Angels or Devils

Chapter 4

A cold night breeze swayed the sheer curtains hanging from the balcony door windows. They were left open, a passerby would think by accident since no one stood in the balcony, nor did a light stream from inside. Little did the voyeurs of Metropolis know, that inside the extravagant hotel, within those clear doors, two shadows made the icy night air seem like a warm, humid breeze. It was heat emitting throughout the hotel room as soon as they had arrived.

After Lex's confession, Lana had brought John Donne's words to reality and "ravished" the handsome suitor in front of the beatnik crowd. Immediately thereafter, they exited the café and sped through the streets of the city with a desperate rush. They arrived at the hotel, walked hastily to the elevator where Lex had grabbed the operator by the collar and pushed him outside, his last words lingered as the doors to elevator closed, "We can push the button on our own, thank you." The wide-eyed hotel employee was speechless, but who was he to argue with Lex Luthor anyway?

The ride up to Lana's floor was slow, but didn't seem so to the couple inside who desperately clutched to each other, kissing with unadulterated passion. Finally, all the inner sexual tension was being released without much inhibition either. They both breathed heavily as Lex brushed his lips against hers, moving to her neck with kisses laid upon her soft, heated skin. Lana had heaved her head back, allowing Lex's mouth to sensually trail her chest. Their lips soon met again, their tongues ravenously wrestling each other. They were in their own world until the elevator's bell rang, indicating their stop. With Lana still clinging to him, relishing his mouth, Lex managed to lead them out of the elevator and into her room.

And those were the two shadows who hadn't even thought about turning on the lights. As soon as Lex had closed the door behind him, he had lifted Lana up against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist. Their swollen lips locking together, the raven-haired seductress ran her fingers against the nape of his neck and pulled him towards her with added intensity. She began unbuttoning his shirt, digging her hands inside to feel the sturdiness of his chest muscles that tightened at her mere touch.

"Lana...," he moaned. "Lana... we have... we have to... stop." He managed to say between their kisses.

"Why," she whispered as she brushed her lips against his neck and up to his cheek.

"If we don't now... it'll lead to something... we're not ready for." Even though the words were said, Lex found it difficult to stop kissing her, touching her skin, reveling in the closeness of their bodies.

Lana abruptly pulled away from Lex's lips, her eyes darkened with desire, "I'm ready, Lex."


Stirring out of the heated moment, Lex gazed seriously at the beauty who had tightened her legs around him, "Are you sure?"

She stared back with a hint of assertiveness in her eyes, and dove into his lips, urging him to allow her entry as her tongue slid against his slightly parted mouth. Providing him with the answer, he carried her off into the bedroom.

Lex laid on her the silk sheets that covered the king-sized bed. As he hovered on top of her, Lana finally undid all the buttons of his shirt, taking it off along with his coat. She brought him closer to her as he kissed her soft lips gently, trying to slow the pace of their desire. He caressed the side of her neck, trailing his fingers down to her shoulders and helping her out of her dress. She slivered out the black dress, allowing Lex's hand to roam freely around her stomach, down to side of her thigh, closing the small distance between them. Lana shivered with want at his touch, his lips that trailed kisses throughout her body.

"Lex," she sighed with desire as she unbuckled his pants. The calling of his name deepened his passion for her. Finally, without the layers that kept their bodies apart, they took the next step, reaching a new peak of love.

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Lex, having neglected all his business duties, had spent the whole week with Lana. It had gone by so quickly that they almost didn't realize they had one more day before they had to return to Smallville. As much as they had rather spend more days and nights together wherever Metropolis happened to take them, they knew they had to go back, especially since the media were following them everywhere throughout the city. All the newspapers had their names headlining the front page. Both, Lex and Lana's cellphone were going off. If it wasn't Lionel mouthing off, it was Nell nosing into Lana's daily activities. So, in honor of their last day in Metropolis, they turned off their phones and decided to make the day very special.

Lex had plans for them and made sure they would follow through meticulously. He had his apartment decorated with candles and most of the furniture was cleared from the living room, making extra space. He wanted to make sure their last night would be perfect.

So as the day began, they first spent the morning hours in bed, having breakfast in no ordinary manner. They had called for room service and ordered an entre of delicacies that suited their sensual mood. Once the afternoon came along, Lex took Lana to the art gallery and later, as a surprise, he took her to one of the priciest clothing stores the city had to offer.

"What are we doing here," Lana asked curiously as her glazed eyes marveled at the beautiful lights that spotlighted the elegant dresses.

"I have something special planned this evening, which requires a special attire. And contrary to popular belief, I am no expert in the faculties of fashion... unlike you, that is," he smiled with a hint of mystery. "That's why we're here, so you can pick out any dress you please, since I could not do so for you. I had rather refrained from choosing a dress you might've of cringed upon, especially now that you're in the designing business."

"Lex," she sighed, happily. "Thank you."

"Just one condition, though," he said quickly before she could venture off. "You have half an hour."

"What," she frowned in astonishment. "Why?!"

"We don't want to be late, do we," he inquired, laughing at her exasperation.

Lana arched her eyebrow and smirked, then turned around and began scanning throughout all the dresses. Meanwhile, Lex scampered off to make sure everything was going according to plan. He returned exactly thirty minutes later to an seemingly-empty store.

"Lana," he called for her as he stood in the middle of the hallway, dividing the evening wear and lingerie. "Lana! It's time to go... the limo is waiting."

