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idabbleincrazy · 28 days

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Catalyst

Fandom: Smallville

Rating: E

Pairing: Clex

Characters: Clark, Lex, Lois Lane

Word Count: 4503

Warnings: under the influence, pwp, smut, dirty talk, teasing, bondage, bottom!Lex, rimming, anal fingering, anal, Lex is a lil slutty and a lil subby (but only for Clark), coming untouched, Lois is looking *respectfully*, mention of the Justice League, canon divergent

Summary: Turns out all they needed was a little shove in the right direction...

A/N: set in an au where Lex never tried to kill Clark in the Fortress, so no hand issue and no need for Queen blowing him up and no clones needed to repair him. so, I guess, Smallville versions of Clark, Lex, and Lois set in other Superman iterations? idk. I had an idea but it doesn't fit squarely in Smallville canon. Opening dialogue prompted from this list.

"This is wrong." Clark halted his movements, Lex's shirt bunched in his hands, torn open and halfway down the older man's shoulders.

"So wrong." Lex's voice was a husky rasp as he tilted his head up to close the unwanted distance between them, shimmying his way out of the ruined button-up. "And so fucking right, Clark. Kiss me."

Clark gave in, too dazed and aroused to resist the wet, friction-reddened mouth pressing against his. He let the tatters of expensive cotton flutter to the floor, his hands gripping around Lex's hips and tugging him impossibly closer. He knew, somewhere in the recesses of his brain, that this really, really, shouldn't be happening. He tried to ignore the feel of Lex's tongue slipping over his, oh, so sweet, so slick, and the way their cocks rubbed against each other through thin layers of fabric, to focus through the haze of red clouding his thoughts.

"We…we were…fighting, weren't we? How…oh, God, Lex!"

"Tired of fighting, Clark. Tired of secrets, and lies, of pretending I don't think about this every fucking night." Clark felt Lex's fingers grappling at his belt buckle, his teeth scraping along his jaw. His cock twitched in his pants, throbbing at the pleasurable sting and Lex's rough words sounding in his ear. "Don't care why we're not fighting. That was never what I wanted. This. You, here, like this, hard for me. This is what I've wanted for so long, Clark."

“Shit, Lex…we can’t…I was…angry, at you, some…new experiment with Kryptonite, did you-?”

“That was just a red herring, Clark. It always is.” Lex’s hands moved up from Clark’s unbuckled belt, scrabbling at the tie around his throat, tugging it away to work at the buttons of his shirt. Needed to taste more of that golden skin. “Only way I get to see you anymore is if you’re swooping into my office in that ridiculous costume to yell at me, or snooping around LexCorp with Ms. Lane. And, frankly, Superman, I’m starting to run out of schemes. So, whatever this is, magic, a mutant with some kinky grudge, I don’t care, I’ll take what I can get. You can hate me later.”

“You…you know?”

“Oh, Clark, the second I saw the Red-Blue Blur streaking across the skyline, I knew it was you. How could I not? You could never hide yourself from me as well as you thought. I know you too well.”

Clark groaned as Lex's teeth scraped over his throat, surprised by how he could feel the slightest sting of pain beneath the pleasure. He'd come to Luthor's office as himself this time, to pose some questions on the latest batch of tests Lois had caught sight of in her constant digging into LexCorp, wanting to see what he could find out as Clark, before rampaging through as Superman like he always did. The last thing he remembered was the two of them yelling at each other about ethics and repercussions, and a flash of red light beaming through the window. When it had cleared, they were wrapped around each other, Lex's lips beneath his, Lex's hands in his hair, his own shredding through Luthor's shirt without a care of the show of strength.

"Stop thinking, Kent. Use that superspeed of yours and find us a bed before I lay you out over my desk. Not stopping this, Clark, not till we get what I know we've both wanted for over a decade."

Lex's tongue was back in his mouth before he could snap a retort, arms wound around him and clinging. He let himself give in to the desire coursing through him, picking Lex up off the floor and zipping through the tower up to the penthouse. Unerringly, he found the master bedroom, and tumbled Lex onto the orgy-sized bed.

Speeding out of his clothes, he stood bare before Lex, nerves creeping back in as the older man gazed up at him with a hunger more ravenous than any he'd seen in those steel-blue eyes before. His cock, so hard his foreskin had already fully retracted, pulsed out a thick drop of pre-cum, eliciting a groan of want from Lex as he watched it cling from the tip of the jutting erection.

"God, you're beautiful, Clark. Perfect. Just like I knew you would be." Lex tore at his belt as he scrambled further up the bed, desperate to be rid of his pants, to pull Clark to him and feel him, skin on skin. "Shit. Little help?"

Clark smirked a quick Luthor-worthy shark-toothed grin, his eyes flashing red, and pounced. Lex was naked beneath him before he even felt the air whoosh out of his lungs, warm skin pressed against his own from chest to cock. He really didn't know what had triggered the change between them from hurling verbal pain at each other to clinging to each other, sucking face, and he truly didn't care. He'd wanted him for far too long to give up what might be the only chance to know what it felt like to be fucked by Clark Kent. And from the feel of the thick cock brushing against his own as Clark's lips latched onto his throat, he was going to enjoy every inch of it. Arches his head back to press into the mouth sucking bruises into porcelain skin that he hopes will last more than a day or two, legs spreading to accommodate the width of Clark's hips. He trails his hands up the brunette's sides, one digging clawed fingers into a shoulder, the other tangling into thick hair he's only dreamed of learning the silky-softness of.

"Jesus, Clark, just take me already. Trust me, I don't need foreplay right now. We can be soft and sweet next time," Lex groaned half in arousal, half in frustration, as Clark began slowly moving down his body, licking and nipping at random points of skin. "I want it hard, Clark, rough, and raw, and everything you couldn't be with anyone else. You know I won't break so easily."

"Fuck!" Clark didn't curse often, hard to just leave behind the two decades of small-town politeness drilled into him, but it was worth it to feel the subsequent shudder that ran through the lithe body beneath him. He was so hard it hurt, Lex's urgency thrilling him to a level of desire he couldn't remember feeling with any other lover he'd had. "What do you want, Lex? My mouth, my cock…my ass? Tell me, baby. Anything, everything, anything you want, and I'll do it. There's nothing I haven't already imagined when it comes to you, Lex."

And just where had Clark learned to talk like this, Lex wondered as he groaned louder, pulling at his hair to urge him back up, capturing his mouth in a desperate kiss, tongue teasing along Clark's, memorizing the precise dimensions of that mouth he'd spent far too many nights fantasizing about. Superman presented himself to the public as this otherworldly Boy Scout, all wholesome and polite, and here he was, spouting filth that would probably make even Lois blush. Let it never be said Lex Luthor couldn't dish it out as good as it was served.

"Want you to fuck me, Clark", Lex panted against his lips, nipping harshly at the bottom one. "Dreamt about that huge cock filling me, splitting me open so I feel it for days, leaving me aching when I have to sit through meeting after meeting. Want to be spread open for you, taken…make me yours, Clark, make me scream, make me beg."

Clark had to close his eyes at the unexpected burning he felt building up, his control slipping at the onslaught of dirty talk. His heat vision hadn't reacted that way to his arousal in years, but then, he hadn't felt this much need for someone since he and Lex had become embittered towards each other. Only someone like Lex could test his resolve this way. One of his favorite fantasies popped into his head as Lex spoke, fire tingling behind his eyelids at the images flashing through his mind.

