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February smut, day 3
'Tis I, the friendly porn fairy, here to bring you your daily moment of clex. But first, if I can just vent for a second -- I was downloading the newest episode of SV and had gotten 325 out of 350 MB and then it crashed and went kablooie. And due to satellite pissiness, I can't try again until tomorrow. And the exact same thing happened last week. AAAAAARRRGGGGHH.
Ahem. Just had to get that out of my system.
Anyway, here's one last installment of Let's Pretend We're Bunny Rabbits; tomorrow I'll start on a new theme.
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“God, you’re tight,” Clark moans as he pushes into Lex. “Are you sure you want this?”
Lex lets out a breath. “Do it.” He closes his eyes.
Clark presses Lex’s ankles up towards his head, withdraws and drives in hard. He does it again. Again. Lex grips the headboard with white knuckles and makes a noise somewhere between a whimper and a scream.
“Am I hurting you?” Clark grunts, still thrusting.
Through gritted teeth, Lex answers. “Fuck, yes! Don’t stop.”
When Lex comes, it’s intense enough that everything goes black.
***
“Lex? Can you hear me?”
Clark’s voice seems to fade in, and Lex’s eyes flutter open. Clark sounds scared.
“Are you alright?” He’s dimly aware of Clark pulling carefully out of him, letting his legs down. “Please say something.”
He feels like he’s floating. It takes effort to collect himself enough to speak. “I’m okay.” His throat is scratchy.
Immediately Clark’s face hovers above his, his green eyes wide, one huge palm cupping Lex’s cheek. “Jesus. Don’t scare me like that.” Clark kisses him, and through his haze Lex flashes back to their first meeting. Clark, terrified, kissing him back to life. Lex breathes in the air from Clark’s lungs and smiles.
***
At the request of
allzugern, I'm now tagging these posts, so if you'd like an easy way to revisit my 14 days of porn, follow the link for february smut.
Ahem. Just had to get that out of my system.
Anyway, here's one last installment of Let's Pretend We're Bunny Rabbits; tomorrow I'll start on a new theme.
***
“God, you’re tight,” Clark moans as he pushes into Lex. “Are you sure you want this?”
Lex lets out a breath. “Do it.” He closes his eyes.
Clark presses Lex’s ankles up towards his head, withdraws and drives in hard. He does it again. Again. Lex grips the headboard with white knuckles and makes a noise somewhere between a whimper and a scream.
“Am I hurting you?” Clark grunts, still thrusting.
Through gritted teeth, Lex answers. “Fuck, yes! Don’t stop.”
When Lex comes, it’s intense enough that everything goes black.
***
“Lex? Can you hear me?”
Clark’s voice seems to fade in, and Lex’s eyes flutter open. Clark sounds scared.
“Are you alright?” He’s dimly aware of Clark pulling carefully out of him, letting his legs down. “Please say something.”
He feels like he’s floating. It takes effort to collect himself enough to speak. “I’m okay.” His throat is scratchy.
Immediately Clark’s face hovers above his, his green eyes wide, one huge palm cupping Lex’s cheek. “Jesus. Don’t scare me like that.” Clark kisses him, and through his haze Lex flashes back to their first meeting. Clark, terrified, kissing him back to life. Lex breathes in the air from Clark’s lungs and smiles.
***
At the request of
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