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There wasn't much that Lex was unprepared for. He planned for many events that took place in his business as well as his life. It was favorable to always stay three steps ahead; however, there were some things in life that even Lex couldn't prepare for.
It was a Friday night, and Lex was working in his home office, finishing up some last-minute documents. He usually didn't work from home, but considering how well LuthorCorp was running, he figured he deserved a day off from mind-numbing meetings.
Lex lifted his eyes from his laptop after hearing footsteps approach the room. In front of him was Clark, dressed in a shirt sporting his high school and shorts that seemed a size too small for him. Before he could truly drink in the sight, he noticed he kept a hand behind his back.
"What's wrong?" Lex spoke, breaking the silence as his eyes fell back to his screen.
"What do you mean?" Clark asked as he fiddled with his glasses, a tell that Lex had picked up on even before they started dating. He wanted to ask him something.
"There's clearly something on your mind, love. Spit it out or forever hold your peace." Lex caught the hesitation in his voice as he started speaking.
"I… I found your books." Short, sweet, not enough information.
"Books?" Lex echoed in confusion. He read a lot and owned all that he read. His boyfriend could be referencing anything.
Clark finally revealed the hand behind his back, which held three novels. Three books that were a part of Lex's long-forgotten alien erotic collection. He could have sworn they were well hidden in his library, but who knew what Clark got up to when Lex was busy with work.
"Oh… those books," Lex drawled as he finally gave Clark his full undivided attention.
"Yes. Why do you have so many… I could barely look through all of them." He gave Clark a shrug.
"Does it bother you?"
"Slightly.. I mean. I can't shake this feeling that— I just. Does this have anything to do with Superman?"
Well, shit.
He wasn't expecting him to be so blunt about it. He thought he would at least beat around the bush a little longer before coming directly at him with a claim like that. Lex cleared his throat as he responded.
"Yes. But not in the way you're thinking. It was part of my early research stages. Anything I could get my hands on was helpful—I wanted to think outside the box. Where best then science fiction novels." It was true. He thought that his factual approach to an alien might limit him from better understanding that super freak. Lex went through great lengths to figure him out piece by piece; he wouldn't limit himself to any knowledge.
"I think you're being a little too formal about this. This is porn," Clark exclaimed, hitting the cover book for extra emphasis.
"While it is mostly marketed that way, you'd be surprised to know they add a great deal of detail about potential alien environments and habits," Lex explained, sitting back in his chair and crossing his fingers. "Are you upset?"
Clark sighed, "No."
"Then why are you still standing there like that?" His boyfriend's shoulders were slumped more than usual, his large frame nearly doubled over. His body always spoke for him.
"I don't know." Lex rolled his eyes.
"It's okay to be bothered by it, you know. It isn't the most ideal thing to stumble upon." The CEO rolled his chair back before calling him over with his finger.
"Come here," he murmured. Slowly but surely, the hunk of a man made his way behind Lex's desk and sat up on it. Lex scooted forward again, taking the books from his hands and holding them instead.
"If it makes you feel better," he started, slowly rubbing his palm with his thumb, "I am no longer reading alien erotica." Clark let out a small laugh that made Lex smirk.
"But you still read erotic novels?"
"From time to time, yes. There are some authors I've grown quite fond of for their style," he admitted.
"I don't get the appeal," Clark muttered.
"You don't get the appeal because you're jealous."
"So what if I am?" Lex placed his other hand on his exposed thigh, snaking a fingertip or two underneath the shorts.
"I'll help you fuck it out of your system if it helps." Clark raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"W-What?"
"Or not. I'll do anything to get this ridiculous frown off your face." He brought Clark's hand up to his lips and pressed a kiss to it.
"I'm not frowning."
"Frowning, glowering, whatever you want to call it. I don't want you to worry yourself over this."
Clark shook his head.
"It's honestly stupid. I'm fine. Promise."
Lex was relieved to hear that he wasn't upset, but couldn't get rid of the smirk that crept onto his face.
"What?" Clark questioned.
"You're cute when you're jealous. You get all whiny and pouty."
Clark's cheeks turned a light shade of pink.
"Oh, shut up."
"Make me." Clark leaned down and pressed his lips against Lex, who happily melted into it. Clark pulled away moments after, groaning.
"Oh, buzz off. You wanted me to kiss you."
"Obviously," Lex laughed, stroking his hand again. "Do you feel better?"
"Yes. Of course. I just… I don't know. Jealousy or whatever took over for a moment," he said as he used air quotes around 'jealousy.'
Lex patted his thigh in a comforting manner.
"You know… how about you read one of the novels that sounds interesting to you. Pick a scene that you like, and then we can recreate it tonight."
"Last time I checked, we're not aliens," Clark choked out, his face darkening to a crimson.
"We'll worry about that when we get there. For now, you should get to reading while I finish up the last of this report. Sound good?"
Clark sat in silence as Lex watched him think it over.
"Fine."
Lex smiled, handing over the books again as Clark got up to leave. As he did, Lex playfully smacked his butt while he was walking away.
"I love you," Lex hummed as he watched him leave.
"I love you too," Clark replied, his eyes focused on the books in his hand.