Once he was back under control, he did a quick scan of the room and sped off the bed, grabbing what he was searching for from various drawers. Setting the lube beside Lex just as the older man registered the movement, he held up the handful of silk with another shark smile. Lex's breath hitched, and he nodded at the unspoken question in Clark's gaze, limbs spreading out to the corners of the bed.

"Do it."

Before Lex could blink, his hands were secured to the newels of the headboard by the expensive ties Clark had rooted out, tight enough to keep him in place without cutting off circulation, and Lex couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy at the font of knowledge he didn't know the Kryptonian had possessed. He pushed it aside as Clark laid himself back over him, deciding it better to take advantage of the gained experience rather than sulk or rage at not having been the one to teach him.

"Let's see just how flexible you are, Lex." Using the other two ties, Clark bound Lex's feet beside his hands, folding the businessman practically in half. Kneeling back, he looked Lex over, his cock leaking pre-come at the sight of him spread open for the taking. Lex's cock bobbed, hard and proud and leaking, against nearly-washboard abs, surrounded by a smattering of coppery curls, and as Clark's gaze drifted lower, he could just see the tiny hole twitching from between slightly spread pale cheeks. "God, Lex, all the times I imagined you like this, all the times I've x-rayed through the layers you hide behind, never did you justice. So sleek, and smooth, and yet, still so fit. Look how your muscles flex and strain like this. Gonna put them to a true test tonight, baby."

Lex twisted against the ties holding him in place, wishing he'd turned over before allowing Clark to strap him down. At least then he'd be able to get some much needed friction on his aching cock. All the times he had pictured himself at Clark's mercy, or vice versa, had never been this intense, and he just knew that by the time this was over, he was going to have come harder than he ever had before. He couldn't hold back the moan that fell from his lips as Clark finally reached out and touched him, that huge, warm hand stroking down the back of his left thigh, fingers trailing down to the curve of his up-turned buttocks. God, he must look every bit the wanton slut, trussed up like this, but, fuck, if he didn't revel in it.

"Clark…"

Clark felt a thrill of possessiveness rush through him at the slight whine in Lex's voice, the word full of need, but not yet a real plea. Bending down, he swiped his tongue through the growing puddle of pre-come pooling on Lex's stomach, growling in pleasure at the taste of him, and the twitch of muscles that rippled across his torso at the touch. Nothing was hidden from him now, every bit of skin bared to his sight, emotions clearly written on Lex's face, everything Lex had tried to keep from him, revealed in the depths of those stormy blue eyes.

With his cock throbbing against his own abdomen, Clark followed his own hidden desires, taking the tip of Lex's erection into his mouth, suckling the bulbous head briefly before releasing it. Lex groaned out his displeasure at the too-brief contact of wet warmth around his cock, the sound going high at the end as that slick tongue trailed down the shaft of his aching length.

Clark would've been content to suck Lex down, to taste him as he poured down his throat, but his cock had other plans, needing the tightness promised by that enticing pink pucker teasing his sight from beneath the heavy, full testicles as he licked and teased his way further down between Lex's stretched and straining legs. He relished the whimpers Lex voiced when he mouthed at his balls, engulfing first one, then the other, in the heat of his mouth, letting his tongue roll around each, unconsciously cataloging the weight and give of them.

Releasing the right sac with a hint of suction, he continued his downward path, tongue licking over the sensitive patch of skin beneath them and trailing slickly down, along the perineum, nose pressing into damp flesh and inhaling the musky scent as he neared his target. He braced his hands against the tautened muscles of Lex's thighs as the older man strained against his bonds again at the first flick of his tongue over the furled ring of muscle, keeping him in place as he licked around the rim of puckered flesh.

"Oh, fuck! Clark…shit, never thought you'd - oh, yeah. Yeah, baby, like that, just like that." Lex tried futilely to buck up onto the slick appendage teasing his asshole, his cock leaking steadily at the knowledge that it was Clark, his Clark, giving him the rimjob of his life. That broad, nimble, tongue lapping over his hole, dipping into it, humming noises of hunger and satisfaction like he was devouring a fresh slice of homemade pie. No one had ever eaten him out with such naked enthusiasm. "Christ, Clark, in me. Want you in me."

Ever the people-pleaser, Clark smirked against the saliva-slickened hole, thrusting his tongue into it, deep as he could. Using his x-ray vision to help guide him, he flicked the tip of his tongue repeatedly against Lex's prostate, his grip tightening around his thighs as he renewed his thrashing at the sensation. He'd never done this before, though he knew of the act's existence. Never wanted to. Never wanted to be this intimate with anyone else, knowing he would only have been imagining Lex in their stead anyways. Everyone knew how obsessed Lex was with Superman, no one knew just how much the reverse was also true. He craved every part of the man he'd thought was his enemy, his body, his heart, his soul, everything. He'd stopped fooling around with men after college, realizing it wasn't fair to them when all he saw was Lex when he fucked them. Women were easier, kept him in the moment, with their soft curves and softer voices, not as likely to leave him biting back the wrong name as he shouted out his release. And now he had him. He tasted better than he had ever dared to imagine, musky and masculine, dark and raw and thrilling beyond belief.

"Clark! Oh, God, stop, you have to…too close, Clark. Don't wanna come yet. Not till your cock is in me."

After a final flick, Clark relented, his mouth retreating from the glistening pucker. Quickly, he snatched up the lube he'd set aside, warming the cool gel before slicking up his fingers. As he circled a finger around the twitching rim, he turned his head to kiss along Lex's left leg, nipping lightly at the corded tendons to feel the muscles spasm minutely between his teeth, trailing his mouth up to the slender ankle. Tongue laving over the sole of his foot, Clark slid his forefinger into the twitching hole, pleased to find Lex relaxing into the stretch so easily.

Lex arched his head back into the pile of pillows as Clark's finger sank into him, the slick digit nearly as thick as his tongue. Between that and the attention being paid to his foot, of all places, he felt like he was going to crawl out of his skin, shivers of arousal coursing through him with each new movement from his alien lover. He knew sex with Clark would be far from ordinary, how could it not be? But this…oh, this was beyond any scenario even his overactive imagination could have conceived. He didn't know how he had managed to keep from coming this long, every move Clark made was orgasm-inducing in and of itself. It was merely the thought of that thick, steel-hard cock finally thrusting into him that kept him holding out. He'd never edged himself like this before with any other lover, delayed gratification had never been his thing. But Clark, Clark was worth the wait. After years of it, what were a few more minutes, here or there?

"More. God, Clark, more."

"Shit, Lex, you're beautiful like this. Your eyes, so wild and open, showing me everything. Tell me we won't go back to how it was before, Lex." Clark slipped another finger in beside the first, scissoring the digits as he watched Lex's face, his head leaning against his foot, nosing at the smooth skin. "Tell me we're done pretending. Can't go back to acting like I hate you, Lex, I won't. I'll never be able to look at you and not see this. The honesty on your face as I fuck my fingers into you."

"Oh, Jesus Christ! No, Clark. We won't go back to that. I'm done pretending." Lex was panting, forcing the words out between thrusts of nimble fingers. "Now that I know what you look like underneath those cheap suits and…brightly colored spandex…I can't fake the anger anymore. If you ever yell at me, oh, God, I'll only remember all the other things that pretty mouth can do. Fuck, another finger, Clark, stretch me wide for you."

Clark obliged, the third finger a tight fit as he tried to ready the loosening hole for the girth of his cock. He knew he was big, bigger than most human males, and he didn't want to cause Lex any undue pain, regardless of the healing abilities the older man possessed. They'd caused each other enough unwanted pain to last a lifetime.

