Clark was right apparently. The thought of me going out with a Luther
deeply disturbed Mr. Kent to no end. So Sunday after church he gave me the
"I don't want to see you getting hurt" speech popular with fathers around
the globe. It was similar to the one my own dad gave me before my first
date at the age of fifteen. Except Mr. Kent had real fears. Not just for
my safety but for Clarks. I loved Mr. Kent for being protective and all
dad-like but he had a real lopsided view of Lex. Of course track records
could be examined and I could understand the tension. Yes Lex had done
some wild things in his past but so have I. He thought money fixed
everything but really it usually did. It's not like he could use me for
any thing except sex. I swear Mr. Kent almost blushed at that statement.
But the thing about Clark. That made me pause. True Lex could ask but
nothing could ever make me tell.
"You're afraid he'll try to trick me or make me say something to prove that Clark's different."
"Exactly."
"Well I won't. You know I won't. Clark knows I won't. And Lex will know too."
Mr. Kent sighed and pinched the edge of his nose. "What is it with Kent children and Luthors?"
He was shaking his head and smiling at the same time. I knew he didn't like Lex but I also knew that I was family but to hear him say it like that…" You really think of me like that?"
"Why do you think we are going through the whole adoption? It's not easy to explain why we are adopting a twenty year old but we want you as a part of this family."
It was hard you know to think of myself as really here. I kept thinking that one morning I would wake up and be back in Metropolis. He really blew me away with this next statement.
"Dori, I hope you'll be careful, I still say Luthors aren't to be completely trusted. But you've lived on your own for long enough to be smart when it comes to those kinds of things. And Dori when you're comfortable with it, drop the Mr. Kent thing and call me dad. I know Martha almost fainted when you called her mom.."
OK I hugged him. They were a hug type family so I hugged him. I couldn't quite call him dad yet I mean it's been four years since I've used the word. For some reason with Mrs. Kent it was easier. I help Martha, Mom, with making dinner that night while Mr. Kent and Clark took care of the cows. I was mashing potatoes Deep in thought I suppose. I was thinking how quickly my life turned around and how glad I was I came to this town, this farmhouse, into these people's lives.
"You OK Dori, you're being quiet tonight?" Mrs. Kent asked after watching me mash potatoes for ten minutes.
"I'm fine….(Here goes nothing)…Mom." I didn't look up as I said it. I felt her eyes on my but then. "Well then Set the table please dear and then call the boys in."
"Sure."
Sunday was a good day.
Monday was also good. I got an A on my history exam. Go me. And Lex picked Clark and I up from school. It was freezing so of course I would rather ride in the car then in a cold school bus. Clark tried to squeeze in what was suppose to be a back seat until I finally pushed him aside and got in first. Like I said it was freezing. All around were signs that winter was coming. Thanksgiving was next week and it all went down hill from there. Maybe I would enjoy the holidays this year. Clark got out first and I hung back.
Lex's head must be cold I wondered where his hat was. That wasn't the only thought going through my head but let's keep it clean folks.
"Think you could have Clark drive you over after dinner tonight?"
Was this going to be a second date? "Why do you want your dress back because you know you look really good in purple."
"Actually I thought we could sit back and relax for the evening."
"Do you know how to do that?"
"I'm familiar with the concept."
"Mr. Kent warned me about you yesterday."
"And."
"It's been decided that I'm a big girl who is used to taking care of herself but if you harm me in any way you'll have an angry Clark and an even angrier Mr. Kent, who by the way owns a shot gun, coming after you."
"So I am well warned."
"Yes, you are. I'll be there at 7:30."
Then a kiss. Short but very nice just the slightest play on lips. God he was good at it. Suddenly my mind flashed to a girl Julie I used to hang with in Gotham. She claimed to have slept with this man and said he was bald from head to foot. Why I couldn't get that picture out of my mind all through dinner is understandable.
Mr. Kent gave me a warning look as Clark went to warm up the truck. I would have to get him to teach me to drive. Clark would be there to pick me up at eleven thirty. I tried to say that Lex would drive me home but Mr. Kent insisted and Clark didn't seem to mind. Eleven-thirty? Well it was a school night.
I felt strange in the car with Clark. Having him drive me to a date, knowing he wasn't going anywhere and had to wait up for me. Guilty almost.
"Clark are you ok with me dating Lex?" Was I dating Lex did two dates equal dating?
"Of course. He's my best friend, you're my best friend, and it's cool." Can a person have two best friends? Clark I noticed had only a few friends. Chloe, Pete, Lex, Lana, and me. Lana almost didn't count because he crushed on her so badly.
"If it's weird for you let me know."
