Note: I'm so sorry for the icky het stuff in the beginning, but it had to be there. This is placed during Season One.

"Lex! Lex! Oh God, almost! So close! Harder! Harder!"

Lex shifted back and did his best to comply, balancing himself between her thighs. He repositioned his hips to ensure that he hit her G-spot with every thrust. He reached down and rubbed her swollen clit as well, her writhing inhibiting the process a bit. Lex was generally frustrated by the clitoris; at least a cock was big and visible, not tempermental and hidden by flesh.

He had the strangest thoughts when sleeping with women.

"Lex, I'm coming! I'm coming!" And she did even as she yelled, her body contracting around his cock during her third orgasm of the night. She even ejaculated a bit due to the overwhelming pressure on her G-spot, an area Lex had spent much time mapping out. Anyone who insisted it didn't exist wasn't patient enough, and it had served him well to learn.

Lex grimaced at the extra fluid coming from the female. With guys he was used to stuff flying out at him, but he had never gotten quite used to it with Victoria. But afterwards, as she lay there limp and exhausted, she was always putty in his hands; he could make her agree to anything and find out anything he wanted. It was like her G-spot was a truth-button.

So he perfected his style, and tolerated her spasms, and her excess fluid, in the name of business. Though the extra stimulation did aid him as well.

As Victoria rode out the rest of her shudders and scratched at him, Lex leaned over her and shifted so that the position was once again better for him. After a few more thrusts, he felt his body tighten, then release itself in spurts into his condom.

When finished, Lex pulled out and slipped off the condom, dropping it into the waste can next to the bed. He lay there on his back next to Victoria, his head turned to her to admire her post-coital glow. A job well done. She rolled onto her side and rubbed her hand over his chest and stomach.

Lex fought the reaction to flinch away from her touch. He didn't want to seem uncaring, but she knew how much he hated being touched. But as she rubbed his smooth skin, she liked to talk; for some reason she equated great sex with trust, and she was gradually letting him in on all kinds of secrets about her father's company. He knew not to trust everything she said, but he could always verify anything new she said with the other spies he had in the company. She was just his primary source, even with all of the espionage she performed herself. And, depending on what she said, he could know which of his false leads she had investigated.

A few more bouts and it would be his to do with as he pleased. He'd just be minus a great, if clingy, sex partner. Victoria could just move in this way that...

He liked women, for the most part, which was why he was able to tolerate Victoria at all, but he found more satisfaction with other males. There just weren't any in the area he could use the way he was used to using people.

Lex gazed at Victoria with half-lidded eyes specifically practiced to make him look sleepy and unaware. Of course, he took in every movement or expression his bed partners made.

Come on, you bitch, he thought, let's just get on with it.

"Oh, Lex, that was just wonderful, as always. You always know just where to touch and lick and rub. You're nothing short of a god." She stretched out then curled back into him. Her flirty little glances made him want to vomit.

"You're such a flirt, Victoria. But I appreciate the compliment." He leaned in to kiss her like he knew she wanted. "You aren't too bad yourself." Please, just talk then fall asleep so I can go rinse out my mouth.

"I've been meaning to tell you, Daddy's planning on buying that company you recommended. It seems to be showing promise."

Well, that wasn't quite what Lex had had in mind, but it was certainly good enough. "That's great." Lex cupped one of her breasts in his hand, flicking his thumb over the nipple. Part of that whole closeness thing she seemed to think they had. And he stilled liked to cop a feel every now and then. Anything below the belt took some work (even more so with some women than others), but breasts were always right there and looked so tempting.

"Mmm, Lex. I don't think I could move now; you wore me out. Tomorrow morning we can fool around some more."

Oh, joy.

"Oh God, Lex! So close! Harder!"

Lex shifted back on his heels between the strong thighs, using Clark's legs on his shoulders to give himself leverage to thrust in harder. Clark's eyes were squeezed shut, his bangs flapping against his sweaty forehead with each of Lex's movements.

Lex rolled his hips in the way he knew would put his cock at the right angle to hit Clark's prostate hard.

Clark had been stroking his own cock somewhat lazily, but then he started moving in earnest. "Oh God, ugh!" He ejaculated onto his own chest and stomach, the sight turning Lex on even more.

Lex slowed, then stopped and pulled out. Clark's eyes shot open in confusion. "Hang on." Clark hazily watched Lex move along his side, then followed Lex's prompts to roll onto his side. Lex watched understanding dawn in Clark's eyes, and he kissed the corner of his mouth in confirmation.

Lex propped up Clark's leg, giving himself room to reenter Clark from behind while pressed against his back. Clark dropped his head forward, giving Lex room to lick along his jaw. Lex started thrusting into Clark again slowly, working his way in from the new angle.

"Oh, Lex," Clark sighed happily. "That's so great."

"Mmm, Clark. You always feel so good." Lex rolled his hips, trying to find the best angle from this new position. He figured he found it when Clark's breath hitched.

He sped up again, making sure to hit the same spot over and over, loving the way Clark moved to meet him. He couldn't help but notice that Clark was already hard again. How he loved his teenager's body.

"Come on, Clark. Can you come for me again?" Lex purred into Clark's ear, knowing how much that turned the boy on.

"Ung huh..." Clark adjusted his own weight and grabbed his own erection, smearing the drops it leaked over the head.

Too soon Lex felt himself nearing his edge. He slowed again, pushing at Clark until Clark figured out what he wanted and rolled over onto his stomach and up on his knees.

"That's it, Clark, I'm gonna ride you so hard, and I want you to jack yourself while I do."

"Oh God." Lex could tell that Clark was biting his lip. So adorable.

Lex did as promised, riding Clark as hard as he dared, while his hand slid down over the one on Clark's cock to help Clark jerk off. After a minute his hand slipped down to massage Clark's sack, his fingers pressing and rubbing in exactly the right places to make Clark mewl and thrash. When Clark was even harder and moaning and leaking steadily, Lex let go and changed his position again, into the one that would jab at Clark's prostate with every solid drive of his own cock into Clark's begging body.

"So close!" With Clark's exclamation, Lex gripped Clark's hips harder, powering into him, unerringly hitting that gland over and over and over until...

"Ah! Lex!" Clark's body spasmed as it pumped out semen onto the bedspread.

Lex groaned as he followed behind Clark, ejaculating hard into his condom. Before he let himself collapse onto Clark's now prone body, he gently pulled out and stripped off the condom, tossing it into the waste can next to the bed.

Still breathless, Clark rolled over, gently depositing Lex next to him on the bed. He smiled shyly. "Lex, that was so good. You're so good. You know just what to do and you feel so good inside. I can't even..." Clark trailed off, and Lex watched his eyes roam over both of their bodies.

Lex smiled back, propping himself up on an elbow so he could take in Clark's sweaty form. I did this, he thought. Clark is practically glowing. And it was so nice to have sex without any sort of ulterior motive for himself or of his partner. Anything Clark had to tell him he wanted to earn, though he did want it. He wanted to feel close to Clark, and not just physically. He didn't know why or what or how, but Clark had changed him. And he liked it. Destiny, and all that. There seemed to be more to life than instant pleasure and making money.

Lex chuckled. "I do what I can, Clark."

"No, I mean it. I mean, I know I don't have anything to compare it to, but I can't imagine it getting any better than that. I don't know if I could handle it. You know exactly where to touch me and how to move. It's amazing." Clark sighed happily and drowsily, curling further into Lex. "How'd you become so good?"

Lex just smirked at his lover. "Clark, after learning to work the intricacies of a G-spot, a prostate is a piece of cake."