Fic: "Here Comes the Sun." (CLex, Request).
Here Comes the Sun
Author: Lexalicious70
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: CLex
Rating: PG13
Genre: Romance
Word Count: 1,154
Summary: As spring comes to the farm, Clark and Lex reflect on the long winter and their journey into light.
Disclaimer: I don’t own them, the WB does. For fun not profit.
A/N: For my darling herohunter, who needed some feel-good Clex. I hope this makes you smile; hang in there and I love you! Thanks to dreamwvr73 for the beta.
Here Comes the Sun
By Lexalicious70
Clark woke slowly to the crow of his father’s old rooster, Ozzie. The geriatric bird was skinny and tough as pulled jerky, but he still crowed every morning, a trusty alarm that roused Clark moments before dawn every morning.
Over the past few months, he and Lex had been braving out a bone-chilling winter at the farm, during which time they worked on their newfound relationship, their past issues, and their future as a couple. As Clark learned forgiveness, Lex worked on his trust, and there were times that Clark despaired of their relationship surviving the winter. Every morning, Clark awoke to Ozzie’s rusty cry, sub-zero temperatures, and the curtains drawn against the cold and snow. However, this morning, something was different; Clark could sense it before he opened his eyes. When he did a moment later, he was met with bright rays of sunlight that streamed in through the big windows across from the bed. The curtains were pulled aside and secured, letting in every bit of sunlight, and Clark let it fill him up like a thirsty sea sponge absorbs water. After a few moments of basking in the bright light, Clark threw the covers aside and reached for his red-and-black flannel robe, frayed at the edges and around the belt loops, and tugged it on. He padded barefoot down the hall, following the sound of his partner’s heartbeat, to find Lex sitting in the sunny kitchen, the early-morning rays touching the polished wood of his mother’s kitchen table a burnt umber and turning Lex’s lapis eyes an even brighter blue. A cup of coffee sat at his elbow as he gazed out the front window that looked out over the front lawn and out toward the barn. Clark came up behind him quietly, and Lex let him know he was there with a slight movement of his elegant head.
“Surprised to find you out here,” Clark said as he put his hands on Lex’s shoulders, all lean muscle shrouded in the blue silk of Lex’s robe. “You’re usually already in your study by now.”
“Little did you know that when you built me that study that I’d make a veritable cave out of it,” Lex smiled and reached back to rest a hand on top of Clark’s larger one.
“I know you have a lot of writing to do.” When Lex abandoned everything from his past, including his father and all his labs, he’d taken to writing and research and now spent most of his days working on scientific articles and attempting to launch his own scientific journal.
“I do. It comforts me when the days are cold.”
“You could let me try that.” Clark squeezed his shoulders. Lex gave a soft chuckle.
“Touche, Clark.” Lex got to his feet and poured Clark a cup of coffee. Clark sat down at the table, smiling as Lex brought him his coffee.
“Thanks.”
“Of course.” Lex dropped down into Clark’s lap just as casually as he might have sat back down in his own chair. Clark put his arms around him. “I was just watching the sunrise and trying to remember the last time we saw the sun.”
“It’s been a few weeks, at least,” Clark nodded and lowered his head to nuzzle Lex’s neck. “I think spring is finally coming. Thanks for opening the curtains for me, by the way.”
“I could tell the sun was going to show itself , and you always benefit from the morning rays, when they’re strongest.” Lex sighed and lowered his head slightly, allowing Clark more access to the skin beneath the neck of his robe. “And you’re right . . . about spring, I mean. It’s been a long winter, but I think we’re finally coming out of it.”
Clark knew his partner well enough to know the conversation now had a double meaning, and maybe it was as close as Lex would admit to having been difficult.
“My dad used to talk about life coming and going in seasons. I guess it was the farmer in him.” Clark’s fingers stroked across Lex’s belly as he spoke. “He always said to enjoy the spring and summer, but to make sure that you found someone who was going to keep you warm in the fall and the winter.”
“He was a simple man, but his simplicity made sense more often than I cared to admit.” Lex nodded. “I know how much you miss him.” Lex looked up over his shoulder. “What do you think he’d say about our relationship?”
“He always told me that all he ever wanted for me was happiness.”
“And if he were here, Clark? What would you tell him?”
Clark turned his lover on his lap so that they were facing each other, and Clark ran a gentle hand over Lex’s bare scalp, a touch so intimate that it made Lex shudder and warm as the big hand continued down to stroke his face.
“That I’m grateful I survived the winter with the person I love most . . . the person I want to weather all my winters with.” Clark leaned in to claim Lex’s lips in a soft, warm kiss. Sunlight streamed through the windows, birthed by the rising early spring sun, enveloping them both in warmth and light, turning Lex’s eyes an azure blue, a compliment to the light that emanated from Clark’s. The kiss heated Lex from the inside out.
“I don’t think I ever have to worry about the winter again, Clark.” He leaned against Clark, setting his head in the hollow of Clark’s collarbone, which fit like it had been fashioned just for him.
“Really, how come?”
“Because you’re like the sun. I don’t know if it’s because you absorb its rays like a solar cell or if it’s because of some other reason, but I never feel cold or empty when I’m with you, from the day we met.” Lex chuckled, a bit of color staining his pale skin. “That, and whenever you touch me, I melt.”
Clark stood with Lex in his arms, and his lover grinned.
“Clark! What are you doing?”
Clark carried Lex back to the bedroom and set him in the wide puddle of sunlight that streamed across the bed. He straddled Lex and smiled, the sun giving his dark, tousled hair a halo and finding the dips and hollows in his thighs and hips as he shed his robe.