"It's kind of hard for anything to be weird fro me." Clark Kent smile.
"You know what I mean Kent."
"Just don't forget I'm two door down OK?"
"Never." He felt left out. I would have to spend some quality Clark time tomorrow.
We pulled up into the driveway knowing we still had about a half a mile until we reached the house.
"Call me when you're ready to come home and don't worry if you're a bit late mom and dad are usually asleep by 10."
"Thanks Clark."
"Ms. Russo, right this way." OK.
I was lead down a hallway and after three left turns and two rights, or was it the other way around? I arrived at a living room. Lex was sitting on a couch that looked like a giant marshmallow and just as comfortable. He got up and kissed my check dismissing "Marcus."
Lex looked more relaxed. Maybe it was his clothes. The top two buttons of his blue shirt were undone and he wasn't wearing any shoes. It's funny how those subtle differences could change him completely.
So instead of going to an expensive restaurant and dancing in uncomfortable shoes, I was soon barefoot sitting on a fluffy couch, eating popcorn and watching a movie. It turned out Lex Luther was a big Indiana Jones fan. That was just fine by me. But as his arm was around me and we became more then comfortable, I kept wondering what is this?
"Lex, I know this is going to kill the whole relaxation mode vibe but I have to ask where is this, us, going?" Cause I was thinking another half hour of him being so close it was going to the bedroom and I wasn't even sure what direction to go in.
"For the first time in a long time, I'm with a person, that I can relax and watch Indiana Jones with and not worry about the next move."
He sounded so calm like he knew the question was coming before I asked.
"Doesn't Clark watch Indiana Jones with you?"
"Yes, but I can't hold Clark in the crook of my arm and play with his hair."
"Well you could…"
"Dori…"
"Oh come on we both know Clark's hot, and we both know you could have gone that direction, I know for a fact you've done so in the past."
"Since when is Clark hot. And since when could someone make me use words like hot when describing a person?"
"I'm guessing Clark's been hot since puberty and since that wasn't that long ago…"
"And my past?"
"People talk."
"What do they say?"
"You sure you want to hear?"
"Go right ahead."
"Well we hung out at the same clubs in Gotham and I've heard you got around in Metropolis too. I've had friends how spoke very highly of you and friends that called you a sack of shit. Both male and female mind you. I've also heard that there is not a stitch of hair on your body and before I get it in my head to find this out for myself I need to know if I'm just a notch on the bed post which I've been in the past and haven't really liked or if this is some sort of actual relationship, which I'm very unprepared for since the last relationship I was in was with Bobby Michaels when I was 15 and he only fumbled his way across second base. Yes I realize that's a mixed sports metaphor but I'm not very good with games. Any kind of games."
Basically while I'm saying all of this I've somehow managed to position my body so that I'm practically lying on top of him and speaking in a whisper. Maybe I was good at games.
"Well this is all very interesting. However I envy Bobby Michaels, the past is in the past, I'm hoping for more then a notch and as for the hair well you're going to have to find that out for yourself."
This kiss was passion. It was fast and hard and I felt my body pressing his into the couch. I opened my mouth and felt his tongue fight against mine. My hand was inside his shirt feeling his smooth skin and so far no hair. His hand rubbed slowly up and down my neck in a gentle motion that was quite the opposite of the kiss. I moaned a bit in his mouth, which only made him attack more. I suddenly realized he was turning me so that he could be on top and I would have none of that. We fought a bit breaking away from the kiss to struggle with who would dominate who until finally he pinned me down and sucked on my neck which made me all but cry out. I started kissing his ears, which I found out he really liked, and worked my way down his own neck. The credits of the movie played in the background and it's funny how I couldn't remember the ending.
His hands were touching he through my clothes. He pulled my shirt over to kiss my collarbone and touch my skin with his hand. I felt him rub against me, how hard he was for me.
I needed to figure out what to do. But I couldn't think. I kissed his lips again and started to untuck his shirt. His skin was warm, smooth, he had great abs. His hands were touching my stomach caressing my sides. He kissed right above my navel and it just felt, wow.
Then Clark came. Yup. Lex Luthor on top of me with his shirt undone and his hand up my shirt. I guess Marcus let him in. I'm guessing Lex is going to be mad at Marcus.
"Oh sorry God Sorry." Clark stammered making his presence known. If he had stood there quietly I probably wouldn't have noticed. I guess I should have been keeping track of the time. It was 11:40. Wow half hour makeout session with Lex Luther. What would the third date bring? Lex straightened himself out as he stood up and the Gave me a hand up.
"Clark, next time knock OK?" Very composed for someone who just had his tongue in my belly button.
"I'm I'm gonna wait in the car."
