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Chapter 7

"It's a doll, Clark, the concept should not be that far out of your grasp."

When Lois and Lana didn't bother to stifle their giggles, Clark gave both girls a deadpanned look. "It's not. I just don't get it. Isn't this more of a health project?"

"It is when we're being instilled with the evils of sex." Chloe explained as she turned the dial of her locker. Before opening it she checked her phone, as she'd been doing every two minutes since she woke up.

"Exactly." Lois picked up the thought. "But when we're learning about the human animal and our capacity to deal with tough situations-"

"Such as parenting." Chloe put in.

"Then it's a psychology project." Lois finished.

Looking down at the doll in his hands, Clark figured that made since and vaguely wished he'd been paying attention in class. That way he would have avoided the whole Chloe and Lois talking to him like he was a flaming idiot. "Well, I still have to get to my locker." And leave before the girls decided to pick him apart over something else. "See you guys at lunch."

"What I don't understand is how I got stuck with him?" Lois complained, shooting an annoyed look at Clark's retreating back.

"You live together, should make things easy." Chloe made a restless movement with her shoulders, but it did nothing to ease the discomfort she felt. "Though I do find your bitter ex scenario very funny."

Lana laughed. "Yeah, that is funny. But you still made out better than I did, I got stuck with Mark Callow."

"Is that the weird guy who sits behind Chloe and sniffs her hair?" Lois frowned, when Lana nodded. "That is unfortunate. What's your scenario, Chlo?"

"Uh," Chloe could hardly think past the discomfort that was slowly giving way to pain. "Davis and I have a baby. Two."

"Speaking of the man's who's usually attached to your face." Lois glanced around the hallway. "Where is Davis?"

The pain seemed to be radiating all the way to the ends of her hair. She felt like everything inside of her was shifting and twisting. "He went to Metropolis with Lex yesterday. Got back late." God, how many hours had passed since he left. He'd been there in her dreams, of course he'd been there. But it wasn't the same, no where near the same as being able to really touch him, kiss him. He's been gone forever.

"Oh, come on, cuz. It hasn't even been twenty-four hours."

Not aware that she'd even said anything, Chloe gave her cousin a confused look. "What? Never mind. I have to get out of here. I have to..." Get to Davis. She needed Davis.

"Hey, Chlo?" Lois' voice was full of concern. "You okay?"

Not with this pain, this unbearable pain. How could anyone be okay with this....the pain it was...substantial. Like a living thing and she thought she'd willingly tear open her own skin to get it out. "I can't.."

"Chloe?" Lois grabbed her arm when the younger girl stated to walk away. "What's wrong? Where are you going?"

"I have to...Davis. I need him." Want. Need. Take. "Let me go to him. Please."

Lois stood firm despite the killer glare her cousin sent her. "No. I don't understand what's going on. You can't be like this over some guy. And I'm not letting you go anywhere until you tell me what's going on."

"Lois," Chloe spoke slowly. "I don't want to hurt you."

"Come on, Chloe. Do you really think-" Lois' words were forced back down her throat when Chloe slammed her against the bank of lockers.

"Chloe!" Lana jumped away from the two girls.

"I said I didn't want to hurt you." Chloe's voice was full of sincerity, but her fingers tightened painfully on her cousin's arms. "But don't try to keep me from him again." With that she shoved Lois aside and practically ran down the hall.

When Davis felt Chloe enter the manor, he went down to meet her in the foyer. She was hurting, suffering. He'd do anything to take it from her.

"Davis." Chloe was near tears when she said his name. Davis, I need you.

"Chloe," Davis spoke her name softly as he pulled her into his arms. "I'm right here, baby. It's okay."

And it was. The moment she was in his arms, everything was okay. Moments ago, she'd thought she'd die from the pain, thought it would rip it's way out of her body and bare teeth. But now, she could almost believe it never happened. With a sob of relief, she all but collapsed against him.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Chloe pressed her cheek against his chest, her hands slipping under his t-shirt so she could actually feel the warmth of his skin. "Nothing now."

"You were hurting." He pressed.

"I was. I was wanting you, needing you. And it just started to hurt." Now she felt she couldn't get close enough to him. "I never felt anything like it. I wanted to die." Wanted you more. Need you more.

Pulling back, he could see the way her eyes darkened with desire. "Chloe...we decided...you said..."

"Forget about what I said." Sliding one hand from under his shirt, she placed it on his cheek. Bringing his face towards hers, she lifted onto the tips of her toes so her mouth could brush against his. "I need you, Davis. Please." With that she closed her mouth over his, fingers going to the back of his neck to keep him from pulling away.

I need you, she kept repeating the words inside his head. Davis knew what she wanted-needed-and it was all he could do to keep from shoving her down on the stairs and burying himself inside her.