"Now. Please, Clark," Lex begged, flexing harshly against the ties strapping him down, growing desperate as he tried to fuck himself on the broad fingers spearing him. "Please, fuck me. I want to feel you, your cock, oh, fuck, please."

Clark growled at the sound of Lex Luthor pleading with him so wantonly, the megalomaniac façade gone, just Lex, as he was always meant to be with Clark, needy and uncaring of showing it. He could feel the last few bits of whatever it was that had overtaken him fading away, leaving him with only the pure lust he had harbored for his former friend, still just as strong, still unfettered and raw. And judging by the growing, uncharacteristic but so obviously honest, desperation Lex was displaying, the effects of the flash of red light were leaving him, too. At least he could come away from this without the guilt of thinking he'd done anything to Lex that he didn't truly want.

Easing his fingers out, Clark slicked his throbbing cock and positioned the head at the rim of the stretched hole, moving to brace his hands on either side of Lex's head. He kept his gaze locked with Lex's as he started to slowly push into him, watching every minute reaction as his cock stretched him even further than his fingers had. Pausing when the body beneath him stiffened, Lex's breath hitching in his throat, he held himself halfway in, waiting for the nod to continue. The feeling of Lex surrounding him so securely, his hole clenching and grasping around the shaft of his cock, set the fire tingling behind his eyes again, and he gritted his teeth against the threatening loss of control. Inch by inch, tortuously slow for both of them, he sank into Lex.

"Yes," Lex gasped out, as Clark finally bottomed out within him, the sting of the stretch only adding to the pleasure of the fullness he felt from the huge cock invading him. He suddenly regretted being tied up, wanting nothing more than to wrap his limbs around the broad body looming above him, clutch Clark tightly to him, keep him from ever leaving his body, this bed. "God. So big. Oh, fuck, never felt so full."

Clark heaved a gusting breath as he took control of himself, fighting back the urge to thrust hard and fast into the still-adjusting body pinned beneath him. He dipped his head and captured Lex's lips with his own, kissing him deeply and hungrily as he felt the tight grip around his cock slowly relax.

"Move," Lex moaned against his lips, trying to buck down on Clark's cock, his own twitching and leaking profusely against his stomach. "Please, Clark, oh, God, need you to move!"

Clark bit at Lex's lip, pulling back at the waist to give him what he was begging for. Faster than Lex could track, Clark reached up and untied the silk wrapped around his ankles, guiding his legs around his hips as he thrust back into him. Lex yelped out in pleasure, his heels digging into the small of Clark's back.

"God, you're so tight, Lex. So perfect. Can't believe how well you take all of me, baby. Never been able to fuck anyone like this."

"Told you, Clark. You don't have to be so careful with me. Want it hard." To make his point, Lex bucked his hips, meeting Clark's next thrust with a deep moan. "Wanna feel you, oh, fuck, yeah, all of you. Everything you can't be with anyone else, be it with me. Let it go, baby, and fuck me."

"Fuck."

Kneeling up and gripping Lex's still-bound hands in his own, Clark did as Lex pleaded, his next thrust going as hard and fast as he dared, Lex's nails digging uselessly into the back of his hand as he held on tight. Lex arched into it with a loud, delighted moan, stretching his neck taut to mouth at the edges of Clark's collarbone. Taking the approval at face value, Clark thrust again, starting a quick rhythm of in and out, speed building up slightly past the limits of human motion.

"Oh, yeah, fuck, Clark, that's it. That's it, baby. Shit! Right there, please, Clark, right there." Lex felt Clark's cock pummeling his prostate, every thrust splitting him open anew, and he could feel his balls pulling up, his climax nearing the point of no return. He hadn't come untouched since he was a teenager, but he knew it was damn well going to happen now. And soon. "Don't stop! Oh, God, fuck, don't stop, baby, please. So close, Clark. So fucking close. Ohh…I love you, Clark Kent."

The last was uttered in so soft a whisper, Clark barely heard it. His rhythm faltered for the briefest fraction of a second, time slowing as he looked down into Lex's face, seeing the truth there. Time went back to normal speed as he ripped the ties from around Lex's hands, needing him free to move with him. Fingers immediately tangled in his hair, tugging him down to a pleading, gasping mouth. He kept thrusting into Lex, arms wrapping around him to pull him close, his own orgasm threatening on the edges of his control.

"I love you, too, Lex Luthor. I never stopped. Oh, God, Lex, I've always loved you, through everything. Come for me, baby, let go. Let me see you."

Lex's eyes, wide and wild, were watery as he cried out once more, his cock pulsing between their close-pressed bodies. Clark rode him through his orgasm, groaning at the renewed tightness of clenching muscles around his aching cock, stray drops of come landing high on his chest.

"Beautiful. So beautiful when you come, Lex. Oh, just fucking perfect."

Capturing sobbing lips with his own, Clark thrust one last time and stilled, his own release rocketing through him. He felt Lex's cock spurt again, an unexpected second climax catching them both by surprise as Clark filled his twitching hole, swallowing down Lex's moan.

Lex's limbs flopped limply to the mattress as he came down from his release, drained of more than just the come that covered them both. Clark, still embedded deep within him, collapsed lightly onto him, taking care not to cause injury, breathing harshly into his neck as he pulled him close.

Neither of them had recovered from their explosive orgasms before the door to the bedroom swung open with a resounding slam as it bounced back off the wall. Lois Lane stood in the doorway, staring at them, her face caught somewhere between disgust and lust as she took in their bare, tangled bodies.

"Dammit! Bruce said the spell would be worn off by now." She started marching across the large room, gathering up articles of clothing at random and tossing them on the bed. "Guess he didn't account for the red Kryptonite enhancement skewing the timetable."

"Lois."

"I don't care what your monkey brain is telling you right now, Smallville. Get dressed and release the evil CEO."

"Lois!" Clark snatched up the pair of pants thrown at his head, scrambling into them to hide his most private bits. Lex, of course, just stretched his sore muscles, spreading out like the Adonis he was, unabashed by his nakedness.

"No, Clark. You may think sex with Lex is what you want, but that's just the red K talking, okay?"

"God damn it, Lois! Stop. Whatever happened, it wore off at least twenty minutes ago. And red Kryptonite has never made me do anything I didn't want to, only took away any reasons I might have had for not acting on it. Now, please, leave."

Lois dropped the torn remains of Clark's shirt, turning back to face them again, unable to stop her gaze from drifting over towards Lex's lithe frame draped across the bed.

"Fine. But you are debriefing the League about this. I am so not going to be the one who tries to make Ollie understand that Lex is now untouchable."

"Goodbye, Ms. Lane", Lex drawled from where he was snuggling into the pillows. "Tell the Bat, no hard feelings, huh?"

With an eye roll and a huff, Lois stormed back out, the door swinging shut with another slam. Clark sank back onto the bed, somewhat deflated. He felt the mattress shift as Lex sat up, his hand sliding up to rest on the back of his shoulder.

"Guess you'll need to head off the calvary before they come barging in, too, hmm?"

Barely pausing to think about it, Clark took Lex's hand in his, tugging his pants back off with the other as he rolled over to face him. Pulling Lex into his arms, he waited until the older man finally met his gaze.

"They can wait. I've more than earned a little vacation time."

Lex smirked and allowed Clark to maneuver them both under the comforter, letting himself fall asleep in the warm embrace of the only man he'd ever loved. If Clark wasn't going to freak out over the events of the evening, then why should he? It had taken them nearly a decade to get here, and they deserved to enjoy it.

