It hadn't taken very long for Lex to decide
that the very best thing Clark Kent had going for him was something
that 99.9% of Smallville would never, ever know about, at least if
he had his way. Most of them would never be able to appreciate the
rare talent of being able to give the best blowjob on the planet
anyway, but luckily Lex often found himself in just such a position
to test the theory.
Like now.
Sprawled in his desk chair, the back of his
shirt riding up enough that he could feel his skin affixing itself
to the leather, a ticklish drop of sweat making its way down his
chest, and, oh, jesus, that boy had a mouth, slick mobile heat
surrounding his cock as Clark went at it with the enthusiasm of
someone wasn't doing this as a favor, as a way to get something, the
eagerness of someone who actually liked this, and who didn't mind
getting a little messy to do things right.
Lex clenched his fingers into Clark's hair, an
odd contrast of silky and crisp over his fingers and it was amazing
how quickly you forgot what hair felt like when you didn't have any
of your own. Clutched those dark strands hair enough that he was
dimly worried that afterward he wouldn't be the only bald person in
the room. But Clark never protested, never tried to shake his hands
away and he moved his tongue in that peculiar little way that Lex
had never been able to copy, making Lex curl up reflexively, all but
trapping Clark in his lap as he arched up one last time and came.
God, there were some perks to having a
teenaged lover. For the first time in his life, Lex was getting
almost too much sex, and not just sex but good sex, -great- sex,
nuclear explosion found dead of a heart attack sex. But damn, there
were worse ways to die than with Clark Kent's mouth between your
legs, even tenderly like he was now, gentle licks and touches meant
to soothe before he carefully tucked Lex back into his pants, not
bothering to zip them.
He looked up at Lex, pretty enough, too
pretty, really, with those soft puffy lips and wide eyes, that Lex
almost didn't hear him saying, "You're really cute when you do that,
you know."
"When I do what?" asked Lex, eyebrows arching
as he reached for the bottle of water on his desk. Instead of
drinking it, he held the cool glass against his cheek, savoring the
feel. He swore Clark was going to be the death of him, and the only
good thing about that was wondering how his father would manage to
cover up a death-by-gay-sex scandal. A shame he'd miss it, if it
ever happened.
Clark had gone suspiciously silent, and Lex
watched with amusement as Clark's ears turned bright red, which
traditionally meant he was going to try to demonstrate how very
sophisticated he was by saying something he'd never be able to say
in public. It was rather charming, really, and Lex waited patiently
to see what it was.
"When you...when you come," he clarified and
Lex blinked.
"When I come...?" he repeated blankly, trying
to put the pieces together with what was left of his brain after
that mind -and cock- blowing sex. It came together in his head with
an almost audible click. "I'm cute when I -come-?" he sputtered and
Clark grinned, folding his hands into Lex's lap and resting his chin
on them.
"Cute," he agreed. "You make this little
squeaky sound, and your face gets all scrunchy and then..." a
renewed flush of pink, "After you come, you shake for about five
minutes, and you breath like I nearly killed you. It's cute."
Another little quirk of Clark Kent's was
leaving Lex at a loss for words. He could feel his own rush of heat
moving towards his ears, pausing to inflame his entire face and for
Christ's sake he was - blushing- because his teenage produce boy
thought he was cute when he came.
"Cute," Lex repeated, tasting the word. Well,
there were worse things. Clark was beaming up at him, obviously
pleased at having thrown him a curve ball, and Lex decided the only
way to regain the upper hand was to go for the best tactical
strategy he had at the moment. Distraction. "Shall we see what you
look like when you come?" he asked, grinning wickedly and Clark's
blush moved to cover the rest of his face, and a few other places as
well as Lex joined him on the floor.
-finis--
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