Dorian Gray (NC-17)

[Silly Sphinx]

::Screams:: Don't hurt me!!!!!!

Summary: A new face is in town, a deceptive face. Lex claims that Dorian is a sexual predator, and a rapist. Will someone fall into his clutches before Lex is able to stop it?

A/N: DON'T HURT ME, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!! IT WAS MY MUSE'S FAULT!! BLAME MY MUUUUUUUSEEE!!!

Ahem...sorry. Now that I got that out of my system, R&R SVP!

Disclaimer: WB and DC owns Smallville and credit is owed to 'The Picture of Dorian Gray' by Oscar Wilde.

Dorian Gray
by Silly Sphinx
(AKA Red Ribbon Lioness)

All of the girls at Smallville high seemed to stop and stare at the man who was languidly stolling down the hall. Clark only noticed it because both Chloe and Lana had stopped in the middle of a conversation to stare at him. Turning around, Clark raised an eyebrow and caught a smoldering look. It was obviously directed at Lana, and he was not about to go swinging fists since she was not his girlfriend, but jealousy reared its ugly head.

Chloe and Lana shared a secretive look that Clark didn't even want to guess at its meaning. "Wow, that must be the new guy." Chloe's face turned a shade of red that was suddenly very fascinating. "Well dressed, huh?"

Clark rolled his eyes and slammed the locker shut, "I think every girl in the hallway would agree with you on that." He chuckled and shouldered his backpack. "Now, Lit class." He reminded the two girls and headed towards the classroom.

Settling himself into the desk, Clark pulled out books and set them on his desk. He couldn't help but be a little surprised as he was met by an intense pair of brilliant blue eyes. "Hello..." he trailed off lamely.

"Hello." The boy's voice had was soft and it seemed like every word rolled right off of his tongue, "I am Dorian, and you are...?" He offered a hand, and a smile that showed perfect white teeth.

"Clark. Clark Kent." He took the hand and shook it, "Nice to meet you."

Dorian's smile seemed to transform itself into a grin, "Nice to meet you too, Clark." He said and turned in his seat to face the front as the teacher rushed in with a stack of sheets under her arm.

"Alright, class. Pop Quiz." The entire class groaned in unison as the teacher began to hand out sheets of paper.

It was a long class, but Clark was grateful for the bell. Throwing his things into his backpack and standing up, he was yet again met by Dorian's alluring smile. "I was wondering if you could show me around. I have not a clue where anything is."

Clark smiled and nodded. "Sure." It was the last class of the day and as they walked out to the parking lot, they were met by Lana, Chloe and Pete. After hasty introductions, Clark spoke, "I am going to show him around town, okay?"

"Well, I have nothing better to do, so I'll come too." Chloe piped, her eyes on Dorian.

Dorian nodded gracefully, his head inclining. "It would be a pleasure to be graced with such lovely company." His gaze fell on Chloe and then he turned to Clark, "Shall we be off, then?"

"Sure, if you want." Clark walked towards the parking lot, digging his keys out of his pocket, "It's going to be a little crammed." He said apologetically as he unlocked the door.

"Well if you want, we could take my car." The other boy offered, pointing to the black BMW with tinted windows. "It is probably more spacious than this, and if you want I can drop you off later."

Clark grinned, and Chloe 'wowed' as Dorian took his own keys out of his coat jacket and started the car by remote. "I am not used to driving such posh things, and I stick out terribly when I drive it into the school parking lot, but it is either this or I take the bus." He got into the car, and Chloe picked up the pace and got into the front passenger seat, but not before flashing Clark a grin.

Leather interior, heated seats, air conditioning, a three disc cd player, mahogany panelling and much more dazzled and amazed Chloe, but Clark frowned. If Dorian's family was this rich, why didn't he hear about their arrival. It was a small town, and another prominent family in Smallville would set tongues wagging quicker than a humming bird could blink. "So what brings you into town?"

"Oh, just needed to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city. In was quite monotonous." Blue eyes held his in the reflection of the rear-view mirror. "I find once and a while I need to escape my father's bleak business ventures."

"Sounds familiar." Clark said, staring out the window. He knew that he had caught Chloe's attention and woke the Journalist beast within her.

"A lot like Luthorcorp." She added, smiling at Dorian.

Dorian looked at Chloe, "Yes, I picked this town because my dear friend, Lex Luthor is said to reside here, is it true?"

Nodding, Clark glanced at Chloe, "Yeah, he lives in the castle outside of the town."

"I should like to go and meet him, would you mind showing me the way?" Dorian asked, and seeing Clark's hesitance, he offered, "I'll let you drive."

"Sure."

So after a shuffle, Chloe was sent to the backseat, and Dorian in the passenger seat with Clark driving. He grinned like a fool as he rolled through town in the car, and finally ended at Lex's massive estate. "Here it is."

"Good." Dorian smiled and undid the seatbelt, "I want to visit him, I am sure you know him?"

"Yeah, he's helped us out on occasion." Clark turned the car off and got out, "He's my friend."

Lex appeared at the door just as Clark was about to push the bell. Lex's eyes narrowed at the smiling man, his mouth turned down. "What are you doing here?" Obviously, Dorian wasn't a friend.

"I have come to see how my dear friend is, won't you invite us inside?" Dorian asked, giving Lex a disarming smile.

Reluctantly, Lex let them in and they stood in the entry hall to the mansion, "You haven't aged a day, Dorian."

"I would say the same about you, my dear Mr. Luthor, but then again, that would be a lie, wouldn't it?" His voice sounded like honeyed barbs, and both Clark and Chloe were beginning to shift uncomfortably.

"Get out." the bald man snapped, pointing to the door. "Get out of my house, Dorian. Now."

"Well, that's no way to treat family, Lex. Since after all, we are almost family, aren't we?" Dorian narrowed his eyes.

"Maybe we should go..." Clark spoke up, glancing from Lex to Dorian.

Lex broke the staring contest with Dorian to look at Clark, "No, you two will stay here and I will drive you home." He commanded and then roughly took Dorian by the arm and escorted him out of the building. Slamming the door shut, he whirled on the two teens, "Do you have any idea who that man is?" He asked softly, rubbing his temples. His bad day had just turned worse.

"Yeah, he's in my lit class."

Giving a derisive snort, Lex walked through the old fortress, and into his office. He turned and watched as Chloe and Clark followed him slowly, "That man is 35 years old."

"What!? You gotta be joking me!" Laughed Clark, but the smile slid off his face as he looked at Lex. The man raised non-existant eyebrows and stared at Clark.

