
Clark smirked. "Works by me. If youíve got it, flaunt it, and Iíve
got it to spare." He winked at a buxom brunette in the line as he
brazenly walked to the front, nodding at Lex when the bouncer started to
object. "Tell it to Mr. Luthor here."
Lex raised a supercilious eyebrow at the bouncer, but he
knew theyíd have gotten in even without using his name; they both looked
hot, and that was what got people through the door at this club.
"Money doesnít get you anything here," the
bouncer objected, eyeing them lustfully.
"Only he gets anything else," Lex retorted,
nodding at Clark. "But if youíd rather we went someplace
else..." he shrugged. "I donít think I own any clubs yet,"
The guy practically yanked the door off the hinges to let
them in, and Lex snickered as they entered.
"Planning on buying one?" Clark asked, handing his
coat off to the attendant and stretching his arms over his head, perusing
the crowd through the dimly lit smoke.
"Why not? At least then we wouldnít have to play that
game at the door. He knew damn well he was going to let us in, even if my
name had been John Smith," Lex snorted. "Dance or drink
"He was going to let us in, or he would have been a
smear on the wall," Clark corrected, pushing his way through the
scantily dressed patrons to the bar. "Drink first, then dance, then
A shiver of anticipation ran through Lex, and he had to
swallow hard. "Well, if weíre being creative, we could dance and fuck
at the same time," he suggested throatily, the huskiness of his voice
apparent even over the music.
Clark looked back over his shoulder. "Why not? Maybe we
can get someone else to join in too."
"What?!" Lex stopped dead, staring at him. He
couldnít have heard right. "What did you just say?"
Clark turned around, eyeing a curvy blonde behind Lex.
"I said we could probably find someone to join in on the fun, make a
nice little sandwich."
"We?" Lex was still staring at him, now chewing
his lip nervously. "If youíre trying to break up with me, Clark, this
is one hell of a way to do it." He hadnít even thought that was
possible, thanks to the bond, but this was so far outside anything Clark
would normally do that he had no idea what to think.
Frowning and eyeing Lex ferally, Clark shook his head.
"Youíre mine. Forget a drink; letís dance." Saying this, he
dragged Lex onto the crowded floor, his hands closing proprietarily over the
other manís ass.
Totally confused by Clarkís signals tonight, Lex remained
stiff in his loverís arms at first, only slowly relaxing against the
familiar body. Gradually giving in to the beat, he began to move sinuously
against Clark, bewildered blue eyes searching green all the while. Somewhat
reassured by Clarkís emphatic statement of possession, he asked
cautiously, "Were you serious? About a threesome, I mean?"
Clark shrugged, pulling Lex closer against his body, and
smiled easily. "Getting all prissy on me now, Lex? I know youíve
done them before; Iíve seen the pictures, remember?"
"I just never thought you would be interested. Youíve
never seemed to be before." Lex molded himself against Clark, arms
around his waist as he allowed the teenager to move him to the music.
"But if you want to, Iím sure we can find someone whoíd be
interested." Now that he was certain Clark just wanted to experiment a
little, not to replace him, Lex didnít mind the idea. As Clark had pointed
out, heíd done similar things before. Anything that they both enjoyed was
fine by him.
Clark turned Lex around in his arms so that the older manís
ass was pressed up against his groin. "If they arenít, I bet we could
make them," he purred, stroking a hand over Lexís chest and circling
his hips to the music as he scanned the room for someone to play with.
Moaning too softly to be heard over the music, Lex caught
Clarkís hand in his and dragged it down to his groin, pressing it into his
aching erection. As Clarkís fingers curved over him, he looked up, meeting
the eyes of a woman watching them from a few feet away. He smiled, licking
his lips, and she started toward them, hips swaying to the music.
Eyeing the curvaceous blonde slinking up to them, Clark
smiled, kneading his fingers on Lexís crotch as he eyed the woman, giving
her a silent invitation to join in.
