Smallville Fiction Series written for philosophy_20
ashlesha17
Title: And To the Loser Go the Spoils
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: Clark Kent/Lex Luthor
Prompt: #2 Loss
Rating: R
Word Count: 600
Spoilers: None
Summary: Lex’s surprise at the results of getting what he wants.
A/N: AU set after the events of #1 Birth, the beginning of Clark and Lex’s relationship.
Written for my girl
lishel_fracrium
He that is robb’d not wanting what is stolen,
Let him not know ‘t and he’s not robb’d at all.
- Othello Shakespeare
Lex brooded alone in his office, unhappy. He was in a ridiculous situation, having a full-blown affair with a 15-year old school boy!
‘How did I ever let this happen?’ He asked himself as he got up for another scotch. ‘He’s a terrible influence on me, I never used to start drinking before noon.’
He refused to admit why, but it was because he had found someone like no other. Clark was as beautiful as a god, but he was more than that. That alone would never have reeled Lex in so completely. Clark was a strange mix of absurd naiveté, sadness, and mystery. ‘What was going on behind those eyes?’
After their first kiss there was no going back. Both had to have the other. Lex was haunted by the idea that he was losing control. What if his father found out? What if people found out? The necessity of bedding a potential business rival to get the upper hand might come up.
Before Clark all of these considerations were just pragmatic. If Lex wanted a pretty lay, he went to a club found what he wanted then left. He denied and dropped anyone who was inconvenient or impolitic to be involved with. Oh and business was business; sleeping with a business rival was just part of the game. Now Lex couldn’t bear the idea of any of those actions. He was hopelessly and completely at Clark’s mercy. It felt uncomfortably like a part of him had died.
He had set out to seduce and make a conquest of Clark and ironically found himself the loser. 'I can’t let him ever know that he has me, my heart, and the keys to the castle. I never would have guessed I was capable.’ Lex mused grimly, but smiled.
Lex had found the situation had some very consoling rewards like Clark’s mouth and those huge hands on him everywhere. The love and devotion Clark showed him in word and body. Something within Clark was so lonely and he gave it to Lex with no reserve. Having no experience whatsoever, Clark never hesitated to do anything that Lex wanted.
Lex loved watching Clark go down on him; he’d always liked it. It made him feel powerful, with Clark it made him feel worshipped. Always a top before, Lex now yielded to that powerful body. He felt so vulnerable being fucked, but it was strangely empowering. When Clark held him like he was fragile, entering his so carefully Lex was overwhelmed. He made Clark want him, want to please him, want to have him. By yielding control, Lex felt for the first time the power of being desired. With Clark he had no doubts about Clark wanting him for advantage or money. It just wasn’t part of the boy.
He was still disturbed by the idea that Clark was hiding something from him, but if he was Lex came to the conclusion he was hiding it from everyone. ‘You’ll tell me in time Clark, you own me.’ Lex laughed. ‘Kent you own a Luthor and there are things I will not lose, because I play to win. For now I can be patient though.’
Just them Clark came walking in smiling as he bent down to kiss Lex. “Hey you working hard?” Clark teased.
“Too hard, shall we go upstairs? I’ve earned myself a break.” Lex smiled as he stood and was clutched close by Clark. Clark’s body definitely let him know what it was thinking.
Funny, how in losing Lex gained more than he had ever hoped for. ‘Maybe control isn’t everything?’ He thought, then Clark kissed him and he stopped thinking at all.