Not Even An Eighth
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Category:
Smallville › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
2,410
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Smallville, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
part 2
Lex's head scraped against the rough wall as Clark bit his way down his throat. Teeth sunk into skin, stopping just short of ripping him open.
He felt the rumbling groan thrum from his mouth, and he shut his mouth, sealing his lips in a tight line. Heard the echo of his own cries in his skull.
His pants were gone, who knows where, and he was unable to give a damn. Unable to think anything, except 'more'.
Teeth pulled back as Clark's head slid down his chest. His tongue was feeling the lines of his torso, sculpting him into something new, and he lurched forward into the moist pressure.
The short, warm puff of breath against his belly tickled, and he laughed through a moan, the smile on his face wide and different as he felt huge, heated hands circle around the sides of his waist. They held him, and dug into his skin, pulling him forward in slow circles. Forward, over and over, against that soft, relentless mouth.
"Hey."
He looked down, into bright green eyes that positively glowed with heat and laughter, and watched as Clark opened his mouth. Held himself a mere breath away from Lex's leaking cock. His tongue was shining, and so close, and Clark was smiling softly around it.
Clark's tongue ran around full, lush lips, and reached out to dab Lex's darkened head. He dipped into the pulsing gush of come that slid down the slit, and slipped his tongue back inside his mouth.
Long, black lashes slid shut, and Clark hummed quietly. Swallowed.
Lex choked on an unsteady breath, and panted wildly as Clark's eyes opened, focused hard on his.
That mouth was open again, and so damned close.
"Do you want it, Lex?" Clark whispered, his voice unrecognizably low. "Do you want my mouth? Do you want it on you?"
He moaned, and thrust forward, the tender head bumping against plush lips that pursed in a teasing kiss. That sly tongue swiped around the pulsing head in a wide circle before Clark leaned back, smirking.
"You want it so bad, don't you, Lex?"
Lex thrust his head back against the wall, swallowing the whimper that rose in his chest. His eyes slid shut, squeezing themselves closed tight, as he willed himself to stay still.
"I know." That fucking voice. He'd kill to hear it like that for the rest of his life.
And then he was surrounded in heat and wetness. Surrounded by Clark's perfect mouth, and the air caught in his chest. He gasped for air, his eyes flying open in shock, as he felt himself swallowed down a searingly hot throat.
"Oh, oh, god..." he breathed, his voice broken into shards, "Clark, god. Yes."
Hands on his ribs, fingers rubbing his skin hard enough to bruise, and he pushed into it. Pushed into that throat that was coaxing him deeper, massaging him as Clark swallowed and made sweet, low noises.
Almost a singing around him, and it was sifting through his body into his mind. Wet, loud smacks, and he recognized the noise vaguely even as he felt a hand sliding between the cheeks of his ass.
Thrusting down that perfect, long throat. And he felt fingers moving, teasing, and he groaned, long and choppy. The sound broke into waves as he felt heat steal through him and pulse out into Clark's mouth. He was singing, still, and touching, and Lex was bursting inside of him, filling that pretty mouth, and he slumped down as he emptied.
Those large hand were on his ribs, holding him up then, and he couldn't stop the smile on his face, as Clark stood up, licking those swollen, dark lips.
Dark hair slid across a smooth forehead as Clark leaned forward and ran a sticky tongue across Lex's heaving chest. Laved his way across, and up, over to his mouth, and moved inside.
His flavor was thick in Clark's mouth, and he gulped it in, grasping wide shoulders close with shaky fingers.
"You're going to fuck me now." He whispered.
Clark grinned, "Am I?"
Lex nodded, his nose brushing against silky skin, and he shook, every nerve raw and alive. "Aren't you?"
Tilting his head, Clark bit his lower lip, slowly sliding sharp white teeth across the plush bottom until it slid free with a tiny bounce. "Yes, Lex. I am." He brushed his soft, bitten mouth against Lex's. "And, you're going to love it."
Lex sighed, and leaned against Clark's body, soaking in the heat. "I know."
