roxy. A Young Kryptonian part 19

Title: A Young Kryptonian's Travels Or, The Light In The Tunnel
Fandom: SV
Pairing: Kal-El/Lex
Rating: PG
Summary: Our only point here is to have fun! No message, no moral--enjoy!

The Previous Parts are here, reading yaoi and being really confused that everything is happening backwards…

"Oh my poor boy—you are in a world of trouble."

Lex nodded and dropped his head into his open hands. "I know. I'm completely alien whipped."

Pamela snorted. "Mmmm…all right. Let's plan to meet in Smallville tomorrow evening?"

"Sounds like an excellent plan," he smiled.

******

Kal enjoyed the ride to Smallville, enormously. Lex managed to restrain him from hanging his head out of the window as they flew towards the Kansas countryside.

"Oh, this is wonderful! This machine is incredible—it seems almost aware." He stroked the dash lovingly; his fingers gliding around the curves, fingertips lingering in the indentions, slowly moving in…out…caressing knobs, large thumb sliding over and over smooth round surfaces, press, relax, press, relax…"So…alive…"

Lex managed to tear his eyes away and refocus on the road. He squirmed in the butter soft leathery grip of his seat and cleared his throat. "Yes, I've felt that way myself. It does seem alive. Sometimes, the throb of the engine—it's almost like…"

"Like it's speaking to you? And the smell…leather, and spice, and…you," Kal said. He turned a million watt smile on Lex that shifted into an invitation to mad kinky exploration. He leaned closer to Lex and sniffed deeply. Lex managed to keep the car from weaving, though it was harder to do so as Kal's hand landed on his knee and inched higher.

"My," Lex breathed, "Your hand is awfully warm. Hot even," he gasped when Kal palmed the growing bulge disturbing the perfect fit of his trousers.

"Lex, will we sleep in the top room of the barn? On your sleeping device? Surrounded by the art you resemble…I want to see you unclothed, in the moonlight," he stroked, "hard, your beautiful penis erect and waiting my touch, waiting for me to taste you…drink you…"

"Fuck! Kal, stop! You can't do that while I'm driving, especially not over a hundred!" Lex eased back and the car slowed. A bead of sweat worked its way down his temple, over a throbbing vein, and down his suddenly too tight throat. Kal smiled brightly.

"My Lex! Do not worry! We are perfectly safe--I am your ultimate safety device." He leaned closer and flicked his tongue along the curve of Lex's ear.

"My ultimate safety device is going to stop my heart if he doesn't calm down. Plus, I'd like to appear on Aunt Martha's doorstep without a hard on, if you don’t mind."

Kal giggled and leaned in the opposite direction. "I'm sorry, it's just that you and me in this small space concentrates our scent…it's intoxicating." He slid long fingers over himself, outlining the hard length pressing against the inseam of his jeans, and Lex cursed quietly. "You're an insidious industrial spy out to kill the only legal heir to LuthorCorp and thus pave the way for a bastard by-blow of the late Lionel Luthor to take the reins, aren’t you?"

Kal laughed, high, bright and sunny. "Lex! You should write fiction! That's most amusing!" He twisted in his seat and gawked at the corn that rose like emerald waves on either side of the road. "I never tire of seeing oceans of grasses! It's astonishing, so green, so—" He took a deep sniff and sighed. "So fresh and alive—and look, we are here!"

Lex glanced as the Smallville Meteor sign flew by. This was the fastest he'd ever arrived in Smallville. He debated heading to the mansion, or going to the soon to be re-opened and retrofitted plant or straight to the farm. He thought and drove and Kal sat quietly and talked to the AI.

*Kal-El, we should examine the suit, now that we are here again. Doubtful that there will be any major problems, but it might need some minor maintenance.*

*Yes…the small wildlifes are quite aggressive in their nest building…we will look—tomorrow?* he asked hopefully.

*That should be fine. In the mean time*---a small soft burst of static interrupted it—*enjoy your ride.*

*Oooo, you imply naughtiness. We can only hope.*

Lex looked over at Kal's small coo of pleasure. "Hmm?"

"Nothing—the house! Martha and Jon-Than Kent, I've missed them." He sighed. "Jon-Than is very attractive man. And Martha is a lovely woman as well." Kal smiled fondly and Lex looked at him narrowly.

"I suppose they are attractive people, I've never noticed myself." Not like that…

Kal nodded, eyes glued on the house looming larger in the windshield. "Yes, Jon-Than has a lovely tattoo on his—" He leaned out of the window and waved wildly at Martha. "Hello, the Aunt! Greetings!"

Lex was torn between warring desires—to know what and where the tattoo was, and to forget forever he knew that Uncle Jon had one. An instinct he'd learned to respect in his clubbing days told him he'd be happier not ever knowing.

"Alexander—Kal! Oh, how wonderful to see you again." Aunt Martha hurried towards the car, impatiently waiting as they both climbed out. "Sweetie!" she crowed, and threw cinnamon scented arms around Lex, peppered him with kisses while he pretended to hold her off. "You look wonderful, so handsome, so—oh my god, you look relaxed—how did that happen?" She turned to smile wide at Kal, and winked.

