The Magical World Of Disney:love In Strange Places (NC-17)

[hurlingturtles]

*frustrated sigh* Why does this always happen to my stories? Oh well, here it is again.



Title: The Magical World of Disney- Love in Strange Places
Author: hurlingturtles
Rating: strong R to NC-17
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine, etc, etc, etc…don’t sue me please... Disney, don’t sue me either…
Summary/Notes: Lex and Chloe are already together and Lex takes the gang to Florida. Much smuttiness ensues, particularly in Disney World (lol) until Chloe finds out she’s pregnant then it’s drama all the way. I thought about posting this under NC-17 because of the very smutty beginning, but I know it’s gonna get very angsty, so I was conflicted. ******Beware- this is probably gonna be ridiculously long.




<Chapter One>

“Have I thanked you properly for all that you’ve done for us?” Chloe whispered seductively in Lex’s ear. Actually, it was more of a shout.

Lex had generously let Pete drive his rented Ferrari. Pete was over the moon that he’d been given the opportunity to drive such a hot, though surprisingly tiny, car. It was a warm summer night and all the windows were rolled down. Pete was blasting the radio while marveling at the excellent speakers to his girlfriend, Abby, who sat in the passenger seat nodding politely but not really giving a damn. Chloe really liked Abby and thought she was perfect for Pete- strong-willed enough not to put up with any idiocy but patient enough to know when to just roll her eyes and accept whatever stupid thing he’d just said.

Lex, Chloe, Lana, and Clark all sat in the back- a tight squeeze, indeed. That was why Chloe had volunteered to sit on Lex’s lap. Feeling bad for her, Lana offered to sit on Clark’s lap for part of the ride. Chloe quickly assured her that it was fine, she didn’t mind it. Lex didn’t mind it either, all he could think of was that Chloe had decided to torment him today by wearing a particularly short skirt. Chloe could feel Lex’s erection under her butt and took every opportunity to fidget on top of him while Lex ground his teeth in frustration.

Everyone else was oblivious to the sexual tension between the two. As far as they were concerned Lex and Chloe were just acquaintances. However, Lex and Chloe had really been involved the past few months, “coincidentally” bumping into each other everyday and sneaking off together in the dead of night. In fact, Chloe was the whole reason why Lex had offered to take everyone on the trip to Florida.

The gang, minus Lex of course, had all missed their senior trip because they were all going to go to Metropolis U and there had been a special orientation workshop at the same time as the trip. They’d been pretty bummed that they’d missed going to Disney World. Chloe had been particularly disgruntled about missing the Magic Kingdom and all the rides there.

Lex had suggested taking them all to Florida after a round of particularly mind-blowing sex at the mansion. Chloe had been so delighted, throwing her arms around him and showering him with kisses, that Lex couldn’t very well take it back later when he’d regained some sense. He cursed himself for being whipped.

And that was how Lex got stuck taking everyone to Florida. If Chloe hadn’t been going he’d have just made all the arrangements and sent them along their merry way. But, alas, Chloe was going and Lex refused to be celibate for four days. Now that he’d finally captured Chloe’s interest and had claimed her body, he refused to let her forget it or make himself miserable wondering what she was doing every five minutes.

They got in Florida late and presently Pete was driving them all to their hotel. Lex hoped that Pete wasn’t getting them lost. He considered giving him more helpful directions, but a certain blond wiggling against his throbbing erection was distracting him from doing much in the way of thinking. Of course, he could have driven himself but then he would have missed the opportunity of holding Chloe so close practically in front of everyone. Lately it had begun to bother him that they had to keep their relationship a secret.

Lex gave Chloe’s hips a squeeze. “Hmmm, I don’t believe you have thanked me properly yet,” he replied.

Chloe peered over her shoulder at him, a wonderfully wicked gleam in her eyes. Lex pulse jumped in response. Then she glanced over at Clark and Lana, who were absorbed in their own little world- surprise, surprise. They were completely oblivious to anything but their, she was sure, scintillating conversation. Pete and Abby didn’t so much as glance behind them. Pete was still trying to talk to her, but refusing to turn down the stereo and Abby was busy straining to hear them.

Chloe reached behind her and grabbed Lex belt. Lex froze. “What are you doing?” he demanded in her ear.

Chloe grinned at him, her teeth seeming impossibly white in the dark. “Thanking you,” she replied.

[hurlingturtles]

<Chapter 2>

“Chloe, what if they notice?” he demanded, glancing at Clark and Lana.

“They won’t. They aren’t the most observant of people, need I remind you?” She unzipped his pants and slipped her hand in. “Besides it’s dark and Pete is playing the music so loud I’m sure our hearing will never be the same again.”

He jumped as she grabbed his cock, and pulled it out of his boxers and pants. “Fuck, Chloe,” he hissed through gritted teeth.

“Well, if you insist,” she said, a grin in her voice, and ran her thumb around the head of his erection.

His head fell back against the leather seat of the sports car and his groan was lost in the boom of the bass. He closed his eyes, lost in the fire that coursed through his veins at her touch. It was like that every time they had sex, she would look at him with desire in her eyes or lay her hands somewhere, anywhere, on him and he knew he was a goner. He used to fear the power she held over him, but by now he’d learn that bemoaning it was a utter waste of time. There were so many other, much more productive, uses that could be made of that time.

All the while she stroked him, with hands that grew every more nimble each time they touched him, he was supremely conscious of Clark and Lana sitting right next to them in the back seat. The knowledge that they could notice him straining into her hands was nerve-racking and thrilling at the same time. Little strands of her hair, blown about by the wind coming through the rolled down windows, teased his face.

Then Chloe shifted on his lap and her hands left him. He opened his eyes and tried to see her in the darkness that enveloped the car. “Chloe,” he begged, slightly embarrassed by his pleading. His voice was lost in the music that seemed to throb in time to his pulse.

Chloe was moving an awful lot on his lap. She rose a bit, and he immediately missed the weight of her on him. Then she was back on him. Lex gasped as he felt himself enclosed by the familiar, searing heat of her sheath.

