A Helping Hand
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Category:
Smallville › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
4,313
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.
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I OWN NOTHING. Smallville and all DC comics characters belong to someone who is NOT me. *pout*
Lex couldn't stop himself. Couldn't stop the screaming rush that was flooding through his brain. Didn't even want to try. He looked down at the writhing man beneath him and shook. Clamboring off of the muscled body, he took the opportunity to put his hands at the fly of Clark's pants and pull, hard. The button hook shredded the fabric, and the zipper tore apart, ragged and ruined.
He barely noticed the slight lift of Clark's hips as he tore the pants down sculpted, gilded legs. Couldn't resist leaning down to bite into a luscious thigh. Smiled, genuine and greedy, as he saw the cock jump. No underwear. *sigh*
Nice.
He drew his tongue up the side of that lovely cock, and felt light-headed when he saw Clark's head lift up, amazing eyes locked on, watching as he took the head into his mouth. Awe on that sweet face.
Sneered when he heard, in a vague distance, a moan from somewhere behind him. Ignored it, and sucked, drawing Clark into his mouth. Swallowed.
And never stopped. Not even when Clark's head was thrown back and the glass beneath him shattered. Fucking shattered. And, yet, he didn't fall. He was fucking floating, and Lex growled and felt Clark's body stiffen. Looked up, into that perfect face, and heard the breathy pants coming out of that unbelievably full mouth. Saw them quicken, moved his tongue along that silky shaft. Pulled off for a second, breaths coming in almost too quick to stay conscious.
"Clark, love."
Back. Swallowing.
Never heard the body behind him, coming to watch those amazing green eyes fly open in shock and pure ecstacy. Eyes that met Lex's, whose widened in wonder at the sheer, PERFECT fucking beauty on that flushed, rosy-gold face, lips parted in a desperate scream as he surged into Lex's waiting mouth.
Sweet, salty. Like the best candy. He sucked through the pulses, coming up gently, lapping at the head. Not missing a drop.
He climbed onto that sultry body, feeling it drift slowly down, crunching glass into powder as they fell onto the floor. Saw feet beside them, and looked up.
"I'll never get him, will I, Lex?"
Lex's eyes burned into Oliver's, tamping down any hint of pity at the look of loss in those brown eyes. "No."
Oliver crouched down, eyes watching the steady rise and fall of Clark's gleaming, moistened chest. Turned to Lex and locked a hand around his neck, pulling his mouth to his. Thrust his tongue into Lex's mouth, searching out the flavor, and moaning when it soaked into him. Pulled back, wryly amused at the fury and amusement on Lex's face.
"Doesn't mean I'll stop trying." Oliver smirked. "Ever."
Lex turned away, looking at the young god beneath him. "You want to be inside of him, don't you, Oliver?"
"Yes."
Lex smiled, teeth sharp and white. "Hmm." He deftly undid Oliver's pants, snaking a hand into them, and pulling out the aroused, nearly purple cock. Pumped it hard, rough, fast. Noticed Clark watching, eyes hazy and clouded, and slid his free hand across Clark's soft mouth, quivering when he felt Clark draw his finger into his mouth, sucking, licking. Biting.
Heard Oliver groan, and pumped faster, heady pleasure in his mind when he felt Oliver come...fall on his knees in the broken glass, hissing softly.
Took his sodden hand and pushed a slick, finger inside Clark, then two, sighing when he felt Clark clench and release, back arching off the floor, sparkling, in a way that would make the Gods jealous.
Heard Oliver's shocked breath as he slicked himself with his come-stained hand, and thrust in. Breathed in Clark's gasp.
Heat. And tight. Fuck.
"Mine. Clark, God, only mine. I love you."
Clark raised his head, brushing his lips across Lex's neck, licking up drops of salty sweat. "I love you so damn much, Lex."
"Fuck, Clark. Always. Always loved you. Always fucking will." Plunged in. Not stopping to take a breath, to clear his head, nothing. Thrusting into that perfect goddamned body. Loving it. Loving him.
Saw feet moving away. "You can be such a bastard, Lex."
Still moving, hips surging, he nearly screamed, "Close as you'll ever fucking get, you stupid bastard." Saw Clark's eyes, wide and beautiful, and full of some emotion. Love and...worry.
Leaned over and licked his lips, feeling the softness give under his tongue. Lapped away the worry, until he saw nothing but the love.
Couldn't stop the total, overwhelming orgasm from taking over his entire body, molten heat searing down his spine into his cock, shaking, warmth, shock waves everywhere. Until he collapsed onto Clark's chest, head nestled in his neck, black curls tickling his head as he felt hot pulses of come gush between them...felt Clark come again.
