Title: Beginning to End

Author: Erica

Rating: R

Disclaimer: ::sob:: They're not mine… oh, how I wish they were…

Summary: Relationships begin, friendships end.

A/N: This is my very first fanfic. I hope you all enjoy it. Please review. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. Sorry in advance to any Chloe fans out there. I know I make her into a jerk in this story, but to be honest, I really don't like her much.

Beginnings:

I can't do this he thought as he found himself staring into the fifteen-year-old's deep emerald green eyes. He's fifteen… jailbait. Twenty-one year-olds aren't supposed to be getting involved with teenagers. Besides, he's my best friend, my only friend, really. The only one in Smallville to look past my Luthor background and look deeper than a name carries. And Clark is a sheltered farm boy. I'm sure he wouldn't go for anything "funny" with me.

"Lex?"

"Wha-? Oh, uh, yeah Clark?" Lex snapped back to reality with a sudden jolt. They were in Lex's office, Lex behind his desk, and Clark randomly changing seats, as if out of nervousness.

"I was wondering what you were reading to give you the range of emotions I just saw run across your face."

"Reading? Umm… nothing," he replied closing the laptop in front of him. Good thing for that laptop. Clark, in all his innocence, had thought he had been reading something on the computer while actually he was gazing into his friend's deep, mysterious eyes. What secrets are being kept back there? Lex wondered.

It was now that Lex noticed Clark's nervous movements.

"Clark?"

"Yeah?"

"What's with the constant motion? I know about inertia and all, a body in motion stays in motion, but you've taken that to a whole new level here. What's going on?"

"Uh… well…" Clark tried getting his thoughts in order. Today's the day. Today I'm going to tell him everything. Clark thought to himself. It was easy enough to think of what to say, but getting the words from his brain to his mouth was a completely different story. He suddenly became a lot more nervous than he had started out. Finding an intriguing spot on the floor Clark was able to focus on his speaking a little more. He couldn't look into Lex's icy blue eyes. "Well, see… the thing is…"

"Come on Clark, out with it already" Lex teased playfully.

"Ok." Clark inhaled deeply trying to re-gather his thoughts and confidence. "I have something to tell you Lex. Two things actually."

"Shoot."

"Well, the first thing," started Clark still focused on the floor…

"Clark," Lex interrupted momentarily, "I'm going to give you a quick lesson in public, or in this case, private speaking. First, don't mumble into the floor. Have some confidence. If you have something to say then out with it. Second, always look at the person you're talking to. Eye contact is an essential when you want someone to pay attention to you. Continue…"

Clark slowly and sheepishly looked up to see a content and even smiling Lex gazing up at him. What's going on? Lex never smiles. Wait… he only smiles when we're alone. Hmm…Looking at him really doesn't help the nerves. That's a really nice picture behind him. Think he'll notice if I look at that instead? I hope not.

"The first thing I have to tell you is that I'm not from around here. I know you've noticed that I'm a bit different than everyone else. That I seem to show up at disasters at the perfect second to save my friend's lives. That I seem to survive things that would kill even the strongest man. That I can do… things. Special things. Things that no one else on Earth can do." Lex tried to interrupt again but Clark stopped him. "Just let me finish. This is hard enough without you asking questions. Trust me. All your questions will be answered in due time. But not tonight. For tonight just accept that I am different and special."

"Clark, I always knew you were special; ever since you pulled me out of the river and saved my life. The first time I looked into your eyes I knew there was more to you than what you showed on the surface" Lex replied in a voice too low and husky for even him to recognize. Shit! I hope he didn't notice the change in my voice. That would not be good.

Clark gave him a curious look for a minute before continuing on, much to Lex's relief. "I'm glad to hear that. It will make you understand a whole lot faster once you know the whole truth." Lex suddenly noticed a strange new twinkle enter Clark's eyes.

I know that look… Where have I seen it before? Wait… Could it be what I think?

"The second thing is that I…" Clark continued unaware of Lex studying his face thoroughly, trying to figure out what he saw.

