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.

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The Next Morning

"You two seem to be spending a lot of time together lately," noted Lana as Clark and Lex walked into the Talon for some coffee.

"Good morning to you too Lana," Lex replied with a small grin capturing his lips. "I just bumped into Clark down the street a little way and invited him in for some coffee," Lex easily explained why they were together yet again this morning.

"I wish we had as much luck bumping into him as you do Mr. Luthor." Chloe noted as she and Pete entered the coffee shop just behind the two young men.

Lex winced slightly at being called 'Mr. Luthor'. Do I look like my father? "I'm sorry to have stolen him from the two of you this morning. And Chloe, the name is Lex. I am not my father,"

"You've got that right," chortled Clark. Lex gave him a fast warning glance, too quick for any of the others to notice.  Clark just smiled.

"Well," Lex announced, "I have to get to the plant and get some work done. Clark, are you still delivering this afternoon?"

"Of course," Clark responded, grinning from ear to ear.

"Great, I'll make sure I'm home." Lex called out as he left.

Lana, Pete, Clark, and Chloe left shortly after Lex for school. As they walked down the street Chloe and Clark fell behind the others.

"What's going on with you and Lex, Clark?" Chloe questioned, her reporter instincts awakening for the day.

"What are you talking about Chloe?" Clark nervously replies.

"Oh, come on. Remember Clark, I'm a reporter. You can't hide things from reporters. Why does Lex want to make sure he's home when you make his delivery? Why'd you have that huge goofy grin on your face while you were talking to him? How come outside of school, you haven't been around for the longest time? Pete and I haven't seen you outside of class in months. Lex doesn't seem to have that complaint. I wonder why not? And why'd he lie about meeting you by the Talon? I saw you two drive up together in his Porsche. Are you two planning something?"

Clark's mind fumbled for something coherent to say. Just once he'd like to have Lex's quick tongue, always ready with a response, or a kiss… Clark could handle any evil freaks, but make him think quickly, and he was in trouble.

"Umm…"

"Don't try to think up excuses and lies Clark. I want the truth, and I want it now. You're really starting to make me nervous."

"Ok Chloe. I'll tell you the truth, but you have to promise me that you won't tell a soul. This cannot get out, or else both Lex and I are in a lot of trouble. Do you promise?"

"Of course, but what could be so secret that you don't want to tell even me?" she said with a smug look on her face. "It's not like you're sleeping with him or anything."

When Clark didn't answer she looked over to see him with his head down staring intently at his shoes, a bright shade of crimson staining his neck to his hairline.

"You are?!" she gasped. Her face fell into an expression of shock, disbelief, and Clark thought he saw a little disgust in there too. Luckily she had gotten over her crush on Clark a while ago; otherwise she would have taken the news a lot worse. "When did this all happen? And when did you become gay?"

"Well," he started, unsure if he wanted to explain himself to his friend or not, "five months ago. That's when Lex and I got together. We both admitted, though, that we'd had feelings for each other since the day we met. And technically, neither one of us are gay. We don't like men in general, we only get that feeling with each other."

"Are you guys coming?" called Pete from ahead of the two, cutting their conversation short, much to Clark's relief.

Clark and Chloe, completely unaware that they had stopped dead in their tracks, hurried to catch up to Lana and Pete.

"Don't think this is over Clark. We'll be talking later," the reporter whispered, still looking disbelievingly at Clark.

I knew I wasn't going to be that lucky. I can't believe Chloe's flipping out like this.

Later on Clark found himself, much to his dismay, alone in the Torch office with Chloe.

"So you and Lex are a couple? I still can't believe it. How did this all come about?"

"Well, you can take it all the way back to the first time I met him, when I saved him and pulled him out of the river. When I looked into his eyes to see if he was all right, I saw something there… There was some kind of electric connection between us."

"What you saw was probably untamed evil. Don't you know that Lex is just like his father? He'll do anything, or use anyone, to get what he wants. I'm sure that for some reason or another he's using you too. Clark, I don't want to see you get hurt, but with Lex I'm afraid you will."

