A/N: The rating gets hitched up a little here to almost R, and its kinda
long so just put up with it please. I know I've kinda gotten away from
where I was headed, but this is more out of my experience than Isabels, so
again, put up with it, and tell me if its crap, but in the nicest possible
way.
A Smallville Christmas
~*~* Chapter Five ~*~*
"Oh my god Lex. We did it. That was amazing!!" Chloe jumped wildly around the room. "That was sooo cool. Thank you so much for helping me out." She gave him a tight hug, crushing herself to his muscled body.
Lex laughed and wrapped his arms gently around the small girl. "It was my pleasure. We still have another one to go though." He said when she pulled away. He looked down at her, remembering the kiss.
Chloe's eyes fluttered closed as Lex's mouth hovered less than an inch above hers, feeling his breath tickle her face and his hands playing with the fur on the hem of her jacket, finger tips skimming playfully over the soft skin of her back. Just as there lips were about to connect, Clark, Lana and Pete burst into the room talking loudly, and the couple sprung apart. Oblivious to what was seconds from happening, Clark walked swiftly up to Chloe and gave her a hug, followed by Pete. "That was great!!" the both told her and went to do the 'man-ly' man-hugs with Lex. Then the ball of energy and sweetness, also called Lana made her tribute to the Luthor- Sullivan show. "That was the best show you've ever done Chlo! You and Lex looked like you were having so much fun!" she cooed while giving Chloe a hug that squeezed the breath out of her.
"You know Lex," Clark said, "If you keep this up, people might actually think you're a nice guy."
"I'm that good an actor?" Lex chuckled.
"You and Chloe make a great team." Lana added.
"She brings out the best in people." Lex smiled at the girl in question.
"She sure does." Pete said putting a protective arm around her as if shielding her from Lex.
"Well this is fun and all, but the show ran over, so we have to work on that, I have to make sure the string section is ready for tomorrows instrumental, and we have to make sure everything is in place for tomorrow. I don't want a repeat of today. And I HAVE to get out of this costume." Chloe said walking into her 'dressing room' to get changed while attempting to tug down her skirt a few more inches.
~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**
At the end of the carolling session, Chloe was officially wiped out. After Lana drove her home, she collapsed on her bed with only a grunt of recognition when her father greeted her.
Overall, the day had been a bigger success than she could ever have hoped it would be. Twice the amount of ticked were sold, 75% of the extra, she was sure were sold because Lex was co-hosting. Kicking off her shoes from her position sprawled on her bed, Chloe wondered if the rumours about him were true. She knew most of them were lies, a true journalist can spot lies a mile away, but the last traces of doubt were removed when she watched him on stage, the way he smiled out on the crowd, the cute jokes he made, and the way he kissed.
Chloe flipped over on her stomach and growled at herself for not responding to the kiss. In reality, it all happened so fast that she didn't have enough time to realise that Lex Luthor's lips were attacking hers, let alone respond. But still, it would have been all the more amazing if she had.
And then the near kiss after the show. a barb of hate surfaced when she thought of the way her friends had waltzed into the room. Why that second? Why couldn't they have stopped for a drink or something? Maybe it was for the best. "Who wants to get involved with Lex Luthor anyway?" she mumbled pulling a pillow under her chin. 'Me.' She responded falling asleep.
~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**
"Oh my god, Lex you will never believe whats happened!!" Chloe said sprinting up to him as he directed workers as they changed the stage.
"Paige and Bethne recovered from their 'illness' and want to take over the show." Lex said smoothly.
"Or you will." Chloe frowned. "How did you know?"
Lex pointed to where Bethne and Paige were standing, glaring at Chloe. "They came in a few minutes before you. I told them we had it covered."
"You want to do it again?" Chloe asked, astonished.
"As you said, the ticket sales have gone through the roof, making even more money for the charity of our choice, all because of the job that we did yesterday. The crowd don't want to see them, they want us. And, I enjoyed myself." Lex told her.
"You did?" now the poor girl was downright confused.
"Chloe, most of my Christmas's were spent either alone, or at one of my fathers boring Christmas / business parties." Lex took her arm gently and guided her away from the glares the two wannabe co-hosts were. "Now I'm spending it with friends, doing the right thing, and feeling like I'm helping people, rather than destroying them. And I wasn't about to hand that over to two people who want to leech off our success."
"You're really into this aren't you?"
"Yes." Lex nodded. "Did you want to back out."
"No. I was just as upset as you. I was just going to give you the option."
"Not for all the money in the world." Lex smirked.