Chloe rocked against him and letting out little, unheard gasps as his cock rubbed against that special spot. He seized her hips, his fingers probably leaving little bruises.

“We can’t do this here,” he growled against her ear, his tongue flickering out briefly to taste her skin. “They’re going to see us.”

“No, they won’t,” she dismissed his concerns, riding up and down his length again. While she cared about both Clark and Lana, they could be as dumb as bricks sometimes. They were too self-absorbed to notice much more than each other.

Lex hissed against the back of her neck, his hot breath making her tremble around him. She gripped the back of the seat in front of her for balance and quickened her pace, sliding him in and out of her. He helplessly thrust as much as he possibly could into her. She could feel the pressure growing in her, the feeling like she might explode into a million bits was rising inside her.

“I love this song,” she shouted to Pete, not really knowing what song it was. He grinned and dutifully turned it up. To Pete, who glanced in the rearview mirror it looked like she was dancing and he shook his head.

“Poor Lex, she’s probably hurting him and she doesn’t even know it,” he muttered to himself.

The sharp cries that tore from her throat grew louder and louder, but even as the burst unfettered from her throat they were unrecognizable through the music. She could feel Lex’s lips moving against her neck but could make out what he said. He shifted in the seat a tiny bit, taking matter into his own hands as he began to move her hips up and down him.

Then he froze and she could feel him seem to grow bigger inside of her as he climaxed. She hurtled over the edge immediately, an exultant cry springing from her lips. She kept rocking as the climax faded away, leaving her feeling exhausted and trembling. She slid him out of her and pulled her panties back in place while Lex tucked himself back in his pants.

When they finished pulling themselves together Lex reached under her arm and squeezed one breast playfully. “Thank you,” he said in her ear.

“Hey, that was supposed to be my thanks to you,” she protested with a grin.

“Hmm,” he said. “I suppose you’ll just have to thank me again later at the hotel.”

“I guess I could bring myself to thanking you again.”

“Good,” he said with satisfaction.

Chloe tapped on Pete’s shoulder. “Can you turn the music down&#33;” she shouted.

“What?” he shouted back. “Hold on&#33;” He turned down the music. “What did you say?”

“Just wondered if you could turn down the music,” she repeated. “I’m going deaf back here.”

“Oh, okay.” He left the music down.

Almost an hour crawled by before they reached the hotel. Despite the pleasure of sitting on Lex’s lap, his legs had begun to feel quite uncomfortable underneath her butt. It was a relief when they all spilled out of the car at the hotel.

As they walked to the front door Lana grabbed Chloe by the elbow and pulled her back from the others.

“Hey&#33; What the-“ she protested.

“Chloe, I think you have your period or something,” Lana hissed in her ear.

“Huh?”

“There’s something on your skirt,” she explained.

Chloe twisted around to look at the back of her skirt. A creamy, clear residue clung to the bottom of her skirt. “Shit&#33;” she exclaimed. That definitely was not blood.

“I’ll follow behind you and make sure no one sees,” Lana offered.

Chloe stifled the laughter that gathered in the back of her throat. “Thanks, Lana.”

Lana followed closely her all the way to their hotel room. They both ignored the odd looks that Lex and Clark gave them. Chloe gave Lex a quick wink before escaping into her room.


TBC…

[hurlingturtles]

*A bit more smut. I warned you that I was gonna be pretty heavy on it in the beginning. Enjoy&#33;*

<Chapter Three>

Lex felt a hand on his shoulder and his eyes immediately snapped open, searching the darkness of his hotel room. He sat up in bed and the hand fell to his crotch suggestively.

“Chloe, you scared me half to death,” he snapped.

She laughed, obviously greatly entertained by his admission. The bedside lamp turned on, the bright light blinding him for a moment before his eyes adjusted.

Chloe picked up a bottle of pills off the stand. “Gonadalnite?” she read and burst out in hysterical laughter. “That explains more than you can imagine,” she gasped out when she began to regain control over herself.

Lex snatched them away from her and slipped them in the nightstand drawer. “Very funny. Gonadalnite-“ Chloe laughed again, “which is not its permanent name, is LuthorCorp’s response to Viagra. It hasn’t been testing yet, though. I must have slipped it in my pocket at work without realizing it.”

“That is the funniest thing I’ve heard in weeks,” she said, still grinning.

Lex scooted over and patted the bed. Chloe chucked off her clothes with an enthusiasm that got his blood pumping rapidly through his veins. When she hopped in bed he planted of soft kiss behind her ear.

“So, excited about tomorrow?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’ve never been to Disney World before. I want to go on as many rides as humanly possible. I want to go on Space Mountain, Pirates of the Caribbean, and-“ She felt a hand palm her breast. “Lex, I’m talking about Disney World and you’re groping me? There has got to be something seriously perverted with that.”

Lex grinned. “I know. Fun, huh?” He gave one her nipples a playful little tweak.

Chloe gasped at the feeling, suddenly burning with the need to have him between her legs. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his hot, rock-hard cock. She slid her hand up and down his length.

As she jerked him off she continued talking. “I think that we should spend most of our time tomorrow in the Magic Kingdom. I personally thought that Epcot sounded boring, but Lana thought it sounded cool. Who wants to spend their vacation learning? Blah, I think we should spend the least amount of time there. What do you think?” Lex was panting against her neck, thrusting his hips into her hand. “Lex?”

“Hmm?” He looked up at her, his eyes glazed with lust. “Whatever you want,” he murmured moving to brush his lips along her jawline.

Chloe grinned. “I love it when you say that.” She grabbed his hips and pulled him between her legs.

Lex eagerly let her guide him, burying himself inside he the moment he drew close enough. “Ah&#33;” he gasped as he was enveloped by her.

As he thrust into her Chloe kept talking conversationally in between little moans of delight. “I want to see the Animal Kingdom, but because it’s kinda new I don’t think that it has that many rides yet.”