"Close your eyes," her voice rung from out of nowhere. Lex looked around, trying to figure out where she was. "I said, close your eyes!"

He finally did as he was told, reluctantly waiting for her. As he stood slightly irritated, Lana appeared at the other end of hallway. "Open your eyes," she said.

Lex opened his eyes, and was in awe when he saw what stood in front of him. The woman, who he was obviously falling hopelessly in love with, looked like young queen in the lavender, shining gown. The spaghetti strapped dress hung nicely on her body, accentuating the right parts.

"You look... absolutely beautiful," he complimented as he met her halfway. He gently grabbed her hand, kissing it lightly. Lex led her out of the store and opened the door to the limo. They got in, silently gazing at each other until they arrived at Lex's requested destination.

"Sir, we're here," the limo driver interrupted as he went around to open the door for them.

Lex got out first, holding out his hand for Lana. Once she slipped out of the limo, she noticed the grand, castle-like building in front. "Where are we," she asked.

"My apartment is up there," he indicated to the top large windows of the building. "C'mon, that's where we're going."

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His apartment was in the last room, giving them plenty opportunity to enjoy a long make-out session. When they finally arrived at his floor, the elevator doors opened to his private get-away place. He never liked to invite anyone up there, but, of course, Lana was an exception. "I hope you like the new decorations," he said as she gazed around with wonder, admiring the candles that dimly lit the room.

"It's... it's just right," she whispered.

"Good," he grinned as he took her hand and led her to the table set up for dinner. They sat down and began dining and engaging in small talk. When they finished, Lex excused himself, asking her to wait in the living room for him. Lana agreed to do so, standing nervously in the middle of the furniture-less living room. She wondered why he had none, with so much money how couldn't he afford any. Soon enough, though, she dismissed the thought once she heard music crescendoing audibly.

Lex appeared and walked towards her, grabbing both her hands and leading her to dance as one of old jazz's queens, Etta James' voice elegantly surrounded them.

At last
my love has come along
my lonely days over
and life is like a song

Ooh At last
the skies above are blue
well my heart was wrapped up in clover...
the night I looked at you

The romantic melody held them very close, each reveling in the words and each other's eyes. Time had stood still as they swayed along the rhythmic notes, inching their lips closer and finally, gently pressing them together.

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It was midnight and Lex had flown them to a private location where the ocean stood nearby. With their shoes off, they had walked near the shoreline and then decided to lay on the sand to marvel at the cloudless night sky.

Lana gazed at the stars, wondering about how Smallville would welcome them back. She was beginning to grow worry about the people's reactions to their new couple-hood status. "Lex, how do you feel about going back to Smallville," she asked timidly.

Still looking at the sky, Lex answered, "I don't know... Honestly, there's a lot things I'm not too sure about right now. But, I do know that I don't care what people say... I only care for you."

Lana smiled faintly. "I'm glad," she paused, swallowing nervously. "To tell you the truth, I had some fears this was only a fling... that you were just indulging an eighteen year old girl from a small town."

Lex quickly shifted his body towards her, facing her with solemn eyes. "Lana, I know that I've never had the reputation of a gentleman, nor could I be confused with Clark's humble approach to life," he divulged truthfully. "But, everything I've done for you, every word that has slipped my lips, every time I've made love to you... has been said and done because I... I... I'm in love with you. I thought that was already made clear, especially with the unusual manner I've been acting... I don't usually dismiss business for-"

Lana suddenly interrupted him, devouring his lips with a thrust of passion. She moved him closer to him, gently hanging onto his smooth neck.

"Pleasure," he finished as he initiated yet another kiss. They gradually got carried away, indulging in the peaceful sounds of crashing waves.

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Back in Smallville...

C.Z. sat alone on her plush couch, staring idlessly into the fireplace. Her daze was suddenly interrupted by the phone ringing. "Hello," she answered.

"C.Z., it's Lionel Luthor... you called earlier," his smug voice announced at the other end.

"Yes, about six hours ago," she said, irritated.

"What do want, C.Z.? You're lucky I'm even calling, so why don't you just talk," he demanded.

"I don't want anything, really... just to propose something," she replied as she lit a cigarette.

"What is it," he inquired.

"As you know, your son and Lana Lang have been seen romantically involved with one another. I think it's safe to say they're relationship has reached new level of intimacy," she began.

"Yes," he started growing impatient.

"Well, you see, Miss Lang has proven to be quiet the fashion genius, which is why she will be a very important asset to my company. But, I am afraid that your son will be a distraction, and I cannot have that, nor allow it," C.Z. asserted. "As well, I am pretty certain that she already is a distraction to Lex... and that, I know, does not sit well for the plans you have set for him already."

"Go on," he said, his intrigue struck finally.

"I have always desired for a new company headquarters and expansion in Paris. However, your son has continuously denied me the pleasure. So, I propose that you consent to it, and I, in return, take Miss Lang with me. Trust me, Mr. Luthor, when I say that distance is the end of all relationships."

"And what if your proposal fails, Ms. Morgan," he questioned her.

"A small chat with Lex, insisting that Lana is better off taking advantage of Paris without him, will ensure success," she assured him. "As you know, Mr. Luthor, your son has a weakness for small-town people with big dreams."

"Very well, Ms. Morgan," Lionel's voice reveled in arrogance and future contentment. "You'll be hearing from my associates in a couple of days to finalize the plan."

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(Song by Etta James, called At Last.... a real classic;) )