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Adult ++
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When Your Words...
Title: When Your Words Don’t Question Your Brain Before Coming Out Of Your Mouth, Or How The Guys Got To Have Fun.
Author: MeLi
Author's e-mail: remmirath@fibertel.com.ar
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: CLex – This is SLASH. Don't like, don't read.
Rating: NC-17
Category: PWP – First Time
Disclaimer: I wish I owned the boys, but I don't. No profit made.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Summary: And thus, sex took place.
This is for the great authors taking part of the Clex Fuh-Q-Fest.
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When Your Words Don’t Question Your Brain Before Coming Out Of Your Mouth, Or How The Guys Got To Have Fun
by MeLi
"What do you think of my mouth?" The question left Clark's lips like the most natural thing in the world, though he really had no idea he was going to ask it. He wasn't actually *planning* on asking Lex that, he was just - worried? - about what he'd overheard the guys in the locker rooms say. Were they the only ones, or did everyone think he had a - a *cocksucker's* mouth? He certainly thought he would never be able to manage any sex-related subject in a conversation with Lex - not after the dreams he'd been having, anyway. He was sure that, if he did, Lex would be able to see the want, the *lust*, just painted all over his face - along with the blush, of course. And yet here he was, in the passenger's seat of Lex's black Ferrari, asking a question that most definitely would bring up the mentioned topic.
"It looks yummy," Lex's answer was more than unexpected. For both of them, Clark found out, when his "Really?" was followed by a frozen Lex.
"Did I just say that out loud?" Lex's voice was -- well, it was not calm at all. Not controlled, not - Lex Luthor's.
"You must have, 'cause I heard it." A grin sprayed over Clark's face. Lex was still frozen, panic noticing in his eyes. Not Lex *at* *all*. "It's OK Lex. I didn't mean it like that, it was more a question of what do people that know me think about it, since I surely know what guys that don't know me think… It wasn't intended that personal, but now I'm grateful I asked." Naturally, Clark blushed. Lex's eyes turned from panicked to shocked, like he couldn't believe what he was hearing, and Clark surely gave himself some credit - if a surprised Lex was difficult to achieve, a shocked Lex was ten times harder. Harder, mmm… Wait, no, he doesn't want to go there right now. "I kinda hoped you would think something like that, but I certainly didn't think it would ever happen," Clark blushed even a darker shade, if that was possible. Lex couldn't believe his ears. But he regained composure quickly, and guessing what Clark's question was originally about, he decided to go a little further into the confessions department. After all, not every day the object of your desires tells you he wants you to want him.
"What was the original question?" His eyes traveled to fix on Clark's.
"What?" Clark surely didn't see that one coming.
"What did you mean to ask me?" Lex reformulatis qis question, wishing Clark wouldn't back out now, because he wasn't sure he would be able to handle the fact that he could have got the one thing he wanted the most, but let it slip through his fingers at the slowness of his mind.
"Oh… well… do you think I've got a - a cocksucker's mouth?" There, he'd said it.
So Lex had guessed right. "Yes," not ever turning his gaze away from his young friend's. "I've given it some thought lately, actually," Lex expanded his answer. "You have?" Clark sounded nicely surprised. "I thought I was the only one who thought of us that way".
"What way?" Lex knew he was pushing it, but he needed to know exactly how far Clark's thoughts had gone. He was his innocent, teenage friend, after all.
"Kissing you, blowing you… fucking you" And the intensity of the bluscreacreased.
"Hmm…" so far with the innocence. Lex's eyes seemed distant, definitely picturing something.
"What are you thinking?" Clark's low voice brought him back from his thoughts.
"About how it would - no, how it *will* be when you kiss me, and blow me… when you fuck me," and Lex couldn't believe how tight his pants were getting just from this conversation. His head got nearer to Clark's with every word. And all Lex could think about was how thlipslips would taste, how that skin would taste… that, and how glad he was they were parked when Clark had brought up the question. And Clark could think of nothing at all, being so close to Lex, getting closer every second… and the next thing he knew, soft lips were pressed against his, tongue licking, silently begging for entrance. He parted his lips, and the brush of Lex's tongue against his made his cock jump. The growl at the loss of that tongue turned into a moan whet it started caressing his neck, Lex's hand in his hair, pulling him closer, the other one gently cupping his cock, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer.
