I know activisty isn't a word but I don't really care... As a reader of this nonsense, I'msure you don't either.
Chapter three: Let's go all cave activisty
"Do you see that bright one there? If you follow the stars around it, it makes the shape of a wolf's head," Kyla said with enthusiasm.
It was after his visit to Lionel that Kyla found him and despite his urge to run away, he couldn't. He had spent the entire day zoning out in the Native American girl's company. And now it was night... 'oh how slow time crawls when you're miserable.'
"Uh huh, and which is the one where Naman came from?" Clark asked, getting impatient, he had no intention of star gazing with this girl, which is what they had been doing for the past hour.
"See where the wolf's eye is missing? There used to be a star there. That star is where Naman came from," she said proudly.
"So what happened to it?"
"I don't know. You were the one that fell from it," she said in a juvenile manner.
Clark sighed and turned around.
"Lana! Hi, I didn't see you there."
Lana glared at the Native American girl. "Sorry, I didn't know you had company." Inwardly, she cursed the new competition.
Then Clark put his hand on her shoulder and smiled. "I'm glad you here," he said. Though his feelings for Lana weren't really there any more, (not since that threesome with Lionel and Lex) he was still grateful for her arrival. He didn't want to be alone with Kyla.
"Well, your message sounded urgent, so I came over right away," she said, her anger dissolving as she tried to keep her knees from weakening under Clark's touch.
"Thanks," Clark said with a charming smile which Lana returned.
"Ahem!" Kyla coughed as she walked over to Clark and gave Lana her best, get-away-from-my-man look.
"Lana, meet Kyla," Clark said with a grimace.
Lana gave her a mockingly sweet smile, "You will die slowly and painfully bitch."
"What?" Clark asked incredulously, not quite sure he had heard it despite his super hearing. But then again, he'd been wanting to say the same thing to her since he met her.
"I didn't say anything Clark," Lana replied. Kyla gave an animalistic growl.
"I must be hearing things," Clark mumbled.
"So how come I've never seen you at school before?" Lana asked, trying to sound casual and not quite succeeding.
"Oh, I go to Grandville."
For some reason, neither Clark nor Lana believed that.
"Um, Kyla, do you mind if Lana and I talk privately?" Clark asked. He'd eventually figured out that he could get away from her without the meteor rocks affecting him if she gave him her permission.
"Um...sure, but don't be too long." Kyla said as she kissed Clark who turned his head so that she only reached his cheek. Then the girl walked out and Clark sighed in relief.
"So what's up Clark?" Lana asked as she and Clark sat herself down on the sofa.
"Oh I just..."
'Wanted to get away from Miss Puppy Love from Hell,' Clark thought to himself.
"Wanted your help with something," he said instead.
"Oh, sure what is it?"
"Well you see today I found these Native American caves. It was right under the Luthorcorp site. They're about to be destroyed, I was wondering if you can get Henry Small to help me save them."
"Isn't Lionel your father, why don't you go talk to him?"
"I did..." Clark looked down at the floor, resisting the urge to burn it with his eyes. He hated himself for leaving Lionel like that but there was nothing he can do... He just wished that Kyla would die. And he had always been a good boy; he had never wished that on anyone before, not even the people who strung him up in Riley's fields.
"Oh." Lana exclaimed in understanding (though she didn't) as she saw the look on Clark's face. "Alright I'll talk to Henry Small for you, but I don't guarantee anything, I mean I haven't even got the results of the DNA test yet."
"Thanks Lana," Clark said as he gave her a smile, his first today.
Lana smiled back her usual fairy tale princess smile.
"Clark! Are you done talking to her yet?" Kyla called from outside. Clark growled before looking apologetically at Lana. The girl sighed.
"It's getting pretty late, I should get going anyway," the girl said before walking out. Cursing at the bitch that stole her man.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The talon was stuffed full with people as the waitresses made their way to serve the drinks, trying very hard not to knock them all over like over-sized dominoes.
The big sign saying 'Save the Cave' that was hanging on the ceiling was not what had brought all these people over. What brought them over was the dark haired, green eyed, recently rich teenager that was handing out the 'Save the Cave' buttons along with pamphlets and t-shirts.
Only the body guard Lex had hired for him as well as Kyla shoving the mob of adoring fan girls (and boys) kept Clark from being completely smothered by the crowd as they practically begged for autographs.
Lana sighed loudly, which came out sounding more like a growl as she looked at the crowd around Clark. As if Kyla wasn't enough, now she had to compete with a hoard of fangirls too. 'At least they're real girls, unlike me... except for those boys, and that transvestite in the corner.'
"Hey," a female voice said from behind her. It was Chloe's and despite the girl's behavior as of late, Lana was still glad she was here. She turned around only to find that Chloe was decked out in a tight yellow spandex outfit which covered her body but left nothing to the imagination (Lana could even see her nipples) and swirly red boots with a gold mask covering her face.
"Hey Chloe," Lana greeted hesitantly.
