Chlex Drabbles (G+) (Excluded from Fanfic Update-date rule, Julie)

[kitten]

Those were hilarious Kit. If Lionel really is trying to improve lives he should start with the ones he destroyed, right? And Lex is at the top of the list, but that's probably a long-term goal. Chloe and Gabe could be a project for the novice reformed billionaire bastard.

Incidently was there something cut off from your last drabble? I see "T floating all alone right at the end.

[Kit Merlot]

Those were hilarious Kit. If Lionel really is trying to improve lives he should start with the ones he destroyed, right? And Lex is at the top of the list, but that's probably a long-term goal. Chloe and Gabe could be a project for the novice reformed billionaire bastard.

Incidently was there something cut off from your last drabble? I see "T floating all alone right at the end.

Yes, that little "T" floating in space is just bad editing--I fixed it.

THANKS

[teejei]

Lionel turned to Martha and said, “You owe me twenty bucks!”

the look on Lex's face after that: priceless!

it's fun to read about MB when he's all scheming and doing it for Lex's good. and i mean REALLY for his good, not another trap disguised "under the veil of mentorship".

[hfce]

Ok that was fun. LOL!


Hope

[star del mar]

I liked all of them, I enjoy drabbles but that last one got me laughing, lol! Good job!


Steph*

[starmoon]

Enjoyed it very much.

[tracyaching]

I've always been a fan of Chlex club moments- the anonimity of the darkness, heated bodies pressed together in desperation, etc.- so heres a little drabble to celebrate it.

As Chloe tried to slip away from him, Lex took her wrist, "Where did a small town reporter learn to dance like that?"

She smiled winosomely at him, in sharp contrast to the heated moments just before, "At the small town reporter academy of dance. Didn't you ever see it? It's right down the road from the bald billionaire's ballroom."

[Kit Merlot]

I've always been a fan of Chlex club moments- the anonimity of the darkness, heated bodies pressed together in desperation, etc.- so heres a little drabble to celebrate it.

As Chloe tried to slip away from him, Lex took her wrist, "Where did a small town reporter learn to dance like that?"

She smiled winosomely at him, in sharp contrast to the heated moments just before, "At the small town reporter academy of dance. Didn't you ever see it? It's right down the road from the bald billionaire's ballroom."

This was excellent, really excellent

[tracyaching]

Here's another little something that's been rattling around in my brain. Might as well get it out. Warning- a little smutty.

Lex found Chloe with her back pressed aginst the edge of a doorjamb. She was moving up and down, her head thrown back, when with a loud groan she opened her eyes to find Lex watching her.

"My back itches." She explained, pink faced.

"Turn around." Lex's voice was hoarse. She turned slowly and Lex stepped closer. When he touched her between her shoulder blades, she drew a sudden breath. He began to scratch gently, using his nails through the thin material of her shirt.

"Is that the right spot?"

"A little lower." Chloe's voice was unsteady. He moved his hand down, obligingly and stepped closer yet. Chloe could feel his breath on her neck. "Mmm. . ." A contented little purr slid out of her against her will.

"Better?" Lex's voice in her ear.

"Yes." The word is long, drawn out as though she is saying yes to all sorts of questions he hasn't even asked yet.

[hfce]

That was nice...

Hope