sinderella81 | Alien Evolution (Part 4/?) (Reply)

Title: Alien Evolution
Author:

cinderella81
Pairing: Clex
Rating: um ... start off G ... ends up R?
Disclaimer: Not mine ... I don't own them.
Summary: Lex helps Clark evolve
Warnings: If you don't like crossdressing, then skip on past this story

Thanks to Ash and Miche for the beta!

Previous parts are here!

The final bell rang, and Clark practically ran to the front door to make it out to the parking lot so that he could see Lex. He had been itching for Lex to see the ‘new him’ and the sooner the better. When Clark reached the front doors of the school, he immediately slowed his walk. He calmly exited the school, and walked towards the spot where Lex’s new Porsche was parked and waiting. Lex was standing in front, resting gracefully on the hood of the car, waiting patiently for Clark. As Clark neared, Lex stood straight, looking at Clark like he was the only thing in the world.

“Hey,” Clark said shyly as he approached Lex.

Lex didn’t say a word. He took in Clark’s appearance. Tight black T-shirt under the requisite flannel, hair pulled back, and was that the eyeliner from the night before? Lex was in awe. He immediately pulled Clark into tight hug, and leaned close to his ear, breath hot and hard.

“You little sneak,” Lex said softly, giving Clark’s earlobe a lick, and smiled as Clark shivered.

Clark blushed. “Do you like it?” he asked uncertainly.

“If we were back at the Mansion, that question wouldn’t even need to be asked.” Lex leaned in again, and discreetly nibbled on Clark’s earlobe. “When did you get that?”

“After you walked into the bedroom, I swiped it,” Clark said with a mischievous grin. “And before you start anything you can’t stop, I promised Lana I would go to the Talon and fix the back sink. It should only take a couple of minutes,” Clark said quickly as he saw Lex’s face fall just a little. Lex’s face lifted a little when Clark mentioned that it would only take a few minutes. He seriously wanted to get Clark back to the Mansion and ravage him. But Clark had made a promise, so the Talon it was.

Lex waited patiently as Clark ran into the Talon. Fifteen minutes later, Clark came rushing out. He hopped into the car and pulled Lex into a tight hug, his lips finding Lex’s pulse point on his neck. He suckled there for a moment, smiling internally when he heard Lex moan. He pulled back and gave Lex a smile.

“Now, before we give the whole town a show, let’s get going,” Clark said.

Lex gave Clark a stressed smile and sped through town, breaking almost every speed law to make sure that they made it to the Mansion in record time. They quickly exited the car and headed straight for the master suite.

Lex pushed Clark through the door and shoved him against the closest wall.

“Do you have any idea how much you turn me on?” Lex asked huskily.

Clark squirmed beneath his ministrations. “I have an idea,” he said with a smile. Lex’s lips were making their way around his jaw line, on to his neck.

“I need to see you,” Lex said breathlessly after finishing their mini kissing marathon.

Clark nodded and began to take off his flannel. Lex put his hand on his to stop him. “No, let me.” Clark let his hand fall to his side and stood still and silent. Lex knelt at Clark’s feet and began by removing Clark’s shoes and socks. When Clark was barefoot, Lex stood and looked at him silently. Lex removed the flannel and tossed it on the floor. He took each arm and kissed a trail up that led to a pulse point on Clark’s neck. Just as Clark was starting to moan, Lex stopped, leaving Clark wanting more. He then set about removing the black t-shirt. Clark raised his arms, and Lex leaned against Clark, breath hot on his neck. The black t-shirt joined the flannel on the floor. Clark remained perfectly still as Lex began to kiss his way up Clark’s chest. He started at the waistband of Clark’s jeans and made his way up, paying special attention to each nipple.

Clark stood before Lex, barefoot and bare-chested. Lex stared for a moment before his hands made their way to Clark’s belt. He was very careful as he removed the large leather belt from around Clark’s waist. He took a deep breath and inhaled the smell of old leather. That was Clark, old leather, and sunshine. He smiled as he ran the belt across Clark’s chest before dropping it on the growing pile of clothes. Lex’s hands immediately went for the button on Clark’s jeans and he unbuttoned them, but then dropped to his knees in front of Clark. Clark looked down and watched as Lex took the zipper in his mouth and lowered the zipper, and then kissed around Clark’s bellybutton, making Clark squirm. Lex lowered Clark’s jeans and helped him step out of them before depositing them with the rest of Clark’s clothes. Clark was standing before Lex wearing only a pair of black boxer briefs.

“You are seriously over dressed,” Clark said with a large smile. Lex gave him a grin and then quickly stripped down till he was standing in front of Clark wearing only his purple silk boxers. Lex wrapped a hand into Clark’s hair and pulled him into a bruising kiss. Hands caressed each other, desperate for any kind of release of the sexual tension. Finally, they made their way to the bed. Clark laid down on the bed and watched as Lex carefully stripped him of his underwear, and then removed his own. Both pairs were flung to the floor, and Lex immediately straddled Clark, sitting directly on his hips. Lex ran his hands over Clark’s chest, gently tweaking Clark’s nipples along the way. Lex replaced his fingers with his tongue, tracing a path from Clark’s nipples all the way down to his bellybutton. Clark moaned, wanting more.

