Secrets of the Flesh (NC-17)

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

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Chapter 1
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I woke up alarmed
I didn't know where I was at first
Just that I woke up in your arms
And almost immediately I felt sorry
'Cause I didn't think this would happen again
No matter what I could do or say
Just that I didn't think this would happen again
With or without my best intentions

Lana ran her hand down the side of Chloe’s naked side as the two lay in bed after several hours of rabid lovemaking. She stroked her lover’s small waist, her fingers delicately caressing the soft, pink skin. Laying her head down as she continued to touch her lover, Lana smiled in sated glee.

Chloe, on the other hand, was wide awake and wondering what the hell she’d been thinking in getting involved with Lana. For the past two weeks, they’d been sleeping together and it had all begun with simple vulnerability. Jason had walked out on Lana at about the same time Chloe had discovered the truth about her mother. While talking one late night at the Talon, Lana had melted into her arms and the two friends consoled each other as lovers.

But the situation was getting out of control. Lana wanted to be with her all of the time and when they weren’t together, she wanted Chloe within easy reach. Even though they had agreed to a no strings, physical relationship only, Chloe instinctively knew that Lana was incapable of such a thing, but still she kept the lie going.

With Lana there are always strings, she thought to herself as she sat up in her bed. Lana hugged her from behind and kissed her shoulder.

“Do you have to go?” Lana sing-songed.

“Work calls,” Chloe said, grabbing her clothes and putting them on as fast as she could.

“Stay a bit longer,” she said, running her hand over Chloe’s breast.

“I can’t, Lana,” she said, throwing her shirt over her head and reaching for her jacket. She stood in front of the mirror and scrunched her hair as best she could, applying a small coat of lip gloss as she smacked her lips.

“Will I see you later?” Lana asked.

“Lana, remember what we agreed.”

“I know, I know….no ties. But I want to see you again soon and you never call.”

“I’ll call,” Chloe assured her, pecking her on the lips as she prepared to leave.

“Good,” Lana said as Chloe walked out of the bedroom.

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As she prepared to make a quick exit, she saw Lex stepping out of his parked car. Dressed casually but with his natural sharpness, she noted his Armani outfit with admiration.

The man could wear a towel rag and make it look like couture.

“Chloe? What are you doing here so early?”

“I do live in this town, Lex,” she said.

“Did you sleep over at Lana’s again.

She couldn’t keep the smile off her face and had to stop herself from laughing as she replied, “Yeah, that’s it…..a sleepover.”

Lex wasn’t buying it, but he said nothing. “And where are you headed now?”

“This week’s Torch goes to print tonight and I still have some red marks to pick up,” she said, “so I’m sorry to be abrupt, but I need to get going.”

“Can I drive you?”

She walked right up to him and brought the volume of her voice to a husky slur, “Tempting, but I think I’d rather drive myself.”

He was immobile as he became aware of her sexual insinuation. Something was very different about Chloe lately, but he had not been able to pinpoint it. Watching the amusement in her eyes, Lex smiled at her but said nothing. The scent of her light perfume ignited his senses.

Samsara by Guerlain, supposedly the scent of passion.

“Well, I won’t keep you,” he said, as she inched by him, brushing his arm with her shoulder.

Turning her head as she walked away, she mouthed ‘bye’ as she waved coquettishly, sashaying her way to her red car. She hoped he was still watching her and to confirm it, she took her keys out of her pocket and looked over at him as she unlocked her car.

And he’s still watching. Curious, Lex? So am I.

Lex’s eyes were locked on the rapidly dimming picture of Chloe driving away in her car. She was deliberately baiting him, but what was far more disturbing to him was that it was having an effect on him. His curiosity was piqued as he wondered if he dared push her to see how far she was willing to go.

It’s probably another teenage test of will, he thought to himself, but I'll show her a valuable lesson.

He opened up the Talon and deposited the papers he’d come to leave. Chloe was still on his mind and before ringing Lana, he walked out of the Talon and made his way to Smallville High.

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After parking his car, Lex reached for his phone when he saw two figures in the distance, heading towards the field entrance for the gym. He recognized Chloe, but had no idea who the other person was. Walking out of the car, he followed them into the gymnasium.

Lex was a few steps behind them, when he saw Chloe grab her male companion by the hair and pull him down for a kiss. He was speechless when he saw what she did next. As she continued to french kiss this pseudo-grunge wannabe, he saw her hand going into the guy’s pants.

“God, Chloe, anybody could see us.”

“So what?” she replied, as Lex felt his blood pressure skyrocket, “Isn’t that part of the turn-on. It turns me on.”

Lex watched in furious arousal as the unnamed bastard began undoing Chloe’s pants and pulling them down to her ankles.

She’s a natural blonde, Lex noted, with a raised eyebrow.

Turning over and bending over a chair, Chloe’s man toy proceeded to ram himself into her body as Lex listened to the sounds of her excited growl. Grabbing her breasts from behind, it took the guy only a few rather unimpressive thrusts before he expired. Chloe’s face registered her dissatisfaction.

“Chloe, I-“

“Don’t worry about it, Craig,” she said angrily, “I don’t review bad performances. Just go.”

He left as he’d been commanded, fixing himself up as Lex ducked to the side of the entryway. Chloe adjusted her shirt and did up her pants, angrily stomping towards the entryway now serving as Lex’s hideaway. As she walked through, she turned her head and looked straight at him. He stared at her intently as they stood, eyes locked, with neither one wanting to be the first to talk.

Chloe couldn’t help but laughing as eyes looked him over from head to foot. Lex was curious about what that carnal expression on her face could be taken to mean.

Are you wondering if I’m better than that pathetic loser? Don’t bother asking. The question’s moot.

He continued to watch as his silence amused her. Finally, she shook her head and nodded her head at him, “Did you enjoy that?”

“Not particularly and neither did you by the looks of it.”

“He’s had better days,” she laughed, “and I’ve had better lays. It happens.”

“So this is the kind of activity you’re interested in now?”

She walked right up to him and whispered, “You have no idea what activities I’m into, Lex, so don’t judge me too harshly yet.”

“Fascinating. I didn’t know bad sex needed defending.”

Chloe laughed as she walked back into the school. “Well, I hope you were adequately entertained, but I do have to get to work. Try to wait this time until I’m sufficiently at a distance before checking out my ass.”

“I wasn’t doing that before," he said, realizing his verbal mistake too late.

She brought her face near to his and quickly pulled away. “Right.” Sassily, she walked away and towards the Torch offices.

His eyes followed the contours of her body as his lips broke out into a crooked smile. “Right,” he said to himself.
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Music credit:

“Fuck and Run”, music & lyrics, Liz Phair

[asharnanae]

:devil: ohhhh interesting!!!!!! me likey!! MORE PLEASE!

[autumngold]

What is Chloe thinking? Her and Lana? :puke: I hope that Lex saves her quickly from herself!! :yay: :chlexsign3: :yay:

[buddyfozzy]

Chloe with Lana? Ewww! :puke: :puke:

[kitten]

:yay:

You put me to shame once again. One story down and another one started in less than half a day.

*hangs head, slinks away*

*sneaks back to wait for new chapter*

[Queen Of Tact]

Another fic already!!!! Gee are u trying to put me in must have crankychick update overload mode...... Love this so far even with Chloe/Lana adds a nice twist *looks around at everyone looking at her* What you all know I'm sick....


I can't wait for more hon.....


CC

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Chloe's got a job. Lex gets another eyeful. Lana's getting too possessive)

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Chapter 2
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Gabe was out of town attending a symposium on environmental awareness in Houston and Chloe was planning on taking advantage of the fact she was parentless for a long and soon-to-be delicious weekend.

Take me now, baby, as I am
Hold me close, try and understand
Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe
Love is a banquet on which we feed

Patti Smith was her soundtrack into aggressiveness and whenever she needed a dose of musical encouragement, her music always sent Chloe into a state of thinking that she was strong….she could do anything or be anything. Adjusting the buckle of her leather pants, she took a look at herself in the mirror. Underneath her leather jacket, she wore a simple purple silk camisole with a pendant necklace. The leather pants were an indulgence, brought on by the luck of having both herself and Gabe gainfully employed. On her head, she placed the black Louise Brooks wig that complimented the dark tone she was adorning that evening.

Come on now, try and understand
The way I feel under your command
Take my hand, come under cover
They can't hurt you now

Applying kohl liner to her eyes, she thought back to the other week with Lex. Those eyes that were cold distance one moment and warm inquiry the next fascinated her, but she wanted to take her time. She had enough on her plate with the neediness of Lana and the infatuation of a certain singer she’d been flirting on and off with. Weekends, Chloe worked the floor at Dregs – an underground rock club that had opened in Metropolis – as a hostess. The club had no liquor license, but anyone within distance who wanted to hear excellent live music gladly gave up alcohol for a few hours at Dregs.

With love we sleep, with doubt the vicious circle turns, and burns
Without you, I cannot live, forgive the yearning burning
I believe in love too real to feel, take me now, take me now, take me now

Ah, those lyrics. She could almost imagine being taken by Lex, who she thought would have none of the sexual inertia of the nitwit Craig she’d finally dumped that morning. Lana, though good in bed, really wasn’t what she was looking for long term. Just the though of Lex Luthor next to her skin, between her legs was a thousand times better than the pity fucks she’d thrown Craig’s direction. Her nipples hardened as she remembered the look on Lex’s face as she’d walked away from him that afternoon.

Janis, you said it best. I need a man to love me.

“Maybe love’s too strong a word,” she said to her reflection in the mirror.

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As she was driving into Metropolis, her phone rang.

“It’s me,” Lana greeted, “I thought you were stopping by today.”

Naturally, because heaven forbid I have plans that don’t involve you.

“I’m working Dregs tonight, baby. I told you that earlier.”

“Can I stop by?”

“Distance, Lana. Let’s try to respect it.”

“Fine,” she said huffily, “but how about tomorrow.”

“I’ll see what I can do, Ok? I’ve got to – don’t have my earpiece and can’t afford a ticket.”

She happily hung up the phone and accelerated, thankful that Lana was temporarily sated with the vague promise of doing something tomorrow. This was getting out of hand – Lana was calling her at least five times a day and stopping by both Dregs and the Torch whenever she felt like it. For someone who didn’t want the small town to know she was a lesbian, Lana really didn’t understand the concept of discretion.

“I’ve got to put an end to this and fast,” she said out loud to herself.

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Lex waited around the corner from the crowd that waited behind a rope to get admittance into Dregs. He’d seen a woman the weekend before go into this place that looked exactly like Chloe and he had to confirm his suspicion. Using a connection LexCorp had at the SSA, he traced Chloe’s social security number to this place. She definitely worked there; he knew that for certain.

He watched as her red car pulled up into the driveway and a dark-haired woman stepped out the car. Though he had trouble believing it was her, the moment he saw her smile and greet another woman, Lex knew it was Chloe.

She’s dressed as a vamp – sexy, but understated.

Lex tossed the cigarette he’d been smoking to the curb as he watched Chloe exchange an overly friendly kiss with the woman she’d greeted before. Shocked, he saw her delicately lick the woman’s lip and then throw her head back in peals of laughter.

Now’s as good a time as ever for a little surprise.

Catlike and precise, he walked towards her until he was standing directly behind her. With measured movement, he placed his hand on her shoulder. Chloe turned around and smiled at him.

“Lex? What a surprise! I didn’t know this club was your scene.”

“I was thinking the same thing about you,” he said, eyeing the woman standing next to Chloe as she snaked her hand around Chloe’s waist and eyed him jealously.

“Carla,” Chloe said, removing the woman’s hand as Lex smirked, “I’ll be back. Come on – I’ll show you in.”

She walked Lex over to the back entrance. He eyed the new look….the clothing and especially the very appealing leather pants, that coincidentally matched his own. Chloe turned her head to look at him as he raised his eyes to her face.

“Still admiring the view?” she teased.

“I can’t say you don’t look good……very good, Chloe.”

“Wow, an admission of admiration. My heart’s all aflutter.”

“What’s happened to you?” he asked.

“Tonight, just a new look,” she said, brushing off his question, “in general, let’s say I’ve had enough. I’ve turned over the proverbial new leaf.”

“Are you happy this way?”

“Happiness comes in many degrees,” she said, looking away as she knocked on the door.

“A telling statement,” he answered, as they were let in. Chloe removed her jacket and took his trench, placing both on the coat room counter. She nodded at the girl and took a ticket. Lex got a good look at what she was wearing.

Purple. My favorite color on a vamp.

“You like?” she said with a wink.

“What if I said I did?” he said, testing her.

Chloe was taken aback for a moment, but merely made a ‘tsk’ sound and shook her head. “Then we might be in for a good time, but I don’t expect you would say that.”

Lex stood closer to her – about an inch from her face – and asked again, “Again, what if I did?”

“Then I might let you.”

He ran the palm of his hand down her naked arm and purred, “Let me what?”

“Do what your eyes want to do, but what you’ll deny yourself regardless.”

Lex touched the side of her face as he inhaled the scent of her. “You’re playing with fire.”

Coldly, she stood her ground. “I won’t burn.”

He was incensed. She stuck her chin out defiantly and put her hands on her back, leaning against the wall. “Lex, how do you know you’re not the one playing with fire here?”

“I don’t, but I must say the answer to that is intriguing.”

“This would be a great moment to kiss me, you know.”

“Possibly.”

“So naturally you won’t.”

“No.”

“Then color me gone,” she said, moving to walk away from him. Lex trapped her with his legs. Rubbing his body against hers, Chloe could feel his hardness against her stomach and the familiar tingle traveled through her bloodstream straight into her pussy. His proximity reduced her to liquid.

Lex looked down and saw her nipples, erect, pushing against the thin material of her shirt. With the tip of his fingers, he brushed the hardened tips, listening to the small pant Chloe emitted.

“You’ve piqued my curiosity,” he said through ragged breath.

“If that’s what you need to call it,” she said, her heart racing.

“Are you frightened of me?”

“No,” she grumbled, “why should I be?”

“Because you’re igniting the sexual fires of a man you don’t know.”

“I know enough.”

“I want you.”

Chloe felt her heart catch in her throat. “Prove it”, she dared.

As he leaned in towards her, Chloe felt as though she was drowning. His lips pressed against hers as his hands traveled the small of her back, his fingers reaching down to her buttocks. Moving his hands down to her buttocks slowly, he grabbed her and pushed her closer to his body, his erection throbbing and growing on her stomach as his tongue teased her throat.

He pulled away and smiled at her. “Not bad. At least you know how to give a kiss, I’ll give you that.”

Infuriated by his sudden cockiness, she pushed away from him. “We’ll I’ve had better and I’ve got to go.”

Lex grabbed her arm. “I’m warning you, Chloe, I’m not leaving.”

“Planning on watching me again, Lex?”

“Why are you planning on doing something.”

“Not something,” she said,” someone. I’ll slip you a note, in case you’re in voyeur mode

“I look forward to it,” he laughed. Chloe walked away as the smile faded from his lips.
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At eleven, during the middle of a set, the note she promised arrived.

Now. Coat room in back. Tread gently.

He grinned as he stood from the table he’d been seated at and made his way to the coat room. The little game was over and she’d finally learn her lesson. Lex was sure of it.

He could not have been more wrong, for in the coat room he watched three intertwined bodies. Chloe was in the middle, Carla from before on the left and an unknown man on the right. Lex watched in astonishment as Carla’s hands went in Chloe’s pants and the man grabbed her breasts from behind.

Sheepishly, she looked in his direction and smiled.

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

Infuriated, but aroused he watched as Carla brought her lips to Chloe’s breasts, quickly moving down her body and pulling down her pants. When she put her mouth on Chloe’s pussy, Lex reached down and grabbed his cock through his pants.

Wrong, so wrong.

The man began suckling Chloe’s breast as the woman fingered her, Chloe’s head hung back in pleasure. As he watched, her scream of climax was swallowed by the sounds of the music playing on stage. Chloe pulled Carla and the man together and began to walk away.

She’d adjusted her clothing by the time Lex caught up to her at the left hand side of the coat check area. Smiling and incredibly pleased with herself, she wasn’t prepared for Lex’ jealous stance.

“What the hell were you doing with those people?”

“Wasn’t it obvious? I could go in and do it again, if you like.”

“Why did you do that?”

“The show you got last time was so inferior; I thought you deserved a better one.”

“Do you even know them or are you into random fucks now?”

“We’re good friends…..well, Carla and I are. Matt and I are only mildly acquainted.”

“You planned this, didn’t you? When I kissed you before, you already had this in mind.”

“Yes.”

“Why make me come watch you?”

“For fun. Mine and yours.”

“I’m not into watching that sort of thing, Chloe.”

She fingered the outline of his still hardened cock. “Yes, you are,” she laughed.

“Chloe, stop,” he said.

Pulling her hand away, she stepped away from him and began to walk away. “Pretend all you want, Lex, but you like me this way…..you want me this way.”

“You’re only a child,” he said, attempting to put some distance between them.

“Aren’t we all?” Chloe turned and walked back towards the main table seating area. Lex lost sight of her as she was enveloped in a sea of similarly dark clothed patrons.

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Music Credit:

“Because the Night,” music & lyrics, P. Smith & B. Springsteen

[kitten]

1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . .

Was that a threesome or a foursome? Lex was getting some touch as well. I'm calling it a foursome.

:drool:

Excellent as usual, and I'm confident I'll like the rest just as much.

[autumngold]

I'm hoping that Chloe soon realizes that she shouldn't play that way with Lex. Hopefully he'll show her soon!! Thanks for the update!! :yay: :chlexsign3: :yay:

[buddyfozzy]

Lex is definately going to get her back for this...I hope Chloe is prepared! :devil: :devil:

:worship2: :yay2: :worship2: :yay2:

[asharnanae]

:biggrin: Give the write a prize I LOVE YOU!!! :drool: but can someone hand me a drool mop please! :yay:

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Lex gets a present from Chloe. Chloe’s had enough of Lana, but Pink won’t accept it. Clark suspects Lana’s crush.)

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Chapter 3
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Baby did a bad, bad thing,
baby did a bad, bad thing.

As Chloe worked the floor throughout the night, Lex followed her with his eyes. She knew he watched her and on a few occasions, he felt her brush close to him, touching his shoulder but never lingering long. The music played on and Lex had to admit that Matt, Chloe’s playmate from before, had a good voice. They did a punk version of an old Chris Isaak song as Lex smoked an illicit cigarette.

I wonder if Chloe will bust me for smoking.

Seeming to read his mind, she took the cigarette from his hand and sat next to him at his table. Puffing smoke in his direction, she looked at him with amusement and said, “That’s against the rules, Lex.”

“So are many of the things done here, I imagine.”

“Good generalization. Now, don’t let me catch you smoking in here again.”

“Or what? You’ll spank me?”

“Dream on, Luthor. But I’ll be nice. I’ve got a little present for you.” She motioned to someone with her hand and Lex turned her head. A tall, slender young woman stood behind him smiling at Chloe. Lex recognized her as the woman Chloe had been with earlier that night.

“Lex, this is my friend Carla. I believe you’ve….seen her around.”

Carla bent down and kissed Lex on the cheek as sat motionless and watched the evil spark in Chloe’s eyes. He was transfixed by this sexually aggressive woman, but despite her bravado, he recognized the distance she kept from me.

You’ll provide me with a woman to keep yourself away from me. Chloe, your defenses are up.

“Join us,” he instructed Carla, his eyes still locked on Chloe.

“I thought we might have some fun,” Chloe said, “and the club’s closing in less than an hour.”

“What are you proposing?”

“A simple trade,” she replied, “You’ve watched me…..twice, no? Now it’s my turn.”

You ever toss and turn,
you’re lying awake and thinking about the one you love?
I don't think so.
You ever close your eyes you’re making believe you’re holding the one you’re dreaming of?

“Is that what you really want, Chloe,” he drawled seductively, “to watch and not play?”

“Yes,” she said without hesitation, “for now, it is.”

For now, but I’ll accept that open invitation.

“Once we do this,” he warned, “there’s no turning back, you realize.”

“Disclaimer accepted,” she laughed, “I’m a big girl, Lex. This isn’t my first time in mixed sexual company.

“Don’t be so sure.”

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The threesome drove to Lex’s Metropolis apartment and made their way inside the building, after turning over the car to the valet. In the elevator, Chloe watched with haunting eyes as Lex devoured Carla’s mouth, his hands sliding over the woman’s exposed midriff. Her eyes jumped when she saw his fingers on the loops of Carla’s jeans, lightly touching the bare skin of her waist.

All the while, looked over at Chloe to make sure her eyes were on him.

All the while, she pushed him by wordlessly demanding that he not stop.

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In Lex’s bedroom, Chloe accommodated herself by dragging a chair to the corner, removing her jacket and sitting down. Lex removed his shirt as Carla removed her jeans. As he was about to take off his pants, Chloe motioned for him to stop.

“No,” she instructed, “You do it, Carla.”

The woman smiled as she did what she was told. Lex looked over at Chloe, wondering what kind of hold she exerted over the woman currently bending towards him and undressing him.

Lex was fully nude and Chloe appraised the firm, muscular body. She licked her lips approvingly and muttered, “Very nice.”

Carla removed her bra as Lex took off her panties and they fell back onto the bed. On her back, Carla stretched her arms above her head as Lex bent his head towards her small, pert breasts. Taking them in his hands, he licked one pointed nipple as Chloe smiled and sighed. Lex looked up to see Chloe touch her own breasts.

These are nice, but I liked yours better.

“Keep going,” she whispered, when she saw him stop. Trailing kisses from breast to breast, Lex cupped Carla’s buttocks in his hands and worked his way to her waist, trailing circles around her belly button. She arched her back and groaned as his tongue connected with the wetness of her pussy. Lex spread her legs and began to tease her, opening her with his hands and dipping his tongue in and out of her opening, mimicking with his mouth the thrusting actions of a cock. Chloe’s heart pumped faster as she grabbed her breasts. Once again, their eyes locked. From underneath a pillow, he took out a condom, ripped it open with his teeth and slid it on.

Positioning himself in a kneeling position, Lex took Carla’s legs and placed them around his hips. His eyes were fixed on Chloe’s as he thrust inside.

This will be soon you soon. It should be you now.

Chloe felt her skin flush red as she watched Lex thrust slowly into Carla’s body, his buttocks clenching and unclenching with the force of his actions. Eagerly, she watched as he lifted the woman onto her upper back and grabbed hold of her hips, pistoning angrily into her body. Carla screamed in delight.

Lex didn’t stop until he himself came and immediately rolled off her body. Nude and glistening with sweat, he sat at the edge of the bed, his back facing the wall.

Did you like that?

Chloe once again licked her lips and smiling appraisingly at him.

I think I’m going to enjoy this…….enjoy him.

Carla slid off the bed and began to dress. Kissing Chloe as she slipped her shirt over her head, Lex watched as the two women whispered inaudible words. Carla smiled at him and walked out of the bedroom.

“How did you make her do that?”

“Carla likes pleasing me,” she said, “but more to the point, how did I make you?”

“You didn’t make me do anything I haven’t done already.”

“I gathered that.”

“Come here,” he beckoned. She got up and walked towards him, straddling him as she sat atop his naked body. Lex grabbed the back of her head, and brought her face towards his. Their faces were separated by a mere inch of sexually charged space.

“Do you often like to watch?”

“Yes.”

“Did you like watching me?”

“Very much.”

“Why didn’t you leave with Carla?”

“I wanted to see what you’d do next.”

“Such as this,” he said, slipping his hand underneath her top. Chloe wore no bra underneath and he freely explored her breast, pulling her taunt nipple as he listened to her groan.

Chloe was alarmed by the jolt she felt as his skin met hers and she attempted to get off him, but Lex flipped her over until he was atop her. With fast precision, he lifted her shirt over her breasts and bent his mouth to her nipples.

“Is this what you wanted?” he questioned, his teeth lightly biting her right nipple.

“Yes,” she said. Lex moved his head to her other breast and repeated his actions. Without warning, he stopped and rolled off her.

“I aim to please,” he said, smiling as he lay on his back.

She breathed heavily and glared at him, lifting herself off the bed. Lex sat up and grabbed her by the waist, crushing her mouth with his lips. Chloe brought her hands to his shoulder and surrendered for a minute, but eventually pushed him away.

“That’s enough,” she said, walking away from him. She gathered her jacket from the floor where it had fallen to and raced out of his apartment.

“For now,” Lex laughed, lying back on the bed, in partial satisfaction.
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The following Monday at school, Chloe did her best to avoid Lana. She had not followed through on her promise to get together on Sunday and knew that Lana wasn’t going to be pleased about it. Chloe had almost succeeded, until she realized she’d forgotten her copy of The Decameron for English class and had to rush to her locker to get it.

Naturally, with her luck, she ran right into Lana.

“You never called,” she reproached.

“I never said it was definite.”

“Why are you so difficult?” Lana argued. “You never want to spend any time with me.”

“Alright, that’s enough,” Chloe said, pulling her towards a more private corner in the corridor. “We said this would be a casual thing…..no strings, no ties, just some physical fun. You’re turning it into a relationship.”

“I hoped you’d changed your mind.”

“Well, I haven’t. And your possessiveness is freaking me out. I think we need to end this.”

“Chloe, no!” Lana replied, raising her voice as she touched Chloe’s face with her hand. “I’m sorry……I promise to tone it down.”

“No, Lana, this has gotten way out of hand. I think it’s best for both of us if we just call it quits now.”

Lana’s eyes began to tear. Unbeknownst to them both, Clark was about to walk around the corner where they stood. “Chloe, you can’t leave me. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Just as Clark passed by, he caught a glance of Lana’s heartbroken look at Chloe as Chloe removed Lana’s hand from her face and walked away.

What the hell?
~~~~~~~~~~

Music Credit:

“Baby did a Bad Bad Thing,” performed by Chris Isaak

[kitten]

:devil:

*watches as Clark Kent explodes, and all that is left is a few scraps of flannel and the lunch his mother packed*

Lex should work much harder to impress Chloe before she goes to his bed. I want her to string him along for a good while before she jumps him.

[buddyfozzy]

Originally posted by nonky@Dec 22 2004, 09:40 PM
Lex should work much harder to impress Chloe before she goes to his bed. I want her to string him along for a good while before she jumps him.
I agree, it needs to be drawn out a little longer. :devil: :devil: :devil:

[crankychick]

You can count on Lex bringing game to the Chloe seduction. This fic's all about the psychological play between the two. Oh, and I'll be torturing Lana.....a lot. :devil: :devil:

[kitten]

:popdevil:

BWA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!

It's a little early in the day to be laughing maniacally, but I'm on vacation.

[buddyfozzy]

Originally posted by crankychick@Dec 22 2004, 10:08 PM
Oh, and I'll be torturing Lana.....a lot.
YAY!! :yay: :yay2: :yay: :yay2: :yay: :yay2: :yay: :yay2:

[Thessaly]

(crankychick @ Dec 22 2004, 10:08 PM)
Oh, and I'll be torturing Lana.....a lot.

Well, you've made my day. Send her to the world without shrimp after you're done torturing her.

I'd join nonky in laughing maniacally but some of us have to work over Christmas. It'll keep.

Thessaly

[autumngold]

Chloe's stronger than me!! If naked Lex was near me, I'd have pushed Carla aside and had my way with him!! Thanks for torturing Lana!! Post more soon!! :biggrin: :chlexsign1: :biggrin:

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Clark is suspicious of Chloe. Lex watches Chloe dance. Lana continues to get rejected by Chloe and begins to spy on her)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 4
~~~~~~~~~

I just don't know what to do tonight,
My head is aching as I drink and breathe
Memory falls like cream in my bones, moving on my own.

Music blasting, Chloe corrected story proofs and marked them for fact-checking, working furiously at her desk to get it all done on time. Maybe her patience level was lower than usual, but she just couldn’t seem to concentrate on any task for more than a few minutes at a time. Running her hands through her hair as she dropped her pen, she decided to call it quits.

There must be something I can dream tonight,
The air is filled with the moves of you,
All the fire is frozen yet still I have the will, ooh, ah.

Trumpets, violins, I hear them in the distance
And my skin emits a ray, but I think it's sad, it's much too bad
That our friends can't be with us today.

Chloe walked outside to student parking and unlocked her car, pulling out a pack of cigarettes she kept in the glove compartment. She promised herself it wasn’t going to become a habit, but as the tension built up inside her head, she needed a small jolt. Caffeine was cutting it lately.

It’s goddamn Lana, that’s what it is. A week and she still follows me around with puppy dog eyes, calling me every hour on the hour.

She sat on her car and puffed away, looking at the ground at the approaching figure of Clark.

“Chloe, are you smoking?”

“No, it’s a figment of your imagination,” she deadpanned. “I needed a break.”

“Since when you do smoke?”

“I’ll check my calendar and get back to you.”

“You’re testy today.”

“Testy? You’re a bit young to be using the word ‘testy’, Clark.”

“Sorry, don’t bite my head off.”

“Didn’t mean to,” she said, dropping her cigarette to the ground and jumping off her car in time to stomp it out, “I’ve just got a lot on mind.”

“Speaking of which, I need to ask you something.”

Color me not surprised.

“What is it, Clark?”

“What’s the deal with you and Lana? Did you have a fight or something?”

“Let’s call it something and leave it at that,” Chloe replied, rolling her eyes in his direction.

Clark was taken aback by her dismissive response. “Something’s up.”

Boldly, she looked straight at his groin and sighed, “Not bloody likely, but ah well.”

He began to blush as he scratched his head in bewilderment. “You haven’t been drinking any strange beverages lately, have you?”

“No, and I’m not possessed by the spirit of a dead witch either, Clark. I’m just overworked and cranky. Not every bad mood has a supernatural origin.”

“Come on, seriously, what’s the deal with you and Lana.”

“Do you really want to know, Clark?” she said, baiting him as she stroked his still-flush face.

“Yes,” he answered, pulling slightly away from her.

Chloe laughed and began to walk away, “Then ask her, cheri, and see what she says.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Only an hour to go until it was time to go home.

It had been a busy Saturday at Dregs, with a larger than average crowd and Chloe was helping bus a few tables to help close up the place. As she shuttled back and forth from table to kitchen, her phone began to ring.

Dammit, not again!

“Chloe, hello,” Lana said on the other end.

“Hello, Lana. I’m working. Can’t talk for long.”

“I need to see you tonight. Come over after your shift.”

“Lana, I told you before, that’s not going to happen. It’s over.”

“No, it’s not. I need you and I know you need me.”

“Really? I think I’m fine and you just need to let go. Calling me less than seven times a day might do the trick.”

“Are you seeing someone else?”

“Lana, I’m always seeing someone else. You know that.”

“Is it another girl?”

“I’m not answering that.”

“It is! You bitch! You’ve been cheating on me!”

“We were never a steady thing and you know that.”

“I’m coming over.”

“Don’t waste your time…and I’ll be gone by the time you get here.”

“Wait for me.”

“No.”

“Chloe, please.”

“Leave me alone. God!”

Chloe grabbed the plastic container full of dirty glasses and brought them into the kitchen, smiling at Carla who was doing the same thing. Matt had proposed that they go over to Floyd’s, the only 24 hour diner within a ten block radius to unwind, and she was about to agree to it when she walked back to the table area to find Lex waiting for her.

Folks, it’s time for round 2.

“You’re a little late,” she said, walking over to the table he sat at.

“I’m after a different sort of entertainment.”

“Lex, I’m shocked. No brunettes at your disposal tonight?”

“That appetite’s been sated tonight, but thanks for inquiring. Your interest is noted.”

Chloe rolled her eyes and walked away from him to retrieve her coat and purse. He placed a hand on her shoulders and stopped her in her tracks. His eyes followed the contours of her body, admiring the brown leather pants and midriff exposing tuxedo shirt she wore.

“I like you in leather pants,” he commented, his hand on her thigh.

“Your interest is noted,” she bit back with a laugh. He laughed along with her.

“I have to get my things,” she said, “and I’ve had a long night.”

“Let’s make it a bit longer,” he said, pulling out a CD, “since I know you’re a classic rock fan.”

Her eyes slitted in suspicious curiousity. “What devilish activity do you have planned?”

“Dance for me,” he whispered into her hear. Chloe’s eyes closed and her lips parted as she felt his breath on her cheek.

“Under one condition,” she insisted, “you don’t touch me.”

“That’s a hard rule,” he slurred, running his hand along her exposed waist. “Are you sure you’ll be able to comply?”

“The rule’s not applicable to me,” she revealed, “I can touch you….if I want. You, however, cannot touch me.”

“Tease.”

“Not negotiable.”

“Accepted.”

