Author’s note: <> denote thoughts.
They both had to suck in a breath, to try and get a grip on their emotions.
Lex broke their gaze, closing his eyes to feel the full effect of their bodies pressing up against each other. Then he bent in for a kiss. Even with all his experience, Lex had to admit to himself that it was a hell of a kiss. One of those earth-shattering kisses that remind you just why kissing is so important. Slightly wet, probing, open mouths kiss with just enough tongue to make you tingle in all the right places.
They bodies got closer and closer, rubbing against each other as her hands explored.
Lex’s hands were both holding her head, directing the kiss. He couldn’t remember ever enjoying kissing this much, but then again, it could be because he had practically forgotten what physical intimacy felt like.
She tasted fresh and sweet, and every once in awhile he would catch a salty tear as it fell from her eye down to her chin. He wanted to devour her. He wanted to explore every single inch of her body. He wanted to taste her and nibble and kiss and bite her all over. He wanted to hear her cry out for him. Ultimately, he wanted her to yield to him. He wanted to posses her… However, the part of his brain that could still formulate thought knew that at this moment, his heart needed her as much as she needed him. This time he was just a man, and she was just a woman, and they would celebrate that together. This time, he couldn’t stop himself. He was mesmerized by how she felt against him. He was mesmerized by how he felt, period. Naked, kissing… energy building around them. All this with a 17-year-old girl he had never paid (enough) attention too. He felt this moment could change his entire life. His entire future. And on this day of all days, Lex Luthor welcomed it.
He steered her towards the bed slowly and laid her down. He savored the sight of her, until she pulled him down with her. They both sighed in contentment as they kissed again, relishing in the delicious feelings it created inside them.
Lex allowed himself to move a hand down to a deliciously pert breast, lovingly squeezing; watching a tear of pure emotion flee from her hooded eyes. The moan that escaped her sent a shock of lust through his body, and he knew he had to hear it again.
His hand traveled down fast, to her core. He found her sopping wet, and had to take a moment to get his bearings. When he opened his eyes and saw that she had parted her legs wide for him, that her eyes were pleaded so plainly, he shifted positions and rested his shaft at her entrance. He waited for permission.
Lex barely restrained himself from slamming in all the way like an animal, so feral he felt. It took three strokes. One, tentatively; two, half way; and magic number three, through her maidenhead and so deep inside her heat he cried out in euphoria. She screamed in shock. He covered her mouth with his, swallowing the pain, stroking her back to want, fingers on her swollen clitoris. He kept rubbing gently and until her whole body lifted off the bed and her face contorted in pleasure. He knew how she felt. She could practically see colors exploding around her.
He started moving then, taking long and deep strokes. Looking at her, drinking her in. Reveling in the pleasure he brought her.
He thought of how he would never forget what she looked like when he’s deep inside her. How he would never forget what she looks like when she comes.
She dug her small but effective nails into his back. She started meeting his thrusts.
They kissed fervently one last time as Lex felt the orgasm building inside her. He saw it because she was so open to him, because they were so in tune. It started in her stomach; she looked surprised. It spread rapidly to her entire body and she rose up, snapping her head back. He burned the image into his mind, as her convulsing walls made Lex come harder than he ever had, shooting his seed inside her.
The silence was suddenly deafening, as he realized just how loud he had reacted.
He chuckled slightly against her, looking down at her satiated face. He had never seen her more relaxed. A serene joyfulness emanated from her. He begged the gods above to extend the moment, so she wouldn’t remember prematurely the event that led up to them being in bed in the first place.
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< Oh God, Oh, God, Oh, God. I want to do that again. Oh God, that was so… Oh, look at him, looking at me. I’ve never seen him like this. So… happy, relaxed. Well fucked. Huh. Maybe I look like that too. I can’t believe I did that. We did that. It was so… Look at that mouth on him. > she thinks, bringing him down for a kiss.
< This is so nice. I didn’t even realize how much I needed the release. I’ve been so stressed and. Oh, no. I forgot. Oh, no. I’m going to die just like my mother... >
“Chloe,” said her new lover. “It’s okay. We’re okay. Come on. Would you like to take a shower… or I could make you some hot coco or-“
“A shower. That sounds…”
And when he lifted himself off her she got cold, and felt so empty. So alone. She stepped towards Lex to wrap her arms around him but he backed away. Instead, he took her hand and led her to the bathroom, turning on the multi-spray shower. He pointed out the towels and the necessities and left the room before she had time to ask him why in the world he had shampoo.
