A/N: LexThen: Date night, Montrachet, The Incident.

Lex walked through the courtyard towards Lyla's dorm with his distinctive arrogance heightened, giving him the air of a king. His eyes were light with electricity as they found her sitting by the fountain, reading a book as she waited for him. Other students were gathered about and paid no heed to their curious whispers as he approached. Feeling the shift in the air that followed his presence, she glanced up from her book.

He said nothing, only held his hand out to her. Lyla gazed at the black gloved hand which extended to her from an onyx Armani jacket.

Her eyes fluttered up to his as she gave him a coy smile, and taking his hand he gently pulled her up beside him. He didn't wait for a greeting, he pressed his lips to hers with a fierce passion that shook her body. Lex kissed her roughly, as he inappropriately clasped her body tightly to his. She pushed him away after a moment, embarrassed by their public display.

"Lex!"

He laughed sensually, everything about Lex tonight emanated sex. Then again, it always had, only now she knew it was directed at her.

"What is it Lyla?" His voice was deep and inviting. His eyes had that wild pale look they got whenever he was excited. They reminded her of demon's eyes.

She seemed flustered,

"That was…a lot. I mean we've only just-"

"I don't want any misunderstanding; the world needs to know you belong to me now."

She paused, gazing at him with intrigue.

"So, you're telling me, the all-powerful and vastly feared Lex Luthor is my boyfriend?"

"I'm telling you the devil himself is yours and he'll let the world burn to ash before he ever lets you go."

Lyla's smirked mirrored his own.

"Queen of the underworld, I like it. Persephone and Hades always were my favorite lovers."

Lex eyed Lyla, she wore a tight fitting black dress with matching high heels. She was captivating; however, she wouldn't be wearing that tonight.

"You look beautiful…but I have something else in mind."

Lex drew his cell out from his pocket and sent a quick text. Within moments there was a man at Lyla's side, with two boxes in his hands. They were wrapped in the signature silver paper. He handed her the first one.

She gave Lex a playfully scolding look but took the box and opened it.

Lyla pulled out a crimson silk evening gown complete with a plunging neckline with a black mesh covering and one tall slit that would accentuate her legs as she walked.

"Oh Lex…it's amazing!"

"Open the other box."

She opened the second and revealed a pair of Louboutin black high heels adorned with their trademark red-sole.

"You really didn't need to do all of this."

"I know that. Do you like everything?"

"Do I like everything? You're making me feel like a princess!"

"Queen…of the underworld, remember?"

She laughed.

"Thank you, Lex. This is all too much."

"Go change and hurry back, I have the limo waiting for us."

Lyla snorted and then covered her face with her hands. Lex fought a smile.

"What? I want to have some drinks tonight with you, I figured taking out the limo was our safest bet."

"Ah, well as long as it's purely for safety reasons and not because you enjoy showing off."

He gave a slight jerk of his head, indicating for her to get inside and change. She trotted off excitedly.

Lex was pleased. He had appreciated her taking care of him the other day and had wanted to do something to surprise her. He knew the dress would be perfect for her and the matching shoes, he had fine tastes and planned to indulge her with his endless resources. He wanted to spoil her rotten, he wanted to give her everything, lay the world at her feet and rule it with her by his side. She was his partner now and he would do everything and anything to keep her.

Lyla stood in her bedroom and gazed at herself in the full-length mirror. She touched her reflection, as if she didn't believe it belonged to her. In place of the silly, sweet girl, stood a confident, passionate woman.

Lex of course had been right, the dress fit perfectly, it clung to her thin frame, clutching snuggly at her waist and hips. The neckline plummeted downward and the mesh coverage only added to the sex appeal of the dress as it forced an onlooker's eyes to peer at the thin material concealing her breasts. She was able to wear her push up bra and still have the illusion of full cleavage. The slit ran halfway to her thigh and the six-and a half inch heels matched the red of the dress to a t.

She looked like a million dollars, she looked like Lex's girl. Lyla stepped carefully in the shoes, she'd never worn heels quite that high but the effect they had on her legs was unmistakable. She smiled to herself. She felt pride bubbling up within her. Lex wanted to show her off. He wanted to spend evenings cuddled with her kissing her in the intimacy of his apartment as well as take her on grand outings. Lex made it clear that she was not one of his playthings.

Lyla walked out to see Lex standing by the limo with the driver. His cool eyes washed over her with evident arousal. She gracefully approached him and spun around in the dress. She smiled softly, noting his reaction.