The way she could keep up such bland chatter when he could think only of the steadying increasing pressure building inside of him, amazed him to no end. The way he voice gradually raised in pitch revealed that she wasn’t as detached as she pretended.

Finally, she stopped talking all together and seized his butt in her hands. “Oh&#33; Oh&#33; Oh&#33;” she cried out, back arching off the bed as she climaxed.

A roar filled his ears as he spilled himself inside of her and his arms collapsed out from under him. “Jesus, Chloe,” he said in appreciation. “You astound me.”

She smiled. “Flatterer,” she accused. “Now go to sleep. We have a busy day tomorrow and we should be resting.”

“Yes, honey,” he replied with mock-meekness. He closed his eyes and quickly drifted to sleep.

Once she was sure he was asleep Chloe slipped out of bed and threw her clothes on. She checked herself in the mirror, making sure she was somewhat presentable. She squinted her eyes skeptically. Did it look like she’d just been ravished? She swept her hands down her body, smoothing any wrinkles out of her clothes.

A smile of satisfaction crept on her lips. She always felt so marvelous whenever she had sex with Lex. Her body hummed with energy at the same time a contented peace settled in her chest. The only thing that came anywhere close to reaping the same pleasure, though a very distant second, was teasing him mercilessly.

A completely awful, utterly lovely ideal struck her. She crept over to the beside table and drew out the bottle of pills. Peering at Lex, she quietly opened the bottle and drew out a few pills. They were gelcaps. Perfect&#33;

She slipped them into her pocket and quietly left his room to return to her own. She shared her room with Lana, who was already sound asleep in her bed. It was only ten and she was asleep already. What a wuss. Chloe took a shower and got ready for bed, a mischievous smile playing on her lips the whole time.

The next morning at breakfast Chloe slipped one of the pills into his bottle of Tynant when everyone was busy looking at their menus. Lex saw something move out of the corner of his eye and glanced at Chloe questioningly. She just smiled at him. He smiled back, his mind wandering to the previous night, and he reached for him bottle of water.

TBC…

[hurlingturtles]

<Chapter Four>

Lex drained nearly the entire bottle before stopping and scowling at it in confusion.

“What?” Chloe asked him, struggling not to snicker and give herself away.

“It tastes funny,” he speculated. “More…something.”

“Eh, bad bottle probably,” she said with a shrug.

“I guess. Oh well.” He shrugged, too.

As they finished eating Lex had begun to scowl again. Lana and Clark were as oblivious as usual. Pete and Abby were engrossed in a competitive argument of some sort.

“What now?” Chloe asked him quietly.

“I don’t know,” he said, rubbing low on his belly. “I think I ate something that didn’t agree with me.”

Chloe smiled and replaced his hand with hers below the table. “Awww, poor Lexy. Want me to kiss it and make it better?”

Lex’s eyes widened just the slightest and he grinned. “I wish. However, unless you want your friends to find out about us I suggest you stop touching me.”

“Hmmm. Really?” she purred, her hand lingering.

Lex breathing became dramatically harsher. “Chloe…” he warned on a ragged pant.

“Yes?” Her hand drifted farther south to brush against his swollen shaft.

He leapt from his seat as if it were on fire. Everyone looked up to stare at him in bewilderment. Lex was holding a cloth napkin in front of him. “I have to go to the bathroom,” he announced and left.

“And you need your napkin for that?” Pete asked the empty spot where Lex had stood in amusement.

“Maybe he’s afraid they’ll be out of paper towels,” Chloe suggested with a grin.

Lex took a long time in the bathroom. When he finally returned to the table he looked much more relaxed. Everyone returned to their rooms to grab whatever they wanted to bring with them to Disney before they left. Chloe changed into her favorite pair of snug cut-off shorts, they were a bit too small on her but she had them so long she was sentimental about them, and a scoop neck t-shirt. She lathered on sunscreen with a low SPF so that she got a light tan but didn’t get burned. She happily breathed in the light scent of the sunscreen. Today was going to be a great day. She’d get to work on her tan, torment Lex, and go on all sorts of fun rides.

As they all gathered together and walked to their car Lex grabbed Chloe’s elbow in a tight grip. “What are you wearing?” he hissed.

“Shorts and a t-shirt,” she said innocently.

“Go up and change,” he ordered.

Chloe frowned at him. “Into what, pray tell?”

“Into anything else.” His voice sounded strained. “Preferably something big and baggy.”

She glanced pointedly down at the growing bulge in his pants. “Look, I’m, not gonna sweat my ass off because you can’t control yourself. Besides, we want to get to Disney early.” She pulled herself out of his grasp and walked away, making sure to sway her hips a little bit more than usual. Lex groaned softly and she grinned.

This time when Lana offered to sit on Clark’s lap Lex seized the offer. Chloe didn’t care- she knew why he didn’t want her to sit on his lap now. Alas, it wasn’t night out now and there’d be no way for him to relieve himself.

They all decided to go to the Magic Kingdom first and Lex paid for the tickets, despite offers that they could pay themselves. Once inside the entrance of the park they each grabbed a map and argued over which ride to go on first. They decided to go on Space Mountain before the lines got too long.

Chloe was in a great mood, thoroughly enjoying gaping at every little thing. Lex, despite his seemingly permanent half-mast state, couldn’t help but to smile at her enthusiasm. He watched Chloe bound from one person to another, chatting animatedly about different rides and sharing facts about Disney. Whenever she grabbed his arm to tell him something he swallowed a gasp in reaction to her touch and struggled for control over his body. But seeing how happy she was, he was glad that he had let her talk him into this trip.

The lines to the rides got longer and longer as the day progressed. As they waited in line at the Haunted Mansion dark clouds gathered overhead. The castle, made to be kind of creepy, looked even scarier with the dark clouds looming over it.

Abby peered up at the sky in concern. “It looks like it’s going to rain.”

“Good,” Chloe said. “I love the rain. I mean, it’s not like it’s going to be cold. I’m sure they sell umbrellas or rain ponchos somewhere if you’re worried.”

