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AN: I want to keep Davis, well Davis, but at the same time make him very much a Luthor. Keeping that balance was more work than I thought it would be. And I hope I kept Lex in character as well. I just wanted these two to have a good relationship and make it believably in character. Tell me what you think. Sorry the update took so long, it just took me longer than I thought to work this relationship out.

Chapter 6

"Lex," Davis stopped at the sight of his brother coming down the main staircase of the manor. "I thought you'd be at work by now."

"And I thought you'd be at school." A decision Lex still didn't understand, Davis didn't need to be in school. And he firmly believed no one should endure high school when they didn't have to.

"Yeah, I was going to take a shower and head out." He was hoping to move up to his rooms without further questioning, but he had no such luck.

"You're just now getting home. Davis, you didn't..."

"Look at me, do I look like something bad happened to me."

Lex shook his head. "No." His eyes traveled over his brother's appearance, there was an ugly tear in his shirt, but it was no way near the condition he'd found Davis in at different points in their life. "You actually look like you passed out at a friend's place." When his brother continued to up the stairs, Lex stopped him again. "Where were you? You went out with Chloe last night didn't you."

"I did."

"You stayed with Chloe last night, didn't you." Knowing that Gabe was out of town, Lex didn't think he liked knowing his brother stayed the night alone with Chloe.

"On the couch." Initially he was going to leave it at that, but he never lied to his brother before. Not even a lie by omission. "And before you say anything, Chloe slept on the couch with me but her cousin was there. At least I can only assume she was, she was in the shower with Chloe this morning."

Whatever point Lex was going to make evaporated at this comment. "They shower together?"

"No. Chloe was in the shower and I guess Lois was in there with her. The bathroom, not the actual shower."

"I think I liked my version of events better, but that's still a nice thought. They're strangely close aren't they." And because of his little side trip, Davis started away again. "Not so fast, little brother. Look, I know you like Chloe..."

Seeing where his brother was headed, Davis shook his head. "Don't ask me that, Lex. Don't ask me to stay away from her."

"It's not a good time for this, Davis. She's just coming off this whole mess with Dad. We're trying to figure out how to help you."

"I know. And I understand, Lex, I really do. But, Chloe..." Davis tried to search for the words, wanting to push through the emotion so that he could relate to his brother logically. "You once said that good things don't happen to Luthors, that they run screaming from us. You said a family like ours doesn't deserve good things. I want to deserve her, Lex."

"Davis," Reaching out, Lex placed his hand on his brother's shoulder. "I don't think this could end well. And I know what it's like to want something good. But you're my brother, I don't want to see you get hurt."

Davis knew the truth of that statement. Lex had been looking out for him since he was a kid, most especially from their father. But for this, from this, he didn't think he needed his brother's help. "I love her, Lex."

Lex was going to say how Davis hardly knew Chloe. But Davis was, as he'd always had been, a very emotional person. He felt very strongly. So he understood that when his brother said he loved Chloe, odds were it was probably true.

"And I think she could love me, too. Please, Lex. I need Chloe."

"Alright." Lex gave his brother's shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "I just really hope you know what you're doing." Because odds were good, that this would not go easily.

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Clark could remember the first time he saw Chloe and Davis together. Coming up the hall, heading towards the Torch office feeling pretty good and puffed up after football practice when he heard it. No, not it. Her. Chloe. Sounding as if she was experiencing the most exquisite sensation ever. He couldn't remember hearing anyone moan that way. Low and deep and long. It stopped him dead in his tracks.

He thought of kissing Lana, thought of how she never moaned that way. Lana sighed. Which was fine. Really. It was cute-no, sexy. Even if she sounded kind of bored. But just that one time. But Clark really did love the soft little....Chloe moaned again and he lost his train of thought.

It was just that he was curious. It's not like he had to see. Besides, the last thing he wanted to do was walk in and embarrass them all. It was nothing. Just one quick glance over his shoulder to make sure no one was coming. A little concentration and the wall might as well not have existed.

Chloe was propped up on her desk, Davis Bloome was standing intimately between her thighs. One hand was fisted in his shirt, the other clutching at the back of his neck. When she moaned again, Clark saw her fingers tightened, nails digging in just a bit into Davis' neck like she had to hold on. Clark's body reacted instantly.

Part of him wondered if she ever, maybe, hurt Davis a little. No too much. Davis was only human after all. Chloe probably took care not to hurt him.

Clark had seen Davis around school, mostly walking around with that cocksure Luthor self-importance. The only class he ever saw him in was psychology and Clark figured that was only because Chloe was in it. Clark didn't like him, there was just something about Davis that rubbed him the wrong way. It was beyond him what Chloe could want with a guy like that.

"What do you want, baby?" Davis whispered seductively into Chloe's ear. "Tell me."

"You." Chloe answered breathlessly. "I want you."

"Where? Where do you want me?"

Clark frowned. What the hell kind of question was that?

"Inside me. I want you inside me."

Oh, Clark scowled. He could practically hear that annoyingly smug smirk in Davis' voice.

"Do you want me now, baby?"

"Yes. Please." Her hands went to his belt. "Now, Davis."

"You do remember that we're in school, right." But the laugh in Davis' voice was proof positive that he could give a damn about where they were.

Chloe's head tilted to the side, allowing him easy access to her neck. "And."

Clark didn't like this one bit. The Chloe he knew would not be willing to have sex in a public place completely unconcerned with the prospect of being caught. The Chloe he knew wouldn't be begging some self-involved jackass like Davis Bloome to touch her. At least an inhibited Chloe wouldn't. He didn't know who this Chloe was.

"My Chloe." Davis mumbled against her throat. "Mine."

"Clark?"

His cheeks flamed, from anger or embarrassment he couldn't be sure, when he turned to see Lois and Lana staring at him like he grew a second head.

"What the hell are you doing, Smallville?"

"Uh, well, I was..um...on my way into-" Clark's rambling was cut off by Chloe. This time it started as a moan and ended in something of a sigh. And it was beyond hot.

"Ah," Lana nodded in understanding. A hint of mischief lighting her usually serene eyes. "Gotcha."

"They've been going at wherever they can since Uncle Gabe got back."

"Which reminds me, if anyone sees them heading towards my apartment please stop them." Lana's face turned down in a frown. Chloe said nothing happened, but she didn't want to take any chances.

"Clark you're looking like you've never seen a girl get felt up before. Just," With her back still to the door, Lois banged her fist against the wood. "And then give them a few moments to make themselves decent. But since we're all here, I want to take this time to say I don't like this. I really don't like this. And I may kill him."

"I don't know." Lana smiled. "He really gets Chloe, it's nice to see. I think they're kind of sweet together."

Lois frowned at the younger girl. "You would."

"Hey," Clark protested only to receive a dirty look from Lois.

"Shut up. And for the record, I like him, too. I just...don't like this." Her cousin finally moving on from Clark was great as far as Lois was concerned. But something about the situation, something about the way Chloe and Davis had to be together, it just didn't sit well with her. Lois noticed that Clark opened his mouth to say something. "I really don't care what you think. Let's just go in."

Clark closed his mouth and followed the girls inside. Davis and Chloe hadn't shifted their positions, if anything they seemed to have gotten closer. And Clark thought he didn't like this anymore that Lois did.