Title: Age. Quote series.
Author: Nafanya
Rated: PG-13, for homosexual content.
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I wouldn't be sharing them. But as they are not...
Author's Notes: I took the quote and spun the story from there. Review, please :)
Forever
"Grow old with me! The best is yet to be."
- Robert Browning
The work was something Lex took for granted. Something that had to be done and Lex learned to like it and enjoy it. He knew that eventually work will become one and only thing in his life that he will think of because otherwise he won't survive in the world that his dad build for him to inherit.
And then there were days and times when he thought a little work free time wouldn't hurt much. During those times he preferred to think of anything else but work. At those moments he couldn't think of anything worse then numbers and charts and faxes and reviews.
Right now just happened to be one of those times when he hated his office and his responsibilities. He guessed it was just his luck when he suddenly heard his secretary's voice on the intercom.
"Mr. Luthor. Mr. Kent is here to see you."
Lex was above crying out "Yes!" At that moment, but he felt like he was close just right then. His friend seemed to have the best timing. He couldn't think of anything better to do then hand out with Clark while taking a break from his work.
"Please, show his in, Grace."
Seconds later Clark's tall and somewhat awkward body entered his office.
"Hey, Clark, what brings you around here?"
"Oh, the school got closed and I thought I'd stop by and ... yeah," finished lamely Clark. "Do you mind?"
"No, not at all. In fact, you couldn't have come at a better time. I think the work is over rated."
Clark dropped his jaw and faked an expression of shock on his face.
"I can't believe I just heard that from you."
"Clark, even businessmen understand the difference between working and overworking. You're laughing at me!" accused him Lex, seeing the sparkles of laugh in Clark's eyes.
"Yeah, sorry. It's just, you're always about work, and business deals and even when you go to Talon, it's either to check on business or to work on some papers you always bring in with you. And you don't do anything outside of business, kind of making it the only thing you do, and hearing you saying something like that is like badmouthing you whole life..."
Clark stopped when he saw expression on Lex's face. It was shock, pure disbelief of what he was hearing.
"What?"
"Are you saying that I don't have a life outside the business?"
"Ah, yes, I mean, no. No, no! It's just that business means so much to you."
"I have you know that there are some things that I care for much more then business."
"Lex, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to imply anything."
"But you did, and there's only one way to change your mind. Allow me to demonstrate."
For a regular Earth guy Lex moved way to fast, thought Clark, when Lex was suddenly in front of him and not leaning on his desk. But even faster then that little trick before, Lex's lips were on his own.
Soft was the only word that was in Clark's mind at the moment. Soft skin, soft pressure. And the smell. A light fragrance that Clark couldn't name but in his mind gave it a name after his friend. A Lex smell. Clark was so entranced into classifying the smell, he almost tuned out of the kiss. A sharp bite to his lip brought his attention around.
"Pay attention," ordered Lex, before returning back to the kiss.
Somehow this whole situation wasn't embarrassing like Clark thought it would be. No feelings of guild came from either of participating sides. Both of them took that as given, as something that was discussed before hand and agreed upon. It felt so natural for Lex to reprimand him for not paying attention to their kiss that Clark wanted to laugh at the absurdity of all that was happening. Or may be it was just joy.
Which he couldn't do, because his friend's tongue was currently in his mouth and it felt too good to stop for some insanity laughter.
So instead of concentrating on the thoughts that were slowly and surely driving him mad, he concentrated on the feelings. On the touch of Lex's hands on his neck, and the taste of his mouth on his lips. Persistent and sensuous movements of tongue against tongue, and that alone was blowing his head away. Though, he had to give himself a credit, this kiss was his first of a kind. Nothing compared to Tina's or Chloe's or even Lana's, though she came as close as anyone who's not Lex would come.
Because if he was completely honest with himself, it was Lex he wanted. Not just to get laid for the sake of getting laid, his parents raised him better then that, but Lex and all that he signified. Because Lana was pretty in an every day common way, and Lex, oh, Lex was as mystic and as exotic as they come. He loved Lex because he would always be a challenge. Always something new to discover.
And Clark wanted to discover all of Lex.
The tongue that was doing such fascinating and mind blowing things in his mouth suddenly left and soon Clark could feel wet heat moving down his jaw to his neck. Hot kisses almost burned his skin, not in a scalding way, but in a can't-wait-much-longer,-I'm-so-hot-and-hard kind of way.
