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hackthis_archiveI suspect it’s just me being contrary because I like being contrary, but last night’s SV just made my undead heart go pitter-pat with contentment. Didn’t you see all that Lex-protecting-Adam stuff? What do you mean ‘what are you on’? Dude, Lex was all about protecting his new toy! Have you not read Wraith by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
happyminion & rosenho? Infidel!
Adam is the ultimate Lex Corp invention in the making: concubine, consort & right hand [/delusion]
Truelove obsession never dies; it just gets delayed a little. But this isn’t about that…I think. I’m pretty sure this is just porn. It’s amazing what 0.3 seconds of book packing screen time can do for the starved. [/delusion, for real this time]
Forlalejandra -- and for happyminion and rosenho for unknowing rekindling my Adam/Lex fire. And for oxoniensis, too.
Smallville
The Book Fetishists
Adam is standing in his boxers, smelling the book in his hands, and he’s aroused… At least that’s the way things look from Lex’s vantage point by the library doors. And Lex has a very good view.
Adam’s attention is firmly on the book in his hand, and his back is only partially to Lex since they’re both facing the western-most window.
Half-dressed and with damp hair -- in the middle of the day.
For a brief moment, Lex isn’t quite sure what to make of this scene before him, because he doesn’t keep any sort of erotica or pornography in the general library. Plus, he has always considered himself on the cutting edge of the latest in sexual mores and kinks, but he can only vaguely recall reading about people who were turned on by the smell of paste and binding glue.
Exclesior did have a rather attractive librarian during his third year, but then there was that unfortunate incident with the librarian being found with Lex’s dick down his throat in the Life Sciences section, and Lex doubts the young man was able to pick up another book for quite sometime. More’s the pity.
But Lex is digressing from the scene before him, and unless the cold marble under his bare feet really does excite Adam, or the words on the page are actually from the Kama Sutra, Adam has clearly got some unexplored kinks Lex doesn’t know about.
The exhibitionism is fairly new as well, but Lex has only had Adam in his bed a handful of times, so this could just be something he’s only vaguely hinted at before.
Lex reaches down to adjust himself, before sliding his hands into his pockets, without a second thought for propriety. This is Adam, and he doesn’t require the level of discretion that other people – namely, Clark – do.
And perhaps, the only thing more enticing than Adam standing, half-dressed and half-hard in Lex’s library, is that he’s standing in front of the Plato and Aristotle section.
Lex always took Adam for more of a Voltaire or Rimbaud fanatic. Not that Lex would ever willingly play Verlaine. Unless, perhaps, Clark asked.
Adam’s nose is planted firmly in the book before him though, and it’s not Lex’s imagination that Adam’s fingers are stroking the cover in an enticing fashion. Lex only clears his throat when Adam shifts the book from his right hand to his left and absently scratches at his ass.
“I thought you would be in the music room,” he says, a lazy smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he leans against the doorframe.
Adam glances at him briefly before returning to the book in his hand. “Too cold.”
“Even with the heat on and the fireplace?”
“Too much heat will warp the wood,” Adam says pointedly. “I know how you like to throw around money, but lighting a fire in there would just be stupid.”
When Lex doesn’t immediately respond, Adam lifts his head and finds the smirk playing across Lex’s lips. One sweep of his eyes over Adam’s clothing-challenged form says it all, and Adam makes a snorting noise as he scratches at his chest, leaving long red lines to be highlighted by the sun streaming through the window.
“Maybe later,” Adam says before going back to the book in his hand.
Lex’s smirk threatens to give way to a full-blown smile as he continues to appraise the figure before him. If anything, Adam’s erection is even more prominent now, and Lex isn’t fooled.
He steps into the room, closing the door behind him, and his shoes make hollow noises as he crosses to where Adam stands.
Adam’s concentration is absolutely focused on a book Lex can’t see the cover of, and if Adam notices Lex attempting to corner him in, he makes no sign of yielding his space.
The nape of Adam’s neck is long and graceful, and Lex finds himself tracing the ridges of Adam’s spine with the tips of his fingers. Beautiful. And almost flawless, but not quite.
There’s a small, mouth-sized bruise on Adam’s left shoulderblade, which Lex left there last night, and Adam’s body fits comfortably again his own as Lex slips behind him.
“When I said you should get a job, this wasn’t quite what I meant,” he says, glancing down over Adam’s shoulder at the book in his hand. “Not that I mind having you wandering around in your boxers, but I think it’s distracting the staff.”
Adam’s tenses for several seconds, and Lex can feel the heat radiating from his body. “All paid jobs absorb and degrade the mind.”
“Pleasure in the job put perfection in the work,” Lex replies. “I’m intrigued that you’re reading Aristotle though. I was wondering what had you so fascinated; I always though you would prefer something French.”