"I'm not Chloe," the girl said, "I'm not Chloe at all."
"So who are you then?"
"I'm Super Chloe!"
"Riiiight." Lana replied. "So what brings you to the Talon Super Chloe?"
"Well I'm here to save the day of course. Anything I can help you with ma'am? You seem a little upset."
"Well..." Lana said as she looked over to where Kyla was standing just a little too close to Clark. "You see that girl over there?" she pointed to the bitch.
"Yes. Why, did she do you wrong?"
"Yes, greatly. She's been harassing me ever since she got into town," Lana said in a fake teary voice before giving a fake sob. Chloe gasped then gave her a pat on the shoulder.
"Never fear, for Super Chloe is here," she said before walking confidently over to the girl and punching her. A cat fight between Super Chloe and Kyla ensued as Lana looked on with an evil smirk on her face.
"Hey Lana," another voice said from behind her.
"Mr. Small. Hi, thanks for coming," Lana said, as she turned around to see the man that might or might not be her biological father.
"Well, actually I'm glad you called, I have something to talk to you about," he said before pausing to look around nervously. "Though I wish we could have met somewhere else."
"I know you don't like this place cause its Luthor owned, but I swear Lex is just a silent partner," she said as she picked up a tray of coffee, helping the waitresses serve it as there were so many people here.
Henry Small looked at the tray fearfully before slowly edging away from it. "Would you just, put that tray of coffee down...please?"
Lana looked at him strangely, but complied, "So, what you want to tell me?"
Henry relaxed, but only just a little bit. "Well, you see I just got the test results back. It looks like we have some chromosomes in common after all."
At that, Lana took a deep breath. "Wow! So you're my father after all!" she exclaimed before jumping up to hug him.
Henry let her, until he smelt the smell of coffee in her hair and tried to pry himself free before he suffocated. When he got away, he saw that his daughter had a sad look on her face. He put a stray lock of black hair behind her ears and smiled at her.
"I don't think I deserve that title yet. But I hope I will, some day. So, why did you call me earlier?" he asked, trying to ignore all the coffee being served in the coffee house.
"Well," she said before gesturing to the big 'Save the Cave' sign. "We're protesting the building of Luthorcorp's new Corporate Plaza to save the Native American cave Clark found underneath the construction site. We figured you might be able to help us."
"A chance to kick Lionel's ass... I wouldn't miss that for the world."
Lana giggled a little, "Well thank you for agreeing to help out. I have to go serve some coffee now," she said before picking up the tray she had previously put down. When she turned back to face him, Henry backed away instantly as used his arms to cover his face like a vampire in the face of a crucifix.
"What's wrong?" Lana asked concerned as she took a step closer to him. Henry, sensing the coffee near him moved back even further, causing him to trip and fall onto a nearby table. The table fell over, sending the coffee flying over him.
When the coffee spilled over him, he fell down onto the floor, writhing as he screamed out his lungs.
Super Chloe and Kyla froze as they turned over to see what was wrong. As well as everyone else there.
Lana sent a waitress to get her some water and cloth before turning back to look at her father confusedly. 'The coffee wasn't even hot, it was iced, why does he look like he's being burned?'
"What's wrong with him?" Clark asked as he came over to Lana's side.
"I don't know" Lana said as the waitress returned and Lana kneeled down to wipe the coffee away from his face and hair. He continued to writhe but calmed down a little as the caffeinated drink was slowly removed from his skin.
Henry relaxed as the coffee was removed from his skin, but it was still soaking through his shirt. So, he instantly ripped it off himself.
'Maybe he's a nudist too. Maybe I'm not alone after all,' Clark thought as he looked at Lana's father. 'He doesn't look bad' he thought as he took the cloth from Lana who was too flabbergasted by the clothes ripping to notice.
Clark's eyes were locked on the man's chest when he used the cloth to wipe at Henry's skin, sticky with coffee. Henry saw the large hand lingering on his chest and looked up at Clark strangely.
"Who are you?"
Lana who finally took notice Clark leering at her father and put her hand over Clark's, bringing him back to reality.
"Um...Father, this is Clark. The guy who found the cave."
"Hello Mr. Small," Clark said huskily.
It was only then that Henry realized that he was half naked. And that he was still in the coffee shop. Surrounded by coffee.
"Um...I think I should go now," he said shakily before instantly getting up. "Ok...Calm down...I'm okay...the coffee's gone now, I'm ok," he mumbled to himself while trying not to hyperventilate. "Stay calm...breathe...ommmm...ommm...the world is an illusion...you are floating above the illusion...open your mind's eye...There's no coffee here."
"I'll call you," he said to Lana breathlessly. Then he started running out of the Talon, this time making sure he didn't run into any coffee.
"But wait, I haven't given you my number yet," Clark called out after him. But by that time he was gone and everyone went back to watching the Super Chloe vs. Lara Croft cat fight and took no notice of him. Clark sighed as he went back to trying to stop the cat fight.
