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JosiCuervo
24th December 2006, 17:01
Author: JosiCuervo
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: S1-6 are fair game.
Category: Smut. Humor. Romance. Angst. Smut, smut, smutty, smut, smut.
Disclaimer: No infringement intended. If I owned Smallville the only part that would suck would involve a cock and a mouth.
Summary: Another strange Luthor Christmas/birthday in four parts.

for Zannie

Happy Birthday (a few days early).


Chapter One


For Chloe, holidays were a double-edged sword.

Especially the Christmas season.

Perhaps it would be easier if the Christmas season was made up of a mere week or two, but it seemed to her as if the season grew longer and longer every year. And now, what used to be a whirl-wind of excitement had faded into a jumble of incessant nuisances.

Sure, she still enjoyed the lights, the decorations, and the general good spirit that accompanied the Christmas holiday. It was the commercialism she hated, and how just the simple mention of Christmas always brought out the selfish in nearly everyone around her. It was infuriating, and made her think some very un-Christmas-like thoughts.

And, to make matters even worse, Christmas time always reminded her of what she’d been missing; of what she was still missing. Of the small things she’d missed growing up without a mother. Made her wonder how things would’ve turned out had her mother been around to influence her directly.

Of course, her father had done the best he could, but the absence of her mother had always had a serious impact on her life.

And having the story of her mother changed at every turn had only added to the negativity of that impact.

For years she’d thought her mother to be dead. She’d just started to come to terms with that fact when she’d found out that her mother hadn’t actually died. She’d simply left. Just got up one morning, packed up her shit, and walked out on her husband and young daughter.

So Chloe had taken the appropriate measures to come to terms with that shocking revelation, and in the process felt as if she’d made great strides in becoming the kind of reasonable, rationale adult that most parents dreamed of raising. She’d done everything in her power to accept that her mother hadn’t wanted her, and eventually managed to shrug it off and move on with her life.

Only to find out a short time later that the new version wasn’t exactly the truth either.

In the actual reality of all realistic realities, Chloe’s mother had been committed to a mental institution, for the treatment of a severe mental disease. Something that was not only incurable, but also hereditary. And that was something Chloe thought to be quite relevant to her future.

Chloe had not taken the latest change in realities reasonably or rationally. She’d been hurt and angry, and not the least bit willing to discuss it with her father any further. She’d simply found her mother and took what relief she could from the vacant expression in her eyes.

Because being an unconscious oversight was better than being blatantly unwanted. Even if it meant she would never really know her mother.

Unfortunately, there was always a consequence for every action, and the changed truths had created a real rift in her relationship with her father. She didn’t appreciate being lied to and the fact he did it more than once made it even worse. She managed to keep her angst to herself for quite a while, but eventually they’d had a heated falling out and they’d barely spoken in recent years.

Actually, if she was really honest with herself, they’d barely spoken in more than a decade. She’d moved out at an early age, either living on her own or staying with friends. She typically spent holidays with the Kent’s, having been around so long they considered her one of the family.

She’d spent years being too angry to understand the long-term repercussions of her bitterness.

Now she was almost thirty-one years old, and sometimes she still felt the pain of a lonely little girl.

Occasionally, Chloe thought about trying to reestablish a relationship with her father, but deep down she knew she wasn’t ready, and trying to force the issue would only make things worse.

She also knew that she was fighting the clock on reconciling, her father was getting older, and with every passing day the odds of his outliving her resentment grew worse. She hoped she’d be able to put it behind her before it was too late, but not enough to try to rush her acceptance of his betrayal.

Unreasonable or not, that’s just the way it was.

She’d never been too keen on settling down, either. Finding a husband was never actually on her list, never mind being at the top of it. And children – the mere thought of ever having children made her feel icky.

She’d made it this far on her own, so having to do it alone for the rest of her life didn’t seem like that big a deal to her. Independence was something to be proud of, and there was no way she’d throw it away for just anyone.

That’s why she often wondered how she ended up here – mixed up in all she was mixed up in.

She’d met up with Lucas Luthor completely by accident.

She’d just left Lex Luthor’s office after another altercation that concluded with Lex insulting her dating choices. Or in her case, lack of dating choices. She finally figured out that he only used that line as a last resort, defense mechanism, but at the time she’d always become unreasonably infuriated by it. Had always wanted to punch him in his arrogant face.

On this particular afternoon, she’d been pushing forward without much thought as to where she was going, and ended up running directly into the hard chest of a man. A solid, delicious smelling man with a distinct twinkle in his eyes.

Her hands came up and she clutched at his jacket. His hands gripped her waist, his finger tips digging in gently as he steadied her.

“Chloe,” he asked. “What’s the rush?”

She looked up at him, felt her face heat under his intense gaze.

Said the first thing that came to mind, “I don’t have a boyfriend.”

His eyes widened and he smirked at her pleasantly, “Well, that’s certainly good news – for me.”

She frowned, muttered, “I’ve never really had one at all.”

He raised a brow at her, “Why not?”

“Because they always end up trying to kill me.”

“Then going without seems like the best choice to me.”

He smiled down at her and she smiled back. Was an instant goner.

They’d gone out the following week. He’d promised he wouldn’t try to kill her and she’d promised not to run away prematurely.

It was a month before they finally managed to consummate the relationship.

She hadn’t planned on waiting so long. In fact, she’d fully intended to give him more than a taste that very first night. She was no virgin and she had no reason to feign anything of the sort.

But he’d left her at her door with nothing more than a sedate kiss on the cheek.

Which left her with no other choice but to accept that small kiss as an issuance of a challenge.

So on their second date she’d left him with a hug. She’d pressed her body full length against his and squeezed for the briefest of moments. Then smirked as she’d walked away.

And he’d called her the very next evening, asking when he could see her again.

Her strategy for their third date hadn’t gone as planned. She’d had every intention of giving him the sweetest, gentlest kiss on the lips, but somewhere between the pinot noir and the tequila shooters, everything had gone seriously wrong. The only thing she kissed was the toilet bowl, and he still enjoyed teasing her about it.

Some lessons were meant to be learned only once, and for her, that was one of them.

But that had been the turning point in their relationship. He’d called her every night and they’d gone out several times a week until Chloe finally reached a point where all she could think about was getting him naked and fucking the daylights out of him.

It didn’t take them long to accept that nothing would ever be easy for them.

When Chloe propositioned him on the way to dinner.

Lucas ended up with food poisoning.

When Lucas whispered lewd debauchery on the dance floor.

Chloe tripped and sprained her ankle.

They finally gave up and started ripping off clothes as soon as they got in the limo.

Some fucking asshole ran a red light and t-boned the limo, putting both of them in the hospital overnight.

Chloe had really started to believe that she’d never get to fuck him when the opportunity finally presented itself.

It was unexpected, and unplanned, at least on her part, and one of the most erotic escapades of her life.

She still turned a silly shade of pink when she thought about it.

She was working in her home office when he showed up. He must’ve picked the lock because he never knocked. She didn’t know he was there until his shadow loomed over her.

Her scream of shock was cut off by his mouth. He pulled her towards him and plundered her mouth with his lips and tongue, taking what he wanted and giving exactly what he got.

It only took her a second to get her bearings and by the time he heaved her on top of her desk, she was ripping his shirt open, gasping as the buttons flew everywhere.

His mouth was on her pulse, his hands squeezing the firm swells of her breasts, and her hands were working on his belt and zipper, intent on releasing his cock to her hands.

She stroked his hard length, one hand squeezing along the shaft and the other rubbing circles on the tip. She panted, her breathing becoming more and more erratic as the noises coming from him grew louder. He was grunting against her neck, his hands becoming slightly rough, his hips pitching forward into her hands.

She released his cock, pushed his clothing down his hips, moved his shirt out of the way until he finally yanked it down his arms and tossed it to the side. He toed his shoes off, kicked his pants out of the way.

She tongued his nipples, her hands once again massaging and stroking his cock and balls. She bit down, growled against his skin, her hips squirming for contact.

He tried to push her back on the desk, but she stopped him, stood up and forced him backwards until his legs connected with the chair against the far wall, and he sat down.

She stood in front of him, reveling in sight of him, panting, sweating slightly, his eyes glowing hotly in the dim light. She stepped between his legs, ran her fingers through his hair, gripped, pulled, forcing his head back as she bent down.

She licked his bottom lip then took it between her teeth and pulled gently. He groaned, tried to capture her mouth, but her grip on his hair prevented him from moving too far. She teased him mercilessly, her tongue dancing along his lips, dipping inside his mouth only to retreat before he could retaliate. He bucked in the chair, and the words that fell from his lips were that of a desperate man.

She released his hair, pulled back. Stood up tall and admired what she’d done to him.

He looked like he was going to snap at any moment. Kind of wanted him to. Wanted to watch him break.

She pulled her shirt over her head, and threw it to the side. Reached behind her, unhooked her bra, and threw it at him. Smirked saucily as the silky scrap of material hit him in the head.

She brought her hands up, cupped her breasts, her fingers teasing her nipples. She let her head fall back, stroked one hand down her stomach and into the waistband of her skirt.

She groaned as her fingers brushed over her swollen clit, and she hunched over slightly, pushed a finger into her wet heat. She withdrew her hand from her center, reached out and stroked a moist finger over his lips, her center pulsing as he captured the digit between his teeth and sucked off her essence.

She barely got her finger out of his mouth before he was out of the chair and moving her back towards the desk.

He picked her up, laid her out on her desk, the fabric of her fitted skirt ripping as he spread her legs. He bent over her, nuzzled the slickness between her legs, his lips and tongue immediately focusing on her throbbing clit.

She arched back on the desk, her legs hooking over his shoulders and urging him closer. Her hands gripped the back of his head, her hips pumped wildly, rubbing her swollen sex on his face.

His hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging in painfully as he tried to hold her down. He exhaled sharply, his breath hot and cold on her wet, heated flesh, and the sensation sent a chill up her spine.

She released his head, pushed at his shoulders until he moved away from her then sat up. She reached out and gripped his naked hips, pulled him forward until his cock was directly in front of her. She licked the head, sucked it into her mouth and pulled.

He groaned, pushed her off of him, pulled her hips closer to the edge and tried to move over her, his hard cock nudging her entrance.

She shook her head, muttered, “Wait.”

He paused, looked down at her questioningly. His nostrils flared, the hot look in his eyes sending an answering chill down her spine.

She shivered with excitement, reached down, opened the top drawer of her desk, and took out a condom. Handed it to him, reclined on the desk and watched him roll the latex on.

He stepped between her spread legs, gripped her hips and pulled her off the desk. He turned her around, pressed a kiss to the back of her neck then bent her over at the waist until her elbows were resting on the cool wood of the desk.

She craned her head around, watched him gazing down at her ass, his fingers digging into her flesh as he began to penetrate her. His eyes squeezed shut as the head of his cock entered her and he paused, his jaw clenched, his nostrils flaring as he held himself back.

“Fuck me, Lucas,” she whispered, her hips bucking towards him. “Please. Fuck me.”

Lucas’ eyes flew open, his lips pulled back, baring his teeth like a primal beast. He thrust forward, cursing as she took him in, her inner muscles clasping his cock tightly.

“Yes,” she hissed, her hips already rocking into him, tiny bursts of pleasure radiating from the point of friction. “You know you want it. Take it, fuck me.”

He pulled back, rolled his hips. Slid his cock back inside her.

She felt like she was falling apart, like she was going to burn up right there on her desk.

Her head fell back, but she forced her eyes to remain open. She wanted to watch him, wanted to watch his reaction to her body, her voice, the tight heat around his cock.

Really just wanted to remind herself which Luthor she was fucking.

As if her body didn’t know the difference.

She took a deep breath, focused on the throbbing pleasure coalescing at her center. Reached her hands up, gripped his waist and held onto him. Urged him faster, deeper, harder.

He was coming undone, that much was evident in his heavy-lidded gaze. The sudden irregularity of his thrusts. The iron grip of his hands on her hips.

She wedged a hand between their bodies. Rubbed her clit in fast, tight circles. Almost immediately fell into her climax, her body quaking and shuddering around him.

He grunted, relief overtaking his features as he came. He pumped into her again, stopped. Leaned on her heavily as he tried to catch his breath. He panted into her neck, licked her then placed soft kisses along her pulse until finally he managed to ease off of her, out of her.

She stretched lazily, groaning as she got her feet beneath her and stood up. He was watching her, smugness evident on his face and in the stance of his body. She smiled back, extremely grateful that mind-reading was not one of his specialties.

Wondered if he’d look that smug if he knew exactly what she’d been thinking right before she came. Wondered if he’d be jealous or angry. Smirked at the thought.

He walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her. His heat felt nice, took the chill off her skins as well as her thoughts. Wondered if she was going to Hell for being such a manipulative shrew. Had to be a little grateful that it would be warm there.

“Was it good for you, baby?”

Chloe choked, laughed loudly. “Tell me that’s not a serious question.”

He pulled back slightly, said, “That’s not a serious question?”

He looked pathetic, almost sincerely pensive. So she took pity on him, said sweetly, “Of course it was good for me. I’ve never come that hard in my life.”

His eyes lit up. Men were all so easy. They were so intent on believing themselves to be sex Gods, they couldn’t see when they were being duped.

Not that she’d been totally lying. She really had come harder than she normally did. Very rarely had she ever came harder. Except for that one time, which didn’t even count because she refused to think about it.

Much.

Later that night, she’d taken him to task for breaking into her apartment, and warned him he’d best not ever do such a thing again. Then immediately gave him a key. Just in case.

Things had gone on from there. They had a pretty normal relationship. Sometimes they got along well, other times one of them wanted to strangle the other. Different opinions, different perspectives – that’s just the way it worked.

And most of the time she considered herself to be really, really happy.

Even without her father’s presence in her life.

Most of the time she didn’t even think about him.

But now, sitting at a festive table with Lionel and Lex Luthor, and once again in the company of Lana Lang, she felt a strange kind of twinge in her chest and for the first time in a long time, she really missed her father.

Chloe took a deep breath, blinked away the sudden burn of tears in her eyes.

She turned to Lucas, wanting a little bit of reassurance to temper her sudden nostalgic turmoil.

Was instantly annoyed to find Lucas openly inspecting Lana, his eyes roaming freely, his fingers gripping his almost empty glass so tightly his knuckles were white.

She grimaced, surprised at how unsurprised she really was. Everyone always ended up leering at Lana. It was inevitable. She should be used to it by now.

But that didn’t stop her from having a momentary daydream about smashing both their heads.

She started to smile at the thought, quickly schooled her features, bent toward him and whispered, “Please stop leering at Lana.”

He turned his head and looked at her with a somewhat vacant expression, squinting slightly as he pondered her words. She knew that look and held her breath. Hoped he wouldn’t do or say anything stupid.

Knew she’d be disappointed as soon as he opened his mouth.

“Why should I,” he sneered loudly. “You’re in love with my brother and you don’t see me whining about it.”

Chloe’s eyes widened and she gasped, her head jerking back as if he’d physically struck her.

Someone coughed and she turned her attention to those seated across from her.

Lana was staring at her accusingly, but she kept glancing at Lucas with intent interest. She was scheming. Chloe could smell it and it made her insides pulse with rage.

Lionel was frowning slightly, his gaze on the table in front of him. He looked like he’d rather be anywhere but here. Chloe really couldn’t blame him for that.

Lex, though – Lex looked amused – his lips quirked and he smirked at her, one eyebrow raised mockingly. He gave her a significant look, licked his lips – probably intentionally.

She wished she could reach across the vast expanse of mahogany and slap the arrogance from his face.

Wished she could simply snap her fingers and make him vanish from the Earth forever.

Was infuriated that what she really wanted to do was leap across the table and sit on his face.

Chloe glared at Lex. Turned her gaze on Lucas and wished him many nights of blue balls and impotence. Hated for that childish prick to be right.

Wanted to run away and never lay eyes on the Luthor’s ever again.

And it was still three days until her birthday.

TBC

lj715
24th December 2006, 18:05
"Smut. Humor. Romance. Angst. Smut, smut, smutty, smut, smut."

Josi, you got me exactly what I wanted for Xmas! Love it, love it &...yes...love it! I was a initially taken aback by Chloe's relationship with Lucas but there seems like so much more to come. What a start! Can't wait for more!

ldydee81
24th December 2006, 18:56
wow that was fan-fricken-tastic. this fic might be a prezzie for zannie's bd but any chlex fic is a gift for all. i can't wait for more. please hurry and update again soon, the "Really just wanted to remind herself which Luthor she was fucking. As if her body didn’t know the difference." part really needs to be explained. Merry Christmas and hope to read more from you soon!!! :)

Zannie
24th December 2006, 21:28
for Zannie

Happy Birthday (a few days early)

I'm all for having my birthday extend over a couple of weeks.


And, to make matters even worse, Christmas time always reminded her of what she’d been missing; of what she was still missing. Of the small things she’d missed growing up without a mother. Made her wonder how things would’ve turned out had her mother been around to influence her directly.

This is quite poignant. And a very natural, realistic reaction for Chloe. I always like it when fics take her family situation and its psychological repercussions more seriously than the show ever did.


Actually, if she was really honest with herself, they’d barely spoken in more than a decade. She’d moved out at an early age, either living on her own or staying with friends. She typically spent holidays with the Kent’s, having been around so long they considered her one of the family.

This is even more poignant. Poor Chloe--lost even Gabe. How old is she in this fic then?


Now she was almost thirty-one years old, and sometimes she still felt the pain of a lonely little girl.

Oh. Thank you for answering so quickly.

Thirty-one is an excellent age to be. At least, that's what I'm trying to convince myself of.


She’d met up with Lucas Luthor completely by accident.

Heh. This is going to be good.


A solid, delicious smelling man with a distinct twinkle in his eyes.

A love this description. Very subtle yet conjures up a complete picture.


Her strategy for their third date hadn’t gone as planned. She’d had every intention of giving him the sweetest, gentlest kiss on the lips, but somewhere between the pinot noir and the tequila shooters, everything had gone seriously wrong. The only thing she kissed was the toilet bowl, and he still enjoyed teasing her about it.

Oh no. Heheh. Poor Chloe.

I'm loving how their relationship developed in the early stages. And I really want to hear about Lex's reaction to it.


She was working in her home office when he showed up. He must’ve picked the lock because he never knocked. She didn’t know he was there until his shadow loomed over her.

Good thing Lucas decided to take the bull by the horns--so to speak--or the poor things would never have been able to get it on.

Do we get smut so soon? I feel so lucky.


He was grunting against her neck, his hands becoming slightly rough, his hips pitching forward into her hands.

I have to remember to use the verb "pitch." I love how you used it here. Very hot.


She licked his bottom lip then took it between her teeth and pulled gently. He groaned, tried to capture her mouth, but her grip on his hair prevented him from moving too far. She teased him mercilessly, her tongue dancing along his lips, dipping inside his mouth only to retreat before he could retaliate. He bucked in the chair, and the words that fell from his lips were that of a desperate man.

Yum.


Really just wanted to remind herself which Luthor she was fucking.

As if her body didn’t know the difference.

Ooh! Very, very interesting!

I'm dying to know the backstory between Chloe and Lex.

But I'm happy to wait until the smut is over to find out. Thank you.


He was coming undone, that much was evident in his heavy-lidded gaze. The sudden irregularity of his thrusts. The iron grip of his hands on her hips.

I found this part really hot, but I can't quite pinpoint why.


“Was it good for you, baby?”

Chloe choked, laughed loudly. “Tell me that’s not a serious question.”

*snort*


Not that she’d been totally lying. She really had come harder than she normally did. Very rarely had she ever came harder. Except for that one time, which didn’t even count because she refused to think about it.

Much.

Ah ha! I'm starting to see the dynamic here. This is going to be really good.

And now they're all going to have a happy Luthor Christmas together?

*cackle*


But now, sitting at a festive table with Lionel and Lex Luthor, and once again in the company of Lana Lang, she felt a strange kind of twinge in her chest and for the first time in a long time, she really missed her father.

That's so sad. Poor Chloe. I hope she and her father can make up.

But . . .

*growl* What the hell is Lana doing there?


Was instantly annoyed to find Lucas openly inspecting Lana, his eyes roaming freely, his fingers gripping his almost empty glass so tightly his knuckles were white.

:wth:


“Why should I,” he sneered loudly. “You’re in love with my brother and you don’t see me whining about it.”

Uh oh! Where did that come from?


Wished she could simply snap her fingers and make him vanish from the Earth forever.

I've felt like this before. More than once.


Was infuriated that what she really wanted to do was leap across the table and sit on his face.

Like this too.


And it was still three days until her birthday.

Does Chloe get to have a birthday too? Oh goody.

I'm loving this so far. Very intriguing, unique dynamic between the characters and I can't wait to see how it turns out.

The smut was excellent--very hot and compelling. But I have a feeling that the Chlex smut--when it comes--will be even better. I have a sneaking fondness for fics that start when Chloe is with another man. I don't want her to actually cheat on the other man. I just like to see her realize that Lex is the only man for her.

It seems, in this story, she might already be aware of it. She's just in denial--which is also great fun.

I'm looking forward to seeing the rest of the backstory unravel and seeing how this screwed-up Luthor holiday resolves into a happy ending.

Thank you very much for the first part of my birthday fic.:hug:

westwingwolf
25th December 2006, 00:18
Smut. Humor. Romance. Angst. Smut, smut, smutty, smut, smut.

Sold!

Though really, Lucas, just because the best woman you've ever known is in love with your brother is no reason to fall into the trappings of Lana Lang. I'll assume she's only there because she's dating Lex and not married to him. I could deal if she was married to him, I'd just need some TNT, but it makes things so much easier if she's not.

Smut was incredibly hot and I'm surprised that Chloe didn't like it better but then again if she's been with Lex, I'd understand. So going to need a flashback of that.

If Lana's scheming, then hopefully she'll cause herself more trouble and end up with nothing. Lionel, I keep picturing with a lokk that says he's afraid his children will end up on an episode of Jerry Springer, if he knew what that is. Oh and I do hope Lex has a plan to follow through with the information he's been given.

Love the beginning, can't wait for the middle and the end.

lilinny
25th December 2006, 00:41
This is a great beginning to an fascinating story. I can't wait for more. And what the story is between Lex and Chloe.

somethingeasy
25th December 2006, 00:50
For Chloe, holidays were a double-edged sword.

Especially the Christmas season.

Perhaps it would be easier if the Christmas season was made up of a mere week or two, but it seemed to her as if the season grew longer and longer every year. And now, what used to be a whirl-wind of excitement had faded into a jumble of incessant nuisances.

I really liked Chloe description of Christmas holidays, and how what was once a lovely and eagerly anticipated holiday turned into a week filled with regret and bitterness. You really started in strong with your character version of Chloe. I got a good sense of her personality from the very beginning.


Because being an unconscious oversight was better than being blatantly unwanted. Even if it meant she would never really know her mother.

This paragraph struck me as unbelievably sad and tragic. Talk about grasping at straws for attention and affection.

And THANK you for providing a more realistic reaction of Chloe to the constantly changing backstory of her life and family. I always found it so irritating that the authors of smallville changed everything (history, personalities, motivations) about the characters without ever taking into account cost or consequences. Watching Chloe trying to deal with the ever-changing background history… it was heart-breaking, and made me want to KILL the smallville authors for putting this poor helpless character through so much strife and uncertainty.


Unfortunately, there was always a consequence for every action, and the changed truths had created a real rift in her relationship with her father. She didn’t appreciate being lied to and the fact he did it more than once made it even worse. She managed to keep her angst to herself for quite a while, but eventually they’d had a heated falling out and they’d barely spoken in recent years.

Actually, if she was really honest with herself, they’d barely spoken in more than a decade. She’d moved out at an early age, either living on her own or staying with friends. She typically spent holidays with the Kent’s, having been around so long they considered her one of the family.

Besides showing some much needed off-screen reaction to the changing history, it was also fantastic to see an actual explanation about why Gabe wasn’t being shown on Smallville anymore. This explanation makes perfect sense, and fits in very well with canon as well as with the Chloe-character you’ve created.


She’d spent years being too angry to understand the long-term repercussions of her bitterness.

Now she was almost thirty-one years old, and sometimes she still felt the pain of a lonely little girl.

Occasionally, Chloe thought about trying to reestablish a relationship with her father, but deep down she knew she wasn’t ready, and trying to force the issue would only make things worse.

She also knew that she was fighting the clock on reconciling, her father was getting older, and with every passing day the odds of his outliving her resentment grew worse. She hoped she’d be able to put it behind her before it was too late, but not enough to try to rush her acceptance of his betrayal.

Unreasonable or not, that’s just the way it was.

Again, this part struck me as so tragic. Chloe is miserable and lonely, being separated from her loving parent. And the worst part is that she KNOWS she is lonely and miserable and wants her daddy. But she simply cannot forgive him, so she cannot have him back in her life… no matter how much she wants or needs him there.


That’s why she often wondered how she ended up here – mixed up in all she was mixed up in.

Ooooh, sounds intriguing. I wonder what kind of a mess Chloe ended up in after Lucas revealed himself to be a complete bastard asshole. I get the feeling this is going to be very interesting.

THANK you for making such a substantial plot for such a short fic.


She’d just left Lex Luthor’s office after another altercation that concluded with Lex insulting her dating choices. Or in her case, lack of dating choices. She finally figured out that he only used that line as a last resort, defense mechanism, but at the time she’d always become unreasonably infuriated by it. Had always wanted to punch him in his arrogant face.

I liked Josi’s explanation about why Lex uses the tactic of making fun of Chloe lack of a personal life. It truly is pathetic behaviour, and I never understood why a brilliant strategist like Lex would keep using such a shallow, pathetic, small-minded and PETTY line of insults against Chloe.

Josi explaining that Lex only fell back on this tactic as ‘last line of desperate defence’ made perfect sense. AND it fit in very well, taking into consideration that Lex had and lost Chloe… I’m presuming he ‘lost’ Chloe someway or another, and he keeps harping on and obsessing about her love life because he cannot let go of the idea that he can’t touch her anymore.


Said the first thing that came to mind, “I don’t have a boyfriend.”

His eyes widened and he smirked at her pleasantly, “Well, that’s certainly good news – for me.”

She frowned, muttered, “I’ve never really had one at all.”

He raised a brow at her, “Why not?”

“Because they always end up trying to kill me.”

“Then going without seems like the best choice to me.”

He smiled down at her and she smiled back. Was an instant goner.

This really was a VERY sweet beginning. I couldn’t believe Lucas turned out to be such an ass later. But after this exchange, I really thought he was a sweetheart who ‘might’ actually be worthy of Chloe’s attentions.


She hadn’t planned on waiting so long. In fact, she’d fully intended to give him more than a taste that very first night. She was no virgin and she had no reason to feign anything of the sort.

But that had been the turning point in their relationship. He’d called her every night and they’d gone out several times a week until Chloe finally reached a point where all she could think about was getting him naked and fucking the daylights out of him.

It didn’t take them long to accept that nothing would ever be easy for them.

When Chloe propositioned him on the way to dinner.

Lucas ended up with food poisoning.

When Lucas whispered lewd debauchery on the dance floor.

Chloe tripped and sprained her ankle.

They finally gave up and started ripping off clothes as soon as they got in the limo.

Some fucking asshole ran a red light and t-boned the limo, putting both of them in the hospital overnight.

This whole part was HILARIOUS! I couldn’t stop laughing at the thought of these two consenting adults being unable to enjoy carnal pleasures because of a series of zany mishaps. Brilliant writing, Josi!


She stood in front of him, reveling in sight of him, panting, sweating slightly, his eyes glowing hotly in the dim light. She stepped between his legs, ran her fingers through his hair, gripped, pulled, forcing his head back as she bent down.

She licked his bottom lip then took it between her teeth and pulled gently. He groaned, tried to capture her mouth, but her grip on his hair prevented him from moving too far. She teased him mercilessly, her tongue dancing along his lips, dipping inside his mouth only to retreat before he could retaliate. He bucked in the chair, and the words that fell from his lips were that of a desperate man.

She released his hair, pulled back. Stood up tall and admired what she’d done to him.

He looked like he was going to snap at any moment. Kind of wanted him to. Wanted to watch him break.

I usually like to watch Lex lose control during sexcapades. But watching Lucas lose all sense of self and logic was also VERY satisfying. And it was fun to read about Chloe taking naughty pleasure in making him ‘break’.


He picked her up, laid her out on her desk, the fabric of her fitted skirt ripping as he spread her legs. He bent over her, nuzzled the slickness between her legs, his lips and tongue immediately focusing on her throbbing clit.

She arched back on the desk, her legs hooking over his shoulders and urging him closer. Her hands gripped the back of his head, her hips pumped wildly, rubbing her swollen sex on his face.

His hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging in painfully as he tried to hold her down. He exhaled sharply, his breath hot and cold on her wet, heated flesh, and the sensation sent a chill up her spine.

Of course, Lucas might not have Lex’s extreme need for control and power, but he’s a Luthor nonetheless, and there was no way he was going to let Chloe get away with taking control of the situation. Lucas managed to re-establish dominance here in a particularly exquisite way.


She shook her head, muttered, “Wait.”

He paused, looked down at her questioningly. His nostrils flared, the hot look in his eyes sending an answering chill down her spine.

She shivered with excitement, reached down, opened the top drawer of her desk, and took out a condom. Handed it to him, reclined on the desk and watched him roll the latex on.

I can’t believe they came so close to having sex without protection. Thanks Heavens Chloe remembered in time. But it was still scary that they came so damned close to forgetting about condoms.


He stepped between her spread legs, gripped her hips and pulled her off the desk. He turned her around, pressed a kiss to the back of her neck then bent her over at the waist until her elbows were resting on the cool wood of the desk.

This was unexpected, but still undeniably hot. I actually liked the little touch here about how Lucas kissed the back of Chloe’s neck in such an intimate way as a means of reassuring her before actual penetration.


She felt like she was falling apart, like she was going to burn up right there on her desk.

Amazing line here. I could almost feel how overwhelmed Chloe felt having Lucas behind her and inside her.


Her head fell back, but she forced her eyes to remain open. She wanted to watch him, wanted to watch his reaction to her body, her voice, the tight heat around his cock.

Really just wanted to remind herself which Luthor she was fucking.

As if her body didn’t know the difference.

THIS line made my eyebrows shoot up! Chloe has fucked more than one Luthor?! I assumed it was Lex she meant, although Lionel was a possibility, but not a very likely one.

And I was actually outraged that she was comparing Lucas to Lex even as she was fucking him. At this point in the story, I thought Lucas was a really sweet and considerate fellow, who was deserving of Chloe’s affections and attentions.


She took a deep breath, focused on the throbbing pleasure coalescing at her center. Reached her hands up, gripped his waist and held onto him. Urged him faster, deeper, harder.

He was coming undone, that much was evident in his heavy-lidded gaze. The sudden irregularity of his thrusts. The iron grip of his hands on her hips.

She wedged a hand between their bodies. Rubbed her clit in fast, tight circles. Almost immediately fell into her climax, her body quaking and shuddering around him.

WOW! Hot ending to a VERY steamy bout of smuttiness.

Wondered if he’d look that smug if he knew exactly what she’d been thinking
right before she came. Wondered if he’d be jealous or angry. Smirked at the thought.

And this part made me angry at Chloe again. It seemed like she was USING Lucas as a means of getting back at Lex. At this point, I really believed Lucas deserved better than to be someone’s rebound guy… or the hapless half of a revenge-fuck.


He walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her. His heat felt nice, took the chill off her skins as well as her thoughts. Wondered if she was going to Hell for being such a manipulative shrew. Had to be a little grateful that it would be warm there.

But it seems like Chloe had some idea about how despicably she was acting, and although she felt guilty about it, she certainly didn’t feel bad enough to stop using Lucas.


His eyes lit up. Men were all so easy. They were so intent on believing themselves to be sex Gods, they couldn’t see when they were being duped.

Poor Lucas!


Not that she’d been totally lying. She really had come harder than she normally did. Very rarely had she ever came harder. Except for that one time, which didn’t even count because she refused to think about it.

Much.

Poor Chloe too! She might be using Lucas, but it seems like she’s only doing it as a means of dealing with Lex using HER. It certainly seems like, whatever Lex did, it left her feeling used, discarded and disposable.

I wonder what happened between Lex and Chloe. I guess I’ll have to wait to find out. Please update soon!


Later that night, she’d taken him to task for breaking into her apartment, and warned him he’d best not ever do such a thing again. Then immediately gave him a key. Just in case.

Things had gone on from there. They had a pretty normal relationship. Sometimes they got along well, other times one of them wanted to strangle the other. Different opinions, different perspectives – that’s just the way it worked.

And most of the time she considered herself to be really, really happy.

Despite how she ‘might’ have been using Lucas as a substitute for Lex, it seems like she was genuinely happy with him… And given enough time, she might have been able to completely get over Lex to form a lovely and happy life with Lucas.


But now, sitting at a festive table with Lionel and Lex Luthor, and once again in the company of Lana Lang, she felt a strange kind of twinge in her chest and for the first time in a long time, she really missed her father.

I wonder what this strange of collection of people were doing gathered together at a single table?


She turned to Lucas, wanting a little bit of reassurance to temper her sudden nostalgic turmoil.

Was instantly annoyed to find Lucas openly inspecting Lana, his eyes roaming freely, his fingers gripping his almost empty glass so tightly his knuckles were white.

She grimaced, surprised at how unsurprised she really was. Everyone always ended up leering at Lana. It was inevitable. She should be used to it by now.

But that didn’t stop her from having a momentary daydream about smashing both their heads.

Lucas was eyeing LANA???!! Ewwwwww! My opinion of Lucas immediately took a nosedive after hearing about this. I have to wonder whether or not Chloe told Lucas about her own insecurities and concerns regarding the vapid Pink!


She started to smile at the thought, quickly schooled her features, bent toward him and whispered, “Please stop leering at Lana.”

He turned his head and looked at her with a somewhat vacant expression, squinting slightly as he pondered her words. She knew that look and held her breath. Hoped he wouldn’t do or say anything stupid.

Knew she’d be disappointed as soon as he opened his mouth.

“Why should I,” he sneered loudly. “You’re in love with my brother and you don’t see me whining about it.”

This SHOCKED me! Not just the revelation that Chloe ‘might’ be harbouring secret feeling for Lex, but also that Lucas had revealed himself to be such a cruel bastard!

It’s possible that Lucas was just lashing out after being painfully wounded and humiliated by the knowledge that the women he was in love with was using him as a substitute for his brother. I actually HOPE this was the case, because I cannot stand the thought that the past few (weeks? Months?) spent together with Chloe was just him putting on some kind of a ‘nice guy’ act.

I wonder how he found out about Chloe’s feelings, and how long he was waiting to hit her with this knowledge.

I wonder whether the Lana-leering was just an act designed to provoke Chloe into giving him the opening he needed to deliver that cruel blow.


Lana was staring at her accusingly, but she kept glancing at Lucas with intent interest. She was scheming. Chloe could smell it and it made her insides pulse with rage.

Ewwww! I really hate this version of Lana. I guess you’re going with the complete villainess version of Pink?!


Lionel was frowning slightly, his gaze on the table in front of him. He looked like he’d rather be anywhere but here. Chloe really couldn’t blame him for that.

Interesting reaction from Lionel. I would have actually expected amusement, and perhaps a conspiring smile?


Lex, though – Lex looked amused – his lips quirked and he smirked at her, one eyebrow raised mockingly. He gave her a significant look, licked his lips – probably intentionally.

That BASTARD! He’s just been handed a beautiful weapon to be used against Chloe courtesy of his brother, and I get the feeling he’s going to relish using it against her. Any hopes I had of Lex harbouring secret feeling for Chloe immediately plummeted after I saw how smug and superior he was acting.


She wished she could reach across the vast expanse of mahogany and slap the arrogance from his face.

Wished she could simply snap her fingers and make him vanish from the Earth forever.

Was infuriated that what she really wanted to do was leap across the table and sit on his face.

Even as Lex is smirking in such a horribly smug fashion at her, Chloe STILL wants him??!! She really is a gone case! Lex is going to have a field day with this newfound knowledge of his.

Unless it’s not really newfound. Was HE the one who told Lucas where Chloe’s affections really lie?


Chloe glared at Lex. Turned her gaze on Lucas and wished him many nights of blue balls and impotence. Hated for that childish prick to be right.

Wanted to run away and never lay eyes on the Luthor’s ever again.

Sounds like a good plan! I vote for Chloe running and NEVER looking back ever again.

Of course that’s not going to happen. This is a Josi-Chlex fic, and there is NO way Chloe is going to do anything sensible like completely cut tie with anything associated with Luthors in all sizes, forms and ages.


And it was still three days until her birthday.

I look forward to seeing how the rest of the three days continue. I get the feeling things are only starting to get interesting, and I’m a little scared about the roller-coaster ride I have just sat myself down in.

Please update soon.

lkedino
25th December 2006, 00:58
great story so far

sha
25th December 2006, 03:16
I love this and I can't wait to see what is going to happen.

buffiy18
25th December 2006, 05:00
Great start. I love when Lucas calls chloe out on her lust for Lex. I can't wait till you update. And hopefully somthing bad will happen to Lana and all her schemes will be foiled. :wub:

TheDragonLady
25th December 2006, 07:08
Moments of extreme literary beauty, incredible humor, fodder for my masturbatory fantasies... All in one CHAPTER...

You MUST update soon... Or I'll... die!

Alizaleven
25th December 2006, 08:56
Oh wow... *drools* hehehe yay! I like this story very much, please continue soon! :D

JosiCuervo
25th December 2006, 18:45
Chapter two


Chloe hated men.

