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not posting anymore

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hi guys! just wanna say quickly that i’m gonna stop writing fanfics and probably mute all notifs and requests n stuff.. i just feel like ive grown out of the weird parasocial obsession and calmed down, and now that i have ive realised how weird it is to write fanfics and obsess over somebody who is living and real and doesn’t consent.

i’ll keep my work up because i always used to hate it when authors deleted their work, but i won’t be posting anymore.

hope you all understand!!

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I JUST READ A FIC ON AO3 OF MAX X PHONE GIRL AND OH MY GOD?? ITS FUCKING PERFECT?! JEIIJUUU (author!!!) IF YOU ARE ON TUMBLR COME AND KISS ME RIGHT NOW !!!!!!!!!!!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

THIS IS IT - PLEASE GIVE IT SOME LOVE OMFG

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｡+ﾟ.。+late night convos - 3fs (PART 3!!) ｡+ﾟ.+。

if you’re here without reading the other post what are you doing dude this is part 3 GO TO THE OTHER POST!!

you scoff before using a hand to prop yourself up, the other hand going behind your back to undo the clasp. you lay back down and take the bra off your arms, tossing it probably somewhere near your other clothes on the floor. he bites his lip at the sight of you. “..so fucking pretty, baby.” he says, moving a hand to your breast, grasping at the warm flesh. you tilt your head back at the feeling, giving max the perfect opportunity to start nipping and biting at your neck. he leaves a few small hickeys across your skin, loving the way you coo and whimper at each contact. his spare hand moves to his boxers, tugging them down to reveal a hard, twitching cock, desperate for you and you only. he places his hands on your hips and shifts the both of you, placing you on top of him. you sit on his lap, his cock resting against your stomach, reaching to about half an inch below your belly button. you bite your lip, moving a hand to his cock, starting to pump him. he groans at the feeling of your hand jerking him off, cursing under his breath as he watches your hand. the sound of heavy breathing fills the room, your smooth words breaking that sexual silence. “you sound adorable” you murmur, making him smile and blush slightly. Before he can speak you raise your hips and shift forward, removing your hand off him to help align your slick folds with his tip. his hands move to your hips, helping guide you toward him. his tip grazes your cunt and you gasp, feeling a shiver flood across your body. you inhale sharply before lowering yourself onto him, feeling the way his hips guide you. as he fills you up your head tilts back, feeling your knees buckle as you sit fully down. the way he stretches you makes your mind feel hazy and your legs feel weak. you glance at his eyes and see how he ogles at your cunt, the way he completely disappears into you. “move whenever you feel like you can, baby.” he says, an almost soft tone to his voice. the slight discomfort you felt when he first entered you is gone now, replaced with only pleasure. you lift yourself after a brief moment, not all the way off him, keeping the tip in before lowering yourself. he adjusted himself below you, his hands on your hips again, guiding you down onto his cock. he pushed up into you as he pulled you down, filling your needy pussy fully in one thrust.

“you’re so pretty when you sink onto me like that..” he moaned, his voice slightly strained. you lean your head forward and moan breathily as he fills you again, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as his words replay in your ears.

“f-fuck- max.. it f-feels so good..” you say between strained breaths and moans as he guides you up and down.. your breasts moving along with you. max grunts as your words, his grip on your hips tightening as he guides you up and down his cock.

“i know, baby.” he murmurs, his tone a mix of seductiveness and thrill. his fingers dig into your flesh, leaving marks on your skin as he helped you move against him. he’s dreamed of this many times before, but seeing it happen makes him have to control himself from cumming too quickly. his cock twitches inside of you, pressing up against your insides eagerly.

you squirm against him, yout hands going either side of his shoulders to prop yourself up as he thrusts his hips up into you. you bite your lip and close your eyes, feeling yourself tighten around his cock..

“mmh-!” you whimper, and it lingers in his ears like it’s the best thing he’s ever heard. max moans at the sound of his name on your lips, his hands guiding you to move faster against him.

“that’s right.” he murmured, his voice low and rough.