"*Lex*," he breathed, and Lex knew, his pants quickly unbuttoned and unzipped, his cock freed from his underwear, and Lex's tongue left his neck to lick the head, slow circular motions that were driving him mad. "Oh *God*, Lex, *please*…", and Lex took him in his mouth, sucking, carefully tracing the long of his shaft with his teeth, pressing the vein at the base with his tongue, swallowing when it hit his throat, and Clark couldn't hold on any longer, he came in Lex's mouth, shaking. And Lex swallowed his come like a thirsty man craving for water, not willing to spill a single drop… When he stopped shaking, Lex went up to his mouth, capturing it in a hot kiss, and Clark could taste himself, and Lex beneath, in a feeling that was almost overwhelming, and he wanted, *God*, he needed… "Lex, fuck me" he said against Lex's mouth.
"God, Clark… are you sure you want that?" Lex stared into his eyes with hungry ones, and Clark was more than sure. "Yes, Lex, *please*… I want it… I *need* it." Lex grinned widely.
"OK, but not here, okay?" Clark nodded, not being able to form the words, less alone to speak them, and zipped up his pants with shaking hands.
Lex gave him another kiss, and quickly started the car, not really sure how he was thinking he'd be able to get home, being as hard as he was, but he made it. He parked in front of the castle, looking at Clark as he nodded and got out of the car, and getting out himself. They ran until they got to Lex's bedroom, where they started kissing again, hungry, desperate kisses, stripping each other off their clothes, the part of Lex's brain that was still capable of rational thought wondering how Clark was already so hard again. Lex took out a tube from a drawer as they moved over to the bed, not breaking the kiss for a single second until they reached it. Clary ony on it on his back, staring into the blue depth of Lex's eyes, not wanting to ever look away.
"It would be better if you got on your hands and knees, being the first time-" but Clark cut hff. ff. "No, I want to see your face Lex, please…"
"Okay." Lex didn't complain, wanting to see his face as well. He spread Clark's legs and opened the tube, pouring some lube into his palm, warming it a bit. Then he bent down and started licking around Clark's opening, teg hig him, hearing Clark moan, moaning too at the knowledge that he was the one making Clark sound like that, and the first one at that.
He soon replaced the tongue with a finger, and pushed in just the tip, looking at Clark twitch when he did so. He pushed a little further, twisting inside of him, watching how Clark arched his back when he hit the prostate. He pulled the finger out, which earned him a small grunt of discontent that turned one one of pleasure when he replaced it with two, starting to stretch Clark's ass.
"*God*, Lex, *please*, just…"
"Shh… I'm stretching you, Clark, just a bit more…" When Lex felt Clark was ready, he spread some lube over his own cock with his free hand, took out his fingers and replaced them with the tip of his dick, pushing in just a little.
"*Lex*."
"God, Clark, you're so *tight*…" he whispered, pushing in a little deeper, hearing Clark moan in response. He reached out for Clark's chest, gentlasinasing his nipples, leaning forward to lie on top of Clark as he pushed deeper, all the way in.
"You're so beautiful, Clark," Lex said against Clark's neck, sucking and licking and kissing it hotly. He could see the complain in Clark's face when he slowly pulled out, just to push in a little faster, a little harder, both ing ing in unison, whispering unintelligible words, starting a rocking motion that Clark began to love.
"Harder, Lex, *please*…" Clark was begging and he didn't even care, and harder Lex could manage, thrusting as deep as he could, er eer each time, and faster as he reached for Clark's cock. Strokes matching the thrusts at his ass, harder and faster, and Clark growled every time Lex hit his prostate.
"*God*, Clark…" and knewknew he wouldn't last much longer, so he rockedder der and er aer and stroked harder and faster, and lights exploded behind his eyes when his orgasm hit him, coming deep inside Clark. That was all it took for Clark to come in his hand, screaming something that might have been Lex's name, both shuddering as Lex collapsed on top of his lover and stayed there until the aftershocks were through and he could remember how to breathe again.
He carefully pulled out of Clark, rolling over to lie by the side of his lover, holding him tight against him and kissinm som softly and deeply.
"That was *amazing*," Lex said, gently stroking Clark's cheek, and all Clark could do was nod in agreement before drifting off to sleep with a wide smile lighting up his face that expressed just how happy he was.