Chloe moaned as his fantasy played through her mind. "Yes. Now." Her hands went directly to his belt, only for Davis to grab her wrist.

The eyes that glared up at him flashed a violent blue.

Davis' own eyes flashed as well. If they did what she wanted they ran the risk of getting caught by Lex or someone on staff. And he was likely to kill anyone who dared look at her. "Upstairs."

Lex heard the commotion outside his office a split second before Lois came barging in. Just behind her was a sheepish Lana and a perplexed Clark. Standing, he waved his frazzled secretary away.

"What the hell did that bastard brother of yours do to my cousin?" Lois demanded hotly. She was sick to death of the weird shit that went on in Smallville. And she was well passed sick of her cousin being hurt by them.

"I'm not entirely sure what you mean." The lie slid smoothly through Lex's lips. He feared his brother had gone to extreme lengths to win the girl of his dreams. But Davis was still his brother and he'd promise to always look out for him.

"Like hell."

"Lois-"

"Shut up, Clark." She snapped impatiently. "Now something is happening to Chloe and it started happening the night of your party."

"The night of my party, Chloe was drunk." Lex had a brief fantasy of strangling his brother. "Maybe her behavior is just a result of her own embarrassment."

"You think her being obsessed with your brother today, has something to do with her getting plastered at your party weeks ago." Lois didn't bother to hide her disgust. "How fucking stupid do you think I am?"

"Come on, Lois-"

"You shut up, too, Lana. I'm sick of this. You all are so full of shit. How could you not have noticed how weird she's been lately." Lois recalled the pain, both physical and emotional, in her cousin's eyes. "The only time she ever exists to you people is when you want something. No matter the danger she might find herself in." She shot a pointed look at Lex. "Now, I looked in her eyes today and whatever she's in, she's in it deep. You all could at least pretend to give a damn."

Laid across Davis' ridiculously large bed, Chloe wondered how she'd gone so long without knowing the kind of pleasure her body was capable of feeling. He was everywhere she needed, wanted, him to be. There was nothing she could do about the violent trembling that wracked her body, she tried to hold on, to center herself by gripping the bedsheets. But as long as he was touching her nothing seemed to help. She begged, but couldn't even say what it was she was begging for.

"God, baby, you taste so good." Davis couldn't get enough of her. The back of her knee was so soft, so sweet, that he just had to sink his teeth into the skin there. He loved the way she trembled when he ran his tongue over the inside of her elbow. Her taste seemed strongest just at the curve of her breast and he couldn't stop himself from marking her there. Or at the curve of her shoulder. Or just behind her ear. And the sensitive skin over her hip was just begging to be tasted, marked.

As he closed his mouth over the pulse at her neck, he was well aware of the fact that he was perilously close to sending her home looking as though she'd been attacked by leeches. But it seemed completely out of his control. He couldn't help but wonder whose needs were guiding him: Chloe's or his own. "I can't get enough of it."

Don't stop, so far gone was she, Chloe couldn't take in enough air to speak. Please don't ever stop touching me. Mentally she guided him to where she needed him to be. Amazingly, embarrassingly, each time he sucked her skin into his mouth an orgasm whipped violently through her system. Of all she'd seen, of all she'd experienced, nothing in her life compared to what he was doing to her now. Inside me. I need you inside me, now.

Davis heard her command and though every instinct in his body told him to give her what she wanted, there was a spot-just between her thigh and the lovely curve of her ass that he had yet to explore. Pulling away from her, he gave her a quick grin before flipping her over onto her stomach.

"Wha-"

"Shh," Davis whispered against her ear. I haven't finished tasting you. His mouth trailed lazily down her back, even as his hands slid silkily from her hip to her knee. Slowly he raised her leg until it was practically resting under her arm. The insides of her thighs glistened with her juices. This may take me a while.

"After you," Lex replied dryly when Lois pushed him aside to march into the mansion.

"I don't have time for pleasantries." After seeing Chloe's car out front all Lois wanted was to get her cousin and go. "She must have came here straight from school this morning." And if she hadn't listened to Lana and Clark, Lois would have come after her. But no, she wasted well over six hours driving to Metropolis and back. "Chloe!"

"As effective as I'm sure that wasn't," Lex started for his office. "We have a less straining way of communicating around here." Picking up his phone Lex dialed the extension to Davis' room. "In case you haven't noticed Ms. Lane, it's a big house."

Saying nothing, Lois watched as Lex continued to hold the phone to his ear. It was obvious no one was picking up.

Remaining outwardly calm, Lex ended the call and tried the line to the gym instead. When there was no answer there, he called down to the kitchen. Davis was always in one of three places. "Is my brother there? Thank-you."

"Maybe they went out." Lana suggested.

