Title: Skipping Stones
Series/Sequel: Nope
Author: Lydia
Pairing(s): Clark/Lex
Category: AU
Disclaimers: Smallville characters not mine. *sniffle*
Rating: Nc-17
Author's Notes: Thanks for the feedback guys. This one is gonna be
short, so no intention of torturing with a long drawn out read. (I
was tempted really, but prevailed over the dark side of the
force...sort of.)
AN2: Oh and I got a VirginLex! in here somewhere (you evil bunny
planting people! It's all your fault!), but I have a good excuse. :)
~ Present Skip ~
Clark looked out over the field weary of anyone that might be around.
Seeing no one in the vicinity he walked over to the visible dirt road
that led to his parents' farm automatically. He usually did so out of
experience of many, many skips. On several occasions some of the
dimensions that he had visited and came out of what he
called 'skipstreams', he had run into some hairy situations.
He learned a great deal about his own people from a version of him
that had decoded the tablet in the ship and told him everything he
had found out and reasoned from evidence. It had been a very
interesting two weeks. He had started staying with the versions of
himself, and with his parents, who always understood and comforted
him enough to go on, when he did stay. Usually he waited enough to
find out if it was his world, and then left.
And on some occasions he had had to learn to tell Lex immediately
that he wasn't whom he thought he was when he came into contact with
him. The first couple of times he didn't, he got mauled over with his
arms full of eager Lex. He missed Lex a great deal for the last
couple of jumps though
He winced suddenly in pain over the last visit he had had with Lex.
They had been enemies in that dimension and Lex had spoken harshly,
and was just so frigid that Clark had almost cried at the empty
blackness that had almost swallowed him whole. It made him want to
get back to 'his' Lex and make things right as soon as possible.
He stopped mulling over his adventures suddenly when he saw a pair of
legs in tight black jeans with leather black boots sticking out over
the side of a Lexus. And he knew immediately whose legs those were
(the rear view of a rear end was also helpful) and he stopped by them
and leaned over to see a bald head staring at something under the
hood.
"Need some help?" Lex jumped and cursed backing away from the hood,
and straightened up quickly turning to see him. Clark saw that he had
a tight white ribbed shirt on tucked into his jeans.
"No thanks, I'll be fine." This dimensions' Lex was staring at him
wearily and he stood close to the car.
Clark smiled softly and nodded noticing that there was no sign of
recognition in his blue/gray eyes. "If you're sure then. My name is
Clark by the way. Nice meeting you."
Lex couldn't help but feel that he should know this guy and his
friendly open face was something he wasn't quite used to, even in
this small town. He felt himself relax slightly and shrugged. "Well I
guess if you know something about cars you could help me out."
Clark grinned and nodded. They both moved to the hood and Clark put
his backpack down, and pushed his sleeves up. "Let's get to it."
An hour later they were laughing at something Lex had said about the
townsfolk when Clark finished the minor repair for the car. Lex had
loosened up quite a bit, and he found himself drawn to the beautiful
young man before him. Clark had been very open and friendly from the
start, putting him at ease, and seemed to sort of finish some of his
lines as if he knew what he would say, or if he told him about an
experience he would guess correctly his reaction to it. When Lex had
said it was a little weird that he knows him so well Clark had
shrugged and grinned.
"Some people you feel like you've known forever."
Clark closed the hood to the car and wiped his hands on a towel Lex
had had in the trunk of the car. They stood looking at each other for
several minutes before Lex couldn't help but blush and look down
before meeting his eyes once again.
"Why are you staring like that?"
Clark grinned and stepped closer to him. "I just think you're a
beautiful person."
Lex blushed deeper and shook his head as if to say no, but Clark
reached out and cupped his face in his hands for a minute, just
staring into his eyes. "You are." He leaned forward and kissed him
very gently on the lips. "And I'm glad to have seen you." With that
he turned to pick up his bag and started walking away.
Lex stared after him in surprise at the kiss for several moments
before jumping in his car. He slowly pulled up beside the young man
and kept pace with him.
"Wanna explain that kiss?"
"Not really." Clark kept walking, and told himself that it was 'not'
a good idea to get involved with a Lex that wasn't his Lex yet again.
The car stopped abruptly, the engine shut off and Clark heard the car
door open and slam shut. He heard footsteps on the sun dried dirt and
then saw Lex come up behind, to the side, and then stopped when his
way was cut off by him stopping in his path.
"Maybe you should continue what you started."
A raised eyebrow before he brushed past him to keep walking. "Do you
always offer to take care of guys on the road Lex?"