Lex stopped his ministrations, sat up, looked Clark straight in the eye, and marveled at the unparalleled beauty he saw. Hair spread out on the pillow, disarrayed from Lex running his hands through it, lips kiss-swollen, and eyes smoky from eyeliner. He looked like a perfect debauched angel. “You are perfect,” Lex said softly. He leaned down and licked a path from the inside of his knee to the inside of his thigh. At the juncture of his thigh and groin, Lex nibbled, causing Clark to squirm and moan. “Lex, quit playing around and FUCK ME!” Clark yelled. Lex grinned and watched as Clark immediately pulled his knees towards his chest to allow Lex better access. Lex crawled up Clark’s chest so that they were nose to nose. Clark barely registered Lex’s movement as he grabbed the lube. But Lex definitely got a reaction out of Clark when he slipped his erection into Clark’s tight hole. They quickly found a rhythm and rode it out till Lex and Clark climaxed together. Clark smiled. “I saw stars … again.” “You came from the stars, and landed in my heart,” Lex replied with a slow smile. Clark kissed Lex on the nose. Lex immediately laid his head down on Clark’s shoulder, and fingered Clark’s hair as he fell asleep. Clark knew he had a few hours before he had to be home, so he let himself fall asleep to the sound of Lex’s soft snores and the feel of Lex’s fingers in his hair.

* * *

The next few weeks passed quietly. Clark fell into a routine. He’d wake up, shower, get dressed (less and less flannel), and then go into the bathroom to do his eyeliner. However, now, Clark was contemplating the mass of curls that was his hair. He had an idea, one that he couldn’t do alone. For this, he would need to bring in reinforcements. It was time to call in Chloe.

Clark arrived at school and found Chloe by her locker. “Hey, Chloe, I have a major favor to ask of you and I really don’t wanna talk about it here. Can we go to your place after school?”

“Sure,” Chloe replied, slightly curious.

School passed uneventfully. Everyone at school was now used to Clark wearing eyeliner; it was old news. Chloe and Clark walked to Chloe’s house in relative silence. Chloe knew something was up, but wasn’t pushing it. Clark would tell her when they got to her house.

They entered Chloe’s house and went straight to her bedroom. Clark sat down on Chloe’s bed and put his head in his hands. Chloe sat on the chair by her desk and watched Clark.

“Clark, what’s wrong?”

“There is something I want you to help me with but I have no idea how to ask,” Clark said, his voice muffled by his hands.

“Just spit it out. I am here for you, no matter what,” Chloe said, sitting down next to him.

“Iwantyoutohelpmestraightenmyhair,” Clark said in a rush.

“Care to repeat that again, this time a little slower?” Chloe said with a grin.

“I want you to help me straighten my hair,” Clark said. He watched Chloe’s face and saw the large smile the graced her features.

“Really?” Chloe asked. When Clark nodded, she squealed and headed for her bathroom. “I have been hoping that this would happen. I always thought you would look super hot with your hair straight but didn’t know how to broach the subject.” As she spoke, she plugged her flatiron in and then turned towards Clark.

“So, why the sudden interest in your hair?” Chloe asked.

“I don’t know. I’ve had it like this since it grew out, and I was just wondering what it would look like straight,” Clark said softly.

“Oh, so this has nothing to do with Lex then?” Chloe asked with a sly smile. When Clark suddenly looked up, Chloe’s smile widened. “Okay, let’s get started.” It was a long, tedious process, because Clark’s hair was SO curly that Chloe had to straighten parts multiple times. When Chloe was done, she led him into her bathroom so he could see himself. When he looked in the mirror, he was shocked. His hair fell like a waterfall on either side of his face.

“Wow,” Clark said. Chloe was standing to the side of him, and he saw her smile. “What?”

“You just have no idea, do you?” Chloe asked with a grin. When she saw Clark’s blank expression, she laughed. “You are hot. Girls, and some guys, drool whenever you walk down the hall. They would kill just to be near you and see you smile.” Clark blushed.

“Yeah, right,” Clark muttered.

“Yes, I am right. Take a look in the mirror.” Clark looked again in the mirror, trying to see what Chloe and Lex and apparently everyone else saw. He saw himself, eyeliner and straight hair. “Okay, you don’t see it yet. But trust me, someday you will.” Clark turned around and gave her a hug. “Okay, okay, enough with the touchy moments. Here’s the deal; sleep tonight, and don’t wash your hair tomorrow. Come over here early, and we’ll do a quick redo of your hair so you can go to school tomorrow with straight hair, okay?” At Clark’s hesitant nod, Chloe gave him a quick hug and then showed him out. When Clark had left the house, Chloe sat down on the bed and chuckled. “Smallville High won’t know what hit them,” she said with a grin.