Author's Note: This section is rated M for a reason – if you don't like, don't read…simple!

Luthor Mansion, Smallville, Kansas

After Firestorm had explained to the hero pair who exactly they were up against and what his M.O usually entailed, they decided to return to their civilian guises, and basically wait for Multiplex's next move. With his ability to split himself into countless duplicates, it made him incredibly unpredictable and could strike anywhere at any time.

So, whilst Firestorm flies back to the crime scene in hopes of finding his class still there looking for him and Nightwing, having changed back into Clark as soon as the fiery hero left, returns to the Daily Planet to compare notes with Lois and Jimmy, Oliver visits Tess at Luthor's mansion after finding out that she'd returned there fearing that the super-criminal might be after her too. Seeing as she and himself were guests-of-honour at the event, and he'd already attacked the Mayor.

Walking through the open doors into her office, Ollie notices that she's not anywhere in the room, "Mercy?" He calls out, but revealing no answer, "Just came by to see if you're alright."

He looks one way towards the fireplace, and just as he looks to the other side of the room, Tess surprises him by giving him the impression that she's just appeared out of thin air before throwing him a bo-staff. Ollie looks at it, a little confused at what's about to conspire before he blocks Tess's attack with her own.

"As you can see, I'm perfectly fine," she then proceeds to hit him horizontally this time, trying to aim for his gut, but Ollie's just as quick, and manages to knock her attack away as he dodges out of the way of it.

They then continue to spar, Tess with her swipes and slashes in her endeavour to hit Ollie whilst he uses his training to block and evade her every attack. However, since they stop for a moment, their bo-staffs crossing over between them, Tess uses this opportunity to unleash a sneaky attack, hitting Ollie across the face with the other end.

He turns with the momentum of the hit, and wipes the blood away from his bottom lip with the back of his finger, licking the rest of it up with his tongue, a smirk on his face as he faces her again.

"You're getting sloppy, Mr Queen. You used to be better than this," She mocks, holding the bo-staff out in front of her readying herself for Ollie's counterattack.

"What happened to not being interested in revenge?" Ollie asks as he's the one who makes the next move, slashing down, but goes nowhere as Tess spins out of the way, swiping with hers, but again Ollie manages to dodge it.

"This is not revenge. This is just practice. Weak men like you make me stronger," she adds, continuing to attack Ollie, not letting up until she lures him out into the open so she can strike.

Unfortunately, Ollie's ready for such an assault, and manages to keep her strikes at bay. Circling around each other, both building up a little sweat now, Tess continues to push his buttons, "So you learn that Lionel kills your parents, and what do you do? You drink yourself onto the society page. For what? Like a month? How did Clark deal with all that?"

"Well, you know me better than most people, Tess, I like to keep myself busy, and as for Clark? We had our fights, our squabbles, but don't most people in a relationship?" He replies with another smirk, hinting with his eyebrows.

Tess takes this moment to laugh at him, "You still can't take anything seriously, can you? Just like our relationship," she huffs, attacking him again.

"You know how much you meant to me," Ollie replies sincerely, knocking away her strikes before their bo-staffs are once again locked into place in front of them, "Yeah, that became obviously clear when I caught you with a lowly waiter," Tess spits back as she goes for a low sweep, but Ollie manages to jump over it, "Or was he the host?"

"How many times do I have to apologize for that?"

"I didn't want an apology then, and I don't want one now!" She says as she strikes horizontally, which Ollie blocks, however Tess kicks out with her right foot contacting with his stomach, and sending him hard against the wall behind him. With one end of the staff pointing towards him, Tess responds with a breath, "All I wanted was an explanation. Is that too much to ask? What the hell were you so damned afraid of, huh?"

It takes a while for Ollie to enunciate the words, but when he does, there's a hint of remorse in them, something she never would've expected, what with their strenuous relationship and all since then.

"You…of what you were becoming. The woman you've become now is nothing like the one I fell in love with back on that island."

Tess backs off, throwing her bo-staff on the floor beside her, and smirks, "It's probably for the best. She was weak, pathetic even. Waiting for her knight in shining armour to come rescue her. The woman you see before you," She gestures to herself, "doesn't need nobody to protect her. Close the door on your way out," and with that, she's gone, leaving Ollie think about her words.

The Suicide Slums

With his two duploids following shortly behind him, their arms filled with bags of the jewellery they'd just robbed from Spiffany's, Multiplex walks through the waste-filled streets of the slums, passing by hookers and hobos who regularly vacate this part of town.