"You do that Clark I'll be right out." Hey I sounded pretty calm too.
As soon as Clark left though Lex was kissing me again and I lost all composure.
"I better go, don't wants Clark imagination running away with him."
"True, tomorrow night then?"
"Will you be driving me home?"
"I'll tell Clark not to worry about picking you up."
He walked me out. One last kiss. If nothing else, the kissing was worth it and I let my imagination run away with me.
"You're afraid he'll try to trick me or make me say something to prove that Clark's different."
"Exactly."
"Well I won't. You know I won't. Clark knows I won't. And Lex will know too."
Mr. Kent sighed and pinched the edge of his nose. "What is it with Kent children and Luthors?"
He was shaking his head and smiling at the same time. I knew he didn't like Lex but I also knew that I was family but to hear him say it like that…" You really think of me like that?"
"Why do you think we are going through the whole adoption? It's not easy to explain why we are adopting a twenty year old but we want you as a part of this family."
It was hard you know to think of myself as really here. I kept thinking that one morning I would wake up and be back in Metropolis. He really blew me away with this next statement.
"Dori, I hope you'll be careful, I still say Luthors aren't to be completely trusted. But you've lived on your own for long enough to be smart when it comes to those kinds of things. And Dori when you're comfortable with it, drop the Mr. Kent thing and call me dad. I know Martha almost fainted when you called her mom.."
OK I hugged him. They were a hug type family so I hugged him. I couldn't quite call him dad yet I mean it's been four years since I've used the word. For some reason with Mrs. Kent it was easier. I help Martha, Mom, with making dinner that night while Mr. Kent and Clark took care of the cows. I was mashing potatoes Deep in thought I suppose. I was thinking how quickly my life turned around and how glad I was I came to this town, this farmhouse, into these people's lives.
"You OK Dori, you're being quiet tonight?" Mrs. Kent asked after watching me mash potatoes for ten minutes.
"I'm fine….(Here goes nothing)…Mom." I didn't look up as I said it. I felt her eyes on my but then. "Well then Set the table please dear and then call the boys in."
"Sure."
Sunday was a good day.
Monday was also good. I got an A on my history exam. Go me. And Lex picked Clark and I up from school. It was freezing so of course I would rather ride in the car then in a cold school bus. Clark tried to squeeze in what was suppose to be a back seat until I finally pushed him aside and got in first. Like I said it was freezing. All around were signs that winter was coming. Thanksgiving was next week and it all went down hill from there. Maybe I would enjoy the holidays this year. Clark got out first and I hung back.
Lex's head must be cold I wondered where his hat was. That wasn't the only thought going through my head but let's keep it clean folks.
"Think you could have Clark drive you over after dinner tonight?"
Was this going to be a second date? "Why do you want your dress back because you know you look really good in purple."
"Actually I thought we could sit back and relax for the evening."
"Do you know how to do that?"
"I'm familiar with the concept."
"Mr. Kent warned me about you yesterday."
"And."
"It's been decided that I'm a big girl who is used to taking care of herself but if you harm me in any way you'll have an angry Clark and an even angrier Mr. Kent, who by the way owns a shot gun, coming after you."
"So I am well warned."
"Yes, you are. I'll be there at 7:30."
Then a kiss. Short but very nice just the slightest play on lips. God he was good at it. Suddenly my mind flashed to a girl Julie I used to hang with in Gotham. She claimed to have slept with this man and said he was bald from head to foot. Why I couldn't get that picture out of my mind all through dinner is understandable.
Mr. Kent gave me a warning look as Clark went to warm up the truck. I would have to get him to teach me to drive. Clark would be there to pick me up at eleven thirty. I tried to say that Lex would drive me home but Mr. Kent insisted and Clark didn't seem to mind. Eleven-thirty? Well it was a school night.
I felt strange in the car with Clark. Having him drive me to a date, knowing he wasn't going anywhere and had to wait up for me. Guilty almost.
"Clark are you ok with me dating Lex?" Was I dating Lex did two dates equal dating?
"Of course. He's my best friend, you're my best friend, and it's cool." Can a person have two best friends? Clark I noticed had only a few friends. Chloe, Pete, Lex, Lana, and me. Lana almost didn't count because he crushed on her so badly.
"If it's weird for you let me know."
"It's kind of hard for anything to be weird fro me." Clark Kent smile.
"You know what I mean Kent."
"Just don't forget I'm two door down OK?"
"Never." He felt left out. I would have to spend some quality Clark time tomorrow.
We pulled up into the driveway knowing we still had about a half a mile until we reached the house.
"Call me when you're ready to come home and don't worry if you're a bit late mom and dad are usually asleep by 10."
"Thanks Clark."