They were vile, hateful creatures and women would be better off without them.

In her opinion, it would be best to keep them all in labs. Pen them all up in a scientific institution where only the best sperm would be harvested for those women crazy enough to want to breed.

A place where the women scientists would be smart enough to weed out all the moronic, drunkenly jealous sperm and eventually all the moronic, drunkenly jealous men would be eliminated from the gene pool. Completely. Forever.

Hmph.

Chloe sighed, rested her cheek on her folded arms and gazed out at the cold expanse of ocean.

It wasn’t that she didn’t understand Lucas’ concern, she certainly did. She’d had many moments of insecurity, agonizing hours of worrying about where he was and what he was doing. She’d spent countless time battling her own demons, and sometimes had even made herself sick with anxiety.

That’s what happens when you spend your entire life feeling unwanted

But she’d finally managed to get control of her issues. Finally accepted that if he wanted someone else then he could have someone else because she didn’t want someone who only wanted her part of the time. She wouldn’t play second fiddle to anyone.

It was around this time that Lucas had started acting strangely. She’d finally quit harping on him and he’d suddenly started freaking out about everything. He’d accused her of fooling around on him and at one point had even followed her around town. He was jealous of everyone and everything, but especially of Lex, someone Chloe rarely spoke to anyway.

And so, just as she became comfortable in the relationship, he became completely unpredictable, proving once again that no one really wants what they want once they get what they thought they wanted.

Hmph.

He just couldn’t get it through his head that her feelings for Lex, or any other man, were completely irrelevant as long as she was in a committed relationship. If she decided she’d rather be fucking someone else, she’d break off her current relationship before getting naked with someone new. That was common courtesy and the decent thing to do.

If nothing else, she always wanted to do the right thing. Even if on some level she really was just a manipulative shrew. A manipulative shrew in love with her boyfriend’s brother.

Chloe groaned at the thought. Wanted to kick some sense into herself. Wished beyond all wishes that she’d never met either of them. Felt kind of sad at the thought of that wish becoming reality.

Both Luthor men had their own individual positive traits. Both were handsome, charismatic, and sexual fiends. They were also spoiled, arrogant and intent on getting whatever they want, whenever they want; consequences be damned.

Lucas was more reckless and naïve, and had the tendency to jump into things with his heart on his sleeve. Lex was cold and clinical and never, ever showed his hand without some sort of agenda.

But, Lex was excessively passionate. He could swallow you whole and have you begging for more without breaking a sweat. That’s what drew Chloe to him. His ability to remove her clothes from her body with one scorching look. One teasing breath.

Lex had more passion in his little finger than Lucas has in his entire body. Perhaps it stemmed from his obsessive nature. Or maybe from his controlling, manipulative personality. Wherever it’s origin, Chloe was drawn to him like an addict. Lex was her crack and she’d accepted long ago that there was no cure.

Now, after last night’s debacle of a holiday party, which had been painful to say the least, she wasn’t sure what she wanted anymore. That exchange had been one of the top ten worst moments of Chloe’s life, and considering some of her past humiliations, that was saying something.

She wasn’t sure how long she’d been outside. She’d planned on spending the entire weekend here with Lucas and his sorry excuse for a family. But now she wanted nothing more than to go home and suffer in silence.

Unfortunately, she was stuck until someone was ready to return to civilization.

She’d awoken early that morning, grateful that Lucas had never made it to bed. She wasn’t sure what she was going to say to him, but figured more time to think it over would be beneficial. She still wanted to throttle him, so trying to talk at this point would be futile.

And since he probably had a killer hangover, there would be no talking to him anyway.

No one was around when she made her way into the kitchen, and not wanting to see anyone she’d made herself a large cup of coffee, grabbed a muffin and a blanket, and made her way outside to sit on the edge of the ocean and contemplate her past, present and future.

Wished the ghosts would show themselves and explain to her exactly where she’d gone wrong. Wished they’d take her on a tour of the who, what, when and where of her entire existence. That would make future choices so much simpler. Being scrooged wouldn’t be all that bad to her.

She sighed loudly, felt like heaving her now empty coffee cup into the sea. Wondered how those watching would appreciate her throwing the kind of hissy fit that would challenge the worst of all hissy fits. She could do it – oh yes, she could.

She shivered. Tried not to think about the chill of the ocean air on her skin. Would rather freeze to death than enter the lair of the damned fucking Luthor’s.

Chloe started as she heard a footstep behind her, felt warmth fall over her bare shoulders. She peered behind her, frowned, and said, “Speak of the devil...”

Lex looked down at her, his lips curved in amusement. He ignored her words and just sat down beside her. “That’s not a very nice attitude considering I might have just saved you from hypothermia.”

“That wouldn’t be likely,” Chloe replied dismissively. “Since the low for the day is supposed to be around forty-five degrees.”

“One never knows. We both know anything can happen around here.”

“We’re not in Smallville, Lex,” Chloe muttered. “So that logic doesn’t really apply.”

“Of course, it does. Both of us are still in the equation therefore anything can happen.”

Chloe rolled her eyes, but remained quiet. He did have a point. Weirdness and chaos had always followed them around regularly, so why would that change now?

The silence stretched on, surprisingly light and comfortable, and she let herself relax as the minutes ticked by.

Lex was very good company, when he wasn’t being an ass. You just had to find him in the right frame of mind, and willing to be companionable. Which typically made Chloe nervous because Lex was only companionable when he wanted something – or when he was up to something.

She didn’t get a chance to speculate further, Lex’s hand on her arm startled her out of her thoughts. She glanced over at him, her breath catching in her throat at the hot look in his eyes.

Until he said, “Maybe we should just get married.”

Chloe choked, sputtered, “What?! Why the fuck should we get married?”

“Because you love me.”

Chloe laughed, shook her head in exasperation. “Even if I did love you – and I don’t – how would our getting married ever be a good idea?”

“You deserve to be happy, Chloe, and if loving me makes you happy that’s what you should have.”

Chloe raised her brows, “Are you on drugs?”

He frowned at her, “Certainly, not.”

“Well, you’re talking all crazy, so I had to ask.”

He gave her an offended look, asked, “How am I talking crazy?”

“Lex, you just said we should get married. I’ve been dating your brother for longer than I like to remember. You’ve been doing God only knows what with that insipid child for longer than anyone cares to remember. I’m pretty sure a match made in heaven, we are not.”

“Conniving and manipulating,” he said blandly.

“Pardon?”

“Conniving and manipulating,” he repeated. “That’s the God only knows what I’ve been doing with Lana.”

“Lex, don’t try to bullshit me,” she replied. “I know she’s pregnant, she told me herself.”

Lex snorted, “And she told you it was mine?”

Chloe frowned, “Well, not exactly, but it was certainly implied.”

“It’s not mine. Just as the first one wasn’t mine. We haven’t been intimate enough for that to happen, and even if we had, I’m far too careful to be taken in by a money-hungry, spoiled brat.” He smirked, continued, “But I suppose this means I’m not the only one who’s been conniving and manipulating. She certainly is learning…I’m almost proud.”

Chloe rolled her eyes, “You seriously expect me to believe that you’ve never fucked that useless twit?”

“I didn’t say I never fucked her,” Lex answered clearly. “I said I’ve never been intimate with her. There’s a difference, you know.”

Chloe snorted, said, “Sure, whatever you say.”

“I never fucked her without a condom and I most certainly never came inside her.”

Chloe grimaced, “Okay, that’s enough. Please, don’t torture me with the details.”

Lex smirked again, “I did come in her face once. That was amusing – for me.”

Chloe covered her ear, shaking her head in denial. “No, no, no! No more! Stop!”

Lex chuckled warmly, “Fine, I’ll stop. But sometimes stories of debasement really are entertaining. It’s amazing what lengths some will go to appeal to an ideal they think they understand.”

Chloe gave him a dirty look, “That’s nice – pig.”

He looked at her innocently, said, “Are you saying that you wouldn’t do such a thing?”

Chloe snorted, “I’m not the submissive type.”

“You wouldn’t get pleasure from giving in to the sexual whims of another person?”

“Fuck, no,” Chloe stated frankly. “It doesn’t sound pleasurable to me at all. I don’t enjoy being degraded, and I don’t see any reason why I should allow someone to choose my pleasure for me. I know what I like, and how I like it, and I’ll come whenever the fuck I want to come.”

Lex gave her a hot look, said, “By all means, Chloe, come as you please.”

Chloe glared at him. He really was insufferable. And aggravating. And gorgeous. And fascinating. And – Chloe frowned, pushed the distracting thoughts to the side and focused on the real problem.

Lex was an insufferable bastard.

“Just go away, Lex. Just go away and leave me to my humiliation.”

Lex frowned slightly, “Humiliation? How are you humiliated?”

“I’d really rather not talk about it.”

“Why not?”

“Because there’s no point.”

“There’s always a point, Chloe.”

He was definitely up to something. He was never this good-natured unless he was up to something. It had to fit into his master plan somewhere. She just had to figure out where.

Chloe made a frustrated noise in the back of her throat, turned to face him and said, “For Christ’s sake, Lex, I don’t have time for your evasive maneuvering, and it really doesn’t suit you anyway. So please, if you have something to say to me, just go ahead and say it already.”

He looked at her strangely, finally asked, “Was it true, what Lucas said, do you really love me?”

She rolled her eyes, “Of course not. That was just the ridiculous babbling of a moronic drunk. You know how he gets when he has too much to drink.”

He continued to gaze at her, stared at her so intently Chloe felt as if he was staring right into her soul. She forced herself to look him in the eyes, wouldn’t let herself look away. He licked his lips, his nostrils flared, he was leaning towards her.

“I hate you,” she whispered. Knew the words were meaningless and untrue. Knew he knew as much too.

“There is always that fine line,” he responded, his face getting closer and closer to hers. “You just need to figure out which side of the line you want to be on.”

She opened her mouth, her quick retort immediately swallowed by his lips settling on hers. She gasped softly, allowed him to slide his tongue into her mouth. Tried not to respond to his lips and teeth and tongue.

Instantly cursed her self for running her tongue along his lower lip, for suckling gently on the delectable flesh and wanting to swallow him whole. Cursed herself some more as she felt her entire body oozing into a pile of mush. Her heart pounding in her chest, her quick fire pulse a rush in her ears.

All because Lex Luthor’s lips were on hers, warm and pliant and delicious.

Chloe blinked, mentally berated her line of thinking then quickly yanked her head back and gasped, “What in the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“Kissing you, that’s what.”

“Well stop it! My boyfriend, your girlfriend, and your father are all inside probably wondering where we are! Don’t you have any shame?”

Lex raised a brow at her, “Of course not, but you no longer have a boyfriend and there’s no one left inside to wonder where we are, so technically there’s no shame in it at all.”

Her eyes widened in horror, her heart stopped in her chest. “What?”

“Neither of us have to worry about significant others, and there’s no one to see what we’re doing because everyone’s gone.”

“What?” she repeated blankly.

He made a frustrated sound in the back of throat, explained once more, “There’s no one else here, Chloe. It’s just you and me. For the next three days.”

Chloe couldn’t find any words. She sputtered incoherently. Her face heated painfully.

Lex gave her a condescendingly sympathetic look, “What’s wrong, Chloe? Are you afraid to be alone with me?”

She really wanted to punch him in his arrogant face. Seriously considered standing up in order to kick the shit out of him.

Became so focused on the fact she was free, she quickly lost sight of her aggravation.

And then she was looking into his eyes and he was looking into hers and there was nothing hidden, nothing lurking in the shadows. It was all there for her to see, and for the briefest of moments she let herself believe there was something meaningful left inside him.

So she did the only thing she could think of at that moment.

She launched herself at him. Wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Placed her lips on his and speared her tongue into his mouth.

Lex didn’t even pretend to hesitate; he met her tongue with equal fervor, taking nothing and everything all at once. He leaned towards her, tried to push her back onto the blanket beneath her, but her hand on his chest stopped him.

She pushed him back, moving over him and straddling his hips without breaking the kiss. She moaned deep on her chest, her hands making quick work of his shirt then rubbing over his chest almost frantically.

He tore his mouth from hers, kissed a path to her pulse, his tongue and teeth pausing before skimming along her collarbone. His hands gripped the bottom of her top, pushed it up until she finally helped pull it over her head.

Her nipples, already tingly and aching, instantly tightened as the cool air rushed over her heated skin. She shivered, sat upright and cupped her breasts. She reached around, unhooked her bra and let the scrap of silk and lace fall down her arms onto his stomach where Lex pushed it to the side.

Lex was watching her intently. His hands quickly taking over where she left off. He massaged her breasts, his fingers tweaking her nipples firmly. He raised himself up, adjusting his body beneath her until he could take a tight peak into his mouth, his teeth nipping gently before laving her with his tongue.

Chloe ran her hands along his smooth scalp, pulled his mouth closer and urged him on until he was suckling enthusiastically. His hands pushed her breasts together and he lavished equal attention on both until it became too much for her to take.

She pulled him off, bent her head down and kissed him again. He wrapped his arms around her, one hand massaging the skin on her back, the other reaching for something behind her. She stiffened slightly then relaxed as the blanket once again fell around her shoulders.

She smiled against his lips, almost giggled as he returned her smile.

Felt utterly foolish and decadent and didn’t even care that she felt such foolish decadence.

Had to wonder if maybe she was more of a manipulative shrew than she thought.

Lex’s hands on her slacks got her attention. He unbuttoned and unzipped and was trying to push the fabric off of her. She giggled, stood up and let him pull her pants and underwear down her legs. She stepped out of them, secured the blanket around her shoulders and once again straddled him, momentarily grateful for the thick blanket laid out beneath them.

She moved down his legs, sat on his hard thighs, opened his pants and pulled out his cock. She ran her hands over his hard flesh, couldn’t take her eyes off his face. Drank in the hot desperation burning in his haunted eyes.

She crawled back up his body, straddling his hips and rubbing her throbbing core on his erection. His breath caught sharply, and he pushed upwards, groaning as his cock slid along her pussy. She moaned, unable to stop the pleasure that coursed through her from the friction on her swollen flesh.

He sat up, clutched her to him and nuzzled the sensitive skin of her neck. She almost purred with contentment, the feel of his lips and tongue on her pulse point adding to the intense desire pulsing inside her. She ran her fingers over his smooth scalp, turned her head, and gave him better access to the throbbing vein at her neck.

“Chloe,” he gasped against her skin. “We should switch positions.”

She let her head fall back, her eyes drifting shut as he lavished attention on her pulse point. She rocked her hips, slid her wet center along the length of is cock. “Why? This is…good.”

He choked out a laugh, said, “Too good. I’ll never last.”

She felt like she was on fire, her entire body pulsed with need, and she clutched at him, tried to ground herself with his solid form beneath her. “Not…worried,” she muttered, grinding her center on his hard flesh. “It’ll be good.”

Lex groaned, bucked up, his cock sliding along her wet folds. He pulled back, cupped her face in her hands and forced her to look at him, said almost desperately, “Please...”

The look in his eyes was so foreign to her, so utterly speaking, she gave in immediately. Let him switch their positions without another thought about it. She just lay back and let him have the control he so desperately wanted.

He settled between her legs, his erection nudging her entrance. She pumped her hips, groaned as the head of his cock speared into her. Her inner muscles twitched and she bucked up again, taking more of him into her heat.

Lex groaned, pulled away from her and sat back on his heels. Stopped her writhing by tightening his grip on her hips. His expression was pained, his jaw clenched with tension, his eyes hot and almost frantic. He looked like he might break at any moment.

And she wanted him to break. Wanted him to shatter around her. Wanted him to want her as recklessly as she wanted him.

He released her hips, used a hand to line his cock up with her entrance. Pushed into her slowly, pausing with each inch she took in, his entire body shaking from exertion as he held himself back.

But she didn’t want him to hold back. Couldn’t bear the thought of not having all of him.

She raised her upper body off the ground, reached around him and grabbed his ass. Pulled him down on top of her, took his length into the warmth of her body. Reveled in the solid heat of him on top of her.

He hissed with pleasure, tried to pull away, but she hooked her legs around his hips and tightened her arms around his back, pulled him as close to her as possible. Until finally he just buried his face in the crook of her neck and groaned with satisfaction. Pulled his hips back slowly then drove into her again.

She moaned, the slick stroke of his cock sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. The pressure of his lower pelvis on her clit intensifying her pleasure as he stroked inward. She rocked beneath him, pressed even closer, rubbing her swollen clit against him rhythmically.

At this rate, she’d come quickly, and Chloe writhed faster, wanting her pleasure to coalesce before Lex lost all semblance of control. She didn’t want him to come first, not because she actually minded, but because she just didn’t want to deal with his splintered ego. He’d have a difficult time dealing with not fulfilling her pleasure, and she wasn’t sure she had the strength to deal with Lex once he was on a mission.

Chloe smirked, rocked her hips faster, cried out as he pumped deeper and harder into her slick channel. She grunted, her breath catching in her throat every time his cock slid into the wet clasp of her body.

He reared back, using his arms to hold his upper body off of her. “Look at me, Chloe,” he rasped. “Look at me and know who’s fucking you.”

She shook her head, squeezed her eyes shut against his words. She didn’t have to look at him to know she was fucking Lex. Her body remembered the feel of him all too well. Had never forgotten.

He thrust into her, stopped completely then just rocked his pelvis slowly. Pushed against her clit, teasing the swollen nerves with small thrusts. “Chloe,” he whispered. “Look at me.”

She moaned, gasped, made all sorts of uncontrollable sounds in the back of her throat. Opened her eyes, her breath catching in her throat at the sight of him above her. He was going to crack, he was going to shatter all over her, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

The look of him, all tense and hot and desperate, increased her excitement, and she reached for him, pulling him back down on top of her. She found his mouth with hers, kissed him as hard and deep as she wanted him to fuck her. Rocked her hips in time with her seeking tongue, urging him to meet her thrust for thrust.

He thrust into her slowly, increasing his force until he was slamming into her, each inward thrust punctuated with a push against her clit. He was shaking and unable to return her kisses with any type of finesse. Just pressed his open mouth against hers and breathed in her breath.

She started to shake, felt her orgasm start to roll over her, the intense pleasure starting at her clit and pulsing through her wet channel. She let her head fall back, arched her back, and pressed her breasts against his chest. She pulled her hands from his back, raised them over her head, clutched at the blanket beneath her.

Lex adjusted his arms, cupped her head in his hands, forced her to open her eyes and meet his hungry gaze. His pumped into her, his jaw tightening further as he held back, his thumbs gently rubbing the skin at the corners of her eyes. He grunted, his nostrils flaring, his lips pulling back to reveal the glistening whiteness of his teeth. Gasped, “Chloe.”

Then she shattered completely, her moans of pleasure cut off by Lex’s tongue delving into her mouth. She managed to kiss him, barely; the waves of pleasure cutting off all coherent thought and movement. She let herself go, let the pleasure overtake her, let herself be lost in the satisfaction of Lex’s body moving inside her.

Lex groaned his pleasure, the sweet vibrations rich against her tongue. He thrust into her faster, slamming his pelvis against hers with a loud slapping sound, his tempo now frantic. He groaned again, grunted, slammed back into her, his entire body becoming tense and shaking as she felt him coming inside her.

He made a helpless, strangled sound in his throat, tore his lips from hers and buried his face in her hair. He gasped, his breath hot and wet on her neck as he relaxed on top of her, and she clutched at him, pulling him closer.

Chloe sighed, worked at calming her breath. Finally managed to say, “I guess I’m not afraid of you.”

He chuckled, lifted his head and eyed her humorously. “If that’s afraid, I’d like to see terrified.”

Chloe gave him a disapproving look then poked him in the side. She shivered, said, “Nope, I’m done with you now. That’s all you get.”

He scowled at her agreeably, said mildly, “I feel used.”

She felt her insides cool sharply, turned her head away from him and muttered, “Good.”

Lex sighed, obviously sensed her shift in mood and pulled away from her, his softening cock wet and cold against her thigh as he knelt between her legs. His hands slid down her thighs then rested on her knees.

She could feel him watching her, felt his eyes roaming over her nude body. She peeked up at him, quickly averted her gaze, unable to bear the significant look in his eyes. Suddenly had to get away.

She sat up, scooted away from him then stood, searching the area around them for her clothes. She took a calming breath, was relieved when the knots in her stomach relaxed, the pounding of her heart slowing to a more normal rate.

She knew something was going on here. Knew that it was entirely her doing. Knew that the series of events probably had nothing to do with her or her choices. Knew that when the truth was revealed she’d probably end up hurt and angry.

But she couldn’t help but smirk as she dressed. She’d had a lot of agendas in her life, but nothing that she’d ever actively pursued. Nothing that had ever panned out in her favor. She knew she should feel guilty. Knew what she’d just done with Lex was wrong and she should tell him as much.

But she couldn’t do it. Couldn’t turn to him and blatantly lie to his face.

She looked over at him; he was dressed and once again staring at her. The look in his eyes deep yet unrevealing. She wished he’d just say what he wanted to say. Wanted him to cut all the pretense and bullshit and just get to the fucking point.

“What’s going on, Lex?” she asked softly. “What’s this all about?”

He shrugged, “I’m just giving you what you want,” he said coolly, his eyes now distant and shadowed. “What you’ve always wanted.”

Just when she thought he was actually moving forward, he made sure to slap her back to reality as viciously and coldly as possible. How typically Luthor of him.

Chloe felt her throat closing up, felt the insistent burn of tears in her eyes.

Refused to let her self cry in front of such an insufferable bastard.

Never let them see you sweat, never give them any ammunition to use against you. That one thing Lex had taught her well. One lesson she would never, ever forget.

She gave him what she hoped was a disinterested look.

Turned around and walked away without saying another word.

Hoped he didn’t notice the quiet shaking of her shoulders as she made her way into the house.

She was confused and annoyed and just wanted the entire weekend to be over.

She wanted her dad. The only person who had always loved her unconditionally, faults and all.

She hurried into her bedroom, noticed that all of Lucas’s thing were indeed missing.

She needed a way out. Needed to get away from Lex before he ruined her completely.

Found her cell phone.

Cursed loudly at the lack of service.

* * *

With nothing better to do, Chloe decided to take a long shower. She washed her entire body repeatedly, wanting to rid herself of the taste of him on her tongue, and the feel of him between her legs.

She leaned back against the wall and watched the water swirl around her feet even as the taste and feel of him remained.

She sighed, slicked her hair off her face and looked around the obnoxiously large shower. There was room enough for an orgy in that vast expanse of marble, and it seemed completely ridiculous. Made her feel completely ridiculous.

Shaking her head she turned the water off and exited the shower. She toweled herself dry, wrapped a towel around her head and walked back into the bedroom.

Glared at the clothing that awaited her on the bed.

He obviously had something planned. Right down to what she was to wear for the occasion.

She picked up the green silk, had to repress her sigh of pleasure as she draped the cool material along her naked body. The dress would cling to her curves, yet the matching thong would go unnoticed beneath it.

She really wanted to wear something else, wanted to throw the dress back at him and tell him to go to hell.

But she wasn’t foolish either, and really, really wanted strut her stuff in that gorgeous dress.

So she compromised.

And wore just the dress.

* * *

Chloe snorted again.

She was following a trail of white rose petals through the house.

The trail started right outside her bedroom door, and she felt as if she’d been following it forever.

Finally, the darkened hallway started to lighten, until it was ablaze by the light of hundreds of candles. The flickering light created shadows where there shouldn’t be shadows and the sight made her breath catch in her throat. For just a moment.

Chloe snorted again, had to resist her urge to stop and laugh out loud.

Wondered what Lex hoped to accomplish with this never-ending succession of cliques.

Really wanted to know when the cliques would end and the man would appear.

She entered the candlelit room, was a little pleased that he’d at least forgone the long-stemmed red roses for something a little more unique. Lilies – standard, Peruvian and calla. Faith, devotion and beauty.

Chloe frowned, stopped and looked around. There were flowers and candles everywhere. He was definitely up to something.

She continued into the room, her eyes falling on the moderately sized Christmas tree in the middle of the room. Two tables, one small and one not so much, flanked the tree.

One table, the larger of the two, was set for dinner. Tall, tapered candles glowed in the middle of the sophisticated setting. Everything was white and shiny and the entire scene made her insides quiver nervously.

On the other table was a small candle, a single red tulip in a vase, and a nondescript, shiny black box.

Chloe’s breath caught in her throat as she stopped in front of the smaller table. She eyed the set up warily, felt her stomach knot, her palms begin to sweat. She knew that flower, knew the implication. Refused to let her self believe any of it.

It was all too deliberate to be sincere. Too perfect to be heartfelt. Showed too much premeditated thought and feeling for one as manipulatively cool as Lex Luthor.

Wondered briefly if all this was meant for someone else.

He appeared out of the shadows, dressed in an exquisitely tailored, black tux, uncertainty shadowing the typical complacency on his face. His normal confidence slightly dampened by the questioning look in his eyes. He straightened his shoulders, walked towards her.

Didn’t stop until he was so close she could feel the heat radiating off of him. He reached for her, pulled her flush against him and swooped in for a kiss. His hands cupped her face, kept her in place as his tongue plundered her mouth.

Chloe gasped into his mouth, her hands gripping his wrists as she returned the kiss tentatively then with more fervor. She wanted to stop, wanted to pull away and slap his pretentious face. But there was something about him, something about his demeanor that seemed changed, and whatever it was, she couldn’t resist it.

She wasn’t sure what she was expecting, but this wasn’t it.

He pulled away, leaned his forehead against hers and inhaled deeply through his nose, the sudden flaring of his nostrils creating an instant fire at her core. He met her gaze, smiled faintly then said softly, “I was beginning to think you wouldn’t come.”

She raised her brows, said wryly, “I already told you, Lex. I come as I please.”

He laughed, pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her. Hugged her as if she was the most precious thing he’d ever touched. Didn’t release her until she finally started to squirm against him.

His odd behavior was starting to make her nervous. He’d never been clingy before. She couldn’t remember a single time when he’d acted this way, and it made her feel completely off balance.

He took her hand in his, and led her to stand in front of the tree. It wasn’t overly large, and she could reach the very top of it if she reached far enough. It sparkled, the tiny lights sending off a glitter that never seemed to end.

But that was all for decorations. Just lights. Millions of tiny, rainbow-colored lights.

She gave him a questioning look and he smiled at her, directed her attention to a large box just behind the tree. She walked around the tree, bent over and dragged the box back around to where Lex was standing. She stooped down, tried not to think about Lex leering at her silk-covered ass. Gasped as she took in the contents of the box.

Christmas ornaments. Lots and lots of Christmas ornaments.

She looked up at him, “What are these for?”

“The tree, of course.”

“You want me to decorate your Christmas tree?” she asked in disbelief.

“No,” Lex explained. “I want us to decorate our Christmas tree.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s Christmas and what’s Christmas without a decorated Christmas tree?”

She shook her head disbelievingly. He was definitely up to something.

She pulled two ornaments from the box, handed one to Lex and watched as he meticulously scanned the tree for the perfect spot to hang it. She snorted, said, “That’s not how you decorate a Christmas tree, Lex. You can’t plot out the placement of every ornament. You should hang each one in no particular order.”

He gave her an arrogant look, said, “I think I’m perfectly capable of decorating a tree without you giving instructions.”

“Obviously not.”

He glared at her. Reached out blindly and hung the ornament on the nearest branch. Asked rather sullenly, “Is that better?”

“Yes, much.”

He sighed lightly, bent down and retrieved several of the ornaments. Began hanging them randomly, just as she’d instructed. Muttered, “Quit gloating and start decorating.”

Chloe laughed, began hanging ornaments without much thought. Which was a good thing because she was too busy trying to figure Lex out in her head.

“You didn’t tell me what you wanted for Christmas.”

“Of course not. You don’t owe me anything.”

“But maybe I do.”

She looked up at him, confusion rolling through her as he seemed to hesitate. He licked his lips, swallowed visibly. She sighed, said, “Whatever it is, Lex, it can’t be that big of a deal.”

He frowned slightly, “I have a surprise for you,” he said. “I just hope it was the right one.”

She peered at him expectantly, said, “Show me and I’ll be sure to tell you.”

She couldn’t imagine what would put the look of unease on his face. Had never known Lex to lose his cool like that, not without serious evidence of his discontent. His gaze shifted over her shoulder, and he nodded shortly.

“Chloe?” The voice was tentative, almost that of a whisper, but she’d recognize it anywhere. She whirled around, her mouth falling open as she saw her father standing a short distance away from her. He was wearing a tux much like the one Lex was wearing. He looked older, tired and cautious. But his eyes gleamed with hope.

Her heart stopped in her chest, her breath froze in her lungs. She was helpless and floundering and she couldn’t stop the flood of tears. She sobbed, her hands coming up to cover her face. She couldn’t figure out how he’s known. She hadn’t spoken to Lex for ages, but somehow he had known what she really wanted for Christmas.

Had to wonder if he instinctively knew what she wanted for her birthday too.

Lex’s hand on her arm brought her back to reality and she slowly let her hands fall away from her face. She looked at him sheepishly, leaned on him and clutched at his jacket, unsure of what she should do next. She rested her cheek on his chest, opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

He bent his head to hers, “Is it okay?” he whispered.

She nodded jerkily, unable to find the words necessary to tell him how happy she was.

Lex stepped away from her, only dropping his hands when he knew she was steady enough to stand on her own. He ran a finger down her cheek, smiled faintly then turned to walk out of the room. Was obviously trying to give them some privacy.

She cleared her throat, said, “Lex?”

He stopped and turned towards her, his eyes tired and haunted. She stepped towards him, took him by the hand. Said, “Please stay.”

His surprise was quickly disguised as arrogance. His pleasure quickly turning into cool composure. He obviously didn’t want her to know that her asking him to stay meant something to him, and she didn’t really know why it did.

Her father now stood by the table, his hands and his eyes giving away how nervous he was. He waited for them to make their way to him, leaned towards her hesitantly when she stepped in front of him.

She reached a shaking hand towards him, felt her eyes overflow again as she pulled her against him, his shoulders shaking with emotion. “I’m sorry, Chloe,” Gabe whispered brokenly. “I’m so sorry.”

She clung to him, buried her face in his chest, breathed in his familiarly comforting scent. Sobbed almost uncontrollably for what felt like and eternity. Until she didn’t have any tears left to cry.

She took a shuddering breath, managed to pull away from him. Gazed up at him with awe, turned towards Lex and rewarded him with a radiantly watery smile. She reached a hand out to him, rested her palm over his heart then turned back to her father and laughed.

Lex smiled back, said softly, “Merry Christmas, Chloe.”

* * *

It was late when she finally made her way to his bedroom.

The three of them had eaten Christmas dinner together. They’d sat around that table and chatted companionably for a while. But then Lex had taken his leave, stating he had a few things to take care of.

She knew he’d only said that out of consideration for them. He wanted to give them time alone to hash out the negativity in their lives. Knew that would never happen as long as a mediator was around to direct the flow of conversation.

The small box on the table – the one that had taken her breath earlier – that box held a gift from her father. Inside she found a small locket, and inside the locket was a picture. A picture of her as a baby, her mother staring at her with awed, loving eyes.

She’d had to bite the inside of her cheek to stop the burn of tears in her eyes.

She’d spent that past few hours reconnecting with her father. Both of them had missed out on a lot, and it would take many such visits to learn all they needed to know about each other. It had been painful and freeing and she now knew the difference between the happiness she thought she’d found and the happiness she now knew she had.

And she had Lex to thank for all of it. Had no idea how he’s known, and she wasn’t even sure she really cared. Was just totally floored by all that had happened over the past twenty-four hours.

She hated accepting anything from anyone. Hated feeling indebted for something she knew she could never repay. But this time, her normal feeling of obligation didn’t seem that important.

She walked across the room, sat down on the bed, leaned over him and stroked a hand down his cheek. He sighed, rubbed his cheek against her caress, almost smiled.

She sat there for a long time, taking in the sight of his sleeping form.

He looked younger, almost innocent in the moonlit room.

She lay down next to him and cuddled up to his side.

Knew deep down that Lex Luthor would never be innocent.

Knew she needed to remember that fact.

Because soon enough he would prove it to her.

It was still two days until her birthday.


TBC

xxasaxx
25th December 2006, 19:01
Lex smirked again, “I did come in her face once. That was amusing – for me.”


:D :D :D :D :rofl: :rofl:

xxasaxx
25th December 2006, 20:08
this is a beautiful story

lilinny
25th December 2006, 20:52
How heartbreaking. I'm just waiting for the bottom to fall out. This has to be your best work yet.

kimbo
25th December 2006, 21:33
Wonderfully done, and :drool2: to the sweet smut.

TheDragonLady
25th December 2006, 22:34
I'm crying just a little. From happiness and fear... I hope this has a happy ending... It'll be excellent either way, but... Ihopeihopeihope...

westwingwolf
26th December 2006, 00:07
Loved all the mean things you wrote about Lana but I'm going to ignore the idea of Sexana. I know that it happened, but I'd feel better if I just ignored it. The part about her pregnancies was hilarious and I believe every word of it.

The Chlex smut was way hotter than the Chlucas smut, which was very hot on its own so that some pretty hot smut. Loved the idea of Lex unable to control himself.

That was so incredibly sweet of Lex to get Gabe. I'm glad Chloe had a chance to reconnect with her father.

So what is Lex going to do now that is going to screw this up?

somethingeasy
26th December 2006, 00:26
Chloe hated men.

They were vile, hateful creatures and women would be better off without them.

In her opinion, it would be best to keep them all in labs. Pen them all up in a scientific institution where only the best sperm would be harvested for those women crazy enough to want to breed.

A place where the women scientists would be smart enough to weed out all the moronic, drunkenly jealous sperm and eventually all the moronic, drunkenly jealous men would be eliminated from the gene pool. Completely. Forever.

I think I would like this world. It sounds like a wonderful happy place to live in.

The problem is that, eventually… sooner or later, it would be the women causing all the problems that we generally blame men for (war, inflation, bad TV, etc), only we wouldn’t have the X-chromosome scapegoat anymore.


But she’d finally managed to get control of her issues. Finally accepted that if he wanted someone else then he could have someone else because she didn’t want someone who only wanted her part of the time. She wouldn’t play second fiddle to anyone.

It was around this time that Lucas had started acting strangely. She’d finally quit harping on him and he’d suddenly started freaking out about everything. He’d accused her of fooling around on him and at one point had even followed her around town. He was jealous of everyone and everything, but especially of Lex, someone Chloe rarely spoke to anyway.

I thought this was unbelievably hilarious. AND a rather fitting ‘end to the beginning’ of Chloe and Lucas’s problems. That he would become insecure in their relationship, JUST when Chloe had reached a stage when she was ready to trust and commit.

I LOVED the irony there.


He just couldn’t get it through his head that her feelings for Lex, or any other man, were completely irrelevant as long as she was in a committed relationship. If she decided she’d rather be fucking someone else, she’d break off her current relationship before getting naked with someone new. That was common courtesy and the decent thing to do.

I guess Lucas might have been judging her by his own standards and tendencies. I wonder if HE was cheating on her at some point or another…?


If nothing else, she always wanted to do the right thing. Even if on some level she really was just a manipulative shrew. A manipulative shrew in love with her boyfriend’s brother.

I liked this summation of Chloe’s personality and self observed weaknesses. It’s good to see that she was aware of her feelings for Lex long before Lucas pointed them out, and it’s also rather heartening to see that she felt guilty about keeping these feelings hidden from Lucas.


Lucas was more reckless and naïve, and had the tendency to jump into things with his heart on his sleeve. Lex was cold and clinical and never, ever showed his hand without some sort of agenda.

But, Lex was excessively passionate. He could swallow you whole and have you begging for more without breaking a sweat. That’s what drew Chloe to him. His ability to remove her clothes from her body with one scorching look. One teasing breath.

Lex had more passion in his little finger than Lucas has in his entire body. Perhaps it stemmed from his obsessive nature. Or maybe from his controlling, manipulative personality. Wherever it’s origin, Chloe was drawn to him like an addict. Lex was her crack and she’d accepted long ago that there was no cure.

I REALLY enjoyed this quick summation listing all the similarities and differences between the Luthor brothers. It really helped me to see why Chloe would have used Lucas as a rebound… probably hoping that the similarities between the two Luthors would be enough to satisfy her craving for Lex. AND it was also helpful to see why Lucas could NEVER have been able to fill in Lex’s shoes in Chloe’s eyes.

But that only makes Chloe’s behaviour all the more inexcusable. She was openly comparing both the Luthor brothers and finding Lucas seriously lacking, but she STILL kept leading him on to believe that they had a chance for a serious relationship.

Was that really any better than actually cheating on him?


She’d awoken early that morning, grateful that Lucas had never made it to bed. She wasn’t sure what she was going to say to him, but figured more time to think it over would be beneficial. She still wanted to throttle him, so trying to talk at this point would be futile.

And since he probably had a killer hangover, there would be no talking to him anyway.

What was she planning on saying to him anyway? I’m seriously curious about this. In a twisted way, it seems like Lucas was actually RIGHT in his accusations.

Don’t get me wrong, he could have handled the situation MUCH better, and he humiliated Chloe for his own satisfaction. But he’s been mentally cuckolded for quite a while now, and perhaps he was owed some payback for the way Chloe deceived and manipulated him.

I just wish there had been SOME confrontation between them. I feel there hasn’t been any proper closure between them.


Lex looked down at her, his lips curved in amusement. He ignored her words and just sat down beside her. “That’s not a very nice attitude considering I might have just saved you from hypothermia.”

Heh. At heart, Lex just likes the silly idea of playing the super-hero, or the knight in shining armour for once.


