Spooky Fic: Switching Part 2/2
Switching, Part Two
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"Oh my God, my office," Chloe wailed.
Which sounded weird coming from Lex's body. But as soon as Lex could duck around the taller guy bodies, he understood why. The journalism room was a mess. Broken desks, things torn off walls, a computer smashed... it looked like a small tornado had been inside.
In a corner of the room, Chloe... or at least her body... stood up. "Clark! Uh, Lex..., Lana." She fidgeted. "Uh, Clark, man, can I talk to you? Like, privately?"
The three at the doorway looked at each other. "Pete," they all said in unison.
Pete blinked. "Um, yeah." He started towards them, then Chloe's body blurred for a second and then reappeared several feet closer as a desk between them broke into kindling.
"Damn it!" Pete wailed. "Not again! How does he do it? I'll never tease him ever again." He picked himself up off the floor and took a couple of cautious steps forward.
"Clark's powers are with you?" Chloe said in amazement, echoing the other's thoughts. "Not with Clark?"
Pete in Chloe's body went instantly still. "I don't know what you're talking about, Lex."
Lana in Clark's body snorted and stepped further into the room. "Here's a run-down, Pete. I'm Lana, that's Chloe, and that's Lex. Obviously, Clark is in your body. Clark's powers are not in Clark's body, and don't even bother trying to tell us Clark doesn't have any - with all the weirdness around here, we're just all admitting that we know. Obviously you do, and you know, I'm just a little miffed right now at the fact that you know with Clark's knowledge, though he lies to all the rest of us."
Pete's mouth opened and closed a few times. He looked at the trio standing in front of him. "Adrenalin?" he said weakly.
They all burst up laughing, including Pete.
"But Pete," Chloe finally said when she'd regained her voice. "What did you do to the Torch's office?"
Pete shrugged. "Accident. I appeared here, in your..." He glanced between Chloe and Lex and Lana and paused for a second. Chloe nodded to confirm she was the one in Lex's body and had just been speaking. "In your body. When I stood up, I stepped on the cat's tail and jumped. When that happened..." With an apologetic gesture, he waved to the room. "It's the speed and the strength. I got a grip on them after awhile, but when I'm startled, there they go again."
"I really wish I was in my body right now and could experiment..." Chloe looked hungrily at Pete. So did Lex.
So did Lana, yet as she stepped forward, Lex saw something else in the hunger. "Not again..." Lex sighed.
Lana kissed Pete.
After a moment of flailing around, Pete with Chloe's slender hands gripped Lana/Clark's shoulders tightly, pulling in instead of pushing away.
"I'm watching my own porn fantasy," Chloe said, fascinated. "I'm watching Clark kiss me. In front of me. In person. With tongue."
"Yes..." Lex had to agree, remembering the office. He slipped next to Chloe and rubbed a hand over her groin, fascinated with the way his dick felt from the outside as it grew harder.
"But it's Clark!" Pete pulled away from Lana with a conflicted expression on his face, full of both longing and repugnance.
"And you're in Chloe's body," Lana purred. "Her beautiful, lovely, fascinating body..." Lana cupped one of Pete/Chloe's breasts and leaned over to suckle on it.
Chloe turned and kissed Lex, plunging her tongue deeply into his mouth. Then she moved back, saliva still dripping. "Maybe you'd like to kiss Lana's body instead?" She pushed Lex forward and Lana caught him.
Lex looked into Chloe's eyes and saw Pete but he also saw a warm sweet body and it was so hot... he leaned in and passed the kiss on, a relay runner continuing the race.
"So beautiful. Lana, we're so beautiful together..."
"We are."
Lex could hear them kissing, even as his hands roamed over breasts and thighs and a bare midriff and tangled in blonde hair.
Pete's hands were roaming too, and the sensations on this body Lex was wearing were incredible. Breasts. He loved breasts.
"This is wrong," Pete gasped, even as he nibbled on Lex's throat.
"Well, it's your own fault," Chloe murmured, reaching out to fondle Pete's breast. "I didn't know I felt so soft..."
Pete blinked. "How is this my fault? Oh, oh... that..."
"'Knowing in the Biblical sense'," Chloe quoted. "And we're all laughing now, aren't we?"
"We're knowing... knowing inside and out, walking in another's shoes." Lana sighed as she fumbled with Clark's jeans, pulling out his cock.
Lex leaned over, wanting it, wanting to know it. He wanted to know Clark more, but Clark's body...
Heat erupted between them, literally, and hit first a wall and then one of the computers, blowing it up.
"Fuck!" Pete clamped his hands over his eyes. "Damit, damit, damit!"
The flames were a splash of cold water on the sex. The other three stared in shock for a moment before Chloe ran for the fire extinguisher.
"How am I going to explain this to the teacher?" Chloe moaned as she put out the fire.
"Maybe we should all just leave now and you weren't here and it was all normal weirdness," Lana suggested as she put Clark's clothes to right. "The insurance clause that everybody has but nobody talks about."
Lex agreed. Not being here and not dealing with the authorities sounded best. Nobody had seen them on the way in. "Pete, where were you when the switch happened?"
Pete cautiously lowered one hand then the other. "At the fair. Nobody's going to do any more groping, are they?"
"For now," Lex muttered. Good intentions meant nothing here. Biblical sense... he'd been thinking it too, damn it.
"What were you doing at the fair?" Chloe asked as they all headed out of the Torch, looking around to make sure they weren't spotted.
"Cleaning up." Pete shrugged. "It's easier to volunteer after the fair then during." He paused and then looked at Lana. "Oh, that reminds me - Lana, I found your cards."
Lana's steps faltered and she turned slowly to him. "What cards?"
"The tarot cards."
"But I didn't lose any..."
Lex and Chloe looked at each other with wide eyes at another connection to the puzzle. "What was the question we asked?" Lex hadn't been paying attention at the time.
"I... don't remember." Chloe spread her hands. "I remember Lana's answer, but not the question."
Pete and Lana shook their heads as well.
"I gave out seventy-odd fortunes that day. I don't remember anything about yours at all." Lana wrinkled her nose. It looked adorable on Clark's body. "Other than that deck you used. I knew I didn't like that deck. What made you chose it, Chloe?"
"It... it was interesting, mysterious. Something was different about it."
Lex snorted. "I'll say."