“Letting in the sunlight.”
Fin
Author: Lexalicious70
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: CLex
Rating: PG13
Genre: Romance
Word Count: 1,154
Summary: As spring comes to the farm, Clark and Lex reflect on the long winter and their journey into light.
Disclaimer: I don’t own them, the WB does. For fun not profit.
A/N: For my darling herohunter, who needed some feel-good Clex. I hope this makes you smile; hang in there and I love you! Thanks to dreamwvr73 for the beta.
Here Comes the Sun
By Lexalicious70
Clark woke slowly to the crow of his father’s old rooster, Ozzie. The geriatric bird was skinny and tough as pulled jerky, but he still crowed every morning, a trusty alarm that roused Clark moments before dawn every morning.
Over the past few months, he and Lex had been braving out a bone-chilling winter at the farm, during which time they worked on their newfound relationship, their past issues, and their future as a couple. As Clark learned forgiveness, Lex worked on his trust, and there were times that Clark despaired of their relationship surviving the winter. Every morning, Clark awoke to Ozzie’s rusty cry, sub-zero temperatures, and the curtains drawn against the cold and snow. However, this morning, something was different; Clark could sense it before he opened his eyes. When he did a moment later, he was met with bright rays of sunlight that streamed in through the big windows across from the bed. The curtains were pulled aside and secured, letting in every bit of sunlight, and Clark let it fill him up like a thirsty sea sponge absorbs water. After a few moments of basking in the bright light, Clark threw the covers aside and reached for his red-and-black flannel robe, frayed at the edges and around the belt loops, and tugged it on. He padded barefoot down the hall, following the sound of his partner’s heartbeat, to find Lex sitting in the sunny kitchen, the early-morning rays touching the polished wood of his mother’s kitchen table a burnt umber and turning Lex’s lapis eyes an even brighter blue. A cup of coffee sat at his elbow as he gazed out the front window that looked out over the front lawn and out toward the barn. Clark came up behind him quietly, and Lex let him know he was there with a slight movement of his elegant head.
“Surprised to find you out here,” Clark said as he put his hands on Lex’s shoulders, all lean muscle shrouded in the blue silk of Lex’s robe. “You’re usually already in your study by now.”
“Little did you know that when you built me that study that I’d make a veritable cave out of it,” Lex smiled and reached back to rest a hand on top of Clark’s larger one.
“I know you have a lot of writing to do.” When Lex abandoned everything from his past, including his father and all his labs, he’d taken to writing and research and now spent most of his days working on scientific articles and attempting to launch his own scientific journal.
“I do. It comforts me when the days are cold.”
“You could let me try that.” Clark squeezed his shoulders. Lex gave a soft chuckle.
“Touche, Clark.” Lex got to his feet and poured Clark a cup of coffee. Clark sat down at the table, smiling as Lex brought him his coffee.
“Thanks.”
“Of course.” Lex dropped down into Clark’s lap just as casually as he might have sat back down in his own chair. Clark put his arms around him. “I was just watching the sunrise and trying to remember the last time we saw the sun.”
“It’s been a few weeks, at least,” Clark nodded and lowered his head to nuzzle Lex’s neck. “I think spring is finally coming. Thanks for opening the curtains for me, by the way.”
“I could tell the sun was going to show itself , and you always benefit from the morning rays, when they’re strongest.” Lex sighed and lowered his head slightly, allowing Clark more access to the skin beneath the neck of his robe. “And you’re right . . . about spring, I mean. It’s been a long winter, but I think we’re finally coming out of it.”
Clark knew his partner well enough to know the conversation now had a double meaning, and maybe it was as close as Lex would admit to having been difficult.
“My dad used to talk about life coming and going in seasons. I guess it was the farmer in him.” Clark’s fingers stroked across Lex’s belly as he spoke. “He always said to enjoy the spring and summer, but to make sure that you found someone who was going to keep you warm in the fall and the winter.”
“He was a simple man, but his simplicity made sense more often than I cared to admit.” Lex nodded. “I know how much you miss him.” Lex looked up over his shoulder. “What do you think he’d say about our relationship?”
“He always told me that all he ever wanted for me was happiness.”
“And if he were here, Clark? What would you tell him?”
Clark turned his lover on his lap so that they were facing each other, and Clark ran a gentle hand over Lex’s bare scalp, a touch so intimate that it made Lex shudder and warm as the big hand continued down to stroke his face.
“That I’m grateful I survived the winter with the person I love most . . . the person I want to weather all my winters with.” Clark leaned in to claim Lex’s lips in a soft, warm kiss. Sunlight streamed through the windows, birthed by the rising early spring sun, enveloping them both in warmth and light, turning Lex’s eyes an azure blue, a compliment to the light that emanated from Clark’s. The kiss heated Lex from the inside out.
“I don’t think I ever have to worry about the winter again, Clark.” He leaned against Clark, setting his head in the hollow of Clark’s collarbone, which fit like it had been fashioned just for him.
“Really, how come?”
“Because you’re like the sun. I don’t know if it’s because you absorb its rays like a solar cell or if it’s because of some other reason, but I never feel cold or empty when I’m with you, from the day we met.” Lex chuckled, a bit of color staining his pale skin. “That, and whenever you touch me, I melt.”
Clark stood with Lex in his arms, and his lover grinned.
“Clark! What are you doing?”
Clark carried Lex back to the bedroom and set him in the wide puddle of sunlight that streamed across the bed. He straddled Lex and smiled, the sun giving his dark, tousled hair a halo and finding the dips and hollows in his thighs and hips as he shed his robe.
“Letting in the sunlight.”
Fin