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    Re: Much Ado About Smallville (NC-17) Posted 2nd May 2013

    He doesn't hate her. She hates him - or so she says. Wait, you are talking about Lex, right?

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    Re: Much Ado About Smallville (NC-17) Posted 2nd May 2013

    I am loving this story, I love the interaction between Lex and Chloe.

    Can't wait for the next chapter!

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    Re: Much Ado About Smallville (NC-17) Posted 2nd May 2013

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    He doesn't hate her. She hates him - or so she says. Wait, you are talking about Lex, right?
    Yeah, I just figured he hated her from the way he was telling Clark about her

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    Re: Much Ado About Smallville (NC-17) Posted 2nd May 2013

    *Chapter Four*

    It was a gorgeous sunny morning in Smallville and the air was filled with the sounds a light wind rustling the corn, birds singing, and increasingly descriptive insults which Chloe felt compelled to hurl at Lex from where she hung over his shoulder. From the smug smile on Lex’s face as he hauled her around like a sack of potatoes, one might have thought that she was reciting sappy poetry to him rather than comparing him to any number of unmentionable things.

    He slipped his keys out of his pocket and thanked heavens for his foresight, his parking had blocked the way anyway. “Settle down sweetheart”, Lex advised as he unlocked and opened the passenger door and popped her into the car, being careful to ensure that her head didn’t get knocked in the process.

    “Patronising son of a b …” Chloe broke off in the middle of her final insult as she caught a glimpse of his expression. He was no longer wearing the benign expression which had adorned his features when he had grabbed her.

    “If you want to be sitting comfortably on the drive over to the fate, then I would strongly advise you not to finish that sentence”, Lex said, his face only a few inches from hers. His voice was soft, almost like a caress, belying the meaning behind his words.

    “Lex, I didn’t …” She didn’t know what to say, she had just been insulting him without actually thinking about what her insults meant. He had to know that she wouldn’t really …

    “Yes, well watch your smart mouth before it gets you in trouble”, his words offered no hint of forgiveness, but he stroked her flush stained cheek and Chloe couldn’t help but notice his mesmerising eyes. They were green at the moment. A perfect intoxicating green, his scent wrapped itself around her, she could feel the heat radiating from his body which was so close to her that she would only need to move a few inches to be sandwiched against him. She swallowed.

    A smile tugged at the corner of Lex’s lips and the spell was broken.

    He checked that she was properly in the car, no limbs to get caught in the car door, and closed the door only turned back to head around the driver’s side only to hear it being opened again and turned back around just in time to see Chloe jumping out with a mischievous grin.

    “Are you serious?” He almost laughed in disbelief, her contrition could barely last a minute. “You know that I am just going to put you back in”, he took a step towards her.

    “Yeah yeah I got the memo. ‘Me man, me drive car. Women folk stupid’”, she did her caveman impression.

    “You know that I didn’t say or mean that”, he folded his arms across his chest, “but you can hardly expect me to want you to drive to fete considering what happened last time”.

    “I drive just fine”, she huffed.

    “Normally, yes. You are a far better driver than me, but you and the fete parking system … not so much. That cow was probably permanently scarred”, Lex remembered the incident and did his best to look stern.

    “Please, there was no blood”, she waved off the incident, but did look a little guilty.

    “Emotional scares don’t leave blood. Isn’t that what you always tell me when you want a plaster even when there is no blood”, he teased her. In fact, Chloe had said that once when she was four, but he thought that the always added a nice touch of rhetoric.

    “You are such a drama queen”.

    “And you are getting back into the car”.

    Chloe wanted to stamp her foot and considered doing so but there really was no way that she was going to win this one and if he overruled her again he might get the idea that he could do it whenever he wanted. Besides, when she had got out she hadn’t been planning on making a run for it, so instead she rolled her eyes at him in her ‘I’m so mature and over your childish games’ way, and explained in a calm fashion, “I’m not leaving the car, I am just getting in the back rather than in the front. I want to sit next to Clark, not you”, then ruined the effect by sticking her tongue out at him.