At the car, Chloe unlocked the doors. "Let's find Clark and see if we can get this fixed," Chloe said firmly. "While it's been fun, I think we'd all be happier back in our own bodies."
"You get to drive?" Pete ran his hands over the car appreciatively.
While the other two were distracted, Lana looked at Lex in her body and grimaced. Yet it was a resigned sort of grimace.
"It doesn't all have to be the same when we return," Lex spoke quietly.
"But I'll still be the Princess, for that is my role." Lana sighed.
"Only if you chose. And now there are those who know more than that of you."
Lana grinned at him, a pale reminder of all Clark's half-hearted grins as he lied to Lex.
"Come on, you two!" Chloe yelled impatiently and hocked the horn.
Lex winced at how much he sounded like his father with that voice. When he was back to his body, he would try to be a better person in it. He and Lana got in the car, wrapped in their own thoughts.
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The fairgrounds looked eerie without the fair. Remnants, leftovers, ghosts in the wind. Spookier than all the spooks that had decorated it when it was a living fair.
"I was right here..." Pete turned in a slow circle.
Chloe rolled her eyes. "I don't think Clark would have waited here, duh. This is just a starting point. If we were Clark, where would we go?"
They all turned to look at Lana.
"I might be wearing Clark's body," she said dryly, "but that doesn't tell me what he'll do."
Chloe then turned to look at Pete.
"What? I already said I didn't know..."
"But you have Clark's powers," Chloe pointed out. "He's always finding people and things even if he won't tell us how he does it."
Pete opened and closed his mouth a couple of times. "I don't know what you mean," he said weakly.
"That was almost as good as Clark," Lex muttered.
Lana put her hand over her mouth as she laughed at Lex's words. Then she turned to Pete. "You blew up a computer and trashed the Torch room. I think it's a little late to protest."
With a sigh, Pete started looking around.
"So what is it?" Lex asked curiously. "Some sort of ESP location-sense? The strength and the speed are a given. But the heat? You were covering your eyes."
Pete stopped and glared at him. "Look, Lana---"
"Lex," Lana murmured.
Pete looked flustered and waved a hand, dismissing it. "I know that, slip of the tongue. Whatever. All of you, just... they're Clark's secrets. Not mine. Yeah, I know some of it, but Clark wouldn't even have told me if he didn't have to. We all know what it's like to live in this damn town with everything. Just stop pushing!"
Ashamed, Lex looked away. He wanted Clark more than he wanted Clark's secrets, he really did. Yet the questions were always right there, along with the nagging suspicion that he wasn't, and would never be, good enough for Clark.
"Nice speech," Chloe remarked. "Except that back before you knew, you were just as eager as the rest of us to find out."
With a stricken expression, Pete turned away from them.
"Pete's right," Lana unexpectedly stepped in. "Clark needs to be the one to tell us and we have to stop enabling him not to. Unless we accept that he's not going to tell us. But he still needs to know that we know something. We're all just ignoring it, waiting for it to fall in our laps."
That speech was a little muddled, but Lex got the gist of it. "I'd rather have Clark's friendship," Lex said softly. "I've asked before. I've not let it slide before, and Clark... doesn't trust me. Not for that. But I'd rather have his friendship than his secrets."
Chloe sighed. "Okay, yeah, me too. But..."
"But it's right there." Lana turned a hand up. "He uses all his powers right in front of us, and then expects us not to know about them. I think... I think we encourage him in that too much. He needs to know, even if what he knows is "oh, you've got powers too - cool and I won't say anything about it.""
"Too?" Chloe blinked.
"There," Pete said. "I'm... I mean Clark is over there. By the East parking lot."
That derailed that conversation nicely. Eagerly, they all headed that way, wanting to be whole again, with Clark.
When they got close, they saw Pete's body trying to break into one of the cars. Not Lex's car, thank goodness - that was parked in the South parking lot.
"Hey!" Pete yelled indignantly. "Clark, what the hell?"
Pete's body swung to look at them, then he ran away.
"Hey, Clark!"
"That's not Clark," Lex said, stunned. He'd seen into the eyes and there was no sign of his friend anywhere. No sign of anyone... at least not human.
"Not...?" Lana started running. "Pete, catch him!"
Reminded, Pete blurred and disappeared as the others were all still running at human speed.
When they caught up, Pete's body was down on the ground and Pete was shaking Chloe's fist. "Damn body-stealer," Pete said grimly, staring at himself.
"That's going to hurt when you're back in there," Lex remarked.
"Uh..." Pete shoved his hand behind him as if he could take back the blow.
With a groan, the stranger woke up.
Lex started to kneel down to question the person when Lana hauled him back.
"5 feet 2 inches, 105 pounds," she said. "Despite the lessons, Lex, I think my body is safer on the other side of Clark's. Let the guys handle this. And the gal with powers."
Right. Lex had forgotten, again, about that. It sucked to be a small girl.
The stranger sat up, restrained by Chloe's hand on his shoulder.
"Who are you? What are you doing in Pete's body? Where's Clark?"
With a hiss, the stranger spat at her, saying nothing.
Chloe wiped her face. "Okay, so much for nice guys..."
"Don't hurt my body," Pete begged, alarmed.
The talk about what to do started among the group. Lex felt somewhat removed from it, not sure why. He looked around and saw a familiar figure. With a blink, Lex headed over.
As Lex approached, the black cat ran off. Then it paused and waited for Lex to catch up. It did this a few more times until they were almost back at the edges of the fair. At a trash can, the cat pawed the edges.
"At least it's Lana's body and not mine," Lex muttered and obediently started rummaging through the trash.
When he put his hands on the deck of cards, Lex instantly knew what they were. And who they were. "Clark," he whispered, closing his eyes. He felt Clark there, in the cards. Where before they'd felt slimy and wrong, now the cards felt warm, welcoming... love and home encompassed in a touch.
Lex carefully gathered up the deck, finding every loose card, and headed back.
"I found Clark," he announced.
They all blinked at him. Lex showed them the cards, holding them protectively, not letting them out of his grasp.
The stranger erupted into a frenzied panic, struggling to get away from them. Finally, Pete hit him again, wincing as he did so.
"Clark's in there?" Chloe said, amazed. "Then who is that?"
"The oily feel," Lana nudged Pete's body with a foot. "I should have gotten rid of those cards years ago..."
"How do we put it right? Deal the cards again?"
