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Well, on we go to the next installment.Are they kissing yet? Any gropage? Apparently this is what you want to know. Well, guess what ladies? So do I!
Lex was supposed to come back and be all having the wild sex with Clark!!!Instead, they're fighting. You see how that boy refuses to cooperate with me!! We fight all the time.(this is why I write Bruce...)Why can't we get along! no, seriously, I always have problems with Clark, it really is as if he's got a mind of his own.
Any way, next bit, no fucking--sorry. Soon--*reaches for golf club, eyes Clark* soon....
Clark tried to hold on to his temper. He could just imagine what he was going to tell him. Something about those hickies. He should have gone to the Castle last night—should have made Lex tell him the truth! He had all night to think, and he probably decided he didn’t want to spend any time with a farmer’s kid. If he’d gone over last night he could have convinced him while he still wasn’t sure…damn.
Clark slumped in his seat and tried his best not to let his emotions show on his face. He stared out the window and watched the landscape rush by much faster than it should have. Well, let him get a ticket, what the hell! He could afford it. He was rich! With his rich mysterious friends that were so important he had to leave town and never call, and gave him hickies on his ASS!
Clark caught Lex staring at him in concern, and realized he was breathing a little –hard. He tried to give him a real smile, but whatever expression he managed, Lex’s reaction told him it wasn’t very close to a smile. God. Just let him keep driving and never stop, and he could pretend everything was fine, and he and Lex were going to be together….
By the time Lex stopped near thick stand of trees nestled at the bottom of a hill, the sun was just beginning to slant low through the branches, He got out of the car and gestured for Clark to follow him.
They walked up a low hill and then down into the trees and Clark was surprised to find that there was a little brook at the bottom. It was like a –secret garden—it couldn’t be seen from the road, and it was like being far away in a deep, deep forest somewhere, instead of a half hour outside of Smallville.
“Wow, Lex! I’ve lived here all my life, and I’ve never seen this! How did you know it was here?”
“Well, heh, the curve is a little sharp there….”
Clark looked at Lex, wide-eyed with horror. “ Lex! You had an accident here!” He looked about for signs of a crash, but Lex waved off his concern.
“No, no—well, yes, but it was a while ago. And very minor, Clark. I drove the car home, and I was just fine.” He hesitated a moment and then asked Clark to come sit with him by the waters edge. They sat on a tumble of rocks by the edge, and both of them were silent, watching the water foam against rocks in the stream, and evening draw shadows over the water.
Lex spoke first. “Clark. I’ve got to tell you something—"
“I know. It’s something I’m not going to like. So tell me already, and then I can go on, ok?” Clark looked so determined to be brave that it was almost painful to look at. Lex cleared his throat and started again.
“Clark. What you told me—surprised me. Ok, blew my mind into little bits.” He chuckled, but stopped when he saw that Clark wasn’t amused in the slightest.. “It was –what I wanted to know since I met you, but to know, to really know…I’m. I’m sorry, and ashamed to admit-- I ran.”
“Lex, it’ ok, I can understand. I thought you took it awfully well. I know I would have done the same thing if someone claimed to be an alien, even though, seriously Lex, you already knew....”
“Well, yes, but to have it confirmed…I took off, I freaked so bad, I wasn’t thinking…oh, by the way, that jacket you left at my house? Unhh, it’s in the car—“ Lex blushed red, and Clark looked at him curiously.
” I guess that has a story attached, to it too, hunh?”
Lex just smiled a little shame-faced grimace and continued.
“ When I could finally think of something besides myself, collected myself, I realized, that you could be in danger. Your secret was a danger to your parents, maybe to you. I felt I had to do something, somehow to help. I care about you, and your parents very much. So I went to see someone I knew could help. Someone who’s even more paranoid about security and secrecy than I am. A close friend.”
Clark just stared at Lex. What the hell—he’s not saying that. He can’t be saying that….
“I went to see this friend and we talked about--”
“ YOU what! How could you! What the fuck were you—I tell you this because I want to be honest with you, closer to you—I didn’t even tell my parents I was going to tell you because I wanted it to be just between us!"
Lex backed up a little. Clark was frightening, angrier than Lex had ever seen him.
His arm shot out and grabbed Lex by the collar. “Is this the friend who put that on you!” And he shook the collar, and Lex’s neck.
Lex could have beaten himself. Why didn’t he listen to his brain instead of his dick!! And now he was going to pay for his raging stupidity.
“Lex, you betrayed me! You gave up my secret to some stranger, why? What did he give you—oh-- maybe my Dad was right.”