    “Stroppy brat”, he said but opened the door to the back of the car for her and saw that Clark had already got himself seated.

    She gave him a smile which made Lex’s guts clenched.


    “Well get in then”, he almost snapped and gave her another little pat as she got in.

    “Caveman”, she threw over her shoulder but still did as he said and put her belt on. “Hello again Clark”, she smiled over at him, pointedly ignoring Lex.

    “Hello again Chloe”, Clark greeted her, greatly amused.

    Seeing that Lex had got back behind the wheel, Chloe leant over to Clark and whispered - loudly enough for Lex to hear, of course -, “Apparently Lex wants to play chauffeur today … so I thought that I would let him; you know how stroppy he gets when he doesn’t get his own way”.

    Clark bit the inside of his cheek hard to keep from laughing at Chloe and the expression on Lex’s face which he could just make out in the mirror. Once he was sure that he had himself under control, he said with great gravity, “Yes, I thought that you had decided to be kind to him when you allowed him to carry you out to the car. Very sensible, conserving your energy to play at the fair”. There, that should keep him on neutral ground. He was only just coming to understand the precariousness of his situation, namely that he was Lex’s guest in Chloe’s house. Lex was his friend and whilst some teasing was allowed, he could not actually insult him. But on the other hand, the only thing that would make him truly angry was upsetting Chloe. It was a fine line to try to walk and unfortunately Clark had no circus training.

    Chloe stared at him hard for a few seconds and Clark cringed, afraid that he had indeed gone too far by pointing out that Lex had in fact, just got the upper hand. He was about to try to think of some way to apologise when Chloe burst out laughing. “Yes, that is how I am going to spin it later; I was just conserving my energy”.

    “That is also why you decided that I should drive, I imagine”, Lex put in.

    “Indeed”, Chloe spoke with her fake British accent which Clark thought was supposed to be Judy Dench, but he could have been wrong. “To the fair Luthor and step on it”, she made some elaborate waiving gesture for going with her hand which she thought had a touch of largess about it.

    “As you command, my stroppy lady”, Lex grinned from the front seat, at her cheek. He watched the interaction between his best friend and the royal pain in the butt and tried to decide whether or not he thought that Chloe was really interested in Clark or whether she was just trying to get under his skin. Not that he cared whether Chloe was into Clark. The only reason why he found himself hating every single, solitary man who came within fifty metres of her was purely out of protectiveness and the loyalty he owed to Gabe. He should be happy if she fell for a nice guy like Clark. He would be happy if something like that happened. As he pulled out of the driveway, he checked in the mirror that they were getting along but that there were absolutely no sparks flying – just for Chloe’s safety of course, sparks could be dangerous, especially in a car.

    “Eyes on the road Luthor”, Chloe told him.

    He smirked, if she knew where his eyes were then her flirting with Clark was definitely for his (Lex’s) benefit.

    Chloe and Clark continued their flirting/joking conversation for most of the – blessedly short – car ride, with occasional witticisms from Lex, generally when he felt that they were getting too close.

    “Oh, we’re here. Brilliant! I can’t wait to show you around Clark”, Chloe bounced in her seat as they reached the large, convoluted, muddy field which was laughingly referred to as the car park.

    Lex wondered if it had been such a good idea to bring his friend down for the summer. They seemed far too interested in each other, even if there were no sparks flying it meant that Chloe wasn’t paying attention to him. He growled.

    “What was that Lex?” Chloe wondered.

    “Just announcing, in my capacity of your humble chauffeur, that we have arrived”, he said, as he parked the car, demonstrating that it was possible to do without hitting any farm animals.

    “Great”, Chloe beamed, “You are going to love this Clark”, she said as she reached out to open her door.

