Champagne Kiss

(Supernatural/ SmallVille crossover)

Genre: Angst/Humor/Romance

Warnings: Incest/Slash/Foul Language/Violence/Rape.

Couples

Clark/Sam

Dean/Sam

Lex/Clark

KAL-EL/Sam

Clark/Dean/Sam

Summary:

After a brief visit to the Mall, Sam and Dean run across a Little trouble. Nothing new to them, but when they are rescued by a very super-licious Farm boy, they feel gracious. At least Sam does. Can Dean control his temper once he learns Sam is into the Farm boy, and how will Lex react to a new threat in his Clexdom (Clark and Lex) But what they all don't know is KAL-EL has his own plans for Sam. Can they cope or lose there freedom?

Chapter 1

The black Impala came to a complete stop in front of the Small Ville Mall. The screaming vocals of Bon Scott were cut off, leaving a look of relief on the youngest brother's face. Dean gave a distasteful look Sam's way as he turned squinted eyes toward the Mall's entrance.

"Do we have to come here? I feel like a preppy teen on a Friday night just sitting here."

Sam gave a confused look, Dean's way as he placed his hand on top of the older Brothers knee. Brooding serious eyes caught onto Dean's pleading ones.

"Yes, we do! Dean, there is a drought in our world, and instead of sitting in the Motel watching reruns of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I would like to go do a little shopping."

Those light brown eyes fell onto the dash board before him. He knew what Dean was going to come back with. Sex! It was always Sex, not that Sam had a problem with it. But it was just, he wanted to be shown off, somewhere that people didn't know they were brothers.

Hell, he would even like to be wined and Dined, but he knew that wasn't Dean's style. So he just took what he could get, and sometimes that wasn't enough for him. Just to be acknowledged once in awhile would be nice.

"Sammy! Why here? I mean, I'd much rather go to a dark smoky bar, and make out in the back."

"Because Dean, I want to be shown off. Or, are you embarrassed by me? Because, I'm your brother?"

Dean let his eyes slid over, settling on Sam's beautiful face. God no, he wasn't anywhere near embarrassed by Sam. If anything, he was in Love with him. He just didn't like shopping in Malls, or going to fancy Bistro. But he had a feeling when he got with Sam that his baby brother's expensive but simple tastes, were going to be brought up, sooner or later.

He moved his hand over, hovering it above Sam's, letting the tips of his fingers trace over the knuckles. He felt Sam stir under his touch. He seemed to have that affect on him a lot. He gave a devilish smile as he moved as close to his significant other, as the arm rest between them would allow. His lips moving in toward Sam's, his breath beating seductively against the others neck.

He could feel Sam's hand sliding over to fall gracefully between his knees. Those slim fingers of Sam's caressing the bulge in Dean's pants, causing the older brother to groan, tilting his head back, those dark eyes closing for a brief moment. Dean licked over parched lips, capturing Sam's in a quick, yet heated kiss.

His own hands moving up Sam's arm to slid under the already removed shirt, eager fingers dancing across bare flesh. Teasing the nerves, and tantalizing the senses. He pushed the shirt up as his hand explored further north. There kisses turned heated as Sam was pulled over the arm rest and onto Dean's lap. His tongue slipping out of Sammy's mouth and onto his neck.

This caused Sam to lay his head back, pushing his body up into Dean, his eyes closing. Dean quickly found his way to Sam's pants. Removing the button and pulling them down past his knees. His mouth moving from the neck to suck, and nibble over the flesh of Sam's chest. This only furthered Sam's thrusts into Dean.

In one quick motion Dean had Sam's shirt off and tossed to the back seat, lips dancing over his nipples and dropping farther down to suck over the tender flesh of Sam's Navel. His hands moving down the youngest brothers sides to land on his waist helping Sam the rest of the way from his pants.

Sammy sat on his knees, fingers buried in Dean's hair, gripping handfuls of it as he gave light tugs to the roots. His head bent back almost touching his own back. His moans came out louder as Dean ran that hot mouth down his lower half, way past where the navel ended. That busy mouth of Dean's hit the tip of Sam's anxious cock, dying to get inside Dean's mouth.

