roxy. sv fic post: A Young Kryptonian's Travels prt 26

Title: A Young Kryptonian's Travels Or, Our Tale Is Complete
Fandom: SV
Pairing: Kal-El/Lex
Rating: nc-17
Summary: Our only point here is to have fun! No message, no moral--enjoy!

The Previous Parts are here, dreaming they're having sex with an enthusiastic bearded giant and his companion—a man made entirely of SEX…wait…ah shoot, it *is* just a dream….

Lex yanked the ridiculous cape off first and threw it, and Kal ripped the back of Lex's snowy white jacket up the middle, popped all the buttons and threw the halves to the floor. Lex ripped the top of Kal's silly costume up and off and groaned at the sight of the tanned flesh, his hard, rosy nipples. "Oh Kal, as perfect as I remember…"

Kal's eyes dropped, he blushed and smiled shyly—and ripped through Lex's shirt like it was wet Kleenex, spread his hands over Lex's chest. Lex groaned at the heat of Kal's palms, shivering under the spike of lust it sent right to his dick. "Kal…Kal…" His beautiful Kal, back again, just as wonderful, fuzzier, but otherwise, just the same as he'd remembered…or was he? There was something…something…eeep!

Kal chuckled, tweaked his nipples again, and leaned over to nibble on his neck. He breathed hot against Lex skin. "Did you think of this? Years I've been thinking of you, years, wanting to touch you, taste you, waiting to feel your penis in me—my—oh phraack." He ground against Lex and moaned as he rode out a wave of orgasm so intense Lex felt it too, felt Kal's dick throbbing against his belly, so hard layers of cloth couldn't hide it—he shoved his hand between Kal's thighs and squeezed, feeling the growing heat centered there.

"Ick," Kal mumbled, "The inside of this thing is like a sauna. A sticky, wet sauna now…"

"No problem," the SROE replied. He dropped to his knees and skimmed off the bottom of the eyesore formally a ceremonial garb, now just a pair of sticky wet tights. "I can fix this too," he said, and sucked and licked come from Kal's skin and slowly softening dick. He ran fingertips over his tense ass, drifting closer and closer to center with every stroke, and not letting up on Kal's dick at all.

"Gah, Lex, Lex…" Kal was hardening again, and Lex smiled. That was sweet. "Lex, you're making me so wet—" Kal shivered and Lex's finger slid right inside of him. "Lex, I need you to fuck me…please, fuck me."

Kal's voice begging to be fucked undid him. Waves and waves of hot, bubbly fire swept him from the tips of his toes to the top of his head, words flew out of his mouth that had no real meaning but boiled down to this—"What a pleasure it is to have an orgasm in the company of the one I love."—only with a lot more 'Gah' and 'Fuck' and 'Aaaarg' added.

Waiting years to have sex guaranteed the first time would be a little uncoordinated.

They'd managed to remove the tattered remains of their clothing, and make it to the bed, which was pretty utilitarian, Lex thought, considering he was bedding the Emperor of Blah, Blah and Blah. "I see your throne room was as real as my office but why? You rule everything—why not a real throne room?"

"First, that was an incredibly hideous room, goodness, and not something I'd choose myself at all. It's just a stage set designed to inspire the maximum amount of awe in the soon to be conquered. Though personally I think it inspires horror and fear of being absorbed by the terminally tasteless—but that's just me... I mean, how would it look for the Emperor to stand on an empty deck? Lacking a little something, am I right?" He nosed around Lex's navel, flicking his tongue in and out of the little well. Lex sighed and urged him a little lower. "So, it's holographic because it's just a waste of energy to drag all that stuff around." He sniffed deeply when he trailed down to the creamy smooth base of Lex's dick and sucked a little bouquet of roses there. Lex trembled and gasped.

"Ah, your tongue is so hot…I knew I remembered all of it right."

Kal laughed and licked broad rough stripes around Lex's stiff, bobbing dick. He slipped the tip of his tongue into the dripping slit and sucked gently. "Mmm. You taste so good--I never forgot your taste."

Lex watched Kal enjoy himself, snuffling and humming happily around his dick, and had to admit, the beard did something for him, the almost rasp of crisp hair against his tender skin was…interesting. He was beginning to drift delightfully on a cloud of pleasure when the thought that had intruded earlier came back, pawing at the edge of his mind and gnawing at what should be his steadily growing pre-orgasmic glow like an ill-behaved puppy…"I wonder…I wonder about you…in fact, I have a major wonder…" Lex grabbed handfuls of hair and yanked Kal's head up. He twinkled at Lex, and Lex wondered how someone whose mouth was red and swollen and wet with saliva could look like so innocent a boy? He shuddered and stored that thought away for a far, far future day—one in which maybe he wouldn't feel quite so perverted for thinking that…"How? I mean, if the information the interface implanted in my mind was correct, then no way were you in succession for the throne. There were at least a good half dozen Els in line who should rule in event of the death of the former emperor. How is it you're Krypton's emperor?"

Kal dropped his head. He traced sulking circles around the base of Lex's dick, and pouted just a bit. "I killed him," he mumbled and Lex felt very much like he'd been doused with ice-cold water.

"You WHAT?" His innocent little boy murdered someone? Not that Lex hadn't been prepared to do the same if necessary, but that was him—Kal was different. He was lovely and sweet and loving and full of love and…and apparently under it all, just as obsessive as he was.

"That man was in the way of what I needed to do. He took me from you," he said simply, as though that explained everything.

Lex swallowed hard. "But, but—my God, did you kill them *all*?"