Lex wasn't about to pass pieces of Clark out. "Let's try holding hands," he suggested.
"Or we could have an orgy and really get to know each other," Lana laughed even as she took one of the stranger's hands and one of Chloe's.
"Not funny," Pete shuddered. "Thank God that bit doesn't seem to be around anymore." He took the other side of the stranger and Lex's.
Lex held his hand with the box of Clark out to Chloe, who put her hand around both, holding them carefully.
They stood there for a minute.
"Any other ideas?" Lana said, carefully keeping any expression out of her voice.
Lex twisted without releasing Pete or Chloe's hands. "Well? Come on, do something. Please."
"Who are you... oh." Chloe stared at the black cat that had wandered into their circle. "Lana, are you sure it's a stray?"
Lana rolled her eyes.
The cat stood on his back paws, reaching up into the air.
Lex leaned over, holding the deck of Clark out. Chloe leaned with him so they were together, still connected as a circle.
Black paws touched the deck.
Then cat and deck were gone and Lex was a foot taller and three feet to the right.
Everybody stood there, looking at each other, affirming they were all back in their proper bodies.
Pete groaned, disengaging his hands and holding them to his jaw. "Ow. Owwwww.... Man, that hurts."
Lex ignored him, focusing on Clark. It was Clark this time for real. He thought. Lex took a step and reached out, touching Clark's cheek. "Are you okay?"
"I was safe in your hands," Clark whispered. "Literally. Yeah. Yeah, I'm..." he glanced around at the group. "I'm an alien," he announced.
They all gaped at him.
"I... I could see most of it, all of it, different scenes... it was one big tv with split screens with all of you. And I'm sorry. You're my friends, I should have told you. I do trust you, I do. It's just... I'm an alien. It's... it's so..." Clark trailed off.
"Alien as in little green...?" Chloe finally asked, whirling one hand over her head in an antenna gesture. "Wow. I'd never thought that far."
Lex let his hand slide to Clark's shoulder and he squeezed it reassuringly.
"Not so green and not so little," Lana laughed. "Well." She paused and then repeated herself. "Well..." Stepping over to Clark, she stretched up, kissing him gently on the cheek. "Thank you," she whispered.
"Yeah." Chloe came over and kissed Clark too, then she kissed Lex.
"What was that for?" Lex blinked, raising a hand to his face.
"For being you," Chloe explained cryptically, dropping an eyelid in a wink. Then she turned to Lana, drawing in a breath. "You think I'm beautiful?"
Lana's eyes flashed briefly with emotion before it was hidden behind the Princess again. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."
"Not so much..." Chloe leaned in and kissed Lana on the lips, with more heat than the pecks she'd given the guys.
Lana gasped, opening her mouth and Chloe plunged in, wrapping her arms around Lana. After a moment of surprise, Lana returned the gesture and the necking turned serious.
Lex blinked. "Okay, that's hot to watch too."
"It was hotter watching both of us, together," Clark said in a low deep voice that sent shivers down Lex's spine.
Surprised, Lex turned to Clark. To be met with a kiss very like the one the girls were exchanging.
This wasn't Clark's body. Or rather it was, however it wasn't just Clark's body, it was Clark too. Clark was there, inside, getting inside Lex, holding him, kissing him, devouring him as Lex melted. Body switching was nothing compared to this feeling of Clark on him. Lex wanted Clark in him, he wanted to be in Clark, he wanted...
"I thought that Biblical-knowing stuff was gone!" Pete said in horror.
The couples broke away from each other, blushing.
Clark coughed. "Oh, hey, Pete... I should also mention... I'm gay."
"Gay?" Pete blinked at his best friend.
"Uh, yeah. I didn't know it until recently, but... yeah."
Pete gave a hard stare at Lex. "Be sure you know what you're doing, my friend."
Clark put his hand on Lex's shoulder. "I do."
"Okay then."
"Okay?"
Pete shrugged, "You're an alien. How much weirder can gay be? 'Sides, more girls left for me." He grinned.
Chloe coughed. "Well, actually..." She slipped an arm around Lana's waist possessively.
"Bi, but monogamous," Lana said, returning the gesture.
Pete closed his eyes, then opened them again, shaking his head. "Nope, I still like girls." He winced, "And I still have a major headache. Can somebody drive me home? Then you all can do whatever you like as long as I don't have to watch it." He paused, "Well, actually, watching Chloe and Lana might be good for my recovery..."
They all laughed. Chloe and Lana agreed to drive him back in exchange for borrowing his car a bit longer afterwards.
Clark and Lex returned to Lex's car. "Your truck is at the mansion," Lex said, starting the engine.
"It can stay there awhile longer," Clark said, watching Lex hungrily. "Do you know how crazy it made me, to watch you having sex with them, all of them, in the different bodies, and not to be there?" He reached over and turned off the engine. Then he got out of the front seat and moved to the back.
Lex sat with his hands on the wheel.
"Lex..." Clark coaxed.
Lex gulped. He looked around, but now that the other three had gone, there were no other cars left in this parking lot. It was empty, deserted. Bits of paper were flying around.
"Lex, get back here now, or I'm going to come and drag you out and have sex with you on the hood of the car, which might be awesome, but I don't think it'll be as comfortable for you."
Before Clark had finished speaking, Lex had slipped into the back seat, crawling on top of Clark. "I have a bedroom in the mansion," he said between kisses.
"You have 23 of them," Clark murmured, stripping off Lex's shirt. "I'm not waiting. I've been waiting. I've been waiting all day. I could smell your cologne. It was on the cards. I was smelling it and watching you... Lana was right, I wasn't interested in her, not really. But you... knowing you were in her body, fucking mine... I wanted that to be us, for real."
"No actual fucking took place," Lex dug his hands into Clark's hair, stroking through it. He'd never gotten that hair-brushing Lana had promised him. Maybe he'd brush Clark's instead.
"And I'm glad, because it'll be me you'll be fucking instead," Clark growled, latching onto a bare nipple and nipping at it.
Lex arched, gasping. "Clark!" He held on tightly as Clark moved to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. His breasts weren't a woman's breasts, but they were sensitive enough to respond to Clark. His head lolled back, muscles loose as the sensations went south.
Clark's hands fumbled at Lex's waist, tearing his pants when the button wouldn't cooperate.