    “Oh no, have to wait for the chauffeur”, Lex said, as he hopped out and walked around to open the door for her, taking his time. Through the tinted windows he could see her giving him an odd look.

    “Madame”, he said as he opened the door for her with a flare.

    “Thank-you, Luthor. We won’t be needing you anymore”, she said her, appalling British accent once again firmly in place, and waved him away with a hand.

    “Not to worry Madame, this is a full service which includes an escort service”, he smirked, and resisted the urge to take possession of her hand.

    “Oh, what a shame”, she sighed then apparently thinking of something she said, “I’m not married so I shouldn’t be Madame”.

    “Oh trust me, you are a proper little Madame”, he teased her.

    Chloe’s face made an odd jerking motion which looked like a smile trying to get out, before she controlled it and stuck her out at him.

    Lex just smiled at her indulgently.

    “So, where do we have to go first?” Clark asked, as he joined them and wondered if they would kill each other by the end of the day or find another way to work through their issues.

    “We always start by going over to the Corn Queen thing but … first we have to have a little talk about protection”, she announced for all the world to hear.

    Clark coughed.

    “She is talking about sunblock”, Lex explained, noticing his friend’s expression and heightened colour. For such a clean living boy, he really did have a dirty mind. “Chloe has very strict rules about when sun screen must be applied”.

    “They aren’t my rules, they are Dad’s; I just enforce them strongly”, she said handing her bag over to Lex so that she could unzip it and rifle through it.

    “Do you really need all of that stuff just for one day out?” Lex asked in disbelief, it was like Mary Poppins’.

    “Clearly. Ah ha”, she found it and made Clark hold his hand out for a dollop, before taking her bag back from Lex, putting it on her shoulder and pouring out a load into her hand. “Alright, come here”.

    “Chloe I can do this by myself”, Lex saw where she was going with this.

    “No, history tells us that you can’t”, Chloe reminded him, “you say that you don’t need it then only agree to put it on when I bug you. Then you skimp and don’t apply it often enough. Not only should you be extra careful being bald but you also forget that you used to be redheaded and redheads have the highest risk of skin cancer”

    “I repeat accelerated white blood cell count”, Lex said.

    “And I am very happy about that however that will be useful in that case of accidents, it does not mean that you can go around taking risks and I promise you, if in 50 years you come down with something because you didn’t take care of yourself an accelerated white blood cell count will not save you from me”, Chloe threatened. “Now, we can do this the easy way or the hard way, but you are being covered with sun screen”.

    Lex smiled at her and obediently lowered his head to allow her better access, more because he thought that it was sweet that she cared than because he was actually afraid that she might kick his ass. She was strong, but he was larger and stronger so her physical threats never bothered him too much.

    Clark turned away as Chloe started to rub it into Lex’s head, being sure to get it everywhere including the tops of his ears and around his collar.

    “There, all covered for the next 55 minutes”, Chloe beamed, once she was finished, “don’t forget your sunglasses either”.

    “Aren’t you forgetting something?” Lex asked, as Chloe put on her own sun glasses and made for the festivities.

    “What?” She wondered, reviewing her mental checklist.

    “Well, you have given sun block to Clark, covered me in the foal smelling stuff, but you …”

    “Haven’t put any on myself”, Chloe said, realising what he was getting at.

    “Yep”, Lex grinned down at her.

    “Well I can’t remember everything”, she huffed, secretly more than a little annoyed with herself for forgetting something so obvious. She wasn’t stupid, she really wasn’t. She was responsible for her age and could take care of herself – junk food and anaemia aside, which she could admit to herself, if not to Lex, she should have paid more attention to – but she had a tendency to forget the basic things around Lex like sunblock. Then he got the idea that she was some stupid little girl who couldn’t take care of herself and who he had to look after, which made her angry and therefore more likely to forget things. It really was a vicious circle.

    “Evidently”, he wasn’t letting this go.