“Meet me out front. I’ll go get my things.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

She’d be damned if she was going to take no for an answer. Lana was already on her way to Metropolis when she’d called Chloe and had planned her commute so that she’d be just in time to meet her when her shift ended.

Lana was not prepared, though, to see her get into Lex’s Porsche and drive away with him into the night.

”That son of a bitch,” she said out loud, “so this is who Chloe’s playing with now.”

Gripping the steering wheel tightly, Lana felt like throttling them both with her bare hands. How dare Chloe make a fool of her like this! She’d done nothing, damn it….nothing to deserve being unceremoniously dumped for Lex!

This isn’t over, Chloe. I’m keeping my eye on you from now on.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Sit there,” she instructed, “after you dim the lights. I’ll see to the music.”

Lex pressed the dimmer to bring the lights to mid-level and sat on his couch. On their drive over, he’d handed the CD to Chloe and requested that she dance one particular song for him.

She’d smiled and stated, “It’s a good one. I like it, but remember the rules.”

He got comfortable and watched her as she approached him, all in tune to the music.

I'm a spy in the house of love
I know the dream, that you're dreamin' of
I know the word that you long to hear
I know your deepest, secret fear

Gyrating her hips as she touched hand to arm, she got closer to him. Chloe briefly rubbed his face with her hand, following that motion with the removal of her shirt. Clad in a lacy black bra and leather pants, she did a little spin and sat on his lap.

I'm a spy in the house of love
I know the dream, that you're dreamin' of
I know the word that you long to hear
I know your deepest, secret fear

In a flash, she was off him as Lex noticeably sucked in a deep breath. Maliciously, she placed her bare foot on the swelling hardness in his pants. His hands lay immobile on both sides of his body, as he struggled to control the urge to pull her towards him and instigate an entirely different dance.

I know everything
Everything you do

Chloe got close to him again as she undid the button of her pants and slowly slid the zipper down. She shimmied until the pants slid down her body and ran her hands over the front of her matching lace black thong. Turning around to the beat of the song, she looked over her shoulder at Lex as she gave herself a playful smack on the butt.

Everywhere you go
Everyone you know

She sat on his lap again and removed her bra, dangling it within inches of his face before throwing it to the side. Placing her hands over his own, she danced to the rhythm of the music on his lap, his erection swelling underneath the pulsations of her slender buttocks.

I know your deepest, secret fear
I'm a spy, I can see
What you do
And I know

Faster and faster, her hips moved atop him in a circular motion. He clenched his hands on the sofa as Chloe teased his cock with her dance. In a sudden movement, she turned around and straddled him, rubbing him intimately with her black lace clad pussy. Lex’s brow was covered in sweat.

“I ….can’t believe…..what you’re doing,” he panted, his hands rising inches from where they were clenching the couch, towards her buttocks.

Out of the corner of her eye, she watched him and chastised his action. “Don’t fucking touch me, Lex.”

“Don’t use that word.”

“What?” she whispered into his ear. “Fuck?”

“God,” he said, throwing his head back.

“I like that word,” she said.

“And I like these,” he said, clutching her full breasts in his hands.

“Lex, you broke the rule,” she said, laughing.

“Not technically. The song is over. The rule applied to a dance performed while the song was on. Both have ended.”

What a stickler for the rules.

“Bad, bad boy,” she scolded, as she got to her feet and grabbed her pants. Lex made no move to stop her.

“All you wanted was a dance?” she asked, as she zipped up her pants.

Lex handed her back her bra and nodded, “Call it a testing of the waters.”

“Tut, tut,” she mocked, “and this will make the second night you get turned on…..and not fulfilled.”

“I’ve had worse.”

She watched him curiously as she walked over to where he sat again, and got on her knees.

“Chloe, no-“

She placed her hand on his mouth and shook her head. Undoing his pants, she took his cock in her hands and began to pump him slowly, teasing the head of his shaft with her lips. Chloe watched as Lex grabbed her head and guided her motion, her head bobbing faster as his excitement intensified.

“Chloe……Chloe,” he repeated, his haunting, nightly mantra.

Deeply, she took him in her throat as he clenched his fists. Grabbing his balls and squeezing gently, she felt his release and swallowed the warm juices, her tongue wiping his shaft clean.

Without a word, she watched him and smiled to herself. She finished dressing and tried to make a fast getaway, but was stopped by Lex. Pulling her into his embrace, he kissed her deeply, tasting himself on her lips and tongue, the sensation arousing him all the more.

“I wanted the taste of you in my mouth,” she panted, as he kissed her neck. “to take a part of you with me.”

“Stay,” he breathed.

“No,” she replied, “not tonight.”

Kissing him once more, she put on her jacket as she rushed out of his apartment.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Music Credits”

“Elegie” music & lyrics, Patti Smith
“The Spy,” performed by Jim Morrison and The Doors

[hickchick]

that was so hot! :drool:

but i must have more. please update soon!

[autumngold]

Lana is psycho!! She'd better not do anything to Lex!! Thanks for the great update!! More soon please!! :yay: :chlexsign3: :yay:

[Queen Of Tact]

sweetie i love it..... and yes i agree Lana is crazy...... I can't wait for more, this is great I don't know how ur coming up with all this.......



CC

[asharnanae]

:biggrin: now thats a chappy!!!! :devil: :chlexsign2:

[buddyfozzy]

Damn, that was hot! :worship2: :yay: :worship2:

And Lana's a psycho bitch! :yay2: :yay2:

[ptite_mily]

Man that was hot! :yay: I love it! :yay:

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Chloe won’t sleep with Lex and he starts to get angry. Lana throws a jealous tantrum. Clark has a new crush)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 5
~~~~~~~~~

There’s no distraction to be found when an obsession takes root in one’s thoughts.

Analyzing profit and loss statements had little appeal for Lex Luthor on another monotonous Friday afternoon. Tossing the reports to the far right hand corner of his table, he twisted his chair around to look around and hopefully, clear his thoughts. For a week, nothing. Seven days of leaving messages for the silly girl and she wouldn’t call him back.

But I must say, it is a clever tactic. She denies me what I want and I want her all the more.

He finally decided to give up on trying to analyze Luthor Corp’s profit margin for that year’s third quarter. The figures melded all into one large number the longer he looked at them, teasing him and mocking him for his lack of concentration. He felt like a child who denied the privilege of his favorite toy, threw a tantrum at the people around him.

There were still his anonymous encounters, but he craved them less each day. He had the figure of Chloe Sullivan burned into his mind, etched into his olfactory memory by the bottle of Samsara he kept near him always. The scent…..her carnality……her lusty defiance left fingerprints that he could not wipe away.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“So Gabe’s away again?” asked Carla, as they prepared for another large crowd on a cold Friday night.

“Yeah. He needs to supervise several plants now that’s working as district manager. The travel’s tough on him, but he manages it.”

“I’m sorry about that. It sounds hard.”

“We get by.”

“Hey, whatever happened to that guy? You know – from the other night.”

“Lex,” Chloe said with a lascivious smile growing across her face, ”he’s fine, I guess.”

“Right. You went home with him last week. I’d say he’s more than fine.”

“Nothing happened.”

“Bullshit.”

“Alright, something happened,” she confessed, “but it didn’t – we didn’t..”

“You didn’t sleep together? Why?”

“Well, you know – my little problem.”

“Chloe,” Carla said, pulling her towards the corner leading towards the coat room, ”you still can’t…..with a man?”

“Dammit, Carla, you make it sound like a disease. It’s a perfectly normal condition that I’d rather not talk about. Chloe can’t have an orgasm with a man…..it sounds so pathetic.”

“I’m worried about you,” Carla said, “before you say it, yes, I understand the rules. No strings attached. I’ve always been fine with how we handle each other. I don’t believe in relationship shackles either.”

“That must be why you and Matt get along great.”

“He’s just using me to get back at his father,” Carla said with a shrug, “frankly, I’m getting sick of the whole situation.”

“Sick of Matt? It must be bad because he’s wicked hot.”

“Shit, this is going to be a long night. Boston Chloe’s playing the room.”

“Oh shut up!” Chloe laughed, smacking Carla on the butt just in time to catch Lana’s hateful glance.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The pretty brunette was lovely to look at, but was possibly the worst lay Lex had ever had. Fortunately for him, she was a quick dresser. Ruffled sheets and wrinkled clothes lay strewn over his bedroom floor, like innocent witnesses of a sexual defeat. He quickly dressed and escorted her to the door.

“Call me again,” she invited, but conversation wasn’t on the agenda. He nodded noncommittally and led to her to the lobby. Standing by the glass doors, he watched her enter the cab and rushed towards the valet.

He needed to see Chloe urgently.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Don’t get mad. I came with Clark to check out the club,” Lana insisted.

“Cut the crap, Lana. There are a half dozen clubs you could have gone to tonight. You picked this one because I’m here.”

“So what if I did? Afraid I’ll ruin your fun with that little bitch?”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“Your little model friend,” Lana added bitchily, “the one you’re obviously screwing.”

“For fuck’s sake, Lana, cut out the jealous fits. It’s over.”

“So you are screwing her? How long? How long has it been going on?”

“Calm down! You’re making a scene.”

“She has no tits!”

“Neither do you,” Chloe snarked, “now sit down and be quiet or get out.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Clark had gone to the coat check while Lana went to find Chloe. As soon as he’d gotten his ticket, he turned and walked towards the table seating, bumping into a tall, leggy brunette and nearly knocking down her tray. He was able to deftly save it and balanced it proudly on his hand.

“Hey, nice catch,” she said, smiling at him. Clark took in the olive-skinned beauty with dark brown eyes.

“Thanks,” he replied shyly, “I’m sorry I rushed you like that.”

“Well, saving my tray makes up for it,” she said, as Clark smiled back at her. She had the loveliest dimples he’d ever seen.

“It’s no problem,” Clark said, smiling as he handed it to her and stood facing her. She was tall and trim, dressed casually in low cut black jeans and a short midriff t shirt. “Do you know Chloe?”

“Yeah, sure,” she answered, “we work the same shift weekends. Are you a friend of hers?”

“Yes. My name’s Clark Kent.”

“So you’re Clark?” she said with a raise of her eyebrow. “She’s told me about you. I’m Carla.”

“Nice to meet you, Carla.”

“Same here, Clark, but I’ve got to run. My supervisor’s looking at me like he’s fixing for a yell.”

Carla placed her hand on his shoulder as she walked past him, and Clark felt the simple motion like a branding on his skin. He turned to watch her as she walked away.

Pretty. Very pretty.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine
Meltin' in a pot of thieves
Wild card up my sleeve
Thick heart of stone
My sins my own
They belong to me, me

The all girl band rocked to their cover version of a Patti Smith tune. Ordinarily, Chloe would have enjoyed it, but the sight of a fawning Lana and an oblivious Clark was too distracting. Standing by the coat room with her back to the door, she prayed for the end of the evening to come.

People say "beware!"
But I don't care
The words are just
Rules and regulations to me, me

A familiar hand crept around her waist as she felt a kiss planted on the nape of her neck. “Waiting for me. I’m touched.”

Lex. I’d know the touch of your hand anytime.

I-I walk in a room, you know I look so proud
I'm movin' in this here atmosphere, well, anything's allowed

“We’ve got company tonight,” she said, eyeing Lana and Clark’s table.

“Then follow me,” he purred, pulling her towards the corner until they were out of sight. He pulled her into his embrace as he bent down to kiss her. Kissing softly at first, they became entangled in each other, Chloe grabbing his face as Lex slipped his hands up and down her naked back.

Oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine
And I got this crazy feeling and then I'm gonna ah-ah make her mine
Ooh i'll put my spell on her

“Lex,” she said, breathing heavily as his hands cupped her buttocks. “We can’t….they’ll see.”

“Doesn’t that make it more thrilling?”

Furiously, she locked lips with him once again, her hands traveling to his buttocks as she mimicked his movement.

“They could ……walk over at any second,” she panted.

“Then let them,” he growled.

And I heard those bells chimin' in my heart
Going ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong.

“Have to…..work,” she said, kissing him continuously.

“Stay,” he commanded.

And you whispered to me and we took the big plunge
And oh. You were so good, oh, you were so fine

Chloe broke off the connection, and took a step backwards. “I have to go.”

“Don’t you always?” he bit back angrily.

And I gotta tell the world that I make her mine make her mine

“Will you stay?” she asked, pleading wordlessly for him to answer positively.

“If you’ll come home with me tonight.”

Chloe laughed and looked down. “I won’t sleep with you, Lex. Not tonight.”

His eyes grew dark as he pushed himself against her and Chloe’s back against the wall. “Why are you doing this to me? I want you, dammit, how many more tests do we have to go through?”

“It’s not a test-“

They locked eyes and Lex began to surmise the cause of her hesitation. “Is it because of the other women?”

“No,” she said, staring into his eyes.”

“Then it’s…..Chloe, something’s happened to you. Tell me what it is.”

“I can’t-“

“Then I can’t,” he countered, “if you want me, you know where to find me.”

“Fine,” she said coldly, walking away from him and towards the stage door.

Lex angrily flew through the club doors and walked out into the night, frustrated and aggravated.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Music Credit:

“Gloria” music & lyrics, Patti Smith

[kitten]

:tease:

Stupid Clark and Lana. Can they die in a drunken car crash as they're returning to Smallville?

I won't ask for anything else for Christmas . . . :puppyeyes:

[autumngold]

Originally posted by nonky@Dec 24 2004, 06:00 AM
:tease:

Stupid Clark and Lana. Can they die in a drunken car crash as they're returning to Smallville?

I won't ask for anything else for Christmas . . . :puppyeyes:
My thoughts exactly!! However, if Carla hooks up with Clark that leaves Chloe free for Lex!! :biggrin: Thanks for the update!! :yay: :chlexsign3: :yay:

[buddyfozzy]

Originally posted by autumngold+Dec 24 2004, 07:33 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (autumngold @ Dec 24 2004, 07:33 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-nonky@Dec 24 2004, 06:00 AM
:tease:

Stupid Clark and Lana. Can they die in a drunken car crash as they&#39;re returning to Smallville?

I won&#39;t ask for anything else for Christmas . . . :puppyeyes:
My thoughts exactly&#33;&#33; However, if Carla hooks up with Clark that leaves Chloe free for Lex&#33;&#33; :biggrin: Thanks for the update&#33;&#33; :yay: :chlexsign3: :yay: [/b][/quote]
Yeah, Clark could come in handy keeping Carla occupied. :yay: :biggrin: :biggrin: :yay:

[sydsvaughn]

i&#39;m all ready addicted and I SO need more&#33;&#33;

SaraC

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Clark’s bitten by the love bug. Chloe plays Lex expertly. Lana’s got a screw loose.)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 6
~~~~~~~~~

“Where did he go?” Carla asked, as Chloe stood by the door watching his Porsche disappear down the street.

“The prince returns to his tower,” she said, her monotone betraying the slightest hint of pain. “He wasn’t going to get what he wanted, so he hit the road.”

“Still won’t sleep with him?” Carla laughed, “God, how do manage. The man is….well.”

“I know,” Chloe said, blushing slightly, “remember, I was there.”

“You want him badly, don’t you?”

“Yes, I do,” she confessed, “but what he gets too easily, Lex Luthor is even quicker to discard. No, I’ve got to play my hand cautiously. Until he sleeps with me, he’ll be obsessed with me.”

“And afterwards?”

“We’ll both move on. Neither one of us wants or needs anything serious.”

“So why the hesitation?”

“Because I want him to remember me,” she admitted, “and the only way to do that is by prolonging the moment.”

“Chloe, I think you’re playing with fire. He looks at you as if he wants to possess you and you aren’t exactly indifferent.”

Chloe shook her head as they headed back into the main room. “It would never work.”

“I call bullshit,” Carla said, “upon two cowards.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After the evening’s entertainment was over, Lana and Clark were still hanging around. Chloe threw her heated looks, but would say nothing in front of Clark. If Lana wanted to play this stupid game, she was going to find herself playing alone.

“Hey,” Lana said, as Chloe cleaned up some tables. “Clark and I are headed back to Smallville. Are you going to be long?”

“I wouldn’t wait up,” Chloe said offhandedly, “besides, I’m staying over at Carla’s.”

“Chloe, why are you doing this?” she seethed, “Come home with me….we need to talk.”

“Fuck off, Lana,” Chloe said, taking her gear over to the bar and grabbing an empty container. “I don’t obey you.”

“I’ll rip her to shreds, I swear to God.”

“Go ahead,” Chloe dared, “and expose the whole world to your dirty, little secret. Lana Lang, world’s perfect princess as a deranged heartbroken lesbian.”

“You swore you wouldn’t tell anyone&#33;” she yelled, “how can you humiliate me like this?”

“I don’t have to do a thing,” Chloe said triumphantly, “hell, you do such a good job all on your own that I don’t need to bother.”

“Stop this.”

“Gladly, as soon as you leave."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Clark, meanwhile, was busy having a better look at Carla. After a dozen crossing looks, she finally had enough of his game and walked right up to where he stood by the stage.

“I’m guessing you like what you see,” she said brazenly.

He blushed and smiled, “I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

“You didn’t,” she admitted, “you just looked really good standing here. I couldn’t resist.”

She had a dazzling, infectious smile and Clark found himself intoxicated by her. Hands in pockets, he awkwardly stood in front of her and smiled. She shook her head and laughed.

“Not a man of many words, I take it?”

“Believe it or not, I’m not really good at this.”

“He looks like a supermodel and is shy. This must be my lucky day.”

“And now the shy supermodel gets mocked.”

“Sorry, sorry,” she said, covering her mouth to keep from laughing again. As soon as they locked eyes, both exploded in peals of laughter.

“Why is it so hard to talk to someone for the first time?” Clark wondered out loud.

“As soon as you find out, let me know.”

Looking over toward the table, he saw Lana beckoning for him. “I need to get going.”

“Girlfriend?” she asked.

“No, friend only,” he assured her.

“Hey,” she said, tugging on the sleeve of his shirt, “call me, OK?”

“I don’t have your number.”

“You will,” she said, brushing a small kiss on his cheek as she walked past him and towards the bar. He looked at her, frozen to the spot, smitten.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After she was done for the evening, Chloe jumped into her car and headed for home, turning on her player to the sounds of Leonard Cohen singing her life:

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows that the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That&#39;s how it goes

As she started the ignition, her phone rang. She picked it up as she lowered the music.

“Are we going to keep this going?”

Lex.

“Temper, temper.”

“I need to see you.”

“You told me that when I wanted you, I knew where I could find you. I don’t want you right now, but I’ll let you know when I do.”

“That just makes you a liar, Chloe.”

“It’s better than what you are, Lex.”

“And what is that?”

“A man who wants what he can’t get…..and then when it gets it, tosses it aside. I won’t be your little prize.”

“Afraid of getting your heart broken?”

“You won’t have my heart, Lex. Only a certain area located due south.”

“You love being a bitch, don’t you?”

“Don’t you just love it?”

Everybody knows
Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died

“Leonard Cohen,” he mused, “mood music for the night?”

“Call it my wind down tunes.”

“Are you alone?”

“For now.”

“Come see me.”

“Not in the mood to visit the fuck palace tonight, Lex. I just want to go home.”

“I’m at the Manor,” he laughed.

Everybody talking to their pockets
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
And a long stem rose
Everybody knows

“As I told you-“

“You won’t sleep with me,” he repeated, “I’m aware of that. Nothing will happen that you don’t want to happen Chloe. Or is that what you’re afraid of?”

“Funny. I’m not scared of you.”

“Prove it. Come here.”

“Maybe I will and maybe I won’t.”

“Tease.”

“Whore.”

“I’ll be whatever you want me to be,” he said huskily, “so long as you come here.”

“We’ll see.”

Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you&#39;ve been faithful
Ah give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you&#39;ve been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes

“And bring the music,” he slurred, “Cohen gets me off.”

“I’ll remember that,” she laughed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

He was standing by the piano by the time she walked into the Manor. Sifting a decanter of brandy in his hand, she watched the smile cross his face as she entered the room. Mentally undressing her with his eyes, she watched as his glance appraised every inch of her body as she did the same.

“That outfit’s an advertisement for sex,” he said, eyeing the tight low-rise black jeans and form fitting deep V green shirt.

“If that’s what you need to think,” she laughed, walking over to his bar and serving herself a seltzer on ice.

Lex got a nice view of her backside, Chloe’s true intent of course. She turned to him and winked.

“You like looking at me, don’t you?”

“I confess that I do.”

“Lex, what am I going to do with you?”

“Might I make a suggestion or two?”

“Let’s hear one.”

“I want to touch you…..and not have you stop me. Think you can handle that?”

“Such a child.”

“That’s not an answer.”

“Go ahead,” she said, running her hands down her chest, “I can handle it.”

He walked up to her and placed his hands on her arms. “We’ll see about that.”

Very slowly, he ran just the tips of his fingers down her exposed arms until she could feel that familiar tug in the very center of her gut. Even with the cover of clothing, she still felt naked and vulnerable under the touch of his hands. Playfully, he kissed the side of her neck, as his hands traced circles around her breasts. He noticed instantly that she was wearing a very thin bra and smiled maliciously.

“Nice,” he murmured, fingering an erect nipple through the thin fabric. “you have great breasts.”

“So I’ve heard,” she replied, trying to sound unimpressed.

“Why won’t you let me make love to you?” he questioned, his finger tracing the skin along her waistband.

“Because you’ll only want me until you have me,” she said frankly, “and the power to decide when the ‘having’ takes place is mine. I’m not giving it up easily.”

“That’s very controlling of you. Very, very controlling.”

“But effective. Very, very effective.”

“Touche.”

“I can see how much you want me,” she commented, staring down at the bulge in his pants.

“Do you want me?”

“Why does it matter?”

“It does. Now answer the question.”

“To stroke your ego?”

“Stroke whatever you want, just answer the question.”

“Yes,” she said bluntly.

His hands trailed down her body as he trailed kissed down the side of her neck. Chloe brought her hand up to the back of his neck as he pushed her against the wall. She felt his hardness against her stomach as his breath made the hair at the back of her neck rise. Lex’s hand trailed inside her shirt, his finger trailing the bottom of her bra.

“Let me,” he insisted.

“No,” she replied.

“Then a request,” he said, taking her for a loop.

“Let’s hear it.”

“Get on my piano……remove your pants and underwear and let me eat you.”

She blushed a thousand shades of red as she got a mental picture of being spread eagled under his extremely talented tongue. Chloe got a frog in her throat, as he gently squeezed her breast.

“Yes or no?” he asked, his fingers tweaking her nipple as he heard her small squeak of joy.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Music reference:

“Everybody Knows”, music & lyrics Leonard Cohen & Sharon Robinson

[lexchloe]

Get on my piano……remove your pants and underwear and let me eat you.”

.................... :ohmy: :ohmy:

[autumngold]

You didn&#39;t leave it there&#33;&#33; I know you wouldn&#39;t punish us this way&#33;&#33; Please post more soon&#33;&#33; Please&#33;&#33; :yay: :chlexsign3: :yay:

[buddyfozzy]

Originally posted by crankychick@Dec 28 2004, 02:49 AM
“Get on my piano……remove your pants and underwear and let me eat you.”

She blushed a thousand shades of red as she got a mental picture of being spread eagled under his extremely talented tongue. Chloe got a frog in her throat, as he gently squeezed her breast.

“Yes or no?” he asked, his fingers tweaking her nipple as he heard her small squeak of joy.
Yes or no?&#33; Yes dammit&#33; :drool: :drool: :drool: :drool:

Excellent chapter, though I know you are coming back to post the rest of it any minute mow. Right? :yay2: :worship2: :yay2: :worship2: :yay2: :worship2:

[asharnanae]

:biggrin: bigest smile ever&#33; damn but why cant all chappys bee that great&#33;&#33; love it, and the smutt&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33; boy oh boy&#33;&#33; :chlexsign2: :devil: :drool: :worship2:

[hfce]

Wow :drool: this story is amazing.



Hope :)

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Lex has the fever for the flavor of a Chloe. The sparks fly.)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 7
~~~~~~~~~

“Get on my piano……remove your pants and underwear and let me eat you.”

The words continued to thunder in her mind, pounding a million and one sensations of the witnessed sexual talents of Lex Luthor were permanently etched before her eyes. Could she permit this? Could she refuse? Scattered thoughts and pulsating urges rampaged her brain.

“No answer,” he said, running his hands up and down her body, “do I frighten you that much?”

“For the last time, Lex, you don’t scare me.”

“I don’t believe you,” he whispered, nibbling gently on her ear lobe as his hand traveled to catch hold of her breast.

“Why do you want to do this?” she questioned, her face burning and heated.

“Because I want you,” he said, seductively running his hand under the fabric of her bra, covering her naked breast with his hand, “and I’ll have you under whatever circumstances you’ll allow it.”

“Alright,” she whispered. “I’ll do it.”

“I believe the ‘doing’ will be performed by me,” he teased, as she looked away from him.

He placed his hand over her shoulders and walked her over to the piano. Before she had a chance to protest, he placed his lips on her own, his hands running down her back. Undoing her bra, he moved his hands back to the front of her body, teasing her sensitized nipples as Chloe undid her pants.

“Nothing will happen that you don’t want, Chloe,” he promised her, sweeping her in his arms and laying her on the piano.

“That’s what I fear,” she admitted.

“So you do fear me?”

“Maybe a little,” she said, as he began to lean towards her. “I’ve never done this….with a man,” she confessed.

“Then let me take the helm,” Lex said, “and enjoy the ride.”

“You and your loaded words,” Chloe sighed, laying her back nervously as she felt his hands on her hips, lowering her clothing. She closed her eyes, feeling his soft lips nibbling on the flesh of her inner thighs.

“So very delicious,” she heard him say as he cupped her buttocks in his hands and trailed up her thigh with his tongue. Chloe felt the blood rush to her head as she threw her head back and moaned.

She nearly passed out when she felt his lips on her nether lips, separating and opening her body with only his mouth. Chloe felt her mouth run dry as his tongue began slowly pulsating on her clit. His hands opened her legs further as his head firmly conquered her sex. As his tongue darted in and out, his hands moved to grab her freed breasts. Chloe brought her knees up as she thrashed her head back and forth in pleasure.

Chloe had never felt this electric. She barely recognized the sensations within her own body, which were so much more charged than what her previous furtive couplings had brought out of her. Tasting her pleasure intimately, Chloe clutched his head as he began to rub the tip of her clit with the back of his tongue.

“Oh God,” she panted, “what……what are you ………..doing…….stop……don’t stop.”

“I won’t,” he whispered.

He continued his oral exploration, this time opening her with his hands as he pushed his tongue inside her body deeper than before. Chloe felt close to the edge as her heart began to race. Waves of delight crashed over her as she arched her back upon feeling a violent wave of pure release wash over her body. It was stronger, more violent, more vivid than any sexual encounter she’d ever had.

Lex planted a kiss on her small patch of blond hair as he raised his head from her body. He watched her hawkishly as she opened her eyes and looked at him, naked lust in her expression.

“The best dessert I’ve ever had,” he said sheepishly, wiping his lips with his hand and smirking.

Chloe sat up and adjusted her pants, unable to keep her eyes from him. He watched her as he walked over to fix himself a drink. “And now you’ll go?”

“Perhaps,” she said, causing him to turn and walk toward her again.

“Are you saying-“

“No, Lex,” she said gently, “not yet. I’m just-“

“Be honest with me,” he pleaded, “what’s the real reason you keep yourself at a distance from me?”

“Tonight was…..oh God, I can’t.”

“Chloe, I’m begging you,” he said, putting down his drink and grabbing her by both shoulders until she was an inch from his body. She could smell the brandy on his breath.

“I’ve never…..come before, with a man. Not until tonight.”

Lex felt as if a wall had come crashing down upon hearing her confession. It explained perfectly her unimportant couplings and her exploration. She was looking for what she had not found in anyone ....in whoever she found who might provide it.

Under the weight of his stare, Chloe broke down and began to cry. Lex pulled her into his arms and she rested her head on his shoulder. He rubbed her back, caressing her back as she sobbed.

“I thought…..there was something wrong with me,” she confessed, “that I just wasn’t capable of letting myself go with anyone.”

“Chloe, it’s alright,” he said soothingly.

“I was scared of you before,” she confessed, “but now I’m absolutely terrified. The way you make me feel…the things you do to me….”

“Stay with me tonight,” he said, “I swear nothing will happen, but I can’t let you go like this.”

She felt broken down and was beyond fighting. Lex led her to his bedroom. “No one’s been here,” he assured her, as she looked around nervously.

Chloe lay her head down on his pillow as he lay beside him. Side by side they rested on Lex’s bed, holding hands above the pillows.

“You consume me,” Lex said, as he wiped a tear from her eye, “and it’s more than just the physical. Everything about you is a question that I long to find an answer for.”

“You don’t have to seduce me, Lex.”

“Well, you’re already in my bed,” he laughed, “but I want to know you, Chloe.”

“But you do.”

“Not really,” he said, stroking her face delicately.

“What is it you want from me?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” he said, “honestly, I have no idea.”

“Same here, “she admitted.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[buddyfozzy]

That was HOT&#33; :smoker: :smoker: :smoker:

And sweet. :wub: :wub: :wub: :wub:

[Zannie]

Very hot. Great smut.

[kitten]

:drool:

Sexy wounded souls. I&#39;m glad Chloe&#39;s letting Lex know what&#39;s driving her behaviour.

[asharnanae]

:drool: :wub: :worship2: FANTASTIC&#33;

[tiger04]

Those were some incredible updates. I hope that you will update with more soon.

AT

[autumngold]

Fabulous scene between Chloe and Lex&#33;&#33; I can&#39;t believe that Lex will be able to sleep without getting some form of release though&#33;&#33; :biggrin: Thanks for updating so quickly&#33;&#33; Can&#39;t wait for more&#33;&#33; :biggrin: :chlexsign1: :biggrin:

[Queen Of Tact]

Oh that was yummy *loos at clock* crap i still have 6 more hrs at work before I can go home and take a cold shower....

I just loved the last part with them in bed...... Oh and please tell me crazy lana doesn&#39;t find out she stayed the night with Lex....



CC

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Chloe’s got another admirer. Clark has a date. Lana learns that Jason’s younger brother is her competition. Lex watches.)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 8
~~~~~~~~~

“You consume me,”

Smiling like a Cheshire cat, Chloe got into her car and kept replaying Lex’s words over in her mind. Turning on her car, she was once again serenaded by Leonard Cohen as she began the short drive home.

I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,

The memory of those morning kisses filled her with a childish happiness, one she didn’t recognize in herself. It was not an expectant happiness, such as her crush on Clark had been. No, this was a realized – a fulfilled moment of pure joy.

Naturally, this moment was temporarily ruined when she glanced down at the car bottom to find her discarded phone laying on the passenger side. Her voice mail prompt was flashing and she had a good idea of who had probably been trying to reach her all night.

Lana. Why couldn’t I pick a girl who just wanted to get laid?

With Carla, the setup had been simple and quick. They were friends who on occasion, liked to experiment sexually, but even though she had been clear with Lana from the start, Chloe could sense the fallout was going to be tremendous. She decided to not pick up her messages until she got home, preferring to relax to the music instead.

yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it&#39;s come to distances and both of us must try,

Now on the seat of the passenger side, her phone began to ring. She was utterly surprised by the name that appeared on her ID.

“Matt?” she said, inserting her handset into the phone.

“Hey, Chloe,” he greeted, “I stopped by Dregs last night but Carla told me you’d left. A bunch of us jammed all night over at Richie’s. We did some Patti Smith.”

“Charmer. I’m sorry I missed it.”

your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that&#39;s no way to say goodbye.

“I tried calling you before, but you didn’t pick up. Are you just getting home?”

“Daddy, I’ve been bad and broken curfew,” she teased, “and yes, I’ve been out. I’m on my way home now.”

“Let’s hang out,” he said.

“Matt, I’m exhausted,” she said, exhaling dramatically, “all I want to do is collapse and spend the day in bed.”

“Is that an invitation?” he teased.

Chloe laughed and shook her head. “Now what would Carla say?”

“She wouldn’t say anything,” he replied, “but she might be jealous.”

“Watch it,” she said, pulling into her driveway, “that’s my friend you’re talking about.”

“Mine too,” he confessed, “and that’s official.”

“Aw, no,” she said, though she was far from surprised, “you two broke up?”

“It was a long time coming,” Matt said, “no broken hearts and no bad feelings, but I could use a friendly ear to remind me I don’t completely suck with women.”

“Matt, you’re killing me-“

“How about coffee on Monday then? I’ll pick you up.”

“Me, picked up at Smallville High by the wild man of the Jensen crew? You’ll ruin ma reputation, dear.”

“It’s about time somebody did.”