"Iím Tammi," the blonde introduced herself,
somehow managing to purr suggestively even while shouting over the music to
make herself heard. She plastered herself to Lexís front, rubbing against
him, while her arms rose to loop around both their necks.
"Iím Lex, and heís Clark." Lex moved his hands
to rest on her waist, conveniently against bare flesh displayed by the
cutouts in her skintight dress. "Wanna play?"
"Depends what you have in mind." Tammi eyed the
gorgeous guys avariciously, wanting them both. She liked threesomes, and
these two were just what she needed.
Curving the hand that wasnít pressed between Lex and their
new playmateís bodies around her neck, Clark pulled her to the side so
that he could kiss her, pressing his tongue into her mouth the moment her
"Taking you and making you crazy," he purred,
straightening up and holding her gaze.
Before Tammi could reply, Lex pulled her to him so he could
kiss her, wanting to taste Clark in her mouth as he did. He kept moving,
rubbing against her softness in front and Clarkís hardness behind him,
loving every moment of it. Finally letting her breath, his thumbs brushing
the undersides of her breasts, he smirked. "So do you like the sound of
"Mmmm, sounds like you two know how to show a girl a
good time. Iím always up for that. Got any place in mind?" She rubbed
her crotch against Lexís erection, teasing him.
Clark lifted the hand between them up to cup Tammiís
breast through the sheer lycra of the halter top of her dress, teasing her
nipple to hardness while he ground up against Lex from behind. "They
have a backroom here, donít they? Otherwise, Lex hereís loaded, so we
can get a hotel room."
"The back room can get kind of crowded," Tammi
wheedled, one long, bubble-gum pink nail tracing the leather straps
crisscrossing Lexís chest.
"Thereís a decent hotel not far from here," Lex
said, not wanting the woman in their bed at home. A nightís stay at a
hotel was worth avoiding that. "If youíre ready to go?"
Tammi nodded, and they both looked at Clark.
He waggled his eyebrows and caressed them both. "Iím
always ready to go."
"I can vouch for that," Lex replied almost
dreamily, making Tammi laugh.
"Sounds like I picked the right pair. So what are we
waiting for?" She looped an arm through one of Lexís and glanced back
at Clark, who was still holding Lex, clearly waiting for him to take her
Ignoring her arm, Clark slid his around her waist, caressing
her ass as he did so, then letting his fingers play over the bare skin
displayed in the cutouts of her dress. "We came in a two-seater, so it
looks like youíre going to have to sit in my lap on the way to the hotel,
beautiful," he purred.
"Youíll have to hold me real tight to make sure itís
safe," she replied, turning slightly so her breast brushed against him
as they walked.
Eyes narrowing as the other two completely ignored him, Lex
stopped walking. "Well, if you two would rather be alone, you know
where the car is, Clark."
"Aww, Lex, you know I donít want to do anything
without you," Clark grinned, peering around Tammi and giving Lex a
His eyes now closely resembling steel, Lex stared back
icily. "Iím beginning to wonder."
"Aw, donít fight, guys. Thereís enough of all of us
to go around," Tammi put in, not wanting whatever was bugging them to
ruin her fun.
"Donít get pissy, Lexy. You know Iíll always love
you," Clark laughed, easily stopping the other two and kissing first
Lex, then Tammi hungrily.
Somewhat reassured by the familiar kiss, Lex started walking
again, though he did manage to rearrange them enough during the kissing that
Clark ended up in the middle.
"Gee, first time I lost out to a guy," Tammi
pouted, peering around Clark at Lex.
"Donít worry, Tammi, Iíll make sure you donít
feel slighted once we get where weíre going," Lex promised.
"You certainly wonít feel lonely with both of us in
you one way or the other," Clark added, slapping Lexís bare ass, then
Tammiís spandex clad one.
