Clark is yelling at him. Again. And Lex is smiling and not showing his anger at all, because he won't give Clark the satisfaction. Bastard thinks he can come over here, let himself in, and yell. Lex has the patience of a goddamn saint.
He's also hard, curiously. These badly timed erections started happening, well, years ago, but it's different now. He's actually considering acting on this one. Walking over to Clark and dropping to the floor in front of him, pressing his cheek against Clark's crotch. That might shut the fucker up.
"How could you, Lex?"
What the hell has he done this time, he'd like to know. But he's not even really listening. He's distracted by Clark's tighter than usual tee shirt and his messy hair, which really fucking suits him. Maybe he'll ask Clark to turn around slowly so he can check out his ass.
God, he'd really like to fuck Clark through the floor one of these days. Gag him first, then fuck him.
"Clark," he says, sounding as bored as possible. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
This has become almost like a game and as much as it pisses him off, he enjoys it too.
Clark is hot when he's angry.
Right, it looks like the decision has been made as he finds himself walking straight up to Clark and meeting the furious stare. He smirks at Clark which he hopes will make Clark even madder.
"Let me make it up to you," he says, deliberately cryptic.
Clark's confused look is one of Lex's favorites.
Lex reaches down between them and undoes the top button on Clark's jeans and then yanks the zipper down before Clark even has time to react.
"Lex! What the hell are you doing?!"
Lex sighs and rolls his eyes.
"I'm going to suck your cock, Clark."
Clark responds with a few shocked blinks and an attempt to speak, which is… just perfect, and Lex drops to his knees. Pulls the jeans and boxers down in one swift move, and Clark's already half hard.
Lex takes him into his mouth without another second's hesitation, and Clark yelps.
"Oh my God, Lex. What are you-"
Starts to suck and enjoys the feeling of Clark getting harder and harder in his mouth. Enjoys the taste, which is exactly how he thought Clark would taste even though it's nothing like he's ever tasted before.
Clark's cock, thick and long, is sliding over his tongue and it's so good Lex might come in his pants.
And when a hesitant hand touches the top of his head, he knows his plan was the best plan ever.
Clark's hips pumping how, the head of his cock hitting the back of Lex's throat, and
Lex feels powerful. Clark's moans are getting louder and louder above him and he's babbling Lex's name in a variety of different ways.
"Lex, oh God, Lex, oh God-"
Come fills Lex's mouth and he lets some dribble down his chin before swallowing the rest. And then Clark falls to his knees in front of Lex and seems to be having trouble breathing.
Lex leisurely wipes Clark's come off his lips and chin with one finger and sucks it into his mouth, staring into Clark's eyes as he does it.
Clark moans again.
Lex smiles at him. Take that, Clark, you holier than thou motherfucker.