Lex nodded. Chloe's car was the only one parked out front. Odds were good that his brother had taken Chloe out. But the answer he received from the garage didn't make him feel any better.

"You look a little strained, Mr. Luther. Is this place so big that you can actually lose two people?" Lois demanded.

"Let's just head up there, shall we." Lex responded tightly as he replaced the receiver.

"I don't want to over-step." Lana began cautiously. Lois looked ready to spit nails. "But maybe Chloe was right. Maybe what's going on between her and Davis is none of our business."

"Okay, where the hell were you earlier when Chloe morphed into a psycho?" Lois whirled on Lana. "Did you tune out when she threatened to hurt me."

"Normally" Clark stepped in when Lana shrank under Lois' glare. "I'd agree that maybe something happened to her. But you could be over-reacting a little." The way Lois acted sometimes, one would think Chloe was some shrinking violet who needed to be taken care of. "This is not the way Chloe acts when.... somethings been done to her."

"Oh, that's right." Lois turned her glare to the tall farm boy. "If Chloe was on some kind of behavioral drug, she'd be coming after you right?"

Well, Clark gave a mental shrug, yeah. But, "That's not what I meant. Exactly. I've been thinking about this." Lately it seemed like he couldn't think of anything else. And once he rejected the idea of the meteor rock being involved, he'd come to another conclusion. "I think...it's possible Chloe's doing this to make me jealous."

"Oh sweet Jesus." It was too much, it was really too much for her to take at the moment. "Which way is Davis' room?" Lois asked Lex, it was best to get her cousin and go. Any longer and she was going to start swinging.

"This way." Lex grabbed his master key, before leading the way up the stairs. Though the closer they got to Davis' room it became apparent that he no longer needed to show them the way. Chloe's cries told them exactly where they needed to go. By the time they reached the hall of Davis' rooms, Chloe released an ear-piercing scream before going completely silent.

It was all Clark could do to keep from jumping into super speed. But it seemed, despite logic, Lois would have still beat him to the door. Even then, he shoved her out of the way, gripping the knob, and fully prepared to knock the door down.

"Clark!" Lana's voice called out in admonishment. "You can't just barge in there."

Dumbfounded, Clark stared at her a moment. Like hell he couldn't. "You don't know what he's doing to her in there."

"Actually, Clark, I think we all have a pretty good idea of what he's doing to her in there. And I don't think it has anything to do with making you jealous." Lex couldn't have kept the smirk from his face even if he wanted to. But he realized his mistake too late. Before he could utter another word, or point out that he had a key, Clark's shoulder connected with the door. Knocking it completely off it's hinges.

On the bed, Davis lay on top of Chloe. His hands holding her wrists locked above her head. Clark was surprised his head didn't actually explode "Get off her." He charged across the room, prepared to send Davis flying. Only to find himself on the floor sprawled out on his back.

"What the fuck do you all think you're doing?" Davis demanded, turning his body to shield Chloe from the other men in the room.

"Chloe, get your clothes on." Lois started for the bed only to be pulled up short by Lex. "We're going home."

She's scared for me. Chloe told Davis silently. I really hurt her earlier.

It's okay. Davis assured her. Go ahead. I'll see you tonight.

Placing a hand on his cheek, Chloe turned his face to hers, and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. Gathering up a sheet, she wrapped it tight around her body. Instead of collecting her own clothes from the floor, she went to Davis' dresser. Pulling a pair of sweats and a T-shirt out of the drawer before heading to the bathroom.

"When I find out what you did to her, I'm going to destroy you." Lois vowed to Davis.

"I didn't do anything to her." Not having a modest bone in his body, Davis tossed aside the quilt. Naked as the day he was born, he pulled on the jeans he'd left beside the bed.

"I don't believe you." Clark rubbed a hand over his throat. "Chloe doesn't know you. There's no way she'd have done...that," He gestured to the bed in disgust. "Without being manipulated somehow." And there was no way Davis would have been able to shove him like he had, unless he was infected with the meteor rocks.

"If that's what you need to help you sleep at night..." Davis' easy manner changed. His eyes changing slowly to a heated blue. "But if you ever barge into my room like that again, it'll be the last thing you'll ever do." When he turned to Lois, his eyes were once again a melting brown. Everything about his demeanor was kind and inviting. "I know what you mean to her. And I know that she's really sorry about what happened earlier. But you should know, I love her. I'd never do anything to hurt her."

Lois frowned. This was not at all what she expected from him. Luthors were hardly the explaining themselves type. Before she could respond, Chloe walked back into the room. "Be at The Talon after school tomorrow." Lois addressed everyone as she reached out to grab her cousin's hand. "This stops now. And I swear to God we will figure out what's going on if it kills someone."

