Fic: Dream

[sinderella81]

So, I was having a conversation with rosy5000and we were discussing the prospect of clexifying 'Star Wars' and how monumentally epic it would be.  I certainly can't picture myself even attempting it, but ... I did think of something cute to do that kind of involves it ... So here it is ... my first fic/drabble in over a month!!!

Title: Dream
Author:cinderella81
Pairing: Clark/Lex
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I don't own them, I just play!!! *g*
Summary: Clark has a bad dream ... or is it?

Clark sat up in bed, eyes wide. It was pitch black, but Clark could see Lex’s outline under the sheets next to him.

 

“Clark?” Lex said, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. He turned on his light and looked at his lover. “Are you okay?”

 

Clark shook his head. “Bad dream,” he murmured.

 

Lex rubbed Clark’s back gently. “Want to tell me about it?”

 

“I was … I was on Tatooine, chained to Jabba the Hutt. I was captured and had to be his slave. Then you came in, dressed like Han Solo.”

 

Lex bit back his smile. “Did I rescue you?”

 

“I didn’t get that far. Lex, he was so slimy and disgusting,” Clark said, turning into Lex’s arms.

 

Lex hugged Clark tight, continuing to rub his back. “Were you … wearing the outfit?” Lex asked, a small smile on his face. 

 

“No, I was wearing this tiny little loincloth, and … “ Clark trailed off and looked at Lex, who had a mischievous smile on his face. 

 

“A loincloth, huh?” Lex asked, caressing Clark’s cheek. “I’ll bet you looked sexy.” 

 

Clark blushed and gave Lex a soft smile. “It didn’t feel all that sexy; I felt exposed.”

 

Lex chuckled and pushed Clark back down on the bed, straddling his hips. “Wish I was in that dream so I could see you,” Lex said, caressing Clark’s chest with a smile.

 

Clark squirmed under Lex’s touch. “M-maybe we can work something out,” he said softly.

 

Lex pressed soft kisses to Clark’s chest. “Could we?” he asked, nibbling on Clark’s nipples. “That would be nice.”

 

Clark moaned loudly. “Yes,” he said breathlessly. He pulled Lex down and pressed a soft kiss to Lex’s lips. “My hero,” he whispered with a smile.

 

Lex relaxed against Clark, pulling the covers back over them. “No more bad dreams, okay?”

 

Clark nodded with a smile. “No more bad dreams.”

 

“And no more watching ‘Return of the Jedi’ before bed,” Lex said as he turned off the light, a bright smile on his face.

 

“Lex!” Clark said with a laugh, snuggling with his lover. It took him only moments to fall back asleep, and there were only good dreams.