Green

Green
Flora Winters

I do not own Smallville.

Summary: Something bad is going down in the small town of Smallville and it’s all Lex’s fault. He has always been too curious for his own good. If only he had not tripped and fallen that day while snooping around the Kent farm when the elder Kent’s were out of town and Clark was at school.

Chapter 9

Lex looked over to see that Clark was really pale, and gripping the armrests as though his very life depended on it. The younger man was taking really deep breaths in order to keep him self calm. Lex put a comforting hand on his shoulder, “Why didn’t you tell me you were afraid of heights Clark?”

Clark pretended not to hear him over the roar of the helicopter and continued to focus on his breathing as well as his magical mantra of, “Don’t look down, don’t look down, oh sweet god why did you look down?”

Lex just shook his head and looked back out his window to see nothing but green under them. He loved to fly but he had not always had. He remembered doing the exact same thing that Clark was doing now on the day of the meteor shower, only his father had loomed over him menacingly, “Luthor’s fear nothing.”

He turned his head back over to see that Clark had his eyes squeezed shut. Lex touched his cheek and Clark slowly opened them only to snap them shut again. He gave Clark a soft kiss on the cheek whispering in his ear, “We could have driven you know?”

Clark kept his eyes shut, “It would have taken too long,” he said in a high voice, “I would have gotten bored and slowly driven you insane with my ‘are we there yet’ mantra.”

Lex pulled him into his arms, “Open your eyes.”

“Nope,” Clark said while shaking his head making his hair tickle Lex’s nose.

Lex snorted, “Please.”

“Not happening,” Clark said.

Lex nibbled on an ear, “For me?”

Damn him!
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“Come on Clark,” Lex begged as he followed Clark into his penthouse suite, “Don’t be that way.”

Clark threw himself on the nearest object that looked soft and hid his face under a pillow. He was so mad he could just spit. How could Lex have done such a thing?

“Clark,” Lex said laughing, “I said I was sorry.”

That made Clark even more furious with the older man. He was still laughing at him. Oh, he must pay!

How was he suppose to know that Clark would open his eyes right at the exact moment the pilot had to swerve in order to miss an oncoming ‘V’ of wild geese? The young man had actually squeaked and fainted dead in his arms. Who would have thought this big, strong, farmboy who was able to run faster than a speeding bullet, tear through solid steel with his bare hands, as well as hurl tractors at poor defenseless reporters could faint?

He walked over and sat down next to Clark, “I’m sorry Clark,” he said trying to keep a straight face in the process and Clark removed the pillow to look at him with narrowed eyes which made Lex laugh out loud again, “But it was so funny.”

Clark suddenly shifted his body and Lex found himself under the irresistible farmboy, “Was it now,” Clark asked looming above him.

Lex nodded up at him, “You bet your buns of steel it was, “he said and then gripped them tightly which made Clark hiss slightly. He loved it when Lex would touch him. He wanted to be completely naked and just have Lex lick and touch every inch of his body.

Lex moaned when Clark started to lick his neck and nibble lightly, “Does this mean I’m forgiven?”

Clark took Lex’s hands and slid them up and under his shirt, “I guess.”

Clark’s skin was so soft and smooth and god his chest was so hard. Something in Lex gave and Clark heard and felt his shirt being ripped open. He gasped when Lex rolled him over to attack his right nipple with his teeth.

Clark moaned when Lex’s knee slid up in between his legs. He felt like his cock was going to bust through his jeans. Lex bit him hard which felt really good to Clark but Lex was disappointed that no matter how hard he bit down he could not leave a mark on that beautiful golden skin.

Giving up at the futile task he licked his way down Clark’s abs as his hands were working furiously to remove Clark’s belt and pants. Clark suddenly felt his pants being yanked down and bucked when his cock was freed from its tight prison. Lex cupped Clark’s balls and the farmboy felt like he was about to go mad at any second.

Clark kept his hands firmly on the couch for fear he might hurt Lex should he give himself over completely to what it was he was feeling. Lex lightly licked his dripping tip which made Clark shudder and whimper for Lex to just do something.