“That wouldn’t be likely,” Chloe replied dismissively. “Since the low for the day is supposed to be around forty-five degrees.”

“One never knows. We both know anything can happen around here.”

“We’re not in Smallville, Lex,” Chloe muttered. “So that logic doesn’t really apply.”

“Of course, it does. Both of us are still in the equation therefore anything can happen.”

I really enjoyed the banter between them. It just came so naturally, and despite the animosity between them… their bantering has always been kind of a…bonding experience.


Lex was very good company, when he wasn’t being an ass. You just had to find him in the right frame of mind, and willing to be companionable. Which typically made Chloe nervous because Lex was only companionable when he wanted something – or when he was up to something.

I enjoyed reading this assessment of Lex’s character. It was very true and apt. And it’s a good philosophy to follow… always enjoy the Luthor’s company, but commit to nothing and sign nothing during their playful moods.


She didn’t get a chance to speculate further, Lex’s hand on her arm startled her out of her thoughts. She glanced over at him, her breath catching in her throat at the hot look in his eyes.

Until he said, “Maybe we should just get married.”

Chloe choked, sputtered, “What?! Why the fuck should we get married?”

“Because you love me.”

Chloe laughed, shook her head in exasperation. “Even if I did love you – and I don’t – how would our getting married ever be a good idea?”

“You deserve to be happy, Chloe, and if loving me makes you happy that’s what you should have.”

Chloe raised her brows, “Are you on drugs?”

He frowned at her, “Certainly, not.”

I don’t blame Chloe for choking and sputtering. I also wanted to gasp, choke and make funny shocked noises at the back of my throat.

I’m sure all the Chlex romantics here are screaming out ‘He LOVES her! It’s so OBVIOUS! Why else would he want to marry her??!!’

‘Why else’ indeed…?

How about as a means to FINALLY finding out about that Kent secret he’s been lusting after for so long? Or perhaps he just wants to mess with Chloe throughout the engagement, gain every possible insight into her strengths and weaknesses before cutting her loose by breaking off the engagement? Perhaps he knows that, with a little effort, he can fool Chloe into falling so desperately in love with him, that she will lose all sense of independence and self and commit every ounce of loyalty to him… He would end up with the perfect trophy wife, beautiful, intelligent and completely loyal to him.

It would be a VERY profitable Luthor move to make.

Or perhaps he really IS seriously in love with her, and the fool never realized that Chloe loved him until Lucas spilled the beans. And NOW he’s going to make damned sure that Chloe doesn’t get away long enough to fall OUT of love with him.

It’s a nice theory, but it would be nice to get confirmation.

And I get the feeling Chloe is ONLY thinking of the ‘How is he trying to use/manipulate me NOW’ options, rather than the ‘ohmigod! He’s in love with me too!’ possibility.


“It’s not mine. Just as the first one wasn’t mine. We haven’t been intimate enough for that to happen, and even if we had, I’m far too careful to be taken in by a money-hungry, spoiled brat.” He smirked, continued, “But I suppose this means I’m not the only one who’s been conniving and manipulating. She certainly is learning…I’m almost proud.”

Chloe rolled her eyes, “You seriously expect me to believe that you’ve never fucked that useless twit?”

“I didn’t say I never fucked her,” Lex answered clearly. “I said I’ve never been intimate with her. There’s a difference, you know.”

Chloe snorted, said, “Sure, whatever you say.”

“I never fucked her without a condom and I most certainly never came inside her.”

Thanks again to Josi for providing all the alternate versions on how the canon scenes in Smallville ‘might’ have finished off. It’s so satisfying to get these images of Lex only using Lana for cold, nefarious purposes. Like a soothing balm on the festering wounds caused by Smallville Lexana.

So Lex pulled out of Chloe before coming to his own climax? He basically treated her as clinically as a porn actor would treat his co-star. I don't think I really approve of this behaviour. If you have no respect for the girl, then don't fuck her... but don't keep her around as a talking blow-up doll. Even if it IS Lana that he's talking about here.


Lex smirked again, “I did come in her face once. That was amusing – for me.”

Lex chuckled warmly, “Fine, I’ll stop. But sometimes stories of debasement really are entertaining. It’s amazing what lengths some will go to appeal to an ideal they think they understand.”

I don’t like the idea of women being used or debased at all. No, not even Lana. Although, it fits in with Lex’s personality… he only had the deepest contempt for women who tried to get close to him for his money or Luthor reputation, and he never really made an effort to disguise his contempt… AFTER fucking them that is (playboy bastard that he is).


Chloe gave him a dirty look, “That’s nice – pig.”

He looked at her innocently, said, “Are you saying that you wouldn’t do such a thing?”

Chloe snorted, “I’m not the submissive type.”

“You wouldn’t get pleasure from giving in to the sexual whims of another person?”


“Fuck, no,” Chloe stated frankly. “It doesn’t sound pleasurable to me at all. I don’t enjoy being degraded, and I don’t see any reason why I should allow someone to choose my pleasure for me. I know what I like, and how I like it, and I’ll come whenever the fuck I want to come.”

Lex gave her a hot look, said, “By all means, Chloe, come as you please.”

I’m glad Chloe called him on his despicable behaviour. Even if it was LANA he was treating like this, it doesn’t speak well of Lex’s character that he is capable of putting women through such humiliation. Even if it IS an indirect way of ‘punishing’ them for trying to manipulate him in the first place.

But I'm glad Chloe made it clear that SHE would never stand for such horrible, demeaning behaviour.


“Just go away, Lex. Just go away and leave me to my humiliation.”

Lex frowned slightly, “Humiliation? How are you humiliated?”

Erm… Shouldn’t it be obvious? Why is Lex asking such a ridiculous question?!


He was definitely up to something. He was never this good-natured unless he was up to something. It had to fit into his master plan somewhere. She just had to figure out where.

Heh… Perhaps he’s good humoured because he finally knows that they woman he’s been desperately in love with for the past decade actually loved him back?

OR perhaps because he found the perfect weakness to exploit in Chloe? I’m trying to be objective here, and both explanation stand equally well. What ARE Lex’s motivations here?

And I’m still loving the bantering going on here.


He looked at her strangely, finally asked, “Was it true, what Lucas said, do you really love me?”

She rolled her eyes, “Of course not. That was just the ridiculous babbling of a moronic drunk. You know how he gets when he has too much to drink.”

He continued to gaze at her, stared at her so intently Chloe felt as if he was staring right into her soul. She forced herself to look him in the eyes, wouldn’t let herself look away. He licked his lips, his nostrils flared, he was leaning towards her.

“I hate you,” she whispered. Knew the words were meaningless and untrue. Knew he knew as much too.

“There is always that fine line,” he responded, his face getting closer and closer to hers. “You just need to figure out which side of the line you want to be on.”

And it seems like Lex has a plan in place for pushing Chloe onto the side on the line that best benefits HIM. I still wish I knew what that damned, secretive bastard was thinking!

He really is very persuasive though. I can see why he would be so confidant about being able to manipulate Chloe into the emotional place he wants her in.

BUT, he’s just admitted that his last relationship was an absolute sham. Why should Chloe believe that he actually wants a genuine marriage NOW?!

All because Lex Luthor’s lips were on hers, warm and pliant and delicious.

Yummy! I really loved this description. It made me want to melt.


“Neither of us have to worry about significant others, and there’s no one to see what we’re doing because everyone’s gone.”

“What?” she repeated blankly.

He made a frustrated sound in the back of throat, explained once more, “There’s no one else here, Chloe. It’s just you and me. For the next three days.”

THIS was a part that struck me as just strange. Lana, Lionel and Lucas were just packed up and shipped away to wherabouts unknown?! How did Lex arrange that? And WHY should Chloe have believed Lex when he assured her that they were alone and would remain undisturbed for the next three days??!!

Why would Lana and Lucas agree to leave to quickly and easily anyway? I’m sorry, but this part just struck me as contrived… Lucas being gotten rid of in such a easy and convenient way.


Lex gave her a condescendingly sympathetic look, “What’s wrong, Chloe? Are you afraid to be alone with me?”

Heh. I’m enjoying Lex in his manipulative form here. He REALLY knows how to the most beneficial response from Chloe possible. And challenging her sense of bravery (even if it IS only bravado) is the best way to manipulate her into doing what he wants.


And then she was looking into his eyes and he was looking into hers and there was nothing hidden, nothing lurking in the shadows. It was all there for her to see, and for the briefest of moments she let herself believe there was something meaningful left inside him.

If only… Why doesn’t Lex just TELL Chloe how he feels…

Of course, there is the possibility that Chloe wouldn’t believe Lex if he claimed to be in love with her. It seems like they have only had bad experiences and memories between the two of them.

I REALLY want to know what happened that time they slept together.


Lex didn’t even pretend to hesitate; he met her tongue with equal fervor, taking nothing and everything all at once. He leaned towards her, tried to push her back onto the blanket beneath her, but her hand on his chest stopped him.

WOW! Chloe might have jumped him, but Lex’s response was certainly no less powerful despite the fact that it was Chloe taking the initiative here. WHAT a kiss!!


Lex was watching her intently. His hands quickly taking over where she left off. He massaged her breasts, his fingers tweaking her nipples firmly. He raised himself up, adjusting his body beneath her until he could take a tight peak into his mouth, his teeth nipping gently before laving her with his tongue.

Chloe ran her hands along his smooth scalp, pulled his mouth closer and urged him on until he was suckling enthusiastically. His hands pushed her breasts together and he lavished equal attention on both until it became too much for her to take.

Amazing smut. Incredibly hot! I could almost feel my own breats and nipples tingling as I read about Lex’s… teeth… and tongue… and those wonderful, intelligent hands!


She smiled against his lips, almost giggled as he returned her smile.

Felt utterly foolish and decadent and didn’t even care that she felt such foolish decadence.

Had to wonder if maybe she was more of a manipulative shrew than she thought.

LOL! It seems like Chloe is in a playful mood here. How lovely!


She moved down his legs, sat on his hard thighs, opened his pants and pulled out his cock. She ran her hands over his hard flesh, couldn’t take her eyes off his face. Drank in the hot desperation burning in his haunted eyes.

He sat up, clutched her to him and nuzzled the sensitive skin of her neck. She almost purred with contentment, the feel of his lips and tongue on her pulse point adding to the intense desire pulsing inside her. She ran her fingers over his smooth scalp, turned her head, and gave him better access to the throbbing vein at her neck.

“Chloe,” he gasped against her skin. “We should switch positions.”

She let her head fall back, her eyes drifting shut as he lavished attention on her pulse point. She rocked her hips, slid her wet center along the length of is cock. “Why? This is…good.”

He choked out a laugh, said, “Too good. I’ll never last.”

This was amazing to read. THIS was the first concrete bit of proof that Lex actually had genuine emotions for Chloe. There is no way Lex would have been so damned close to losing control unless it was because he found his passions and emotions overwhelming him.

I can’t believe Chloe didn’t figure this out!


Lex groaned, bucked up, his cock sliding along her wet folds. He pulled back, cupped her face in her hands and forced her to look at him, said almost desperately, “Please...”

The look in his eyes was so foreign to her, so utterly speaking, she gave in immediately. Let him switch their positions without another thought about it. She just lay back and let him have the control he so desperately wanted.

Again I LOVED seeing Lex so nearing the edge of his control, that he actually has to BEG for dominance. Lex NEVER begs for anything, much less beg for power in ANY situation. Not unless he’s too far emotionally vested and desperate for something… or someone.

It seems like Chloe was aware on what a big deal this was. Although the word ‘love’, ‘affection’ or ‘emotion’ never actually seemed to enter her mind. I wonder why SHE thinks Lex was so desperately out of control here…?


He settled between her legs, his erection nudging her entrance. She pumped her hips, groaned as the head of his cock speared into her. Her inner muscles twitched and she bucked up again, taking more of him into her heat.

Lex groaned, pulled away from her and sat back on his heels. Stopped her writhing by tightening his grip on her hips. His expression was pained, his jaw clenched with tension, his eyes hot and almost frantic. He looked like he might break at any moment.

And she wanted him to break. Wanted him to shatter around her. Wanted him to want her as recklessly as she wanted him.

Extremely hot action going onscreen here. I’d say Chloe already had definite proof as to how desperately and recklessly Lex wants her. I noticed that Chloe has a tendency to want to make her sexual partners lose complete sense of self and control during sex. She also wanted Lucas to reach his breaking point when she was teasing him during their first fuck.


He released her hips, used a hand to line his cock up with her entrance. Pushed into her slowly, pausing with each inch she took in, his entire body shaking from exertion as he held himself back.

But she didn’t want him to hold back. Couldn’t bear the thought of not having all of him.

She raised her upper body off the ground, reached around him and grabbed his ass. Pulled him down on top of her, took his length into the warmth of her body. Reveled in the solid heat of him on top of her.

Again… Still… very hot! BUT where’s the condom? Did they both just forget?! This is terrible! Lex knows Chloe has been fucking his brother, albeit it was an exclusive relationship, so unless Lucas had been cheating, Chloe should be safe. But Chloe certainly cannot be expected to believe that Lex has been faithful to the vapid Pink?

And, disregarding diseases… Is Chloe on the pill? Is birth control covered?! This is NOT a good beginning for conceiving a child.

It would be interesting to see their reaction to a pregnancy thought ;)


He hissed with pleasure, tried to pull away, but she hooked her legs around his hips and tightened her arms around his back, pulled him as close to her as possible. Until finally he just buried his face in the crook of her neck and groaned with satisfaction. Pulled his hips back slowly then drove into her again.

Despite my horror at the lack of condoms, I did enjoy the way Lex tried to retain the last vestiges of control here before finally just giving in to whatever plan Chloe had for both of them. I love Chlex powerplays… ESPECIALLY when there is smut involved too.


She moaned, the slick stroke of his cock sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. The pressure of his lower pelvis on her clit intensifying her pleasure as he stroked inward. She rocked beneath him, pressed even closer, rubbing her swollen clit against him rhythmically.

Hot, hot HOT!


At this rate, she’d come quickly, and Chloe writhed faster, wanting her pleasure to coalesce before Lex lost all semblance of control. She didn’t want him to come first, not because she actually minded, but because she just didn’t want to deal with his splintered ego. He’d have a difficult time dealing with not fulfilling her pleasure, and she wasn’t sure she had the strength to deal with Lex once he was on a mission.

LOL at the thought of Chloe wanting Lex not to have hurt feelings for purely selfish reasons, like not wanting to comfort or coddle him afterwards.

Although I don’t understand why Chloe would mind ‘Lex on a mission’ if the mission happened to be proving his virility by pleasuring her beyond all belief.


He reared back, using his arms to hold his upper body off of her. “Look at me, Chloe,” he rasped. “Look at me and know who’s fucking you.”

Verrrry interesting. It seems like Lucas wasn’t the only Luthor to have insecurities about ‘who is Chloe imagining in her head during sex with me’ issues. I really enjoy an out of control Lex, but I LOVE it when he shows a little bit of weakness, insecurity and vulnerability like this.


She shook her head, squeezed her eyes shut against his words. She didn’t have to look at him to know she was fucking Lex. Her body remembered the feel of him all too well. Had never forgotten.

He thrust into her, stopped completely then just rocked his pelvis slowly. Pushed against her clit, teasing the swollen nerves with small thrusts. “Chloe,” he whispered. “Look at me.”

It seems like Chloe is not the only one suffering from having a sexual partner who is just so damned secretive and closed-mouthed. Lex has no idea what’s going on in Chloe’s head either, and I think he’s as desperate to know Chloe emotional state and motivations as Chloe is to know HIS plans and agenda.

The two of them really need to have a proper heart to heart talk. There’s a lot of trust that needs building up between them.


The look of him, all tense and hot and desperate, increased her excitement, and she reached for him, pulling him back down on top of her. She found his mouth with hers, kissed him as hard and deep as she wanted him to fuck her. Rocked her hips in time with her seeking tongue, urging him to meet her thrust for thrust.

WOW! Another amazingly hot kiss!


He thrust into her slowly, increasing his force until he was slamming into her, each inward thrust punctuated with a push against her clit. He was shaking and unable to return her kisses with any type of finesse. Just pressed his open mouth against hers and breathed in her breath.

She started to shake, felt her orgasm start to roll over her, the intense pleasure starting at her clit and pulsing through her wet channel. She let her head fall back, arched her back, and pressed her breasts against his chest. She pulled her hands from his back, raised them over her head, clutched at the blanket beneath her.

Lex adjusted his arms, cupped her head in his hands, forced her to open her eyes and meet his hungry gaze. His pumped into her, his jaw tightening further as he held back, his thumbs gently rubbing the skin at the corners of her eyes. He grunted, his nostrils flaring, his lips pulling back to reveal the glistening whiteness of his teeth. Gasped, “Chloe.”

Amazing finish to an amazing sex scene. I am, as always, in awe of your smut writing, Josi. I look forward to more :D


Lex groaned his pleasure, the sweet vibrations rich against her tongue. He thrust into her faster, slamming his pelvis against hers with a loud slapping sound, his tempo now frantic. He groaned again, grunted, slammed back into her, his entire body becoming tense and shaking as she felt him coming inside her.

Still unbelievably HOT! But WHERE’S the condom??!! What were the two idiots thinking??!!


He scowled at her agreeably, said mildly, “I feel used.”

She felt her insides cool sharply, turned her head away from him and muttered, “Good.”

Chloe is being rather vindictive and cruel here. I wonder stupid thing Lex did during their last sexual encounter to make her hate him so. Flashback please?


“What’s going on, Lex?” she asked softly. “What’s this all about?”

He shrugged, “I’m just giving you what you want,” he said coolly, his eyes now distant and shadowed. “What you’ve always wanted.”

A rather vague response that can be interpreted in a myriad of ways. And considering their past history, Lex should have known that Chloe would have taken it in the worst way possible.

Unless he didn’t know how much he hurt Chloe during their last sexual session. WHAT happened between them?!


Just when she thought he was actually moving forward, he made sure to slap her back to reality as viciously and coldly as possible. How typically Luthor of him.

Chloe felt her throat closing up, felt the insistent burn of tears in her eyes.

Refused to let her self cry in front of such an insufferable bastard.

Never let them see you sweat, never give them any ammunition to use against you. That one thing Lex had taught her well. One lesson she would never, ever forget.

Yikes! Whatever it was that Lex did, it must have been horrendously terrible to produce this kind of a reaction. Chloe has expected extreme cruelty here and she has armoured and prepared herself accordingly.


She hurried into her bedroom, noticed that all of Lucas’s thing were indeed missing.

WHERE did Lucas go? How come he didn’t want to say a few final words of closure before running off? What happened to him? This still makes no sense to me. And I'd still prefer to see some kind of closure between the two of them before happy Chlexy ending.


Glared at the clothing that awaited her on the bed.

He obviously had something planned. Right down to what she was to wear for the occasion.

Did Lex sneak into her room while she was taking a shower?! I’m surprise Chloe didn’t burst into rage at the implications of someone breaking in and setting the dress on her bed while she was in the bathroom.


Wondered what Lex hoped to accomplish with this never-ending succession of cliques.

Really wanted to know when the cliques would end and the man would appear.

I also wanted to laugh at the idea of Lex trying to woo Chloe using such trite, predictable tactics.

By the way… Did you mean to say clichés instead of cliques?


She entered the candlelit room, was a little pleased that he’d at least forgone the long-stemmed red roses for something a little more unique. Lilies – standard, Peruvian and calla. Faith, devotion and beauty.

Chloe frowned, stopped and looked around. There were flowers and candles everywhere. He was definitely up to something.

Was this a sataric nod to the ridiculous setting that Lex had set up in canin Smallville when he proposed to Lana?


On the other table was a small candle, a single red tulip in a vase, and a nondescript, shiny black box.

Chloe’s breath caught in her throat as she stopped in front of the smaller table. She eyed the set up warily, felt her stomach knot, her palms begin to sweat. She knew that flower, knew the implication. Refused to let her self believe any of it.

It was all too deliberate to be sincere. Too perfect to be heartfelt. Showed too much premeditated thought and feeling for one as manipulatively cool as Lex Luthor.

Wondered briefly if all this was meant for someone else.

Now I know that Chloe would never have believed Lex even if he HAD suddenly blurted out feelings of affection and devotion during their earlier meeting. I STILL want to really know what kind of horrible behaviour Lex displayed during their very first sexual encounter to make Chloe so sure that there’s no chance of him having genuine feelings for her.


He appeared out of the shadows, dressed in an exquisitely tailored, black tux, uncertainty shadowing the typical complacency on his face. His normal confidence slightly dampened by the questioning look in his eyes. He straightened his shoulders, walked towards her.

I LOVED how he was showing just the smallest hint of vulnerability here. He actually seemed nervous that Chloe was about to turn tail and run out at the sight of the set-up.


Didn’t stop until he was so close she could feel the heat radiating off of him. He reached for her, pulled her flush against him and swooped in for a kiss. His hands cupped her face, kept her in place as his tongue plundered her mouth.

Chloe gasped into his mouth, her hands gripping his wrists as she returned the kiss tentatively then with more fervor. She wanted to stop, wanted to pull away and slap his pretentious face. But there was something about him, something about his demeanor that seemed changed, and whatever it was, she couldn’t resist it.

I understand Chloe’s reaction completely. Lex showing this nervous, vulnerable side of his personality IS rather irrisistable. Or at least, more irresistible than usual.


He pulled away, leaned his forehead against hers and inhaled deeply through his nose, the sudden flaring of his nostrils creating an instant fire at her core. He met her gaze, smiled faintly then said softly, “I was beginning to think you wouldn’t come.”

I wanted to swoon. I wanted to melt. I could feel my heart actually imploding in my chest. That statement showed SO much about how anxious Lex was feeling. He’s clearly out of his element here. He’s completely lost that cold, cool manipulative edge he always wears. He’s been stripped of all defences.

I LOVE it!


She raised her brows, said wryly, “I already told you, Lex. I come as I please.”

LOL!


He laughed, pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her. Hugged her as if she was the most precious thing he’d ever touched. Didn’t release her until she finally started to squirm against him.

His odd behavior was starting to make her nervous. He’d never been clingy before. She couldn’t remember a single time when he’d acted this way, and it made her feel completely off balance.

Even I cannot believe how he’s completely dropped his armour and defenses to show such weakness before Chloe. He really MUST be in love with her.

There’s still always the possibility that he’s a better actor than anyone could have given him credit for… OR he really is in love with Chloe, and he’s desperate not to screw up this second chance he’s been given.


Christmas ornaments. Lots and lots of Christmas ornaments.

She looked up at him, “What are these for?”

“The tree, of course.”

“You want me to decorate your Christmas tree?” she asked in disbelief.

“No,” Lex explained. “I want us to decorate our Christmas tree.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s Christmas and what’s Christmas without a decorated Christmas tree?”

I didn’t know whether I wanted to laugh or swoon. I guess it could be a ridiculous strategy Lex planned out to bond with Chloe… or it could have been a stalling tactic.

But I also feel like Lex was fulfilling a little fantasy he’s always had. Just to spend a leisurely evening with a loved one decorating a Christmas tree. Sometimes he really makes me want to cry.


She pulled two ornaments from the box, handed one to Lex and watched as he meticulously scanned the tree for the perfect spot to hang it. She snorted, said, “That’s not how you decorate a Christmas tree, Lex. You can’t plot out the placement of every ornament. You should hang each one in no particular order.”

He gave her an arrogant look, said, “I think I’m perfectly capable of decorating a tree without you giving instructions.”

“Obviously not.”

He glared at her. Reached out blindly and hung the ornament on the nearest branch. Asked rather sullenly, “Is that better?”

“Yes, much.”

He sighed lightly, bent down and retrieved several of the ornaments. Began hanging them randomly, just as she’d instructed. Muttered, “Quit gloating and start decorating.”

ROFLOL at the image of Chloe bossing Lex around on the best way to decorate a Christmas tree. And ROFLMAO at the image of Lex actually listening to the ‘expert’ and allowing Chloe to boss him around about how best to make the tree aesthetically pleasing.


He frowned slightly, “I have a surprise for you,” he said. “I just hope it was the right one.”

She peered at him expectantly, said, “Show me and I’ll be sure to tell you.”

She couldn’t imagine what would put the look of unease on his face. Had never known Lex to lose his cool like that, not without serious evidence of his discontent. His gaze shifted over her shoulder, and he nodded shortly.

“Chloe?” The voice was tentative, almost that of a whisper, but she’d recognize it anywhere. She whirled around, her mouth falling open as she saw her father standing a short distance away from her. He was wearing a tux much like the one Lex was wearing. He looked older, tired and cautious. But his eyes gleamed with hope.

Her heart stopped in her chest, her breath froze in her lungs. She was helpless and floundering and she couldn’t stop the flood of tears. She sobbed, her hands coming up to cover her face. She couldn’t figure out how he’s known. She hadn’t spoken to Lex for ages, but somehow he had known what she really wanted for Christmas.

I wanted to bawl like a baby at this. First leading in with Lex acting mysteriously anxious about the surprise he had for Chloe. And then finally revealing the surprise to be the most wonderful, thoughtful, considerate, caring thing he could have arranged.

I’m still in shocked awe over how unbelievably sweet, caring, generous and selfless Lex revealed himself to be. He had BETTER not be manipulating her!


Had to wonder if he instinctively knew what she wanted for her birthday too.

Does CHLOE know what she wants for her birthday. She seems to have been in a state of confused denial for a long time now.


She cleared her throat, said, “Lex?”

He stopped and turned towards her, his eyes tired and haunted. She stepped towards him, took him by the hand. Said, “Please stay.”

His surprise was quickly disguised as arrogance. His pleasure quickly turning into cool composure. He obviously didn’t want her to know that her asking him to stay meant something to him, and she didn’t really know why it did.

HOW can she not know?! How can she not guess at the possible reason behind his selfless gift, and his strange behaviour?!

Chloe really DOES have some major inferiority issues. Even when it’s laughably obvious, she still doesn’t acknowledge when a man shows an inordinate amount of interest in her.


Her father now stood by the table, his hands and his eyes giving away how nervous he was. He waited for them to make their way to him, leaned towards her hesitantly when she stepped in front of him.

She reached a shaking hand towards him, felt her eyes overflow again as she pulled her against him, his shoulders shaking with emotion. “I’m sorry, Chloe,” Gabe whispered brokenly. “I’m so sorry.”

She clung to him, buried her face in his chest, breathed in his familiarly comforting scent. Sobbed almost uncontrollably for what felt like and eternity. Until she didn’t have any tears left to cry.

This was a lovely reunion between the two of them. It makes quite a turnaround from the unhappy place Chloe was in during the first chapter.


The small box on the table – the one that had taken her breath earlier – that box held a gift from her father. Inside she found a small locket, and inside the locket was a picture. A picture of her as a baby, her mother staring at her with awed, loving eyes.

She’d had to bite the inside of her cheek to stop the burn of tears in her eyes.

She’d spent that past few hours reconnecting with her father. Both of them had missed out on a lot, and it would take many such visits to learn all they needed to know about each other. It had been painful and freeing and she now knew the difference between the happiness she thought she’d found and the happiness she now knew she had.

Still lovely. I’m SO glad Chloe finally managed to reconnect and bond with Gabe. It’s obvious she missed him very much, and it’s wonderful to see how happy she is to be together with her dad again.


And she had Lex to thank for all of it. Had no idea how he’s known, and she wasn’t even sure she really cared. Was just totally floored by all that had happened over the past twenty-four hours.

She hated accepting anything from anyone. Hated feeling indebted for something she knew she could never repay. But this time, her normal feeling of obligation didn’t seem that important.

I love that Chloe has let got of all lingering sense of resentment against Lex. At least for tonight… while she is still enjoying the afterglow of the reunion with her dad.


She walked across the room, sat down on the bed, leaned over him and stroked a hand down his cheek. He sighed, rubbed his cheek against her caress, almost smiled.

I’m actually feeling pang in my chest at the sweetness in this scene. It’s beautiful! Lex seems to be aware of Chloe even while he’s sleeping… I KNOW he never responded like this during the horrible nights he spent with Blana!


She sat there for a long time, taking in the sight of his sleeping form.

He looked younger, almost innocent in the moonlit room.

She lay down next to him and cuddled up to his side.

Knew deep down that Lex Luthor would never be innocent.

Knew she needed to remember that fact.

Because soon enough he would prove it to her.

I liked that she had let go of her resentment and hostility against Lex tonight. That she was willing to accept a truce between them. BUT she doesn’t seem anywhere near ready to forgive and forget… whatever it was he did to her.

Heh. But is this really the safest place for Chloe to spend the night. We (and she) know how irrisistable Lex can be, and there is no way both he and Chloe are going to wake up in the same bed the next morning and NOT indulge in a little happy, sweaty action.

I just hope they have condoms next time!

Please update soon.

lj715
26th December 2006, 01:45
I just got home from my dad's, I'm exhausted & my kids have been up since 5am so all I'm gonna say is I love it, I really hope Lex isn't playing Chloe but I don't think he is. Can't wait for more. Ho Ho Ho.

lkedino
26th December 2006, 01:46
i love this story

ldydee81
26th December 2006, 08:13
great christmas present for all! i can't wait to see what happens next. i kept expecting lex to ditch chloe but thankfully that hasn't happened and hopefully won't. please hurry and update again soon.

Zannie
26th December 2006, 14:15
A place where the women scientists would be smart enough to weed out all the moronic, drunkenly jealous sperm and eventually all the moronic, drunkenly jealous men would be eliminated from the gene pool. Completely. Forever.

Hmph.

Heheh. I think almost every woman has felt this way in passing at least a few times in her life. I can imagine this is exactly the kind of time Chloe would feel this way.


It was around this time that Lucas had started acting strangely. She’d finally quit harping on him and he’d suddenly started freaking out about everything. He’d accused her of fooling around on him and at one point had even followed her around town. He was jealous of everyone and everything, but especially of Lex, someone Chloe rarely spoke to anyway.

I'm momentarily confused about the timeline, but I'm sure I'll sort it out as I get farther into the chapter.


But, Lex was excessively passionate. He could swallow you whole and have you begging for more without breaking a sweat. That’s what drew Chloe to him. His ability to remove her clothes from her body with one scorching look. One teasing breath.

Quite right. And very well put.


She sighed loudly, felt like heaving her now empty coffee cup into the sea. Wondered how those watching would appreciate her throwing the kind of hissy fit that would challenge the worst of all hissy fits. She could do it – oh yes, she could.

Heh. This made me snicker unreasonably.


Until he said, “Maybe we should just get married.”

Chloe choked, sputtered, “What?! Why the fuck should we get married?”

“Because you love me.”

I'm not sure whether I want to giggle, applaud Lex for his bluntness, or smack him for his arrogance.

The latter, probably.


“You deserve to be happy, Chloe, and if loving me makes you happy that’s what you should have.”

And he gets smugger and smugger--yes, I'm so sacrificial and gracious that I'm offering you my fine, pristine self since it's the only thing that could ever make you happy. :wth:



“Conniving and manipulating,” he said blandly.

“Pardon?”

“Conniving and manipulating,” he repeated. “That’s the God only knows what I’ve been doing with Lana.”

I used to be able to have faith in this explanation, but sadly that's long gone.

But I still love any story that can make me believe it again--even just temporarily. So please, continue. Convince me.


“Lex, don’t try to bullshit me,” she replied. “I know she’s pregnant, she told me herself.”

Oh dear. :wth:


Lex smirked again, “I did come in her face once. That was amusing – for me.”

Chloe covered her ear, shaking her head in denial. “No, no, no! No more! Stop!”

Yes indeed. I'm with you Chloe.


“Fuck, no,” Chloe stated frankly. “It doesn’t sound pleasurable to me at all. I don’t enjoy being degraded, and I don’t see any reason why I should allow someone to choose my pleasure for me. I know what I like, and how I like it, and I’ll come whenever the fuck I want to come.”

Heheh. I just love Chloe sometimes.


She rolled her eyes, “Of course not. That was just the ridiculous babbling of a moronic drunk. You know how he gets when he has too much to drink.”

Nicely played. But I'm not sure he's going to go for it.


Instantly cursed her self for running her tongue along his lower lip, for suckling gently on the delectable flesh and wanting to swallow him whole. Cursed herself some more as she felt her entire body oozing into a pile of mush. Her heart pounding in her chest, her quick fire pulse a rush in her ears.

I can understand why she's cursing herself. It really isn't a good idea to reward his kind of arrogance.

But I'm sure we can all agree that we hardly blame Chloe for her involuntary reaction.


He made a frustrated sound in the back of throat, explained once more, “There’s no one else here, Chloe. It’s just you and me. For the next three days.”

Heh. How did he manage that, exactly?

And I love how she "launches" herself at him just a moment later.


Felt utterly foolish and decadent and didn’t even care that she felt such foolish decadence.

That's the best kind of foolish decadence to feel.


He choked out a laugh, said, “Too good. I’ll never last.”

I love this kind of thing in smut. Nothing like Lex admitting to not being omnipotent.


Lex groaned, pulled away from her and sat back on his heels. Stopped her writhing by tightening his grip on her hips. His expression was pained, his jaw clenched with tension, his eyes hot and almost frantic. He looked like he might break at any moment.

And she wanted him to break. Wanted him to shatter around her. Wanted him to want her as recklessly as she wanted him.

Yeah, I wouldn't mind seeing that either.

Please let him break, shatter, want Chloe as recklessly as she wants him.


He reared back, using his arms to hold his upper body off of her. “Look at me, Chloe,” he rasped. “Look at me and know who’s fucking you.”

She shook her head, squeezed her eyes shut against his words. She didn’t have to look at him to know she was fucking Lex. Her body remembered the feel of him all too well. Had never forgotten.

He thrust into her, stopped completely then just rocked his pelvis slowly. Pushed against her clit, teasing the swollen nerves with small thrusts. “Chloe,” he whispered. “Look at me.”

I love this whole bit. Very hot and very revealing.

I'm still dying to know what went on between them before.


Lex groaned his pleasure, the sweet vibrations rich against her tongue. He thrust into her faster, slamming his pelvis against hers with a loud slapping sound, his tempo now frantic. He groaned again, grunted, slammed back into her, his entire body becoming tense and shaking as she felt him coming inside her.

He made a helpless, strangled sound in his throat, tore his lips from hers and buried his face in her hair. He gasped, his breath hot and wet on her neck as he relaxed on top of her, and she clutched at him, pulling him closer.

The whole smut scene was particularly excellent. But special kudos for this bit.


He shrugged, “I’m just giving you what you want,” he said coolly, his eyes now distant and shadowed. “What you’ve always wanted.”

If he keeps this up, then I'll be tempted to smack him through my laptop. What the hell is his problem, insisting it's all for Chloe? :wth:


Found her cell phone.

Cursed loudly at the lack of service.

Oh no. Poor Chloe. Stuck here with a cold, arrogant bastard and without an usable cell phone.


She entered the candlelit room, was a little pleased that he’d at least forgone the long-stemmed red roses for something a little more unique. Lilies – standard, Peruvian and calla. Faith, devotion and beauty.

Chloe frowned, stopped and looked around. There were flowers and candles everywhere. He was definitely up to something.

What the hell is Lex up to? He fucks her, acts like an ass, then thinks he can woo her back with a bunch of romantic clichés? :wth: This had better be good.


He laughed, pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her. Hugged her as if she was the most precious thing he’d ever touched. Didn’t release her until she finally started to squirm against him.

His odd behavior was starting to make her nervous. He’d never been clingy before. She couldn’t remember a single time when he’d acted this way, and it made her feel completely off balance.

I think I'm as confused as Chloe. What the hell is going on?

The hug seemed very sweet, but I'm way too suspicious at this point to assume it was sincere.


“Chloe?” The voice was tentative, almost that of a whisper, but she’d recognize it anywhere. She whirled around, her mouth falling open as she saw her father standing a short distance away from her. He was wearing a tux much like the one Lex was wearing. He looked older, tired and cautious. But his eyes gleamed with hope.

Oh my, oh my, oh my. I do really want Chloe and her dad to make up. But I'm not sure what to think of Lex's arranging it this way.

And I still don't trust him. :wth:


The small box on the table – the one that had taken her breath earlier – that box held a gift from her father. Inside she found a small locket, and inside the locket was a picture. A picture of her as a baby, her mother staring at her with awed, loving eyes.

She’d had to bite the inside of her cheek to stop the burn of tears in her eyes.

Very touching. I'm very happy for Chloe and her dad. But that doesn't mean everything is all right between Lex and Chloe.

Lex has a lot of explaining to do, and even then it should be taken with a grain of salt.


He looked younger, almost innocent in the moonlit room.

She lay down next to him and cuddled up to his side.

Knew deep down that Lex Luthor would never be innocent.

Knew she needed to remember that fact.

Because soon enough he would prove it to her.

It was still two days until her birthday.

Indeed. This is quite true, and I'm glad Chloe still remembers it.

Since this fic will have some kind of a happy ending--I assume--then I guess Lex does actually have feelings for her. And arranging for her father to be here was a dramatic, meaningful gesture. But it might have just been a gesture. And it might have just been part of a plan. He seems to be a jerk in his conversations with Chloe in this fic so far. A very sexy one, but a jerk nonetheless. So he needs to be taken down a few pegs. Or else he needs to have his arrogant, defensive barriers stripped away enough for Chloe (and us) to know he loves her as much as he keeps claiming Chloe loves him.

But first I want to know what happened between them before. And what happened to Lucas, Lana, and Lionel? Did Lex just knock them out and stuff them in the back of a truck or something?

This is an entirely new and exciting premise and relationship dynamic. I find it both intriguing and compelling. I'm loving it. I'm also a little frustrated now, since there are so many unanswered questions.

