lex gave a very intimate and detailed description of him overhearing two other inmates next to him having the hottest, dirtiest, gayest, prison sex ever and how it annoyed him. what he didn't tell daddy ricky (or as y'all may know him, rick flag sr.) is about the nights he got lonely and cold and started fiending for the chance to be bent over by Big Blue himself and pleasured himself to the sounds of his fellow inmates making the best of their bad situation. How do I know this? I know this to be true because James Gunn beamed this canon directly into my brain while I sat in that IMAX theater and watched Lex delicately touch Clark’s hand through the torture prison glass box.
Stranded on Earth-3, Danny becomes a vigilante. While helping citizens, he pranks Ultraman, Owlman, and Superwoman by phasing into their bases, rearranging their weapons, and replacing their propaganda with ghost memes.
The people see him as a hero, which undermines the Syndicate’s “fear-based” rule further. As they try to fight him and lose, they realize he can't arrest them. He knew that, too. However, Alexander Luthor saw this as an opportunity to find a prison that would take them in if the new hero could just defeat them.
Warnings: Smut! MDNI! (18+) Unprotected sex, Oral (M&F rec), threesome (MMF), just general messiness, Clark is submissive mess at points, he also begs- a lot, fingering, dirty talk, double penetration, cum-swapping, Lex is an asshole but we kinda dig it, good girl mentions, eating out, swearing. Not proofread!
A.N: PUREEEEEEEE FILTHHHHHHHHH
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You were sick and tired of his pouting and his anger.
You were sick and tired of him not giving you any attention.
You were sick and tired of his dedication to another man and not you.
“Lex?” You called out “Baby, take some time to relax a little,” you told him while you began massaging his shoulders. He didn’t shrug you off this time, like he had done so earlier during an intense round of tracking Superman- his way of almost telling you that he was sorry without saying the words. The knots built up in his muscles slowly melting under your touch. You went up on your tiptoes, bringing your lips to his ear “You wanna release some of this tension?” He glanced back a little, one eye remaining on the team in front of him.
“How?” He asked, almost as if it was an inconvenience, a faint groan leaving his throat when you rubbed a particularly annoying ache from his shoulders.
“I’m not wearing underwear…” you suggestively said, playfully biting his earlobe just to emphasise your eagerness for him. “You can fuck it out. On me. Always.” You whispered. “Just not here in front of your minions.” That was your only request.
“If anyone needs me I’ll be in my office.” He told them all, turning around and clutching your hands tightly in his. “No one disturb me.” He bit out his warning.
Lex practically tossed you into his office and commanded you to bend over his desk. You happily went along with his demands, you were just glad to you have him. Even if it was just like this. Even if it was briefly. You had reached past the point of caring today. You just knew he needed this and you needed him.
Lex hiked up your dress, the air-con hitting your thighs before his hands caressed them. The sound of his zipper being forcefully pulled down made you spread your legs a little wider, Lex smirked at that.
Your eyes were transfixed on the glass panes in front of you, the city buildings cascading shadows to the streets below as the sun was being pulled towards the horizon.
There was no warning. No foreplay. No nothing.
Just Lex forcing himself into your pussy with as much thrust and might he could muster. He growled, ripped from the back of his throat as bubbles of spit foamed between the row of teeth he sunk into his bottom lip.
You gripped onto the end of his desk with both hands, moans drifting from your lips to his ears. He didn’t say anything. He just did what you said he could do- Fuck it out with you. Lex gripped onto your hips as he mercilessly thrusted in and out of you, your cries of his name between curses and the desk scraping only encouraging him on.
Your air-con kissed thighs were now being warmed by ribbons of cum as he pulled out and finished off on you. Fast and with a purpose. He placed his hands flat on either side of you on the desk as he caught his composure.
“Finish yourself off and clean up. I need to get back.” His voice was tight as he stood up and zipped up his trousers again, letting out a deep huff of satisfied air from his chest as he walked to the door. He hesitated when he looked back at you, his hand was on the door as yours moved to touch yourself, doing what he asked, still spread out on his desk. “I needed that. Thank you.”
He almost sounded sincere.
—•—
You walked into Lex’s office the next day and found him hunched over on the sofa by the far corner of the room with his head in his hands.
