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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M
  Fandom:
      Smallville
  Relationship:
      Clark/Lex, Lex/Desiree
  Character:
      Clark_Kent, Lex_Luthor, Martha_Kent, Jonathan_Kent, Desiree_Atkins
  Additional Tags:
      Episode_Related, Black_widow., Episode:_s02e02_Heat, Inappropriate
      Behavior, Engagement, WTF, Secret_Relationship, Established_Relationship,
      Community:_fan_flashworks
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-09-01 Words: 1440
****** Unfair-emones ******
by HYPERFocused
Summary
     unexpected invitations and unwelcome intrusions. Chemistry challenge.
     Spoilers for Heat, Pilot
Notes
     None apply. Written for FanFlashworks amnesty, Chemistry challenge
It isn't that Clark doesn't want to tell Lex the truth, honestly, he'd like
nothing better. The question is, how much can he safely share? Tell him
something, or tell him everything. But the thought of how badly Lex might react
stymies Clark from unburdening himself fully. Instead, he gives part of himself
away. Yeah, he can do that. Wants to, even. Things he'd never thought of before
Lex, or at least never imagined he ever might want. Despite how much it would
horrify his father, it's been nearly a foregone conclusion since the day he and
Lex met, and didn't --exactly-- kiss, but tasted the same dirty river water.
Could he truly go through with it? Give Lex what he wants sexually, but won't
quite say outright? but not give up his secrets? Introduce Lex to Clark’s
secret self, the one he's afraid to admit he has, clueless to Lana, eluded by
Chloe. So many hints dropped. Looks and touches and gifts, big and small. Lex
might try for sophistication, and usually he makes it, but Clark knows him,
almost better than he knows himself, especially given the depth of his secrets,
and deep down Lex is about as subtle as an anvil. An actual anvil.
Clark may have been the one to rescue Lex physically, and it seems he's likely
to fill that role time and time again. Lex has "trouble magnet" written all
over him, in indelible, invisible ink meant only for Clark's eyes.
But Lex returned the favor more times than Clark wants to count, saving Clark
from his fears, from needless limitations, lessons he never should have had to
learn. It's not something his parents could have done. Their perspectives were
protective of Clark's "gifts". To extend the metaphor, they probably wished he
could avoid opening them.
It's three o'clock on a Monday afternoon, and Clark is just rounding the corner
to his driveway. The Talon was too crowded for him. Everyone talking about the
fire, and the hot new teacher. Not that it was exactly packed, but Lex was
there, with her, which was definitely too much companionship as far as Clark
was concerned. Or at least the wrong sort of companionship.
Fiancé. Lex had a fiancé. He's been gone for, what, a week? Maybe two? And not
only does he come home engaged, but it's to Clark's new biology teacher. Ms
Atkins doesn't look like any kind of teacher Smallville High has ever had
before, and if she were a student, Principal Reynolds would send her home to
change sooner than you could say "dress code violation.". Heat wave or no heat
wave.
He didn't know what he was going to do about this weird, new power. He wouldn't
exactly call it a gift. Who the hell would want fire shooting out of their
eyes? Maybe if he was a video game character. And the fact that the thing that
brought it around was thinking about sex? Assuming Lex ever wanted to get near
Clark again, he was going to end up like barbecued like Uncle Owen and Aunt
Beru in Star Wars.
Yeah, Clark had been doing some wishful thinking when he'd seen Lex's car pull
up outside the school, imagining the very personal welcome home he was going to
give Lex on the road back to the mansion. But now it looked like Lex’s interest
in Clark wasn't really a safe assumption, unfortunately. He didn't know how she
had done it,but Ms. Atkins had messed with Lex's mind, or screwed with his
hormones, or something.
To see Lex rush past him was one thing. Of course they would have to play it
cool. Reputations were at stake, and this was a small town. But when his
boyfriend, whether anyone but them knew it or not, practically flew into that
woman's arms, Clark was flummoxed. Pole axed. Really fucking flabbergasted, and
no way was he able to hide it.
