Love You Back

Lex put his hand on Clark’s back as they left the restaurant. Clark kept trying to pull away, but Lex was persistent. If he wanted to touch Clark in public he certainly could and he dared anyone to say anything about it.

Their driver pulled up and Clark slid into the limo first, all the way to the other side of the seat and pressing his back against the door as he glared at Lex.

“What?” Lex asked innocently.

“You know what. You know how that makes me feel.”

“You make it sound like it’s a bad thing.”

“It’s just not fair! You can do whatever you want, but I can hardly express the same—what if I just ducked under the table at dinner and blew you?”

Lex shrugged out of his jacket. “I’d give the waiter a big tip to look the other way.” He moved across the seat and tugged at Clark’s tie. “You can show my how you feel anytime, Clark. I don’t ever want you to feel like you need to hide who you are from the world.”

Clark snorted. “Alien here,” he reminded Lex.

“You know what I mean.”

Clark scowled at him and stared out the window. Undaunted, Lex slipped his hand behind Clark’s head and massaged his neck.

“Lex…” Clark growled in warning.

Lex kissed him anyway. “It’s a long drive back to Smallville, Clark. Do you want to sulk the whole way, or enjoy it?” Clark gave him a sidelong glance and Lex shifted back on the seat, stretching his legs out and spreading his arms over the back. “You can blow me now if you want.”

Clark licked his lips and Lex kissed him again before he opened his pants, pushing them down to his feet. Clark slid to the floor to help him slip off his shoes and then whisked the pants off. He pushed Lex’s shirt up and tried to get to his cock, but Lex pushed him back.

“Take off your clothes first,” he ordered.

While Clark undressed, he removed his shirt too and moved all the way over to the door so Clark could stretch out on the seat next to him instead of kneeling on the floor. He patted the warm leather seat and Clark crawled up, lying on his belly with his arms wrapped around Lex’s waist.

“Here,” Lex pulled his cock up from his belly and held it for Clark to take. “That’s it… yes, just like that …good Clark…so good…” he encouraged, stroking Clark’s hair as he licked and sucked the head the way Lex had taught him. Not that Clark needed any more instruction, but Lex knew Clark liked the praise and he liked to hear Lex’s voice as they made love.

Really, it was the least of Clark’s alien kinks.

Lex moved his hand down to Clark’s neck and started kneading the column of vertebrae. It wasn’t as sensitive near the top, but Clark still groaned around his dick and Lex couldn’t help thrusting up in response. Clark closed his lips around Lex’s cock and sucked him to the root as Lex moved his hand lower, lightly teasing each knob of Clark’s spine.

Clark was still aroused from Lex’s previous teasing outside the restaurant and it didn’t take much to get the spiny points in each vertebra to fully extend. Each one was about an inch high and Clark’s skin was pulled taut over each ridge, appearing almost translucent. Lex could see the delicate veins and sensitive membrane through the thin covering and he rubbed each one, alternating between gentle and rough strokes as Clark writhed under his touch.

The lower he moved the more intense Clark’s pleasure became so Lex was careful to avoid the very tip of his tail bone. It was the equivalent of a prostate for Clark. The lucky bastard essentially had two, but given that Clark also had twice the stamina, it was handy for Lex to know there actually was a way to wear down the alien’s libido.

Lex kept pushing lower as Clark arched wildly under the knowing touch, and then he’d move back up and lower the intensity before teasing him again. “You’re beautiful, Clark,” he murmured. And he meant it. Clark could’ve had tentacles or antennae, but it wouldn’t have mattered to Lex as long as he could make Clark feel this way.

He knew Clark was near the edge when he started getting careless and grazed sharp teeth along Lex’s cock, but Lex didn’t want to come like that anyway. He nudged Clark’s mouth away and spread his legs wider for Clark to nuzzle his balls as he whimpered and squirmed.

“Soon, Clark,” he promised, fishing the lube from his pants.

Lex quickly slicked his fingers and prepared Clark. He wasn’t gentle because he was getting impatient himself and he knew he couldn’t hurt Clark. He also knew Clark still found the idea of Lex fucking his ass slightly odd and it took his mind off the pleasure still pulsing through his veins and helped him focus again.

Not that Clark didn’t like getting fucked.

“Come on,” Lex prodded, helping Clark sit up and straddle his hips. He positioned himself at Clark’s hole and let Clark take control as he slowly lowered himself down.

Lex closed his eyes and savored the tight heat engulfing him. Clark knew what he liked and he quickly set the right pace, fucking himself on Lex’s dick as Lex rested his hands on Clark’s hips and just enjoyed the ride.

“Oh, Lex, god—I love you,” Clark groaned as he twisted his hips to hit all the right spots.

“You’re just saying that,” Lex grunted back. He opened his eyes in time to see Clark’s feral glare before he was being smothered in a horny alien lip lock.

The only thing Lex loved more than Clark’s tail bone was his tongue. Preferably up Lex’s tail, but they’d have more time for that back at home.

Lex let Clark suck the life from him, lips and teeth devouring every blessed molecule of his being until he thought he would pass out from the sheer intensity of it. But Clark always let go when he felt Lex starting to lose it. He slowed his hips and kissed Lex’s eyelids.

“Come with me, Lex.” Clark took Lex’s hand and guided it to his tail bone. “Please.”

Clark ground down on Lex’s cock again and he damn near bit through his tongue. He was so hard he was going to die if Clark did it again.

“Lex--”

Lex pinched the tender bone between his fingers and Clark wailed loud enough to be heard in Gotham as his orgasm ripped through him and Lex couldn’t help crying out too. The tight convulsions that emanated from Clark were nothing like fucking a human. Lex had never been able to not come with Clark seizing around him.

Eventually they stilled and Lex was careful not to disturb the tender ridges as they wilted and Clark carefully stretched to pop each one back into place. Lex reluctantly nudged Clark off his lap and Clark lay down on the seat again, pulling Lex down on his chest.

Lex was just dozing off when he felt a tap on his head. He hated that. And Clark knew he hated it, which meant Clark was still agitated about something. He quickly replayed the previous hour in his head and realized what it was.

“I love you too,” he replied and he felt Clark smile against his skin.

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