First Times
First Times
A series of Drabbles
Pairing: Lex/Clark Lex/other
NC-17, AU
Summary: Lex has had a lot of firsts
Set through season five
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Lex has had a lot of firsts.
His first kiss for instance.
He had been fourteen years old, and he shared his first kiss with Trisha O’ day. A beautiful fifteen year old African American girl who was also a fellow student at Excelsior. They were Both victims of much ridicule and isolation for different reasons.
“Why do they say those things to you?”
Trisha raised an eyebrow at him. “Are there any other rich black girls here at Excelsior?”
Lex flushed in embarrassment. “I-”
“It doesn’t matter though,” she said softly. “I don’t give a flying fuck what they think.”
Lex remembered thinking how husky her voice sounded when she said the word fuck.
“You shouldn’t care either you know.” She looked at him, her tone serious. “Their words mean nothing Lex. They’re just jealous. You’re different, and when you enter a room they all stare at you for a reason, whether good or bad, They stare, and you have their attention. I’d say suck it up. Embrace it. Let them all know that you’re Lex Luthor, and you don’t give a fuck what they think.”
No one had ever said those words to him, and he could distinctly remember thinking how big and beautiful her brown eyes were. The next thing he knew, her lips were on his and they were kissing each other slowly.
She tasted like the cigarette she had been smoking earlier, but he didn’t care. Her tongue felt too good against his own, and her hair smelled like strawberries.
“Normal is overrated.” She murmured when she pulled away. She kissed him one last time. “See you around campus Lex.”
That was also the first time he stopped giving a fuck.
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Lex has had a lot of firsts.
His first kiss from a boy for instance.
He was eighteen years old. Sitting in the VIP room of Club Zero, half drunk and high on the two lines of coke he had sniffed, wondering to himself why he even bothered in hanging out with the mayor’s son, playboy Roger Bentton.
“That bitch was all over me man.”
Lex could feel the generic smile on his face. Generic because he knew the drugs were the making his facial muscles stretch in a ridiculous fashion.
“Don’t you love it when a bitch is all over you?”
For reason’s unknown, Lex couldn’t stop himself from staring at Roger’s mouth, wondering why his lips look so soft all of a sudden.
“Lex?”
“Lex’s eyes slid up to meet Roger’s brown ones. “Hmm?”
“Did you hear what I said?”
Still smiling, Lex answered. “Sure.”
Roger slowly raised an eyebrow at Lex. “You’re acting strange.”
“Am I?” Lex asked, still smiling. “I hadn’t noticed.”
“You’re a strange one Luthor.”
“So I’ve been told.” He turned, surprised at how close Roger was sitting next to him. “What-” He was cut off by Roger’s lips on his own. He froze, all of a sudden feeling very sober.
Roger’s lips moved very slowly against his own, coaxing his mouth open in a way that Lex couldn’t say no to. Desire flooded his body as Roger’s tongue touched his own.
He remembered thinking roger wasn’t gay.
More importantly, he also remembered thinking he wasn’t gay.
Bu when Roger’s fingers started to unbutton his pants…
He remembered thinking: maybe he was a little gay.
Roger pulled away from his mouth slowly, a small smile on his face.
Lex only blinked at him, too shocked and frozen to move.
“Hey Lex?”
Lex blinked again. “Yes?”
“Can I suck your cock?”
Lex blinked again. “Sure.”
Roger smirked, and popped two pretty blue pills into Lex’s mouth before lowering his head toward his lap.
Lex swallowed the pills, swigging the rest of the drink he held and thinking: He was definitely gay.
******
Lex has had a lot of firsts.
Like the first time Clark had given him a blow job.
They had been sitting in his entertainment room. Making out, which was something he’d never tire off even though that’s pretty much all they did.
Ever since Clark admitted he wanted to be more than friends, Lex had chosen to give up control in the relationship. Letting Clark set the pace. Knowing how frightened Clark must be, what with Lex being the first man Clark ever felt sexual feelings towards.
On the outside, Lex was a caring patient partner. On the inside, he was dying.
