Dis Pater part 10
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roxyHere we have another part of Dis Pater, which i'm enjoying writing very much. I'm having fun also writing Summer Story again, so look for that to pop up here pretty soon. It's getting close to graduation for the boys. Right now Pete is cracking me up. I love writing Pete. He's got a different take on life than the rest of them, much more laid back.
Dis Pater is of course, an enormous angst fest. I know, you're shocked. But Mizz Rose you say, You? Angst? Unbelievable. I know, I know, so OOC for me. But life can't be all delicious baked low fat potato flavored pressed cardboard chips and non-alcoholic malt beverage. Le Sigh.
The Previous Parts are here,reading the labels on your pill bottles and looking for something tasty.
The day wore on in a mind-numbing way—private school, public school, uniforms or street clothes—didn’t matter. School sucked, was boring and stupid and he hated it. He prayed for time to move faster but the hours dragged by and mocked him. It seemed an eternity before the nerve-jangling buzz of the bell released them from Purgatory. The only decent thing had been finding out he had gym with Clark, and discovering that Smallville guys were built. Must be the water.
Lucas tried to call Lex and tell him to pick him up at the corner but no—he had to come roaring up in front of the school and draw everyone’s attention, especially Clark’s. Fucking showoff.
He dashed to the car and flung open the door trying to toss his books in and jump inside before anyone came up, but Clark was suddenly there out of nowhere and leaned into the car.
“Hi! I wanted to say welcome back to Smallville—I’m not sure if you remember me--”
“Clark. Clark Kent. Of course I remember you, how could I forget?” Lex gave Clark one of those slow smooth smiles Lucas hated to see on him.
Clark looked so pleased Lucas wanted to spit. If he had a tail he’d be wagging the damn thing, he thought. *Jesus, maybe I should move before he pees from excitement.*
He rudely shoved by Clark and climbed into the Carrera.“I’m ready—let’s go,” he snapped.
“Wait.” Lex said in a tone that let Lucas know he’d been out voted and gave him an ice-cold look. Lucas dropped his head back against the headrest and growled.
“Clark. I’ve often wondered how you were doing--”Clark beamed until Lex went on,--“with the farm. Everything’s working out I hope?”
Clark’s smile dimmed a bit. “Um, yeah, Dad’s happy. It was nice of your father …”
“Well, I’m glad.” Lex smiled and tilted his head a bit. “Would he mind, do you think, if I came out to see the farm? Purely a social call—maybe he could let me know when he’s not too busy?”
Clark stared at Lex, eyes wide and sparkling and nodded enthusiastically before remembering his manners. “I’m sure he’d be happy to have you visit.”
“Great—well, let me get this kid home,” he smiled and Lucas turned a ferocious scowl on Clark, before rolling up the window in his face.
Lex waved goodbye roared off, pointedly not speaking to Lucas.
Silence filled the car, so filled with tension and anger it almost had weight. Finally Lucas snapped at Lex, “Why didn’t you just ask him for a date?”
“What? Don’t be silly.” Lex frowned. “The guy saved our lives. I’m just being nice.”
“Oh yeah,” he growled and imitated Lex, tilting his head and speaking in a high pitched voice, “Of course I remember you, how could I forget, dimple dimple!”
“Did you just say dimple? Jesus, you’re a piece of work. Listen, we live here, get used to me being nice to the locals, it’s what you do when you’re a newcomer, okay? Try not to be an obnoxious dick while we’re here please. Try to help me out with dad for once--”
“Shut the fuck up. Why is it always about you, you, *you!* What about me?”
“You’re one to talk—it’s always about you—you don’t have to hear it—‘Lex get your brother--Lex can’t you watch out for your brother—Lex, can’t you keep your brother out of trouble.’ It’s not my fault you’re a fucking slut!”
Lucas turned in his seat and punched Lex in the side of the head. The car veered wildly across lanes as Lex fought to bring it back under control, yelling and cursing at Lucas.
