L&C part 21

8/25/05 02:32 am
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The Previous Parts are demanding their own trailer and driver and swearing up and down they have their own fan-club-silly Previouslys!

Here is the next part and we’re coming into the home stretch—whoo-hoo! Soon our little European tour will be over, and wasn’t it fun?
Yes, it was. *eyeballs you.*
Anyhoo, let us not linger over pleasantries, let’s get this show on the road (let’s not talk about how it traumatized me and made me…no really, let’s not talk about it…*SOB*--go on, talk amongst yourselves…)



The next morning, Lex declared it was his turn to choose the activity of the day.

Through a process of pouts, raised eyebrows, frowns and looks of unmovable determination, possibly a mild temper tantrum, (though Lex would have suffered bamboo slivers under his nails before admitting to it) Lex discovered that what he wanted to do was tour the castle that dominated the view from the balcony of their room. As a compromise it was further decided that the Mirabell Garden might be a nice place to visit at lunchtime, and that the day should be topped off by a nice dinner. That was a decision that was fully supported by both parties in the negotiations.
Marlene once again came through, tickets were available for any activity that they might have chosen, and that at least made Lex smile.
Clark kissing him from the bedroom door to the lobby helped to soothe his ruffled feelings also.

They set off after a leisurely breakfast, their route taking them through a part of the city that Clark found as fascinating as their tour of the previous day. They had ice cream at a sidewalk café near Mozart’s birth-house in the Altstadt, went to the Dom Platz, the square in which the Salzburg Cathedral sat. After touring the cathedral, they took the cable railway to the top of the mountain, where the Festung Hohensalzburg sat overlooking the city.

The air felt clearer and brighter to Clark at the top, the sun high overhead was dazzling--- he threw his head back and closed his eyes, felt as if it were pouring directly into his pores and sparkling like champagne throughout his body. He couldn’t help smiling at everyone. He was like a giant pied piper of cheer; no one he passed could help smiling back at him, and each time a person smiled back or wished him a good day, Clark could feel Lex bristle—and that kind of made him feel good, too.

They went in and out of every part of the fortress they could, and Lex pointed out how it was practically a city in itself and it seemed to Clark that a place like the fortress, in a different time, would have been Lex’s natural habitat.

Inside the castle, the rooms smelled of wood and stone and dust and age—what Clark was beginning to think of as the smell of history. There was wonderful art, painted and gilded walls, some of it quite beautiful, and Lex seemed to glow as he described how the old Austrians lived, how they supplied the castle and especially enjoyed explaining at length how they defended it. By the end of the tour, with what he’d learned about castle defense, Clark was pretty sure he’d be able to hold off an enemy incursion with a sharp pointed stick…and about a hundred or so Lex’s….
He leaned over the castle wall and looked down into the city below--he felt like he should memorize the view, or rather how it affected him, so he could feel it for a lifetime—the way the sun seemed to intensify the beauty of everything a person could see, the buildings and the age tarnished copper roofs, the beauty of the domed towers of the cathedral, the flowers that seemed to bloom everywhere, even the colorful crowds of visitors. He was happy to be here, he loved being here with Lex—it was the best thing that had ever happened to him.

He loved it here, he really did. It was wonderful to be alone with Lex, to have every bit of his attention. It was like being under the sun constantly, it was everything he wanted and needed. But-- he *was* beginning to miss his parents, and his boring life. He was starting to miss greasy cheeseburgers and crappy TV and his bedroom, he was even missing the dorky cowboy border they’d never gotten around to taking down. He missed Pete and Chloe and Lana…he sighed a bit.

“Hmm? Tired?” Lex asked and pushed his sunglasses up to look closer at Clark. Clark’s breath caught for a moment— in the bright sunlight Lex’s slate gray eyes looked so clear and blue and deep that he didn’t want to look away. He wasn’t sure if he *could* look away.

Lex leaned in closer, his forehead creased with concern. He asked him again, “Are you okay, Clark—oh.” Understanding softened his features, and he smiled. “Feeling a little homesick, hunh?”

Clark nodded. “How did you know?”

“I’m not surprised, spending all day with those…ah…lovely ladies yesterday was bound to make you think of home. Listen, the minute you’re not having fun anymore, tell me and we’ll go home. Just let me know, and I’ll arrange it.” Lex squeezed his shoulder.

“Will you do anything I want?” Clark asked and Lex smiled and stroked a hand down his arm. It wasn’t a particularly intimate touch, but it made Clark go hard a little. He shoved his hand into his pocket and tried to unobtrusively shift himself. He felt his cheeks go red.

“Yes Clark. Anything you want.”

God… Clark stuck his hand in his pocket again and thought about math tests and nuns and Dan Rather and that seemed to help…calm things down.

