Title: Apocalypse Rising
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Alternate Universe, PWP
Feedback: kinin_ai@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: They’re not mine, but I wish they were.
Authors Notes: Although I’m using characters from the first season of Smallville, in my world Clark and Lex met a few years later than established cannon, so Clark is about 17.
Part of the Clex Fest challenge at http://www.kardasi.com/Lexclusive/ClexFest
APOCALYPSE RISING
He looked in the mirror at himself again. He couldn't believe the results. He had awakened today feeling great invigorated and ready for anything. He just wasn't sure he was expecting this. Earlier he was in one of the backfields practicing. What good were his abilities if he couldn't control them with a little practice? He spent the morning quickly going from his x-ray to his heat vision. Then he tested his strength, while controlling the tension on the objects he touched. Looking about the room now, he spotted the results of one of those tests. The different metals bent could pass for abstract metal sculpture in some gallery in Metropolis.
[Maybe I can make it as an artist.]
Now that everything was done for the day, he was ready. His mom was in the kitchen cooking, her back facing the door, so he called to her on the way out. He concentrated then spoke.
"I'm going to see a friend, I'm be back in a few hours."
"Don't forget it's a school night."
"Night, Mom. "
He paused, smiled and left the house. He looked right then left before doing a quick run over to Lex's. Using his x-ray sight he scanned the house looking for Lex. In one of the rooms on the second floor, he saw Lex in an office. Checking out the rest of the house, he only saw a few servants on the lower floor. He stood at the gate a moment wondering how he should enter.
[Oh well.]
He rang the bell.
"Yes."
"This is Mr. Clark Kent. I'm here to see Mr. Lex Luthor."
There was a buzz and the gate opened. He walked in following the walkway to the front door. When he reached it the door was opened by one of the servants he'd seen earlier.
"Mr. Kent. Mr. Luthor is in the upstairs office, this way."
The man raised his arm indicating to Clark to follow him. He was lead up the stairs, through various doorways before finally entering a hall. They walked a few feet and stopped before a door. The man knocked once and waited.
"You may enter." A voice from the other side said.
The man opened the door motioning to Clark to follow him inside.
"Mr. Luthor, Mr. Kent to see you."
"Thank you, Charles."
"Is there anything you need, sir?"
"No, you may go."
"Very well. Good evening sirs." The man nodded and turned quickly, closing the door as he went out.
"This is a first, Clark. You never rang the bell before."
"Well, let's just say it was proper for the occasion."
"What occasion is that?"
"Oh, I can't stop by and see a friend? Is ringing a doorbell suddenly wrong? I can be well mannered, you know." He spoke taking a sit across from the desk where Lex was sitting.
Lex leaned back with a smile. "So what can I do for you Clark?"
"Nothing really, I just thought I'd stop by to visit." He stood up from his chair. "I thought maybe we could just hang out, talk, or maybe watch a movie. It doesn't matter to me. We could play a few games of pool if you're 'up' for it." He'd walked around the desk to lean against it next to Lex's chair.
"So you just want to hang out in the middle of the week. I was working."
"Lex, you work entirely too much. You should relax."
He stood to stand behind Lex's chair laying his hands on his friends’ shoulders. "You're so tense, let me help." He began kneading the muscles in the shoulders with a firm rhythm, loosening them as the tension started melting away. Lex closed his eyes as his friend gave him an impromptu massage, he head falling back against the solid form behind him.
"This is nice Clark. Maybe you should stop by more often, I could use a good masseuse now and again. It would save me from arranging to fly someone down all the time."
"Lex, it's no trouble." He leaned forward to whisper in Lex's ear. "Just call on me anytime, I'll be glad to 'rub you down'."
Lex shivered at the sound of his friends voice in his ear. [Was Clark flirting with him?]
"Clark? Do your parents know you're over here?"
"I just told them I was going to see a friend. We are friends, aren't we Lex?" The hands moved from the shoulders gliding down the man's arms. "Besides the parental units hardly ever really know what a child wants...desires...."
Lex began to feel uneasy about Clark's strange behavior. When had his friend ever shown 'that' type of interest in him? Sure he wondered if Clark had noticed the way he subtlety flirted with him on occasion, but the young man had never seemed to notice. But with Clark touching him at various points on his body, maybe he had been wrong.
Lex leaned away from Clark and made to push his chair from the desk.
"That's good for now Clark."
The younger man kindly stepped aside, allowing Lex to move from the desk and stand up.
"Maybe we should sit on one of the couches, I'm at a good place to stop working now."
He shut down the computer to give himself time to calm his rapidly beating heart. What was going on with Clark?
"Come on, Lex." Clark was lounged comfortably on the sofa, patting the cushion next to him for Lex to sit.