"Ms. Russo, right this way." OK.
I was lead down a hallway and after three left turns and two rights, or was it the other way around? I arrived at a living room. Lex was sitting on a couch that looked like a giant marshmallow and just as comfortable. He got up and kissed my check dismissing "Marcus."
Lex looked more relaxed. Maybe it was his clothes. The top two buttons of his blue shirt were undone and he wasn't wearing any shoes. It's funny how those subtle differences could change him completely.
So instead of going to an expensive restaurant and dancing in uncomfortable shoes, I was soon barefoot sitting on a fluffy couch, eating popcorn and watching a movie. It turned out Lex Luther was a big Indiana Jones fan. That was just fine by me. But as his arm was around me and we became more then comfortable, I kept wondering what is this?
"Lex, I know this is going to kill the whole relaxation mode vibe but I have to ask where is this, us, going?" Cause I was thinking another half hour of him being so close it was going to the bedroom and I wasn't even sure what direction to go in.
"For the first time in a long time, I'm with a person, that I can relax and watch Indiana Jones with and not worry about the next move."
He sounded so calm like he knew the question was coming before I asked.
"Doesn't Clark watch Indiana Jones with you?"
"Yes, but I can't hold Clark in the crook of my arm and play with his hair."
"Well you could…"
"Dori…"
"Oh come on we both know Clark's hot, and we both know you could have gone that direction, I know for a fact you've done so in the past."
"Since when is Clark hot. And since when could someone make me use words like hot when describing a person?"
"I'm guessing Clark's been hot since puberty and since that wasn't that long ago…"
"And my past?"
"People talk."
"What do they say?"
"You sure you want to hear?"
"Go right ahead."
"Well we hung out at the same clubs in Gotham and I've heard you got around in Metropolis too. I've had friends how spoke very highly of you and friends that called you a sack of shit. Both male and female mind you. I've also heard that there is not a stitch of hair on your body and before I get it in my head to find this out for myself I need to know if I'm just a notch on the bed post which I've been in the past and haven't really liked or if this is some sort of actual relationship, which I'm very unprepared for since the last relationship I was in was with Bobby Michaels when I was 15 and he only fumbled his way across second base. Yes I realize that's a mixed sports metaphor but I'm not very good with games. Any kind of games."
Basically while I'm saying all of this I've somehow managed to position my body so that I'm practically lying on top of him and speaking in a whisper. Maybe I was good at games.
"Well this is all very interesting. However I envy Bobby Michaels, the past is in the past, I'm hoping for more then a notch and as for the hair well you're going to have to find that out for yourself."
This kiss was passion. It was fast and hard and I felt my body pressing his into the couch. I opened my mouth and felt his tongue fight against mine. My hand was inside his shirt feeling his smooth skin and so far no hair. His hand rubbed slowly up and down my neck in a gentle motion that was quite the opposite of the kiss. I moaned a bit in his mouth, which only made him attack more. I suddenly realized he was turning me so that he could be on top and I would have none of that. We fought a bit breaking away from the kiss to struggle with who would dominate who until finally he pinned me down and sucked on my neck which made me all but cry out. I started kissing his ears, which I found out he really liked, and worked my way down his own neck. The credits of the movie played in the background and it's funny how I couldn't remember the ending.
His hands were touching he through my clothes. He pulled my shirt over to kiss my collarbone and touch my skin with his hand. I felt him rub against me, how hard he was for me.
I needed to figure out what to do. But I couldn't think. I kissed his lips again and started to untuck his shirt. His skin was warm, smooth, he had great abs. His hands were touching my stomach caressing my sides. He kissed right above my navel and it just felt, wow.
Then Clark came. Yup. Lex Luthor on top of me with his shirt undone and his hand up my shirt. I guess Marcus let him in. I'm guessing Lex is going to be mad at Marcus.
"Oh sorry God Sorry." Clark stammered making his presence known. If he had stood there quietly I probably wouldn't have noticed. I guess I should have been keeping track of the time. It was 11:40. Wow half hour makeout session with Lex Luther. What would the third date bring? Lex straightened himself out as he stood up and the Gave me a hand up.
"Clark, next time knock OK?" Very composed for someone who just had his tongue in my belly button.
"I'm I'm gonna wait in the car."
"You do that Clark I'll be right out." Hey I sounded pretty calm too.
As soon as Clark left though Lex was kissing me again and I lost all composure.
"I better go, don't wants Clark imagination running away with him."
"True, tomorrow night then?"
"Will you be driving me home?"
"I'll tell Clark not to worry about picking you up."
He walked me out. One last kiss. If nothing else, the kissing was worth it and I let my imagination run away with me.