"We're definitely going in the back door of the mansion," Lex said as his hands did better work of Clark's pants.
"After we do this."
"A few more times," Lex agreed. He took Clark's dick in hand as Clark took his and they both shuddered through the strokes. Lex abandoned his hold to shift himself on Clark's body until they were lined up, skin to skin.
Clark moved his hand out of the way, giving a last tug. He grasped Lex around the waist, clutching his ass with one large hand and pulling him in.
Lex thrust down, only slightly thwarted by Clark's movement. Their dicks rubbed against each other. Clark was huge. However Lex was no patti-wack... they matched pretty well. Not that it would stop them if they weren't.
"Lex!" Clark cried, his fingers clutching into Lex as he pulled him tight over and over again as he thrust upwards, hips pistoning.
There would be bruises there tomorrow, and Lex loved every one of them. He rode the waves of Clark's eagerness, letting Clark's momentum dictate his own. "Clark." Lex dropped his head next to Clark's, then turned and bit Clark's neck.
Clark arched up again, crying incoherently as he came.
Lex kept biting, nibbling, licking. He knew Clark wouldn't be hurt, and he wanted Clark. He wanted Clark's scent, he wanted his scent on Clark. He wanted...
"I want you to fuck me," Clark said, the sound thrumming through his throat.
Lex came, shuddering on Clark's skin and dropping down to cover him entirely. Clark's hands petted his back, soothing and stabilizing. "I'd rather you fuck me," he said when he'd regained his voice. "I want to be possessed by you; I want you to be in me, to drive out everybody else, to be nothing there but you; to be yours alone."
"Oh, God. Oh hell yes. Fuck, Lex..." Clark groaned, his dick twitching with interest, though there wasn't enough recovery for it yet.
"Heaven and Hell together. Sinner and Saint. You will redeem me, Clark, for I will be yours. No one, nothing. Whatever deals I've made with the Devil are null and void, for you have my all," Lex promised fervently.
"Mine, Lex, mine." Clark stared into Lex's eyes. "I think you always have been... I just didn't know it."
Lex's lips twitched, and he stroked Clark's hair out of his eyes. "I didn't know I could be."
"Well, my not knowing I was gay probably had a lot to do with it," Clark admitted with a grin. "All this time, I've been running after Lana..."
"I'm glad she's decided not to go after you," Lex admitted.
"Instead, she and Chloe, wow." Clark shook his head. "Never saw that one coming. But watching you, watching all of you - it looked right."
"Want to have a foursome?" Lex grinned, stroking his hand down Clark's chest.
Clark growled. "Never." He flipped them around so that he was laying on Lex on the back seat, covering Lex's body with his larger one. "Well, not for awhile."
Lex laughed. He enjoyed sex in all its forms and knew that the act itself didn't mean as much as the feelings inside. It was pleasure. But pleasure shared between lovers... Lex put his hand on Clark's cheek. "I love you. I was terrified when I couldn't find you today. When finally I did, but you were scattered... It scared the hell out of me, worrying about you."
"I couldn't get to you," Clark whispered. "I saw you, I could see you, but I couldn't protect you and I couldn't call out to you. I was worried for you... yet I've never been so safe in my life as I was in your hands as you gathered me up."
Lex reached between their bodies and gathered Clark up, stroking the recovery time, loving the feel as Clark grew within his hands.
"Lex..." Clark's eyes blazed as he thrust through Lex's hands, sweat slipping along their bodies.
"You're not going to burn my car, are you?" Lex remembered when Pete had burned the computer.
"I've got it under control," Clark reached under Lex, feeling for the opening.
Lex gasped as Clark's finger penetrated in. "Too... bad," he grunted, twisting to give Clark better access.
"I'll burn something later," Clark promised. "How about that ugly painting in your study?" He pulled his finger out and looked around the car.
"It's a 14th century masterpiece." Lex turned his head, "Check under the passenger seat."
"First Aid kit? And it's still ugly. I bet your dad gave it to you." Clark opened the kit. "Oh... different sort of first aid, I see..."
"I always wanted to be a Boy Scout. Burn it. Burn the whole damn study. Burn my room, just fuck me now, damn it."
Clark returned his fingers to their activity, this time liberally coated in lube. "I'll fuck you. Then we'll go back to your castle and I'll burn the painting. Then you'll fuck me there in the hall while it burns."
Lex arched under Clark, twisting as much as he could, his body aching, needing Clark. "God..."
"Me."
"You."
"Mine."
"Yours."
Clark brought one of Lex's legs up, bending him at the waist, awkwardly positioning himself in the back seat of the car yet managing it still. Probably through alien powers. "Both ways. I'm yours too." He pushed in.
Lex breathed. This. This is what it was. For as much as he'd been in Lana's body, for Chloe had been in his, for all the switching they had done... Clark. Clark in Lex was the only thing he wanted. Tears rolled down his eyes as Clark pressed in slowly, filling him. The burn was inside of him, and it was perfect.
A knuckle swiped one of the tears away, then Clark leaned in to lick off the rest. "I'm in you," he whispered.
"You are. Now you should be moving inside me."
Clark snorted. "Always with the orders." He obeyed, starting the rhythm, getting used to it.
Lex couldn't answer, his head moving against the seat, his body following suit, his mind adrift.
"Lex?" Clark started speeding up his thrusts.
Green eyes staring down at him. Lex lifted a hand to touch the cheekbones, moving into the hair and holding. His mouth was open and air kept moving in and out like bellows on a fire. Lex couldn't say anything, all his breath consumed. He managed a moan.
Clark returned the moan and closed his eyes, shoving in faster and harder, slapping against Lex's balls. "Oh, oh..."
The rhythm became erratic. It was right, so right... Lex arched up, crying incoherently as he came.
"Lex!" Clark filled Lex completely, collapsing down afterwards.
For a moment, Lex let Clark have the collapse, then he wiggled in Clark's grip.
"Oh, sorry..." Clark moved off Lex, hissing as he pulled out. Then he curled up again, head on Lex's chest. "I'm not too heavy, am I?"
"You're perfect," Lex said, carding his fingers through Clark's hair. "Just perfect."
And they were.
End
story notes:
- Yes, I know KK is taller... I'm putting Lana's height by relatively how tall she is to the other characters, making them all just a little more... normal. Actors' heights tend to be a lot taller than average and while we know Clark is tall... let's put it a bit more in normal range. At least for this story.