“tell me how good it feels. tell me how good I make you feel, baby..”. his hands move back to your hips, gripping them possessively as he bucks up into you, meeting your movements with his own. he watches your face, watching the expressions you make as you moan and whimper on top of him. You feel him thrust up into you, pressing himself inside you, kissing your cervix each time. you tilt your head back and moan at the feeling, arching my back at just the right angle so he hits all the right areas. you whimper at the feeling and look into his eyes.

“max- you make me f-feel so good- please..” you say between breathy moans and whines. he smirks and moves his head up toward yours, encapsulating your lips into a kiss as his hips buck faster up into yours. max’s whimpers and soft grunts grow more frequent as he thrusts into you, his head moving to rest on your shoulder. his hands grip your ass and hips possessively, keeping you in place as he pounds into you with no restraint. his eyes flicker down between your bodies, watching himself disappear inside of you.

“oh god, you’re tight.” he whimpers under his breath, his voice breaking slightly. his hands moved up to dig into your hips, leaving marks on your skin from the pressure. he could feel you squeezing around him, and it only made him more eager. “max- im gonna cum, please.” you whimper, leaning back so that you're sat up on top of him, lifting and arching your back to ride him. he moves a hand to your tits, grasping at one of them as you slowly reach your climax, and max isn't far behind.

“i-i know baby, me too, cum for me..” he says, tilting his head back slightly and letting out a few loose whimpers as you get tighter. you lean forward, resting a hand beside max’s chest on the mattress to stabilize yourself as the knot in your stomach comes undone. max’s grip on your hips tightens even more, his fingers digging into your skin as he thrusts into you erratically. he’s close, and you can feel it. his eyes are locked on your face, watching your expression as you both come undone.

“n-ngh- oh.. fuck-” he moans, his grip on your legs becoming almost painful as he cums inside you. his stomach tenses up, his chest heaving as he fills you up, letting his load out into you and feeling it drip back out onto his thigh. you follow right behind him, moaning and bucking your knees as you orgasm.

“holy.. holy fuck-” you moan, sinking and collapsing onto him. a mix of both of your juices spill between the pair of your legs, both catching your breaths. You cant help but smile as you rest on his chest, you feel his hand run up your hip to your waist.

“..you did amazing, baby.” he praises softly, his voice breaking slightly. you respond with a soft kiss to his chest, silently praising him back. “.. we really need to get cleaned up.” you say, realising youre both laid against eachother, basically covered in sweat and sex. The pair of you chuckle as neither of you actually sit up to get cleaned up.. Instead taking in the moment.

..hey! thanks for reading lmfao this is kinda rushed but what can i say except it’s like 4,000 ish words. bye guys see you in ten billion years

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｡+ﾟ.。+late night convos - 3fs (PART 2!!) ｡+ﾟ.+。

part 1

sorry this took so flicking long guys! i’ve been lazy as a fart but it’s finally here, my best friend who i hate (joking i love you boo) fell asleep and cant proofread it so it’s NOT PROOFREAD!

warnings/tags: nsfw, fem!reader x roommate!3fs, both char are consenting adults, bj(fem!receiving), p in v, no condom (wrap it up!), no use of y/n, NOT PROOFREAD, i would say mdni but i’m also a minor so.. yeah ! enjoy !

you both dive into the kiss, and you can tell how bad he wants you as he presses his hips up against yours, pulling your body flush against his. you gasp into the kiss, one of his hands trailing down.. as he rests his palm against your upper thigh you separate the kiss, looking into his glossy eyes. “uhm.. here? ..the counter?” you say, a soft chuckle to your lacy words. you hear Max chuckle and see him glance at your body, taking it all in before answering, as if savouring the moment. “..if you want. or, my room?” he says, and the implication sits heavy in the air. you think for a moment, but realise if you stayed here you’d never be able to see the kitchen the same again. “your room.” you respond with a smile that matches his, then he takes you off the counter, grabbing your wrist and walking you up the stairs. the second you both get to the top of the stairs he leans in, kissing you as you both messily head toward his room. getting in, he closes the door and separates the kiss. “i’ve wanted this for so long, you know.” he says, hands taking his shirt off. he tosses it to the side as he walks back over to you, moving his hands to your hips. “the amount of times i’ve sat in bed.. fantasising about you. jerking off and praying sometimes you’d just walk in.” he says, making wetness pool between your thighs. you grin at his lewd words.. but it’s not like you haven’t done the same. in the shower. laid in bed.. countless nights looking at photos of him or imagining him. “we’re more alike than you think then.” you respond smoothly, and before you can add anything else he leans in, silencing you with a deliberate kiss as he guides you to his bed. you half-lay against his bed, propping yourself slightly on his headboard. he climbs on top of you, resting his knees in between your thighs. he grins while moving a hand to your thigh as he kisses you again.