Dying to strip Clark down naked. Dying to touch every muscle and sinew of his bare tanned skin.
Clark pulled back from the kiss, staring at Lex wide eyed.
Lex froze, slightly panicked that Clark had somehow read his mind.
“Yes Clark?”
Clark opened his mouth to speak, then shut it close. He leaned over, and whispered something into Lex’s ear.
Lex’s eyes fluttered close.
Dear god help him.
He opened his eyes to see Clark watching him imploringly. Even at nineteen he still was innocent. “You don’t have to do that.”
Clark smirked at him. His green eyes sparkling. “But I want to.” He was already unbuttoning Lex’s pants.
Lex had no clue why he was suddenly frightened. His cock already swelling at the thought of Clark tasting him. “You’ll miss your show.” God, him and his big mouth.
Clark only shrugged. “Its on commercial.” He bent his head, and swallowed Lex down until his cock touched the back of his throat.
Lex groaned, his head falling back, thinking that maybe Clark wasn’t so innocent after all.
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Lex has had many firsts.
The first time he fell in love for instance.
The first time he knew he loved Clark for instance.
A/N and E/G: read drabble above
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Lex has had many firsts.
The first time he told Clark he was in love with him for instance.
Slick cocks rub together as he and Clark thrust their hard bodies against one another.
Finally. Finally it was going to happen. Finally he was going to have all of Clark.
He stared up into Clark’s green eyes lost. No longer ashamed at the way his heart swelled just by this other man’s near presence.
“Lex,” Clark breathed softly against his mouth. “I’m different you know.”
Lex shook his head, his hands sliding down Clark’s back to his ass. He squeezed hard.
He did know. God did he know. Was he ready to know just how different? Especially at a time like this? He pulled Clark closer, his hips thrusting upward in time with Clark’s downward thrusts. “How different?”
Clark licked the shell of his ear before whispering. “I’m an alien.”
Startled laughter bubbled up from his throat. “I love you Clark. Love you so much.”
END
A series of Drabbles
Pairing: Lex/Clark Lex/other
NC-17, AU
Summary: Lex has had a lot of firsts
Set through season five
*********
Lex has had a lot of firsts.
His first kiss for instance.
He had been fourteen years old, and he shared his first kiss with Trisha O’ day. A beautiful fifteen year old African American girl who was also a fellow student at Excelsior. They were Both victims of much ridicule and isolation for different reasons.
“Why do they say those things to you?”
Trisha raised an eyebrow at him. “Are there any other rich black girls here at Excelsior?”
Lex flushed in embarrassment. “I-”
“It doesn’t matter though,” she said softly. “I don’t give a flying fuck what they think.”
Lex remembered thinking how husky her voice sounded when she said the word fuck.
“You shouldn’t care either you know.” She looked at him, her tone serious. “Their words mean nothing Lex. They’re just jealous. You’re different, and when you enter a room they all stare at you for a reason, whether good or bad, They stare, and you have their attention. I’d say suck it up. Embrace it. Let them all know that you’re Lex Luthor, and you don’t give a fuck what they think.”
No one had ever said those words to him, and he could distinctly remember thinking how big and beautiful her brown eyes were. The next thing he knew, her lips were on his and they were kissing each other slowly.
She tasted like the cigarette she had been smoking earlier, but he didn’t care. Her tongue felt too good against his own, and her hair smelled like strawberries.
“Normal is overrated.” She murmured when she pulled away. She kissed him one last time. “See you around campus Lex.”
That was also the first time he stopped giving a fuck.
***********
Lex has had a lot of firsts.
His first kiss from a boy for instance.
He was eighteen years old. Sitting in the VIP room of Club Zero, half drunk and high on the two lines of coke he had sniffed, wondering to himself why he even bothered in hanging out with the mayor’s son, playboy Roger Bentton.
“That bitch was all over me man.”
Lex could feel the generic smile on his face. Generic because he knew the drugs were the making his facial muscles stretch in a ridiculous fashion.