Climbing the short steps in order to enter the flats that appear so dilapidated, it looks like it could fall apart at any moment, making it the best place to hide from Firestorm, and those other two who assisted him. I have a feeling they're going to give me more trouble than their worth, he mulls over as he inserts the key to the apartment he's residing in whilst staying here.

Putting the bags he's holding onto the breakfast bar, he orders his duploids to do the same before absorbing them back into his body, feeling a slight tingling sensation every time he does so. He then pulls the hood from off his face to reveal the scars and burns he received from the explosion that had granted him his powers as he makes his way over to the small fridge, and takes out a beer.

Heading into the "living" area, he slumps onto the leather couch, and takes a swig of his beer, muttering to no-one in particular, "Looks to me like I've got my work cut out for me. It's a good thing I have plenty of friends to help me out."

He then takes the remote from the small, glass coffee table, and switches the T.V onto one of his favourite shows…CSI: Las Vegas

Kent Farm, Kansas

Having found only a small amount of info on Multiplex, AKA Danton Black, with the appreciated help from Lois and Jimmy, Clark's decided that that was enough investigating for now and call it a day.

So, with Jimmy offering a lift back to the Talon, it allows Clark the opportunity to super-speed back to home, and begin cooking dinner for himself and Ollie before said person gets back.

Reaching the front door to their home, Clark opens it expecting Oliver not to be back yet, but is pleasantly surprised when he finds the blonde standing over by the stove, cooking what his super-senses are telling him is pork chops with the vegetables simmering nicely beside them. Ollie's just full of surprises, Clark mulls as he shuts the door, and walks over to him.

Ollie had heard him come in, and utters a, "Hiya," before attending to the food, feeling Clark's arms wrap around his waist. "Dinner will be ready in about 5, 10 minutes. Could you sort the drinks out, please?" He asks before suddenly giving out a slight moan when Clark kisses one of his soft spots on his neck.

"Of course I can, babe," Clark utters before moaning mentally for having to let go of Ollie, just holding him in his arms makes him feel like the most happiest man on the planet.

"So, did you learn anything else about our unwelcome guest who has a thing for black spandex?" Ollie smirks as he prepares to set the dinner out as it's nicely cooked now.

"Nothing that Firestorm's already informed us about earlier. He was a pretty big deal in nuclear physics, working alongside Martin Stein in the designing of the Hudson Nuclear Facility, and it seemed like he had everything going for him. Unfortunately, like every villain we seem to come across, he felt like he wasn't getting his due credit so he turned to stealing."

With the dinner set, Ollie heads back into the kitchen to collect the cutlery before joining Clark at the table, extremely proud of himself that he's actually cooked something for himself and his boyfriend, instead of having staff to do it. "Oh? What did he steal?" He asks, taking a bite of his pork-chop which "melts" in his mouth it tastes so good.

"Lab equipment, but Martin Stein eventually caught him, and fired him on the spot. In retaliation, he tried to publicly accuse Stein of stealing ideas from him, but it fell on deaf ears. After that is when the incident occurs which gives him and Firestorm their abilities." Clark informs, also tucking into the meat which he thinks tastes utterly divine. "This is really good by the way."

"Thanks, just wanted to do something special for you for, you know, saving my ass back there," he smiles, feeling Clark's palm caressing his right cheek before he's leaning forward, claiming his lips with a soft kiss, but one that's filled with love and care.

At the touch of Clark's lips against his, Ollie winces just a little at the contact it has on his split lip, and he hisses, Clark pulling back and noticing it for the first time.

"What happened to your lip?" He asks with evident concern, thumb rubbing gently over it before giving it another kiss as though it might make it better or something.

Ollie smiles, finding Clark's concern over such a tiny wound just too beautiful, "It's nothing, Clark. When I checked on Tess earlier, to see if she was okay after what happened, I knew it was a bad idea. Was lead straight into a sparring session with her, which to be honest caught me off guard a little, hence the tiny wound on my lip, but it's no big deal. Really," he adds at the end for recognition for Clark's concern, hoping to Christ that he doesn't super-speed it over to the mansion and give Tess a piece of his mind.

"Okay," Clark replies simply as a cheeky smile emerges on his handsome features, "and I wasn't going to give her a piece of my mind, if you were wondering," he adds, as though he can read his mind, but Ollie boils it down to Clark knowing him so well.

