sinderella81 | Alien Evolution (Part 7/?)

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

miche_connorfor the beta!

Previous Parts are here!

Christmas Eve was upon them, and a fine dusting of snow was falling from the sky. Clark stood on the farmhouse’s porch, waiting for Lex to show up. He still couldn’t believe how understanding his parents had been about everything. They were even letting him spend the day at the Mansion the next day. He didn’t even have to worry about a curfew; he could spend the night. Clark was pulled out of his thoughts by the sounds of wheels on snow. Lex pulled up in his Aston Martin, and rushed to the porch to find warmth within Clark’s embrace.

“Help me get some gifts out of the trunk,” Lex said, kissing Clark on the nose. Clark followed Lex to the car, and carried in the gifts, while Lex carried in a bottle of wine. They entered the house, and Lex could smell the dinner cooking, and was in awe of the decorations in the house. Lex of course, had hired a decorator for the mansion, but the Kent house was completely different. There was a distinct homey feel to it. The Christmas tree was a hodgepodge of decorations, both bought and handmade by Clark. He was brought out of his reverie by Martha and Jonathan coming into the living room.

“Merry Christmas Lex,” Martha said, as she kissed Lex on the cheek.

“Merry Christmas Martha,” Lex replied.

“Lex,” Jonathan said, extending his hand.

“Merry Christmas Jonathan,” Lex said, shaking his hand. He was surprised when Jonathan pulled him into a gruff hug.

“Well, now that the mushy stuff is over, let’s open presents!” Clark said enthusiastically.

“Now Clark, you know that we always eat dinner first, then open presents before eating desert,” Martha said with a grin. “It’s the same every year. He always tries to open presents before dinner.” Lex smiled, and followed the Kents into the dining room for dinner.

Dinner was lovely, with plenty of laughter and conversation. They made their way back out into the living room to open their gifts. Lex was surprised to see gifts for him under the tree. Three gaily wrapped Christmas presents were placed on his lap, just waiting to be opened. He looked at the tag on the first, and saw Clark’s name written on the tag. He glanced at Clark, saw the sneaky smile, and then immediately tore into the paper. When all the paper was gone, he found himself staring at a beautiful cedar box, with the initials C and L intertwined. He opened the box, and found a beautiful leather bound book inside. Lex lifted it out, opened it, and saw that it was a photo album, holding page upon page of pictures of the two of them. Lex could hardly hold back the tears. Clark just smiled, and handed him another package. He opened the package, and found loads of purple. He pulled each item out, and found a pair of purple chenille mittens, a scarf, and a hat.

“You always look so cold every winter, so I thought you could use something to keep you warm when my son isn’t around,” Martha said with a loving smile. Lex placed each item back into the box, and reached for the last package. He knew it was from Jonathan, and was extremely curious.

Lex pealed the paper back, and stared at a simple box. He opened the box, and he almost gasped. There before him was a beautiful compass that had the appearance of a pocket watch.

“It’s a Kent tradition. Giving this shows trust. Keep on the right path, keep your promises,” Jonathan said softly. Lex had a hard time not noticing the sheen of tears in Jonathan’s eyes. Lex knew that it was hard for him and Martha to basically give up their son, and Lex understood. He stood, and found himself in the gruff embrace of Jonathan Kent. “Be good to him, son,” Jonathan whispered into Lex’s ear. Lex found himself silently nodding, not trusting himself to speak.

“All right, my turn,” Clark said excitedly, breaking the moment. He tore into his presents, and barely remembered what his parents gave him, but he was pretty sure it was clothes. However, he saw a small box that he knew immediately was from Lex. He tore into the paper, and came across a plain white box. He opened the box, and came across a small silver keychain with the word ‘Clark’s’ engraved on it. Attached to the keychain were a single key and a small remote. Clark looked at Lex with a smile.

“Is this the key to …?” Clark asked.

“Yes. It is the key to the truck I tried to give you your freshman year. I figure I won’t be here all the time and I can’t pick you up from school if I’m not here. It’s high time you had another mode of transportation. At least this one doesn’t break the sound barrier, and has less of a chance for you to end up on a lab table somewhere.” Lex said, taking Clark’s hand into his, and lacing their fingers together. Lex brought their hands to his lips, and kissed Clark’s knuckles.

Martha and Jonathan saw the loving looks that passed between Clark and Lex, and knew that everything was going to be fine. Jonathan delicately cleared his throat, and Lex and Clark looked up.

