When Likes Attract
Orithain & Rina
Disclaimers: Not ours or theyíd have a lot more fun,
and weíd be a lot richer.
Clark was gone, and Lex was determined to use every
dollar he had to find him. Looking up from the cooling body of the
bungler whoíd allowed Clark to escape, he nodded at his security team.
"Find him. Now," he ordered. Clark was his, and it was time the
younger man knew it.
Once heíd escaped from Lex, Clark had fled Smallville,
knowing that nowhere was safe from Lexís influence. In fact, heíd
left Kansas and the United States entirely, disappearing into the
cosmopolitan melting pot that was Tangiers. With a tan and his dark hair,
if he kept his eyes down, he could pass for a native. And he doubted Lex
would look for him here, since he didnít think Lex knew of his ability
to learn any language almost instantly.
Standing in the bazaar bargaining for his lunch, Clark
smiled bitterly to himself. He really wished his father hadnít turned
out to be right about Lex.
"Keeps tabs on him, but do not, I repeat do not
try to apprehend or contact him, understand?" After the voice at the
other end of the call assured him the instructions were clear, Lex
clicked off his cell, grabbing the bag heíd had packed since the day
Clark had left.
"Get the jet ready," he ordered his assistant.
"Contact me in case of emergency only."
"Yes, Mr. Luthor," the young woman said
crisply, already ringing the private hangar as she spoke.
Clark wondered if he was supposed to be so oblivious as
not to notice five different men scattered around the neighborhood
watching him. And what kind of idiot sent two blonds and a redhead to
Tangiers and expected them to blend in? "Youíre slipping,
Lex," he muttered under his breath.
However, this meant that Lex knew where he was, and it
wouldnít be long before he showed up in person. Clark knew that he was
vulnerable where Lex was concerned, that he could never bring himself to
hurt the other man or even say no to him for long if he was determined.
After all, that was most of the reason why heíd run away in the first
He stared morosely down at the small lead-lined box in
his hands, chewing his lip nervously as he tried to decide if it was
worth the consequences. Finally deciding that it was the only way, he
swallowed hard and flipped the box open, immediately feeling the effects
of the glowing red stone in the ring, even before he slipped it on and
tossed the box aside indifferently.
"God, what a fleabag," he said disdainfully,
looking around the small room Clark had rented.
"This is inconspicuous?" Lex snarled,
leveling a cool gaze at the undercover agents for a brief moment before
looking back at his employee. "Since when does Ďrushí mean do
sloppy work? If youíve fucked this up..."
"Mr. Luthor, thereís someone here to..." The
stooge at the door squawked and crumpled when a familiar form pushed past
him, and Lex raised his eyebrows when Clark stepped into the suite.
"Leave. Now," he said, not even bothering to direct another
look toward the other men, his eyes locked on Clark even as he noted a
different air about his erstwhile lover.
"Hiya, Sexy," Kal drawled, stalking toward his
prey, green eyes intent. "Didja miss me?"
"Considering you were the one who left, I wonder if
I should ask you the same?" Lex dropped his gaze to the ring on
Clarkís hand, and his smile slowly grew. Heíd seen the effects of
this type of kryptonite before, when Clark was much younger, but he hadnít
understood what was causing the change in his behavior. Now, however, Lex
planned on taking full advantage of the lack of morals brought about by
"Donít blame me for wimp boyís arrant
stupidity," Kal sneered, crowding Lex back against the wall and
ripping his shirt off, indifferent to whether the garment might bruise
Lex before giving way. "I know how to have fun without all
the moralizing. And right now, sexy Lexy, I want to fuck you."
"Later weíll have a talk about Ďwimp boyí and
what he did," Lex murmured, patches of raw skin on his shoulders
stinging as they hit the wall. "Fuck away - if you can handle
Kal laughed. "The question is, can you?" He
pushed on Lexís shoulders to make him go down to his knees. "Get
me good and wet, Sexy, Ďcause thatís all the lube youíre getting. I
want to fuck you raw."
Wondering for a second if Clark had dislocated his
shoulder, Lex realized just how much the other man had held himself back
when they were together. His cock hardened even more, however, at the
thought that all this wild power was his. Raising his eyes to meet Clarkís
hard gaze, Lex smiled and licked his lips as he undid Clarkís skintight
jeans and pushed them down over his hips, noticing and approving of the
fact the other man was commando. "Like I said, fuck away," he
purred before leaning in and swallowing Clarkís cock to the root.
"I intend to," Kal rasped, hands curving around
Lexís head to pull him closer, back arching as he groaned his pleasure.