No sooner had she finished talking than it started to sprinkle. The light sprinkle led to a downpour that got everyone soaked before they reached the sheltered part of the line. Lex wiped the water out of his eyes and glanced at Chloe, who was laughing in delight. He froze, swallowing convulsively. If he’d already thought she was sexy before, his heart thumped in his ears seeing her now. Her clothes were plastered to her body, revealing her tantalizing curves to all who looked. Her skin glowed with moisture, reminding him of how she looked glistening with sweat as she rode him. He plucked at his pants hoping that they’d dry soon, before someone noticed his painfully obvious erection.

Finally they all gathered in a large, dark circular room with pictures hanging from the walls. A creepy voice began talking and the pictures started to move. Chloe was grinning next to him. Then everyone moved to climb into their little cars. Lana and Clark paired up, and so did Pete and Abby. Lana gave Chloe a sympathetic look at being “stuck” with Lex.

Sitting there in the darkness of the car, Lex was achingly aware of Chloe next to him. He let his head lean back to rest against the tall back of the car and tried to steady his breathing. Just as he seemed to calm himself he felt a hand rest on his thigh.


TBC…

[hurlingturtles]

<Chapter Five>


He drew in a sharp breath. “Chloe&#33;” he gasped.

“What?” she said innocently. Lex gave her a look and she rolled her eyes. “It’s dark and no one’s paying any attention to us. Geez, Lex, you’ve turned into such a prude.”

“What? I have not&#33;” he retorted indignantly.

Her hand crept farther up his leg and he squirmed just the slightest, his sensitive erection rubbing against the material of his underwear. “God,” he croaked.

She grinned. “Sorry, but you’ll just have to be satisfied with me.” Her fingers cupped his cock and Lex groaned. His mouth hung open a tiny crack and hot air burst through his lips in explosive pants.

“Chloe,” he begged.

“That’s what I like to hear,” she purred in satisfaction.

The sound of his pants being unzipped sounded deafening to his ears and he peered around him. He had to lean forward to catch a glimpse of the people in the other cars. Children and adults alike were gaping at realistic looking ghosts waltzing through furniture.

Chloe’s nails lightly scraping up his cock snapped whatever remnant of control he’d managed to cling to. With a little growl he pushed her up against the back of their car. His hands fumbled with the button and zipper of her cut-offs, made clumsy in the haze of passion.

Chloe latched onto the back of his neck for support, the wall of the ride cool against her back. Her breath was labored as Lex undid her shorts while dragging the tip of his tongue over the sensitive spot behind her jaw and in front of her ear. The cackle of the voice in the car became an odd sort of background noise humming underneath the pounding of her heart in her ears.

Lex shimmied down her shorts and eagerly surged into her. Her little gasp of delight made his blood sing in primitive triumph. She was molten heat around him and he almost lost it right then. He drew in a sharp trembling breath before even attempting to move. He withdrew slowly, savoring her every movement around him, every twitch of her vise-like grip. She grabbed his butt and forced him, all too willingly, back into her.

He closed his eyes, and spun wildly out of control. He pounded into her as if it were the first time he’d claimed her, pinning her body against the shell-like back of the ride. She wrapped her legs around him and dug her nails into his back.

Meanwhile, the row of cars then passed a giant mirror. As the rolled by a ghost appeared in the reflection of their car. It was sat, pale and transparent, near the fucking couple, its eyes huge with fright.

In the car behind him a little boy noticed them in the mirror and tugged on his mother’s sleeve. “Mommy, what is that man doing to that lady?” the little boy asked in bewilderment.

“What?” The mother turned to look but the other car had already passed by the mirror.

“Were they hugging?”

“I don’t know, honey, I’m sure she was just scared and he was just making her feel better.” The mother almost immediately forgot about her son’s question as a ghost flew overhead.

Feeling better was putting it a bit mildly as Chloe’s body tensed and a cry slipped from her mouth. Feeling her spasm around his cock sent Lex hurtling over the edge. He buried in his face in the crook of her neck and clamped his teeth firmly onto her as a groan shook him.

A moment later Lex realized where he was and quickly pulled up his pants as helped Chloe straighten herself. They managed to get themselves in order just in time, too. As they left their car Chloe winked at Lex and his knees felt suddenly weak. He grabbed her arm, partly to steady himself, partly for the pure pleasure of touching her.

“Miss Sullivan, I do believe you are corrupting me,” he drawled into her ear.

Chloe winked at him. “And you love every second of it.”

“Hmmm, too true,” he conceded.

They pulled apart as they met up with the gang. Lex fell in the middle of an argument between Pete and Clark about how exactly the ghosts were created. Chloe shifted uneasily as she noticed Lana scrutinizing her a little more than usual.

“What?” she asked finally, a touch impatiently.

“You have something on your next.” She slid closer and Chloe nervously backed away. “Are those teeth marks?” she asked incredulously.

“I think a spider bit me,” Chloe lied. “I’m allergic.” Overhearing this bit, Lex peered over his shoulder and raised one eyebrow mockingly at her.

“Oh.” Lana nodded. “I’m allergic to pine trees. I’ve never had a real Christmas tree, makes me break out into hives.”

“Oh, that sucks,” she said, pretending like she cared. “I think my spider must have jumped off of Lex on the ride,” she added glaring at him.

“Ewww.” Lana wrinkled her nose. “I hope you squashed it.”

A smiled tugged at Chloe’s lips. “I don’t know,” she mused. “It might have gotten away. I wouldn’t be surprised if it bit me again later.” Lex’s eyes darkened with lust.

“Lex, what do you think? Lex? Lex&#33;” Clark demanded and Lex tore his gaze away from the blond currently driving him insane.

“Huh? Oh, yeah, sure,” he agreed without having the faintest idea what Clark was talking about.

“Hah&#33; I told you&#33; They’re just digital projections,” he said triumphantly to Pete.