"I am dead serious." Opening a folder on the desk, he handed papers to both Clark and Chloe, "His family owns Gray International."

"That's the big medical company that researches genetics and the ageing process, right?" Chloe skimmed through the pages.

Lex gave her a curt nod, "Right. Dorian's father was David Gray, he was accused of using his own family as genetic experiments. Dorian's mother died of leukemia when he was 12, some suspected the after-affects of David's cellular meddling, but they couldn't prove it because Dorian was perfectly fine and hadn't suffered any ailments until his 18th year."

"What happened?" Chloe asked, her eyes leaving the paper to study Lex.

"Well, isn't it apparent? He stopped ageing." Lex leaned against the desk and crossed his ankles casually, "Now, since his father passed away, the formula for ageing went with him. No one knows how Dorian is able to stop ageing, we suspect that not even David Gray himself understood exactly what he did to his child."

"The meteor shower?" Chloe suspected.

Lex shrugged, "No clue. It could be a possibility, but again who knows?"

"Another article for the wall of weird." The young woman looked at Clark, who was deep in thought, "What are you thinking, Clark?"

"Oh. Nothing...just..." he contemplated saying it, but shook his head as he decided not to, "Never mind."

Shifting his weight, Lex leaned his hands on the desk, "Well, I think I should take you guys home. I have a lot to do."

TBC?

[jaded-swan]

Dorian Gray!!! I love the story of dorian!!! I'm so glad you are doing a chlex piece on it! :yay:

[Blaire023]

you will continue, because i say so, and you promised smut, so you have to.

or i'll throw a tantrum, and it won't be pretty.

but i like it so far...and the slash isn't with lex is it? it isn't lex and clark is it? if it if, you should probably say who the slash implies.

cuz i wanna know.

...........loving it.

~B

[Silly Sphinx]

Sorry...I forgot to add that. :p

There are mild undertones of rape. Lex/Dorian AND Clark/Dorian.

[Pieper]

hey
interesting story. Please update soon.
Femke

[Silly Sphinx]

A/N: I decided NOT to put in the slash part with Clark thinking of Lex. Its going to change the story somewhat, so I have to go back and revise it a little...
AND I promise that there will be SMUT in around the forth chapter. Enjoy.

Questions swirled in his mind, and he tossed and turned in bed thinking them over. When he could no longer contain his curiosity, Clark dressed and grabbed the keys to his truck.

"Where are you going?" His father asked from the living room where he was watching TV.

"Just going to go out for a drive...I can't sleep."

Jonathan nodded, "Alright, just be careful, okay?"

He nodded and left the house, getting into his truck It was a while later that he found himself pulling into Lex's driveway. He got out of the truck and walked swiftly to the door, he felt guilty as he rang the doorbell. "Who is it?" Lex's voice called over the intercom, he sounded tired.

"Sorry for bothering you, I just wanted to talk to you." Clark responded, there was a silence and the door's locks clicked open. He walked into the castle and made his way to Lex's office, where he knew the man kept vigil over his work in the wee hours of the morning.

Peering over his laptop, Lex smiled, "So what do I owe this late night rendezvous?" He asked.

Clark slumped into the chair, "How do you know Dorian, personally?"

Lex chuckled as he rubbed the heels of his hands in his eyesockets, "We went to Met Academy together." He stretched luxiorously, and responded after settling back in his chair. "He was a pain in the ass, and a rival so to speak. We never got along." Clark knew instinctively that Lex was hiding something. As his view flickered into X-Ray vision, he could see that Lex's beating heart speeding up. "Was there anything else? I was thinking of going to bed."

Biting his lip, Clark met Lex's eyes. "No, I'll talk to you later then." He made his exit swiftly, closing the door behind him. He got into the truck and drove home, 'Lex, you are hiding something from me.' the young man thought, frowning.

Later that night, Clark lay in bed listening to the house settle. His thoughts spun so quickly that it was making him fusterated for milling out the same answers time and time again. The look on Lex's face when Dorian met him, scared him. He never seen him that furious and he had seen Lex in a lot of different modes. Rolling over onto his side, Clark let out a loud sigh and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

He jerked awake when his alarm clock starting buzzing obnoxiously. Slamming his fist down on the clock, he heard the plastic crack and yanked his hand away before completely destroying yet another alarm clock. Clark climbed out of bed and literally stumbled into his jeans and t-shirt.

"Morning, son." Jonathan called cheerfully from the kitchen as he trudged down the stairs.

Giving his father a sleepy smile, he slumped into the chair and yawned. "We need a new alarm clock." He said, not completely done yawning. Filling a glass of orange juice, he gulped it down greedily and filled it again.

"Another one? That is the third one in a month, and it's only the 15th! You are going to have to start putting money towards them, or start waking up when I do." Jonathan warned his son over his newspaper.

"Hey Dad, what do you know about Gray International?" Clark asked, taking a bite of toast and setting it on his plate.

"They are heavy into cosmetics, and ageing. Why?" Jonathan set his paper down and took a sip of coffee.

Clark shrugged, "Because the Grays have moved here from Metropolis."

"No they haven't, the Grays have lived here for as long as I can remember. They were a contributing factor to the clean-up after the meteor shower." Martha corrected him, carrying her plate of toast and coffee to the table.

If the Gray family were here during the meteor shower, was there a possibility that Dorian could have been affected by the mysterious meteor? Clark asked himself. Deep in thought, he took a bite of his toast and chewed slowly.

"What's on your mind, son?" His father asked, leaning his elbows on the table.

"Oh nothing, I met Dorian at school the other day."

Martha raised an eyebrow and looked at Jonathan and then back to her son, "I didn't know Dorian taught there."

"No, he's a student there." Clark snapped out of his thoughts and watched his mother raise an eyebrow.

Martha smiled and responded, "Clark, Dorian must be going on his late thirties by now." She took a sip of her coffee and continued, "He helped out when the meteors hit."

So it must've been the meteors that triggered the genetic reconstruction, Clark thought, taking another bite of his toast. "It must be another Dorian, then."

"Do you think that maybe the meteors did something to him...maybe to keep him from ageing?" Jonathan asked, peering at his son intently.

Clark shrugged, "Might be. Lex told me that Dorian's father, David was working on an experiment and had his son and wife involved. She died of Luekemia, but he lived. It was said that he was blamed for his wife's death, but how could that be if Dorian lived?" Now he was wondering out loud, and his parents were listening to every word.

