SV - Fiction - Genesis of UltraMan Superhero!Lex series
More Superhero!Lex, just a short bit this time.
Previous parts/pictures:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/laurab1/85638.html - Masks
http://www.livejournal.com/users/laurab1/85902.html - Clark wearing just the wings (manip)
http://www.livejournal.com/users/laurab1/86248.html - Wings
http://www.livejournal.com/users/laurab1/86541.html - Powers and Responsibility
http://www.livejournal.com/users/laurab1/86947.html - Lex as UltraMan (manip)
http://www.livejournal.com/users/laurab1/87287.html - Clark and Lex wrapped in the wings (manip)
Clark/Lex, approx 250 words, angst, hurt/comfort, teens. None of these people are mine. Unbetaed. Comments gratefully received. Enjoy!
Genesis of UltraMan
by Laura
A few minutes later, Lex was back to Metropolis. He landed near the penthouse building and walked the rest of the way. The security guards greeted him as he entered the building. He took the private elevator up to the top floor and the penthouse.
Clark was already home when he got there. What would his reaction to Lex’s plan be? Having kissed him, Lex bit the bullet. “Clark, I’m patrolling. I need to. I have to. I’m calling myself UltraMan and Martha’s making me a uniform.”
“OK, Lex,” Clark replied.
“’OK, Lex’? Is that all? No ‘no way’?” Lex couldn’t believe that was the sum total of his reaction.
“I thought about it, and realised that I’d been foolish to even try and stop you. You don’t stop me, even though you might like to, sometimes. I was just uptight about having lost my powers,” Clark admitted.
OK, that was a positive reaction. Lex smiled. “Clark, would you like to see my uniform design?”
“I’d love to, Lex.”
***
“You’ll look amazing, Lex. Metropolis won’t know what’s hit it.”
“Thank you. Good to know my instincts were right. One more thing, though, Clark.”
“What’s that, Lex?”
“I’m terrified about this.”
“I’ll treat you just like you treat me after an exhausting patrol, Lex.”
Oh, comfort cuddling and kissing, which Lex normally took charge of. He suddenly wasn’t quite so terrified.
“I look forward to that, Clark.”
“I thought you might. Shall we get some practice in?”
“God, yes.”
TBC
Previous parts/pictures:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/laurab1/85638.html - Masks
http://www.livejournal.com/users/laurab1/85902.html - Clark wearing just the wings (manip)
http://www.livejournal.com/users/laurab1/86248.html - Wings
http://www.livejournal.com/users/laurab1/86541.html - Powers and Responsibility
http://www.livejournal.com/users/laurab1/86947.html - Lex as UltraMan (manip)
http://www.livejournal.com/users/laurab1/87287.html - Clark and Lex wrapped in the wings (manip)
Clark/Lex, approx 250 words, angst, hurt/comfort, teens. None of these people are mine. Unbetaed. Comments gratefully received. Enjoy!
Genesis of UltraMan
by Laura
A few minutes later, Lex was back to Metropolis. He landed near the penthouse building and walked the rest of the way. The security guards greeted him as he entered the building. He took the private elevator up to the top floor and the penthouse.
Clark was already home when he got there. What would his reaction to Lex’s plan be? Having kissed him, Lex bit the bullet. “Clark, I’m patrolling. I need to. I have to. I’m calling myself UltraMan and Martha’s making me a uniform.”
“OK, Lex,” Clark replied.
“’OK, Lex’? Is that all? No ‘no way’?” Lex couldn’t believe that was the sum total of his reaction.
“I thought about it, and realised that I’d been foolish to even try and stop you. You don’t stop me, even though you might like to, sometimes. I was just uptight about having lost my powers,” Clark admitted.
OK, that was a positive reaction. Lex smiled. “Clark, would you like to see my uniform design?”
“I’d love to, Lex.”
***
“You’ll look amazing, Lex. Metropolis won’t know what’s hit it.”
“Thank you. Good to know my instincts were right. One more thing, though, Clark.”
“What’s that, Lex?”
“I’m terrified about this.”
“I’ll treat you just like you treat me after an exhausting patrol, Lex.”
Oh, comfort cuddling and kissing, which Lex normally took charge of. He suddenly wasn’t quite so terrified.
“I look forward to that, Clark.”
“I thought you might. Shall we get some practice in?”
“God, yes.”
TBC