Title: The Price of Forgiveness
Author: TJ
Pairing: Clark/Lex
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Lex finds out that Clark's been lying to him all along.
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The Price Of Forgiveness
"I can't believe you lied to me about all this," Lex said coldly. He was in his study, behind his desk as usual. Clark was standing before him, looking everywhere but at Lex himself. "I thought we were friends. I thought I could trust you, Kent."
The use of his last name brought Clark up short and he flinched at the anger and betrayal he saw reflected in Lex's blue eyes. He'd never seen those eyes so hard and cold before. They were like ice and Clark felt his insides freeze up under the intensity of Lex's gaze. He couldn't believe it had come to this. He'd always hated lying to Lex and now those lies were going to cost him his best friend. Dread, like a fist, curled inside his belly as he fought to salvage what they had.
"We *are* friends, Lex," Clark said, his voice taking on a desperate tone, as if begging for it might actually make it so.
"No. We are not. Friends do not lie to each other. Friends do not betray one another. You are not my friend, Kent," Lex said, lips tight. "You obviously never were."
"God, Lex, don't say that," Clark begged, taking a half step forward.
"Why not? It's the truth."
"What can I do, Lex?" Clark asked suddenly. "What can I do to make this right between us again? There has to be something. Something I can do or say to make you believe me again."
"You want me to believe you, Clark?" Lex asked, leaning back in the chair and bringing his fingertips together so that his hands rested on his chest. "You want me to believe that you're sorry, that we're still friends? Is that it?"
Clark nodded eagerly, willing to do whatever it took to get Lex to forgive him. He was right. Lying to him had been the worst thing he could have done. Knowing Lex the way he did, he should have known dishonesty was the one betrayal that Lex would find hardest to forgive.
"And you'll do anything to get a second chance?" Lex pressed.
Clark realized then that Lex was giving him an opportunity to back out. He didn't hesitate, nodding his head again to let him know that he was serious about this. He'd do whatever it took to get Lex to take a chance on him again.
"Then you can start by getting on your knees and sucking me off," Lex said. His voice was calm and even, as if he'd just asked for an extra produce delivery rather than oral sex.
"Lex..." Clark hesitated, staring at his friend in shock. He couldn't believe Lex had just said that and even more shocking was his own reaction to it. It wasn't the disgust he'd felt when Whitney and the rest of the football team had suggested that very same thing. In fact, it was just the opposite.
"Or you can get out and never come back," Lex cut in, turning his attention back to the work on his desk. "The choice is yours, Clark. But make up your mind one way or the other. I've got work to do."
"Doing... doing that wi-will make you forgive me?" Clark asked, trying to steady his racing emotions at the obvious dismissal. He didn't want to lose Lex. Not like this. And, if he was truthful, part of him wanted to do what Lex was demanding.
"No," Lex replied. "But it might convince me of your sincerity. After that we can discuss what you can do to earn my forgiveness."
Clark felt his heart start to pound in his chest. He knew then that Lex would demand much more than a blowjob from him before this was all said and done. And he knew without a doubt that he'd do whatever he asked of him. His feelings for Lex, while confusing, were too strong to allow the other man to cut him out of his life. If Lex wanted him to whore himself to half of Smallville, he'd do it just for the chance of being Lex's friend again.
Lex merely watched as Clark's inner struggle raged. Clark was trying to come to terms with what Lex had asked of him. He knew, if he wanted another chance, he was going to have to prove himself. If he ran now, Lex would be forever out of his reach.
"I am sorry, Lex," Clark said as he walked forward, decision made. "I should never have lied to you. I was pretty confused myself at first and then with all the stuff Dad kept saying about not trusting you... I screwed up. I know it and I'll do whatever it takes to prove myself to you again."
"Are you sure, Clark?" Lex asked, the desire he normally kept carefully hidden shining through in his eyes. "You have no idea the things I could make you do before this is finished."
"I don't care," Clark said. He was standing to the side of Lex's chair now. All the other man had to do was swivel around and Clark would be in front of him. "As long as nobody gets hurt, you know... other than me... I don't care what you make me do."
"You'd let me hurt you?" Lex asked, surprise evident in his voice.
"If that's what you wanted," Clark answered, swallowing nervously. He grabbed Lex's chair and spun it around to face him. He offered the man he considered his best friend a tentative smile before dropping to his knees. He wished he could stop shaking already, but couldn't seem to make his body listen.