"You are becoming more of a journalist every day, Clark." Chuckled his father, who got up from the table and set his cup in the sink. Kissing his wife, he said his goodbyes and left for the barn.

He gave his mother a lopsided grin before following his father out of the house to do the morning chores. Clark stopped and could do nothing but be surprised as Lex's flashy sports car sped into the driveway. He got out of the car, smiling in all of his magnificent glory. As he walked towards Clark, he gave a curt nod of greeting to Jonathan who quickly disappeared around the corner of the house. "It's 7:30 in the morning, Lex...I didn't think you even knew what morning looked like." Joked Clark as he pulled on his work gloves.

"So this is what a Saturday morning looks like. I thought it would have been a little less shiny." Lex squinted at the sun before turning his gaze on Clark. "I was thinking about what you asked me last night, and I came to the conclusion that it wouldn't hurt to tell you about the precarious relationship Dorian and I have. Come over to my place tonight, maybe around 8 o'clock, alright?"

Clark nodded, "You know, I do have a phone, you could have called."

"I have somewhere to be in around fifteen minutes ago." He walked towards the car, his car keys jingling, "Clark, the world doesn't revolve around you, you know."

He gave a snicker and called to the man, "What was I thinking...you are the one the world revolves around."

Lex grinned and opened the car door, "Now you're learning." He responded before getting into the car and speeding off down the road.

Clark chuckled as he walked to the barn, thinking of Lex's witicisms. He was a really funny guy once he knew a person. With a demeanor that would relax even the most nervous person, but if the theme suited him, he could make that person want to run screaming from the room. He had a powerful, commanding aura and even without speaking could grasp someone's attention just by looking at them. Shaking his head, Clark went into the barn and began the ritualistic Saturday chores.

--S--

"You know, you had me before, but I won't let you touch them, Dorian." Lex said calmly from across the table.

Dorian raised his eyes from the menu and smiled, "I am doing nothing. My intentions were pefectly innocent, Mr. Luthor."

Lex leaned back, his fingers steepled and his chin resting on his thumbs, "I know precisely what you want, Dorian. I know that you showed up in town, hoping that you could find someone to dig your claws in, but it won't happen. I'll tear your empire down around your ears if you mess with me." His voice was low and deadly, only Dorian could hear what he said.

Only someone like Dorian would have the audacity to laugh in the heir of Luthorcorp's face, and he did just that. "My, my, reduced to strong-arming me now, Lex? Seriously, you know me better than that." They paused their discussion to order and turned back to business when the waitress left, "I am just looking at the fresh faces here in Smallville."

"No, you are looking for fresh meat." Lex retorted, hissing under his breath, "Listen to me, Dorian. You come near any of those people and I will make sure that your life is a living hell. This is not a threat, its a promise. I can't sit by and watch you prey over them like you did to me."

The man sat back and rested one arm on the chair rest. "Tending the innocent sheep like a faithful sheperd, right Lex?" He lifted his hand to his mouth and rubbed his bottom lip, "And here I thought that you liked what I did to you. You were pretty convincing at the time."

Lex grit his teeth to keep from loosing control. The man's non-chalant attitude made him want to tear his head off and shove it up his prosterior, but a Luthor was not drop himself to the level of muscling anyone to have their way. It would take cunning, well thought out planning, and swift vengeance. Those were the tools of the powerful Luthors, and they were keener and sharper than any blade. His father's lessons kept him in check with his irrational ideas, much to his chagrin. He looked into Dorian's blue eyes and smiled. Taking a sip of his red wine, he set the glass down without breaking the eye contact. "You touch them, Dorian and I will kill you with my very own hands."

"I think that's a challenge." Dorian grinned, his eyes followed the pretty young waitress as she came towards them, plates of food in her hands, "Oh good, the food is here. I am ravenous."

[Susie Q]

Hmm....curiouser and curiouser. http://www.angelfire.com/emo2/emoticons0/confused06.gif I can't wait to see where this is going or where this has been for that matter...I mean, what exactly did go on with Lex and Dorian?

[Silly Sphinx]

A/N: I usually don't lay the cards on the table so quickly, but I am anxious to see what people think. This is my very first Smallville fiction...soooo R&R SVP! Feedback is always appreciated, and it bloates my already swollen ego :o did I admit that out loud?

It was five past eight when Clark pulled into the drive way of Lex's manor. He got out of the truck and stuffed the keys in his pockets before making his way to the front door. Lex opened it before he could ring the bell, and ushered him quickly inside.

They chatted casually about random things as they sat on the couch, music playing softly in the background. Finally, it was Clark that breeched the subject first. Setting his elbows on his knees, Clark looked over at Lex and frowned, "So tell me, what is it between you and Dorian?" he asked and took his glass of cola from the coffee table.

"Well," Lex sighed noisly and sat back, his arm resting on the top of the couch, "We went to boarding school together and at the time I was unaware of Dorian's true age. Not even the teachers knew how old he really was, or if they did they didn't tell anyone.

Anyways, he and I became close friends. Both of us believed that we had a lot in common. We both had incredibly powerful companies within our grasp, fathers that despised us and lots of money to spend. One night we were at a party and he drugged my drink. I didn't know it until later on, when some of his conspirators confessed. But, I woke that morning completely oblivious to the fact that he had raped me. I couldn't believe that I was naked in the same bed as him....it was all that I wrapped my mind around, not the possibility that maybe my friend was more of an enemy than anyone else in the world."

Clark's mouth had dropped open, and he forgot about the drink in his hand until Lex stopped to take a breath. "So you went on believing that...you were gay...and that you and he were...were..." He spluttered and took a drink. Not trusting his hands, Clark put the cup on the table before he slopped any on himself or Lex.

"Again, you presume, Clark." Lex smiled, "Not gay...I like women. I do. Just a victim perhaps?" He suggested calmly, "Dorian is a sexual predator. He's in that highschool to get something, or someone. I don't want to think what he'll do if he gets a hold of Lana, Chloe, or even Pete or you...but I know he'll try something. He always does."

"How did you take it, I mean, afterwards? You said that you didn't find out until later."

Taking his own drink from the table with considerably more control, Lex took a sip, "I secretly denied that I had even done anything with another male. Dorian obliged my reluctance to discuss it, and we drifted apart somewhat. I didn't like the fact that if my father found out, or if this was leaked into the press, I would certainly never gain a hold on the company that my father has now." he snorted loudly, and stared at the remants of liquor in his cup, "It was completely natural to be so defiled by a wolf in sheep's clothing." His voice quivered for a second, and then the usual over-confident, impervious Lex was back and smiling at Clark.