So come back soon and update again.

Thanks for the second chapter so soon.

somethingeasy
26th December 2006, 20:11
I think I'm as confused as Chloe. What the hell is going on?

The hug seemed very sweet, but I'm way too suspicious at this point to assume it was sincere.

Lex has a lot of explaining to do, and even then it should be taken with a grain of salt.

Looks like I'm not the only person who is suspicious of Lex's motivations here. I suppose a chapter from Lex's point of view would not fit into the structure that Josi has set up here. But a nice, long explanation from Lex is long overdue.


And arranging for her father to be here was a dramatic, meaningful gesture. But it might have just been a gesture. And it might have just been part of a plan. He seems to be a jerk in his conversations with Chloe in this fic so far. A very sexy one, but a jerk nonetheless. So he needs to be taken down a few pegs. Or else he needs to have his arrogant, defensive barriers stripped away enough for Chloe (and us) to know he loves her as much as he keeps claiming Chloe loves him.

I agree with Zannie, that although we keep HOPING that Lex is behaving like an ass is because his armour and defense mechanisms are not allowing him to openly show or tell Chloe that he's in love with her. But until he actually says the words, AND shows the actions to back up those words... I'm going to continue to scrutinize Lex's behaviour for ulterior motives and underhanded scheming.


But first I want to know what happened between them before. And what happened to Lucas, Lana, and Lionel? Did Lex just knock them out and stuff them in the back of a truck or something?

ROFLOL at the image of Lex expeditiously getting rid of the three L's this way. Quite honestly, they were booted so QUICKLY out of the story, it actually seems like a plausible explanation :P


This is an entirely new and exciting premise and relationship dynamic. I find it both intriguing and compelling. I'm loving it. I'm also a little frustrated now, since there are so many unanswered questions.

I agree most wholeheartedly. There are LOTS of unanswered questions that I'd LOVE the see addressed. Not only the issue of Lex's true emotional state and motivations, but also the story of what happened between him and Chloe during their 'first go around the sheets'. I'd love to know what could have happened that left them with so much mistrust, animostity and actual hatred between them.

Please update soon. Can we expect an update later today? Hopefully before my bed-time rolls around? Pretty please?

buffiy18
26th December 2006, 21:03
I just loved this chapter. Lex was so sweet and hot at the same time, no wonder Chloe is in love with him. Chloe seemed a little off to me though... 1. When lex kept asking if she was in love with him, you would think she would ask him if he was in love with her. It seems so based on her Christmas gift... only someone in tune with her at such an intimate level would know to bring her father out. 2. Why did she never ask where or why the others had left. Ii would think this is one of the first things that would cross my mind befoe I decide to have sex with my boyfriend's brother out in public in front of the house. Lex could of been lieing to get Chloe to admit something maybe she was not ready for.

Still a phenominal chapter. I love how Lex makes Lana a manipulative bitch... which she is, but does not have the brain power to do much with it. I hope you are able to update soon.

JosiCuervo
26th December 2006, 22:58
**Note: Since I wanted to get this update posted this afternoon, I didn't have time to properly proofread. Please ignore any errors. I'll take care of them later. :D


Chapter three


Chloe woke up still nestled in his arms. He was warn and solid beneath her, and she reveled in the sound of his heartbeat under her ear. She squirmed, squeezed her eyes shut and tried to go back to sleep.

Felt his eyes boring a hole through her.

“Stop leering at me,” she grumbled.

He chuckled, the vibrations rolling through her, “You’re the one who snuck into my bed, so by all technicalities, I’m allowed to leer as much as I want.”

She snorted, pressed her face against his side. Ignored him.

“So,” he asked warmly. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

She peeked at him, squinted at him grumpily.

“I wanted to thank you,” she said. “For my dad…and everything.”

“You’re welcome. Is he still here?”

She shook her head, “Your driver took him back to his hotel. We made plans to see each other next week.”

“That’s good to hear. I was hoping you wanted to make peace with your father. I know he certainly wanted to make peace with you.”

She smiled softly, “So you’ve been manipulating and conniving with my father?”

“Only as much as necessary,” he replied. “We thought you wanted to see him, but it was difficult to make the decision based on the hope of your father and the speculation of Lucas.”

Chloe frowned, said, “What did Lucas have to do with it?”

“Everything and nothing.”

“And what does that mean, exactly?”

Lex was quiet for a moment then rolled towards her, “Chloe,” Lex said quietly. “I don’t want to talk about Lucas right now. I’ll tell you everything after we return to Metropolis, but for now, just let it be.”

She didn’t want to let anything go. She wanted to know everything at this very moment. Wanted all her questions to be answered and all his answers to be factual.

But there was something strange in his eyes, so she squinted at him, and said, “Promise?”

“Yes,” he said forcefully. “May the heavens strike me dead if I lie to you.”

She gave him a skeptical look, and he chuckled wryly, added, “Okay, if I ever lie to you again.”

She snorted, said, “That sounds good in theory, but only time will tell.”

He nodded, “I mean it, and I plan on proving it to you.”

“We’ll see.”

He smirked at her, bent his head and kissed the sensitive spot just below her ear. She shivered, turned her head towards his and giggled. “Hey,” she said. “Don’t be getting any ideas. I didn’t come here for that.”

He laughed, pulled her closer until she was trapped in the circle of his arms. He sighed, said, “There is one thing we should talk about.”

“What’s that?”

“We didn’t use any protection yesterday.”

“I know,” she muttered. “But I’m on the pill, so we should be okay.”

“You’re not worried I might have picked up some kind of disease during all my fornication?”

She shook her head, said, “Well, you don’t fornicate nearly as often as some would like to believe. And, foolish or not, I don’t believe you’d endanger me by being irresponsible. If you were worried about having a life-threatening STD, you wouldn’t have allowed yourself to forego protection.”

“Actually, if I thought I had a life-threatening disease, I wouldn’t have fucked you at all.”

She laughed, “Um…thanks…I think…”

He gave her a soft look, said almost hesitantly, “There’s something else we should talk about.”

“I wouldn’t have an abortion, so no worries there.”

He raised his brows at her in surprise, “Good to know, but that wasn’t what I wanted to talk about.”

She frowned, “What then?”

“I need to explain what happened.”

Her frown deepened, “What happened when?”

“Back in Smallville,” he said softly. “After my father’s trial.”

She shook her head, and tried to pull away from him, said, “No, Lex. There’s no reason to talk about it now. It’s done and over with, and I don’t think rehashing it a decade later is going to matter at all. It’s best to just forget about it.”

Lex let her pull away, but kept his arms around her. He was watching her, his eyes seeming to burn with heat. He licked his lips, said firmly, “No, Chloe. I have to tell you. I know how it looked to you, and I’ve always regretted not setting the record straight.”

She relaxed slightly, sighed tiredly, “If you must, but it won’t matter. You can’t take it back.”

“I know,” he said. “But at least this way you won’t continue to believe I was using you.”

“Weren’t you?”

“No, I never used you. That was never my intention.”

Lex,” Chloe murmured. “You spent an entire year getting close to me, and then, once you were finished with me, you discarded me. How is that not using someone?”

“Discarding you was never my intention either.”

“Intention or not, that’s exactly what you did. You ran out on me and basically never spoke to me again. You pretended none of it ever happened, and even went out of your way to do and say hurtful things to me. You completely forgot about me, and the things I’d done for you, and instead you put all your energy into finding those God-forsaken stones and digging into Clark’s secrets and manipulating Lana out of her fucking panties. It nearly killed me, but even then I stupidly thought that you might try to contact me once you’d fulfilled your hateful agendas. But I was wrong, and your agendas just kept getting bigger and more fucked up until finally you took what you wanted and then threw me away for good.”

“That wasn’t the way it was supposed to be. I didn’t want it to end like that.”

“How was it supposed to be, Lex?” Chloe blinked rapidly, tried to stop the tears threatening to flood her eyes. “Did you plan on confessing your undying love for me? Did you think I’d let you continue to fuck me even after I found out that you were still seeing Lana? What exactly did you expect to happen?”

“I hadn’t planned on fucking you at all,” Lex admitted. “I was going to tell you the entire sordid tale regarding my relationship with Lana, but by the time I caught up with you, it was too late. You wouldn’t even look at me, and I had to accept that it was over.”

“So it was my fault?!”

“No, I take all the blame,” he said. “I should’ve left you alone, and I tried, but I just couldn’t do it anymore. You challenged my virility, and you were obviously more than willing, and I just couldn’t deny myself anymore. I had to have you, no matter the cost.”

“You mean you didn’t just fuck me as a means of entertainment and then regret the impulse and make a run for it?”

Lex laughed humorlessly, said, “Fuck no. I definitely wanted you, so don’t ever doubt that. Hell, I’d wanted you for years, but I always kept my distance because I didn’t want to taint you with my issues, and end up being the cause of your untimely ruin.”

“That’s stupid.”

Lex shrugged, “Stupid or not, that’s really how I felt. You were always so beautiful and vivacious and all I could think about was how I would drain the life from you, bit-by-bit. I couldn’t bear the thought. But then, after all those years of holding you at arms length, I went and fucked it up anyway. I’d never felt that kind of guilt before and I just couldn’t take the thought of damaging you any further. So, I just left it alone.”

“God, you’re stupidity is never-ending,” Chloe muttered heatedly. “You’re always making assumptions based on your own low opinion of yourself, even though you’re totally biased to the extent of your character. You should’ve at least had enough respect for me to let me make my own decisions, and the fact you couldn’t do so says a lot about how you perceive me.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean,” Chloe sneered. “That you regard me in the same light that you regard Lana. You consider me incapable of making serious decisions, and you have no respect for my judgment.”

“That’s not true at all. Lana is a conniving, manipulative child. She always has been and always will be. You’re nothing like her, and I would never treat you like that.”

“What’s so different about they way you’ve treated us?”

“I’m not going to lie to you, Chloe,” Lex said. “At one point I had deluded myself into believing that Lana was the type of woman I wanted. But that was before I saw her for who she really was. I thought she was a sweet, naïve young woman, when in reality she was nothing more than a power-hungry, scheming bitch. I got what I deserved on that front.”

“That’s putting it mildly.”

“I know. I’m sure I deserved even more of a punishment, but being stuck with her for so long should be punishment enough.”

“If you dislike her so much, how are you stuck with her?”

Lex looked thoughtful for a moment then said, “At first, I felt responsible for her. She had no place to go, no relatives, no real friends, and no means to support herself. So I kept her around and took care of her as best I could. I know she always made it out like we were still an intimate couple, but that hasn’t been true for years. And she’s been with someone else for the last couple of years, so I have to believe he’s the father of her baby.”

“Dating someone else? If she’s been dating someone else, why haven’t I heard about it at all?”

“Because he’s running for public office and neither of them want to deal with the little complication of explaining their relationship to the voting community.”

Chloe frowned. This was all so bizarre. So many secrets; so little time. She was starting to get a headache.

“Who is it? I want to believe you, Lex, but you’ll have to tell me who it is you’re referring to.”

Lex gave her a pained look, said quietly, “Pete Ross.”

Chloe laughed, “Pete? She’s been dating Pete? Ha! I never would’ve guessed that one! I suppose I can see why they decided to keep it a secret, but I don’t see how you play into this. Pete’s always hated you.”

“Pete has never liked me, and he probably never will. But he holds some kind of gratitude that I took care of Lana for so long when I didn’t have to. And the fact that I keep some of the heat off of him helps as well.”

“What’s he so worried about? Why does he think the public will care who he dates?”

“Partly her long-term association with me. But more than that, it’s still not particularly acceptable for him to be romantically linked to a white woman. I know, that sounds stupid, but he would suffer in the polls because of it. Once he’s in office, he can date whomever he chooses.”

“That’s crazy!”

“I know it sounds crazy, but it’s the truth. You can call him yourself and ask him.”

She nodded, “Maybe I will. Just so I can tell him what a chicken shit politician he’s become.”

Lex laughed, “Happens to the best of them eventually.”

“That’s for sure,” she replied.

This was all too much. Too much information. Too many details she didn’t understand. She was supposed to be on vacation, not discussing painful moments from the past. She looked at Lex and sighed, “This has all been really informative, and I know there’s still a lot we need to discuss, but do you think we can hold off until later. I’m sick of talking about the past. I just want to enjoy the right now for as long as I have it.”

“Whatever you want, Chloe, I’ll wait as long as you want.”

She snorted, said, “We sure are fucked up, aren’t we?”

He nodded, “Yes, we’re definitely fucked up.”

“I’m sure there’s no hope for us now.”

“If there’s one thing you’ve taught me, Chloe, it’s that there’s always hope.”

She smiled, rolled her eyes at him. Stopped her self from poking him in the stomach.

Things would be different now, but everything was still the same. She didn’t feel that sickness in the pit of her stomach anymore, but it would take a lot of time before she’d be totally at ease around Lex. She couldn’t just assume he was being sincere, and really wasn’t sure if her doubts would ever leave her entirely.

But she wanted to try. If nothing else, she wanted to put the past behind her and move on – even if only as friends. She could deal with that. Mostly.

Chloe sighed, decided to worry about that when the time came. She looked down at her once pristine green dress, groaned, “I never should’ve fallen asleep in this dress. It’s probably ruined.”

“I’ll buy you a new one.”

“I don’t want a new one, I happen to like this one.”

“I did notice something last night,” he said as he sat up on his elbow and reached for her. “Something that needs further investigation.”

She giggled, swatted his hand away, “And what would that be?”

“Your obvious lack of panties.”

Her eyes widened, and she giggled again, “I didn’t think you noticed.”

“Not notice?” he asked. “How could I not notice with you sticking your ass in my face like a cat in heat?”

“I most certainly did not!” she said defensively. “I was just inspecting the contents of the box!”

“And I think you protest too much, Ms. Sullivan.”

She tried to keep a straight face. Managed to hold his gaze for longer than she thought possible.

Especially since his free hand was sliding up her bare leg.

He caressed the outside of her thigh, his fingers dancing up over her hip and around the curve of her ass. He smirked knowingly, said, “Just as I thought. No panties.”

She managed to glare at him, sneered, “Take that!”

“I am,” he drawled. “Quite seriously offended.”

Her eyes widened, and she felt a familiar ache starting at her center. “What are you going to do about it?”

“I’m not sure,” he replied, his hands now squeezing the flesh of her ass. “But I know this must not go unpunished.”

She couldn’t take it anymore. She laughed. Loudly. Until tears burned in her eyes.

And it felt good.

When she finally calmed down she noticed Lex was eyeing her cautiously. “Not buying it?” he asked dryly.

She smothered another burst of laughter with a hand over her mouth. Shook her head in denial.

He growled at her, moved over her fluidly, yanking the dress up and out of the way. He knelt between her splayed legs, his hands massaging her hips rhythmically, his eyes intent on her exposed pussy. His tongue snaked out, wetting his lips hungrily, and Chloe’s stomach clenched instinctively.

He bent his head down, licked a path down her stomach and nuzzled her intimate flesh.

She gasped and her back arched, her eyes closing as his tongue worked her over. Pleasure pulsed through her entire body, her silk-covered breasts tingling with the need to be touched.

She clutched at his head, pulled him closer, rocked against him. Cried out as his tongue delved into her heat and his nose nudged her clit. She felt herself falling apart already. Didn’t want it to ever stop.

He gripped her ass, lifted her higher, giving himself better access to her core. He brought a hand up, sunk two fingers into her body, and used his tongue to tease her clit firmly. He was panting against her, his frantic breath igniting her desire even further.

She moved her legs insistently, reached down and pulled on his shoulders. She wanted his cock inside her. Wanted him to fuck her senseless.

He moved up her body, kissing a path to her mouth, his lips and teeth working ravenously. He licked the line of her lips, teasing her mouth until she finally grasped his head and pulled him against her.

She opened for him, her breath catching at the taste of herself on his tongue. Her hips bucked against his pelvis, rubbing her stomach against his erection. She wrapped her legs around his, hooking her feet on his calves and urging him closer.

He got his hands beneath him, straightened his arms and forced her to loosen her legs. He sat back, his gaze hot on hers as he stroked his hands down her body. He gripped her dress by the deep neckline, gave a vicious yank and tore it down the front.

Chloe gasped, choked in outraged longing. Was so turned on she couldn’t focus on anything but his hands and mouth on her breasts. She writhed beneath him, her hips pumping wildly, her fingers digging into the back of his head firmly.

She took a deep breath, took her mind off the overwhelming sensations by focusing on aligning her pussy with his thick substance. She squirmed and thrashed, choked back a whimper as she finally felt his cock sliding against her heat. She planted one foot, hooked the other over his hip and bucked her hips, a hiss of pleasure leaving her lips as the head of his cock penetrated her.

Lex tried to move away from her, but her hands and legs held him firmly in place. He groaned against her breasts, his tongue once again working her nipple. He put most of his weight on his arms, and let his pelvis ease forward and he slowly sunk into her.

She released his head, reached down and grasped his ass, pulling him into her. She moaned loudly, lifted her head higher and licked the top of his smooth scalp. Wished he was closer so she could kiss him properly.

He lifted his head sharply, his eyes burning into hers as he pulled out of her, paused then slid back in. He thrust smoothly, seemed relaxed and leisurely. His eyes never leaving her face.

She whimpered, released his ass and pushed against his chest. Wanted the relaxed leisurely pace forgotten. Wanted him to feel as wild and untamed as she felt at the very moment.

He gave her a questioning look, but did as she silently demanded and sat back on his heals, his hands moving to her hips. Then continued his relaxed, leisurely strokes, the look of contented pleasure enough to make her center pulse around him.

Chloe made a frustrated sound in her throat, her hands coming over her head and gripping the headboard tightly. She used the headboard as leverage and began to move beneath him, forcing the rhythm faster and harder. She brought one hand down, found her clit and rubbed the slick bundle of nerves firmly.

Lex grunted with effort, started pumping his hips faster, until he was pounding into her. He was using his hands to urge her faster, his fingers digging into her hips painfully. He was focused on her hands on her clit, and he bit his bottom lip, pushed into her harder.

She squirmed closer, putting her shoulders beneath her and placing her feet on the bed behind his legs. She lifted her hips, used her legs to force him closer. Felt the tension in her body begin to peak.

He gripped her hips tighter, straightened his arms and leaned back. Gave her exactly what she wanted and slammed into her hard and fast, his arms pulling her towards him as he pumped into her.

She moaned, choked as saliva pooled in her mouth, the pressure at her center quickly becoming overwhelming. Her thighs burned with exertion, her stomach quivering as her pleasure crested.

He shattered right before she did. She heard his helpless shout of release, felt his cock throb inside her. Felt the hot spurt of his come inside her.

And then she came apart too, her inner muscles milking him, her hand on her clit extending the vibrations of her orgasm until she thought it would never end.

He fell on top of her, his arms coming around her, his breath hot and wet against her neck.

They didn’t say anything, just remained wrapped around each other as if nothing else mattered.

Each lost in their own thoughts, in the comfort of each other’s arms.

And Chloe had to wonder what would happen from here.

She contemplated the reality of her current situation and had to wonder if things would ever turn out as she’d hoped. If she’d ever get what she really wanted.

Couldn’t decide if she ever really wanted it in the first place.

* * *

Chloe and Lex were lounging in the library. She was working on her laptop, and he was pretending to do work on the other side of the room. But she could feel his eyes on her. Knew that he wasn’t actually accomplishing anything.

They’d been lazing around all day, had barely made it out of bed before noon. They ended up sharing a shower, which surprisingly didn’t end up being erotic at all, and by the time they made it into the kitchen, Chloe had been starving.

After eating, they made their way to the library, and that’s where they’d been ever since. She’d spent that past few hours watching Lex pretending not to watch her, and she’d been scheming her plan of attack for most of that time.

They both jumped as a door slammed violently. They looked at each other, wide eyed and a little confused. “What was that?” Chloe asked in a hushed voice.

Lex shrugged, “I have no idea.”

They both stood up, slowly crept nearer to the door. Lex opened it, peeked out into the hallway.

Then there was a voice, “Chlooooo—eeeee!!!!”

Chloe started again at the sound of her name being roared from the lower level. “Lucas!” she gasped. “Oh my God! He must’ve decided to come back and fight for my honor!”

Lex rolled his eyes, “You mean he got toasted and horny and decided to seek you out for his own selfish pleasure.”

“Hmph, that sounds more like your kind of game,” she retorted grumpily then glared at him, “Maybe he realized what an ass he’s been and wants to apologize.”

Lex scoffed, “And maybe he’s delusional and considers you the next best thing to crack.”

Lucas’ drunken bellow interrupted them, “Think y’can – shack up wi’ m’ brotha – get ‘way wi’ it!” He coughed, took a loud wheezing breath, muttered loudly. “I kill ya…both ya…”

Chloe stepped out into the hallway, tiptoed to the stairway and peeped around the corner. Lucas was leaning heavily on rail, a flask and a lit cigarette in the same hand. He raised hos other hand, scratched his forehead with the muzzle of his – gun.

Chloe’s eyes widened in horror, inhaled sharply, the sudden burst of sound catching Lucas’ attention.

Chloe didn’t waste any time, just turned tail and ran down the hallway back towards Lex. Panted, “He’s right behind me! Run!”

Lex gave her an annoyed look, but let her push him back into the room and slam the door. He gave her an annoyed look, “What are you talking about? Why would we run from my brother?”

“Because he’s piss drunk, he’s threatening to kill us and he’s armed!” Chloe grabbed him by his hand and pulled him to the middle of the room. “Is there another way out of here?”

“Yes and no”

Chloe eyed him suspiciously, “What do you mean, yes and no!? Either there’s a way out or there isn’t! Now which is it!?”

“Chloe!!” Lucas pounded on the door. “Op’n the door or I’ll – I’ll break it down!”

Chloe gazed up at Lex, muttered heatedly, “Damn it, Lex, we gotta go now!”

Lex frowned, walked towards the far inner wall, reached into the bookcase and flipped a book over. Punched in a series of numbers then stood back as the wall shifted over. He glanced at her over his shoulder, asked pleasantly, “Well, are you going to join me or would you rather wait around for your lover boy?”

Chloe glared at him, but remained quiet, hurried through the doorway into Lex’s secret room. She stopped just inside the room, glanced around, her jaw dropping in awe at her surrounding. “What the hell is this place?”

“It’s a panic room.”

Chloe laughed, moving further into the room as the door slid shut behind her. “A panic room? You had a panic room installed because why? The last one worked out so well you thought you should have one in every house you own?”

Lex gave her a dirty look, “The other panic room was perfectly fine. It was the company that was the problem.”

“For such lousy company, you sure spent a lot of time with her after-the-fact.”

“I already explained that association with you.”

She rolled her eyes, said, “I really couldn’t care less anyway, so please don’t mention it again.”

“Fine.”

“Good.”

They sat back, watched the television screen as Lucas prowled around the room muttering to himself. He weebled drunkenly, stagger a few steps forward, fell to the side, wobbled backwards.

She should’ve known his drinking was getting out of hand. Should’ve done something to make him see how dangerous his behavior was. Wondered when his actions had become so erratic and violent. Couldn’t believe she’d missed the transition so easily.

Then again, maybe she’d missed it intentionally. No one wanted to admit when those close to them had a serious problem. Because that person’s problem immediately became their problem and most people had enough problems, without taking into consideration the problems of those around them. Or something.

“Damn it, Chloe,” Lex grumbled. “He’s drinking my scotch!”

She looked back at the screen, giggled at the image of Lucas drinking scotch from the obnoxiously expensive, crystal decanter. “And I care because…?”

“That’s very expensive scotch! It’s not meant to be swilled like common – tequila!”

“Well, for your information, Mr. Luthor, good tequila is not meant to be swilled, either!”

Lex didn’t reply. He was too busy watching his brother swill his fine scotch, the look of dismay on Lex’s face the same of that on Lucas’.

Lucas was obviously not enjoying the taste of Lex’s fine scotch.

“Lex,” Chloe said teasingly. “I think he’s drinking it just to spite you.”

“Of course, that’s the only reason he ever does anything anymore.”

“Come on, Lex. Not everything Lucas does is just to spite you.”

“He went out with you, didn’t he?”

Chloe gasped in outrage, “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!”

Lex made a frustrated sound, shook his head dismissively then turned away from her, and began to pace, “Just forget about. We have more important things to worry about right now.”

Chloe wanted to continue the conversation. Wanted to know what Lex had meant by that comment. Wanted to know the truth about everything.

But she wanted to get out of here more badly than wanting to know the answers. First they’d worry about getting out of this alive and then she’d make him tell her everything she wanted to know.

One way or another.

Lex stopped his pacing, eyed the screen skeptically, said, “I’ll just go outside and talk to him.”

“But Lex, he has a gun!”

Lex looked unimpressed, “It’s probably not even loaded, Chloe, so just relax.”

“Relax!?” Chloe seethed. “Relax!? A drunken maniac, wielding a loaded fucking gun, is turning this place upside down in search of us and you have nerve enough to tell me to relax!?”

Lex gave her a pinched look, “Well, don’t you think you’re overreacting just a little?”

“No, I don’t think I’m overreacting! And you best shut your mouth before I make an easy target out of you!”

“You wouldn’t?”

“Try me.”

He opened his mouth to say something, but immediately shut it as Lucas’ ranting drew nearer. He peered at her worriedly, leaned back against the wall and used his legs to brace himself there. Just in case she got any ideas and decided to hit the button that opened the hidden door.

Chloe turned her head away from him, allowed herself the tiniest of smiles before once again focusing on the whereabouts of Lucas. He sat slumped in a chair, his head lolling back against the cushion.

“Lex,” Chloe whispered. “I think he’s actually going to pass out in the chair.”

Lex grunted, “I’m not surprised. He never was able to tolerate my kind of liquor.”

Chloe rolled her eyes, ignored his grouchy comment, said, “Once he passes out, we can sneak out and take the gun away.”

“That could take a while.”

She nodded, “From the looks of his wobbling, I’d have to say at least an hour.”

Lex frowned, “What the fuck are we supposed to do in here until then?”

“I’m sorry, Lex, but do you have somewhere to be?”

He gave her a dirty look, shook his head, “Not really.”

“Then either come up with an alternative plan or shut the fuck up.”

He scowled at her. Decided to shut the fuck up.

Minutes ticked by. Lucas remained awake. Continued to drink Lex’s scotch. Continued to mutter to him self drunkenly. Continued to wave that fucking gun around like a damned flag.

After thirty minutes Chloe was starting to fidget. She turned to Lex, said, “Maybe we should call the police.”

“He’s my brother, Chloe,” Lex said. “I can’t have him arrested.”

Chloe huffed, “I suppose not, even if he is threatening our lives.”

“I still say the gun’s not real.”

Chloe narrowed her eyes at him. She knew that gun was real. Knew Lucas wouldn’t compound foolishness by going into a potentially dangerous situation without proper weaponry. “Would you care to place a friendly wager on it?”

Lex eyed her suspiciously, finally nodded, “Sure.”

“Terms?”

“Whoever wins gets something they want from the losing party.”

“Fine,” she agreed. “Want to shake on it?”

Lex smirked, “I can think of a better way to seal the deal.”

Chloe snorted, said, “I’m not fucking you in your panic room, so just get that thought right out of your freaking head.”

Lex looked disappointed, but he didn’t press the issue. He rubbed his hands over his face, walked over and picked up the phone. Was about to dial when Chloe noticed Lucas slump in the chair.

“Lex, wait!”

He peered at her tiredly, asked, “Why?”

She smirked, “I’m pretty sure it’s lights out for Lucas.”

Lex dropped the phone, walked over to her and studied the television. He nodded, “Sure looks that way. I’ll go out and see if I can get the gun away from him.”

Chloe glared at him, said, “There’s no way you’re going out there without me!”

“I don’t see why both of us should have to put ourselves in danger. There’s only one gun.”

“Then I’ll go get it myself,” she retorted.

Lex glared at her, walked to the doorway and hit a few buttons. The door slid open quietly and they crept out, each moving slowly towards Lucas.

She reached him first, bent down and scooped up the gun without incident. Lucas was dead to the world, a line of drool already running from the corner of his curved lips. He snored softly, his arms hugging himself in his sleep.

Chloe shook her head, muttered, “Stupid, drunken fool.”

Lex nodded, “Lucas will be getting some help just as soon as he sobers up enough to be coerced into signing the paperwork.”

“What should we do with him now?”

“I’ll take care of it.

Chloe didn’t argue, just turned and left the room.

She put the gun in a safe place then changed her clothes.

Made her way to Lex’s bedroom and hid under the covers.

She’d had enough for one day.

And tomorrow was her birthday.

TBC

lj715
26th December 2006, 23:51
Another excellent chapter! The smut was hot & I love how you incorporated the panic room in there. I hope Lex was truthful re: why he was with Lana etc. Can't wait for more.

TheDragonLady
27th December 2006, 00:28
Poor Lucas! LOL I ADORE this story...

buffiy18
27th December 2006, 04:07
LUCAS... what a dumbF#ck! Well it was kind of sweet how we was hurt and did not want to share his girlfriend, I know I would not want to either. You never told us if the gun was real/loaded or not... so many questions you keep creating and not answering with each chapter, it just makes me want to read the next chapter that much more.

I really liked the banter between Chloe and Lex in bed and how is promised to never lie to her again... I am starting to think his feelings for her are very serious... makes me think that if he wins he may ask her again to marry him... or something along those lines. :wub:

gecko
27th December 2006, 11:25
loved it, crazy lucas interupting chloe and lex, love the chloe and lex scenes can't wait for the next installment

Zannie
27th December 2006, 14:25
Chloe woke up still nestled in his arms. He was warn and solid beneath her, and she reveled in the sound of his heartbeat under her ear. She squirmed, squeezed her eyes shut and tried to go back to sleep.

Felt his eyes boring a hole through her.

What a nice way to wake up, until you feel his eyes boring into you. That's the surest detriment to going back to sleep and forces you to really wake up so you can verify he’s actually staring at you. Very annoying. I'm glad she grumbled at him for disturbing her sleep.


Lex was quiet for a moment then rolled towards her, “Chloe,” Lex said quietly. “I don’t want to talk about Lucas right now. I’ll tell you everything after we return to Metropolis, but for now, just let it be.”

*grumbles* Hmph. I want to know now!


She didn’t want to let anything go. She wanted to know everything at this very moment. Wanted all her questions to be answered and all his answers to be factual.

Exactly. I'm glad Chloe knows how I feel.


“You’re not worried I might have picked up some kind of disease during all my fornication?”

Heheh. I love that Lex used the word fornication. I wish I could actually hear him say it.


“I need to explain what happened.”

Her frown deepened, “What happened when?”

“Back in Smallville,” he said softly. “After my father’s trial.”

Ah ha! *rubs hands together* Now we're getting to the good juicy explanations I've so been looking forward to.


“Intention or not, that’s exactly what you did. You ran out on me and basically never spoke to me again. You pretended none of it ever happened, and even went out of your way to do and say hurtful things to me. You completely forgot about me, and the things I’d done for you, and instead you put all your energy into finding those God-forsaken stones and digging into Clark’s secrets and manipulating Lana out of her fucking panties. It nearly killed me, but even then I stupidly thought that you might try to contact me once you’d fulfilled your hateful agendas. But I was wrong, and your agendas just kept getting bigger and more fucked up until finally you took what you wanted and then threw me away for good.”

Well, that's a good summary of the crap the Chlex relationship has become on the show. I wish there was some way to explain it all. I'm counting on your brilliance to make it all right.


Lex laughed humorlessly, said, “Fuck no. I definitely wanted you, so don’t ever doubt that. Hell, I’d wanted you for years, but I always kept my distance because I didn’t want to taint you with my issues, and end up being the cause of your untimely ruin.”

“That’s stupid.”

Quite stupid. And very Lex-like. Sometimes I wonder if such a manipulative, insecure asshole would be worth the trouble.

And then I realize what I'm considering and want to smack myself for my stupidity.

Of course, it would be worth it. It's Lex.


“I know. I’m sure I deserved even more of a punishment, but being stuck with her for so long should be punishment enough.”

Nope. Uh-uh. It's not nearly punishment enough for the torture it's done to me, er, Chloe . . . er, us.


Who is it? I want to believe you, Lex, but you’ll have to tell me who it is you’re referring to.”

Lex gave her a pained look, said quietly, “Pete Ross.”

Heheh. I love it. Excellent twist. And taking it right back to canon.


She smiled, rolled her eyes at him. Stopped her self from poking him in the stomach.

Hmph. Why did she stop herself? I would have loved to see her poke him in the stomach.


She couldn’t take it anymore. She laughed. Loudly. Until tears burned in her eyes.

And it felt good.

I love this part. It's so sweet. I'm so glad Chloe is feeling happy again.

I'm feeling better about Lex (he's not nearly so smug and annoying as he was before), but I still don't like how he was acting to Chloe earlier. I'm still hoping he'll fess up and come clean about everything. Maybe get awkward and embarrassed about it.

That would be nice. The more awkward the better.


She took a deep breath, took her mind off the overwhelming sensations by focusing on aligning her pussy with his thick substance. She squirmed and thrashed, choked back a whimper as she finally felt his cock sliding against her heat. She planted one foot, hooked the other over his hip and bucked her hips, a hiss of pleasure leaving her lips as the head of his cock penetrated her.

I like this whole bit--very hot. But I'm now considering the various ways I can use the word "align" during smut scenes. I've never even thought about it before, and now I'm not sure why. Heh. Yay! I'm excited about another new smut word.


Then there was a voice, “Chlooooo—eeeee!!!!”

Chloe started again at the sound of her name being roared from the lower level. “Lucas!” she gasped. “Oh my God! He must’ve decided to come back and fight for my honor!”

Ha! I love it! Lucas has come back! I wondered what had happened to him.


Lucas’ drunken bellow interrupted them, “Think y’can – shack up wi’ m’ brotha – get ‘way wi’ it!” He coughed, took a loud wheezing breath, muttered loudly. “I kill ya…both ya…”

Chloe stepped out into the hallway, tiptoed to the stairway and peeped around the corner. Lucas was leaning heavily on rail, a flask and a lit cigarette in the same hand. He raised hos other hand, scratched his forehead with the muzzle of his – gun.

Whoa! I was giggling at his drunken slurred comments, but I certainly didn't expect this.


“It’s a panic room.”

*cackle* Brilliant.


“Fine.”

“Good.”

Heh. I love that they're both pouting like children. A sure sign of true love.


Chloe snorted, said, “I’m not fucking you in your panic room, so just get that thought right out of your freaking head.”

Heh. Good for you, Chloe. Don't cave to him. I love their banter about drunken Lucas and Lex's outrage over Lucas drinking his scotch.

And I'm quite intrigued by Lex's comment about Lucas's dating Chloe to spite him. In some ways, that would be disappointing to poor Chloe--to once again not be wanted for herself. But it does imply that Lex has feelings about her that Lucas is aware of, so I can definitely see it being spun in a very positive way for all involved (except Lucas, of course).

I like Lex much better in this chapter and I'm prepared to believe that Lex was awkward and nervous about what was going to happen so he was overcompensating with the assholery. But I'm still looking forward to him spilling out his feelings--hopefully with a lot of feet shuffling and squirming. Heh. Please? It’s my birthday today.

I can't wait to see how you put the remaining pieces together. Is there just one more chapter? Is it going to be done today?

Could I be so lucky on my birthday?

JosiCuervo
27th December 2006, 19:06
Is there just one more chapter? Is it going to be done today?

Could I be so lucky on my birthday?
Just one more chapter, and that should be it. I'm hoping to get it up later today, but I'm not making any promises. I'm busy and I'm not feeling very motivated. I'll do my best, though. It being your birthday and all...

;)
Erica

somethingeasy
27th December 2006, 22:36
Felt his eyes boring a hole through her.

“Stop leering at me,” she grumbled.

He chuckled, the vibrations rolling through her, “You’re the one who snuck into my bed, so by all technicalities, I’m allowed to leer as much as I want.”

Even when they are barely lucid in the early morning, Chlex banter is STILL great fun to read through. I actually like the idea of Lex obsessively staring at Chloe while she’s sleeping… but I can understand why that might get a little creepy after a while.


“Only as much as necessary,” he replied. “We thought you wanted to see him, but it was difficult to make the decision based on the hope of your father and the speculation of Lucas.”

Is this the speculation of Lucas as overheard by Lex two days ago? Or is it speculation that Lucas shared with Lex long before the meeting with all L-named people?

How long before?


But there was something strange in his eyes, so she squinted at him, and said, “Promise?”

“Yes,” he said forcefully. “May the heavens strike me dead if I lie to you.”

She gave him a skeptical look, and he chuckled wryly, added, “Okay, if I ever lie to you again.”

She snorted, said, “That sounds good in theory, but only time will tell.”

He’s acting very sweet this morning. But I’m still highly suspicious. So far, Lex has been acting far too smug. Asking Chloe to marry him because SHE deserves to be happy with the man that SHE is madly is madly in love with. How about sharing a bit about how HE feels about the marriage proporsal?


She shook her head, said, “Well, you don’t fornicate nearly as often as some would like to believe. And, foolish or not, I don’t believe you’d endanger me by being irresponsible. If you were worried about having a life-threatening STD, you wouldn’t have allowed yourself to forego protection.”

That’s still a lot of risk to be taken on an assumption. Especially considering that Chloe had every reason to believe (at the time) that Lex was/is a disloyal dog who uses people and discards when their purpose has been served.


“I wouldn’t have an abortion, so no worries there.”

He raised his brows at her in surprise, “Good to know, but that wasn’t what I wanted to talk about.”

Erm… They are also being rather blasé about the possibility of pregnancy. Are they high or something?