His skin welcomed every touch and demanded more. Clark's hands were working on removing Lex's clothes, which was really hard because as soon as he came into contact with first patches of skin he completely forgot what he was supposed to be doing. Soft, silk-like skin, so pale in contrast to his own tan hands felt like water and fire at the same time. It was addictive like the worst drugs and Clark wanted that addiction.
His fingers ran up Lex's shoulders and neck and finally touch the bold scalp, the object of his fascination for many, many month. Even in his wildest dreams Clark couldn't imagine that it would feel that good to finally do it. Not only because the texture felt good and he liked caressing Lex, but because he was allowed, and Clark hd a hunch that not many were. The permission to do so was almost as big as Lex asking Clark to go steady. Clark wasn't sure whether he would actually hear such words from Lex and even if it was possible, so he resorted to caressing and massaging Lex's head.
Which was steadily moving down his body. In a series of kisses and licks, Lex treated every inch of his skin to an abundant attention, igniting more and more passion and want in him. His right nipple was suddenly sucked in, and Clark couldn't contain the whimper at the sensation.
Then Lex moved to the other nipple and bit it, action that forced a loud moan out of Clark's mouth. Against his skin he could feel Lex smile.
Older man's hands moved to his jeans, pulling them open and then down. While Clark was still revealing in the pleasure of his nipples licked by Lex's mouth, the hand freed his cock out of his boxers. The touch of cool fingers to his penis felt like a hit of lightning, only in a good, really good, way, and Clark bucked on the couch, trying his hardest not to come. Only to loose that battle when he felt Lex's lips wrap around his length.
He shuddered hard as Lex swallowed his come and felt drained because the release was so powerful. And got painfully fast hard again when Lex raised his head up to meet his eyes and licked his lips that had traces of come on them.
Clark's attention, however, was reverted by the hardness poking into his leg, which he could only guess was a show of Lex's want and desire. He carefully pushed Lex back on the floor and mounted his legs.
Lips met lips again, while hands were making fast work of undoing purple shirt and black slacks. Clark quickly unfastened Lex's pants and snack his hand inside. Touching Lex was a completely different experience then touching himself. It was exciting in a way that made his giddy and powerful like none of his powers could. Clark suddenly giggled.
"Whah... what?" asked him Lex through the fog of arousal.
"Nothing. I was just thinking... you know how people say about holding someone's life in their hands? I actually do, don't I?"
Lex's eyes grew in shock and disbelief for the second time today.
"Clark, another stupid thing out of that delicious mouth of your and I will have to ask you to leave."
"Sorry, Lex, I'm sorry. I'll be quiet."
And to prove that he was telling truth, he kissed Lex again, busying his mouth with different kind of activity, which he was learning to enjoy and appreciate a lot. His hands freed Lex's cock from the confines of his boxers and started stroking. Clark tried to think of what he liked the best when he was doing it to himself and applied that knowledge to the job at hand. His other hand was tenderly caressing the smooth skin of Lex's stomach.
Lex started panting and breathing heavily, his hands wrapping around Clark's on his cock to speed you the movement. Taking a hint, Clark moved his hand faster, varying the pressure up and down the shaft. Leaking precum made the movement easier and sensing the wetness of his hand, Clark wonder what it would taste like. For a second he took his hand off Lex's cock and raised it to his lips. Just as he sucked on his fingers his eyes locked with Lex. Various emotions passed on his face, then he suddenly stilled, and the next moment Clark could feel hot liquid hitting his stomach.
Lex groaned and relaxed on th floor, enjoying the release. Clark seat at his side, watching a completely new Lex, unguarded, relaxed and happy. He smiled at the picture.
"Was it good?"
"Ooh-hoo," was the answer.
"I liked it too, it was great. Do you think we could do it again?"
"Ooh-hoo," was the answer again.
"We could try some other things too, could we?"
"Ah-huh."
Clark suddenly met Lex's eyes and grinned.
"You're speechless. I can't believe you're speechless. You always have some historical event to relate to, or quote someone. Nothing to say now, Lex?"
"Well, I can think of a few. Remember what I said about our destiny?"
"That we have one together?"
"Yeah. Mix that with trying new things and one Robert Browning, and you'll get a quote."
"Tell me, tell me."
" 'Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.' "
Clark suddenly felt really warm inside.
"That's a very nice quote, Lex," he replied quietly.
Lex sat up and embraced Clark in his arms. He placed few kisses on his shoulder.