    “Don’t look so bloody smug”, Chloe grumbled as she got out her sun lotion and Lex scrutinized her application. Face. Good. Arms. Good. Throat and cleavage. Lex felt warm. Very good.

    “There done”, Chloe announced popping the top back on the container and making to return it to her bag.

    “Ah ah”, Lex tisked. “Very sloppy work Sullivan. Turn around”.

    “Lex”, she whined. “I can do it myself”.

    “Clearly you can’t. Now turn around”.

    She crossed her arms over her chest.

    “Chloe, turn around”, Lex lowered his voice so that it was almost a soft growl.

    “I …”

    “Chloe”, he placed his hands either side of her against the car, trapping her. He was so close to her now that their noses were almost touching. “This works both ways baby. Turn around”.

    She shivered, she wanted to protest, push past him but she was fairly certain that if she did she would collapse against him. All of her strength and ability to think clearly seemed to be ebbing away the nearer he got to her.

    “I can do it myself”, she got out in a voice which was as shaky as her knees were.

    “Turn around”, he repeated, his voice doing strange things to her tummy.

    She fought with herself for a moment but then, scowling, she did as she was told - although she grumbled as she did so about him being a tyrant. She really should be fighting and arguing against this more than she was, but every strategy which her fuzzy mind could formulate only ended up with her in exactly the same potion – turned around and allowing Lex to put this infernal stuff on her. The only difference was that this was she was spared the indignity of being forcibly turned around. Maybe she could argue that “Oh”.

    Lex breathed in her floral scent as he hovered behind her for a minute before moving her hair over her shoulder and warming the liquid in his hands before rubbing it into the back of her neck, then up to her ears.

    She moaned; she couldn’t help it as he tugged gently on her earlobes.

    He smirked. Making sure that his mouth was so close to her ear that it sent shivers down her spine, he whispered, “You know Chloe, you really shouldn’t dish things out if you can’t take them”. His hands ran back over her shoulders noticing the goose pimples which had been called forth by his words. It was with an effort that he resisted the urge to reapply lotion to her cleavage as she had already done that and it wasn’t his place.

    Once he had made sure that the parts of her exposed back which she had neglected were properly covered, Chloe jumped away from him saying, “Okay, I’m all done”, trying not to let the nervousness come through in her tone.

    However the jump only succeeded in moving her against the car, Lex was still standing directly behind her, his hands moved lightly to her hips reminding her that she was closed in.

    “Legs”, he reminded her.

    She gulped, “That’s not necessary”.

    “Oh, I think that it is”, he wasn’t letting her get away that easily. He had stood still through the indignity of having sunscreen applied, without complaint, when she had asked him to. He had at least given her the opportunity to show that she could do it for herself. It wasn’t his fault that she had failed, and he couldn’t help it if he was enjoying the fall out.

    She span back around, this had gone too far. “Lex, thank-you for helping with my back, that was hard to reach but I can reach my legs perfectly well”, she said, thinking that semi-conciliatory might be the way to go, as she reached out to take the bottle from him but he held it out of her reach.

    They stared at each other, at an impasse.

    A/N: So, who do you think will win the sunscreen wars?

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    Re: Much Ado About Smallville (NC-17) Posted 2nd May 2013

    Hot one Something is getting to them

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    Re: Much Ado About Smallville (NC-17) Posted 2nd May 2013

    Yeah, I think that it is probably lust. Either that or hay fever.

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    Re: Much Ado About Smallville (NC-17) Posted 2nd May 2013

    *Chapter Five*

    Chloe made another lunge for the bottle but found herself being pushed gently back against the car with apparent ease by Lex. He moved so that every single part of their bodies were touching and her breathing accelerated.

    “Fuck”, she thought. She was not going to win this one. Damn it, she hated to lose. The only question was how to get out of this with her head held high. A light bulb suddenly flicked on in her head, and a sweet smile – the kind that Lex distrusted most – crossed her lips. “Alright”, she acquiesced with surprising meekness.