“What’s the matter?” You asked and knelt by his knees, placing your chin on his right one and sending him a gaze you knew he would kill someone for.
He looked at you between his fingers. “Long day,” he sighed, his voice faltering until he remembered what you had offered him before. “Blow me.” You blinked and he sat back. “You heard me Y/N. Get on your knees and put my fucking dick in your mouth.” His dominant dark tone made you smirk. But you could be just as demanding and powerful as he was.
You were obliging for now, just, he was under a lot of stress and pressure after all. But you were still a woman with needs.
“And just what’s in it for me…?” You asked.
“Happy me?”
“And?”
“Fuck I don’t know? You wanna bounce on it too?” He almost sounded exasperated. But deep down he also hoped for that.
“Ding ding ding, we have a winner.”
You moved to between his legs and he helped you with his pants, Lex briefly cupping your cheek before you took his cock in your mouth. He let out a loud, shuddering groan as the warmth from your mouth spread throughout his body like a wildfire. “Fuck,” he hummed as your mouth engulfed him whole before teasing him with the tip of your tongue over his length, pre-cum already seeping from him.
You knew the power you possessed over the man.
A power that almost terrified him.
More power in your pinky than Superman had his entire body.
You carried on sucking him off, his grip tightening on the sofa, “I’ll cum inside your pussy! I’ll cum inside you!” Lex quickly panted out, almost panicked at how quickly you drew his orgasm from his body.
“You’ll do both.”
Your words weren’t delivered in the sweet, almost mewing tone he had become accustomed to. It caused his body to shake. But this was how it worked between you both. The play of power was often tossed back and forth between you both, the labels people placed on you both tossed around even more. He eventually burst, trembling as he spilled out on the back of your throat with loud groans leaving his mouth.
He caught his breath before it caught in his throat when he witnessed you stripping off in front of him as he remained mostly clothed, aside from his cock still standing to attention for you.
You sunk down on his cock, your soaking pussy swallowing him just as well as your mouth did. “I don’t know if I can again.” Lex struggled to breathe, but his hands still worked however, roaming every inch of your body before they landed on your ass.
“You can and you will.” That tone again.
He moaned your name as you fucked him, catching his lips every so often. At one point you actually felt him smile against your skin. “F-fuck! FUCK!” He screamed “I can’t, Y/N!”
You ignored him as you continued bouncing up and down on his throbbing cock, his arms wrapping around you tightly as if that would ease the bubble of pleasure building inside him. “Shit, Lex, I’m gonna cum!” You stopped bouncing, he carried on by bucking his hips and saw you both through another orgasm for him and your own.
You fell limp against his body, a wild and untameable giggle leaving your throat. Lex took deep breaths, his cum still spilling from the space between both your bodies as he kissed over your bare shoulder. More tension released from his body which he was thankful for. Thankful for you.
Not that he’d ever tell you.
He had to maintain his stony, hardened persona he spent years building.
There had been moments where he found himself slipping, where he’d remain with a smile on his face long after you left the room, or when you gave him what he didn’t even know he needed.
Like you knew him better than he knew himself.
Just then, he caught a flash of blue and red going past the windows. Lex threw you off his body and you let out a surprise yelp as he tossed you to the side and adjusted himself. “EYES ON THE SKY!” He yelled with venomous undertone to his team.
You watched as he left, anger causing your features to twist. With a huff you gathered your clothes, the only memory of him was now running down your inner thigh. You knew deep in your soul no matter how much you gave him and let him take, no matter how many times he released his tension on you or in you it would never be enough.
He needed something else to satisfy his needs.
You looked out to the sky, seeing the man in blue and red dart through the sky.
He needed someone else to satisfy his needs.
You needed Superman.
—•—
You stood outside your secluded house on the outskirts of the suburbs one evening, it was late, there was a chill in the air.
Letting out a sigh with the wind before clearing your throat, you let out a bloodcurdling shriek, crying out for the superhuman to save you over and over. Part of you wasn’t acting- you really did need him to save you and finally get the gratification you- and you supposed Lex- deserved.
You heard whirring in the air almost like a sonic boom as the sound of the clocks in the city chiming it was 11pm. He had heard you.
You fell to the ground.
He arrived.
“Ma’am? Are you okay?” You almost melted at his concerned tone. Lex would never be that soft or gentle speaking to you.
