so we started this in 2004, but then we both stopped watching the show, and
it took us a long time to dip our toes back into the pool.
Note2: While the Games stories are all
written as standalones, the relationship will make a lot more sense if youíve
read the previous 22 (!) stories in the series.
Orithain and Rina
Disclaimer: Would that they belonged to us so that we
could watch instead of just writing about it, but they donít.
~ October 2012 ~
"Anything going on this weekend that you canít
reschedule?" Clark asked the question as he walked up behind Lex,
peering over his shoulder at the concoction he was stirring in the pot on
the stove. "And is that dinner or a science experiment?"
"Comments like that will have you ordering
pizza," Lex sniffed, adding a bit more basil to his sauce. "What
did you have in mind for the weekend?" He tossed a bit of chicken to
Sheri, then another piece to Gohan.
Clark neatly intercepted the next piece of chicken
that went into the air and grinned as Lex shook his head. "We havenít
seen Mom and Dad in a few weeks, and I know their highnesses would enjoy a
run around the f-a-r-m."
Both dogsí heads perked up, and Sheri barked at
them, squirming excitedly.
"I told you they understood when you
spelled it," Lex said triumphantly.
Clark groaned, knowing there would be no peace
until the dogs settled down again. "Yes, they have your brains,
dear," he laughed. "And Iíll take them outside while you finish
up dinner so they can work off some of the excitement."
"Good plan, I really donít want them to
knock me over again," Lex replied wryly, remembering a previous
occasion when the excited dogs had bounded around him, tangling between his
feet and knocking him off balance so heíd tumbled to the floor. And of
course, that had just made them more excited. He shook his head. "Run
them around the city a few times," he suggested.
"I think Iíll stick to the park,"
Clark laughed. "Donít want to end up having to carry them both
home." He kissed Lex on the back of the neck, then grabbed the leashes
from the hook by the back door, whistling for the dogs and attaching their
leashes to their collars. "Be back in about half an hour."
"Whichíll give me just enough time to
finish dinner." Lex blew a kiss over his shoulder before returning his
concentration to his sauce. "Donít be late! Itís no good if it
"Are you going to meet me at the door in a
nice dress and your apron, a martini in your hand?" Clark laughed,
ducking out the door before Lex threw something at him.
"It would serve you right if I met you by
throwing it in your face," Lex yelled after him, chuckling.
"Work some of that energy out of them?"
Lex asked when Clark and the dogs returned a while later. "So maybe we
can sit down and have dinner without tripping over them on the way?" He
bent down to pet the two dogs, both of whom pushed past him toward their
"We can only hope," Clark laughed,
walking into the kitchen to get the food and bring it to the table.
"Weíll give it a try. And to answer the
question you asked before you went out, Iím free, and I think itís a
great idea." Lex began dishing up the meal, knowing Clark was probably
hungry after being run ragged by the dogs.
Clark grinned and reached around Lex to carry the
plates to the table. "Glad to hear it; be ready to go on Friday
Lex saluted. "Yes, sir. Should I bring
my bag, sir?"
"You can set it out; Iíll pack it."
Lex eyed him over a forkful of pasta dripping with
rich, spicy sauce. "Are you saying that you donít trust me to
Clark dipped a piece of bread into his sauce and
took a bite. "I donít trust you not to over-pack."
"Youíre calling me a clothes horse."
Green eyes met blue as Clark tries to keep from
snickering at the question.
"We donít all wear primary-colored
underwear twenty-four/seven," Lex grumbled, narrowing his eyes.
"And just who designed said
monstrosity?" Clark shot back.
Lex nearly choked on his dinner as he tried not to
laugh. "It was just supposed to be for one party," he defended
himself, grinning widely.
"You made me keep wearing it." Since he
was acting childish, Clark went full bore and stuck his tongue out at Lex.
"I am so glad we canít have
kids," Lex said, though the amusement in his eyes gave him away.
"We have dogs; thatís enough," Clark
reminded him in between bites of his meal.
"And they wonít pick up Daddyís
bad habits," Lex retorted, pouring them some more wine.
"Yeah, Iíd hate for them to start planning
corporate takeovers or sucking on water bottles."
Laughing, Lex gave up. "Yes, dear. Just
remember when youíre packing that black lace itches."
Clark snickered. "And Iíll bring a hat so
you donít get burned."
Suddenly remembering the atrocity that Clark had
pouted him into wearing on their first trip to an amusement park, Lex
glared. "Sunblock is perfectly sufficient."
"Maybe," Clark said mysteriously.
Lex eyed him suspiciously. "What are you
Clark gave his best innocent look. "Donít
you trust me, Lex?"
Lexís expression grew even warier. "Every
time you ask me that, I find myself doing something Iíd have sworn Iíd
Clarkís expression turned to a sly grin.
"If you can tell me why weíre going away, Iíll tell you where weíre
Lex blinked, his mind racing as he tried to think
of the significance of this weekend, but nothing was coming to him.