He took her hand and kissed it.

"Perfection." He murmured.

The driver opened the door for them and they stepped into the sleek, black limo.

As Lex joined Lyla in the limo she playfully picked her legs up and laid them across his lap, crossing them at the ankle. The slit exposed her thigh and she shot him a seductive smile.

The moment the door closed Lex placed his hand on her thigh, giving her a firm squeeze.

"Lyla, you have a different look in your eyes tonight. I'd say you have trouble on your mind."

"You read me well Lex."

He reached across from her and picked up two crystal champagne flutes. He took the bottle of Goût de Diamants, Taste of Diamonds and filled their glasses. He handed her one.

"To the beautiful woman at my side."

Lyla smiled and clinked her glass with his. Lex watched her take a sip as he enjoyed his own.

She closed her eyes to savour the taste, but Lex noticed the twitch of lips the moment the champagne touched her tongue . He started laughing.

Lyla grinned, "What?"

Lex just shook his head,

"I suppose million dollar champagne isn't good enough for you?"

"No, I love it really."

He gave her an incredulous look.

"You don't need to lie to me Lyla."

She paused,

"Alright, I'm not a fan of champagne, but I really appreciate it!"

Lex took the glass from her and gently scooped her legs off of his lap with his freehand. He reached into the bar and added orange juice and a splash of cranberry to her drink. Then he returned it to her.

"Try this, and if you still don't like it, I'll get you something else." The amusement was clear in his eyes.

Lyla sipped it.

"Much better Lex, thank you."

"Are you sure?"

She laughed, "Yes."

He smirked and picked her legs up, placing them back across his lap.

By the time the limo came to a stop and the driver held the door open for them, Lyla was feeling giddy. Lex reached for her hand and together they walked through a sea of people with Lex's guards on either side. As they approached the club entrance the paparazzi were there, flashing cameras in their faces from behind the velvet ropes.

Lyla leaned into Lex,

"Let's give them something to talk about."

Without hesitation Lex placed one hand on Lyla's lower back to support her and the other he used to pull her face towards his. He dipped her, kissing her without reserve.

"Mr. Luthor, who is she?" "Are you finally putting your player days to rest?" "How will you ruin this one Lex?"

They were deaf to the comments as they pulled away smiling and walked into the club.

…..

Inside the club purple and blue lights shined over the dance floor, crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, sparkling brilliantly. In a starking contrast to the cool theme of the dance floor, the bar was lit with vibrant warm colors, reds and golds. The city's best of the best were here, and more than that. Celebrities glided through the crowds, unharassed, enjoying a night out and sipping the finest drinks. Businessmen relaxed and watched the women dancing. Every girl looked like a goddess and yet when Lyla walked in on Lex's arm all eyes turned to her.

She was the radiant, raven haired mystery woman who was now dating the famous billionaire bad boy, Lex Luthor. She was striking with her porcelain pale skin and crimson full lips, her long tresses tumbling down her back, and her dark gaze glittering with excitement and innocence. The men gawked at her lustfully, the women glared at her in jealously, but all she saw were the bright colors of the club and the adoration in Lex's eyes as she looked up at him, her hand gripping his tightly.

He kissed the top of her head and she smiled, wrapping her arms around his waist as they walked towards the bar. She clung to him like a little girl unwilling to get lost in the hectic haze of people. His eyes were cold as he regarded the judgmental stares, a slight smirk on his lips as he clearly read their thoughts. How would he corrupt the young girl so devoted to him by his side? What sort of game was he up to now? However, this time he had no intention of games, he walked proudly with her wrapped around him. Lyla was his now.

They took their seats at the bar. A waterfall cascaded into a moat, separating the bartenders from the guests over a thin stream. Lex leaned over to get the bartender's attention.

"I'll have a Snakebite and she'll have a screaming orgasim."

Lyla giggled, "Excuse me?"

Lex shrugged, "I'm guessing you've never had one?"

He noticed her blush and laughed, "Trust me, you'll love it."

The bartender handed over the shots and Lex turned to Lyla with a wicked smile. "Enjoy your screaming orgasm."

She playfully hit him,

"Stop saying it's name!"

Lex bit his lip and kept her shot out of her reach, he then placed the rocks glass to her lips.

"Please, allow me. I would be honored to give you your first screaming orgasm."