Lex couldn't stop himself. Couldn't stop the screaming rush that was flooding through his brain. Didn't even want to try. He looked down at the writhing man beneath him and shook. Clamboring off of the muscled body, he took the opportunity to put his hands at the fly of Clark's pants and pull, hard. The button hook shredded the fabric, and the zipper tore apart, ragged and ruined.
He barely noticed the slight lift of Clark's hips as he tore the pants down sculpted, gilded legs. Couldn't resist leaning down to bite into a luscious thigh. Smiled, genuine and greedy, as he saw the cock jump. No underwear. *sigh*
Nice.
He drew his tongue up the side of that lovely cock, and felt light-headed when he saw Clark's head lift up, amazing eyes locked on, watching as he took the head into his mouth. Awe on that sweet face.
Sneered when he heard, in a vague distance, a moan from somewhere behind him. Ignored it, and sucked, drawing Clark into his mouth. Swallowed.
And never stopped. Not even when Clark's head was thrown back and the glass beneath him shattered. Fucking shattered. And, yet, he didn't fall. He was fucking floating, and Lex growled and felt Clark's body stiffen. Looked up, into that perfect face, and heard the breathy pants coming out of that unbelievably full mouth. Saw them quicken, moved his tongue along that silky shaft. Pulled off for a second, breaths coming in almost too quick to stay conscious.
"Clark, love."
Back. Swallowing.
Never heard the body behind him, coming to watch those amazing green eyes fly open in shock and pure ecstacy. Eyes that met Lex's, whose widened in wonder at the sheer, PERFECT fucking beauty on that flushed, rosy-gold face, lips parted in a desperate scream as he surged into Lex's waiting mouth.
Sweet, salty. Like the best candy. He sucked through the pulses, coming up gently, lapping at the head. Not missing a drop.
He climbed onto that sultry body, feeling it drift slowly down, crunching glass into powder as they fell onto the floor. Saw feet beside them, and looked up.
"I'll never get him, will I, Lex?"
Lex's eyes burned into Oliver's, tamping down any hint of pity at the look of loss in those brown eyes. "No."
Oliver crouched down, eyes watching the steady rise and fall of Clark's gleaming, moistened chest. Turned to Lex and locked a hand around his neck, pulling his mouth to his. Thrust his tongue into Lex's mouth, searching out the flavor, and moaning when it soaked into him. Pulled back, wryly amused at the fury and amusement on Lex's face.
"Doesn't mean I'll stop trying." Oliver smirked. "Ever."
Lex turned away, looking at the young god beneath him. "You want to be inside of him, don't you, Oliver?"
"Yes."
Lex smiled, teeth sharp and white. "Hmm." He deftly undid Oliver's pants, snaking a hand into them, and pulling out the aroused, nearly purple cock. Pumped it hard, rough, fast. Noticed Clark watching, eyes hazy and clouded, and slid his free hand across Clark's soft mouth, quivering when he felt Clark draw his finger into his mouth, sucking, licking. Biting.
Heard Oliver groan, and pumped faster, heady pleasure in his mind when he felt Oliver come...fall on his knees in the broken glass, hissing softly.
Took his sodden hand and pushed a slick, finger inside Clark, then two, sighing when he felt Clark clench and release, back arching off the floor, sparkling, in a way that would make the Gods jealous.
Heard Oliver's shocked breath as he slicked himself with his come-stained hand, and thrust in. Breathed in Clark's gasp.
Heat. And tight. Fuck.
"Mine. Clark, God, only mine. I love you."
Clark raised his head, brushing his lips across Lex's neck, licking up drops of salty sweat. "I love you so damn much, Lex."
"Fuck, Clark. Always. Always loved you. Always fucking will." Plunged in. Not stopping to take a breath, to clear his head, nothing. Thrusting into that perfect goddamned body. Loving it. Loving him.
Saw feet moving away. "You can be such a bastard, Lex."
Still moving, hips surging, he nearly screamed, "Close as you'll ever fucking get, you stupid bastard." Saw Clark's eyes, wide and beautiful, and full of some emotion. Love and...worry.
Leaned over and licked his lips, feeling the softness give under his tongue. Lapped away the worry, until he saw nothing but the love.
Couldn't stop the total, overwhelming orgasm from taking over his entire body, molten heat searing down his spine into his cock, shaking, warmth, shock waves everywhere. Until he collapsed onto Clark's chest, head nestled in his neck, black curls tickling his head as he felt hot pulses of come gush between them...felt Clark come again.