A/n: I made this non NC-17 for all those of you who would have liked it
this way. Still some action, but not so much as I would have, though for
all of you who hoped to have it NC-17, I am in the process of writing an
alternate!
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Still not done! So much to tell, so little time!
"Chloe…" Lex stroked the side of her face gently, wanting so much to ravish her with kisses from head to toe. He felt her warmth, she started to blush.
"I, I know, I know. It was probably just some problem associated with the fall, I, I just want you to know, for all that I thought you were, all that I know you are," She paused hiccupping, her eyes overflowing with unshed tears, tears of pain, tears of longing and wishing for it to be true…
Lex tried to shush her, tried to tell her, but she kept on. The girl did not give up, he remembered with a soft smile.
Chloe gasped inaudibly at this sudden gentleness, this openness from him. The only time she'd felt this was in the coma, and she didn't even know if that was real.
"I still love you. I don't know if I'll ever be able to stop," She sobbed. Lex sighed, pulling the small, fragile figure closer to him. She leaned her head against his chest and cried softly. Even this little touch elicited a tiny gasp from him, and made blood flow passionately downwards.
He ran his other hand softly through her hair, all the while caressing her baby-soft cheek. He bent his head and whispered huskily,
"I don't know if I ever want you to," She glanced up, startled, eyes wide as a doe's.
"Lex, you mean…" He pulled her to him with a tenderness even she didn't expect, trailing his hand from the curve of her cheek seductively over her sides, barely a touch, but promising so much more. He wound his hand around her waist, grasping for her tightly. She felt, safe…protected.
He tilted her chin upwards, slowly, almost excruciatingly, lowering his own soft lips to meet hers. She made a soft kitten noises, and it sent waves of awareness through Lex, making him hard.
God he could barely stand it. Her pressing against him, her breasts, kneading his pectorals as he deepened the kiss, exploring the warm, moist cave with his tongue. He massaged her tongue with his, gently caressing. He didn't know how much longer he could be so gentle with her, and she didn't know how much longer she wanted him to be.
She could feel him harden, her thigh pressed up against him, and it only aroused her more. She gave a primordial growl, and pulled him closer; plundering his mouth with her heated ardour, pushing him to go further, go further, and forget about the consequences for once. He'd learned all about that thought, and had started to pull away slowly. He didn't want to, but not thinking had gotten him a sealed file with the Metropolis police, and he couldn't drag Chloe into this if she didn't understand the consequences.
"Lex, why-don't you want this?"
"That's the very reason why I have to stop. Oh Chloe, you don't understand the implications-"He started, turning to face the wall.
Luckily for the both of them Nicole had seen this coming, and had snuck out the other door. They were alone, and Nicole made sure they heard the door slam as she went out. She did it twice.
Lex elicited a small smile. *that girl. She had it all planned out.* he realized.
"Understand the implication? Like hell I don't!" Chloe challenged, taking an imposing step forward. Well, as imposing as her diminutive figure would allow.
"I'm sixteen. Legal. Since September. The only question I need to have answered is do you love me?"
"Yes." He stated breathlessly, inadvertently taking a step closer.
"Tabloid reporters aren't going to be thinking of your cousin's friend now are they? So I don't see the problem. Nicole set this up rather nicely. God I'm dense. She knew it all along." She flashed her thousand watt smile at him, and his resistance melted into a little puddle at his feet.
"Well, when you put it that way…"
He reached for her hand, lacing it around his neck, exploring her hidden curves with his other hand. The old tee was a definite turn on for him, and he groped her sumptuous breasts through the fabric.
His growing manhood had started to show, and was pressing dangerously close to Chloe's bare thigh, sending shivers of pleasure through out her whole body.
His roaming hands grew braver with each kiss, and he began to trace up her abdomen, which shivered at the touch of his warm hand.
She moaned softly, running her hands over his hardened muscles. She set him on fire. He wanted her so bad. She made him want to be a better person, a better person not just for one night, but for a life with her. He wanted to hold her, an cuddle her, laugh with her and press like this against her, but he didn't know if he could do that, taking advantage of her like this. She was his calypso, his Aphrodite, his every waking dream. She was a goddess, and she deserved so much more than a player, so much more than him, and he pulled away.
This time for good.
Tears started to puddle in her eyes. She changed from Chloe Sullivan, the most inhumanly gorgeous woman to face the earth to Chloe Sullivan, cynical and sad. The girl he wanted to hold, to comfort, to love with all the love he possessed, and he had to bite back tears himself. She deserved so much more than one midnight romp, one night's passion in exchange for years full of unfulfilled dreams and wishes, waiting for a love that had dissipated one night, and had never resurfaced again.
It was probably the only thing that Lex was actually afraid of. Not being able to love her more. Not being able to love her like she needed to be.
"I see." She said quietly, just a flicker of self pity and self loathing in her voice. He couldn't let her think that he didn't want her; god knows his erection was proof of that. No he wanted her to know he loved her. Loved her enough to not go so far, to hold back.
