The Billionaire Books

Lex found the book on the kitchen counter. The spine was marred with frayed lines and the pages were well-worn. He picked up the book and frowned as he looked down at the cover. *'Barnyard Billionaire'*, he read silently, his lips moving into an amused smirk. The picture was cheap and tawdry. A hugely muscled man with dark hair flowing across his face was towering over a bed. Long, pale legs flowed over the edge of the bed, and ivory fingers were wound around the dark, golden thigh belonging to the muscled brunette. Snickering, Lex curved a finger inside the cover, pulling open the front flap to show the inner scene.

A slender bald man lay back on the bed, a look of ecstasy on his face as he stared up towards where the muscle-man would be standing.

The book fell on the floor, falling from numb fingers, and Lex turned and walked out of the kitchen, moving directly towards the bar in his office. He poured himself a scotch, and drank it down with a hiss before storming back into the kitchen to reach down and grasp the book in his shaking hand. Turning the book over, he read the 'exciting look at the depths of the Billionaire's explorations into the barn...and his own sexuality'.

He carried the book back into the office, reading silently as he poured another drink.

*'Rex was sure that nothing and no one could pierce his cold heart...that is, until he hit Kirk with his dune buggy.
Kirk showed Rex what it is to love...and what it is to MAKE love. Join Rex and Kirk on their journey as they discover the truth...that they complete each other.*

Lex roared and threw the book across the room.

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"Ooooh. Have you read the latest Krex book?"

A delighted squeal pierced Lex's skull in it's high-pitched enthusiasm.

"There's a new one? 'Billionaire Barn-Hopping'?"

"No...that's last month's. This one is HOT! You have got to read chapter 13! Rex decides to get married, because he thinks that Kirk won't trust him, and the bitch he marries tries to kill him by sabotaging his hot air balloon over the Great Lakes!"

A shocked gasp echoed into the hall where Lex was pressed against the kitchen door, a glass of scotch clasped tight in his trembling hand as he listened to the raspy voice of his chef.

"NO!"

"Yes!"

"Oh, my god! Poor Kirk must be heart-broken! He loves Rex so much!"

"I know. But, look. Chapter 13 has Kirk finding Rex in the Salt Lake in a rogue canoe. And he saves him with his *love*."

A long, shaky sigh went straight to Lex's stomach, and he clasped an arm across it.

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Lex paced his father's office, watching as Lionel looked out across the city of Metropolis.

"Why, Dad?"

"Son, it's a sound business decision. I think that there's merit in the idea, and profit to be made." Lionel looked over his shoulder, a nasty smirk on his face. "Besides, I think you're the perfect person to be in charge of the deal."

Throwing a hand up, Lex turned around and headed for the door.

"Lex! Son, whatever your *personal* feelings are, I know you'll do your best to make sure we acquire Harlequere books." Lionel turned back to the window, shifting his hips as he looked down at the latest book in the series, 'The Billionaire Barn-Raising'. "I simply must have it."

Groaning loudly, Lex fled the office.

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"Mr. Luthor! Mr. Luthor!"

Lex arched a pale eyebrow and looked out across the sea of reporters. Sighing heavily, he pointed at a woman he vaguely recognized from DNN.

"Mr. Luthor, is it true that Luthorcorp recently bought out Harlequere books?"

Lex nodded, and attempted to smile. "Yes, we found it to be a good investment, and we will persevere to see the venture through to the benefit of all involved. Next?"

"Mr. Luthor? Lois Lane, Daily Planet. What is your personal opinion on the amazingly popular Krex series?"

He found himself unable to completely hold back the wince, and felt the air around him thicken as the journalists scented the blood in the water. "I have no personal opinion on the series, Ms. Lane. I haven't read them."

"Really?"

The voice pierced the crowd, and Lex's eyes shot over to where Clark Kent was standing, his head cocked to the side as he grinned up at Lex.

"I'm afraid not, Mr. Kent. I am sure you can understand that I don't really have the time or the inclination to sit around reading romance novels."

Clark smiled, his teeth shining across the room, and Lex felt his cock twitch in his pants. He clutched the sides of the podium.

"Hmm. I have to admit, Mr. Luthor, I'm kind of shocked. Personally, I think the stories are really hot." Clark licked his lips. "I've read every one. Repeatedly."

Lex felt a damp spot spread across the front of his fly and he felt panic start to flare up in his chest.

Calling a fast end to the press conference, he raced to his limo. As they pulled away, he looked out the tinted windows. He saw Clark waving at him and he pulled harder on his cock, gasping as he came in a surge over the top of his hand.

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Lex lay back in his bed, a box of tissues on the mattress next to him, barely concealing the latest 'Billionaire' novel.