"Come on, I've got another surprise to show you. One that requires us to be in the bedroom," the blond billionaire adds seductively, pulling Clark away from the table and towards the stairs, but he's stopped.

"I like the sound of that. You head on up while I just clean up the dishes. I'll only be a second."

"I know you will," Ollie smiles, leaning down to peck a kiss on Clark's lips before he's heading up the staircase, still smiling when he hears the "whush" of Clark's super-speed in action, and the clattering of dishes being picked up, washed, dried and put away.

As he's about to enter the room, he feels Clark's hand upon his hips, and is immediately lead towards the bed, but Ollie has other plans. Using the momentum to his advantage, he whirls Clark around so that he ends up sitting on the bed before shaking a finger in his direction.

"Tut, tut. We'll get to that later," he whispers into his ear before he's backing away, sauntering over to the stereo and pushes the button to turn it on, "First…your surprise," he adds as a particular song comes on, one Ollie's chosen aptly for what he's about to do.

He backs up, giving himself some room to move, and when the beat gets going, starts to sway his hips provocatively, causing Clark to hint his anticipation with his eyebrows for what's in store for him. It also causes him to feel a little "hot" under the collar, and tight in the trouser area. Is he doing what I think he's doing? He asks himself as Ollie, still twirling his hips, starts to unbutton his shirt, revealing to Clark that toned chest and those abdominals he loves so much, amongst other things, of course.

He then proceeds to swing the t-shirt over his head before throwing it at Clark, it landing over his head, and Clark takes it off with a smile, a small laugh escaping from those soft, rosy lips, causing Ollie to laugh also.

"Liking your surprise?" He asks, but Clark doesn't need to answer as Ollie can tell by the flushed, smiley look on his face and the growing tent in his trousers that he's enjoying every second of it, "Good, because I haven't reached the best part yet."

By now the song develops into a more upbeat rhythm, causing Ollie to dance a little faster, Clark's super-vision able to pick up the sweat drops that are beginning to for, giving his lover's skin a glossier look. This is when he also notices that Ollie's unbuttoning his jeans, pulling the zip down oh-so-slowly in the process. The sound of it unzipping makes Clark moan, his cock jerking with excitement which Ollie smirks at as he pulls down the offensive clothing that's hiding the surprise Clark's patiently waiting for.

Clark stays at it with wide hazel eyes and his mouth slightly agape. I don't believe it! His inner voice speaks with absolute astonishment, Clark not able to speak or even form words as Ollie throws his trousers somewhere in the room.

Still dancing to the music, but a lot calmer now, Ollie's wearing nothing, but the sparkly green thong Clark had bought him as a joke for his birthday, and leaves little to the imagination. It makes him even more of an Adonis than he already is, making Clark's cock ache within the confines of his jeans at such a sight.

Ollie continues to sway his hips, turning slowly a couple of times so Clark can see those perfect orbs bouncing, the thin string nestled between them, and he knew he won't be able to hold on much longer.

As if by reading his mind, Ollie turns back to face him, and walks slowly towards him, the pouch trying its best to keep his impressive manhood inside as he kneels down on both knees between Clark's legs. He reaches up and begins unbuttoning Clark's shirt, leaning up to kiss him on the lips while he does so. When all the buttons are undone, he pulls it off and throws it in whatever direction before he's undoing the buttons on Clark's jeans, mouth practically watering at the tent there.

"It seems to me that that little dance's got you all excited," he softly replies, tugging the trousers down Clark's muscled legs before, they too, are thrown somewhere across the room, "Let me ease some of the tension." With his fingers hooking around the waistband of Clark's boxers, Ollie tugs them down slowly, smiling when Clark's erection pops out, standing to attention all, and his heart warms at the fact that he's the cause of it.

With the boxers now added to the other forgotten items of clothing, Ollie holds onto Clark's hips and, without so much as a warning, licks it from base to tip, his tongue lingering on the tip to gather up the pre-cum already that's sipping from it. This causes Clark to moan appreciatively, both hands behind him for support.

"Oh god…Ollie, don't think I'm gonna last," he gasps, emitting another as Ollie slips his cock into his mouth, licking around the helmet before engulfing the entire length in one go. Clark can't hack it anymore, and lies back onto the bed; his hands tightly gripping the blanket as Ollie's mouth proceeds in sliding up and down his length, Clark swearing that he's about to explode any minute…literally.

