Dance With Me

“Fair enough. Dance with me, Clark.”

Clark smiled and worked his tongue across Lex's throat, softening the muscle to mold around the arch of his adam's apple. He bit down gently at the top, laughing against the skin of Lex's neck as a breathless gasp worked its way through scarred lips.

"Clark?" Lex's voice sounded ragged, worked dry.

Lifting his head just enough to roll his eyes up to meet Lex's half-lidded stare, he raised his eyebrows. Waited.

"Don't you...need a minute?" Pale skin jerked over Lex's face, twitching as he seemed torn between a smile and a look of pure confusion.

Lex's eyes followed Clark's tongue as it skated slowly over swollen lips. A golden hand worked its way up and through sweaty black strands, pushing them back from Clark's flushed face. His eyes were brilliant in the dim lighting, intensely focused, and Lex snarled, reached out and grabbed Clark's wrist, yanking hard and pulling him in.

"You don't, do you? You don't need any rest...anything. What DO you need, Clark? What do you need from me?"

Clark's weight fell forward, pinning Lex hard to the sticky floor. Relaxing his body, Lex felt his shoulders scrape against the concrete, and winced involuntarily. Felt something like shock when Clark pushed harder.

"I don't need to rest. I don't need a minute. What I need, Lex, is to know what you feel like on the inside. I want to feel every inch of you." Surging his hips forward, Lex felt a renewed erection digging into his thigh, and he jerked forward against it. Shuddered with the heat of it. "My body needs to be in you." Clark leaned down, brushing the tip of his nose over the curve of Lex's cheek, moved up beneath his eye and sniffed.

Lex felt the smile against his face, and moaned as his cock filled painfully fast. "Clark."

"Lex." A hot tongue moved across his jaw, tasting his skin. Flat, thick, wide tongue. Drawing bold lines across his face, and the skin prickled as air flowed over the wet flesh. "Do you need me yet?"

"Clark."

"Are you dying for me to get inside you? Does it hurt that you're empty without me there?" Clark's voice was as wet and as hot as his tongue, and Lex nodded, feeling his skull rubbed raw across the floor.

"Yes. Clark, yes." Lex fought the weight that seemed to hold his arms captive. Raised them up and grasped his knees. Pulled them up and exposed himself. "I need you to."

Clark's tongue moved down his chin, down past the bright red marks that lined his neck and swept across his chest. Sweet, pretty lips danced across his chest in time with the rough music pulsing through the walls.

Lex's hips and shoulders scraped the hard floor as he arched up against Clark's mouth, choking on desperate attempts to draw in breaths as soft lips closed around a hardened nipple. He felt sharp teeth biting down softly, teasing, and he rolled his body, pleading wordlessly for more.

Lips pressed down against the milky soft skin of Lex's chest, and his tongue slid down, trapping the pulsing nub inside his mouth. Clark sucked hard, pulling Lex into his mouth. Tasted the warm skin, and the sweetness. Tasted the saltiness that wasn't quite as strong there.

Clark lifted his lip, releasing a tensed nipple from his teeth reluctantly. He watched Lex's face clench in what almost looked like agony. The whispy whine that dripped down from his mouth hinted as something that moved beyond agony and into ecstasy, and Clark smiled. Moved down.

Down pale, slippery smooth muscles, and sharp hips. Across silky thighs, to place a hard bite on the inside. Dark red swelled to the surface of Lex's skin as Clark sucked hard against the inside of a creamy thigh. The saltiness was stronger there, and Clark felt his craving scream.

His mouth trailed down further, nipping at rigid calves until they relaxed.

He moved in, grasping hard, flexing legs and pulled them from Lex's grip until they lay across his shoulders.

"You need me."

"Yessss..." Lex's voice was nearly gone. Clark's fingers moved onto the glossy skin of Lex's erection. Stroked once. Up and down. A firm twist across the head. Dipped his thumb into a quivering slit and back down. Again. And again.

