HALLWAY

Date: Jan 28, 2003
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Lex/Clark
Summary: Clark is never less than eager.
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Notes:

Written for Jenn's birthday!



HALLWAY

Clark is never less than eager.

Stealing time on his lunch hour, or when Lex ducks out of meetings to take 'an important call', and they're going to get caught one of these days. Lex just knows it.

It doesn't matter now though, not with Clark caught and writhing between Lex and the wall, his head thrown back and hands fisted in Lex's jacket.

Lex breathes against the hollow of Clark's throat, licks away the salt there. "Someone's going to see."

Clark gasps out a laugh, and Lex finds himself against the wall looking down into green eyes. There's a spark of mischief swimming under the heavy glaze of sex and Lex forgets what he was going to say when Clark undoes his belt and whispers,

"Then we'd better make this fast."

Clark's hands are hot, and one of them is wrapped around Lex's cock, stroking and squeezing and guiding him into Clark's mouth. Inside is hot too, and slick like melted candle wax when Clark lets his tongue flicker lambent over the head. Clark's other hand gropes for one of Lex's, pulls it from its frenzied scrabbling at the wall and presses it to the back of his head.

Lex lets his other hand join in, sliding and tangling in Clark's hair and tilting Clark's face up just enough for Lex to see into his eyes. There's color high in Clark's cheeks and he looks half-drugged, like he's the one getting his cock sucked in a hallway not fifty feet from Lex's boardroom. His eyes fall shut as Lex watches and he hooks one hand onto Lex's hip, thumb stroking firm down the line of bone as his tongue slides smooth along the underside of Lex's cock. Lex thrusts, hard, control slipping away like Clark's hair through his fingers and Lex lets it go with a cheery mental wave. Lex watches himself, cock disappearing over and over between Clark's lips, so red it's almost obscene and so hungry, always hungry for Lex. Clark is moaning in approval, fucking his own mouth on Lex's cock, the head bumping sweet along the ridged roof. He looks up at Lex again, and Lex feels his knees giving way when Clark works two fingers into his mouth before he swallows and Lex is in deep. Buried, Clark's throat working around him and there are slick fingers between his legs, sliding up behind his balls, searching and pressing and Lex rips one of his hands from Clark's hair, biting into the heel until he can taste blood, anything to keep from screaming out loud. Clark is swallowing and swallowing and whimpering, and Lex gets one more look at his eyes before he comes, blunt bolt of pleasure that shoots up his spine and sends stars dancing through his black field of vision.

Time passes, slow like summer and Lex comes back to himself as Clark pulls off slowly, soothing Lex down and drawing every aftershock out with a gentle tongue and even more gentle kisses. He stands and licks the sweat from Lex's upper lip. Lex opens his mouth and catches Clark's tongue. Tastes himself and takes a bite wrapped up in a kiss.

"You probably have to be getting back, I guess," says Clark, and Lex feels the smile before he sees it.

"I guess I can spare a little more time," he says, and now it's Clark who's up against the wall, looking down and laughing. "If we make it fast."

 

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