[identity profile] hils.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] old_school_clex
Morning folks!

First of all I must apologise for being an absent mod recently. Luckily for me you have all been awesome and not posted anything that doesn't belong here.

Anyway, I've been meaning to do this for a while to get people interested and talking again so here we go

THE [livejournal.com profile] old_school_clex COMMENT FIC MEME


How it works:
01. Comment to this post with your prompt. Be as specific or unspecific as you like.
For example: 'Homework' or 'Lex catches Clark spying on him skinny dipping'
02. Please remember that this is an old school Clex comm so nothing from canon that goes beyond the end of season three
03. Post as many prompts as you like - but one prompt per comment only, please!
04. If your fic goes beyond the limit of one comment please reply to part one of your fic with part two etc
05. If you find a prompt that strikes your fancy, jump in and write some comment fic for the prompt poster
06. More than one comment fic response to a prompt is absolutely acceptable.
07. Tell your friends to tell their friends to come and join the fun, add a prompt, write a fic and leave some love for the authors!
08. Play nice - no flames, no bashing is allowed here! If I see a rude comment to a prompt or a fic repsonse, I'll delete it without further warning.

Go forth and have fun!

Date: 2009-05-07 12:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carolandtom.livejournal.com
Here's my first idea:
Lex masturbates at the sight of Clark sleeping. Then the two of them could have sex (or not)
From: [identity profile] earthseed-fic.livejournal.com
The first time it happened was (mostly) an accident. Lex had come home to the penthouse to find Clark asleep on the sofa. That in itself wasn't an unusual occurrence. Ever since Clark found out that a college roommate was better in theory than as an actual fact, he spent almost all his spare time at the penthouse. He found Clark asleep on his couch two or three nights a week.

On this occasion, however, Lex had spent the drive home indulging in a favorite Clark-related fantasy, one he'd been having for years. Clark in a full-length, $200 coat, sexy and confident, asking Lex to run away to Metropolis. In the fantasy Lex accepts. By the time he got home he was hard and horny and headed for the shower, but the sight of Clark stopped him.

He was sprawled on the couch, one leg on the floor, one arm behind his head. His shirt rode up just a little so that Lex could see the top of his boxers and a few inches of his firm, muscular stomach. His lips were slightly parted, red and pouty, like the sweetest kind of temptation. And as Lex let his eyes roam down Clark's body he saw that his friend was noticeably, breathtakingly hard.

Lex had the belt and clasps of his pants undone before he knew it. By the time his brain started working again and reminded him that jacking off over the sleeping figure of your best friend was probably not the best idea in the world, Lex had already pulled his cock out and was stroking hard and fast.

He came with several low grunts and instantly felt a little guilty and a lot like a perv. He left Clark asleep on the couch and took a shower, vowing to never let anything like that happen again.

But it did happen again, a handful of times over the next several months. Clark would be asleep, on the sofa or sometimes in his room, and Lex would give in, always promising himself that this would be the last time. It never was, though, because watching Clark sleep, imagining him on his knees fulfilling all the promises made by that sinful mouth, or writhing underneath him begging Lex to fuck him harder--that was just too hard to give up.

After the last time it happened, Lex stepped out of the shower and into his bedroom and found a wide awake Clark sitting on his bed.

"Clark. I--" Lex struggled for composure, which was difficult given that he was currently naked and still really turned on. "I didn't realize you were awake."

"Yeah, I kind of figured that." Clark's expression was unreadable.

"Listen--"

"Are you really never going to make a move?"

"I don't--"

"I've been waiting for months. I spend almost every night here. You have to know that I want you."

"Clark. I had no idea."

"Well. Now you do. And I'd really like to try whatever it is you're thinking about when...you know." And without another word, as if he'd stepped right out of one of Lex's fantasies, Clark crossed the room, dropped to his knees, and swallowed Lex down his throat.

The sensations were overwhelming--the wet heat of Clark's mouth, the sexy little moans coming from Clark's throat, the tight grip of Clark's surprisingly soft hands on his hips, the smell of his own arousal--and Lex felt his legs give out. Clark lowered him gently to the floor and moved up his body to kiss him.

"I'm right here, Lex. You can have me," he said.

"I never imagined," he began. But then Clark rolled his eyes and Lex grinned sheepishly. "Okay, I imagined. Obviously. Are you sure? If we go down this road, I'm pretty sure there's no going back."

Clark was petting him, running his hands softly and slowly along his arms and stomach and back. His head was tucked between Lex's neck and shoulder, and one leg was thrown over Lex's. Lex had never experienced anything that felt so safe, or so incredibly hot. "We can go back to the old arrangement of you sneaking in my room at night, or I can stay here, wide awake, with you."

"Yeah?" Lex was at loss for words. Or maybe the possibility of actual sex with the real Clark had addled his brain.

"Yeah," Clark laughed, leading him to the bed.

And that was better than any fantasy Lex ever had.
From: [identity profile] twinsarein.livejournal.com
Yum! That was a delicious visual you created. The thought of Lex jerking off over a sleeping Clark, repeatedly no less. And Clark knew about it - yay! I love the bit at the end, with Lex being petted and wrapped up in Clark. Awesome job with the prompt.
From: [identity profile] earthseed-fic.livejournal.com
And Clark knew about it - yay!

You gotta think with his superhearing Clark would know what Lex was up to. I'm glad you enjoyed it.
From: [identity profile] twinsarein.livejournal.com
Definitely! No matter how deep a sleeper he was, his hearing would alert him that something was up. I did something similar set in S4, but it was a Clason, not Clex, and involved security cameras.

I forgot, I liked how Clark confronted him with it. Waited until he was naked and coming from the shower - your Clark was so sneaky. Gotta love it.
From: [identity profile] carolandtom.livejournal.com
Yay! I'm very, very happy that you took my prompt and delivered this hot and awesome fic! I loved that Lex couldn't resist the delicious sight of Clark not once but many times. And the ending was wonderful! I love that they both wanted it. Thank you so much for writing this splendid story!
From: [identity profile] earthseed-fic.livejournal.com
Thanks so much for an awesome prompt. I'm so glad you liked it.
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From: [personal profile] ender24
awwww, guhhhh, *braindead of hotness and sweetness of these clexy images*
From: [identity profile] earthseed-fic.livejournal.com
Thanks! I'm so glad you liked it. It's nice to know others still love Clex after all these years.

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