Title: Trivial 54: Confrontations
Author: Kel
Pairing: Clark/Lex
Rating: PG-13ish
Summary: His first, last and only line of defense...
Archive: Knock yourself out
Notes: Back by popular demand.... Billy Bass! And a belated happy birthday to John Glover, who, like Sean Connery, merely gets better with each passing year.
"I'm going with you, Lex. You're going to need someone to help you run crowd control."
"Clark, my father is merely going to be ugly. My father in the same room with your father is going to be utterly vitrolic."
"Exactly why you need my help."
"No. I have... something else in mind."
*pause and wicked grin* "Lex, you wouldn't."
"Wouldn't I?"
"Can I come along to watch?"
*sigh* "Stay here in bed, Clark. Trust me, I'm going to have a headache when it's all said and done--"
"--and only I can provide the Pavlovian cure?"
"Something like that." *kiss* "Promise, Clark."
*sigh* "I promise, Lex. I'll wait right here for you." *sensual sprawl* "Just like this."
"You're trying to distract me."
"Is it working?" *gentle stroking*
"It would if my father and your father weren't downstairs waiting for me."
"So tell them you've got a naked concubine in bed, eagerly waiting for your return. It's not like it's a lie."
*kiss* "I'm not saying that in front of your father because I don't believe that flaunting the fact that you're in my bed is the way to win his approval."
"So say it in front of *your* father."
"No. I'll be back when it's done."
"If you're gone too long, I'm coming down there."
"No, you're not. Stay. I'll be back."
*walking slowly downstairs*
"Well, it's about damned time you dragged your ass outta bed."
"Good morning to you too, Mr. Kent."
"I trust you slept well last night, son."
"Yes, Dad, I did." *settling in behind desk* "Now... what can I do for you this morning?"
"Don't you even try to play--"
*Take me to the river... down into the water...*
"Lex, I forbid you to--"
*Take me to the river...*
"Thank you. Gentlemen... I assume that we can all be civil adults here?"
"Yeah."
"Of course, son."
"Good. Now. Mr. Kent, what can I do for you this morning?"
"You can leave my son alone."
"I'm sorry, but that's not your decision. It's Clark's choice, and Clark has chosen me, just as I have chosen him."
"He's not old enough to know what a--"
*Take me to the river...*
*snickering from Lionel*
"Dad, you're next."
*silence*
"Thank you. Mr. Kent, Clark *is* old enough to know who he wants in his life, and he wants me. I love your son, whether you believe me or not, and I'd rather hurt anyone else in the world before I hurt Clark."
"Sentimental nonsense. I'm ashame--"
*Take me to the river...*
"Alexander Luthor, I forbid--"
"You forbid? Dad, you haven't been able to forbid me doing anything since I was sixteen and you shipped me off and I went to Hong Kong for the weekend instead. Don't embarass yourself."
"How dare you--"
"In case you haven't noticed, I dare a lot of things. I make it a rule, in fact, to try new things. You should think about it, Dad. You'd find out quite a bit about what I'd dare to do."
"You never used to be this outrightly defiant."
"That was before you sent me to Smallville, Dad. I never had a reason to be before."
*Take me to the river....*
*surprised glares at Jonathan*
"I hate to step in the middle of all this dick-waving you two are doing, but can we get back to my son?"
"Of course, Mr. Kent." *pause to regain composure* "As you just so kindly pointed out, this isn't about me and my father. This is about Clark and I. And I'm going to tell you both that this relationship that he and I share is something very special, and quite probably the best thing that has ever happened to me in my life. I don't intend to squander it." *sipping water* "I intend to make Clark a very important part of my life. And if either of you have a problem with that, then I suggest you take it up with me. Because if I find out you've been threatening Clark, neither of you will like what the consequences of that are."
"You threatening me, Luthor?"
"Not at all, Mr. Kent. Just giving you fair warning. Nothing--not you and certainly not my father--is going to separate me from Clark."
"We'll see about that."
"Yes, sir, we will." *glares* "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have important business waiting."
"Alexander?" *pause for acknowledgement* "A naked boy in your bed is not business."
"Get out of my house, Dad. You've once again worn out your welcome."
"I'll be back, Lex."
"Luthor... you touch my son, and I'll--"
"Do nothing. Mr. Kent... Clark has chosen to be with me. I don't want to make him choose between his parents and his partner. Do you?"
*silence*
"I didn't think so. Enrique will see you out."
"You hurt my boy, Lex... and all your father's money won't be able to protect you."
"Mr. Kent... should that day come... you won't have to hunt me down. I'll be waiting for you."
*shared meaningful glare*
*long silence*
"Lex? Is everyone gone?"
"You know they are, or else you wouldn't have come downstairs. Nice robe, by the way."
"It's yours. Lex...come on. What did they say?"
"A lot of unpleasant things, a few threats... nothing that I didn't expect."
"Hey, Lex?"
"Yes, Clark?"
"You know I love you, right?"
"Yes, I know."
"And you know that nothing anybody says is going to change that, right?"
"Right."
*hugging tightly* "So don't worry. You can beat up my dad, I can beat up your dad, and we'll live happily ever after."
*snorting laughter* "That sounds like a plan, Clark. When do you want to do it?"
"How about in the dark of night tonight?"
"Clark?"
"Yeeees?"
"I have plans for the dark of night tonight."
"Oh?" *meaningful look* "Oh! Well. Yeah. Okay. So, dark of night not a good idea. How about we just wing it?"
"Winging it sounds really good to me."
"Feel better, Lex?"
"Yeah, I do. But I still have this nagging headache..."
"Hey Lex?"
"Yes, Clark?"
"I bet I know how to cure it."
