Fic: The Love/Hate Game - Chapter Nine
Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four,
Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
The Night They Built the Wobbly H
Week six and Lex realizes that since the game was fixed he’s only ever passed Clark the Love card. He’s pretty certain Clark hasn’t caught on, but Chloe’s smart enough. She might have picked up on it.
He can’t have Chloe lose respect for him, so tonight he does the one thing he doesn’t want to do. He passes Clark a Hate card.
And Lex can’t go a week without love. He’ll just have to get his love from Chloe. It’s almost as good. Almost.
Chloe’s kind enough to pass him a love card and since she and Clark always love each other and Lex always hates Clark; the game’s pretty much decided.
Lex and Clark stand about a yard apart and start to argue. Chloe bounces back and forth between them, licking this one, grinding against that one. It’s a distraction more than anything else.
“Just pick one of us,” Lex says.
“Yeah,” Clark says. “Pick me.”
“Then I get her in Round Two.”
“Oh.” Clark makes a sour face. “That’s not going to work.”
“Really,” Chloe sighs. “I could use some love.”
“Come here.” Lex grabs her, kisses her on the lips and pinches her nipple. Then he shouts at Clark, “Everything that comes out of your mouth is a lie!”
Clark picks Chloe up and dry humps her for a moment. “You kept a secret room dedicated to me.”
“Oh, like that was a bad thing.” Lex shoves his face between Chloe’s breasts and says, “Blublub blub blublub blub blub.”
“I’m getting dizzy,” Chloe complains. “And this isn’t turning me on at all.”
“Me neither,” Clark says.
“Yeah,” Lex agrees.
“There must be a better way,” Chloe says.
So Lex and Clark like back on the bed. Chloe sits between them and pumps her hands up and down their cocks like she’s skiing and they’re the poles.
“Liar, liar, pants on fire,” Lex chants.
“I only lit my pants on fire once,” Clark says. “And I do tell the truth… to Chloe.”
“I tell Chloe the truth too,” Lex says.
Chloe stops her work on their tandem hand jobs and says, “When have you told me the truth?”
Lex can’t come up with anything off the top of his head, so he offers, “Ask me anything. I’ll be completely honest.”
“What’s my freak power?” she asks.
“You don’t want to know,” he says. “It’s pretty lame.”
“Oh,” Chloe whines. “I never get anything good.”
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Lex says. He points to his hard-on, which is getting lonely and starting to lose its oomph.
“I can’t,” she says. “I think I’m getting tendonitis.”
“Let’s try something else,” Clark says.
They stand up, all three of them. Chloe grabs Lex around the waist and Clark picks her up by the hips. Then he fucks her.
Chloe’s lips envelope Lex’s dick and this is… oh, yeah. It’s much better.
Honestly, it’s perfect.
Clark is doing all the work, thrusting back and forth, but Chloe’s mouth is still sliding up and down Lex’s shaft and all Lex has to do is stand there and take it.
This is the way sex is meant to be.
“You’re an evil, manipulating liar,” Clark shouts.
“Oh yeah? Well, you smell!” It’s hard to think up good come backs when you’re getting a blow job.
“I work on a farm,” Clark yells. “I can’t help it.”
“Mmmm,” Chloe moans. She must be enjoying the experience just as much as Lex is. And the way her moans vibrate up and down his cock, it’s kind of pleasant.
“You act,” Lex says, “like you were put on this earth to protect us. Your savior complex… yeah, you like it, bitch… your savior complex is getting old.”
“I was put on this earth… yes, yes,” Clark groans, “to conquer it and I haven’t done that… GOD YES… I think I deserve some brownie points.”
Chloe’s fingers dig into Lex’s ass and she’s considerate enough to pull her mouth away from him as she starts to come. Lex appreciates that. He wouldn’t want her biting down on him.
She’s still holding on to him for dear life and the side of her head rubs back and forth against his cock. It’s almost as good as being inside her mouth. Almost.
Clark is jerking wildly now.
Chloe’s body starts to quiver and she shouts, “BOYSEN BERRY!”
“PIE!” Clark howls.
His frantic shudders vibrate through Chloe and it’s enough to make Lex come in her hair.
She stands up, keeping her left eye shut as the spew starts to drip down her face.
“Can we jump to the Shower Round now?” she asks.
Chapter Ten, Chapter Eleven, Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen, Chapter Fourteen