"Stupid books," he muttered. "Stupid Clark fucking Kent." He reached down, his hand searching blindly beneath the bed for the apple-scented lotion he seemed to keep forgetting to put away. His fingers bumped up against cool plastic, and he pulled the cheap bottle of lotion onto the bed. He unscrewed the bottle and tipped it over towards his open palm.

A knock at the window jolted him, and a large blob of lotion overflowed his hand, dripping onto his stomach. Squinting his eyes, he peered out in the darkness, and sighed loudly when he saw bright red fabric slap against the pane.

"What do you want?" He yelled out at the man.

When there was no answer, he wiped his dripping hand on the comforter and got off of the bed, moving toward the window. He rolled his eyes and slipped the lock up, opening the window.

"What do you want?"

A pair of sparkling blue-green eyes met his as the man floated closer to him. "I have a favor to ask."

Lex snorted. "What makes you think I would ever grant you a favor, alien?"

"It's not a *big* favor, Luthor. " The man's face seemed almost sheepish for a moment, and Lex caught a glimpse of the boy beneath the mask. He bit down on his lip and waited. "I was just doing my patrol, and I saw your light on...I was really bored. Nothing is going down tonight, and I just wondered..." Mischievous eyes moved over to the bed. "Do you have a book I could borrow?"

Lex fought to control the emotion roiling up inside him. He took a deep breath and shut his window, locking it with a flick of his wrist. He walked back towards the bed, his spine pulled straight, when he thought he heard a low laugh. He whirled around and saw a pair of bright red boots moving away from his window.

"Arrogant ass," he muttered, settling back onto his bed. Shaking his head in irritation, he lifted 'Billionaire Boy-Toy' up to his face. He only had two chapters to go.

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Lex crept up to the kitchen, listening closely when he heard the chef begin to chatter with the delivery girl.

"Have you SEEN the latest cover?"

"Oh, I know! Whoever that guy is, he's fucking *built*! I could bounce a quarter off of that ass!"

A dry laugh caught Lex's ear. "I don't think that a quarter is what's going to get bounced on it."

Knowing giggles joined the laughter, and Lex rolled his eyes, mentally urging the chattering women on.

"Did you read the last chapter? I cried my eyes out."

"Me too. I couldn't believe it. That idiot billionaire is totally ruining both of their lives."

"I know, right? Kirk told him the truth about him being from the lost continent and Rex turned him away. I was crying my eyes out."

"Oh, definitely. I couldn't believe it! Rex has been gagging for Kirk to spill the beans since the day they met, and when he finally trusts him...he says it's too late. What a bunch of nonsense."

Lex moved away from the door, narrowing his eyes in confusion. Is that what Clark thought? That if he trusted Lex and was honest with him, Lex wouldn't accept him? That he would turn him away?

Moving into the office, Lex reached down past the liquor and pulled open the mini-fridge, grabbing a bottle of water. He unscrewed the top and moved over to the desk, punching Clark's telephone number into the keypad.

"Kent."

"Clark? It's Lex."

Silence filled the office, and Lex heard Clark clear his throat. "Hey, Lex. Did you need something?"

Lex sighed, and pinched his nose before shaking off his nerves and nodding to the empty room. "Yeah, I was calling to see if you still needed to borrow a book."

There was a strange gurgling noise on the end of the line, and Lex attempted to remain patient as he waited for a response.

"Clark?"

"Um...so, you *do* read them?" Clark's voice sounded slightly shaky.

Lex smirked. "I've got the whole set."

The gurgling increased.

"Clark? Are you okay?"

"When can I come over?"

"Now is good for me." Lex felt a whirl of wind surround him, and watched papers flutter down from his desk, onto the floor. Slowly, he replaced the phone in the base, and turned to see Clark, flushed and smiling.

"Which one is your favorite?" Clark asked, his smile widening to a blinding glow.

Lex closed his eyes and walked forward. He leaned in and brushed his lips against Clark's. "The one that hasn't been written yet."

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Martha Kent grinned at the television, watching her son look lovingly into Lex Luthor's eyes as they stood next to each other at the black-tie affair at the Metropolis concert hall.

It looked like she was going to be making a new series. Looking away and staring off into space, she pondered calling that nice Bruce Wayne. He'd been so sweet to pose for her books. She was certain he'd be willing to do it again. Maybe he'd bring Alfred over, too...and that adorable Dick Grayson.

Her eyes lit up, and she reached for her laptop. The thrilling, passionate adventures of Brock and Dirk were about to begin. Now, if she could just get Clark to talk Lex into posing in an acrobat costume, the cover would be set!