Lyla cut her eyes at him and snatched the glass from his hands.

"I can manage myself."

Lex raised a brow.

Lyla cringed,

"That's not what I meant…"

"Right."

They clicked their glasses together and downed the shots.

"...That was awesome! Let's do another!"

Lex grinned,

"Alright we'll do another round but after that, take it easy on the shots, they don't taste as sweet coming back up."

"Thanks for the advice, even if it was uncalled for."

"Just looking out for you. I don't mind though, I'll make you ginger tea in the morning if you need it." He gave her a sly smile.

She shook her head.

They took their second round of shots.

Lex's phone went off, he glanced at the caller ID.

"Lyla, I need to take this, will you be alright?"

She nodded. Lex leaned in and kissed her cheek, then he pressed his phone to his ear and walked off to find somewhere quiet to talk.

Lyla sat at the bar, watching the dancers mingle with celebrities. She'd never seen so many famous people in one place, well she'd never seen any famous people before, but that was beside the point.

"Wow, beautiful shoes."

Lyla turned to see a stunning blonde standing next to her.

"Thank you."

The girl's eyes pierced through Lyla.

"Don't tell me, Lex got them for you? And the dress too?"

"Well, yes. He was thoughtful enough to surprise me."

The blonde's pink lips curved venomously.

"Lex loves to dress up his dolls. It starts as an apparent act of kindness but eventually he'll force you to relinquish all control. Then he'll leave you."

Lyla laughed.

"Who do you think you are?"

"Someone speaking from experience. I see you're his latest victim and I wanted to warn you. Underneath all his grand charm, Lex is dangerous. He'll do the same thing to you he did to me and countless women before you. He'll take over your life then strip you of your self-worth and free will, I'd get out while you still can."

Lyla leaned in towards the blonde, her voice lowered,

"What were your intentions with him? Did you adore him? Did you take care of him when he needed it? Did you take the time to discover his dreams, to connect with him on a deep emotional level?"

"No. Lex isn't capable of that. He's a Luthor and he will destroy you. He isn't made for love. Lex is the master of lies."

Lyla smiled, moving away again to put the distance between them.

"Ah don't tell me, you're one of the many who went after Lex for his money. He can see straight through your kind. Naturally he threw you away."

"You don't understand, everything with Lex is a game."

"I understand perfectly. With a man like Lex, you give him that power. Let him have that control he craves. Once you do that he is fiercely loyal to you. He'll turn the world over for you. It's amazing really, the different ways people will treat you when you're not trying to use them."

The girl sneered.

"When it happens to you, just remember what I've told you."

"It won't. I always stay true to who I am, and I know how to hold myself with a man like this. I have no interest in using him. I am Lex's, and he is mine."

There was a darkness in Lyla's tone as the anger hissed into her words.

Just then Lex returned from his phone call. His expression hardened when he noticed the blonde.

"Lex I'm so glad you're back. I was growing tired of the company."

She reached out and tugged on his tie, bringing him to her and kissed him softly. He kissed her back but his eyes openly glared at the other girl, silently gleaming with a threat.

The girl dropped her gaze and turned on her heel, disappearing into the crowd of people.

Lex smirked against Lyla's lips and pulled back,

"So what sort of monster did she paint me out to be?"

"It doesn't matter. I'll figure out your faults on my own and we'll work through it together. She's your past and I'm the one by your side now."

Not by a blink did Lex betray his calm, arrogant exterior. But once again she had struck a chord. Witnessing the tender way she was looking at him now, as well as her unflinching faithfulness and utter lack of doubt in him, he knew he would never let her slip through his fingers.

Lex reached his hand out to her.

"Let's dance."

"I don't know how to."

"You'll learn."

He lead her to the dance floor. Lyla felt her head spinning before they even began. The salsa music pulsed through Lyla's body, she found herself moving her hips without willing it. Lex pulled her closer to him, he gently moved her towards him and away, guiding her effortlessly around the room. Under his control she felt free. He moved her body as he wished and she followed, a sense of exhilaration overtook her. She felt safe in his hold as he spun her around again and again. The crowd of people parted to watch them dance. He was an expert, of course, making her appear as if she'd been dancing her entire life.

She laughed joyfully, feeling herself turn to the rhythm of the music. She was aware of her sexuality, the sudden desire she felt as she met Lex's approving eyes startled her. She wanted him to be proud of her, she wanted his complete attention and he gave it freely.