He practically felt the blush from where he was standing and thought
it was a little weird that Lex was blushing so much.
"I...I feel connected to you for some reason. I thought maybe I could
trust you not to take advantage of me because of who I am."
Clark felt his resolve slipping in the face of that comment, and he
stepped up to Lex tilting his chin up to meet his eyes. "I will never
take you for granted, or take advantage of you. I like who you are as
a person."
"Well that was awfully quick. You must be the first person besides my-
mmphf!" Lex's words were cut off by a deep kiss that made his knees
turn to jelly.
He was released and panted as his neck was nipped and his back rubbed
by large hands. He tilted his head and gave Clark more room to
nuzzle, lick, bite, and suck at him. He groaned softly and pulled
away as gently as possible.
"Wait want to move the car out of the road. Don't want to be found
for a little while."
"Okay hurry." Clark's voice was deep and sent shivers down Lex's
spine as he jogged to the car and pulled it into the tall grass on
the side. He opened the trunk and got a blanket from it as well as
some lotion. He definitely wanted this and he would do whatever he
could to get it.
When he went back to Clark he was standing there with a look on his
face that said he had time to think that this was a bad idea, so Lex
went up to him and stuck his tongue into his mouth to distract him.
He found the blanket and lotion out of his hands and on the ground
when they broke for air.
"Clark. Take me now. Don't want to wait."
Clark nodded and lay down, pulling Lex down with him. He kissed and
licked every inch of skin he unveiled and took his time exploring
this Lex's scars and marks. Which were very few, unlike one version
of Lex that had fought side by side with him in taking care of the
mutants, when his own version couldn't stop him, who had received
many marks. He was very soft smooth and Clark felt up the writhing
body beneath him.
He traveled down the smooth chest, licking and sucking at the
nipples, biting each to torment Lex when his cries became desperate.
He worked lower to the firm belly and dipped his tongue into the
navel before pulling back to look his fill of what he considered a
poetic cock. Long and lean like the mans' body structure, and it was
simple for Clark to lean forward and suck on the tip before deep-
throating him.
Lex arched off the blanket and wailed softly thighs spread out and
high unconsciously. Clark looked up under his lashes and watched the
man below him arch, one arm over his belly hand closing into a fist,
the other buried in his hair caressing his scalp softly. Clark
swallowed pleased by the gentle rubbing and Lex screamed and came
harshly down his throat, hands spasming, as his back arched.
He let the cock slide from his mouth and crawled up between Lex's
splayed legs to kiss him. Their tongues dueled and Lex moaned softly
in his mouth as he tasted his own essence.
Clark grinned into the kiss and grabbed the lotion and managed to get
some out onto his fingers. He reached down and slid a finger between
his cheeks and against Lex's pucker. Lex gasped and Clark laughed
softly at his jump at the unexpected contact. He very gently worked
his fingers into Lex, hitting his prostate until he was wailing,
bucking, cursing and moaning urging Clark to take him already.
Clark finally slicked himself up and pushed against the tight opening
slowly, but steadily. Until Lex's eyes flew open and his body tensed,
his hands reaching up and clenching his arms tightly, a cry leaving
his lips. Clark stopped instantly and watched his face carefully
trying to ride out the constant clenching on his cock, by his ass
muscles.
Lex panted and nodded for Clark to continue and he very slowly
started again. Lex bit his lip hard enough to draw blood, body
tensing again, and Clark stopped completely. He carefully began
pulling out even as Lex tried to keep him in, begging him to
continue.
Once he was all the way out, he grabbed Lex's legs and pulled them up
and over his shoulders settling down on the blanket beneath him. He
spread the firm cheeks and dipped between them to lick at the
opening. Lex was very still as he kissed the puckered hole, and then
began whimpering when he shoved his tongue into the tight heat. He
reached a hand around a thigh and pumped his cock in time with his
tongue.
He continued to tongue fuck Lex until screams and begs filled the
area. "Please! Oh God! Ah *fuck* yeah just like that. God Clark.
Clark! Clark please...Uh!"
Lex came hard into his hand, and Clark stopped when he felt that Lex
was open and ready for him. He leaned over to kiss him, silenced the
pleads, and pushed just the tip into the still shuddering body. He
waited but felt Lex bucking up for more.
He tried it again very carefully watching Lex's face. Pain, but also
desire to be taken was in his eyes as Clark found himself all the way
in. He waited and rode out Lex's mad clenching, stroking his sweat-
slicked side, before his patience snapped and he rocked forward, hard
into the willing body beneath him. 'Lex...home.' Clark thought as he
slid out then into his interdimensional soulmate's body.