Kal waited his turn patiently, smiling like a supernova. Even the AI buzzed warmly--Kal was so pleased that it seemed as though he was broadcasting his feelings…the AI checked quickly to insure itself that was not the case.

Jonathan came out on to the porch and pointed at Lex and Kal. He called out with a fierce scowl, "If everyone's not in the house in five seconds, that pie is mine."

Both the boys raced up the porch stairs and thundered past Jonathan to quickly seat themselves around the table. Jonathan followed Martha inside, chuckling. "I figured that would get you two." He skewered Lex with a glare. "Even when he wouldn't eat anything yellow or anything white or anything much at all, we could count on him to eat Martha's peach pie." He stopped and looked at the two seriously, "Glad you're back, boy—and you too Kal. Da—Dang good to see you again."

His smile was so wide and so bright, Lex was reminded of the sun bursting through clouds, in fact, oddly, he was reminded of Kal…he giggled and blushed slightly. Kal was right—Jon was handsome—and that thought was immediately shoved down into the mental pit children reserved for 'Parents Do Have Sex' and 'Some Day, I'll Have Hair In My Ears Just Like The Old Man' and forgotten.

Dinner was a noisy affair, everyone eager to share what news they had, and both Lex and Kal relished it—it was a welcome relief from the formal life he lived in the city for Lex and Kal loved it because it reminded him of home.

"When is Pamela coming," Martha asked. "I really missed her these last few months."

Lex nodded. "She's missed you too. She said she'll be here tomorrow—that means probably a day or two." He grinned wryly at Martha and she smiled back.

Jonathan shook his head. "Hunh. Well, considering it's been a while since you've last taken more than a day or two to yourself; it's pretty obvious the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, Alexander."

"Hey--" Lex protested, "I was just here a few days ago, more or less…" Jon snorted and rolled his eyes towards Kal who grinned back. Lex sighed. "Well, you're going to see much, much more of me and Pamela soon. We're about to reopen the old plant."

Jonathan raised an eyebrow. "Really? That plant's been closed for a long time," he mused. "I don't know if the folks around here are going to be too crazy about a fertilizer plant opening, what with the pollution it'll cause—"

"Oh, no, we plan to remake it into a research facility, no production there at all. But we'll still need lots of local labor, so there'll be jobs—driving, assembly jobs, we'll have to staff a machines shop—it should prove to be beneficial to the town."

Jon nodded "I figured it would be, son. I can't see you doing anything here that wouldn't be."

Lex smiled. It was good to be sitting down with his second biggest supporter.

Martha poured coffee, and Kal sighed happily, and edged closer to Lex. He took his hand quietly, with no fanfare, and sipped his coffee with his free hand. His aunt and uncle just stared, before smiling…Martha grinned a little. "Whit's going to be disappointed—and that serves him right."

"Aunt Martha, that's outmoded thinking, and besides," he said, "Whit is Whit," as if that explained everything and in a way, it did.

Jonathan frowned. "Morals don't ever go out of fashion young man—how would you like it if a person who claimed to love you was cheating on you?"

"I wouldn't," Lex said. But Lex personally felt anyone who didn’t know that Whit wasn't ever going to be faithful was lying to themselves. Lex shook his head. Uncle Jon had never been happy about Whit and his occasional hook-ups. It was a testament to Whit's ability to charm that he was allowed on the farm. Lex hesitated…could that be a mutant ability…no, no. Whit was just…an incredibly likable and irresistible slut. He glanced over at Kal. Yeah. Incredibly irresistible. And there was no way in hell he did three-somes. He better let Kal know that now before he suggested some weird arrangement.

Almost as if he'd read his mind, Kal turned to Lex with a big smile.

"My Lex, why don’t we—"

"No."

"But you have no idea—"

"No."

The Kents looked on in confusion, and Kal got that little wince-grimace smile that meant he was being--Lex grinned--scolded. Good. That Interface was as good a substitute for Jiminy Cricket as he could hope for. He smirked at Kal. And apparently on his side too.

Kal stuck his tongue out.

"Oh, mature, that," Lex murmured.

Kal did it again.

******
"Have you learned your lesson yet?" Lex panted.

Kal groaned. "Ooooh yes, yes, I think so…never show the tongue unless I'm prepared to use it..." He hissed as Lex scraped teeth over the head of his penis, trying to do it as hard as Kal liked and not shudder.

"Oh, Lex…I wish to use it, please, please…"

Lex smirked up at him. "No, your punishment continues. Reflect on the evil of your ways." He continued his journey around the landscape of Kal's body, mapping every little spot that made him moan or squirm…he discovered that the oddly ridged strands of muscle that ran along his spine were also extremely sensitive to being nibbled and licked, that the little knob of bone at the end of his spine and right about his cleft loved being sucked on judging by the noise that Kal made…making love to Kal was not only a fantasy come true, it was also educational—one never knew when one might need to say in Kryptonese, "Fuck me now, or I will conquer your planet in the name of Rao and all the gods!"

Lex smiled. Who knew he had a kink for alien overlords?

TBC!

part 20

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