    Lex tried to hide his shock. He really had been expecting to have to go to the mat with her for this one. What was she up to?

    Chloe placed her hand gently on his chest and pushed him back, which he allowed as she went with him until they were about a metre away from the car and her hand moved down over his flat stomach, down to his, “Chloe”, he gasped, no, men didn’t gasp he told himself he just did something that sounded like a gasp but was in fact very manly.

    She carefully removed his car keys from his pocket, apparently unaware of what she was doing to him before clicking the button to unlock the car and handing them back to him with an unconcerned smile. She knew that his eyes were glued to her as she turned around and opened the door with a special swish of the hips before spinning back around. She grinned as she caught exactly where his eyes had been, she had known that this dress had been a good idea.

    Slowly she moved backwards until she was sitting on the back seat, her legs dangling over its side and just outside of the car. Lex grinned, the little minx. He briefly checked their surroundings. Clark had gone to look at something several minutes ago and the few people who were still in the car park weren’t really paying any attention to them. He had checked that when he had been applying lotion to her shoulders, but this was different. No one who might have happened to observe them earlier would have noticed anything out of the ordinary, but this … well this was different story entirely. Satisfied that the open door would shield them if anyone did happen to look their way, he decided that he was going to enjoy this.

    Lex gave her an amused smirk as he examined her legs, partially because the opportunity presented itself and they were very nice to look at, and partly because he wanted to see if he could make her blush. Apparently he couldn’t; she was used to the attention. That made him angry but shaking the names of all the men she knew out of her wouldn’t get him anywhere. Taking his time he once again he closed the gap between them and saw why she had positioned herself the way that she had; she expected him to either kneel before her or give up. There was no other way of getting to her legs in that position. He was impressed, but if she really thought that that would stop him then she had another thing coming.

    At least the part of the field he had parked on was grassy rather than muddy. Paying no attention to the fact that he was about to ruin a 500 dollar pair of trousers with grass stains, he slowly knelt down, keeping his eyes locked with hers the whole time.

    He saw her green eyes widen slightly in surprise, but she didn’t look away or give any other indication that she was uncomfortable.

    “You now have the distinction of being the only woman Lex Luthor has ever got down on his knees for”, he spoke both literally and metaphorically.

    Chloe raised an eyebrow, an expression which she had perfected after a year of practicing it in her bathroom mirror after seeing Lex do it. She had hoped that he would back down, although she wasn’t entirely sure that she had ever really expected him to. Was he really trying to regain the upper hand by embarrassing her by sexual illusions? Well, two could play that game.

    “That doesn’t surprise me”, she said with a shrug.

    It was Lex’s turn to raise an eyebrow.

    “I always figured that you would be selfish in the bedroom”, she said, although in truth she had never thought any such thing.

    “So you’ve thought about me in that context?” He smirked.

    Chloe controlled her blush and answered, “Don’t flatter yourself. Let’s just say that I don’t believe the stories that are constantly circulating about how many women are so vastly pleased with your exploits. I have always believed them to be …” she let him hang on her words, “Shall we be kind and say, exaggerating rather than paid?”

    Lex grasped her ankle, “I have never paid anyone for sex, and really Chloe I thought that an investigative reporter like you would be more interested in getting the real story. The deep insight. The whole picture”.

    “I don’t write those kinds of articles”, she said, trying not to feel like a guppy swimming with a shark all of a sudden.

    “Well, maybe you should. It would certainly improve your circulation”, moved her ankle so that her legs were no longer crossed before looking down as he opened the bottle.

    “My”, she broke off as he moved her leg, “circulation is just fine. I have perfect circulation. I am perfectly happy with my circulation, thank-you very much”.