"Just because?" he essayed.
"Wro-ong," Clark sing-songed.
"Guess I get to pack and you get to wait to find out where weíre
"Weíre not going to see your family,"
Lex carefully avoided the word Ďfarmí, "after you got the dogs all
excited? Iíll let you tell them," he laughed.
"No, not there, though theyíre heading that
"Ah, weíre having a weekend without the
kids." Lex eyed Clark with interest. "I donít suppose Iím
getting another nude weekend," he teased.
Clark smirked. "You never know..."
"Yeah, right," Lex snorted. "But itís
a nice mental image." He leaned over the table to kiss Clark.
"Mmm, better than the pasta," Clark
sighed as they finally sat back. "I need you to be home by noon on
Friday, got it?"
"Iíll make sure to clear my calendar,"
Lex agreed. "I put myself into your capable hands."
"Still no idea why weíre here, right?"
Clark laughed as their shuttle pulled into the driveway of the tropical
resort on Key West.
Despite several days of thought and growing
confusion, Lex had to shake his head. "Are you sure youíre not just
making something up to drive me nuts?" he asked laughingly, making an
older man in the seat next to them chuckle.
Clark grinned devilishly. "Once we get in our
room, Iíll do a pantomime; that might ring a bell." He slid out of
the shuttle when it stopped, about to grab the bags before realizing the
porters would get the luggage to their room.
"Mmm, I do enjoy a free show," Lex
teased, sliding an arm around Clarkís waist as he smiled up into the green
"Free?" Clark asked, his dark eyebrows
winging upward. "Now stay here and Iíll check us in, and donít
flirt with anyone."
"Why would I waste my time when I already
have the most gorgeous guy here?" Lex leaned against a column, crossed
his ankles, and settled in to wait for Clarkís return.
In answer Clark leaned in and gave Lex a slow,
thorough kiss, then chuckled when cat-calls came from the windows above
them. "Just to get you thinking, clothing is optional at the pool
"Can we spend the whole weekend there?"
Lex called after him.
"Your friend is in for a surprise, I
think," a cute blond chuckled beside Lex, making the businessman eye
"Oh?" he asked the stranger coolly.
"Yeah, all the common areas are
Lexís eyes widened. "I like this place
An older man came up beside the blond and slid a
proprietary arm around his waist. "Making new friends, lover?" he
asked, glaring at Lex, who started to laugh.
"Iíve got the key, Lex," Clark called,
drawing up slightly at the way one of the strangers was eyeing Lex.
"A slight misunderstanding, I think,"
Lex replied easily. "Nothing to worry about." He moved toward
Clark, already dismissing the other couple from his mind.
"Yeah, weíre cool," the blond laughed,
hugging his partner and leading him away.
"Canít leave you alone for five
minutes," Clark sighed.
"The twink was just telling me that you
missed a few details in the literature, Clarkbar. Like that." Lex
nodded toward a nude couple strolling through the lobby.
Clark gurgled and blushed. "Teach me not to
read the fine print," he rasped.
Laughing, Lex pulled Clark around to face him and
kissed him. "I do love you," he said fondly when their lips
"But you still donít know why weíre
here," Clark answered, getting control of himself again and leading Lex
toward their room.
"To have fun and enjoy ourselves," Lex
replied easily, enjoying the view of Clarkís ass in his jeans.
Clark laughed and shook his head. "Thatís
what weíre doing while weíre here; youíre lucky Iím not a girl
because Iíd be having a snit fit."
"Okay, give; Iíve thought of and discarded
every anniversary, but obviously Iíve missed something. What?"
"Patience," Clark grinned, waiting until
they were in their room to continue. "Okay, you can be me..." he
positioned Lex near the window, trying not to look down at the nude
men by the pool, "and Iíll be you."
Lexís eyebrows rose. "Youíre going to
shave your head, and Iím suddenly going to be able to fly?"
Clark snickered. "Not necessary for this
little story. Now look out at the water, not the hot bodies..." He made
driving noises then cursed as he pretended to drop something.
Lex faced out over the balcony, trying to remember
what had made such an impression on Clark that involved him driving...
"Guess I donít need to get the bale of
wire," Clark laughed.
"You might get some rather odd looks from
room service for that request," Lex chuckled in reply.
"And even stranger ones for paying to fix the
window if I had to knock you through it."
"Not to mention that Iíd be fairly
irritated if you did."
Clark walked over to Lex and wrapped his arms
around his waist. "And Iíd rather not spend this weekend with you
Lex leaned back against him, turning his head to
smile up into Clarkís face. "Good thing you know how to put me in a
good mood then, isnít it?"
"Otherwise you might try to take over the
world," Clark laughed, stroking his hands over Lexís back.
"Instead Iím kept busy trying to keep up
with you," Lex replied, not sounding overly upset.