“I prefer all kinds of languages,” Adam says, refusing to twitch as Lex’s right hand finds purchase on his waist.
“I never doubted that.” Lex’s fingers splay over warm skin and cotton greedily. “Are you going to tell me exactly what has you so captivated?”
“Just reading,” Adam says as Lex’s hand migrates along the waistband of Adam’s boxers towards his cock.
Lex makes a noncommittal sound. “What text are you reading from?”
Lex’s lips brush against Adam’s neck as his fingers slip under the elastic band and comb through coarse pubic hair. The head of Adam’s cock is slick with pre-come, and Adam’s breathes heavily through his nose as Lex’s fingers stroke and spread the stickiness.
“Nicomachean Ethics,” he grits out as Lex teases the head of his cock. Adam’s voice is labored as though he’s speaking through clenched teeth, and there’s a slightly change in the set-up when Adam shifts the book back to his right hand and uses his left to brace against the window frame in front of him so he can push back against Lex.
Lex’s bark of laughter emerges from somewhere in the back of his throat as he leisurely strokes Adam’s cock. “Aristotle used to teach Alexander, but I don’t think he ever had this sort of effect on him. Maybe he was doing it wrong.”
“Not... necessarily.” Lex’s grip on Adam’s hip tightens as Adam tries to urge him on to faster ministrations, and Adam makes a keening noise as Lex stops stroking and pulls his hand out of Adam’s boxers.
Whatever protestations Adam’s prepared to make are effectively cut off when Lex holds hold his palm up. “Lick me.”
Adam drops the book to grasp at Lex’s wrist, and his tongue feels raspy and wet against Lex’s skin. Lex finds himself smiling against Adam’s neck as he tries to shove Lex’s hand back inside his boxers.
“Impatient,” Lex comments, enjoying stating the obvious as Adam grinds his ass against Lex’s groin.
“Shut up, and get me off,” Adam pants as he pushes his boxers down and wraps both of their hands around his cock.
Adam’s dick is sticky and hot and hard in Lex’s grasp, and between Adam panting into his neck and throwing them off balance to reach back and grab at Lex’s ass, Lex is pretty sure he’s never going to see Aristotle or his library in the same way again.
Dirty, filthy demands fall from Adam’s pretty mouth, and Lex’s thrusts against Adam’s ass become harder and more forceful. The silk of his boxers is not really helping the situation in his trousers, and in his mind, he keeps running through stock reports and photographs of his father and Victoria to keep from coming in his pants.
It’s only when Adam shouts and comes that Lex can breathe again without feeling like a fifteen year-old about to climax without being touched. Adam’s kisses are sharp and demanding as he turns around in Lex's arms, sticky hands insistently yanking at Lex’s clothes.
“All this just for a book?” Lex says as Adam scrabbles at the clasp of his trousers for several seconds.
“It’s not just any book – I like Aristotle. He was a smart man.”
“I’m not disagreeing.” Lex wonders where Adam just produced the condoms in his hand. “Knowledge is power,” he quotes from someone else.
Adam snorts. “It is unbecoming for young men to utter maxims,” he says dismissively.
Lex laughs as Adam fiddles with the buttons on his shirt. “I know a farmer down the road who probably feels rather differently.”
-end-
Has anybody seen serialkarma? I have not heard from her in like many hours and this distresses me. Not just because I tend to suck muchly without her beta skills, but because I want to hash over the O.C. with her, and she’s not around. Nevermind. She's found now.
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lalejandra -- and for happyminion and rosenho for unknowing rekindling my Adam/Lex fire. And for oxoniensis, too.Smallville
Adam is standing in his boxers, smelling the book in his hands, and he’s aroused… At least that’s the way things look from Lex’s vantage point by the library doors. And Lex has a very good view.
Adam’s attention is firmly on the book in his hand, and his back is only partially to Lex since they’re both facing the western-most window.
Half-dressed and with damp hair -- in the middle of the day.
For a brief moment, Lex isn’t quite sure what to make of this scene before him, because he doesn’t keep any sort of erotica or pornography in the general library. Plus, he has always considered himself on the cutting edge of the latest in sexual mores and kinks, but he can only vaguely recall reading about people who were turned on by the smell of paste and binding glue.
Exclesior did have a rather attractive librarian during his third year, but then there was that unfortunate incident with the librarian being found with Lex’s dick down his throat in the Life Sciences section, and Lex doubts the young man was able to pick up another book for quite sometime. More’s the pity.
But Lex is digressing from the scene before him, and unless the cold marble under his bare feet really does excite Adam, or the words on the page are actually from the Kama Sutra, Adam has clearly got some unexplored kinks Lex doesn’t know about.