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#smallville fanfic #clex fic #lemon #clex

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lexkent · 1 year

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Please I need fic recommendations where our baby boy Lex gets the happy ending he deserves. I've been stalking your gifs/tags but I need more happy Lex living his best life 🥺 ❤

Identical Series owns my heart and soul and occupies all my daydreams, so I recommend it first and foremost. and this is my unofficial, incomplete Clex fic rec list, and I think all but one give Lex the happy ending he deserves

they made the pain and frustration of watching Smallville worthwhile for me, so I hope you enjoy too! ❤️❤️

#one of these days I'll make a proper rec list with summaries #but let me know if you want a summary on any individual ones #asks #clex fic #smallville clex #clex

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shehungthemoon · 9 months

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Fell back into the Reciprocation world again and am very much trying to live there right now. Everyone should go give this beauty a reread 🤧

#or first read if there's someone out there that hasn't discovered it yet!!!! <3 #clex #clex fic #reciprocation #fic rec #dc #clark kent #lex luthor #p l nunn

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fictionalnopantsparty · 2 years

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Is it bad that in the Clex fic that I'm writing the catalyst for Lex thinking that Superman might not be so bad after all is when Clark casually mentions having eaten lava and describes to him the texture and taste of it??

Lex: Why the fuck did you eat lava?

Clark: *shrugs* Because I was curious about the mouthfeel.

Lex, a scientist at heart: Did you write it down afterwards?

Clark: What am I? A WayneTech employee?

Lex, slowly falling in love: ?!?!

#smallville #dc #metropolis #superman #clark kent #kal el #lex luthor #clex #incorrect smallville quote #incorrect dc quote #clex fic #fanfic #fanfiction #au

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distort-opia · 9 months

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The Clex Ao3 tag is so. You see 8k+ fics and you go "SO MUCH FOOD AHAHA" but then you remember the TV show Smallville that ate your brain as a teenager. However now you're looking for comics Clex. And a very specific brand of "Clark painfully yearns", too. You can't even afford to filter too much because if you exclude Smallville and Snyderverse stuff you've got like a couple hundred left and now you're just crying and desperately asking the internet for recs.

#Clex fans I beseech you :((#I'm this close to writing fic and I'm a damn Clex beginner. I'm at like level 1. what I want HAS to be out there already #clex #rants.txt

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yeetus-feetus · 6 months

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everytime it's that week right before my period starts I get this really INTENSE baby fever.

But like, not in the normal kind of way.. no no.

I mean in the kind of way where I start giving all my blorbos more children to raise. Like, lol there's another clone baby for Tim, oh and another. And let's give him another. And let's also have Tim raising Stephanie's baby because the Gotham orphanages/foster systems are actually really bad. Let's have an unhinged Bernard make a clone baby too. And we should have Helena as a baby so Bruce gets to raise one of his kids from infancy. Actually let's give him baby Damian too. All the batkids are babies now and Bruce has to raise them all. Let's give Alfred The Cat a stray kitten he found off the street to raise. No let's give Alfred The Cat a whole litter. Let's get Superman pregnant. Jason and Roy raising little Lian together. Lex being a good dad to baby Lena. Dick and Kori raising babies together. Babies accidentally acquired through travel to alternate dimensions. Baby Kon and his dads. Baby Jon and Kon growing up together.

Just all the fluffy baby stuff, I need it.

#baby fever #dc #ramblings #Give me more baby AUs #Foaming at the mouth rn #Why does this happen every month #i need all the clone baby fics #Timkon #timberkon #accidental baby acquisition #dickory #Clex #jayroy

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maraleestuff · 2 years

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Do y’all ever live so much in fanfic/ headcanons so much that going back to the canon material it gives you psychic damage

#merthur #fanfic #fandom #skyrim #Clex #geraskier #like obviously you know it’s not actually canon #but you get so wrapped up in the rosy glasses of fic that you ignore it #not that canon is bad. just Different

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polkadotdragonx · 7 months

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Fanart for the fanfiction Through the Ice by Tallihensia.

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kara-zor-els · 1 month

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People using Lex Luthor as an antagonist against the Waynes in batfam(TM) gala fics are so bizarre to me. I can bet that this man doesn't even know who most of those kids are, nor does he care.

#I know in my heart that the only wayne lex luthor knows is bruce #also “lex luthor is homophobic”all lex does all day is daydream about his enemies-to-lovers-to-enemies clex fic WHAT are you talking about?

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captain-wereduck · 1 month

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What is this Clex renaissance happening in the tags?

In this day an age? Is it my birthday?

I'm so used to checking out the Lex tag only to see a weirdly ooc batfam fan take on the character.

And now here you are, ppl, sparking up joy like we're redoing New Year. Woah!

#lex luthor #clex #hello talk to me about our bald wet cat of a blorbo #so open to interactions #so willing to exchange fic ideas

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princewardo · 11 months

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the best thing about writing Smallville is that all the characters are stupid so you can just say they did stuff for whatever senseless reason and it’s believable

#my fic #smallville #clex #yes you heard me I’m writing clex

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idabbleincrazy · 4 months

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Never a Wish Better Than This Ch. 5

Fandom: Smallville

Rating: E

Pairing: Clex

Word Count: 5177

Warnings: smut, porn with feelings, banter, foreplay, bottom!Lex, needy Lex, anal fingering, anal, emotional smut, coming untouched, vaguely implied past Lex/Bruce

Summary: Lex finally gives Clark the best gift he could ever give him: himself

A/N: yay! smut!! should be at least one more chapter for to wrap this story up before heading on to episode rewrites.

Clark's POV:

"So, we're not done for the - Spaceboy?!"

Oh, I want to bite that smirk off his lips.

"What, too soon?" Lex was looking way too smug for someone who came like a geyser after only a couple minutes with my tongue up his ass. He heaved a dramatic sigh. "Fine. Compromise. You're only Spaceboy in the bedroom; everywhere else, you're Farmboy. Although…maybe someday I'll catch you wearing a cowboy hat…then I'll just start playing Steve Miller."

"You are such a dork."

"A dork I may be, but I'm your dork now."

That catches my breath in my throat. I clutch him closer, loving the way his hardening cock twitches against my hip.

"Are you, Lex? Are you mine?"

I bite back the groan of complaint as his hand releases my dick, but keep my gaze locked on his face as he slides the hand into my hair, his lips hovering over mine as he stretches up towards me.

"I think I've been yours since you breathed life back into me, Clark."

"I'm yours, too, you know. Probably since that night in the field. You saved me that night, more than you know." I want to tell him about Lana's necklace, about the green Kryptonite, but it's not later yet, and it'll take too long, raise too many questions that'll take us rambling down so many paths. He promised me more, more sights and sounds and tastes and…more. And I want that more than I want to relieve my burden of secrets. So, I close the distance between our lips instead, kissing him bruisingly, if fleetingly. "I'll always be yours, Lex."

A growl of hungry approval from him, and his hand is back on my cock, fingers wrapped around the shaft and roughly jerking me back to hardness. His head tilts to the side, dipping, and my eyes flutter shut as I feel him try his hardest to suck a hickey into my invulnerable skin.

"Christ, Lex, feels good. Wish I could carry your mark on me."

I let my hands wander over his pale, smooth, flawless flesh as he works me between hand and mouth, slowly driving me insane all over again. One hand slips down over the curve of his ass, and I squeeze at the handful of firm, muscled Luthor-buttcheek, nudging him up against me to feel that hard cock press harder into me. God, I love the sounds he makes.

"I…oh, yeah,...I believe you said something about showing me more?"

Lex breaks away, panting, his eyes dark once more. Lex aroused is one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen in my short life, and it's a sight I'll never grow tired of.