"Youíre such a fucking amazing cocksucker. But thatís enough. I
want your ass." He yanked Lex to his feet and wrenched his pants
free as easily as he had the shirt, only unfastening the belt first to
make sure he didnít break any bones.
The moment he had Lex naked, aside from the shoes and
socks he didnít give a damn about, Kal grabbed Lex by the waist, raised
him up and pulled him down onto his cock, not stopping till he was buried
to the hilt inside the other man.
Cursing under his breath as he felt himself tear, Lex dug
his fingers into Clarkís shoulders as he rode out the pain, knowing the
other man wouldnít feel it. Damn, who knew this lived inside Clark and
fuck if he didnít want more of it.
Raising his head, Lex met Clarkís gaze and hooked his
ankles together behind his back. "Well, youíve got it," he
goaded. "What are you planning on doing with it?"
"Ride it hard and put it away wet...
eventually." Kal smirked as he started a punishing rhythm, knowing
damn well that Lex liked pain sometimes, something that his whiny-assed
usual self hadnít been able to deal with.
"Ahh, fuck," Lex gasped, throwing his head back
against the wall and letting himself hang from Clarkís hands, turned on
almost as much by the unusual sense of helplessness as he was by the
combination pleasure and pain of Clarkís thrusts.
"Thatís what Iím doing." Kal laughed,
moving into the middle of the room so Lex didnít have even the slight
support of the wall and was totally dependent on him. He bent his head to
worry at a nipple, biting and sucking before giving the other the same
Both hating and loving the total loss of control, Lex
drew one hand from Clarkís shoulders and reached between them to palm
his own cock, his body rocking in time as much as possible with the other
"Thatís it, Sexy," Kal purred darkly,
releasing Lexís now hard and reddened nipples to watch him jerk
himself. "Come for me. Wanna watch you come hard while I fuck you
over and over."
There was something slightly ominous in that command, and
Lex couldnít hold back the shudder that ripped through him at the tone
of Clarkís voice, a shudder that changed into tremors as he came, his
ass clamping down on Clarkís cock as his come splattered both their
"Mmm, good. Thatís one." Kal leered down at
him. "Gotta make up for all the time weíve been apart, Sexy."
He never stopped thrusting into Lex, not caring that he was whining
faintly at the continued stimulation of his body.
"And I repeat," Lex groaned, knowing that, fast
healing or not, he was going to be walking funny for several days after
this, "youíre the one who left."
"So what?" Kal didnít give a shit. Besides,
it was Clark who left, not him. He wrapped a fist around Lexís soft
cock, stroking it roughly to arouse him again.
"Just making an observation." Lex winced.
"And if you pull that off, itís not going to be much use to either
"I wouldnít dream of breaking my favorite
toy," Kal chuckled. "But I want to see just how many times you
"And I would assume youíre going to come too
sometime in here?" Lex asked dryly before sucking in a breath as
Clarkís stroking began to arouse him again.
"Of course. But weíve never explored just how far
we can go, have we, Sexy?" Kal purred. "Gonna find out what
makes you scream."
Now both of Lexís eyebrows flew upwards though he
refrained from stating that Clark was the one whoíd always wanted to
avoid anything Ďtoo kinkyí. "Been browsing the Ďnet, have
"A little, though I didnít need to learn much
more. Clark checked it all out, but he was too much of a wuss to try any
of it. I donít have that problem." Kal smiled wickedly, his eyes
fixed on Lexís slowly rising cock. "Later when Iíve had my fill
of you, we can go find some playmates and double fuck some bitch. Or
maybe get a guy and he and I can do you. Maybe not," he added,
considering. "This ass is mine. Not sure I want to share it."
He gave a particularly hard, possessive thrust.
Lex chuckled somewhat shakily as his brain seemed to be
migrating south along with all the blood in his body. "Glad to hear
it," he rasped, before cocking his head to the side, groaning when
Clark hit his prostate again and again. "And if Clarkís a wuss,
just what do I call you?"
"Kal. Better get the name right when youíre
screaming it," Kal replied, smirking as Lex reacted to the brutal
fucking. He glanced in the mirror to watch them, frowning at breaks in
their nakedness caused by his clothes and Lexís shoes and socks. He
quickly stripped them off the remaining garments, shifting easily while
supporting Lex with one hand, smirking at the gasps and moans caused by
the changes in position.