Lex snickered and was about to take Clark in when a buzzing came at the door. Lex closed his eyes to keep from cursing and Clark whined from the loss of the much needed contact.

“Sorry baby,” Lex cooed, “They know I’m here.”

Clark quickly pulled his pants back up over his still stiff erection for Lex to stare at him hungrily, “I’m sorry.”

Clark shook his head, “Later?”

Lex kissed his cheek, “Is your mother’s hair red?”
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Clark felt ridiculous in the outfit Lex had him try on and now he was wearing it to a club. The leather pants were awfully tight and so was the shirt, but Lex has said he looked good enough to eat and Clark definitely wanted to be on Lex’s menu.

Purple was definitely Lex’s color. It really complimented his pale skin tone and Clark was wondering how much each pearl button had cost. Lex led him into the nightclub like he owned the place and Clark wondered if he did in some way.

The techno was loud and lights were flashing in wild crazy patterns all over the dance floor. People were everywhere and doing almost anything. If his parents ever found out, he would never be able to leave the farm again.

Lex led him by the hand to the bar and Clark noticed that people were looking right at him. He felt himself blush and leaned into Lex a little for security. Lex passed him a coke, “What’s wrong?”

“People are looking at me,” he said quietly.

Lex smiled, “Are they now?”

Clark turned around to see that a few guys and some girls were looking at him hungrily. He turned back around to face Lex, “Why are they looking at me like that?”

Lex put a pale hand on a smooth golden cheek, “Because you are the most beautiful being on the planet.”

Clark snorted and then blushed furiously when Lex kissed him, “And now,” Lex said, “They know your mine.”

Clark looked into heated icy blue eyes, “Am I Lex?”

“Do you want to be,” he asked him.

Lights flashed into Clark’s eyes as he whispered, “As long as your mine to.”

Lex took his big hands in his with deep joy in his eyes, “Dance with me farmboy.”

He made a move to pull him from the bar but Clark Kent did not go where he did not wish to go. Lex looked at him and frowned at the fact that he had not even been able to budge him a millimeter, “What’s wrong?”

Clark mumbled and Lex was like, “Huh?”

“I can’t dance,” Clark said a little louder.

Lex snorted, “Of course you can.”

“No,” Clark said, “I can’t.”

Lex rolled his eyes and got behind him and turned his head to the dance floor, “See them,” Lex asked and Clark nodded, “They can’t dance either,” he told him, “But they are having a really great time,” he said taking Clark by the hand, “Its called confidence.”

“I have confidence,” Clark stated matter of fact pointing at the crazy coupled trying to dance, “Just not that.”

“Are you going to dance with me or not,” Lex asked putting a hand on a hip, “Don’t make me go out there by myself.”

Clark sighed, “Fine, but if I trip over my two left feet,” but Lex interrupted, “I’ll make sure to pretend I don’t know who the hell you are.”

Clark laughed, “You’re so mean to me.”
Lex pecked his cheek, “I love you.”
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At first it was really awkward but after a few songs it started to get easier. Lex thought that it was absolutely adorable how Clark’s face looked so serious with intense concentration until finally Lex told him to relax and just feel the music. He told him to just let the music take you to where it wants you to go.

Clark had stumbled a few times and Lex refused to let him give up. Lex knew that Clark just wanted to throw in the towel but he would not let him even after they had bumped into some random guy spilling his drink all over him and knocked a girl on her ass. Lex just held him close and a little while later realized that it was Clark who was leading the dance, and he was very good at it actually. He suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked up at Clark who way trying his best to look innocent, “Are you telling me you knew how to dance all along?”

Clark gave him a big goofy smile, “Uh yeah,” he mumbled, “I just wanted to see how bad I could embarrass you.”

“And,” Lex huffed.

Clark shrugged, “Paybacks a bitch in expensive leather pants?”

Lex turned his head to the side and snorted while Clark led on.
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Clark devoured his grilled chicken sandwich in several huge bites. Lex just watched him with amusement while he finished it off with a box of fries and a big glass of coke. Clark grinned at him from across the little table, “I had fun.”