The music slowed and he pulled her into his body for a smooth bachata. His leg was pressed between hers. She wanted to stop, she wanted to ask him what she should do but his stare silenced her and his body guided her to how she needed to move. They swayed to the gentle beat. He put his hands on her hips and easy lifted her mid-turn. As he lowered her he took a moment and held her at eye level. She wondered what was going through his mind, what were all the things he wouldn't say?

The music had slowed again, this time it was a soft waltz.

Lyla mused,

"They certainly play a variety of music."

"They're playing exactly what I told them to play."

Lyla smiled sweetly,

"You really do like showing off don't you?"

He was quiet for a moment and then,

"I like seeing you happy."

His words were genuine but his eyes were still unreadable.

"Are you happy too?"

He leaned in and kissed her with a sudden tenderness that left her heart trembling. She felt lightheaded.

He whispered softly,

"Pay close attention now, the count is 1-2-3-, 1-2-3."

She listened carefully and then glanced down at her feet. Lex halted their dance and placed his fingers under her chin, guiding her face up to him.

"Don't look away from my eyes and just follow my lead."

His eyes seemed almost silver as they reflected the lights in the room. She locked her gaze on his, determined to not breakaway. They were dancing again.

Lex reminded her of a prince the way he placed his hand securely on her back, applying slight pressure when he needed her to move forward. He had her gliding and spinning across the floor. She realized he truly was royalty and she was becoming a part of his world. She never dreamt her life would take a turn into a real life fairytale. His presence was elegance and power, and it seeped into her. She found as they danced her confidence grew, she was feeling a variety of emotions. She desired him, she adored him, she was moved by the thoughtfulness of him picking out different songs for her. She was awed by his seemingly endless talents and touched by the affectionate way he kept a hold on her.

Unknown to the couple, the blonde girl from before watched them. She was standing in a dim area between the group of dancers and the bar. She knew she had to save the foolish girl in Lex's arms. Next time Lyla would listen, next time she would come prepared. It would be easy to run into them again, she knew the places Lex frequented. She sank into the shadows and disappeared.

As they danced his eyes penetrated Lyla. She felt warmth spread through her chest. The unspeakable had happened, she had fallen for Lex Luthor.

…

Later that night Lex entered his apartment with Lyla cradled in his arms. Her body was slack and drool spilled over from the side of her mouth. She stirred as he entered the room with her and whined softly.

"I don't feel well Lex."

"I know, you had a little too much fun tonight."

She nodded against his chest, burying her face in him.

"You smell so good."

"Let's get you to bed."

He crossed the room and entered his bedroom. He laid her down on the scarlet silk sheets. She squirmed reaching beneath her for the back of her dress.

"Help me out of this dress. You got it for me, maybe you can figure out these damn buttons."

Lex laughed.

"You're bratty when you're drunk."

"Bite me Lex."

"You know I will."

She grinned up at him.

He rolled her over and undid the dress, helping her slip it over her head.

She lay before him in her delicate lace bra and matching panties.

Lex's pulse quickened. The blood rushed through his body as he took in the sight of lace against pale skin, feeling the gnawing need to be inside of her. He considered how easy it would be to take advantage of her. She wouldn't resist him in her current state. They were both feeling the effects of alcohol so he couldn't be held accountable for his actions. His gaze lingered over her enticing lingerie. She must have worn it for a reason, black lace could only mean one thing. He watched the rise and fall of her breasts with each breath she took. He could smell the soft scent of her perfume mixed with sweat. He could feel the heat rising inside him, his body reacted to her scent. His mouth watered. His eyes fell on the lace panties.

Then he shook his head and stripped down to his underwear, crawling onto the bed beside her.

She curled up against him.

"I want to listen to your heartbeat Lex."

She slurred slightly. She made to place her head on his chest but missed and ended up laying on his stomach instead.

He laughed.

"You should have listened to me when I told you to stop drinking."

"You don't get to control me Lex."

"In this case it would have benefitted you."

Lyla nuzzled her face in his stomach.

"What are you doing Lyla?"

She placed her hands on him and felt his lithe muscles.

"Touching your tummy, obviously. You do lots of sit-ups huh?"

She giggled like a silly school girl, rubbing her hands over him. He stiffened, catching her hand.

"You need to stop that Lyla."

"Why? You like it and I know you want me to touch you."

She was testing every fiber of his restraint and Lex was not a man who denied himself the things he wanted.