"Honestly, Clark, after what you've shown me, I'm not exactly certain what you haven't seen. How much have you done before, Clark?"

I knew that the talk of experience, or lack of it, would come up at some point; I'd just hoped it wouldn't be now. I'd hoped to have more time before explaining the Red K Summer of Kent.

Nudging him back a bit, I sat up against the headboard, looking away from him when his gaze turned curious.

"I…remember that whole thing with Edge and that summer I spent in Metropolis, while you were missing?" A slow nod from him. "Well, I wasn't exactly myself."

"In the hazy memories, he called you Kal."

"Yeah, well…Kal - he's, he's me, without restraint. Without all the worries about right or wrong, without guilt or fear. Kal cared about Kal, about doing what felt good, without caring about anyone else."

"Like, your id?"

Lex sat up beside me, pressing himself against my side. There was a flash of concern across his face, and it warmed me that he cared, and that he wasn't bombarding me with questions about why, if I had been doing drugs, all the questions I'd had to field from Chloe and Lana when I came back.

"I guess…he was me, just, freer. I ran away 'cause I couldn't deal with causing mom to miscarry - long story", and, of course his eyes are full of questions now, "tomorrow, I promise. I didn't want the guilt and the pain, so I let Kal out.

"I've had feelings for you for so long, Lex. And, Kal, he let my curiosity take over. I experimented in Metropolis, realized I was definitely bisexual. Those clubs were full of beautiful men and women, and so many of them were willing to follow me along, no questions."

"They'd have to be blind to refuse you on your best behavior, Clark, I doubt anyone would stand a chance against an uninhibited Clark Kent. But, that doesn't exactly answer my original question…how far have you gone in your experimentations?"

I didn't think I was still capable of blushing at this point, but apparently, I was wrong.

"I've kissed, I've groped, I've gotten head, from men and women - but never anything as good as what you just did," that earned me another appearance of the smug smirk. "I've given blow-jobs, gone down on girls, fingered a few - vaginally and…anally. That's about it. Even then, I didn't want to go further than that. I've never gone all the way with anyone, male or female."

Lex looks surprised, pleasantly so.

"So, that was the first time you've ever rimmed someone?" I nod my head, letting him get the questions out that I know are brewing. "And no one ever did that for you? How?"

"I've watched a lot of porn over the past few years."

Lex let out a small laugh.

"Think what you'd be like with a skilled instructor, then. Christ, Clark. Fooled around but still technically a virgin, huh? Not even Alicia? I mean, honeymoon in Vegas…"

"Not even then. Almost, but that was mostly Kal, too, and I snapped out of it before…and it just didn't feel right. Not like it feels now. I guess, Kal or Clark, I just always wanted it to be you. I loved Lana, I loved Alicia, and they'll have a part of my heart forever, but they're not you."

Oh, it's been a long time since I've seen that look of wonder on his face, maybe since I stopped him from being run over by Morgan Edge's car. I don't get much time to soak it in before his mouth is on mine again, his lithe body sprawled halfway across mine as his tongue delves deep.

"So…still want me, then? Not turned off by my sordid past?"

"I wasn't asking you to judge you, Clark. I was genuinely curious, needed to know how slow, how careful, I needed to take this." Lex is pressing soft kisses to my throat now, the words whispered against my skin. "And you could never turn me off, Clark; I've had my own wild years, my own sexual experiments. It's almost a rite of passage in my world. I was just so thrown by what we've done so far, and, I'll admit, kinda jealous."

"Really? I made you jealous?"

"Yes, Clark. I'm quite often jealous with you, or maybe you haven't realized I have a tendency towards obsession when it comes to you? The thought of someone teaching you that…just, don't point out anyone you might recognize from that summer if we ever do the Metropolis club scene together."

"I'll keep that in mind. And you have nothing to be jealous of, Lex, none of them compare to you."

My hands are rubbing up and down his back, each sweep down bringing my fingers back down to the firm cheeks of his ass. Lex's brushing kisses haven't stopped even through the talking and petting, his mouth slowly traveling down my neck and across my collarbone. I let my head fall back against the headboard, just enjoying the feeling of his lips and tongue on my skin, the slick trail his hard cock is leaving along my hip as he shifts to reach across me. On a downstroke, I let the fingers of one hand trail between the cleft of his ass, the tip of one digit glancing lightly over the puckered skin I'd focused so much eager attention on earlier. Apparently, that particular bit of skin is a definite trigger for Lex.

Lex's POV:

I feel the slightest pressure there, a tease of air more than anything, really, and a jolt of arousal courses through me, resharpening my focus from the indolent foreplay I've been engaging in. With a moan I can't contain, I straddle Clark, my attention shifting from the slow build up and idle, if informational, chatter. Our cocks brush against each other and Clark lets out a hiss at the contact, bucking up even as his hands clasp around my waist, tugging me down, grinding us closer together.

"Enough talk", I manage to gasp out, "time for that more I promised you."

He lets out a groan of agreement.

"Yeah, good plan. Show me, Lex, show me everything."

And I plan to. Mostly. I may have rebounded quickly from the first orgasm, but at twenty-five I'm not sure I've got more than one more round in me tonight. There's still time left in the day to give him one last present…

"Gonna worship you, Clark, like you deserve." I shimmy back a bit, straddling the breadth of his thighs now, and dip my head down to lick over his skin, tasting the sunshine and slight salt tang of his flesh, trailing my tongue down to one pebbling, dusky-brown nipple. He arches into the touch and I have to mumble around the pert nub as one hand slides up to cradle my head, oh so gentle, keeping me from moving too far. "Dreamt of this for years, baby, tasting you, feeling you, beneath me, above me, around me…in me."

His breath hitches at that, and I smirk around his nipple, knowing I've just thrown him for a loop. No one would ever dare to presume a Luthor would bottom, ever. And, typically, I don't, haven't for years. Too much control given over in that act, too much trust. But I don't want complete control here, want us, if nowhere else, to be equals here; he's trusted me, finally, with his secrets, and I need to give that trust in return, starting with this.

"Lex, God, you sure? We don't have to-"

"I'm sure, Clark. It's what I want, what I've wanted for so long." I can feel him tensing slightly beneath me, and I can't have that, so I push back against his hand; I know it's only with his allowance I'm able to pull back, his hand sliding down to the juncture of my shoulder as I meet his gaze. "This isn't just a fuck, Clark. There'll be no diamond cufflinks waiting on the dresser in the morning, no parting gifts. I love you, and I want this."

"I don't wanna hurt you, Lex. My strength…if I lose control…"

"You won't hurt me, Clark. Not more than I can take, anyways, and nothing permanent. Hell, I don't think you could bring yourself to cause me real physical pain even if I asked you to. You can let go a little with me, I bounce back quicker than most."

"Have you ever…y'know, bottomed?" Aww, shy Clark is back, that blush I'll never grow tired of infusing his tan skin. And, wow, that blush travels further than I thought it could.

"Yeah. But it's been years. I haven't wanted to with anyone in a long time. The guys I've been with for the past few years, I didn't feel anything more than passing lust for them. This is so much more than just lust. Until you, I didn't think I'd ever want to bottom again. I want you in every way, Clark, starting with this."

There's a brief pause and then a nod, his body relaxing under me again as his fear abates. I smile down at him, losing myself in those bright, green eyes until his cock twitches against my stomach, pulling me back to the moment.