    He smirked as he knew that he had rattled her, but there was a fly in the ointment; he hadn’t thought that she would respond that much to a simple touch. As much as he wanted to push this game further, but he didn’t want her to get into an uncomfortable position because she was too stubborn to back down. If protecting her and not putting her in an awkward situation meant that he had to back out of the game, admit that he had lost and lose face, then that it what he would do. “So what is your view on men’s being on their knees?”

    “Best place for them”, she decided, giving no indication of being flustered.

    “And girls? What do you think about them being on their knees?” Lex asked, deciding that it was safe to continue with this game and genuinely interested in her answer.

    “Should never be”, she smiled down at him before leaning back so that she was supporting herself on her elbows, apparently relaxed but more importantly ensuring that Lex wouldn’t see her face. She wasn’t going to let him know that his touch, in this situation, made her tingle. She wasn’t as experienced as she pretended to be in front of him, and certainly not as experienced as Lex. “Get on with it then”, she wiggled her legs, “they aren’t getting any more sun resistant”.

    “God, are you always this bossy with men on their knees before you?” He inquired.

    “Always”, she said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “Boys need to be told what to do or they will get it wrong”. It was true in all circumstances, if he chose to interpret that in a particular (and smutty) way then that was entirely his own fault.

    “Maybe you should give up the boys and go for the men. Ones who know exactly what they are doing and the advantages of taking things slow sometimes”, he warmed the liquid in his hands again before holding Chloe’s ankle, “of starting at the bottom and working their way to the top”, his hands glided up her calve.

    “Men like that, enjoy being in charge too much”, she tried not to groan as he worked the sun screen into her skin.

    “Is that always a bad thing?” Lex wondered. He knew quite a few women who liked a man to take charge in the bedroom.

    “Always”, she managed to get out.

    He smirked. “Are you absolutely sure about that? A man who wanted to dominate you, sure that would be bad, but there is a difference between not being a sap and being domineering. You wouldn’t rather have a man who knows what he is doing and cares about you, rather than some weak willed pillock you have to tell how to do everything?” He tried to ignore the surge of annoyance at the idea that another man might have touched her, “Someone who could give you anything you wanted, make love to you however you wanted - slow and tender, hard and fast, even control if that is what you wanted? Someone who would take his time”, he ran his nails gently along her flesh, “and make you feel like the most important, sexiest woman in the world. Someone who would take you to the height of passion and not stop until you were completely sated”.

    Chloe swallowed. “I … um”

    His fingers skirted over her knee, making sure that the three inches above that which her dress might just about reveal if she weren’t careful were protected.

    She could practically hear his smirk and said the only thing she could think of to shoot him down. He wasn’t attracted to her, he was just playing the game that she had started and didn’t know how much he was affecting her. “You make a good point, I should call that guy again”.

    Lex dropped her leg.

    Chloe slammed her eyes shut and breathed in and out several times, “I can do my other leg”, she told him, once she was sure that her voice would not betray any of her feelings.

    “No”, he was curt. He poured out more lotion and rubbed his hands together a few times before efficiently massaging it into her skin, trying to ignore how warm and soft it was.

    She tried to keep her breathing under control, which was more than a little difficult. Even when he was being brisk his touch had a very distinct effect on her body. She tried not to shift her hips as a very definite wetness began to pool between her legs.

    Lex moved slightly closer to her as he did the area just above her second knee and although logically she knew that he couldn’t have noticed anything, as he didn’t have x-ray vision, she worried that something about her had tipped him off as he became softer and when he pulled back and stood up he pointedly didn’t comment on how flushed her cheeks were, or how her chest heaved. Both points which he must have noticed.

    “There we go, all protected and ready to join the festivities”, he said with a smile which seemed forced but his eyes were kind, as he held out his hand to her. She accepted his help back out of the car and tried to put the strange incident out of her mind as she looked around for Clark and saw him staring at a tree at the end of the line or cars.

    “Come on, it looks like your friend is anxious to get going”, she said as he looped one arm through Lex’s as they walked over to Clark, where she did the same to him and smiled as she escorted the two boys to the fair.