She frowned, “What then?”

“I need to explain what happened.”

Her frown deepened, “What happened when?”

“Back in Smallville,” he said softly. “After my father’s trial.”

YES! Finally! We’re getting into the background info and flashback.


Lex,” Chloe murmured. “You spent an entire year getting close to me, and then, once you were finished with me, you discarded me. How is that not using someone?”

“Discarding you was never my intention either.”

“Intention or not, that’s exactly what you did. You ran out on me and basically never spoke to me again. You pretended none of it ever happened, and even went out of your way to do and say hurtful things to me. You completely forgot about me, and the things I’d done for you, and instead you put all your energy into finding those God-forsaken stones and digging into Clark’s secrets and manipulating Lana out of her fucking panties. It nearly killed me, but even then I stupidly thought that you might try to contact me once you’d fulfilled your hateful agendas. But I was wrong, and your agendas just kept getting bigger and more fucked up until finally you took what you wanted and then threw me away for good.”

Yikes! I can see why Chloe is so incredibly suspicious of Lex and his motivations. Based on his past behaviour, I probably wouldn’t have trusted him any further than I could have thrown him.

Probably less than that.


“That wasn’t the way it was supposed to be. I didn’t want it to end like that.”

“I hadn’t planned on fucking you at all,” Lex admitted. “I was going to tell you the entire sordid tale regarding my relationship with Lana, but by the time I caught up with you, it was too late. You wouldn’t even look at me, and I had to accept that it was over.”

“So it was my fault?!”

“No, I take all the blame,” he said. “I should’ve left you alone, and I tried, but I just couldn’t do it anymore. You challenged my virility, and you were obviously more than willing, and I just couldn’t deny myself anymore. I had to have you, no matter the cost.”

“You mean you didn’t just fuck me as a means of entertainment and then regret the impulse and make a run for it?”

Lex’s explanation was a good start. But Chloe seemed to be accepting EVERYTHING Lex was saying way to easily and readily. She knows that he’s a master scheming manipulator who has JUST been involved in a ‘relationship’ where he admitted he was just using his partner before getting ready to discard her.

AND Chloe knows (from experience) how easy it is for Lex to use and discard women this way.

WHY should she believe anything he says right now. This could just be the beginning of another scheme he’s hatching now.


“I’m not going to lie to you, Chloe,” Lex said. “At one point I had deluded myself into believing that Lana was the type of woman I wanted. But that was before I saw her for who she really was. I thought she was a sweet, naïve young woman, when in reality she was nothing more than a power-hungry, scheming bitch. I got what I deserved on that front.”

This was a good summation of the latest version of Lana that SV is pushing onto its dwindling audience.


“Dating someone else? If she’s been dating someone else, why haven’t I heard about it at all?”

“Because he’s running for public office and neither of them want to deal with the little complication of explaining their relationship to the voting community.”

This puzzled me. So now Lex’s explanation has changed from ‘I was using Lana in some complicated scheme’ to ‘I was protecting her and her new relationship’??

And what about those ‘come hither’ looks Lana was throwing at Lucas during the luncheon (or was it dinner)? If Lana is (finally) in a serious relationship with someone, shouldn’t she have stopped outrageously flirting and chasing other men?!


“Partly her long-term association with me. But more than that, it’s still not particularly acceptable for him to be romantically linked to a white woman. I know, that sounds stupid, but he would suffer in the polls because of it. Once he’s in office, he can date whomever he chooses.”

“That’s crazy!”

“I know it sounds crazy, but it’s the truth. You can call him yourself and ask him.”

She nodded, “Maybe I will. Just so I can tell him what a chicken shit politician he’s become.”

LOL! I can just imagine Chloe marching up to the upcoming president and calling him a coward straight to his face. AND I can imagine him cringing and trying to hide behind his security as she does it too.


“Whatever you want, Chloe, I’ll wait as long as you want.”

She snorted, said, “We sure are fucked up, aren’t we?”

He nodded, “Yes, we’re definitely fucked up.”

“I’m sure there’s no hope for us now.”

“If there’s one thing you’ve taught me, Chloe, it’s that there’s always hope.”

She smiled, rolled her eyes at him. Stopped her self from poking him in the stomach.

She’s being WAY too trusting and accepting of his reassurances and explanations. What happened to her paranoia about hidden agendas and undercover motivations?! What happened to her determination to never be used and tricked into anything by him again? What happened to her resolve to never show weakness before him?!

I know he’s saying all these sweet things and reasonable explanations, but surely Chloe needs more than that to drop her defences and become a puddle of sentimental mush again?!

I’m sorry… I’m just REALLY angry about how trusting she is being with someone who has a track record for being devious and manipulative… particularly with women he ‘claimed’ to have adored.


Things would be different now, but everything was still the same. She didn’t feel that sickness in the pit of her stomach anymore, but it would take a lot of time before she’d be totally at ease around Lex. She couldn’t just assume he was being sincere, and really wasn’t sure if her doubts would ever leave her entirely.

But she wanted to try. If nothing else, she wanted to put the past behind her and move on – even if only as friends. She could deal with that. Mostly.

At least I was glad to see that she wasn’t setting ALL her armour and defences aside. She still retains a healthy amount of scepticism around Lex. Hopefully she continues to keep up this protective barrier until Lex PROVES that he IS genuine and sincere.


“Not notice?” he asked. “How could I not notice with you sticking your ass in my face like a cat in heat?”

“I most certainly did not!” she said defensively. “I was just inspecting the contents of the box!”

“And I think you protest too much, Ms. Sullivan.”

LOL! Despite the fact that he cannot be trusted. Lex is a LOT of fun during his playful moods.


She tried to keep a straight face. Managed to hold his gaze for longer than she thought possible.

Especially since his free hand was sliding up her bare leg.

He caressed the outside of her thigh, his fingers dancing up over her hip and around the curve of her ass. He smirked knowingly, said, “Just as I thought. No panties.”

Playful and seriously HOT!


He gripped her ass, lifted her higher, giving himself better access to her core. He brought a hand up, sunk two fingers into her body, and used his tongue to tease her clit firmly. He was panting against her, his frantic breath igniting her desire even further.

Yummy! Especially the part how his breathing was stimulating her as much as his tongue and fingers.


He got his hands beneath him, straightened his arms and forced her to loosen her legs. He sat back, his gaze hot on hers as he stroked his hands down her body. He gripped her dress by the deep neckline, gave a vicious yank and tore it down the front.

Chloe gasped, choked in outraged longing. Was so turned on she couldn’t focus on anything but his hands and mouth on her breasts. She writhed beneath him, her hips pumping wildly, her fingers digging into the back of his head firmly.

That WAS rude, especially considering that Chloe has JUST told Lex how much she liked this dress… But it was hot too!


She took a deep breath, took her mind off the overwhelming sensations by focusing on aligning her pussy with his thick substance. She squirmed and thrashed, choked back a whimper as she finally felt his cock sliding against her heat. She planted one foot, hooked the other over his hip and bucked her hips, a hiss of pleasure leaving her lips as the head of his cock penetrated her.

Niiiice description of penetration. I liked how you went into detail about her legs hooking around for anchorage as her hips bucked up. I almost felt my own body move in conjunction with your description.


Lex grunted with effort, started pumping his hips faster, until he was pounding into her. He was using his hands to urge her faster, his fingers digging into her hips painfully. He was focused on her hands on her clit, and he bit his bottom lip, pushed into her harder.

Lex seems to be losing control… GOOD!


They didn’t say anything, just remained wrapped around each other as if nothing else mattered.

Each lost in their own thoughts, in the comfort of each other’s arms.

And Chloe had to wonder what would happen from here.

She contemplated the reality of her current situation and had to wonder if things would ever turn out as she’d hoped. If she’d ever get what she really wanted.

Couldn’t decide if she ever really wanted it in the first place.

I really liked this. How Chloe felt safe and secure in Lex’s arms, and yet her mind was in complete turmoil over her current choice in sexual partners. She wants to trust him, but experience and common sense would tell her that he’s just lying again.


Chloe and Lex were lounging in the library. She was working on her laptop, and he was pretending to do work on the other side of the room. But she could feel his eyes on her. Knew that he wasn’t actually accomplishing anything.

Heh. I really enjoyed reading about how Lex was actually too distracted to work.


Then there was a voice, “Chlooooo—eeeee!!!!”

Chloe started again at the sound of her name being roared from the lower level. “Lucas!” she gasped. “Oh my God! He must’ve decided to come back and fight for my honor!”

LOL at the thought of a drunken Lucas challenging his brother.


Lex scoffed, “And maybe he’s delusional and considers you the next best thing to crack.”

Huh? That was actually insulting. Why would Lucas have to be delusional to consider Chloe to be mind-blowing and addictive?


Chloe didn’t waste any time, just turned tail and ran down the hallway back towards Lex. Panted, “He’s right behind me! Run!”

Lex gave her an annoyed look, but let her push him back into the room and slam the door. He gave her an annoyed look, “What are you talking about? Why would we run from my brother?”

“Because he’s piss drunk, he’s threatening to kill us and he’s armed!” Chloe grabbed him by his hand and pulled him to the middle of the room. “Is there another way out of here?”

What the HELL??!! It was one thing to get rid of Lucas in such a quick and easy manner by just having him ‘disappear’ (I’m still hoping for an explanation for that ‘disappearance of the L-people). But now Lucas is being painted as a drunken, violent idiot?! Why don’t we just put a big black hat on him and a sign that says ‘This is the BAD boyfriend choice’?


“It’s a panic room.”

Chloe laughed, moving further into the room as the door slid shut behind her. “A panic room? You had a panic room installed because why? The last one worked out so well you thought you should have one in every house you own?”

ROFLOL at Chloe’s exasperated snark about Lex having installed a panic room in EVERY room in the house.


She rolled her eyes, said, “I really couldn’t care less anyway, so please don’t mention it again.”

“Fine.”

“Good.”

LOL about how sulky and snappish they are both acting.


She should’ve known his drinking was getting out of hand. Should’ve done something to make him see how dangerous his behavior was. Wondered when his actions had become so erratic and violent. Couldn’t believe she’d missed the transition so easily.

I couldn’t believe it either. This really hit me unexpectedly out of the blue. We went from Lucas being the ‘too nice to be a poor substitute rebound’ to Lucas being ‘the violent, drunken, dangerous asshole’.


“Damn it, Chloe,” Lex grumbled. “He’s drinking my scotch!”

She looked back at the screen, giggled at the image of Lucas drinking scotch from the obnoxiously expensive, crystal decanter. “And I care because…?”

“That’s very expensive scotch! It’s not meant to be swilled like common – tequila!”

“Well, for your information, Mr. Luthor, good tequila is not meant to be swilled, either!”

Lex didn’t reply. He was too busy watching his brother swill his fine scotch, the look of dismay on Lex’s face the same of that on Lucas’.

I LOVED Lex’s outrage over Lucas drinking his very expensive scotch. I’m ROFLMAO at the thought of Lex being angrier by the thought of someone gulping down his scotch rather than the thought of ANOTHER person breaking into the mansion with the intention of killing him.


“Lex,” Chloe said teasingly. “I think he’s drinking it just to spite you.”

“Of course, that’s the only reason he ever does anything anymore.”

“Come on, Lex. Not everything Lucas does is just to spite you.”

“He went out with you, didn’t he?”

Chloe gasped in outrage, “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!”

That was another insulting thing to say. Chloe has enough inferiority issues without Lex telling her that the only reason her long-term boyfriend was attracted to her was because he wanted to spite his brother.

I’m also curious about this. This could suggest that Lucas somehow knew Lex had feeling for Chloe, even before they went out on their first date. HOW could Lucas have found out such a thing? And then why did he decide to start pursuing Chloe… What was in it for him, besides ticking Lex off?


“Relax!?” Chloe seethed. “Relax!? A drunken maniac, wielding a loaded fucking gun, is turning this place upside down in search of us and you have nerve enough to tell me to relax!?”

Lex gave her a pinched look, “Well, don’t you think you’re overreacting just a little?”

LOL at Lex being to casual and blasé about this. I guess the poor guy has had his life threatened so many times, it has messed up his sense of danger, caution and self-preservation.


“I still say the gun’s not real.”

I suppose this would explain why Lex is not taking this seriously.


Chloe narrowed her eyes at him. She knew that gun was real. Knew Lucas wouldn’t compound foolishness by going into a potentially dangerous situation without proper weaponry. “Would you care to place a friendly wager on it?”

Lex eyed her suspiciously, finally nodded, “Sure.”

“Terms?”

“Whoever wins gets something they want from the losing party.”

LOL! I wonder who is going to win. I wonder what the winning party is going to demand. This should be interesting.


Chloe snorted, said, “I’m not fucking you in your panic room, so just get that thought right out of your freaking head.”

Despite the problems I’ve had with Lex’s easy explanations, Lucas’s too-quick transition into ‘evil and disposable’… I havr to say this was the FUNNIEST update so far. The one liners in it had me in hysterics… and the visual of Lex and Chloe hiding from a gun-toting drunk who was swilling down Lex’s precious scotch had me in stitches.


Lex nodded, “Lucas will be getting some help just as soon as he sobers up enough to be coerced into signing the paperwork.”

What paperwork? Does Lex mean a confession? How is Lex going to convince Lucas to confess to a crime he most likely will not even remember committing?


She put the gun in a safe place then changed her clothes.

She didn’t check the gun to see who won the bet. What happened to Chloe competitive nature?

Anyhow, I look forward to getting some explanations about Lucas’s behaviour. Not to mention some convincing words and behaviour from Lex that will allow Chloe to trust him again.

Update later tonight?

BellaMR
28th December 2006, 00:16
Damn, another boyfriend tried to kill her. So much for Lucas's promise. I'm loving this story. I can't wait for the next (and unfortunately last) installment.

pipersmum
28th December 2006, 03:09
Great story Josi I can't wait for it be explained exactly what he meant about Lucas going after Chloe :P

tiger04
28th December 2006, 05:28
Just wanted to tell you that I am loving this story. Lucas coming back drunk, crazy, and with a gun-Oh, the possibilities! When Chloe got to reconcile with her father that was a great moment. I can't wait until you update.

westwingwolf
28th December 2006, 06:11
Rationally I know that drunks with guns is not funny but Lex and Chloe's reactions made that whole scene hilarious.

Smut was fabulous and how Lex ripped the dress was hot.

I hope all works out for Chloe on her birthday and Lex explains everything to her. Lex can be his lovable manipulative self and still be good to Chloe.

starmoon
28th December 2006, 09:20
great story so far and very sexy please continue i can't wait for more.

Zannie
28th December 2006, 13:55
Just one more chapter, and that should be it. I'm hoping to get it up later today, but I'm not making any promises. I'm busy and I'm not feeling very motivated. I'll do my best, though. It being your birthday and all...

*sings* Where, oh, where is the last chapter of my birthday fic? Where, oh, where could it be?

somethingeasy
28th December 2006, 22:38
*sings* Where, oh, where is the last chapter of my birthday fic? Where, oh, where could it be?

long past my bedtime. I guess both me and Zannie are going to have to wait another day or so. Please update soon, Josi.

lilinny
29th December 2006, 04:38
Fantastic chapter.

FroggyJump
29th December 2006, 06:52
I really enjoyed what has been posted on this fic. I laughed at the situations that Chloe and Lucas found themselves in when they first started their relationship. I liked the banter that flowed throughout this chapter and how it came across so easily for Lex and chloe.

In the previous part I hated that Lucas was an ass to Chloe. It seemed as though Chloe had become the luthor punching bag at dinner.

Here are a few of the parts that I liked:



Felt his eyes boring a hole through her.

“Stop leering at me,” she grumbled.

He chuckled, the vibrations rolling through her, “You’re the one who snuck into my bed, so by all technicalities, I’m allowed to leer as much as I want.”



I enjoyed this line from Lex.



“Intention or not, that’s exactly what you did. You ran out on me and basically never spoke to me again. You pretended none of it ever happened, and even went out of your way to do and say hurtful things to me. You completely forgot about me, and the things I’d done for you, and instead you put all your energy into finding those God-forsaken stones and digging into Clark’s secrets and manipulating Lana out of her fucking panties. It nearly killed me, but even then I stupidly thought that you might try to contact me once you’d fulfilled your hateful agendas. But I was wrong, and your agendas just kept getting bigger and more fucked up until finally you took what you wanted and then threw me away for good.”

“That wasn’t the way it was supposed to be. I didn’t want it to end like that.”


What's that old adage...actions speak louder than words. It's good to read that Chloe is putting it all out there


Chloe started again at the sound of her name being roared from the lower level. “Lucas!” she gasped. “Oh my God! He must’ve decided to come back and fight for my honor!”

Lex rolled his eyes, “You mean he got toasted and horny and decided to seek you out for his own selfish pleasure.”

“Hmph, that sounds more like your kind of game,” she retorted grumpily then glared at him, “Maybe he realized what an ass he’s been and wants to apologize.”

Lex scoffed, “And maybe he’s delusional and considers you the next best thing to crack.”


I love their banter in this part, i cracked up laughing at Chloe claiming that Lucas was coming to defend her honour.



“Lex,” Chloe said teasingly. “I think he’s drinking it just to spite you.”

“Of course, that’s the only reason he ever does anything anymore.”

“Come on, Lex. Not everything Lucas does is just to spite you.”

“He went out with you, didn’t he?”

Chloe gasped in outrage, “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!”

Lex made a frustrated sound, shook his head dismissively then turned away from her, and began to pace, “Just forget about. We have more important things to worry about right now.”


Way to put your foot in your mouth Lex



She put the gun in a safe place then changed her clothes.

Made her way to Lex’s bedroom and hid under the covers.

She’d had enough for one day.

And tomorrow was her birthday.

TBC

I think when you have to place a gun away in a safe place then yes you deserve to go hide under the covers and call it a day.

I'm interested in why there seems to be a foreboding around Chloe's birthday, or could that just be me reading into it.

biscuits
29th December 2006, 09:11
A new Josi fic? how delightful. I cannot wait to see the conclusion of this fic. I especially appreciated your interpretation of Chloe's mother and how the fuckwittedness of the writers could be explained with serious, believable consequences. The smut was delightful, as always and although any mention of the couple-that-must-not-be-named anywhere near each other while naked is icky, I laughed out loud when Lex descibed coming on Lana's face. I wait in eager anticipation of whatever will come next.

SianUrsula
1st January 2007, 17:30
this story is simply fantastic. yay

JosiCuervo
2nd January 2007, 01:49
Note: This chapter is going to be a lot longer than I originally thought, so I'll be posting it in several parts.


Chapter four (part 1)


Chloe woke early. Grumbled at finding herself alone.

She’d spent another night in the warm, comfort of Lex’s arms, and was not at all pleased that he’d extricated himself from her clutches without her even noticing.

She crawled out of bed, wrapped Lex’s robe around her shoulders and went in search of him.

Found him in the library. Having a heated conversation with someone.

She turned to leave, not wanting to interrupt him. Stopped when she heard her name mentioned. Moved closer to the door and peeked into the room. Gasped as she saw that Lex was talking to Lucas.

Or rather, Lucas was talking at Lex.

“You better not hurt her, Lex.” Lucas said heatedly. “If you hurt her I’ll kick your fucking ass without a second thought.”

Chloe started, the words echoing in her head as confusion whirled to life inside her brain. What the fuck was Lucas talking about? Her original theory about his returning to take her back was immediately thrown out the window. Something very strange was going on here, and she was going to get to the bottom of it, one way or another.

“I don’t know what you’re worried about, Lucas,” Lex responded. “This was your idea in the first place. If you thought I was going to hurt her, you never would’ve told me how she felt about me.”

“Yeah well, I’m never entirely certain of your motives, and I still believe her happiness is worth the risk, but that won’t stop me from tearing you apart if this falls through and she gets hurt.”

“If you want this to work, then why’d you go against the original plan and come back here? I do’t think the drunken knight act was the way to push things in the right direction.”

“I drank too much and I started to feel guilty about ditching her here with you. I wondered if I’d made a mistake by doing so, if maybe I was wrong about her having feelings for you.”

“Why were you second-guessing yourself? Did you decide you wanted to keep her after all?”

“I always wanted her, Lex,” Lucas said. “But not if she wants you. Chloe deserves to be happy and if it’s your sorry ass that makes her happy, who am I to stand in the way of it? But only if you truly want her for herself and not for some stupid hidden agenda. You do actually want her…right?”

“Of course, I want her. You know damned well that I’ve always wanted her. That’s the only reason you pursued her in the first place.”

“That’s not true!”

Lex gave him a knowing look. Crossed his arms over his chest and waited.

Lucas rolled his eyes, said, “Fine. At first I went after her just because I saw the way you looked at her when you thought no one was looking, and I always enjoy messing with you. But I continued to pursue her because she got under my skin.”

Chloe gasped, was shocked. If she was hearing them correctly, both Luthor men were genuinely interested in gaining her affections. She smirked, felt pride and anger battling for dominance. It was annoying and part of her wanted to jump in and kill both of them, but it was also a nice switch for someone who’d spent most of her life feeling second-rate, at best. She needed to know more.

She frowned, leaned closer and listened intently.

“I’ll do a lot for you, Lex, but I’ll never forgive you for making me leer at Lana,” Lucas said sullenly. “That bitch gives me heartburn. For a while there, I didn’t think I could get drunk enough to leer at her convincingly, while still being coherent enough to say the line that would set all this in motion.”

Chloe gasped again, this time slapping her hand over her mouth to hush the sound. The no good, arrogant bastards had set her up. And she’d fallen for it – hook, line and sinker.

Lex laughed, “I was beginning to wonder. Luckily, Chloe had become rather pensive, so your shitty acting was totally lost on her. All she saw was you glancing at Lana, and that’s all it took.”

“It’s a good thing you had Lana feign interest, though. I think that’s what really set Chloe off.” Lucas chuckled. “How much longer will you and Lana have to keep up the bogus relationship?”

“Not much longer. Once Pete’s officially in office, they’ll elope and be done with it. Not a moment too soon either. She’s lucky I had something to gain from all this, otherwise she’d have been put up in an apartment far away from me.”

“But think of all the connections you gained. That must’ve made it a lot easier to deal with.”

“Indeed, but it was still painful.”

Lucas laughed, “No doubt. I would’ve strangled the bitch a long time ago, connections be damned.” He pause then said, “I was getting worried about Dad, that rotten son of a bitch, I thought for sure he was going to open his suddenly contrite mouth and ruin everything. I had to kick him under the table, just in case he was getting any ideas.”

“I wondered that myself. He sure was glad to leave. He barely waited for her to fall asleep before taking off.”

The Luthor men chuckled together, both obviously pleased with their actions. And she wanted to bust in their and strangle both of them. Wanted them to be sorry they’d ever messed with Chloe Sullivan. And they would…oh yes, they would.

Lucas gave Lex a serious look then asked, “Is everything going okay? Have you kept things on track, so far?”

Lex nodded, smiled smugly. “No need to worry, Lucas. Everything is A-okay.”

“Good. I was a little worried that you wouldn’t be able to pull it off. You looked a little sick as we were leaving, and I questioned whether you had the fortitude to not fuck it up.”

“What did you expect?” Lex asked. “I was setting myself up for failure. If things had gone badly, I would’ve not only lost my pride, but perhaps my balls as well. There was a lot at stake here.”

“I know that feeling. I was more than happy to leave before she could confront me. I prefer to keep my balls intact, thank you very much.” Lucas gave Lex a curious look then asked, “What did she say when you finally told her about our little plan?”

Lex suddenly looked uncomfortable, and his hands twitched some, as if he’d been on the verge of fidgeting. He gave Lucas a pained look, admitted, “I haven’t actually told her yet.”

“What!? Are you fucking crazy!?” Lucas nearly bellowed. “What the fuck are you waiting for!?”

Lex groaned, “There just hasn’t been an opportune moment.”

“Did she happen to ask about it?”

“Yes, but –”

“You don’t call that an opportune fucking moment?! For Christ’s sake, Lex, she’s going to castrate you before you can get to the really good parts!”

Lex glared at him, said, “I’m not the only one up for castration, Lucas. I’ll just be first on the chopping block.”

Lucas grimaced, “I know. I should probably go before she finds out.”

“You do know you’re going to have to get some treatment for your drinking problem, right?”

Lucas grimaced again, muttered, “Dad already mentioned it. I’ll go willingly, so you won’t have to actually coerce me into signing the admittance documentation.”

Lex smirked, ”Who said anything about coercing you?”

“I know you better than that. If I refused, you’d just wait until I went on a bender and then ask me to sign some kind of paperwork that would supposedly make me a very rich man. I may drink too much, but I‘m not completely stupid.”

“That’s up for debate.”

Chloe whirled around, the good-natured chuckling setting her blood boiling. She’d heard enough. She didn’t need to know anything else, and what she did need to know, she’d learn on her terms.

Very, very soon.

She just had to get a proper method of persuasion. Wanted to make sure they both knew she meant business. She wasn’t going to take anymore of their shit.

And she certainly wasn’t going to confront them wearing nothing but Lex’s bathrobe.

She strode back to her room, fuming and cursing both Luthor men straight to Hell.

Happy fucking birthday to me!

* * *

She returned fully dressed.

And wielding a gun.

She didn’t waste anymore time eavesdropping. She burst right in, held the gun casually at waist level and said, “Well, well, isn’t this just the cozy little soiree...”

Lucas’ eyes widened almost comically. Lex raised his brows at her with mild indifferently, said, “Now come on, Chloe, we both know that gun’s a fake, so there’s no point in being melodramatic.”

“Um…Lex,” Lucas mumbled uncomfortably.

Lex raised his hand dismissively, gave Chloe a tolerant look, said, “Just put the gun away, so we can all sit down and talk like rational adults.”

“Lex…”

“Not now, Lucas!”

“But –”

“Lucas, I don’t have time for your incessant prattling, so just shut your—”

Chloe rolled her eyes, pointed the gun at the far wall and squeezed the trigger. Grimaced at the shock that went through her hand and arm as the round left the chamber. Had to work at suppressing her grin as Lex just about jumped out of his skin. Said sweetly, “Maybe you should sit down and let me do the talking.”

He sat. Quickly. Glared at his brother and muttered, “I can’t believe you brought a loaded weapon into my house.”

Lucas gave him a sheepish look, “You expected me to go into a dangerous situation with a fake gun?! Are you crazy?!”

Lex shook his head at Lucas then turned his attention back to Chloe. He looked a little ruffled, but still mostly calm. He seemed to be cool and collected – unlike Lucas – who was already fidgeting and sweating.

She moved towards them, stopped in front of them and rested the gun along her side. “I would’ve hoped it wouldn’t have to come to this, but it seems as if you two are incapable of being absolutely honest with anyone – including yourselves.”

Lucas started to open his mouth, but Chloe’s pointed glare stopped him. So she continued, “I’m going to ask some very important questions, and all I want for a response is a raised hand. If the question pertains to you, just raise your hand. Who understands the instructions?”

Both men raised their hands.

“Whose idea was it to trick me into being here?”

Both men raised their hands.

Chloe scowled, asked, “Whose idea was it originally?”

Both men raised their hands.

Chloe’s scowl deepened, “Who decided I was in love with Lex and decided to conspire and scheme as a means to an end?”

Lucas raised his hand.

She stepped forward, poked him in the sternum so hard she thought she may have broken her finger. Lucas yelped and fell backwards on the sofa, his hand resting against the offended spot defensively. “What’d you do that for?!”

“That’s for being a sanctimonious asshole and not confronting me with your ridiculous assumptions regarding the state of my emotions.”

He scowled, said, “If you want to be that way about it, maybe you should’ve been honest with me in the first place, instead of constantly leading me on.”

“I never, ever led you on and you know it!” Chloe seethed. “You knew where I stood from the very beginning of our relationship, so don’t try to play the scorned victim in this!”

Lex interrupted, “Wait, Lucas knew where you stood from the beginning?”

Chloe nodded, “Of course. I’m not into leading people on. I may not have given him all the specific details of my disinterest in a serious, long-term relationship, but I never led him to believe their was any type of real future for us.”

“Now that’s very interesting.”

Lucas suddenly looked even more uncomfortable and then his leg started bouncing nervously, his hands once again fidgeting in his lap. And he wouldn’t look at anyone. He inspected the floor, then the wall, then the ceiling. Never once letting his gaze fall on her or Lex.

Chloe turned to Lex, asked, “Interesting how?”

“I think Lucas should explain.”

“Explain what, exactly?”

“He should be the one to explain how it is we both ended up being duped by his scheming ass.”

Chloe gasped in outrage, took a menacing step towards Lucas, and growled, “Get talking.”

Lucas sighed heavily, said to Lex, “It wasn’t even my idea. I was just enjoying my time with Chloe when her feelings for you were brought to my attention. After taking some time to consider the possibility of such implications being true, I had to accept that her line about not wanting to consider a future with me was true for reasons I never considered.”

“What are you talking about?” Lex asked. “Who brought all of this to your attention?”

“I’d rather not say.”

Chloe glared at him, “I have a few rounds right here that say you’d rather talk.”

“You wouldn’t shoot me.”

“Lucas, over the past three days, I’ve been manipulated, disrespected and generally treated like a fool. Do you really think that’s not reason enough for me to give you a minor flesh wound?”

Lucas eyed her warily. He obviously didn’t want to give up his source.

“Chloe,” a familiar voice said from the doorway. “Please quit harassing my boy and put the gun away.”

“Dad,” Lex murmured, mostly to himself. “I should’ve known.”

Chloe sighed, rolled her eyes at him and said, “If you know, I’d sure as hell like an update.”

“We were duped by everyone.”

“Everyone?”

“Yes,” Lex explained. “Lucas got the ball rolling, but my father and Lana were both in on it the entire time. I bet Pete had a hand in it too.”

“What are you talking about?”

Lex shook his head and laughed, “We were both manipulated by the whole lot of them. I thought I was the one calling the shots, when technically everything was engineered for me, and I just played right into their hands.”

“And you find this funny?”

Lex shrugged, “Well, yes, a little.”

Chloe glared at him, then glared at Lucas and finally she glared at Lionel. Seethed, “Man, you Luthor’s sure know how to make a clusterfuck out of everything.”

Lionel gave her an offended look, “Now that’s not true, Ms. Sullivan. We were only doing our best to help the two of you figure out what’s best for you. Consider it an elaborate push in the right direction.”

“By all means, Mr. Luthor,” Chloe muttered. “Please explain further.”

Lionel moved into the middle of the room, seated himself in the chair beside where she was standing. “I would be happy to. Just as long as you promise to withhold judgment until after I’m finished.”

“Fine. Talk.”

“I sought Lucas out shortly after you started dating because something about your relationship didn’t sit well with me. I didn’t want to see him hurt when your feelings for Lex were finally revealed, so I took it upon myself to divulge the information. Of course, being the stubborn, insolent fool that he is, he didn’t believe me and basically told me to mind my own fucking business, but I knew that his curiosity would be piqued and in time he’d realize what was right in front of his face. Sure enough, shortly thereafter, he came to see me and told me that he was almost certain my assumption was correct, and he wanted to do something about it.”

Chloe rolled her eyes, “How the fuck would he know anything about how I may or may not have felt for Lex. We never spoke of it, and I know he was never around during the few brief, work-related meetings we did have.”

Lucas cleared his throat, said, “It was the little things that caught my attention. You always became really interested whenever I mentioned his name, and sometimes you’d respond with a little too much passion. Everything about your reaction seemed off and I just put all the pieces together.”

Chloe directed a disgusted look at Lucas, stated, “That only works when you’re working with puzzle pieces that all belong to the same puzzle. What you’re saying is positively ridiculous.”

“Go ahead and deny it, Chloe, but we all know how you really feel. Even Lex knows.”

“Don’t get me started on Lex.”

Lionel interrupted, “Let’s get this explanation out of the way before we start attacking people. You may find there’s no need to attack anyone.”

“Whatever.”

“So anyway, Lucas came to me and told me my suspicions were correct. It was then we decided an intervention was needed. There was no way you two would ever put your pride aside and get together willingly, so we took it upon ourselves to set up an interlude that would throw you together. The trick, though, was to make Lex believed all the conniving and manipulating was of his own doing. And from there we had to make sure he was issuing a series of challenges that would keep you interested, otherwise you’d simply high tail it back to Metropolis and we’d be back at square one.”

“And where does Lana fit into all this?” Lex asked.

Lionel smirked, “Lana was more than happy to help. I spoke to her long before you ever did, and she was on board from the very beginning. I told her to make sure you didn’t know, so she feigned some hesitancy when you first asked her for help.”

“So all of you were laughing it up behind the scenes?”

Lucas rolled his eyes, “Not exactly. We got a few chuckles, but all-in-all it’s been a really stressful situation for everyone involved. There were so many factors to keep watch of, and so many things we had to get and keep in order, that it almost ruined the fun.”

Chloe glared at Lucas, “Fun? We almost ruined the fun? You’ve been playing games with our lives and you’re worried about keeping it fun?!”

Lionel reached out, touched the back of her hand gently, said, “Now Ms. Sullivan, I know it sounds bad, but we really only had your best interests at heart.”

Chloe gave him a skeptical look, “My best interests? Is that like the time you tried to blow me up? Or like all the times you threatened me for getting too close to exposing your maniacal treachery? I get confused, so you’ll have to be more specific.”

“That was a long time ago, and I’m not that man anymore.”

“Obviously, you are.”

“How is trying to set you up with Lex the same as threatening you and attempting to kill you?”

She glared at him, “It’s not the same, but we both know you’re still the same manipulatively calculating, cold-hearted bastard you’ve always been, so don’t try to play nice this late in the game.”

“Oh, Ms. Sullivan. How you wound me.”

“Bullshit,” she scoffed. “You’ve just grown accustomed to everyone kissing your ass all the time, and you hate it that I never lowered myself to groveling.”

“That’s not true at all,” Lionel stated. “Those are the things I like most about you. And that’s why I wanted you with Lex. He needs a woman who’s tough enough to stand by him through anything without ever being afraid to tell him to shove up his ass when he gets too bigheaded. Those are traits you certainly possess thus I would do practically anything to make it happen.”

“Great,” Chloe muttered as she walked to the other side of the sitting area. She sat down in the chair and put the gun on the table. Took a deep breath, and murmured, “So we’ve all been sitting around trying to out-maneuver the other person. How fucking quaint.”

“Indeed,” Lionel said almost happily. “That’s what makes it all so absolutely perfect.”


TBC

lj715
2nd January 2007, 02:28
Wow, what a twist!!! I never expected that EVERONE was in on this scheme ..even Lex didn't know as much as he thought. Excellent chapter & can't wait for more. Great job!

SianUrsula
2nd January 2007, 03:54
yeah! It is so perfect! loved the update, especially all the manipulation and plotting going on! Fabulous. Can't wait to read more.

lilinny
2nd January 2007, 04:57
That's right Chloe, I'd be pissed off too. Great twist in the story.

carolannw5
2nd January 2007, 05:21
Awesome Story!

Chlex so made for each other and everyone, but them knows it!

Can't wait for more!

:respect:

westwingwolf
2nd January 2007, 08:01
I knew there was no way Lucas was ever interested in Lana. He had to have better sense than that.

I'm liking all the twist and turns but really Lionel better be careful because Chloe's still got that gun.

Hopefully Chloe won't be stubborn enough to let go of Lex just to spite them all.

buffiy18
3rd January 2007, 05:35
Oh, Lionel really made this chapter. Thanks for explaining all the disjointed parts of why people suddenly disapeared. This is all very Luthor-esk. I can't wait for more. :wuB:

gecko
3rd January 2007, 07:59
loved it how everyone was manupilating each other then in the end it was lionel in control of the strings, great work, can't wait for the next part

Zannie
3rd January 2007, 14:47
Note: This chapter is going to be a lot longer than I originally thought, so I'll be posting it in several parts.

I hate it when chapters get out of control like that--at least, I hated it when I was writing them. I'm not going to complain in this case, of course, since it extends my birthday fic even longer.


Or rather, Lucas was talking at Lex.

“You better not hurt her, Lex.” Lucas said heatedly. “If you hurt her I’ll kick your fucking ass without a second thought.”

Ooh! Interesting! Are the two in cahoots, then?


“If you want this to work, then why’d you go against the original plan and come back here? I do’t think the drunken knight act was the way to push things in the right direction.”

“I drank too much and I started to feel guilty about ditching her here with you. I wondered if I’d made a mistake by doing so, if maybe I was wrong about her having feelings for you.”

“Why were you second-guessing yourself? Did you decide you wanted to keep her after all?”

“I always wanted her, Lex,” Lucas said. “But not if she wants you. Chloe deserves to be happy and if it’s your sorry ass that makes her happy, who am I to stand in the way of it? But only if you truly want her for herself and not for some stupid hidden agenda. You do actually want her…right?”

Heheh. So it was all a crazy plan cooked up between them? That explains Lucas's sudden departure. I don't blame him for wondering about the purity of Lex's motives, however. After Lex's jerkish behavior, I had my doubts myself. I'm glad to know that. in Lucas, Chloe didn't get together with yet another man who tried to kill her. As to whether he genuinely wanted her and wasn't after her because of Lex's feelings . . .


“Of course, I want her. You know damned well that I’ve always wanted her. That’s the only reason you pursued her in the first place.”

“That’s not true!”

Lex gave him a knowing look. Crossed his arms over his chest and waited.

That's what I thought. But I'm very glad it confirms Lex's real feelings for Chloe.


I’ll do a lot for you, Lex, but I’ll never forgive you for making me leer at Lana,” Lucas said sullenly. “That bitch gives me heartburn. For a while there, I didn’t think I could get drunk enough to leer at her convincingly, while still being coherent enough to say the line that would set all this in motion.”

