Secret Desires

A short little one-shot that I dreamt up while watching Wednesday's rerun of "Legacy". What really happened when Lana was at the Luthor mansion after confessing that Clark had kissed her in the Talon and she wasn't sure that's what she wanted?


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"I'm afraid I'm a little jaded in the romance department..."Lex was saying. Lana's pulse was racing now, and not just because she had been crying moments ago. She couldn't take her eyes off of him. "...a person isn't who they were during your last conversation, they're who they've been throughout your whole relationship."

Lana felt a gentle pressure on her thigh, and looked down to find Lex's hand resting there. She looked back up, seeing a longing in his eyes that matched the one she'd had for him since he helped her to save the talon. Her breath caught as his hand began to make small strokes, sending spiraling tingles to the very sensitive area just inches above his hand.

Lex leaned closer with agonizing slowness. Lana had to suppress a sigh as his mouth claimed hers with a tenderness she didn't know he could possess. She shifted unconsciously, moving closer to him as her arms went up to rest around his neck, inadvertently deepening the kiss. Now was Lex's turn to quell a groan as her mouth moved against his with greater hunger.

"Lana," he gasped, pulling back for a second.

"Don't, Lex" Lana kissed him again, beginning to undo the buttons of his shirt, the silken fabric tickling the pads of her fingers.

He pulled away again, knowing that if she didn't listen this time, his resolve would crumble. "Lana, I don't want you to regret this! Think about what you're doing." His voice was husky.

His words caused a moment of hesitation on her part. "You're right, Lex. Thank you." She rose, noticing the poorly concealed look of disappointment from him. [Stupid, Lex, just brilliant!]

A slow smile graced her lips as she turned, facing him directly. He watched in awe as she tentatively began to remove the jacket to her suit set, revealing a practically see through camisole top which she obviously wasn't wearing a bra under. Lex saw her nervousness as she let her guard down, allowing herself to act on her instincts. He stood from the sofa, causing her to have to look up at him, the light from the roaring fire highlighting her neck and upturned jaw. Unable to resist, Lex ran a finger from her earlobe down her neck, following it up with a feather-light kiss in the hollow there. Lana's sigh was clearly audible this time, arousing Lex even more.

He let his hands roam to her hips, gently undoing the front of her pants and pushing them down her creamy white thighs while she stepped out of her shoes and then her pant legs. Lex took a step back, drinking in the sight of her standing in the light of the fire like that, her nipples hardening under the thin fabric, her boy-cut panties matching the camisole.

To his amazement, she immediately moved to remove his shirt completely. Once she had accomplished this, she looked at him, cocking an eyebrow before running her hands over his chest. Lana pressed against Lex, trailing kisses across his collarbones, her hands moving of their own accord to his belt. The pair were breathing heavily, their movements quickening with their rising passions. With his trousers now removed, Lex lowered them to the plush fur rug in front of the fire. They were kneeling, facing each other, as Lex reached out and removed Lana's top, his eyes never leaving hers.

Without pausing to admire her again, Lex pushed Lana back, moving over her. He took her mouth with more roughness than before, his desire pulsing almost beyond control. Lana whimpered with pleasure as a hand covered one breast, teasing and caressing her sensitive nipple into a hard pebble. Her hips rose uncontrollably as she turned her head to the side, overwhelmed by the assault on her senses. It was nothing compared to what she felt next. Lex's hand and mouth moved at the same time, his lips sucking in the untouched nipple, eliciting a soft moan from her. His hand continued its course, creeping under the elastic band of her panties to explore the folds beyond her mound. Lana's hands, meanwhile, were moving frantically on his back, then pulled down on the waistband of his boxers with urgency as her need began to peak. Her cries were coming as short mews and breathless pants while his mouth continued to assault her breasts and his fingers pressed into her moist cleft.

With a feral groan, Lana sat up and forced Lex onto his back, animal urges taking over her body. [If he thinks he's going to hold out any longer, he's quite mistaken!] Straddling his groin with both of their underthings still on, Lana leaned forward to lick Lex's lips before sliding herself down, taking his boxers with her. Lex's eyes rolled back under fluttering lids at with excitement. Lana stared at his hard shaft with blatant want, and the always self-confident Lex Luthor squirmed under her bold gaze.

Raising to a standing position, Lana slid the cotton and lace panties from her body, meeting Lex's stare as she walked back to him and knelt, straddling him once more. His blue eyes flickered as he realized what she was intending.

"You know," he commented, his voice deeper and more rugged sounding than she had ever heard, "I'm not used to being submissive."

She said nothing, but her eyes gleamed with excitement as she raised herself up slightly, using her hand to poise him at the opening between her legs. Lex moaned, his jaw clenching and unclenching as she lowered herself onto him with exquisite control, tormenting him with her own sighs of pleasure.

"Though, I may be able to get used to this." He groaned, grasping her hips and driving himself into her time and time again. She matched his tempo, rocking her body with his thrusts so that he nearly pulled out completely, then grinding back down onto him, driving him deeper and deeper into her warm, wet core. They cried out as they met their release together, their bodies pulsating in rhythm. Lana collapsed on top of Lex, exhausted.

His arms wee immediately around her, stroking her back as he kissed the sweat-matted hair on her forehead. [God, she's so beautiful]. She shifted, unknowingly tightening around him, and he groaned again.

"Oh God!" he muttered as he buried his face into her hair, his desire already mounting again.

"What's wrong?" Lana asked seductively, shifting herself again, this time causing herself to moan as well. A mischievous glint in Lex's eyes told her it was going to be a long night.


End.