"You'll definitely be more comfortable here, than at the desk."
Clark gave him a sultry look, lips pursed; his eyes had a wicked gleam to them. His whole demeanor spoke of hunger and Lex felt as if he were prey waiting to be devoured.
He sat at the end of the couch instead, leaving a few feet of space between them.
"Why are you all the way over there, Lex?" And before he could think of a good reason, Clark had moved quickly over the distance.
"That's better." He leaned into Lex, who was trying very hard not to give in to the vision sitting next to him. There had to be a reason for Clark's uncharacteristic behavior and as a good friend he shouldn't take advantage, no matter how he wanted to wrap himself around Clark's body.
Clark watched delighted at Lex denying himself. He seemed calm, but his body twitched a little whenever he had to stop himself from getting closer.
[It seems I have to break through that shell of yours Lex. This is going to be fun.]
Clark slid an arm across the back of the couch then rested it along Lex's neck, his hand grasping Lex's shoulder.
"I'm glad I decided to stop by tonight Lex. I've been wanting to tell you something for a while now."
"Really?"
"I like being your friend Lex. Do you like being mine?"
He looked Lex in the eyes waiting for an answer.
"Of course I like being you friend Clark."
"And friends 'do things' with each other, don't they Lex?"
"Yes." Lex's voice sounded like a whimper.
"You seemed worried Lex? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine Clark."
"You sure? Because I can assure you there's nothing to worry your pretty little head about?" He leaned forward and licked the top of Lex's baldhead.
Lex was shocked still, unable to move. No one had ever tried to do that before, even the ones who weren't bothered by his mostly hairless body didn't bother to caress his head. It was wet and his skin tingled were Clark's tongue moved about, making dizzying patterns on his head. He didn't think he would ever be turned on by someone licking his head, whatever Clark wanted to do he just hoped he didn't stop this. Clark's tongue was a marvel; it made a path down his body. If he encountered an obstacle, he removed it. Lex was soon divested of his shirt when he laved at his nipples, making them stand out so he could bite them causing Lex to hiss at the slight pain and then melt as Clark soothed them. Just as his tongue was busy, Clark’s hands were constantly on the move. There wasn't a place on Lex's body that was left untouched.
After his pants were removed, Clark paused for a moment to look him over. Lex was beautiful, pale unblemished skin, nipples hard and red from his attentions. Unsurprisingly Lex hadn't worn any underclothes, and why should he when he had such soft, silky material touching his skin all day. He reached out to touch more of the skin that he wanted to taste. Lex had a taunt stomach, very defined abs, his legs were strong not overly muscular, just enough to tell he exercised regularly to maintain his physique. After caressing Lex’s thighs he lifted one leg to taste the skin behind the knee, the little crevice that capture moisture, he could taste the salt of Lex's body. Lex moaned as Clark teased him, refusing to touch him where it was most wanted and needed. He moved down the leg to take the time to caress Lex's foot.
"You should relax Lex. I'll take care of you. I'll give you exactly what you need."
Lex willed himself to relax and enjoy Clark's hands exploring his body. He soon forgot his anxiety or that Clark seemed a bit stranger than usual. He felt Clark move back to his side and grab his shoulders.
"I need you to lie down on your front Lex." Clark whispered into his ear and Lex tingled in anticipation.
He twisted his body, helping Clark place him on his front on the couch, where Clark massage his lower back all the way down to his ass. He kneed the cheeks admiring their firmness. Lex moaned as his aching erection rubbed against the leather couch. His thickened cock began leaking from all the pleasure Clark's touch was giving him. He rocked more against the cushions but Clark halted his hip movements. Oh god, he needed some friction.
"Clark, please."
"Shh...relax." The voice whispered to him.
Clark fondled Lex's ass a bit more before he parted the cheeks to blow against the pucker there. He heard Lex give a sharp gasp. He could smell the musk of his soon to be lover's body calling out to him and he wanted to taste. Lex felt Clark's tongue make teasing darts at his hole causing him to cry out. Clark clasped the firm mounds in his hands tightly, giving himself room. His tongue began to delve into the hole, roaming inside as far as he could, forcing the muscle to contact. Lex could only continue to moan as Clark rimmed him, not allowing him to touch himself, only to feel his tongue working his ass. He wanted to come so badly he felt his eyes began to tear and he knew he was begging, but he wasn't able to hear what he said, due the roar in his eyes from the blood rushing through his body on the way to his cock.
He felt the tongue leave but before he could protest he felt fingers entering him.
Clark felt Lex was wet enough and place two fingers inside him where his tongue was before. He moved them about loosening the muscle. He was searching for that particular spot when he felt a slight bump and Lex screamed. It was too much and his body climaxed, he felt his muscles clinch then shudder as his seed spurted out of him. He was panting and sweat poured from his skin. He felt limp and drained.