That hot tongue licking the shaft of it, twirling it around in his mouth causing Sam to scream out his name, arching his hips up into Dean's face. Dean wrapped his mouth around the shaft and slid his mouth further down, engulfing the youngest, almost deep throating him in one move. Sam felt his whole body turn red hot in a instant, eyes staying permanently closed as his brother remained busy between his legs.

They were to caught up in each other to notice the passing people. The car door was yanked open violently, as rough hands reached in, pulling Sam from Deans grasp and throwing him violently to the ground below. It took Sam a minute to realize what happened. Quickly pulling his pants back up, frightened and angry eyes glancing up to see three guys, there expressions were full of disgust.

Dean was out of the car in a instant as one of the three men gave him a hard kick into the gut, spilling him to the cement below. hands grabbing roughly at the short cut hair of Dean's, and yanking it back. Sam being helpless to help as he was held, arms pulled harshly behind him.

"Fucking Faggots. You people make me sick. But I am going to make sure you two little princesses get what you all deserve. "

Dean fought against the hold on him, pulling his head free from the over grown apes hold. Anger filled eyes caught sight of how his brother was being held. He sent a low blow up, catching the man in the gut. Able to stand he made a dash for the one a hold of his brother, when he felt another one, sending what seemed like a led pipe to his abdomen.

"You don't get to act macho, Bitch!"

The man said as he pinned Dean to the ground with his foot. Before Sam could say anything at all, he watched with much wonder and amusement as the guy holding him back was thrown like a rag doll across the cement, slamming into a near by car. Glass shattering to the cement. Sam gave a look up and spotted a very good looking guy, wearing a red jacket and a plaid shirt, and not to mention tight jeans.

The plaided hunkturned to the other two and seemed to do the same, by picking them up off the ground, giving a violent shove he sent them farther then the last. He saw this young man then turn, making it easier for Sam to get a look at his face better. He had dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He extended a hand to Sam, helping him off the ground.

" You ok? Those guys are real jerks, Gays need to stick together."

Sam felt himself blush as He smiled; giving a look Dean's way to see his reaction. But as usual Dean just went to protective, taking a step in front of him.

"Who are you?"

He asked, eyeing the other closely. Dean didn't like others even talking to Sam. Maybe it was his fear of loosing him, or just pure jealousy. Sam said it was Jealousy, maybe he was right. The dark haired stranger smiled as he gave a glances Sam's way again. This only made Sam smirk. He felt drawn to him for some reason. He even felt attracted to him. But don't let Dean know.

"Names Clark Kent."

Dean nodded faking interest, but Sam knew better.

"Uhuh! Well mines Dean, Winchester and this is Sam W……"

He paused, he was used to introducing Sam as his brother, but Sam had asked Dean to stop doing that. So instead he cleared his throat. He was in fact stunned when Sam finished it for him.

"Winchester, we are brothers."

Sam could feel Dean's eyes burning into his back. But he shooed it off as he turned toward the Mall and gave a nod.

"So Clark, you want to go get a bite to eat with us. It's the least we can do, since you saved us."

Sam cooed his eyes never leaving Clark's face. Clark gave a responding nod as he looked toward the entrance.

"Ok, but we will have company. I'm waiting for Chloe to show up."

Sam felt his face grow hot, cheeks turning red with what Dean could only think was anger or jealousy. He watched his baby brother with much disgust as he stepped up beside this Clark guy. He even felt sick as Clark corrected the thought that was plain on Sammy's face.

"Oh no, Chloe is just a friend. That is all."

This only brightened Sam's eyes as he then took Clark's extended hand.

"Shall we? Are you coming or not Dean?"

Dean gave a fake smile as he followed Sam and this Clark into the mall. He knew he and Sam just had a strictly sexual relation ship and never made any real ties yet, so technically Sam wasn't cheating. But Dean was now regretting his decision. He took after the two, glaring daggers at Clark as he followed in suit.