his hands now roam your waist, lifting the hoodie up and over your head, separating the kiss to remove it fully before tossing it on the floor to be discovered at a later time. his eyes trail up and down your body, eyeing the black bra that reveals just the right amount of cleavage. he groans to himself, and you can’t help but bite your lip. “..do you really wanna do this?” you ask, unsure if he’s doing it for you or for him. at your question, max moves his head toward your neck, his warm breath making you twitch. “if i didn’t wanna do this.. would i be on top of you right now?” he says. his voice sends shivers down your spine. he places his hand back on your thigh, his thumb tracing circles against the fabric of your shorts as he sprinkles kisses across your neck. “max..” you whisper, tilting your head to allow him more access to your skin. you move a hand to his shoulder, trailing it down his sensitive skin, across his chest and down his stomach until you reach the waistband of his sweats. teasingly hooking a finger into his sweats, you pull them slightly, then let the elastic hit back against his skin.. feeling him shudder at the sensation.

“fuck- don’t tease, please..” he whispers against your skin, making you move your hand to his waist, keeping him close to you. “that’s half the fun, isn’t it?” you joke. he lifts himself up again, using one of his hands to prop himself up as he moves his other hand to your waist, trailing up closer and closer to your bra.

“maybe.” he says before encapsulating your lips into another kiss, leaning in closer, his hand moving from the mattress to your hair. the rooms smells like him, you’ve always liked that about his room. all this time, you secretly couldn’t get enough of him.. and finally you’re gonna get all of him.

“..need you so bad.” you hear him murmur into the kiss, before he trails his kisses down toward your neck. he sprinkles kisses and pecks along your neck, arising a few noises out of you he’d love to hear again. “want you.. so fucking bad.” he says, a hungry tone to his voice. you can tell this man is starving for yo u.. for a piece of you you’d be very happy to give him.

he adjusts himself, spreading his knees slightly so that your thighs open some more.. before adding another kiss. higher. just below your ear. slow. teasing.

“i've thought about doing this... kiss ...and this... a brush of teeth ..for so long..." he says, before moving back to kiss you, his hands going for your waist. he can feel the heat radiating from your body, from many areas. one of his hands trails from your waist to the hem of your shorts, playing with it.

you feel how he copies your movements, hooking his finger in them to tug them, letting the elastic snap back against your skin. “..stop.” you murmur, eyes glossy as you look up at him. he grins.. seeing you in this state after imagining it so many times with his dick in his hands makes his cock twitch in his boxers. “so now teasing isn’t half the fun?” he says playfully. he starts to tug your shorts down and he moves your legs like you're a toy to take them off, tugging your grey panties along with them. once they’re off he tosses them to the floor to be discovered at a later time. he looks back at your bare body, eyes glued to that pretty pussy of yours. he bites his lip as he moves a hand to your thigh, spreading them as he moves back to his previous position.

“you’re brave.” you say under your breath, raising a chuckle out of him. without warning, he leans down and drags his tongue through your folds in one long, slow lick, groaning at the taste of you. you gasp at the boldness of his movement, moving a hand to his messy hair and keeping him in place. the moans you let out as he continues to lick at your pussy make him never want to forget how you sound. you can tell he loves how you grab his hair, he yearns to be the only one to tease those sounds out of you, to make you say his name, over and over and over.