Lex's fiancée. He was engagedHow the hell was that even possible in so short a
time? Even if Lex had been seriously seeing anyone else, not just for
propriety's sake, or a cover, it wouldn't have gone that far that fast. Sex?
Sure. Lex tended to indulge his appetites, though Clark was certain he hadn't
done so with a woman since they had crossed the bridge (heh) from friends to
flirting to fucking. But he never promised them that kind of commitment.
Sometimes the girl might expect more, after all, she'd landed a Luthor. There
was a standing order for diamond earrings for situations like this Clark
wondered if he'd be receiving a pair of diamond cufflinks. Not that he'd have
any reason to wear said cufflinks without Lex bringing him to something fancy
enough to need them. Not that he wanted anything from Lex but Lex himself.
Despite what it looked like, and he sure wasn't going to correct Pete or, God
forbid, his father who he'd been daydreaming about while that ancient
educational film was running in the overheated Biology 202 room. it wasn't the
sight of Miss Atkins, with her long legs, and altogether too-short dress that
caused it. No, mostly she just made Clark uncomfortable and frankly, uneasy.
Where had she come from? There were a handful of people who made up the
substitute pool at SV high. They'd all made the rounds through different
classes, with varying degrees of interest or involvement in actually teaching
anyone. None of them, probably not even since his dad had gone there was as hot
as Ms Atkins. It made no sense. Not her apparent hiring, the way she drew boys
to do her bidding like worker bees to a queen. It made even less sense that
she'd affected Clark, too. Not only was he, well, mostly gay, or Lexual, if he
had to be exact, but he was an alien! Whatever the heck she was doing shouldn't
affect him. It didn't seem Kryptonite related, since it wasn't making him sick.
"Clark, you will be my best man, won't you? I couldn't possibly take such an
important step without you standing beside me." Lex leaned in to give Clark his
imitation of a manly bro hug.
"I thought I was your only man," Clark didn't say. He opted for "Of course,
Lex. I'll be anything you need." The pathetic thing was that it was true. Lex
didn't have to ask, and Clark would come running. Had done so, more times than
he cared to count.
He came when Lex did ask, too. When he begged, when they'd been fucking for so
long that Lex was hoarse from screaming Clark's name. Sometimes all Lex had to
do was look at Clark a certain way, and it happened. For all of Clark's ‘gifts
and strength, it was Lex who would always exude the real power in their
relationship.
His parents seemed almost as surprised as he was by Lex’s invitation. His dad
took the news with more humor and disdain than Clark thought was warranted,
“Good to see at least one Luthor living up to his parental responsibility.
Couldn't keep it in his pants. Gotta admit, I didn't think someone like her
would be his type.”
“Someone like her?” Clark didn't think he'd like where his dad was going with
this, even if he agreed.
“Oh, son. Everyone knows he's a little light in his Italian loafers.” That's
part of the reason I've never liked his excessive interest in you. Besides your
secrets, I mean.”
“Jonathan, that's enough. Lex’s personal business is exactly that. Personal.
I'm sure he's been misjudged for his father's sins all his life.” Clark's mom
looked at him sympathetically. She knew about them, Clark was sure of it.
“I just can't believe he never even mentioned her to me. He's my best friend.
He said we have a destiny together. I'm not sure how standing by him when he
marries some dumb gold digger is fulfilling it.”
“You will, though, right, Clark? If he's your friend you'll stand by him. And
if you're right, and it turns out Miss Atkins doesn't have Lex's best interests
at heart, he's going to need a true friend more than ever.” Clark’s mom always
knew what to say.
In the end, of course, Clark proved himself right, but not before the most
uncomfortable teacher/student conference ever, a terrifying night in the
Smallville jail, and his once and future secret boyfriend burned physically and
emotionally by that lying black widow bitch. He wondered how long it would take
for things to get back to normal, or what passed for it in Smallville.
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