You felt him get closer, the heat from his body sent chills down your spine as you discreetly grabbed the chloroform soaked cloth that was in your pocket. When he bent down and held both your arms in his hands, that’s when you struck.
—•—
Lex could be doing without going to yours at one in the morning, after working late trying to find Superman again after he suddenly vanished from the grid took a toll on him that evening.
But he thought if he couldn’t have Superman, he could have you. A fuck would satisfy him enough until morning before he started the search again.
“Y/N?” He called out whist entering your home. Modern. Sleek. Refined. Eye-wateringly expensive. Jaw-dropping. Much like yourself with all aspects of your life.
You had met by chance one day over discussions in quantum physics, your brains and your beauty were a lethal mix and he had you by his side ever since. Lex knew you could leave anytime, you were popular in the public eye and smart beyond belief. You were just as powerful as him- he thought even more so. He often wondered what you were doing with him.
That’s what made his heart flutter more than anything.
“Lex, baby!” You were far too excited for his tiredness to cope with. “Hi, how was your day?”
His eyes roamed up and down your frame, a black silk robe that showed just enough skin and the lingerie you wore for him underneath made him lick his lips. “Okay. Not great. A little better now.” He smirked and walked towards you.
“Oh my poor Lex,” you cooed with your bottom lip pouted out. Before he could kiss you, you pulled back, causing him to blink in surprise and his chest creating a pain he had never felt before. “Not just yet. I have a present for you…” the wicked grin on your lips and the motioning for him to follow you to the bedroom made him think this was some sort of game you wanted to play. Some weird foreplay fantasy you wanted to act out.
He went with it, almost begrudgingly, into your dark room. “Y/N?” His eyes tried hard to adjust before the lamp went on with the snap of your fingers.
Lex fell to his knees at the sight before him.
You casually perched on Superman’s lap, scantily clad in the laciest lingerie set you owned, arm lazily draped over his shoulder and his entire body bound to a chair.
“Surprise!” You grinned. Lex couldn’t say a single word.
Faint, groggy groans left his mouth as Superman came to from his chloroform haze. “W-what..what’s going on…?” He asked, blinking the haze from his eyes before they went wide at the sight of you on him. “Wai-wait you’re-,” his head snapped to Lex who was still in his knees with a trembling lip. “And he’s-,” his head snapped back to you “What?!”
“Well,” you booped his nose and he jolted, trying to undo the restraints. You remained unfazed sitting on him. “I’ll tell you what’s going on, Superman.” You motioned to Lex with a forced nod “He’s too obsessed with you to give me a good old fashioned dicking down. Part of me was okay to a point with that but for god sake- I love being fucked and have needs! As selfish as that may be…” you narrowed your eyes at him and Lex gulped, receiving an almost disappointed look from Superman. “So that’s where you come in.” He snapped his head to you “Because he’s just as needy as me. And he needs you.”
Lex stood up, almost stumbling forward “N-no! No Y/N, you don’t know what this means! I can finally-”
You cut him off with a stern glare “Ah ah none of this shit, Lex.” You warned. “Just fucking.” Your voice was conniving and convincing. “You both either have to fight or fuck. Tonight is the latter.” You told them both, neither of them having much of a choice thanks to your dominating commands. “Besides. I need satisfaction too and you are easy on the eyes.” You winked at the man bound on your chair.
“B-but you’re mine…” Lex breathed out.
You let out a snort of laughter, shaking your head. “Lex, baby, you know I don’t belong to anyone.”
He swallowed hard. He knew you were right.
“Don’t I get a say in this?!” Clark yelped, finding himself in a completely unknown predicament. Completely flattered and turned on predicament- but that was beside the point.
You hummed, mock thinking before forcing a smile on your face.
“No.”
“I suppose I can put my life outside these walls to the side for an evening.” Clark quietly said, his strong voice almost breaking as he eyed your lace kissed body before glancing up to Lex and noticing a bulge forming in his trousers. “Can you?”
“I can.”
You stood up from Superman’s lap clapping your hands together with one sharp sound.
“Well then, let’s get started, shall we?” You grinned.
“Let’s.” Lex licked his lips.
“Where do you want to begin Lex?” He raised a brow at you “He’s your toy. What do you want from him?”