Clark cleared his throat and found the words he was searching for after closing and opening his mouth repeatedly, "What happened after you found out?"

Abruptly Lex stood, and walked over to the bar to refill his glass with scotch. "I almost killed him." He took the crystal stopper of the decanter and poured a unusually large amount into his glass before setting it back on the bar and restopping it. "I did something that I have never done to another human being before. I struck him with my fist. Someone dragged me off of him, I don't know who but by the time I was completely out of the room, I had broken his jaw, nose and burst an eardrum in the process of dislocating his knee, breaking two ribs-one of which knicked his lung and he caught pnuemonia from it, and bruising his brain bad enough that he was in a coma for two days." He listed off the injuries from memory, almost proud of the damage he had done. "After that, I never spoke to him." Lex said simply, sitting back down on the sofa.

---S---

Clark sat in his fortress, staring out across the farm yard. He had a vacant look on his face as he thought deeply about what Lex had said, and his own feelings about the situation. The thought of being violated by another man was enough to send shivers down his spine.

"Hey, Clark...You up there?" It was Chloe.

He looked at her as she climbed the stairs, she was decked out in a light sun dress that was white with red flowers. Her hair was flipped out nicely and she had make-up on, "Hey, why are you all decked out?" He asked, turning back to stare out the window.

"Well, crawling through this barn in the Sunday's best sorta sounded fun." Chloe retorted light heartedly.

Clark grinned weakly and turned around to lean against the railing, "Party?"

She blushed, "With Dorian."

"After all that Lex had told you, you still want to go out with this guy? He's a 35 year old man!" Clark frowned, and walked over to her desk, "Do you think that he's interested in you because of your personality? Or maybe its the fact that he just wants to get laid?"

Chloe narrowed her eyes, "He invited me out to company party after I questioned him about his age. He was completely open with it, and told me how old he really was. Dorian promised me that he would take me out and he wouldn't try anything! But why do you care, Clark? All you do is mope about and dream about Lana! You have to make sure that everyone else is miserable too?" She snapped, stabbing her finger at his chest, "Get a life, Clark!" Chloe stomped down the stairs, before he had a chance to answer.

He ran out of the barn, just in time to see the black BMW speed out of the driveway. Getting into his own truck, he sped down the road, turning off to Lex's castle. "Lex!" Clark pounded on the door, shifting from foot to foot in his anxiety.

"What's wrong, Clark?" Lex opened the door and frowned at Clark.

"She has gone to a party with him!"

Grabbing his keys from his pocket, Lex ran out of the house with Clark at his heels, "How long ago was it?" He got into the car and waited for the other man to get inside before speeding onto the road.

"It was probably 15 minutes ago. She came to speak to me and then left in his car."

Lex gripped the steering wheel and pressed on the gas, they sped through the contryside until finally they neared a sprawled out mansion, hidden in the dip of a hill. "If anything happens to her, I'll kill him!" He hissed, Clark pretended not to hear and soon forgot the comment as they pulled into the driveway.

"Sir, this is invitation only." A man greeted them at the doorway.

"Greet this." Clark punched him, the man slid into a boneless heap against the wall, other people entering the building gasped and sidled away from the duo.

They ran into the building, body guards were everywhere but Lex knew that they had already been notified to stand down. "Keep calm, Kent." He said under his breath as they walked passed crowds of people, dressed immaculately.

"What is this all about?" Dorian asked, seemingly materializing from behind a wall of black suited men.

"You know what this is about, Dorian. Where is she?" Lex asked, his voice was dangerously low.

"Mr. Luthor! I am so delighted to see that you have made it! And with a surprise guest, Mr. Kent!" With a guesture, the bodyguards moved out of the way and both Clark and Lex followed the man down a set of dark stairs. "Chloe will be delighted to see you." He kept the sickly sweet facade up until they were down at the bottom of the stairs.

Pushing the door open, Clark didn't know what to expect. It was like a dungeon. People stood and stared as they entered the room, their identities were concealed behind black feathered masks. As they neared the table, they saw Chloe laying lifeless and naked, her hands, feet and mouth bound by silk rope. Lex shoved his way past the other young man, and with shaky hands began to untie the ropes. "I'm going to get you out, Chloe..." Lex whispered softly in her ear, as he wrapped her in the silk sheet she was set on and cradled her in his arms.

"Now, you honestly don't think I am going to let you go, do you?" Dorian asked, standing in the middle of the room with his arms folded.

"You will if you know what's good for you." Clark growled, clenching his fists at his side.

Dorian threw back his head and laughed petulantly, "Please do inform us what you will be doing." He raised a blond eyebrow at the two.

He couldn't possibly hit anyone without drawing attention to himself, so Clark stood silently looking at Lex. In a silent agreement, Lex charged for the door, Clark shoved off anyone who tried to get at the man desperately holding the unconscious girl. "Go!" Clark called, watching the man run up the stairs.

"What a dear sweet child, sacrificing himself for the sake of his friends." Dorian purred, the crowd parting as he stepped closer. "I wonder if you will try and follow, Clark." He leaned in, hissing in his ear.

Clark gave the man a puzzled frown, "What are you talking about?"

"Lex...he's such a handsome man, isn't he? I had him you know."

"You raped him." Clark corrected him, trying not to shy away from the man.

The man leaned even closer, his lips brushing Clark's earlobe, "How can you rape the willing?"

[Béatrice]

I knew that Dorian had raped Lex!!! Poor Lex!!

[Susie Q]

Oh my, so that's what happened! :ohmy: At least Lex got the opportunity to beat the living shit out of Dorian. Speaking of Dorian, what is up with the freaky ass dungeon antics? What is he...a wanna be Caligula or something? :huh: Yeah, they definitely need to keep an eye out for freaky deaky Dorian. http://www.angelfire.com/emo2/emoticons0/images/mad67.gif

[hfce]

WOW that was :huh: WOW!!! :ohmy: more please...



Hope :ohmy:

[apple_eye]

i really enjoyed this story! i can't believe what happened to chloe! what a jerk that dorian... can't wait for more pelase update soon!

[autumngold]

Oh God that is so gross! Using Chloe as bate to get Clark!! How will Clark get out of there! Yucky!! You've got me addicted though!