"Lex, you have most of the money in the world!"
"It's a saying Chloe. Now what needs doing?"
~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**
Setting up for the show was a lot less stressful than yesterday, until the accident. Chloe was dressed the same way as yesterday, when a man carrying a bucked of purple paint tripped and dropped it all over her. "OH MY GOD!!!!" Chloe gasped.
Lex had just turned the corner to come check on Chloe when he saw the accident happen. "Chloe!!!"
"Lex, what am I going to do?! I can't go on stage like this!!" she almost screamed.
Lex watched as the man made himself scarce, afraid of Chloe's wrath. "Is there another costume? What about Paige's?"
Chloe grabbed his hand and pulled him into her dressing room to show him the outfit. "Sooooo not an option!!" she said holding up the blue dress.
"Look. You put that on, and I'll go home and grab a blue shirt. We'll make it look intentional." Lex tried not to pay attention to the fact there was a complete lack of dress there. It looked like something you would dress a child's baby in.
"I am not wearing that."
"Chloe you don't have a choice. I'll be back in five minutes." Lex said, leaving no room for argument as he shut the door after himself.
~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**
As Lex returned to outside Chloe's dressing room he knocked on the door, listening to the grumbling on the other side. She was obviously wearing the dress. "Chloe, I'm back. How's the dress."
"I can't do it up!!" Chloe shouted, more out of frustration than the fact Lex was outside the room. "Come in and help me." Lex, having no idea what he was walking in on, shut his eyes and opened the door. After a second he peeped one eye open and saw Chloe fumbling with the straps on her back. The royal blue dress was in the corset fashion, with thick shoulder straps, but almost no skirt. If Chloe thought mid-thigh was short, this was almost non- existent. And Lex wasn't complaining. "I can't do up the back. Do you know how?" Chloe asked, turning to face him. The dress was blunt cut across her chest, showing just the perfect amount of cleavage, in Lex's mind anyway. The only trace of fur on this outfit was around the hem of the skirt, so it didn't block Lex's view of Chloe's. neckline.
Lex walked into the room completely, he shut the door and turned her around. He quickly strapped up the dress making it tight to show off the perfect body Chloe tried to hide by wearing her quirky clothes. "Done."
"It scares me that you know more about dresses than I do." Chloe laughed adjusting the dress so she didn't feel quite so naked.
"If I know do them up, then I know how to undo them." Lex smirked at Chloe's shocked expression. "We have 10 minutes til curtain, are you ready?"
Chloe located the shoes that were to go with the dress. Blue ankle boots. "The one time I wanna wear knee boots to salvage any remaining dignity." she mumbled. Again, Lex wasn't complaining, the boots showed off her great legs. "What are you staring at?" she asked as she pulled up the zips on the side of the shoes and stood beside him.
"You look beautiful." Lex said, putting the blue Santa hat over her gently flipped hair.
"Thank you." Chloe said shyly. She tugged the dress down to cover a little bit more leg, but pulling down the top, showing Lex more than she wanted him to see.
Lex took that opportunity to pull the dress up brushing his fingers over her tender breasts, Chloe shivered with delight, and instinctively leaned into the feeling, her breathing growing more rapid as she felt Lex's hands glide down the dress to rest at her hips, pulling her to him. He kissed her savagely, his lips crushing hers, begging them to open. As she obliged, one of Lex's hands travelled the rest of the way down her skirt and lifted it as he pushed her against the wall, slipping his fingers under her g-string. He knew he was taking this too far, but Chloe was doing nothing to stop him, and everything to keep him going.
As she pressed against his fingers when they rubbed and probed her gently, she moaned and slipped a hand inside Lex's jacket and under his shirt stroking the strong muscles of Lex's stomach and abs. Her brief trips in Metropolis taught her what to do, and how to do it, so she wasn't exactly unpractised and she had wanted him for so long she couldn't stop him. Chloe's moans and whimpers grew more constant and she could feel her orgasm sweeping over her as she tilted her head back and let Lex kiss her jaw line and neck. As she was about to scream in pleasure, Lex clamped his mouth over her own and swallowed the cry as she came.
As Lex withdrew his fingers there was a sharp knock on the door. "Curtain in two. You'd better get out there guys."
Lex kissed her once more before fixing up her skirt and tucking in his shirt, then he pulled her out of the room. Chloe could swear everyone was looking at them as though they knew what they had done in the dressing room. 'Don't be paranoid Chloe, just think about what you're wearing. That's why their looking.' But as she walked out on stage, and the crowd gasped and hooted at her costume, she got the feeling that her family and friends that they knew, or at least suspected, what had happened, even if it was impossible.
