From the Man Who Wants Everything
“Lex,” Clark yelps, “I mean, Luthor,” and then there’s a series of clatters and bangs that make Lex smirk. He clears his throat, deepens his voice, and puts on his best Superman. “What do you want, Luthor?” “Oh, you know,” Lex says in his best airy supervillain falsetto. “It’s been so long. I was thinking we could talk.” “We don’t talk,” Clark says flatly. Lex sighs. “Fine,” he says. “Do you really want me to do this over the Daily Planet tip line?” “Do what?” “I’m staring at some photos of you down at the Metropark, Clark. What the hell are you doing?” It’s clear from the pause that Clark isn’t sure how to answer that. Trying to come up with a suitable lie? “It … isn’t clear from the photos?” he asks, instead. “You’re not gay, Clark!” Lex returns, annoyed. “I’m not?” Clark sounds confused.
Or, I finally finished my post-series Lex POV clubslut Clark fic. Chapter two available now!
Hi everyone! I've finally finished the last chapter! Thank you to @boyfriendgideon & @blarfkey for your help beta-reading, as well as the many, many people who have helped me out or read sections of this that I wasn't sure about while working on it!! Wow, it feels so crazy to be at the end of this fic && I really want to thank everyone for checking it out or leaving a comment!!