"Only because you have a spandex
Lex shook his head. "I have a Clark
Clark smiled and kissed Lex again. "Well, you
can have all you want of that this weekend."
"I may never want to go back." Lex
stretched sinuously, his hands coming to rest on Clarkís shoulders.
"Weíll go broke buying sunscreen,"
"In case youíve forgotten, I have several
billion dollars. Thatíll buy a hell of a lot of sunscreen."
Deciding to test things, Clark shrugged.
"Okay, weíll stay here and be island bums then."
Lex laughed wryly. "Within a week, Iíd be
buying out the resort and youíd be flying around the surrounding area
rescuing people. As tempting as it sounds, neither of us is cut out to be a
"True," Clark grinned, pulling Lex
closer, "so weíll just enjoy the weekend, then head back to the real
"And think about coming back sometime,"
"So, youíre in charge, so what do you have
planned for this evening?"
"Well, we can either go out and eat, then
watch the sunset at the docks, or get room service and curl up in that
bed," Clark answered, grinning as he had no doubt of what Lexís
answer would be.
Seeing the smile, Lex held in a smile. There was
nothing he hated more than being predictable, even with Clark. "I think
we need to see what the resort has to offer," he replied.
Clarkís eyebrows rose, then he chuckled.
"Whatever you want, Lexy," he teased, "Iím changing into
shorts first though."
"What, not going to take advantage of that
clothing optional policy?" Lex teased.
"Get me drunk and weíll see."
"Just a moment while I call room service for
a couple of vats of whiskey," Lex replied instantly, starting for the
Clark roared with laughter. "You give me that
much to drink and Iíll spend all weekend puking in your Guccis."
"Damn, my evil plot is foiled again."
"I never let you have any fun, do I?"
"On second thought, why donít we leave the
exploration for tomorrow, and tonight we can concentrate on the fun you do
let me have?" Lex slid his arms around Clarkís waist and smirked up
Clarkís smile changed to a devilish smirk.
"Want to reenact our anniversary?"
"Reenactments are always good. You know how
much I love history."
"Well, I canít promise this one will be
totally accurate; I may have to embellish some..."
"In the interest of improvement, I suppose I
can let the inaccuracy slide." Lex could feel himself hardening, and he
knew Clark could too.
Clark chuckled and brushed a kiss over Lexís
open mouth. "Because of what it gets you," he murmured, picking
Lex up and laying him on the tiled floor. "Just a second." He
vanished and grabbed a pillow from the bed so that Lex wouldnít hurt
"Never mind a pillow, Iíd rather have
you," Lex grumbled even as Clark was pushing it under him.
"Shut up, youíre unconscious."
Lex rolled his eyes before shutting them and
pretending to snore.
"Unconscious people donít snore, Lex,"
One blue eye cracked open to peer up at Clark.
"You want me to leave the shorts here when we
go to the pool?"
Lex subsided, but there was a mutinous pout on his
face, not that heíd ever admit to being capable of such an expression.
Clark still looked unimpressed. "Want me to
go get a pitcher full of dirty river water and pour it on you?"
This time both eyes opened to fix Clark in a
Clark grinned and sat back on his heels. "Not
seeing unconscious disgruntled fertilizer factory manager here."
"And I am seeing a smirking smartass
instead of an angelic savior," Lex retorted before closing his eyes
again and relaxing on the floor.
Once he was sure Lex was playing along, Clark let
his expression change to worried as he remembered that day. "Are you
okay?" he asked, before shaking Lex, then leaning in to give him mouth
to mouth though the action was more like a kiss.
Fighting his instincts, Lex managed to keep
himself from responding to the kiss and lay limp and silent, motionless as
heíd been the day they met.
"Címon, mister, you gotta be okay,"
Clark murmured, brushing his lips against Lexís as he stroked his hand
over the other manís chest.
Lex stirred slightly, turning almost imperceptibly
toward Clarkís warmth as heíd done when chilled and wet from the river.
"Youíre okay; youíre going to be
okay," Clark chanted, continuing his kisses while he stroked his hand
under Lexís shirt.
Hoping that his shiver of arousal could be
dismissed as a reaction to his imaginary dunking, Lex slowly opened his eyes
and stared up into the warm green of Clarkís. "Who are you?" he
"Clark. You had an accident and drove into
"Are you my guardian angel then?"
Clark nodded, continuing to stroke Lexís stomach
and chest. "Iím here to take care of you and keep you safe."
Grateful that there was no protective father to
draw Clark away now, Lex raised a hand to cup Clarkís cheek. "Thatís
a pretty big job," he whispered.
"Itís what I was sent here for," Clark
whispered. "Trust me, I can handle it."
"I do trust you," Lex replied, turning
more toward him.
"With anything?" Clark whispered,
locking his gaze with Lexís.
"I trust you too." With that, Clark
leaned in, and instead of attempting mouth to mouth, he kissed Lex.