And just how Lex felt, too.
End
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Author: MeLi
Author's e-mail: remmirath@fibertel.com.ar
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: CLex – This is SLASH. Don't like, don't read.
Rating: NC-17
Category: PWP – First Time
Disclaimer: I wish I owned the boys, but I don't. No profit made.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Summary: And thus, sex took place.
This is for the great authors taking part of the Clex Fuh-Q-Fest.
+*..*..*+
When Your Words Don’t Question Your Brain Before Coming Out Of Your Mouth, Or How The Guys Got To Have Fun
by MeLi
"What do you think of my mouth?" The question left Clark's lips like the most natural thing in the world, though he really had no idea he was going to ask it. He wasn't actually *planning* on asking Lex that, he was just - worried? - about what he'd overheard the guys in the locker rooms say. Were they the only ones, or did everyone think he had a - a *cocksucker's* mouth? He certainly thought he would never be able to manage any sex-related subject in a conversation with Lex - not after the dreams he'd been having, anyway. He was sure that, if he did, Lex would be able to see the want, the *lust*, just painted all over his face - along with the blush, of course. And yet here he was, in the passenger's seat of Lex's black Ferrari, asking a question that most definitely would bring up the mentioned topic.
"It looks yummy," Lex's answer was more than unexpected. For both of them, Clark found out, when his "Really?" was followed by a frozen Lex.
"Did I just say that out loud?" Lex's voice was -- well, it was not calm at all. Not controlled, not - Lex Luthor's.
"You must have, 'cause I heard it." A grin sprayed over Clark's face. Lex was still frozen, panic noticing in his eyes. Not Lex *at* *all*. "It's OK Lex. I didn't mean it like that, it was more a question of what do people that know me think about it, since I surely know what guys that don't know me think… It wasn't intended that personal, but now I'm grateful I asked." Naturally, Clark blushed. Lex's eyes turned from panicked to shocked, like he couldn't believe what he was hearing, and Clark surely gave himself some credit - if a surprised Lex was difficult to achieve, a shocked Lex was ten times harder. Harder, mmm… Wait, no, he doesn't want to go there right now. "I kinda hoped you would think something like that, but I certainly didn't think it would ever happen," Clark blushed even a darker shade, if that was possible. Lex couldn't believe his ears. But he regained composure quickly, and guessing what Clark's question was originally about, he decided to go a little further into the confessions department. After all, not every day the object of your desires tells you he wants you to want him.
"What was the original question?" His eyes traveled to fix on Clark's.
"What?" Clark surely didn't see that one coming.
"What did you mean to ask me?" Lex reformulatis qis question, wishing Clark wouldn't back out now, because he wasn't sure he would be able to handle the fact that he could have got the one thing he wanted the most, but let it slip through his fingers at the slowness of his mind.
"Oh… well… do you think I've got a - a cocksucker's mouth?" There, he'd said it.
So Lex had guessed right. "Yes," not ever turning his gaze away from his young friend's. "I've given it some thought lately, actually," Lex expanded his answer. "You have?" Clark sounded nicely surprised. "I thought I was the only one who thought of us that way".
"What way?" Lex knew he was pushing it, but he needed to know exactly how far Clark's thoughts had gone. He was his innocent, teenage friend, after all.
"Kissing you, blowing you… fucking you" And the intensity of the bluscreacreased.
"Hmm…" so far with the innocence. Lex's eyes seemed distant, definitely picturing something.
"What are you thinking?" Clark's low voice brought him back from his thoughts.
"About how it would - no, how it *will* be when you kiss me, and blow me… when you fuck me," and Lex couldn't believe how tight his pants were getting just from this conversation. His head got nearer to Clark's with every word. And all Lex could think about was how thlipslips would taste, how that skin would taste… that, and how glad he was they were parked when Clark had brought up the question. And Clark could think of nothing at all, being so close to Lex, getting closer every second… and the next thing he knew, soft lips were pressed against his, tongue licking, silently begging for entrance. He parted his lips, and the brush of Lex's tongue against his made his cock jump. The growl at the loss of that tongue turned into a moan whet it started caressing his neck, Lex's hand in his hair, pulling him closer, the other one gently cupping his cock, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer.