    By the time that they got there the entire place was packed and there were only a handful of seats left.

    “What about over there?” Clark asked, pointing to three seats near the front.

    “Oh no, that isn’t how we do this”, Lex said as Chloe pulled them over to a monument of bales of hay which Chloe promptly started to climb with Lex not that far behind her, one hand always close to the base of her spine so that he could support her if she fell backwards, Clark realised.

    With a smile Clark followed. The monument this year was a pyramid, three bales of hay wide at the top, which was about twenty meters or so high, giving an exceptionally wide base and a great view.

    “Wow”, Clark said as he turned around once they were at the top and looked at the view of the stage, this has to be the best seat in the house, “I wonder why more people don’t come up here”.

    “Oh, that’s simple”, Chloe said, “it isn’t allowed”.

    Clark looked at her in concern, “Then what are we doing up here?”

    “Don’t worry, an exception is always made for Chloe”, Lex explained, “that is to say that one day dares to argue with her anymore”. Seeing that some more information was desired, he explained, “Chloe being the angelic little creature she is. Saw the yearly straw monument when she was three and decided that she wanted to climb it. The officially did try to tell her now and well, let’s just say that they won’t be trying that again”.

    “Nope”, Chloe shook her head with a wicked grin.

    “And you came up with her”, Clark surmised.

    “Someone had to check that she wasn’t going to fall off”, Lex said although it had actually been perfectly safe with no real way that she could fall and injure herself, if there had been, Gabe would never have allowed her to go up there in the first place.

    “Of course, always so concerned about her health, aren’t you Lex”, Clark teased him, but the confused looks that both Chloe and Lex gave him indicated quite clearly that they didn’t understand. After staring at them blankly for a few moments, honestly not understanding if they really couldn’t see the way they acted around each other, he sat down on the end of the bale of straw. As he did so he wondered if he would ever figure out their relationship.

    From the way in which Lex had spoken of her on their car ride down there he had thought that he had hated her, but such was obviously not the case. They certainly didn’t have a fraternal relationship going on, so that wasn’t it. If he hadn’t known that they couldn’t stand each other, he would have sworn that they were a couple. It was all so confusing. Considering how much they evidently disliked being in each other’s company – even if they cared about each other – Clark turned to them to see if he should maybe sit in the middle and was surprised to see Lex putting his hands on her hips.

    Chloe, however, was evidently not surprised by this as she sat on his knee and allowed him to wrap his arm around her stomach.

    Lex saw Clark’s face and realised that this must look like a rather odd seating arrangement as there was plenty of space for Chloe to sit by herself, so he explained, “She has very sensitive skin and the straw pokes her even through a thick blanket”. Something that they had found out when she was three and couldn’t get comfortable and so had decided to crawl into Lex’s 7 year old lap and had promptly fallen asleep on him although to this day she claimed that she had not had a nap at all. He had become accustomed to her sitting on him now.

    “Shh”, Chloe chided them both. “It’s starting”.

    A/N: If you've read don't forget to review, it inspires me to write more.

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    Re: Much Ado About Smallville (NC-17) Posted 2nd May 2013

    And in the middle of the how there will be something hard poking in Chloe's butt that is situated on Lex's laps... <lol>
    I can't figure out their relationship either. They clearly love weach other, idiots!
    Enjoying the story, though!!

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    Re: Much Ado About Smallville (NC-17) Posted 2nd May 2013

    And in the middle of the show there will be something hard poking in Chloe's butt that is situated on Lex's laps... <lol>
    I can't figure out their relationship either. They clearly love each other, idiots!
    Enjoying the story, though!!
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    Re: Much Ado About Smallville (NC-17) Posted 2nd May 2013

    Ha ha that is a possibility. As Catholic Science teacher said of the boy who saw a picture of the nude female body, "He got a cramp in his leg and had to go outside for a walk".

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