"you taste so good.." he murmurs against your core, his lips and tongue worshipping your body like a god. his eyes lock onto yours as he devours you, wanting to watch you squirm and moan and completely fall apart for him to put back together. your thighs twitch as the combination of his lewd words and tongue make your mind blur, unable to control your own actions as he works his tongue like he’s done this to you a thousand times before. and he has.. at least, in his imagination. “ngh, fuck- max..” you curse under your breath, clutching at the sheet beneath you. your other hand tightens in his hair, signalling to him just how good of a job he’s doing. your thighs clench together instinctively, and as they do he moves one of his hands to your inner thigh, pressing it against the mattress to give himself better access to your slick heat. max groans against your cunt when you arch your back, the sound vibrating through your sensitive flesh, only intensifying the pleasure. his fingers dig into your thigh, keeping you spread open for him as his tongue laps at you greedily, savouring every drop. “so fucking sweet,” he whimpers between licks, eyes flicking up to watch your reactions. he slowly slides two fingers inside you, curling them just right, all while his tongue circles your clit in teasing and torturous little flicks. your back arches as he curls his slender fingers inside you, reaching just the right areas against your walls. you let out soft little whimpers and moans as he pleases you, your breath becoming loose and uneven. “fuck- max..!” you whimper, mouth slightly agape as you look at him devouring your cunt like its a lifeline for him. seeing the way he delves in, seeing how his chin and around his mouth is wet with your slickness.. he moans against your wetness as he watch es you react, thighs trembling and hips bucking into his mouth, fingers clenching in his hair. he speeds his fingers up, curling them more aggressively while he licks with more force. “wanna feel you cum on my fingers.” he murmurs into your cunt, making your face flush at the lewd words coming from a mouth you rarely even hear swear. his free hand grasps your hip and pins you against the mattress, feeling you squirm as you reach your climax. you tilt your head back and feel your thoughts go blank, feeling the knot in your stomach go undone. your moans get more erotic as the self control leaves your body. max feels the way your walls clamp against his fingers, and the way your thighs and hips twitch while you climax against his mouth. as you come over your high, max laps up at your juices, licking along your inner thighs before he sits up and kneels in front of you. you open your eyes and see max licking at his fingers, trying to savour every drop of your juices. “..seriously?” you say, your words slightly uneven as you speak. You close your thighs and sit up against the headboard. he chuckles and shrugs his shoulders, but your eyes are distracted at the sight of the prominent tent in his grey sweats. he sees you staring, and moves his hands to the drawstring, undoing the pathetic little bow he tied earlier. “do you wanna do this?” he asks, pulling the bow undone and letting go, the sweats dropping down ever so slightly to reveal a calvin klein boxer logo. A sharp inhale fills your lungs as he kneels there in front of you, shirtless, boxers basically on show. “I don't think I've ever wanted to do something more in my life, actually.” you say, coaxing a small chuckle from max. he shifts off the bed to drop his sweats, revealing the tent in his boxers you've been secretly eyeing all night. he climbs back over you, and you move a hand to the band of his boxers, wanting to tug them down. “hey, stop..” he says, making you look up at him. “..im not taking these off until you take that pretty bra off, doll.” he intimates. PAaRT 3 HERE GUYS ITS TOO MANY CHARACTERS APPARENTLY SORRy

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guys i have an idea

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why haven’t i seen anyone talking about this pic of max from plenty’s instagram

he look so edible in that shirt 🤤

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WHERE DID U GET THT VIDEO OF 3FS AT THE POOL !!!!!!!!!!!!!! sorry im frothing

PLENTYS NEW VIDEO OF THE DISNEYLAND VLOG!! ITS SO PEAK AND LIKE.. whoa.. max… what you tryna get into 😛😛

ALSO EVERYONE LOOK AT THE EDIT I MADE THANK YOU

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oh i’m such a whore

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realisation has been made

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oh i’m such a whore

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i’m really drunk and i have an amazing idea for a clex fic but no motivation right now

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I just need anything thats a fem reader x 3fs/plenty🙏 like they have a stressful recording session and its just fluffy yk?🙏

i’m picking this one for my next 3fs fic, i’ll do it as kinda bullet points and i’ll write both of them :)

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to the 20 people who read every 3fs fanfic i publish im halfway through one but i’m gonna be writing a lex luthor x fem!reader and posting that before my next 3fs one :3

the obsession is too much he’s literally the perfect character to write fics about so yes i’m going to