“Don’t you love it when a bitch is all over you?”
For reason’s unknown, Lex couldn’t stop himself from staring at Roger’s mouth, wondering why his lips look so soft all of a sudden.
“Lex?”
“Lex’s eyes slid up to meet Roger’s brown ones. “Hmm?”
“Did you hear what I said?”
Still smiling, Lex answered. “Sure.”
Roger slowly raised an eyebrow at Lex. “You’re acting strange.”
“Am I?” Lex asked, still smiling. “I hadn’t noticed.”
“You’re a strange one Luthor.”
“So I’ve been told.” He turned, surprised at how close Roger was sitting next to him. “What-” He was cut off by Roger’s lips on his own. He froze, all of a sudden feeling very sober.
Roger’s lips moved very slowly against his own, coaxing his mouth open in a way that Lex couldn’t say no to. Desire flooded his body as Roger’s tongue touched his own.
He remembered thinking roger wasn’t gay.
More importantly, he also remembered thinking he wasn’t gay.
Bu when Roger’s fingers started to unbutton his pants…
He remembered thinking: maybe he was a little gay.
Roger pulled away from his mouth slowly, a small smile on his face.
Lex only blinked at him, too shocked and frozen to move.
“Hey Lex?”
Lex blinked again. “Yes?”
“Can I suck your cock?”
Lex blinked again. “Sure.”
Roger smirked, and popped two pretty blue pills into Lex’s mouth before lowering his head toward his lap.
Lex swallowed the pills, swigging the rest of the drink he held and thinking: He was definitely gay.
******
Lex has had a lot of firsts.
Like the first time Clark had given him a blow job.
They had been sitting in his entertainment room. Making out, which was something he’d never tire off even though that’s pretty much all they did.
Ever since Clark admitted he wanted to be more than friends, Lex had chosen to give up control in the relationship. Letting Clark set the pace. Knowing how frightened Clark must be, what with Lex being the first man Clark ever felt sexual feelings towards.
On the outside, Lex was a caring patient partner. On the inside, he was dying.
Dying to strip Clark down naked. Dying to touch every muscle and sinew of his bare tanned skin.
Clark pulled back from the kiss, staring at Lex wide eyed.
Lex froze, slightly panicked that Clark had somehow read his mind.
“Yes Clark?”
Clark opened his mouth to speak, then shut it close. He leaned over, and whispered something into Lex’s ear.
Lex’s eyes fluttered close.
Dear god help him.
He opened his eyes to see Clark watching him imploringly. Even at nineteen he still was innocent. “You don’t have to do that.”
Clark smirked at him. His green eyes sparkling. “But I want to.” He was already unbuttoning Lex’s pants.
Lex had no clue why he was suddenly frightened. His cock already swelling at the thought of Clark tasting him. “You’ll miss your show.” God, him and his big mouth.
Clark only shrugged. “Its on commercial.” He bent his head, and swallowed Lex down until his cock touched the back of his throat.
Lex groaned, his head falling back, thinking that maybe Clark wasn’t so innocent after all.
********
Lex has had many firsts.
The first time he fell in love for instance.
The first time he knew he loved Clark for instance.
A/N and E/G: read drabble above
*************
Lex has had many firsts.
The first time he told Clark he was in love with him for instance.
Slick cocks rub together as he and Clark thrust their hard bodies against one another.
Finally. Finally it was going to happen. Finally he was going to have all of Clark.
He stared up into Clark’s green eyes lost. No longer ashamed at the way his heart swelled just by this other man’s near presence.
“Lex,” Clark breathed softly against his mouth. “I’m different you know.”
Lex shook his head, his hands sliding down Clark’s back to his ass. He squeezed hard.
He did know. God did he know. Was he ready to know just how different? Especially at a time like this? He pulled Clark closer, his hips thrusting upward in time with Clark’s downward thrusts. “How different?”
Clark licked the shell of his ear before whispering. “I’m an alien.”
Startled laughter bubbled up from his throat. “I love you Clark. Love you so much.”
END