"Mmmm, I guess I donít have to worry about there
being enough lube with you two," Tammi laughed. "Iíd bet you
have a supply everywhere you go."
"So you want both of us at once, do you?" Lex
purred. "Sure youíre up to it?"
Clark flashed her a wicked smile. "We intend to!"
Fifteen minutes and a sizable bribe to the night manager to
Ďunreserveí one of the hotelís suites later, the trio exited the
elevator and unlocked the door to the room.
Not caring if the door was locked or not, Clark began
stripping out of his clothes, then started on the others, moving quickly,
but nowhere near his top speed.
"Mmm, I like eagerness in a man," Tammi purred,
arching her back to display herself to best advantage. "Ohh, you are a
nice study in contrasts, right down to one being cut and one uncut. I donít
know which to try first." She sank to her knees, licking quickly at
each of them.
"A greedy woman is a wonderful thing," Lex
observed, smirking down at the kneeling woman. "This is your show,
Clark. How do you want us?" he asked as calmly as if Tammi werenít
Eyes narrowing as he considered the options, Clark smirked,
caressing the side of Tammiís face and admiring the way her tongue lapped
at Lexís cock. "Get on the bed, beautiful and hang your head over the
side so you can suck him while I fuck you."
She frowned up at him. "Canít we do that later? I
want both of you in me." She wriggled sensually. "There are
two openings down there, you know."
Lex hid another smirk. It sounded like this lady was used to
getting her own way, but in Clarkís mood he had a feeling that she wasnít
going to succeed tonight.
"No," Clark stated implacably, picking her up as
if she weighed no more than a feather and placing her on the bed as he
wanted. Pushing her thighs open, he ran his hands over her crotch, feeling
the wetness and the soft flesh as his fingers slipped between her folds.
"Like to be in charge, do you? Well, I can go with
that... to a point," she added warningly, then moaned when he pushed
two fingers all the way inside her and his thumb settled over her clit.
"Like youíre not enjoying yourself," Lex
retorted, moving into position so his cock nudged her pink lips.
Brown eyes stared up at him for an instant before Tammi
opened her mouth and let him slip inside.
"Fuck, sheís good," Lex groaned as she
Clark felt the momentary urge to push Lex away from the
woman. He was the only one who should be touching him like that! The
feeling passed, however, when she tightened her muscles around his fingers.
Grabbing one of the condoms that Lex had purchased on the way over (an
unnecessary evil as far as he was concerned), he rolled it on, moved his
hand, and pressed inside, rocking his hips into the cradle of hers, all the
while watching Lex fuck her face. Tammi writhed between the two men, arms
rising over her head to grab Lexís hips while her legs curled around Clarkís.
Groaning with pleasure, Lex watched Clarkís face as he
fucked a woman for the first time, and he had to lean over and kiss him
hungrily, tongue-fucking Clarkís mouth.
Gasping, Clark let Lex control the kiss for a second before
pushing his tongue out of his mouth and into Lexís, keeping the same
rhythm he was thrusting into the pliant body beneath him. Closing his hands
over Tammiís breasts, Clark kneaded the bountiful flesh, feeling her
writhe under him.
Tammi could only moan her pleasure around the thick shaft
filling her mouth as she twisted while Clark fucked her.
Hands braced on Clarkís shoulderís, Lex could feel his
climax nearing, his balls drawing up as he fucked the blondeís hot, eager
mouth. He groaned into Clarkís mouth, stiffening.
Recognizing the signs of Lexís imminent climax, Clark
pulled back. "Make him come, Tammi," he urged, driving into her
faster and faster. Suddenly realizing that Lex was about to come without a
condom, Tammi gurgled, franticly trying to pull away. She pushed wildly at
Lexís hips to make him back off, thrashing beneath Clark.
"What the fuck?" Lex snarled, glaring down as she
managed to shove him back with desperate strength.
"Rubber, you bastard!" she snarled.