[peepsRfun2eat]

interesting story line. i really want dorian to get his ass beat agian but by chloe instead or maybe a little tag team from lex and chloe.
i hate to admit it but i actually like clark in this fic for helping and not being so thick.
please update.

[asharnanae]

:huh: :biggrin: :worship2: god this is such a great fic! well done in the handleing of the plotline/theme. wonderful updates!!

[Lulucifer]

:crygreen: :crygreen: poor Lex, poor Chloe....i hope Clark can handle Dorain....that guy give me the creeps....*cringe*

[Silly Sphinx]

A/N- There is a little bit of a flash back for all the Dorian haters. Lex is beating the snot of the sick bastard. :) Some what satisfying...more to come. :devil: Thank you for all the feedback, I really appreciate it. Keep it coming, guys! :)


“I was so stupid…” Chloe groaned, rolling her head over to face Lex. She still hadn’t gotten up the energy or the will to lift it off of the pillow, “And where is Clark? Have you seen him?”

Lex shook his head, resting his forehead on his hands to cover the concerned look on his face. Clark was so strong, and Dorian so weak, but still…. Dorian could over power him by using drugs. It was so simple, and the room was full of his groupies, so they would help him to over power the younger man. “I don’t know…he never followed me out.”

“You have to do something, Lex! We have to help him.” She had fallen victim easily, taking the drug through a glass of wine. Chloe mentally kicked herself for being such easy prey…she should have known that if any guy had an attraction to her, they were most likely trouble.

His clear blue eyes looked into hers, “If there was something I could do, do you think I would do it?” Lex snapped, a little too roughly.

The girl’s face fell, what little color she had in her cheeks flooded out, leaving her pallid. “You mean to tell me that Clark is in there with that monster? How could you Lex?” Chloe cried, tears welling in her eyes.

He looked away, feeling guilty. “Chloe, if there was anything I could do, then I would do it! Clark can take care of himself. He has taken care of everyone else.”

“How could you say that?” She whispered softly, the tears falling freely down her face.

---S---

The car flew down the hill, and slowed slightly around the curb. The door opened and the figures inside the car pushed a body out. He hit the road and rolled down the steep escarpment to land face down in a pile of damp leaves. The drugs had taken too much of an affect on his system to let him roll over on his side. Pain racked his body, making him quiver. Already, his body was healing and purging his system of the drugs, in a few hours he would be well enough to stand. It was only a matter of time.

He didn’t know how he was drugged, only that when he woke up, he was laying down on the table, looking up at the leering faces. He was naked as well. It was torture. Pure unadulterated torture, and it was a mystery how he endured it. His body had been pushed to its natural human limits; he counted himself lucky that he wasn’t a human. They left him for dead, and maybe it was a good thing because he could get to Dorian easily.

As his mind calculated, his body began to heal and as predicted, he got slowly to his feet within the hour. Now he just had to find out where he was.

---S---
Chloe had finally fallen asleep after crying, and that left Lex to contend with his own demons. If he knew that Dorian still wanted him, he would go to him in exchange for Clark. But as Dorian’s tastes ran on the younger side, which made Lex unacceptable in his eyes.

“Sir…there is someone here…. I think you should see.” Enrique said quietly from the door.

Lex stood slowly and followed the butler to the living room. “How did he get in?” Asked Lex as he rushed to Clark’s side.

Clark was lying on the couch, his breathing and heartbeat was strong but he still looked in worse shape. There were cuts and bruises all over his body, most of them looked a few weeks old, but somehow, Lex knew that Dorian was the cause. “What did he do to you?” The man whispered softly, but he already knew the grim answer.

Opening his eyes, he looked in Lex’s, “Now I know…” He shifted and winced, “what its like…”

Lex threw a blanket over Clark, and quickly gave Enrique instructions. “I wish you didn’t.” His voice was thick with emotion.

“Clark….?” Chloe’s soft voice came from behind Lex, the man turned to see the girl standing in the hall, tears running unfettered down her face. “What did he do!?” Her voice was high-pitched and quivering. She pushed passed Lex, but his strong arms reached out and pulled her back.

“He’s sleeping…the drugs haven’t worn off yet…give him time.” He whispered softly in her ear, her body suddenly stopped fighting against him.

She turned, and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, burying her face into his shoulder. Her frail body was wracked with sobs; the tears soon dampened his shirt. “He’s strong, he’ll get through this.”

Pulling away from him, her dark eyes glittered with malevolence. “I…want…him…dead!” She said quietly, her voice low. “I want to see the look on his face when I hold a gun to his head…”

“No.” Lex couldn’t bear seeing such an innocent with blood on her hands. No matter how dirty the blood was. “You can, this is Clark’s fight. He has to confront Dorian.” Or this will fester and destroy what purity was still salvageable within Clark, he added quietly, looking down at the girl. “Back to bed.” He said gruffly, realizing the girl was still wrapped tightly in his arms.

When Chloe was finally put back into her bed, he sat quietly and stared out the window.

“I’ll kill you for what you did.” The young man hissed, his eyes burning with hate.

Cool grey-blue eyes regarded him with amusement. “You will, will you? I like to see you try.” His petulant mouth turned up in a grin, as he walked from the room.

Rage bubbled in his brain, making his skin tingle from the tips of his fingers to his scalp. He reached out and grabbed the man, hauling him back. His fist went behind him, and with a grunt, flew forward and connected with the side of his face. Dorian screamed in pain, holding his now bleeding eardrum. A knee slammed into Dorian’s side, a rib cracking but still the heat was there, building and building. As the man slid to the floor, Lex straddled his waist and smashed his knuckles into his face until it was nothing but a bloody pulp.

Strong hands wrapped around his arms, and pulled him from the man’s barely conscious form. “What are you doing, Lex!” Called a voice, but Lex fought, throwing an elbow into the strangers face.

His boot connected with Dorian’s leg, a ragged scream ripped from Dorian’s lungs as tendons snapped. He kicked again, this time in his side, but Dorian wasn’t screaming anymore. He felt no fear, only unrepentant rage as he slammed the toe of his boot into his side, over and over again. Finally, for the last time the stranger grabbed him and hauled him back. Another two people rushed in, shoving the enraged young man into another room and locked the door.