“”Is 4 good? I’ve got to put in some time at the Talon.”

“Works for me. See you tomorrow then.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

At the Manor, Lex found himself too awake to drift back to sleep, preferring instead to peruse his music collection until he found his one and only Leonard Cohen CD.

All the better to remember you, Chloe.

I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,

How was it possible to feel fulfilled and sexually frustrated simultaneously, he wondered to himself as he inhaled a cup of coffee he’d hastily prepared for himself. His staff was off that day and he attempted to fend for himself as best he could, but coffee was the extent of his gourmet abilities.

yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it&#39;s come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that&#39;s no way to say goodbye.

Why was she getting to him? She was a high school chit…..a girl….and he could not stop thinking about her. Could she be right? Could he want her this intensely solely because he had not yet possessed her?

That would be simplifying the situation, he thought to himself, because as she’d lain in his arms last night she’d given him something he’d been sorely lacking - intimacy. Lex recalled the feel of her small head as she looked for comfort within his arms and had found it. The warm of her hand as she’d stroked his cheek burned into his thoughts. Try as he may, Lex was forced to admit that he was captivated by her.

It was crucial that he stay away.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Looks like you made an impression on someone last night,” Chloe teased Clark as she ran into him down the corridor.

“What are you talking about?” he said, feigning ignorance.

“A certain co-worker of mine called me about a half dozen times on Sunday to make sure I gave you her phone number.”

Silently, Clark smiled as he turned his head. Chloe punched him on the shoulder to force him to turn back her way.

“Clark Kent, are you blushing?”

“No,” he lied.

“Yes, you are&#33;” she laughed, “oh wow, you must really like her.”

“She’s nice,” he admitted, “and there’s just something about her.”

“About 5’9 of hotness, I’d say,” she said, turning down the hall to get to her locker before next period. She passed him a slip of paper just as she began to unlock the combination lock.

“You’d better be good to her,” she warned, “Carla’s one hell of a girl.”

“Who’s one hell of a girl?” Lana asked, walking up to the pair. Clark raised his eyebrow and waved his goodbye. He’d decided to stay out of whatever was going on between the two.

“Hello Lana,” Chloe said curtly.

“That’s all you have to say?”

“What else can I say? Your last voicemail pretty much outlined the fact you didn’t give a crap what I had to say. Oh, and that I’m a heartless wench. Really, Lana, who uses the word wench nowadays?”

“You cannot keep treating me like this,” Lana said, following her down the hall as Chloe attempted to duck into her classroom.

“Lana, it’s over,” Chloe whispered urgently. “Try to get a grip on yourself.”

“Who is he?” Lana said, panting with anger, “Who the fuck were you with last night?”

“None of your business,” Chloe said, closing the door as the class bell rang.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I cannot follow you, my love,
you cannot follow me.
I am the distance you put between
all of the moments that we will be.
You know who I am,
you&#39;ve stared at the sun,
well I am the one who loves
changing from nothing to one.

At 4:10, she was still waiting for Matt to show up, but it was something she knew well about him. Matt Jensen was a great guy and fun to hang out with, but he wasn’t known for his punctuality. Chloe sat in her car listening to music as she smoked a cigarette.

Sometimes I need you naked,
sometimes I need you wild,
I need you to carry my children in
and I need you to kill a child.

You know who I am...

“The lady and her Leonard Cohen fetish,” she heard him say. Chloe smiled and looked up at Matt.

“Took you long enough, you late bastard.”

“You can always count on my tardiness. Come on – I’ve got my car.”

“Something wrong with mine?”

“Yes, it’s got Leonard Cohen in it,” he laughed, “and for me, that marks it as contaminated.”

She stepped out of her car, locked it and hugged him. “How long are you in town for?”

“Who knows? For as long as I can stand it.”

“Well, my friend, let’s head over to Metropolis, unless you feel like heading to the Talon.”

“The place my brother’s crazy ex lives over? No, thanks. Metropolis it is.”

Chloe stepped into his Jaguar, as they began their customary fight over the travel music.

From a short distance, Lana watched as her lover and her ex-boyfriend’s best friend got overly chummy and touchy before driving away. She incorrectly jumped to the conclusion that this was the man Chloe had spent the night with and fumed.

From a long distance, Lex watched as the nameless son of a bitch put his hand on Chloe’s back and escorted her to his car. He felt his blood boiling as they appeared to be close. She was playing with him. He wouldn’t stand for it.

Chloe, you won’t make a mockery out of me.

He was going to have her. It was just a matter of time.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Music credits:

“Hey That’s No Way to Say Goodbye”
“You Know Who I Am”

Music & lyrics, Leonard Cohen

[buddyfozzy]

Uh oh. This Matt guy is going to make trouble. :ohmy: :ohmy: Lana is still an idiot. :huh:

[kitten]

Whatever happened to that :cool: Lex who could handle any situation without breaking a sweat? Now he&#39;s stewing and plotting and overreacting all over the place . . . I love it of course.

Great update, but please don&#39;t let Chloe&#39;s friends from Metropolis get squished by jealousy.

[asharnanae]

:biggrin: ohhh, little green eyed monsters all round&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;


FANTASTIC&#33;&#33;

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Matt asks Chloe out. Lana rains all over Chloe’s parade. Lex and Chloe drag race.)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 9
~~~~~~~~~

Hello, hello (¡Hola&#33;)
I&#39;m at a place called Vertigo (¿Dónde está?)
It&#39;s everything I wish I didn&#39;t know
Except you give me something
I can feel, feel

“So, what lecture is your father using to keep you in Metropolis this time?” Chloe asked as they found a small coffee shop off Main and Turner.

“Time to shape up son,” Matt grunted, “and look at the fine example set by your brother.”

“He played the Jason card? Very cold.”

“I try to explain the apples to oranges theory to him, but it goes nowhere. All I want is to play music and live a hassle-free live free of spreadsheets, depositions and interrogations. My words are seriously lost in translation.”

“Sometimes parents just can’t be made to understand,” she said, ordering a large coffee and Danish.

“Is that what goes on with you and Gabe?” he wondered.

“Dad and I get along fine,” she replied, “but it’s hard on us now that he’s traveling so much of the time.”

The night is full of holes
These bullets rip the sky
Of ink with gold
They twinkle as the boys
Play rock and roll
They know that they can&#39;t dance
At least they know

Their coffee arrived and Chloe watched as he played with his spoon for a few minutes. “Something on your mind, or is this your new instrument?” she asked, licking crumbs off her hand.”

“Possibly,” he said, “I’m trying to ask you out.”

“Trying rather badly,” she laughed, realizing too late that he was being serious. “Damn my smart-ass mouth. I’m sorry, Matt.”

“Don’t be. I’m the one who sucks at this.”

“Do you think that would……that Carla wouldn’t…”

“Chloe, you know how it was between us. We only had one thing between us.”

Chloe blushed as she smiled. “But what a great thing it was.”

“That’s over,” he said firmly, “and I asked her before coming out to see you to make sure this was cool. She doesn’t mind, but I understand if you need to check with her first.”

“She’s got a crush on a friend of mine, actually,” Chloe said, taking a bite of Danish.

“So let me know,” he replied, sipping his coffee, “when you can. No pressure, OK.”

Their eyes locked as they made small talk about the club. Matt and his band Nonsensical often played Dregs, but he’d been spending most of his time in the Southwest lately. He looked tan and, if she was really being honest with herself, damn good. She had a weakness for men with piercing blue eyes.

Like Lex.

“I’m playing this weekend,” he said, “maybe we could do something afterwards.”

“We’ll see,” she said noncommittally, wondering how she went from man famine to gluttony in a matter of days.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Matt drove her back to the Smallville High parking lot where an extremely pissed off Lana Lang was standing by her car.

“The crazy ex,” he whispered, “is she on the warpath for me or you.”

“Definitely me,” she sighed.

“You and her…..involved?” he asked.

“Don’t ask,” she advised, “It’s complicated.”

“Want me to hang around?”

“It’ll be better if you’re not here,” she replied, as he kissed her on the cheek. “I’ll call you later, Ok?”

“I’ll count on that,” he said, not taking his eyes off her as she walked out of his car and towards the green eyed monster. He’d always hated that girl, from before she’d dated his half-brother, when the entire population of Smallville seemed to think the sun shone out of her ass. Perfect girls were not his cup of tea.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~`

“Chloe, why?” Lana whined, the minute Chloe was within earshot.

“Matt’s a friend of mine,” she said calmly, ”you’ve known that for some time.”

“A friend? Do I look that stupid? He was practically undressing you with his eyes.”

“You, my friend, are deranged. He was not&#33;” Chloe insisted.

“Are you seriously trying to deny that Matt is into you?” Lana yelled, “I saw him. I saw you.”

Chloe folded her arms across her chest and prayed for self-control. Lana was just about to get on her last nerve and she didn’t want to get into a smack down fight in the middle of the parking lot, especially not when she was wearing her favorite Pogues t-shirt.

Lana got close to her and tried to lace her arms around Chloe’s back. “Let’s tell everyone that we’re together. I don’t care anymore. I just want to be with you the way we used to be.”

“No,” Chloe said firmly, breaking away from her. “It’s over, Lana, and nothing you say to me is convincing me otherwise.

The waterworks began as Lana started to cry. Chloe just shook her head and sighed. It wasn’t the first time Lana tried to emotionally blackmail her, but it had long stopped having any effect on her. Chloe was strong in her resolve to sever this sickening tie.

Quickly, she unlocked her car as Lana grabbed her from behind. “Don’t leave me, Chloe,” she pleaded, “please.”

“Let go of me,” Chloe seethed, breaking away from her and getting into her car. She left skid marks on the lot with the level of acceleration she used to make her getaway.

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Thinking that would be the final bit of drama she’d have to endure for the day, she brought her speed down and concentrated on the road. It was she turned onto Smallville’s main road that she heard a car honking. Turning to see who could be making such a fuss, she saw Lex in his silver Porsche driving right next to her. He was racing to catch up to her.

“Pull over&#33;” he heard her yell.

“I reached my psycho factor for the day&#33;” she yelled back, accelerating to get away from him.

My vintage car against a state of the art Porsche.

Checking her odometer, Chloe realized she was clocking 80 miles per hour and Lex was still hot right beside her. “I said, pull over&#33;” he yelled again.

“No&#33;”

Chloe brought the speed up to 85, a speed easily met by Lex who went up to 90 in a effort to fake her out. She was livid, her brow covered in sweat in torrid, physical anger. As soon as she saw herself hitting 95, she pulled over to the side of the road and got out of her car. Lex followed her, stopping his car right by hers.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” she yelled, “Haven’t you had enough near death experiences in your life, dipshit&#33;”

“I told you to pull over&#33;” Lex was uncharacteristically yelling. “Why couldn’t you just listen – we could have been killed out there&#33;”

“So this is my fault? You were the one remaking ‘Rebel Without a Cause’ out there, Lex&#33; What the hell is your problem?”

“Who is he?” Lex said, his voice dead calm.

“Jesus, not this shit again,” she said, “how many psychos a day is too many, I wonder.”

“I asked you a question.”

“Which I never said I’d answer,” she retorted.

“You will answer me,” he warned, “or we’re going to be standing in this damn corn patch all night.”

“Careful, Lex. I can see the Lionel peeking out of you.”

Her blow did not have the crushing effect she’d anticipated. Lex closed the distance between them as he rushed up to her and picked her up, seating her on the trunk of her car as he crushed her mouth underneath his. Angered by his sudden violence, Chloe began to fight him, punching his back, but stopping as their kiss intensified. She could taste the brandy on his breath as his hands ravaged her hair, her body tight against his own. Chloe ran her hand up his back, clutching the back of his shoulders as his tongue masterfully brought out the lust in her once again.

As their kiss broke, they leaned against each other forehead to forehead. “Tell me nothing happened with that man.”

“Are you following me?” she questioned, “Why can’t you just trust me, Lex?”

“I wasn’t following,” he said, his hands cupping her face behind her head, “I just came to ….see you. To talk to you.”

“This is talking,” she panted, pecking his mouth with hers as he crushed her breasts with his chest.

“We’ll get to the talking,” he murmured, his lips caressing the side of her mouth, “later.”

“Nothing happened with him,” she slurred, as Lex grabbed her face and looked into her eyes.

“Why should I believe you?” he asked, as Chloe brought her hands to his face.

“Because I’m telling you the truth,” she assured him, caressing his cheeks with her soft hands. “I wouldn’t lie to you, Lex.”

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” he sighed, “seeing you with him just turned me into a monster.”

“You were jealous,” she stated as she watched him laugh

“Insanely.”

Chloe kissed him tenderly as he brought his hands down to her waist. She stood up and hugged him, breathing in the scent of his body as she felt the raging heartbeat against her breast.

“God, Lex, what’s wrong with us? We seem to bring out the worst in each other.”

“I know,” he agreed, “you’re in my blood. I think about you…..I see you the way you were the other night in my bed…….I need and want you with me.”

“You’re tempting me.”

“But not enough?” he said with a twinge of sadness.

“Maybe just enough,” she confessed.

“What are you saying?” he asked quickly.

“Take me with you,” she said without hesitation. “Let’s see where this goes.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Music credit

“Vertigo” performed by U2

[kitten]

:chlexsign2:

I&#39;d be inclined to suggest Chloe slap Lana around a bit, but she&#39;s so pathetic she&#39;d probably consider it a sign of how much Chloe loves her.

And I&#39;m not too pleased with Drunk Driving Stalker Lex with groping action. It was fun but certainly can&#39;t continue indefinitely. Some maturity is in order.

[crankychick]

:devil: Lana&#39;s going full &#39;Cuckoo&#39;s Nest&#39; in this fic, so a minor throttling might be called for. As for crazy driving Lex, he&#39;s just a bit out of control today - the out-of-controllness won&#39;t become a constant.

But the smutty nature will. :devil:

[asharnanae]

:biggrin: YAHOOOOO&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33; love the car scene, and god, kill lana already&#33;&#33;&#33; fantastic&#33;

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Chloe and Lex drive up the smut level at the manor. Lana tries to console herself with Clark, but he’s not going for it. Carla gets smoochy.)

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Chapter 10
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we were running for the money and the flesh.
And that was called love for the workers in song
probably still is for those of them left.

She forgot roads; she forgot directions. Chloe would not have been surprised if Lex’s car had mysteriously flown them to the Manor. She was oblivious to anything but him in her intense concentration on the man she drove behind.

Ah but you got away, didn&#39;t you babe,
you just turned your back on the crowd,

In silence, but with hands held, they walked up towards his bedroom, kicking the door shut behind them. Chloe clung to his body as Lex slid her jacket to the floor. He rested his hands on the small of her back as she began to undo his shirt.

you got away, I never once heard you say,
I need you, I don&#39;t need you,

“You’re mine,” he heard her say, as his opened shirt fluttered to the ground like a black butterfly. Sliding her shirt over her head, Lex kissed her as Chloe undid the back strap of her bra. He undid the top the button of her jeans as she did the same with his trousers.

I need you, I don&#39;t need you
and all of that jiving around.

She felt his hands on her breasts as her body leaned back to fall against his bed. Lustily appraising him as he finished removing his clothing, Chloe sat up and dragged him down on the bed with her. Roaming hands felt down the muscles of his back, clutching his buttocks as she straddled him. Chloe held his hands in her own above his head.

And clenching your fist for the ones like us
who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,

“Don’t love me outside of this room,” she panted, kissing the side of his neck, her tongue, “don’t obsess over me…….keep it here. Keep us in the present and look no further.”

He began to speak, but she silenced him by bringing her mouth down to his to steal his breath.

And then you got away, didn&#39;t you babe...
you just turned your back on the crowd,

Lex flipped her over until she lay on her back clad only in her tiny black bikini panties. She smiled and arched her back as he brought his face to her nipples, taking one into his mouth and licking the tender point circularly with his tongue. Her other breast was in his hand as she writhed underneath the weight of his body. Frantically, he tried to reach inside his side table, to the box of condoms he kept inside.

I need you, I don&#39;t need you,
I need you, I don&#39;t need you

Ripping a packet open with his teeth, he placed the sheath over his erection, as Chloe once again threw him on his back. Grabbing him with one hand while her other hand trailed up his back, he watched her lascivious expression as she impaled herself on his body.

And then you got away, didn&#39;t you babe...

Pouncing on top of him, hands pushing against his shoulders, Lex watched as she made love to him. Her eyes locked with his as she slid her hands down his body. With frenzied movements, he sat up partially and kissed her breasts as she grabbed his head and leaned in towards him.

Feeling at the jointure of their bodies, Lex fingered her clit as she began to go faster and faster. Desperately and firmly, she took hold of his shoulder as she leaned her body back, allowing Lex to put the weight of his body on hers. He did so in one practiced movement, holding her hips and continuing his movement inside her body. Continuing to lightly circle her clit, he felt her wetness growing as she began to climax.

He lowered himself on her body, feeling the waves of her excitement strangle his cock as she scratched at his back. Her eyes were closed as he clutched her face and pumped inside her. Not stopping his frantic search for release, Lex accelerated his motion as he felt her slap his butt.

“Come for me,” she commanded, slapping his other buttock as Lex obeyed her request and collapsed on top of her.

I don&#39;t mean to suggest that I loved you the best,
I can&#39;t keep track of each fallen robin.
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
that&#39;s all, I don&#39;t even think of you that often.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The panic had returned. Resting for only a few moments, Chloe jumped out of bed and reached for her clothes, dressing speedily as Lex observed.

“What’s the rush?” he asked.

“I just….I need to go, that’s all.”

He recognized the move as one he’d practiced often enough. Always be the first to leave and you’ll never be left behind.

“Strangely, I feel like a token afternoon delight,” he said, sitting up as he reached for his trousers.

“Lex, don’t make more of this than what it is.”

“And what are we?”

“Lovers,” she said bluntly, “and nothing more. No strings and no commitment. Is that clear?”

“Is that what you want?”

“Yes.”

“Then it’s fine with me,” he acquiesced, “I wasn’t planning on proposing.”

“Funny,” she said, throwing her shirt over her body, “but I need to get going. I’ve got a Torch meeting.”

“You’re going to work now?” he said, an amused smile on his face.

“Great sex. It beats coffee every time as an energy lift.”

“Glad to be of service,” he replied bitterly.

“Don&#39;t act like that. There&#39;s more going on,” she confessed. “Before I saw you today, I had a bad run in with ….someone I was dating briefly. I ended it and she didn’t take it well.”

“The woman from the other night?”

“No, not Carla,” she was quick to correct, “Carla’s my friend – we’re not involved-involved anymore. The girl I broke up with is – well, she’s not taking it well.”

“Why are you telling me this, Chloe?”

“Because she could make trouble for us – for you – if she sees us together,” she confessed, “so I need to deal with the situation before it goes too far.”

“Are you worried about me?” he asked. Chloe said nothing, but the sad look she sent his way answered the question silently.

“I have to go, Lex.”

“Then go. Can I call you or will you call me?”

“Either way works,” she replied, walking out of the bedroom and out of the Manor. Lex sat back in bed and shook his head.

Chloe, you’ve learned to mask yourself well, but not well enough.
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Chloe worked on edits as Clark finished his article. Lana, once again looking for trouble, entered the room and walked right up to Clark.

“Hey Clark,” she greeted cheerfully.

“Oh, hi Lana,” he replied, looking up from his screen.

“Working hard?”

“Almost finished, actually,” he said, clicking the keyboard and saving his changes. “What’s up?”

“Well, what are you doing once you’re done?”

“Well, actually-“

“Hi, Clark,” he heard Carla said as she entered the Torch office. Chloe’s face broke out into a smile as she saw the disgust on Lana’s face. “I’m not too early, am I?”

“No,” he replied quickly, looking down at his wristwatch, ”you’re just in time.”

Carla walked over to Chloe’s desk and waved hello to her friend, winking as they watched Clark extricate himself from Lana’s death-grip glance. He walked up to Carla, and she kissed his cheek in greeting.

Lana’s alternate is no longer available, Chloe amusedly thought to herself, trying to keep from laughing.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Music Credit

"Chelsea Hotel" music & lyrics Leonard Cohen

[autumngold]

Lana is clearly mental&#33;&#33; Of course anyone who has ever watched Smallville knows this&#33;&#33; :biggrin: She&#39;d better not hurt Chloe or Lex&#33;&#33; Thanks so much for the updates&#33;&#33; I can&#39;t wait to read some more Chlexy goodness&#33;&#33; :yay: :chlexsign3: :yay:

[hfce]

I love this story. :D


Hope ;)

[asharnanae]

hmmm... not sure what going on with chloe and lex, but the lana dissings great&#33; :blinkkiss:

[tiger04]

the whole thing with lana, I was LMAO. :lol: :lol:

I can&#39;t wait for more. Please update soon

AT

[buddyfozzy]

Lana&#39;s psycho&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33; :ohmy: :ohmy: I&#39;m not sure what the deal is with Chloe and Lex though, I hope things get less weird soon.

[sydsvaughn]

Psycho Lana better get what&#39;s coming to her ... and Chloe and Lex better have more sex ... soon ... and the hotter the better&#33;

Loved this update&#33;

SaraC

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Clark and Carla make cute on their date. Lana’s not liking this second fiddle she’s occupying. Lex scores a Chloe phone call and a date.)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 11
~~~~~~~~~

”Really, it’s Ok, Clark,” Carla assured him, “we can take your truck. You’ll just have to drive me back here after dinner.”

“I don’t mind that at all,” he said, smiling at her as he opened the door for her.

“A gentleman,” she noted, “any more like you at home.”

“I’m one of a kind,”

“So I see,” she said, winking flirtatiously. “Okay, I’m officially out of moves. Let’s eat.”

Clark laughed as he put the truck into gear and headed towards Metropolis. “You did say this place wasn’t fancy.”

“It’s a great diner near the place I work,” she said, “Chloe and I eat there when we’re not on shift.”

“You two good friends?”

“We’re working on it,” she said evasively, “speaking of friends…who was that giving me the stink eye?”

“Lana,” he said, sighing, “complicated back story, but the short version is she’s just a friend.”

“I know what you mean,” she confessed, putting her elbow on the truck door as she looked over in his direction, “I have one of those ‘complications’ myself. Were you together long?”

“Not long.”

“It’s hard, isn’t it, for you to be friends again?”

“How did you know?”

“I’ve been working around restaurants and clubs since I was fifteen. That gives you a sense about people.”

“And what does this sense of you tell you about me?” he asked.

“Guarded, a bit secretive and adorable dimples,” she laughed. He laughed as well and shook his head. Clark smiled at her as he continued to drive.

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Lana went back to her apartment and started randomly throwing things at her wall. This was a new concept for her – relegated to unimportant status – and she didn’t even have Clark to commiserate with. He’d gone off with that damn Amazon.

Ugh, Clark, what are you thinking? She’s not even that pretty and she’s way too tall.

Turning to face herself in the mirror, Lana appraised herself as she ran her fingers through her hair. “He may be with her, but he hasn’t forgotten me. No one forgets me easily. All I have to do is snap my fingers and I’d get him back.”

Now that hasn’t exactly worked with Chloe, has it?

Lana grabbed a vase and threw it against the wall, the shard falling down to the floor in a kaleidoscope of colors as they reflecting the light of the lamp nearby. She was out of control and had to get a grip. Being an hysterical bitch wasn’t going to win anything, especially not Chloe.

Careful monitoring was key to finding out how best to win her girl back. Lana planned to watch her…and find out who had had wormed his or her way into her girlfriend’s heart. Lana knew what it took to get her back – she had to get Chloe’s heart broken.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Finishing late at the Torch, Chloe returned home to find a message from Gabe. He was staying over in Topeka, called in for a last minute conference with his division supervisors, and he’d requested that she stay home for once. Smiling as she replayed the message, Chloe went upstairs to her room and lay down on her bed.

Her body felt different, Chloe thought as she touched the small mark Lex had left on her shoulder. Passion had met passion that afternoon and she finally understood what Carla had been telling her for her months. It did take more than a hot man to bring out the fireworks in any woman. She’d had hot men before, but Lex was a volcanic mix of intelligence and carnality. Even though she needed to tone down his jealousy, the remembrance of his body on top of hers sent a thrill down her spine.

Damn it all to hell, I’m due to fall in love again.

Why couldn’t she command her heart to follow her head’s lead and keep it all to a physical level only? There was more to her attraction to Lex Luthor than sex, no matter how intent she was on denying it. She wanted the whole package, but letting him know that was completely out of the question. They were lovers and that was enough.

Liar

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I remember it well
The first time that I saw
Your head around the door
&#39;Cause mine stopped working

A week.

They’d broken their promise – or had it really been a promise – Lex thought to himself, pouring over laboratory reports and productivity analyses at his LuthorCorp offices. He cringed when he remembered how out of control he’d been the last time he’d seen Chloe, nearly running her down with his car in an idiotic, jealous rage.

It was the brandy.

There was no delusion, like self delusion but Lex knew a lie when he thought one. It was seeing Chloe with another man that had brought out his inner demons and like a misogynistic alpha-male, he’d gone to stake his claim. He threw his pen across his desk, giving up the pretext of concentration.

I remember it well
There was wet in your hair
I was stood in the stairs
And time stopped moving

Running his hand across his face, he willed himself to not think about Chloe Sullivan. Ironically, trying to control his non-thoughts guaranteed her a permanent position in his coherent thoughts. He was cursed and blessed, but above all things frustrated.

I want you here tonight
I want you here
&#39;Cause I can&#39;t believe what I found
I want you here tonight
I want you here
Nothing is taking me down, down, down...

“Emily,” he called out, buzzing his executive assistant.

“Yes, Mr. Luthor,” she replied.

“Transfer my calls to voice mail for the remainder of the afternoon, except for emergencies. Tell Jackson we’ll review the reports at Monday’s meeting.”

“Yes, Mr. Luthor.”

“Thank you, Emily.”

He grabbed his coat and briefcase and left the offices for the day, making a quick call to his fencing coach for an afternoon session that day. Physical exertion would remove the memory of…well, another type of physical exertion.

As he entered his Porsche, he received a call he assumed was from Emily.

“Luthor,” he said bluntly.

“Very clever….he knows his own name.”

Chloe.

“Sorry,” he said, a smile creeping over his face, “I thought it was the office.”

“I was just thinking about you,” he heard her say. It was hard to not feel a satisfactory glow, he thought to himself.

“So was I,” he admitted.

“I want to see you again.”

“Where?” he asked.

“Saturday after my shift at Dreg’s. Come pick me up and we’ll go somewhere.”

“Am I no longer allowed in?” he teased.

He heard the sounds of her deep breath, “It’s not that, Lex. Matt….the guy I was with the other day is playing on Saturday.”

“And you thought I’d explode in a jealous rage if I saw him near you again?”

Chloe laughed, relieved, as he poked fun at himself. “Something like that, yes.”

“You asked me to trust you, Chloe. I need to ask you to do the same thing.”

A fair request, she thought to herself. “You really want to come to the club?”

He was regressing into teenage hell, God help him.

“We need to ….spend time together,” he said painfully, wondering where this self-depracating confession was coming from.

Knock me over with a feather, Chloe thought to herself as she blinked her eyes in surprise. Was Lex about to admit that he had a crush on her? “Do you…mean that?” Chloe replied, embarrassed at her own slightly girlish squeal of delight.

“Yes,” he answered firmly.

“I’m not good at the whole…..dating thing,” Chloe confessed, “and I’m also self-involved, rash and have a bad temper.”

“A good list of endearments,” he laughed, “which apply to me as well, unless I’m mistaken.”

“I’m so damn awful at this. Maybe I should write you a letter….or an email…..or I should just shut up now before the foot goes further in my mouth.”

“Chloe?”

“Yes?”

“Let’s take it one step at a time.”

After breathing a sigh of relief, she smiled and nodded her head before she remembered that he could see her affirmative gesture. “That sounds great. I’ll see you on Saturday then. Goodbye.”

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Music Credit
“I Remember” performed by Damien Rice

[autumngold]

I&#39;m glad that Lex is tempering his jealousy and that Chloe is letting him in&#33;&#33; Thanks for the update&#33;&#33; I can&#39;t wait to see how Saturday goes&#33;&#33; :yay: :chlexsign3: :yay:

[kitten]

:biggrin:

Chloe and Lex are so good for each other. They have so much of the same bullshit they won&#39;t let each other get away with it.

I like Clark with someone who makes him try a bit harder without bashing him over the head with her untouchability Carla is great.

And Lana . . . well, she deserves herself.

*pictures Lana in a big pot of boiling water, stewing ALL ALONE*

Bite me, Pinky.