“Whatever, I still think the ride’s too old for that. You wouldn’t know a digital projection if it-“

“Look, who care,” Chloe interrupted impatiently. “Let’s just go on to the next ride.”

They all pulled out their maps and began debating over which one was next.



TBC…

[hurlingturtles]

<Chapter Six>

Tormenting Lex was fun, of course, but by the end of the day she was beginning to feel a bit sorry for him. He looked so miserably uncomfortable, constantly shifting in his seat on each ride and scowling as he adjusted his pants. He tried to dodge Pete and Abby’s more observant gaze by hiding behind something whenever they glanced his way. He didn’t have to worry much about the others, naturally.

When they got back to the hotel that night Chloe snuck out of her room, once Lana was asleep, and went to Lex’s for another quick, desperate session of lovemaking. Utterly exhausted, Lex pulled her against him and fell right asleep.

The next morning at breakfast Chloe watched him drinking his Tynant with the couple pills she still had in her hand and wondered if she should try it again. He acted much more like himself, as calm and collected as ever. She fully enjoyed having Lex fully prepared to ravage her at a moment’s notice. It was very flattering, and quite the turn on.

What the heck, how many times did an opportunity like this present itself? She might as well seize it while she could.

She tried to slip it into his bottle while he was looking away but he caught her dropping in the pill out of the corner of his eye.

“What was that?” he demanded.

“Nothing,” she lied quickly. Everyone paused in their conversations to stare at her curiously. She cursed herself for being too slow.

His eyes narrowed. And he frowned. “Can we speak privately for a moment?” he said pointedly and stood up.

Chloe followed his leave and left the table to walk over to the other side of the room. She felt like a kid about to be scolded. If she were a dog her tail would have been between her legs.

Lex stood near a potted plant that blocked them from the gang’s curious stares. He folded his arms across his chest. “Well?” he demanded. “What was that?”

She had a hard time meeting his eyes. “Gonadallnight,” she muttered.

“What?” He leaned closer to hear her.

“Gonadallnight&#33;” she said louder, enunciating each syllable.

“WHAT?&#33;”

“GONADALLNIGHT&#33;&#33;&#33;”

“I heard you,” he snapped. “Let me get this straight. You were putting Gonadallnight in my water.”

“I thought it would be funny,” she said weakly.

“Funny? Well, good thing I caught you-“ He grew very still. “You put it in my water yesterday, didn’t you?”

“Maybe.” She wanted to run away and avoid the blow up she could hear coming a mile away.

“You put a drug that hasn’t been tested yet, that could be dangerous, in my water yesterday because it could be fun?” His voice sounded frigidly calm. “I could have died&#33; Does that sound fun to you?”

She paled dramatically. She hadn’t thought of that. “No,” she admitted. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry? You’re sorry. I was basically violated by my- whatever you are- under potentially lethal substance all you can say is, ‘I’m sorry’.” He was utterly disgusted now.

What else was she supposed to say?”

“I’ll take one, if it will make you feel any better,” she offered.

He stared at her as if he was considering it. Then he shook his head. “No, we’re lucky I’m ok. You might not be so lucky.”

Relief flooded her and she was even more ashamed of herself. She didn’t want to risk taking it, but she had made Lex take it. What kind of terrible person was she?

She swiveled around and strode back to their table. She followed him, avoiding everyone’s questioning glances. He ate mechanically, in silence, for the rest of the meal. He didn’t so much as look at her. She picked up her fork and tried to eat, but she couldn’t swallow over the lump that had formed in her throat. Nausea washed over her and she inconspicuously spit out her food into a napkin.

She felt ill all that morning. So, between suppressing the urge to vomit and Lex ignoring her, things were just peachy. Disney just wasn’t the same that day. The cheerful music grated on her nerves and the whining children and stressed out parents seemed more numerous. When some person in a Micky suit looked like he was gonna come up to her and hug her she glared at him, swearing that she’d punch him if he tried. Lana looked faintly scandalized that she would threaten Micky with bodily harm.

Chloe caught Lex looking mildly amused for the first time that day and a surge of relief filled her. He’d forgive her, she was suddenly sure of it.


TBC…

[hurlingturtles]

<Chapter Seven>

*I’m still mad at her* Lex reminded himself as he snuck into Chloe’s room that night. Being mad at her, though, wasn’t much fun. He’d had a miserable time at Disney World today and she didn’t seem to be feeling too chipper, either. As he had lain awake that night he’d discovered, to his immense irritation that he still burned for her. Despite her risking his life to get a few jollies, he still desired her. He cursed himself as he’d stared up at his ceiling and fantasized about her eagerly climbing on top of him and riding him like a woman possessed. Finally, he gave up and crept out of his room.

He quietly opened the door with a key he bribed from a bellboy and peered through the dark room. A sliver of moonlight had escaped through the window blinds to highlight Chloe’s golden blond hair peeking out from under a sheet. He tip-toed to her bed, marveling at how she could be sleeping with Lana’s deafening snore. Leaning over her bed he clamped one hand over Chloe’s mouth. She made a mmmrph&#33; Noise, coming abruptly awake.

“Shhh&#33;” Lex hushed her and she relaxed dramatically. He took hi hand away and motioned towards the door. They both quietly slipped from her room out into the hotel corridor.

“Lex&#33; What’s the matter?” she demanded.

He hesitated. “I couldn’t sleep,” he said at last.

“And?”

“And it’s all your fault,” he finished.

She looked outraged. “My fault&#33; How is it my fault?&#33;”

He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling suddenly awkward and stupid for waking her up. “It just is,” he grumbled.

She sighed in disgust and went to return to her room. “Whatever.”

He grabbed her arm. “Wait.”

“What? Aren’t you supposed to be angry with me?” she reminded him caustically.

“I am. You endangered my life to get a few laughs.”

“I apologized. There’s nothing more I can do. I can’t go back and change things, so there’s no use brooding on it. You’re obviously fine, so you’re just going to have to either get over my stupid mistake or get over me in general.” She lifted her chin militantly and pulled her arm out of his grasp. “Now excuse me, I’m feeling sick suddenly.”

