Fanfic - SV: Innocence Debauched (NC-17, Slash: Clark/Lex)
Title: Innocence Debauched
Author: eboniorchid
Fandom: Smallville
Characters: Clark Kent/Lex Luthor
Prompt: For bittermint who wanted comment!porn. :D
Word Count: ~340 words.
Rating: NC-17 for language and sexuality.
Warnings/Spoilers: No spoilers. PWP. Comment!fic. Slash. Smut. Graphic m/m sex.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Really. Nothing.
Summary: Clark on his knees for Lex.
Author's Notes: My first bit of Clark/Lex smut.
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The kid had a way about him, this careless innocence always bound up in easy smiles and grand gestures. Maybe that was why the sight of him on his knees, dark hair mussed and full lips flushed as his mouth worked over Lex's cock was so addicting in its beauty. The press and glide of Clark's tongue, tracing the veins underneath was made all the more obscene by the slow blinks of those curled and lengthy eyelashes over the still-smiling brightness of his eyes.
To Lex, looking down at the boy he'd all but trained up, it felt almost as if he'd found an unaware angel wandering, joyful but confused, and then taught it that sucking cock like a whore was its only way home. He loved the debauchery of it all, fresh and re-built from scratch every time he touched Clark or kissed him or fucked into any of his overhot holes. So when he drove himself deeper into Clark's throat with a shudder, fingers twisting waves of hair as he slid closer to the edge, it took two tons of willpower, but he pulled back and out in slow motion.
Then his cock was in hand, jerking and sputtering in time with his grunts as his come splashed over blush-colored cheekbones and strain-swollen lips. And it was all worth it for that look in Clark's eyes as he panted heat against the cock that had so recently stolen his breath away.
There was a grin in those eyes, boyish and free, eager and fun-loving, so hopeful and skilled at finding the good in damn near everything, and it was only a moment before the curve of that hidden-away smile climbed its way gleefully back to its true and proper place.
For now, at least, thought Lex, you're innocent again, for now, but only just until your mouth is stretched by me again, until your throat is sore from me again, until your only sounds are whimpers and groans again, while I fuck you dirty all over again.
Author: eboniorchid
Fandom: Smallville
Characters: Clark Kent/Lex Luthor
Prompt: For bittermint who wanted comment!porn. :D
Word Count: ~340 words.
Rating: NC-17 for language and sexuality.
Warnings/Spoilers: No spoilers. PWP. Comment!fic. Slash. Smut. Graphic m/m sex.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Really. Nothing.
Summary: Clark on his knees for Lex.
Author's Notes: My first bit of Clark/Lex smut.
Newegg Coupon
The kid had a way about him, this careless innocence always bound up in easy smiles and grand gestures. Maybe that was why the sight of him on his knees, dark hair mussed and full lips flushed as his mouth worked over Lex's cock was so addicting in its beauty. The press and glide of Clark's tongue, tracing the veins underneath was made all the more obscene by the slow blinks of those curled and lengthy eyelashes over the still-smiling brightness of his eyes.
To Lex, looking down at the boy he'd all but trained up, it felt almost as if he'd found an unaware angel wandering, joyful but confused, and then taught it that sucking cock like a whore was its only way home. He loved the debauchery of it all, fresh and re-built from scratch every time he touched Clark or kissed him or fucked into any of his overhot holes. So when he drove himself deeper into Clark's throat with a shudder, fingers twisting waves of hair as he slid closer to the edge, it took two tons of willpower, but he pulled back and out in slow motion.
Then his cock was in hand, jerking and sputtering in time with his grunts as his come splashed over blush-colored cheekbones and strain-swollen lips. And it was all worth it for that look in Clark's eyes as he panted heat against the cock that had so recently stolen his breath away.
There was a grin in those eyes, boyish and free, eager and fun-loving, so hopeful and skilled at finding the good in damn near everything, and it was only a moment before the curve of that hidden-away smile climbed its way gleefully back to its true and proper place.
For now, at least, thought Lex, you're innocent again, for now, but only just until your mouth is stretched by me again, until your throat is sore from me again, until your only sounds are whimpers and groans again, while I fuck you dirty all over again.