"Oh!" He grabbed for one and rolled it on, then
pushed back into her mouth, his arousal barely slowed by the pause.
Now that he was safely sheathed, even if rather late, Tammi
worked her tongue against him, swallowing over and over to massage the head
of his cock lodged in her throat, and it wasnít long before Lex cried out
in his climax.
"Oh yeah, thatís right." Urging the other two
on, Clark moved his hand to rub his thumb over Tammiís clit, feeling each
pronounced wriggle of her body as a sensuous massage on his length.
Again enjoying herself, Tammi pulled Lex closer as he
shuddered above her and moaned while Clark drove into her untiringly. She
cried out as her first orgasm overtook her unexpectedly, shaking beneath
Shivering with aftershocks of pleasure, Lex pulled away from
Tammi when her attentions grew to be more painful than pleasurable, and
knotted and tossed the rubber in the trash. Temporarily sated, he crawled
onto the bed behind Clark, and unable to resist, tongued his ass.
Looking back over his shoulder, Clark glared at Lex
fiercely, "Donít," he growled, for the moment, resisting the
urge to push the other man away.
Lex gaped, taken aback so much that it cleared his head of
haze of lust. Something was very wrong here; Clark loved being rimmed, even
if he still blushed if it was mentioned. "Clark," he started, not
sure what he was going to say, when he was interrupted by Tammi screaming as
another climax ripped through her.
Turning back to the woman shuddering underneath him, Clark
concentrated all his attention on her. "Thatís right, come for me.
Such a slut, you love it, you need it."
"Oh God," she wailed as he kept pumping into her,
seemingly untiring and unending, rubbing against sensitized tissues and
driving her ever higher. "God, too much, please, no more," she
moaned, thrashing beneath him, the pleasure so acute it was almost pain.
Watching them, Lex frowned. Clarkís sudden desire for a
playmate was odd enough but this lack of care for his partner... it was
completely out of character. As Clark moved Tammiís body as he wanted her,
a glint caught Lexís eye, and he saw Clark was wearing a bracelet heíd
never seen before.
Still grinning maniacally, Clark held Tammiís hips in an
iron grip. "How many times can I make you come, hmm?" he asked.
"Until I come or until you pass out?"
"Please," she whimpered, feeling like she was
moving from one climax to the next endlessly, her body quaking as she was
overwhelmed with sensation.
"Clark," Lex said carefully, "I thought we
were all going to play? Donít I get a turn?" Something about that
bracelet was nagging at him, but he couldnít quite bring it into focus.
"I havenít come yet, and Tammiís having fun, arenít
Tammi could only whine wordlessly, tears of exhaustion
brimming over and running down her cheeks.
"I think Tammiís had enough for the moment, Clark.
But Iíve only come once. Why not fuck me for a while?"
"Rather fuck her right now," Clark muttered,
making it plain that nothing and no one was stopping him.
"Clark..." The rock in the office that afternoon
when Clark had been acting equally odd. It looked a lot like the one in
Clarkís bracelet. Another type of meteorite maybe, or perhaps just
something that Clark was allergic to. Either way, maybe getting it away from
Clark would work. Lex eyed the bracelet, seeing that it was tied on, and he
moved closer to Clark, putting a hand on his wrist while kissing him
hungrily. He only hoped the distraction would keep Clark from noticing him
untying the bracelet.
Glad that Lex was finally coming around to his way of
thinking, Clark returned the kiss, feeling his orgasm gather, then explode
in a torrent that left him week and disoriented.
Shaking his head, he stared down at the young woman under
him, his eyes widening in shock. "Lex? What - what did I do?"
Lex looked from Clark to the bracelet in his hand and
carefully stood up to place it on a table at the far end of the room.
"Itís okay, Clark," he said soothingly, coming back to the bed
and placing a hand on his loverís shoulder as he checked on Tammi.
