Fic: Rescue
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sinderella81Title: Rescue
Rating: PG-13 (for nudity and description of bondage)
Pairing/Genre: Clex, established relationship, hurt/comfort
Summary: Clark went out on patrol one night, and didn't come home ... then Lex gets a mysterious note and find Clark in the last place he expcted
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters of Smallville, unfortunately ...
The note had been cryptic, as always. Lex rode the elevator up to the top of LuthorCorp and exited, a calm façade in place as he entered his father’s office.
“Lex, thank you for being so prompt,” Lionel said with a smile. “I’m sure you’re … curious.”
“Your note was intriguing,” Lex said. “Something about finding something of mine?”
“Yes,” Lionel said, walking over to a door on the other side of the room. “I found it last week and decided to keep it … safe for you.
Lex frowned and followed his father. The door opened and Lex stopped in his tracks, his breath stuck in his chest.
There was Clark; he’d been looking for his lover for the past week and a half after Clark hadn’t come home from his nightly patrol. Now Lex knew where he’d gone.
Clark was naked in the middle of the room. He was wearing a blindfold, and ball gag. His curls were gone, replaced with short, dark stubble. A thick black collar was wrapped around his neck, a green glow from a small piece of Kryptonite imbedded in the leather filling the room. Two separate chains ran from the collar, through the silver rings that hung from each nipple, through the ring in Clark’s belly button, connecting to the ring around Clark’s cock. Two more chains ran from the belly button ring around the back, connected to the cuffs around Clark’s wrists, then again connected to the cuffs around Clark’s ankles.
Lionel wandered into the room and ran a hand over Clark’s head. “He lost the privilege of speaking when he wouldn’t stop cursing me,” he said. “The privilege of sight was lost when he wouldn’t stop trying to eviscerate me with his eyes.”
"And just what were you planning on doing with him?" Lex asked.
"Why, keeping him safe," Lionel said, stroking Clark's shorn scalp. "Boy like him all alone on the streets at night ... it isn't safe."
Lex resisted the urge to clench his fists, his heart breaking at the way Clark shook with each of Lionel's caresses. "And now you're just going to ... let me take him home?" Lex asked suspiciously.
"Of course," Lionel said with a faraway look in his eyes. "I'll miss him, though. He is a beautiful boy."
Lex decided that his father had finally lost all his marbles. Once he got Clark home, and was sure that his lover was safe, he was going to call in some big favors and make sure his father was taken care of.
"That he is," Lex agreed. "And thank you, for taking such good care of him for me. I'll be taking him home now."
Lionel nodded, attaching a long leash to Clark's collar. He released the chains binding Clark's hands behind his back and to his feet before handing the leash to Lex. "Take good care of him," he said with a blank smile.
Lex took the leash and helped Clark stand, quickly ushering him out of his father's office and into the back elevator that opened to the parking garage. He draped his coat around Clark and removed the blindfold, ball gag and collar. "Oh Clark," he said softly.
Clark blinked a few times and stared at Lex, before recognition finally shone in his eyes. "Lex," he breathed, wrapping his arms around his lover. "I ... I thought I was never going to see you again."
Lex sighed and rubbed Clark's back through his coat. "I know ... I looked everywhere I could ... didn't think the old man had you ... he's lost it ... so glad I have you back ... " He pressed soft kisses to Clark's face. "I missed you."
"I missed you, too," Clark whispered, tears staining his cheeks. "Lex, look what he did to me ... I ... "
Lex brushed the tears from Clark's face and shook his head. "I love you, no matter what," he said. "For now, I'm going to get you back to the penthouse, you're going to sit in a nice, hot bath and then? Then, we are going to go to bed."
Clark blushed and leaned over, resting his head on Lex's shoulder. "He never ... I mean, he didn't ... "
Lex sighed with relief. "Good," he said. "Otherwise I wouldn't have him committed ... I'd have him murdered."
"He just ... decorated me," Clark said.
The elevator doors opened, and Lex led Clark to his car, assisting him into the passenger seat. "You know ... they're not that bad," he said, leaning in to kiss Clark's nipples and belly button before closing the door and heading over to the driver's side.
"They hurt," Clark said. "When they were done ... "
Lex smiled and rubbed Clark's cheekbone with his thumb. "Are they okay now?" he asked.
Clark blushed a bit and nodded. "They felt a lot better when you took the collar off," he murmured. "I don't know if I ... "
"We'll deal with it all later, I promise," Lex murmured. "For now ... home."
"Home," Clark said softly. He was back with Lex ... he was already home.