Instantly opening his mouth, Lex reached up, his
hands curling over Clarkís shoulders to cling to him.
As he explored Lexís mouth with his tongue,
Clark groaned, his erection pressing against his pants. "Iím going to
keep you safe," he said again, his voice rough.
"From everyone but you, I hope," Lex
replied, arching up against him eagerly.
"Iíll never hurt you." Clark shifted
so that he was on his hands and knees over Lex.
"I know that." Lex lay back again and
gazed up trustingly, putting himself completely in Clarkís hands.
Shuddering at the trust in Lexís expression,
Clark lowered himself and rubbed against Lex, exploring his mouth. That made
Lex groan throatily, his whole body tightening as Clark aroused them both.
"I wanted to do this that day," Clark
breathed. "I just didnít know it then."
"So do it now. Show me what you wanted. What I
wanted, and I did know it."
Clark reared up, staring down at Lex, then grasped
his shirt, ripping it open to bare the toned, pale chest to his gaze.
"This, everythingóI wanted all of you."
"Iím yours," Lex vowed softly. "I
always was." His hands slid down the muscular arms to intertwine their
fingers, and he arched his back, displaying himself for Clark.
Clark raised Lexís arms over his head and dipped
his head down to lick at Lexís nipples, teasing the peaks tighter and
Wordless moans fell from Lexís lips and he
writhed, the sensation of being held in place by Clarkís unbreakable grip
only increasing his arousal. His legs spread, allowing Clark to settle
between them, and he arched higher, pressing his aching erection against the
"Are you mine, Lex?" Clark asked as he
rubbed their bodies together. "Mine forever?"
"Yes," Lex panted. "All
yours." One calf hooked around Clarkís leg, allowing Lex to hitch
himself higher, and he groaned at the increased pressure.
Clarkís smile was far different from the
innocent grin he would have worn as the boy he was pretending to be; it was
possessive and full of sensual promise that he planned on delivering.
"Well, if youíre mine, I should take you
home." That said, he caught Lex up in one arm and carried him to the
bed without changing their positions.
Lex inhaled sharply, the science geek in him still
easily aroused by the display of Clarkís powers and the grown man intent
on the promise in Clarkís eyes. "So youíre going to keep me
then?" he rasped.
Clark shrugged, the movement sliding their bodies
together through the fabric of their pants. "I did save your life;
doesnít that mean itís mine?"
"You donít look Chinese," Lex
retorted, unable to resist. "But far be it for me to abuse local
customs. I guess Iím all yours now." He writhed against Clark, both
legs now around his husbandís waist as they both tried to get even closer.
"Idiot," Clark laughed, the sound rough
and deep with need. "I think your brain must have been affected by your
near death experience, and if it was, your body might be too; I should do a
thorough inspection." That said, Clark shimmied out of Lexís hold and
began moving, exploring Lexís jaw and neck with his mouth.
"Are... are you a doctor then?" Lexís
breath caught when Clark hit an especially sensitive spot on his neck.
"I have first aid training." Clark
chuckled as he worried the tender skin behind Lexís earlobe, then moved to
the hollow of his throat.
"Thatís good because Iím pretty sure I
need mouth to mouth."
"Just mouth to mouth?"
"Itís a start." Lex smiled wryly. He
reached between then to cup Clarkís erection through his jeans, rubbing
eagerly. "You may need to do some in depth examinations."
"Thatís what Iím trying to do."
Clark kissed Lex again, then backed away to catch his nipple between his
teeth, pulling back to give Lex just a hint of pain, something he knew the
other man liked from time to time.
"Clark!" Lex nearly twisted out of his
grasp, but fortunately Clark had been prepared for his reaction and held on.
Lexís fingers buried themselves in Clarkís thick hair, clutching him
tightly while the bald man moaned hungrily.
Clarkís smile thinned as his own desire grew,
and he salved the tender skin with his tongue even as he undid Lexís belt
and opened his pants so that he could brush his hand over the smooth skin
Lexís hips thrust upward, seeking more of that
touch. "Please," he groaned, desperate to feel Clarkís hand on
Clarkís next kiss was centered on Lexís
breastbone, then he licked lower, tasting the musky flavor of Lexís navel
as he eased the fine linen trousers down over Lexís hips.
"Stop teasing," Lex gritted out. He
reached for Clarkís hand, trying to drag it to his cock.
"Youíre recovering from a near-death
experience; I donít want to give you a heart attack."
Lex growled. "Iím more likely to have one
from frustration. Besides, donít you need to check me for injuries?
"I am; you just need to be more
"When you get to know me, youíll realize
that patience is not one of my predominant characteristics!"
Clarkís eyes widened, and he let his lower lip
jut out just slightly.
"Oh, that is so unfair," Lex
grumbled, but he forced himself to lie still and let his "innocent
savior" have his way.
"Thank you." Clark smiled sweetly and
gave Lex a kiss for that before gently rolling him to his stomach and
licking a path up his spine. Lex shivered, his legs spreading without
conscious thought, and he moaned softly.