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"Oh my God, my office," Chloe wailed.
Which sounded weird coming from Lex's body. But as soon as Lex could duck around the taller guy bodies, he understood why. The journalism room was a mess. Broken desks, things torn off walls, a computer smashed... it looked like a small tornado had been inside.
In a corner of the room, Chloe... or at least her body... stood up. "Clark! Uh, Lex..., Lana." She fidgeted. "Uh, Clark, man, can I talk to you? Like, privately?"
The three at the doorway looked at each other. "Pete," they all said in unison.
Pete blinked. "Um, yeah." He started towards them, then Chloe's body blurred for a second and then reappeared several feet closer as a desk between them broke into kindling.
"Damn it!" Pete wailed. "Not again! How does he do it? I'll never tease him ever again." He picked himself up off the floor and took a couple of cautious steps forward.
"Clark's powers are with you?" Chloe said in amazement, echoing the other's thoughts. "Not with Clark?"
Pete in Chloe's body went instantly still. "I don't know what you're talking about, Lex."
Lana in Clark's body snorted and stepped further into the room. "Here's a run-down, Pete. I'm Lana, that's Chloe, and that's Lex. Obviously, Clark is in your body. Clark's powers are not in Clark's body, and don't even bother trying to tell us Clark doesn't have any - with all the weirdness around here, we're just all admitting that we know. Obviously you do, and you know, I'm just a little miffed right now at the fact that you know with Clark's knowledge, though he lies to all the rest of us."
Pete's mouth opened and closed a few times. He looked at the trio standing in front of him. "Adrenalin?" he said weakly.
They all burst up laughing, including Pete.
"But Pete," Chloe finally said when she'd regained her voice. "What did you do to the Torch's office?"
Pete shrugged. "Accident. I appeared here, in your..." He glanced between Chloe and Lex and Lana and paused for a second. Chloe nodded to confirm she was the one in Lex's body and had just been speaking. "In your body. When I stood up, I stepped on the cat's tail and jumped. When that happened..." With an apologetic gesture, he waved to the room. "It's the speed and the strength. I got a grip on them after awhile, but when I'm startled, there they go again."
"I really wish I was in my body right now and could experiment..." Chloe looked hungrily at Pete. So did Lex.
So did Lana, yet as she stepped forward, Lex saw something else in the hunger. "Not again..." Lex sighed.
Lana kissed Pete.
After a moment of flailing around, Pete with Chloe's slender hands gripped Lana/Clark's shoulders tightly, pulling in instead of pushing away.
"I'm watching my own porn fantasy," Chloe said, fascinated. "I'm watching Clark kiss me. In front of me. In person. With tongue."
"Yes..." Lex had to agree, remembering the office. He slipped next to Chloe and rubbed a hand over her groin, fascinated with the way his dick felt from the outside as it grew harder.
"But it's Clark!" Pete pulled away from Lana with a conflicted expression on his face, full of both longing and repugnance.
"And you're in Chloe's body," Lana purred. "Her beautiful, lovely, fascinating body..." Lana cupped one of Pete/Chloe's breasts and leaned over to suckle on it.
Chloe turned and kissed Lex, plunging her tongue deeply into his mouth. Then she moved back, saliva still dripping. "Maybe you'd like to kiss Lana's body instead?" She pushed Lex forward and Lana caught him.
Lex looked into Chloe's eyes and saw Pete but he also saw a warm sweet body and it was so hot... he leaned in and passed the kiss on, a relay runner continuing the race.
"So beautiful. Lana, we're so beautiful together..."
"We are."
Lex could hear them kissing, even as his hands roamed over breasts and thighs and a bare midriff and tangled in blonde hair.
Pete's hands were roaming too, and the sensations on this body Lex was wearing were incredible. Breasts. He loved breasts.
"This is wrong," Pete gasped, even as he nibbled on Lex's throat.
"Well, it's your own fault," Chloe murmured, reaching out to fondle Pete's breast. "I didn't know I felt so soft..."
Pete blinked. "How is this my fault? Oh, oh... that..."
"'Knowing in the Biblical sense'," Chloe quoted. "And we're all laughing now, aren't we?"
"We're knowing... knowing inside and out, walking in another's shoes." Lana sighed as she fumbled with Clark's jeans, pulling out his cock.
Lex leaned over, wanting it, wanting to know it. He wanted to know Clark more, but Clark's body...
Heat erupted between them, literally, and hit first a wall and then one of the computers, blowing it up.
"Fuck!" Pete clamped his hands over his eyes. "Damit, damit, damit!"
The flames were a splash of cold water on the sex. The other three stared in shock for a moment before Chloe ran for the fire extinguisher.
"How am I going to explain this to the teacher?" Chloe moaned as she put out the fire.
"Maybe we should all just leave now and you weren't here and it was all normal weirdness," Lana suggested as she put Clark's clothes to right. "The insurance clause that everybody has but nobody talks about."
Lex agreed. Not being here and not dealing with the authorities sounded best. Nobody had seen them on the way in. "Pete, where were you when the switch happened?"
Pete cautiously lowered one hand then the other. "At the fair. Nobody's going to do any more groping, are they?"
"For now," Lex muttered. Good intentions meant nothing here. Biblical sense... he'd been thinking it too, damn it.
"What were you doing at the fair?" Chloe asked as they all headed out of the Torch, looking around to make sure they weren't spotted.
"Cleaning up." Pete shrugged. "It's easier to volunteer after the fair then during." He paused and then looked at Lana. "Oh, that reminds me - Lana, I found your cards."
Lana's steps faltered and she turned slowly to him. "What cards?"
"The tarot cards."
"But I didn't lose any..."
Lex and Chloe looked at each other with wide eyes at another connection to the puzzle. "What was the question we asked?" Lex hadn't been paying attention at the time.
"I... don't remember." Chloe spread her hands. "I remember Lana's answer, but not the question."
Pete and Lana shook their heads as well.
"I gave out seventy-odd fortunes that day. I don't remember anything about yours at all." Lana wrinkled her nose. It looked adorable on Clark's body. "Other than that deck you used. I knew I didn't like that deck. What made you chose it, Chloe?"
"It... it was interesting, mysterious. Something was different about it."
Lex snorted. "I'll say."