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Clark’s in lurve, but the Kents don’t like it. Chloe and Lex steam up Dreg’s.)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 12
~~~~~~~~~

Carla snapped her fingers loudly as Chloe shook with surprise. “Earth to Chloe…..anyone home?”

“I’m here, just distracted.”

“Hmm,” Carla hummed as they worked the back stage area prior to the club opening on Saturday. “Expecting someone special tonight?”

“Shut up,” she warned. She’d told Carla about Matt earlier in the week and Chloe was afraid he might overhear their conversation.

“It’s Ok,” Carla assured her as they walked towards the bar area. “Matt’s always incredibly late, as you know, and even if he wasn’t, so what? Aren’t you and Lex….a thing now?”

“I guess.”

“You guess, don’t you know?”

“No,” she whined, “no, I don’t. I’m strong in every aspect of my life – school, work, sex – but it’s different with Lex, Carla. I’m such a klutz ever since we…”

“Since you what? Chloe, did you sleep with him?” Carla asked animatedly.

“This is so hard to talk about….with you,” she confessed.

“Why, because of what happened that night at his place? I told you – over and done with. He’s too sophisticated for my taste, remember? I’m just a farmer’s brat with a crush.”

“A crush – oh, shit you and Clark? I haven’t even asked&#33;”

“You’ve been too busy on that boat to denial you insist on riding,” Carla joked, earning a punch on the shoulder from Chloe. “Ouch.”

“Give me the scoop. Are you and Kent hot and heavy?”

“He’s not like that Chloe,” Carla said, blushing slightly, “and to tell you the truth, I like that about him. We’ve had three dates and he’s shy and cute, but he always seems to be holding himself back.”

“Yep, that’s the Clark I know,” Chloe said, with a scowl. “He can never see beyond his own fears, even when he has something great in front of him.”

“After our last date,” she confessed, “I thought he was going to kiss me, but he gave me a quick peck on the lips. I swear, I felt like jumping him.”

“Do it,” Chloe advised, “because it’s nice to date a gentleman and all, but they all have a bit of demon inside. You need to find it and bring it to the surface.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Clark was up in his loft, finishing up some homework, when Jonathan stopped in for a visit. He knew his father was upset that he was meeting Carla late that evening, but he explained that the hours she worked made it hard for them to meet at what might be considered ‘regular’ hours.

“Son, can I talk to you for a minute?” he called out as he headed up the stairs.

“Sure, Dad,” Clark replied, putting down his pen, “what’s on your mind?”

“Your mother and I are concerned about this girl you’ve been seeing.”

“Dad, Carla and I have been dating for less than two weeks. I know what I’m doing.”

“Well, you have been seeing an awful lot of each other.”

“Come on. We’ve had three dates, not counting tonight.”

Jonathan shook his head and put his hands in his pockets, “We just don’t want you moving too quickly with this girl. She’s from Metropolis and works late hours…she’s different from-“

“From Lana you meant to say,” Clark replied, “yes, I know that, but I like her and it’s time to move on. You don’t even know Carla, but it sounds to me like you and Mom are already prejudging her.”

“Son, we don’t know anything about her.”

“Exactly, so please don’t start comparing her to Lana. She’s a different person altogether.”

“Well, she is very attractive, Clark, but I’m afraid you-“

“My hormones are well under control, Dad,” Clark replied, hoping his lie wouldn’t be shot down too quickly.

“We trust you son,” his dad added, “but we want you to be careful with all your choices.”

“And I will,” he assured him, “I promise.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I Look At her In That Paper Dress.
I Wonder Why She Won&#39;t Burn.
She&#39;s Just A Paper Doll, Thats All, Just A Paper Doll.
I Dress Her Up She Knocks Me down

Kittie was playing at Dreg’s that night, as Chloe helped out at the bar. The crowd had come in from three states to see a rare live performance in that part of the country. Even though she was supposed to work the floor, the bartenders and waitresses were overrun as the club filled to capacity. Matt’s band was scheduled to play last call, but until then Dreg’s was going to be a nightmare to work in.

They Try Her On For Size, she Fits Nice.
One Size Fits All

She looked at her wristwatch and saw that it was five after nine. Chloe had given Lex backstage access and he’d promised to be there at nine, but she’d been so damn busy she hadn’t noticed the time. Pulling on Carla’s shoulder, Chloe told her she was taking her break.

“Go get ‘em, tiger,” Carla replied with a thumbs up.

Now Her Soul Is Dead, Now Her Bodies Raw, You Can Numb Her Pain
Watch The Blood Run Down Her Face.
But Dont Take Notice.

When she finally made her way through the assembled, noisy crowd to backstage, she found a very amused Lex having a conversation with the band’s manager. He saw her coming towards him and excused himself as they walked over to the stage door.

“It’s like a carnival of the bizarre out there,” he commented.

“I didn’t think it was going to be like this tonight,” she said, “I’d forgotten the huge following Kittie has.”

“Come here,” he said, taking a few steps back until they were in a small dark alcove, just slightly out of view.

She could barely see his face, but she could feel his hands on the small of her back. Moving his lips to just under her ear, she heard Lex whisper, “I haven’t given you a proper hello.”

Trailing his lips along her lips, Chloe grabbed his face and crushed his mouth with hers as he held her against him tightly. Moving her head in the darkness, she felt his hands sliding under her shirt. With a quick twirl, he had her up against the wall as his hand creeped up her body, towards her breast.

He began to kiss her neck, as Chloe’s faced burned with fear. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered.

“Lex, anyone could see us.”

“But they won’t.”

“They could.”

She felt his hands covering her breasts as he pushed up her bra violently and lowered his head to her chest. Chloe could feel her heart pumping faster as he fastened his lips around the aureole of her nipple and suckled gently.

“Lex,” she breathed, “I’ve….missed you too.”

“Prove it,” he dared, taking her hand and placing it over the growing bulge in his trousers. Chloe quickly got the message and unzipped him until she held his growing erection in her hands.

“Here? Now?” she exclaimed, the excitement creeping into her voice.

“Yes,” he replied, raising his head as his hands began to feel up her legs, “and I’m so glad you decided to wear a skirt tonight. That was careful thinking.”

She took his hands and brought them up under her skirt, towards the top of her thong. “Perhaps it was a subliminal dirty wish.”

“Which I’m happy to fulfill,” he murmured, yanking them down and to the ground. Lex took hold of her hand and placed it inside his pocket, to the wrapped condom that was inside.

“Bastard,” she slurred as she took it out, “you knew you’d get lucky.”

“No, but I hoped,” he said, pushing her skirt up as she unwrapped the condom and slid it over his cock.

“God, Lex, you’re so hard.”

“I blame you,” he said, picking her up and wrapping her legs around his hips. Feeling her with his finger, he saw that she was beginning to get aroused and slowly he pumped his finger inside her, capturing her other nipple in his mouth as he heard her low shriek.

Her wetness grew and Lex inserted another finger, making sure she was properly aroused before entering her properly. Chloe, however, grew impatient, and Lex felt her hand engulfing him as she placed him at her entry and wordlessly commanded him to thrust inside. Finally inside her body, Lex grabbed her buttocks as Chloe clutched his shoulder and back. Pushing against the wall, she bit down on his shoulder, marking the flesh under the fabric to suppress her screams.

“Want you…..so much,” she heard him whisper in her ear, as he pumped faster and faster, Chloe’s back rubbing fiercely against the wall behind them. Shielded by darkness, but covered with the sounds of the music behind them, she let out a vicious scream as she came. “Don’t stop,” she whispered, “I want to feel …..you….come in me.”

On fire with her response, Lex complied with her wish as he pressed against her and collapsed. Chloe unwrapped her legs from his hips and felt him tenderly rest his head against her forehead.

“You’re driving me insane,” he laughed, panting to catch his breath again. “Now I’m an exhibitionist.”

“Likewise,” she said, kissing him on the cheek as he pulled her into his embrace. “but I wouldn’t change it for all the world.”

“What am I going to do with you?” he asked, as she attempted to adjust her clothing.

“Well, I’d make a few suggestions,” she replied, “but I think they’d all be dirty.” He laughed and moved to her side, leaning against the wall next to her.

“What are we doing, Chloe?”

“I thought the birds & bees talk came before?” she teased.

“That’s not what I meant, which you know of course,” he said, putting his arm around her as he leaned towards him.

“We’re lovers,” said, her head against his chest.

“Do you want us to be exclusive?” he asked carefully.

Chloe raised her head and looked over at him, making out part of his face from the light overhead. Her heart began to race again, but the fear had stolen her ability to speak. She brought her hand to his cheek and smiled.

“You haven’t answered my question,” he reminded her.

“Won’t you tire of me if I belong to you?” she said, putting some of her fears out where he could respond to them.

“You will always belong to yourself, Chloe,” he answered cautiously, “as I will belong to myself. All I want is to be with you-“

“Only me? We’re talking monogamy here.”

“I realize that.”

“Doesn’t it scare you though?”

“It’s terrifying,” he confessed, “but in order to put fear behind you, first you have to face it.”

“Okay,” she replied quickly.

“Okay?” he repeated.

“Exclusive, but secret for now,” she said, “that would be easiest on both of us.”

“Smallville hates me as it is,” Lex laughed. “The minute they find out we’re together, I’ll be hated even more.”

“They aren’t exactly crazy about me either,” she laughed back, “and I’ll probably be labeled a golddigging slut.”

He flinched and she realized her ill-choice of words. Clutching his hand, she said, “I don’t care about gossip, but Gabe’s a different story. I can’t and won’t hurt him.”

“I understand.”

“I don’t want him to know.”

Lex was about to ask her if she meant ‘for now’, but he stopped himself. It was enough that Chloe was willing to attempt any semblance of a relationship, at least for the moment.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Music credit

“Paper Doll” performed by Kittie

[asharnanae]

heheheh&#33; loved it, I love this chlex&#33;

[kitten]

:wub:

Sweet, uncertain Lex. Lovely.

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Lana shows up at Dregs. Carla tells off Lana and makes Clark declare himself . Matt suspects he has some competition. This chapter is dedicated to nonky, who gave me a killer Carla line.)

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Chapter 13
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”I’ve got at least another four hours before I can leave,” Chloe said, laying against Lex,” and even though I hate to leave, I have to.”

“I know,” he said, kissing her softly.

“Meet me at your place,” she said, hugging him tightly, “and I’ll bring dinner.”

Lex took out his keys and began to take one out of the ring. He put it in the palm of her hand and closed her fingers around it. “I’ll be there.”

Kissing him once more before she walked away, he stood at the stage exit and smiled at her as Chloe waved goodbye.

Carla was frantic when Chloe finally returned to the floor. “Jesus, Chloe where the hell have you been.”

“Backstage,” she said, not meeting her friend’s eyes, looking towards the band on stage.

“You didn’t&#33;”

“I did.”

“Is he still here?” she joked, “when’s round two?”

Chloe scowled at her, sticking her tongue out as she shook her head. “Relax, he’s gone. He knows I have to work.”

“I’m so jealous,” Carla said, “but come on. Tables await us.”

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Chloe had barely taken over her station, when she saw Lana seated with a group of women she didn’t recognize. She shook her head and walked away, thankful that she wasn’t seated in her area.

Carla on the other hand, wasn’t so lucky, as Lana and her small group were in her section. As she walked over to her table, she watched as Lana angrily stared her down. Work called and she cleared the bottles and glasses quickly, depositing them at the bar and walking over to the main register, where she’d be working for the rest of the night.

Less than ten minutes after she’d gotten there, Lana sauntered over to pay the bill for her table. Carla did a double take as she saw that she was wearing the ugliest pink belt she’d ever seen. Not saying a word, she took the money and handed Lana the change.

“You’re Clark’s latest, aren’t you?”

“Nice attitude there. You don’t even pretend to get over yourself, do you?”

“Temper, Carla. I’m a customer. Don’t make me complain to management.”

“Go ahead, if you can find him,” Carla dared.

“Feisty,” Lana said, “but you won’t last for long. Clark never keeps his flavors of the month for long.”

“That could explain why he didn’t keep you around.”

“Bitch.”

“Bite me, pinky,” Carla said, who had a six inch height advantage over the girl, “and move it along. I’m too busy for little girl games.”

Lana huffed and was about to say more, when she got shoved to the side by a red bandanna wearing bodybuilder and her girlfriend who were tired of waiting to pay their bill. She walked away, scheming what she’d do next.

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Matt and his band were warming up backstage, when Chloe walked by with a message for the sound guy. He put down his guitar and walked over to say hello.

“Matt, hi,” she said.

“Crazy night out there, isn’t it? I hope we won’t be a disappointment after the turnout for Kittie.”

“Come on, you guys are great. There’s still a big crowd out there.”

“Thanks.”

“Break a leg out there,” she said, preparing to walk away.

“I will once you agree to go out with me.”

“Matt, I told you before, I’m just not comfortable with it. Carla’s a good friend.”

“And she’s fine with it, as I’m sure she told you.”

“She did, but I still feel weird about it?”

“Are you sure that’s all there is?”

“Yeah,” she lied, looking away quickly. “I’d rather just be friends.”

He looked at her suspiciously, not believing a word of what she was saying. Picking up his guitar again, he smiled at her. “There’s someone else, even though you won’t say it, right?”

“I’ll see you later, OK?” Chloe walked back out to the floor as Matt watched her.

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Carla was still pissed off, and she liberally tossed around napkins and odd bits of glass with her feet as she worked the register. It was 1:00 am, Matt’s final set had just ended and time for her break. Nodding towards Nat, who worked the registers with her, she walked over to the coat check, looking to see if Clark had arrived. He was waiting for her by the door.

She pulled him by the hand outside, muttering, “We need to talk.”

“Carla, what’s going on?”

“What’s the deal with Lana?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“She was here tonight, and called me your latest ‘flavor of the month’. Is she jealous or just a natural bitch?”

“Carla, seriously, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Tell me the truth. Is there anything going on between you two?”

“No&#33; I told you that’s over and done with.”

“Do you like me?”

He was taken aback as Carla walked up within an inch of him and put her hands on her hips. “Well?” she asked.

“Yes, I do.”

“Then why haven’t you kissed me?” she questioned, as he blushed.

“Carla, I just-“

“Look,” she said, taking a breath as she ran her hand through her hair, “I like you, Clark. We have fun together and you’re the first guy in a long time that hasn’t seen me as cheap little bar girl, out only for a good time. On our last two dates, every time you were about to kiss me you pulled back. What’s the deal?”

“You’re pretty straightforward, aren’t you?”

“I’m a farm girl from Illinois. I don’t do bullshit.”

Clark gently put his hand on her arm as he brought his lips down to hers. Carla curled her fingers in his hair as she pressed him forward and he brought his hands to her waist. She moved her hand to his cheek as their kiss deepened and Clark’s hands traveled up her back. As their kiss broke, she fluttered her eyes, looked up at him and smiled.

“You’re blushing,” she said, her hand on his hot cheek.

“That was a hell of a kiss,” he explained.

“Yes, it was,” she agreed. “Which I’d like you to repeat many, many times.”

~~~~~~~~~~~

From the window by the register, Chloe happily watched as Clark finally made a move on Carla. Smiling happily, she walked out just as their kiss broke up, jacket in hand.

“Hey, you two,” she greeted nonchalantly.

“Hi Chloe,” Clark greeted, his arm around Carla’s shoulder.

Carla merely winked her greeting as Chloe smiled. “Well, I’m off. Hot date night.”

“At this hour?” Clark questioned.

“Clark, don’t do the protective thing,” Chloe said, “you’re twenty years too young for it to work properly.”

“Funny.”

“I crack myself up constantly. Now, I’m cracking myself gone. Goodnight, lovebirds&#33;”
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[hfce]

I love this. I want more please. Its like a Lays potatoe chip. Once you have one you can&#39;t stop. ;)


Hope :)

[sydsvaughn]

Loving this so much... and so many updates ... you&#39;re making my week&#33;

SaraC

[asharnanae]

:biggrin: fantastic&#33;&#33;

[autumngold]

Great updates&#33;&#33; I&#39;m so glad that Chloe and Lex have decided to be exclusive&#33;&#33; :biggrin: I just hope that Lana doesn&#39;t find out&#33;&#33; Post again quickly please&#33;&#33; :yay: :chlexsign1: :yay:

[buddyfozzy]

Wow, I check back with this story and so many new updates&#33;&#33; :yay: :yay2: :yay: I love Clark with Carla, they are so sweet together. :wub: I&#39;m glad Chloe and Lex are together exclusively too. I love the acting like a teenager with a crush Lex&#33; :wub: :wub: :wub:

[chril1]

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more

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[Blaire023]

this is a really awesome story. i&#39;m loving it so far and i just got all caught up.

[Shy Butterfly]

I WANT MORE&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;


Please? :blush:

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Chloe and Lex do dinner. Clark stays out all night and the Kents freak out.)
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Chapter 14
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Metropolis had a new Belgian bistro opening early that week, which Chloe thought would be perfect for her late night dinner with Lex. She called in an order while in her car, on her way to his apartment. The evening had turned cold all of a sudden, and she regretted wearing her thinly lined leather jacket instead of her warm coat. Carla had borrowed it for her date with Clark that night.

Chloe smiled as she remembered how cute the two looked, feeling very Emma-like, though she had very little to do with the match. Fortunately, they both seemed very happy and it gave Clark a chance to see beyond his Lana obsession to other women who might be more positive influences on him.

Pulling into Lex’s building, she tossed her key at the valet and stopped at the concierge to be buzzed in. It took only minutes before she was in the penthouse elevator, on her way up to see Lex. Chloe tapped her foot anxiously as she listened to the quiet buzz of the machinery as she made her way up.

He’d left the door open for her, and she stepped inside where she found Lex on his back listening to music, astride his lacquered, dark navy leather couch. Smiling, she took off her jacket and lay it down quietly on a side table, topping it with her small purse. Quietly, she approached him and pecked him tenderly on the forehead.

“I didn’t hear you come in,” he said, looking up at her.

“You looked so deep in concentration that I didn’t want to disturb you,” she said, walking around and sitting next to him on the couch, “for a moment, I even thought you were asleep.”

“Then how would you explain the open door?” he questioned.

“Magic,” she whispered, bending down to kiss his lips. He pulled her on top of his body, hands running wild her back as she involuntary shivered under his caress. Lex quickly rotated positions until he was on top, kissing her deeply as she moved her hands underneath his shirt. Feeling the goosebumping flesh on her arms, Lex bent and began softly nuzzling the side of her neck as she cooed in pleasure.

“Lex,” she faux-whined, “dinner’s coming soon.”

“I’d rather have you coming soon.”

“You’re really quite the pervert, I hope you know.”

“There’s no ‘quite’ about it,” he said, nuzzling the top exposure of her cleavage, “you turn me on.”

“Mmmm,” she groaned, as his hands reached under her shirt, “don’t stop.”

Laughing as he undid the clasp of her bra, he teased, “But what about dinner?”

“Oh, fuck dinner,” she groaned, feeling his cold tongue licking arousing circles about her nipple as his hand explored her inner thigh.

“Not exactly what I had in mind,” he said, “but we can play sex up the food….after.”

With one swift swipe, he removed his shirt as Chloe struggled with her own. Tumbling as they struggled to undress, Chloe unzipped Lex’s pants as she felt him slide her underwear off her body. She nearly swooned when she felt his hands move up her inner leg, his finger twirling a small tendril of her pubic hair as his middle finger felt her inner wetness. Unable to control herself, she moved him to a sitting position and bent her head between his legs, taking the fullness of his shaft deep within her mouth.

Lex arched his back, in surprised arousal as she bobbed her head. He felt her hand upon his chest as his pulse beat faster. He placed his hands on her head, guiding her movements when he suddenly felt her adeptness. She took the entire length of him down her throat and he felt his entire body harden with anticipation.

Smiling nefariously, she moved her head away from his cock and began to slowly lick his nipples. Animalistically, he grabbed her by the shoulders until she was impaled upon his body. Chloe began to bounce atop his body, steadying her rhythm by grabbing his shoulders. Lex trailed his hands down her back, cupping her buttocks as he let her assume control.

Chloe’s passionate nature never failed to surprise him. She could be tenderly sweet one moment and a sex-gushing volcano the next, with no warning or anticipation. It was a quality he adored.

“We didn’t-“ he began to say, as Chloe pecked him softly on the lips.

“It’s OK,” she assured him, “I’ve got one on.”

“A female condom?” he questioned, as Chloe cupped his balls with her hand, silencing him instantly.

“I knew I was going to fuck you the minute I walked in here, so I came prepared” she said, biting the side of his neck as he writhed underneath her in a frenzy for release. “No&#33;” she said.

Chloe grasped him by the shoulders again, her hips gyrating as she whispered into his ear. “You come when I want you to.”

“You’re an aggressive woman.”

“Any complaints?”

“None whatever,” he said, as Chloe took his hands and placed them on her breasts. As he leaned his head against her body, he felt her spasm and collapse on his shoulder. The walls of her body crashed against his cock and he found his own release, leaning back to cradle her on his lap.

“Oh my God,” he heard her utter, “it just gets better and better.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment”, he said, kissing her shoulder as she got to her feet.

“Please do,” she replied, collapsing next to him on the couch. They heard a knock on the door and locked eyes.

“Dinner,” they said in unison. Lex grabbed his pants and struggled to put them on as Chloe grabbed the first thing she could find – his shirt – and threw it over her head. She heard the door open and some mumbled conversation as she walked over to the dining area.

Lex brought in two plastic bags and lay them on the table. Picking her up, he kissed her and took her in his arms. “I like you in my clothes.”

“Funny, because I like you out of them.”

“We can’t be naked all of the time,” he said, laying her down on a chair.

“Not all,” she said, reaching in for the food, “but a good percentage.”

Lex smiled and shook his head as he helped her lay out the food on the table. He had the distinct impression he was going to need the nourishment for the night ahead.

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Clark had spilled the popcorn all over Carla’s living room carpet as they both exploded into peals of laughter. “This is unreal&#33;” he said.

“I know&#33;” she replied, “I told you that ‘Raising Arizona’ was a work of comedic genius.”

“You were right. This was better than the late night movie showing.”

“And has far better privacy,” she laughed. Clark put his arm around her shoulder as she lay her head against his body.

“Carla,” he said, feeling her hand trailing his chest, “there’s something we need to talk about-“

“Relax, Clark,” she assured him, “not everything leads to sex. I just like touching you.”

“How did you know what I was going to say?” he wondered out loud.

“Call it a lucky guess,” she said, moving her head up to look him in the eyes, “but was I wrong?”

“No,” he replied, surprised by how simple it was to be honest with her, “even though it makes me feel a little naïve.”

“Why?” she said, leaning back against him.

“I don’t know….because guys are supposed to be more experienced….have moves that I don’t.”

“Hey, I like your moves,” she insisted, “and don’t start picking on my guy.”

Clark smiled as he felt her settle against his body again, feeling her breast graze his chest and being rewarded with an electric shudder running down his spine. “I should get going after the movie’s over, though. My folks are a bit…protective.”

“You can stay if you want to,” she quietly said.

“Carla, I don’t think that’s-“

“No strings and no conditions,” Carla assured him, “I just don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be on the road at this hour.”

“My father’s going to flip. You know what he’s going to think.”

“He’s going to flip anyway,” she reasoned, “since it’s already nearly three in the morning. As for what he’ll think, just tell him the truth. The last thing I want to do is get between you and your folks, Clark, but they’ve got to realize you’re over eighteen. You’re not doing anything wrong.”

“Good in theory,” he said, pecking her on the cheek gently, “but I don’t think it’ll fly.”

“You don’t know until you try.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Clark….I really don’t think……..well, you should just get home then……..alright, son. I’ll tell your mother.”

Jonathan hung up the phone and turned to face Martha. “He’s not coming home tonight.”

“Where is he?”

“He had a date with Carla that ran late, so he said he’s spending the night on her couch.”

“And you fell for that? Honestly, Jonathan.”

“Martha, we need to trust our son. The more we try to push him away from that girl, the more he grows closer to her.”

“I just don’t trust her, Jonathan.”

“We don’t even know her, Martha. Don’t we owe it to Clark to meet her before we bring down our disapproval on their relationship?”

“Jonathan, do you really think I want to meet the girl who’s obviously sleeping-“

“Martha, he’s our son. Let’s give him the benefit of the doubt, at least. Besides, I think it’s healthy that he’s no longer pining over Lana. It’s time he moved on.”

“I still wish they’d had another chance.”

“I don’t know, Martha,” he said, as they walked back upstairs to their bedroom. “Haven’t you noticed how…out of sorts she’s been lately?”

She nodded her head slightly, “Now that you mention it…..”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[autumngold]

:yay: Yay&#33;&#33; You updated&#33;&#33; :yay: Lana had better not mess up Chloe and Lex&#33;&#33; :yay2: :chlexsign4: :yay2:

[kitten]

:yay:

Saw away at those apron strings, Carla&#33; You&#39;ll make Clark his own man yet.

Very hot Chlex too . . . as per usual. Great chapter. :biggrin:

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Lex is a stallion. Lana’s a very sick puppy. Lex and Matt meet. Martha and Jonathan meet Carla.)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 15
~~~~~~~~~

Seven times. Hot damn.

Chloe couldn’t stop herself from smiling as she got in her car to drive back to Smallville the following morning. Finally, she’d begun to understand the bragging stories told by some of the people who worked at Dregs. Sex, with the right person, was an explosive, shared experience and for her the person who’d brought it out was Lex. Physically, they were compatible on every level and as for stamina, he left her incredulous. Most men she’d had the bad luck to come across before either needed to dominate or to be dominated, but Lex was secure enough in his own sexuality to explore both options. The thought of him turned her into a carnal whore and she loved every second of it.

Gripping the steering wheel as she took the exit towards the highway, she remembered the feel of him sleeping next to her. It was the first time she’d ever slept the night with a man and it had felt right. When she’d awoken, they were lying side by side, his head on her breast. Lex gave her the previously unattainable sensation of belonging; of being with a man with whom she could be honest and never feel judged. She was almost afraid of becoming used to this sensation.

Her phone rang as she reached the Smallville city limits and she was chagrined to discover who it was.

“Lana, it’s five in the morning,” she said exhaustedly, “and it’s not a good time.”

“I waited for you,” she replied calmly, “but you didn’t come home all night.”

“What? Were you at my house?”

“Yes, I was,” Lana replied, laughing, “it’s not the first time I’ve been in your bedroom, or don’t you remember?”

“Lana, I’m warning you. Stay away from my house and away from me.”

“Or you’ll do what exactly? Call the police? Who on earth would believe you, Chloe? I’m Lana Lang – everyone loves me. Do you really think they’re going to take your word over mine?”

She was flabbergasted as she pulled her car over. “You don’t know what you’re saying, Lana. I think you seriously need some help.”

“What I need is to get you back, Chloe, and I will,” Lana said calmly, “but until I do that, I’ll be watching. Just keep that in mind.”

Lana hung up the phone as in her car, Chloe felt a wave of fear pass through her. She hadn’t a clue what to do about Lana’s new stalker status.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Back in her apartment above the Talon, Lana went over the few items of Chloe’s she’d kept in a small box under her bed. Laying down on the floor as the music from the radio began playing, she spread the delicate ivory-lace bra over her body as she undid her pants.

Every breath you take
Every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take
I&#39;ll be watching you

Her hand began exploring her body, nipples erect as her finger grazed the spots she wanted Chloe to touch. Lana’s hand trailed down between her legs, finding herself growing wet at the remembrance of the first time she’d gone down on her.

Every single day
Every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay
I&#39;ll be watching you

“Chloe”, she whispered urgently, inserting a finger inside her body as her other hand gripped the bra, bringing it up to her face to inhale the scent of her lover.

O can&#39;t you see
You belong to me
How my poor heart aches with every step you take

She gripped the bra tightly, imagining the first time her hand had ‘accidentally’ strayed to Chloe’s breast as they dressed for gym class many months ago. For Lana, it was the first time she’d every felt any sort of arousal, and she’d vowed to get Chloe into her bed no matter the risk.

Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I&#39;ll be watching you

Lana was close to peaking, as she remembered the first glance of Chloe’s naked body underneath her own, her hands urging Lana to go further and indulge her appetite. The taste….the sweet ambrosia of Chloe’s cunt…..she could feel it in her mouth, tender juices running down her chin.

Since you&#39;ve gone I been lost without a trace
I dream at night I can only see your face
I look around but it&#39;s you I can&#39;t replace
I keep crying baby please

“You’re mine&#33;” she called up, screaming as her orgasm washed over her body, Chloe’s face in her thoughts.

Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I&#39;ll be watching you


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Clark was fussing around the house, as Martha watched him in amusement. She’d finally given in to Jonathan’s request and invited his new girlfriend to their house for dinner. The sight of Clark arranging and rearranging the flatware was a sight she wished she could conserve on film. When had Clark ever wondered what the difference between a salad fork and a dinner fork was?

“I think that’s enough,” Martha finally said, taking the bread out of the oven, “and this detail to table décor is frightening me. Have you secretly been reading Martha Stewart Living?”

“Funny, mom,” he said, stepping away from the table as he eyed the living room clock, “I just want to make a good impression. That’s all.”

“Well, we want to get impression as well,” she assured him, “so tell us something about her.”

“Carla’s from some small town in Illinois…..Flemington, I think. Her mother died when she was a little girl and her dad still has a farm there.”

“Her father’s a farmer? Interesting.”

“Yeah, she’s pretty tough,” he said, laughing lightly as he walked over to the window, “and she drives a mean tractor.”

“Sounds like she and Jonathan will have a lot to talk about,” she said, removing her baking mitts as she took some vegetables out of the refrigerator to chop.

“I really like her, Mom.” Clark said.

“I know, Clark. That’s why your father and I thought it was important we meet her. You two have been spending a lot of time together.”

“It’s not what you think, Mom,” he warned.

“And how do you know what I’m thinking, young man?”

He flushed beet red as he heard a knock on the door, “Mom, I’m begging you. Try to give her chance. She’s really nice – you’ll see.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Chloe had been called in to work a Friday shift, much to Gabe’s distaste. It was the first weekend in over two months that he had off and he’d wanted to have dinner with his daughter. Also, he needed to address the sneaking suspicion he had that Chloe had gotten herself involved with some deadbeat.

She wasn’t in the mood to deal with a lecture, however, and was able to sneak out of the house before Gabe had realized she was gone. Using Carla as her alibi, Chloe left a message for Gabe informing him that she’d be back first thing in the morning.

As she was taking her break, she was surprised to see Lex show up with a small, brown paper bag in his hands.

“I brought you some dinner,” he said gallantly, as he took her hand and pressed some keys into the palm of her hand, “and an invitation.”

“You’re venturing into adorable territory, Lex,” she said, rubbing his hand, “and I’m just dying to kiss you right now, but that would be breaking the rules.”

Over the course of the week, they’d had several conversations about their relationship, mainly on discretion. Chloe realized the risk they’d run of being seen and exposed by the tabloids and she refused to allow Lex to go through that. He’d suffered enough from media intrusion in his life.

“I’ll kiss you plenty later,” she added, as he held her hand and squeezed. Just then, Matt walked by the coat room they were standing by. Lex and Chloe quickly broke apart, but Matt had already seen them.

“Chloe,” he said, “I think Dave’s asking for you in there. They’re short tonight and he’s in screaming mode.”

“Sounds like a fun evening,” she said, looking over to Lex as she introduced them. “Matt Jensen, this is Lex Luthor.”

Didn’t introduce him as a friend, Matt thought to himself suspiciously.

“Jensen? Any relation to Jason?”

“Older half-brother,” he asserted, “but I’m the road less talked about among the Jensen clan. He’s the golden boy.”

“It seems most families have the same schism,” Lex noted. “But at least being on the non-spot lit section makes nothing off bounds. The general rules need not apply and all that.”

“Interesting choice of words,” Matt replied, smiling as he noticed their discomfort, “I’m assuming you speak from personal experience.”

“It’s possible,” Lex answered evasively, as Matt eyed Chloe, “but of course, some situations still call for the proverbial rules of engagement.”

“Such as?” Matt laughed.

Lex’s eyes slitted as he smiled. “Evocative conversation, but I must be going.” He nodded at Chloe, who smiled in response. She watched him until the door behind her closed shut.

“You have got to be kidding me, Chloe,” Matt said as she turned to walk to the stage area.

“Matt, back off.”

“The Lex Luthor – the man notorious for picking up brunette mattresses and dumping them when he’s through. I thought you had better taste than that.”

“I’m not confirming anything.”

“You don’t have to. I saw you – I saw him, for fuck’s sake&#33; He was practically warning me to back off.”

“I’m not-“

“I can’t believe you,” he said disgustedly, “that guy’s going to eat you up and spit you out, Chloe. Common sense should have told you that – at least.”

“I told you, Matt. Back off.”

He grunted and shrugged his shoulders. “If that’s what you want.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Surprisingly enough, Martha found that Clark’s assessment of Carla was correct. She was indeed a very nice girl. After a lengthy discussion of tractor mechanics, the interrogation finally got under way. Clark visibly cringed, but Carla supportively held his hand under the table.

“So how long have you lived in Metropolis, Carla?”

“About a year now,” she replied, taking a sip of water. “I got a partial scholarship to Metropolis University and it was the perfect change to leave Illinois.”

“Were things difficult for you there?” Jonathan asked.

“Once my dad remarried, they were,” she answered, “To say we don’t get along would be putting it mildly.”

“And you thought leaving was the best way to deal with it?” Martha wondered.

Carla smiled as Clark squeezed her hand under the table. “No, I thought accelerating my education and finding direction was. I took summer courses and extra course work and graduated a year early. My portfolio grew by leaps and bounds.”

“Are you an art major?” Jonathan asked.

“Double actually,” she said, “Art history and English.”

Martha was impressed. “That sounds like a lot of work, Carla.”

“It is, but I can take it. Eventually I’d like to combine the two fields – maybe even go into journalism.”

“That’s what Clark’s interested in as well,” Jonathan said, as helped Martha clear the salad plates.

“He’s told me and I’ve read some of the articles he’s done for the Torch,” she said, smiling at Clark who looked at her adoringly, “I think he’s got punch – a real dynamic style when he’s on a roll.”

Clark beamed with pride as his parents went into the kitchen to bring out the main course. Carla leaned in and whispered, “Have I passed yet or do the knives come out over chicken?”

He laughed as she kissed him on the cheek, “I think you’re making a good impression.”

“If you say so,” she teased, “but I think your mom doesn’t care for me.”

“I still do,” he said, pecking her on the lips.

“Good,” she said, winking at him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“She’s very nice,” Jonathan noted, as he checked on the green bean casserole.

“Yes,” Martha reluctantly agreed, “and accomplished. Clark didn’t mention the art….or the writing.”

“We never asked, dear,” he reminded her.

“Well, I feel like a judgmental jerk,” she confessed, “and I think she knows I am.”

“You’re crazy,” he said, as he grabbed the roaster, “Now come on before they think we’re hatching some sort of plan.”

The rest of the dinner went off without a hitch and Marta graciously thanked Carla for bringing along an excellent dessert that she’d made herself, a lemon angel cake. Clark happily watched as his mother allowed Carla to help her clean up. It was a good first step.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[asharnanae]

:biggrin: woooohooo&#33;&#33;&#33; Love it&#33;&#33; Lana has gon all sorts of crazy, and matt&#33; HELOOOOOO&#33; Back off rude boy.

Fantastic work&#33;

[hfce]

Great update :clap: but Matt needs to back off and get a life. Lex needs to take care of Blackie/pinkie girl. She needs to die. And that sex scene with her made me :puke: please dont do that to me again. :tease:


Hope :devil:

[kitten]

:biggrin:

You know, I really like Nice Lex, but it would be okay if Ruthless Bastard Lex showed up long enough to squish Matt and Lana into sticky debris of stupidity and ickiness. Otherwise, there is no way to describe how kick ass Chloe, Lex, Gabe, Carla and EVEN CLARK are in this wonderful story.

[crankychick]

Lex may be nice, but it&#39;s not going to take much pushing by Matt to bring out his ruthlessness. There will be punching, I guarantee it. As for Lana - she&#39;s only going to get worse. :crygreen: Believe me, it makes me sick just writing it.

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Gabe tries to control Chloe. Lex will not be told what to do. Clark’s girlfriend kicks some ass.)
~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 16
~~~~~~~~~

Martha was surprised by the knock on the door midday and went to open it cautiously. Surprisingly enough, it was Carla who brought a large, wrapped frame. Opening the door, Carla greeted her warmly.

“Mrs. Kent, I hope I’m not bothering you,” she said, “but I had some time after class and you said the other night over dinner that you were interested in my work. This is my latest one, if you want to see it.”