Lex ripped his collar out of Clark’s hands, separating the fabric. He stormed away from Clark so hurt and angry that his hands were shaking, and he didn’t want to show weakness, or any more than he’d already shown. “Fuck! That was stupid-- what you said, Clark. Why would I do anything to endanger you? I told you I wanted to protect you—your family-- and Bruce has the means and the knowledge to do so!”
“Why would you decide that you needed to give me up to—Bruce? Bruce who? He’s the guy? Ok. don’t lose sight of what’s important. Wait a minute! Oh, my god! You mean Bruce Wayne- Bruce?”
Lex had the sudden,horrible, overwhelming sense that there was no way to answer that question and win. Clark was furious, and god, so gorgeous. Lex prayed to any number of deities that Clark wouldn’t notice how turned on he was at this moment. And, yes, ashamed. “Clark, you’re not letting me explain—"
“Oh, I don’t know Lex. I think I understand perfectly. I told you exactly what you wanted to know—oh, I haven’t told you all I can do yet, but give me your boyfriend’s number, and I’ll tell him the rest—you ran away from me—to him and-and STOLE my jacket and then I guess made out between telling him my business and my parent’ business…”
Clark’s chest was heaving and his cheeks were flaming and Lex was staring at him like a mouse stares at a cobra. He was transfixed by self-loathing and arousal, and then he threw himself on the fangs.
“Clark, I never meant to have sex with Bruce—"
“God! Can’t you ever, ever, *ever* shut the fuck up!! I didn’t have to hear it! I could pretend you just made out—not fucked him!”
Lex closed his eyes and sighed—and then rocked hard in a sudden wind so violent he was knocked to the ground.
When he opened his eyes again he was alone.
TBC...of course, because wouldn't this be a lousy ending? 'Cause you know, there's got to be make-up sex, yes?
Well, on we go to the next installment.Are they kissing yet? Any gropage? Apparently this is what you want to know. Well, guess what ladies? So do I!
Lex was supposed to come back and be all having the wild sex with Clark!!!Instead, they're fighting. You see how that boy refuses to cooperate with me!! We fight all the time.(this is why I write Bruce...)Why can't we get along! no, seriously, I always have problems with Clark, it really is as if he's got a mind of his own.
Any way, next bit, no fucking--sorry. Soon--*reaches for golf club, eyes Clark* soon....
Clark tried to hold on to his temper. He could just imagine what he was going to tell him. Something about those hickies. He should have gone to the Castle last night—should have made Lex tell him the truth! He had all night to think, and he probably decided he didn’t want to spend any time with a farmer’s kid. If he’d gone over last night he could have convinced him while he still wasn’t sure…damn.
Clark slumped in his seat and tried his best not to let his emotions show on his face. He stared out the window and watched the landscape rush by much faster than it should have. Well, let him get a ticket, what the hell! He could afford it. He was rich! With his rich mysterious friends that were so important he had to leave town and never call, and gave him hickies on his ASS!
Clark caught Lex staring at him in concern, and realized he was breathing a little –hard. He tried to give him a real smile, but whatever expression he managed, Lex’s reaction told him it wasn’t very close to a smile. God. Just let him keep driving and never stop, and he could pretend everything was fine, and he and Lex were going to be together….
By the time Lex stopped near thick stand of trees nestled at the bottom of a hill, the sun was just beginning to slant low through the branches, He got out of the car and gestured for Clark to follow him.
They walked up a low hill and then down into the trees and Clark was surprised to find that there was a little brook at the bottom. It was like a –secret garden—it couldn’t be seen from the road, and it was like being far away in a deep, deep forest somewhere, instead of a half hour outside of Smallville.
“Wow, Lex! I’ve lived here all my life, and I’ve never seen this! How did you know it was here?”
“Well, heh, the curve is a little sharp there….”
Clark looked at Lex, wide-eyed with horror. “ Lex! You had an accident here!” He looked about for signs of a crash, but Lex waved off his concern.
“No, no—well, yes, but it was a while ago. And very minor, Clark. I drove the car home, and I was just fine.” He hesitated a moment and then asked Clark to come sit with him by the waters edge. They sat on a tumble of rocks by the edge, and both of them were silent, watching the water foam against rocks in the stream, and evening draw shadows over the water.
Lex spoke first. “Clark. I’ve got to tell you something—"
“I know. It’s something I’m not going to like. So tell me already, and then I can go on, ok?” Clark looked so determined to be brave that it was almost painful to look at. Lex cleared his throat and started again.
“Clark. What you told me—surprised me. Ok, blew my mind into little bits.” He chuckled, but stopped when he saw that Clark wasn’t amused in the slightest.. “It was –what I wanted to know since I met you, but to know, to really know…I’m. I’m sorry, and ashamed to admit-- I ran.”
