A/N: ::Creeps inside, and POUNCES with chapter ten!:: Okay, I now I said I
was going to up the rating, but after I got about a half a page through
this "up-ed rating", I decided I didn't want to do Clex sex scene, so I
didn't…So, here's my PG-13 version of chapter Ten!
Chapter Ten
Clark sat on a straw bale in the middle of the barn next to one of the calves. One of who had the tendency to keep its tongue outside of its mouth…well, actually it liked to nibble on his pant leg a lot too.
"You can't kiss me…" Clark pushed the calf's head up, and put his strong fingers around it's mouth, although careful not to hurt the little creature.
"Of course he can't." Lex leaned in the doorway, "I wouldn't let him."
"Hi Lex."
"Hello Clark." Lex smiled, "Where are you parents?"
"Mom went into town for some stuff, and Dad is out back."
"And why are you out here?"
"It's quiet?"
"Well, we could change that…If I remember correctly, you liked to make noise."
"Lex!"
"I'm only telling the truth." Lex shrugged, "How would you like to come to the mansion."
"And try it on an actual bed?" Clark raised an eyebrow.
"Sure." Lex shrugged, "If that's what you want."
"Well, I want that very much…" Clark stood, seemingly towering over Lex.
"Really? Well, let's go see what we can do about that." Lex began to lead him from the barn.
"Aw, I can't!"
"Why not?" Lex asked.
"Well, after I got home late last time I went out with you, I'm kind of grounded."
"C'mon! Rules are made to be broken."
"No, I can't. I'm sorry Lex. I should have called and told you."
"Well, this sucks, Clark!"
"Yea, I know it does. Next weekend though, we can. I swear it."
Lex sighed, "Alright fine. Next weekend."
"I'll see you then." Clark kissed Lex softly on the corner of the mouth.
"You have some explaining to do." Lex whispered as they pulled apart.
Clark turned to see his father, Jonathan, leaning in the doorway, "Shit." He whispered.
"I'll see you later." Lex brushed past him, and then past Jonathan on his way out.
"Son…" Jonathan stepped forward, "Lets go have a little talk."
__
"So, how long as this been going on?" Jonathan asked, turning is glass of lemonade he'd poured himself on the table, creating a ring of water beneath it.
"A few weeks." Clark was looking down at his hands.
"And how serious is this?"
"I don't know."
"Have you slept with him yet?"
"Dad!"
"Well?" He asked, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms, "Have you?"
There was a moment of silence, before Clark answered, "Yes, but that's besides the point."
"When were you planning on telling your mother and I?"
"Never?"
"Not a good answer Clark."
"Can we do this later?" Clark looked up at his father.
"What's wrong with now?"
"Look, I just don't exactly feel like discussing my sex life with my FATHER, over lemonade and cookies!" He picked up one of the sugar cookies off the plate in the center of the table, and chucked it across the table at his father.
"Thanks." He nodded, "But in response, do you think I WANT to discuss your sex life over lemonade and cookies?" He took a bite out of the sugar covered sweet.
"Whose sex life are we discussing?" Martha Kent asked, opening the screen door with her hip, and dropping her grocery bags on the counter.
"No ones Ma." Clark got up, and picked up one of the bags, before beginning to put the items away in various cupboards.
"Clark and I are talking about Lex." Jonathan leaned back in his chair, watching his wife and son go about the kitchen putting things away.
"Lex's sex life? As a mother, I don't really think I want to know about that."
"No, not just Lex's…the one he shares with our son."
Chapter Ten
Clark sat on a straw bale in the middle of the barn next to one of the calves. One of who had the tendency to keep its tongue outside of its mouth…well, actually it liked to nibble on his pant leg a lot too.
"You can't kiss me…" Clark pushed the calf's head up, and put his strong fingers around it's mouth, although careful not to hurt the little creature.
"Of course he can't." Lex leaned in the doorway, "I wouldn't let him."
"Hi Lex."
"Hello Clark." Lex smiled, "Where are you parents?"
"Mom went into town for some stuff, and Dad is out back."
"And why are you out here?"
"It's quiet?"
"Well, we could change that…If I remember correctly, you liked to make noise."
"Lex!"
"I'm only telling the truth." Lex shrugged, "How would you like to come to the mansion."
"And try it on an actual bed?" Clark raised an eyebrow.
"Sure." Lex shrugged, "If that's what you want."
"Well, I want that very much…" Clark stood, seemingly towering over Lex.
"Really? Well, let's go see what we can do about that." Lex began to lead him from the barn.
"Aw, I can't!"
"Why not?" Lex asked.
"Well, after I got home late last time I went out with you, I'm kind of grounded."
"C'mon! Rules are made to be broken."
"No, I can't. I'm sorry Lex. I should have called and told you."
"Well, this sucks, Clark!"
"Yea, I know it does. Next weekend though, we can. I swear it."
Lex sighed, "Alright fine. Next weekend."
"I'll see you then." Clark kissed Lex softly on the corner of the mouth.
"You have some explaining to do." Lex whispered as they pulled apart.
Clark turned to see his father, Jonathan, leaning in the doorway, "Shit." He whispered.
"I'll see you later." Lex brushed past him, and then past Jonathan on his way out.
"Son…" Jonathan stepped forward, "Lets go have a little talk."
__
"So, how long as this been going on?" Jonathan asked, turning is glass of lemonade he'd poured himself on the table, creating a ring of water beneath it.
"A few weeks." Clark was looking down at his hands.
"And how serious is this?"
"I don't know."
"Have you slept with him yet?"
"Dad!"
"Well?" He asked, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms, "Have you?"
There was a moment of silence, before Clark answered, "Yes, but that's besides the point."
"When were you planning on telling your mother and I?"
"Never?"
"Not a good answer Clark."
"Can we do this later?" Clark looked up at his father.
"What's wrong with now?"
"Look, I just don't exactly feel like discussing my sex life with my FATHER, over lemonade and cookies!" He picked up one of the sugar cookies off the plate in the center of the table, and chucked it across the table at his father.
"Thanks." He nodded, "But in response, do you think I WANT to discuss your sex life over lemonade and cookies?" He took a bite out of the sugar covered sweet.
"Whose sex life are we discussing?" Martha Kent asked, opening the screen door with her hip, and dropping her grocery bags on the counter.
"No ones Ma." Clark got up, and picked up one of the bags, before beginning to put the items away in various cupboards.
"Clark and I are talking about Lex." Jonathan leaned back in his chair, watching his wife and son go about the kitchen putting things away.
"Lex's sex life? As a mother, I don't really think I want to know about that."
"No, not just Lex's…the one he shares with our son."