At the car, Chloe unlocked the doors. "Let's find Clark and see if we can get this fixed," Chloe said firmly. "While it's been fun, I think we'd all be happier back in our own bodies."
"You get to drive?" Pete ran his hands over the car appreciatively.
While the other two were distracted, Lana looked at Lex in her body and grimaced. Yet it was a resigned sort of grimace.
"It doesn't all have to be the same when we return," Lex spoke quietly.
"But I'll still be the Princess, for that is my role." Lana sighed.
"Only if you chose. And now there are those who know more than that of you."
Lana grinned at him, a pale reminder of all Clark's half-hearted grins as he lied to Lex.
"Come on, you two!" Chloe yelled impatiently and hocked the horn.
Lex winced at how much he sounded like his father with that voice. When he was back to his body, he would try to be a better person in it. He and Lana got in the car, wrapped in their own thoughts.
... ... ...
The fairgrounds looked eerie without the fair. Remnants, leftovers, ghosts in the wind. Spookier than all the spooks that had decorated it when it was a living fair.
"I was right here..." Pete turned in a slow circle.
Chloe rolled her eyes. "I don't think Clark would have waited here, duh. This is just a starting point. If we were Clark, where would we go?"
They all turned to look at Lana.
"I might be wearing Clark's body," she said dryly, "but that doesn't tell me what he'll do."
Chloe then turned to look at Pete.
"What? I already said I didn't know..."
"But you have Clark's powers," Chloe pointed out. "He's always finding people and things even if he won't tell us how he does it."
Pete opened and closed his mouth a couple of times. "I don't know what you mean," he said weakly.
"That was almost as good as Clark," Lex muttered.
Lana put her hand over her mouth as she laughed at Lex's words. Then she turned to Pete. "You blew up a computer and trashed the Torch room. I think it's a little late to protest."
With a sigh, Pete started looking around.
"So what is it?" Lex asked curiously. "Some sort of ESP location-sense? The strength and the speed are a given. But the heat? You were covering your eyes."
Pete stopped and glared at him. "Look, Lana---"
"Lex," Lana murmured.
Pete looked flustered and waved a hand, dismissing it. "I know that, slip of the tongue. Whatever. All of you, just... they're Clark's secrets. Not mine. Yeah, I know some of it, but Clark wouldn't even have told me if he didn't have to. We all know what it's like to live in this damn town with everything. Just stop pushing!"
Ashamed, Lex looked away. He wanted Clark more than he wanted Clark's secrets, he really did. Yet the questions were always right there, along with the nagging suspicion that he wasn't, and would never be, good enough for Clark.
"Nice speech," Chloe remarked. "Except that back before you knew, you were just as eager as the rest of us to find out."
With a stricken expression, Pete turned away from them.
"Pete's right," Lana unexpectedly stepped in. "Clark needs to be the one to tell us and we have to stop enabling him not to. Unless we accept that he's not going to tell us. But he still needs to know that we know something. We're all just ignoring it, waiting for it to fall in our laps."
That speech was a little muddled, but Lex got the gist of it. "I'd rather have Clark's friendship," Lex said softly. "I've asked before. I've not let it slide before, and Clark... doesn't trust me. Not for that. But I'd rather have his friendship than his secrets."
Chloe sighed. "Okay, yeah, me too. But..."
"But it's right there." Lana turned a hand up. "He uses all his powers right in front of us, and then expects us not to know about them. I think... I think we encourage him in that too much. He needs to know, even if what he knows is "oh, you've got powers too - cool and I won't say anything about it.""
"Too?" Chloe blinked.
"There," Pete said. "I'm... I mean Clark is over there. By the East parking lot."
That derailed that conversation nicely. Eagerly, they all headed that way, wanting to be whole again, with Clark.
When they got close, they saw Pete's body trying to break into one of the cars. Not Lex's car, thank goodness - that was parked in the South parking lot.
"Hey!" Pete yelled indignantly. "Clark, what the hell?"
Pete's body swung to look at them, then he ran away.
"Hey, Clark!"
"That's not Clark," Lex said, stunned. He'd seen into the eyes and there was no sign of his friend anywhere. No sign of anyone... at least not human.
"Not...?" Lana started running. "Pete, catch him!"
Reminded, Pete blurred and disappeared as the others were all still running at human speed.
When they caught up, Pete's body was down on the ground and Pete was shaking Chloe's fist. "Damn body-stealer," Pete said grimly, staring at himself.
"That's going to hurt when you're back in there," Lex remarked.
"Uh..." Pete shoved his hand behind him as if he could take back the blow.
With a groan, the stranger woke up.
Lex started to kneel down to question the person when Lana hauled him back.
"5 feet 2 inches, 105 pounds," she said. "Despite the lessons, Lex, I think my body is safer on the other side of Clark's. Let the guys handle this. And the gal with powers."
Right. Lex had forgotten, again, about that. It sucked to be a small girl.
The stranger sat up, restrained by Chloe's hand on his shoulder.
"Who are you? What are you doing in Pete's body? Where's Clark?"
With a hiss, the stranger spat at her, saying nothing.
Chloe wiped her face. "Okay, so much for nice guys..."
"Don't hurt my body," Pete begged, alarmed.
The talk about what to do started among the group. Lex felt somewhat removed from it, not sure why. He looked around and saw a familiar figure. With a blink, Lex headed over.
As Lex approached, the black cat ran off. Then it paused and waited for Lex to catch up. It did this a few more times until they were almost back at the edges of the fair. At a trash can, the cat pawed the edges.
"At least it's Lana's body and not mine," Lex muttered and obediently started rummaging through the trash.
When he put his hands on the deck of cards, Lex instantly knew what they were. And who they were. "Clark," he whispered, closing his eyes. He felt Clark there, in the cards. Where before they'd felt slimy and wrong, now the cards felt warm, welcoming... love and home encompassed in a touch.
Lex carefully gathered up the deck, finding every loose card, and headed back.
"I found Clark," he announced.
They all blinked at him. Lex showed them the cards, holding them protectively, not letting them out of his grasp.
The stranger erupted into a frenzied panic, struggling to get away from them. Finally, Pete hit him again, wincing as he did so.
"Clark's in there?" Chloe said, amazed. "Then who is that?"
"The oily feel," Lana nudged Pete's body with a foot. "I should have gotten rid of those cards years ago..."
"How do we put it right? Deal the cards again?"
