Smallville:Now And Later
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roxyI posted thisa while ago at SSA. I'm putting it here 'cause I like it *sigh*It's in several parts and starts out G, eventually ending up NC-17.
October 2001
“Lex!” Clark called out to his friend as he scuffed his way up the driveway, leaves blowing about in his wake. The cold clear light of the Fall sun lit his bald head like a halo, but Clark didn’t think it was an observation his friend would appreciate. It did make him smile extra wide for a moment, sparking an answering smile from Lex that faded with Clark’s.
“Clark? Is something wrong? ” He looked at Clark, who was looking steadily down and blushing furiously. “Clark…is it something I can help with?” He dropped down on the porch step next to Clark and studied his friend’s face, or what he could see of it.
“ Lex, I wanted to ask… was wondering….” Clark was nearly wringing his hands, and Lex was becoming concerned at his obvious distress, and he hadn’t answered his questions yet, in fact he gave no indication that he’d even heard him…suddenly it clicked.
“ Clark, does this have to do with …a girl?” Lex tried very hard to keep the amusement out of his voice but some must have leaked out, because Clark dropped his head between his hands and groaned. “ Lex! I really don’t need you laughing at me now! ” Lex nudged him with his shoulder. “ Hey, Clark, not laughing. I know how difficult these situations can some times be. Girls can be very confusing,” he laughed, putting an emphasis on “confusing” that brought the smile back to Clarks face.
“ Do you want to tell me about her,” he asked, “ or shall I guess who it is?” He smirked at Clark, who shook his head and put his hands over his face again ” God! Don’t guess, I feel stupid enough ”, he groaned.
“ Clark. You’re not the only guy who’s ever felt like this… You want advice, I’m happy to give it. You know, it does help to let the person you like know that you like them…it tends to work better that way. At any rate, talking to her won’t kill you. And believe it or not Clark, you’re not so ugly that a girl wouldn’t want to talk to you, in fact they might not even mind being seen with you in public.”
He grinned widely at Clark for a moment then stood, reaching down to help him up. He staggered a bit as Clark took his hand to pull himself up. “ Wow, Clark! You’re a heavy kid!” The infamous blush crept out for a minute before Clark laughed.
“ Yeah, well, I had my Wheaties this morning!”
“Hunh! A lot of Wheaties, Champ,”
Lex began to move down the driveway, and Clark followed after, enjoying the crisp sound of the leaves crackling under their feet. They reached the car and Lex slid in with his usual grace.
“You know, Clark, you should invite La… I mean,” he said with a little grin, “ The young lady, to that harvest fest thing. It’s perfect for a not date –date. If you invite your friends along, you’ve got a safety net, and if it’s going the way you want, well, they’ll be understanding if you dump them!”
Clark laughed at the wicked expression on Lex’s face. Before Lex could pull off, he leaned into the open car window, “ Hey Lex, would you like to go with? ”
“ Why, thank you Clark, I think I’d like that, um, as long as I don’t have to play Cyrano …” He smiled as he watched Clark frown a little as he processed the comment. He chuckled when Clark got it and rolled his eyes. “Har, har,” he said, as he slapped the roof of the car in farewell.
He was still grinning as Lex pulled off in a swirl of dust and leaves and thumping bass.
‘I’m lucky to have a friend who’s older, he thought. Easier to talk to’
Clark felt that if he ever got up the nerve to ask him about girls and sex, Lex wouldn’t judge or lie to him. Like he’d said before, there wasn’t much he hadn’t done. Plus the fact that his other closest friend was as clueless about sex as he was, no matter what he said, and his parents, sheesh, they probably didn’t even remember how the sex thing went and, Eew! Yuch! Bad, bad thoughts! He shook his head as if to knock the disturbing thoughts out and laughed to himself.
He took the time as he walked back to the house to enjoy the smells of Autumn, and his thoughts slid to images of Lana: walking with him at the Harvest Fest, her cheeks and nose tinted pink by the crisp air, maybe he’d wrap her in his jacket to keep her warm, and she’d lean in a bit to get warmer, of course he’d have to put his arm around her to make it easier to walk that way. Maybe he’d buy her a cup of hot cider, and in his mind’s eye he could see her tiny hands wrapped around the hot cup, her lips pursed as she blows gently across the top of the cup…pucker, relax, pucker, relax as she blows on the hot liquid, sending the scent of cinnamon and apples toward him and he can’t keep his eyes off her lips, gosh it’s getting warmer, really warm and suddenly they’re kissing, and her lips are so warm and soft and Lex is watching them and… Hunh?
Clark hit the post so hard that the whole porch shook.
“ What the heck? What kind of fantasy is that?” Clark staggered a bit to the side, and reached out to grab the vibrating post. Just as quickly he yanked his shirt closed and checked to make sure his shirttails were long enough. He wanted to go into dinner without dieing of embarrassment .He could feel a warm bloom on his cheeks. ‘God! Why do I have to blush like a girl all the time!’ ‘He stomped towards the door, feeling betrayed in some vague way by his body. And somehow remembering creepy stalker Lex in his fantasy wasn’t helping at all.
