Prompt Chart: In Public
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sinderella81Title: Prompt 30: In Public
Rating: G
Characters: Clex
Disclaimer: Not Mine! I just like to play!
Summary: 'Wither' scene ... a small kind of sequel to Prompt 3
*You will be able to find all prompts both in my memories and my prompt chart
“Why did you invite him?” Clark whispered as he and Lex watched Oliver Queen and his date Lois wander through the ballroom.
“Because I want him to see that I’m strong,” Lex said, smoothing out the skirt of his toga. He gave Clark a smile and straightened Clark’s toga, kissing him gently on the cheek. “He can try to hurt me, but I have you … he doesn’t matter.”
“It does matter,” Clark hissed. “He raped you.”
“Clark,” Lex murmured. “He didn’t have me. You have me … all of me.” He wrapped his arms around his lover, not caring that they were fast becoming the center of attention.
“I’ll never forgive him,” Clark whispered, hugging Lex tight and kissing him gently.
“I won’t either,” Lex agreed. “But … I have you to come home to every night.”
“I’m still so mad at myself … that it took me so long to find you,” Clark whispered, kissing him again.
“You couldn’t have known that the room I was in was lead lined,” Lex said, stepping back and leading Clark through the crowds, intentionally showing his lover off.
“I know, but still … “ Clark murmured, and stilled when he saw Lois and Oliver approach them.
“Clark Kent,” Oliver said. “Lois has told me about you.”
“Lex has told me about you,” Clark said coldly. He wrapped a possessive arm around Lex, pulling him close.
“Really,” Oliver said.
“Really,” Clark said, pressing a soft kiss to Lex’s cheek. “My lover tells me everything.” He pierced Oliver with an icy glare, smirking a Lexian smirk when he saw Oliver take a small step back.
“Ah,” Oliver said, hugging Lois to his side. “Lois, how about some punch?” He turned without another glance and led Lois away.
“I really hate him,” Clark growled.
“My hero,” Lex said with a mischievous smile.
Clark turned and returned the smile before sweeping Lex into his arms and dipping him in a passionate kiss. He heard the gasps and saw the flashes from the photographers, but he didn’t care. Lex was safe and in his arms. He wouldn’t let anything happen to his lover ever again.
Rating: G
Characters: Clex
Disclaimer: Not Mine! I just like to play!
Summary: 'Wither' scene ... a small kind of sequel to Prompt 3
*You will be able to find all prompts both in my memories and my prompt chart
“Why did you invite him?” Clark whispered as he and Lex watched Oliver Queen and his date Lois wander through the ballroom.
“Because I want him to see that I’m strong,” Lex said, smoothing out the skirt of his toga. He gave Clark a smile and straightened Clark’s toga, kissing him gently on the cheek. “He can try to hurt me, but I have you … he doesn’t matter.”
“It does matter,” Clark hissed. “He raped you.”
“Clark,” Lex murmured. “He didn’t have me. You have me … all of me.” He wrapped his arms around his lover, not caring that they were fast becoming the center of attention.
“I’ll never forgive him,” Clark whispered, hugging Lex tight and kissing him gently.
“I won’t either,” Lex agreed. “But … I have you to come home to every night.”
“I’m still so mad at myself … that it took me so long to find you,” Clark whispered, kissing him again.
“You couldn’t have known that the room I was in was lead lined,” Lex said, stepping back and leading Clark through the crowds, intentionally showing his lover off.
“I know, but still … “ Clark murmured, and stilled when he saw Lois and Oliver approach them.
“Clark Kent,” Oliver said. “Lois has told me about you.”
“Lex has told me about you,” Clark said coldly. He wrapped a possessive arm around Lex, pulling him close.
“Really,” Oliver said.
“Really,” Clark said, pressing a soft kiss to Lex’s cheek. “My lover tells me everything.” He pierced Oliver with an icy glare, smirking a Lexian smirk when he saw Oliver take a small step back.
“Ah,” Oliver said, hugging Lois to his side. “Lois, how about some punch?” He turned without another glance and led Lois away.
“I really hate him,” Clark growled.
“My hero,” Lex said with a mischievous smile.
Clark turned and returned the smile before sweeping Lex into his arms and dipping him in a passionate kiss. He heard the gasps and saw the flashes from the photographers, but he didn’t care. Lex was safe and in his arms. He wouldn’t let anything happen to his lover ever again.