Rating: PG-13 (for nudity and description of bondage)
Pairing/Genre: Clex, established relationship, hurt/comfort
Summary: Clark went out on patrol one night, and didn't come home ... then Lex gets a mysterious note and find Clark in the last place he expcted
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters of Smallville, unfortunately ...
The note had been cryptic, as always. Lex rode the elevator up to the top of LuthorCorp and exited, a calm façade in place as he entered his father’s office.
“Lex, thank you for being so prompt,” Lionel said with a smile. “I’m sure you’re … curious.”
“Your note was intriguing,” Lex said. “Something about finding something of mine?”
“Yes,” Lionel said, walking over to a door on the other side of the room. “I found it last week and decided to keep it … safe for you.
Lex frowned and followed his father. The door opened and Lex stopped in his tracks, his breath stuck in his chest.
There was Clark; he’d been looking for his lover for the past week and a half after Clark hadn’t come home from his nightly patrol. Now Lex knew where he’d gone.
Clark was naked in the middle of the room. He was wearing a blindfold, and ball gag. His curls were gone, replaced with short, dark stubble. A thick black collar was wrapped around his neck, a green glow from a small piece of Kryptonite imbedded in the leather filling the room. Two separate chains ran from the collar, through the silver rings that hung from each nipple, through the ring in Clark’s belly button, connecting to the ring around Clark’s cock. Two more chains ran from the belly button ring around the back, connected to the cuffs around Clark’s wrists, then again connected to the cuffs around Clark’s ankles.
Lionel wandered into the room and ran a hand over Clark’s head. “He lost the privilege of speaking when he wouldn’t stop cursing me,” he said. “The privilege of sight was lost when he wouldn’t stop trying to eviscerate me with his eyes.”
"And just what were you planning on doing with him?" Lex asked.
"Why, keeping him safe," Lionel said, stroking Clark's shorn scalp. "Boy like him all alone on the streets at night ... it isn't safe."
Lex resisted the urge to clench his fists, his heart breaking at the way Clark shook with each of Lionel's caresses. "And now you're just going to ... let me take him home?" Lex asked suspiciously.
"Of course," Lionel said with a faraway look in his eyes. "I'll miss him, though. He is a beautiful boy."
Lex decided that his father had finally lost all his marbles. Once he got Clark home, and was sure that his lover was safe, he was going to call in some big favors and make sure his father was taken care of.
"That he is," Lex agreed. "And thank you, for taking such good care of him for me. I'll be taking him home now."
Lionel nodded, attaching a long leash to Clark's collar. He released the chains binding Clark's hands behind his back and to his feet before handing the leash to Lex. "Take good care of him," he said with a blank smile.
Lex took the leash and helped Clark stand, quickly ushering him out of his father's office and into the back elevator that opened to the parking garage. He draped his coat around Clark and removed the blindfold, ball gag and collar. "Oh Clark," he said softly.
Clark blinked a few times and stared at Lex, before recognition finally shone in his eyes. "Lex," he breathed, wrapping his arms around his lover. "I ... I thought I was never going to see you again."
Lex sighed and rubbed Clark's back through his coat. "I know ... I looked everywhere I could ... didn't think the old man had you ... he's lost it ... so glad I have you back ... " He pressed soft kisses to Clark's face. "I missed you."
"I missed you, too," Clark whispered, tears staining his cheeks. "Lex, look what he did to me ... I ... "
Lex brushed the tears from Clark's face and shook his head. "I love you, no matter what," he said. "For now, I'm going to get you back to the penthouse, you're going to sit in a nice, hot bath and then? Then, we are going to go to bed."
Clark blushed and leaned over, resting his head on Lex's shoulder. "He never ... I mean, he didn't ... "
Lex sighed with relief. "Good," he said. "Otherwise I wouldn't have him committed ... I'd have him murdered."
"He just ... decorated me," Clark said.
The elevator doors opened, and Lex led Clark to his car, assisting him into the passenger seat. "You know ... they're not that bad," he said, leaning in to kiss Clark's nipples and belly button before closing the door and heading over to the driver's side.
"They hurt," Clark said. "When they were done ... "
Lex smiled and rubbed Clark's cheekbone with his thumb. "Are they okay now?" he asked.
Clark blushed a bit and nodded. "They felt a lot better when you took the collar off," he murmured. "I don't know if I ... "
"We'll deal with it all later, I promise," Lex murmured. "For now ... home."
"Home," Clark said softly. He was back with Lex ... he was already home.