Chloe lay in bed, watching Lex’s face as he slept. Small moans came from his mouth, and he twitched his head to one side. She contemplated waking him, she also contemplated going down to see her friend, but hadn’t the guts or the will to do either. She felt slightly guilty for her thoughts when she first saw Clark. That could have been her…Dorian could have killed her, but then she realized that maybe Lex had more to do with Clark than she originally thought. Her logical mind wrapped around the problem, tweaking and pulling things into place until finally the last of the puzzle fit. This man must have violated Lex too. The thought didn’t seem to fit with the image that she had built up in her mind of Lex. A cutthroat, savvy businessman, that seemed to have the entire world at his grasp. It was frightening to see such a strong person being hurt in such a way…to be so weak.

She felt compassion and pity for Lex, two things she thought she would never feel towards him. His prone form, sleeping in the big chair beside her bed, all of a sudden seemed to innocent…so fragile. Chloe couldn’t help but laugh dryly at her thoughts of the invincible Luthor. “Lex?” She reached over a nudged his knee.

He jolted awake to see Chloe just settling back on the bed, her head propped up on a hand. “I was having a dream.”

“I know.” Chloe said quietly. “And its funny, Lex. Despite all that’s happening right now, I think that you are more human in my eyes than any other time.” She added quickly, looking away in shame and embarrassment.

Lex looked at her, masking his shock and disbelief with the cool detachment of a businessman, “Surprise, surprise.” He grumbled, standing. “I’m going to go check on Clark.” He glanced at his watch, they had all slept for around five and a half hours. The drugs must be completely out of all of their systems by now. He had to get Clark to a hospital to check his wounds, and report to the police, although it would be no use to a man of Gray’s stature. As he went into the living room, his eyes fell on the couch and horror crept up slowly in his mind. “Enrique?” He called, hoping that the man had maybe moved Clark to one of the various guest rooms.

“Yes, Sir?” Enrique asked as he entered the room.

“Where is Clark?”

“He left two hours ago, sir.”

Whirling on the man, Lex’s eyes narrowed, “Why didn’t you wake me?”

“I am sorry sir, but Clark insisted that you not be disturbed.”

He had to go to Clark. He knew where he would be, back at the Gray mansion, planning on reaping revenge on the sick fuck. Before he opened his mouth to announce his decision, Chloe called out, “I’m coming with you.”

TBC

[asharnanae]

:ohmy: oh my!! what a dark turn of events!!! powerful stuff. good update as well, and I hope dorian gets old and weak and has to live in a horrible home for a long long time!!! then die horribley!!!

[hfce]

Wow :ohmy: that was amazing.



Hope :ohmy:

[Béatrice]

Lex. Then Chloe and afterwards Clark.
I hate this Dorian! I want him to suffer! :devil:

[vardaquareien]

I love Oscar Wilde, but this is one of his I haven't read. You've inspired me now to read it! Wow this is a powerful piece! You're a great writer. I can't wait for more of this. Dorian is one sick fuck! I hope they discover the painting...and then...lets just say I hope it's painful!!!

BTW coz I've seen "The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen" I can't help but picture Stuart Townsend as Dorian.

[Silly Sphinx]

A/N- Sorry it took so long to write this...the smut took me a bit. After I did 'Bump and Grind' my muse decided she didn't feel like writing anymore fluff. :p But here it is, after bribing and coaxing my muse out from under her rock with promises of a kinder and better mistress.

The ran into the mansion, passed the splintered door and the unconscious body guards. They only had to follow the trail of distruction to see where Clark was. From behind the door, the duo heard a scuffle and clenching a hand on the door knob, Lex looked at Chloe before opening the door. "Clark!"

Clark stood over the bloody and battered form, his foot raised to stomp on his face. His clothes were blood spattered, and his face was smeared with it. "Clark!" Chloe ran forward and wrapped her arms around his waist, looking down at the half-dead man."Stop...he's almost dead."

"Good." Clark muttered, lowering his foot.

Lex stooped down and put two fingers on his throat, "He will be if we don't get him to a hospital...but unfortunately, no one is around to help him." he gave the two a flat stare, "It's a pity, really." He turned and walked out of the room.

Pulling Clark with her, Chloe followed Lex out of the mansion. He was in the car and talking on his cell, calmly drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. "He's smoothing it over." She muttered as she opened the car door for her dazed friend. Getting in the back seat with him, he lowered his head on her lap and closed his eyes.

"Yes, officer. I came into the mansion and his body guards were unconscious. Mr. Gray looks like he was beaten quite badly, I think it might be wise to send an ambulance over....no...I didn't see who did it. They were long gone by the time I got there..." Lex got out of the car, but Chloe could still hear his conversation, "I think he may have had some information that someone might have wanted....yes I think...his computer was destroyed and disks and papers were scattered across his office...alright then, nice talking to you too...goodbye." He hung up the phone and entered the building.

The men still weren't stirring as Lex walked briskly down the halls towards Dorian's office. Ignoring the battered and bloody pile of limbs that resembled a human, Lex pushed the CPU off of the desk and grabbed a fist full of disks. Throwing papers into the air, he tore out some folders at random and ruffled through them. When he was done ransacking the office, he stooped down in front of the man and looked into the one eye that was opened. It was bloodshot and his eyebrow was puffy, blood flowed steadily from the cut on his forehead. "I told you, you would pay."

"...you...can't do this...to...me..." Dorian mumbled, his jaw moved slightly at an odd angle, lips lifted up to show broken teeth.

"Oh, I didn't..." He smiled and stood, looking down his nose at the man, "remember that, Dorian."

--S--

Lex reappeared in the doorway, he stuffed the disks in his pockets and got into the car, "What did you do, Lex?" Chloe asked, leaning forward to look at the man.

He smiled, "I took care of business, shifted blame so that Clark wouldn't get in trouble." His blue eyes fell on Clark's slack, unconscious face, "Is he okay?"

"Yes, its like his body gave out. His heart is still beating, but I think that he just needs some rest."

"good." He started the car and they drove back to the Luthor manor in silence.

When finally they had wrestled Clark into the guest room, the two sat on the couch in his rec room. It was a while before anyone had said anything, Lex finally broke the silence, "He'll be okay, I think."

"Lex, did Dorian rape you too?" Her question was sudden, but it took Lex a while to muster up an answer.

Finally, he responded, "Yes."

The look on his face kept Chloe from asking anymore questions. She reached out from across the gap of leather cushions and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. "That's all I needed to know."

He clenched his jaw, the emotions that had coiled and knotted themselves in his stomach suddenly unwound at her touch. Wrapping his own arms tightly around her, he pulled her into his lap and rested his face in the crook of her neck. "I wish that I could have stopped it. If I could turn back time and give you Clark the way he was, I would...Chloe...I would do it in a heartbeat."