Ollie can feel it pulse inside his mouth, the tip touching the back of his throat, but he doesn't falter, doesn't stop. This is all for Clark, for saving his life from a slow, agonizing death, and he's not stopping until he's fully satisfied.

"Uh…huh…Oliver, I'm gonna…gonna cum," Clark warns, but this only seems to spur Ollie on, bobbing up and down a little quicker, feeling it build up inside his mouth until a few seconds pass, and Clark's hot, slightly salty essence's shooting down his throat. Ollie endeavours to drink every last drop, but like most times, some of it escapes and drips down his chin.

Before he can do anything about it, Clark's already there, his tongue lapping it up before he captures Ollie's lips with his own, tasting himself and Ollie at the same time, and finding quite delightful. The kiss, passionate and filled with love, lasts for a minute or so, as they both knew that Ollie can only hold his breath for a minute or two whereas Clark can hold his for much longer thanks to his powers, before they break apart, a smile on both their lips.

"Make love to me Ollie," Clark blurts out, not giving Oliver chance to say anything, which stumps him somewhat as it's mostly Clark who's the top simply because his other half loves to feel his strength when he's making love to him.

"Oh? Are you sure because I don't mind being the -," but he's interrupted by the clashing of Clark's lips against his once again before he breaks away, "I'm totally sure, Ollie. And besides, I want to feel you inside me. It's been a while since you've topped, and I kind of miss the contact. I mean, I know it's preferably the same when I top, but I find it incredibly hot when you're the one dominating me." Clark says with a blush, causing Ollie to kiss him again, however short.

"Well, when you say it like that, how can I refuse?"

As Clark crawls backwards until his head reaches the pillows, Ollie moves in pursuit, flush on top of him, taking a moment to lick and suckle Clark's dark nipples until they're fully erect before reaching for the lube in one of the beside tables. As Ollie kneels over him, Clark can't help, but beam at the fact that Ollie's still wearing the thong. "Here, these need to come off," he utters, tugging them down his thighs and throwing them aside once they're off.

Squirting some of the lube into his palm, Ollie puts the lube back on the table before rubbing his palms together, one hand to knead Clark's pucker and the other to lather his cock for a slightly more comfortable entry.

Once Clark's properly prepared and ready for him, Ollie eases his cock inside slowly so Clark can adjust, as it's been a while, and as soon as he's filled to the hilt, he's begging Ollie to move. One of the gratifications of being invulnerable is the fact that, whilst human males feel the pain before the pleasure, Clark feels just the pleasure, and he's soon moaning once Ollie starts to pick up the pace.

Clark's legs wrap themselves around Ollie's waist to make it easier for him to hit his pleasure spot, an act that makes Clark see stars before his eyes and moaning out his name as well as several other words that Ollie can't quite catch because he's too busy mesmerised by Clark's facial features.

They both can feel it. Both can feel each other's heartbeats, Clark hearing them, as they near the climax. With Ollie sweating like crazy, he reaches down in between them and begins to stroke Clark in near enough the same rhythm, both of them babbling their love to each other whilst trying to keep up the momentum.

Clark's the first to release his seed; spurting into Ollie's hand and onto own stomach, gasping out a breath he doesn't know he's holding, and feeling Clark's insides constrict against his cock, Ollie follows suit shortly afterwards. He stays inside him, the white hot liquid surging inside Clark until he's utterly spent.

He collapses upon Clark, their hearts beating a million times a second, breathing against each other and, just as Ollie's about to pull out, Clark stops him, "Stay in me, just a little while longer. I don't want to lose the connection yet."

Ollie smiles down at him, loving that fact about Clark being such a hopeless romantic, "Okay, I'm going anywhere and besides, it's gonna take more than that to break our connection."

They both lean forward, and embark in a lingering kiss which they both wish they could do for all eternity. However, like most things, it must come to an end, and when it does, they manoeuvre themselves so that they're in each other's embraces.

Before sleep takes over, Clark has to utter, "That was amazing…I should save you more often," and Ollie's laugh is the last thing he hears before darkness falls over the both of them.

Author's Note 2: Sorry for the long wait, but with my other projects and for the fact that I had writer's block for this chapter, I'm proud to announce that I'm back on track and should have the next chapter up very soon.

Hope you're still enjoying my AU Smallville series as they'll be more surprises in store for y'all like special guest appearances that we wished could have made it into the show, but couldn't because of budgetary purposes.

Anywho, chow for now. ;-)