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AN: So here's the second installment of Divided Devotions. I'm planning on changing the rating to M, probably in the next chapter, just to info anyone who's interested.

Divided Devotions

Chapter 2

Lex was not having such a good day.

After leaving the high school he headed straight for the plant. Where he was assailed by the minor emergencies that his employees seemed incapable of dealing with themselves. So by the time he drove himself back to the mansion he was already dealing with a major headache.

He entered his office with the intent to drink himself, not quite to a stupor but enough to give him a buzz, something to assuage the pounding of his head. But the sight that greeted him was enough to stop him in his tracks.

Right before his very eyes sat the one and only Chloe Sullivan, wearing what looked to be a black leather jacket, that stopped mid-thigh, it seemed as if she had forgotten to wear her pants. She had her feet up on his glass table, looking completely bored out of her mind. Until of course she saw him standing by the door.

She merely smiled in greeting.

"Ms. Sullivan." he composed himself enough to utter the words. He walked over to where she was and loomed over her.

Chloe just rolled his eyes at him, "Seriously Alexander my name isn't that hard to say." she took her feet off the table and stood before him. She brought her hand to his face and patted his cheek, "Now say it with me, Ch-lo-e."

Lex could feel his headache increase as each second of the encounter ticked by. "Chloe, what the hell are you doing here?" he put an emphasis on her name, his impatience was really wearing thin.

She just shrugged and smiled again as she proceeded to guide him to his chair.

"I'm still waiting for an answer Chloe." he was really off his game since he couldn't even give the pretense of being calm and collected.

"I'm here for you Lex." she said in a chiding tone, as if her answer should have been obvious.

"I don't believe I invited you here." Lex gruffly replied, disconcerted at the fact that she was now looming over him.

"You don't have to say anything Lexy. I know right here," she clutched a hand to her heart, "that you need me. I've decided that I have to make you my number one priority."

Lex looked mildly surprised at her words. There must be something wrong with her.

"What did you take?" he asked in an irritated tone. He would never be the one to lecture on taking drugs but he didn't like the idea that Chloe was on something. It just didn't fit the Chloe Sullivan that he knew.

Chloe gasped at his implication, "Why Lex Luthor are you suggesting that I am high or something?" her eyes narrowed slightly, "If I wasn't so devoted to you I'd be walking out of here right now." she looked at him petulantly.

"Feel free to do so." Lex motioned a hand towards the door.

"Lucky for you I am devoted to you. So even if you are being naughty, you still get your present." she started to untie the belt that held her jacket close.

Lex' brow quirked at her attitude and her words. He was about to make a comment when she dropped her jacket to the floor.

He found himself staring at Chloe, her supple body clad only in a pair of purple underwear. Lex found himself thinking that the intrepid girl reporter had great taste in lingerie. And for the first time in his life he couldn't find the words to say anything.

"They're edible too." the sparkle in her eye became more pronounced as she practically glided towards him. She placed her knee between his thighs and straddled his left leg.

"Running a multi-billion dollar empire has to be exhausting for you Lexy." she said seductively as she ran her hand from his belt and stopped to loosen his tie. "I just want to relieve the stress that you're always under."

Lex cleared his throat and his hands settled on her waist, in an attempt to get her off of him. "I have no idea what game you're trying to play here Chloe, but you're leaving right now." he stated authoritatively.

Chloe pulled back slightly and jutted her lower lip at his tone, "I'm not playing any games Lex. I told you, I'm devoted to you." she adjusted his hands on her waist,, tightening his grip on her so she wouldn't fall off his lap.

"Chlo-"

She put a finger on his lips to stop him from protesting. The move had immobilized Lex. She then traced his lip lightly with her finger. "You have such beautiful lips Lex." she said breathlessly.

Before Lex could say a word she touched her lips against his gently. She settled her arms on his shoulders and one of her hands was tracing circular patterns on the back of his neck. He had to admit that what she was doing was helping ease his headache. She nipped at his lower lip earning a startled groan from him. She took the opportunity to part his lips with her tongue.

He felt like a bucket of ice cold water was poured over him at her action. He shouldn't be indulging in whatever caused Chloe to act so…bold. He pulled back from the kiss and looked at everywhere but the woman sitting on his lap.

He felt strangely off balance and was about to set things right when he heard some sort of alarm going off. And it wasn't only in his head.