"See all you needed was to relax a bit." The voice said. He could barely open his eyes but he forced them open when he heard the sound of plastic crunching.
Behind Clark had stripped himself of all his clothes. He was standing gloriously naked and unashamed, rolling a condom on his hard cock. He had a small tube of lube from which he squeezed out a bit to slick the rubber.
"Now that you're all nice and loose, I can play too."
Lex didn't have time to appreciate the wonderful body of his lover, as said lover was raising him to his knees.
Clark got Lex on all fours, lining his cock directly at the small pucker of Lex's hole. He had used most of the lube in the tiny tube on Lex and himself. He hoped it was enough. As he slowly began to push his hard aching need into Lex's body. The strong muscles felt like a vice as he pushed through, moving slowly and carefully, giving Lex time to relax and allow him inside. As he breeched the outer sphincter he felt it give and he slowly pushed forward. He moved back and forth inching his way inside, until finally his cock was swallowed whole. He rested a bit, concentrating on holding onto his erection, waiting for Lex.
He felt the body beneath him move to shove back against him, clenching and unclenching around his cock. Clark began to thrust meeting Lex's movements, coordinating a rhythm, their bodies meeting. Every sigh and moan seeming a part of the flow of the music they were making together. Clark reached forward grasping Lex's cock that had risen to the occasion again. He started jerking Lex's erection in time to his movements into Lex's ass.
The points of pleasure increased in his body, Lex moved to impale himself on Clark's cock then forward to thrust into the hand in front of him. He was becoming tired, his arms seemed to no longer be able to hold him up, and he angled his body with his ass high and his head down on his arms. This allowed Clark to slide in deeper, hitting that place inside him over and over with each thrust. He soon felt that little tingle in his spine that became a slow burn encompassing his nerve endings. He felt himself tense then fall as his climax overtook him.
Clark saw Lex in orgasm and it was beautiful. As Lex's muscle spasmed, Clark felt them massage his cock, he began to thrust harder and faster to reach that moment, he stilled as he felt it, that surge of ecstasy. His heart pounded rapidly as waves of pleasure filled him. He fell forward on his hands, his body still joined to Lex's. He rode the pleasant feelings until they subsided, not wanting them to go. He slowly removed himself from Lex remembering to hold tight to the edges of the condom at the base of his cock. He tied off the condom to dispose of later. He sat back breathing deeply as he watched Lex asleep on the couch, giving in he lay next to the man and closed his eyes.
Sometime later he awoke from his doze. Lex's steady breathes calming. He stayed a while watching Lex sleep, the usual tense, expressionless features, soft and guileless in this relaxed state. It felt good to see him like this, his friend... his lover. He smiled as the giddy feeling filled his body; Lex Luthor was his lover tonight. He leaned close and whispered in the sleeping man's ear.
"You're so beautiful, Lex." He kissed the lips softly not disturbing the man's rest.
He stood and dressed quickly. He looked around and finally found a light blanket in one of the bedrooms to cover Lex. He gathered himself together remembering to remove the empty tube, used condom and wrapper from the room. He paused to be sure he left nothing behind and turned to leave with one last whisper.
"Goodbye Lex."
He walked from the room, down the stairs and out the front door. When he passed the gate, he looked about for anyone and sprinted down the street a bit. He stopped before the edge of town to look up at the sky.
[I slept with Lex Luthor.]
"Yippeeee." He gave a loud shout into the air, stretching his body, reaching his arms to the sky rejoicing in the feeling. He stood slowly relaxing in the stillness of the night, happy.
The proud smile on his face changed to a smirk as his features slowly shifted. He was no longer Clark Kent, but Lex Luthor and then he shifted again taking on the appearance of a small young girl. She stood in the street looking at the hands that were smaller than they were before. Tina smiled as she continued to walk it the chilly darkness of the night. Maybe this shifting thing wasn't half bad after all.
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Clark stood in the window of the hayloft looking out at the night sky. The busy silence of the evening played in his ear but could not distract him from his thoughts. Lex. This need to be closer to his best friend was beginning to take over his every move. Today alone he had been embarrassed by at least two teachers when he failed to answer after being called on in class. Chloe hounded him most of the day trying to find out what was wrong, she ignored his pleas of 'I'm fine.' and just gave him that look that said, 'you will tell me soon'. Clark sighed and gazed at the stars slowly making their appearance.
"Hi, Clark."
Clark spun around at the voice and saw Lex leaning on the wall across the room. His face flamed, as he felt guilty, that Lex had any idea he had been thinking about him most of the night.
"Hey! Lex!"
