fajrdrako | Happy birthday, Elle!

Clark settled warmly into Lex's arms. "Elle wanted some slash for her birthday." His naked skin smelled as good as it tasted. Lex felt relaxed and happy. Clark was a little livelier, even now.

"I'm not a writer," complained Lex comfortably.

"No, but we could, you know, demonstrate positions or something."

Lex frowned. "Isn't that what we were just doing?"

"Yes, but we could do it some more!" Clark look triumphant, as if he had just proved a point. Lex ran a finger down his nose, and then cupped his chin with his palm, giving him a kiss on his lips.

"Just for her?"

"Yeah! Well... maybe, just a little bit, for me too. And you."

"I'll think abou -" began Lex, but it was too late. Clark was all over him, demanding and hungry, and in seconds Lex was reduced to groans and whispers.

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