“Time for pear pie,” Martha said with a smile. Clark immediately jumped up, pulled Lex with him, and raced for the kitchen. Martha and Jonathan followed, chuckling. Pie was eaten sitting around the kitchen, and soon it was time for Lex to go. Clark walked him out to his car, and kissed him with enough heat and passion to melt the snow falling around them. When Clark came back into the kitchen, Martha and Jonathan noticed that he was floating about six inches off the floor.

* * *

Christmas morning dawned bright and clear, and Clark woke with the sun. He quickly ran through his chores, and then ran upstairs to shower. He took the time to straighten his hair, and applied his eyeliner and a slight tint to his lips before pulling on the requisite blue jeans, and then pulled on one of the turtleneck sweaters his parents had given him for Christmas. The dark green of the sweater helped to bring attention to his eyes. He sat down at the kitchen table, and enjoyed a quiet breakfast with his parents. When breakfast was done, he hugged his dad, kissed his mom on the cheek, and then raced to the mansion. He had the keys to the truck, but it was still with Lex; he would drive the truck home.

He arrived at the Mansion in record time, and was let in by Enrique. Clark made his way upstairs, and found Lex lounging in the game room. He was snoring lightly, lying on the couch, with a wrapped box next to him. Clark walked in, and kissed Lex on the forehead, causing Lex to wake up.

“Hey there beautiful,” Clark said.

“Right back at ya,” Lex said with a grin. He sat up, picked up the box, and handed it to Clark. “In honor of your recent experimentations, I thought I would give you this. Be thankful I didn’t give this to you in front of your parents.”

Clark slowly took the wrapped box, sat down next to Lex, and began to peel the paper off. When the paper was on the floor, Clark noticed that the box said ‘Victoria Secret.’ He glanced at Lex, but Lex only responded with a secretive smile. Clark slowly removed the lid, and moved the pink tissue paper out of the way. He reached his hands in, and pulled out a bunch of red lace. He spread it out, and found himself looking at underwear. It looked kind of like some of his underwear, but it was red and lacy. He glanced at Lex.

“I want to see you in them,” Lex said softly, a slight blush on his cheeks. Clark barely responded. He was too busy rubbing the lace between his fingers, feeling the softness and newness of the underwear. “Clark? Will you wear them for me?”

“Lex, these are beautiful,” Clark said with a smile. In his mind, he was trying to picture himself in them, and couldn’t wait to try them on. He stood up, and pulled the sweater over his head, and tossed it on the floor. His shoes, socks, and jeans quickly followed. Lex stared at Clark standing in the middle of the game room in just his black jockey shorts. Before Lex could say a word, the jockey shorts joined the pile of clothes; the panties were making their way up Clark’s legs.

Lex stood up, and walked around Clark. The underwear was perfect; they cupped Clark’s ass perfectly. Lex ran his finger along Clark’s butt, and Clark moaned involuntarily. Lex tugged on a lock of Clark’s hair. Clark turned around and pulled Lex into a kiss. Lex’s hands made their way to Clark’s ass, rubbing the lace of the underwear.

“These aren’t going to stay on that long, if you keep doing that,” Clark said huskily. Lex responded by grabbing Clark’s ass harder. Clark pushed him towards the pool table, and lifted him on to it. His fingers reached for Lex’s shirt, and pulled it over his head. He threw it towards his own pile of clothes, and put his attention on Lex’s pants. He gently removed Lex’s pants and silk boxers and added them to the pile of clothes. Clark got down and placed himself right at Lex’s cock. He ran his fingernails alongside Lex’s inner thighs. Lex’s hands fisted themselves into Clark’s hair as he felt Clark’s hands and tongue attack his erection. Lex moaned as he felt Clark’s tongue super speed right on the head of his cock. He barely had time to register the hot wet sensation before Clark was swallowing him whole. He pulled hard on Clark’s hair as he came, and found himself laying on the pool table. He saw Clark stand up, lick his lips, and grin.

“Well that was fun, but now what are we going to do for the rest of day,” Clark said with a smile. Lex stood up, cleaned himself off, and got dressed. He handed Clark his clothes, everything but his old underwear. Clark put his clothes on, leaving the red lace on under his jeans. The jeans rubbing the lace rubbing his rear end was an unusual experience, and Clark was finding it very pleasurable.

Clark followed Lex through the mansion, and found him following Lex into the second floor ballroom. He entered, and stopped in shock. The room had been transformed. It looked like a spa. Clark turned to look at Lex.

“Lex, what is all this?”