“Lex, it’ ok, I can understand. I thought you took it awfully well. I know I would have done the same thing if someone claimed to be an alien, even though, seriously Lex, you already knew....”
“Well, yes, but to have it confirmed…I took off, I freaked so bad, I wasn’t thinking…oh, by the way, that jacket you left at my house? Unhh, it’s in the car—“ Lex blushed red, and Clark looked at him curiously.
” I guess that has a story attached, to it too, hunh?”
Lex just smiled a little shame-faced grimace and continued.
“ When I could finally think of something besides myself, collected myself, I realized, that you could be in danger. Your secret was a danger to your parents, maybe to you. I felt I had to do something, somehow to help. I care about you, and your parents very much. So I went to see someone I knew could help. Someone who’s even more paranoid about security and secrecy than I am. A close friend.”
Clark just stared at Lex. What the hell—he’s not saying that. He can’t be saying that….
“I went to see this friend and we talked about--”
“ YOU what! How could you! What the fuck were you—I tell you this because I want to be honest with you, closer to you—I didn’t even tell my parents I was going to tell you because I wanted it to be just between us!"
Lex backed up a little. Clark was frightening, angrier than Lex had ever seen him.
His arm shot out and grabbed Lex by the collar. “Is this the friend who put that on you!” And he shook the collar, and Lex’s neck.
Lex could have beaten himself. Why didn’t he listen to his brain instead of his dick!! And now he was going to pay for his raging stupidity.
“Lex, you betrayed me! You gave up my secret to some stranger, why? What did he give you—oh-- maybe my Dad was right.”
Lex ripped his collar out of Clark’s hands, separating the fabric. He stormed away from Clark so hurt and angry that his hands were shaking, and he didn’t want to show weakness, or any more than he’d already shown. “Fuck! That was stupid-- what you said, Clark. Why would I do anything to endanger you? I told you I wanted to protect you—your family-- and Bruce has the means and the knowledge to do so!”
“Why would you decide that you needed to give me up to—Bruce? Bruce who? He’s the guy? Ok. don’t lose sight of what’s important. Wait a minute! Oh, my god! You mean Bruce Wayne- Bruce?”
Lex had the sudden,horrible, overwhelming sense that there was no way to answer that question and win. Clark was furious, and god, so gorgeous. Lex prayed to any number of deities that Clark wouldn’t notice how turned on he was at this moment. And, yes, ashamed. “Clark, you’re not letting me explain—"
“Oh, I don’t know Lex. I think I understand perfectly. I told you exactly what you wanted to know—oh, I haven’t told you all I can do yet, but give me your boyfriend’s number, and I’ll tell him the rest—you ran away from me—to him and-and STOLE my jacket and then I guess made out between telling him my business and my parent’ business…”
Clark’s chest was heaving and his cheeks were flaming and Lex was staring at him like a mouse stares at a cobra. He was transfixed by self-loathing and arousal, and then he threw himself on the fangs.
“Clark, I never meant to have sex with Bruce—"
“God! Can’t you ever, ever, *ever* shut the fuck up!! I didn’t have to hear it! I could pretend you just made out—not fucked him!”
Lex closed his eyes and sighed—and then rocked hard in a sudden wind so violent he was knocked to the ground.
When he opened his eyes again he was alone.
TBC...of course, because wouldn't this be a lousy ending? 'Cause you know, there's got to be make-up sex, yes?
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8/8/04 04:15 am (UTC)Damnit.
:)
Whack those bois with a stick, would you?
:)
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8/8/04 04:40 am (UTC)(no subject)
8/8/04 05:12 am (UTC)C'mon, Clark, just - ravage him in a fit of rage and...and...rage!!!
Hee.
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8/8/04 05:16 am (UTC)(no subject)
8/8/04 05:44 am (UTC)Isn't it neat?
You can borrow if you like!!
Jack, smokes, and eeeeeevol breasts!!
:)
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8/8/04 05:45 am (UTC)Wrong icon.
*snerk*
You can borrow this one.
There's a bunch at Summmer of Spike.
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8/8/04 05:52 am (UTC)for a moment, I thought you were commenting on my bosom, which made me very nervous--I'd hate to think they burst into flame unbeknownst to me! *snorf*
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8/8/04 06:18 am (UTC)Oh gods.
Bosom.
I see Auntie Mame, grabbing Agnes Gooch and yanking her sweater back and...
"You do have a bosom!" And poor Agnes yanking her sweater down.
Hee!
"Mrs. Burnside! I don't have a very clear picture of what's going on!"
Heee, no. No flames.
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8/8/04 06:24 am (UTC)