"Yes…" the older man encouraged. The nervousness, that look… I've seen it before. In Victoria's eyes? Whoa…

"Lex, I… I love you."

It was… The look of pure love. He had seen it in Victoria's eyes, but not as blazingly strong as in Clark's. "You what?!" Lex could feel a distinctive tightening in the crotch of his pants as he thought of all the things he could do with Clark… Wait!! What the hell am I thinking? Didn't I just go over this five minutes ago? He's too young. Maybe he is like me, but he's underage. I can't do it. There is a little law about the age of consent. Clark doesn't hit that for another three years. And then it still won't be legal for them to be together. Damn Kansas, freaking homophobes… "Clark, do you know what you just said?"

"Yeah, Lex. I do. And I mean it. I love you."

What did I ever do to deserve this torture? How can I say no to those sad eyes, when I want him so much… "Clark, you're fifteen. You don't even know what love is. And what ever happened to Lana?"

"I never said that I was in love with Lana. She just conveniently has the same initials as one Lex Luthor. And I may only be fifteen, but look at me Lex!"

"I am looking at you Clark." And liking what I see. Stop it! I can't have him. Even if he does want me.

"Do I look fifteen to you?"

"No, you certainly don't." Lex replied as his pants continued to grow tighter against his growing arousal. For some reason when Clark was around he got the most incredible hard-ons. He didn't know what it was about the teenage farm boy, but as he himself had said earlier, he's different, and in every way. He had to shift his position to ease the pressure a little. God do I hope Clark didn't just notice that. But he did.

Clark sauntered over towards Lex until he was just in front of the desk. Thank God for this desk thought Lex. What would he say if he saw me like this? Clark put both hands on the top of the desk and leaned down until he was inches away from Lex's face. Clark's voice grew deeper and rougher as his apprehension began to turn to arousal. "I know you want me Lex. You can't hide it from me. If I want to, I can notice even the smallest things. And might I add there's nothing small about you. The only thing I don't know is if you love me too." Clark looked at Lex almost pleadingly, begging for an answer.

Not those eyes… Please… I can't resist those eyes… "I'm not going to lie to you Clark. I think you deserve better than that. I do love you, and frankly I'm flattered that you feel the same, but--"

Clark stopped him right there. "Don't pull the age of consent law with me. Or any other law for that matter. Since when have manmade laws meant anything to you? Go with the laws of nature. Go with what you're feeling."

"Clark, I have grown up a lot since my teenage years. That's the problem. My teenage years are behind me now. You're right in the middle of yours. But if all you wanted was an answer, the answer is yes. I do love you. And at the risk of sounding cliché, I have loved you since that first day when you saved my life."

"Well," Clark started around the back of the desk coming to a stop behind Lex's chair. He put his hands tentatively on Lex's shoulders, and when all he got for a response was a slight nod of Lex's head and a sharp intake of breath, Clark slowly ran his hands down Lex's chest to his stomach, resting his head on the older man's shoulder loosing a groan Lex had been trying to keep deep in his throat. "You love me, and I love you." Clark continued on, "Why should we let some silly law stop us from what we both know we want?"

"Well, one good reason is that when your parents find out, they'll end up suing the parts of me that your father leaves."

"Nah… they won't ever know. No one will. We can keep this just between us."

With Clark whispering soft and low into his ear like that, Lex could hardly restrain himself. If he thought his limbs, other than the one that was getting the most attention from his nervous system, could support him, he would have been out of that chair a long time ago.

"I can see that little Lex is happy. Now what are we going to do about him? We can't just let him stand there all alone."

You know what? Screw the age of consent law… They can arrest me if they want. As long as I get at least one good night out of it first… Lex thought, turning hit head to cover the farm boy's mouth with his own.

"Now that's more like it. I have been waiting for that for so long," sighed Clark as the kiss faded.

"Mmm… You're telling me," Lex replied, for once almost speechless. "Let's do that again." As their mouths came together once again Lex licked the softer, younger, more innocent lips that met his own. Clark's lips parted all on their own allowing the experienced tongue of his friend, and now lover, into his inexperienced mouth for the first of many lessons to come.