A Smallville Christmas
~*~* Chapter Five ~*~*
"Oh my god Lex. We did it. That was amazing!!" Chloe jumped wildly around the room. "That was sooo cool. Thank you so much for helping me out." She gave him a tight hug, crushing herself to his muscled body.
Lex laughed and wrapped his arms gently around the small girl. "It was my pleasure. We still have another one to go though." He said when she pulled away. He looked down at her, remembering the kiss.
Chloe's eyes fluttered closed as Lex's mouth hovered less than an inch above hers, feeling his breath tickle her face and his hands playing with the fur on the hem of her jacket, finger tips skimming playfully over the soft skin of her back. Just as there lips were about to connect, Clark, Lana and Pete burst into the room talking loudly, and the couple sprung apart. Oblivious to what was seconds from happening, Clark walked swiftly up to Chloe and gave her a hug, followed by Pete. "That was great!!" the both told her and went to do the 'man-ly' man-hugs with Lex. Then the ball of energy and sweetness, also called Lana made her tribute to the Luthor- Sullivan show. "That was the best show you've ever done Chlo! You and Lex looked like you were having so much fun!" she cooed while giving Chloe a hug that squeezed the breath out of her.
"You know Lex," Clark said, "If you keep this up, people might actually think you're a nice guy."
"I'm that good an actor?" Lex chuckled.
"You and Chloe make a great team." Lana added.
"She brings out the best in people." Lex smiled at the girl in question.
"She sure does." Pete said putting a protective arm around her as if shielding her from Lex.
"Well this is fun and all, but the show ran over, so we have to work on that, I have to make sure the string section is ready for tomorrows instrumental, and we have to make sure everything is in place for tomorrow. I don't want a repeat of today. And I HAVE to get out of this costume." Chloe said walking into her 'dressing room' to get changed while attempting to tug down her skirt a few more inches.
~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**
At the end of the carolling session, Chloe was officially wiped out. After Lana drove her home, she collapsed on her bed with only a grunt of recognition when her father greeted her.
Overall, the day had been a bigger success than she could ever have hoped it would be. Twice the amount of ticked were sold, 75% of the extra, she was sure were sold because Lex was co-hosting. Kicking off her shoes from her position sprawled on her bed, Chloe wondered if the rumours about him were true. She knew most of them were lies, a true journalist can spot lies a mile away, but the last traces of doubt were removed when she watched him on stage, the way he smiled out on the crowd, the cute jokes he made, and the way he kissed.
Chloe flipped over on her stomach and growled at herself for not responding to the kiss. In reality, it all happened so fast that she didn't have enough time to realise that Lex Luthor's lips were attacking hers, let alone respond. But still, it would have been all the more amazing if she had.
And then the near kiss after the show. a barb of hate surfaced when she thought of the way her friends had waltzed into the room. Why that second? Why couldn't they have stopped for a drink or something? Maybe it was for the best. "Who wants to get involved with Lex Luthor anyway?" she mumbled pulling a pillow under her chin. 'Me.' She responded falling asleep.
~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**
"Oh my god, Lex you will never believe whats happened!!" Chloe said sprinting up to him as he directed workers as they changed the stage.
"Paige and Bethne recovered from their 'illness' and want to take over the show." Lex said smoothly.
"Or you will." Chloe frowned. "How did you know?"
Lex pointed to where Bethne and Paige were standing, glaring at Chloe. "They came in a few minutes before you. I told them we had it covered."
"You want to do it again?" Chloe asked, astonished.
"As you said, the ticket sales have gone through the roof, making even more money for the charity of our choice, all because of the job that we did yesterday. The crowd don't want to see them, they want us. And, I enjoyed myself." Lex told her.
"You did?" now the poor girl was downright confused.
"Chloe, most of my Christmas's were spent either alone, or at one of my fathers boring Christmas / business parties." Lex took her arm gently and guided her away from the glares the two wannabe co-hosts were. "Now I'm spending it with friends, doing the right thing, and feeling like I'm helping people, rather than destroying them. And I wasn't about to hand that over to two people who want to leech off our success."
"You're really into this aren't you?"
"Yes." Lex nodded. "Did you want to back out."
"No. I was just as upset as you. I was just going to give you the option."
"Not for all the money in the world." Lex smirked.
"Lex, you have most of the money in the world!"
"It's a saying Chloe. Now what needs doing?"