She appeared fine, though sheíd half passed out and fallen
into a doze from sheer exhaustion once Clark stopped driving her from climax
"No, no it isnít. I could have hurt her." Clark
backed away from the bed and the unconscious woman on it, his expression
horrified. "I could have hurt you. Whatís going on? Why did I want to
"Clark!" Lex said sharply, cutting into the almost
hysterical words and stopping him. "You didnít hurt either of us. And
trust me, when she wakes up, youíre going to have a hell of a time getting
rid of her after that performance!
"As for why," he darted a glance at the bed to
make sure Tammi was still unaware, "it appears that both your geology
project and that bracelet you somehow acquiredóand by the way, please donít
go any closer to itócontained another form of meteor fragment. This one
doesnít do anything to you physically, but it sure as hell brings
out your wild side."
Clark had started to reach for the bracelet but jerked his
hand back at Lexís explanation. "I need to go take a shower," he
whispered, wanting to curl in on himself and hide because of the things heíd
Lex darted another glance at the unconscious woman on the
bed, but she looked unlikely to move any time soon, and remembering past
nights involving alcohol, sex and god knew what else, he thought she might
well sleep till morning.
"Okay, we could both use a shower," he said,
moving to Clarkís side. "Come on, Clarkbar, you know I canít wash
my own back."
Nodding shallowly, Clark followed Lex into the bathroom and
waited while he turned on the water. Looking down at himself, he grimaced at
the sight of the used condom hanging from his cock and quickly flushed it
away. "Is, is she going to be okay being left out there alone?"
"I always was," Lex replied indifferently, more
concerned with getting the temperature of the water right. Then he realized
how that must sound to Clark, and he looked over at him. "She just
needs to sleep it off. Her breathing was fine, and she rolled onto her side,
so sheís in no danger of choking if she does happen to vomit."
Clark grimaced. "Thatís really gross."
"Not nearly as gross as waking up the next morning in a
puddle of it is," Lex said with the voice of experience. "I liked
your teens a lot better than mine." He stepped into the shower, feeling
the hot water start to melt his tension.
Following Lex inside, Clark nodded. "Tonight was
enough. I - Iíd hate myself if I was like that all the time."
Lex turned to face him, blue eyes searching green. "You
didnít do anything wrong, Clark. No one got hurt; nobody did anything they
didnít want to. Okay, you might never have wanted to try that without the
influence of the rock, but itís all right. Weíre all right."
Clark rested his forehead on Lexís shoulder, feeling the
hot water beating on him. "Iím sorry," he whispered, to himself,
Lex and to the woman in the other room.
"As far as Iím concerned, you have nothing to be
sorry about," Lex replied fiercely, wrapping his arms around Clark.
"I know you, and you would never do anything to hurt me or anyone else.
If you canít believe in yourself, believe in me."
Clark nodded and lowered his head, resting it against Lexís
shoulder. "You didnít like me better like, like that, did you?"
"Clark. I love you. I fell in love with the
innocent farm boy, remember? If you want to experiment, Iím fine with that
too, but itís you that I want, not a kinky sex life."
"I just..." Clark sighed, not wanting to mention
how much it seemed like Lex had enjoyed being dominated like that. "I
"Clark, you know I can tell when youíre holding
something back. Youíre a rotten liar. Whatís wrong?"
Wincing, wishing he could be as unreadable as Lex was to
other people, Clark looked up, his eyes large underneath the fall of his
dark hair. "You just really seemed liked you liked it - me - like
"Of course I liked it. Have I ever not liked
anything weíve done together? And youíve known all along that sometimes
I like to let go and let you take charge. But I enjoyed our night in
Amsterdam just as much if not more than tonight. And I love every time you
let me take you too." Lex frowned, tightening his arms around his
"Let me try to put this in perspective for you. I liked
it because it was with you. I wouldnít have wanted to do that with
anyone else, not anymore. I want you, top, bottom, or just curled up
A small smile formed on Clarkís lips at that, and he
looked a little less upset. "You mean youíd just want to cuddle one
night and nothing else?"