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okay i want to give my views on a certain part of the new Superman movie. (spoilers below)

there’s a scene where lex luthor is threatening superman in a pocket dimension, and he says the lines; “Maybe i’ll kill that reporter that does all your interviews. Maybe i’ll kill Clark Kent.”

many people are saying that this shows how clueless lex luthor is, that even though he’s been studying superman for years he has no idea who he is. everyone i’ve seen that has said something about that line has had that view on it

but i think he’s saying it in a different way, using his real identity against him as a threat. Clark Kent is superman, yes, but a weaker version. Clark Kent is a regular human in the eyes of other people. lex luthor is saying he’s going to kill superman.

im horrible at explaining stuff but i hope this explains it decently well, including the fact that you can hear luthor’s tone as he talks and it doesn’t sound clueless or passive, it sounds direct and aimed.

thanks for reading my little rant i js wanted to say that incase im not the only one

[identitycroissant-tm]

I saw it as lex is threatening to kill the humanity within him. Sounds familiar? (I'll BURN the heart out of you.)

[emsgotdamunchies]

YES that too, it seemed all very implicated and premeditated rather than just naïve.

[emsgotdamunchies]

okay i want to give my views on a certain part of the new Superman movie. (spoilers below)

there’s a scene where lex luthor is threatening superman in a pocket dimension, and he says the lines; “Maybe i’ll kill that reporter that does all your interviews. Maybe i’ll kill Clark Kent.”

many people are saying that this shows how clueless lex luthor is, that even though he’s been studying superman for years he has no idea who he is. everyone i’ve seen that has said something about that line has had that view on it

but i think he’s saying it in a different way, using his real identity against him as a threat. Clark Kent is superman, yes, but a weaker version. Clark Kent is a regular human in the eyes of other people. lex luthor is saying he’s going to kill superman.

im horrible at explaining stuff but i hope this explains it decently well, including the fact that you can hear luthor’s tone as he talks and it doesn’t sound clueless or passive, it sounds direct and aimed.

thanks for reading my little rant i js wanted to say that incase im not the only one

[p4nishers]

hey so what the fuck was this about

[yaoi-makes-me-happy]

Gay shit. Lex can't beat the allegations 😂

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they need to kiss

[just-a-random-bakugo-stan]

Well, I didn’t except the Superman movie to have:

-One sided toxic yaoi

-Anti Israeli sentiment to the point that they’re not hiding shit

-Deep voiced Clark Kent

-Actual exploration to what it would be like to date a superhero while fully knowing their secret identity

-Lex aura farming the entire time

-An accurate portrayal of owning a dog

-DEFINITELY the best version of Mr Terrific

And Hype moment

But I’m so into it.

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YES!! MR TERRIFIC WAS SO PEAK, BEST PORTRAYAL OF HIS CHARACTER. (that movie was the only time i’ve ever indulged in anything DC)

[notyourhetloki]

power (Clark Kent x Lex Luthor)

/NSFW Clark Kent x Lex Luthor/

Summary: In an AU where Clark and Lex were acquaintances, a trade for information turned into a hot game of power.

A/N: tbh I always imagined Luthor as a bottom buuuut I wanted to try something different so here ya go! Clark is extra subby on this one ;) this is in Lex's POV btw, also pls bare with me, it's my first time writing about these two together...

Tags: smut, mdni, Luthor being Luthor but also a dom, Clark being very submissive, dom/sub undertones, oral sex, handjob, degradation and a bit of praise, might be ooc.

Word Count: 1.7k

Song Rec: Meg Myers - Desire

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Luthor hated him.

Hated the way he walked so mighty, hated his strength so powerful, hated his looks so... ridiculously handsome.

It made him fume, not able to hold back his tears once in a while. Tears from pure hatred and envy.

Yes, Lex envied Superman. He wanted to be him, to be loved like him, admired.

His obsession grew bigger and darker each passing day that the hero thrived, each passing day that Luthor couldn't get to him.

He would never admit it, but he wanted to meet the hero just so he could see how alike they were... who was he behind that stupid cape?

Dark, tall, and completely alien. Yet still, Lex was just a man... he couldn't compare. After all, he couldn't save himself like Superman could.