“You work so hard, not just on the farm, but helping keep Smallville safe in secret, that I thought you deserved a day of relaxation.”

Clark followed Lex further into the room, and stopped in front of a couple of women who handed the robes, and directed them to the side room to get changed.

* * *

Their day together was nice. They enjoyed manicures, pedicures, and facials together. Clark noticed that when they were done with his nails and toenails, that the polish had a miniscule hint of color; pale blue if you looked really close.

The next station was for Clark and Clark alone. Lex stood next to the chair with an older looking woman, staring at his face intently.

“What?” Clark finally asked.

“Nothing, we are just contemplating your eyebrows,” Lex said with a small grin. Clark saw that look in his eyes, and was suddenly uncomfortable. He sat very still as he watched the older woman come at him with a Popsicle stick and some yellow stuff. She smeared the yellow stuff above and below his eyebrow. She applied a white strip of fabric to the yellow stuff, rubbed it a bit, and then ripped it off. Clark was grateful he didn’t really feel pain, otherwise he would have cried. He could feel tons of hairs being ripped out. He felt as the same thing was repeated on the other eyebrow.

“It’s a vast improvement,” Lex said, handing Clark a small hand mirror.

Clark took the mirror, confused as to why Lex felt the need to remove parts of his eyebrows in the first place. He lifted the mirror, and his gaze met a face he almost didn’t recognize. His once large eyebrows had been thinned and shaped into an arch. He still looked masculine, yet there was a touch of femininity to them.

Lex grabbed his hand and pulled him over to a wash sink where a different woman washed his hair for him. She finished, and led him to another chair in front of a large mirror. Lex stood next to her behind Clark, talking quietly. Clark, with his super hearing, could hear everything they were saying.

“I wanna keep the curl,” Lex was saying.

“Of course; the curl is fabulous,” the older woman said softly. Clark just sat back, rolled his eyes, and let them do what they will.

He waited patiently as his head was covered in some sort of goop, and foil. He and Lex held hands and chatted while waiting for the color to take affect. When he was deemed ‘ready’ the stylist washed his hair and then set him in front of a mirror so he could watch what she was doing. The first thing he noticed was that there were streaks of light brown all throughout his hair. The second thing he noticed was that the stylist was taking pieces, and cutting them at an angle. And she was cutting it much more than just a normal trim. Pieces three and four inches long were falling onto the floor around him. He was worried for a moment until he saw the smile on Lex’s face. If Lex was smiling, then everything was okay.

As the stylist finished, and began to run product through his hair, he could see Lex’s smile widen. He looked in the mirror, and saw a mass of curls hanging about his shoulders. There were streaks of lighter brown running all throughout. The way his hair was cut emphasized the curl, and his hair was styled away from his face, showing off his luminescent green eyes and pouting lips.

“Perfect,” Lex said, kissing Clark on his cheek. Clark blushed and grinned. Clark and Lex were oblivious as the spa staff gathered their things, left the room, and left the lovers locked in their passionate embrace.

* * *

Clark met with Chloe the next day in his loft. He knew that he was going to have to include Chloe in his latest idea, and this required that he let Chloe in on everything. He had taken care with his appearance that day. He had done his hair exactly as the stylist had, took extra care with his eyeliner, and was wearing one of his new turtleneck sweaters, this time in bright blue.

“Hey Clark,” Chloe said, taking in Clark’s appearance. “I love your hair.” Clark blushed.

“Yesterday I let Lex get someone to have their way with it. I like it,” he said softly.

“I do too. So, what did you wanna ask me?”

“Well, I have a favor to ask of you. But first, I think I need to tell you something. Do you remember when I first started wearing eyeliner?” When he saw Chloe nod, he continued. “Well, the night before, Lex asked if he could put it on me, and I said yes. And ever since then, I have been, kinda … well … experimenting. I did the eyeliner, then you helped me straighten my hair, and then something else happened. Last night, Lex gave me a present.” Clark undid the button of his jeans, lowered his zipper, and showed Chloe the red lacy underwear that he was still wearing.

“Wow,” Chloe said. “Are you happy?”

“I really am. I’ve learned so much more about myself in these past few months, and I am really happy. But, this isn’t why I asked you here. I mean, I wanted you to know about all this so I could ask you this favor.”

“Clark, you are my best friend in the whole world. Anything you want, just ask,” Chloe said, taking Clark’s hand in hers.

“Okay.” Clark took a deep breath. “I found out that I wear a large in women’s underwear,” Clark said with a blush. “I was wondering if you might purchase some for me,” he finished softly.