As Chloe spoke, Clark got more and more furious. He couldn't remember a time when he was as mad as he was right now, especially not at Chloe. "What do you think gives you the right to say that?" he spit. "Lex is my best friend, and my lover. I know him better than anyone. He's opened his soul to me. He's told me his greatest fears, his deepest secrets, things that he would never dream of telling anyone else. I have trusted him with my own secrets too. Things that I have never even told you or Pete. Secrets that in the wrong hands could literally kill me. He's not evil. Not in the least. He is nothing like his father. Lex is a genuinely good person. Sure, he's made some mistakes in the past, but who hasn't? I'm helping him to realize the potential he has inside, and he's becoming an even better man than he already is." A furious Clark turned an started out of the office, but he realized he had more to say. "You know what Chloe? I think that you're just jealous. I don't think you're over me like you keep trying to convince everyone you are. I think that because you can't have me, you don't want anyone to. Even if it's you, not Lex, in the end that's hurting me." On this last note he turned and stormed out.

Chloe was left in shock. I never knew Clark could be so… angry. I never knew he had it in him. But he was way out of line. Or was I? No… It was him. I was just trying to warn him. And me, jealous? Well, I guess I am. I still love him, but I want him to be happy. Unfortunately, I have this complex that thinks he'd only be happy with me…

God, does she get on my nerves… Clark thought on his way to Lex's. Where does she get off saying something like that? She doesn't even know Lex. She doesn't know what a great person he is. She's just like Dad, can't see past the Luthor name. Why does everyone around here have such a problem with that? We should just go away for a while and get some time to ourselves with no other interruptions.

When he got to Luthor manor he was still arguing with himself about Chloe and their fight this afternoon. His emotions were still playing across his face as he met up with Lex in his study.

"What's up Clark? You look as if you've waged war on yourself."

"I guess I have in a way. I just had a fight with Chloe before I came here. She said some things that were completely out of line."

"What'd she say?"

"It doesn't matter. I need to take care of that soon, before she does something rash. Enough about me. How was your day?"

"Lonely. I missed you," Lex commented, doing his best to make sad, puppy dog eyes.

"You're no good at that," Clark joked. "You're eyes are too small and narrow. They need to be big and round to pull it off. Like this…" Clark gave him his best interpretation.

"That's good. You seem to have had a lot of practice with that."

"Well, when you don't grow up rich, you've got to find something that will help you get your way. Is it working yet?" Clark teased still giving him the look.

"Hmm…" Lex tantalizingly pondered. "What ever could it be that Clark wants? Could it be this?" he gently kissed Clark's neck, just under his right ear.

All Clark could do was moan. That had always been a sweet spot for him.

"Or maybe this is what you want?" Lex continued to the opposite side of his neck and kissed the same spot.

Clark's knees almost gave out as he felt himself relaxing, all of the tension of his and Chloe's fight just drained out of his body. Maybe it isn't so important to take care of that right now… Lex caught him around the waist and pulled him closer. He gently guided Clark over to the chaise where they could lie without fear of collapse.

"Hmm…" mused Lex, "I don't think I have found out what you want yet. You are still fairly coherent, after all. Let's see what we can do about that," he mumbled as he kissed the hollow of Clark's throat, twirling his tongue around on the soft, delicate skin there, tasting the sweet and salty body that was Clark. At the same time he began to unbutton the flannel shirt that covered the farmer's golden skin.

Suddenly Lex found himself under Clark's very muscular body, Clark's mouth covering his own, his tongue seeking out tiny unexplored corners with a vengeance. As Clark straddled his body, Lex slowly and carefully unbuckled Clark's belt, unbuttoned his jeans, and slid them over the teenager's slender hips. Clark, on the other hand, was not that patient. He ripped open Lex's shirt, buttons popping off in every direction, kissing and tasting the soft pale skin revealed from beneath, occasionally stopping to tease a nipple to make Lex squirm. He feathered kisses all across Lex's collarbone, making him moan with pleasure. Next, Clark feverishly undid Lex's belt and pants, and ripped them off to expose all of Lex, in all his glory.

Clark began to stroke the smooth skin on Lex's cock with one hand, and with the other, rubbed the vulnerable skin behind his scrotum. He began swirling his tongue around the head of his lover's cock, eliciting a stream of low, deep-throated groans from the older man. He slowly and decisively pumped his lover's hardened member in and out of his mouth, all the while running his rough tongue along the underside and across the head. Lex couldn't stand this for very long. He thrust himself deeper into Clark's mouth, and soon he came, Clark swallowing every last drop that Lex released.

Lex did the same thing for Clark, only he moved slower, taking his time to make sure that Clark didn't peak until he was about to explode.

When they were through they lay across the chaise formed into one another.

"Lex, I want you to know that you are my life, heart and soul. You will always be first and foremost on my mind, no matter what ways our paths lead through life. I pray that we will stay together for years to come. I love you so much," Clark whispered in to a sleeping Lex's ear, before he himself fell into a quiet, content, and very tranquil slumber…