"Clark!" he heard someone yell from the door.
"Lex!" Clark brightened up when he noticed his brother arriving.
"I heard what happened with dad, never figured you for an activist before Clark."
"Well, it's for a good cause," he said simply.
"So should I expect you home for dinner or have you moved out of the mansion now?"
Clark shifted his feet awkwardly. "I'm not sure yet. But I'm glad you're here. I want to show you something. Follow me," Clark said like an over-enthusiastic six year old and dragged Lex out to his Maserati.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The white beam of Lex's flash light was the only thing clearly visible in the darkness of the cave despite the sun shining brightly outside. Like any other cave, there was a dank stench of dirt, rotting humus and calcium chloride. The sound of their breathing echoed around the chamber.
"Not that I don't find this overwhelming scent invigorating but why are we here Julian?" Lex asked, once again calling the boy by his dead brother's name.
"I want you to see it. See what I'm trying to protect."
"I don't think I can see anything in here."
Clark noticed that Lex was facing the wrong way and spun him around. Taking his hand and pointing the flash light at the walls of the cave.
"Oh, you're right, this is pretty impressive," Lex said as he looked at the strange writings. Then he noticed the strange octagonal groove in the wall. "Very impressive indeed."
"So you'll help me?" Clark asked, having yet to abandon the six-year-old voice.
"Sure," he said as he ran his finger over it as Clark had done earlier.
Clark's 700 Watt smile was brighter than Lex's flashlight and the man had to squint upon looking at it. Then it turned into a smirk.
Clark pushed Lex against an empty wall of the cave before pinning him there with his body. He ran his hand down the man's arm before resting it against his hips as he attached his lips to Lex's pale neck, marking him with hickies as Lex's hand went to Clark's dark hair. Lex closed his eyes in pleasure as Clark's hand fumbled with his pants.
Then the pain came back again and Clark froze before moving away from Lex, trying hard not to fall to the floor as the sound of his breathing echoed very loudly.
"Clark, what's wrong are you alright?"
"I'm sorry Lex," he said between breaths. When his strength came flooding back to him, he speeded off, leaving Lex to stare at the thin air where Clark used to be.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Lana sighed as she threw her purse down onto the bed. After Clark walked away with Lex at the Talon, Kyla soon followed along with the hoard of adoring fans, leaving the Talon in peace. After that, Lana's day had gone on uneventful, giving her time to think.
Contrary to popular belief, Lana wasn't stupid. She saw how Clark looked at her biological father (even though no one else did) and that look was more heated and passionate than any longing gazes he ever gave her.
She threw herself onto the bed, curling herself under the blanket as she tried not to cry. Then she heard the door squeaked open.
"Howdy!" Chloe greeted as she stepped into the room. Lana's head peeked out from under the blanket to see her best friend.
The girl gave her a playful smile as she threw away the toothpick she'd been chewing. Her sky blue eyes sparkled cheerfully as she played with her braided blond hair. The girl was currently dressed in a very short denim skirt which showed off her perfectly shaped legs leading all the way down to her brown leather cowboy boots. Her over sized red shirt was long sleeved and plaid (and probably stolen from Clark) with the first three buttons undone revealing more of the flawless pale skin and the outlines of her breasts. Over the shirt was a brown leather vest, and a matching cowboy hat completed her ensemble.
"So, wanna go horse ridin', honey?" The girl asked in a fake Texas accent.
Lana devoured Chloe with her eyes. Then she smirked, suddenly feeling much better as all thoughts of Clark flew out of her head. She got out of bed and stood in front of Chloe.
"Actually Chloe," Lana said in a deep voice she had never let herself use before. "I'd much rather see you ride something else."
"And what might that be?"
Lana pressed her lips against the blond girl's ear and gave her a kiss.
"Me," she whispered.
Then she pressed her crotch against the other girl's letting her feel the bulge in her jeans.
"My, my Mr. Lang, are you propositioning me?" she asked teasingly.
"Mr. Lang... I like the sound of that," Lana said before kissing Chloe's lips.
Chloe's tongue moved fast, cat-like just as Lana had guessed it would be as it entangled with her own, licking her, teasing her, feeling her mouth. Lana tasted apple pie on Chloe's lips, its sweetness mixing with a taste that was uniquely Chloe's own. It was intoxicating and addictive and Lana thought she'd never be able to get enough.
The kiss stopped when both of them got light headed and Lana wrapped her hand around Chloe's body and pulled her down on top of her. The kiss continued as Lana ripped Chloe's shirt open, her manicured nails scraping over perky nipples as Chloe moaned against her swollen lips. Then Chloe unzipped her pants, pulling them down to her knees as Lana's hardness pressed against the girl's thigh.
Then Chloe lowered her body down to Lana's long and thick hardness straining against the pink lace and with her tongue and teeth, slowly pulled it down.
Once the cock was free Chloe licked her lips sensually as she proceeded to take a ride.
TBC