"If that was what you wanted, of course. Iím not a
sex maniac, you know." Lex looked down his nose at him.
Clark returned the look with an Ďare you seriousí one of
About to reply snottily that he could do it if Clark could,
Lex stopped himself, realizing he was about to back himself into a corner.
"What the hell am I saying?" he muttered. "Are you saying
thatís what you want?" he turned it back on Clark.
"Right now, yeah." Clark looked uncomfortable, as
if he didnít think Lex would believe him.
"Then thatís what we do. But maybe we should go home
first?" Lex suggested, still holding him, though he freed one arm to
turn the water off before the hot water ran out.
Clark nodded, then frowned. "But what about...
her?" he asked, looking toward the other room.
Lex shrugged. "She got what she wanted. I doubt she
expects us to be here when she wakes up. Iíll pay for the room before we
"But how will she get home?"
"She has her purse, presumably money, and thereís a
phone in the room. Metropolis does have cabs if she canít call anyone to
pick her up. Or her car might be back at the club, which isnít all that
far away. Sheíll be fine."
Clark finally left the comforting circle of Lexís arms to
get towels for both of them. "Okay, but can we call here in the morning
and make sure sheís okay?"
"If you want, but youíre probably going to have to
explain who you are. Judging from past experience, she wonít remember much
"I donít care. I just want to make sure sheíll get
home okay." Once he was done drying himself off, Clark pulled on his
clothes, flushing when he saw what heíd picked out for Lex, then blanching
as he recalled what heíd paid for the outfits.
Reading Clarkís expression easily, Lex sighed.
"Clark, think about what I spend on cars every year and all the things
I keep trying to get you to let me buy. I can afford a couple of outfits.
And I happen to think I looked pretty hot in this," he added with a
smirk over his shoulder as he stepped into the pants.
"Me too," Clark mumbled, feeling his face flame
again as he finished getting dressed. "I just - I never thought I could
do anything like that, you know?"
"Clark, I understand that itís not what youíre used
to. But we all had fun; nobody got hurt; itís okay. Which isnít to say
that I wouldnít have found a way to tear a strip off you if youíd dumped
me for someone else," Lex added fiercely.
"No way! Youíre all I want, Lexy, all I need. You
know that, right?"
"Just checking." Lex moved back to him and took
his mouth in a possessive kiss. "Love you, Clarkbar," he murmured,
running a finger along the leather collar around Clarkís neck.
Relaxing into Lexís touch, feeling it calm and center him,
Clark nodded, closing his eyes for a moment. Once their lips parted, he
sighed and leaned his forehead against Lexís. "Can we go home
"Absolutely, love." Lex slid an arm around him,
glancing over at the snoring woman on the bed as they headed for the door. A
few years before that could have been him... he looked up at Clark again and
smiled. "Thank you."
"Thank you?" Clark was lost. "For what?"
Looking a bit embarrassed to put it into words, Lex said,
"For loving me. For saving me from myself. For giving me a reason not
to be her anymore."
Clark smiled, looking a bit more sure of himself. "Iíll
always save you, Lexy."
"Likewise, Clarkbar." Lex smiled back as they shut
the door behind them.
The elevator doors opened to the penthouseís private
hallway, and Clark groaned when he saw Chloe and Dave slumped against the
wall. The couple had apparently fallen asleep while waiting for them.
"Oh shit," he whispered, remembering what heíd said to both of
them and, worst of all, what heíd done in front of Dave.
Lexís eyes widened, both at the sight of their friends
sleeping in the hallway and at Clarkís groan and expression. "Did
something happen on campus before you came over?" he whispered, trying
not to wake the couple. He wanted to know what they were facing before they
got into it, if at all possible.
Clark gnawed on his lower lip and looked anywhere but at
Lex. "I sort of came on to both of them, and showedDavewhatIcando."
