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5/29/06 09:11 pm (UTC)
Aaawww.... Lex is so cute when he's drunk.



Clark felt fireworks explode in his head—kiss! Kiss—it was like the first kiss ever. The Kiss. The only kiss ever, the kiss that explained all kisses, created kisses, made kisses happen throughout time and space. When people waxed poetic about kisses, this was the one they meant—not a wet sloppy meeting of tongue and lips and teeth, this kiss was the soul and spirit, the icon of every kiss there ever was, and every kiss there’d ever be.

I love that bit... it's what's Clex is all about. So, sweet and true. That's what a kiss between a OTP should be like.

I think I'm beginning to love this fic, despite the fact that the mpreg is so icky.

;)

I can't wait to see what happens next!
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