"And just whereóahh fuckódid that name come
from?" Lex gasped, somewhat annoyed at being manhandled this way but
unable to do a thing about it. His time would come though; he knew Clarkísóor
"I was born with it. Kal-El of Krypton, to be
precise. But since thereís no longer a Krypton or a House of El, Kal
will do. And right now he wants to do you." Kal smirked at his own
humor, now gripping Lexís hips and bouncing him on his cock after
making sure that he had the right angle for Lexís prostate to slam down
on him every time.
Any idea of answering that fascinating bit of information
flew out of Lexís head, and he moaned, relaxing in Clark - Kalís
grip, his head falling forward onto the other manís shoulder, a scream
building up in his throat as he was driven to arousal again.
"Mmm, thatís it, Sexy," Kal rasped, his own
arousal increasing. "Come on, baby. This time youíre gonna take me
with you, gonna come inside you while I make you scream." One hand
again on Lexís cock, he jerked him roughly, occasionally scratching
lightly at the head.
Conflicting sensations raced over already over-stimulated
nerve endings, and against his will, Lex howled, the ragged cry trailing
on and on as he came and felt Kal slam upward into him, sending hot jets
of come up his ass.
"Fuck, that was hot," Kal groaned, carrying Lex
through to the bedroom of the hotel suite and over to the bed, still deep
inside him. "Oh, by the way, another thing Clark didnít mention?
Kryptonians are more like human females in that we donít need recovery
time." He smiled wickedly as he rocked his hips into Lex, keeping
himself hard. "Itís playtime, Sexy."
Oh shit, Lex thought to himself, though he met Kalís
grin with one of his own. "Something to be said for Kryptonians
"Yup. But donít worry, I wonít break you."
Kal smirked. "Hate to lose a playmate whoís self-healing... not to
mention sexy as hell." He lowered himself over Lex, pressing him
into the mattress as he licked and nibbled on the scar on Lexís upper
Lex managed to push up onto his elbows, looking Kal
square in the eyes. "You do know if you call me that in public, Iím
going to find a way to give you a green kryptonite enema."
"Oooh, kinky." Kal laughed even as something
atavistic rose up in him. "Youíre mine, Lex. I would never shame
you in public. That would shame me as well."
"Keep that in mind and weíll get along just fine,
Kal." Lex shifted his legs up to Kalís hips and tightened his ass
down around the other manís cock. "I can see us doing great things
"My father did say my destiny was to rule the world,
and since thatís your ambition too, unless we want to be enemies, which
wouldnít be nearly as much fun," Kal said, starting to stroke in
and out of Lex again, "weíre going to have to do it
"Thereís something to be said for that together
thing," Lex murmured, circling his hips against Kalís.
"Remind me to ask you about what your father told you later on, will
"Sure thing. Just think of me as your own personal
PDA." Kal rolled to his back with Lex on top of him. "How are
you at riding, Sexy?"
Lex groaned and braced his hands on Kalís chest, slowly
straightening up and feeling Kalís full cock shift within him.
"Why donít you just wait and see?" Lex smirked, circling his
hips slowly, pleasuring them both.
"Sounds good to me. Especially since I know you and
know how much you hate not being the best at anything you do." Kal
ran a caressing hand over Lexís thigh, gripping it as he lay back and
watched the other man.
"Mmm, you know me, but Iím looking forward to
finding out exactly who you are, Kal." Lex could feel the pressure
of Kalís fingers on his leg and knew heíd have his share of bruises
come morning, but he didnít give a fuck. "Iím sure weíll both
Kal thrust up, raising Lex off the bed momentarily before
sinking back down. He watched Lexís back arch to keep his balance, and
his eyes heated. "Fuck, youíre gorgeous. And all mine." Both
hands stroked possessively up Lexís torso and down his arms to link
their fingers together, giving Lex something to brace himself against.
Lex tightened his fingers around Kalís and leaned
forward, staring down into stormy green eyes and swearing he could see
hints of red in their depths. "Funny, thatís just what I always
said about you."
"Thatís because you have perfect vision." Kal
watched Lex hungrily, wondering how Clark could have been so stupid to
run away from him. Thank god Lex had come after him and Kal was in charge
now. Nothing was ever going to take Lex away from him again.
"Mine," he growled, thrusting upward again.
"When I said that to Clark, he always looked
uncomfortable." Lex smirked and rocked downward, meeting Kalís
every move. "I think I like this possessive side of you."
"How convenient since Iím not going
anywhere." Kal raised his head to bite at Lexís nipples, loving
the ripple of sensation that ran through Lex to him where they were
"Except back to Metropolis with me once weíre done
here," Lex corrected, shuddering again as Kal teased him.
