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Title: Fun With Fruit Author: Jinx Fandom: Smallville CLFF: Wave VII Rating: R Series: No damned way. Summary: Fruit = Sex…
Hey! It’s been known to happen! Beta: Thanks to HC—you rule! Date: January 4, 2004 Fun With
Fruit By Jinx "Clark," Lex looked up
from his paperwork. "Why is there a banana in my coffee cup?" Clark, who was now on the other
side of the room, raised his eyes to the ceiling, desperately trying not to
laugh. “Clark?” “Hmm?” Clark answered, still not
looking at Lex, feigning great interest in the pool cues lined up against the
wall. “Is there something you’re trying
to tell me?” Lex asked, amusement filling his voice. Clark turned and stood in front
of the pool table, reaching down and taking two balls from the felt. Rolling them in the palm of one hand like a
pair of Chinese meditation balls, he raised innocent green eyes to Lex. “I’m not sure I know what you mean.” Lex stood slowly, removing the
long, thick, yellow fruit from his thankfully empty coffee cup. Locking his eyes with Clark’s,
making sure he had the younger man’s complete and undivided attention, Lex
slowly peeled the skin away from the banana while moving around the desk. Clark’s eyes instantly widened,
changing from the innocent who-me expression to one of immediate, intense
lust. His mouth dropped open as Lex
slowly raised the now bare fruit to his lips and leisurely slid it into his
mouth, pink lips sensuously slipping down, around, and over the light yellow
flesh, cheeks hollowing as the fruit slid in and out of Lex’s mouth. The sound of pool balls crashing
to the floor reverberated throughout the room and Lex blinked lazily as Clark
instantly appeared in front of him, invading his personal space by practically
standing on top of him; Clark’s groin pressing Lex against the desk. Lex slowly dragged the banana out
of his mouth until only the tip remained inside. Not breaking eye contact, Lex pinched his lips closed, snipping
the tip of the banana off, sucking on it until he was able to swallow. He watched as Clark’s eyes
widened more and a high-pitched squeal squeaked from his lover’s throat. Clark was breathing through both his nose
and mouth, panting like he’d just run a marathon (around the Milky Way),
nostrils flaring. Lex arched an eyebrow and bit
back a grin as he watched Clark watch him swallow. “Clark?” Lex asked, tapping the
banana against his bottom lip, gliding it deliberately over pale pink
lips. “Was there something you were
trying to tell me?” Lex opened his mouth
to slide the banana back in when he was suddenly hoisted up in strong arms and
zipped through the mansion at break-neck speeds. The next Lex was aware, he found
himself bouncing on the bed, clothing tossed to the four corners of the room,
and the banana nowhere to be seen. A naked Clark had him caged to the bed, knees on either
side of his thighs, palmed hands pinned to each side of Lex’s head. Lex smirked as he stared up at
his boyfriend. “I take that as a
‘yes’.” Clark growled and buried his face
in the curve of Lex’s throat, sucking the blood to the surface over his pulse
point. Lex grasped Clark’s wrists as he
threw his head back, baring his neck to his lover’s mouth, body arching,
demanding the feel of his lover’s touch. “Oh god, yes, Clark! More!” Clark obliged by running his lips
and tongue across Lex’s throat, sucking a ring of love bites from one pulse
point to the other. By the time Clark
reached the other side of Lex’s neck, Lex was shaking like a tree in a tornado,
hands attempting to gain purchase on Clark’s sides, fingernails sliding down
the impenetrable flesh. “Clark, PLEASE!” Clark answered by removing his
tongue and lips from Lex’s skin and looking menacingly down upon his lover. “CLARK, you bastard! Don’t stop!” Clark’s eyes darkened, sending
shivers down Lex’s spine, goose pimples quickly decorated Lex’s pale
flesh. He leaned down; soft, wet lips
barely touching Lex and warm breath, blowing softly in his ear. “I have no intention of stopping, Lex,”
Clark growled. If Lex hadn’t been so close to
the edge, he would have been able to retain the last ounce of control he
normally possessed at times like these.