Lex wasn't about to pass pieces of Clark out. "Let's try holding hands," he suggested.
"Or we could have an orgy and really get to know each other," Lana laughed even as she took one of the stranger's hands and one of Chloe's.
"Not funny," Pete shuddered. "Thank God that bit doesn't seem to be around anymore." He took the other side of the stranger and Lex's.
Lex held his hand with the box of Clark out to Chloe, who put her hand around both, holding them carefully.
They stood there for a minute.
"Any other ideas?" Lana said, carefully keeping any expression out of her voice.
Lex twisted without releasing Pete or Chloe's hands. "Well? Come on, do something. Please."
"Who are you... oh." Chloe stared at the black cat that had wandered into their circle. "Lana, are you sure it's a stray?"
Lana rolled her eyes.
The cat stood on his back paws, reaching up into the air.
Lex leaned over, holding the deck of Clark out. Chloe leaned with him so they were together, still connected as a circle.
Black paws touched the deck.
Then cat and deck were gone and Lex was a foot taller and three feet to the right.
Everybody stood there, looking at each other, affirming they were all back in their proper bodies.
Pete groaned, disengaging his hands and holding them to his jaw. "Ow. Owwwww.... Man, that hurts."
Lex ignored him, focusing on Clark. It was Clark this time for real. He thought. Lex took a step and reached out, touching Clark's cheek. "Are you okay?"
"I was safe in your hands," Clark whispered. "Literally. Yeah. Yeah, I'm..." he glanced around at the group. "I'm an alien," he announced.
They all gaped at him.
"I... I could see most of it, all of it, different scenes... it was one big tv with split screens with all of you. And I'm sorry. You're my friends, I should have told you. I do trust you, I do. It's just... I'm an alien. It's... it's so..." Clark trailed off.
"Alien as in little green...?" Chloe finally asked, whirling one hand over her head in an antenna gesture. "Wow. I'd never thought that far."
Lex let his hand slide to Clark's shoulder and he squeezed it reassuringly.
"Not so green and not so little," Lana laughed. "Well." She paused and then repeated herself. "Well..." Stepping over to Clark, she stretched up, kissing him gently on the cheek. "Thank you," she whispered.
"Yeah." Chloe came over and kissed Clark too, then she kissed Lex.
"What was that for?" Lex blinked, raising a hand to his face.
"For being you," Chloe explained cryptically, dropping an eyelid in a wink. Then she turned to Lana, drawing in a breath. "You think I'm beautiful?"
Lana's eyes flashed briefly with emotion before it was hidden behind the Princess again. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."
"Not so much..." Chloe leaned in and kissed Lana on the lips, with more heat than the pecks she'd given the guys.
Lana gasped, opening her mouth and Chloe plunged in, wrapping her arms around Lana. After a moment of surprise, Lana returned the gesture and the necking turned serious.
Lex blinked. "Okay, that's hot to watch too."
"It was hotter watching both of us, together," Clark said in a low deep voice that sent shivers down Lex's spine.
Surprised, Lex turned to Clark. To be met with a kiss very like the one the girls were exchanging.
This wasn't Clark's body. Or rather it was, however it wasn't just Clark's body, it was Clark too. Clark was there, inside, getting inside Lex, holding him, kissing him, devouring him as Lex melted. Body switching was nothing compared to this feeling of Clark on him. Lex wanted Clark in him, he wanted to be in Clark, he wanted...
"I thought that Biblical-knowing stuff was gone!" Pete said in horror.
The couples broke away from each other, blushing.
Clark coughed. "Oh, hey, Pete... I should also mention... I'm gay."
"Gay?" Pete blinked at his best friend.
"Uh, yeah. I didn't know it until recently, but... yeah."
Pete gave a hard stare at Lex. "Be sure you know what you're doing, my friend."
Clark put his hand on Lex's shoulder. "I do."
"Okay then."
"Okay?"
Pete shrugged, "You're an alien. How much weirder can gay be? 'Sides, more girls left for me." He grinned.
Chloe coughed. "Well, actually..." She slipped an arm around Lana's waist possessively.
"Bi, but monogamous," Lana said, returning the gesture.
Pete closed his eyes, then opened them again, shaking his head. "Nope, I still like girls." He winced, "And I still have a major headache. Can somebody drive me home? Then you all can do whatever you like as long as I don't have to watch it." He paused, "Well, actually, watching Chloe and Lana might be good for my recovery..."
They all laughed. Chloe and Lana agreed to drive him back in exchange for borrowing his car a bit longer afterwards.
Clark and Lex returned to Lex's car. "Your truck is at the mansion," Lex said, starting the engine.
"It can stay there awhile longer," Clark said, watching Lex hungrily. "Do you know how crazy it made me, to watch you having sex with them, all of them, in the different bodies, and not to be there?" He reached over and turned off the engine. Then he got out of the front seat and moved to the back.
Lex sat with his hands on the wheel.
"Lex..." Clark coaxed.
Lex gulped. He looked around, but now that the other three had gone, there were no other cars left in this parking lot. It was empty, deserted. Bits of paper were flying around.
"Lex, get back here now, or I'm going to come and drag you out and have sex with you on the hood of the car, which might be awesome, but I don't think it'll be as comfortable for you."
Before Clark had finished speaking, Lex had slipped into the back seat, crawling on top of Clark. "I have a bedroom in the mansion," he said between kisses.
"You have 23 of them," Clark murmured, stripping off Lex's shirt. "I'm not waiting. I've been waiting. I've been waiting all day. I could smell your cologne. It was on the cards. I was smelling it and watching you... Lana was right, I wasn't interested in her, not really. But you... knowing you were in her body, fucking mine... I wanted that to be us, for real."
"No actual fucking took place," Lex dug his hands into Clark's hair, stroking through it. He'd never gotten that hair-brushing Lana had promised him. Maybe he'd brush Clark's instead.
"And I'm glad, because it'll be me you'll be fucking instead," Clark growled, latching onto a bare nipple and nipping at it.
Lex arched, gasping. "Clark!" He held on tightly as Clark moved to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. His breasts weren't a woman's breasts, but they were sensitive enough to respond to Clark. His head lolled back, muscles loose as the sensations went south.
Clark's hands fumbled at Lex's waist, tearing his pants when the button wouldn't cooperate.
"We're definitely going in the back door of the mansion," Lex said as his hands did better work of Clark's pants.
