Sooner
or Later
By: Arian
Disclaimer: I don't own them, I don't profit from them, I just like to play with them.
Author's Note: Written for 60 Minute Fics. The trigger was cheating.
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"I didn't think you'd come."
"It was hard to resist the invitation, Clark. It's not every day you call me up and ask me to meet you in the back alley of a club in Metropolis."
"I-"
"Why did you call me, Clark?"
"I didn't know who else to go to."
"Go to for what?"
"Sex."
Lex arched an eyebrow and stepped closer to Clark, trying to see him better in the darkness of the alley. To their left was the brick outer wall of the club. He could hear the pounding music, feel the vibration running up his legs and thrumming in his groin.
"I'm afraid you'll have to expand on that a bit, Clark."
"I need to have sex with someone, Lex. Now, before I lose it completely."
"I see, and you thought that I was the best person to call for this. Clark, you said it was an emergency. Lana and I were at an opening. I left her there to fend for herself against my father's business associates."
"Lex, please, I know how it sounds. It really is an emergency, though!" Lex watched him, waiting impatiently for an answer, tapping his foot unconsciously to the beat of the pounding music. "I need to have sex with someone, someone I know I can't hurt."
"Can't hurt?" Lex prompted.
"I'm not... exactly normal. We both know that. With Lana," Lex threw up a hand to stop him, not wanting to hear about Clark's sex life with his current girlfriend. Clark plowed forward anyway. "After I was shot, things were different, I could have hurt her. I pulled away, I was scared to move forward. And now, now I feel like everything I do, everyone I touch is going to break apart around me. Lex, I am so fucking scared that I'll never be able to have a normal life again, and-"
"Clark, stop!" Startled green eyes focused on Lex. "You're not making any sense."
He took a deep, shaky breath before trying again. "I'm strong, Lex, really strong. I could hurt someone if I lost control."
"So you want to fuck someone who can't get hurt. That's what you're saying?"
"Yeah."
"And you called me because?"
"You have connections."
Lex laughed. "Connections. Clark, if you were looking for a quick, easy lay, all you had to do was walk down the street and pick from the plethora of prostitutes lining the street. You're in the club district. Go into a club, take off your shirt, and you'll have a dozen men and women fawning at your feet."
"I just-I don't want just anyone," he whispered brokenly.
"You want me to find you the perfect fuck."
Clark raised his eyes to catch Lex's gaze. Lex, who was not questioning his admission to being different, however veiled and vague it may have been. "Honestly, Lex?"
"That would be a nice change."
"I want you."
Clark felt like he could have lived an entire lifetime or two in the silence that ensued his confession. He waited for Lex to throw a punch, to walk away, to banish him from his life. He did not expect the bruising crush of Lex's lips against his own.
Lex pulled back a few seconds later, already breathing heavily. "Is this what you want, Clark?"
"Yes."
"Fuck, then have it."
This time Clark did the kissing. He pulled Lex close to him, crushing the lapels of his tux in his fists, rumpling and stretching the expensive material beyond repair. He moaned against Lex's mouth as hands found their way into his hair, tugging roughly, pulling him even closer. Clark spun Lex so that his back was against the wall and ground his erection against the other man's thigh. The sound Lex made in the back of his throat as he returned the thrusts could only be described as primal.
Finally Lex pulled back, using his grip in Clark's ebony curls as leverage. "Luthor's don't bottom, Clark. I'm going to fuck you. Do you have a problem with that?"
Clark moaned, trying to gain purchase against Lex's body as his cock jumped at the prospect of getting fucked. "Now, Lex," he finally managed to choke out.
Lex grinned, his expression feral as he reached down to stroke across Clark's erection through the cloth of his jeans. He kept his eyes glued to Clark's face as he popped the button and pulled the zipper down slowly. He reached in, reveling in the gasp and subsequent moan as his fingers slid around the thick, hard heat of Clark's cock and stroked up swiftly.
"Lex, hurry up!"
"Good things come to those who wait, Clark."
"I've waited long enough," he growled, reaching for the intricate claps of Lex's pants, tugging roughly, not caring that the fabric came apart in his hands. "Fuck me, right now."
"I've never heard you swear before, Clark. I have to admit, it's a turn on."
"You talk too much, Lex."
"Turn around, Clark," Lex pushed him up against the wall, his movements abrupt and forceful. He tugged at Clark's jeans until they slid down, taking his light blue boxers with them. Clark shuddered as Lex stroked his fingers across his ass and around to slide up and down the length of his cock a few times.
"I didn't exactly come prepared for this, Clark. I don't have a condom or lube."
"You can't hurt me and I can't get sick," he gasped, thrusting into Lex's touch, desperate for more contact.
"It will hurt, Clark."
"Not me."
"What-"
"Not now, Lex, just please, fuck me!" he was whining and he knew it. He also didn't care. All he could think about was Lex pushing into him with the long, thick length of cock he could feel resting in the crack of his ass.
Lex reached down to smear pre-cum across his cock before moving his slick fingers to press into Clark's body without preamble. He waited for an indication of pain that never came. Clark simply pushed back onto his finger and let his head drop until his chin rested on his chest. Clark's arms were spread against the rough brick of the building, trembling slightly in anticipation.
A second finger brought a plea for more, and a third had Clark begging. Lex grasped the base of his cock and lined himself up against Clark's body. He pushed forward, past the ring of muscle. He paused, disbelieving even in his current state of arousal that Clark hadn't cried out in pain.
"This really isn't hurting you, is it?" he asked, wonderment in his voice.
"No, Lex, feels good. Please, more."
Lex continued to slow push in until he was sheathed completely inside Clark's willing body. He carefully pulled back out and pushed back in just as slowly. Clark was rocking back against him, keening softly amidst low pleas for him to move faster, harder. Lex complied. His body found a rhythm that made him feel as if he were never meant to be anywhere else but right here, right now, buried inside his former best friend's ass, fucking him hard and deep while he begged for more. Reaching around Clark's writhing body, Lex grasped his cock and started stroking in time to his thrusts.
"Oh, oh fuck, Lex! Keep doing that, please."
"You're so beautiful when you beg," Lex whispered without realizing he'd said it out loud until Clark turned his head and reached back with one hand to pull Lex in for a kiss.
"I will always beg for you, Lex. Just for you. Only for you. Love you. Loved you for so long," Clark's whispered words continued as Lex moved inside him.
***
Lana stepped out of the car and approached Lex's Porsche. Down the street she could see a crowd of people waiting to get into a club. From this distance the music was loud, but not loud enough to cover the noises coming from the alley just in front of her.
She recognized Lex's voice even if she couldn't understand what he was actually saying. She loved the low, sexy rumble of his voice and it was that she recognized rather than anything he was muttering. She started down the alley, padding softly in her slipper shoes. Halfway down she froze. There was another voice, one she would recognize anywhere. Clark. Clark and Lex.
"Love you, Clark, love you, love you, love fucking you."
Lana could understand the words now. She inched closer, not wanting to believe what she was hearing. In the dimness she could make out two bodies thrusting together. The scent of sex was heavy in the air.
"Lex, so close, so close, harder, please!"
Shaking her head silently in denial, Lana started to back away. Neither man heard her whispered denial as she turned and ran.
***
Clark shuddered in Lex's arms as orgasm washed over him. Lex thrust haphazardly a few more times before pushing deep and freezing. In the not-to-distant distance they heard a car door slam, followed by an engine revving and a vehicle squealing away from the curb.
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