They were walking down the road that led back to the city, and Lex led them into a small side road that ran along a steep hill above a row of homes. On one side they could look over a stone wall, out over the roofs of the buildings, on the other side the road ended against a wall of raw rock. The sun was lower, and not so bright now, the road was dotted with patches of gloom where buildings blocked the light and vines over grew it. They walked along the road slowly, enjoying the view, enjoying being close. The road narrowed the lower they went, and the wall was replaced with the rear of buildings--so close now Clark could spread his arms and nearly touch them and the rock wall on the opposite side.

Clark was strolling along; content to hold Lex’s hand, and think about the future when suddenly Lex pushed him back roughly against the wall.

“Shut up,” he said when Clark opened his mouth. He obeyed instantly, pressed his lips together tightly, his eyes went wide and Lex’s eyes narrowed. Clark could feel his heart beat in his throat. Lex shoved a knee between his and pushed them apart and Clark responded, a tingle running down his spine as he fanned out his knees and Lex slid a hand under the loose leg of his shorts and up the inside if his thigh. Clark gasped and Lex growled softly. Clark’s hips lifted from the wall, he pushed against Lex’s hand, the one pressing him against the wall. Lex’s fingers brushed feather light against his balls, ran over the crease of his leg and he spread his knees wider, whimpered. “Please,” he breathed. Lex looked so serious, his eyes on his as if looking for some signal, a sign of something Clark couldn’t imagine…his head rolled from side to side against the rough wall as Lex slid his hand higher, his fingertips grazing the tip of Clark’s stiffening dick. It jerked under his touch, and a drop of pre-come rolled over the tips of his fingers—they were slicker and warmer when they stroked around the ridge and up over the head of his dick again.
“Clark.” Lex whispered the word against his skin and Clark wanted him to do that over and over, hum against his neck, sing, bite, suck on that spot. He heard Lex speak from miles away. “Mmm, you smell, like sun, and hay, and…you smell like Kansas,” and Clark laughed breathily. What a funny idea—how did you smell like a state?

“I do?—nnnh!” Lex was driving him crazy, though the shorts kept him from doing more than squeezing and petting, it didn’t matter, he was breathing harder and harder and he felt the wet dripping down his leg and Lex needed to stop—now! “Don’t—don’t-- please!”

Lex ignored him, and pulling the zipper down, opened Clark's shorts. He turned him to face the wall, and Clark’s hands shot out to hold himself up.

Lex leaned against him. When his erection brushed Clark, he ground back against him, trying to get as close to Lex as he could. It felt good, better maybe than it should but right now he didn’t care, it was hot and made him hotter, and he wanted Lex in his mouth but he couldn’t move--Clark groaned and begged Lex not to touch him…and Lex did what he wanted to do—touched him, stroked him, and Clark shuddered. “I—I don’t want to …”


“What, Clark, you don’t want to what?”

Clark felt himself swell even more in Lex’s hand, pulse after pulse of pleasure shot through his groin, he groaned wildly—“I don’t want to come with out you! Please!” and suddenly he felt like he was being filled with liquid fire, fire that needed to explode out of him—the more he tried to force the feeling away, the more desperate his need to release it --he came hard against the wall, his hands sliding over the gritty surface, and his feet digging in the gravel as he tried to keep from slipping to his knees. He could feel the hot length of Lex pressed against his back from shoulder to ass, he was panting, and then moving back as Clark pull himself together.

Lex was licking his hand clean and it made Clark hiss, the little shiver that went through him at the sight was almost painful—he watched him, lost in it before he shook himself and remembered what he was supposed to do—take care of Lex. Clark pulled the hem of his t-shirt up. “Wipe,” he said, mock frowning at him.


“Yes, sir,” Lex smiled. He wiped his hand and grabbed Clark’s arms when he tried to drop to his knees. “No, no, Clark, it’s fine, I’m fine.”

Clark frowned and cupped the bulge in Lex’s trousers. “No you’re not. Let me take care of you. I’m not supposed to come without you coming.”

“Says who? That was about making you feel good…you did feel good?”

“Yes, but…” he pouted. “I’m supposed to make *you* come.”

“Clark, you don’t—it’s not like it’s your *job* to make me come. It’s mutual, what we do for each other….” Lex stopped. No, it wasn’t. Every time they had sex Clark was the one who---Clark blew him, Clark jerked off, they fell asleep. That was pretty much what they did. It was pretty nearly all they did until today. What the fuck was wrong with him? He was he holding back--why? And Clark—Clark thought this was good and this was great and it was all he was supposed to have? Fuck. Lex felt like smacking himself.
He took Clark’s arm. “Come on, let’s go back to the room. We need to change, and get something to eat. You hungry?

Of course I am! Clark laughed, and Lex begged whatever gods might be listening to help him keep Clark— I know you’ve been trying to drive me insane, but please, don’t give me the boy and then make *me* chase him away by being an—an idiot. You want sacrifices, tell me what you want and I’ll do it He stared at his beautiful golden boy, and sent up another silent prayer. And if it would at all involve the painful and protracted demise of my father...so much the better…

TBC in part 22

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8/25/05 07:59 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] supercaptain182.livejournal.com
I hope Lex teaches Clark many *many* interesting things. Grins!