"Okay, but...I mean, I know the mechanics of it, Lex, but…I don't…what if I'm not…not good, or-"

"I'll guide you, Clark. And, trust me, baby, if earlier was anything to go by, you'll be better than perfect." God, sex-god and tender virgin rolled into one, and mine, here, in the bed I insisted on setting up personally. I'm torn between worshiping this exquisite creature further and just impaling myself on his cock with just the brief stretching his tongue provided to ease the way. My cock aches at the thought of the pleasurable burn Clark's thick length will bring, swaying me closer towards just getting on to the main event. His face is so open right now, lust and love and confidence and uncertainty all clear in his wide eyes and small smile. "Christ, don't look at me like that, or I'll cum again before you're even in me."

"Wouldn't want that, would we?"

This boy's gonna give me whiplash.

"No, we certainly wouldn't, Clark."

Abandoning my plan to taste and tease every considerable inch of his body, I roll off of Clark, stretching out in the empty space beside him, smirking at the noise of confusion he makes.

"Want you on top of me, baby. Been too long since I've had anything close to as big as you in me for me to ride you just yet, and I wanna see your face when you fuck me."

Clark rolls to his side, his hand cupping my face like he's holding a wounded bird, eyes dark and serious.

"Not fuck, remember? Making love."

Making love", I assent, turning to press a kiss into his palm. "Gonna need lube…am I right in assuming condoms won't be necessary? I haven't gotten sick since I lost my hair."

"I don't get sick, ever."

"Good. Wanna feel you, just you." I let out a groan as his hand slides down my body to grasp my cock. There's a cheeky grin on his face as he jerks me, exquisitely slow. "Lube, Clark…bedside table…bottom drawer."

I bite back the whimper of loss as he rolls away, off the bed.

"Jeez, Lex! Just in case you need it. Be safe, have fun, don't do anything I wouldn't do. Lex." His brow is raised as he waves the sheet of stationary at me. "That doesn't leave much out, now does it? Would you have really just let me bring girls up here to sleep with? Or guys?"

"I wouldn't have wanted to know about it, but I really do want this to be your own private place away from everything, Clark. And, I figured it would have been better for you to be prepared, if you ever brought Lana, or someone, over. I'd do anything for you, Clark, and anything necessary to protect you, even against yourself, haven't you figured that out yet?"

"Think I'm getting the picture." He looked back into the drawer, a nervous chuckle falling from his lips. "God, how many kinds of lube do they make? And, good guess on the condom size."

"Looking at you now, in all your glory, I think they might've ended up a bit tight." I should've grabbed the lube myself, and avoided all this time-wasting chatter. "I'll introduce you to the varied world of flavored lube later, Clark, just grab the blue bottle and get back up here. Need you, now."

As Clark complies, I shift on the bed, glad I picked a mattress nearly as grand as my own, spreading my legs wide enough for him to settle between when he climbs back up. I feel the heat of his gaze as he looks over my body, eyes falling shut for a moment after he reaches the point between my thighs. Maybe that heat wasn't just imagined, and I'll have to remember to ask him the full extent of his powers after I see a flicker of something in his eyes when they open again.

I grab the bottle from him, pleased to see he's unwrapped it in that special speed of his, and take his hand in mine. Deftly popping the lid with my thumb, I pour a sizable amount of lube over his fingers. I know it's gonna be a four-finger kinda job to get me even nearly ready for his girth, and I feel myself clench in aroused anticipation as he rubs his fingers together to warm the slick gel.

"Please."

His clean hand soothes along my inner thigh as he trails sticky fingers down over my balls, along my perineum. His eyes snap back up to mine as I let out a hushed gasp at the feel of a digit circling around my rim. That seducer look is back on his face, a fallen angel seeking pleasure from a corrupt humanity, lips parted with panting breaths as a finger nudges against me.

"Open up for me, Lex. Let me in."

And I do. I stretch my legs further apart, forcing my muscles to relax and allow the almost foreign intrusion. And, oh, God, so good. Just knowing it's him, his finger slipping inside me so gently, instead of my own, instead of one of the faceless women I'd allowed to tease back there as I pictured his face behind closed eyelids. I arch my head back against the pillow, eyes closing, just enjoying the feel of Clark's index finger easing in and out of me. Already not enough.

"More, baby."

He groans and on the next push in I feel the slight burn of stretching muscle. I bear my hips down, taking the two thick fingers into me faster than he was willing. Need his cock soon, can't stand the wait as he exacts such tortuous care and diligence. Wonder if mind-reading is one of his abilities as a third soon pushes past the clenching ring of muscle; more delicious stretchburnpaineuphoria, deeper now, as space is made within, tip of a finger glancing over my prostate, needle-sharp pleasure bolting up my spine.

"Oh, God, Clark!"

Have to clamp a hand around my cock, squeeze until the overwhelming need to cum subsides. Teasing lick of tongue over the weeping head prolonging my fight to regain control.

"Fuck, you're evil."

"Couldn't help it, Lex. Needed to taste you again. Jesus. You're just so fucking beautiful, baby; love you like this best, I think. Won't know for sure till I'm in you, till you're cumming on my cock." A desperate whine fills my ears, I think it came from me. His fingers are still pumping steadily into me, tugging at the rim briefly before plunging back in. "Do you need more, Lex? Is three enough? Don't…can't hurt you, baby."

"You won't. One more…I can take it…one more, and spread them a bit. And then I want you in me."

There's a moment of resistance as his pinky tries to join the others, and I will myself to relax further, pushing down against his hand, glad that Clark is quick on the uptake as he stills and lets me take the digit in on my own. One huge hand on my thigh, spreading me as open as I can go in this position, his gaze drifting back down to where he's stretching me, a low growl of hunger falling from his lips.

"God, I'm so tempted just to eat you out again, Lex. Have you cum on just my tongue again."

That does it. Control, meet window. Can't stop the stream of babble from flowing, hips working against his fingers as he slows his thrusts.

"Jesus fucking Christ, now! Now, Clark, in me…evil little shit, fuck me! Need you, baby…make love to me."

"Yeah. Shit, yeah. I've got you, Lex."

Pathetically needy sound I didn't even know I was capable of making escapes at the loss of his fingers, feeling empty and hollow as his hands tug my legs up, pushing trembling limbs up towards my chest, breathless command to hold them there forcing my own hands into action. Twitch of my cock against my stomach at the sound of lube slicking skin, snick of a cap and thud of the bottle landing somewhere on the floor.

Blunt pressure against my loosened hole makes me hiccup a breath, and above me, his face is so young again, so innocent as he teeters on this cusp of adulthood. I feel like a teenager again, fifteen and in the arms of the classmate I once thought I'd love forever. For a millisecond, sapphire replaces emerald as my eyes blur with unbidden tears, broad body hovering still over me. Thumb brushes away the tear that escapes, and I blink away the rest. The other disappears, Clark remains. Salt on my tongue as that thumb brushes over my parted lips, his head dipping down to press a benediction of a kiss to my forehead.

"Where'd you go, baby?"

Shake of head, voice thick with time as I answer.

"Doesn't matter. It's the past. I'm here, right here, with my future."

"I love you, Lex."

"Show me."

A smile gracing his pouty mouth as he braces his hands on either side of my head, and pushes forward.

"Slow", I utter the warning as the head of his cock breaches me, stretching me beyond the girth of his preparation. He heeded, easing himself into me just an inch before stilling, his breath fanning across my face in harsh puffs. Just seven or so more to go. God. "More, Clark, don't stop. Just slow. Till you're all the way in me, 'kay?"

"Yeah. God…so tight, Lex. Lemme know…if I hurt…hurt you."

"It's a good hurt, baby. The best hurt."