Ha! I love it! I'm relieved that Lucas is immune to Lana's dubious charms.


Lucas laughed, “No doubt. I would’ve strangled the bitch a long time ago, connections be damned.” He pause then said, “I was getting worried about Dad, that rotten son of a bitch, I thought for sure he was going to open his suddenly contrite mouth and ruin everything. I had to kick him under the table, just in case he was getting any ideas.”

Heheh. Brilliant! So they were all in on it? Poor Chloe, ganged up on by the whole Luthor clan--er, so to speak.


“What did you expect?” Lex asked. “I was setting myself up for failure. If things had gone badly, I would’ve not only lost my pride, but perhaps my balls as well. There was a lot at stake here.”

:wth: I'd be happier if he were worried about his heart--not his pride or his balls.


And she certainly wasn’t going to confront them wearing nothing but Lex’s bathrobe.

Good thinking. That would put her at a definite disadvantage, at least pychologically.


Happy fucking birthday to me!

Oh dear. Poor Chloe. She feels all used and betrayed and taken advantage of. I'm sure she'll feel better when Lex finally pours his heart out to her and then fucks her senseless.

Right?


He sat. Quickly. Glared at his brother and muttered, “I can’t believe you brought a loaded weapon into my house.”

Lucas gave him a sheepish look, “You expected me to go into a dangerous situation with a fake gun?! Are you crazy?!”

The brotherly bickering is just too funny.


“That’s for being a sanctimonious asshole and not confronting me with your ridiculous assumptions regarding the state of my emotions.”

I'd be mad too. That kind of behavior always strikes me as condescending and belittling--like someone patting me on the head or telling me to "settle down." Chloe isn't a child. She doesn't need to be tricked, deceived, or bullied into what someone else thinks is best for her.


“Chloe,” a familiar voice said from the doorway. “Please quit harassing my boy and put the gun away.”

Heh. So Lionel is the "mastermind" of this little debacle? Gets better and better.


“Great,” Chloe muttered as she walked to the other side of the sitting area. She sat down in the chair and put the gun on the table. Took a deep breath, and murmured, “So we’ve all been sitting around trying to out-maneuver the other person. How fucking quaint.”

“Indeed,” Lionel said almost happily. “That’s what makes it all so absolutely perfect.”

The quintessential Luthor holiday.

I'm very glad Lex was duped and used by his family too. It puts them on a more equal playing field.

Now I'm all set for my heart-felt, foot-scuffling confession of Lex's feelings. Heheh. I can hardly wait.

More, more, more! *ahem* Please.

somethingeasy
3rd January 2007, 15:47
She’d spent another night in the warm, comfort of Lex’s arms, and was not at all pleased that he’d extricated himself from her clutches without her even noticing.

Heh. I liked this opening! Hearing about Lex’s ‘warm embrace; is always a soothing thing to read about… hearing about Lex temporarily escaping from ‘Chloe’s clutches’… LOL!


“I don’t know what you’re worried about, Lucas,” Lex responded. “This was your idea in the first place. If you thought I was going to hurt her, you never would’ve told me how she felt about me.”

“Yeah well, I’m never entirely certain of your motives, and I still believe her happiness is worth the risk, but that won’t stop me from tearing you apart if this falls through and she gets hurt.”

“If you want this to work, then why’d you go against the original plan and come back here? I do’t think the drunken knight act was the way to push things in the right direction.”

Thank you for providing an explanation about the sudden personality change Lucas seemed to go through. I remember it was seriously bugging me, but I’m glad to see there was an actual reason behind his ridiculous behaviour. The reason was an idiotic Luthor plot, but still… considering this nutcase family… it’s sadly VERY viable ;)


“Of course, I want her. You know damned well that I’ve always wanted her. That’s the only reason you pursued her in the first place.”

“That’s not true!”

Lex gave him a knowing look. Crossed his arms over his chest and waited.

Lucas rolled his eyes, said, “Fine. At first I went after her just because I saw the way you looked at her when you thought no one was looking, and I always enjoy messing with you. But I continued to pursue her because she got under my skin.”

I’m glad to see Lex is finding out that the world DOESN’T in fact revolve around him. And that Chloe can be considered desirable by men who don’t have the priority plan of ‘ticking off Lex Luthor’.

But I wonder how Lucas would have reacted I he had known that Chloe was JUST getting comfortable and secure around him and perhaps ready to pursue a long-term relationship.

In fact, it was arrogant and presumptuous of him of him to just start making plans behind Chloe’s back ‘for her own good and happiness’. He SHOULD have confronted Chloe about her feelings, instead of sneaking around behind her back manipulating her.

Chloe is going to have to indulge in some major ball-kicking to get the vengeance that is due to her.


Lex laughed, “I was beginning to wonder. Luckily, Chloe had become rather pensive, so your shitty acting was totally lost on her. All she saw was you glancing at Lana, and that’s all it took.”

“It’s a good thing you had Lana feign interest, though. I think that’s what really set Chloe off.” Lucas chuckled. “How much longer will you and Lana have to keep up the bogus relationship?”

“Not much longer. Once Pete’s officially in office, they’ll elope and be done with it. Not a moment too soon either. She’s lucky I had something to gain from all this, otherwise she’d have been put up in an apartment far away from me.”

I LOVED that Josi also provided an explanation for Lana and Lucas’s (and Lionel’s) weird behaviour. Despite how I feel about Lana, she is not the type of person to blatantly cheat on her ‘significant other’. She would drop-dump her partner without warning and explanation first, and THEN move on immediately to someone else.


The Luthor men chuckled together, both obviously pleased with their actions. And she wanted to bust in their and strangle both of them. Wanted them to be sorry they’d ever messed with Chloe Sullivan. And they would…oh yes, they would.

KILL the bastards!!!


Lucas gave Lex a serious look then asked, “Is everything going okay? Have you kept things on track, so far?”

Lex nodded, smiled smugly. “No need to worry, Lucas. Everything is A-okay.”

Start by killing Lex, THAT bastard is acting way to smug for anyone’s good. Especially for someone who couldn’t work up the courage and spine to be honest without gathering in reinforcement and underhanded plotting.


“You don’t call that an opportune fucking moment?! For Christ’s sake, Lex, she’s going to castrate you before you can get to the really good parts!”

Lex glared at him, said, “I’m not the only one up for castration, Lucas. I’ll just be first on the chopping block.”

Lucas grimaced, “I know. I should probably go before she finds out.”

Heh. At least the Luthor brothers have an inkling about how much trouble they are in.


Lucas grimaced again, muttered, “Dad already mentioned it. I’ll go willingly, so you won’t have to actually coerce me into signing the admittance documentation.”

Lex smirked, ”Who said anything about coercing you?”

“I know you better than that. If I refused, you’d just wait until I went on a bender and then ask me to sign some kind of paperwork that would supposedly make me a very rich man. I may drink too much, but I‘m not completely stupid.”

“That’s up for debate.”

ROFLOL at this Luthor version of snarky banter.


Lucas’ eyes widened almost comically. Lex raised his brows at her with mild indifferently, said, “Now come on, Chloe, we both know that gun’s a fake, so there’s no point in being melodramatic.”

“Um…Lex,” Lucas mumbled uncomfortably.

Lex raised his hand dismissively, gave Chloe a tolerant look, said, “Just put the gun away, so we can all sit down and talk like rational adults.”

Arrogant, smug, patronizing BASTARD! I vote for headbutting him with the hilt of the gun, and then shooting him in the foot.


He sat. Quickly. Glared at his brother and muttered, “I can’t believe you brought a loaded weapon into my house.”

Lucas gave him a sheepish look, “You expected me to go into a dangerous situation with a fake gun?! Are you crazy?!”

LOL! I guess Chloe wins the bet they had going. I cannot believe Lex actually had the nerve to make the bet KNOWING that Lucas’s behaviour was a sham. Then again, he IS Lex Luthor, and if he can win a bet through unfair means and inside knowledge… of course he’s going to take that bet.


Lucas started to open his mouth, but Chloe’s pointed glare stopped him. So she continued, “I’m going to ask some very important questions, and all I want for a response is a raised hand. If the question pertains to you, just raise your hand. Who understands the instructions?”

Both men raised their hands.

“Whose idea was it to trick me into being here?”

Both men raised their hands.

Chloe scowled, asked, “Whose idea was it originally?”

Both men raised their hands.

Chloe’s scowl deepened, “Who decided I was in love with Lex and decided to conspire and scheme as a means to an end?”

Lucas raised his hand.

ROFLOL!


“That’s for being a sanctimonious asshole and not confronting me with your ridiculous assumptions regarding the state of my emotions.”

TELL it to him, Chloe! Make that arrogant, interfering Lil’Luthor bastard suffer!!!


“I never, ever led you on and you know it!” Chloe seethed. “You knew where I stood from the very beginning of our relationship, so don’t try to play the scorned victim in this!”

Lex interrupted, “Wait, Lucas knew where you stood from the beginning?”

Chloe nodded, “Of course. I’m not into leading people on. I may not have given him all the specific details of my disinterest in a serious, long-term relationship, but I never led him to believe their was any type of real future for us.”

THIS was a part I found slightly confusing. At the time of Lucas’s ‘great scheme’, Chloe was just becoming safe, secure and comfortable in their relationship. The first chapter suggested that she was finally getting ready to move on from Lex to pursue something serious with Lucas.

I wonder how much Lucas would be kicking himself if (or when) he finds out about that.


“Lucas, over the past three days, I’ve been manipulated, disrespected and generally treated like a fool. Do you really think that’s not reason enough for me to give you a minor flesh wound?”

Lucas eyed her warily. He obviously didn’t want to give up his source.

“Chloe,” a familiar voice said from the doorway. “Please quit harassing my boy and put the gun away.”

“Dad,” Lex murmured, mostly to himself. “I should’ve known.”

LOL at the thought of Lucas being willing to take a bullet from an enraged Chloe, undoubtedly fearing what kind of punishment LIONEL could inflict.


“And you find this funny?”

Lex shrugged, “Well, yes, a little.”

I actually like the thought of Lex being so amused by this whole situation. He seems to be appreciating the irony of HIM being manipulated by Lucas and LANA among all people.


“I sought Lucas out shortly after you started dating because something about your relationship didn’t sit well with me. I didn’t want to see him hurt when your feelings for Lex were finally revealed, so I took it upon myself to divulge the information. Of course, being the stubborn, insolent fool that he is, he didn’t believe me and basically told me to mind my own fucking business, but I knew that his curiosity would be piqued and in time he’d realize what was right in front of his face. Sure enough, shortly thereafter, he came to see me and told me that he was almost certain my assumption was correct, and he wanted to do something about it.”

Is Lionel going to explain how HE knew about Chloe’s feeling towards Lex? I can ‘perhaps’ understand how he might have deducted that LEX was in love with Chloe… given that he spends so much time with his son, and the fact that he has learned how to read his emotions and motivations… But when did he have time and opportunity to spy on and chart out Chloe’s behaviour and motivations??!!


“Go ahead and deny it, Chloe, but we all know how you really feel. Even Lex knows.”

“Don’t get me started on Lex.”

Everyone is being quite presumptuous about how Chloe feels. I think this is a good time to start in with some gut-shots.


Lionel interrupted, “Let’s get this explanation out of the way before we start attacking people. You may find there’s no need to attack anyone.”

“Whatever.”

This was a rather inelegant and ‘un-Chloe-like’ response that had me blinking.


“So anyway, Lucas came to me and told me my suspicions were correct. It was then we decided an intervention was needed. There was no way you two would ever put your pride aside and get together willingly, so we took it upon ourselves to set up an interlude that would throw you together. The trick, though, was to make Lex believed all the conniving and manipulating was of his own doing. And from there we had to make sure he was issuing a series of challenges that would keep you interested, otherwise you’d simply high tail it back to Metropolis and we’d be back at square one.”

LOL at ‘the big Luthor plan’.


“So all of you were laughing it up behind the scenes?”

Lucas rolled his eyes, “Not exactly. We got a few chuckles, but all-in-all it’s been a really stressful situation for everyone involved. There were so many factors to keep watch of, and so many things we had to get and keep in order, that it almost ruined the fun.”

Good! I hope they all got some extremely painful ulcers that will end up taking several years off their lives. Arrogant MB! Sanctimonious Luthors!!


Chloe glared at Lucas, “Fun? We almost ruined the fun? You’ve been playing games with our lives and you’re worried about keeping it fun?!”

Lionel reached out, touched the back of her hand gently, said, “Now Ms. Sullivan, I know it sounds bad, but we really only had your best interests at heart.”

Sneaking around and scheming around a person’s back… manipulating their lives and emotions are NOT considered ‘helping’ in any universe. I don’t care how good their intentions were, there is NO excuse for what happened to Chloe.

Lex is only amused because he had a little more knowledge about the scheming going on. Poor Chloe was completely in the dark with the people closest to her acting in bizarre, confusing and unpredictable ways.

Oh NO! Was Gabe in on it too??!!

I noticed that everyone seems to take it for granted that Lex and Chloe are attracted to each other. Yet noone (including the Chlex couple) have thrown out the word ‘love’ or even fondness, care, consderation, respect or even a simple ‘you like him/her’ around here. I’ve only heard the word ‘want’. Are we expected to believe that they hatched this scheme to get Chloe and Lex to finally sate themselves of their lust for each other?

I look forward to the… last instalment? Please update soon.

sarahnicole
6th January 2007, 09:50
AMAZING! I love this fic--treachery, betrayal, and scheming are always so much fun. And I'm really glad you decided on a more elaborate plot than just Chloe finding out about Lucas and Lex and then trying to throw them off. And having the MB come out was the icing on the cake. I do love me some Magnificently Bastardly Trickery. Please update!

JosiCuervo
7th January 2007, 04:12
Chapter four (part 2)

After much prodding from the eldest Luthor male, Chloe agreed to a private meeting.

She wasn’t sure what he hoped to accomplish, but she had to admit that she was slightly curious about his real motives behind the entire fiasco. She didn’t believe for one moment that Lionel Luthor didn’t have some kind of selfish agenda in mind when he decided to interfere with her life.

He didn’t have a selfless bone in his body and there was no way he’d grow one in this lifetime.

He was seated in a chair opposite her, eyeing her calculatingly, one hand holding a glass of scotch, the other stroking his bottom lip thoughtfully.

It was a position she’d seen Lex in too many times to count and the familiarity of it made her uneasy. She always found their similarities to be rather disconcerting and at the moment she found it even more troubling.

She didn’t want Lex to be like his father in any way. Ever.

“Ms. Sullivan,” Lionel said softly. “Are you in love with my son?”

She eyed him coolly, responded, “Which one?”

Lionel gave her a slightly irritated look, sighed heavily, “I don’t think this is the right time to be playing games so just answer the question. Are you or are you not in love with Lex.”

“I don’t see how it’s any of your business.”

“It’s not. But please humor me anyway.”

She didn’t really want to talk about her feelings for Lex, and she certainly didn’t want to talk to Lionel Luthor at all. But she wanted to get to the bottom of this. Wanted to figure out his game and use it against him. One way or another.

So she frowned and said, “I don’t know.”

“How can you not know?”

“It’s quite easy to confuse lustful feelings for love and I don’t want to jump to conclusions prematurely.”

“That’s very true, but lust is simple and fades over time. What you feel for Lex has been rampant for years, which is why I believe you to be in love with him.”

“That’s not true at all,” Chloe denied.

“Don’t try to lie to me, I was there. I witnessed your interactions with Lex from the very beginning, and the only thing that’s changed is the intense look in your eyes when you look at him.”

“How would you know what transpired between us over the years? You were never around to actually see anything.”

Lionel smiled at her, his straight, white teeth seemingly gleaming and feral, “I’ve always been around. You know very well that I have ears and eyes everywhere, at all times. There’s nothing that’s ever been kept from me for very long.”

Chloe shook her head, “You are a sick son of a bitch…”

“Perhaps, but I learned quickly that once you’re in power you have to do everything in your means to remain as such. Because there’s always someone standing right behind you wanting to take it all away.”

“But he’s your son. You constantly spied on your own flesh and blood. Do you have any idea how wrong that is?”

“Not when it’s done for his own good,” Lionel explained. “Lex was always a rather meek child, and I was afraid he’d end up a meek man as well. I couldn’t have a weak, powerless heir. He’d have lost everything almost before he acquired it. I had to protect him.”

‘You were always more worried about your company than you ever were of Lex.”

“That’s not true. I didn’t want him to lose everything he’d grown up with. How do you think he would’ve adjusted if he’d suddenly been banished from his typical lavish environment? How do you think he would’ve reacted to being known as the poor substitute who lost it all? It would’ve killed him. There’s no way I could ever let that happen. So I did what I had to do to prevent it.”

“You’re making lame excuses for being a shitty father.”

“Now, I never said I was a good father. I said I was worried about my son’s future and I went to considerable lengths to make sure he would survive in a sea of sharks.”

“Didn’t you ever just want to be his father?”

Lionel frowned thoughtfully, took a sip of his scotch as he processed the question, then finally said, “Yes, but through his childhood I had to accept that it wasn’t possible and try to salvage what I could by turning him into a capable business man. Unfortunately, my change of heart during this point in my life has yet to be warmly received, so the progression of our relationship has been slow at best.”

Chloe mulled over his words, was a little surprised to learn that Lionel was genuinely trying to start a relationship with Lex. She didn’t really want to believe it, but the look in the older man’s eyes was speaking. He was telling the truth. Foolish or not, she had no doubt.

“And that’s what you hoped to gain from all this?”

“Yes,” Lionel said. “I was hoping that if you and Lex ended up together, there may be some hope left for me.”

“And what made you believe that I would encourage Lex to associate with you? Wouldn’t it make more sense to try to keep him away from you?”

“You’re not like the rest of us, Ms. Sullivan. You believe in truth and reconciliation and deep down, you want Lex to be happy. If having a healthier relationship with me would make him happy, you’d do absolutely everything in your power to make it happen.”

She wanted to tell him she would’ve said to hell with truth and reconciliation if it would get Lex away from his bastard of a father. But it wasn’t true. She would’ve accepted the old man into her life if it meant peace for Lex.

“But that doesn’t guarantee that it would work. Even if we’re together, that doesn’t mean things would work out between you and Lex. Why go through all this trouble knowing that what you’d been hoping for could easily blow up in your face.”

“Because even if I never get the opportunity to be close to Lex, at least he’d know what it was like to truly love and be loved. That’s all I really want for him. A chance to start over and be the kind of man his mother wanted him to be. And Lex’s happiness came down to not having me in his life, then that would have to be enough for me.”

Her jaw dropped. She tried to stop it. Tried to close her mouth and remove the utterly befuddled expression from her face. But she couldn’t do it.

After all the years of strife and discontent she was amazed how easily things could shift. Was stunned by the fact that Lionel seemed to truly want his son to be happy; business and money be damned.

Lionel’s hand on her arm startled her and she looked up. Met his gaze as he spoke.

“Take it from me, my dear,” he said quietly, his eyes staring directly into hers. ”Regret won’t keep you warm at night and the only thing that will, money can neither buy nor keep. Maybe it’s time for you to let go of your bitterness long enough to see what’s right in front of your face. Because before you know it, the day will come when you’ll look around and realize that it’s too late.”

* * *

They were finally on their way back to Metropolis.

Chloe sat beside Lex in the first car.

Lucas and Lionel followed them in a second car.

She wished she’d been given a car of her own.

Wondered what she’d have to do to get Lex to ride with the rest of his crazy family.

Her conversation with Lionel had been quite informative, and she felt a little better about everything that had happened. She was still in a minor state of shock over some of what Lionel had said, and she still wasn’t sure what to think of him, but she didn’t want to scratch anyone’s eyes out anymore. At least not at the moment.

But she didn’t think she was quite ready to battle with Lex yet. She had no idea what she would say or how things could ever work out between, and she certainly didn’t feel like upholding her end of a heated debate regarding the state of their future.

So if Lex wanted to talk to her, he’d have to come down off his pedestal and initiate the conversation himself.

“You’re mad at me, aren’t you?”

She gave him a dirty look, but otherwise ignored him. If he expected her to talk to him he had better start with a question that deserved an answer. And since she hadn’t expected him to say anything just yet, she wasn’t prepared anyway.

He sighed, looked a little sheepish. Answered his own stupid question and said, “Of course you’re mad at me. I made you feel foolish and used. Any sane woman would be mad. I certainly can’t blame you for that.”

She averted her gaze, stared out the window at the darkening landscape. She wanted to say something, but was afraid she’d make a fool out of herself and reveal too much.

So she kept quiet. Hoped he’d take the hint and shut the fuck up.

Couldn’t decide if she was disappointed or relieved when he too became quiet, his attention focused on the floor beneath his feet.

She rubbed her temples, trying to ease the beginnings of a headache. She was too tense. Needed to relax before she made herself sick with it.

“Chloe, I know I’ve been a…I’ve been a–”

Chloe cut in crossly, “An ass, Lex. You’re a conniving, manipulative, heartless ass.”

He looked slightly wounded, said, “I’m not heartless. Not when it comes to you.”

“Don’t give me that shit. I don’t want to hear it.”

“Maybe you need to hear it.”

“No, I don’t,” Chloe seethed. “It’s too little, too late, and I don’t want to fucking hear it.”

Lex eyed her, frustration evident on his features and in the tense lines of his body. He turned towards the window again and she thought the conversation was over. Had turned to look out her window when the soft, hesitant sound of his voice permeated the air between them.

“I love you, you know.”

It wasn’t a question. It wasn’t a statement. It was just there. In her face and in her head.

Chloe choked back a gasp, leaned her forehead against the cold glass of the window in front of her and tried to ignore him. Tried to ignore his words and the heated existence of his body beside her. Would’ve succeeded if he’d just quit talking.

But he continued, never once looking at her, still staring out at the cold expanse of highway as he spoke, “Sometimes I think I’ve always loved you, but I couldn’t work past my own insecurities to admit it to myself. Even when I thought myself to be in love with Lana, you were always there, interfering without ever being present. It was torture, but a torture I felt I had earned for the things I’d done to you. It was like my penance for all the times I’d let you down by proving myself a Luthor.”

She squeezed her eyes shut, had to fight not to bring her hands up to cover her ears against his words. She wasn’t ready for this. She’d spent years thinking this was exactly what she’d always wanted, but now, as the words left his lips, she wasn’t sure she’d ever be able to handle the overwhelming intensity of being loved by someone like Lex.

But he was still talking, still staring out the damned window, his words a painful caress on her psyche, “I know I’m not an easy man. I’m not easy to love, hate or even tolerate. I’m fanatical and distant and sometimes I do things that I would never admit to doing. All of it is a part of me, and there’s nothing I can do to change who I am. For years I never thought you’d be able to handle it, that if you ever got a glimpse of the person I was, you’d hate me, and I couldn’t bear that from you. I was wrong though, I was wrong to make that kind of decision for you and for that I’m sorry.”

She waited, knew he’d continue when he was ready. Almost reached out to stop him.

“I should’ve believed in you and given you the chance to prove me wrong. I should’ve acknowledged the fact that you’re stronger than I am, that you’re the most opinionated, truthful woman I’ve ever known, and that you don’t make such decisions based on mere circumstances. I should’ve been the man I pretended to be and taken a chance on what we might’ve had. I never should’ve lied to you and I should’ve told you all of this years ago when it was most relevant.”

She was getting confused. His words were starting to swim in her head and she took a deep breath, tried to force it all away from her. She’d never heard him speak like this. Had never witnessed such defeat in his demeanor. Had no idea how to deal with it. Felt her heart crack in her chest as he resumed talking.

“I went along with this plan because I thought it was my only chance to get to you. If I didn’t take the opportunity, I didn’t know when I’d ever get the chance again. I couldn’t pass it up. I had to take what was offered to me and hope things worked out because the only alternative would be never having you at all.”

Her confusion immediately shifted to anger and she faced him, glared at him as she said coldly, “Then why didn’t you tell me what was going on, Lex? You had so many openings to admit to me what you’d planned, but you said nothing. You ignored it all and let me believe whatever I wanted to believe.”

He met her gaze, his expression rather ashamed and pinched, then said not-quite calmly, “I wasn’t ready for it to end. I was afraid you’d get angry and leave and all of this would’ve been for nothing. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing you so I kept putting it off.”

“So you’re a coward.”

“Yes,” he said softly. “When it comes to you I’m the biggest of cowards.”

She rolled her eyes, “I’m many times a fool, Lex, but don’t treat me like I’m some naïve child. You knew what you were doing and you knew it was wrong, but you continued to play me like it meant nothing.”

“I wasn’t playing you. I was trying desperately to win your affection. I was only going to wait until I was certain that you cared for me, and then I was going to confess everything.”

“And my father? Was he in on it too?”

“No. Your father had absolutely nothing to do with this. I had already contacted him before Lucas came to me with his so-called plan. I’d planned on arranging a meeting between you two long before any of this even started.”

“But why? How?”

“I could see how much you missed him, how it hurt you more and more each day. I hated to see you suffering and I wanted to do what I could to make it stop.”

“How could you know all that?”

“I may be a closed-off bastard, Chloe, but I’m not completely blind to human emotion.”

“I wasn’t insinuating that you were. I just don’t understand how you would know I was suffering.”

“I mentioned your father every time we saw each other and I saw the look in your eye as you dodged the question. I know that look. I know it all too well.”

She sighed, frowned slightly, her gaze once again going to the window. She didn’t know what to think. Didn’t really have anything to say at this point.

Just wanted to go home and hide from the world.

“You don’t have to make any decisions now, Chloe, but I’d still like to give you your birthday present.”

She turned towards him again, said, “My birthday present?”

Lex nodded, “Yes, I have a surprise for you, but you’ll have to accompany me into the city to find out what it is.” He paused then added, “It’s a public location so no worries there.”

She sighed tiredly then said, “Is this a trick? This had better not be a trick because I’ve had enough Luthor games to last me a lifetime.”

“It’s not a trick.”

She eyed him warily. She knew he knew she wanted to go but she had to put up some kind of a fuss. She couldn’t just go with him willingly, not after everything that had happened.

Finally she nodded, “Fine, but after this you’re taking me home and then you’re going to leave me alone. Understood?”

“Yes, if that’s what you want.”

She didn’t respond, just turned in her seat and went back to staring out the window.

Because that’s exactly what she wanted. She wanted to get as far away from Lex Luthor as possible. Wanted him to leave her alone. Wanted her life back to normal, without Lex.

Wished the ache in her throat would go away.

Wished even more that the ache in her heart would quit calling her a liar.


TBC

lj715
7th January 2007, 04:44
Josi!!!! Arrrgh...damn I wanted to know what the present was! Well, Lionel spilling his guts was sort of weird. I guess it would be the truth but odd to hear it from him. I hope you update this soon because I want to know what the present is. Excellent chapter!

westwingwolf
7th January 2007, 06:56
Aww Lionel has a heart, maybe, kind of, sort of, it's still up in the air. I think it is nice that he doesn't want Lex to live without love.

Good to see that Chloe is still being stubborn, she can't let Lex back into her heart too easily. But she seems to be responsive.

I can't wait to find out what her present is. I'm behaving almost like it's my birthday present, which if it comes in five days, it's almost like it will be.

TheDragonLady
7th January 2007, 12:24
Yeah, she's so lying to herself... ^_^

SianUrsula
7th January 2007, 13:47
no no no you don't want to be by yourself chloe, you want to be with lex foreeeevveeer... sob...

yay update! can't wati to see what the present is!!

Zannie
7th January 2007, 16:01
She wasn’t sure what he hoped to accomplish, but she had to admit that she was slightly curious about his real motives behind the entire fiasco. She didn’t believe for one moment that Lionel Luthor didn’t have some kind of selfish agenda in mind when he decided to interfere with her life.

He didn’t have a selfless bone in his body and there was no way he’d grow one in this lifetime.

Aw. That's not fair, Chloe. Lex really does have a selfless, sacrificial side--one that's been warped and thwarted so often he doesn't let himself act on it. But I'm totally with Chloe's skepticism in this manifestation of Lex and in this particular context. I'd be suspicious of the asshole too.


He was seated in a chair opposite her, eyeing her calculatingly, one hand holding a glass of scotch, the other stroking his bottom lip thoughtfully.

This is completely irrelevant but I misread this sentence the first time (just a trick of the eye) and I thought it said he was stroking his eye thoughtfully. Let me tell you, I got totally creeped out.


She didn’t want Lex to be like his father in any way. Ever.

Poor Chloe. This would be an obvious difficulty, given her history with Lionel.


Lionel smiled at her, his straight, white teeth seemingly gleaming and feral, “I’ve always been around. You know very well that I have ears and eyes everywhere, at all times. There’s nothing that’s ever been kept from me for very long.”

I always suspected Lionel had a God-complex. I'd be just as annoyed as Chloe.


“Yes,” Lionel said. “I was hoping that if you and Lex ended up together, there may be some hope left for me.”

It's quite intriguing to see Lionel being this open and honest with Chloe about something so intimate. Of course, he has an underlying motive but still . . . it's a little unnerving.


“Take it from me, my dear,” he said quietly, his eyes staring directly into hers. ”Regret won’t keep you warm at night and the only thing that will, money can neither buy nor keep. Maybe it’s time for you to let go of your bitterness long enough to see what’s right in front of your face. Because before you know it, the day will come when you’ll look around and realize that it’s too late.”

Probably good advice. But I don't think Chloe should do it just because it makes sense. Lex needs to stretch a little more into vulnerability himself. So far, he's had this whole thing too easily.

I need to see a feet-shuffling, red-faced vulnerability on Lex's part. So there.


“You’re mad at me, aren’t you?”

She gave him a dirty look, but otherwise ignored him. If he expected her to talk to him he had better start with a question that deserved an answer. And since she hadn’t expected him to say anything just yet, she wasn’t prepared anyway.

Heheh. Very natural reaction to such a stupid question.


“Chloe, I know I’ve been a…I’ve been a–”

Chloe cut in crossly, “An ass, Lex. You’re a conniving, manipulative, heartless ass.”

He looked slightly wounded, said, “I’m not heartless. Not when it comes to you.”

“Don’t give me that shit. I don’t want to hear it.”

“Maybe you need to hear it.”

“No, I don’t,” Chloe seethed. “It’s too little, too late, and I don’t want to fucking hear it.”

Well, I do. So he sure as hell better say it.


She was getting confused. His words were starting to swim in her head and she took a deep breath, tried to force it all away from her. She’d never heard him speak like this. Had never witnessed such defeat in his demeanor. Had no idea how to deal with it. Felt her heart crack in her chest as he resumed talking.

Heheh. Poor Chloe. Getting confused now that I'm finally getting what I wanted.

But I'm not seeing enough feet-shuffling on Lex's part. Can't he be a little more embarrassed and vulnerable?


He met her gaze, his expression rather ashamed and pinched, then said not-quite calmly, “I wasn’t ready for it to end. I was afraid you’d get angry and leave and all of this would’ve been for nothing. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing you so I kept putting it off.”

“So you’re a coward.”

“Yes,” he said softly. “When it comes to you I’m the biggest of cowards.”

That's a little better. He should look ashamed. And I like how bluntly he's confronting the whole thing.


She eyed him warily. She knew he knew she wanted to go but she had to put up some kind of a fuss. She couldn’t just go with him willingly, not after everything that had happened.

Finally she nodded, “Fine, but after this you’re taking me home and then you’re going to leave me alone. Understood?”

“Yes, if that’s what you want.”

She didn’t respond, just turned in her seat and went back to staring out the window.

Because that’s exactly what she wanted. She wanted to get as far away from Lex Luthor as possible. Wanted him to leave her alone. Wanted her life back to normal, without Lex.

Wished the ache in her throat would go away.

Wished even more that the ache in her heart would quit calling her a liar.

Poor, poor Chloe. I totally feel for her. I don't blame her at all for not immediately caving and for trying to lie to herself about her feelings. Just because she wants something desperately doesn't mean it's the best thing for her and it doesn't mean she's psychologically ready to deal with it--especially after being tricked as she was.

I can't wait to see what the birthday present is. I'm sure it's going to be good.

Wonderful, as always. Come back soon with the next update.

somethingeasy
7th January 2007, 18:52
He didn’t have a selfless bone in his body and there was no way he’d grow one in this lifetime.

The turn of phrasing here made me laugh. Nice observation… I wouldn’t trust Lionel either, he has turned from bad to good and back again far too often to trust the change of heart to be permanent.


He was seated in a chair opposite her, eyeing her calculatingly, one hand holding a glass of scotch, the other stroking his bottom lip thoughtfully.

It was a position she’d seen Lex in too many times to count and the familiarity of it made her uneasy. She always found their similarities to be rather disconcerting and at the moment she found it even more troubling.

She didn’t want Lex to be like his father in any way. Ever.

I liked this also. How Chloe found it immensely creepy and unnerving to see Lex’s traits reflected in Lionel, and how she seemed so determined to make sure Lex didn’t turn all the way into his father. This leaning towards caring about how Lex is going to turn out goes a long way in showing that Chloe DOES care for Lex.


“Ms. Sullivan,” Lionel said softly. “Are you in love with my son?”

She eyed him coolly, responded, “Which one?”

ROFLOL!


“Don’t try to lie to me, I was there. I witnessed your interactions with Lex from the very beginning, and the only thing that’s changed is the intense look in your eyes when you look at him.”

“How would you know what transpired between us over the years? You were never around to actually see anything.”

Lionel smiled at her, his straight, white teeth seemingly gleaming and feral, “I’ve always been around. You know very well that I have ears and eyes everywhere, at all times. There’s nothing that’s ever been kept from me for very long.”

Chloe shook her head, “You are a sick son of a bitch…”

Sick, twisted and one really arrogant and presumptuous bastard. Also, reaaally creepy to imagine a man like Lionel Luthor has been ‘keeping tabs’ on your life, career and personal affairs.


“That’s not true. I didn’t want him to lose everything he’d grown up with. How do you think he would’ve adjusted if he’d suddenly been banished from his typical lavish environment? How do you think he would’ve reacted to being known as the poor substitute who lost it all? It would’ve killed him. There’s no way I could ever let that happen. So I did what I had to do to prevent it.”

“You’re making lame excuses for being a shitty father.”

“Now, I never said I was a good father. I said I was worried about my son’s future and I went to considerable lengths to make sure he would survive in a sea of sharks.”

Again Lionel shows his arrogance. Years ago he made an assumption that Lex was too ‘weak’ to be able to ‘handle the reigns of the Empire’, so he got it into his head that the best ‘cure for this problem’ was to destroy every bit of sweetness, generosity, empathy and compassion that existed in his son.

It seems like he has NOT changed this tendency to make similar assumptions about the people around him… and take steps to ‘cure’ the flaws in others through underhanded and backhanded means.


After all the years of strife and discontent she was amazed how easily things could shift. Was stunned by the fact that Lionel seemed to truly want his son to be happy; business and money be damned.

I wouldn’t trust him, no matter HOW sincere he appears to be. He might have less selfish motivations, but Lionel is STILL using schemes and Machiavellian plots to get people to dance around like puppet on whatever stage he sets up for them.


She wished she’d been given a car of her own.

Wondered what she’d have to do to get Lex to ride with the rest of his crazy family.

ROFLOL! Hmmm! Ride in the car with the love of his life, or share a car with an insane brother and a gloating, untrustworthy father.

Lex would have risked a hell of a lot more than Chloe’s ire and irritation rather than taken option two.


So if Lex wanted to talk to her, he’d have to come down off his pedestal and initiate the conversation himself.

“You’re mad at me, aren’t you?”

She gave him a dirty look, but otherwise ignored him. If he expected her to talk to him he had better start with a question that deserved an answer. And since she hadn’t expected him to say anything just yet, she wasn’t prepared anyway.

LOL at Chloe’s irritation over the stupidity of Lex’s question.


He sighed, looked a little sheepish. Answered his own stupid question and said, “Of course you’re mad at me. I made you feel foolish and used. Any sane woman would be mad. I certainly can’t blame you for that.”

ROFLOL at Lex’s sheepish embarrassment upon the realization that he had ASKED such a stupid question.


“Chloe, I know I’ve been a…I’ve been a–”

Chloe cut in crossly, “An ass, Lex. You’re a conniving, manipulative, heartless ass.”

He looked slightly wounded, said, “I’m not heartless. Not when it comes to you.”

This part didn’t come anywhere near to getting me to forgive Lex… but it DID get me a ‘little’ mushy.


“I love you, you know.”

It wasn’t a question. It wasn’t a statement. It was just there. In her face and in her head.

Chloe choked back a gasp, leaned her forehead against the cold glass of the window in front of her and tried to ignore him. Tried to ignore his words and the heated existence of his body beside her. Would’ve succeeded if he’d just quit talking.

WOW! He’s finally admitted it! And he said it so casually, as if it should have been obvious to everyone. I suppose it WAS obvious to many people (hence all the matchmaking plotting), but it was still shocking to hear… Pleasant and delightful news, but still I imagine it came as quite a shock to Chloe.


She squeezed her eyes shut, had to fight not to bring her hands up to cover her ears against his words. She wasn’t ready for this. She’d spent years thinking this was exactly what she’d always wanted, but now, as the words left his lips, she wasn’t sure she’d ever be able to handle the overwhelming intensity of being loved by someone like Lex.

I suppose I can understand this too. I know it’s the fantasy of every Chlexer to have Lex Luthor say ‘I love you’ (or some variation of that statement), but the fact is that Lex can be so intense, powerful and his personality can be quite overwhelming. If he decides he loves you, it’s only a matter of time before he forces you to love him back… whether you want to or not.