"No, Chloe, it's not like that-"
"Then what is it then? I know I'm no Lana or Victoria, but I never thought I was that bad, and everybody knows a player doesn't turn down a girl who's throwing herself at him! Lex, I know that this will never work out. I know that I'll be some one night stand, always wishing for just one more, and that after tonight, you probably won't give a damn about me! So just do me one favour and grant me the fucking truth!"
"I love you, the truth. No hidden meanings no Luthor implications. I told you that-"
"It's what they all say when they want you in their bed!"
"Chloe, Chloe, my love," he wrapped his strong arms around her, holding her as she rocked back and forth slowly, leading her over to the fire place, where they sat down, Chloe nestled hiccupping at his chest.
"I don't know how you could," She stated, "I'm annoying and nosey and cynical as all hell!"
"And I love you for it. You're a strong woman Chloe. For more so than any simpering Lana, and so much more of that beautiful home-grown sweetness and truth than any other woman I've ever known, you hold your head up. Strong, tough, Chloe Sullivan versus the world," He chuckled, kissing her hair softly.
"Funny, I sure as hell don't feel so strong right now." She said with a sarcastic air.
"Neither do I," Lex stated. "You make me feel weak, no, that isn't the right word. You make me feel vulnerable, and flustered, like you can see right into my soul, and I can't do a damn thing to stop it, for all my money and power. You don't make me think of buying expensive cars, you make me think of growing flowers, living in a house with a white picket fence, being a better person than I am. Chloe, I've done things I'm not proud of," He admitted with a shaking breath, as if he was about to let the skeletons of his past roam free with the living, no longer hidden except to him, but to the one woman he had ever loved.
"I know. I know all about club Zero…" She whispered, telling him truthfully. He stared at her in disbelief,
"You know? And you never told? Never wrote about it? Never once mentioned it to anyone, why?"
"I knew it wasn't you. I knew it was the girl you were there with. You would never have pulled the trigger." She stated, like stated a fact.
"How?" He wondered.
"You always think before you act, Lex, every posture could alert the media, and as much of a hell raiser as you are, you wouldn't kill him like that."
"How do you know I didn't? " He asked, his breath catching in his throat.
"You're too careful. Calculated. Girls on the other hand are emotional, and the act on it. Me for instance," She shrugged.
"It's like you see my soul Chloe. You know me, know me more than anyone else, more than I think I'd want you too. I love you with my whole heart and soul, and body and mind. I give myself to you completely. And you still take me with all my sins? All my skeletons?"
"I wouldn't have it any other way,"
*************
Still not done! So much to tell, so little time!
"Chloe…" Lex stroked the side of her face gently, wanting so much to ravish her with kisses from head to toe. He felt her warmth, she started to blush.
"I, I know, I know. It was probably just some problem associated with the fall, I, I just want you to know, for all that I thought you were, all that I know you are," She paused hiccupping, her eyes overflowing with unshed tears, tears of pain, tears of longing and wishing for it to be true…
Lex tried to shush her, tried to tell her, but she kept on. The girl did not give up, he remembered with a soft smile.
Chloe gasped inaudibly at this sudden gentleness, this openness from him. The only time she'd felt this was in the coma, and she didn't even know if that was real.
"I still love you. I don't know if I'll ever be able to stop," She sobbed. Lex sighed, pulling the small, fragile figure closer to him. She leaned her head against his chest and cried softly. Even this little touch elicited a tiny gasp from him, and made blood flow passionately downwards.
He ran his other hand softly through her hair, all the while caressing her baby-soft cheek. He bent his head and whispered huskily,
"I don't know if I ever want you to," She glanced up, startled, eyes wide as a doe's.
"Lex, you mean…" He pulled her to him with a tenderness even she didn't expect, trailing his hand from the curve of her cheek seductively over her sides, barely a touch, but promising so much more. He wound his hand around her waist, grasping for her tightly. She felt, safe…protected.
He tilted her chin upwards, slowly, almost excruciatingly, lowering his own soft lips to meet hers. She made a soft kitten noises, and it sent waves of awareness through Lex, making him hard.
God he could barely stand it. Her pressing against him, her breasts, kneading his pectorals as he deepened the kiss, exploring the warm, moist cave with his tongue. He massaged her tongue with his, gently caressing. He didn't know how much longer he could be so gentle with her, and she didn't know how much longer she wanted him to be.
She could feel him harden, her thigh pressed up against him, and it only aroused her more. She gave a primordial growl, and pulled him closer; plundering his mouth with her heated ardour, pushing him to go further, go further, and forget about the consequences for once. He'd learned all about that thought, and had started to pull away slowly. He didn't want to, but not thinking had gotten him a sealed file with the Metropolis police, and he couldn't drag Chloe into this if she didn't understand the consequences.
"Lex, why-don't you want this?"
"That's the very reason why I have to stop. Oh Chloe, you don't understand the implications-"He started, turning to face the wall.