The exhibitionism is fairly new as well, but Lex has only had Adam in his bed a handful of times, so this could just be something he’s only vaguely hinted at before.
Lex reaches down to adjust himself, before sliding his hands into his pockets, without a second thought for propriety. This is Adam, and he doesn’t require the level of discretion that other people – namely, Clark – do.
And perhaps, the only thing more enticing than Adam standing, half-dressed and half-hard in Lex’s library, is that he’s standing in front of the Plato and Aristotle section.
Lex always took Adam for more of a Voltaire or Rimbaud fanatic. Not that Lex would ever willingly play Verlaine. Unless, perhaps, Clark asked.
Adam’s nose is planted firmly in the book before him though, and it’s not Lex’s imagination that Adam’s fingers are stroking the cover in an enticing fashion. Lex only clears his throat when Adam shifts the book from his right hand to his left and absently scratches at his ass.
“I thought you would be in the music room,” he says, a lazy smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he leans against the doorframe.
Adam glances at him briefly before returning to the book in his hand. “Too cold.”
“Even with the heat on and the fireplace?”
“Too much heat will warp the wood,” Adam says pointedly. “I know how you like to throw around money, but lighting a fire in there would just be stupid.”
When Lex doesn’t immediately respond, Adam lifts his head and finds the smirk playing across Lex’s lips. One sweep of his eyes over Adam’s clothing-challenged form says it all, and Adam makes a snorting noise as he scratches at his chest, leaving long red lines to be highlighted by the sun streaming through the window.
“Maybe later,” Adam says before going back to the book in his hand.
Lex’s smirk threatens to give way to a full-blown smile as he continues to appraise the figure before him. If anything, Adam’s erection is even more prominent now, and Lex isn’t fooled.
He steps into the room, closing the door behind him, and his shoes make hollow noises as he crosses to where Adam stands.
Adam’s concentration is absolutely focused on a book Lex can’t see the cover of, and if Adam notices Lex attempting to corner him in, he makes no sign of yielding his space.
The nape of Adam’s neck is long and graceful, and Lex finds himself tracing the ridges of Adam’s spine with the tips of his fingers. Beautiful. And almost flawless, but not quite.
There’s a small, mouth-sized bruise on Adam’s left shoulderblade, which Lex left there last night, and Adam’s body fits comfortably again his own as Lex slips behind him.
“When I said you should get a job, this wasn’t quite what I meant,” he says, glancing down over Adam’s shoulder at the book in his hand. “Not that I mind having you wandering around in your boxers, but I think it’s distracting the staff.”
Adam’s tenses for several seconds, and Lex can feel the heat radiating from his body. “All paid jobs absorb and degrade the mind.”
“Pleasure in the job put perfection in the work,” Lex replies. “I’m intrigued that you’re reading Aristotle though. I was wondering what had you so fascinated; I always though you would prefer something French.”
“I prefer all kinds of languages,” Adam says, refusing to twitch as Lex’s right hand finds purchase on his waist.
“I never doubted that.” Lex’s fingers splay over warm skin and cotton greedily. “Are you going to tell me exactly what has you so captivated?”
“Just reading,” Adam says as Lex’s hand migrates along the waistband of Adam’s boxers towards his cock.
Lex makes a noncommittal sound. “What text are you reading from?”
Lex’s lips brush against Adam’s neck as his fingers slip under the elastic band and comb through coarse pubic hair. The head of Adam’s cock is slick with pre-come, and Adam’s breathes heavily through his nose as Lex’s fingers stroke and spread the stickiness.
“Nicomachean Ethics,” he grits out as Lex teases the head of his cock. Adam’s voice is labored as though he’s speaking through clenched teeth, and there’s a slightly change in the set-up when Adam shifts the book back to his right hand and uses his left to brace against the window frame in front of him so he can push back against Lex.
Lex’s bark of laughter emerges from somewhere in the back of his throat as he leisurely strokes Adam’s cock. “Aristotle used to teach Alexander, but I don’t think he ever had this sort of effect on him. Maybe he was doing it wrong.”
“Not... necessarily.” Lex’s grip on Adam’s hip tightens as Adam tries to urge him on to faster ministrations, and Adam makes a keening noise as Lex stops stroking and pulls his hand out of Adam’s boxers.
Whatever protestations Adam’s prepared to make are effectively cut off when Lex holds hold his palm up. “Lick me.”
Adam drops the book to grasp at Lex’s wrist, and his tongue feels raspy and wet against Lex’s skin. Lex finds himself smiling against Adam’s neck as he tries to shove Lex’s hand back inside his boxers.
“Impatient,” Lex comments, enjoying stating the obvious as Adam grinds his ass against Lex’s groin.