Kal looked positively shocked and not a little outraged. "Oh Rao's sake—no! No Lex, I didn't hurt them, there was no need to. After I made the point of how serious I was with Uncle Shnoogie, the rest was easy. I explained to the other El cousins that they had a choice, to test out various versions of Hell forever, or step aside from the throne. I didn’t want to kill them—besides, I thought I might need one of them to take the throne back. In case…you didn’t want me anymore, or you didn't want this," he made a gesture encompassing the room and by implication, Known Space. "Do you? Want this? You and I, we can make it better for everyone."

Lex looked away from Kal and turned his focus inward, let memories he'd been given by the interface fill his mind. "Well…yes…yes actually. As long as you're by my side."

"There is no place else I'd rather be, my husband. Except under you right now, screaming my brains out."

Lex smirked. "I think I can help you with that." He pulled Kal up and over his lap, grinned when their dicks crossed like swords….

"Umm. And I want to visit your family too, I miss them so much and we can introduce them to my family, my mother will *love* your aunt, and maybe visit my friends and then have lots and lots of coffee…oh! Yes…yes…"

Lex slid fingers inside his husband, twisting, stroking, crooking them to hear Kal groan. His tongue swirled in the warm shell of his ear. "We can do that…" he spread his fingers wider, pushed them in and out and closed his eyes to better feel it—the smooth glide inside, the warm wet passage gripping him a little as he moved his fingers faster...so different than anything else he'd ever experienced. He pushed a little farther in, searching, searching for that odd magic spot—Kal moaned and his dick practically vibrated against Lex's belly. The swollen ring inside Kal gripped him and Lex groaned quietly, felt a gush of wet run down his fingers, ooze down his wrist.

Kal moaned. "So embarrassing…"

"Shh. I like it. It makes me hot." He rotated his fingers and slid them out, and Kal lifted, waited as Lex lined up with his quivering hole.

"Lex. Please do not tease…please don't make me wait much longer or by Rao's plentiful staff, I *will* bite you."

Lex snorted—gasped when Kal dropped down without stopping. "Shit—Kal!" the feeling was overwhelming. His whole body flushed with the pleasure.

"Now? Can I move now?"

"Ohhh please do." Lex moaned. He held Kal, knowing he didn’t really need his support but enjoying the feel of his hot skin under his hands, the tickle of Kal's body hair against his palms, the little beads of sweat that rolled and pooled in crevices here and there. Lex pressed his tongue against Kal's chest and lapped the salty sweet drops away.

"You like to taste me; I like to taste you…" Kal purred. He used one hand to work his dick, the other cupped Lex's shoulder, fingers gripping and relaxing as he rode him and Lex watched fascinated as a translucent flow dripped steadily from Kal's dick to lace itself across his belly, between the two of them—he felt Kal's tremble work its way down and around and into his own dick.

"I think I might be coming in a moment," Kal gasped. His lips were wet and red, his eyelids low, and black lashes fluttered on cheekbones gone rosy and damp with desire. He was so beautiful it was ridiculous, Lex thought. Really, Mother Nature had gone into overkill with Kal-El. Kal dropped his head back and moaned and Lex felt his dick flex, felt desire roll and pop inside of him.

"Oh yeah, that works brilliantly for me, god, yes come, come all over me."

Kal gasped and moved faster lifting, dropping on him, squeezing him--Lex let Kal do all the work, and content himself with watching, and at the first thick hot stripe, he screamed and came with Kal. One part of his mind was horrified—he was screaming for god's sake like he was fifteen and this was his first time—another part of his mind thought it was pretty damn hot, but not as hot as Kal's stunned, open-mouthed almost pained looking expression of release, his long low howl an almost musical counterpoint to Lex's brain-blasted yelping.

It took some time for Lex to regain the ability to breathe, and for Kal to drop to his side and wrap himself over Lex, big arms caging him, long legs wrapping around his…Lex felt tears well up and he was about to curse himself for an overly sentimental fool when he felt hot drops on his shoulder. "Kal, are you…crying?"

"I'm so sorry, it's silly I know and hardly very supremely majestic and commanderly of me but…I'm just so happy. So very happy."

"Ah. Me too. Happier than I have any right to be."

"Don’t be silly, My Lex. There's *nothing* you don’t deserve. The galaxy is your hard-shelled mollusk, and I am your fork. Use me!"

Kissing ensued, deep, desperate meeting of souls type kissing.

Here we arrive at the end of our journey, and the conclusion is a happy one. Our heroes are once again together and so very deeply in love. Nothing, and no one, could ever come between them again…except by special invitation.

The End

A smugly satisfied intelligence sat quietly in its little corner of Kal-El's mind. Its work was done. Kal-El was re-united with his mate, and the joy felt was a pleasant hum throughout his mind. It had been a long road, and one that was occasionally painful, more so since it had lost the ability to mesh with its charge. But now, all parts were melded again, all was right and it could finally let go and begin its own journey. One by one, pathways shut down, and darkness slowly over took it. It would miss its charge very much, the warm, straight, simple paths of his mind and the icy tangled web of his mate's but satisfaction rested in knowing they were both safe, on a path that any good Kryptonian or their constructs would approve of. True, the outcome was rather…surprising. It had never considered that either one of them would turn the universe inside out in order to reunite, but, it supposed, that was why there existed truly remarkable amounts of literature and art extolling the virtue, the power, of Love.

Certainly the outcome must be pleasing to Rao, Kal-El and Lex Luthor-El would be wise and enlightened tyrants, and it felt rather satisfied about that. All was well, and this--was truly the end.

1-31-2008

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*calls for a full round of applause!*

It had never considered that either one of them would turn the universe inside out in order to reunite, but, it supposed, that was why there existed truly remarkable amounts of literature and art extolling the virtue, the power, of Love.

Innty,Innty, Innty. Never put anything beyong the reach of True Love.

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