Deep down in that ice-cold heart, Luthor wanted him to save him. To give him a moment in the sun, some glorious feeling he couldn't quite understand yet... to give him something to chew on.

In his darkest fantasies, Luthor always had control. And with Superman it wouldn’t be different, he wanted to be able to get into his mind… make him kneel.

But in the meantime, he had to do with what he had, and he had found a very interesting toy to play with.

Clark Kent was just a journalist, but he had a straight link to Superman and that alone made Luthor’s interest spark. Maybe, with a little bit of probing, he could gather some information from the man.

He called Kent to schedule an interview, and for some reason, one interview turned into another… and another.

At some point, they were just talking. Clark shared similar world views with the hero, and Lex felt disgusted by his kindness. But his looks…

Something about Clark reminded Luthor of Superman. He couldn’t quite put a finger on it, but the way he talked and moved… it seemed familiar.

Maybe it was because they used to hang out together often, who knows? But in the end, the billionaire caught himself wanting to have Kent for himself… maybe he should trap the man in a room, so he could do whatever he pleased with him.

“So… Mr. Luthor…” Clark continued his ‘interview’, and Lex was sure the journalist was teasing him with the whole ‘Mr.’ and ‘sir’ thing.

“Yes?” He said while pouring more wine into his glass. It was nighttime, a little odd for an encounter like that, but both found that to be a good idea.

They were standing next to each other, leaning on a big desk while drinking and talking.

“Would you describe yourself as a control freak?” Said Clark, eyes never leaving the other man’s while he took a sip of his wine.

“Ha.” That caught Lex by surprise, and he knew they were headed into dangerous territory. “Well, yes, obviously. I like to be able to rule over any situation, over anyone in my way.”

“Even me?” Kent innocently said, but not so innocent. His smirk told Luthor everything he needed to know.

“…Especially you.” Big blue eyes roamed over Clark’s body, then back at his face, where he was met with a defiant expression. “I could make you do whatever I wanted.”

Kent only stared, a naughty smile splattered across his face. “I’m not so easily persuaded, I’d like to think…” He finally said, putting his glass on the table behind him.

Lex followed his action, freeing his hands so he could pull Clark closer by his belt. “Let’s see about that.”

When Luthor closed the space between them, everything turned into electricity. Hot mouths kissed each other feverishly, sparks of energy ran over his body, and moved directly to his crotch.

The kiss was violent, possessive, and rough… just like Lex enjoyed. He grabbed the taller man by the waist with more force than necessary, trapping him in place.

For his undoing, Clark moaned against him while their tongues danced with each other. His hand was resting on the back of Luthor’s neck while the other roamed his chest, then stomach…

Lex could feel Kent’s hand reluctantly move over his hardening member, squeezing lightly at his bulge.

“Hm, naughty.” Luthor said, breaking the kiss with a yank in the brunette’s hair. “If you behave, I’ll let you cum later… what do you think?”

Clark nodded enthusiastically, and something about his puppy-like behavior deeply annoyed Lex… making him desire the man even more.

"Now, kneel..." It was Lex's time to grin, completely overjoyed by the sense of power he had in that moment.

It took a second, but Clark finally knelt in front of him. Luthor's grip on his hair never ceased, guiding him down while maintaining eye contact.

"That's it... you know what to do." Cooed Lex, undoing his pants for the other man.

Kent didn't waste time, tracing a path of kisses from the base of Luthor's dick to the very tip. He spat on his hand and smeared the wetness all over the billionaire's member, rubbing his cock up and down before finally sucking on it... slow and sloppy.

"Fuuck..." Lex groaned, his head rolling back in pleasure as he closed his eyes momentarily. "You're good at this... must have done it a thousand times."

Clark continued sucking, keeping a steady pace and pausing from time to time just to jerk Lex off with his hand.

"Eyes on me, big boy." Said Luthor, encouraging the other man to look up by pulling on his hair once again. "Take those glasses off."

Kent froze, slowly looking up at the billionaire's face. "Hm... do I have to?"

"Are you really that blind?" Said Lex in annoyance.

The man simply nodded, kissing his dick just to tease him.