"No bruising back here," Clark
continued, nuzzling the nape of Lexís neck, then down behind an ear.
"Thatís a relief. But maybe I have internal
injuries. You should check." Lex squirmed, unable to remain still.
"You want me to do surgery on you?"
Clark gasped, trying to sound shocked, but it came out more like a laugh.
"No, I think an internal exam would be
"Well, Iíve never done one before, but Iíll
give it my best shot." Clark shifted so that he was lying on top of Lex,
his weight propped up on his elbows.
"Iím sure youíll be great." Lex
pushed up, trying to reach Clark. He needed to feel the heat of Clarkís
skin against him, and he was rapidly reaching the stage of being willing to
beg for it.
"I hope so." Clark kissed his way down
Lexís back, rolling onto his knees and spreading Lexís ass so that he
could lick at his hole, shivering at the throaty moan he got in response to
the action. Lex grabbed fistfuls of the sheets, his whole body arching into
a deep bow as he fought the need to thrust back against Clarkís tongue.
"Oh yes," Clark whispered, pressing his
tongue inward, stretching Lexís ass as he stroked his hips and thighs,
calming him even as he aroused him.
Lex whimpered, his body tense as he held still,
letting Clark do whatever he wanted. "Love you," he murmured.
"Need you now," Clark rasped, pulling
back and grabbing for the lube, slicking himself up before helping Lex to
turn over and sliding inside him.
"Oh god, finally," Lex panted,
arching up to take Clark deeper as he clenched down.
"Needed this forever," Clark whispered
as he began to move slowly, taking his time, pulling almost all the way out
of Lexís ass before reversing direction and sliding forward again.
"Always," Lex panted, barely registering
Clarkís words as he concentrated on the sensations filling him. "Best
accident I ever had."
"Iím worth the loss of your Porsche?"
Clark asked, smiling slightly as he rocked back and forth, keeping up the
same slow pace.
"Better than ten Porsches," Lex vowed.
He pushed back, trying to get Clark to speed up.
Clark beamed in response to that, then leaned in,
taking Lexís mouth in a kiss that was as slow and deep as their coming
together. Groaning, Lex relaxed, rocking back as he accepted the slow pace
and came to revel in it.
"God, youíre gorgeous," Clark
whispered as he pulled back to stare down at Lex, the muscles in his arms
and chest bunching as he held himself back.
"Have you looked in a mirror lately?"
Lex chuckled breathlessly, running a possessive hand down Clarkís chest.
"Yeah, but I donít go around admiring
myself, so let me admire you."
"If you insist, although I still think I have
the better view."
"We each have our own opinions."
"And they blend perfectly."
Clark had to smile gently at that and kiss Lex.
"I love you."
Lex stilled and shut his eyes for a moment, a
faint shudder wracking him. When he opened his eyes again, they were as
bright as Clark had ever seen them. "I love you too."
At that, Clark leaned in to kiss Lex again, making
Lex moan and tighten down around him. Lex raised his legs, wrapping them
around Clarkís waist, and inhaled sharply when the shift in position let
Clark sink deeper inside him.
"Perfect," Clark whispered, holding
himself back and maintaining the same steady rhythm, wanting this to last as
long as possible.
"Always," Lex replied softly, watching
Clark watch him. "And forever."
Clark shuddered at the words, the tremor
travelling through his body to Lexís everywhere they touched. "Damn
right," he whispered.
"Iím really glad I hit you with my
car," Lex said, managing a quick grin.
"Iím glad you knocked some sense into
me," Clark countered as he arched down into Lexís body again.
Lex chuckled breathlessly. "I think itís
the other way around."
"Fine," Clarkís voice was growing
tight, and the muscles bulged in his shoulders as he strove to retain
control, "we did it to each other."
"Yeah, we did. We do." Lex suddenly
raised his head to bite at Clarkís throat, knowing he couldnít mark him
but needing to try.
The grunt Clark gave was in answer to both the
comment and the bite, and he arched his neck to allow Lex more access even
as he cradled the back of his head with one hand, stroking his thumb over
the bump there.
Lex responded by thrusting upward with his hips,
moving faster and urging Clark into a harder rhythm, Clark giving in to the
silent request and dipping his head in to claim Lexís mouth as they moved
together, each thrust more frantic than the one that proceeded it. They both
sought release and fought it, wanting to prolong the joy they found in each
other, each tasting the desperation and exhilaration in the otherís kiss.
"Lex!" The single word breathed out of
Clarkís lungs and into Lexís before he felt the first tremors of the
other manís climax and let himself go, following him over into the nirvana
of their shared climaxes in each otherís arms.
Long moments passed in which the only sound was
the rustling of the curtains in the breeze that came through the open window
and their panting as they slowly caught their breath. "We should have
an anniversary every weekend."