But he was still talking, still staring out the damned window, his words a painful caress on her psyche, “I know I’m not an easy man. I’m not easy to love, hate or even tolerate. I’m fanatical and distant and sometimes I do things that I would never admit to doing. All of it is a part of me, and there’s nothing I can do to change who I am. For years I never thought you’d be able to handle it, that if you ever got a glimpse of the person I was, you’d hate me, and I couldn’t bear that from you. I was wrong though, I was wrong to make that kind of decision for you and for that I’m sorry.”

He’s still got that ridiculous martyred ‘I don’t deserve happiness’ complex. At least now he’s realizing that he was just pointlessly denying himself happiness.


She was getting confused. His words were starting to swim in her head and she took a deep breath, tried to force it all away from her. She’d never heard him speak like this. Had never witnessed such defeat in his demeanor. Had no idea how to deal with it. Felt her heart crack in her chest as he resumed talking.

I can imagine that having Lex Luthor (of all people) collapse and drop all defences in your presence would be extremely unnerving. It would terrify me, and perhaps have me searching the skies for signs of the apocalypse.


He met her gaze, his expression rather ashamed and pinched, then said not-quite calmly, “I wasn’t ready for it to end. I was afraid you’d get angry and leave and all of this would’ve been for nothing. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing you so I kept putting it off.”

“So you’re a coward.”

“Yes,” he said softly. “When it comes to you I’m the biggest of cowards.”

Wow! He’s really going all the way with this confession. It’s terrifying! But it really helps to show how committed and in over his head he really is. Having Lex showing such vulnerability is always a major turn on… and can go a LONG way to earning him forgiveness.


“I wasn’t playing you. I was trying desperately to win your affection. I was only going to wait until I was certain that you cared for me, and then I was going to confess everything.”

He was going to wait until he knew he had ‘won over’ Chloe, and THEN he was going to confess? *snort* yeah right!

But he has already admitted, he behaved in a craven cowardly fashion… I think I would have forgiven by this point. But I’m getting the impression Chloe is ALSO guilty of cowardice in this situation… she’s actually afraid of embracing and admitting her own feelings, even while Lex is painfully spilling his guts out in front of her.

CONFESS, Chloe!


“I could see how much you missed him, how it hurt you more and more each day. I hated to see you suffering and I wanted to do what I could to make it stop.”

“How could you know all that?”

“I may be a closed-off bastard, Chloe, but I’m not completely blind to human emotion.”

“I wasn’t insinuating that you were. I just don’t understand how you would know I was suffering.”

“I mentioned your father every time we saw each other and I saw the look in your eye as you dodged the question. I know that look. I know it all too well.”

Wow! I LOVED that Lex had planned this reconciliation between the Sullivans a LONG time before started this complicated plot to win her affections. Even before he thought he stood a chance with her, Lex had plans to try and alleviate some of her sadness and loneliness. FORGIVE him, Chloe!!!


She sighed, frowned slightly, her gaze once again going to the window. She didn’t know what to think. Didn’t really have anything to say at this point.

Just wanted to go home and hide from the world.

Oh Chloe, you COWARD!

I can’t wait to see what kind of a present she gets. I’m getting the feeling that Chloe has already forgiven Lex (who wouldn’t have forgiven him after that beautiful and brave outpouring of emotions?)… The only thing holding her back is a lack of the type of bravery that Lex has just exhibited. I thought Chloe was supposed to be braver and more open about her feelings than Lex was…?

I’m still curious whether Chloe is ever going to tell Lucas that, at the time he launched his silly matchmaking scheme, she was ready to move on from Lex, and perhaps settle down with the younger Luthor…? That is DEFINTELY the impression I got from the first chapter… that Chloe was just getting comfortable around Lucas, and was prepared to trust him in a long-term relationship… before he started inexplicably acting like an ass.

lilinny
8th January 2007, 01:55
Josi Cuervo!!!!!! This has got to be your best work yet, it's heartbreaking and beautiful, I take back whatever I said before about your work. I love it!!!! I can't wait for the gift.

sarahnicole
9th January 2007, 04:43
Wished even more that the ache in her heart would quit calling her a liar.

That's deep, man. ;) But, seriously, that's the perfect way to describe the emotion she's experiencing right now. And what's the present?! In a public place?! Can't wait for more...

JosiCuervo
9th January 2007, 06:24
Chapter four (part 3)

Chloe was more than baffled when they pulled up outside the cheeriest looking building she’d ever seen. She couldn’t recall ever being here before, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that she should recognize it. Felt as if she should know exactly where she was.

Wished she’d been paying closer attention to where they were headed instead of focusing on where they had been.

“Where are we?” Chloe asked.

“It’s unrecognizable, isn’t it?”

She frowned, “Obviously, if I’ve been here before and I’m asking where the hell you’ve brought me. I would certainly call that unrecognizable.”

“This building is where 33.1 used to be housed,” Lex said. “You used to lurk around here at all hours of the night, and I used to get so mad, I wanted to shake you until your teeth rattled. But you were always so stubborn and unrelenting, and there wasn’t a way for you to get into any of the real trouble, so I just let you roam about as you pleased, all the while letting you believe you were pulling one over on me.”

She glared at him, “You knew I was here?”

“Of course, I knew. I have eyes and ears everywhere, Chloe. You should know that by now.”

She snorted, “Fuck, Lex, you really have turned into your father.”

She immediately regretted the words, wanted to take them back. Wanted to slap her self as his expression closed up and his lips tightened into a thin line. She knew how much he hated being compared to his father, knew she hadn’t meant it for the reasons he thought she’d said it.

“Lex, that’s not what I–”

“It doesn’t matter,” Lex said stiffly then reached for the door. “Let’s go.”

They walked into the building silently, Lex walking a few feet in front of her. He walked purposefully, his stride long, his back straight, his face set in cool neutrality.

She hated this side of him. Hated even more that she was responsible for it.

She didn’t want him neutral or cool or any type of controlled. She wanted him subjective and hot and utterly exposed. In every way possible.

He was leading her down a long colorful hallway, but she couldn’t be bothered to take in her surroundings. She wasn’t even curious as to where they were going or what awaited them when they got there.

All of her attention was focused on one thing.

The shape of Lex’s ass as he walked in front of her.

She’d always admired his form. Knew he really was a beautiful man, all hard lines and lean muscle. But at this very moment, for some strange reason, the way he filled out the back of his pants had really caught her attention.

Had completely taken her mind off her anger and his hurt.

She just wanted to reach out squeeze his ass in her hands.

She was so enthralled with his rear she didn’t notice that he stopped moving until she collided with his back. And her hands connected with the part of his body she’d been ogling.

She felt the heat rising in her face, but still couldn’t stop the reflexive reaction of her hands on his ass.

She squeezed. Just barely. But it was definitely a squeeze.

Lex stiffened, turned his upper body towards her and raised an eyebrow at her questioningly, said, “Is there something I can help you with, Chloe?”

Her eyes widened, her lips quirked. She wanted to tell him to go to hell, but as the heat in her face increased, she knew that wouldn’t do her any good.

So she schooled her features, stepped back, gave him an outrageously innocent look and said, “No, it’s been taken care of, thank you.”

He didn’t reply, but his eyes glinted dangerously. He reached out and hit the call button for the elevator. Stepped back and motioned for her to enter before him.

She didn’t mean to walk so close as she walked by him.

And she certainly didn’t mean to brush against him as he pressed the button of the necessary floor.

But she found herself standing so close her shoulder was brushing against his back. And her arm was just grazing the firm swell of his ass.

She really didn’t know what had come over her. One minute she was disgusted and annoyed and wanted nothing more than to be rid of him forever, and the very next she was a raving fucking lunatic. In more ways than just the obvious.

She shifted, her fingers glancing over the spot where his leg met his rear. Felt a silly little shiver of pleasure run up her spine as his breath caught and his entire body tensed subtly.

She eased away from him, scolding herself for being so reckless. She had no right to be touching him. He’s a conniving, manipulative cad, and he didn’t deserve her touch anyway.

Of course, technically, she’d acted just as conniving and manipulatively as any one of them had because deep down, she’d always known what it was she really wanted. Maybe she hadn’t intentionally used anyone, but the outcome was still the same.

She saw Lex’s hand reach out. Felt the elevator jolt to a halt.

She watched dazedly as he turned on her, her heart pounding in her chest as he stepped in front of her, the solidness of his body moving her back until she was pressed against the elevator wall. Her head lolled back against the wall, her eyes closing automatically, wanting to lose herself. Wanting to escape all of her fears and questions and anger in any way possible.

He bent his head and she felt his breath on her neck and against her ear, “Is there something I can help you with, Chloe?” he practically purred.

She gulped, felt the heat of him wash over her. Felt as if he’d engulfed her in flames. Didn’t resist as he pushed a solid thigh between her legs, but did her best to resist the urge to rub herself against him. Shamelessly.

“Look at me, Chloe.”

She didn’t want to look at him. Didn’t want to face the infinitely distracting emotions that were roiling through her being. She just wanted to forget everything and start over at the beginning. Start again at a time when bad blood was fictional and bridges never burned.

She gasped, not certain if it was a sound of pleasure or pain. Managed to open her eyes and lift her gaze to meet his. Whimpered at the possessive glint in his blue-gray eyes.

“Was there something you wanted to say to me?”

“No. Not a thing.”

He gave her a skeptical look, took both her hands in his and brought them down and around his body. Placed her palms against his rear and said, “Is that better?”

She couldn’t help it, she giggled. She was in an elevator with Lex Luthor, and she had her hands on his butt. There wasn’t anything else for her to do but giggle.

He smiled wolfishly, his teeth gleaming, his nostrils flaring and she thought she might melt into a puddle at his feet. He bent his head again, laved his tongue along her pulse to nibble along her jaw seductively, and she tilted her head, providing him with better access.

His hands moved up to palm her breasts through her blouse and she pressed closer, moaning softly as pleasure shot right to her pussy. She ached with it, desire pulsing through her as quickly as her anger had deserted her. Whether she liked it or not, she’d always want him as intensely as the first time they’d met.

She tightened her hands on his ass, pulled him closer, until she felt the hard ridge of his erection on her hip. She rocked into him, annoyed that her straight skirt interfered with her urge to ride his leg to oblivion.

Lex lifted his head, reached down and removed her hands from his ass. She started to complain but her response caught in her throat as his hands moved to her skirt and she felt his fingers stroking up her legs.

Her eyes widened as she watched him push her skirt up out of his way, and her hands moved to grasp the material, yanking it up to her waist.

She pitched her hips forward, her mouth falling open as she felt his fingers move her panties away from her throbbing sex. He teased her, his fingers moving along her outer lips, until he finally turned his hand, his middle finger separating her wet flesh and delving deep inside her.

She gasped, was a little embarrassed by how wet she was. Knew it wouldn’t take long for her to come. Already felt the pleasure burning in her core.

He joined the first finger with another, pumped them skillfully, stroked her just as she needed it. His other hand came up, cupping her head and pulling her in for a wet kiss, his tongue demanding, mirroring the pumping of his fingers inside her.

He adjusted his hand, turning his fingers inside her until his thumb made contact with her clit, and she jumped at the firm pressure, choked as shockwaves of pleasure rolled over her.

She rocked her pelvis, working with him and against him at the same time, her sounds of pleasure muted by his mouth still on hers. They kissed passionately, tongue moving against tongue with languid pleasure, lips pliant and demanding of each other.

He pulled away from her, his eyes going to where his fingers were moving inside her, his thumb rubbing over her clit rhythmically. He looked rumpled and overheated, his eyes feral, his breath coming in short pants as he worked her over. His nostrils flared and his tongue came out, wetting his lips hungrily.

And then she was coming, her wet channel spasming around his fingers, her moan of completion quieted by the fist she’d brought up to her mouth as the pleasure became too deep, too intense.

He waited until she settled down before withdrawing his fingers from her core, keeping an arm around her as she got her bearings and steadied herself.

He brought his fingers to his mouth, his nostrils flaring again as he sucked her essence off the wet digits.

She reached for him, palming the bulge in the front of his pants. She barely managed a few strokes before he pulled her hand off of him.

She looked up at him questioningly, a little worried that maybe she had read him incorrectly.

But he looked hot and bothered and ready to burst at any moment.

“Don’t you want help with that?” she asked breathlessly.

“Of course, but that’s not why we’re here.”

“So, we can get back to why we’re here when we’re done.”

He leaned down and kissed her hard on the lips. Pulled back and said, “It’s okay, Chloe. I’ll be fine until later.”

“Are you sure? I could always give you a little quickie to take the edge off.”

He scowled faintly, “That won’t be necessary.”

He moved away from her, got the elevator moving again then quickly adjusted himself in his pants.

She had to put her hand over her mouth to suppress the urge to giggle. She was doing far too much of that lately.

She cleared her throat, moved forward until she was standing beside Lex. Said teasingly, “Don’t think for one second this means you’re forgiven.”

His lips quirked, but he managed to say seriously, “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

And just like that she felt better. Not just because she’d had an orgasm, but also because everything seemed different. There was no fear or anger, and everything that had happened seemed trivial and irrelevant to the matter at hand.

It all seemed so simple she couldn’t remember what had been so difficult and complex in the first place.

Because worrying about the past would never, ever facilitate the future.

They exited the elevator, and Lex pointed her in the direction of the restroom, obviously intent on cleaning himself up before continuing on. She did the same, figuring it would be best to follow his lead. At least for now.

He was waiting for her when she returned, and he turned and started walking down the hallway, clearly expecting her to follow him without question.

So she did.

They stopped at a door at the end of the hall, and Lex raised his hand to knock. He paused, fist in the air, looked at her and asked, “Are you ready?”

She didn’t know, so she replied. “Sure?”

He smiled reassuringly. Knocked twice.

Chloe wasn’t sure what she expected to see on the other side of the door. She had no idea what Lex would think to get her for her birthday, but if it ended up being an apartment or anything of the sort, she was going to kick him in the balls. She could take arrogant and presumptuous, but that would be going too far.

And that’s why she wasn’t the least bit prepared for what waited on the other side of the door.

Or better yet – who waited for her on the other side of the door.

Right as the door opened, Lex stepped in front of her, blocking her view of the doorway. She rolled her eyes at his back, resisted the urge to poke him in the rear again.

She heard a woman say, “Can I help you?”

He said something unintelligible then stepped to the side and what Chloe saw made her feel as if her heart had stopped in her chest. She didn’t know what to do. Didn’t know how it was possible. Didn’t have any idea what was going on.

All she knew at that very moment was that her mother was standing directly in front of her and she was actually looking at her. Not around her or through her but looking right at her. As if she knew she was someone she should know.

And then she smiled faintly and whispered, “Chloe.”

It wasn’t a question. It wasn’t even a statement. It was just there. In her face and in her head.

Chloe couldn’t move. She couldn’t breathe. She felt as if the entire world had just stopped turning.

Thought that she would never move again until the very moment her mother stepped towards her, eyes shimmering with tears, hands shaking as she reached out towards her.

And still Chloe couldn’t move. She sobbed without tears, loudly, painfully. Her hands finally coming up over her mouth, her eyes squeezed shut as she worked to comprehend what was happening.

Sobbed even louder as she felt her mother’s hands resting on her shoulders, urging her closer, pulling her in and wrapping around her. Whispering comforts and sweet, sweet words that might’ve made sense if anything made sense at all.

Chloe managed to move her arms, gripped her mother around her middle and squeezed for all she was worth. She remembered the way she smelled. Remembered as if she was five years old again. Not like the last time with the reek of sickness permeating from every pore.

She took a deep breath, pulled back slightly and looked at her eyes staring back at her.

She sobbed again, tears now washing down her cheeks as she fully absorbed the sight of her mother standing in her embrace.

Chloe couldn’t take her eyes off of her, so she reached a hand behind her blindly, fumbling around until she finally made contact with Lex’s chest.

Took a handful of his shirt and held on for dear life.

Shook her head in disbelief as she got a watery glimpse of the future.


* * *

She spent over an hour talking with her mother. Some things were still a little mysterious. There were pieces of the puzzle that seemed to be missing, some that just didn’t fit and others that seemed too bizarre to be possible.

But none of it really mattered to Chloe.

She got to talk to someone she never hoped to ever have a real conversation with.

She got to hug and be hugged by someone she never thought would know her face.

She could be speaking gibberish and Chloe would’ve been ecstatic.

And she knew who she had to thank for it.

Through all his conniving and manipulation, Lex still managed to stand out where it counted the most. And she had to hate him a little bit for that.

They were back in the car, now at a stand-still in rush hour traffic.

And Chloe didn’t mind. She was smiling so widely, her jaw was starting to hurt. Tears still slid down her cheeks, happy, silly tears that just wouldn’t be stopped.

And she couldn’t contain herself any longer. So she slid across the seat until she was pressed up against Lex’s side. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and squeezed with all her might. Rested her cheek against his arm and managed a muffled yet heartfelt, “Thank you.”

She knew he was probably peering at her strangely. Felt a little strange giving Lex Luthor a rather childish hug in the back of his car. Especially after some of the things they’d done recently.

He shifted and she eased her hold on him. Sighed happily as he moved his arm around her and sank lower in the seat. Pulled her closer and more snugly against his side.

“How Lex,” she asked. “How is it even possible?”

He shrugged rather uncomfortably then said “I’ve spent countless years doing all kinds of research that many people scorned me for. There have been sacrifices and disappointments and at times even outright disasters, but in the end all it wasn’t for nothing. We managed to make progress and with every failure there was something to learn. And all those years of work have finally served a purpose. Your mother and the others who live in that building are proof of that.”

“That entire building houses those you’ve helped with your research?”

“Not everyone there has been helped, but not everyone needed help. Once we started seeing real progress I had the main floors of the building renovated into apartments, in the hopes that patients would someday be reintroduced into society. There are a lot of rehabilitated patients in that building, but there are also scientists, doctors and nurses who’ve dedicated their lives to finding a cure for those who have no hope for a future.”

“So she’s cured?”

“She not entirely cured, Chloe, just a lot better than she used to be. I don’t know if she’ll ever be cured completely, but she has more good days than bad, and at this point we just have to hope we’ll see more progress in the future.”

“That’s amazing.”

“I wouldn’t go that far. There have been far more failures than anything else.”

“But you’re helping people, Lex. There are failures in everything, but at least you’ve managed to help some along the way.”

“It’s not fool-proof, Chloe. There’s still a chance that everyone will regress over time and end up just as they were.”

“Nothing’s fool-proof, Lex. There’s always a chance that things won’t work out. There’s a chance any one of us could die tomorrow. At least this way I’ll always have at least one great memory of my mother. No one can ever take that away from me, and for that I am eternally grateful.”

“I don’t want your gratitude.”

“I know. But you have it anyway.”

He eyed her warily, but he didn’t try to move away from her, and they remained quiet for quite a while. Both lost in their own thoughts.

She was grateful, but that’s not the reason she was leaning on him so heavily.

She was afraid if she let go for even a moment, she’d wake up and all of it would be gone.

His voice startled her, “So, I guess this means you still hate me…”

She hugged him closer and rubbed her face against his chest. “I do hate you,” she sniffled. “I hate, hate, hate you. I hate you so much I don’t even know which side I’m on anymore.”

Lex’s arms tightened around her, and she felt him smiling against her hair as he said, “Thank God for that.”

TBC

lj715
9th January 2007, 07:37
Excellent chapter! Just perfect. Perfect amount of mush, perfect amout of smut, perfect amount of Chloe feeling Lex up (hope in the next chapter she gets to return the favor from the elevator). Perfect amount of everything. Can't wait for more.

lkedino
9th January 2007, 14:53
Great update :nsparty:

Zannie
9th January 2007, 15:16
“This building is where 33.1 used to be housed,” Lex said. “You used to lurk around here at all hours of the night, and I used to get so mad, I wanted to shake you until your teeth rattled. But you were always so stubborn and unrelenting, and there wasn’t a way for you to get into any of the real trouble, so I just let you roam about as you pleased, all the while letting you believe you were pulling one over on me.”

She glared at him, “You knew I was here?”

That is annoying for her, I'm sure. Just imagine how silly she must feel, to have thought she was being smart and stealthy but to find out he was just humoring her by letting her scurry about with delusions of grandeur.

Not that i'm surprised. It's nice to know that Lex isn't as oblivious as sometimes he acts on the show.


She hated this side of him. Hated even more that she was responsible for it.

She didn’t want him neutral or cool or any type of controlled. She wanted him subjective and hot and utterly exposed. In every way possible.

Heh. Exactly. I've always said there's nothing more thrilling then when a controlled man loses control.


The shape of Lex’s ass as he walked in front of her.

*snort* That's one way to distract yourself from being peeved.


She squeezed. Just barely. But it was definitely a squeeze.

Lex stiffened, turned his upper body towards her and raised an eyebrow at her questioningly, said, “Is there something I can help you with, Chloe?”

Ha! I love it! But I hardly blame Chloe for being unable to resist such irresistability.


She watched dazedly as he turned on her, her heart pounding in her chest as he stepped in front of her, the solidness of his body moving her back until she was pressed against the elevator wall. Her head lolled back against the wall, her eyes closing automatically, wanting to lose herself. Wanting to escape all of her fears and questions and anger in any way possible.

He bent his head and she felt his breath on her neck and against her ear, “Is there something I can help you with, Chloe?” he practically purred.

Very hot. Are we going to get an elevator scene now?


She couldn’t help it, she giggled. She was in an elevator with Lex Luthor, and she had her hands on his butt. There wasn’t anything else for her to do but giggle.

Heheh. Quite true. I'm loving Lex's mood here. I can't believe he just put Chloe's hands on his ass. *cackle*


She pitched her hips forward, her mouth falling open as she felt his fingers move her panties away from her throbbing sex.

Ooh! Interesting. She's pitching her hips now!


He pulled away from her, his eyes going to where his fingers were moving inside her, his thumb rubbing over her clit rhythmically. He looked rumpled and overheated, his eyes feral, his breath coming in short pants as he worked her over. His nostrils flared and his tongue came out, wetting his lips hungrily.

*shiver* Now, that's a hot visual of Lex.


“Are you sure? I could always give you a little quickie to take the edge off.”

He scowled faintly, “That won’t be necessary.”

*snicker*


All she knew at that very moment was that her mother was standing directly in front of her and she was actually looking at her. Not around her or through her but looking right at her. As if she knew she was someone she should know.

Wow. Um, huh, what?

That's definitely unexpected and somewhat miraculous. No wonder Chloe totally loses it.


His voice startled her, “So, I guess this means you still hate me…”

She hugged him closer and rubbed her face against his chest. “I do hate you,” she sniffled. “I hate, hate, hate you. I hate you so much I don’t even know which side I’m on anymore.”

Lex’s arms tightened around her, and she felt him smiling against her hair as he said, “Thank God for that.”

I loved this. Very Chlex-like in the dry, ironic take on deep sentiment. Just perfect.

Great update. We're definitely seeing the sincerity of Lex's feelings now and I have no doubts he loves her. I don't blame Chloe for realizing it and acting on it.

But I still, still, still want a little red-faced, foot-shuffling embarrassment on Lex's part. Aren't I going to get just a little? Please?

Can't wait for the last final part!

(By the way, you might want to change the date in the title. I only happened to notice you updated.)

somethingeasy
10th January 2007, 13:32
“This building is where 33.1 used to be housed,” Lex said. “You used to lurk around here at all hours of the night, and I used to get so mad, I wanted to shake you until your teeth rattled. But you were always so stubborn and unrelenting, and there wasn’t a way for you to get into any of the real trouble, so I just let you roam about as you pleased, all the while letting you believe you were pulling one over on me.”

She glared at him, “You knew I was here?”

“Of course, I knew. I have eyes and ears everywhere, Chloe. You should know that by now.”

She snorted, “Fuck, Lex, you really have turned into your father.”

Chloe’s answer was inordinately cruel, but Lex DID deserve some kind of a reprimand for what he did. All those years ago, and even then he was treating Chloe like a naughty kid who needed to be manipulated and led around by the hand ‘for her own good’. This proves that the latest scheme he concocted is NOT a sign of new desperation, stupidity and cowardice… but actually part of a pattern that had been established a long time ago.

Basically, scheming and plotting behind Chloe’s back… finding ways to manipulate her life in whatever way Lex believes it should be reshaped ‘for her own happiness’.

Presumptuous ass!


She’d always admired his form. Knew he really was a beautiful man, all hard lines and lean muscle. But at this very moment, for some strange reason, the way he filled out the back of his pants had really caught her attention.

Had completely taken her mind off her anger and his hurt.

From Chloe’s descriptions of Lex’s really HOT posterior, I can understand why she got distracted. Or perhaps she used his ‘fine ass’ to distract herself from the fact that he was emotionally closed off at the moment.


She was so enthralled with his rear she didn’t notice that he stopped moving until she collided with his back. And her hands connected with the part of his body she’d been ogling.

She felt the heat rising in her face, but still couldn’t stop the reflexive reaction of her hands on his ass.

She squeezed. Just barely. But it was definitely a squeeze.

Lex stiffened, turned his upper body towards her and raised an eyebrow at her questioningly, said, “Is there something I can help you with, Chloe?”

ROFLOL at Chloe’s blatant disregard for the niceties of ‘personal space’ and observance of sexual harassment laws. It’s a good thing Lex is obviously enjoying the attention; otherwise he COULD have been within his right to sue.


She gasped, not certain if it was a sound of pleasure or pain. Managed to open her eyes and lift her gaze to meet his. Whimpered at the possessive glint in his blue-gray eyes.

“Was there something you wanted to say to me?”

“No. Not a thing.”

He gave her a skeptical look, took both her hands in his and brought them down and around his body. Placed her palms against his rear and said, “Is that better?”

She couldn’t help it, she giggled. She was in an elevator with Lex Luthor, and she had her hands on his butt. There wasn’t anything else for her to do but giggle.

I think this was my favourite part of the entire smut scene… It was a lovely way to set the tone for the hotness that followed afterwards.

I wanted to HOWL with laughter over here. I just LOVE it when Lex is being tender and yet playful during their sexual-games. I really enjoy when Lex and Chloe are laughing and having fun in between their explorations of each other’s bodies. It makes me want to melt and explode at the same time.


Her eyes widened as she watched him push her skirt up out of his way, and her hands moved to grasp the material, yanking it up to her waist.

She pitched her hips forward, her mouth falling open as she felt his fingers move her panties away from her throbbing sex. He teased her, his fingers moving along her outer lips, until he finally turned his hand, his middle finger separating her wet flesh and delving deep inside her.

She gasped, was a little embarrassed by how wet she was. Knew it wouldn’t take long for her to come. Already felt the pleasure burning in her core.

Lovely smut… oh, how I have missed thee!


He joined the first finger with another, pumped them skillfully, stroked her just as she needed it. His other hand came up, cupping her head and pulling her in for a wet kiss, his tongue demanding, mirroring the pumping of his fingers inside her.

He adjusted his hand, turning his fingers inside her until his thumb made contact with her clit, and she jumped at the firm pressure, choked as shockwaves of pleasure rolled over her.

She rocked her pelvis, working with him and against him at the same time, her sounds of pleasure muted by his mouth still on hers. They kissed passionately, tongue moving against tongue with languid pleasure, lips pliant and demanding of each other.

Beautiful! I’m constantly amazed how Josi can keep writing smut without it getting stale or repetitious. Amazing writing!


“Don’t you want help with that?” she asked breathlessly.

“Of course, but that’s not why we’re here.”

“So, we can get back to why we’re here when we’re done.”

He leaned down and kissed her hard on the lips. Pulled back and said, “It’s okay, Chloe. I’ll be fine until later.”

“Are you sure? I could always give you a little quickie to take the edge off.”

He scowled faintly, “That won’t be necessary.”

Heh. Is this part of his martyred complex? Lex cannot offer penance without adequate suffering (on every level possible)?


She cleared her throat, moved forward until she was standing beside Lex. Said teasingly, “Don’t think for one second this means you’re forgiven.”

His lips quirked, but he managed to say seriously, “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

This left me with mixed feelings. On one hand, it seems like Chloe is just being vindictive, withholding forgiveness despite everything Lex has done to prove how much he loves her.

But on the other hand, Chloe really needs to make sure that Lex doesn’t continue with his patronizing pattern of conduct. Controlling her through schemes and manipulations… keeping her weak and stupid ‘because he wants to protect her’.


He shrugged rather uncomfortably then said “I’ve spent countless years doing all kinds of research that many people scorned me for. There have been sacrifices and disappointments and at times even outright disasters, but in the end all it wasn’t for nothing. We managed to make progress and with every failure there was something to learn. And all those years of work have finally served a purpose. Your mother and the others who live in that building are proof of that.”

This was going ‘kind of’ over the top as to how Lex was so deserving of Chloe’s forgiveness. I could understand the reconciliation with the father. But then treating her mother, AND keeping the ‘new and improved’ Mrs. Sullivan a secret until Lex was ready to ‘present’ her to Chloe as a birthday present?

I’m not sure how I felt about Lex using Chloe’s mother for secret treatments without letting Chloe know (beforehand) what was happening. Was at least Gabe aware of the treatments being done on his ex-wife? Why didn’t HE tell Chloe then? I guess I’m angry that Chloe wasn’t told about her mother being taken care of by LexCorp facilities.


His voice startled her, “So, I guess this means you still hate me…”

She hugged him closer and rubbed her face against his chest. “I do hate you,” she sniffled. “I hate, hate, hate you. I hate you so much I don’t even know which side I’m on anymore.”

Lex’s arms tightened around her, and she felt him smiling against her hair as he said, “Thank God for that.”

I guess all the circumstances have come together to show that, despite his manipulative, conniving nature, Lex is really a good man at the deepest core of him. I’m still worried whether he’s going to continue to baby and ‘take care’ of Chloe by manipulating elements of her life behind her back. Such as her MOTHER??!! Chloe should have really been told about what was happening long before today.

Why didn’t Lex or Gabe tell her?

Anyhow, once Chloe takes Lex to task for his tendency to keeping her in the dark about… EVERYTHING… I really think they have a chance for a happy life together. IF Lex can be trusted to treat Chloe like a capable adult and an equal partner.

How goes ‘Ends of Being and Ideal Grace’? And how about Pulse? I really want to know how those two plot lines develop and progress.

westwingwolf
10th January 2007, 19:01
Poor Chloe never gets to pull one over on Lex. Give her some more time and she might just be able to. I loved that she was obsessed with his ass, who wouldn't be? If I had the chance to squeeze it, I would. Screw the embarrassment that might come from it, it would all be worth it. The elevator smut was awesome but I too was disappointed that it didn't go further. Damn Lex and his sense of control and obligation. I'm glad Lex was able to give her that moment with her mother, he's so sweet when he's not being an ass. I like that Lex wants to help people, I'm not naive to believe that some people won't be hurt in the process, but he's trying to do good. So if Chloe's not sure what side she's on anymore, does that mean a chance for her and Lex? Please say yes.

xxasaxx
10th January 2007, 20:05
Great chapter. I'm really loving this story

Alizaleven
10th January 2007, 22:32
Woah!!! I hate missing updates... but the reading what I've missed today has been utterly enjoyable. This story is so good, it's all twisty and turny just the way I like it. I loved that bit in the last part in the elevator... especially the part before where Chloe was fixated on his butt lol. *sigh* I can't wait for the next update :)

sarahnicole
12th January 2007, 01:14
I love, love, love (heh.) anything that has to do with Chloe's mom. Especially when she's only formerly crazy. :) Great surprise, I can't wait to see what else you have in store for these two!

lilinny
12th January 2007, 03:43
The surprises just keep on coming, first the revelation, then her dad, then Lex, then her mom. I can't to read what's next. Fantastic chapter.

buffiy18
15th January 2007, 00:05
That was such a sweet chapter. And the elevator scene was hot, although I was expecting to see the end. Hopefully Chloe and Lex find something productive to do while stuck for God knows now long in bumper to bumper traffic in a limo with tinted windows :)

Update soon... pleas :wub:

gecko
21st January 2007, 07:15
great update, can't wait for more, keep up the great work!

Esther25jm
21st January 2007, 08:47
Fantastic update!! Especially loved Chloe's fantasizing of Lex's butt and then getting to live the fantasy. Lucky woman!! Can't wait for another chapter!

JosiCuervo
25th January 2007, 04:15
Chapter 4 (part four)

Supposedly everything happens for a reason.

That reason my never be evident but it’s always there, lurking in the recesses of your mind, driving you bat-shit fucking crazy, until one day you just can’t take it anymore.

Chloe knew that feeling well. And no one ever gave her much credit for denying her curiosity the answer it craved. The cold, hard goddamned truth. She always got her answers, and this time would be no different.

Or at least that’s what she’d been telling herself for quite some time now.

A month had passed since her birthday and Chloe was feeling better about her developing relationship with Lex, even if she wasn’t entirely secure in the thought that he’d actually changed for the better. People can alter their actions and reactions, but deep down, they never really change. Just the act comes to the forefront and the illusion of change becomes the standing stone that one clings to.

Because deep down everyone wants to believe what they believe is really what should be believed.

Even if you’re left the fool for ever believing so.

And that’s what she was worried about at this point. He loved her, of that she had no doubt, but she had to question whether or not his love for her would best the agendas he still held close at hand. Whether he’d be able to successfully juggle his business-dealings and his relationship with her without everything becoming a giant clusterfuck of Secrets and Lies.

She liked to think that his love would always be enough. That she’d be able to overlook his shortcomings. That she’d somehow manage to deal with the darker side of his nature without ever holding it against him.

But realistically, she knew she didn’t live in that kind of fairytale.

Which was her reason for finally using her trump card. She’d been holding out for ages, in the hopes an opportunity would arise that wouldn’t warrant her using it. But she couldn’t take it anymore. Trump card be damned, she had to know.

So she rested her hand on his arm and said softly, “You still owe me.”

Lex blinked at her, confusion evident on his face as he responded, “Pardon?”

“You owe me anything I want.”

“How do you figure that?”

“The bet we made. About whether or not Lucas’ gun happened to be real.”

He raised a brow at her, said, “What about it?”

“I won the bet and you still owe me anything I want.”

He frowned slightly, “And what is it you want?”

She swallowed, her eyes closing as the words suddenly sticking in her throat. She took a breath then met his eyes again. “Why didn’t you tell me before?” she finally managed to spit out. “About my mother. Why didn’t you tell me what was going on from the start?”

They were seated at a booth in a swanky restaurant, waiting for the arrival of Lucas and his new flavor of the hour, and the sudden vocalization of the question startled her almost as much as it startled Lex. It sounded different out in the open than it did in her head. She didn’t really want to know, but in order to move forward as a couple, she had to know what was behind the secrecy.

Lex’s face twisted, and he hesitated briefly then said slowly, “I wanted to, Chloe, I wanted to tell you what was happening and what we planned, but there are strict confidentiality rules involved in any form of healthcare, and I have to abide by those rules. I couldn’t take the chance of losing what little credibility my research has earned by divulging private information without proper consent. Not even for you.”

She squinted at him, unsure of how to respond because she was torn between letting it go and digging for more. Finally said, “But still, couldn’t you have alluded to something without actually telling me.”

He gave her a wry look, “That would be fine if you’d have been content with my simply alluding to something. You never would’ve let me get away with that. Either I had to tell you everything or nothing at all.”

He was right about that. If she’d had even an inkling that he’d been up to something, she would’ve gotten it out of him one way or another. She wasn’t the top in her field for nothing. She’d earned every word of her reputation through blood, sweat and tears and no length was too far for her to find answers. Even if she’d had to go under, around, over or through him, one way or another, she would’ve found out the truth.

She frowned, “Does my dad know about it?”

“Yes, he’s the one who gave me permission. We were looking for otherwise healthy candidates for the program and I approached Gabe about it. He petitioned the courts to become your mother’s legal guardian and my facility took her in.”

“Why’d he have to petition the courts? Aren’t they still married?”

“She became a ward of the state at some point. Your father’s financial situation was never solid enough to take on that kind of expense so that was the only way to get her medical care paid. Once she entered our program I took care of all her medical and living expenses and he visited as often as he could and knew she was always well taken care of.”

Chloe frowned, “Then why didn’t he just tell me himself?”

“I don’t know for certain, and I can’t speak for Gabe, but I think it had something to do with your already tenuous relationship. You barely spoke to him at all, and when you did it was never in a friendly manner.”

“He didn’t think this information would’ve made me feel better?”

“He probably did, Chloe, but to what end? If he told you and things didn’t work out, how would that make you feel? Believe me, failure is never a good feeling, especially when it pertains to someone close to you, and having your hope crushed is one of the worst feelings in the world.”

She thought she understood where Lex was coming from, and she wanted to be understanding of her father’s reasons for not keeping her in the loop regarding her mother, but she was still rather angry and hurt that no one had bothered to inform her that her mother was being used as a guinea pig. And by the fact that she never would’ve been told anything if things had gone awry.

That’s what made her angry. She didn’t want Lex thinking that she would always accept secrecy from him. She didn’t want to have to worry about the things he wasn’t telling about their life.

“You can’t keep secrets from me, Lex”

He nodded in agreement, “I’m well aware of that, and I’m going to do my best to be open with you from now on as long as you take into consideration that there will always be things that I can’t tell you, and not hold it against me when I don’t.”

“Agreed,” Chloe said. “As long as you take into consideration that there will always be things that I can’t tell you, and not hold it against me when I don’t.”

He opened his mouth to reply, but the arrival of Lucas interrupted him. He bent closer to her and whispered, “We’ll discuss this later.”

She nodded then turned her attention to Lucas and his date. She was of the normal variety; blonde, tall, thin. Giant tits.