She hushed him, listening to the ticking clock and Lex's breathing. "There is no sense thinking of should have, could have...it won't help us and it won't help you."

It was as if his body was possessed by his grief, but as his mind wept his lips touched hers fleetingly. "I'm sorry..." he mumbled, and attempted to move away from her before more damage was done.

"No..." Her arms tightened around him, "Don't leave me... I don't want to be alone right now."

Lex kissed her again, his tongue brushing against hers as it deepened. Pushing her back against the couch, his hands skimmed down her sides. "I can't stop..." He warned her, breaking off their kiss.

"I didn't say I wanted you to..." Chloe trailed off, pulling him back down to kiss. Her hands slid down his back, her fingers finding the groove of his spine. She followed the path down to the small of his back, her fingers stopped and dug deep into his skin as he pressed against her. "But not here..." She whispered, her hands stilling on his back.

He stood and pulled her up with him, she was light and Lex miscalculated and she ended up slamming into him. When finally he was able to pull away from her, he kept hold of her hand and lead her to the master bed room.

Pushing her gently onto the bed, his kissed her collarbone and followed her onto the bed as she slid into the middle of the lush silk sheets. The scarlet color seemed to contrast beautifully with her light skin and he marvelled at the colors as if they were the finest paintings. No color could ever captivate her, he thought to himself as he lay on his side beside her, his hands skimming the length of her body. He snaked her shirt up slowly, revealing the tantalizing flesh that was hidden beneath. Finally when the shirt was dropped to the floor, he lowered his head and kissed her bare shoulder. Skillful fingers reached underneath her and undid the clasp with barely any trouble at all. He slid the bra off of her arms and left it in the growing pile with her shirt.

Laying back on his elbow, he stopped and was suddenly captivated by the dark green eyes, glittering with passion and dulled by wont. Lips clasped on to one rosy nipple, it instantly went hard in his mouth. Lex nipped gently at the sensitive skin, and felt her writhe beneath his hands that lay flat against her sides. He lay gentle wet kisses on her breast, and trailed them down to her ribs, and across her stomach to her bellybutton. Raising his head, he blew gently against her skin and instantly, goosebumps flared. Chuckling huskily, he hooked a finger in the waistline of her pants and pulled them down, peppering kisses on her hips. He could feel her breath still in her throat as he undid the button and pushed the constricting material off of her. Chloe's hands dropped to his shoulders, her fingers dug into his skin but his own desire, mingled with hers was enough to dull any pain he had previously felt.

"Lex." His name seemed roll right off of her tongue as he brought himself up to kiss her. Chloe's own hands came up to undo the buttons on his shirt. She seemed to relish in the act of undressing him, and it made him wild. He grit is teeth to keep from ripping his clothes off and taking her right then and there, but that wasn't what he wanted; it wasn't what either of them needed. She pushed him onto his back and rolled onto her own side, her leg coming up to rest on his hips. The material rubbed up against his arousal and he bucked his hips involuntarily. Chloe slid completely on top of him, her hips directly over his. Sitting up, she pulled the shirt gently down, kissing almost every inch of bared skin.

Her lips on his skin made him groan, and as she drew the pants off of him, he hissed her name in eager anticipation. Pushing her down onto the silky mattress, he lay on top of her, their legs intertwined. Lex looked into her eyes, and she looked into his. With a small smile, and a hand pressed against his back, he entered her. His eyes went wide as he involuntarily pushed passed that thin barrier of skin, he heard her bite a cry off as her body shuddered beneath his. "God Chloe, why did you let me do that?" He whispered, drawing himself out of her.

"It's nothing Lex." She said softly, her voice was high and unsteady, tears glittered in her eyes. "You can't stop Lex. I need you too much right now."

A hand came up, the backs of his fingers brushed away the gleaming trails of tears on her cheeks. He hushed her gently and kissed her lips as he entered her slowly. She stiffed, and let out a small cry as he buried himself inside of her. "Am I hurting you?"

Chloe's head rolled on the pillows, her hands pressed against the small of his back, urging him on. He tried to be as gentle as he could. He knew that she was probably really sore but as their lovemaking progressed, it became harder and harder for him to keep control of his body.

Her own body met his rythm, hips rolling to meet his. She could feel that spark deep inside of her, the fire burning brilliantly in the core of her being. She was a virgin before this night, but she knew what it meant to feel pleasure and let it dance across her skin. As the fire grew, her own movements became quicker, meeting his desperately. The ache between her legs dulled as she came nearer and nearer.

Finally, when she could hold no more she arched her body and buried her face into his shoulder. Letting out a muffled cry as the fire seemed to explode and rattle her deep within. It was bliss, it was everything she ever imagined it could be.

Lex felt the walls of her womb tighten as she came, and with one final thrust he toppled over the edge and strained every muscle. His lips found hers in a crushing kiss, he moaned into her mouth as the last of his own climax shuddered and died, leaving him sated and tired. He could feel her lips press against his scalp as he lay his head between her breasts, listening to her thudding heartbeat. They fell asleep like that, the delicate link between them still unbroken.

---S---

It was later that evening when Lex woke up to find himself in an empty bed. Laying his hand across the spot where a body once was, he blinked as he realized that even her clothes were gone. He panicked and scrambled into his clothes, calling her name.

"SHhhh!" She hissed from the guest bedroom.

Stopping, he took in Chloe, gently running her fingers through Clark's dark hair as his head rested on her lap. One arm was slung over her legs and his face was slack with sleep. "How is he?" Despite the circumstances, he wasn't jealous. He understood that was what Clark needed and maybe he was a little envious that he never got that when it happened to him.

"He had a nightmare, but he's okay now." Her voice was soft, and her eyes were downcast as if she was purposefully trying to avoid his gaze.

He wanted that brief contact, he yearned for it, and smiled when her green eyes glanced at his momentarily before looking back down at the sleeping man's form. "The nightmares will go. He's strong, and only time will heal his wounds, Chloe. He's lucky to have such a friend."

Chloe smiled and looked back up at Lex, "I used to believe that I loved him. I mistook that love for something else. It was a brother-sister bond that we have always had, ever since I could remember. I understand that now." Lex's heart leapt to his throat as he listened to her confession, "I will always care for him and worry about him, but I understand now what that means. I understand that I have got to learn not to fall in love with the idea of falling in love, but actually love someone."

At the door, the butler appeared, "Mr. Luthor, sir, Miss Lana Lang is here to see you."