He moaned and slid in further, his substantial girth consistently gliding into me on the copious amount of lube. And, God, was I glad I made him use four fingers. There was no doubt I'd still feel this in the morning.

In and in and in, until I felt him, thighs flush against mine. I let my hands slide from where I was gripping at my legs, to grip even tighter at his back, nails digging into undamageable skin for purchase as he bottomed out, panting for breath as my body fought to adjust to such unbelievable fullness. He held himself over me, his face swimming into focus as I forced my eyes open. When had they closed?

"Baby? Lex? Did I hurt you? God…ohhh…te-tell me I didn't hurt you."

"Never, Clark. You could never hurt me. Not like this. Feels…Jesus…so good, baby. So full. Never…ahh…never felt like this before. It's never felt so right. Perfect." As I became used to the stretch and the burn abated, I moved testingly, my legs wrapping around his waist. The change in position pulled him in impossibly further. "Ohhh! Oh, God, move, Clark…need you to move!"

"Yesss."

His lips closed the small distance between us to capture mine in a scorching kiss as he pumped his hips, my groan muffled by his mouth. He kept his pace slow, and I knew it was just as much a sign of his care as anything. Keeping slow so as not to lose control over his strength.

He could have torn me to shreds for all I would have noticed, my brain simply a running loop of in me, Clark Kent is inside me. Lord knows what kind of noises I was emitting as he drove me to the brink of combustion, every ounce of my remaining willpower directed on holding back the threatening orgasm, needing this to last as long as possible; eternity would make a good start.

His voice filtered in through the haze of arousal, bringing me back to the surface.

"Love you, Lex. God, love you. So beautiful, so perfect. Knew you would be, baby. Oh, fuck, love the way your ass feels…so tight. So good. Shit, makes me want to lose myself in you, just let go. Can't…mmmh…need…"

"Do it, Clark. Let go for me. I can take it." I wanted to feel him, his glory, unrestrained, free. "I don't break easy, baby. Give me everything."

Clark shifts with a growl and quickens his pace, the angle thudding the head of his cock into my prostate on every thrust. He shuffles closer, bending me nearly in half, his mouth clamping down on mine, tongue leaving nothing unexplored as he smothers my cries of pleasure. My cock aches, trapped between us, riding the ridges of his abs as he rides into me endlessly. I wish I could match his stamina. Turn my head to the side for a breath, pressing hot kisses to his throat and shoulder as I clutch him closer, heels digging into the round globes of his ass.

"Fuck, Clark…not gonna last. Gotta cum, baby. Shit, Clark, fuck me harder. Wanna feel you…feel you cum, filling me up. Oh, God, harder, make me cum."

Short burst of speed, barrage of thrusts abusing my prostate, his breath loud and hot in my ear as he enfolds me in his arms, lifting me up. Tendons strain as he holds me close to him in an angle that should be impossible, arms and legs wrapped around him like a baby koala, and I should be embarrassed at my desperate clinging, but I'm beyond caring about anything other than the feel of his dick hammering into me and my own swollen length striving for release.

"Cum for me, Lex", he whispers in my ear, voice rough and deep, a man's voice now. "God, baby, lemme feel you cum."

The most unhinged, animal sound rips through me at the command, and I stiffen, muscles clenching around him so hard it would have hurt anyone else. Wet splashes between us, sticking us together, cock spurting thick bullets of cum as he fucks me through my release.

"Shit. Oh, shit! Fuck, so beautiful when you cum, Lex…so beautiful. So fucking tight around my cock, so perfect. Christ! Gonna cum, baby. Gonna fill you up. Love you so much, Lex."

Wordless moan of discordant syllables uttered into his flesh as I fight for the coherence to echo his sentiment. Hips still pistoning in and out of me as he tries to make it last, but even his stamina must come to a plateau at some point. With muscles turning quickly to putty in his encompassing embrace, I clench around him once more, finding my voice at last.

"Give it to me, Clark."

A broken groan sounds and he pumps into me one last time, cum hotter than I've felt before spilling into me, filling me well past full to where I can feel it leaking back out and down my thighs as his climax stretches out into forever. Incongruously gentle kisses press to the side of my face, my temple, my scalp, as still he cums.

I lift my head from his shoulder, into the rain of kisses, and see the ceiling much closer than it should be. Clutch tighter on instinct, fear of heights, a small itch at the back of my brain.

"Uh, Clark?"

"Mmmh?"

"Are-are we floating?"

Spill of seed tapers off as my question brings him back to clarity.

"Shit!"

Lurch of stomach as he rolls me over in a burst of inhuman speed before we land with a heavy thunk on the bed, wooden frame creaking in offense. And he's still in me.

Absurdity strikes and manic laughter rings in the air before I can rein it in. He's looking up at me more than a little dazed and confused, and utterly debauched, and I lean down to capture his mouth in a sloppy kiss before untangling my limbs from around him and sitting up. The movement jostles his still half-hard cock within me, and I hope he doesn't catch the fleeting wince as the girthy length twitches. I know I'm grinning like a loon, jaw threatening to crack at how wide my lips are spread.

Clark Kent loves me. Clark Kent made love to me. Clark Kent is an alien from a planet that no longer exists, and can survive car crashes, bullets, crazed mutated humans, can lift at least my hundred and eighty pounds like it's nothing, can move faster than the eye can see. Oh, and floats. And fucks like Zeus on steroids.

"Um, Lex, you okay?"

"Peachy." I hiccup a laugh, trying to hold back the return of mania. "You?"

"I think I've cum most of my brains out, but other than that…amazing. Are you sure you're okay? You seem a little…I don't know…shellshocked?"

"Just a little reality catching up." I break the concerned gaze he has trained on me and glance at the clock; 11:59. "Happy birthday, Clark. So…floating?"

Oh, that fucking blush again. If I weren't so wrung out from two rounds in as many hours, I'd probably be hard again just from that. And my cock does make a valiant effort, twitching feebly against Clark's stomach.

"Yeah…it usually only happens when I'm asleep, when I dream."

"Naughty dreams?"

"Uh-huh."

"Huh, hormone-based powers. That must've made puberty fun. But, we'll save the in-depth scientific analyzing for tomorrow. Wanna bask."

Reluctantly, I ease myself off his cock, still somewhat jelly-legged, and slide off him to the side. Immediately, his arm slips under me, tugging me close against his side. Rallying strength, I toss my arm over his waist, heedless of the mixture of cum and sweat sticking to the golden skin.

"I never thought sex could be like that, Lex. So perfect, so mind-blowing."

"It's never been quite that spectacular for me either, Clark. Think it's the fact that it's you. That it's love, along with the lust. That, I think, makes all the difference."

"Whatever the reason, I'm glad tonight happened. All of it." He lets loose a jaw-cracking yawn.

"Sleepy?"

"Yeah. You wore me out, stud."

Undignified snort followed by a groan of bone-deep exhaustion, the night's activities taking their toll at last.

"The day I wear you out will be the day my father cuts his mortal thread."

"Please, don't mention your father in bed ever again." Well, that made his erection wilt. At least I know I won't have to worry about him pulling a Victoria. "No mentioning of any parents at all when we're naked."

"Duly noted."

I yawn into his shoulder and before my mouth even closes, he's maneuvered us beneath the plush covers, the lights extinguished. His cum is still dripping from my used hole, and I feel slightly empty without his girth stretching me, but I'm just too damn comfortable like this to bother an attempt at a clean up. Sheets can be changed, muscles will retract back into place. His warmth surrounding me is all I really need right now.