“Shut up, and get me off,” Adam pants as he pushes his boxers down and wraps both of their hands around his cock.
Adam’s dick is sticky and hot and hard in Lex’s grasp, and between Adam panting into his neck and throwing them off balance to reach back and grab at Lex’s ass, Lex is pretty sure he’s never going to see Aristotle or his library in the same way again.
Dirty, filthy demands fall from Adam’s pretty mouth, and Lex’s thrusts against Adam’s ass become harder and more forceful. The silk of his boxers is not really helping the situation in his trousers, and in his mind, he keeps running through stock reports and photographs of his father and Victoria to keep from coming in his pants.
It’s only when Adam shouts and comes that Lex can breathe again without feeling like a fifteen year-old about to climax without being touched. Adam’s kisses are sharp and demanding as he turns around in Lex's arms, sticky hands insistently yanking at Lex’s clothes.
“All this just for a book?” Lex says as Adam scrabbles at the clasp of his trousers for several seconds.
“It’s not just any book – I like Aristotle. He was a smart man.”
“I’m not disagreeing.” Lex wonders where Adam just produced the condoms in his hand. “Knowledge is power,” he quotes from someone else.
Adam snorts. “It is unbecoming for young men to utter maxims,” he says dismissively.
Lex laughs as Adam fiddles with the buttons on his shirt. “I know a farmer down the road who probably feels rather differently.”
-end-
serialkarma? I have not heard from her in like many hours and this distresses me. Not just because I tend to suck muchly without her beta skills, but because I want to hash over the O.C. with her, and she’s not around.
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Date: 2004-02-26 08:45 pm (UTC)This was oh so aptly named. And HOT. Hot hot hot, yo.
Plus, he has always considered himself on the cutting edge of the latest in sexual mores and kinks, but he can only vaguely recall reading about people who were turned on by the smell of paste and binding glue.
Lex has not hung out with people in publishing enough, clearly.
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Date: 2004-02-26 10:24 pm (UTC)*laughs*
Are y'all having hot, kinky sex between printings and bindings? Well, I suppose they're called bindings for a reason, huh?
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Date: 2004-02-26 08:50 pm (UTC)Okay, see, you had me at the first line. You had me at the first line, literally, in a most literal sense, whua, and you kept me for the whole thing. I *love* the way they talk to each other, I *love* the sensuality of the books, and I love the effect they have on each other- aroused, overly interested disdain that's complicated and messy, just like them. Whua, whua, whua! I'm sorry I'm not more coherent, but this was really hot, and welcome to the room with my big red button; you jumped all up and down all over it, so I reckon you should have a key. Thank you for sharing!!
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Date: 2004-02-26 10:29 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-02-27 12:17 am (UTC)Such a very hot story you wrote! Yay for books and eroticism.
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Date: 2004-02-27 06:00 pm (UTC)Exactly! That's all that entire episode was for -- setting up the last ten minutes.
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Date: 2004-02-28 12:28 am (UTC)This is the one explanation that makes what comes before the last 10 minutes almost palatable. ;)
Delicious story!
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Date: 2004-02-27 12:45 am (UTC)Lex always took Adam for more of a Voltaire or Rimbaud fanatic. Not that Lex would ever willingly play Verlaine. Unless, perhaps, Clark asked.
OH.
MY.
GOD.
*DIES*
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Date: 2004-02-27 06:01 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-02-27 12:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-27 11:17 am (UTC)Lex as Verlaine and Clark (or Adam) as Rimbaud is seriously scary. And shouldn't be hot. But it is. Hmm, Lex into a bit of role-playing in his sex life. So much potential there.
Such sharp writing. The picture is there instantly, and such a lustful picture it is too. And I love that they're discussing Aristotle in the middle of sex: moments like that, and the fact that they're so right for Lex, are among the top reasons I love this show so much.
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Date: 2004-02-27 06:02 pm (UTC)Delusional juice is very remniscent of champagne. Personally I can't drink too much, you know?
Such sharp writing. The picture is there instantly, and such a lustful picture it is too. And I love that they're discussing Aristotle in the middle of sex: moments like that, and the fact that they're so right for Lex, are among the top reasons I love this show so much.
I'm so pleased you enjoyed this so much. Yay!
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Date: 2004-02-27 09:47 pm (UTC)Joining you in the happiest of all delusions because Adam is the best type of Luthorcorp project - one that caters to the sexual whims of one Lex Luthor.
Adam glances at him briefly before returning to the book in his hand. “Too cold.”
That sounds so 'Adam'! This was wonderful and the best way to end the week!
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Date: 2004-02-27 11:45 pm (UTC)And really isn't that what all LuthorCorp/LeXcorp projects are about? Making things grow.