The thrusts became more frenzied and desperate as Lex neared his
third orgasm, and Clark lost himself in the slick warmth, and the
beautiful flushed man beneath him, rutting hard.
"*Clark*!" The scream was piercing and the tight canal clamped
harshly when Lex's body lost control as he orgasmed. Clark followed
quickly and pulled out gently before settling beside him pulling the
lax man into his arms pillowing Lex's head into his shoulder and
curling around him.
"Your awfully tight Lex."
"That's what happens when you're a virgin."
Clark tensed and his head snapped up. "You're a what?!"
Lex snuggled and looked up into Clark's eyes nonchalantly before
burrowing into his warm body against the soft breeze that had started
up. "What I was doesn't really matter huh."
"You should have told me."
"Why? So you could say no, and keep walking?" At Clark's nod he
snorted. "I thought you'd be the 'I don't want to steal your virtue
type.'"
Clark fumed silently at his love and then shook his head, letting it
go. One thing he learned with Lex was that there was a lot of letting
go of things with him, or he'd go crazy.
"Why are you a virgin?" He decided to try a different route on the
matter.
Lex didn't seem to be surprised by the question and shrugged. "My mom
is very protective, and she watches us pretty well. I guess I was
just never really presented with the desire to until I met you, since
she let me know about the people who try to get to you through sex.
You just didn't seem like the type, and well...I feel like I can
trust and be with you. Like I 'should'."
Clark was silent as he processed the new information. Lex's mom was
alive. He had been to another dimension where Lex's mother had been
alive, as well as his father, but she had left Lionel because he
abused her, so Lex was still in the hands of a cold unfeeling
bastard. This Lex seemed different. Softer, less guarded and not as
many masks took their place on Lex's face.
"So what about your dad?"
"My dad? He's dead. The meteor shower that came here caught him when
he went to look at the land he was buying with the seller that day. I
had wandered off, but I wasn't as close to the meteors as he was. He
was found with the seller dead, and I was found a little later, but
all I had lost was my hair. My little brother was with my mother so
they both were fine."
"That's right you have a little brother too. Julian right?"
"Yeah. He's a great little kid, we're really close. And I guess we're
kind of shielded from a lot of stuff, since my mom is like a crazy
fanatic about our privacy on a daily basis."
"That's great Lex. Are you happy?"
Lex smiled beatifically and nodded. "Especially now that I've met
you. I think my mother would actually approve."
Clark looked guilty and ducked his head. Lex watched him for a minute
then pulled away harshly and got dressed. "Lex wait. Lex. Lex!" Clark
had gotten up and reached out to grab his arm.
"No. Don't touch me. I think you got what you wanted and it was very
stupid of me to think you might be interested in anything else."
"Lex no! That's not it at all. Please just listen to me!"
Lex was in his car and about to drive off when Clark grabbed the door
and yanked it open. "Listen."
Lex's jaw was in his gentle grip and he stared into the hurt eyes. "I
didn't do this just for a lay. I genuinely care about you and want to
explore the boundaries of our relationship, but I need a little time.
Can you give me some?"
Lex searched his eyes and Clark watched his face soften visibly. A
short nod and Clark kissed him deeply. "Good. Now get home before
your mother sends out a search party." Lex smiled sweetly and leaned
in for another kiss before settling into the car again.
"See you later."
"I'll find you, gorgeous." Lex blushed and smirked cutely (Clark
couldn't believe he could call Lex cute, and not sexy, fuckable or
anything like that though this version was showing signs of that
already) and drove off.
'Now all I have to do is find this dimension's Clark and introduce
him to his soulmate.'
*
Clark found out that the Kent's hadn't found this dimension's version
of himself. He'd been digging for clues and was led to the
Franklin's, farmers who didn't live far from the site of his crash.
He had planned to go and talk to them about the crash under the cover
as a reporter (he'd gotten really good at gathering information), but
found that wasn't needed.
He made his way to the farm and heard yelling and followed it to the
house (shack really) where the version of himself came storming out
with a drunk and dirty looking man came out of the house after him
waving a gun around.
Clark hung back and then speeded after his other self. He stopped at
a little clearing where his other self was leaning against a tree.
Clark # 1 heard a noise and looked up from his brooding about his
human father and how much his life sucked to see what looked like
himself. He gasped and pushed off the tree tense.
Clark # 2 held out a hand and spoke quickly. "It's okay. I have an
explanation for why I look like you, but I'll need a couple of
minutes to tell you, so don't panic. My names' Clark too."
Clark # 1 stared and then looked doubtful but gave him a
chance. "Fine."