~~~I'm sorry this took so very long to update. I'm working on updating a lot of the fics that need it. Hope you like the new part, here. lol. I wasn't expecting it to come out this way, but Clark and Lex always seem to just kind of go where they want, with me. :-P
~Morgan
He felt the rumbling groan thrum from his mouth, and he shut his mouth, sealing his lips in a tight line. Heard the echo of his own cries in his skull.
His pants were gone, who knows where, and he was unable to give a damn. Unable to think anything, except 'more'.
Teeth pulled back as Clark's head slid down his chest. His tongue was feeling the lines of his torso, sculpting him into something new, and he lurched forward into the moist pressure.
The short, warm puff of breath against his belly tickled, and he laughed through a moan, the smile on his face wide and different as he felt huge, heated hands circle around the sides of his waist. They held him, and dug into his skin, pulling him forward in slow circles. Forward, over and over, against that soft, relentless mouth.
"Hey."
He looked down, into bright green eyes that positively glowed with heat and laughter, and watched as Clark opened his mouth. Held himself a mere breath away from Lex's leaking cock. His tongue was shining, and so close, and Clark was smiling softly around it.
Clark's tongue ran around full, lush lips, and reached out to dab Lex's darkened head. He dipped into the pulsing gush of come that slid down the slit, and slipped his tongue back inside his mouth.
Long, black lashes slid shut, and Clark hummed quietly. Swallowed.
Lex choked on an unsteady breath, and panted wildly as Clark's eyes opened, focused hard on his.
That mouth was open again, and so damned close.
"Do you want it, Lex?" Clark whispered, his voice unrecognizably low. "Do you want my mouth? Do you want it on you?"
He moaned, and thrust forward, the tender head bumping against plush lips that pursed in a teasing kiss. That sly tongue swiped around the pulsing head in a wide circle before Clark leaned back, smirking.
"You want it so bad, don't you, Lex?"
Lex thrust his head back against the wall, swallowing the whimper that rose in his chest. His eyes slid shut, squeezing themselves closed tight, as he willed himself to stay still.
"I know." That fucking voice. He'd kill to hear it like that for the rest of his life.
And then he was surrounded in heat and wetness. Surrounded by Clark's perfect mouth, and the air caught in his chest. He gasped for air, his eyes flying open in shock, as he felt himself swallowed down a searingly hot throat.
"Oh, oh, god..." he breathed, his voice broken into shards, "Clark, god. Yes."
Hands on his ribs, fingers rubbing his skin hard enough to bruise, and he pushed into it. Pushed into that throat that was coaxing him deeper, massaging him as Clark swallowed and made sweet, low noises.
Almost a singing around him, and it was sifting through his body into his mind. Wet, loud smacks, and he recognized the noise vaguely even as he felt a hand sliding between the cheeks of his ass.
Thrusting down that perfect, long throat. And he felt fingers moving, teasing, and he groaned, long and choppy. The sound broke into waves as he felt heat steal through him and pulse out into Clark's mouth. He was singing, still, and touching, and Lex was bursting inside of him, filling that pretty mouth, and he slumped down as he emptied.
Those large hand were on his ribs, holding him up then, and he couldn't stop the smile on his face, as Clark stood up, licking those swollen, dark lips.
Dark hair slid across a smooth forehead as Clark leaned forward and ran a sticky tongue across Lex's heaving chest. Laved his way across, and up, over to his mouth, and moved inside.
His flavor was thick in Clark's mouth, and he gulped it in, grasping wide shoulders close with shaky fingers.
"You're going to fuck me now." He whispered.
Clark grinned, "Am I?"
Lex nodded, his nose brushing against silky skin, and he shook, every nerve raw and alive. "Aren't you?"
Tilting his head, Clark bit his lower lip, slowly sliding sharp white teeth across the plush bottom until it slid free with a tiny bounce. "Yes, Lex. I am." He brushed his soft, bitten mouth against Lex's. "And, you're going to love it."
Lex sighed, and leaned against Clark's body, soaking in the heat. "I know."
~~~I'm sorry this took so very long to update. I'm working on updating a lot of the fics that need it. Hope you like the new part, here. lol. I wasn't expecting it to come out this way, but Clark and Lex always seem to just kind of go where they want, with me. :-P
~Morgan