Lex paused a moment, Clark's obvious nervousness taking him aback. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah... I'm ... I mean I didn't expect you." [Oh god, I'm babbling like an idiot.]
"Hmm..." Lex shrugged letting the moment pass and he walked slowly closing the distance between them. "I thought I'd just stop by to see you Clark and thank you for yesterday."
"Yesterday?" Clark asked confused about what Lex could be thinking.
"I don't say that often enough to you Clark and I'd like to make up for that, if I can."
"Lex, you don't have to thank me for anything. We're friends, at least I like to think we are..."
Lex was now standing in front the somewhat bashful young man. "Of course Clark the very best of friends." Lex placed his hand on Clark's shoulder and looked up into his eyes hoping to prove the sincerity of his words. "I am closer to you Clark than I have ever been to anyone."
Lex's hand on his shoulder burned his skin sending warmth flowing through his body. His breath quickened and he fought not to lean in and bring his body into close contact to Lex's. He wanted to feel his friend's slender body against his, the wiry muscle holding him making them a part of the same space.
"Clark?"
"Yes, Lex?"
"I will always be your friend." Lex leaned forward and touched his lips to those of Clark's and soon both were lost to sensation.
In the morning Clark awoke alone on his small sofa and wondered if it were all a nice dream.
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It had taken much of morning to decide to head out to the Kent farm this afternoon. He was quite sure when he arrived he would be greeted by Jonathan Kent shotgun in hand and murder in his eyes. Scary enough he was actually met by Mrs. Kent who smiled to him in welcome and asked if he were interested in a slice of pie. He thought he should take her up on the offer and maybe he could see what frame of mind Clark had been in when he returned home the night before. After making small talk he finally decided to answer to his curiosity.
"Is Clark home?"
"He should be out in the barn Lex."
"Is it okay to see him for a while?"
She smiled. "He's probably finished by now. Why don't you go on up." She patted his hand and stepped over to the sink.
"Thank you."
Lex left the house and walked across the yard into the barn. The hot dry air rasped through his nose, the pungent odors of animals keeping his breath swallow. It mixed with the last of the sweetness of the strawberry pie he'd eaten.
"Clark?"
"Clark?" He looked around at the various pieces of machinery strewn about and wonder at their uses.
"I'm in the loft."
Lex made his way to the stairs and walked over to the small area Clark had made his own. He found the young man lounged across the sofa, his eyes closed. His lips held a small smile and he opened his eyes as he felt Lex move closer to him.
"Hi." The soft purr of his voice sent a shiver down Lex's spine. He had to hang on, he was determined to talk to Clark, and he couldn't be distracted by the needs of his body.
“Clark, I needed to talk to you about last night…I…”
Faster than Lex expected, Clark rose from the small sofa and took him into his arms.
“Instead of talking about last night,” Clark breathed into his ear, “how about we continue it?” And Lex shivered as he felt Clark’s hot tongue lathe the smooth skin of his head in what was surely becoming a new kink for him. Only a few minutes alone with Clark and already he had lost control of the situation.
[Oh God, I’m so weak.]
“Anything you want.” Lex’s husky voice answering the need in Clark’s own.
“You felt so good inside Lex, so hot, so tight. I like the way you throbbed around me, pulling me in over and over.”
Lex could feel the words seducing again as much as they had the night before.
“I want to feel that Lex. I want to feel you do that to me.”
The heat of the barn could not equal that made between the two young men there together. They shed their clothes hurriedly to feel themselves together skin to skin. The tiny sofa caught their tumbling bodies in its soft embrace.
“Please Lex, I want it, want you.”
Lex kissed Clark’s lips to silence him and moving his body against his young lovers’ they rocked together. Clark moaned in his ear and moved faster. Lex felt the slow burn of his cock on the coarse hairs of Clark’s body. In the hurried frenzy of their coupling, he knew they wouldn’t last very long. Already he could feel that warning hum that signaled his climax and from the groaning in his ear Clark wasn’t far behind him. He tensed as his cock pulsed, releasing his warm, sticking essence between them. His breath came in short gasping pants as he lay clutching close the body beneath him. When he had calm some he looked up and watched his lovers face in orgasm. This was what he missed the night before and he smiled knowing that it was the first of many times he would be with his lover.
He drifted down from the haze of pleasure and back to the gravity of reality. Clark opened his eyes to see Lex smiling down at him. He was happy that Lex came back today and he looked forward to more days like these.
“I know you wanted to go further but don’t worry we have time.”
Clark smiled at Lex and they lay in the warmth of the loft enjoying the peace of being together.
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Tina lay back on her bed, in her room above her mother’s thrift store. It was fun finally using this gift. [I wonder what else I could do with this power.] She played back in her mind the events of the evening before and smiled.