"*Lex*," he breathed, and Lex knew, his pants quickly unbuttoned and unzipped, his cock freed from his underwear, and Lex's tongue left his neck to lick the head, slow circular motions that were driving him mad. "Oh *God*, Lex, *please*…", and Lex took him in his mouth, sucking, carefully tracing the long of his shaft with his teeth, pressing the vein at the base with his tongue, swallowing when it hit his throat, and Clark couldn't hold on any longer, he came in Lex's mouth, shaking. And Lex swallowed his come like a thirsty man craving for water, not willing to spill a single drop… When he stopped shaking, Lex went up to his mouth, capturing it in a hot kiss, and Clark could taste himself, and Lex beneath, in a feeling that was almost overwhelming, and he wanted, *God*, he needed… "Lex, fuck me" he said against Lex's mouth.
"God, Clark… are you sure you want that?" Lex stared into his eyes with hungry ones, and Clark was more than sure. "Yes, Lex, *please*… I want it… I *need* it." Lex grinned widely.
"OK, but not here, okay?" Clark nodded, not being able to form the words, less alone to speak them, and zipped up his pants with shaking hands.
Lex gave him another kiss, and quickly started the car, not really sure how he was thinking he'd be able to get home, being as hard as he was, but he made it. He parked in front of the castle, looking at Clark as he nodded and got out of the car, and getting out himself. They ran until they got to Lex's bedroom, where they started kissing again, hungry, desperate kisses, stripping each other off their clothes, the part of Lex's brain that was still capable of rational thought wondering how Clark was already so hard again. Lex took out a tube from a drawer as they moved over to the bed, not breaking the kiss for a single second until they reached it. Clary ony on it on his back, staring into the blue depth of Lex's eyes, not wanting to ever look away.
"It would be better if you got on your hands and knees, being the first time-" but Clark cut hff. ff. "No, I want to see your face Lex, please…"
"Okay." Lex didn't complain, wanting to see his face as well. He spread Clark's legs and opened the tube, pouring some lube into his palm, warming it a bit. Then he bent down and started licking around Clark's opening, teg hig him, hearing Clark moan, moaning too at the knowledge that he was the one making Clark sound like that, and the first one at that.
He soon replaced the tongue with a finger, and pushed in just the tip, looking at Clark twitch when he did so. He pushed a little further, twisting inside of him, watching how Clark arched his back when he hit the prostate. He pulled the finger out, which earned him a small grunt of discontent that turned one one of pleasure when he replaced it with two, starting to stretch Clark's ass.
"*God*, Lex, *please*, just…"
"Shh… I'm stretching you, Clark, just a bit more…" When Lex felt Clark was ready, he spread some lube over his own cock with his free hand, took out his fingers and replaced them with the tip of his dick, pushing in just a little.
"*Lex*."
"God, Clark, you're so *tight*…" he whispered, pushing in a little deeper, hearing Clark moan in response. He reached out for Clark's chest, gentlasinasing his nipples, leaning forward to lie on top of Clark as he pushed deeper, all the way in.
"You're so beautiful, Clark," Lex said against Clark's neck, sucking and licking and kissing it hotly. He could see the complain in Clark's face when he slowly pulled out, just to push in a little faster, a little harder, both ing ing in unison, whispering unintelligible words, starting a rocking motion that Clark began to love.
"Harder, Lex, *please*…" Clark was begging and he didn't even care, and harder Lex could manage, thrusting as deep as he could, er eer each time, and faster as he reached for Clark's cock. Strokes matching the thrusts at his ass, harder and faster, and Clark growled every time Lex hit his prostate.
"*God*, Clark…" and knewknew he wouldn't last much longer, so he rockedder der and er aer and stroked harder and faster, and lights exploded behind his eyes when his orgasm hit him, coming deep inside Clark. That was all it took for Clark to come in his hand, screaming something that might have been Lex's name, both shuddering as Lex collapsed on top of his lover and stayed there until the aftershocks were through and he could remember how to breathe again.
He carefully pulled out of Clark, rolling over to lie by the side of his lover, holding him tight against him and kissinm som softly and deeply.
"That was *amazing*," Lex said, gently stroking Clark's cheek, and all Clark could do was nod in agreement before drifting off to sleep with a wide smile lighting up his face that expressed just how happy he was.
And just how Lex felt, too.
End
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