But unfortunately for him, when Clark was involved, control got tossed
to the four corners of the bedroom, much like his clothes had earlier; and the
mere sound of Clark’s lust-filled voice had him coming like a teenager losing
his virginity. When Lex finally returned from
his orbit of the universe, he was faced with a very smug, very horny,
very HOT lover, grinning down on him. “I hate you,” Lex whispered
casually, voice a bit gravelly. Hmm,
scream much, Alexander? Lex half-heartily berated himself. But there was no heat in the words thanks to
post coital haze and the hope that he was about to get fucked within an inch of
his life. Clark grinned and leaned down,
hot breath breathing into Lex’s mouth in a sensual, sexual, naked
version of CPR. “I love you, too,” Clark
breathed, nipping Lex’s bottom lip, sucking and teething the soft flesh. Lex was about to speak when
Clark, keeping his eyes locked with Lex’s, leaned back down and away, face
hovering over Lex’s damp groin. Lex
snapped his mouth shut and felt his dick attempting to harden. And with Clark’s warm breath mere
centimeters away from said dick, it certainly wouldn’t be a shock if Lex were
ready sooner rather than later. But
sooner came sooner than even Lex thought as he felt Clark slowly drag his
tongue up from Lex’s bellybutton to the center of his chest. This was repeated several more times, making
sure to remove all traces of Lex’s come from his chest. When Clark had finished, he
crawled up and knelt over a quivering Lex, palmed hands on either side of Lex’s
head and knees straddling Lex’s hips; dark, thick cock leaking pre-come over
Lex’s groin. “Clrg,” Lex’s hoarse voice
attempted, much to Clark’s amused smile and laughing eyes. Clearing his throat, Lex tried
again. “Clark.” Clark silently answered by
raising an eyebrow. Lex tossed his head back as much
as he could while lying on a bed, silently beckoning Clark to come closer as
though he were going to tell Clark a secret. Intrigued, Clark lowered his
head, turning his head to the side to allow Lex to whisper what he wanted to
say. “FUCK ME!” Lex screamed in
Clark’s ear, startling the other man into nearly flinging himself off the bed
backwards. Clark regained his balance
easily enough and scowled down at his lover. “You little…” Clark trailed off,
but his eyes said more than words would ever be able to express. Those wide, green-irised, dialated-pupiled
eyes said, ‘you asked for it’. And Lex grinned. *_*_*_*_*_* Several hours and a sore asshole
later, Lex peeled open a sleep-heavy, but extremely satisfied blue eye… the eye
that currently wasn’t being squashed against Clark’s chest. He was lying on his left side glued down
Clark’s right, right leg tossed over Clark’s and right hand buried in the
depths of Clark’s thick dark hair. His
mouth was partially opened and attached just below a brownish-pink nipple. Life could NOT be better than
this! He shifted just a bit as he
realized that there was something sticky down by his left calf. But not wanting to move very much, he just
shifted his leg and cuddled closer to Clark’s body. Unfortunately, the ‘stickiness’
followed his movement. Frowning, he
raised his head just enough to see what it could be and groaned when he saw
half of a rather smashed banana resting against his leg. “Mgh,” he moaned as he dropped
his head back down to its resting place.
The movement was enough to cause Clark to groan and move, rolling over
and wrapping his arms around Lex’s body, pulling him close so that the two men
were not only chest to chest, but groin to groin and thigh to thigh; their
lower legs intertwined. Lex would have been content with
the new arrangement if a certain smashed yellow fruit hadn’t followed along and
rested its sticky self against his leg. Fuck. Lex narrowed his eyes and thought
about just kicking it away from him and off the bed when an evil little light
went off in his equally evil little head and he grinned… well, evilly. He managed to move his leg enough
to back kick the banana far enough up the bed so that it hit him just below his
butt. Then, removing one of his arms
from around Clark, he reached around and behind him to snag the squashed
fruit. Bringing it up and holding it
just above their bodies, Lex very sweetly, very tenderly brushed his lips
across Clark’s sleep-slacked lips.
“Cla-ark,” Lex’s sing-song voice was barely a whisper. “Mmm,” Clark moaned, a soft smile
curving his mouth in sleep. Lex brushed his lips against
Clark’s again. “Cla-ark,” he repeated
softly, lightly kissing the corners of Clark’s mouth. Clark slowly started waking,
smiling with his eyes still closed. Lex knew what was to come next
and he tensed slightly, waiting for his one opportunity. Clark slowly began stretching his
body, and at the same time, his mouth opened wide for his morning yawn. Lex took his chance and crammed
the soggy banana into Clark’s mouth. Wide green eyes snapped open in
shock before quickly narrowing with retribution. However, by the time getting even crossed Clark’s mind, Lex was
already off the bed and on the other side of the room, laughing his ass off. “You little fucker!” Clark
cursed, spitting out the disgusting mess and springing from the bed. He was across the room and pinning Lex to
the wall faster than it took for the words to be voiced. Lex knew what Clark’s reaction
would be and didn’t even try to escape.
He was laughing too hard to even try. “I’m s-sorry, C-Cl-Clark,” Lex
sputtered. “I could-couldn’t
resist!” Tears beaded up in Lex’s
eyelashes and a tear strayed down the corner of one eye. “I-I’m s-sorry,” Lex apologized again,
letting his head fall against Clark’s chest and allowing his laughter to
consume him. Clark looked on with amusement
and continued to hold Lex up against the wall, letting his lover’s humor run
its course before exacting his revenge. Several minutes passed before Lex
was even able to lift his head from Clark’s chest; blue eyes had become
red-rimmed and tear-stained and sparkling with more mirth than Clark had seen
from Lex in several months. Suddenly, Clark didn’t have the
heart to get revenge… at least not right then and there. It would wait for another time. Clark smirked knowingly. Finally, Lex looked up at Clark,
face flushed with humor. “Are you done?” Clark asked
incredulously. Lex pressed his lips together in
a pathetic attempt not to crack up again and nodded his head. “Are you sure?” Clark asked
suddenly serious while pressing himself up against his lover, letting the other
man feel his erection. Lex’s eyes widened and all traces
of humor fled his face to be replaced by lust and want and need… and love. Lex raised his arms to wrap
around Clark’s neck, nose instantly pressed to Clark’s throat. “I love you,” he muttered, darting the tip
of his tongue out to draw patterns on Clark’s jaw. Clark carefully lifted Lex up,
cradling the other man carefully in his arms and moving them to the bed. “I love you, too,” Clark answered, nuzzling
the crown of Lex’s head. While Lex was busy sucking on his
throat, Clark calculatingly positioned Lex over the bed at just the right angle
and dropped his arms, causing Lex to fall ass-first on the spat out banana. Some say the howl was heard as
far away as Metropolis. The End << |