"I think so too, Clark."
Author: Nafanya
Rated: PG-13, for homosexual content.
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I wouldn't be sharing them. But as they are not...
Author's Notes: I took the quote and spun the story from there. Review, please :)
Forever
"Grow old with me! The best is yet to be."
- Robert Browning
The work was something Lex took for granted. Something that had to be done and Lex learned to like it and enjoy it. He knew that eventually work will become one and only thing in his life that he will think of because otherwise he won't survive in the world that his dad build for him to inherit.
And then there were days and times when he thought a little work free time wouldn't hurt much. During those times he preferred to think of anything else but work. At those moments he couldn't think of anything worse then numbers and charts and faxes and reviews.
Right now just happened to be one of those times when he hated his office and his responsibilities. He guessed it was just his luck when he suddenly heard his secretary's voice on the intercom.
"Mr. Luthor. Mr. Kent is here to see you."
Lex was above crying out "Yes!" At that moment, but he felt like he was close just right then. His friend seemed to have the best timing. He couldn't think of anything better to do then hand out with Clark while taking a break from his work.
"Please, show his in, Grace."
Seconds later Clark's tall and somewhat awkward body entered his office.
"Hey, Clark, what brings you around here?"
"Oh, the school got closed and I thought I'd stop by and ... yeah," finished lamely Clark. "Do you mind?"
"No, not at all. In fact, you couldn't have come at a better time. I think the work is over rated."
Clark dropped his jaw and faked an expression of shock on his face.
"I can't believe I just heard that from you."
"Clark, even businessmen understand the difference between working and overworking. You're laughing at me!" accused him Lex, seeing the sparkles of laugh in Clark's eyes.
"Yeah, sorry. It's just, you're always about work, and business deals and even when you go to Talon, it's either to check on business or to work on some papers you always bring in with you. And you don't do anything outside of business, kind of making it the only thing you do, and hearing you saying something like that is like badmouthing you whole life..."
Clark stopped when he saw expression on Lex's face. It was shock, pure disbelief of what he was hearing.
"What?"
"Are you saying that I don't have a life outside the business?"
"Ah, yes, I mean, no. No, no! It's just that business means so much to you."
"I have you know that there are some things that I care for much more then business."
"Lex, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to imply anything."
"But you did, and there's only one way to change your mind. Allow me to demonstrate."
For a regular Earth guy Lex moved way to fast, thought Clark, when Lex was suddenly in front of him and not leaning on his desk. But even faster then that little trick before, Lex's lips were on his own.
Soft was the only word that was in Clark's mind at the moment. Soft skin, soft pressure. And the smell. A light fragrance that Clark couldn't name but in his mind gave it a name after his friend. A Lex smell. Clark was so entranced into classifying the smell, he almost tuned out of the kiss. A sharp bite to his lip brought his attention around.
"Pay attention," ordered Lex, before returning back to the kiss.
Somehow this whole situation wasn't embarrassing like Clark thought it would be. No feelings of guild came from either of participating sides. Both of them took that as given, as something that was discussed before hand and agreed upon. It felt so natural for Lex to reprimand him for not paying attention to their kiss that Clark wanted to laugh at the absurdity of all that was happening. Or may be it was just joy.
Which he couldn't do, because his friend's tongue was currently in his mouth and it felt too good to stop for some insanity laughter.
So instead of concentrating on the thoughts that were slowly and surely driving him mad, he concentrated on the feelings. On the touch of Lex's hands on his neck, and the taste of his mouth on his lips. Persistent and sensuous movements of tongue against tongue, and that alone was blowing his head away. Though, he had to give himself a credit, this kiss was his first of a kind. Nothing compared to Tina's or Chloe's or even Lana's, though she came as close as anyone who's not Lex would come.
Because if he was completely honest with himself, it was Lex he wanted. Not just to get laid for the sake of getting laid, his parents raised him better then that, but Lex and all that he signified. Because Lana was pretty in an every day common way, and Lex, oh, Lex was as mystic and as exotic as they come. He loved Lex because he would always be a challenge. Always something new to discover.
And Clark wanted to discover all of Lex.
The tongue that was doing such fascinating and mind blowing things in his mouth suddenly left and soon Clark could feel wet heat moving down his jaw to his neck. Hot kisses almost burned his skin, not in a scalding way, but in a can't-wait-much-longer,-I'm-so-hot-and-hard kind of way.