Chloe looked at him silently for a moment. “Clark, of course I will help you! You are my best friend in the whole world. Now, let’s get up to your room and pick out some totally hot underwear!” Chloe stood up, and pulled Clark along with her to Clark’s room.

They made it up to Clark’s room without encountering Clark’s parents, and immediately fired up the computer. Clark logged in, and let Chloe take control. She navigated to Victoria’s Secret, and she and Clark immediately began looking through styles and colors of underwear. Chloe was very helpful and non-judgmental as she helped him pick some cool colors of boy-cut panties. She used her account to buy them and Clark promised to pay her back later. Chloe promised that when they arrived at her house, she would bring them over. She left, saying her dad wanted her home for dinner, leaving Clark thinking about all the panties he bought in all those colors: teal, dark blue, forest green, black, and of course, purple. He couldn’t wait for Lex to see him in them.

* * *

Clark was on pins and needles until he got his package from Chloe. He had been wearing his red panties every other day, washing them on the off days. He was sure his mother saw them, but she didn’t say a thing. He and Lex barely had any time together, as Lex was busy commuting back and forth from Metropolis, for business, and research. However, Lex had promised a weekend in Metropolis. The night before Lex and Clark were supposed to head out, Chloe stopped by to deliver the package.

He and Chloe sat on his bed, picking which underwear he was going to take with him. He and Chloe decided on the purple, and that he would wear the green pair the next day. Chloe slipped him a digital camera.

“Chloe, I can’t take this,” Clark said.

“I never got you anything for Christmas. If you end up following this experiment all the way to the end, I want to see some proof; hence the camera,” Chloe said with a grin. Clark smiled in return, and put the digital camera in his backpack. Chloe gave him a quick hug, and then left him to finish getting ready.

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Lex lifted it out, opened it, and saw that it was a photo album, holding page upon page of pictures of the two of them. Lex could hardly hold back the tears.

Schmoop Queen.

*g*

*straightens crown and waves scepter* Yes, yes I am !!! *g*

The gift exchange was sweet; my favourite part of this update for sure.

I'm glad you liked it ... it's one of my fave parts too!

wonderful dear...just wonderful.

Thanks hon, I'm glad you enjoyed it!

This whole part was just sooo sweet! :D I especially loved the gifts and Clark in panties! ;) hehehehe

I'm glad you liked it! I love Clark in panties too!

I loved the scarf that Martha got him. And the comment with the scarf. Something to keep you warm when Clark isn't around. lol Mommy looks after them.

Mmm. I like the idea of Clark in panties.

I'm glad you liked it sweets ... I love the scarf and the comment too ... one of my fave parts to write ... Clark in panties was fun too!

... i kept clicking and clicking and ended up on chapter 7 of this so i had to follow the trail and read everything ...

{glomps you} that was fantastical!

i would have to agree with the rest of my fellow clexers when i say that the exchange of presents part was the schmoopiest ... a lovely schmoop, Clark needs to be rewarded for such a bad ass gift

as for the rest of the chapters leading up to this, *snort* i so feel like taking my hands like some car model and just waving them over Clark, boxing his ass in particular when Lana was checking it out and say, "Hahahahaha! See that hotness? Not yours!"

i just wanted to go all kindergarten on everyone and go, nanananana, so the comeupance *G*

i must admit, i've not come across anything with cross dressing yet and found myself pausing when you had it in your warning, but its the clex, and unless you start seperating them, ah, i was willing to take a dive

*drools* BUT i must defend Clark's eyebrows, i'm quite found of his eyebrows, i think they're great just the way they are *G*

from Chloe's hinting ... does this mean you're going to take this all the way, have Clark dress up in a dress and everything like your icon? ponder the image ...

speaking of Chloe ... i absolutely LOVE your Chloe, the most happenin best friend i say ... hugs you more for tying their friendship in, i think it is perhaps the only great thing about sv these days (not that i'm watching any of it), but a Chloe who knows all his secrets and is a partner in crime is about the coolest thing rather than a Chloe who is a love interest ... i just see them as more than friends, more than siblings and more than what could have ever been with Lana ...

okay, huge ass reply, sorry, tired, read too much and well, figured since i was lazy and didn't reply to each chap might as well do it in one go ...

i await to see more of the evolution of CK

:)
kik

I'm really glad that you are enjoying my story ... only a couple more chapters left!

Alien Evolution (Part 7/?)

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