The music was roaring around them, and his hand was moving with it, twisting with it.

Lex's voice was barely discernable as he tried to scream. "Stop fucking with me. You KNOW I need you."

Clark nodded, moving down, pressing against Lex's body to stare into his face. "I know. You need me more than anything, don't you, Lex?"

A hard stroke, and Lex felt a drop of wetness slide from his eye across his cheek. "Yes."

Pulling, firm and steady. Closer and closer, and Clark was smiling so sweetly. "Do you need me more than money, Lex?"

He was sobbing now. Pushing up into that hand, writhing beneath a steel body. "Y-ess."

"Do you need me more than power and knowledge?"

"YES!" His voice shattered into nothingness, and he gasped into Clark's mouth, mere inches from his.

"Would you give it all up...give everything for me, Lex?" Clark jerked hard, and Lex came.

He was panting, face twisted hard, as he poured across Clark's hand. His come dripped onto his belly, and Lex could feel it nearly scalding him.

Fingers dripped as they moved down to his pulsing hole and pushed in hard. Clark pushed in, twisting his finger and working it hard, and then he was sliding out, and Lex whimpered softly, his body limp and trembling beneath Clark's solid chest. His legs. His strength.

Lex felt himself opening, stretching; felt himself slippery with his own come and pushed down against it. His exhausted body ached as electric flares seared down his back.

His voice was gone, and he mouthed the word silently to Clark's watchful green eyes. "Everything."

The hand moved away and Clark pressed forward, watching blue eyes roll back as he pushed in. Slow, so slow, and he felt the pressure give, and he slid in...was pulled in. He sunk inside of Lex and reared up, throwing his head back as he drew in heaving breaths.

A hand slid over Clark's stomach, gliding across the clenching muscles, and Clark looked down at Lex's face. Tired, and determined, and ready. He pulled out, felt the tug needing him back inside, and went with it. Slid in hard and felt Lex shake around him. Couldn't look away as Lex's cock twitched, jerked, a drop of milky fluid slipping down the dark shaft.

He picked up a rhythm, felt legs slip down. Ankles moved and dug into the hard, working muscles of his ass, and he moved with them.

"Lex, I've needed this. Needed you." He pushed in hard, and watched Lex swallow hard. Blue-gray eyes disappeared for a moment behind blinking lids before they looked into his own eyes, refocused and strong.

Lex swallowed again and wet his lips. His voice was there, but raspy and hard, "Come, Clark. I have to see." His fingers were on Clark's lips, dipping inside to feel a tongue, bloodied by Clark's own teeth. "I have to see what you look like when you come in me."

Clark jerked, three times, swelling inside of Lex, and felt the pulse around him. Lex's eyes were burning on his face, and he heard the breathless wonder as he gave in. Rolling waves of heat ripped inside of him, racing down his spine, and bursting through his groin. He felt himself explode from the inside, and the heat poured out into Lex's body.

His hands shot out on either side of Lex's head, barely catching himself before he collapsed on Lex's chest. The air was ripping its way out of his chest, and he NEEDED it. Needed it like he'd never needed it before, and he sighed heavily, his throat loud with the sound as he moved carefully. Pressed a gentle kiss, pursing his lips softly against the side of Lex's neck.

The soft laugh caught him by surprise. Clark moved back with some effort to look into a pleased, amused face. "What are you thinking?" Clark whispered, a smiled set on his lips.

Lex arched an eyebrow, and sighed loudly as Clark rolled them over, laying Lex's body across his own. He lay his head down against damp, golden skin and traced a finger across the flesh in front of his eyes. Watched the give of the skin as he pushed and laughed delightedly.

"I was just wondering who taught you to dance."

He heard Clark laugh and smiled as the sound washed over him. The music moved through the room, brushing against his tingling body, and he slid his face up to meet Clark's grinning mouth.

They were both laughing when their lips met again.