"And what if I told you to let my father fuck you?" Lex pressed, his hand reaching for Clark's head and petting it. "Would you do that?"
"Yes," Clark whispered, eyes downcast as he felt himself blushing furiously. "But I'd ask a favor first."
"What favor?" Lex asked.
"That you let someone else fu... fuck me first. I... I've never done that before and I don't really want your...your dad to be my first time."
"And if I said no?"
"Then I'd do it," Clark answered, the heat in his face increasing.
"You'd let my father, the man your own father despises, take your virginity?"
A mute nod was the only answer Clark was capable of giving but Lex didn't press it. It was enough. It was clear that if Lex demanded it Clark would allow Lionel to fuck him. And while Clark was sure he'd survive the experience, he had a feeling the internal scars would be massive.
"And if I told you to make sure your father found out?" Lex whispered.
A low keening sound, like an animal in pain, accompanied the nod this time. Clark knew that if his father ever found out that he had willing let Lionel Luthor fuck him their relationship would be over. But he'd made his choice, the consequences be damned.
Lex gasped aloud and a moment later Clark felt Lex's hand gently grasp his chin and lift his head. Gentle fingers brushed away the tears that ran unbidden down his face at the mere thought of what Lex had suggested.
"I would never do that to you," Lex assured him, responding to Clark's pain. "But you already knew that, didn't you?"
"Wouldn't blame you," Clark whimpered. "I'd deserve it. For lying to you."
"Clark..." Lex trailed off, licking his lips.
Clark could feel Lex's arousal and his own body responded through his tears. He did want this. Licking his lips, Clark watched as Lex slid his hand back to grip him by the hair. With his free hand, Lex unbuttoned his pants and freed his stiff cock. Then Clark's head was being slowly guided forward until the tip pressed against his closed lips.
"Suck me," Lex whispered.
With a moan, Clark's mouth opened and the head of Lex's cock slipped inside. He was glad Lex kept a hand on his head. It was oddly comforting as he slid his mouth down a bit farther on Lex's erection. It felt so much different than he'd imagined it would the few times he'd actually let himself imagine such a thing. And the taste... the taste was pure Lex.
He slid his mouth down farther still until the head of Lex's cock nudged the back of his throat. There was still a fair amount of Lex's cock not in his mouth, but Clark knew that was as much as he could take. Having reached that point, Clark slid his mouth back up, running his tongue along the underside as he did so.
The groan that single action elicited from Lex shot straight to Clark's groin. He let his tongue swirl around the head for a moment, tasting the pre-cum that oozed out then he began a slow descent back down.
He could feel Lex tense beneath him and knew the other man was fighting to keep still. He wanted to pull his mouth away and tell Lex he didn't have to, but he didn't want to give up his prize. When the head nudged his throat again, Clark sucked hard then slowly withdrew again.
"Fuck!" Lex gasped as Clark tortured him with his mouth.
Clark knew his inexperience was evident. This was probably the worst blowjob Lex had ever had but he was enjoying himself too much to worry about it now. He could tell, though, that Lex was perilously close and began to speed up. He took less into his mouth but he moved up and down faster, caressing with his tongue where he could. When the hand that wasn't wrapped around Lex's cock reached up to gently caress the man's balls, it was all over.
"Clark!" Lex cried out as he came in the young man's mouth. Clark gagged at the unexpected sensation and pulled back allowing Lex's spasming cock to slip free of his mouth. Clark's hand still gripped him by the base and he heard Lex moan as his cum splashed onto Clark's face and chest.
Clark jerked awake as his own orgasm overtook him. Biting his lip to stifle the noise, he grasped his cock as he covered his own belly with cum. By the time it was over he was shaking and gasping, his legs feeling like he'd just run clear around the world and back.
"Shit," he muttered as he grabbed the corner of his sheet to clean himself off. Once he was clean, he climbed unsteadily out of bed. He needed to talk to Lex right now. A glance at the clock showed it to be just after two a.m. Clark didn't care. He never wanted to see that look of betrayal in Lex's eyes. Not over him. Grabbing the phone, he punched in Lex's number and headed toward the barn.
"Hello?" came the sleepy voice on the other end.
"Lex, it's Clark. I need to talk to you about something really important. Can I come over?"
END.