"I really like the way you look in my clothes, beautiful." Davis' grin spread slowly as his eyes followed Chloe across the room.

And I really like the way you look out of them. Chloe returned his grin. I'll be seeing you. She hesitated before going with Lois. She wanted to kiss him before she left, actually she wanted to do more than kiss him. I want to feel you inside me again.

"Okay, it's definitely time to go." Lois grabbed her cousin's arm.

Shit. "Did I just say that last part out loud."

Davis grinned. "Yeah, you did."

"I should-" Embarrassed she gestured towards the door. Later.

Davis gave a nod of acknowledgment. When Chloe, Lois, Clark, and Lana were well out of earshot, he turned to glare at his brother. "Don't you ever look at her like that again."

Lex's face remained passive. He'd have to be dead not to appreciate the way Chloe looked in that sheet; hair mused, with that freshly fucked glow to her skin. Why couldn't he ever be the recipient of one of Chloe's drug induced lust fest? Unlike Clark, he'd have taken full advantage. And unlike his brother, he'd wouldn't have let her leave this room. "Sorry."

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't break your neck for bringing them up here."

"She's a child, Davis." Though the reaction he just had to her more than proved the he would never see Chloe as a child. "And we both know you're something...else. What did you do to her?" There was no judgement or harshness in Lex's words, just the simple honesty that was always between them.

"Nothing." Davis all but growled, glaring at his brother in a way he'd never had before. "Now get the fuck out of my room."

"You know this isn't right, Chloe." Lois tried to remain calm as she spoke to her cousin. "And yet you came over here and had sex with a man you hardly know."

Exhaustion was creeping up slowly on Chloe. She just didn't have it in her to fight with Lois. "I know enough. I know I'm his." And he's mine.

"Chloe do you even hear yourself?" Clark stepped in before Lois could. "He's done something to you. And you're just letting it slide."

"I'm not letting anything slide. This is right. Why can't you all-"

Chloe's body didn't sway, but literally dropped. Somehow Lois managed to catch her before she hit the ground. "Chloe? Chlo?"

"What happened?" Clark tried to pull his friend into his arms, but Lois held tightly to the other girl. "Is she okay."

"Yeah," Lois began slowly. "I-I think she's asleep."

"Okay," Lana's voice was full of concern. "Now I'm scared."

Lois started to reply, but changed her mind. "Can you carry her to the car, please, Smallville." She needed to get her cousin the hell away from these people.

When Davis felt Chloe straddle his back, he smiled sleepily. "Gonna give me a rub-down, beautiful?"

Leaning over him, Chloe placed her mouth against his ear. "I thought I just did that." When he laughed, she uncapped the black marker in her hand. "You seemed to get a real kick out of flashing Lois and Lana earlier."

Not at all fooled by her casual tone, Davis continued to smile. "Jealous?"

Jealous? "No." Pissed? Yes, definitely pissed. "But there's something I need to do, in case you want to go and get naked in front of anyone else who isn't me."

"Yeah? What's that?"

"Hold still." Leaning over him, Chloe moved the marker over his shoulder. "Don't move." She chastised when he tried to look over his shoulder. "You'll mess it up."

"What are you writing?" Davis asked suspiciously. Admittedly, he found her hint of possessiveness really hot.

Replacing the cap on the marker, Chloe admired her handiwork with a smile. "Nothing now."

"You know," Davis rolled over so he could look at her. "No one will be able to see that on my back."

"You're right." As if it was totally reasonable, Chloe started a new design on his chest. "Are we going to be naked in all your dreams now?"

"It's not a bad thing to be. I just wish it wasn't always my dream. I wish that thing would just go away." He started to turn towards the window, where he knew the monster would be standing.

"Don't look," Cupping his cheek in her hand, Chloe turned his face so he was looking at her and not out the window. "It can't come in here. It can't get you."

Soothed by her absolute certainty, Davis lay content with the feel of her body straddling his. Unfortunately a question kept nagging at him.

"Yes." Chloe answered as she leaned down to place teasing kisses on his lips. "I think the earth literally moved. I didn't know it could be that way. The first time-"

"I don't want to hear about that." Davis cut her off sharply.

"You should, but I'll wait until you're not still stewing over Clark and Lex nearly seeing me naked."

Davis sat up abruptly, fisting her hair in his hand. "I don't want another man to ever see you like that." He didn't want another man to even look at her, period.

"The second bit you're just gonna have to learn to deal with." Chloe smiled as she ran her hands soothingly over the back of his head. His possessiveness didn't bother her, not when she knew she could soothe him so easily. "But I promise, no other man will ever see me the way you do. No one."

"Mine." He rested his brow against hers. "Say it. Promise me."

"Yours." Chloe whispered against his lips. "Only yours."