"Once Iím ready to leave. And assuming that I want
to go to Metropolis. Maybe itís time to try somewhere else, somewhere
where all the cute little people from Hicksville canít keep showing up
to be annoying." Kal rocked under him, moving slightly in and out of
"My interests are centered in Metropolis," Lex
countered, his tone mild but holding an underlying strength. "Iím
not going to walk away from them no matter how good this is."
He tightened his ass around Clarkís cock as he spoke.
Kal wondered just how Lex thought he could get away if
Kal didnít want to let him go, but he wanted to fuck Lex not fight with
him, so he let it go. Besides, he didnít really mind the idea of going
back to Metropolis and lording it over the hicks. And Lex didnít know
about his newest ability, flying. If he got bored, he could just grab Lex
and go. He smirked wickedly.
Thinking of his abilities gave him an idea, and he
started teasing Lex, first sending a careful blast of his heat vision to
Lexís cock then following it with his ice breath, alternating hot and
cold on the sensitive member.
"Jesus fucking..." Lex gasped, trying to
scramble off Clarkís lap only to find himself held in an unbreakable
grip. The extreme sensations drove him further toward arousal again, and
he shook his head, breathing heavily. "Makes me wonder just how many
other things Clark hid from me."
"All the fun stuff. But I donít have any
hang-ups about sex and about whatís allowed," Kal sneered.
"If it feels good, do it. And you feel damn good."
Lex gave a groan in response, his whole body twitching as
Kal heated and cooled his flesh. The darkest part of his mind was
churning with plans for revenge, but the majority was consumed with how
good it all felt.
"Címon, Sexy, come for me," Kal purred,
fingers still interlaced with Lex, now pressing down on Lexís shoulders
as he toyed with the older man. He could feel Lexís body spasming
around him as he continued to torment Lex with flashes of heat and cold.
"Fuck, why did we waste so much time?" He thrust up into Lex
harder, eager to come inside him again.
Lex had just enough presence of mind to arch an eyebrow
at Kal before he was coming again, the sensation laced with pain as heat
and cold washed over him and Kal slammed into him.
Kal felt Lex spasm, and he smirked as he pounded into
Lex, yelling curses as he came. He barely retained the presence of mind
to control his strength and not crush Lexís fingers as the pleasure
washed through him.
Groaning, he sprawled on the bed, knees raised as a
backrest since he still held Lex in place, enjoying the last ripples
around his cock. "Damn, youíre good."
Lex leaned back and closed his eyes to spare himself the
indignity of collapsing, not that Kalís hold on him would allow that.
"You have no idea," he murmured.
"But I will." He could see Lexís exhaustion,
and Kal finally took pity on him, raising him off his still half-hard
cock and drawing Lex up to lie on top of him. "We still have a lot
to learn about each other," he murmured, petting the length of Lexís
back, enjoying the sensation of the smooth skin beneath his palm.
"Iím looking forward to it," Lex sighed,
rearranging himself enough to get comfortable and as much passing out as
Kal watched the sleeping man for some time, surprised by
the feelings that were entwined with his possessiveness of Lex. It seemed
that he and Clark had one thing in common: he was still in love with Lex.
Fortunately he didnít have to let that make a difference since he had
Lex in his bed now, and the two of them would have the world in their
grasp very soon. He smiled arrogantly, the red-tinged green eyes closing
as he relaxed into sleep as well.
Lex awoke much the same way he had every morning of the
past two weeks: locked in Kalís arms, held in an unbreakable grip. He
chuckled to himself, amused at the turn of events. For years, heíd
tried to keep a hold on Clark this way, and now the tables were turned.
Not that he minded, he and Kal were alike in their thinking, and Kalís
abilities would make it that much easier for Lex to bring his plans to
fruition once they returned to Metropolis. Speaking of which...
"We need to go back to Metropolis," he said,
knowing from experience that Kal would have woken the moment he did.
Kal sighed, opening one eye to peer at the clock.
"Do you have to wake up so damn early?" he grumbled. "I
thought I wouldnít have to get up at the crack of down now that Iíve
escaped indentured servitude on the farm." He rolled to his back,
drawing Lex with him and settling the other man atop his chest, arms
still wrapped tightly around Lexís waist.
"Tell you what, Iíll make you a deal. You stop
waking up at five in the morning, and Iíll go back to Buttfuck,
Lex propped himself up on his elbows to better look down
at Kal. "I can deal with those terms. Once we get back, thereís a
certain office Iíd like you to have a look around provided you can do
it without tearing the place to shreds." He smirked at that,
recalling his fatherís expression at seeing his destroyed office years
"I can look around from ten blocks away," Kal
pointed out smugly. "X-ray vision, remember? No one will ever know
unless I want them to. Though if you expect me to hack into any files,
thatíll require going there."