Lex didn’t miss a beat. “I want you to straddle him, still bound, and kiss him while I watch.” His voice was dark, Clark had goosebumps running up his arms. You and the superhero locked eyes with one another before looking back to Lex.
You nodded “Whatever you want, baby, he’s your play date after all.” Play date. Lex almost came at the thought. “Let’s have a safe word- just incase.”
“Kryptonite.”
Clark swallowed hard at Lex’s ever darkening tone and demeanour as his biggest weakness left his lips. He had a feeling that after you both had your way with him- that weakness would change.
You laughed wildly at his choice as you straddled the hero and leaned forward, your lips capturing his. He was hesitant at first, lips frozen in place. But you slowly melted him down the deeper the kiss became, he started to let himself go but still kept his wits about him. Your fingers ran through his curls as your body began to grind on him. “He tastes like cherries, Lex.” You murmured.
“Keep going, keep kissing him. Use your tongue.” He commanded as his hand rested on his cock and palmed himself through his trousers. Clark caught him out the corner of his eye and moaned into your mouth. Both his tongue and your own fighting for dominance. When he bit your lip you pulled back with a gasp and pulled his head back by the hair, causing him to moan and allowing you to spit into his mouth when his lips parted. He happily swallowed. Lex finally got it out his pants at the sight and touched himself, unbuttoning his shirt at the same time.
“You want him to help you out baby?” You asked with a honeyed tone, Lex nodded his head and you smirked standing up from Superman and pushing back the chair he was on until he was almost vertical. “Open wide for him, space boy.”
Clark did just that, Lex’s body trembling with a mix of fear and excitement as he brought the tip of his cock to Clark’s lips. Lex looked at you for encouragement which you gave him with a nod of your head.
You fell to your knees watching Lex’s face contort with instant pleasure, a pool of wetness almost dripping onto your bedroom floor at the sight. Your hands shakily, and ferociously, clawed off the distinctive blue and red lower half of Superman’s suit, Clark moaned at the sensation, a ricocheting effect swarmed Lex’s body at the gentle vibration. “Fuck, look at me while your mouth fucks me.” Lex spat at the man, almost becoming undone at the sight of the tip of his cock creating a bulge in the hero’s throat.
You smirked watching him lavish and lap up every second he had of you both. At the power he possessed over the man with the ‘S’ on his chest. Lex looked down further to you when he heard a soft gasp leave your mouth. “Holy…shit.” Your eyes glanced up to Lex. “Super in many ways…” your eyebrow raised “Supersized that is.” A faint laugh of disbelief left your throat at the size of him. Roughly on par with Lex but oh so different too.
“You better moan like you’ve never moaned in your damn life for her.” Lex demanded that from him, the superhuman eyes forming a tear in the corner of them as he felt your mouth around his cock. Clark squeezed his eyes shut and did just what Lex asked, a tear of pure, unfiltered pleasure streaming down his cheek. A strained, muffled scream left Clark’s throat as you increased your pace and introduced your hand to the mix. A string of swears leaving Lex’s throat as he came watching you pleasuring his greatest enemy while his greatest enemy was pleasuring him. Clark choked on the hot spurts that painted his tongue, Lex pulling out in just enough time to paint his face and lips too.
Lex cleared his throat, a command without saying anything. You stood up, Clark whining at loss of sensation. Lex placed a firm grip on his jaw- Clark suspected he would see his fingerprints there for at least a week- to hold his head in place as you used the top of your tongue to clean what was left of him from the hero. “Can I?” You batted your eyes at Lex, Clark’s brows furrowing slightly. But you and Lex had a secret language only the two of you would ever understand- and he heard your request loud and clear.
You didn’t even bother wasting the two seconds it would have taken you to remove your underwear, merely pushing it to the side as you straddled Superman again, this time sitting on his cock that was desperate for a release. “O-oh, oh god,” he took deep inhales and fewer exhales feeling your tight pussy perfectly moulding around him. “I need to touch you.”
Lex, as his breathing just about steadied, features tightened at his words. “No funny business,” he told him as he removed his unbuttoned shirt, Clark frantically nodding. He knew better than that and he knew better than to run away when he was balls deep in someone as gorgeous as you. Lex gingerly untied his bounds and Clark’s arms flew around your waist the second he had the chance, standing up while keeping himself inside you.
