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.

Pillow Talk:

Five Months Later

"I must be a great teacher," mused Lex, as he lay warm and secure in Clark's arms.

"Why do you say that?" asked Clark, resting his head on the older man's shoulder, a hint of bewilderment creeping into his voice. Then with a devilish smile added, "I never saw you as a teacher. You'd scare all the kids with your freakish, but gorgeous look."

"Oh, so this is the thanks I get?" Lex started in with mock anger. "I screw you for five months teach you the finest moves in the art of making love, giving you the experience you'll need when you get out into the real world. And now the truth comes out. You think I look like a freak. You just remember two things farm boy. Remember whose fault it is I look like this, and also remember that you're the one who came onto me first."

"Now that's not fair. I had no control over my coming here. You know that. And you know that I feel responsible for everything that happened here twelve years ago; your hair, Lana's parents, all the freaks that now reside in our lovely Smallville… And as for that second part, I would have never made a move on you if I hadn't known you wanted it." Clark replied as he reached around and began to tickle Lex's ribs. Of all people, aside from himself anyway, he figured that Lex would be the least ticklish, but that first night they were together he had been pleasantly surprised. As the months progressed he learned all the areas on the older man's that made him writhe in disturbingly comfortable discomfort. Clark's actions initiated a long round of a rather one-sided tickle war that lasted until Lex couldn't move, let alone breathe anymore.

At this point in their relationship, Clark had already told Lex all of his secrets. Lex had been extremely freaked out at first, but can you blame him? How would you feel if you found out that your best friend and lover was an alien? He was happy that he finally had an explanation as to what happened at the river that afternoon. That day seemed so long ago for each of the young men. Lex's love and devotion towards Clark had helped him quickly, albeit tentatively, come to terms with Clark, his origins, and the superpowers. Hell, they made the sex a bit more interesting. Lex was back to being so comfortable with Clark that he often forgot that he was extraterrestrial.

"I know that our bed is no place to bring parents, but just out of curiosity, where do yours think you are every night when you're sleeping over here?"

"They know I'm here." Lex whipped his head around so fast to face Clark that he almost gave himself whiplash. He had forgotten that they had been lying so close together and was surprised at how close their faces ended up. A mixed look of surprise and mild terror was plastered to his face, just begging Clark for an explanation. "Look Lex, I know that we agreed to keep our relationship quiet, what with your reputation to uphold, and even if I were eighteen, what we're doing is still completely illegal… But trust me, my parents are really good at keeping secrets. You should know that by now."

Lex had to chuckle. Yeah, I know all right. They are the ones who have kept Clark's amazing powers inside the family for so long now. And they were the ones who tried to keep is precious Clark away from him. Jonathon had been instrumental in that. He was afraid that I would corrupt Clark. He thought that if I ever found out about his powers that I would try to exploit him and make a profit off of the one person that's ever loved him. Boy were they wrong. "But why did you tell them about us?"

"Well, there were some circumstances that I had to try to explain. You know I've never been good at thinking on my feet. They were wondering why I was here every night, usually not getting home until sunrise. Then there were some times when I actually made it home at a fairly decent hour, but I was wearing some of your clothes, some of mine, and I looked like I'd just been attacked. Those couple times planted a seed in the minds of both my parents, but they never really said anything about it to me. The real kicker happened a few weeks ago. My dad came up to the loft unannounced, and happened upon me at one of the most inopportune times." Lex cast a puzzled look his way. "Let's just say that he caught me in a very embarrassing position with none other's but your name echoing through the barn."

"Wow," Lex laughed, "are we going to have to schedule in some more time for sex? Am I not giving you enough while you're here? Is that why you have to go home and do it yourself? But seriously, your parents still let you come over here? I would have figured that they, especially your dad, would hate me even more and never let you see me again."

"Hey, if you're up for more sex, I'm all for it. I can take whatever you can dish out. It's just that I'm still fifteen. My hormones are going crazy, and I think that wherever I come from, the people there must have a really high libido. I know I do. My parents know that they can't hold onto me forever. This seems to be a big step towards letting me go. I'm really surprised that my dad didn't go all psycho on me. I think he was in a state of utter shock. Mom understood more. She's more open-minded than Dad is. She knows that I have every right to be my own person with my own preferences. She got over the initial shock real fast. She'll help Dad do the same."

They lay in silence for a while enjoying the warmth and emotion flowing between their naked bodies.

Clark was the first to break the silence, "Hey Lex?"

"Hmm…?" Lex replied rolling over to face Clark head-on.

"I love you."

"I love you too, even if you are an alien farm boy," Lex chuckled as he kissed Clark slowly and passionately.

"Now how about we clear the parents out of the bed and get on with taking care of my overactive libido."

"Can do."

They enjoyed hours of passion, ended only by sheer exhaustion. Out of the entire larger than king-sized bed, their cuddled form only took a small portion as each sought comfort and solace in each other's arms.