"Well, technically we do," Clark
murmured, nuzzling Lexís jaw as he spoke.
"Maybe I should buy the resort after
"Because we canít come down here every
"Youíre being logical again," Lex
"Besides, if you bought it, coming here
wouldnít be a vacation since youíd be worrying about whether it was
making a profit or not."
"Of course it would make a profit if I owned
it." Lex sounded insulted that Clark might think otherwise.
"And you would spend the whole weekend making
sure it stayed that way, so no. Vacation, Lex; no cape for me, no
work for you, got it?"
Lex chuckled then, showing that heíd never been
serious. "Maybe youíll just have to keep reminding me."
Clark rolled his eyes in response before nipping
at Lexís earlobe. "Idiot."
"Well, you like me, so that makes you an
"I like you?"
"I certainly hope you like me as well as
Clark managed a put-upon sigh. "I suppose I
like you as well as loving you."
"Iím relieved to hear it," Lex said
"I would hope so otherwise weíre both
screwed," Clark said before grinning and kissing Lex before he rolled
over to his back, bringing the other man with him.
"You do realize that particular comment is
somewhat comical in our current circumstances, right?"
Clark stroked his hands over Lexís back and
chuckled. "Considering our reenactment right before our current
circumstance, damn right it is."
Lex smiled down at him. "Lucky us then."
"I already knew that about us."
"And so does everyone else."
"So, ready to go?" Clark asked as he
downed the rest of his coffee, grinning at Lex over the rim of the cup.
"Key West awaits."
"Sure you donít want to stay at the
clothing-optional pool?" Lex teased before finishing the rest of his
"We can do that if you want," Clark
said, shrugging easily. "Might be a little quiet there right now."
"Since I donít want you to spontaneously
combust, I think weíll stick with your plan. I always enjoy sightseeing
"Hey," Clark protested, "I knew
that about the place when I booked us in here; I can lose the trunks if we
go down there."
"Weíll do that later. Iíll have a few
drinks so I donít decide to destroy anyone for looking at you, and weíll
"They can look; as long as they donít touch
you, weíll be good."
Lex laughed. "You realize weíre both
Clark chuckled as he set his glass down and got to
his feet, holding his hand out to Lex as he did so. "Lexy, anyone who
knows us knows thatís a fact."
"Good point. Itís fortunate they arenít
likely to try to have us committed."
"Exactly, because they wouldnít have to try
too hard." Clark caught Lexís hand and pulled him to his feet.
"Now come on, and donít forget the sunscreen."
Lex rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say,
"If you get sunburned, we canít enjoy the
"Yes, Clark," Lex sighed, knowing this
was a battle he had no chance of winning. "Iíll be a good boy and put
"Youíre always a very good boy," Clark
assured him, pulling him closer for a kiss. "And Iíll make it up to
"I have every intention of holding you to
that," Lex informed him. "So, what are our plans for the
"Considering that I know Iím married to a
history geek, I figured Harry Trumanís Little White House, the Hemingway
house, the Audubon house..."
Lex beamed. "Oh, I do love you."
"Because I know what you like?"
"Because you care what I like."
"I love you, Lex; of course I care what you
like," Clark smiled, kissing him again even as he reached for the
sunblock. He squirted a dollop onto Lexís scalp, dropping the bottle into
the cargo pocket of his shorts when he was done and then rubbing it into Lexís
Lex tried to look disgruntled, but he practically
purred as he leaned into Clarkís touch. "I still love you for
"Good thing since I donít believe in
divorce and my parents would kick your ass if you left me."
"Unless I ran away with your mother,"
Lex chuckled. "I think I could convince her."
"Then Iíd kick your ass," Clark
laughed as he started them toward the door and out into the open-air
"But just think of all the potato salad Iíd
"Hard to eat it from orbit."
"Well damn, I guess Iíll just have to stick
with you then."
"Good thing for both of us, isnít it?"
They reached the stairs and started down, Clark sliding his arm around Lexís
waist as they headed out into the sun.
"Yes, it is." Lex glanced over at him.
"Maybe when we go to the pool, we should play Marco Polo."
"Just how are we going to make sure that
thereís no one else in the pool if we want to do that?" Clark asked,
"That could be a problem since you wonít
let me buy the resort."
"Then I suppose weíre going to have to wait
for that until we can go home to our own pool, wonít we?"
"Thatíll be something to look forward
"As long as the dogs donít join us."
Lex burst into laughter. "Oh, you know theyíre
"True," Clark chuckled, "though
that means no skinny-dipping, at least for you."
"Ouch! Apparently weíre restricted to our
shower for any games."
"Or the Jacuzzi; I think weíll
"I have every confidence in us."
"Thatís because youíre brilliant,"
Clark laughed as they walked out onto the sidewalk and headed toward
"I think you love me for my mind."
"Among other things."