The End
Author: Kel
Pairing: Clark/Lex
Rating: PG-13ish
Summary: His first, last and only line of defense...
Archive: Knock yourself out
Notes: Back by popular demand.... Billy Bass! And a belated happy birthday to John Glover, who, like Sean Connery, merely gets better with each passing year.
"I'm going with you, Lex. You're going to need someone to help you run crowd control."
"Clark, my father is merely going to be ugly. My father in the same room with your father is going to be utterly vitrolic."
"Exactly why you need my help."
"No. I have... something else in mind."
*pause and wicked grin* "Lex, you wouldn't."
"Wouldn't I?"
"Can I come along to watch?"
*sigh* "Stay here in bed, Clark. Trust me, I'm going to have a headache when it's all said and done--"
"--and only I can provide the Pavlovian cure?"
"Something like that." *kiss* "Promise, Clark."
*sigh* "I promise, Lex. I'll wait right here for you." *sensual sprawl* "Just like this."
"You're trying to distract me."
"Is it working?" *gentle stroking*
"It would if my father and your father weren't downstairs waiting for me."
"So tell them you've got a naked concubine in bed, eagerly waiting for your return. It's not like it's a lie."
*kiss* "I'm not saying that in front of your father because I don't believe that flaunting the fact that you're in my bed is the way to win his approval."
"So say it in front of *your* father."
"No. I'll be back when it's done."
"If you're gone too long, I'm coming down there."
"No, you're not. Stay. I'll be back."
*walking slowly downstairs*
"Well, it's about damned time you dragged your ass outta bed."
"Good morning to you too, Mr. Kent."
"I trust you slept well last night, son."
"Yes, Dad, I did." *settling in behind desk* "Now... what can I do for you this morning?"
"Don't you even try to play--"
*Take me to the river... down into the water...*
"Lex, I forbid you to--"
*Take me to the river...*
"Thank you. Gentlemen... I assume that we can all be civil adults here?"
"Yeah."
"Of course, son."
"Good. Now. Mr. Kent, what can I do for you this morning?"
"You can leave my son alone."
"I'm sorry, but that's not your decision. It's Clark's choice, and Clark has chosen me, just as I have chosen him."
"He's not old enough to know what a--"
*Take me to the river...*
*snickering from Lionel*
"Dad, you're next."
*silence*
"Thank you. Mr. Kent, Clark *is* old enough to know who he wants in his life, and he wants me. I love your son, whether you believe me or not, and I'd rather hurt anyone else in the world before I hurt Clark."
"Sentimental nonsense. I'm ashame--"
*Take me to the river...*
"Alexander Luthor, I forbid--"
"You forbid? Dad, you haven't been able to forbid me doing anything since I was sixteen and you shipped me off and I went to Hong Kong for the weekend instead. Don't embarass yourself."
"How dare you--"
"In case you haven't noticed, I dare a lot of things. I make it a rule, in fact, to try new things. You should think about it, Dad. You'd find out quite a bit about what I'd dare to do."
"You never used to be this outrightly defiant."
"That was before you sent me to Smallville, Dad. I never had a reason to be before."
*Take me to the river....*
*surprised glares at Jonathan*
"I hate to step in the middle of all this dick-waving you two are doing, but can we get back to my son?"
"Of course, Mr. Kent." *pause to regain composure* "As you just so kindly pointed out, this isn't about me and my father. This is about Clark and I. And I'm going to tell you both that this relationship that he and I share is something very special, and quite probably the best thing that has ever happened to me in my life. I don't intend to squander it." *sipping water* "I intend to make Clark a very important part of my life. And if either of you have a problem with that, then I suggest you take it up with me. Because if I find out you've been threatening Clark, neither of you will like what the consequences of that are."
"You threatening me, Luthor?"
"Not at all, Mr. Kent. Just giving you fair warning. Nothing--not you and certainly not my father--is going to separate me from Clark."
"We'll see about that."
"Yes, sir, we will." *glares* "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have important business waiting."
"Alexander?" *pause for acknowledgement* "A naked boy in your bed is not business."
"Get out of my house, Dad. You've once again worn out your welcome."
"I'll be back, Lex."
"Luthor... you touch my son, and I'll--"
"Do nothing. Mr. Kent... Clark has chosen to be with me. I don't want to make him choose between his parents and his partner. Do you?"
*silence*
"I didn't think so. Enrique will see you out."
"You hurt my boy, Lex... and all your father's money won't be able to protect you."
"Mr. Kent... should that day come... you won't have to hunt me down. I'll be waiting for you."
*shared meaningful glare*
*long silence*
"Lex? Is everyone gone?"
"You know they are, or else you wouldn't have come downstairs. Nice robe, by the way."
"It's yours. Lex...come on. What did they say?"
"A lot of unpleasant things, a few threats... nothing that I didn't expect."
"Hey, Lex?"
"Yes, Clark?"
"You know I love you, right?"
"Yes, I know."
"And you know that nothing anybody says is going to change that, right?"
"Right."
*hugging tightly* "So don't worry. You can beat up my dad, I can beat up your dad, and we'll live happily ever after."
*snorting laughter* "That sounds like a plan, Clark. When do you want to do it?"
"How about in the dark of night tonight?"
"Clark?"
"Yeeees?"
"I have plans for the dark of night tonight."
"Oh?" *meaningful look* "Oh! Well. Yeah. Okay. So, dark of night not a good idea. How about we just wing it?"
"Winging it sounds really good to me."
"Feel better, Lex?"
"Yeah, I do. But I still have this nagging headache..."
"Hey Lex?"
"Yes, Clark?"
"I bet I know how to cure it."
The End