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8/25/05 01:20 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Oh, I think so!

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8/25/05 09:51 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] talitha78.livejournal.com
They do, they do! The Previously's do have their own fan club. :D

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8/25/05 01:21 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
lol! That was just for you! *huggrin*

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8/25/05 10:54 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] kitkat3979.livejournal.com
Ach, poor boys *pets them both and sends them to bed*

They're so sweet, I'm sure Lex will make things work out.

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8/25/05 01:22 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
oh my yes--or else this would be a different kind of story all together! *G*

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8/25/05 11:13 am (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] ender24
I have faith in Lex, they both will be happy after ever, right??!?!?

and then you will write more Dis Pater, right?

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8/25/05 01:23 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Dis Pater? ...oooo! Look! Shiny!!! *runs*

yep, you should run!!

8/25/05 05:19 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] ender24
coz I want to go to rec a friend Dis Pater, but you cannot let it end like this!!!

*shiny!!* Dis Pater!!
I will nag until end of times, if you do not make teh clex better there!!

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8/25/05 11:24 am (UTC)
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Posted by [identity profile] yavannauk.livejournal.com
Awwww... And I wish I'd had such spectacular views when I was in Salzburg! *eg*

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8/25/05 12:20 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] suzvoy.livejournal.com
Yummy yummy!

Lex ignored him, and pulling the sipper down

I'm thinking sipper should be zipper :)

Miss-Spell

8/25/05 01:07 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] littlethyme.livejournal.com
I'm thinking sipper should be zipper :)

I thought the same thing. Then I thought there was another fic in just that line alone!! ;-)

Re: Miss-Spell

8/25/05 01:24 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
*snorflesnorlfesnorfle*

Re: Miss-Spell

8/25/05 05:44 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] suzvoy.livejournal.com
The Mystery of The Sipper!

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8/25/05 01:24 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
aaaaaahhhhhhh!! *smacks self* Thank you!!!

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8/25/05 02:49 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] feliz581.livejournal.com
What a funny idea—how did you smell like a state?

Clark! Focus! Lex sex is occuring! That line was so cute!!

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8/26/05 12:45 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
really, silly boy! thank you!

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8/25/05 04:00 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] fleegull.livejournal.com
Oh hell yeah!

I love it when Lex gets all worried about lsoing Clark.

Hooray for Lex taking the initiative and thorwing CLark agains the wall and giving him a handjob - that's hot!

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8/26/05 12:45 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
*bows* thank you, thank you!

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8/25/05 04:18 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] tabaqui
Ahhhhhhhh, the boys.
*happy sigh*

Love it, bay-bee. You make me wanna go travelling.
And ooh, up against a wall sex. Teh hawt.
:)

*bounce*

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8/26/05 12:46 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Wall sex--I love wall sex...in a story I mean. *koffkoff*

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8/26/05 03:01 am (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] tabaqui
*rolls eyes*
Ms. Thang. Please. I *know* you, okay?
:)

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8/25/05 04:38 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] herohunter.livejournal.com
Ah Lexy, but you're just as new at this as Clarky, have faith, darling!!

*sigh*

We're NOT going to "let him lose the boy", right? RIGHT????

*glares and holds up whip*

;D

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8/26/05 12:47 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Eeep! Hell no! *backs up* Happy fic remember? *runs!*

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8/25/05 04:39 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [identity profile] beeej.livejournal.com
Aw, I love it when Lex comes to these realisations. Am now looking forward to his acting upon this one. ;)

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8/26/05 12:47 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Me too!

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8/25/05 09:19 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] dianehc.livejournal.com
What the fuck was wrong with him? He was he holding back--why? And Clark—Clark thought this was good and this was great and it was all he was supposed to have? Fuck. Lex felt like smacking himself.


I just love that line. Hardly believe that Lex would get into a rut instead of immediately teaching Clark all of the fun they'd been missing. Particularly with the return trip home looming. But adorable as always.

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8/26/05 12:48 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Thank you! Lex is still thinking, that's all!

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8/26/05 04:44 am (UTC)
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Posted by [identity profile] capnzebbie.livejournal.com
Hotness!!!! Yay!

The description of the scenery was lovely...I like that Clark thought that the castle had "the smell of history." :)

The decision making process at the beginning was a hoot.

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8/26/05 10:52 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Thank you! Bigolegrin*

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8/26/05 06:46 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] nerowill.livejournal.com
And if it would at all involve the painful and protracted demise of my father...so much the better…

*LOL* Lex is always pragmatic...

looking forward to more...

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9/2/05 07:38 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] lishel_fracrium.livejournal.com
I read the whole thing tonight and now there seems to be a big, no huge problem. Where's the rest, I want more. *pouts* I need more, no crave more. You have done it, you've created a monster. I'm so addicted to this thing. Will you extend it to when they go home and have a talk with the Kents. Please that's gonna be a really cool scene if you do it that is. oh sorry I'm rambling which ius all your fault my brain died and only more of your fic will bring it to life *grins* oh and could I friend you please?

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