They fought back and forth, Lucas unbuckling the minute the car swerved to a screeching, dust billowing stop on the shoulder of the road. He was swinging at Lex and Lex was swinging back one handed and trying to unbuckle at the same time. Lucas was over his seat and straddling Lex landing punches on his shoulders, in his chest and yelling incoherently, trying to sock him in the face, but Lex ducked and bobbed and swore back at him, the small space inside the car hampering their efforts to kill each other--Lex swung and managed to connect, made Lucas’ head snap back and blood splashed his chin.
“Owww you fuck, you made me bite myself--I’m bleeding, you fucker!” He yelled even louder, he tried to stand on the seat, slammed his head into the ceiling and Lex got his arms trapped at his side and pulled him down. Their hearts were pounding and Lucas was furious, raging out of control and hard—he ground against Lex and pulled an involuntary groan out of him.
“Stop, stop you shit--” he gasped and groaned again as Lucas bit his neck and thrust against him.
For a moment Lex went insane and pulled Lucas down hard against him, one hand thrust into his sweater, wrapping it tight around his fist and pulling him against his chest and one hand dug into his hip, pulling him hard against his erection. The slide of denim against wool sent shivers down his spine and a hot tug in his groin. He heard Lucas moan, deep and desperate and felt him pulsing where he was trapped against Lex’s stomach and warmth spread across him—he groaned before thinking and bit his lip when he couldn’t stop, heat filled him and he shuddered, coming in his pants like –like a teenager. He snapped back to reality and pushed Lucas away hard, gasping and shaking, horrified at himself, feeling dirty and sick.
Lucas tumbled sideways back into his seat, smirking.
“Fucking liar,” he sneered. “Fucking liar.”
You kow TBC, right?
Dis Pater is of course, an enormous angst fest. I know, you're shocked. But Mizz Rose you say, You? Angst? Unbelievable. I know, I know, so OOC for me. But life can't be all delicious baked low fat potato flavored pressed cardboard chips and non-alcoholic malt beverage. Le Sigh.
The Previous Parts are here,reading the labels on your pill bottles and looking for something tasty.
The day wore on in a mind-numbing way—private school, public school, uniforms or street clothes—didn’t matter. School sucked, was boring and stupid and he hated it. He prayed for time to move faster but the hours dragged by and mocked him. It seemed an eternity before the nerve-jangling buzz of the bell released them from Purgatory. The only decent thing had been finding out he had gym with Clark, and discovering that Smallville guys were built. Must be the water.
Lucas tried to call Lex and tell him to pick him up at the corner but no—he had to come roaring up in front of the school and draw everyone’s attention, especially Clark’s. Fucking showoff.
He dashed to the car and flung open the door trying to toss his books in and jump inside before anyone came up, but Clark was suddenly there out of nowhere and leaned into the car.
“Hi! I wanted to say welcome back to Smallville—I’m not sure if you remember me--”
“Clark. Clark Kent. Of course I remember you, how could I forget?” Lex gave Clark one of those slow smooth smiles Lucas hated to see on him.
Clark looked so pleased Lucas wanted to spit. If he had a tail he’d be wagging the damn thing, he thought. *Jesus, maybe I should move before he pees from excitement.*
He rudely shoved by Clark and climbed into the Carrera.“I’m ready—let’s go,” he snapped.
“Wait.” Lex said in a tone that let Lucas know he’d been out voted and gave him an ice-cold look. Lucas dropped his head back against the headrest and growled.
“Clark. I’ve often wondered how you were doing--”Clark beamed until Lex went on,--“with the farm. Everything’s working out I hope?”
Clark’s smile dimmed a bit. “Um, yeah, Dad’s happy. It was nice of your father …”
“Well, I’m glad.” Lex smiled and tilted his head a bit. “Would he mind, do you think, if I came out to see the farm? Purely a social call—maybe he could let me know when he’s not too busy?”