“Carla, that’s so nice of you,” she said, “Please come and sit down. I’ll put some tea on.”

“Thanks, but I don’t want to intrude.”

“Oh, no,” she said, “I insist. Stay awhile.”

“Alright,” she said, as she watched Martha unwrap her latest oil painting. From the top of Dregs, she carefully sketched out a panoramic view of the Metropolis skyline.

“This is excellent work,” Martha said admiringly, “it must have taken you forever.”

“Good work always takes time,” she agreed, “but this one came along easily enough. I finished it over the weekend, so it might be a bit wet. I’d like you to have it.”

Marta was touched at the girl’s kindness. “Are you sure? This is work done on such an impressive scale.”

“If you like it, that makes it even more impressive,” she said, smiling at her, “and Clark mentioned the other day how you loved the sunrise over the Metropolis architecture. Having this near you gives you a picture of that….a visual image to go with the thought.”

“You’re very kind, Carla,” Martha said, laying the portrait down on the dining room table as they walked into the kitchen. “Thank you.”

“I’m glad you like it,” she said.

“We got off on the wrong foot, didn’t we?” Marta laughed, pouring water into the kettle.

“It happens,” Carla said with a shrug, “but I’ve always found that where there’s a wrong foot, there’s also a right one. Isn’t that so?”

“I can see why my son likes you,” Martha laughed.

“He’s a great guy,” Carla agreed, shyly looking towards the floor.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Over at the Sullivan household, things were far from cheerful. Gabe Sullivan was at the end of his rope because trying to reason with Chloe when she was on the warpath was a losing proposition.

“Chloe, when I know a thing, I know it,” he insisted, “who is he?”

“Dad, I do not want to talk about it?”

“Is it someone at that damn club?”

She paced the living room floor in anger, cheeks flushed as she contemplated breaking a window to make a getaway. “Let it go, Dad.”

“Listen, Chloe. I may not be an ogre, but I am still your father. Don’t think I don’t know you’ve stayed out many nights – all nights – while I’ve been out of town.”

“I’ve been at Carla’s-”

“Please,” he said with a wave of his hand. “I’m not an idiot. Any excuse you’ve used, I’ve used and perfected. Chloe, I’m trying here but you’re not giving me anything to work with here.”

“Dad, I’m not going to talk about this. It’s nothing&#33;”

“I’m worried about you. The other day when I stopped at the Talon, Lana told me about how you turned on her-“

The look of pure anger on Chloe’s face could be measured against the rage in her voice. “Why the hell are you discussing me with her?”

“She’s your friend, for one thing.”

“No,” she insisted, “she’s not, Dad. Lana hasn’t been my friend for some time.”

“But you two were so close, Chloe. Was it over a guy?”

“Hardly,” she said evasively, “but that’s another conversation. I have to work tonight.”

“I want you back after your shift,” he said, “or else, I’m showing up to get you.”

“You don’t want to do this, Dad,” Chloe said warningly, “remember, I’m as stubborn as you are.”

He sighed. “That’s unfortunately what I’m afraid of.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lex was making every effort to not show up at Dregs that night and had instead booked a session with his new personal trainer. Down in his boxing area, he was practicing on the heavy bag, when his valet entered and made his presence known.

“Mr. Luthor.”

“Yes, Philip.”

“There’s a Matt Jensen in the study to see you.”

Lex intuned that the next round would be fought on the upper levels of the manor. “Thank you, Philip. Tell him I’ll be upstairs shortly.”

Unwrapping his hands and grabbing his favorite bottled water, Lex casually strolled up to his study where Matt sat in his Eames side chair. Displeased and not caring if he picked up on it, Lex sat in his chair and put his feet on the desk.

“What a surprise,” he greeted, “I’m assuming this isn’t just a casual stop by.”

“Not in the least,” Matt said, “but I expect you already know that.”

“How can I help you, Matt?”

“I want you to leave Chloe Sullivan alone.”

“What exactly is your motivation here?”

“Excuse me?”

“Friend or romantic intention, since you require clarification.”

“Take a guess, Lex.”

“I’d say you’re the proverbial ‘owner of a lonely heart’,” Lex replied amusedly, “but there’s really nothing in my power to remedy that.”

“I don’t believe that.”

“Matt, I really don’t care what you believe.”

“Then do it for her,” he said angrily, “since you have a variety of ….other options available by all accounts. Let this one go before you hurt her.”

“I think your welcome can now be considered overstayed,” Lex said, as he stood to walk out.

“I’m warning you,” Matt said, standing in Lex’s path as he attempted to walk past him. “keep away from Chloe.”

“How gallant,” Lex mocked, “however self-intentioned. Stay out of things that don’t concern you, Matt. Oh, and I’d tread carefully if I were you. I don’t take kindly to threats.”

“Is that a warning?”

“Good advice is always good,” Lex said, brushing him aside as he walked out, “no matter the originating source.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dregs was going to be exceptionally busy that day and Chloe and Carla shared a short break outside the club. Dave, the night manager, had told them they would be close to if not over capacity that night. Chloe smoked a cigarette as Carla took a long sip of coffee.

“I hate busy nights,” Chloe droned, “especially when I’m pissed.”

“Still fighting with Gabe?”

“Yeah. I don’t know what I’m going to do.”

“Have you thought about telling him the truth about you and-“

“No&#33; The last thing Gabe needs to hear about-“

“Is what, Chloe?” shrilled Lana, walking up to the pair, “about your little night games.”

Chloe felt like throttling her. “I told you, Lana….stay the fuck away from me&#33;”

“I just love it when you get angry,” Lana teased, “you look just like a cat in heat.”

“Well, then meow too,” Carla said. She knew Chloe’s temper – if she and Lana got into a fight, it wouldn’t take long before she revealed the truth about Lex. “Chloe, go inside. Let me take care of this.”

“Carla, please-“

“Chloe,” she said, urging her with a upturning of her eyes that begged. Chloe nodded and walked back inside.

Carla tossed her coffee cup in the trash and walked up to the diminutive stalker. “I think you and I have a conversation pending.”

“I think it may have to do with you trying to steal my girl,” Lana asserted.

“Let’s start there if you want. Chloe’s not your girl and she’s not my girl. She’s my friend and I’m not going to let you intimidate her.”

“You’re getting on my nerves, Carla,” Lana seethed, “and if you keep it up, I’ll tell Clark all about your little sexcapade with Chloe.”

“And I’ll tell the whole town that you’re a raging lunatic,” she countered, “and that your little lesbian, unrequited crush has turned you batshit crazy.”

“No one would believe you.”

“I’m willing to take that chance. Small towns are wasp’s nest – give ‘em a small nip and all the buggers come out to bite.”

Lana attempted to slap Carla, but got her arm twisted as the other girl bent Lana’s arm behind her back and shoved her roughly. “You’re too short for that gesture, princess. Get out and stay out.”

“You bitch&#33;” Lana lunged towards the girl, who pushed her easily to the ground.

Carla stood above her and smiled triumphantly. “I’m a bitch who’s got at least five inches on you. Use your brain, shorty, or grow the fuck up.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[Queen Of Tact]

More please&#33;&#33;&#33; Pretty pretty please that was great&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;

Lana is freaking nuts, oh Chloe needs to kick her @#%.... Oy and matt doesn&#39;t know who he&#39;s messing with... I can&#39;t wait for Chloe to find out what he did...

Love it can&#39;t wait for more...


CC

[kitten]

:yay:

BWA hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha&#33;

*cackles long into the night*

[hfce]

:clap: :applause: Matt Matty please dude give it up. You dont want to get Lex angry with you. You will wish you never set your eyes on Chloe trust me dude. Get the fuck out of their business. :blinkkiss:

Blana God Blana :nobad: you need to be eliminated and I can&#39;t wait until you are. ;)


Hope :devil:

[asharnanae]

:biggrin: :yay: YES&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33; now that what I wanna see&#33;&#33;&#33; :worship2:

[buddyfozzy]

Lana got the beat down&#33; :yay: :yay: :yay: About damn time someone did that&#33; Man, Lana gets more and more psycho with every chapter, when she called Chloe on the phone and was acting all calm, that was pretty scary.

I really like Carla, her and Clark are sweet together. And I&#39;m glad the Kents have warmed up a bit to her.

These last few chapters with Chloe and Lex have been perfect. The smut was :smoker: and the sweetness was :wub: :wub: :wub: . I hope things continue to be so good, but I can tell this Matt guy is going to be trouble, aside from being a pretty big jerk to Lex. The way he went to see him like he did, man he must have a set of brass ones to mess with Lex Luthor like that. The Gabe stuff won&#39;t help either.

Wonderful updates&#33;&#33; :yay2: :worship2: :yay2:

[autumngold]

Great updates&#33;&#33; I&#39;m glad that Carla is getting along with Martha now&#33;&#33; Lana had better keep her mouth shut, she&#39;d better not break up Lex and Chloe&#33;&#33; Matt needs to get lost too&#33;&#33; Maybe Matt and Lana can hook up? They&#39;re perfect for each other&#33;&#33; :biggrin: :chlexsign1: :biggrin:

[sydsvaughn]

Is it wrong that my favorite part was the Lana beat down? Carla is my new hero&#33;

Loved this&#33;

SaraC

[FroggyJump]

I&#39;ve never really paid too much attention to the lyrics of "Every breath you take"; now the song is just weird, like "Private eyes" by Hall & Oats.
Lana is a skitz, but I&#39;m loving the way that even Clark is leaving her in the background.
I like reading this fic and I&#39;m looking forward to reading more.

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Carla advises Chloe to call the police. Lana snoops and overhears Chloe and Matt talking. Lex finds out about the hell Chloe’s been going through.)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 17
~~~~~~~~~

“Oh my God,” Chloe said, watching Carla sashay into the club after watching part of the altercation through the door. “What did you do?”

“Put that little stalker in her place,” Carla said, patting her hands dramatically, “and you, my friend, need to take some action.”

“Carla, what can I do? She’s been a little out of control-“

“A little?” Carla said in amazement, “she’s been following you around, broke into your home and calling you at all hours. Let’s face it; the girl’s got a couple of screws in her loose.”

“I can’t just call the cops on her, Carla,” Chloe said, “I realize what you’re saying, but I do kind of owe her something-“

“Your safety? Your security? No, I don’t think you owe her that.”

“I’m so damn confused.”

“Well, have you at least told Lex?” she whispered.

“God, no&#33; He doesn’t even know that she and I – you know –“

“Tell him, Chloe,” she advised, as they were called into the main seating area, “don’t build any castles on sand. If you like this guy, you should be straight with him.”

“He’s going to think less of me.”

Carla smiled and shook her head. “I doubt it. Hell, he knows about your experimentation – he’s experimented himself. Give him the benefit of the doubt.”

“Would it be corny to say that I’m afraid?” she said, as Carla put her arm around her friend’s shoulder. “I just don’t want him to think…less of me.”

“He’s not going to, but you need to be straightforward, Chloe. Also, that insane bitch poses a threat to you know; imagine what would happen if she caught the two of you together? You’ve got to tell him.”

“I don’t know-“

“Okay,” Carla said, as they made their way to the bar to officially start their shift, “no more pressure from me, but please think about it.”

“You’ve become full of good advice, Carl,” Chloe said, watching the first patrons of the night enter and wait to be seated, “I think love suits you.”

Carla winked and went to work, “Bet your ass it suits us.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Matt surprised both Chloe and Carla by showing up and performing an impromptu set. On acoustic guitar and unaccompanied, he performed a haunting rendition of one of Chloe’s favorite Cohen songs:

Many men have loved the bells
you fastened to the rein,
and everyone who wanted you
they found what they will always want again.
Your beauty lost to you yourself
just as it was lost to them.

Oh take this longing from my tongue,
whatever useless things these hands have done.
Let me see your beauty broken down
like you would do for one you love.

Carla listened behind the bar as she helped out busing tables, knowing her ex was up to something. He hated Leonard Cohen and if he was playing that song….

He’s after Chloe. Son of a bitch.

She no longer had romantic feelings for Matt, who she’d had an extremely rollercoaster relationship with, but Carla knew he was bad news for her friend. Matt was a great as a friend, but horrible as a mate. Cautiously watching him as he performed, Carla raised her eyebrow suspiciously when he looked in her direction.

You&#39;re faithful to the better man,
I&#39;m afraid that he left.
So let me judge your love affair
in this very room where I have sentenced
mine to death.
I&#39;ll even wear these old laurel leaves
that he&#39;s shaken from his head.

Just take this longing from my tongue,
all the useless things my hands have done,
let me see your beauty broken down,
like you would do for one you love.

After his performance was over, an equally suspicious Chloe met him backstage. She surprised him as he was putting away his guitar and receiving accolades from the musicians who were on after him.

“What gives, Matt?” she asked simply.

“Musical diversity is not a crime,” he replied, closing his guitar case and rising to face her.

“I’m not buying it.”

“Hey, it‘s a great song. Didn’t you like it?”

“I always love Cohen…and you know that.”

He put his hands in his pockets and smiled at her sheepishly. “It’s not wrong to want to make a friend happy, is it?”

“You’re not serenading your way into my heart, Matt,” she warned, “no matter how cute you look on stage.”

“So you think I was cute?”

She shook her head and sighed, “Yeah, I fell into that trap alright. You know you are, OK. I’m merely stating the obvious.”

“Come out with, Chloe,” he said, taking a step closer to her, “what’s a night out between friends?”

“Smooth,” she said coolly, “and no. You’re putting the charm on full gear and my alarm bells are going off.”

“You’re not seriously thinking Lex Luthor’s sticking to any exclusive arrangement, are you?”

“You’re not seriously thinking I’m discussing this with you, Matt. I told you before, back the hell off. It’s none of your business.”

“Then why are you here?” he questioned.

“Get over yourself,” she laughed, “I work here, remember.”

Unabashed, he looked her over from head to toe as Chloe stood her ground and eyed him suspiciously. Biting her tongue and reserving the lashing for another day, she turned and walked away.

From the shadows where she&#39;d heard only part of the conversation, Lana watched and smiled thinking of how she could use this to her advantage.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Clark had agreed to pick up the girls after the late shift was over and as usual, he was right on time. Carla walked up to him and kissed him as he ducked his head through the truck window. He pinched her cheek as she stepped back to let him exit the vehicle.

“How was the show tonight?”

“Pretty kickass, Chloe replied, “you should have come.”

“I had enough pounding on the field during practice today. I didn’t need any in my ears.”

“Oh, you sexy beast,” Carla sing-songed, “out on the field…you and a group of handsome, sweaty men...”

“Please, no more of that ho-tay stuff,” he pleaded.

“The hell?” Chloe said, laughing, “I think you mean ho-yay and how do you know about that?”

He shot a look over at his girlfriend who pouted dramatically and tilted her head. “Carla’s been teaching me some new words.”

Chloe looked from Clark to Carla and smirked as she walked over to the passenger side of the truck. “I’m not touching that one.”

“Come on, Clark,” Carla said, “let’s get Chloe home before she completely loses her bark.”

They drove as Chloe slowly closed her eyes on Carla’s shoulder, waking only when they’d arrived at her house. She took a long, deep breath before stepping out of the car and asking Carla, “Wish me luck.”

“Don’t pick fights when you’re coming off a rough shift, Chloe. Odds are you’ll lose.”

“Got it,” she nodded, “I’ll call you tomorrow.”

They waved to Chloe as she walked into her house. “Things are rough between her and Gabe, aren’t they?”

“Yeah,” Carla replied. “She’s under a lot of pressure.”

“And there’s more going on than what she’s telling me, right?”

“Yes, but I’m not talking.”

“Does it have anything to do with Lana?”

“What do you know about that?” she asked carefully.

“I know they’ve been acting weird around each other lately,” he answered, “and Lana’s just been…off lately.”

“There’s something there, Clark, but it’s not for me to say,” Carla said as they drove towards the farm. “By the way, are you sure about this? Your parent’s won’t mind my hanging out at your house. It’s so late.”

“It was my mom’s idea,” he confessed,” but I think my dad’s planning on having a tractor race with you in the morning. Never brag about field coverage speeds with my dad.”

“Bring it,” she said excitedly,” he’s going down.”

Clark laughed as they pulled up in front of the house. “Have I mentioned how incredibly you are?”

“Keep that going, blue eyes and you’re going to get kissed.”

“Promise?” he asked expectantly, as Carla leaned in and brushed his lips with hers, ruffling his hair with her hands.

“Come on,” she teased, “let’s go scare some cows.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Mr. Luthor?”

“Yes, Philip.”

“There’s a young lady here to see you. She says her name is Carla.”

Chloe’s adventurous friend.

Lex was silent for a moment as he tapped his finger on the desk. “Have her come in, please.”

She’d tried to talk herself out of doing this, but the fact Lana had been hovering near Dregs two weekends in a row and Chloe had still not said a word convinced Carla she had to step in and say something. Despite the awkwardness that she was certainly going to go through, she had to do the right thing. Showing up at LuthorCorp was risky, but necessary.

Attired in a simple, but well-cut amethyst colored pantsuit, Lex stood as the young woman entered his office.

“Relax, Lex,” she greeted, “I’m not here to declare my never-ending love.”

“I’m glad to hear that. Please have a seat.”

She sat down and watched him do the same. “I’m here about Chloe.”

“Not a jealous snit, I hope. I don’t think I could deal with another one of those.”

Carla watched him suspiciously and tilted her head slightly as she brought her hand up to her chin. “Matt?”

“How did you know?” he said, impressed by her fast guess.

“It’s the sort of misguided gesture he’s been prone to pulling before,” she reasoned, “but to answer your question, no. Chloe and I are friends – only friends – now.”

“So she’s told me,” he admitted, “about your friendship and about your relationship with Clark.”

Her jaw locked. “I’m not here to discuss that either, Lex. Chloe’s got a serious situation, but it doesn’t have to do with any of the persons mentioned.”

“Then with who?”

She sighed quietly, willing herself to go on. “Lana.”

Lex stifled the urge to laugh. “Really? What kind of game are you playing?”

“None, but if you’ll kindly take a minute to get your head out of your ass, I’ll explain how she’s been stalking your girlfriend.”

“I don’t care for your arrogance.”

“Tough. I’m not here to be cared for, Luthor. Lana’s been following Chloe around, she broke into her house a few weeks back and I’ve seen her trailing her at Dregs. Any questions?”

“Why would Lana be doing this?”

“That you’ll have to ask Chloe about. I’m only here to tell you about the threat, not the origin.”

“Why on earth should I believe you?”

Carla laughed as she stood to leave. “You have your own borderline-legal ways to verify what I’ve said, don’t you? Do something about this before that Lang bitch does something.” She turned and was about to leave.

“Carla, why are you telling me this?”

She stopped a few inches from the door and spoke without facing him. “Because she cares about you and she’s been a great friend to me. I won’t let anything happen to her, and I suspect neither will you.”

“All of this is rather farfetched and a bit implausible.”

“That doesn’t make it untrue,” she said, walking out the door.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Music Credit

“Take this Longing”, music & lyrics, Leonard Cohen

[kitten]

:wub:

*imagines Lex tying Lana to railroad tracks and waiting until she gets splattered all over Kansas*

Oh, lovely.

I love this story. I suspect I&#39;ll love it more as the violence increases toward Crazy Lana. :worship2:

[nokchan]

Am I the only one who sometimes imaged the look on Clarks face when he find out that his girlfriend had sex with Lex... after she had sex with Chloe... who had sex with Lana but does now have sex with Lex?

Great work hun&#33; Great Work

[buddyfozzy]

I can&#39;t wait until Chloe tells Lex the whole story and Lex takes care of Lana for good. :yay: :worship2: :yay:

[autumngold]

Chloe needs to tell Lex the truth before Lana brings that stupid tape to him&#33;&#33; Thanks for the update&#33;&#33; :yay: :chlexsign3: :yay:

[Zannie]

This story is just so much fun to read. I never know what to expect next.

Thanks for all the updates.

[hfce]

Chloe you have to tell him now. :nobad:
Matt and Blana go to hell. :die:

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Lex realizes Lana’s obsession. Carla and Clark get snuggly. Lana visits Gabe.)
~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 18
~~~~~~~~~

For the remainder of the day, Lex was unable to keep his conversation with Carla out of his thoughts. Every few minutes, he picked up his cell phone to call Chloe but he always stopped himself just as he was about to dial her number. Why would Lana Lang be stalking Chloe? It didn’t seem likely.

People do have the nasty habit of surprising you, though, and more often than not for the worst.

He wasn’t going to take any chances. It took only one phone call for him to place Lana under surveillance. If she was in fact stalking Chloe, he’d be quick to act. Lex placed a quick call to Cardwell, his head of security, to start the ball rolling. Immediately afterwards, he poured himself a double brandy.

Chloe dialed his private number just as he was about to play his favorite Mahler recording. Putting down the CD case, he picked up his phone. “Hello.”

“Hello yourself, stranger.”

“I was just thinking about you,” he said, disclosing the partial-truth.

“Doesn’t it seem like forever since we were last together?”

“Nearly two weeks,”

“Twelve days to be exact,” she said, laughing delicately, “not that I’m counting or anything.”

“Heaven forbid,” he replied, laughing as he sifted his brandy,” but I am feeling a bit…restless.”

“Really? Is that what we’re calling it these days?” Chloe laughed into the phone and Lex felt the uncontrollable urge to wipe the probably smirk off her face, preferably with his mouth.

“When am I going to see you?”

“Gabe’s going out of town this week,” she slurred, “and I think I’m due for a weekend off. Care to spend some alone time with me?”

“Do you even have to ask?” Lex smiled, impatient with anticipation.

“I’ve missed you too, Lex,” she confessed, “the cold showers just aren’t doing the trick any more.”

“Fascinating,” he said, leaning back to enjoy the sexual banter, “I’ll be glad to provide some measure of release.”

“God,” she muttered, feeling herself growing heated, “I need to see you badly.”

“Preferably naked?”

“That would expedite matters, yes.”

“I’m warning you, I’ve got much pent up….energy.”

“Are you asking me to pump you up, Lex?”

He could feel himself hardening as he listened to her seductive tone tease and egg him on. Closing his eyes, he remembered the feel of her hair between his fingers as he entered her deeply on his piano. It was the best musical performance the instrument had ever experienced.

“Leave the pumping to me,” he insisted.

“Slut. I’m going to have to tame you with a good whipping.”

“Bedroom. Main closet, third shelf on the left.”

Chloe’s eyes opened widely. “Seriously?”

“You’ll find out.”

“Is it really only Wednesday? It can’t be.”

“If I could change the order of days right now, I would,” he said, his voice husky, “because I have this sudden thirst for a petite blonde who fucks on instruments.”

Her hand involuntarily began to slide down her body. “Lex, you’ve got to stop this before I scream.”

“Finger yourself,” he commanded.

“No, I ca-“

“Do it,” he said firmly. He heard the slight background noise of a zipper going down. “and tell me that you’re wet.”

“I am.”

“Good. Touch yourself. Feel where my tongue has been….where it will be again soon.”

She did as he instructed, throwing her head back and thanking her luck for closing her bedroom door prior to calling Lex. As her fingers trailed around her clit, she could feel her arousal growing. She moaned.

“Oh God, Lex.”

“You like to be instructed by me, don’t you? You have no idea the things I want to share with you…..teach you. Put your finger inside.”

Chloe followed his direction and began to writhe in her chair, panting as the sensations ran over her body. His words trailed down her body, caressing her skin and she burned to feel the touch of him. Vocally he entered her – the sound of his voice enveloped her.

“Come for me,” she heard him say, nearly dropping the phone as she pumped herself to a crashing climax.

On the other end, Lex overheard her satisfied whimper and smirked in elation. “And that’s just for a start.”

“You’re damn right,” she said, her words coming across raggedly, “but what about you?”

“Don’t worry,” he said, “you’re not the only one who’s become well-acquainted with cold showers.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Clark was due to stop by her apartment in minutes, and Carla barely had enough time to wash up from that afternoon’s painting technique class. As she was jumping out of the shower, Carla grabbed her robe and ran a comb quickly through her freshly washed hair.

She walked out to her small living room, pushing aside her discarded tracing and innumerable notebooks so that at least a fraction of the floor was visible. It was hopeless; she was never going to keep a neat place, but at least it was clean.

Her doorbell rang and she let Clark into the apartment. He saw her flushed cheeks and wet hair as she bent upwards to kiss him, the scent of her shampoo filling his senses.

“Clark, I’m sorry the place is such a mess. My class ran late.”

“It’s Ok. There’s no rush. We’re only going to the diner for dinner.”

“Yeah, but I hate being late, you know that.”

“Carla, it’s Ok,” he assured her, walking further into the living room where he got a good look at the mess in the living room. “Busy few days?”

“I’m trying to get a picture out of my head, but none of my sketches seem to stick. They get close, but I just lose the sensation.”

She bent down and continued her furrowing, as Clark bent to help her. He watched her contentedly, until he looked down to see her robe opening slightly, revealing her breast. Clark felt his pulse roaring as he looked. Carla, completely unaware continued to pick up random papers, tossing them onto the couch.

“How embarrassing,” she said, looking towards the ground as she felt his hand on her shoulder

I&#39;m so tired of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
Gonna give my heart away
Leave it to the other girls to play
For I&#39;ve been a temptress, too long

Feeling his hand sliding down her chest, she gasped when it enveloped her breast as he took the papers out of her hand and tossed them to the side. “Clark, what are you-“

He bent down to kiss her, sliding the robe halfway down her body as his free hand caressed her breast squeezing it gently as her nipple hardened.

Ooohmmm yes
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be a woman

I just want to be a woman

“You’re not the only one who likes to touch,” she heard him say as he bent his head towards her breast, tenderly kissing her nipple as she slid underneath him.

From this time unchained
We&#39;re all looking at a different picture
Through this new frame of mind
A thousand flowers could bloom
Move over and give us some room yeah

“Clark,” she growled, her fingers enmeshed in his hair, “are you sure you want to-“

“Yes,” she heard him mutter, “I want to.” The sounds of the music on the radio were muffled by the sounds of clothing frantically being removed, tossed and discarded.

So don&#39;t you stop being a man
Just take a little look from outside when you can
Sow a little a tenderness
No matter if you cry

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Mr. Sullivan,” Lana chirped, “I thought it was time I came for a visit and since I was on a college visit in Metropolis, I stopped by. Is this a good time?”

“Lana, great to see you,” Gabe replied, standing up to greet her. “Yeah, sure. I’m just working through a bunch of figures.”

“Your new company is great,” she said happily, “how‘s it going?”

“The travel’s a bit rough, but other than that it’s wonderful. I haven’t seen you around the house lately.”

Her face took on a sad expression as she sat down, placing her hands on her lap. “That’s what I came to talk to you about. I’m worried about Chloe.”

“Is something wrong?”

“It’s that new friend of hers,” Lana continued, “the one she works with. She gives me a bad feeling.”

“You mean Carla? I’ve met her - she’s a great girl.”

“That’s what everyone thinks,” she said, “but I’m not so sure. The other when I stopped by Dregs she acted very…..inappropriate towards me.”

Gabe watched as Lana blushed, not knowing what to make of this outburst. “What are you saying, Lana?”

“I think her…intentions….towards Chloe might not be all they seem.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Music Credit

“Glory Box”, performed by Portishead

[autumngold]

Nonky&#39;s suggestion of Lana on the railroad tracks is sounding better and better&#33;&#33; Can&#39;t wait for more&#33;&#33; :yay2: :chlexsign1: :yay2:

[kitten]

:huh:

Lana is such a wench . . . I want to kick her so hard she scores the winning field goal at the next summer Olympics.

But the Chlex smut was nice and it was refreshing to see Clark act like someone possessing testosterone for once. Thank you&#33;

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Gabe is suspicious of Lana. Carla and Clark; round 2, Clark’s happiness evaporates when he talks to Lana. Chloe’s privacy is violated once again. Lex gets vengeful when Chloe cries.)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 19
~~~~~~~~~

“I think I’ll have a talk with Chloe about all of this, Lana,” he said guardedly, “but thank you for bringing it to my attention.”

“Please don’t tell her I told you. She’d hate knowing I was interfering.”

This simple statement made Gabe uneasy. “Why, Lana, if you have only her best interests at heart?”

“Chloe and I haven’t exactly been getting along lately. I’m the last person she wants to hear from.”

“But you were just at the house the other week, Lana? How long as this rift between the two of you existed?”

Lana realized her mistake and nervously twirled her hands, a gesture Gabe noted. “Oh, we’re still friends, but we’ve had a few…problems.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, Lana, but rest assured that I will talk to Chloe.”

Lana smiled demurely as she rose and exited Gabe’s office. He watched her leave, the uneasy sensation that the girl had ulterior motives slowly making an impression on him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Disheveled and exhausted, Clark and Carla collapsed on the floor, covered only her slightly dampened robe.

“Oh my God,” she said, laying on her back as she looked up at the ceiling, “how the hell did you do that?”

“A lot of reading,” he admitted.

“Another euphemism for masturbation?” she teased, as Clark dragged her to his side.

“What does it take to shut you up?” Clark said, as Carla rested her hand on his chest.

“Making love,” she said hopefully, “which I hope we’ll get to do…all the way soon.”

He bent down to kiss her, his hand smoothing her hair as she smiled up at him. “One step at a time, right? You said you wanted to take it slow.”

“I know,” she said impatiently, “but being here with you like this and seeing,” she took a long peek underneath the robe that covered his lower body, “all you have to offer is torture.”

“Soon, Ok?”

“Ok,” she repeated, “but right now, I think I need to get my robe back.

Slithering like a snake, she pulled the robe off his body as her hand trailed down his chest. Clark watched nervously, feeling her hand engulf his shaft. As he closed his eyes, mouth open as an incredible surge of energy coursed through him, he felt Carla’s mouth enveloping his flesh. Alarmed, and frightened by the intensity of the sensation, he sat up and tried to stop her.

Carla stopped him. “Relax,” he heard her whisper, her hands gingerly scratching his outer thighs, “it’s my turn now.”

As he felt himself inside her mouth once again, Clark bent his head backwards and surrendered to the new sensations.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

For the rest of the week, Clark walked around the school with a grin from ear to ear. Even the members of the football team noticed that he was noticeably less gloomy than usual, and guessed that their little boy had finally gone and got himself properly laid. Strolling down the corridor, he stopped at his locker as Lana happened by.

“Clark, you look so happy,” she commented, wanting nothing more than to make him as miserable as she felt.

“What’s not to be happy about?” he replied, pulling his Chemistry textbook out of his upper locker.

“Sounds like someone’s in love,” she chirped, “I’m happy for you.”

He eyed her suspiciously, “Do you mean that?”

“Of course I do, Clark. All I’ve ever wanted is to see you happy. You must know that at least.”

“Thanks, Lana.”

“And I think it’s great you’ve been able to overlook the little fling Carla and Chloe had. That takes great character.”

Clark stopped dead in his tracks. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“What?” she asked with false innocence,” they didn’t tell you?”

“It’s not true,” he insisted, walking rapidly to get away from her.

“Ask them,” Lana said, trying to catch up with him, “and you’ll see.”

“I will, but I’m more interested in what you get out of this.”

“Clark, I’m your friend. I only have your best interests at heart.”

“Bullshit,” he said, walking into his class and glaring at Lana as he closed the door behind him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“I just have to go in and get my bag,” she assured Lex on the phone, stepping out the car and searching her pocket for the key. “and then I’ll be on my way, I promise.”

“You’d better. I think my neck’s settling into permanent cramps with all the time we’ve spent on the phone lately.”

“Well, we have an exciting two whole days alone,” she said, taking her key and attempting to put it in the keyhole. As she was about to do so, her front door wobbled and opened. “The hell?” she said.

“Chloe, what’s going on?”

“My house – the door was open.”

Carla’s warning burned his thoughts as he gripped the phone. “Don’t go inside, Chloe.”

“I don’t hear any noise,” she said, peeking through the glass,” and it doesn’t look as if anything in the living room’s been touched.”

“I don’t want you going in there,” he repeated.

“Too late,” she said, stepping through the doorway, “I’m in. Nothing’s out of place. Gabe probably just forgot to lock the door.”

“Gabe Sullivan’s a meticulous person,” Lex reasoned, “I don’t think he’d forget something so simple.”

“I’ve know him a bit longer than you have,” she said, starting up the stairs and heading towards the bedroom. “The things that man has forgotten-“

She shut up the instant she walked inside her bedroom. Every stich of clothing she possessed had been pulled out of closet or shelf and randomly tossed around the room. On the wall, in neatly spray-painted lettering was one simple phrase “Consider this a warning.”

“Chloe&#33;” Lex yelled into the phone. “Chloe, what’s going on?” He could her sniffling on the other end.

“Some-someone’s trashed my room. It’s a disaster. Oh my God&#33;”

“What is it?”

“My underwear – it’s been cut up and singed.”

“Get out of that house,” he instructed, “Now&#33; I’m on my way and I’m calling the police.”

“Why?” she repeated, looking around as she trembled with fear and anger.

“Chloe, please,” he said, dashing out of his study to get to his car which Philip was pulling up to the driveway. “Get out of there now. I’m on my way.”