"I need the files," Lex answered calmly.
"Not a problem," Kal shrugged. "Itís
kind of fun to outsmart your father. Heís so fucking smug about his
unbeatable security systems." Kal snorted his opinion of that.
"Too bad we canít tell him we do it for a while."
Thinking of putting one over on Lionel Luthor got Kal
hot, and he pressed his growing cock against Lex. He didnít want to
hurt him though, so he paused to ask, "How do you feel this
Lex snorted out a laugh. "Better than average
healing, KalóI donít feel any worse than any other morning in the
past two weeks. The day I canít take you is the day they can roll me in
"Never happen," Kal retorted, reaching between
them to position himself and push into Lex, not stopping until his balls
were pressed to Lexís ass. "Youíre perfect for me, and Iím not
letting you go. Ever." He pulled back and slammed forward again,
"You know, we have to do something about this fetish
you have for dry fucking," Lex hissed, gritting his jaw until his
muscles stretched so that he could enjoy the sensation.
"We used lube last night," Kal pointed out.
"You just like to bitch. Donít worry, Sexy, Iíll take care of
you." He reached down to grasp Lexís cock, knowing perfectly well
that the touch would be as much pain as pleasure after all theyíd done
the night before.
"Shit..." Lex rasped, squirming as Kal played
him, squirming but knowing it wasnít any good. Things were definitely
going to change when they got back to Metropolis though.
"You can take me later," Kal offered
magnanimously, sitting up so Lex was now sitting in his lap, impaled on
him. He smirked into the blue eyes before pushing Lex back, one arm
around his back to support him while Kal bit and sucked at his nipples.
Lexís eyes flashed dangerously, and he tangled his
fingers in Kalís hair, riding both the sensations and the other man
while he plotted just exactly what he was to do later on. "I plan on
it," he murmured, yanking on Kalís hair until he finally looked
up, then kissing him ferociously.
Kal saw the flash of anger in Lexís eyes and he
smirked, looking forward to finding out how Lex would retaliate. He knew
that despite his superior strength, Lex Luthor wasnít one to be
submissive, and they were going to have a constantóand very arousingóbattle
for supremacy. "Good," he laughed, opening his mouth, inviting
"You say that now..." Lex laughed before
plunging his tongue into Kalís mouth, mimicking the way he was being
fucked with his motions.
Kalís tongue met Lexís, enjoying the sensation of
being claimed. Lex truly was his equal. His hips thrust up, and the arm
that wasnít providing support moved between them so he could pump Lexís
Lex groaned, riding Kal hard, his hands digging into the
other manís arms as he drew nearer to his climax. It broke over him in
long, shuddering waves, and he leaned more against Kalís support, his
own body weakened for the moment.
Kal rode the spasms of Lexís climax and continued
thrusting into him for a short while longer before his hand, now on Lexís
hip, tightened, and he arched up, raising Lex, and came. "God, I
love fucking you," he sighed as he slowly relaxed and lay flat
again, drawing Lex down with him.
"So Iíve noticed," Lex answered dryly.
"Once we get to Metropolis though... You arenít going to know what
hit you, Kalóand neither are they."
"I hate to tell you this, Lexy, but when we get back
to Metropolis, Iím still going to be able to bench press you and one of
your wet dreams on wheels with one finger. Hey, can I have one of your
"Sure," Lex shrugged negligently. "Pick
whatever one you want."
The sound Kal made was nearly a squeal of excitement.
"Cool! You have the most fucking amazing rides. Got anything in
cherry red? I like red."
Lex arched his eyebrows at the sound that emerged from
Kalís mouth, but he didnít comment on it. "If not, weíll go
find you one. I happen to like you in red too."
"Mmm, my own brand new Ďghini, complete with new
car smell. Iíll just have to fuck you in it so it smells like you
instead." He stroked Lexís back, for the moment content just to
lie there together.
"Remind me to have them Scotch-Guard the
seats," Lex murmured wryly. "It can be a reward for getting me
"What, I donít get it just for being me?" Kal
managed a Clark-pout before ruining it by snickering. "Sure thing,
Lex, already said I would. And then we can make plans. Like how youíre
going to get around that requirement that the President be at least
thirty-five. Course, once I melt a few of the armyís tanks into slag,
they may get the picture."
Lex chuckled. "With my brains and your brawn the
worldís going to be our toy."