"I do. I want you to touch me. I want you to explore every hidden desire you've ever had with me."

She flushed at his confession. Even tipsy, she had enough sense to understand the situation.

"Ok. Where do I start?"

Lex gazed at her intrigued.

"Give me your hand."

She did as she was asked. Lex took her hand and brought it to his lips, he kissed each finger and then slid her hand down his neck and across his chest. He guided it down to his lower stomach and she stopped just before he could push her to reach any further. She softly tickled her fingers along his body, arousing him.

He smirked; appreciating the fact she was taking it upon herself to play with him. His voice was quiet, patient.

"Do you want to keep going Lyla?"

Her eyes widened as they fell to her next destination. He was unashamed as he openly allowed her to see the effect she had on him. There was an arrogance in his eyes as he awaited her response. She hesitated and then whispered,

"…Yes."

Lex shook his head slowly.

"Say, Yes Lex I want to keep touching you."

Lyla's eyes darted to his. She licked her lips.

"Yes Lex, I want to keep touching you."

"Good girl."

She smiled. Lex didn't rush it, he dropped his hand away and let her linger there with her hands caressing his body. He enjoyed the softness of her touch and the ache of anticipation.

"Have you ever touched a man before, as you are about to?"

Lyla shook her head. Lex closed his eyes, his stomach fluttered as he realized how pure she actually was.

"You really are a good girl. What have you done?"

"I haven't done much of anything…I kissed before, that's all."

Lex peered at her.

"I wish I could have been your first kiss."

Lyla continued to rub his stomach affectionately. She bent down and pressed her lips to his firmly, then parted them with a soft slip of her tongue. He keenly returned her kiss. She kissed him for a long while before breaking away at last.

Her dark eyes sparkled as she stared into the depths of his light.

"Now you are, I've forgotten any kiss before yours."

Lex stared silently. She had moved him. He knew he adored her but now he understood that he loved her. He wouldn't tell her though, not yet. It was too soon. He attempted to keep his expression closed and guarded, but he felt it falter.

As she held him captive with her gaze she reached down and touched him where she'd never touched anyone before. He drew a quick breath, caught off guard by her forward act. He thought he'd have to coax her into it.

"Lyla…"

"I told you I wanted to keep going Lex."

She grinned in response to the pleasant smile that slowly touched his lips.

She leaned down and placed little kisses on his body. He tangled his hand into her hair as she did so.

He moaned as she tasted the sweat from his skin. He wanted desperately to attack her, to flip her over and take his turn with her body. To make her tremble in response to his fingertips and buckle under his touch…but he controlled himself. This was her time to explore. She could touch and taste him as she pleased but he would wait until she was sober and focused before he took his turn.

Lyla eyed Lex mischievously. He raised a brow in question. Lyla climbed on top of him, and circled her hips, pressing herself against him. The only barrier between them was her delicate lace panty. He felt her wetness as she moved against him again and again.

"Fuck."

Lex swore and grabbed onto Lyla's hips. He roughly pushed her off of him.

She looked bewildered, before she could say anything he cut her off.

"Stop Lyla, please. Just…give me a moment to collect myself."

Lyla suddenly giggled,

"What's the matter? Is Lex Luthor losing control?" She teased him lightly, he smirked.

"I'll admit I'm about to, and if I do I'll be certain to lose myself inside of you, permission or not. So, either give me a moment or I'm taking you now and I assume you're not on the pill so that's just something we will have to be prepared for."

Lyla's mouth opened at his obvious threat. Lex looked away from her, at the sight of her swollen lips, smeared lipstick, tousled hair, and the bite marks he'd left on her neck. He steadied his breathing.

"You know for such a little angel there's a side to you that challenges even my passion."

"Perhaps I am a fallen angel sent to tempt you."

"Then I shall willingly sacrifice my soul."

She laughed.

"Am I safe again? I already miss touching you."

Lex's heart skipped. She gazed at him with drowsy sweet eyes.

He pulled her to him so that her head rested on his chest and his arm was snuggly around her, showing affection and simultaneously preventing her further advances. He rubbed her back with a gentle hand. He felt her relax and cuddle into him. He murmured to her,

"Goodnight Lyla."

She didn't respond, already asleep in his arms.

…

Lex awoke the next morning to Lyla sleeping soundly. It was a sight he'd never expected to see, she was wrapped around him, her head on his chest and her arm draped over his stomach. She was at ease with him, there was a slight curve to her lips as if she were sweetly dreaming. She murmured,

"Lex…"

"Yes?"