Clark stared at Lex, eyes wide and sparkling and nodded enthusiastically before remembering his manners. “I’m sure he’d be happy to have you visit.”
“Great—well, let me get this kid home,” he smiled and Lucas turned a ferocious scowl on Clark, before rolling up the window in his face.
Lex waved goodbye roared off, pointedly not speaking to Lucas.
Silence filled the car, so filled with tension and anger it almost had weight. Finally Lucas snapped at Lex, “Why didn’t you just ask him for a date?”
“What? Don’t be silly.” Lex frowned. “The guy saved our lives. I’m just being nice.”
“Oh yeah,” he growled and imitated Lex, tilting his head and speaking in a high pitched voice, “Of course I remember you, how could I forget, dimple dimple!”
“Did you just say dimple? Jesus, you’re a piece of work. Listen, we live here, get used to me being nice to the locals, it’s what you do when you’re a newcomer, okay? Try not to be an obnoxious dick while we’re here please. Try to help me out with dad for once--”
“Shut the fuck up. Why is it always about you, you, *you!* What about me?”
“You’re one to talk—it’s always about you—you don’t have to hear it—‘Lex get your brother--Lex can’t you watch out for your brother—Lex, can’t you keep your brother out of trouble.’ It’s not my fault you’re a fucking slut!”
Lucas turned in his seat and punched Lex in the side of the head. The car veered wildly across lanes as Lex fought to bring it back under control, yelling and cursing at Lucas.
They fought back and forth, Lucas unbuckling the minute the car swerved to a screeching, dust billowing stop on the shoulder of the road. He was swinging at Lex and Lex was swinging back one handed and trying to unbuckle at the same time. Lucas was over his seat and straddling Lex landing punches on his shoulders, in his chest and yelling incoherently, trying to sock him in the face, but Lex ducked and bobbed and swore back at him, the small space inside the car hampering their efforts to kill each other--Lex swung and managed to connect, made Lucas’ head snap back and blood splashed his chin.
“Owww you fuck, you made me bite myself--I’m bleeding, you fucker!” He yelled even louder, he tried to stand on the seat, slammed his head into the ceiling and Lex got his arms trapped at his side and pulled him down. Their hearts were pounding and Lucas was furious, raging out of control and hard—he ground against Lex and pulled an involuntary groan out of him.
“Stop, stop you shit--” he gasped and groaned again as Lucas bit his neck and thrust against him.
For a moment Lex went insane and pulled Lucas down hard against him, one hand thrust into his sweater, wrapping it tight around his fist and pulling him against his chest and one hand dug into his hip, pulling him hard against his erection. The slide of denim against wool sent shivers down his spine and a hot tug in his groin. He heard Lucas moan, deep and desperate and felt him pulsing where he was trapped against Lex’s stomach and warmth spread across him—he groaned before thinking and bit his lip when he couldn’t stop, heat filled him and he shuddered, coming in his pants like –like a teenager. He snapped back to reality and pushed Lucas away hard, gasping and shaking, horrified at himself, feeling dirty and sick.
Lucas tumbled sideways back into his seat, smirking.
“Fucking liar,” he sneered. “Fucking liar.”
You kow TBC, right?
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4/23/05 04:53 am (UTC)Clark and Lex are so cute -- I hope the current interaction with Lucas doesn't make Lex back off from Clark. Although, I guess the troubles with Lucas will be a handy distraction from Clark's SECRETS.
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4/23/05 07:15 am (UTC)But I loved the scene between Lex and Clark -- very hot.
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4/23/05 07:55 am (UTC)*giggles*
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4/23/05 09:24 am (UTC)And Lex needs to leave Lucas at home when he visits the farm. *g*
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4/23/05 01:01 pm (UTC)*pets your icon*
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4/23/05 12:00 pm (UTC)And yay for you writing more Summer Story! :-)
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