Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville.
"Aren't you coming to bed?"
Lex Luthor turns to the heavy wooden doors as a provocative looking brunette stands there expecting his response.
She wears nothing but a sheer white nightgown that leaves little for the imagination. He appreciates the pleasant view for a while, a smug smile dancing on his lips.
"Later beautiful, after I finish this." He signals waving the tumbler of scotch he has in his right hand.
She walks to where he is. "I'm missing you already." The young female purrs.
Lex smiles back at her and makes mental notes as he observes her attractive features.
Wider eyes, lips good, check nose tip, hair a tone darker, skin acceptable.
He caresses her face with his free hand. "Go." He murmurs.
The bald billionaire takes a last swig from the tumbler. He sighs as he eyes her swaying her lean body away.
Tomorrow she will be destroyed in order to create a better prototype but for now they can enjoy a pleasurable night together.
Thank you.