~~~~~~~~~~~

She was seated on the small porch when he arrived, running into his arms the moment she saw him exit the Porsche. Crying on his shoulder, Lex realized the police would be there momentarily but he didn’t give a damn who saw them. He cradled her against his body, caressing her back as he tried to calm her down.

“It’s OK,” he said, as she leaned her head on his chest. “I’m here. I won’t let anyone hurt you, I swear.”

“Why would she do this?” Chloe said, crying onto his chest as she grabbed his arm. Taking her gently by the hand, he moved her over to the porch and sat down with her.

“Tell me who did this?” he asked.

“You’re not going to believe me,” she cried. Lex cupped her face in his hand and fixed his gaze on her.

“Yes, I will,” he stated, “now tell me.”

“Lana,” she said weakly, “It was all a mistake……a huge, stupid mistake and now she’s trying to get back at me. I couldn’t tell you. I couldn’t tell anyone. I’m sorry….I’m so sorry.”

He hugged her again, feeling her tears wet against his shirt, listening as the sounds of sirens drew closer to the house.

“They’re going to see-“

“Then let them,” Lex insisted, pulling her towards him once again.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Once the police had left, they were allowed back into the house. Lex proceeded up to the bedroom and saw the message on the wall, fuming by this point that anyone could do this to Chloe. The forensic evidence had been collected, but the sheriff had informed them both that very little had been found. Whoever did this had been cautious.

When Chloe was asked if she had any idea who would do this, she said, “no,” as Lex glared at her. He couldn’t understand why she was risking her personal safety to protect someone who had gone noticeably over the edge. He assured the officers that he would personally contact Gabe Sullivan to notify him of what had taken place.

Chloe appeared in the entryway of her room, her eyes red-tinged from crying as Lex looked over at her. She stopped and leaned against the wall, feeling humiliated and weakened. “I wouldn’t blame you for thinking I got what I deserved,” she whispered.

“That’s not what I was thinking, Chloe,” he said, walking over to the wall where the writing was located, “I was thinking of how sick someone has to be to break into a home, trash a room, slit and burn underwear and leave a cryptic message on a wall.”

“Ever since I broke up with her, she’s been acting bizarre.”

Lex walked up to her and placed his hands on her shoulders. “Then why didn’t you tell me?”

She still could not bring herself to meet his eyes. “I was so ashamed, Lex.”

“Because you were involved with a woman?”

“No, because I was involved with yet another damn freak,” she confessed, “and I didn’t want you thinking that was all I attracted.”

“I don’t think that,” he said bringing his hands down to hold her hands. “and I never would.”

“How the hell am I going to explain this to Gabe?”

“By telling him the truth. I’ll do everything in my power to stop Lana, but your father needs to be aware of the threat she presents.”

“That’s assuming he believes me.”

“Give him some credit,” Lex said, as she loosened her hand and caressed his cheek.

“Thank you for being here,” she whispered, smiling weakly as he brushed her lips softly.

“I’m taking you out of here. The room needs to stay the way it is, according to the cops, for at least 48 hours and there’s no way you’re sleeping here.”

“But what about Gabe?”

“We’ll call him in the morning. Where’s your overnight bag?”

“In the closet. I suppose I’ll be packing everything but my undies.”

He smiled as she went to throw a few things in her bag. “I wouldn’t worry about it. I’ll get you whatever you need.”

She was about to argue with him, when Lex silenced her with a look. “Let me just do this, please,” he said.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Sir, we have no idea where she is,” Cardwell reported. “But we will keep searching.”

“Let me know the minute she turns up,” Lex whispered as Chloe came down the stairs with her bag in tow. He took it from her as they walked out and he placed it in the car.

He began to drive, feeling the anger overwhelm him once again. Chloe watched him through the mirror and placed a hand on his shoulder. Lex brought the car to an abrupt stop in the middle of the road, skidding on the rough ground.

“If you’d been there……if she’d hurt you,” Lex uttered angrily, as Chloe stroked his cheek, “I don’t know what I would have done to her.”

“Nothing happened to me, Lex,” she said, attempting to calm him. “I’m fine.”

“She’s going to be sorry she did that,” he said threateningly, “I could fucking throttle-“

“Next you’ll say she’ll rue the day,” Chloe teased half-heartedly. Lex cupped her face in his hands and kissed her passionately as she met his hands with her own. Moving her face to his rhythm, he pressed her close to him as his hands trailed her back.

When their kiss broke, she felt his lips brush her cheek. “Let’s get you to the Manor,” he said, starting up the engine again. “before we recreate a Less than Zero moment.”

She smiled up at him and touched his chin with her finger playfully, as Lex felt a weight dropping from his heart. He would keep her safe.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[kitten]

:huh:

Lana&#39;s really creepy. I&#39;m glad Clark and Gabe aren&#39;t falling for her crazy ramblings, but I&#39;m worried that Lana will get to Chloe or her loved ones before Lex can do something about her. *COUGH* Railroad tracks&#33; *COUGH*

And I hope Gabe is okay with Chloe and Lex being together.

[autumngold]

I am so, so glad that Lex knows the truth now&#33;&#33; But how is Clark going to respond when he finds out Carla has been with both Lex and Chloe? Please let him be mature enough to handle it&#33;&#33; Can&#39;t wait for more&#33;&#33; :biggrin: :chlexsign3: :biggrin:

[sydsvaughn]

Lana needs to die. Lex should do the honors.

I LOVE he&#39;s protecting Chloe and if we just get Clark on board with the destroy Lana plan.... all will be well&#33;

SaraC

[Queen Of Tact]

oh that was so good... Lana is a freaking loony.........
I hope Gabe and Clark both learn the truth about what a loony lana is...
I can&#39;t wait for more...


CC

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Gabe tries to pull a Daisy Miller on Chloe, but she ain’t having none. Clark breaks Carla’s heart, and will get reamed by Chloe. Carla has a new roommate.)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 20
~~~~~~~~~

“Well, he said he’s on his way back to town,” Chloe told Lex after hanging up the phone on her father. She walked into his study, where Lex had gone to in order to give her the privacy to talk with Gabe.

“How’d he take the news?”

“Which part – the trashing of his house or the fact his daughter’s been playing on both teams? Actually, neither went over well, so it’s a toss up of crap.”

“When’s he coming back?”

“First flight out is tomorrow morning,” she replied, slinking onto his leather couch. “and next up, folks, the big talk.”

“He’s bound to be upset.”

“The terminology ‘sticking your ass in Metropolis Prep’ was bandied around, Lex. I don’t think I can expect tea and sympathy.”

“We’ll handle it,” he said, sitting by her as she leaned on his shoulder.

“Are you sure you want to tell him?”

“Don’t you?”

“Yes, but-“

“Then we tell him and go full speed ahead – nothing but truth.”

“Have you been watching cable again?” she teased, as he put his arm around her shoulder.

“As I’ve told you, nothing beats a late night showing of Bullitt for conquering insomnia.”

“You and your Steve McQueen fascination,” she said, rubbing his chest, “I’m going to start getting jealous.”

“Well, he is kind of cute.”

Chloe smacked him on the shoulder. “Such a flirt. I am sorry, though, that our great weekend has been ruined by the fallouts of another Chloe Sullivan romantic train wreck.”

“You’re safe, Chloe. The rest doesn’t matter.”

“But what about the whip?” she said, pouting dramatically as he kissed her on the cheek and stroked her hair.

“We have time.”

Her eyes twinkled upon hearing those simple words. Yes, we do. I’m going to make this work, goddammit.

“You’ve gotten quiet,” he said, tweaking her nose.

“You don’t care if we don’t-“

“I care very much,” he said, feeling her hand caressing his face, “but it’s not the most important thing right now. At this moment, holding a safe, loving Chloe is my top priority.”

As he said the words, he knew them to be the absolute truth. She suddenly got up and ran over to fetch something out of her jacket pocket.

“I have an idea,” she said, slipping a CD into the stereo and motioning for him to come join her. “Dance with me,” she said, stretching her arms towards him.

She’s adorable when she lets her guard down.

Lex walked up to her and placed one hand against the small of her back and took her hand with his other. She leaned in closer as the music began – so close that he could hear the rapid patter of her heart as it beat against his chest.

Lady Midnight
I came by myself to a very crowded place;
I was looking for someone who had lines in her face.
I found her there but she was past all concern;
I asked her to hold me, I said, "Lady, unfold me,"
but she scorned me and she told me
I was dead and I could never return.
Well, I argued all night like so many have before,
saying, "Whatever you give me, I seem to need so much more."
Then she pointed at me where I kneeled on her floor,
she said, "Don&#39;t try to use me or slyly refuse me,
just win me or lose me,
it is this that the darkness is for."

“We’re going to have to address this Leonard Cohen fixation you have,” Lex said, swaying as he held her tightly.

“We’ll do that when we address your Steve McQueen fascination. Right now, quiet.”

They danced hand in hand to the music, Chloe’s head leaning in on his body as he hugged her and closed his eyes.

I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old,
the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold."
"If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."
So I walked through the morning, sweet early morning,
I could hear my lady calling,
"You&#39;ve won me, you&#39;ve won me, my lord,
you&#39;ve won me, you&#39;ve won me, my lord,
yes, you&#39;ve won me, you&#39;ve won me, my lord,
ah, you&#39;ve won me, you&#39;ve won me, my lord,
ah, you&#39;ve won me, you&#39;ve won me, my lord."

“You do realize this is a very sad song,” he pointed out.

“It’s the ending that counts,” she reiterated. “you&#39;ve won me, you&#39;ve won me.”

“Have I?”

“I’m afraid so,” she said, trusting her emotions for the first time, “I think I’m going to start wearing my heart on my sleeve from now on.”

“If you only knew how easy it is?”

“What is?” she whispered.

“Caring for you.”

~~~~~~~~~~

Gabe was certain he was about to be struck by a simultaneous heart attack and brain aneurysm as he heard Chloe’s twisted tale about Lana, the stalking and her new relationship with Lex Luthor.

“So what am I supposed to do now, kid?” he questioned, “go punch Lana in the face for harassing my daughter or get a shot gun and make the billionaire marry his mistress.”

Her face flinched when she heard the word ‘mistress’ and she turned away. “Dad, it’s not like that. We really care-“

“Frankly, I don’t give a shit, Chloe. If you didn’t care so much, you’d be in no mess right now. It’s the caring that’s gotten you in trouble always. I’m not going to stand for it any longer.”

“What do you mean?”

“We’re moving back to Metropolis,” he said firmly, “and I’m putting in for a transfer to the Northeast division. I’m getting you as far away from the clutches of this Luthor and Lana Lang as I can.”

“No,” she said quietly, “I’m not going to run…not from her and not from him.”

“The hell you aren’t&#33; You’re my kid-“

“Who happens to be over eighteen, if you’ve forgotten.”

“Chloe, there’s no discussion. I’m taking you out of Smallville.”

“You’re right, Dad. There is no discussion to be had. I’ve been stalked, terrorized and threatened and you want to take away the one person who actually still wants me…..still wants to help me? Can’t you just comfort me and tell me we can work it all out.”

“No, I can’t.”

“Then I can’t be around you,” she said, running out of the study. Gabe stomped out of the room and headed towards the front door, where he saw Lex standing by his car. The two men appraised each other for a minute until Gabe felt he’d explode.

“I should have you arrested, Lex.”

“We’ve done nothing wrong, Gabe. Nothing happened between us until she was of legal age.”

“But you were thinking about it, weren’t you.”

“No&#33; What kind of a man do you take me for?”

“I’ll reserve that answer for another occasion. Congratulations – you’ve won this round, but when you leave her as you’ve done with all the others, we’ll cross paths again. Until then, stay out of my way.”


Chloe asked Lex to borrow one of his cars when she got no response from Carla’s phone. As she walked up the few steps to her apartment, she watched as Clark left the building in a huff.

“Clark” she called out. He turned to look at her and scowled. Chloe was taken aback, but she watched as he walked away from her.

She made her way up the door and frantically knocked on Carla’s door. She came to it after a few minutes and Chloe took a long look at her. Carla was a wreck.

“What happened?” Chloe said, as she walked in.

“Lana,” she replied, “she told Clark about us - our past.”

“She’s had a banner day, I see,” Chloe said, “that raving bitch.”

The two friends sat down and spilled the less-than-fortunate news of the day. Chloe held Carla as the girl cried forlornly. “He left me, Chloe. He just couldn’t take it.”

But he’ll take my foot up his ass, Chloe thought to herself. “It’s going to be alright.”

“He wouldn’t even listen to me,” she cried, “and he was so angry, as if I’d betrayed him. We didn’t even know each other then&#33; Am I supposed to apologize for my entire past?”

“He’s just confused, Carla.”

“That son of a bitch,” she sniffled into a fresh tissue, “so how about you?”

“Gabe wants us to move northeast.”

“Not happening?”

“No fucking way.”

Carla blew her nose discretely. A thought occurred to her. “Hey, why don’t you crash here for a few days? Give your dad a chance to cool off.”

“What’s Clark going to think about that?”

“Chloe, you’re my friend. He can think whatever the fuck he wants to. Until he cools down and attempts to listen to me, we’re in nowhere land.”

“That sucks.”

“That’s life.”

“Amen to that, sister.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~
Music credit:

“Lady Midnight”, music & lyrics, Leonard Cohen

[hfce]

Lana bitch needs to die. :die:




Hope :devil:

[kitten]

:crygreen:

Okay, that was some stunning lack of support from Clark and Gabe, but I&#39;m hoping they&#39;ll wise up soon, right?

I&#39;m glad Lex is so nice about everything, but it&#39;s not a surprise. Poor Chloe and Carla.

More soon please.

[buddyfozzy]

Man, Lana is messing things up for everyone&#33; I can&#39;t believe she did that to Clark and Carla. And doing that to Chloe&#39;s room...I hope the cops do something, or better yet, Lex can do something much worse. :chlexsign4:

[autumngold]

If Clark is going to be such a jerk I hope that Carla never forgives him&#33;&#33; Thank goodness Chloe still has Lex&#33;&#33; The same Lex who is going to have Lana killed&#33;&#33; Right?&#33;&#33; Thank you for all the wonderful updates today&#33;&#33; :wub: :chlexsign2: :wub:

[sydsvaughn]

Can someone PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE do away with Lana? I&#39;m begging you hear. Nice and graphic, please.

You go Chloe standing up for Lex&#33;&#33;

More soon please&#33;

SaraC

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Clark’s upset that Carla’s not mooning over their breakup. Chloe officially moves in with Carla. Lex’s respect for Chloe grows. Martha Kent gives relationship advice. Lana stalks the Sullivan house)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 21
~~~~~~~~~

“Clark,” Martha called out to her son, currently working in a pile of hay outside the barn, “I have to go to the Talon, but I left breakfast for you on the stove. What are you doing here?”

“My chores, Mom,” he replied, putting down the pitchfork briefly.

“But it’s Saturday morning? Isn’t this usually the day you go into Metropolis to see Carla?”

“That’s over, Mom,” Clark replied, anxious to get back to his chores.

“I don’t understand, Clark. You two seemed so happy the last time I saw you together.”

“I’d rather not talk about it, Mom. It’s complicated.”

“Please don’t use that as an excuse,” Martha bit back, “and just tell me what happened.”

“Mom-“

“Clark, is this what you’re planning on doing with every person that attempts to get close to you? It’s not possible for you to toss people aside-“

“I found out something about her past, Mom&#33; Before she was with me, she was with….she was in a relationship with a woman.”

Martha shook her head as she looked up at her son. “And she never told you about it?”

“No,” he replied, “I heard it from someone else.”

“Well, she was obviously afraid of your reaction,” Martha reasoned, “and seeing what that is face-to-face, I can’t really say I blame her.”

“Mom, you’re not seriously taking her side in this?”

“Son, I’m your mother and I love you, but you have the tendency to sit in judgment of others. I can’t deny that truth.”

“What should I have done then? Knowing her past just freaked me out.”

“And I’m guessing you confronted her, said basically nothing and walked away?” Clark’s silence confirmed that fear and Martha felt a stab of anger at his quick dismissal of Carla. “Her past is none of your business, Clark, unless she herself brings that past into your present relationship. I can only criticize based on what I’ve seen, and that’s that Carla has been supportive, encouraging and above all, kind to you. It’s not your place to judge what she’s done or who she’s been with in the past.”

“Mom, I just don’t think I can that picture out of my head.”

“Then you’ll lose her, Clark,” she said bluntly, “and you’ll have no one to blame but yourself and your pride. I hope winding up alone up on the pedestal of perfection is worth losing a girl you’ve been so happy sharing time with. To me, it seems a poor payback.”

“Mom, I can’t-“

“Think before you act, Clark,” she counseled, stroking his shoulder as she looked at him intently. “because if you wait too long to reason this out, it may be too late.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

At Metropolis U, a paint strewn and exhausted Carla was finally stepping out into the day after a laborious Structural Technique class. Painting kit in hand, she made her way out to the parking lot, looking down at her jeans to find that not even her smock had been able to protect her from the blotches of green and blue paint she saw there.

“Shit,” she said out loud, placing her kit on the hood of her car as she picked at one of the stains with her finger.

“Hello, Carla,” Clark said.

She turned her head to face him, a look of apparent shock over her features as she watched him rise from the car he was leaning against to walk over to where she stood. Instinctively, she reached up to the bandanna on her head, imagining the mess she must look like to him and deciding that she really didn’t give a damn what impression she gave.

“What do you want, Clark?”

“To apologize for my behavior yesterday,” he said humbly, “I was out of line and hurtful. You didn’t deserve to be treated that way.”

“No, I didn’t,” she said quietly, “but then again, you wouldn’t know how hurtful you were really, since you beat a hasty retreat once you were done with the lecture.”

“I’m sorry, Carla.”

“Now that you’ve made yourself feel better, Clark, you can get the hell out of my way,” she said harshly.

“Please, can’t we just go somewhere and talk about this?”

“No, we can’t Clark,” she replied, “but if you’d really like to do me a favor, you can take yourself and go directly to hell.”

“I understand that you’re mad.”

“No, mad was three days, Kent. I’ve since graduated to pissed-off.”

“Carla, please. Let’s just go-“

“I’m not going anywhere with you, Clark,” Carla said, walking past him to put her backpack and painting kit in the backseat of her car. “Just leave, Ok. You made your opinion of me clear the other day and I’m not going to do a thing to alter it.”

“What do you mean?”

“I had this nagging fear all the time I was with you,” she confessed, looking down at the ground as she played with her keys, “that if I ever told you – no, when I told you – a bit about my past that you’d overreact. Last week, I’d almost convinced myself that you wouldn’t. That you’d at least talk to me before jumping to conclusions. God, I was such an idiot.”

“No, you weren’t. I was totally in the wrong here.”

“No, I was, Clark for ever thinking you could be nonjudgmental. How could you possibly understand what it was like for me – and for Chloe – when we first met?”

“I don’t want to know about it.”

She shook her head sadly, willing herself not to cry in his presence. “What do you think I’m about to say, Clark? Sordid details? Do you really think I’m crass as well as a whore? Well, I’m not.”

“I just meant-“

“Don’t bother,” she replied, waving her hand as she walked over to get into her car. “Chloe and I were lovers once – not now, but once – and I’ll be damned if I need to apologize for that to you or anyone else. Once you and I were together I tried my best to be upfront with you, but I was scared…and I was right to be frightened. Congrats for living up to my worst expectations.”

She got in her car and put the key in the ignition. Clark ran over to her window and put his hand on he door.

“Carla, don’t leave. Let’s talk about this.”

Blinking away tears, she looked up at him with red-rimmed eyes and shook her head. “You could have told me anything, Clark, and I would never have treated you with the disrespect you showed me. You can’t backpedal now and pretend that you want to understand, because you don’t. What you want is to feel good about yourself for being a big man and apologizing. You don’t want to understand and you don’t want to know a damn thing if it makes you uncomfortable. Just leave me alone.”

She drove away rapidly, leaving Clark in her wake staring at her in the distance.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Things were heated at the Manor, but in a completely different sense, as Lex and Chloe discarded clothing left and right, buttons ripping and zippers distended in their haste to reach nude bliss. His hands trembled with need as he reached the straps of her bra and pushed it down, lips immediately fastening onto her hardened nipple. Pleasure struck, Chloe bent her back towards the bed, her hand wrapped around his cock as he climbed atop her body.

“I need you inside me,” she panted, guiding his movement through her slick walls. Arching her back immediately, Lex grabbed her shoulders as he began to thrust within her. Chloe began to shudder in ecstasy, when she felt him stop. Looking up at him with pleading eyes, she caressed his neck and whispered. “Why did you stop?”

“I like watching as I fuck you,” he said, watching as her face twisted into a smile. If Chloe liked anything, it was an aggressive bedside manner.

“Tell me more,” she pleaded, her hand caressing his buttocks as he slid in and out of her body in slow torture.

“Your face,” he said, his brand scented breath perfuming her senses, “as I possess you fascinates me.” He brought his hand down to where they were joined, his finger teasingly circling her clit. Chloe’s face contorted in delight, her hands squeezing his ass, forcing him deeper.

“I know your body,” he continued, “I know how to make you come, but I like prolonging it…..making you scream. Be wild for me, Chloe.”

Lex continued to caress her clit with his finger, thrusting faster and faster as she threw her head back and arched her back furiously. “God, Lex&#33; Fuck me&#33; Fuck me hard&#33;”

Reaching underneath her shoulders for better support, Lex complied with the furious pounding she requested. Chloe felt as if her heart had jumped through her flesh, out of her body, yet was still attached to her. Screaming as she felt herself come, Chloe thrashed her body underneath his, slapping him until she felt his own culmination.

Removing himself from her and turning to dispose of the condom, Lex lay on his back as Chloe lay beside him, hugging herself to his side. He looked over at her as she took his chin under her hand and kissed him. Chloe rubbed her face against his shoulder and closed her eyes, listening to his breathing as her heart normalized it’s pace.

“Have I mentioned that you’re an incredible lover?” she whispered.

“I think I’m going to have to start praying soon,” he replied, earning a quizzical look from Chloe.

“And what prayer would that be?” she inquired.

“God give me strength,” he teased.

“I just love our conversations,” she replied, stretching her arms above her head, “they make such perfect sense, don’t they?”

“Now she mocks me.”

“Now she mocks us both,” she corrected. “Give me the benefit of a few jibes, at least. Aside from the bliss with you, I’ve had an awful few days.”

“What is going on with you and Gabe? Is he really leaving Smallville?”

“So he says,” she replied, “and I’m almost completely moved out. Carla’s place is crowded beyond belief.”

“Well, you could always stay here,” he offered.

She turned to him and smiled as he kissed her forehead. “I love that you said that, Lex, but I won’t bring you into this. Gabe needs to see that I’m ready to stand on my own and that I’m not going to wait around passively for his approval.”

“So you care enough for me to defy Gabe, but not enough to accept my help?” he pondered.

“No, Lex, it’s not that,” she said carefully, “I care enough not to make a public spectacle and bring you into the middle of what could be a scandal for you. I refuse to do that to you.”

In the middle of a huge conflict, she’s worried about me.

“I’m touched, Chloe,” he said sincerely, “but if you need me, I’m here.”

“Yes, Lex,” she said, laying across his chest as she began to drift to sleep, “I know.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

From inside her car, Lana watched as Gabe Sullivan entered the house. It was the second day she’d been following him, hoping he’d bring her to Chloe. So far, she’d had no luck.

Someone was watching the Talon, but fortunately, she’d been able to move around quickly. When she needed a place to stay, there was no shortage of houses to break into. Being a resident of a small town meant knowing everyone’s schedules – knowledge she’d been able to put to effective use.

“Chloe,” she said aloud, “where are you? Why are you hiding from me?”

She’d give her two more days. If she didn’t show up around the house, or around Gabe, Lana had a plan….

I wonder how much she loves dear old Dad…..
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[Queen Of Tact]

Oh I can&#39;t believe u just stoped there..... Well, ok that&#39;s a lie cause i can, but please please please please come back and post more soon.... Lana is way crazy, I hope she doesn&#39;t get her hands on Gabe...


CC

[autumngold]

Lana had better keep her disgusting claws off of Gabe&#33;&#33; She is one sick puppy&#33;&#33; I think that Carla and Chloe should take her down&#33;&#33; I&#39;m proud of Carla for standing up to stupid Clark&#33;&#33; Can&#39;t wait for more&#33;&#33; :yay: :chlexsign3: :yay:

[buddyfozzy]

You can&#39;t just stop there&#33; What is the psycho going to do?? :devil: :devil:

The smut was :smoker: :smoker: :smoker:

And I liked the Carla/Clark...I&#39;m glad she won&#39;t take him back so easily. But she probably will take him back though, right?

[asharnanae]

:biggrin: love the chlex, carla rocks, and lana is just INSAIN&#33; MORE :blinkkiss:

[June]

I love Martha Kent, she always makes things better. All she has to do now is reason with Gabe and have Lana locked away in a little white padded room with a matching wardrobe... you know, the restrictive kind of jackets.

I think there should be an explosion in the talon... you know when just Lana is there, that way we&#39;ll be rid of the cheesy faux egyptian decor and Miss Bitch herself... I think all our problems will be solved if that happens. Whose with me?

Btw, Clark and Carla= beyond cute. But your going to fix it right?

[hfce]

Yeah Blana needs to die. :die:

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Chloe and Lex are all about the sex. Clark realizes he’s in love with Carla. Gabe is attacked)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 22
~~~~~~~~~

By the time he returned to the farm, Clark Kent felt ready to punch someone or something. He was furious that Carla had driven away, leaving him in the dust to ponder his own mistakes. She hadn’t even listened to a word he’d say

Which is exactly what I did to her.

He went up to the barn loft and slunk into his seat, mindlessly doodling on a sketchpad on the desk. When he looked down upon the paper, he saw it was the last drawing Carla had worked on when they’d spent the day around the farm. That had been the day of her solid victory over Jonathan in the tractor-off, as they all referred to it. He would never forget the sight of her, clad in her black jeans, boots, Runaways t-shirt and black bandanna. She looked like a street kid slumming on the sheaves, but she worked hard and had won his father’s respect.

And she should have had mine, until I did exactly what Mom said I did. I judged her without listening.

Clark smiled as he remembered how she’d fallen asleep in the afternoon; not surprisingly, given the fact she worked a night shift and had woken at 6 for the infamous race. Every time he looked at his bed, he remembered her sleeping body on his mattress, her brown hair strewn fan-like on his pillow.

Why the hell was he doing turning into Proust? Remembrances were good, but actualities were best and the truth was, the way to get Carla back wasn’t in the barn or on the farm. Clark walked out of the barn and got into the truck.

Jonathan, working in the shed watched his son’s lighting speed and called out, “Clark, what’s the rush?”

“I’ve to retire.”

“What are you talking about?”

“From being a judgmental asshat,” he replied. Jonathan looked puzzled and Clark didn’t want to stop and explain the entire situation.