~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**
Setting up for the show was a lot less stressful than yesterday, until the accident. Chloe was dressed the same way as yesterday, when a man carrying a bucked of purple paint tripped and dropped it all over her. "OH MY GOD!!!!" Chloe gasped.
Lex had just turned the corner to come check on Chloe when he saw the accident happen. "Chloe!!!"
"Lex, what am I going to do?! I can't go on stage like this!!" she almost screamed.
Lex watched as the man made himself scarce, afraid of Chloe's wrath. "Is there another costume? What about Paige's?"
Chloe grabbed his hand and pulled him into her dressing room to show him the outfit. "Sooooo not an option!!" she said holding up the blue dress.
"Look. You put that on, and I'll go home and grab a blue shirt. We'll make it look intentional." Lex tried not to pay attention to the fact there was a complete lack of dress there. It looked like something you would dress a child's baby in.
"I am not wearing that."
"Chloe you don't have a choice. I'll be back in five minutes." Lex said, leaving no room for argument as he shut the door after himself.
~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**
As Lex returned to outside Chloe's dressing room he knocked on the door, listening to the grumbling on the other side. She was obviously wearing the dress. "Chloe, I'm back. How's the dress."
"I can't do it up!!" Chloe shouted, more out of frustration than the fact Lex was outside the room. "Come in and help me." Lex, having no idea what he was walking in on, shut his eyes and opened the door. After a second he peeped one eye open and saw Chloe fumbling with the straps on her back. The royal blue dress was in the corset fashion, with thick shoulder straps, but almost no skirt. If Chloe thought mid-thigh was short, this was almost non- existent. And Lex wasn't complaining. "I can't do up the back. Do you know how?" Chloe asked, turning to face him. The dress was blunt cut across her chest, showing just the perfect amount of cleavage, in Lex's mind anyway. The only trace of fur on this outfit was around the hem of the skirt, so it didn't block Lex's view of Chloe's. neckline.
Lex walked into the room completely, he shut the door and turned her around. He quickly strapped up the dress making it tight to show off the perfect body Chloe tried to hide by wearing her quirky clothes. "Done."
"It scares me that you know more about dresses than I do." Chloe laughed adjusting the dress so she didn't feel quite so naked.
"If I know do them up, then I know how to undo them." Lex smirked at Chloe's shocked expression. "We have 10 minutes til curtain, are you ready?"
Chloe located the shoes that were to go with the dress. Blue ankle boots. "The one time I wanna wear knee boots to salvage any remaining dignity." she mumbled. Again, Lex wasn't complaining, the boots showed off her great legs. "What are you staring at?" she asked as she pulled up the zips on the side of the shoes and stood beside him.
"You look beautiful." Lex said, putting the blue Santa hat over her gently flipped hair.
"Thank you." Chloe said shyly. She tugged the dress down to cover a little bit more leg, but pulling down the top, showing Lex more than she wanted him to see.
Lex took that opportunity to pull the dress up brushing his fingers over her tender breasts, Chloe shivered with delight, and instinctively leaned into the feeling, her breathing growing more rapid as she felt Lex's hands glide down the dress to rest at her hips, pulling her to him. He kissed her savagely, his lips crushing hers, begging them to open. As she obliged, one of Lex's hands travelled the rest of the way down her skirt and lifted it as he pushed her against the wall, slipping his fingers under her g-string. He knew he was taking this too far, but Chloe was doing nothing to stop him, and everything to keep him going.
As she pressed against his fingers when they rubbed and probed her gently, she moaned and slipped a hand inside Lex's jacket and under his shirt stroking the strong muscles of Lex's stomach and abs. Her brief trips in Metropolis taught her what to do, and how to do it, so she wasn't exactly unpractised and she had wanted him for so long she couldn't stop him. Chloe's moans and whimpers grew more constant and she could feel her orgasm sweeping over her as she tilted her head back and let Lex kiss her jaw line and neck. As she was about to scream in pleasure, Lex clamped his mouth over her own and swallowed the cry as she came.
As Lex withdrew his fingers there was a sharp knock on the door. "Curtain in two. You'd better get out there guys."
Lex kissed her once more before fixing up her skirt and tucking in his shirt, then he pulled her out of the room. Chloe could swear everyone was looking at them as though they knew what they had done in the dressing room. 'Don't be paranoid Chloe, just think about what you're wearing. That's why their looking.' But as she walked out on stage, and the crowd gasped and hooted at her costume, she got the feeling that her family and friends that they knew, or at least suspected, what had happened, even if it was impossible.