His skin welcomed every touch and demanded more. Clark's hands were working on removing Lex's clothes, which was really hard because as soon as he came into contact with first patches of skin he completely forgot what he was supposed to be doing. Soft, silk-like skin, so pale in contrast to his own tan hands felt like water and fire at the same time. It was addictive like the worst drugs and Clark wanted that addiction.
His fingers ran up Lex's shoulders and neck and finally touch the bold scalp, the object of his fascination for many, many month. Even in his wildest dreams Clark couldn't imagine that it would feel that good to finally do it. Not only because the texture felt good and he liked caressing Lex, but because he was allowed, and Clark hd a hunch that not many were. The permission to do so was almost as big as Lex asking Clark to go steady. Clark wasn't sure whether he would actually hear such words from Lex and even if it was possible, so he resorted to caressing and massaging Lex's head.
Which was steadily moving down his body. In a series of kisses and licks, Lex treated every inch of his skin to an abundant attention, igniting more and more passion and want in him. His right nipple was suddenly sucked in, and Clark couldn't contain the whimper at the sensation.
Then Lex moved to the other nipple and bit it, action that forced a loud moan out of Clark's mouth. Against his skin he could feel Lex smile.
Older man's hands moved to his jeans, pulling them open and then down. While Clark was still revealing in the pleasure of his nipples licked by Lex's mouth, the hand freed his cock out of his boxers. The touch of cool fingers to his penis felt like a hit of lightning, only in a good, really good, way, and Clark bucked on the couch, trying his hardest not to come. Only to loose that battle when he felt Lex's lips wrap around his length.
He shuddered hard as Lex swallowed his come and felt drained because the release was so powerful. And got painfully fast hard again when Lex raised his head up to meet his eyes and licked his lips that had traces of come on them.
Clark's attention, however, was reverted by the hardness poking into his leg, which he could only guess was a show of Lex's want and desire. He carefully pushed Lex back on the floor and mounted his legs.
Lips met lips again, while hands were making fast work of undoing purple shirt and black slacks. Clark quickly unfastened Lex's pants and snack his hand inside. Touching Lex was a completely different experience then touching himself. It was exciting in a way that made his giddy and powerful like none of his powers could. Clark suddenly giggled.
"Whah... what?" asked him Lex through the fog of arousal.
"Nothing. I was just thinking... you know how people say about holding someone's life in their hands? I actually do, don't I?"
Lex's eyes grew in shock and disbelief for the second time today.
"Clark, another stupid thing out of that delicious mouth of your and I will have to ask you to leave."
"Sorry, Lex, I'm sorry. I'll be quiet."
And to prove that he was telling truth, he kissed Lex again, busying his mouth with different kind of activity, which he was learning to enjoy and appreciate a lot. His hands freed Lex's cock from the confines of his boxers and started stroking. Clark tried to think of what he liked the best when he was doing it to himself and applied that knowledge to the job at hand. His other hand was tenderly caressing the smooth skin of Lex's stomach.
Lex started panting and breathing heavily, his hands wrapping around Clark's on his cock to speed you the movement. Taking a hint, Clark moved his hand faster, varying the pressure up and down the shaft. Leaking precum made the movement easier and sensing the wetness of his hand, Clark wonder what it would taste like. For a second he took his hand off Lex's cock and raised it to his lips. Just as he sucked on his fingers his eyes locked with Lex. Various emotions passed on his face, then he suddenly stilled, and the next moment Clark could feel hot liquid hitting his stomach.
Lex groaned and relaxed on th floor, enjoying the release. Clark seat at his side, watching a completely new Lex, unguarded, relaxed and happy. He smiled at the picture.
"Was it good?"
"Ooh-hoo," was the answer.
"I liked it too, it was great. Do you think we could do it again?"
"Ooh-hoo," was the answer again.
"We could try some other things too, could we?"
"Ah-huh."
Clark suddenly met Lex's eyes and grinned.
"You're speechless. I can't believe you're speechless. You always have some historical event to relate to, or quote someone. Nothing to say now, Lex?"
"Well, I can think of a few. Remember what I said about our destiny?"
"That we have one together?"
"Yeah. Mix that with trying new things and one Robert Browning, and you'll get a quote."
"Tell me, tell me."
" 'Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.' "
Clark suddenly felt really warm inside.
"That's a very nice quote, Lex," he replied quietly.
Lex sat up and embraced Clark in his arms. He placed few kisses on his shoulder.
"I think so too, Clark."