The last came out as a hurried jumble of words.
"You did what?!" Lex yelped, the sudden
loud cry waking Chloe and Dave, who sat up, watching Clark warily. "Oh,
Clark, when you come out, you really come out," he sighed. "Come
on, you two. I have a feeling this is going to be a long conversation, so weíll
be a lot more comfortable inside.
He let them all in and headed straight for the bar, saying,
"I donít know about anyone else, but I need a drink to handle
"Iíll take one too," Chloe agreed, still
watching Clark carefully. She moved to stand in front of him, ignoring Daveís
abortive attempt to hold her back and stared into his eyes while he blushed.
"Okay, whatever it was is over now. So what was it?"
"Maybe I should just grab the bottle," Lex
muttered, ignored by all.
Looking thoroughly ashamed of himself, Clark sank down onto
the sofa, his head in his hands. "Lex thinks it was the red rock I got
for my geology assignment and that it was the same type that was in that
bracelet I got in the union. It... sort of made me go all nutty-alpha and
"And it made you way strong too?" Dave asked.
Lex and Chloe both looked at Clark, not about to say a word
unless Clark decided to tell Dave the truth, although neither of them could
imagine how he could possibly keep his secret now.
"Mom and Dad are going to kill me," Clark sighed
before lifting his head to look at the others. "Not really, Iím like
Daveís eyebrows arched upward, and he looked at Chloe for
confirmation. When she slowly nodded, he frowned. "So itís because of
the meteor rocks in Smallville? Like all that stuff on the Wall of
Deciding that was a simpler explanation than that he was an
alien, Clark nodded. "Yeah, I think so."
Chloe looked uncomfortable, not liking telling her boyfriend
a lie, but it was Clarkís secret to tell, and apparently he wasnít quite
"You realize, of course," Lex put in, "that
you canít tell anyone about this? We donít want Clark to end up strapped
to a table in some government lab." He watched Dave carefully for his
reaction. Much as he liked Chloe and didnít want to cause her pain, if it
came to a choice between Daveóor heróand Clark, there was no contest.
"Yeah, uh, sure." Dave was still looking at Clark
warily. "I guess this sort of explains how you got that row of lockers
off me when that nutcase dino guy invaded the school."
"Yeah," Clark echoed faintly. Heíd caught Chloeís
look and knew she wasnít thrilled with his story, but he just couldnít
tell Dave the whole truth yet.
He looked over at Lex and blanched as heíd forgotten just
what theyíd been wearing when they went out and exactly how little his
lover was wearing now. "Shit!" he exclaimed, racing for the
bedroom and their robes, getting back before the others could even register
"I guess the rocks made you fast too?" Dave asked
carefully as his roommate bundled Lex into a robe then put one on himself.
Trying not to laugh at Clarkís sudden desire to cover him,
such a contrast to his behavior earlier that evening, Lex slid an arm around
his loverís waist. He noticed that Chloe hadnít said anything about
their attire, guessing that sheíd been enjoying the view. Listening to
Daveís questions, he frowned faintly, wondering how Clark was going to
handle the half-truths. He didnít have a very good track record when it
came to lying convincingly to friends.
"Fast, strong and hard to hurt," Clark agreed
quietly, still not looking quite at Dave as he spoke. "Lex says Iím
"But Iím the only one who gets to use you." Lex
drew Clark over to the loveseat, both of them curling up together in it.
"But the red meteor rocks, which Iím guessing is what the bracelet
and assignment are, react oddly with Clarkís mutations." He lied
without blinking, going along with the younger manís story.
"I can see that," Dave said, shaking his head as
he remembered how Clark had been acting both around himself and around
Chloe, and if what they were wearing was any indication, heíd made good on
his promise to go clubbing that night.
Clark tried to grin. "Guess that means Iím getting an
ĎFí on my geology project."
"Or this once you take some help from me," Lex put
in. "Because I think it would be best for all of us if you kept away
from those rocks."