He let her go and stood there scowling at the place where she had been moments ago. Dammit. Their little rendezvous had been more counterproductive than he would have liked. He hadn’t even gotten laid. He hoped that she was feeling better in the morning.

She wasn’t. Lana came down to breakfast without her, telling everyone that she was puking her guts up. Lex yearned to get up and see how she was doing, but didn’t because he knew it would attract excess attention. For the first time he really hated that he and Chloe had decided to keep their...relationship a secret. At first the knowledge that were fucking under everybody’s noses had been a huge turn on, now it was just annoying. He contemplated just going to check on her and to hell with making the other’s suspicious. If they started suspecting something, then good for them. They were free to admit they enjoyed Chloe’s company, why shouldn’t he? He more than enjoyed her company, of course, so he should have even more of a right.

Getting thoroughly annoyed, he set down his fork and it clattered on his plate. Everyone looked up at him. “Excuse me,” he told everyone. “I have to make a few business calls. Make sure my dad isn’t plotting against me, that sort of thing.” They nodded in perfect understanding and he quickly left the dining area. He pushed all of the elevator buttons and dove into the first one that opened. He tapped his foot impatiently as the elevator rose. Dammit, he should get one of his minions to invent a faster elevator.

He charged into Chloe’s room, using the key he had decided to keep a hold of. “Chloe?” he called.

“Go away&#33;” she groaned from the bathroom.

He opened the bathroom door to find her sitting on the floor, clutching the toilet. She looked up at him pale and scowling. “Don’t you ever listen?” she snapped.

“Nope,” he said unrepentedly. “How are you feeling?”

“Hmmm. I’m clutching the toilet, how do you think I feel?”

Lex put a hand to her forehead, something only he remembered his mom doing to him ages ago. Odd, she felt fine. “I don’t think you have a fever,” he announced.

“Wonderful. Must have been something I haven’t eaten, considering all I’ve done for the past hour is dry heave.”

“Maybe you’ll feel better once you eat something. There’s pancakes with strawberry topping this morning,” he offered.

If anything, she seemed to grow paler. “Just the thought of food makes me want to hurl.”

“Okay, no food,” he amended in alarm. “We’ll just wait until you feel better to leave for Disney.”

“No, just go without me. I’ll be fine.”

“No, we’re not leaving you.”

“Who knows how long it’s going to be until I feel all right. You could miss half the day,” she argued.

He folded his arms across his chest. “I’m not leaving without you.”

“Holy Jesus, fuck it then. I’ll go then, but if I ralph on you in your fancy sports car then it’s all your fault,” she bit out, a bit of color returning to her face.

Lex smiled reluctantly. “Actually, it’s supposed to be our turn to do the lap sitting thing so you’re more likely to puke on Pete than me.”

She smiled at the thought. “I guess now I have to go.”

He grinned, feeling like things were getting back to normal again.


TBC…

[hurlingturtles]

<Chapter Eight>

Lex made Chloe eat a little breakfast before they left. She made sure to glare at him the whole time, trying not to gag on her waffles. While she was busy staving off her nausea Clark managed to persuade Pete to let him have a turn driving. He grinned like an idiot when Pete gave in, muttering petulantly to Abby. So they all, loaded into the car. Abby and Lex sat next to the windows in the backseat with Pete in the middle and Chloe sitting on Lex’s lap. Lana sat up front, of course.

Sitting on Lex’s lap did not help Chloe’s queasy stomach at all, in fact it seemed to make it worse. When they went over a big speed bump Lex’s hands shot to her waist to steady her and her stomach leapt uncomfortably. She shifted and gripped the back of the driver’s seat, praying that she wouldn’t be sick. Lex grunted softly behind her at the movement and the strangest sense of déjà vu came over her.

They went over another speed bump and Chloe lost it. Before she knew it she was puking over the driver’s seat all over Clark’s shoulder. He yelped in alarm and the car swerved erratically, in and out of their lane. A nearby car honked at them and the driver gave them the finger.

“Oh my God, oh my god,” Clark chanted. “You just hurled on me&#33;”

Chloe wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, feeling suddenly a million times better. “Sorry, I told you guys I was sick.”

“It’s okay, we’ll just pull over at the nearest rest stop and Clark can clean himself off there,” Abby said reasonably.

“At least the she didn’t puke on the upholstery,” Pete added and got an elbow jabbed in his side by Abby.

Lex rubbed her back soothingly. “How do you feel now?” he asked Chloe in concern.

“Great now,” she answered.

“This is my favorite shirt, too,” Clark moaned.

Chloe looked at it. It looked like every other plaid shirt he owned to her. Lana made some sympathetic comments, totally understanding Clark’s clothing tragedy. They pulled over at the next rest stop and Chloe went straight for the bathroom and rinsed her mouth out in the sink. Then she went to the gift shop and bought some York Peppermint Patties and several Slim Jims, suddenly famished and eager to get the taste of puke out of her mouth. Lex was there buying an air freshener for the car.

“Sorry, I made you come,” he said as they waited in line.

“That’s okay. I would’ve been upset at missing Disney World and I really do feel great now.” She shrugged.

“I can see that,” he said looking at her purchases in amusement. “Mints and beef jerky?” He made a disgusted face.

She held up her Styrofoam cup. “With a little caffeine to wash it down.”

“Clark will have a cow if you vomit on him again.”

“You mean have another cow,” she corrected him. “Where is he?”

“He’s in the bathroom still, practically taking a bath in the sink.” Lex rolled his eyes.

Chloe ripped into her food as soon as she payed for it and shoved most of it down her throat while they waited for Clark to emerge from the rest stop. Clark came out of the rest stop wearing a blue t-shirt, that was much too small for him, with a picture of a dancing cartoon alligator wearing a Hawaiian print shirt and gaudy pink sunglasses.