Luckily for the both of them Nicole had seen this coming, and had snuck out the other door. They were alone, and Nicole made sure they heard the door slam as she went out. She did it twice.
Lex elicited a small smile. *that girl. She had it all planned out.* he realized.
"Understand the implication? Like hell I don't!" Chloe challenged, taking an imposing step forward. Well, as imposing as her diminutive figure would allow.
"I'm sixteen. Legal. Since September. The only question I need to have answered is do you love me?"
"Yes." He stated breathlessly, inadvertently taking a step closer.
"Tabloid reporters aren't going to be thinking of your cousin's friend now are they? So I don't see the problem. Nicole set this up rather nicely. God I'm dense. She knew it all along." She flashed her thousand watt smile at him, and his resistance melted into a little puddle at his feet.
"Well, when you put it that way…"
He reached for her hand, lacing it around his neck, exploring her hidden curves with his other hand. The old tee was a definite turn on for him, and he groped her sumptuous breasts through the fabric.
His growing manhood had started to show, and was pressing dangerously close to Chloe's bare thigh, sending shivers of pleasure through out her whole body.
His roaming hands grew braver with each kiss, and he began to trace up her abdomen, which shivered at the touch of his warm hand.
She moaned softly, running her hands over his hardened muscles. She set him on fire. He wanted her so bad. She made him want to be a better person, a better person not just for one night, but for a life with her. He wanted to hold her, an cuddle her, laugh with her and press like this against her, but he didn't know if he could do that, taking advantage of her like this. She was his calypso, his Aphrodite, his every waking dream. She was a goddess, and she deserved so much more than a player, so much more than him, and he pulled away.
This time for good.
Tears started to puddle in her eyes. She changed from Chloe Sullivan, the most inhumanly gorgeous woman to face the earth to Chloe Sullivan, cynical and sad. The girl he wanted to hold, to comfort, to love with all the love he possessed, and he had to bite back tears himself. She deserved so much more than one midnight romp, one night's passion in exchange for years full of unfulfilled dreams and wishes, waiting for a love that had dissipated one night, and had never resurfaced again.
It was probably the only thing that Lex was actually afraid of. Not being able to love her more. Not being able to love her like she needed to be.
"I see." She said quietly, just a flicker of self pity and self loathing in her voice. He couldn't let her think that he didn't want her; god knows his erection was proof of that. No he wanted her to know he loved her. Loved her enough to not go so far, to hold back.
"No, Chloe, it's not like that-"
"Then what is it then? I know I'm no Lana or Victoria, but I never thought I was that bad, and everybody knows a player doesn't turn down a girl who's throwing herself at him! Lex, I know that this will never work out. I know that I'll be some one night stand, always wishing for just one more, and that after tonight, you probably won't give a damn about me! So just do me one favour and grant me the fucking truth!"
"I love you, the truth. No hidden meanings no Luthor implications. I told you that-"
"It's what they all say when they want you in their bed!"
"Chloe, Chloe, my love," he wrapped his strong arms around her, holding her as she rocked back and forth slowly, leading her over to the fire place, where they sat down, Chloe nestled hiccupping at his chest.
"I don't know how you could," She stated, "I'm annoying and nosey and cynical as all hell!"
"And I love you for it. You're a strong woman Chloe. For more so than any simpering Lana, and so much more of that beautiful home-grown sweetness and truth than any other woman I've ever known, you hold your head up. Strong, tough, Chloe Sullivan versus the world," He chuckled, kissing her hair softly.
"Funny, I sure as hell don't feel so strong right now." She said with a sarcastic air.
"Neither do I," Lex stated. "You make me feel weak, no, that isn't the right word. You make me feel vulnerable, and flustered, like you can see right into my soul, and I can't do a damn thing to stop it, for all my money and power. You don't make me think of buying expensive cars, you make me think of growing flowers, living in a house with a white picket fence, being a better person than I am. Chloe, I've done things I'm not proud of," He admitted with a shaking breath, as if he was about to let the skeletons of his past roam free with the living, no longer hidden except to him, but to the one woman he had ever loved.
"I know. I know all about club Zero…" She whispered, telling him truthfully. He stared at her in disbelief,
"You know? And you never told? Never wrote about it? Never once mentioned it to anyone, why?"
"I knew it wasn't you. I knew it was the girl you were there with. You would never have pulled the trigger." She stated, like stated a fact.
"How?" He wondered.
"You always think before you act, Lex, every posture could alert the media, and as much of a hell raiser as you are, you wouldn't kill him like that."
"How do you know I didn't? " He asked, his breath catching in his throat.
"You're too careful. Calculated. Girls on the other hand are emotional, and the act on it. Me for instance," She shrugged.
"It's like you see my soul Chloe. You know me, know me more than anyone else, more than I think I'd want you too. I love you with my whole heart and soul, and body and mind. I give myself to you completely. And you still take me with all my sins? All my skeletons?"
"I wouldn't have it any other way,"