Chloe got up from his lap and beamed at him. She picked up her jacket and took out her cellphone. She looked at whatever caused the noise and bit her lower lip at what she read.

"I have to go. Clark's done with football practice. I'll see you tomorrow." she grinned at him before placing a light kiss on his forehead. She slipped on her shoes, put her jacket back on and started for the door. She looked back at him and winked. "To be continued okay?"

It took him a full minute before he came back to himself "What the hell just happened?" Lex posed the question to the empty room.

He stared at the closed door that Chloe just went through. He picked up the phone and waited impatiently. "Keep an eye on Ms. Sullivan. I want a full report every hour on the hour understood?"

He hung up the phone as soon as he got the answer he required. He finally appreciated the wisdom of maintaining the security detail he hired for Chloe.

Lex got up from his chair. He no longer had a headache but he still needed a drink, this time to quench the desire that Chloe stirred in him. "Edible." he shook his head in disbelief.

Clark walked up the stairs to his loft hoping to get some much needed alone time. He was seriously regretting his decision to join the football team. The guys from the team were making his life hell, as if it was his fault that Dan was off the team.

He stopped in his tracks upon the seeing Chloe sitting on the couch, looking bored, wearing his football jersey and only his football jersey.

"Chloe…what's going on?" he looked at her apprehensively.

Chloe brightened considerably upon seeing him. She patted the couch invitingly.

Clark took off his backpack nervously and sat on the opposite side of the couch, as far away from her as possible.

"So, do you remember that conversation we had this morning about your priorities? Well, I've been thinking about my priorities, and I think they're a little screwed up. Who needs the Torch? Especially if you're not gonna be there." she declared resolutely as she moved closer to him.

"Right. But that still doesn't answer why you're only wearing... my football jersey." he eyed her with confusion.

Chloe moved even closer to him. "I want to make you my number one priority Clark. I want to be there for you. And help you relieve your stress." she put a hand to his chest and played with the top button of his shirt.

Clark stared at her with disbelief, "Help me how?" he asked hesitantly.

She smiled, slightly exasperated at his question. "You know." she tapped his shoulder and allowed her hand to run down his chest to his stomach.

Clark took her hand in his, effectively stopping her exploration, "Chloe. Are you okay?"

"I've never been better Clark." she chided smilingly as she moved to straddle his lap.

"Uh-" Clark looked at her uncomfortably, hoping that she would stop her movements.

"I'm devoted to you Clark." she whispered breathlessly as she lowered her lips stopping when his were mere inches away.

"Um Chlo-"

Chloe silenced him with a soft kiss on the mouth. She ran her hands through his hair and was about to kiss him deeply when an alarm went off. She pulled back and got off of Clark's lap. She walked over to where her jacket was and took out her cell. Chloe looked at Clark who was as still as a statue.

"I'm sorry Clark but I have to go. It's almost time for bed Mr. Quarterback." she sighed sadly.

Her words seemed to have finally penetrated Clark's consciousness.

"Are you sure you're okay Chloe?" he asked her uncertainly as he got up from the couch.

"Of course silly." she rolled her eyes at him. She started putting on her jacket when she saw Clark staring at her. "Oh, you probably need this right?" she looked at him expectantly.

Clark just nodded dumbly in response.

"Okay then." she dropped her jacket on the couch and took off his jersey. She handed him the clothing and gave him a curious look when he didn't take it from her.

Clark's jaw drop when she started to take off his jersey. He was telling himself to close his eyes and look away. But his body was not following his commands. He briefly wondered if his eyes would pop out at the sight of Chloe's body. She was only wearing a pair of purple underwear yet she didn't seem self-conscious at all.

Chloe smiled at his expression. "This isn't for you. I have to remember to buy blue ones. They're edible you know?" she informed him as she put on her jacket.

Clark looked away even though she was basically covered up.

"I'll see you at school tomorrow. Bright and early." she told him cheerfully as she walked down the stairs.

"What did she mean by edible?" he asked no one in particular. He shook his head to get the image of Chloe in her purple edible underwear out of his mind, found that he couldn't. He sat back down on the couch and took a deep breath. There was something wrong with Chloe. He just had to find out what it was.

TBC

AN2: So yeah Chloe is devoted to both of them, wonder what they'll do when they find out? Thanks for reading!