Pete laughed when he saw Clark’s shirt and everyone else just grinned. Clark frowned. “Shut up,” he snapped at everyone. “You should have seen the other ones they had.”

Chloe was in high spirits for the rest of the day and Lex almost seemed to be back to normal, also. She happily bought about a million of those ice creams in the shape of Mickey’s head. Lana commented on how she was getting sick just watching Chloe pack away so much food.

“You eat like a pregnant lady,” Lana told Chloe as Chloe finished her chili dog and moved on to her sushi platter.

Chloe stilled as a dreadful thought struck her. How long exactly had it been since the last time she’d gotten her period? More than a month, that was for sure. That single thought plagued her for the rest of the day, spoiling her cheerful mood. She tried to pretend like nothing was bothering her, but she noticed that Lex kept peering at her out of the corner of his eye.

How could she be pregnant? She was on the pill. But the pill doesn’t protect you 100%, an insidious voice in her head reminded her. And she did forget to take it that one day. If you forget it doesn’t it throw off everything? She struggled to remember.

Lex crept into her room that night, too. He dragged her out in the hall and planted a slow, lingering kiss on her lips that made her knees weak and heart flutter.

“God, I’ve missed you,” he whispered, brushing his lips against her cheek. He ran his hands down her body, pausing to relish each of her curves.

Reality intruded and she pulled away from him. She looked at the floor, the pattern on the corridor carpet blurring together. “Not tonight, Lex. I…I’m really tired.”
His brows furrowed in understandable confusion. Since they’d gotten together, she’d never turned him down before. Hell, have of the time she was the one with the propositions. Something was wrong? But what was it?

Maybe she was feeling sick. That didn’t make much sense, either. She’d practically eaten everything she’d laid her eyes on today. She headed back to her room, avoiding looking at him.

“Chloe, wait&#33;” But she didn’t wait.

He stood in the hall by himself again, the same as last night, aching for her. Didn’t she want him anymore? Don’t be ridiculous, he told himself, of course she does. Right? She wasn’t getting bored with their relationship. He was exciting enough for her. She always climaxed, so she couldn’t be getting sick of him.

Feeling only moderately better, he left to go back to his room.


TBC…

[hurlingturtles]

<Chapter Nine>

The next morning dawned to find Chloe praying to the porcelain god again. She felt even worse than she had the day before. Lex demanded that she come with him to a doctors but she refused. She was terrified that Lex would bribe the doctor out of his patient-doctor confidentiality vow. Lana kept walking past the bathroom with a worried expression on her face.

“Lana?” Chloe called rather pathetically as she heard the floor creak for the millionth time.

Lana’s head poked into the bathroom, her nose crinkling at the smell of vomit. “Yes?”

“I, uh, need you to stop and pick up something for me. You can’t tell anyone, though, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Swear to the goddess of all that is girliness that you won’t tell anyone&#33;”

Lana solemnly held her hand over her heart. “I swear to the goddess of all that is girliness that I won’t tell anyone what you are about to tell me.”

“I need you to pick up a pregnancy test from, I don’t know, a drugstore for me,” she blurted out in a rush.

“You need me to pick up a what?&#33;” Lana demanded, slack-jawed in shock.

“A pregnancy test.”

“You think you might be pregnant?&#33;”

“No, I need a pregnancy test to use as a tampon,” she said sarcastically. “For those heavy-flow days use cardboard.”

“Really?” she said, her doe-like eyes wide with amazement.

“No. Just get it, will you? Please.”

Lana nodded. “Okay. So, you’re not coming to the beach today?” They were supposed to go to Cocoa Beach today, all agreeing that they were too pooped to handle another day of constant walking at Disney World.

“No. Not unless you need another fun-filled morning of car-puking,” she replied dryly.

Lana hesitated. “So, do you know who the father is?”

Chloe glared at her in indignation. “Yes, what kind of whore do you think I am?”

Her eyes widened again. “There are kinds?” she said seriously.

Chloe laughed reluctantly. “I’m sure there are.”

“So, who is it then?”

“I can’t tell you.”

“Why not?” She pouted.

“Because.”

She frowned and tapped a finger against her lips as she seemed to be thinking with, what looked like, an incredible amount of brain-power. At last she said, “He’s someone I know, isn’t it?”

“Maybe,” she admitted reluctantly.

Her face scrunched up even more and then returned to normal as she gave up. “I won’t tell,” she whined.

“Look, just get the test and I’ll think about it.”

She sighed. “Okay, okay. I’ll get it.”

“Thanks.”

Chloe was relieved when Lana left. Lex came back one more time to check on her. He tried to get her to go with them to the beach and then tried to insist that he stay at the hotel with her. After numerous threats and, finally, a couple tearful pleads to be left alone, Lex agreed to go to the beach without her.

Chloe’s tear-filled eyes haunted Lex as they made their way to Cocoa Beach. He grew more and more irritated the more he thought about it. Well, fine then, if she didn’t want him around to comfort her then he wouldn’t be around at all. He had done nothing wrong. He’d been a good… lover? boyfriend?...whatever he was.

It was starting to bother him that he wasn’t sure what he was to her. Lover sounded too casual and boyfriend too juvenile. Goddammit, things were getting too complicated. He contemplated calling things off for about a millisecond before admitting that he didn’t want to stop seeing her. What he really wanted to do was go back to the hotel and talk to her, and if things led to a little sex then that was good, too.

And why didn’t she want him to take her to the doctors? That was a little weird. He definitely wondered what was up with that. One minute she was puking, the next eating enough to feed a small platoon. Lana’s words yesterday suddenly echoed in his ears and an impossible thought struck him. No, it couldn’t be. He shook his head, as if trying to dislodge the thought from his mind.

They’d been on the road for about 30 minutes when Lana nervously asked Clark they could stop in the next town. He obediently pulled off at the next exit and Lana had him stop at a CVS of all places.

Lex shrugged, figuring that it was probably that time of the month and she needed to get some pads or something. Clark followed Lana in the store while everyone else stayed behind.