"That was great," Lex enthused when they
let themselves back into their hotel room, their purchases already waiting
for them since Lex had had everything delivered. He was slightly pink
despite Clarkís enthusiastic and frequent applications of sunscreen, but
he knew it would fade before dinner.
"Iím glad you liked it," Clark
murmured, watching Lex fondly from where he leaned against the door.
"So do you want to go down to Mallory Square Dock to watch the sunset
"That sounds like a great idea," Lex
agreed immediately. "Is dinner part of it, or should we plan on going
someplace else afterward?"
"That depends if you want food from a stand
or to eat sitting down here. We have reservations here for nine, but Iím
easy either way."
"Letís keep the reservations. After running
around all day, I think we may want to sit down and be served."
"So in other words youíre going to be too
tired to hit the pool then, hrmm?"
Lex gave him a look that questioned his sanity.
"Dinner will let us relax, and we can hit the pool later this
Clark snickered at that and pushed off the door to
walk toward Lex. "Now why did I know that youíd say that?"
"Because you know me so well."
"Must be," Clark replied easily.
"Smug," Lex said, shaking his head, at
least until Clark caught him and kissed him.
"Takes one to know one."
"I have reason."
"To be smug?"
Lex looked Clark up and down and nodded, earning
himself another kiss.
"Hero fetish," he murmured.
"Clark addiction," Lex corrected,
looping his arms around Clarkís waist.
"Much better, especially since I have a Lex
addiction as well."
"We can be happily co-dependent."
"Should we get t-shirts that say that?"
"Now those we could wear," Lex chuckled.
"And you know Chloe would love them."
"We can see if thereís an air-brush place
on the dock and get them done there," Clark suggested, looking as if he
was already plotting the design.
Looking amused, Lex nodded his agreement. "I
leave it in your capable hands."
"One thing I know is there wonít be any red
or blue in the design," Clark laughed. "So, do you want to head
down there now or relax here for a while?" He glanced at his watch
before continuing. "Weíve got a couple of hours before sundown, but
thereís lots of stuff going on down there."
"Letís go down," Lex decided. "Iím
not tired, and I know you arenít," he added wryly, "so thereís
no reason to stay here. We get plenty of opportunity to relax together at
"Excellent!" Clark enthused, beaming at
Lex. "We can get some margaritas, wander around and watch the
performersóand I can see about getting us those shirts."
"Sounds like fun," Lex agreed, stepping
back. "We should get going before we get distracted then."
"True, we can get distracted later on after
dinner and swimming," Clark mused, pulling the door open behind him and
crooking a finger at Lex to beckon him into the hall.
"And Iím sure we will." Lex followed,
slipping an arm around Clarkís waist when he reached him, and they
continued down the hall together, wandering back out of the resort and
toward the dock where the crowds had already begun gathering for the eveningís
celebration. Street performers did their acts in open areas while vendors
sold everything from food to shells to supposedly magical items.
Grinning, Clark bought both of them margaritas and
steered Lex over to watch a flame-swallower put on his show.
"Looks like something youíd be good
at," Lex murmured to Clark under cover of the noise of the crowd, a
wicked grin curving his lips.
"Are you calling me flaming?" Clark
snickered, curving his arm around Lexís waist under the hem of his shirt.
"Well, I meant how good you are at
swallowing, but if the shoe fits..."
"Just remember, you taught me everything
about being flaming that I know."
"I would never flame," Lex informed him.
Clark seemed unable to speak at that point, but
his chest was shaking against Lexís back.
"You disagree?" Lex turned his head,
looking back at Clark with a superior expression that was belied by the
mischief sparkling in his blue eyes.
"Youíre butch, Lexy," Clark snickered
before quickly taking a sip of his drink.
"Itís not wise to make fun of the guy you
hope to share a bed with."
"I know, but you love me anyway." Clark
leaned in for a kiss as he spoke.
"It seems nothing is going to change
that," Lex admitted once the kiss broke.
"Good thing because the same is true for
me." The show ended, and Clark reluctantly let go of Lexís waist to
dig out his wallet and throw a few dollars in the hat the manís assistant
was passing around for donations.
"It works out well." They strolled
through the crowd, stopping whenever anything caught their eye and often
tossing money to performers. The sun sank toward the horizon, brilliant
streaks of color beginning to stretch across the sky.
"Donít let me forget to pick up those
shirts," Clark ordered as they carried their refreshed drinks toward
the end of the dock, joining the throng already out there, locals and
tourists mixing together to watch the sun descend into the ocean.
"I wouldnít dream of it. Weíll have
matching shirts and collars," Lex chuckled. "You know Chloeís
going to want a picture."
"Are we going to get matching shorts as
Lex eyed him. "Your parents let you read the
Bobbsey Twins books when you were young, didnít they?"
Clark snickered in response and leaned in to
nuzzle Lexís neck. "The things I want to do with you arenít
sibling-like in the least."
"Iím very relieved to hear it. I have
similar ideas. Later tonight we can share and decide which ones we want to
"Good thing we can sleep on the flight
back," Clark murmured, "weíre going to need it."
