The city lights shined down on them both, Lex mentally laying out plans for the night, dinner and the penthouse. Yes, the penthouse was definitely an option for tonight. The time was nearing ten o'clock at the moment, most places will be closing soon, but he's Lex Luthor, restaurant hours are of no importance.
Chloe was slumped against the leather car seat, staring out the window, probably noticing the big change from small town to actual city. By the look on her face, Lex could tell that she missed it, the inner city girl was starting to peek through. She also looked tired. Earlier, during the car ride to Metropolis, she told him that she wasn't receiving as much sleep as she used to. Lex wondered if it was the same reason that he wasn't either. He seriously doubted that Chloe Sullivan was staying up, with prostitutes in her house, relieving her of the want for him. She probably didn't wake up every few minutes from a dream, finding her hand in the most private of places.
He felt her attention shift from the city landscapes to him, watching a smile form on her face out of the corner of his eye. She was getting excited, he could see it in the smile and the red around her cheeks. The innocence was pouring out of her, making him feel a little bit of regret for even asking her. However, she said yes, in a few different words or more, but they all equaled up to yes. He shouldn't be to blame if he devours her innocence, not really.
"Where are we eating?" The smile was in her voice, the ever innocent smile that was present in her voice, mannerisms and face. Lex was driving himself mad thinking about it. He didn't know if he wanted to be disgusted or skip dinner and go straight to the penthouse. He never backed down in his decisions before, not ever. Chloe was different, she made him want to back out.
When he didn't answer, the disappointment, the worry in her eyes pulled him in. Who cares about loss of innocence? He lost his at the age of thirteen, it didn't bother him. Why should it bother her? Because he was never completely innocent to begin with, and Chloe is.
"Have you ever tried sushi?" It was the place that he always took his conquests, right before he took them to the penthouse. Yes, he was going through with this. He's never backed down before, so why now?
"No, I haven't. I've always wanted to try it, but I'm always in fear of getting a piece that wasn't prepared just right." She was mentally debating if she really wanted to try it, he could tell by the look on her face. The look where she slightly raises her chin, the one she always had when she discovered something new, the reporter in her at work. It was cute, her ambition, always peeking through somehow.
"Don't worry, there will be no mistakes made. You will not die." He gave her his trademark smirk, the non-smile that most classify as a smile just to keep themselves from thinking that Lex really can't smile. The truth was that he never truly smiled, except for earlier tonight, with Chloe. She was the first, since his mother, that has seen him smile, or caused him to smile. Yes, Chloe was different, he had to admit. She's left him longing like no other, wanting desperately to escape the pain of separation.
He couldn't figure out if it was innocence, or just her. He's tried to fathom it since the dreams and the sleepless nights started. In actuality, he's tried to figure out since the first night his request for a look-a-like changed. When the mental images of Chloe poured through his mind as he touched, felt, the girl under him, the look-a-like that was nothing like Chloe. She wasn't good enough, none of them were. The need only grew and grew, and it's still growing even now.
They pulled up in front of the sushi bar. Lex already called for a reservation, not really needing to, but he did anyways just to make sure that they would stay open. He stared at the front, then looked at Chloe. His breath came out faster, he was going to go through with it. Besides, he never backed down before, and he's certainly not going to now, not after seeing her sitting there, waiting for him.
Chloe was slumped against the leather car seat, staring out the window, probably noticing the big change from small town to actual city. By the look on her face, Lex could tell that she missed it, the inner city girl was starting to peek through. She also looked tired. Earlier, during the car ride to Metropolis, she told him that she wasn't receiving as much sleep as she used to. Lex wondered if it was the same reason that he wasn't either. He seriously doubted that Chloe Sullivan was staying up, with prostitutes in her house, relieving her of the want for him. She probably didn't wake up every few minutes from a dream, finding her hand in the most private of places.
He felt her attention shift from the city landscapes to him, watching a smile form on her face out of the corner of his eye. She was getting excited, he could see it in the smile and the red around her cheeks. The innocence was pouring out of her, making him feel a little bit of regret for even asking her. However, she said yes, in a few different words or more, but they all equaled up to yes. He shouldn't be to blame if he devours her innocence, not really.
"Where are we eating?" The smile was in her voice, the ever innocent smile that was present in her voice, mannerisms and face. Lex was driving himself mad thinking about it. He didn't know if he wanted to be disgusted or skip dinner and go straight to the penthouse. He never backed down in his decisions before, not ever. Chloe was different, she made him want to back out.
When he didn't answer, the disappointment, the worry in her eyes pulled him in. Who cares about loss of innocence? He lost his at the age of thirteen, it didn't bother him. Why should it bother her? Because he was never completely innocent to begin with, and Chloe is.
"Have you ever tried sushi?" It was the place that he always took his conquests, right before he took them to the penthouse. Yes, he was going through with this. He's never backed down before, so why now?
"No, I haven't. I've always wanted to try it, but I'm always in fear of getting a piece that wasn't prepared just right." She was mentally debating if she really wanted to try it, he could tell by the look on her face. The look where she slightly raises her chin, the one she always had when she discovered something new, the reporter in her at work. It was cute, her ambition, always peeking through somehow.
"Don't worry, there will be no mistakes made. You will not die." He gave her his trademark smirk, the non-smile that most classify as a smile just to keep themselves from thinking that Lex really can't smile. The truth was that he never truly smiled, except for earlier tonight, with Chloe. She was the first, since his mother, that has seen him smile, or caused him to smile. Yes, Chloe was different, he had to admit. She's left him longing like no other, wanting desperately to escape the pain of separation.
He couldn't figure out if it was innocence, or just her. He's tried to fathom it since the dreams and the sleepless nights started. In actuality, he's tried to figure out since the first night his request for a look-a-like changed. When the mental images of Chloe poured through his mind as he touched, felt, the girl under him, the look-a-like that was nothing like Chloe. She wasn't good enough, none of them were. The need only grew and grew, and it's still growing even now.
They pulled up in front of the sushi bar. Lex already called for a reservation, not really needing to, but he did anyways just to make sure that they would stay open. He stared at the front, then looked at Chloe. His breath came out faster, he was going to go through with it. Besides, he never backed down before, and he's certainly not going to now, not after seeing her sitting there, waiting for him.