After Clark # 2 had explained everything Clark # 1 just sat there
processing for a little while. "So you use this chemical from the
meteor's to 'skip' from dimension to dimension?"
"Yep that's about it. I'm trying to reach a point where the effect
winds down, and I return to where I started, at my dimension."
"Wow." Clark # 2 chuckled and nodded. "Can I go with you next time?"
Clark # 1 asked softly.
"Why would you want to? You're home."
A bitter laugh that sounded like it came from a broken heart drifted
on the light breeze. "If you call a man who exposes you to the meteor
rocks to get you to do what he wants as home."
"He exposes you-?" Clark # 2 cut himself off as the tone of his voice
made the other give another dying sounding laugh.
"You sound so surprised. I guess the people who raised you were just
sweetness and lovey-dovey. Not mine. I'm used as a slave to a human
man who 'beats' his own wife and drinks obsessively, demanding me to
make him money he doesn't deserve."
"Why do you stay? Can't you take your mother, and go?"
"I would have, but he threatened me. He said he would call the
government and expose my secrets, and let them take me, cause he
would be set for life off the cash he'd make from me. So yes I'd like
to go with you, since I have nothing to live for here, with meteor
rocks keeping me in slavery."
Clark # 2 looked sickened and was staring at the ground. "I-I really
can't say anything to make you feel better, but I'd like to introduce
you to some people who maybe could. But first I want to free you from
your situation."
"How? I told you he will call someone and get me in trouble."
"You said he drinks? And beats his wife?" Clark # 1 nodded. "Well
what I have in mind is this..."
Two days later Clark # 1 was hugging his adoptive human mother
getting ready to put her on the plane to Paris where her sister
lived. Clark # 2 stood besides Martha and Jonathan as they watched
them say their good-byes.
Clark # 2 looked at the people who he trusted with his life and
watched them practically buzz with excitement. He knew they would
take care of this version of himself, and he felt happy, that
wherever they were, he could count on them.
"I want to thank you guys again for taking him in. I think he really
needs someone like you two to be with now." They both smiled at him
and nodded.
Clark # 1 walked back to them rather shyly and Clark # 2 went to him
and dragged him to the Kent's. They talked for quite sometime, before
Clark # 2 dragged him off again, promising to bring him to the farm
once he was done.
As they headed to the Talon, Clark # 2 looked at his other self. No
stress lines and the smile on his face was as it should be: joyful
and excited for life.
Once he convinced his other self to muster some courage to do what he
had to do for not only him, but Mrs. Franklin as well, he'd caved and
helped him. They had waited until Mr. Franklin had started beating on
his wife, and threatening Clark # 1 with a weapon when Clark # 2 had
gotten the police up there. The man had ranted and raved about
aliens, but the police locked him up. There were so many complaints,
as well as evidence of abuse (Clark had removed all evidence of the
landing, and of Clark # 1's powers) on Mr. Franklin that he won't be
leaving jail anytime soon.
Clark # 1 cast a look at him. "So where are we going again?"
Clark # 2 smiled softly. "I want you to meet someone that I think
you'll really get along with. And uh I kinda was with him, so he may
jump you." The last sentence was said so quickly that Clark # 1 had
to sort out what was said. When he did he gasped and blushed brightly.
"You WHAT?! Looking like me!"
Clark # 2 shrugged helplessly and Clark # 1 really went into it with
him. By the time he was winding down they had reached the area that
Clark had said he would meet Lex.
"...and I might not even think that he's my type-" He cut himself off
when he saw the beautiful young man swinging his leg out from the
booth, chin in hand, looking like he was very far away. "Wow."
Clark # 2 smirked and rolled his eyes. "Told you." He muttered and
slipped behind a pole when Lex's attention was drawn their way.
"Clark?"
"Lex." Clark # 2 had to smother a laugh at the stunned sound to his
voice. He sneaked a peek and watched Clark # 1 sit down and Lex lean
over to place a kiss on his cheek.
"Do you mind if we get to know each other all over again? I want to
start fresh with you." Lex smiled and shrugged.
"Yeah sure. Where do you want to begin?"
Clark # 2 slipped out as the two young men shared with each other. He
watched them lean closer and closer together, seemingly absorbed into
each other as everyone else stopped existing to them.
He felt a twinge at the sight of them and turned away. He found a
phone and called his parents to let them know that Clark would be a
little late, since he was catching up with someone very important. He
thanked them again and was grateful for their encouragement.
"Thank you guys. Good-bye."
"Good-bye Clark. I know you'll make it back home. Be strong."
He hung up and headed out of town to the empty fields.
'God I miss you Lex.'