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< What the hell has gotten into you Luthor? You stupid, worthless asshole. How could you have done that? You can do whatever you want. You can fuck anyone you want. You can screw with companies and minds and money, but you can’t just give yourself to someone like that. You can’t be that vulnerable. Look at yourself man, all you want to do right now is get in that shower with her. Get inside her. Next you’ll want to tell her all your secrets and beg her never to leave you. What the fuck is wrong with you? You’re not thinking straight. You’re Lex Luthor, you’ll ruin her life. You’ll put yourself at risk. Your father will… never know. >
< This is salvageable. You give her the brush off. No. This is ridiculous. Clam down. Two people can’t have themselves a little desperation sex? Two friends can’t help each other out in their hour of need? Come on. This will be all different in the light of day. It was one night. It was less than an hour really. If you both still want to be friends, you’ll be friends. If you wanna fuck, you’ll fuck. You’re Lex Luthor. You don’t loose control like that. You can handle it. This is nothing. This is nothing to be worried about. God, you’re such a fucking sissy. Stop being such a fucking dick-head, pacing around the room like the weak-ass little baby your father thinks you are. And get dressed, or go have your shower but shut the fuck up with this stupid shit. You’re smarter than this. >
So Lex screamed at his inner dialogue to shut up. He took deep breaths until he felt like himself again and entered the bathroom after knocking a few times.
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“Hi” he said naturally, already feeling better at the mere sight of her.
He stepped into the shower with no qualms at all about his nakedness. Chloe, on the other hand, felt slightly uncomfortable with herself in the blaring neon light of the space. She said ‘hi’ too, shyly. She had no tears left to shed that night, or so she thought. She turned away from him, but didn’t fight his touch when his hands came up to massage her tense neck. She relaxed into his touch and marveled at their sudden emotional closeness. She moved back against him, and they rested comfortably together, enjoying the soothing sprays.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“Talk about what?” She replied. “The fact that I have cancer or the fact that I through myself at you like some cheapho.”
He laughed genuinely.
“Believe me, I have had enough cheap ho’s thrown at me, and you, are not anything like them. How could you think that?”
“Ew, really. Cheap hos huh. And here I took you for the high priced call girl type.”
“You can dress up a cheap ho in expensive clothes and jewelry, she is still going to be a cheap ho. Believe me. I’m not saying I’ve been with 2 dollar crack hores, don’t get me wrong-“
“So most of them had all their teeth, then?”
“Yes. What I’m saying is-“
“I get it. I’m just teasing.”
She bit her lip, worried.
“Lex?”
“Yes.”
“We didn’t use a condom.”
“No we didn’t.”
“Are we in trouble?”
“Not from my end. I get a full physical every 6 months, and I haven’t been with anyone in… a really, really long time.”
“And I am… I was a virgin.”
“Yes you were,” he agreed, deciding to stay away from the painful baby topic. “So how was I? Any regrets? Did I live up to your expectations?”
“It was better than anything. I mean, better than what I had imagined. I didn’t think two people could even- is it always like this?”
“No. And next time, it’ll be even better.”
“Next time?”
“If you don’t have any objections. You know, I wasn’t exactly myself back there.”
“Really?”
His hands glided on her soapy body. He touched her breasts intimately, her hard ass, he scraped his nails up her thighs. She responded by pushing her backside against his hardness, closing her eyes and resting her head next to his.
“No. If you let me in again, first, I would take more time to worship you. We would kiss,” he said feverishly into her ear, while he nibbled on it. Every word was silken “and we would touch and rub until we couldn’t take it. I would put my mouth on you, tasting you, making you wish I had hair to pull on. Then I would take you, just the way you need it. Whatever you want. Slow and steady, hard and fast.” She moaned loudly as he slipped a couple of fingers inside her. “Does it make you hot when I talk to you like this? Does it make you want to do nasty things with me?”
“Lex, please.” She said breathlessly.
“Please what?”
“I want.”
“Tell me.”
“You. Inside me. Don’t tease. Come, please Lex.”
She lifted one of her legs to accommodate him, resting it on a ramp. He positioned himself and slid his hands up, past her breasts, to hang onto her shoulders. He thrust up as she did down and they sighed in unison.
This time things went a little faster and a lot harder. Lex hung on tightly enough to leave marks on the girl, and Chloe, who had previously found her moan, found her grunt.
“Oh, Chloe, you’re so fucking tight. Jesus. You’re just so hot,” Lex said, after recovering his capacity to speak.
“Mmmm.”
“Tell me how much you like it.”
“I do. More, God, please.”
“Tell me again.”
“You’re the best. Yes, Lex, just like that.”
He changed angles and her orgasm caught her completely off guard.
“Yes!”
“Oh, yes Chloe, yes Chloe, yes Chloe” he chanted as he milked his own orgasm.
It took them several minutes to realize they were on the shower floor, getting pelted by water from three directions.
“I think we should get up now. Can you walk?”
She laughed as he helped her up. They dried themselves off looking at each other goofily.
“I can stay here, right?”
“Sure, but shouldn’t you-“
“My father won’t be back till Monday.”
“Good.”
They brushed their teeth together, trying not to look at each other.
The room was slightly cold as they ran to a dresser. Lex got them each comfortable flannel pajamas.
“Smallville’s really growing on you Lex. I never thought I’d see the day when you’d have flannel in your wardrobe.”
“Clark’s Christmas present, last year.”
“Figures.”
“If you say so much as one word about these to anyone, I will deny everything.”
“Gotcha.”
Lex turned off the light and got into bed with Chloe.
“What does this make us?” asked the blonde.
“I think we’re friends Chloe.”
“Friends,” she said sleepily, resting her head on his shoulder.