Chloe rolled her eyes, said sweetly, “Hello, Lucas.”

“Chloe,” he replied. “Always a pleasure.”

Introductions were made and Chloe decided that Lucas’ date, Emilie, seemed to have a brain in her head, though the jury was still out on whether or not it was true. She tried to never give anyone too much credit. They rarely lived up to expectations anyway.

“Did we interrupt something important?” Lucas asked. “Because we’d be happy to come back later if you need more alone time. I’m sure we could find something to amuse each other…”

He let his words drift into innuendo and winked at Chloe. Emilie gave him an annoyed look, but remained quiet, and Chloe’s opinion of the other woman rose significantly. If she’d reached out and slapped him, she would’ve been perfect.

Chloe laughed, “I see you’re still making assumptions based on your own twisted logic, Lucas. I figured you’d have stopped that after the last fiasco.”

She didn’t have to wait long before Lucas’ date took the bait. This was her new favorite hobby. Sabotaging Lucas’ love life.

“Fiasco?” Emilie said. “What kind of fiasco?”

Lucas glowered, “I don’t think that’s really relevant to this conversation.”

“Come now, Lucas,” Lex interrupted, smiling pleasantly. “Why shouldn’t it be relevant if your date is curious about your fiascos?”

“It’s not just my fiasco, Lex, so quit trying to pass all the blame onto me.”

Lex quit smiling and glared at his brother, “Let’s not start that again. You didn’t want Chloe as long as she wanted me, so you have no reason to be resentful that she’s with me now. It was your bed, now lie in it. Quietly.”

“Wait,” Emilie said eyeing Chloe and Lucas suspiciously. “You used to date?”

Chloe nodded, “Yes.”

The younger woman frowned slightly, “Isn’t that a little….awkward?”

“Not in the least.” Chloe and Lucas stated at the same time.

Emilie raised her brows and snorted, “So you’re all pretty cozy then?”

“I wouldn’t go that far,” Chloe explained. “I’ve just made great progress in resisting the urge to cut off his balls.”

The younger woman frowned, shifted in her seat uncomfortably. Asked, “Why did you want to cut off his balls?”

“For being an assuming bastard who thought he could make decisions for me.”

“How so?”

“Lucas and I dated for a while and things were progressing nicely, but then out of the blue he decided that I was in love with Lex and ruined everything by sabotaging our relationship.”

Emilie looked even more perplexed as she asked, “Were you in love with Lex?”

“Not really,” Chloe explained. “It was more sick infatuation than love. But rather than ask me about it, Lucas took it upon himself, with his father’s help, to hatch a plan that would get us together.”

“But obviously it worked...”

“For the most part, but it was really touch-and-go for a while.”

Emilie frowned thoughtfully, “How did he sabotage your relationship?”

“Oh, the usual,” Chloe replied. “He got drunk and acted like the biggest jackass you’re likely to ever meet. He had jealous fits over everyone I came in contact with. Sometimes he’d go out and just never return. It was all really quite juvenile.”

“That’s terrible.” Emilie gasped.

“Yes, but he’d better now. The rehab really helped him get his shit together.”

Emilie looked between the three of them doubtfully then stood up, “Please, excuse me for a moment.”

Chloe nodded, “Sure.”

As the young woman walked away Lucas glared at her, “Thanks a lot, Chloe. She’s probably headed for the nearest exit.”

“Then she’s smarter than I originally thought.”

Lex chuckled, “I hate to break it to you Lucas, but I think this will be the main conversation for many years to come. You might want to start showing up alone.”

Lucas glared at her some more, said sullenly, “Why should I have to pay until the end of time? How come you don’t get to suffer right along with me?”

Chloe smiled sweetly, her hand squeezing Lex’s thigh as she said, “Oh, but he does suffer, Lucas. He suffers on a daily basis. You just don’t get to be privy to it.”

Lex shifted closer to her and nodded, “That’s true. Not a day goes by that I’m not reminded of what an insufferable, arrogant bastard I am. I’m quite afraid that retribution will be long and painful. She’ll probably never finish with me.”

Lucas eyed them distrustfully, said, “That would be much more believable if you’d say it sans her hand on your person.”

Lex shrugged slightly, said “What’s a man to do?”

TBC

Author's note: Epilogue to follow...at some point...

lj715
25th January 2007, 05:22
So glad you updated. Excellent...loved it! Did Emilie really take off on Lucas? I guess I would've too in that situation. My favorite line was how Chloe says that Lex suffers everyday ( just as it should be for every man..lol). Can't wait for more.

Zannie
25th January 2007, 15:08
That reason my never be evident but it’s always there, lurking in the recesses of your mind, driving you bat-shit fucking crazy, until one day you just can’t take it anymore.

Heheh. How's that for some good philosophizing?


Because deep down everyone wants to believe what they believe is really what should be believed.

Quite true. Otherwise they wouldn't believe it. That's the nature of belief. No matter how much people talk about fuzzy, tolerant everyone's-belief-is-vaild, the nature of belief dictates that you're convinced everyone else is wrong. Otherwise you wouldn't believe what you believe.


She liked to think that his love would always be enough. That she’d be able to overlook his shortcomings. That she’d somehow manage to deal with the darker side of his nature without ever holding it against him.

But realistically, she knew she didn’t live in that kind of fairytale

Sadly, this is a very realistic take on a relationship with Lex, even a Lex in love, especially as you've portrayed him here. I'm glad Chloe hasn't fallen into ignorant bliss.


“The bet we made. About whether or not Lucas’ gun happened to be real.”

He raised a brow at her, said, “What about it?”

“I won the bet and you still owe me anything I want.”

Heh. Good for Chloe for not letting go of such an excellent trump card. I'm very interested in how she's going to use it.


That’s what made her angry. She didn’t want Lex thinking that she would always accept secrecy from him. She didn’t want to have to worry about the things he wasn’t telling about their life.

“You can’t keep secrets from me, Lex”

Very human response and I don't blame Chloe--even though Lex's explanation makes sense. Being left out of knowledge always makes you feel helpless--especially if it's knowledge that very much concerns you.


He let his words drift into innuendo and winked at Chloe. Emilie gave him an annoyed look, but remained quiet, and Chloe’s opinion of the other woman rose significantly. If she’d reached out and slapped him, she would’ve been perfect.

Heh. Who is this chick? I'd give Lucas an annoyed look too.


“I wouldn’t go that far,” Chloe explained. “I’ve just made great progress in resisting the urge to cut off his balls.”

The younger woman frowned, shifted in her seat uncomfortably. Asked, “Why did you want to cut off his balls?”

Heh. Poor, poor Emilie. She has no idea.


Lex shifted closer to her and nodded, “That’s true. Not a day goes by that I’m not reminded of what an insufferable, arrogant bastard I am. I’m quite afraid that retribution will be long and painful. She’ll probably never finish with me.”

Lucas eyed them distrustfully, said, “That would be much more believable if you’d say it sans her hand on your person.”

Lex shrugged slightly, said “What’s a man to do?”

*cackle* This is great. I'm ecstatic that Lex recognizes what an insufferable, arrogant bastard he is and that he recognizes Chloe recognizes it too. Their relationship in this story has been so atypical and complex--it's actually been suspenseful since I've never known exactly where you were going to take it. But I really like how you wrapped it up here. Nothing is really resolved but everyone is in a position to keep moving to the next step. Very realistic and satisfying.

But you know what would be even more satisfying? Smut in the epilogue. I need some happy smut to resolve everything. I know smut is really hard to write and take a really long time--so much so that it's often not worth it--but maybe a little more for my (very extended) birthday?

Thanks very much for the update. I'll look forward to the epilogue.

westwingwolf
25th January 2007, 19:38
I love that Chloe makes Lucas suffer by sabatoging his dates. However Chloe chooses to punish Lex and whether or not he's okay with it is their own business so Lucas can just deal with it. I'm glad that the relationship is normal and not all lovey-dovey, ignore every bad thing and focus on the good. They need to talk about these things and it's good that they do.

SianUrsula
25th January 2007, 21:43
Oh joy - my two favourite things! Fabulous Chlex scenes and Lucas made to suffer! But in a good way of course! So glad you updated, can't wait for hte epilogue.

TheDragonLady
25th January 2007, 23:13
WONDERful... I don't want it to ever end... :(

somethingeasy
25th January 2007, 23:22
Supposedly everything happens for a reason.

That reason my never be evident but it’s always there, lurking in the recesses of your mind, driving you bat-shit fucking crazy, until one day you just can’t take it anymore.

This was a nice beginning to the chapter. Interesting philosophy. LOL!


And that’s what she was worried about at this point. He loved her, of that she had no doubt, but she had to question whether or not his love for her would best the agendas he still held close at hand. Whether he’d be able to successfully juggle his business-dealings and his relationship with her without everything becoming a giant clusterfuck of Secrets and Lies.

She liked to think that his love would always be enough. That she’d be able to overlook his shortcomings. That she’d somehow manage to deal with the darker side of his nature without ever holding it against him.

But realistically, she knew she didn’t live in that kind of fairytale.

I was SO glad that Chloe had not lost her sense of reality (or cynicism) through sentimentality. And quite honestly, it would only be a foolish woman who would believe that ‘true love’ would spontaneously change Lex’s nature to become open, honest and upfront.


Which was her reason for finally using her trump card. She’d been holding out for ages, in the hopes an opportunity would arise that wouldn’t warrant her using it. But she couldn’t take it anymore. Trump card be damned, she had to know.

So she rested her hand on his arm and said softly, “You still owe me.”

Lex blinked at her, confusion evident on his face as he responded, “Pardon?”

“You owe me anything I want.”

“How do you figure that?”

“The bet we made. About whether or not Lucas’ gun happened to be real.”

He raised a brow at her, said, “What about it?”

“I won the bet and you still owe me anything I want.”

ROFLOL! Good for Chloe for remembering the deal they made. And it was truly excellent that she held onto that trump card for something important and difficult to get rather than wasting it on sexual favours or something.


Lex’s face twisted, and he hesitated briefly then said slowly, “I wanted to, Chloe, I wanted to tell you what was happening and what we planned, but there are strict confidentiality rules involved in any form of healthcare, and I have to abide by those rules. I couldn’t take the chance of losing what little credibility my research has earned by divulging private information without proper consent. Not even for you.”

She squinted at him, unsure of how to respond because she was torn between letting it go and digging for more. Finally said, “But still, couldn’t you have alluded to something without actually telling me.”

He gave her a wry look, “That would be fine if you’d have been content with my simply alluding to something. You never would’ve let me get away with that. Either I had to tell you everything or nothing at all.”

I’ll admit, I was rather upset about Lex keeping Mrs. Sullivan’s recovery a secret from Chloe until the most opportune time for HIM came about. But his explanation made perfect sense. And he’s right that it would have been ethically wrong of him to have alluded to Mrs. Sullivan’s treatment and progress to anyone other than the guardian.

Lex must have gained permission to inform Chloe about her mother’s progress only AFTER she and her reconciled.


“Why’d he have to petition the courts? Aren’t they still married?”

“She became a ward of the state at some point. Your father’s financial situation was never solid enough to take on that kind of expense so that was the only way to get her medical care paid. Once she entered our program I took care of all her medical and living expenses and he visited as often as he could and knew she was always well taken care of.”

I really liked this bit of realism here. It’s always the ‘little’ details that help make a fic more believable, substantial and engrossing for the viewer.


She thought she understood where Lex was coming from, and she wanted to be understanding of her father’s reasons for not keeping her in the loop regarding her mother, but she was still rather angry and hurt that no one had bothered to inform her that her mother was being used as a guinea pig. And by the fact that she never would’ve been told anything if things had gone awry.

Like Lex mentioned, it wasn’t really HIS choice to keep it a secret. As to why Gabe kept it a secret… I suppose he had valid reasons of his own, and I find it easy to forgive him because I don’t believe any of those reasons were malicious or self-serving in nature.


That’s what made her angry. She didn’t want Lex thinking that she would always accept secrecy from him. She didn’t want to have to worry about the things he wasn’t telling about their life.

“You can’t keep secrets from me, Lex”

He nodded in agreement, “I’m well aware of that, and I’m going to do my best to be open with you from now on as long as you take into consideration that there will always be things that I can’t tell you, and not hold it against me when I don’t.”

“Agreed,” Chloe said. “As long as you take into consideration that there will always be things that I can’t tell you, and not hold it against me when I don’t.”

I’m glad Chloe put her foot down on this issue. Disregarding Mrs. Sullivan’s treatments, Lex was still an ass for scheming and manipulating behind Chloe’s back while keeping her in the dark about what was really going on.

I’m not assured he won’t continue keeping secrets, but perhaps he’ll think twice before outright deceiving Chloe again.

Heh. But I WAS pleased by the way Chloe returned his words right back at him. What’s good for the goose and all that…

But I would have liked to have heard Lex’s reply to her wry retort to his slightly pompous statement. :D


“Did we interrupt something important?” Lucas asked. “Because we’d be happy to come back later if you need more alone time. I’m sure we could find something to amuse each other…”

He let his words drift into innuendo and winked at Chloe. Emilie gave him an annoyed look, but remained quiet, and Chloe’s opinion of the other woman rose significantly. If she’d reached out and slapped him, she would’ve been perfect.

It IS heartening to see that Lucas’s taste in women has improved since he fell for Chloe. I guess he’s finally developed the urge to start going out with women who have the wit to speak their minds. Even if she DOES sound like she resembles a Barbie doll.

I sincerely hope it was the former, and not the latter qualities than attracted Lucas to this female.


She didn’t have to wait long before Lucas’ date took the bait. This was her new favorite hobby. Sabotaging Lucas’ love life.

“Fiasco?” Emilie said. “What kind of fiasco?”

Lucas glowered, “I don’t think that’s really relevant to this conversation.”

“Come now, Lucas,” Lex interrupted, smiling pleasantly. “Why shouldn’t it be relevant if your date is curious about your fiascos?”

“It’s not just my fiasco, Lex, so quit trying to pass all the blame onto me.”

Lex quit smiling and glared at his brother, “Let’s not start that again. You didn’t want Chloe as long as she wanted me, so you have no reason to be resentful that she’s with me now. It was your bed, now lie in it. Quietly.”

I was ROTFLOL at this exchange. Chloe’s new hobby amused and delighted me to no end. I can only imagine how much fun it would be to sabotage an ex-boyfriend’s chances of getting lucky EVER again.

And Lex’s admonishment over here was HILARIOUS! I always adore his dry sense of humour. ‘it’s your bed, now lie in it. Quietly.’ ROTFLMAO!


“Wait,” Emilie said eyeing Chloe and Lucas suspiciously. “You used to date?”

Chloe nodded, “Yes.”

The younger woman frowned slightly, “Isn’t that a little….awkward?”

“Not in the least.” Chloe and Lucas stated at the same time.

More LOL! Riiight! Not awkward at all!


Emilie looked even more perplexed as she asked, “Were you in love with Lex?”

“Not really,” Chloe explained. “It was more sick infatuation than love. But rather than ask me about it, Lucas took it upon himself, with his father’s help, to hatch a plan that would get us together.”

This was interesting. And it was good to see that Chloe had not fooled herself into believing that the rather inordinate amount of lust she felt around Lex was actually ‘love’.

AND she also confronted Lucas about the idiotic levels he lowered himself down to.

But I have to wonder whether Lex’s feelings are hurt by Chloe’s blasé statement about chalking up the attraction between them to ‘sick fascination’. Even if it wasn’t love or affection, it would have been nice to know that it was at least SOME healthy form of attraction.

‘sick fascination’?!

How does she feel about their relationship now then? I hope Lex has a little talk with her about her choice of words.


Emilie frowned thoughtfully, “How did he sabotage your relationship?”

“Oh, the usual,” Chloe replied. “He got drunk and acted like the biggest jackass you’re likely to ever meet. He had jealous fits over everyone I came in contact with. Sometimes he’d go out and just never return. It was all really quite juvenile.”

“That’s terrible.” Emilie gasped.

“Yes, but he’d better now. The rehab really helped him get his shit together.”

Emilie looked between the three of them doubtfully then stood up, “Please, excuse me for a moment.”

ROFLOL! Another Lucas/other relationship down the drain. I wonder how many of Lucas’s potential ‘true loves’ Chloe has torpedoed in this fashion.

Poor fellow! ROTFLMAO!


Lucas glared at her some more, said sullenly, “Why should I have to pay until the end of time? How come you don’t get to suffer right along with me?”

Chloe smiled sweetly, her hand squeezing Lex’s thigh as she said, “Oh, but he does suffer, Lucas. He suffers on a daily basis. You just don’t get to be privy to it.”

I was LOL at Lucas’s indignation about being the ‘only’ Luthor who is suffering the wrath of Chloe, and I was ROTFLOL at Chloe’s reassurance that he was definitely NOT the only Luthor who was in ‘misery’.

I wonder what unique form of vengeance she’s taking against Lionel. Or did the eldest Luthor get away with HIS part in the scheming and deception?


Lex shifted closer to her and nodded, “That’s true. Not a day goes by that I’m not reminded of what an insufferable, arrogant bastard I am. I’m quite afraid that retribution will be long and painful. She’ll probably never finish with me.”

Lucas eyed them distrustfully, said, “That would be much more believable if you’d say it sans her hand on your person.”

Lex shrugged slightly, said “What’s a man to do?”

ROTFLMAO! I didn’t know whether to laugh hysterically or swoon about how Lex has ‘resigned’ himself to the ‘misery’ inflicted by Chloe. He just seems so damned happy about being stuck in this long and painful purgatory of a relationship. Actually, the hysterical laughter and cackling has won out over the swooning mushiness.


Author's note: Epilogue to follow...at some point...

oh, how LOVELY! I’m looking forward to seeing how the epilogue goes. Lex might have been quite up front and open about how he feels about Chloe, but Chloe has yet to define her feelings or her expectations about where this relationship is headed.

Sick fascination?

Can we also have lots of heavy duty smut in the epilogue. The plot progression was great, but I really miss Josi-fic-sex. Please update soon.

And THANK you for updating ‘Ends of Being and Ideal Grace’. It was wonderful, and I was SO pleased to see more Lex-devotion over there. Now if only we could get some more explanations about the mysteries that keep running along in the story… pretty please?

lilinny
28th January 2007, 03:59
Great chapter, especially the stuff with Lucas.

ptite_mily
26th February 2007, 21:04
Lucas is HOT
message paid for by the comittee for useless but still interesting pieces of information

malugargula
27th February 2007, 03:39
This fic is great
Man what a plan these Luthors came up with
LOL
I'm eager to see the epilogue

JosiCuervo
28th February 2007, 00:42
Author's note: Finally, here's a short epilogue. Hope it was almost worth the wait.


Epilogue


Chloe and Lex had been dating for quite some time.

They’d been living together for the better part of a month.

And Chloe was getting another reminder on why relationships are easier when both parties maintain separate living quarters.

Because then, whenever he said something stupid, she could just go home.

Now all she could do was give him a dirty look and stomp off towards a room he had full access to. She couldn’t even lock him out effectively, the whole master key factor being a serious damper on her urge to be rid of him.

So most of the time she simply turned mulish argued with him.

Especially when he was talking nonsense.

Like right now.

“Maybe I don’t want to get married!” Chloe glared at Lex, resisting her urge to reach out and poke him as hard as she could.

He gave her a strange look, said disbelievingly, “But all women want to get married.”

Chloe’s eyes widened in horror, her mouth dropping open in shock as she asked, “You’re kidding, right?”

Lex didn’t blink, but his lips twitched almost inconspicuously, “Well, don’t they?”

Chloe glared at him then gave up and reached out, poked him in the side. Said, “Quit fucking around, Lex. It’s not funny.”

He gave her a mock innocent look, “What’d I do?”

“You know exactly what you’re doing, so quit playing the innocent. It really doesn’t suit you anyway.”

Lex smirked, reached out and pulled her against him. Gazed into her eyes and said, “Then marry me already.”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t want to get married.”

“What will it take to change your mind?”

She smiled up at him, “Time. Lots and lots of time.”

“Is that all?”

“Nope.”

“What else?”

“I’m not going to tell you everything.”

”Why not?”

“Because a girl needs to keep a few secrets of her own. Otherwise, you might lose interest and search for greener pastures.”

“Never.”

“Now come on, Lex, you should’ve learned by now to never, say never. That’s how we ended up in trouble in the first place.”

“No, Chloe,” he retorted. “We ended up in trouble because you said the lack of a condom wouldn’t be a problem.”

Chloe gasped in outrage, her hands resting on her belly defensively as she wailed, “Are you saying this is my fault!?”

Lex’s eyes widened, “No. Absolutely not.”

“Then what are you saying?”

Lex swallowed visibly, his eyes glinting with humor, “That you’re beautiful and perfect and the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

She squinted at him disbelievingly, unable to stop the twitching of her own lips as she muttered, “Nice save, Luthor.”

He smiled, “Thank you.”

She shook her head, laughing softly as she made her way out of the room. She stopped in the doorway, turned to him and asked innocently, “Did you want some sex?”

He raised an eyebrow at her, “Is that a trick question?”

“Of course.”

“What’s the correct answer?”

“I’m sure you’ll figure it out.” She smiled at him innocently then turned and made her way down the hallway towards their bedroom.

She barely made it into the room before he was behind her, his hands wrapping around her middle, his bare chest against her back, his lips hot and wet on her neck.

She couldn’t stop the sigh of pleasure that escaped her lips as he urged her further into the room. He pulled her top over her head, his hands reaching around to cup her heavy breasts, stroking lightly and rubbing his palms against her nipples

She gasped, her mouth parting slightly as she arched into him, pushing her sensitized breasts more firmly into his open hands. He tweaked her nipples gently between his fingers and she moaned softly, a shudder rolling through her body as pleasure burned at her center.

Lex stroked both hands down her body to caress her swollen belly, his fingers rubbing over the smooth skin erotically.

Her head fell back against his shoulder, her hands moving to grip his wrists almost tenderly. She never thought she’d be in this position. Never once considered that she’d end up like this.

Couldn’t find any reason to mind at the moment.

He bent his head and smiled against her neck, licking and biting her pulse point as he massaged her belly. He stepped closer to her, pushing her pants over her hips and pressing the hard bulge in his pants against her naked ass.

She reached behind her and squeezed the length of his erection in her hand.

He groaned, moved around and stroked a hand further down her body, helping her remove her pajama pants and then stroking the trimmed hair between her thighs.

He delved into her intimate folds and massaged her sensitive clit, earning a gasp of pleasure from her. Her hands came up, gripping his shoulders as she tried to maintain her balance.

“Hold onto me Chloe,” he muttered huskily then sunk to his knees.

Her grip on his shoulders tightened, her fingers digging in as she bent forward slightly, opening her legs wider to make way for his touch. He bent his head down, maneuvering under her swollen stomach to mouth her intimate flesh delicately.

He spread her open with his fingers, flicking his tongue over her rapidly then sucking the tight bundle of nerves into his mouth.

She leaned on him further, gasping loudly, her legs shaking from the awkward position and the pleasure coiling at her center.

She broadened her stance slightly, opening herself further to his exploring mouth, his hands taking advantage of the new position by parting her slick folds even more, his quick tongue moving over her exactly how she liked it.

She rocked her hips as he fluttered his tongue on her clit, groaning as he lapped at the swollen nub, moaning loudly as he shook his head against her fiercely.

He growled low in his throat, opening his mouth wider and letting the vibrations pulse over her flesh. He scraped his teeth over her clit then soothed her with a quick series of hard swipes of his tongue.

She came hard, moaning and grinding her pussy against his face, her body shuddering with her release.

He pulled his mouth away from her, his gaze hot on her face as he licked her wetness from his lips. His nostrils flared and he thrust his fingers into her heat, stretching her, preparing her for more.

He curled his fingers, pressing into her g-spot. He moved his thumb, rubbing her clit, effectively pushing her over the edge again, groaning as he watched her face flush with renewed pleasure.

He stood up and removed his pants, one hand squeezing his hard cock as he watched her with lust-filled eyes. “Face the bed,” he murmured huskily. “Bend over for me.”

She turned and bent over the bed, bracing herself as best she could before tilting her head at him and smiling seductively, “Like this?”

A flare of primal heat burned in his gaze and he quickly stepped forward, nudging her intimate flesh with the head of cock, his moan of pleasure his only response. He pushed into her, grunting as she tightened around him, her channel already quivering deliciously.

He pulled out slightly then gradually pushed back into her and she mewed in pleasure, incapable of stopping the almost frantic sounds falling from her lips in quick succession.

It wouldn’t take much to push her over the edge. Wouldn’t take much at all.

She shuddered beneath him then rolled her hips, pushing her ass back against him as he pressed forward.

She felt him lean over her, felt the bite of his teeth on her shoulder and the answering tug of arousal pulsing between her legs.

He reared back, reaching between them and spreading the cheeks of her ass. He gripped her inner thigh, gently easing her leg up until her knee was braced on the bed.

Used the exposed position to his advantage by pressing his fingers against her clit.

He stroked her with his fingers then pushed into her, burying his cock in her quivering depths. He froze inside her, pushing against her steadily, his fingers flicking her clit rhythmically.

She gasped loudly, her body tensing, her arms shaking as another orgasm approached.

Pressed her face against the comforter as she came again, her body spasming beneath the heavy press of his body.

He bit down on her shoulder again, growling desperately as he came, his cock pulsing inside her. His arms moved around her, his hands stroking over her stomach possessively as he gasped against her shoulder, the back of her neck.

After a few moments he pulled his softening cock from her body and helped her into the bed. Crawled in after her, easing his arm under her head, his chest pressed against her back.

She curled his arm around her front, clutching him to her, finding some reassurance in his presence behind her. Got as comfortable as her distended belly allowed.

Squirmed in annoyance and muttered, “Damn it.”

“What is it?”

“I have to pee,” she mumbled tiredly.

He chuckled against her hair and she smiled in response, the familiar vibrations of his laughter sending a warm sensation throughout her body.

A sensation that was becoming increasingly familiar and almost expected.

Something she didn’t even cringe about anymore.

She didn’t know when it had happened.

Must’ve been busy making other plans at the very moment when things had changed.

But she wasn’t sorry.

She wasn’t sorry at all.


THE END

xxasaxx
28th February 2007, 01:42
awww! great ending!

malugargula
28th February 2007, 01:55
A perfect ending for a perfect fic
:D
Thanks

westwingwolf
28th February 2007, 02:32
Great ending, good to see that Chloe and Lex still have a good relationship with nice healthy fights. Excellent smut!

lj715
28th February 2007, 02:45
Excellent ending!!!!!! Iloved it all.

SianUrsula
28th February 2007, 03:30
oh yay! I'm so glad you gave it an ending!! It's so wonderful. and quite sappy as well...sigh... so good

Esther25jm
28th February 2007, 04:40
Aww, fantastic ending!! I absolutely loved it and am gonna miss new updates, too.

Zannie
28th February 2007, 16:03
Author's note: Finally, here's a short epilogue. Hope it was almost worth the wait.

Of course it is. And who else can claim to have a birthday present that lasted two full months?


And Chloe was getting another reminder on why relationships are easier when both parties maintain separate living quarters.

Because then, whenever he said something stupid, she could just go home.

Heh. This sounds familiar.


“Maybe I don’t want to get married!” Chloe glared at Lex, resisting her urge to reach out and poke him as hard as she could.

He gave her a strange look, said disbelievingly, “But all women want to get married.”

Ha! Now it's sounding even more familiar! *giggles hysterically*


Lex didn’t blink, but his lips twitched almost inconspicuously, “Well, don’t they?”

Aw, Lex. I love it when his lip twitches. He's teasing her, isn't he? He probably deserves a smack but he's just so adorable.


“What will it take to change your mind?”

She smiled up at him, “Time. Lots and lots of time.”

*nods emphatically* A pefectly legitimate need. He needs to learn to be patient.

Patience is good for the soul.


No, Chloe,” he retorted. “We ended up in trouble because you said the lack of a condom wouldn’t be a problem.”

Chloe gasped in outrage, her hands resting on her belly defensively as she wailed, “Are you saying this is my fault!?”

What the . . .?

What? *blinks*

WHAT?


Lex swallowed visibly, his eyes glinting with humor, “That you’re beautiful and perfect and the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

She squinted at him disbelievingly, unable to stop the twitching of her own lips as she muttered, “Nice save, Luthor.”

Indeed.

If only all men knew how to pull themselves out of trouble as handily as Lex does.


She shook her head, laughing softly as she made her way out of the room. She stopped in the doorway, turned to him and asked innocently, “Did you want some sex?”

Ha! So you worked it in after all, did you? I love this line. And I love Lex's response even more. (Was that the real response?)


Couldn’t find any reason to mind at the moment.

Would that be your perspective, I wonder? Heheh.


Pressed her face against the comforter as she came again, her body spasming beneath the heavy press of his body.

Yum. Nothing like the heavy press of a yummy male body. It's one of my favorite descriptions.

I saw a lot of my favorite descriptions. *snicker* I think you know all my tricks too well. I've got to find some new ones.


But she wasn’t sorry.

She wasn’t sorry at all.

I'm so happy they worked everything out. How hiliarious that they're ending up in a pretty traditional relationship. They're just going to be a big schmoopy family, aren't they?

And I got smut after all. I'm so happy that you decided to take the time to write it. We're so fortunate, given the circumstances.

Thanks for you wonderful, creative, delightful birthday story. I loved every minute of it.

somethingeasy
28th February 2007, 18:28
Chloe and Lex had been dating for quite some time.

They’d been living together for the better part of a month.

And Chloe was getting another reminder on why relationships are easier when both parties maintain separate living quarters.

Because then, whenever he said something stupid, she could just go home.

Now all she could do was give him a dirty look and stomp off towards a room he had full access to. She couldn’t even lock him out effectively, the whole master key factor being a serious damper on her urge to be rid of him.

ROTFLMAO! I really loved this beginning. It helped show how, even the most romantic and sexiest of couples can have moments when they are seriously pissed passed the point of no return towards each other. It helps establish the relationship more ‘real’ and believable as compared to constant sex and romantic nights out together.


He gave her a strange look, said disbelievingly, “But all women want to get married.”

Chloe’s eyes widened in horror, her mouth dropping open in shock as she asked, “You’re kidding, right?”

Lex didn’t blink, but his lips twitched almost inconspicuously, “Well, don’t they?”

Oh thanks heavens, he was just pulling Chloe’s leg over there. Heh, Lex is irresistible when he’s employing that beautiful, adorable, dry sense of humour of his.


“No, Chloe,” he retorted. “We ended up in trouble because you said the lack of a condom wouldn’t be a problem.”

Chloe gasped in outrage, her hands resting on her belly defensively as she wailed, “Are you saying this is my fault!?”

Lex’s eyes widened, “No. Absolutely not.”

“Then what are you saying?”

Lex swallowed visibly, his eyes glinting with humor, “That you’re beautiful and perfect and the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

ROTFLMAO! All those years in dealing with women has left Lex with MORE than just a set of skills in seduction. He is SUCH a charmer, and it’s a good thing Chloe is a ‘little’ too cynically hard-headed to fall for his lines too easily.

Quite honestly, I don’t think I would have been able to resist him, AT ALL!

And it took a SECOND reading for me to figure out the significance of her pointing to her belly. WTF?! Is this really a Josi fic? ROTFLOL! Oh. My. Heavens!

It only increases my respect for Lex’s ability to placate her when she gets into this hormonally outrages state of mind. LOL!


She shook her head, laughing softly as she made her way out of the room. She stopped in the doorway, turned to him and asked innocently, “Did you want some sex?”

He raised an eyebrow at her, “Is that a trick question?”

“Of course.”

“What’s the correct answer?”

“I’m sure you’ll figure it out.” She smiled at him innocently then turned and made her way down the hallway towards their bedroom.

LOL! I guess Chloe can’t really resist him after all. I don’t blame her. But I love how she gives as good as she gets. ‘what the correct answer?’… ROTFLMAO!

I also love how she keeps Lex off balance like this. He needs his playmates to be challenging to keep his interest going.


She barely made it into the room before he was behind her, his hands wrapping around her middle, his bare chest against her back, his lips hot and wet on her neck.

She couldn’t stop the sigh of pleasure that escaped her lips as he urged her further into the room. He pulled her top over her head, his hands reaching around to cup her heavy breasts, stroking lightly and rubbing his palms against her nipples

Heh. Absolutely the correct response to Chloe’s challenge. Lovely sweet beginning with the promise of hotness, I’m loving the smut already.


“Hold onto me Chloe,” he muttered huskily then sunk to his knees.

Her grip on his shoulders tightened, her fingers digging in as she bent forward slightly, opening her legs wider to make way for his touch. He bent his head down, maneuvering under her swollen stomach to mouth her intimate flesh delicately.

He spread her open with his fingers, flicking his tongue over her rapidly then sucking the tight bundle of nerves into his mouth.

She leaned on him further, gasping loudly, her legs shaking from the awkward position and the pleasure coiling at her center.

Beautiful! I missed all the intense smutty details a person gets when reading Josi-sex-scene. I especially liked how Josi described the position as being awkward, yet still so pleasureable.


He pulled his mouth away from her, his gaze hot on her face as he licked her wetness from his lips. His nostrils flared and he thrust his fingers into her heat, stretching her, preparing her for more.

He curled his fingers, pressing into her g-spot. He moved his thumb, rubbing her clit, effectively pushing her over the edge again, groaning as he watched her face flush with renewed pleasure.

Ooooh YUMMY! Best of all, it seems like those hormones have made Chloe ripe for a multiple-orgasmic session. I wonder how many times she’s going to come. Lovely!


He stood up and removed his pants, one hand squeezing his hard cock as he watched her with lust-filled eyes. “Face the bed,” he murmured huskily. “Bend over for me.”

She turned and bent over the bed, bracing herself as best she could before tilting her head at him and smiling seductively, “Like this?”

A flare of primal heat burned in his gaze and he quickly stepped forward, nudging her intimate flesh with the head of cock, his moan of pleasure his only response. He pushed into her, grunting as she tightened around him, her channel already quivering deliciously.

He pulled out slightly then gradually pushed back into her and she mewed in pleasure, incapable of stopping the almost frantic sounds falling from her lips in quick succession.

It wouldn’t take much to push her over the edge. Wouldn’t take much at all.

And we’re going from sweet sexual pleasure to something more primal and caveman like. Be still my heart! (and my loins). hothothotHOT!


He reared back, reaching between them and spreading the cheeks of her ass. He gripped her inner thigh, gently easing her leg up until her knee was braced on the bed.

Used the exposed position to his advantage by pressing his fingers against her clit.

He stroked her with his fingers then pushed into her, burying his cock in her quivering depths. He froze inside her, pushing against her steadily, his fingers flicking her clit rhythmically.

She gasped loudly, her body tensing, her arms shaking as another orgasm approached.

Pressed her face against the comforter as she came again, her body spasming beneath the heavy press of his body.

I have to admit, seeing Lex descending to his inner-caveman always always been one of my favourite kinds of smuttiness.


He bit down on her shoulder again, growling desperately as he came, his cock pulsing inside her. His arms moved around her, his hands stroking over her stomach possessively as he gasped against her shoulder, the back of her neck.

After a few moments he pulled his softening cock from her body and helped her into the bed. Crawled in after her, easing his arm under her head, his chest pressed against her back.

I also love seeing Lex turned into a satisfied, sated, limp noodle after a bout of aggressive sex with Chloe. It’s always delightful seeing how easily Chloe can turn him into mush.


He chuckled against her hair and she smiled in response, the familiar vibrations of his laughter sending a warm sensation throughout her body.

A sensation that was becoming increasingly familiar and almost expected.

Something she didn’t even cringe about anymore.

She didn’t know when it had happened.

Must’ve been busy making other plans at the very moment when things had changed.

But she wasn’t sorry.

She wasn’t sorry at all.

This was a lovely ending to a very fun filled fic. I’m sorry to say good bye to it, but it was nice to get this kind of closure. AND this might signal the end to the break Josi has been taking from her writing? I look forward to updates on your other fics, Josi. Pretty please?

lilinny
3rd March 2007, 20:02
I do love happy endings. Great story.

DiscoGhostie
6th March 2007, 05:25
I've been meaning to start in on this one for...oh, simply ages now, and now that I have I'm so glad of it. :) Once again, you've rocked every last sock in my possession. Well done and thank you. I know writing is often a thankless job, fan fic even more so, but everything I've read of yours so far has been a delight.

I'm giddy for the next installment.

Ainur
11th March 2007, 19:54
This story was amazing. Great job!

Pieper
23rd May 2007, 01:04
Great story.

kg99
10th June 2007, 05:19
Great story.

Emch
10th June 2007, 18:01
Incredible fic. I love it. Keep writing stories like this one.

scarlet
2nd July 2007, 20:45
Very enjoyable story. I thought it was sweet that Lucas cared about her enough to let her go and it was interesting to try to figure out Lex as the story went along.

It's interesting, I don't watch the show, so I don't really know what the deal is with Lex and Lana, so it sort of amuses me when it comes up in stories because the way everyone despises the relationship is so obvious. I didn't get what Lex was thinking staying with her, but whatever.

He'll get Chloe to marry him eventually. And if not, they'll still be happy.

malugargula
31st December 2012, 18:16
Great fic Great ending
Loved some chlucas, they're so much fun

Ami Rose
22nd April 2014, 22:42
Loved it! That was a great scene when Chloe was messing with Lucas and his date, awesome! Great ending!

ghaziak
26th April 2014, 07:32
great fic. loved it!

hannagreen20
23rd October 2016, 17:15
Ooh! How did I miss this fic? Love the beginning. Looking forward to what happens next!