Make Damn Sure-Chapter 9
Here you go. The reunion I've been building toward for so long. Still more chapters to come so, don't stop reading just yet. I wasn't sure about this chapter which is why I withheld it for so long. I feel slightly rushed but, I wanted you to see that they have been denying themselves eachother and real emotion for so long that they just couldn't contain it any longer. They just need to feel. Oh well, read on and tell me what you think. Nothing very lemony, sorry.
Disclaimer: Not mine, or this would reallybe happening on Smallville right now.
Lex felt no trepidation as he knocked confidently and forcefully on Chloe's door. Because he was sure that this was Chloe's door. Or should he say, Alexandra King's door.
'She wouldn't have used that name unless she wanted me to find her.'
'Or…'
'No. She can hide from everyone else but, not me. Never me.'
'Then why isn't she opening the door?'
'It's late. Maybe she's out.'
'She isn't out. She isn't answering you. She doesn't want you.'
Lex knocked again. Louder.
"Chloe! I know you're in there!"
The knock resounded throughout the small room and Chloe jumped up from the couch ready to run to the door automatically. That was no pizza boy at the door.
'How? How did he find me?'
'Chloe, you idiot! You used the same name! Of course he would figure it out!'
The knock sounded again.
"Chloe! I know you're in there!"
'No, no. I can't open that door. I can't let him in here. Not today. Not after last night and everything between us.'
'He's probably just here to find out what you implied that you know about his operations. Get yourself together and open the door. You can do this. You're Chloe Sullivan damn
it!'
Chloe pulled her purple bathrobe tighter around her body, her hair still damp from her shower earlier and not wanting him to see her hot pink cami and pink poodle printed pajama
pants. She walked slowly to the door, feigning calm but a thousand questions building up inside her with different emotions ready to burst out. She was sure that the first thing she
would do when she saw his face was punch it but, instead she just said
"Hi."
She looked tired. And beautiful. Probably the most beautiful that he had ever seen anybody look wet and wearing ridiculous dog pajamas. And a purple fuzzy bathrobe. She was
wearing purple. Just like the night he kissed her.
'Woah, Lex get back on track here. You aren't here for anything else other than answers. Keep it in your pants man!'
"Hi to you too, Ms. King."
She turned and walked away from him into the her apartment. He followed. He thought she was going to slam the door in his face. He had seen the anger in her eyes. But, he was
beginning to think that maybe he just shouldn't think anymore with Chloe Sullivan. Expecting her to do something predictable had gotten him no where. He would stop. Now.
"Ah yes, I thought that was how you did it. No one knows where I live."
"Well, if you didn't want to be found, maybe you shouldn't have used the same name from the safe-house. My name."
"I didn't really think our paths would ever cross again Mr. Luthor. And I had all of the right papers to get the apartment as Alexandra King; it was safer that way."
"Hmmm, so that's it? That's all?"
"Where are you going with this Mr.Luthor? What do you want from me?"
"Back to Mr.Luthor are we? I thought you knew me better than anyone? Or isn't that what you said last night?"
She was silent as she turned away from him and their conversation (or was it an argument now) and stood looking out the window in her living room.
"I said a lot of things last night. Not all of them matter as much as I thought they did. Or maybe they just shouldn't be important anymore, Mr.Luthor."
She sounded so sad. So resigned. So…pliable. It angered him and he strode across the room in two seconds to grab her. Lex turned Chloe back towards him and felt the familiar
warmth that spread through his body from having her so near.
A soft, womanly body in his arms. Short red skirt riding up to reveal smooth white thigh. A tongue and hot breath pressed against his neck sending a jolt of electricity
through his body.
'Oh, God!'
"My name is Lex, Chloe! Lex! I thought we had gotten past this!"
Chloe spat out, "Past what, Lex ? This is all we have! This is all you ever let us be! And don't try to deny it! This isn't about whatever information you think I may or may not have!
This is about us! Something we left unfinished a long time ago. Something you walked, no ran, away from!"
She twisted away from him and took a couple of steps back.
"What are you talking about Chloe?"
"You know very well, what I'm talking about. You used me! You used me and used my feelings to get your father in jail and then, you fucked my best friend! I bet you didn't even
wait until after she broke up with Clark!"
"Those things didn't happen right after each other. Don't try to use history against me."
"Oh, of course not. Not the great Alexander! A veritable library of kings and quotes from days gone by. No, you just ignored me for two or three years in between those events.
And NOW, you're here? Now! After everything, I should just publish what I have on you in every newspaper in the country. Then who'll be screwed, huh Lex?"
"Chloe…I missed you."
And he kissed her. He stepped right up to her and kissed her. And she tasted just as sweet and addicting as she had when she was seventeen years old. Her mouth was hard and
her hands were pressing against his chest but, Lex knew only the softness of her skin beneath his hands on her arms. As she relaxed against him, Lex ran his tongue against her lip
and her mouth opened for him. He delved in and groaned into her mouth as her tongue moved against his. There wasn't anger here. He didn't know when he had stopped being
angry and needing to know what she was hiding. Probably somewhere between remembering her body the night before as he had wrapped her in his spare shirt and the memory of
their torrid past. All he needed right now was more.
Chloe gasped as his mouth captured hers. One minute all she could see was red and the next she was in his arms. She tried to push away but, Lex held on deepening the kiss. What
was going on here? Oh, he smelled so good. She opened her mouth as his tongue begged entry. She knew right then and there that she would never get enough of his vanilla and
honey taste. His body pressed against hers, hot and silky in his fine suit against her stupid, stupid pajamas.
'Throwing these away. Soon. Mmph!'
Lex had pushed off her bathrobe and she wrapped her bare arms around his neck as his hands moved to her waist and the nape of her neck, entangled in her hair. She knew she
had to breathe. And soon, but she would gladly give up oxygen for this. This was everything right now. This…what was this?
She broke away from Lex and his touch, panting and cheeks pink.
"What are we doing? Why are you doing this?"
Lex didn't know the answer to that question himself. All he could comprehend at this second was that Chloe Sullivan was the only woman who had ever challenged him to question
himself. And everything that he did. Even when it felt as good as this did.
" I never realized how much I missed you until now. You were the closest I ever had to a true friend. I never meant to lose you."
"Why now? Why are you saying this now? This isn't you."
"Chloe, everything that I did, I didn't mean to hurt you. Not you."
"I can't trust that, Lex. I don't know how to trust you anymore."
Lex stepped forward, filling the space between them.
"Then trust this…."
And he kissed her again with all the passion and hunger he felt. The two former enemies/friends made their way to Chloe's bedroom, exploring the feel and taste of each other's
bodies, discarding clothing and the past as they gave themselves over to the attraction they had denied for so long. Whatever this changed, they would deal with later. Right now,
this, Lex's mouth and hands all over her, her fingers writing themselves into his skin, was all that mattered.
Until morning and the sun illuminated all.
Okay, more soon. Please review! I may be re-editing this chapter for the 5th time :( still not entirely happy with it.