"So, tell me, Clark," I voice one last curiosity before I allow slumber to claim me. "When you blew out the candles, what did you wish for?"

If it's at all within my power, I'll make it come true.

"This, Lex. I wished for this."

*****

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lexkent · 2 years

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me coming across your blog on my "for you" page last week despite never having seen or even heard of Smallville: oh wow! fun content and pretty gifs!! hope this doesn't awaken anything in me :)

me now, knowing im about to ask you for some Clex fic recs in these trying times: .........i don't know what i expected

on a serious note, your gifs are amazing and i really do love your blog! do you know of any good Clex fics you've read or any good Lex fics regardless of pairing (will read literally anything: canon divergence, au, smut, fluff, angst, soulmates, etc) that you'd recommend? <3

it shouldn't please me so much that I've brought you into the misery of Smallville but it does 😭 and thank you so much!!!💖💖

One of these days I'm going to make a legitimate Clex rec list, but for now here are some of my favs :')

Identical Series by Lanning

If He Would Fall by sabershadowkat

Most Regretted by Tallihensia

Reconcilable Differences by astolat

Soothing out the Hurts by Tallihensia

The Perfect Life by A_Fallen_Sister

To Legends by Tallihensia

Ants And Other Higher Lifeforms by Dayspring

Escape Velocity by Bagheera

Two Halves by Dolimir

Cleaning Up is Hard to Do by arysteia

Of Gods and Men by Lenore

i think that possibly maybe i'm falling for you by Nicnac

Sealed with a Kiss by laceymcbain

Not a Villain by Tallihensia

Dancing at The Purple Parrot by laceymcbain

Fixing Things by Tallihensia

Someone To Watch Over Me by Dolimir

Lover's Choice by Tallihensia

Catharsis by arysteia

Devil's Deal by Bagheera

Cookie Dough & Candy Hearts by Dayspring

iHero by I I B N F (iibnf)

Cooking Considered As One Of The Fine Arts by Caro (thestarsexist)

Manifest Destiny by Liviapenn

The Lost Soul by tasabian

Run by Dayspring

The Reset by tasabian

Purple by Dayspring

Shadows & Stone: Smallville Stories by laceymcbain

Pheromones by Tallihensia

Time and Chance by Dayspring

A Mad Season by Dolimir

Golden by CJAndre, Noelle

Memoirs Of An Alien Who Fell To Earth by Dayspring

Let me know if you'd like a description of any specific fic or if you want any trigger warnings. there is definitely some dark content here and not all is tagged.

Also @clarklexlois has an excellent clex fic rec list with descriptions and lengths. it's actually what got me into fanfic!💖 https://clarklexlois.tumblr.com/clex-recs

#Not a Villain is a WIP #Shadow and Stone is too but it has a perfectly satisfying conclusion if you don't start the last section Six #it's worth reading but Cliffhanger #Identical Series is a WIP that's being updated regularly #clex #clex fic #clex fic rec #smallville clex #text #smallville

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luthwhore · 10 months

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hello, love your blog, was wondering if you have any clex fic recs?

oh man, i have been binging clex fic pretty much nonstop since i started getting back into smallville several months ago, so i can definitely make some recs! with that said, i'm relatively new to the clex fandom, so i would also recommend checking out @clarklexlois's fic rec page, which is super comprehensive and where i found a lot of things myself! i believe @raelis1 also posted a fic rec list a while back that was full of a lot of old gems, many of which are not on ao3 and/or are only accessible via the wayback machine, so i would definitely check out both of their rec lists at some point.

editing to add: @reedrichards also has a rec list posted on their old blog still accessible here!

i'm not sure what specific flavor of clex you're looking for, so I'll try to provide some variety, but given that quite literally 95% of the clex fic on ao3 is smallville-based, most of these are mostly or entirely based on smallville canon.

also, i'm trying to limit this list to no more than one fic per author, but many of these authors have a ton of fic and i would highly recommend looking through their other work!

smallville-based:

the identical series, by @lanninglurksnomore. 400k+ words and 20 years in the making. technically still a WIP but the latest chapter was posted about a week ago. since the fic was started at the end of s1, it's heavily canon-divergent, but lanning's characterization of lex and handling of his mental illness is excellent, and the fic really captures lex's relationship with lionel perfectly.

string theory, by spqr. this is technically an omegaverse fic, but the omegaverse aspect is exclusive to kryptonians. loosely set post-series, but it's pretty light-hearted and fun.

let it snow, by mskatej. sharing a hotel room / sharing a bed / snowed in fic. exactly what it sounds like. i really like how bratty the author writes clark in this fic, it feels very true to his canon characterization.

the hinge moment, by @tasabian. basically all of this author's fic is set post-series and blends smallville characterization and history with comic elements, so it feels like a really wonderful blend of the two. i would frankly recommend their entire catalog of fic because they have some of my favorite characterization for clark, but this one in particular does a masterful job of showing the tremendous amount of pressure clark is under as superman.

switch: a comedy of terrors, by rivkat. this one is a bodyswap fic. if you like bodyswap fics, you will love this fic. rivkat has a huge backlog of clex fic and all of it slaps. i think i lost about a week just digging through all of their fic.

marked, by seperis. this author has a very lovely, almost stream-of-conscious style that makes for a very pleasant reading experience. this particular fic manages to hit shaving kink, make-up/feminization, and collaring. 80% porn but then it sneaks angst in on you at the last minute. this author's fic tends to have a very grounded, bittersweet feel to it.

light the torch, by ang3lba3 & Birthdaytoasts. clark/lex/lois. alien heat/mating-cycle fic. if the idea of that triad interests you, this fic will be everything you could want and more.

long time coming, by BewareTheIdes15. by far the most recent fic on this list -- it was just published this month -- but so, so, SO good. post-series, canon-divergent, fix-it-fic of sorts. fantastic characterization all around, snappy prose, and generally a delight to read.

seduction, by lenore. **heavy trigger warnings on this one for lionel being a massive creep.** the first fic is, by it's nature, a pretty uncomfortable read and also not technically a clex fic, so if the tags/summary does not sound like something you want to read in graphic detail (i personally skimmed some parts), you can skip to the second installment without losing anything for the very cathartic follow-up.

manual transmission series, by bipolypesca. this fic is old and only available on the wayback machine, the only thing on my rec list that isn't on ao3. it's very long but so worth it. the characterization for both clark and lex is excellent and it's one of the few long fics i've seen really delve into clark's very specific anxieties around his fear of sex and specifically of hurting people with his powers during sex, as well as the specific prejudices and issues two young queer men living in a small town in kansas would be subject to.

comics-based:

wien's law, by obscureshipyard. (unsure if this author has a tumblr.) exclusively comics-based, though the author does have some more smallville-based works i think. features lex as a trans man, if that's something you're into. there's some triggering content and the first few installments are pretty angsty, but it ultimately has a happy ending.

an alienated property, by kantayra. superman and lex, trapped together on a red sun planet. (i'm honestly surprised this trope isn't more popular because it's a lot of fun.) this fic is tagged with smallville, not comics, but it feels more in line with the comics dynamic to me.

a universe of possibilities, by kitsunesongs. dub-con. based on the superman: the black ring arc and may be a little confusing if you haven't read the arc it's based on, but there's so little purely comics-based clex fic that i feel like i have to include it.

#answered #clex #fic recs #btw if you are a clex fan who has fic recs that AREN'T on here please feel free to add them!#there is no particular order to this other than just which ones i ran into on my ao3 bookmarks first #i have a bunch more fic on my to-read list that i haven't finished and therefore can't really rec #thank you for the question anon!!!

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