RED

KRYPTONITE, HOT FLAMES

Romance/drama

Rating: R

Disclaimer: The characters present are not mine, though it would be nice to get a hold of Lex for a while, too bad though.

Read and enjoy. I would enjoy some feedback, since this is my first fanfic. You can send 'em all to are welcome, please don't be too harsh.

Keep in mind the effects of red kryptonite on Clark as you read. If you are not an open minder don't read it,

CHAPTER 1

Lex turns away from his packing as he heard Clark enter his office and fixes him with a benign look of surprise. His breath catches in his throat at what he sees before him, this was new, and a little bit pleasing, he quickly disguises his surprise with amusement, chuckling softly to himself.

'Well, well, well, a macho Clark Kent, this is new, what

Brought on this change' he thought to himself.

Clark catches sight of Lex's look and strolls over to him deliberately, his long black jacket strapping wistfully against his leg, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Lex noticed the twinkle but decided to hold his ground as Clark moved to stand in front of him, with their faces only inches apart, smiling.

'Something wrong, Lex'

'No nothing, nothing at all' he answers, what can I do for you Clark.

As he said this, he discreetly moves away from him, trying to get to the other side of his massive oak desk, briefly brushing Clark in the process. The unexpected jolt of electricity, made him spin around, surprised, while Clark smiled not at all surprised by the reaction, or the effect of the sudden contact.

Lex maintained his composure and dismissed the sudden rush of feeling; the jolt had made him suddenly unsure. He decided to focus his attention on some crude office manuals on his desk that he was packing into a carton, for him, acknowledging the brief effect of the touch would be too hard, it would bring back memories of…………………………………………

He released his breath, without even knowing that he had been holding it.

Clark moved closer to the desk, and Lex noticing the movement, slowly inches away to the other side of the room, taking great pains to avoid Clark's eye

Clark looked around and chuckled to himself, within less than a second he had super speeded over to Lex, and surprised him with an amusing

'Gee lex, Could it be you're avoiding me'

Lex jumped as the voice behind him shattered his thoughts. Not knowing how close Clark actually was Lex wheels around to argue his defense. In that fleeting moment their lips brushed.

Clark puts on a sly smile and straddled himself, placing his hands against the bookshelf behind Lex.

Lex, very surprised by the way Clark is acting attempted to move away from him, now he knew prevention was definitely better than cure.

His attempts did not get him very far though before Clark pulled him back and held him against the wall.

'Clark what the hell are you doing?' he asked, unsure about why the movement made him so angry.

Without answering, Clark looks at him green eyes shining, and runs a finger gently down the side of his face; Lex met his gaze obviously angry and confused. Clark paid no attention to him however, but traced his tongue across his lips, whispering softly.

'You know you want this Lex',

Refusing to acknowledge what was happening Lex struggles against him, but he continued.

'You want me to touch you, you like it, I know you do'.

He continued slowly, pulling the buttons on Lex's shirt one by one. Lex looks on, now becoming mesmerized.

'What are you doing Clark?'

'Don't want to admit it do you, he chuckles, brushing his hand against Lex's organ.

Lex grabs his hand, stopping him in mid stroke, muttering through clenched teeth

'Clark, don't'

He was on the edge of breaking and he did not want to give in, not now. Clark however was paying no attention to his protests, using his free hand to tilt Lex's head towards him. He had other ideas.

'This is what I want lex, he answers, taking his mouth with his, assaulting, dominating.

Lex couldn't pull away, on one hand the bookshelf was blocking him, nice excuse, on the other hand, he had thought about this, on several occasions……………………… several occasions.

He felt Clark's tongue push into his mouth, could taste him, his sweetness.

Both put all into that kiss, giving and taking, owning and being owned, lex was definitely into it now, and could not stop even if he wanted to.

Clark looked through half closed eyes at the man before him, always so calm, so in control, debonair, he smiled to himself, at the thought that only he could bring out this side of him.

He lifted him, placing him on his desk, pushing aside the papers, still assaulting his lips.

Lex opened his eyes, surprised at the sudden movement, and shocked at Clark's strength; he was able to lift him with little or no effort.

He did not hesitate when Clark held him and pulled the belt and button on his pants, pulling it down and releasing him.

Clark looked down at his wet rod with surprise and admiration before placing a hand tentatively on the base, making slow sweet circles around the tip, and stroking it up and down. Lex arched forward in pleasure, moaning as Clark continued stroking in slow rhythmic movements.

'You like this, huh lex?'

Replies Clark, taunting and smiling at his reaction. Lex could not answer; he kept arching for more with a glazed look on his face.

Clark takes the hot dripping rod and rubs his mouth against it, gently nipping the tip several times. He had lex exactly where he wanted him.

CHAPTER TWO WILL BE HERE SOON, SO STAY TUNED

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