"Ugh, fine." Lex finally caved in, guiding his member to Kent's mouth once more. "You're lucky you're a good little cocksucker."

The vision of Clark's lips on his dick while he looked up at him was deliciously obscene, just like the noises he was making. Lex could feel him moaning around him, and he could also feel himself getting closer to the edge.

"You're going to swallow, huh? Don't waste a drop." Luthor closed his eyes, savouring the moment as he held Kent's hair for dear life. His orgasm hit like a brick, making him groan out loud as he buried himself in the other man's mouth. "Agh!"

To his delight, Clark didn't gag once. He took the man's load like a champ and stared at Lex while taking deep breaths.

"Get up." Said Luthor after recomposing himself. Kent did what he was told, towering over the richer man.

"Take your cock out, let me see." He ordered, making the journalist blush.

They were standing in front of each other, Lex still leaning on the table while observing Clark undo his pants.

His dick was gorgeous, rock hard with a bit of precum oozing from the tip. It made Lex unconsciously lick his lips... but he didn't want to seem desperate.

"You got this horny just from sucking me off?" Lex mocked. "You don't necessarily read as such a slut, y'know."

"I-I've been good, sir..." Clark needily said, almost whimpering. To see such a strong man undo himself like that... it felt like a fantasy come true in Luthor's mind.

"Yeah?" Lex's hand moved to rub on Kent's cock, hard but slow. "I'll be the judge of that... now, hands behind your back."

He obeyed with a deep inhale, looking deep into Luthor's eyes, almost defiant.

Lex started jerking him off, teasing the tip from time to time. He spat on his hand occasionally, just to lubricate the member better... Clark couldn't hold himself together any longer.

"P-Please... hm..." He was shaking, begging for his release, but Luthor wanted everything to go his way.

"Please what? You've been really good at this up until now." Said Lex.

"Please, Mr. Luthor..." Clark was obviously going to cum at any moment, and Luthor wanted to take advantage of his fragility.

"Will you give me the information I need?" Said the billionaire, not caring about whether that was morally correct or not.

Kent only nodded, desperate for his release.

"See? That was easy." Lex picked up his pace, rubbing his dick off with one hand while the other gathered a tissue from the box on the table.

"L-Lex... ah...!" Clark came on the tissue Luthor held over his cock, not able to keep his hands behind himself. He propped himself on the table, trapping Lex between his arms as he breathed deeply.

"That's it... good job." Luthor reluctantly offered, not used to praise anyone ever... but he gave it a try.

"I'll give you information about Superman if you give me more information about your company." Clark boldly stated, still regaining his breath while putting himself inside his trousers.

"That was not the deal we made." Lex stayed still, only moving to throw the sticky tissue in a bin close by.

"With all due respect, sir... but I did suck your cock." Kent had that grin on his face again, the one Lex couldn't resist.

Luthor thought for a few moments, and the other man's proposal didn't seem half as bad as the other options he had thought of. If the journalist was willingly giving information, Lex could definitely think of something to retribute.

"Fine... but don't get used to me being this nice." Said the CEO, fixing Clark's tie.

"I won't." The brunette leaned in for a kiss, which Lex accepted.

This time, the kiss was slow and calculated. Luthor knew that it was all a power game, but he was more than willing to play it to win.

After they finished their wine, Clark said his goodbyes and left, leaving Lex to his own thoughts. Maybe he could live with another interview or two... all for the information, of course.

He didn't want to admit it to himself, but Luthor enjoyed himself way too much in the presence of the journalist. It reminded him of his power, made him feel mighty.

And one day, maybe, he could finally let go of such power... letting Clark completely take over him. But that was a thought he didn't let himself have yet.

At the end of the night, Lex was alone. And for the first time in months, Superman wasn't hunting his dreams.

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i saw this movie today and i clutched the armrest of the chair when they were interacting in the pocket dimension. immediately needed fanfics of them. this is amazing.

when lex put his hand up on the glass against superman’s AND WHEN lex said like “tall dark and martian isn’t my type” then superman said “kryptonian” and AND LEX SAID “same diff” !!?? SAME DIFF??!!!

god no one would’ve died if they had just made out.