October 2001
“Lex!” Clark called out to his friend as he scuffed his way up the driveway, leaves blowing about in his wake. The cold clear light of the Fall sun lit his bald head like a halo, but Clark didn’t think it was an observation his friend would appreciate. It did make him smile extra wide for a moment, sparking an answering smile from Lex that faded with Clark’s.
“Clark? Is something wrong? ” He looked at Clark, who was looking steadily down and blushing furiously. “Clark…is it something I can help with?” He dropped down on the porch step next to Clark and studied his friend’s face, or what he could see of it.
“ Lex, I wanted to ask… was wondering….” Clark was nearly wringing his hands, and Lex was becoming concerned at his obvious distress, and he hadn’t answered his questions yet, in fact he gave no indication that he’d even heard him…suddenly it clicked.
“ Clark, does this have to do with …a girl?” Lex tried very hard to keep the amusement out of his voice but some must have leaked out, because Clark dropped his head between his hands and groaned. “ Lex! I really don’t need you laughing at me now! ” Lex nudged him with his shoulder. “ Hey, Clark, not laughing. I know how difficult these situations can some times be. Girls can be very confusing,” he laughed, putting an emphasis on “confusing” that brought the smile back to Clarks face.
“ Do you want to tell me about her,” he asked, “ or shall I guess who it is?” He smirked at Clark, who shook his head and put his hands over his face again ” God! Don’t guess, I feel stupid enough ”, he groaned.
“ Clark. You’re not the only guy who’s ever felt like this… You want advice, I’m happy to give it. You know, it does help to let the person you like know that you like them…it tends to work better that way. At any rate, talking to her won’t kill you. And believe it or not Clark, you’re not so ugly that a girl wouldn’t want to talk to you, in fact they might not even mind being seen with you in public.”
He grinned widely at Clark for a moment then stood, reaching down to help him up. He staggered a bit as Clark took his hand to pull himself up. “ Wow, Clark! You’re a heavy kid!” The infamous blush crept out for a minute before Clark laughed.
“ Yeah, well, I had my Wheaties this morning!”
“Hunh! A lot of Wheaties, Champ,”
Lex began to move down the driveway, and Clark followed after, enjoying the crisp sound of the leaves crackling under their feet. They reached the car and Lex slid in with his usual grace.
“You know, Clark, you should invite La… I mean,” he said with a little grin, “ The young lady, to that harvest fest thing. It’s perfect for a not date –date. If you invite your friends along, you’ve got a safety net, and if it’s going the way you want, well, they’ll be understanding if you dump them!”
Clark laughed at the wicked expression on Lex’s face. Before Lex could pull off, he leaned into the open car window, “ Hey Lex, would you like to go with? ”
“ Why, thank you Clark, I think I’d like that, um, as long as I don’t have to play Cyrano …” He smiled as he watched Clark frown a little as he processed the comment. He chuckled when Clark got it and rolled his eyes. “Har, har,” he said, as he slapped the roof of the car in farewell.
He was still grinning as Lex pulled off in a swirl of dust and leaves and thumping bass.
‘I’m lucky to have a friend who’s older, he thought. Easier to talk to’
Clark felt that if he ever got up the nerve to ask him about girls and sex, Lex wouldn’t judge or lie to him. Like he’d said before, there wasn’t much he hadn’t done. Plus the fact that his other closest friend was as clueless about sex as he was, no matter what he said, and his parents, sheesh, they probably didn’t even remember how the sex thing went and, Eew! Yuch! Bad, bad thoughts! He shook his head as if to knock the disturbing thoughts out and laughed to himself.
He took the time as he walked back to the house to enjoy the smells of Autumn, and his thoughts slid to images of Lana: walking with him at the Harvest Fest, her cheeks and nose tinted pink by the crisp air, maybe he’d wrap her in his jacket to keep her warm, and she’d lean in a bit to get warmer, of course he’d have to put his arm around her to make it easier to walk that way. Maybe he’d buy her a cup of hot cider, and in his mind’s eye he could see her tiny hands wrapped around the hot cup, her lips pursed as she blows gently across the top of the cup…pucker, relax, pucker, relax as she blows on the hot liquid, sending the scent of cinnamon and apples toward him and he can’t keep his eyes off her lips, gosh it’s getting warmer, really warm and suddenly they’re kissing, and her lips are so warm and soft and Lex is watching them and… Hunh?
Clark hit the post so hard that the whole porch shook.
“ What the heck? What kind of fantasy is that?” Clark staggered a bit to the side, and reached out to grab the vibrating post. Just as quickly he yanked his shirt closed and checked to make sure his shirttails were long enough. He wanted to go into dinner without dieing of embarrassment .He could feel a warm bloom on his cheeks. ‘God! Why do I have to blush like a girl all the time!’ ‘He stomped towards the door, feeling betrayed in some vague way by his body. And somehow remembering creepy stalker Lex in his fantasy wasn’t helping at all.
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5/13/04 06:14 am (UTC)And hey! Clark! Don't push your own insecurites off on Lex - it's not HIS fault you made him a voyeur!
BWAhahahhaha.
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5/13/04 06:27 am (UTC)(no subject)
5/13/04 12:39 pm (UTC):)
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8/16/05 10:17 pm (UTC)HEhehehehehe...