Lyla didn't respond, she'd been dreaming after all, and of him. He watched her. There was no questioning her affection for him. He'd woken up beside plenty of women but never had one been so lovingly entwined with him. He reached his hand out hesitantly to touch her face but drew it back without making contact. Lex laid there a moment longer, feeling the warmth of her body against him, her little arms holding him in sleep. He had always been told that love was just a form of weakness, just an emotion to hold you back. He had always been careful to remain unfeeling, the one who cared the least was the one with all the power...and yet, somehow this had happened, somehow Lex had lost the upper hand.

He gently moved her off of him, so carefully it took him a few minutes to ensure he didn't disrupt her sleep. He stood by the bedside wanting to edge the image of her sleeping into his mind. Then he turned away and walked towards the master bathroom.

After Lex had showered and gotten dressed he checked on Lyla once more to find that she was still sleeping. He left her in his bed and wandered into his office, shutting the door behind him.

Lex opened his laptop and checked his emails. After a few minutes he took out his cell and made a call.

"This is Mr. Luthor, I need to speak with Dr. Jules….Thank you... is everything set for tonight? I trust you have the samples readied?...Wonderful...I want to press the matter of security, no one is to have access to the test vials but myself, and I want the lab cleared out, I work alone...Perfect. I will be there at eight tonight."

He disconnected the call and turned his attention back to the laptop. He heard a soft knock on the office door.

"Come in."

Lyla opened the door. She was wearing one of his dress shirts, Lex fought a smile. Her wet hair dripped behind her as her bare feet stepped onto the carpet of his office. He noticed the perfectly pedicured toes pressing into it. He had the strange urge to kiss those toes. Internally he scoffed, what was happening to him? ...He eyed them again.

"Good morning Lex."

"Good morning Lyla, how are you feeling?"

She smiled slyly.

"Really good actually, I guess I hold my alcohol better than you."

"Beginner's luck I'm sure."

"Oh, but of course."

She lingered in the doorway, halfway in his office, halfway leaning on the doors. She seemed unsure of what to do.

"Come here and close the doors behind you."

Lyla gave him a skeptical look but obeyed.

Lex pushed his laptop away and leaned back in his leather chair.

"Now get on top of the desk."

"Why?"

"Don't question me."

She paused and lightly bounced from foot to foot.

"Lex, I-"

"Lyla, do you trust me?"

She stopped bouncing.

"Completely."

"And you are my partner now, yes?"

"Yes."

"Then come sit on the desk."

Lyla paused, playing with a piece of her hair. Then she walked over and climbed onto the desk. Crossing her legs, she faced Lex.

He still leaned away from her in his chair.

"Unbutton the shirt you stole from me."

"What?"

"You didn't ask, so I want it back. Now."

"...I can't."

"Why?"

"I'm not wearing anything underneath."

"You should have thought of that before."

She rubbed her toes against his leg, stalling. He made a mental note to kiss them one day after all. Lex leaned forward and placed his hands on her legs, he uncrossed them, staring her in the eyes as he pried her legs apart before him.

She pinched her knees together.

"L-Lex, what are you doing?"

"Whatever I want, and what I want, is to know your taste."

She gazed at him, thinking about what his words meant. Her expression was a stunning mixture of embarrassment and passion. She wanted him and he could see it.

Lex smirked. She slowly undid the buttons on his dress shirt she wore, but held it closed.

"Now, let me see you. All of you."

Lyla held his gaze as she bravely let the shirt fall away.

His cool eyes moved over her, a tender smile tugged at his lips breaking his mask of control. Lex took his time and stared at her naked body. He felt a satisfaction that no other had ever gotten the chance to look upon her this way. He almost pitied the rest of the world.

"I have been to the furthest corners of the world, I have seen every beautiful thing worth setting eyes upon...but none of it could have ever prepared me for you."

She smiled shyly, rolling her eyes.

His expression was cold.

"Don't ever roll your eyes at me again. I will not stand for it."

She giggled.

"What will you do to me if I do?"

"Test me and find out."

She gave it some thought and decided against it, for now.

Lex closed the distance between them and kissed her deeply. He let his mouth travel over her body, not wanting to leave an inch of her skin unmarked by him. Lyla watched him as his mouth moved over her breasts, her breath caught in her throat and she slightly shuddered.