“You feel so good,” Clark practically blubbered “So, so good.”
Your moans were sporadic between his harsh thrusts, you reached a shaking hand out to Lex who gently held it and brought your knuckles to his lips. “Fuck! Lex! He’s just as desperate as you!” You giggled, Clark taking your words almost personally and in return taking it out roughly on your pussy.
“Oh,” Lex stood behind the man with a smirk, hands resting on his muscular, suit clad shoulders “I can tell.” Lex kissed Clark’s neck before sinking his teeth into it, biting on him like he was his personal chew toy. The hero yelped in both pain and pleasure. “Don’t you dare cum in her just yet.” He bit him again. “Y/N baby, show him how tight that pussy can get when you cum.” You nodded with a moan, your back arching while Clark fucked you, skilfully and gently holding you. His grip was so much softer than Lex’s. “How perfect is she? That’s my pussy. Anytime. Anywhere. All mine.” His voice gritted out, jealousy seeping into Clark’s bones at Lex’s words.
“Sh-sh-shit!” You trembled, not just your voice but your entire body experiencing an earthquake thanks to the man holding you. You gripped his hair tightly, resting your chin on his shoulder. “Lex! LEX!” You screamed the other man’s name while Clark fucked you, only causing him to be even rougher. Lex kissed you, wildly, he never thought in a million years he’d experience something like this. He felt high, feverish, like this was oxygen. He wondered how he’d breathe again when this all came to an end.
You screamed at Lex as an orgasm ripped through your body, the villainous figure laughing at the sight. Clark continued, wanting…needing…his own. Wanting to spill everything he had inside you as thanks for concocting the idea.
But you moved your leg and fell back onto your bed. Clark was on the verge of sobbing, his cock about to explode at the next touch he experienced, even if it was just a graze. “No.” You breathed out, barely even getting that word out. Lex sat next to your sprayed out figure. “No because you’re gonna beg for him.” You all but snarled, Lex hand a faint tinge of red on his cheeks from blushing at your command. You demanded for his pleasure from a man who had tormented him. “You’re gonna feel what it’s like to beg for Lex Luthor. You’re gonna get on your knees and beg for a sweet release from him.”
Maybe you had resent for just a second, maybe you just wanted someone else to know the same feeling that lingered in your bones every now and then when Lex left you desperate and dripping.
Maybe you just wanted Lex to have a little more ego- if that was even possible.
Lex snapped his fingers for to you to sit up, you did just that, he undid your bra and Clark watched as he got to touch your perfect chest and pepper kisses down your neck. He would have killed him for that opportunity. “You heard my lady, on your knees.”
Clark fell to the floor, ripping his top from his chest, almost as a plea. A plea that he was happy to do anything as long as he had the chance to adorn you both in white ribbons of cum and tension that was building within him.
“Please.”
He listened as you moaned under Lex’s touch, how one hand played with your nipple as the other played with your pussy.
“Please.”
“Not good enough.” Lex spat, bringing his fingers you had soaked to both his and your mouth while your eyes were locked on Clark’s. “Tastes like fucking heaven.”
Clark crawled forward on his knees, you extended a foot out and stopped him by pressing it to his shoulder. He moved his head and feverishly kissed your calf. “Look at him Lex, he worships me…” you teased.
Lex let out a snort “How could he not?” He placed an open kiss to your mouth. “Beg. For. It.”
“Please, please,” he asked with his hands clasped together “Please I wanna cum. I want you to make me cum. Y/N please. Lex please.” Tears were welling in his eyes.
You shared a look with Lex, it was more than good enough. “Open wide for him, Y/N. I suppose he deserves a taste.”
“Maybe if he’s good enough with his mouth on me we’ll let him cum,” you spoke to Lex as if Clark wasn’t in front of you, making him groan. You whisked off your underwear and tossed them over Clark’s face before they fell to the floor, he practically flew to your soaked core and lapped up your wet folds. A groan left your lips while one hand rested on his hair while the other reached for Lex.
He watched you, almost fascinated, at the faces you made. “You’re such lucky, lucky boy.” He said to the hero while looking at you. “Is he good, baby?” You nodded. “Tell me how good.”