"We wouldnít want to waste any of our time
"Mmm, I love the way you think, Mr. Luthor."
"You inspire me, Mr. Kent."
"Very glad to hear it; now watch the sunset,
then we can eat, then weíll see how much I blush when we go to the
Lex chuckled softly. "Try not to heat the
"Iíll keep my eyes closed," Clark said
dryly though he tightened the arm he had around Lexís waist as he spoke.
"Donít worry, Iím fairly certain that I
can distract you," Lex murmured, leaning into Clark as they watched the
"Iím looking forward to it." The edge
of the sun appeared to hit the water, and the sky blazed with reds and
"That sight alone is worth the trip,"
Lex said softly, his head on Clarkís shoulder.
"Yes, it is," Clark was looking down at
Lex as the words left his lips.
"Look at the sunset, Clarkbar."
"So, did the food meet your
expectations?" Clark asked as they left the restaurant and headed back
up to their room to change.
"It wasnít as good as your momís, of
course, but yes, I would go there again."
"Hrmm, Iím impressed, you didnít muse
about buying the place again."
"I have better things to think about."
"Such as?" Clark asked, already knowing
Lex just had a single word for him.
Clark forced himself to keep from wincing.
"Do we at least get towels for the trip down?"
"Towels, trunks, robes, whatever you like. Itís
clothing optional, Clark, not forced nudity."
"I picked the place, remember?" Clark
said after taking a deep breath. "And itís no worse than being gawked
at other times."
That gained him a kiss that left them both panting
and pressed close together. "I can guarantee you that itíll be
looking only; no one will touch."
"I meant in the suit," Clark chuckled
throatily. "And no oneís going to touch you either; weíre going to
be glued together."
"Oh damn, Iím going to hate that."
"Same here, so robes down to the pool then we
can lose them," Clark said decisively, letting Lexís nearness and the
drinks heíd had that night help shove down his innate modesty.
"Are you sure we canít stay here
forever?" Lex asked, looking him up and down.
"Weíve had this discussion before; youíd
get bored and try to take over the world, and that would make things
difficult for us," Clark pointed out with a laugh.
"I didnít say buy it; I said stay. Iím
sure youíre enough to distract me."
"If you bought it, youíd be less bored than
if we just stayed here, plus the dogs would miss the snow."
"Hmm, yes, youíre right. Ah well, I suppose
weíll just have to visit when we can." Lex nudged Clark onward until
they were in their room. Once there, he began stripping, getting ready to go
down to the pool.
Clark paused a moment to admire the pale flesh
that was being bared to his sight then began pulling off his clothes as
well, leaving them where they fell. He kicked out of his shorts and shoes
and padded into the bathroom, gathering up robes and towels for them both.
Lex accepted the robe with thanks and shrugged
into it, his own eyes drinking in Clarkís golden, sculpted form.
"Willing and able," Clark promised,
slipping the keycard into his robe pocket after he belted it on and throwing
the towels over his shoulder.
"Iím delighted to hear it." Lex
reached for Clarkís hand as they left their room, finally heading for the
"Like I could be anything else around
you." Clark tensed slightly as they heard the noise from the pool area
but glanced over at Lex, took a deep breath, and grinned.
"Not too ready. I donít want to have to
fight off hordes of admirers," Lex told him, sounding amused.
"Guess youíd better not rub up against me
then," Clark countered. "And again we differ in our opinions about
who the hordes would be coming after."
Lex laughed. "You really are insane, but
fortunately I like it."
Whatever Clark had been about to say was lost as
they entered the patio area to find it full of partying naked men.
"Good god, itís a bacchanalia," Lex
"This makes the club scene look tame,"
Clark nodded, keeping a firm grip on Lexís waist to keep him close.
Lex chuckled. "Not some of the clubs I went
to, but compared to any place Iíd take you, yes."
"Always protecting me," Clark murmured,
brushing a kiss over Lexís temple.
"Thatís never going to change," Lex
assured him, leaning into the caress.
"Same here, but tonight the noble side can go
to sleep, or are we not going to dance?"
"Weíre not diving straight into the pool? Iím
impressed, Clark." Lex turned into his arms to start dancing before
Clark could change his mind.
"So so funny," Clark snorted, pulling
back enough to look down at Lex. "And I thought the point of this was
to lose the robes?"
"I wasnít sure you were ready for
that," Lex admitted. "But since you are..." He shrugged out
of his robe, draping it over a lounge chair, and reached for the belt on
Clarkís, the younger man shrugging out of it the moment Lex had it
"Better?" he asked, tossing the robe on
top of Lexís.
"Perfect," Lex breathed, sliding his
arms around Clarkís waist and pressing close. "And all mine."
"Ten years," Clark nodded, the crowd
around them and the beat of the music creating a rhythm for them to move
together with. "And the rest of our lives to go."