Fic: Caught in the Act
Feb. 18th, 2007 04:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Title: Caught in the Act
Author:
cinderella81
Pairing: Clex
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine!!
Summary: Lex catches Clark doing something he never expected.
A/N:
actress_krissieand I exchanged drabble prompts ... here's mine ... her's is here.
Author:
![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Pairing: Clex
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine!!
Summary: Lex catches Clark doing something he never expected.
A/N:
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“Clark, what in the world are you doing?” Lex ascended the stairs to the loft in the barn to find Clark sitting on the floor, pencils and papers surrounding him. Clark looked up suddenly, and began shifting the papers around.
“Um … nothing; what are you doing here?” Clark asked, still shuffling papers. Lex crouched down and began to help him.
“Your mother said that you were up here. I wanted to know if you wanted to come over tonight and watch some movies,” Lex said. He picked up one of the pieces of paper, and immediately dropped it. He was stunned by what he saw. There he was; his hands, his lips, his eyes, all sketched out on paper. He saw that whoever had sketched these had managed to catch him in almost every situation. “Clark, where did you get these?”
Clark blushed. “I didn’t get them anywhere; I drew them.” Lex looked at him in shock. “I watch you. I started sketching when I was in middle school. Mom and Dad wouldn’t let me do PE, so I did things like art and home economics. I found that I was pretty good in art; although don’t spread that around. I usually just draw whatever’s on my mind.”
“You draw whatever’s on your mind? Clark, all I see here are sketches of me,” Lex looked at Clark curiously. Clark blushed again.
“Um … yeah,” Clark said, staring at the ground.
“Care to elaborate on that?” Lex said, moving closer to Clark.
“I can’t stop thinking about you,” Clark started in a rush. “All I can think about is you; I can’t concentrate on my work. My parents were getting worried. I was hoping that if I sketched you enough that it would stop. But the more I sketched the more you stayed.”
By this point Lex was right at Clark’s side. He could see Clark fidgeting, tearing the edges of one of the sketches. Lex carefully took the sketch out of Clark’s hand and set it on the floor with the rest. Lex took Clark’s hands in his, and began to stroke Clark’s hands.
“Clark, why didn’t you come and talk to me?” Lex asked, still holding Clark’s hands.
“I was scared. I didn’t want to lose your friendship. If I were to go to you and tell you that I couldn’t stop dreaming about you or thinking about you? What would you have done?” Clark asked.
Lex wrapped a hand in Clark’s hair, and pulled him so close that their lips were almost touching. “I would’ve done this,” he whispered, before pulling Clark in for a kiss. Clark was so shocked at Lex’s actions that he gasped. His mouth opened slightly, and Lex took advantage. Lex’s tongue invaded Clark’s mouth, and Clark moaned. One of Clark’s hands wrapped around Lex’s waist while the other went to the back of his head.
After a couple of minutes, Lex broke the kiss, ending it with a light nibble to Clark’s bottom lip. “Wow,” Clark whispered.
“You can say that again,” Lex said with a low chuckle.
“So, you wanted to invite me over for a movie tonight?” Clark said with a smile.
“Oh yeah,” Lex said. “Definitely a movie and we’ll see what else we can do.” Lex grinned when he saw Clark blush.
“Well, I had best get this cleaned up and get my chores done if I want to be able to leave the house tonight,” Clark said, shuffling and picking up papers. Lex stood and began to make his way down the steps.
“I look forward to seeing you tonight. Oh, and bring your pencils and paper; we can practice your sketching skills with some more intimate poses,” Lex said huskily. He turned quickly and headed to his car.
Clark smiled and set off to finish his chores and make sure he could stay over at Lex’s; it was going to be a wonderful night.