“So fucking delightful…but never as good as you.” You sent him a playful wink and he let out a chuckle. “Do you want me to cum?” You had asked Lex, the master of it all asking him for guidance gave him a new wave of a sickening amount of twisted power.
“I want you to soak his face so much that I see it shining in the sky every time he flys past my window.” He darkly whispered before pressing a gentle kiss to your nose.
Clark hummed with sheer satisfaction hearing the sweet noises leaving your mouth. He was sure to be rewarded for his. He wrapped his hands over your hips and brought your pussy to his further into mouth, wanting you as close as possible. He moved his tongue, skilfully starting to fuck you with that and only that. The cry that left your mouth that almost made Lex burst again.
“I can’t…” your words broke into pieces as they left your mouth.
Lex gently gripped your jaw “You can and you will.” He was using the same card that you drew. “I need to see him make you cum again.”
Your eyes twitched along with the rest of your body, Lex watching as the sensations inside you made you jolt like you were being electrocuted. Clark held you down as another orgasm took over you, your wet core becoming more and more sensitive. You were almost certain that your legs wouldn’t work in the morning.
Clark pulled away with a gasp, cautious not to overstimulate you. He wanted to come too after all.
“Now?” He asked Lex with pleading eyes, the kind that could convince him to do anything for someone else for a change.
“Now.” Lex nodded.
Clark almost yelled with joy “How do you want me?” He asked Lex- you could practically see the ego that went to his head in that moment.
He looked at you, angelically lying completely and utterly fucked on the bed. He then looked at the broad, muscular hero still on his knees. “We went to Paris a few months ago.” Lex said, casually slipping off the tongue as effortlessly as he did from the bed. One hand wrapped around his hard cock, giving it a gentle tug and squeeze. “Do you miss the Eiffel Tower, Y/N?” He asked.
A wide grin spread over your face “I sure do, Lex.” He extended a hand to help you up from the mattress. “If only we could recreate it…” you falsely mused while looking at the hero on your bedroom floor.
“With three of us, we can.” Lex also reached a hand to Clark who took it without a moment of hesitation. “You know what,” he let his eyes wander up and down his built frame. “I’ll let you decide what you want to cum in. Don’t say I’m not generous.” You smirked, standing between the two men who were puffing out their chests a little more with each word said. “Mouth or pussy.”
Clark’s mouth opened and closed frantically. The two options almost overwhelmed him.
“I wanna look into her eyes.”
Lex blew a raspberry “I always knew you were a sappy piece of shit.” He lowly laughed, Clark fought hard not to roll his eyes. “Y/N bend over. Do as he wants.”
“Anything for you Superman…” you drawled out as you bent over, Lex harshly spanking your ass causing a yelp to leave your throat at the stinging sensation. “You too, Lex.”
“Good girl.” He growled as he slipped himself inside of you, causing your jaw to drop and allowing Clark to slip inside your gaping mouth. The two men let out strained groans as one took you from the front and the other from behind. “Look into her eyes.” Lex commanded, finding Clark boring into his own.
“Not just yet. I’m looking into yours.” He softly spoke, trying his best not to choke on his words while you choked on his length. Clark didn’t know what compelled him to but he reached out and placed his palm to the back of Lex’s neck and ask him a question that was hidden behind his lips most of the evening. “You wanna see if I taste like cherries?”
Your eyes rolled up to look at them both towering over you, Lex’s gaze dropping to you for a split second and finding you grinning up to him with the bane of his life fucking your mouth. You wanted that just as much as he did.
Clark brought Lex forward as they continued to fuck you and his lips finally met his for the first time. Lex desperately licked him, as much as he wanted to savour the moment, his erratic emotions get the better of him. “Shit, you do.” Lex virtually grumbled and kissed him harder. “You taste like her too. Fucking delicious.”
Clark moaned into his mouth “Can I cum, can I please cum, Lex?” Another tear of pleasure and desperation slipped down his cheek as his thighs shook. Lex bit down and pulled his bottom lip, drawing a groan from his throat.
He nodded “Look into her eyes as you do, you fucking soft sap.” Lex spat. Clark looked down, cupping your cheek with his hand, his eyes meeting yours. They were fully blown, hazy with lust and that’s what sent him over the edge. He stoped thrusting his hips as his cock poured into your mouth all while Lex poured himself into your pussy. You came with a shriek, your body going limp from the two of them. Clark just about managed to catch you in enough time before your body hit the floor.