Lex smiled while he ate a scrawny fry, “McDonalds Clark?”

Clark stole a fry which earned him a glare, “The foods yummy.”

“Yummy,” Lex mocked while rubbing his tummy, “Toxic.”

Clark snorted, “Eat your poison.”

Lex bit into his burger and chewed for a minute and moaned, “Wow.”

“What,” Clark asked.

“Who knew poison could taste so good,” he said and then frowned at his cup, “I need a refill.”

Clark grinned, “Want me to get it?”

Lex shook it, “No need,” he said, “I like pushing the button.”

“Ok,” Clark smiled while stealing another fry which earned him an even darker look that promised death later.
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Lex stood in front of the soda fountain and wondered which carbonated poison he would try this time. They all looked to be equally tasty and he decided an orange blast would do. He held his plastic cup under and pushed the button and watched the orange hiss and fizz.

He sat the cup down after it was full and put the lid back on when someone shouted, “Everyone down of the ground, now!”

Lex spun around to see two men at the door aiming their guns around the restaurant. People screamed and quickly threw themselves to the ground and Lex looked over to see Clark just sitting there looking pissed that his date was interrupted by two goons.

One of the masked men aimed a gun at Clark, “On the ground kid!”

Clark slowly moved to slide down to the floor for Lex to shout, “Leave him alone!”

The second man pointed his gun at him, “On the floor baldy!”

Lex narrowed his eyes, “Excuse me?”

“Everyone,” goon number one shouted, “Remove your wallets and jewelry!”

Goon number two ran over to the side where the registers were to see the last worker running out an emergency exit, “Shit!”

He jumped behind the register and started to type in random numbers to open the registers, “Hurry up,” goon number one yelled, “They probably done called the cops!”

“And you must be the smart one,” Lex said while sipping his yummy orange blast, “The police are more than likely on their way,” and then looked at the man and offered his glass, “Want some?”

“Lex,” Clark shouted, “Don’t taunt the men with guns!”

“Lex,” Goon number two asked running over to join his partner, “You mean Lex fucking Luthor?”

Lex rolled his eyes, “Who?”

“Yeah,” goon number two said, “I saw you on a magazine cover, you look better in print.”

Lex smiled, “This coming from a man who wears a mask,” he said, “I do apologize though my makeup artist was not available for this trip.”

Goon number one stepped forward and smacked him across the face with his the back of his gun. Lex cried out and fell to the floor spilling his drink which really pissed him off. Clark moved to get to him but a gun was quickly pointed at him. He could not risk revealing himself in front of all these people.

“I see you have yourself a pretty boyfriend Luthor,” goon number one said, “Very pretty.”

Clark glared at him and Lex rubbed his bruising jaw while goon number two quickly rounded up all the wallets and jewelry, “Come on,” he yelled, “Hurry up!”

Lex slowly sat up, “I’ll pay you anything, just don’t hurt anyone.”

The both of them laughed, “Shut the fuck up rich boy,” goon number one yelled, “Or I’ll blow your boyfriends fucking head off!”

Clark looked pissed as hell. He could use his heat ray but then that would cause another one to shoot at someone. There was nothing he could do at the moment.

“Your wallet Luthor,” goon number two said poking him in the side of the head with the barrel of his gun, “If you please.”

Lex grumbled and got to his feet slowly so he could pull out his wallet. He pulled it out and dropped it into the bag. The man nodded his head just as sirens were heard in the background. The both of them ran to the door and goon number one turned back to aim his gun right at Lex, “And Luthor,” he said, “For your old man,” and pulled the trigger.

Clark threw all caution to the wind and was on his feet in the instant the gun was fired. Everything suddenly seemed to slow down, even for Clark. He watched as a pulse of green energy went out from Lex’s body and washed over him and everyone else in the establishment who seemed to be frozen in time except for him as he tried to get to Lex only to see long silky green hair blowing in a gentle pulsing breeze.


TBC…