Chloe nodded emphatically. "You were really weird,
"Got any lead cases I can put it in?" Clark
sighed. "And sorry, Chloe, I didnít mean it." He thought about
how that sounded and winced. "Not like it came out anyway."
"Quit while youíre ahead, Clark," Chloe advised
while Lex winced.
"Yeah, unless you want me to make that a lead coffin
for you," Lex muttered. "Iíll take care of the rocks for you
later. Right now Iím tired and too comfortable to move," he admitted,
leaning heavily on Clark.
Realizing what time it was, Chloe gasped. "Oh God, Iím
sorry, guys! I was just so worried..."
"Youíve got that right," Dave added. "Weíve
been sitting out there forever."
"You want to crash here?" Clark offered,
unconsciously moving Lex onto his lap and holding him close. "Itís
okay, right?" he asked his lover. "I promise I wonít jump
"Iíd say except me, but I donít think either of us
has any energy left for that. Sure, plenty of room here, help yourselves. Itís
late to be heading back to campus. All I ask is if you have any early
classes, donít wake me up."
"Weíll be quiet, and weíll make coffee before we
go," Chloe promised."
"You know the way to his heart," Clark chuckled.
"And speaking of sleep, I think we all need it."
Everyone agreeing, they made their way toward their rooms,
though not without a wary glance over his shoulder from Dave and a
questioning look from Chloe.
Once safely inside the bedroom with the door shut, Lex
turned his own curious expression on Clark. "You going to leave it at
that with Dave?" It would be hard on Chloe if he did, but Lex had no
intention of pointing that out to the younger man.
"You mean lying to him like that?" Clark asked,
sinking down to sit on the bed, looking ashamed of himself.
"I mean telling him part of the truth. You are affected
by the meteorites, after all, just not in the way he thinks now. And itís
entirely up to you who you tell and how much. Iím all in favor of anything
that keeps you safe, love."
"I donít know." Clark toyed with the tie of his
robe. "It seemed easier to explain it that way at the time; after all,
itís what Chloe thought about me too."
Lex nodded. "If thatís how you want to leave it, thatís
fine. I just thought, well, it might be a relief to you to be able to be
honest with someone else."
Clark sighed. "Mom and Dad freaked about Chloe knowing,
and Iíve known her forever. Can you imagine what theyíd do if I told
Dave the truth?"
Sighing in turn, Lex pointed out, "Much as I like and
respect your folks, Clark, itís your life. And youíre not a child any
more. Itís up to you to decide who you want to trust with the truth about
"I know, itís just... I donít know what I was
supposed to do. I canít explain away holding that huge desk in our room
over my head with one hand, and I had to tell him something... Iím - Iím
just not ready to tell him Iím an alien."
Lex stood up and came over to hug him hard. "I wasnít
trying to pressure you, love. Just wanted you to know that whatever you
decide, Iíll support you. Even if you want to tell him youíre a little
green man from Mars."
Clark gave a small smile at that. "Big, tanned man from
Krypton, thank you."
"You know what I meant!" Lex laughed.
"Iíll talk to him tomorrow. Iím sure heíll have a
million questions, even if Chloe tells him some stuff." He made a face,
realizing heíd drawn Chloe into his lies as well.
"Sounds good... and now, can we please get some
sleep?" Lex slumped, finally showing his exhaustion. The nap that
afternoon had helped, but Clark had really worn him out that day.
"Sure, Lexy." Instantly contrite, Clark stood and
stripped them both down before settling them into bed under the comforter.
"I love you," he whispered, as much to confirm that to himself as
to tell Lex.
"Love you too," Lex mumbled, curling around Clark,
his head pillowed on his loverís chest, no lingering worries about
anything Clark might do troubling him.
Stroking one hand over Lexís back, Clark stayed awake,
staring at the ceiling, for a long time before he finally fell asleep.
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