Lex's mouth moved further down, tickling her as he lightly ran his tongue over her body on his descent. He stopped at her lower stomach and his eyes glanced upwards to her's, silently confirming his progression.

The way Lyla looked back at him nearly caused him to throw her back on the desk, tear off his own clothes and end their cat and mouse play, but Lex wanted to seduce her. He wanted her to know exactly how he would take care of what was his.

Lex lowered his head at last and leaned into her, inhaling her sensual scent. It reminded him of the honey sweet scent of Montrachet. He knew she would taste even sweeter.

Lex brought his lips to her secret places. She was open and vulnerable, chaste and his.

He was right, she tasted even better than that wine. Lyla cried out and covered her mouth with her hands.

Lex pulled away and looked up at her,

"It's ok Lyla, I want to hear you. Don't hold back from me."

Her eyes were dark and wild as she stared back, her full lips parted,

"Don't stop again."

Lex was amused,

"Giving me demands now Ms. Shay? ...What did I tell you about asking?"

She licked her lips.

"Please Lexx."

She drew his name out in a soft whisper. He had never wanted anything as much as he wanted to be inside this little angel.

He brought his face up to hers,

"Before I go on, I want you to know how sweet you taste."

He closed his mouth on hers, he could feel the heat in her body rising. He felt a slight dampness through his shirt where his torso pressed against her. He chuckled lowly against her lips then pulled away.

Lex ignored his own uncontained desire and returned his head between her thighs as she wrapped her legs around his neck.

Lyla gasped and threw her head back. So this is what she had been missing all these years.

…

Lyla was curled in his lap in the leather chair, her bare body wrapped around him with her head buried in his chest. He stroked his hand along her spine.

"Are you alright?"

She nodded against his chest.

"I've never felt anything like that before."

"You enjoyed it?"

"Oh yes."

"Good."

Lex's cell went off. He made no move to answer it, his hand still caressing her back.

"Aren't you going to get that?"

"Business can wait."

She raised her eyebrows in surprise but she was pleased.

Just then there came a knock on the door. Lyla jumped but Lex didn't react.

Barry's voice boomed from the other side of the door.

"Mr. Luthor there's someone here to see you. Should I send them up?"

"No Barry, I'm not taking any visitors today."

"Yes sir."

They heard his footsteps retreating.

"I'm certainly keeping you from a busy day today aren't I?"

"You're keeping me where I want to be."

"I should get dressed."

"I disagree."

"Lex, I can't just walk around your place naked all day!"

"You don't have to walk, I'll carry you."

She laughed and pushed herself off of him, she paused when she saw the damp spot on his shirt. Embarrassment spread across her face. Lex took her hand and placed it over the spot.

"There is no shame in sexuality. If I couldn't cause this, I wouldn't be much of a partner."

Never once breaking eye contact, Lex touched his fingertips to the spot and wiped them across his lips.

"I can still taste you."

She shook her head,

"You're too much."

Lex grinned. Then he patted her dismissively on the leg.

"Let's have the cooks start breakfast for us, what do you think?"

"That sounds lovely."

"Perfect."

Lex's phone went off again. He considered turning it off.

"Maybe you should get that."

He glanced at her,

"Alright."

Lex touched a button,

"Mr. Luthor here...I see… How does that even happen?...Well tell him if he doesn't want to end up on the street begging for change he'd better fix it...Now…"

Lex paused his phone call, he glanced at Lyla.

"Alright, I'll be there within the hour."

Lex ended the call.

"Lyla-"

"I understand."

He stared at her.

"I'm sorry, it shouldn't take too long...I'll be quick. Please have the cooks make you anything you want."

"Is everything ok?"

Lex sighed,

"I take one day for myself and LuthorCorp goes up in flames...at least this time it's figuratively. There was a breach in our security and documents have been stolen. Angry employee, some attempt at revenge for wrongs my father caused, he's out of the country of course, so it's up to be to assess the damages… I really am sorry."

Lyla kissed him.

"I told you, I understand, now get going, you're needed there."

"I'd rather be needed here."

He took another moment to let his eyes pass over her delicate form. He considered what would happen when he returned from LuthorCorp. The idea of coming home to the apartment absent of Lyla set an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. He could feel the shadows of his mind pooling in. They twisted their way through him and around his heart, dancing in the darkness of the void that existed within him. Everyone left him, everyone was a liar. The shadows taunted him with his father's words.