“I’ll explain later, Dad. I’ve got to go find Carla.”
~~~~~~~~~

O no, I see,
I spun a web, it&#39;s tangled up with me,
And I lost my head,
The thought of all the stupid things I said,
O no what&#39;s this?
A spider web, and I&#39;m caught in the middle,
I turned to run,
The thought of all the stupid things I&#39;ve done,

In her apartment, Carla lay on her bed, listening to music, the door closed to the outside world as she cried. With her cheek against the pillow, she shivered against the cold fabric as she thought about Clark. Despite her strong resolve in the face of other people, when she was alone, it was hard to deny that she missed him.

Ignoring the sounds of knocking coming from the door, Carla turned over and began sobbing again.

I never meant to cause you trouble,
And I never meant to do you wrong,
And I, well if I ever caused you trouble,
O no, I never meant to do you harm.

O no I see,
A spider web and it&#39;s me in the middle,
So I twist and turn,
Here I am in love in a bubble,

Wiping her face, she sat up as the sounds from the door grew louder and louder. Picking a tissue out of the box, she blew her nose and disposed of it before walking out of her bedroom. She went through the living room and opened the door.

“Chloe, I thought I gave you-“

She looked up to see it was Clark and before she could stop herself, she broke down again. “Get out,” she whimpered, “I can’t- I won’t see you.”

Singing, I never meant to cause you trouble,
I never meant to do you wrong,
And I, well if I ever caused you trouble,
Although I never meant to do you harm.

“Carla,” he said softly, “I was wrong. I should never have come here, judged you and not listened to you. I don’t care how long it takes. I don’t care if you throw me out and I have to spend the night in the hall outside, but I need you to understand that it doesn’t matter.”

“But I know you don’t-“

“I don’t care about the past,” he said, putting his arms around her as she melted into his embrace, “and I will listen to whatever you want to tell me about it for as long as you want me to.”

“Clark,” she said, “but it will always be on your mind. I can’t expect you to-“

“I won’t lose you over this,” he insisted, kissing the top of her head, as she stroked his shoulder. “Carla, I care for you. I think….I think I’m falling in love with you.”

She looked up at him in surprise, tears still falling down her cheeks. “You don’t have to say that, Clark.”

“It’s the truth,” he said, bringing his face down to hers for a brief kiss. “You mean so much to me.”

“Oh, Clark,” she said, stroking his face as she smiled weakly. “I think I love you too.” Cupping his face in her hands, she took a few steps backwards as Clark walked inside her apartment and shut the door behind him.

He led her straight towards the bedroom. Alarmed by his urgency, she weakly protested, “Clark, you don’t need to do this now. I know how important it is to you-“

“Don’t”, he said softly, “I don’t want rationale or angst. I just want to be with you.”

Nervously, she began to undo the buttons of his shirt which he quickly discarded and tossed aside. Clark kissed her ferociously as he slid her robe from her body, underneath which she wore a simple t-shirt and panty set. He thought he would faint from pure excitement just by looking at her.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered, watching as she removed her shirt and pushed him down onto the bed.

She smiled as she climbed atop him on her tear-stained bed, pressed her naked breasts against his body and deftly ravished him. Undoing his jeans to the best of her ability, Clark pushed them down and off his body together with his underwear. He flipped her over, hands cupping her breasts as he whispered. “I….I have something, but please don’t think I came here expecting-“

“It’s OK,” she panted, kissing his neck,” Get it.”

From his discarded jeans, Clark pulled out the condom he’d placed inside after the first night he’d spent with Carla. Ripping the foil packet, he slipped it on, as Carla once again slid on top of him.

Once again, he flipped her over. Carla laughed as she grabbed him by the shoulder. “You first, but I get the top later.” She felt him enter her body as he ran his hands down her body in wonder.

“Gladly,” he whispered, bringing his lips down to her neck.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Back at the Manor, Chloe and Lex were engaged in their own carnality. She’d tied Lex up to a chair, nude, and was currently brandishing a whip. Naked from the waist down, but wearing her best black lace plunge bra and heels, she looked the part of the perfect sadistic angel.

“Beg me,” she ordered.

“No,” he insisted.

“Why not?” she questioned, rubbing the whip along his shoulders as she walked behind him.

“Because you’re dying to go down on me,” he said firmly, “and I won’t beg for what you desperately want to do freely.”

“I will break you,” she whispered into his ear.

Lex smiled and closed his eyes, “Fuck you,” he replied.

Chloe got down on her knees and placed her hands on either side of his thighs, her mouth breathing on his growing erection. With the tip of her tongue, she licked the base of his shaft as she looked up at him hungrily. “Beg me,” she said again.

Lex was quivering with need as she teased him with small licks, the tip of her tongue vibrating down his member. “No,” he answered, with considered weakness. Chloe smiled as she continued to dominate him with her tongue, her whip-enclosed hand striking flesh.

He rose to full attention as she smiled in pure satisfaction. Putting just the tip of him in her mouth for a few seconds, she felt his deep breath of anguish when she released him. “Tell me what you want,” she said, the whip softly beating against his thigh.

“Put me inside you,” he pleaded, “please.”

Climbing astride him, she guided him into her body and groaned with delight, placing the whip in his mouth. Chloe stared deeply into his eyes as she rode him slowly.

He’s going to make me pay for this, she thought to herself with a sardonic smile, and I cannot wait to pay the piper.

“Faster,” he breathed.

“Faster, what?”

“Faster, please.”

Chloe placed her hands on his legs and pumped him, feeling his hardness grow inside her body as her breasts tingled. For a moment, she wished his hands were free, but that was not a part of the game they were playing. She felt herself growing more excited as her wetness drenched their joined bodies. Crying out his name, she melted as she felt Lex release himself inside her body.

Reaching down to undo his hands as they were still joined, Lex shook his hands and grabbed her face. “I think this monogamy business is going to work out better than expected,” he said.

Chloe smiled as he kissed her, throwing her hands around his back.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


The real crime wasn’t that she had a gun; the real crime was how easy it had been to get one. With her tiny Baretta in hand, she tiptoed up to Gabe’s bedroom and quietly made her way inside. The clock showed the time as three o’clock and he was fast asleep.

He won’t be for long, she thought to herself, walking up to his sleeping body and placing the gun to his head. The cold intrusion woke him and Gabe found himself looking down the barrel of a gun to a smiling Lana Lang.

“Hi Gabe,” she said sweetly, “I thought I’d stop by for a visit. I’ll take it Chloe’s not home?

“Lana, you’re sick.”

“Oh no, Gabe. I was sick; now, I feel free.”

“You need to get some help.”

“And you need to apologize,” she crooned. “I heard you filed a restraining order against me. That wasn’t very nice of you, was it?”

“You’ve been hunting down my daughter, Lana,” he said cautiously, “why won’t you leave her alone.”

“No, no,” she instructed, waving the gun in his face, “it’s too late to play protective daddy games. Chloe is mine; she will always be mine. Where is she?”

“I don’t know.”

Lana pressed the gun to his head and frowned, “Don’t lie to me. I already know she’s not here. Tell me where she is.”

“No.”

Placing the gun against his shoulder, she pressed down, the bullet grazing his shoulder and digging into the chest of drawers. “The next one won’t be a flesh wound,” she warned, “so you’d better start talking.

Gabe grimaced in pain, his hand covering the wound she inflicted. “I honestly don’t know. Chloe moved out.”

Lana’s face registered panic. “No. No, you’re lying. She couldn’t have left.”

“Go to her room and see for yourself.”

Slitting her eyes in anger, she moved away from him and towards the door. “I will find her, Gabe, and if I find out you’ve called the cops on me she’ll be the next one feeling a bullet.”

He waited for a few moments before getting up and out of his bed. Fear pulsed through him with the thought that Lana might find Chloe. Picking up the phone, he dialed the Manor, praying that Lex was not alone.

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Chloe had left only an hour before, and as Lex picked up the phone and heard Gabe’s voice, he knew the news would not be good.

“Lex, it’s Gabe. Lana was just here. She’s gone insane……and she has a gun. Is Chloe with you?”

Lex stood from his chair, his face gone white in combined anger and fear, “She left a short while ago. Are you alright? Did she hurt you?”

“Just a small graze, but she threatened Chloe. Lana’s deranged.”

“Gabe, I have to go. If I hurry, I can still find her.”

“Please, Lex. Don’t let that psycho hurt my little girl. She’s……oh dear God, she’s all I’ve got.”

“Calm down, Gabe,” Lex said, rushing out of the study, “I will find her.”
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Music Credit:

“Trouble” performed by Coldplay

[autumngold]

Lana will die&#33;&#33; And please make it a very painful death&#33;&#33; Love the update&#33;&#33; More, more, more please&#33;&#33; :yay2: :chlexsign1: :yay2:

[Queen Of Tact]

Oy that girl is a nut job...... Then again if i chloe i wouldn&#39;t want to give her up either, but since that is the case, i&#39;ll just go with lana being a crazy ass B.....

Please please please please post more soon... I&#39;ll bake u a chocolate cake if u do...


CC

[kitten]

:tease: Railroad track tying would be excellent right about now. Lex has butlers to find him some rope, and there must be some handy tracks within easy driving distance. I know he&#39;d have to listen to Lana whine unless he tied her to the roof and ruined his paint job, but he&#39;s tough. He could turn the radio really loud, yes?

Save Gabe and Chloe&#33; And then make Clark a redeeming human being (alien?). I know you can.

[asharnanae]

:devil: Nutty as the proverbial fruit cake&#33; Go Lex, Yay gabes alive, and carla - you shoulda made him suffer more&#33; FANTASTIC&#33; :blinkkiss:

[June]

Tons of Chlexy goodness in this chapter, looking forward to the next chapter.

[hfce]

Again Blana must die. :mad:

[Ainur]

For the love of God, will somebody kill that bitch already? I&#39;m begging here&#33; The smut very hot. Great job&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33; :yay: :worship2:

[AlabamaWorley]

Why, oh why, have I not been reading this fic? I&#39;m eight shades of hooked. The different vibes around Lex/Chloe and Clark/Carla are realisticaly different, but equally intense, and I love every minute of both. Just, pleaseohplease, don&#39;t let Clark find out about Lex and Carla... Psycho Lana is awesome, best use I&#39;ve ever seen for her&#33;

Bring your kinky, brilliant self back here soon :D

[buddyfozzy]

Damn, Lana is a deranged psycho. Lex will get to Chloe before Lana does though, right? :ohmy: :ohmy:

That was some damn hot smut&#33; :drool: :drool: :drool:

I&#39;m happy Carla and Clark made up, they are sweet together. :wub:

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Lana traps Chloe and Carla. Lex has had enough of the Pink torment and takes matters into his own hands. Clark learns to fly. The penultimate chapter.)

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Chapter 23
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“I’m starting to get the impression, girls, that I’m not welcome,” a preening Lana Lang stated as the two girls clung to each other on the small couch, in huddled fear.

Once she’d left Gabe, it took only a small process of elimination to guess where she would go to next. Lana had followed her here once before, seething all the while as she imagined the things these two did to each other while they were alone.

“Not so tough now, are you tall girl?” she said menacingly to Carla, “Dumped by Kent and then kidnapped.”

“You’re wrong,” Carla said in calm triumph, “Clark and I are very much together.”

“What a lying bitch you are,” Lana replied, leaning forward and pressing the gun towards Carla’s face, “I know how upset he was. Hell, I made him that upset. Clark doesn’t get close to immoral whores like you.”

“You don’t know him,” Carla said, her heart beating as Lana shook the gun in front of her, “and he’s closer to me than he’s ever been to any woman.”

Getting her meaning, Lana rose to her feet and furiously took the butt of her gun and smashed it against Carla’s mouth, causing the young woman to spit blood. Chloe looked at Lana piteously, but the hatred could not be disguised.

“Lana, don’t&#33; You’re hurting her.”

“Good,” she seethed. “Do you think I care? She got in my way. She helped take you away from me and she’s a liar. I know you’ve been seeing her. That makes her dishonest, doesn’t it? She’s been fucking you, hasn’t she? Who else has been fucking you?”

Not you, thank God, Chloe thought to herself, “No one, Lana. I told you, it just wasn’t right between us. I didn’t want a serious commitment.”

Lana walked over to Carla, grabbed her by the hair and put the gun to her temple. “You’re lying to me, Chloe. Remember – I know you. I can sense that you’ve been with someone, and if it’s not this bitch, then I’m sure you won’t hesitate to tell me who it is.”

Chloe shook her head as tears fell down her cheeks, “Lana, please don’t do this.”

“Who is it?” Lana repeated.

“No on-“

She heard as Lana cocked and prepped the gun. “Stop&#33; I’ll tell you&#33; I’ll tell you&#33;” Chloe yelled.

“Then do it.”

“It’s…..it’s Lex.”

“And you call me crazy?” Lana said, raising an eyebrow. “You’re the Luthor fuck of the month, Chloe. You left me for that? Where’s your sense of loyalty?”

I’m not even addressing that twisted, fucking logic.

“It just happened,” she said truthfully,” and I couldn’t be with you, if I was thinking of him….always thinking of him.”

“Shut up&#33;”

“Go on, Lana,” Chloe dared, “but if you love me as much as you claim to, how can you bear to hurt me? Wouldn’t that make you the liar?”

“I’m warning you, Chloe,” Lana repeated, grabbing Carla and forcing her to rise to her feet. “I’ll hurt you by hurting those around you. Gabe was the first, but this bitch will be so full of holes that you won’t recognize her.”

“Lana, let her go.”

“No&#33;” she screamed, pulling the trigger and hitting Carla directly in the shoulder.

“Carla&#33;” Chloe screamed, dropping to the floor where Carla lay in a pool of blood.

“One down,” Lana said, smiling as she pointed the gun at Chloe, “and one to go. Who do you think it’s going to be, Chloe, my dear?”

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An all points bulletin for Lana Lang was issued, as Lex drove his Porsche at nearly 100 MPH in his haste to reach Metropolis. He had no idea the circus environment he was driving towards, until he caught sight of the police sirens and lights outside of the apartment building. Stopping the car, Lex leaned out of the car and looked around.

This is a fucking zoo.

As he stepped out of his car and began to walk on the perimeter of the closed off area, he saw the lead singer for one of the bands he’d seen at Dregs walking towards a darkened alleyway. Lex recognized him as the male participant in Chloe’s tryst in the coat check area of the night club. As quietly as he could, Lex followed the man past the garbage canisters and discarded boxes, watching as he attempted to catch hold of the loose end of a fire escape ladder.

He knows another way in.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Lex called out.

Matt looked down to see Lex Luthor glaring up at him and frowned, “What the hell does it look like I’m doing. This place is flooded with cops trying to bandstand and come in the front door. Meanwhile, that freak’s been shooting off her gun-“

“There have been shots?”

“Yeah, man. Chloe and Carla are in there and no one knows who’s been shot or anything. I’m not going to stand around like some idiot while the cops argue over who gets this call. Those are my friends in there.”

“If you’re going in,” Lex said, reaching for the ladder and expertly climbing up,”then….I’m…coming.”

“You do that pretty well, Luthor. Cat burglar in your spare time, are you?”

Lex was not amused. “Let’s skip the chit-chat. We’ve got more important things to do.”

“Jeez, you haven’t changed, have you?”

“Get to the window,” Lex said, gesturing towards the window, “and make your lame assumptions once we get the girls out of danger.”

Matt tempered his annoyance and pointed the way. “Their apartment is on the third floor. A few months back, there was a small fire on the first floor and we had to exit this way. I’m surprised the cops didn’t think to block here.”

“I was thinking the same thing. Where does the window open up to?”

“Carla’s bedroom. She was always complaining about the draft.”

“Chances are she’ll have them in the living room,” Lex said as he followed Matt up the creaking, metallic staircase, but we have to approach cautiously. We also have to assume that someone might be hurt, especially if that woman’s fired a gun.”

If Chloe’s been hit, Lana’s not leaving this building alive.

“Shit, you’re cold-blooded,” Matt commented as they reached the third level plank. He lowered his voice to a whisper. “I hope you’re packing, because all I have with me is a knife.”

Lex touched the flap of his thin leather jacket, the small mound camouflaging his elite Smith & Wesson gun. He prided himself on being prepared for every situation and even though he did hope it didn’t become necessary to use his weapon, the fact Lana had already discharged raised the odds that he might have to. So be it.

“I’m prepared,” Lex replied, amusedly watching the younger man’s expression change from nonchalant arrogance to curious anxiety.

“Damn, the people I get involved with,” Matt muttered under his breath, “I told my brother that girl was bad news.”

“Your brother?”

“Jason,” he managed to say, peering through the window, “but we can talk about this later. Take a look around the other side of the window and see if you see anything.


“Why did you make me do this, Chloe?” Lana said, bending down to the ground to meet her former lover’s gaze closer.

Chloe looked over at Lana, holding an unconscious Carla on her lap as she bled profusely from the shoulder. Tears blurred her line of vision as she pleaded with Lana in vain. “Please let her go, Lana. She’s dying. I’ll stay with you, but please let her go.”

“No,” she stated firmly, “I’m through listening. No one leaves here tonight, Chloe. It wasn’t the plan I had, but it will do just fine.”

“Lana, we can get out of this,” Chloe said, gripped by terror, “but we have to let Carla get some medical attention.”

“I remember the first time you touched me,” Lana said mindlessly, “how perfect it felt and how right. It will never be like that again. I’ve lost you forever.”

Chloe’s eye grew wide as she watched something inside Lana break. Even though she still appeared to hold the gun in her hand firmly, her eyes were out of focus. She briefly contemplated making a grab for the gun, but reconsidered, thinking that it was still possible for Lana to get another shot in towards Carla.

“I’m begging you, Lana. I’ll go anywhere you want me to go and it’ll be like it was in the beginning.”

“No,” Lana replied sadly, tears falling from her eyes. “First her, then you and then me. I just need the strength. I’ll find the strength.”


“Look,” Matt indicated, “the bedroom door is closed. They must be in the living room, so we should try to get inside now.”

“Right,” Lex said, his gloved hand reaching for the outside of the window. It was a hard push, but he managed with Matt’s help, to get it open inch by inch.

“I’ll go in first,” Matt said,” and go listen by the door.”

As soon as the window opening was large enough to accommodate him, Matt leaped into Carla’s bedroom and went instantly to the door, overhearing Lana’s whisper:

“First her, then you and then me. I just need the strength. I’ll find the strength.”

Chloe cried, her voice breaking. “Lana, it’ll just be the two of us again as long we let Carla go. Please&#33; She’s going to die&#33; She’s going to bleed to death&#33;”

Lex walked over to the door where he saw Matt’s face go pasty white, knowing then and there that time had become of the essence. He took his gun out and nodded to Matt.

“Open it.”

She cocked the gun and aimed it at Chloe. “I’m sorry, but it has to be like this. We’ll be together, Chloe, just not here. It’ll be in a better place; in a special place.”

Terrified, Chloe cradled Carla’s body and swayed back and forth.

“You and I,” Lana sing-songed, “are going to always be-“

Chloe shut her eyes when she heard the sound of the gun, preparing herself for the inevitable. What she felt instead was the spray of blood from the newly created wound on Lana’s arm.

In horrified realization, Lana looked up at Lex, aiming the gun at him and screeching. “Get out of here&#33;”

“Put it down now, Lana,” he ordered, “or I’ll take aim again.”

“I already have you in target,” she dared, “so you put your gun down.”

“Not with that arm,” he countered, “I hit your trigger arm, Lana, so chances are your aim won’t be as good as you think. As for me, I’ve got you firmly in sight.”

“She’s mine,” Lana seethed, “and you are not coming to play savior…again&#33;”

“Put the fucking gun down and shut up,” Lex commanded, getting a better shot, just in case it was necessary, “I’m not playing any games with you.”

Lana made a critical error, changing her trajectory and attempting to aim at Chloe. Lex wasted no time in bringing her down, aiming at her shoulder and firing two shots. She slumped to the ground, blood seeping from her wounds as her eyes fluttered and shut.

Chloe hit the floor, dragging Carla with her as best she could, trying to shelter herself from the gunplay behind the armchair. “No,” she muttered, “please God, no more. Not Lex.”

As soon as Lana was down, he went over to Chloe and embraced her. Realizing that Carla was seriously injured, he was about to open the front door, when Chloe stopped him.”

“Give me the gun and leave the way you came in.”

“What are you talking about? I’m not going anywhere.”

Crying as she took the gun out of his hand, she whimpered, “Sirens…..they’re going to…..come in. You can’t…be here….they’ll take you…….get out&#33;”

“Chloe, it doesn’t mat-“

“Lex,” she pleaded, “listen to me. Give me the gun and get out now&#33;”

Opening the door to a half-dozen officers who went past her and inside the apartment to secure the perimeter, Chloe pointed towards Carla, currently sprawled on the floor a few feet away from Lana’s inert body.

“She …,” Chloe said, pointing to Lana, “came in and shot my friend. Then she threw this at me,”

Chloe dropped the gun on the couch, “She wanted to …kill me and then she’d kill me.”

“We’ll have to take your statement, Miss,” the officer said to her, “but first we’ll take you to get looked over.”

Carla had already been taken to the waiting ambulance as Chloe spoke to the police officers in the apartment. Escorted by a female officer, Chloe was brought downstairs where she watched as Carla was loaded onto a stretcher. Lex, waiting down by the ambulance embraced Chloe as she walked towards him.

It was at that moment that Clark, alerted by a police scanner report, made his way towards the ambulance. With a look of horrified anguish, he shook his head as he saw an unconscious Carla loaded onto the back of the ambulance.

“No,” Clark said, his eyes filling with tears, “no, she couldn’t have. Lana couldn’t have done this. Why? Why Carla?”

Chloe put her arm on his shoulder, her eyes full of tears, “I’m sorry, Clark, but she did.”

“She’s not going to die,” Clark said resolutely, “I won’t let it happen.”

Chloe began to cry hysterically. Lex pulled her back into his protective embrace, kissing the top of her head. When they both turned to look at Clark, he was gone. The next thing they saw was the sad, broken body of Lana Lang, wrapped in black, being loaded onto the City Morgue wagon. From a short distance, Matt watched, turned and walked away.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

He knew the way to the hospital and he moved with lighting precision. Moving faster than the speed of light, he removed Carla’s body from the ambulance in mid-road. It was his intention to take her to the caves and make some contact with the figures of his past. Whatever deal he needed to make with Jor-El to secure Carla’s life would be made.

Clark didn’t realize until he was several feet off the ground that he’d begun to lift off the ground as he held Carla’s body in his arms. He watched as he ground drew further away, his mind controlling the motion of his body, guiding him towards the caves.
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[AlabamaWorley]

Oooh, I&#39;m all giddy&#33; That was an excellent scene. Even though I hate to see this end, I can&#39;t wait for the next chapter.

[hfce]

Ding Dong the Bitch is Dead&#33; Get out of bed you sleepy head. Ding Dong the Wicked Bitch is dead&#33;&#33;&#33; Yes Lex you did me proud. Thanks Crank for making my day. I feel like a smoke. :smoker: Mmm that feels good. The action from Blana with the gun and Lex taking her done just left my heart pounding. EEK&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;

Where is Clark think he is going with Carla. By the time he gets there she will be gone. The poor sap. You actually got me to like his dumb ass. Now that is what I call a good writer. ;)


H. :chlexsign2:

[Queen Of Tact]

oh that was way good...... though how is going to explain to the cops how she got a gun..... please please please post more soon...

cc

[buddyfozzy]

Originally posted by hfce@Jan 11 2005, 10:48 PM
Ding Dong the Bitch is Dead&#33;
I swear I was just about to say the same thing&#33; :biggrin:


Wow, what a chapter&#33; :yay: :yay: I can&#39;t believe Lana is actually dead, I thought you&#39;d just make her go to jail. I&#39;m glad she&#39;s gone and done with though. :yay2: I&#39;m glad Chloe and Lex are together again, and that Lex won&#39;t get in trouble for doing Lana in.

I&#39;m sad Carla got hurt though....that ending with Clark flying off with her, Wow&#33; Can&#39;t wait to see what happens there.


:worship2: :worship2: :worship2: :worship2:

[sydsvaughn]

*happy happy joy joy dance*

The bitch is dead&#33;&#33; Yahoooooo&#33;&#33;&#33;

Sorry, I just had to get that out&#33;&#33; Please, update this soon&#33;&#33;

SaraC

[autumngold]

Wouldn&#39;t Carla be safer going to the hospital? Sorry, just a thought&#33;&#33; Anyway, thanks so much for killing Lana&#33;&#33; Yay&#33;&#33; That chapter totally made my day&#33;&#33; Can&#39;t wait for more&#33;&#33; :yay: :chlexsign3: :yay:

[randa]

this is such a crazy story i love it&#33;&#33;

more soon


randa

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Clark stands up to JorEl to save Carla. Gabe interferes with Lex and Chloe, but regrets it. Lana’s funeral takes place. Someone’s having a baby. The action’s taken longer than I’d planned – this is the next to final chapter.)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 24
~~~~~~~~~

Martha and Jonathan met Chloe and Lex at the city morgue. As a matter of precaution, Lana’s body had to be officially identified and arrangements needed to be made for disposal of the body. Lex had gone in to sign some papers for the coroners, leaving Chloe in the waiting room when the Kents arrived.

“Chloe, dear,” Martha said, alarmed by the blood she saw on the young woman’s clothing, “we came as soon as we could. The roads are still blocked off with police. Are you alright? Did she hurt you?”

“No, Mrs. Kent,” she assured her, “I’m fine, but Carla-“

Chloe began to cry as Martha sat and hugged her. Jonathan stood and closed his eyes, wondering how in the span of a few hours, so much damage had been inflicted upon the small group of friends. “Chloe,” he said, “I’m so sorry for what happened.”

“There’s nothing you could have done,” she said, looking up at him as tears fell down her cheeks,” Lana was out of control. I didn’t even recognize her tonight. She looked so ….confusing. One minute she was deranged; the next she looked so horribly lost.”

Except for the minute she spared to kill my best friend.

Lex walked out of the coroner’s office, talking on his cellphone, when he noticed that Martha and Jonathan had joined Chloe. He quickly finished his conversation and put his phone back in his pocket.

“I just had a very interesting phone call,” he said, exhaustion perceptible in his voice. “Carla’s missing.”

Martha stood up from her chair, her face a mask of horror, “What do you mean she’s missing? I thought she was on her way to the hospital.”

“The ambulance attendants reported to the hospital, but the back had been ripped open and Carla was no longer there,” he stated, “They have absolutely no idea what happened.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“I know you’re there&#33;” Clark screamed, laying Carla down on the floor of the caves. Her blood had soaked his shirt, but he was unaware of it. The only thing Clark Kent was cognizant of was the fact she was barely hanging on her life.

“All my life you have taken things away from me&#33; The hope of being normal&#33; The chance for the Kents to have a child of their own. I will not allow you to take Carla away from me&#33;”

My son, it is not your place to interfere in such a manner with the lives of mortals.

“But is it your place, dammit? Save her – I’ll promise you anything you want, just don’t let her die.”

There is nothing I can do for her, Kal-El. The choice of whether she lives or dies is solely yours.

“What do you mean?” Clark said, bending to caress Carla’s cheek. Her body was barely warm and he knew he had no time to waste with riddles. “Tell me what I need to do.”

It is forbidden.

“I don’t care&#33; I don’t care what is allowed or forbidden. Do I have the power to change this or not.”

Yes. It is a power that will corrupt you should you use it.

“I need to save her&#33; You loved a woman once – I know you did. What would you do to have Louise back? Don’t you regret not doing anything and letting her die?”

Clark heard the thundering silence, as he used the sheet around Carla to block the flow of blood. “Answer me&#33; What can I do to change this?”

Time flows forward on this planet. To turn it back, you must turn the planet back, but be aware, that altering events will also alter consequences.

“I understand”, Clark replied, bending down to kiss Carla. He pushed the hair out of her eyes as he caressed her forehead with his lips. Clark cried as he felt what he’d never thought to be true – the burning, pulsating sensation of a breaking heart.

“I love you, Carla. Time was stolen from us and I’ve got to steal it back. Wherever you are now, please believe me – I will find you again.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Keep your ghost away, keep your ghost away
I need a bell, book and candle to keep your ghost away

The funeral of Lana Lang was attended by a handful of people, security ever mindful of Lex Luthor’s request to let only a select few into the cemetery. From his sprawling home in Goa, Lionel Luthor himself had sent a beautiful arrangement of rare African violets. Chloe stood by the tombs of Lana’s parents as the small urn containing her ashes was buried between them.

You’ll never be alone again, Lana. Now you’ve been returned to the family that was stolen from you.

Gabe stood by his daughter’s side, putting his hand around her shoulder as she watching the lowering of the urn. On the other side of the tombs, Martha and Jonathan Kent stood, accompanied by Jason and Matt Teague.

“I should say something,” Chloe said, “someone should.”

“Considering what she did, Chloe, I think silence is best,” Gabe said. She looked over at him and smiled briefly, her expression fixed on the Kents.

“Has there been any word from Clark?”

“Jonathan said he thought it best to stay away. You know, for Carla’s sake. This was the girl who tried to kill her, after all.”

“Yeah, she burned a lot of bridges,” Chloe agreed.

Just before the thunder roars
I sense you next to me
And as I move through nature
I know where you will be
So I must keep myself apart,
here is where I&#39;ll stay
With a bell, book and candle to keep your ghost away

Chloe and Gabe walked up to the Kents. Martha embraced Chloe as Gabe and Jonathan shook hands. This was followed by Matt and Jason offering their condolences. Martha, Jonathan, Gabe and Jason watched the final lowering of the urn and walked away, leaving Matt and Chloe to talk alone.

“How are you?”

“I’m better,” she said, “and I owe you a thank you. Lex told me how you helped him rescue Carla and me. If you two hadn’t shown up when you did, the damage would have been far worse.”

“I haven’t spoken to Carla,” he confessed, “but I heard that she wasn’t seriously wounded. She’s back in her place now, right?”

“No, we’re moving out of there. Too many bad memories. Carla’s staying with the Kents and I’m…somewhere else.”

“Meaning that you’re at Luthor’s.”

“Matt-“

“Don’t Chloe. I get it. I got it that night when I saw the two of you together. You don’t need to tell me how sorry you are or how you wish things had turned out differently. All that’s important is that you’re happy. I wish it had been been me, but I’ll deal with that.”

“I don’t know what to say,” she confessed.

“Are you in love with him?”

“Yeah,” she said, smiling as she looked away, “I think that I am.”

“Then he’s one lucky bastard,” Matt said. “Come on. Let’s get out of here.”

“I think I’ll stay for awhile,” she said quietly, “Go on. The Kents have set up a small lunch. I’ll join you there.” Matt nodded and went to join Jason, who was waiting for him by his car. Chloe watched as one lone car remained by the side of the road. She watched as Lex got out of the car and walked towards her.

“I’m sorry things had to turn out this way, Lana,” Chloe whispered as she kneeled to the ground, “and I wish I’d gotten you some help. Wherever you are, treat that world better than you treated this one. You were just sick. I don’t hold any grudge against you. Find some peace.”

Lex stood at a distance to give her a measure of privacy, but was unable to keep from hearing part of her speech. As she stood, he put his hand on her lower back and led her away from the tomb. “You have a very generous nature, Chloe. I don’t know if I could ever speak that way to someone who’d intentionally caused me so much pain.”

“Lex, you’re underestimating yourself,” she whispered, holding onto his hand as they walked towards his limousine. “You are much more giving than you give yourself credit for. Look at all you’ve given to me.”

“As I said before, it’s easy to care about you, Chloe.”

They sat down and the door closed. As the car started up, he felt Chloe pressing her hand against his. Their fingers interlaced as their eyes locked. She turned her face to look at him, as he wondered what thoughts were crossing her mind. To Lex, she looked as if she were about to take a major step and was building up her courage to take it.

“I love you,” she calmly stated, “and I’m not afraid to say it. It doesn’t matter if you don’t love me, Lex, or if you only care strongly about me.

Lex was silent as his face registered complete shock. Chloe waited for him to say something, but all he did was look at her. He was terrified of saying the wrong thing or taking the wrong course of action. Naturally, his reticence inflamed Chloe.

“You have nothing to say, I see. Dammit, can’t you at least say you care? Can’t you say anything at all?”

Lex shook his head as he faced forward. “Chloe, I don’t know what to say. Of course, I care about you.”

But I don’t deserve to have you. Gabe asked me if I really thought alienating you from everything you’ve worked for and everyone you love was the best way of showing my affection. It wasn’t. Letting you go is.

The rest of the trip passed in silence. When they made their way back to the Manor, Chloe packed her possessions as quickly as she could manage and called Carla to let her know what was going on. Their new apartment would be ready by next week, and Gabe had already offered to let her stay with him numerous times. At the base of the stairwell, Lex watched as she dragged her large duffel bag down the stairs.

“You don’t have to leave, Chloe,” he stated, not meeting her expression.

“Don’t I? What do I have to stay for?”

He said nothing and Chloe felt her temper rising as he turned to look away. “Once again, the man has nothing to say. After everything we’ve gone through….everything I thought we meant to each other, you can just coldly stand there and look away. Shakespeare was right; the rest is silence.”

Angrily, she stomped away, dragging the duffel bag on the ground. “I’ll send for the rest of my things later. Goodbye Lex.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Back at the Kent farm, Clark and Carla were helping Martha serve lunch for the small gathering. It was a simple yet somber event, enlivened by the fact Carla’s recovery had taken a turn for the better. Passing the salad to Clark, she smiled and gave him a loaded look. “I still don’t remember most of what happened,” she stated, “and the next thing I remember is waking up in a hospital room with Clark by my side.”

It was the day I changed my destiny by saving Carla’s life, Clark thought to himself, and inadvertedly changed what was to be.

Smiling up at her, Clark rose from his seat to pull Carla’s chair out for her. She turned her head and kissed his cheek. “Thank you,” she whispered.

A knock on the door directed his gaze elsewhere. Carla had told him before they sat to lunch that Chloe was stopping by. She had not prepared him for the Chloe that awaited him at the door. Standing at the doorwell, with tears in her eyes, she hugged him desperately as he looked at her in concern.

“I left him.”

This is not good news.

“Come inside,” he said, taking her bag as Carla walked over to help her friend up the stairs. Clark waited for them to pass him before taking the stairs to deposit her bag in his room. After he’d dropped it off, he watched as Chloe despondently sobbed in Carla’s lap.

With the information he’d gotten from Jor-El, Clark had not only saved Carla’s life, but had also seen flashes of current events and possible outcomes. He’d seen what his life would have been like without Carla – the love tempered with the perennial enmity, hiding and solitary existence – and had chosen regretlessly to discard it. Also, he’d seen the pivotal role Chloe played not only in his life, but in Lex’s as well.

The presence of Chloe in Lex’s life is his anchor to the better part of his nature. Without her, he’ll outdo Lionel Luthor, and become embittered and baleful.

Carla knew this as well. When she’d recovered sufficiently, in the presence of Martha and Jonathan he’d confessed the entire truth to him. Something – some flash – of what he’d gone through had resonated in her as he’d confessed and she’d believe him. Also, she’d become aware of something he himself had been unable to see as he’d fought time to save.

“I can’t tell you how I know, but I do. I can remember you calling to me – telling me you’d find me again. When I felt your hand on my face, I got a flash – a hint of sorts. You raced to save one life, Clark, but you brought back two.”

His eyes went down to her stomach as he smiled. She’d told him a week ago that they were expecting a child, news that they had not yet shared with his parents. Carla looked up at him and smiled, knowing he was thinking about the baby again.

“I’ll leave you two alone,” he said, “but I’ll be downstairs if you need anything.”

“Okay,” Carla, said with a wink that said don’t worry.

“Carla, he doesn’t give a shit about me,” Chloe sobbed. “I told him I loved him and he just said nothing.”

“Now that’s just nonsense,” Carla reasoned, “the man risked his life and personal freedom to save you. What kind of person does that on a whim?”

“A person who cares less about himself than other people?”

“Stop it, Chloe,” she said soothingly, stroking her hair, “before you start believing this tripe. He’s got issues, but Lex Luthor loves you. I know it.”

“Then why was he so freaked out?”

“Honestly, the only thing that comes to mind is that Lex really hasn’t had that many people telling him they love him in his life, Chloe. That’s something we have in common.”

“Not to change the subject, but did you ever tell Clark about…”

“No,” she said firmly, “and I don’t think I ever will. Some experiences aren’t meant to be brought out in a relationship. It happened, it meant nothing and it’s in the past.”

“I agree,” Chloe said, closing her eyes as Carla continued stroking her hair, “what am I going to do, Carla?”

“For one thing, take a nap. You haven’t had a decent night’s sleep in weeks, have you?”

Chloe’s eyes were firmly shut as Carla gently moved her head to the pillow. Tiptoeing to the door, she took a look back before exiting the room.

The Kents wouldn’t have spoken to Lex…neither would Clark and neither would I. Ever since her big fight with Gabe she hasn’t really spoken to anyone else about….

“Son of a bitch,” Carla said, immediately guessing who the guilty party was.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Downstairs, Jason and Matt were about to leave as Martha and Jonathan were in the kitchen getting coffee. Clark and Gabe were in the living room talking as Carla walked down the stairs.

I couldn’t have staged this better if I tried.

“Clark, could you leave us alone for a moment?” she requested. Clark nodded and walked into the kitchen with his parents, alerting them not to go in the living room for awhile.

Gabe had the look of a guilty man about him. Carla sat on the couch facing him as she nodded her head. “Whatever you said, it worked.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, young lady.”

“Mr. Sullivan, I know you don’t like me and it doesn’t matter. Credit me with some intelligence at least, though, and don’t insult me by denying the obvious.”

“So you’re a psychic barhop? I’ll alert the media.”

“Funny, I thought you had matters closer to home to take care, mainly your broken hearted daughter upstairs.”