Lex fell back into the bed where Clark shakily carried you to and softly placed you down on it before laying beside you.
You turned to Lex who silently opened his mouth for you and spat some remnants of Superman mixed with your saliva into his mouth, he hummed tasting him over his tongue. The three of you were a panting mess, sweat scattered over your bodies like stars. But Lex found enough strength to pull one final command from the superhero. “Taste us.” He demanded.
Clark slowly moved his tender, bitten and well fucked body down to your core again, almost crying at the sight of Lex Luthor seeping out of you. Clark pressed his mouth against you again and you almost hit the ceiling. Lex pinned you down, softly hushing you and kissing your forehead. Clark cleaned you up, soft and slowly, savouring the taste of both you and him on his tastebuds.
Clark moved to your side again and pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek. The two men shared a glance as tiredness engulfed you, the tension created now being replaced by another.
Hate.
But Lex was too tired to hate him right now. He’d have enough strength by morning. Clark felt the same and lay on the edge of the bed beside you both, his hand resting on top of Lex’s that was laying on top of your heart.
—•—
You woke up and found Lex softly snoring beside you, the pair of you still naked. You slowly sat up, your muscles aching in the best way possible.
You grabbed your dressing down and stepped out to the patio outside your bedroom where a figure, dressed in blue and red was standing. “Not even a goodbye kiss?” You teased him.
He turned around, a soft smirk gracing his face. “I figured a quiet exit would be best for all of us.”
A low hum left your lungs as you walked towards him, arms crossed over your chest. The pair of you stayed silent for a moment, enjoying the gentle birdsong and the sun rising, welcoming a new day.
“You cause him a lot of stress.” You confided in him, eyes forward and jaw locked. “I don’t like that.” Lex would have surely killed you spilling that secret to his self-confessed arch nemesis.
Clark pursed his lips together, trying to swallow the ball now lodged in his throat that was formed by your words. “He didn’t seem stressed tonight.” He turned to you just as you had to him, a brow raised. “Maybe next time I can cum in your pussy for him?”
Your lips pursed, a smile threatening to bless your face.
“Hmm…” you mulled over his proposition. “A next time you say?”
Clark chuckled, soft, almost as warm as the sun now hitting your face. “I’ll listen out for your screams.” He leaned down and kissed your cheek. “Then we can make you scream some more.”
He flew into the air as effortless as breathing was to you, leaving you alone on the patio. You watched as he disappeared behind a building before returning to bed with Lex. “What time is it?” He grumbled from his slumber.
“Early,” you replied watching him curl up on your lap as you gently stroked his back. “Go back to sleep. I have an interviews and meetings today. You stay in bed.”
—•—
“You’re late…” Perry grumbled as Clark made his way through the Daily Planet bullpen later that morning.
He was trying his best not to limp through it.
His body still ached from the night before, his skin peppered with bruises from the bites and heavy handed fucking. His shirt buttoned right to the top to hide the sins that were gifted to him.
Clark had a stack of papers stuffed between his body and upper arm as he tried his best to catch up with Perry, pushing up his glasses that were falling from the bridge of his nose.
“S-sorry! Traffic was a nightmare and-”
“Save it,” he held his hand up to him. “We don’t have a lot of time. I need these questions answered for the report.”
“S-sure!” Clark took the sheet from him and followed him to one of the interview rooms. “Who is it I’m-”
Perry opened the door, greeting the person on the other side a with an apology and a wide smile for keeping you waiting. Clark almost dropped all the papers at the sight before him.
“Ms. Y/N Y/L/N,” Perry shook your hand and extended another out to the journalist. “Clark Kent.”
You reached your hand out “Clark Kent,” shaking his after he compulsively extended out his own limply and in complete dumbfound. “The pleasure is all mine.”
Clark swallowed hard and nodded, knowing all last night it was. His aches twinged again at the sight of you. The safe word he never dreamed of using now on the tip of his tongue. His mind screaming. ‘Kryptonite. Kryptonite. Kryptonite.’
He was in danger and you were blithely unaware.
You sat back in the chair crossing your legs, that same wicked smirk across your face that he begged for almost causing him to implode.
“You have some questions for me, Clark Kent?” He nodded.
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