Don't let her get too close. Once she truly knows you, she will never love you.

Lex had long craved her companionship but after today, he needed it, he ached for her light, for the way her kiss quelled the pain and rage which constantly plagued him. Lionel was wrong. She would love him. She had to.

Lyla reached out and smoothed the crease of his brow, snapping him back into the moment.

"I'll be waiting for you when you come back."

He smiled as his concerns died away, wondering if she was learning to see through his walls. Then he headed towards the door.

"Lex, aren't you going to change your shirt?"

She gazed at it, her eyes resting on the proof of her physical response to him.

He paused, touching the spot again.

"I'll wear a jacket."

…..

Lex dropped Lyla off in front of her dorm. They had spent the day together after he'd gotten back from his dealings at LuthorCorp.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"Until then, Lex."

He kissed her goodbye and sped off.

Lex made it to the lab by eight. He walked in, grabbed a lab coat, secured his goggles, and approached the cages. Lex reached in and scooped up a white furry rabbit. He placed it on the metal table, as it tried to hop away, he reached for a syringe and immobilized it.

The creature's large dark eyes scanned the room as if searching for an escape but it quickly found it was unable to do more than twitch its nose.

Lex ran a gloved hand over the furry body, it trembled.

"It's ok, I'm going to save you."

The rabbit had been given cancer in hopes of finding an experimental treatment. Lex had been working tirelessly on an attempted treatment alongside Dr. Jules. They believed they had created a drug that would shrink tumors. Now it was time to put the drug to the test.

Lex had been working with the rabbit for a while now. He was certain he could save it.

Lex carefully injected the drug into the it's bloodstream. Then he waited. He had his pen in hand to note any changes the animal might experience. He was fairly certain that it wouldn't show any adverse responses.

There was no apparent change. Lex glanced at the clock and wrote down his observations. Another five minutes passed, again he wrote, no detectable changes.

His heart began to race. What if he had done it? What if this drug was able to reduce tumor size and they would be so much closer to curing cancer?

Five more minutes passed, and then ten. He anxiously watched, so far there still weren't any negative reactions. Lex had been so careful in his calculations, he had taken every measurement and made every detail precise. The rabbit was at ease. It had calmed down and twitched its nose lazily. Lex ran his hand over it again, feeling the soft fur from beneath his gloves. He hoped his touch was comforting and not distressful. The animal didn't seem to mind, now that she'd gotten used to him. He felt a small sense of pride that he was going to save her. Against his better judgement, Lex had taken a liking to the little creature.

He smiled softly.

Thirty minutes passed and no change. He would wait until the hour mark and then pack up to head home.

Suddenly she started shaking again.

"You don't need to be afraid anymore girl."

His voice was hardly more than a whisper.

The shaking intensified.

Lex withdrew his hand, something was wrong. It flopped about on the table, convulsing and gurgling.

"No…it can't be…"

The rabbit flopped rightside up and stared at Lex. Those dark eyes seemed to lock on his. As she gazed at him, a trickle of blood ran from the corners like tears, followed by another trickle of blood from the ears.

There was a sickening pop and Lex's vision was obscured by the splatter on his goggles. He staggered back, half blinded, towards the sink.

He scrubbed his hands, then lifted the goggles off his head and tossed them into the sink. Lex washed his face then mechanically scrubbed the goggles clean. He glanced down to see the lab coat was also streaked in crimson stains.

He slowly walked back to the rabbit, or rather what had been a rabbit moments before. There must have been a swelling in the brain caused by a buildup of cranial hemorrhaging. He picked up the carcass and wrapped it in a biohazard bag then threw it away.

It thudded as it hit the bottom of the waste box.

Lex scrubbed the remaining gore from the table and any that had gotten on the floor. He discarded the lab coat in a separate bin then washed his hands again, and once more to be sure.

Lex walked out of the lab, locking up behind him. He made his way into his car and casually put the keys into the ignition. It roared to life. His expression was blank, his eyes calm and his manner collected.

This was just something that happened. An incident, a minor set back. He smirked, knowing this was just a step closer to figuring out his dream, he was still convinced the concoction he'd created was correct, perhaps his dosages were off.

Lex opened the car door again with a steady hand and walked a few steps away, leaving his vehicle running. He stared into the dark night, thoughts indiscernible as his cold eyes scanned the blackened horizon.

He bent over and heaved violently towards the ground.

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