Lana peered down every aisle trying to hunt for the pregnancy test while simultaneously trying to ditch Clark, who kept checking up on her as if she might get harassed by the 90 year old lady holding up a bottle of Centrum Silver an inch from her nose and squinting her eyes like she forgot her glasses. For the first time in practically forever, Clark was really getting on her nerves. Finally finding it, she grabbed it and a big bag of pads to hide it under in case Clark snuck up on her. She threw everything on the counter at the register, trying to pay for everything as quickly as possible. The cashier didn’t blink an eyelash at having to ring up pads and a pregnancy test at the same time.

Meanwhile, Lex was getting restless. What was taking them so long? He got out of the car, suddenly parched and determined to but some bottled water. He cursed himself for not bringing along a few bottles of Tynant, but, oh well, he’d have to rough it.

Lana nervously peered over her shoulder and jumped a mile, finding Clark standing right behind her with a confused scowl on his face.

“Lana? What’s going on? Why are you buying a, you know, pregnancy test?” The last couple of words came out as a scandalized whisper

“Well, I, uh…”

He started to look very upset now, hurt and anger clouding his eyes. “Who’s the father?” he demanded.

“It’s not for me&#33;” Lana blurted out and immediately cringed.

His anger melted away. “Then who is it for?”

“I promised not to tell-“ she began.

“Think Clark- it’s for Chloe,” a cold voice interrupted. “Isn’t it?”

Lana jumped again. “Lex&#33;”

TBC…

[hurlingturtles]

<Chapter Ten>

Lex was unusually pale and his gave intense as he pursed his lips and waited for Lana’s reaction. “Well?” he demanded. “If it’s not for you then it has to be for Chloe, right?” Things began clicking in place now. “That’s why she’s been so sick lately. She’s got morning sickness. That’s why she’s been eating so much, too, isn’t it?”

“Chloe?” Clark gasped. “Chloe is pregnant? My God&#33;” He looked utterly stunned.

“You can’t tell anyone,” Lana hissed, hugging the bag the cashier handed her to her chest. “Besides, she might not be. That’s what she wanted me to get the test for.”

Lex made a guffaw of disgust. “Don’t be an idiot,“ Clark glared at Lex, “if she asked you to get the test then she’s pretty sure she is.”

“You have to promise not to tell anyone,” Lana said to Clark and Lex.

“Other than Pete and Abby there’s no one else left to tell,” Lex bit out snidely. “And this cashier knows now, not that he even knows who Chloe is. Why don’t we just announce it on the evening news while we’re at it. I can see it now ‘Chloe Sullivan debauched and left pregnant by-“ He froze abruptly in his tirade.

“I promise,” Clark said obediently, more out of a need to fill the sudden silence than anything.

“You know who the father is?” Lana asked Lex eagerly.

Lex peered at the cashier, who picked up a magazine and flipped through the pages, pretending not to listen to every word of their conversation. “No,” he said flatly. “But I think that we should get the test to her as soon as humanly possible- like now. I’ll drop you guys off at Cocoa Beach and then bring Chloe back her test. I’ll pick you all up before dinner, okay?” They both nodded in mute agreement.

Lex took control of the driving, feeling good to be behind the wheel again. He made dropped everyone off at the beach and made it back to the hotel in record-time. He went immediately to Chloe’s room, unlocking the door and throwing it dramatically open.

Chloe, who was sprawled on the hotel bed, watching what looked like a Lifetime movie with tears in her eyes, jumped a mile when the door flew open. Popcorn that she’d called room service for flew everywhere.

“Lex&#33; What are you doing here?” she asked.

He tossed the plastic bag on the bed. “I was told you wanted this,” he said, striving for cold indignation but failing when his voice came out as breathless pants from rushing to her room.

Chloe picked up the bag and peered in it. She took out the pads. “Uh, thanks but I don’t really need-“

“No,” he said impatiently. “The other thing.”

That was when she noticed the pregnancy test laying on the bottom of the bag. Her heart sank in dread. “Thanks,” she said stiffly, not knowing what to say.

“Thanks? Is that all you have to say to me?” he demanded.

“What do you want me to say, Lex?” she asked.

“Are you pregnant?”

“That’s what this is supposed to help me find out,” she said, holding up the test.

“When were you planning on telling me?” he demanded, growing more and more incensed.

“Uhhhh…”

“Were you planning on telling me at all?&#33; It’s my child, after all&#33;&#33;&#33;”

Annoyed, she retorted, “How do you know it’s yours?”

His mouth snapped shut and a furious pink flush spread across his cheeks. His eyes narrowed dangerously and Chloe resisted the urge to leap up from the bed and flee the room. He walked purposely to the bed and looked down at her, his face a frigid mask. Reaching down, he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to her feet. Her breasts collided with his chest and she gaped at him in wide-eyed astonishment. Standing this close to him, she could see his nostrils flare as he breathed in sharp, emotional bursts.

His hand moved up her arm to the back of her neck and she was acutely conscious of his strong, masculine fingers pressed into the sensitive flesh near her spine. He lowered his head and pulled her to him, pressing his lips against hers with a passionate anger that shocked her, and simultaneously sent a fission of excitement between her legs. He grabbed her butt and ground her hips against his. His growing erection rubbed against her sensitive core and she melted against him.

Suddenly Lex pulled away from her and glared down at her, still breathing hard. “Well? Tell me now that the baby isn’t mine.”

Chloe blinked up at him, his words taking several minutes to sink in. He’d kissed her to teach her a lesson. Burning with indignation, she wretched away from him. “Well, I might not even be pregnant, so there’s no need to get all worked up yet.” She picked up the pregnancy test from the bed and marched back in the bathroom with it.

Lex tried to follow her in the bathroom but she slammed the door in his face and locked the door behind her. “Hey&#33;” he protested. He banged on the door but she ignored him.

She ripped open the box and read through the instructions. She peed on the stick and stared at the strip that was supposed to turn blue if she was pregnant. Her heart hammered in her ears as she waited.

TBC…