"After we do this."
"A few more times," Lex agreed. He took Clark's dick in hand as Clark took his and they both shuddered through the strokes. Lex abandoned his hold to shift himself on Clark's body until they were lined up, skin to skin.
Clark moved his hand out of the way, giving a last tug. He grasped Lex around the waist, clutching his ass with one large hand and pulling him in.
Lex thrust down, only slightly thwarted by Clark's movement. Their dicks rubbed against each other. Clark was huge. However Lex was no patti-wack... they matched pretty well. Not that it would stop them if they weren't.
"Lex!" Clark cried, his fingers clutching into Lex as he pulled him tight over and over again as he thrust upwards, hips pistoning.
There would be bruises there tomorrow, and Lex loved every one of them. He rode the waves of Clark's eagerness, letting Clark's momentum dictate his own. "Clark." Lex dropped his head next to Clark's, then turned and bit Clark's neck.
Clark arched up again, crying incoherently as he came.
Lex kept biting, nibbling, licking. He knew Clark wouldn't be hurt, and he wanted Clark. He wanted Clark's scent, he wanted his scent on Clark. He wanted...
"I want you to fuck me," Clark said, the sound thrumming through his throat.
Lex came, shuddering on Clark's skin and dropping down to cover him entirely. Clark's hands petted his back, soothing and stabilizing. "I'd rather you fuck me," he said when he'd regained his voice. "I want to be possessed by you; I want you to be in me, to drive out everybody else, to be nothing there but you; to be yours alone."
"Oh, God. Oh hell yes. Fuck, Lex..." Clark groaned, his dick twitching with interest, though there wasn't enough recovery for it yet.
"Heaven and Hell together. Sinner and Saint. You will redeem me, Clark, for I will be yours. No one, nothing. Whatever deals I've made with the Devil are null and void, for you have my all," Lex promised fervently.
"Mine, Lex, mine." Clark stared into Lex's eyes. "I think you always have been... I just didn't know it."
Lex's lips twitched, and he stroked Clark's hair out of his eyes. "I didn't know I could be."
"Well, my not knowing I was gay probably had a lot to do with it," Clark admitted with a grin. "All this time, I've been running after Lana..."
"I'm glad she's decided not to go after you," Lex admitted.
"Instead, she and Chloe, wow." Clark shook his head. "Never saw that one coming. But watching you, watching all of you - it looked right."
"Want to have a foursome?" Lex grinned, stroking his hand down Clark's chest.
Clark growled. "Never." He flipped them around so that he was laying on Lex on the back seat, covering Lex's body with his larger one. "Well, not for awhile."
Lex laughed. He enjoyed sex in all its forms and knew that the act itself didn't mean as much as the feelings inside. It was pleasure. But pleasure shared between lovers... Lex put his hand on Clark's cheek. "I love you. I was terrified when I couldn't find you today. When finally I did, but you were scattered... It scared the hell out of me, worrying about you."
"I couldn't get to you," Clark whispered. "I saw you, I could see you, but I couldn't protect you and I couldn't call out to you. I was worried for you... yet I've never been so safe in my life as I was in your hands as you gathered me up."
Lex reached between their bodies and gathered Clark up, stroking the recovery time, loving the feel as Clark grew within his hands.
"Lex..." Clark's eyes blazed as he thrust through Lex's hands, sweat slipping along their bodies.
"You're not going to burn my car, are you?" Lex remembered when Pete had burned the computer.
"I've got it under control," Clark reached under Lex, feeling for the opening.
Lex gasped as Clark's finger penetrated in. "Too... bad," he grunted, twisting to give Clark better access.
"I'll burn something later," Clark promised. "How about that ugly painting in your study?" He pulled his finger out and looked around the car.
"It's a 14th century masterpiece." Lex turned his head, "Check under the passenger seat."
"First Aid kit? And it's still ugly. I bet your dad gave it to you." Clark opened the kit. "Oh... different sort of first aid, I see..."
"I always wanted to be a Boy Scout. Burn it. Burn the whole damn study. Burn my room, just fuck me now, damn it."
Clark returned his fingers to their activity, this time liberally coated in lube. "I'll fuck you. Then we'll go back to your castle and I'll burn the painting. Then you'll fuck me there in the hall while it burns."
Lex arched under Clark, twisting as much as he could, his body aching, needing Clark. "God..."
"Me."
"You."
"Mine."
"Yours."
Clark brought one of Lex's legs up, bending him at the waist, awkwardly positioning himself in the back seat of the car yet managing it still. Probably through alien powers. "Both ways. I'm yours too." He pushed in.
Lex breathed. This. This is what it was. For as much as he'd been in Lana's body, for Chloe had been in his, for all the switching they had done... Clark. Clark in Lex was the only thing he wanted. Tears rolled down his eyes as Clark pressed in slowly, filling him. The burn was inside of him, and it was perfect.
A knuckle swiped one of the tears away, then Clark leaned in to lick off the rest. "I'm in you," he whispered.
"You are. Now you should be moving inside me."
Clark snorted. "Always with the orders." He obeyed, starting the rhythm, getting used to it.
Lex couldn't answer, his head moving against the seat, his body following suit, his mind adrift.
"Lex?" Clark started speeding up his thrusts.
Green eyes staring down at him. Lex lifted a hand to touch the cheekbones, moving into the hair and holding. His mouth was open and air kept moving in and out like bellows on a fire. Lex couldn't say anything, all his breath consumed. He managed a moan.
Clark returned the moan and closed his eyes, shoving in faster and harder, slapping against Lex's balls. "Oh, oh..."
The rhythm became erratic. It was right, so right... Lex arched up, crying incoherently as he came.
"Lex!" Clark filled Lex completely, collapsing down afterwards.
For a moment, Lex let Clark have the collapse, then he wiggled in Clark's grip.
"Oh, sorry..." Clark moved off Lex, hissing as he pulled out. Then he curled up again, head on Lex's chest. "I'm not too heavy, am I?"
"You're perfect," Lex said, carding his fingers through Clark's hair. "Just perfect."
And they were.
End
story notes:
- Yes, I know KK is taller... I'm putting Lana's height by relatively how tall she is to the other characters, making them all just a little more... normal. Actors' heights tend to be a lot taller than average and while we know Clark is tall... let's put it a bit more in normal range. At least for this story.