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The Story

The Ending (in case you forgot)

"Lex, do you love me?" Kal-El asked quietly, holding Lex still.

"With all my heart," Lex answered, his pulse pounding.

Kal-El kissed him again, more sweetly. "Come into the bedroom. Your plans can wait. First I'm going to tie you up and lick you all over."

Lex's cock hastily submitted its approval, and Lex followed its lead. "Your wish is my command, alien overlord," he whispered, and Kal-El did something he'd never done before.

He laughed.

The Happily Ever After

I love Kal-El. He is a big dumb puppy wearing a collar and nothing else and he came all the way to Earth, so in tune was he with the OTPness of Clex. I would gladly trade Clark Kent for this Kal-El.

But, can I admit it? My favorite parts to write were the Lara/Jor-El scenes. Hell, I liked it so much, I fricking named my fic LJ after the word 'plor'.

Now, on to the licking...

Kal-El was quite incapable of metaphor. When he said that he intended to lick Lex all over, he really did it. Lex was shivering, torn between lustful anticipation and actual chilliness - Kal-El was hot, and so was his tongue, but his warm body was hovering far enough away that the penthouse's air conditioning slipped over Lex's skin, raising goosebumps in trails where Kal-El had lately passed.

"You are getting pimply," Kal-El observed, rather ungallantly.

"Goosebumps," Lex answered, tugging at his leather restraints. Seeing Kal-El's puzzlement, Lex translated. "Cutis anserina. Piloerection."

"I enjoy erections," Kal-El beamed.

"No, it's a reaction to cold," Lex gasped, because Kal-El was now pawing Lex's cock, as though he had only just remembered that it was available to him. "The small hairs on the skin stand up. It's a vestigial sympathetic nervous reaction. In furry mammals, the piloerection increases the insulation of the skin and reduces -- oh, *fuck*. Um."

Kal-El drew his mouth off of Lex's cock, waiting patiently for the end of the sentence, because of course he had been listening even while he was lewdly fellating Lex's most obvious erection.

"Heat loss," Lex concluded, and wished to god that he could grab the back of Kal-El's head and slam it back down.

"You are cold?" Kal-El asked, concerned. "Your fur is inadequate."

"You were warming me up, just now," Lex assured him, with an unsubtle hip-roll.

But Kal-El was now extending his own palms before his face, as though studying the furiness of his forearms -- except that his eyes flared orange and Lex suddenly felt radiant heat deflecting around Kal-El's hands. Then the hands were on him, almost uncomfortably hot, but so strong and big and kneading into his goose-fleshed skin, smoothing it out and making Lex groan with pleasure.

"Would you like it if I fucked you to warm you some more?" Kal-El asked, his speech still caught somewhere between uptown Metropolis and deep-down Krypton. He didn't wait for Lex's verbal reply, only spread Lex's thighs and pinned them open, knees to the mattress by Lex's sides. With little teasing now, Kal-El completed his licking ritual, finishing up by plunging his tongue inside Lex, opening him up and chasing the last of Lex's chills away, until Lex could have sworn he was in the tropics.

In fact, he was nearly as perspiration-damp as Kal-El when the alien emerged from between Lex's thighs, cheeks glowing and shoulders glistening with eagerness. "Fuck me," Lex demanded, and Kal-El settled himself in the cradle of Lex's pelvis, a look of concentration appearing on his too-lovely features as he lined his cock up with Lex's slick hole.

Green eyes, with that tiny ring of fire dancing on the margins, and Lex couldn't look away. Kal-El couldn't possibly be his, not really. Could this ever become matter-of-fact? Could Lex ever meet those red-ringed irises without feeling this surge of exhilaration in answer?

Kal-El slid into Lex like a brand, hot and unforgiving and huge, so overwhelming that even when Kal-El reached up to free Lex's hands, Lex couldn't move, couldn't feel his fingers, couldn't feel anything beyond the stretching borders of his insides, the slick-press-burn of Kal-El's cock parting him as it pushed inside.

At last, all too soon, he was in, and Lex opened his eyes, blinking several times to clear the black edges of his vision, seeing Kal-El watching him, concerned. "I thought," he said, breathlessly still as only Kal-El could be, "that erections were a good sign in humans." So worried, as though he might have broken Lex by giving him goosebumps. "I hope I haven't made you too uncomfortable."

Lex's face split into a wide grin, his breath exploding in a burst of laughter and relief. While Kal-El frowned, Lex drew his nails down the alien's back, following the path of the spine gently.

Kal-El's back arched, driving his hips deeper into Lex and making Lex shout with surprise. Still, the desired result had been achieved -- Kal-El's skin, when Lex ran his fingertips over it, was pebbled with tiny bumps. "Erections," Lex said, "are good."

Kal-El shivered, glancing left to see his forearm braced on the pillow next to Lex's head, all the short dark hairs standing at attention. "What else?" he asked, and drew back before slamming into Lex with a breath-stealing glide. "What else can you show me?" Green eyes wide with wonder, and Lex laughed helplessly, riding Kal-El's joyous thrusts.

"I can show you all of it," Lex promised. "We have all the time in the world."

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