Lex glanced at Chloe questioningly, and she smiled softly at Clark as he rubbed his face on her leg, "I called her to tell her to come and be with him. She knows what happened and promised to keep it a secret. Clark can tell his parents if he wants, but this will remain between us four until he decides otherwise." Despite her young years, Chloe suddenly looked tired and Lex realized what an affect the past 42 hours had had on her.

"Let her in and show her up to the guest bedroom, please." Lex said, not taking his eyes off of Chloe.

Lana rushed in, her eyes were red and puffy and as if to confirm the proof that she had been crying on her way in, she brought a ragged kleenex to her nose and sniffled wetly. She sank on the bed, frantically running hands over Clark as if to prove to herself that he had all of his legs, arms, fingers and toes. "Clark..." She whispered, her voice thick with emotion.

Chloe gently slid out from underneath Clark, she pulled Lana into a tight hug and kissed her cheek, "He'll be okay as long as you are here when he wakes up, Lana." She encouraged her and then let go, taking her place by Lex's side. The dark haired girl curled her body protectively around Clark, her arms draped over his shoulders but the couple could still see her small frame wracked with sobs.

"We better go." Chloe whispered, pulling Lex out of the room.

---S---

Chloe and Lex sat on the veranda in the back of the Luthor Mansion. It looked out over the well manicured lawn and gardens. There was a small fountain that trickled off to the right of the brick platform, and Chloe watched as the sparrows bathed in its waters. Despite the events of the past week, the day was beautiful and they did nothing but enjoy it. "What a beautiful day." She sighed and stretched luxoriously.

"It is." Lana chirped from the french doors. Behind her stood Clark, his usual sloppy grin tugged at his lips but the smile hadn't completely reached his eyes. Chloe stood and hugged both of them, they took the empty chairs across from Lex and Chloe. "So have you heard any news about..."

Everyone at the table knew that he still couldn't say Dorian's name, and Chloe gave Lex a knowing glance before answering slowly. "He was shot to death in his hospital bed."

"What?" Clark raised his eyebrows in shock, Lana mirrored the expression. "By whom?"

Lex lowered the newspaper and picked up the cup of coffee, "No one really knows. The doctors and nurses claim they didn't see or hear anything." He sipped his coffee, and as if it were a reminder, he added, "Here, have some breakfast, you guys must be starving."

Clark grinned, this time it was genuine and Chloe let out a sigh of relief, "I'm famished."

~*~*~*~*~*~*FIN!*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

[peepsRfun2eat]

WOW :ohmy: :worship2: :worship2:
that was a great fic. i liked how it ended and i wonder who shot dorian?.... hmmm....

[Béatrice]

This is a great fic you wrote. :worship2:

[hfce]

That was an interesting end... :huh:



Hope :cool:

[asharnanae]

:biggrin: great ending!!! glad that bastard got what he diserved, and the smut was lovely :drool:

[riblets]

My bunny's name is Dorian. I love that book.

[Susie Q]

Yeah, that was an interesting ending. Leaves me guessing whether Dorian’s shooting was the work of a Luthor henchman or another of his victims though. http://www.angelfire.com/emo2/emoticons0/confused06.gif

[hurlingturtles]

wow, that was an intense story! i loved the smut. bravo! :biggrin: Dorian has to be the most evil character i've read in a story in a while! I'm glad he got his in the end.

[autumngold]

Poor, poor Clark and Lex! I'm so glad that Lex had Dorien killed!! About time!! Lex and Chloe's love scene was beautiful! It made up for all of the badness! :chlexsign4:

[Lady Candy]

"By whom?"
I would have a sign :lol:

[Blu_FireFly81]

Truly one of the best, original, emotional, well written...I just don’t know what else to say besides one of the best I’ve read in a really longtime and I would like to read more of your fic’s and I expect to read more with the same creativity.

Even though the characters from league of gentlemen I still like how you blended that character to smallville so well.

:chlexsign3: :chlexsign4:


:worship2: :worship2: :worship2: :worship2:

[katspell]

oh wow, I loved this. I can't help but picture Dorian as the guy from LXG but that is ok, he was a rat...

Very intense, you had me on the edge of my seat. Thanks for the great read.

[Blaire023]

Well, here I am finally reviewing this. I loved it. It was short, to the point and had some very nice smut. Keep writing, and keep up with the different topics. I don't think I've ever read a ff that had anything to do with Dorian Gray.

~B

[starmoon]

i feel so bad for lex and i am gald he is ther for chloe.

[arkakitty]

That was a great story. I loved how yu characterized them and their motives. Especially Lex and Dorians past was very interesting.

I loved the story :)

[micah_luther]

At first, shock struck my system....hard. But after reading it fully, I must admit, it was a great story. Bonding and helping each other out was beautiful, and I even liked Lana in this story.

[darkangel]

[QUOTE=Silly Sphinx][
Everyone at the table knew that he still couldn't say Dorian's name, and Chloe gave Lex a knowing glance before answering slowly. "He was shot to death in his hospital bed."

"What?" Clark raised his eyebrows in shock, Lana mirrored the expression. "By whom?"

Lex lowered the newspaper and picked up the cup of coffee, "No one really knows. The doctors and nurses claim they didn't see or hear anything." He sipped his coffee, and as if it were a reminder, he added, "Here, have some breakfast, you guys must be starving."

Clark grinned, this time it was genuine and Chloe let out a sigh of relief, "I'm famished."

QUOTE]

For some reason after I read this I started to laugh histerically. Great fic.

[pipersmum]

wow great fic, i especially liked the Chloe and Lex love scene!

[*LexLover*]

That was a great fic. but im confused, Chloe didnt get raped? I thought she was when she was tied on the table.... hmm...*scratches head*

[kitten]

Hi Silly Sphinx,

Your story is a great blend of characters, action and relationships. The protective experienced lens of Lex's affection for the town and his young friends makes for the suspense, since 'Dorian Gray' is rather a tip-off of a villain. His willingness to expose his feelings to prevent harm to Clark is inspiring, and the heroic rush into action being shared with Clark makes for brains and brawn. Though there wasn't a lot of detail about Clark's reaction, it rang true that he would have to physically fight Dorian. I didn't even have to scoff at Lana for showing up at the end to support Clark. The sweet Chlex smut was a good first step toward both Chloe and Lex getting over their assaults.

[malugargula]

This fic is amazing.
Deep, sad and beautiful

[Ami Rose]

wow great fic, i especially liked the Chloe and Lex love scene!

Same here