His face flinched as Carla realized she’d hit paydirt. “How could you, Gabe? She’s in so much pain as it is – you had to maneuver against her now, when she’s so damn emotionally fragile?”

“You don’t understand, Carla.”

“I think you’ve got that reversed. You can think he’s an asshole if you want, Gabe, but he loves your daughter. Lana could have killed him that night, but he went in and got her anyway. He could have gone to jail, as you well know, but he still intervened. Chloe and I might both be dead if it wasn’t for him. Tell me if I’ve missed anything.”

“What’s done is done,” he said, “and despite how much I regret hurting her, I can’t undo it.”

“Yes, you can. Call him up and tell him you were wrong. Tell your daughter that you were temporarily pain-stricken and tunnel-visioned. Don’t sit there and passive-aggressify to me. There’s plenty to be done.”

“It’s not that easy.”

“So stop complicating it,” she retorted, “Suck it up, Sullivan and get moving. You’ve got twenty minutes or I’m going up there to tell Chloe about your little pep talk to Lex.”

“I don’t believe you’d do that.”

“Try me.”
~~~~~~~~~~~
Music Credit:

"Bell, Book and Candle" performed by Eddi Reader

[autumngold]

I&#39;m a little confused about how Clark saved Carla&#39;s life, but I&#39;ve never been too smart&#33;&#33; Gabe had better go to Lex and tell him the truth&#33;&#33; Can&#39;t wait for more&#33;&#33; :yay: :chlexsign3: :yay:

[hfce]

I am really confused about how Clark saved Carla. How did he do it? What did he alter? And you have managed for the first time for me to hate Gab. God he makes me sick. :tease:


Hope :crygreen:

[kitten]

:yay:

I&#39;m so glad Carla survived. She&#39;s making Clark grow up and kicking ass for Chloe. (I&#39;m not so sure about the surprise baby, though. She&#39;s still in college and Clark is only eighteen. I thought they used protection, too.)

I&#39;m glad Lana is gone, because she really was beyond help, but I like that Chloe could forgive her.

And naturally, if Gabe doesn&#39;t come clean I&#39;m going to be angry at him and the lack of :chlexsign1: .



To Hope: Superman can reverse time for short periods of time (up to a few hours I believe) by making Earth spin backwards. He flies up into to atmosphere and pushes it against the normal rotation. Seems like a really slick move for a guy who learned to fly that day, but he is super.

[AlabamaWorley]

Good thing he learned how to do that for Carla, since there doesn&#39;t seem to be a Lois in the picture here&#33;

I have my concerns about the superbaby as well, but I guess we&#39;ll see how it turns out. Though I feel bad for Lex and Chloe, I can&#39;t fault Gabe for what he did. He was just trying to take care of his baby, and honestly, would you want your daughter hooking up with Lex Luthor? ;) I&#39;m sure you will find a way to work it all out though.

The graveside scene was very moving, you did a beautiful job managing to to gain sympathy for all involved, including Lana. Chloe&#39;s reaction was really wonderful.

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17. This story will involve a great deal of sex.
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(Clark reveals how Carla was saved. Lex gets some sense and gets his Chloe back. Gabe apologizes for his actions. Lex shows Gabe some compassion and helps aid the reconciliation. The final chapter. Epilogue next)

~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 25
~~~~~~~~~

When Gabe had finally left, Carla went upstairs to check on Chloe. Opening the door a few inches, she peered inside and found that her friend was fast asleep. Very quietly, she closed the door again and walked downstairs.

Clark was sitting on the sofa waiting for her. She sat by him, laying her head on his chest as she embraced him.

“I still think this is just a dream sometimes,” she laughed, “but it’s better. It’s absurd, wonderful reality.”

“In droves,” he said, “all maneuvered by the smallest shift.”

“Did you really move time backwards?” she questioned. “I still can’t figure out how you managed to do that.”

“Very difficultly,” he replied, “and it was literally, spinning around the planet and changing the rotation of Earth. My body still feels exhausted from the effort it took, but I don’t regret it for a minute. I felt you dying, Carla.”

“But if I’d gotten to the hospital in time-“

“There was no time,” he replied with a shake of his head. “When I broke into the ambulance, the first thing I did was listen for a heartbeat…feel for a pulse. There was nothing. As I saw the fragments of the past when I circled the world, I saw pieces of the present and future. It confirmed my fears; you had died on your way to the hospital.”

Carla shook her head and clung to him. “What else did you see? I can’t even imagine the things you saw…..the future that only you know about now.” She stroked his shoulder, feeling him kiss her forehead.

“So many things, many of them changed by the fact I brought you back. There was another path I could have taken, but I didn’t.”

“By another path, you mean if I’d died…another woman?”

“That too,” he answered, “but connected to that was the existence of the man I was to become based upon losing you. I saw shadows of what I’d become and I hated it.”

Not to mention the transformation of Lex and the drawn out battle that he as my enemy would inflict upon the world.

“Now how does Chloe fit into all of this?”

“Losing her was part of the old shadows,” he revealed, “after Lana killed you, she was filled with grief and…”

I saw her tragic death as well, plummeting from the same bridge I’d once saved her from.

“It’s OK, Clark,” Carla murmured, “I don’t want to know what you saw, just how it affects Lex and you.”

“He needs her,” he replied, “or Lionel will stand as foreshadowing to the man Lex could become if he loses her now.”

“Goddamn tragedy all around,” she uttered, feeling Clark’s hand on her stomach.

“I saw him as well,” he revealed, “and he plays a big part in the future as well.”

“See, that,” she said, poking him in the stomach, ”is the stuff I don’t want to know about. Not just yet. Tampering with the past, present future and knowing the truth about you is a huge bundle to take on.”

“I guess we’ll just have to wait and see then,” Clark answered, resting his chin on her head.

“Wait for what?”

“To see how changing the means changes the ends.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`

At the Manor, Lex entertained a very unwelcome guest in his study. As his brandy rested in the warmer, he paced the floor angrily.

“Why did you come here tonight, Gabe?” he asked angrily, “aren’t you satisfied yet? I told her nothing. She believes I’m incapable of any emotion. How much more alone do you want her to be?”

“This isn’t what I wanted.”

“Gabe, you cannot order something destroyed and then question the manner in which it is destroyed. You should know that by now.”

“I can’t stand to see her that way.”

“Neither can I,” Gabe confessed, “I was wrong, Lex. She can’t continue this way and if having you in her life is what she needs, I won’t stand in the way.”

“So nice to have your approval,” he remarked sarcastically, “because before you came over, I was already planning on going to get her.”

“Lex, that’s exactly what I wanted-“

“Let’s get one thing straight, Gabe,” Lex said, sitting down at his desk, “I’m not doing this for you or for your tortured conscience. The truth is that I love Chloe. I don’t want to imagine my life without her at my side, however she decides that should be. She and I belong together and I’ll be damned if I let anyone tell to step aside because my relationship interferes with the plans they had carefully formulated&#33;”

“Chloe’s young and I’m not going to take advantage of her in any way. Also, I’m not jumping or forcing her into marriage. What we have together will be decided and planned solely by the two of us. I hope that’s clear enough.”

“Will you tell her…”

“About your interference,” he finished, “no, I don’t plan on telling her about it. She’s got enough pain to deal with as it stands. All I have to do now is get her to forgive me.”

Gabe sighed, placing his hand under his chin. “That’s enough of a challenge, I imagine.”

“Groveling will certainly take place,” Lex finished, “but if you don’t mind, I must be going.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Waking up after an extended nap, Chloe wrapped a thin blanket around her shoulders and stepped outside to get some fresh air. The Kent house was silent as she leaned against the door and looked up at the stars.

I can’t start crying again. He’s gone and I have to get through this.

Hearing the sounds of a car approaching, she looked towards the road to see Lex’s Porsche approaching the house. Putting NASCAR to shame in his haste to reach the house, Lex dragged the car to the front of the house, leaving skid marks behind him. As he opened the door of his car, he looked up to see her glaring angrily at him.

Color me stupefied, she thought to herself. “Pretty late to be out drag racing, Mr. Luthor. Did you lose your way?”

“Briefly,” he replied, “but I come around quickly.”

She briefly pondered that loaded statement, shrugging as she looked away. “What do you want, Lex?’

“To talk to you.”

“We did plenty of that before.”

“No, you talked and I was an ass.”

“Finally, something we can agree on.”

He walked over to where she stood, tears welling in her eyes as her bottom lip quivered. “I’m sorry, Chloe, so incredibly sorry that I didn’t react to a thing you were saying. I just froze.”

“You shut me out, Lex,” she replied weakly, “I didn’t even recognize you.”

“It wasn’t me,” he insisted, hesitatingly putting his hand on her shoulder, “that was the cowardly side of my nature, which won’t be making a return appearance.”

Chloe was not amused. “What are you saying, Lex?”

“I’m saying that I love you. Saying it out loud and repeating it however many times it takes until I get you back.”

He loves me.

Inside, she felt her heart was fluttering but she kept her expression aloof. “Lex, you don’t need to say this just to make me feel better.”

“That’s not why I’m saying it,” he insisted again, grabbing her shoulders, “I’m saying it because it’s the truth. Come back to me, Chloe.”

“Lex,” she moaned, “don’t play with me…not now.”

“I’m not playing,” he huskily droned, “I love you, Chloe Sullivan and I want you in my life.”

She finally broke and embraced him, lacing her hands around his waist as he cupped the back of her head. Leaning her head against his chest, Chloe felt an immeasurable amount of relief as she felt the man she loved return to where he belonged.

“I’m going to put you through hell for this. I hope you realize that.”

“Naturally,” he said, breathing a noticeably sigh of relief.”

“Take me home,” she murmured, moving her head and reaching up to kiss him.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

~~~~~~~~~~~
Clothes were immediately removed, ripped, thrown, tossed, discarded and wrestled with as Chloe and Lex reached the bedroom. Running her hands down his naked body, she pushed him down on the bed as she slithered next to him. Darting her tongue across his chest, she reached her hand and caressed his hardness, feeling his excitement grow as she touched him.

“I might be addicted to you,” she confessed, her lips trailing kisses down his body.

“Likewise,” he panted, barely coherent as she expertly ravished him.

“Is there any cure?” she asked, her tongue licking his shaft as Lex clenched his fists in anticipation.

“I can think of a few,” he said through ragged breath.

“Such as,” she said innocently, the back of her tongue licking up and down his fully erect cock. He grabbed her and flipped her around, putting his own mouth in a position to administer parallel torment. Chloe melted underneath the feel of his hands….the invasion of his body. She felt him stop and watched as he fetched a condom from the side table, wondering lasciviously if those packs came in economy sizes. They’d need them.

She took the packet from his hand, ripped it open with her teeth and slipped it on him. Boldly, she held him by his cock as she lay down on the bed again, guiding him inside her body. “I like it when you’re aggressive,” he whispered into her ear.

“Then do as you’re told and fuck me,” she commanded, grasping him by the hips and accelerating his pace.

Lex lowered himself onto his elbows and kissed her, thrusting in and out of her body as he looked deeply into her eyes. “I want to hear you say it,” he said.

“You first this time,” she replied.

“I love you, Chloe.”

“I love you, Lex.”

He ran his hands down to her breasts, grabbing one in each hand as he pumped her body ardently. Chloe thrust her head back and groaned loudly, her throat emanating sounds of animal lust as she randomly grabbed his body. Lex could feel her orgasm as she climaxed violently, scratching his waist as her nails made contact with his skin. Deliciously trapped within the spasms of her body, he came, controlling his body from collapsing and moving to the side of her exhausted body.

Discarding the condom discreetly, Chloe cuddled next to him, kissing his shoulder. He stroked her hair and kissed her head, his breath panting as his body began to relax.

“I thought I had lost you,” he whispered.

“You almost did, but that’s over.”

“You make me happy, Chloe. To me, that’s the most terrifying prospect imaginable.”

“Then get over it,” she advised.

He laughed as he looked down at the amused expression on her face. “You’re very bossy, do you know that?”

“Yes, and you love it.”

“Well, that’s a given.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

At lunch the next day, Chloe had barely sat at the table, when Lex entered with an unexpected guest. Gabe Sullivan sat to the left of his daughter, while Lex took the right. Angered by the surprise, she glared at them both.

“Is this a meal or another round?” she questioned.

“It’s letting bygones be bygones,” Lex stated calmly, “isn’t that so, Gabe?”

He looked over at Lex and sighed as he nodded. “Lex and I had a talk, Chloe. I’m sorry for not being supportive, but I didn’t realize how serious he was about your relationship. I get it now.”

“So that&#39;s it?” she retorted angrily, playing with the fork at her table setting.

“I’m sorry, Chloe,” he said sincerely, “I didn’t mean for things to go as far as they did. It was stupid of me to attempt to take you out of your home and school, just to play the part of the protective father.”

“Dad, would you mind coming with me to the study?” she said, nodding to Lex as they rose, “We’ll be back in a few minutes.”

“Take your time,” Lex replied, picking up his wine glass and taking a long sip.

“You have got some nerve, Dad,” she said, stomping angrily into the study, followed by Gabe.

“Looks like I’m damned if I do and damned if I don’t. Chloe, I messed up. I admit that. What more do you want from me?”

“A real apology for starters,” she bit back.

“Chloe, I’m sorry,” he said, “You’re all I have, kid, and no matter how old you get a par of me still sees you as a little girl.”

“I know that, Dad, but I’m not,” she said calmly, “what I am is your grown daughter who loves you and needs you to be supportive….as I’ve always been supportive of you.”

“You’ll get that, Chloe,” Gabe promised, crossing his heart dramatically, “from now on, I won’t stand in your way.”

“Promise?”

“Absolutely. I’ve missed you, baby. I even started to cook, can you believe that?”

Damn, he brings on the funny and I’m five years old again.

Chloe drew her father into a hug and patted him on the back. Swaying as they laughed, she wiped an errant tear from her cheek as she kissed his cheek. “I missed you too, daddy.”

“You haven’t called me that since you were five.”

“The occasion called for it.” Hand in hand, they walked out of the study and rejoined Lex in the dining hall. Lunch went on as scheduled.

~~~~~~~~~~~~
TWO YEARS LATER
~~~~~~~~~~~~

After the proverbial shit hit the fan over at the Kent farm, Martha and Jonathan chastised Clark verbally, slammed doors and broke assorted plates but eventually came to the realization that was done, was done. Carla and Clark moved in together in Metropolis, making no plans for marriage to the dismay of both their families. Despite the obstacles, with the help of Clark’s parents, the baby was born healthy and without complications.

They named him Jonathan and he became the light of his grandparent’s eyes. When his abilities began to manifest – he was a month old and had the ability to move things ten times his size – Martha was the best source of support for a struggling Carla. When he began to walk, Clark couldn’t help but note the irony of the situation that put him assuming his father Jonathan’s role as he taught his son Jonathan how to mask his skills.

“They’re beautiful together, aren’t they?” Carla said, watching as Clark took Jon by the hand and walked outside by the barn.

“Yes, they are. Do they still talk mentally?”

She shook her head. “It’s extremely annoying.”

Martha watched as the little boy ran away from his father, lighting fast, towards the corn field. Clark shot an exasperated look at them, shrugged his shoulders and followed.

“He’s a handful,” Martha said.

“Both of them together mean I have my hands permanently full.”

“That kid’s going to save the world someday.”

“If his father doesn’t beat him to it, that is.”

“You’ve made him very happy, Carla,” Martha said, as they continued canning peaches.

“As happy as he’s made me,” she admitted, putting her hand over Martha’s “and as happy as you’ve all made me.” The two women nodded at each other and went back to work.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Chloe’s apartment was messy, piles of book could be found on every table and she had yet to cook a meal on the stove, but it was a happy, little space. Lex continued to press her into moving together, but she valued her independence. Putting away the few groceries she’d bought in the small refrigerator, she heard Lex’s key in the door.

“Are you in one of these piles?” he called out.

“Yes, smartass, I’m in the kitchen.” She smiled as Lex entered the room. “You can’t imagine the day I’ve had. Class ran late, because the idiot professor can’t make his way through traffic to be on time ever. I went to the store to get that French blue cheese, and they told me they were out, which was a complete lie. Why does making a salad always get so complicated. You’d think-“

As she was putting the tomatoes in the crisper, Lex placed a small blue box in front of her. Looking at him in surprise, she reached for it and opened it. Inside was a gorgeous emerald cut ten carat topaz, surrounded by little white diamonds. Taking the ring out of the box, she looked at it and exclaimed, “Holy shit.”

“Just what I wanted to hear.”

“I didn’t mean it that way,” she replied, “it’s just that…..I mean, you stick a ring in a refrigerator……what am I supposed to say?”

“Say it’s beautiful and say yes,” he advised.

“Are you sure you want to marry me?” she teased, “I’m rude, very vulgar and I can’t even bring back the right cheese.”

“Lactose deficiency aside, I love you,” he laughed, taking a few steps towards her and hugging her. “And I’m certain that I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“But college? I can’t just drop everything-“

“Not conditional on time,” he said quickly, “I know how important your education and your career are to you.”

“I hate big, traditional weddings, Lex-“

“Whether in St. Patrick’s Cathedral or in the middle of a mini-mart, I want you to be my wife.”

She couldn’t help the tears that came to her eyes. “Lex, I love you so much.”

He kissed her forehead, “As do I, but that’s not an answer.”

“Yes,” she said weakly.

“Yes?”

“Yes…and yes and yes. I’ll marry you.”

He picked her up and twirled her around, knocking down several bundles of groceries on the table. When he finally put her down she tapped his chest. “Just promise me…no big wedding.”

“Tell me what you have in mind then.”

Smiling as she tapped his chin with her finger. “Now that you mention it, I’ve always had an idea for the perfect wedding….”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(the [almost] end)

[hfce]

Oh my God that was perfect. :clap: This story had me laughing, crying, frustrated, confused and hot all at the same time. You captured a Chloe I can so see on SV. Lex was in character and you have done what no author has been able to do Like Clark and like that he is with carla and not Lois. Wow that in my book is amazing. ;) And yes I like Gab again. Good job girl. :blinkkiss:



Hope :chlexsign4:

[asharnanae]

:biggrin: WOOOOOOOOOOTTT&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33; Yes, now thats what I like to see&#33; fantastic stuff. :yay: :blinkkiss:

[kitten]

:wub: :yay:

Bouncy, happy, lovey endings . . . they&#39;re great&#33;

Is there an epilogue in the future?

[Queen Of Tact]

Oh that was so good.. I&#39;m glad Lex got Chloe back, and that Gabe said he was sorry for being an ass....

Wow, I&#39;m Carla and clark are a happy little family...

Great job hon...

Oh and when ur don&#39;t with the fic can i have Chloe&#39;s ring...lol...


CC

[tiger04]

that was great, wonderful ending (almost). I can&#39;t wait to see what chloes wedding is going to be like

AT

[ptite_mily]

You have great imagination&#33;
Thank you for that awesome fic. :blinkkiss:

[crankychick]

Thanks everyone for the great feedback and for enduring the many Lana beeyotch scenes to get to the end. I&#39;ll have the epilogue up no later than Friday. :blinkkiss:

[AlabamaWorley]

Awwwwww&#33; I&#39;m all gooey&#33; That was so sweet on all sides. You did a wonderful job building this story, and creating realistic original characters to boot.

And if you ever decide to write a sequel about Clark and Carla, I am so there :)

[buddyfozzy]

Wow, such a perfect ending to this. I can&#39;t wait to find out about their wedding. :wub: :wub:

I love Clark and little Jon....too cute. :biggrin:

[autumngold]

I love that everyone is getting along&#33;&#33; Lex&#39;s proposal was great&#33;&#33; Can&#39;t wait for the wedding&#33;&#33; :wub: :chlexsign4: :wub:

[crankychick]

Title: Secrets of the Flesh
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters and none of the storylines.
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Storylines up to and including S 4, E 10, “Scare” are game and discussed

Setting: Chloe and Lana found themselves at a very vulnerable time in their lives and have become secret lovers, though Clark is starting to suspect. At the same time, Chloe’s hanging out with the singer of a rock band in Metropolis. Lex discovers her nocturnal activities, begins to follow her and finds they share some secrets of the flesh.

(The big wedding)

~~~~~~~~~
Epilogue
~~~~~~~~~

“Well?” Chloe said, turning to face Carla and Martha.

“Oh Chloe,” Martha said appreciatively, “you look breathtaking.” She was adorned in a simple white satin slipdress with a tapered waist and a flowing waist that stopped at mid calf.

“Absolutely,” Carla agreed, circling behind her friend to adjust the back of her slip dress. “If this were the seventies, I’d call you a stone cold fox.”

Chloe laughed, patting her head as she turned to make sure her makeup was well applied. “I would have been happy to wear something simple – a nightgown and a veil – but I thought the guests might disapprove.”

Carla smacked her on the back, “Chloe, it’s your wedding. Wear what you like and look the way you like. It’s all for you and Lex today.”

“Yes,” Chloe replied to her friend through the mirror, “but it’s insane the way I feel today.”

“I know,” Martha said, putting her hands on the younger woman’s shoulders, “I felt that way once myself, many years ago. It’s almost as if the happiness is overwhelming.”

“That’s it exactly&#33;”

“And you’re afraid it’s too much…..that you want to grab hold of some, to store it somehow for after the vows, the champagne and the cake.”

Chloe nodded, her mouth slightly ajar, “How did you know.”

Martha shot a look at Caral. “Because every bride feels that way, Chloe. Enjoy the happiness of the day. Lex adores you and trust in that feeling. It’s the surest way to ensure that the happiest day stretches on to a better future.”

“That’s very Zen-like, Martha. Save some of it for when I finally agree to marry Clark,” Carla teased.

“Which I’m hoping will be soon, young lady,” Martha admonished.

“No fights on my wedding day, you two,” Chloe said, as Martha adjusted the small veil on her head, as Chloe added, “at least not until you’ve been at the open bar for at least an hour.”

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Luthor Compound
Grand Cayman Island
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


At sunset, the small group of friends gathered at the beach where a small area had been set aside for the ceremony. Lex, dressed in white shirt and white trousers and barefoot looked to the distance and saw Chloe and Gabe walking toward their assembled group.

“Kid, you can still back out,” Gabe chided, “there’s still time for a getaway.”

“Not a chance,” she replied, clutching her father’s arm tighter,” there’s going to be a hitching today.”

The makeshift, cedar altar was covered in hibiscus, calla lilies and daffodils. Chloe forbade any sort of formality and the guests were all dressed in casual day clothing. Jonathan and Martha stood and smiled as the music started up.

I love you
Hums the April breeze.
I love you
Echo the hills.
I love you
The golden dawn agrees
As once more she sees
Daffodils.

“She looks beautiful,” Martha whispered to Jonathan.

“She sure does,” her husband agreed.

It&#39;s spring again
And birds on the wing again
Start to sing again
The old melody.

Gabe squeezed his daughter’s hand as they slowed down, a few steps before reaching their target. “They always told me how easy the walking down was and how hard the letting go was. I never believed it until now.”

Chloe could feel herself getting misty and felt anger at herself. She’d sworn not to cry. “Dad-“

“Let the old man have a moment, OK? In a couple of minutes, that smiling guy up there is going to be your husband and I’m going to be the second guy in your life. Right now, I’m the first and I’m enjoying my moment. I just wanted to say……how much I love you sweetheart and how blessed every moment of my life has been since the first moment you came into my life.”

Tears clouding her vision, Chloe blinked hard as they took another step forward.

Gabe went on. “I want you to have everything, Chloe, That man up there loves you. You’re going to make each other happy.”

As they reached Lex, Gabe lifted the veil from her face, laying it across her head as he bent down to kiss her. “I love you, Dad” she whispered as she took Lex’s arm and Gabe sat by Martha and Jonathan.

Their vows were kept simple and the preacher read Sonnet 116:

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no&#33; it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth&#39;s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love&#39;s not Time&#39;s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle&#39;s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Chloe and Lex exchanged Scottish claddagh rings. As they were pronounced man and wife, a dozen white doves were released into the air, to Chloe’s surprise. Hugging her new husband, she whispered into his ear. “You just couldn’t resist the big, romantic notion, could you?”

“It’s my wedding day. I get to push the envelope,” he replied, kissing her cheek.

“Lex, I love you,” she said, looking up at him with naked tenderness in her expression.

“And I love you,” he replied, bending down to kiss her as the small crowd applauded.

I love you,
That&#39;s the song of songs
And it all belongs
To you and me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

At Lex’s beachside house, Clark and Carla left little Jonathan in the hands of his grandparents as they went for a dance. The little boy was quickly entertained by a talking cockatoo that danced for him when he spoke.

“Bird&#33;” he said excitedly, his little fingers pointed at the animated creatures. His grandparents laughed and tried their best to keep him from grabbing it’s tail.

In the still of the night
As I gaze out of my window
At the moon in its flight
My thoughts all stray, stray to you

“Are you ever going to marry me?,” Clark asked Carla.

“Graduate from college and we’ll see,” she said, “but we’ve got enough on our plates now. Let’s finish school before we take another big step.

“I’m not going to stop asking until I get a definite yes,” he teased.

Carla kissed him gently on the lips and whispered, “The yes is taken care of. We’ve just got to pick a date.

In the still of the night
While the world lies in slumber
Oh the times without number
When I say to you

Chloe and Lex danced cheek to cheek, oblivious to everyone around them. He looked over at little Jonathan, now fully involved in a chase with the bird, Martha and Jonathan and laughed. “That godson of ours has a thing for animals.”

She looked over just in time to see him fall flat on his butt and laughed, “Well, he certainly can run. It’s the funniest thing – sometimes he seems so fast, but other times, he seems purposely clumsy. Like father, like son I guess.”

“I hope that won’t prove true for us.”

Chloe knew how much he feared becoming like Lionel and she immediately reassured him. “No, Lex. Don’t think about that. You will never be like that man. I won’t let you.”

Do you love me
Just like I love you
Are you my life to be
That dream come true
Or will this dream of mine
Will it fade way out of sight

“So she’s going to be his salvation?” Carla whispered to Clark.

“Yes,” he answered, “I saw it as clear as day.”

“And what else? Is he going to be president? Save the world? Destroy the world? You’ve never fully told me about the things you saw.”

“I didn’t see clear, complete images,” he repeated, “but I did see that his future, as long as he had Chloe by his side, would break the Luthor legacy. Anything other than that remains to be written.”

“That’s just annoying,” she reiterated, “I want to know what happens next.”

“Mind if I take a guess?”

“Let’s hear it.”

“He saves the world a little…destroys the world a little…again and again. It’s the pattern of human behavior, bettered only by the presence of true love and the hope this gives.”

Clark watched as Lex and Chloe kissed in the middle of the dance floor. Chloe stroked Lex’s cheek as he smiled down at her.

Just like that moon growing dim
Way out on the rim of the hill
In the still of the night
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Music Credits

“I Love You” & “In the Still of the Night” music & lyrics, Cole Porter
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sonnet 116, William Shakespeare

[ptite_mily]

:chlexsign4: Awww...Sweet ending&#33; thank you, this fic was great. :wub:

[asharnanae]

:biggrin: aweeeeee&#33; :wub:

[hfce]

That was so beautiful. Thank you for a wonderful story. :clap:



Hope :chlexsign4:

[June]

Originally posted by crankychick@Jan 17 2005, 11:00 PM
“So she’s going to be his salvation?” Carla whispered to Clark.

“Yes,” he answered, “I saw it as clear as day.”


Now I could have told you that. I loved this ending, great story, can&#39;t wait to read what you have in store for us next&#33;

[autumngold]

What a beautiful, happy ending&#33;&#33; Thank you for ending your wonderful story on such a positive note&#33;&#33; :wub: :chlexsign4: :wub:

[sydsvaughn]

Now this was the ending I needed to read ... not to mention the choice of Cole Porter songs was fitting and very, very "de-lovely&#33;" :)

Thanks so much for this lovely fic&#33;

SaraC

[lilinny]

:chlexsign4: That was so sweet&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33; Great Story&#33;

[starmoon]

I enjoyed how Chloe and Lex could not get enough of each other until they fell in love. I can&#39;t belive Chloe got involed with Lana&#33; :goof: She must have been despart. I can&#39;t blame Lana for becoming obsecced with Chloe because she can captivate anyone. I loved the way the story ended keep uup the good work. Hope anything wlse you write is as good as this story. :chlexsign3: :love:

[Catvampcrazines]

oh, so very interesting, sexy and evil-y fun. just started the first part.

[starmoon]

Chloe must have been nuts at the time when she got involved with Lana even if it was just sex it was just careless of Chloe to touch Lana. When became upseced with Chloe I knew that Chloe was in trouble and everyone around her was in trouble too. Clark was a jerk at first when he found out his girlfriend had a relitonship with Chloe. He need to come off his high horse which I am glad he did in the end. We all know Chloe is the light in Lex&#39;s life and if anything happened to her he would be just like his father or maby even worse. I love how Lex was possive and protective of Chloe but he didn&#39;t have to be so jelous espally when they wern&#39;t in a relationship yet. Lex is luckly he didn&#39;t destroy his chances with Chloe. Chlex forever. :chlexsign3: :chlexsign4: :worship2: :worship2: :worship2:

[celticangel]

I can't believe I missed so many chapters! But it was a fab ending. I loved it.

[pipersmum]

Great story i really enjoyed how Lex and Chloe couldn't get enough of one another and it made a change for Clark to not be in love with Lana :D So glad Lex ended up a good guy and married to Chloe ;)

[arkakitty]

I just finished reading this and I just love it. :) It is great how the storyline developes and Lana...well, I always knew, she would turn into something crazy ;)

[SianUrsula]

awwwww... that was a wonderful fic.I'm glad that Clark wasn't too much of a dick and Lana was psycho! I just feel so nice now... yay

[darkangel]

This was very good.

[kimmie]

I love happy endings and that was so perfect!!!

Kimmie

[micah_luther]

That was an amazing story. So beautifully written and Lana IS a crazy bitch. I never cared fer her anyway. I love Carla's character as well. Amazing job. (round of applause)

[reginarhea23]

I just love this story. Thanks for the great ending!

[ggdoll18]

loved it!

[katieandjason]

Oh. My. Goodness.

I heart this fic. Heart heart heart heart heart. This is me, *hi*, hearting this fic, *hugs*.

I love everything about it. I love the drama, darkness, and smut in the beginning; how it deepens into an action-packed angst in the middle; then finally how it turns into an adorable romance at the end.

Everyone read this. Now.

[lj715]

Loved it. Initially, I avoided reading it, mainly because I didn't like Chloe & Lana in a relationship. But, once I started reading, I couldn't stop.

[lilinny]

I remembered reading this story when I was a lurker. Better late than never. It's still a great story.

[teb85]

Fantastic fic , i loved it !

[Thaís]

Awwww.... And then, awww....
This is such a wonderful story, and the most wonderful final too...
Just, just keep the great work, ok, for those of us who aren't so gifted.

[pisquenta]

Loved it! With all my heart!
Off to read your other fics!

[AnikaBri]

I just had to say that this is a great fic...and what made me giggle is that they were married in Grand Cayman...and that's where I am from...and so its nice to hear about our island without people talking about taxes or laundered money or whatever.

Loved the fic...was wild and fun and sexy---and I couldn't help but feel sorry for poor psychotic Lana...

great job

[starmoon]

i just love this story!!! it was so great that lana was evil i new that she was all long. i am glad that chloe and lex are together and happy they deserve it.

[~*~Tasha~*~]

Very interesting and depth filled story. You delved into some darker areas, and you did it well.

[Tanschana]

AAWWWWWWWWWWWWW
That was just..
aawwwwwwwwwwwwwww
A veeeeeerrrryyyyy nice ending! Thank you for this story!

[gaby2na]

I loved it.. that was a wonderful fic

[carolannw5]

Love your story! So glad the witch got what was coming to her.

[CrazyGirlWriter]

this was a great hot story

[trckyrcky]

Definitely a great story. I also truly believes that with Chloe by his side, Lex Luthor will become a better man who did not let the poison of Lionel Luthor turns him into the monster that is out to destroy the world. I think Lex Luthor will achieve many great thing with a great woman like Chloe by his side. They should re-write the comic where there is an AU where Lex Luthor saves the world with Chloe Luthor by his side.

[FarrahLea]

Great story. Loved the ending, it was so sweet. Thanks so much for sharing!

[malugargula]

Loved this fic!!! I love happy ending and I love when Clark is better than he's on the show :)

[Ami Rose]

That was an amazing story. So beautifully written and Lana IS a crazy bitch. I never cared fer her anyway. I love Carla's character as well. Amazing job. (round of applause)

I agree! But had one question. The brother mentioned... Jason? That was the Teak family right? Great story! Loved it!