Disclaimer: I don't own anything related with or to 'Smallville' like characters etc. I am just a fan of the show, well the early seasons and actors are good at their job.

Summary: "If you aren't an angel made of light or demon consumed by darkness... Wait. Don't tell me, I can guess."

Pairing:

Clark/Lex

Ps/M note: This will be slightly AU with bits of canon from S5-ep.12 and will have a bit of ooc-ness. I want to add a slightly more realistic take on this, so yes here's me attempting it.

I haven't updated in a long time, my bad but I'll get back to this eventually. In the meantime bear with me.

Clark smiles all confidently as Lex mentally questions if Clark bumped into a post or something because this farmboy actually has the balls to pin him against the barn door.

This is very strange. He doesn't like it but it's not important because he's getting a little turned on and he was trying to avoid this at all costs.

"Give me a moment-" He doesn't wait for a response as he walks towards to the right and, hunches over then proceeds to vomit into the snow.

This is unbecoming but most importantly, a mood kill.

Well unless Clark has emetophilia.

In which case he isn't going to kink shame but he would be surprised.

After a couple of seconds that feel like minutes he kicks some snow onto his puke not really sure if it's going to help any but he doesn't want to just leave it like that.

He's a billionaire, he thinks he should possess a little more dignity but he is unwilling to face Clark just yet.

After a couple of breaths he straighteneds his clothes and stands a little straight.

Mentally convincing himself that he doesn't have much pride to save anymore and that he should instead focus on preventing from getting himself stuck in a bitch-ass mood.

"I'm going home. Honestly, I'm not all that sure what it is that I'm supposed to be doing here..I just...I felt like shit."

Lex wonders why he doesn't shut up because he's talking too much but hey, they've been friends for years.

Now though..he isn't so sure and he feels...kind of sad.

Goddamnit.

"I'm sorry to hear that but you're here now. I can try my best to take your mind off that.. I'm your friend."

Clark smiles slightly and places a hand on his shoulder but withdraws it after a moment then hands him a toothbrush.

The toothpaste is minty and he's thankful that Clark also brought a water bottle along.

He wants to go home and shower then take a nap because he pulled an all nighter. He should

Lex stares at him and noticed that this time it's less self-serving in the way of portraying his smugness and appears more carefree, almost sympathetic.

"I like you Clark, more than I know I should." Lex looks at him for a moment the looks at his car as he continues.

"That's why instead of fucking you like I would, anyone else. I'm going to be your friend. See where.."

He can feel Clark's eyes on him and he knows that if he had bothered to face him, look him in the eyes as he had originally intended he would have probably lost some resolve.

"-where this takes us. If you get over this quickly...It could be a phase. Thanks for the talk, Clark but I have to get home."

He doesn't expect to say anything else and is fully intent on simply walking away. The hands on his hip and thigh have him in place though.

"I'm protecting what's in my best interests and yours." He whispers the words as Clark runs his tongue against his skin then shoves him against the barn and unbuckles his belt.

"I know but I might as well find out if this is just a phase by actually trying it, don't you think." He has Lex right where he wants him.

Well, he will in a couple of minutes.

"Go upstairs and wait for me. Don't get undressed or touch yourself. If you do, I'll know and will have no other choice but to punish you."

Clark grabs his ass and Lex feels blessed when he realizes that his favorite farmer isn't playing.

"Cancel all of your appointments for today, my parents went out of town to celebrate. I've got you all to myself." He says this as he palms Lex slowly through his nice-probably ridiculously expensive pants.

"You can sit down if you want, get something to drink. I'll be back." Lex looks like he's weighing his options for a moment then kisses him roughly.

Not thinking twice before he runs his tongue against Clark's lips then backs up because wants to see what Clark has in store for him.

He'll worry about holding the friendship together after he has thoroughly been fucked and fucks Clark in different venues.

Two can play this game.

.

Clark is glad to inside of his house for a moment because he's wondering what the fuck he actually just started.

He knows he himself said that he should go for it and he really does want to but Lex holds a valid point, reason not to screw this up.

He's not going to back out of this because he's wanted this for a long time and he's going to cum if he doesn't stop thinking of Lex being upstairs, sitting on his bed.

Hard and waiting for him.

Needy but unwilling to do anything about it because he's following the rules unless he's wanting to see what he's got in mind for the punishment.

He could use his x-ray vision to check, cheat and come up with a strategy. No. He'll let Lex surprise him.