Wolfbreed II
Clark lay comfortably on the couch, head in Lex's lap while his lover petted his hair. They were both still tired. School and work was hard on him, but it was only a fraction of what he knew Lex was doing. Clark was just happy he could at least contribute his blood and keep Lex strong. Smiling down at his lover, Lex sighed happily. He could get a sense of what Clark was thinking, but he also knew it was worth it. Clark was safe, the pack and the world were also safe. Only two clones remained, well, three if you counted Lucas, which Lex didn't. The two Emilys were safe and well and developing better now they were in a normal, loving environment. Lucas was happy as long as he had money. Martha was carrying a clone, but that was different. They knew how to raise a kid with superpowers and would raise him with love, and of course, help from him and Clark. "Bedtime, lover, you have to get up early," Lex said quietly. Clark pouted, but lifted his head. He rubbed his cheek up the length of Lex's torso and nuzzled his lover's neck, whining quietly. Lex's cock tingled in his pants and he growled lightly, sniffing Clark, scenting his arousal. Sliding his hand down Clark's stomach, he worked it under his t-shirt and rubbed smooth skin. Clark twisted into the touch and... his pager went off. "Shit!" Clark gasped. He glanced down, "Shit! Mom's in labour." Lex jumped up and ran to their bedroom to grab an overnight bag they'd packed weeks ago. He slipped on his coat, checked for his wallet and keys and adjusted his erection with a quiet groan. Clark whizzed past him in a blur, then suddenly stopped next to him. "Ready?" Lex asked. "No," Clark whined, nervous and still hard. "Come on, Clark, your Mom needs you," Lex said quietly, "I'll make this up to you later." He tugged hard on Clark's balls through his pants, grimacing at Clark's pained whine. "You'd better," Clark gasped, now softening but still nervous. He swept Lex into his arms and walked out onto the balcony. Looking round briefly, Clark hovered, then took off in the direction of Smallville and his parents. @>*~ Jonathan came and found them in the waiting room hours later. "She's fine," he assured Clark immediately, "Asleep, but fine, and a healthy little brother waiting to see you both, boys." Clark trembled with nerves and gripped Lex's hand tightly. "Take it easy, sweetheart," Lex whispered, "It's going to be great." And I'll take you home and blow you after, he added silently "Lex!" Clark exclaimed shivering in anticipation. "Stop it," Jonathan admonished them with a shake of his head. They followed him out of the waiting room and to a small, private room where Martha lay asleep and a tiny, scrunchy looking, bald baby lay in a crib next to her. He looked up at them curiously, and even though Lex knew babies couldn't focus for a few weeks, he had the distinct impression the child was sizing him up. "Hello, Mini Me," Lex whispered. Clark snickered at him, elbowing him lightly. The baby appeared to smile, showing his gums and gurgling quietly. "Decided on a name yet, Dad?" Clark asked curiously. "Joseph," Jonathan said quietly. Lex sucked in a tiny breath of shock and he ducked his head, touched beyond words. "Oh Dad," Clark gasped, "Thank you." He squeezed Lex's hand gently. "He's so cute." "I was never cute," Lex objected. The baby agreed with a little snort. "Oh great, am I going to have to put up with two of you now?" Clark asked, keeping his face serious. Lex narrowed his eyes at his mate. You do want to have sex later, don't you? he asked silently. Clark blinked widely. "I didn't mean it," he squeaked, lowering his eyes submissively. He whined quietly and Lex growled. To their shock and delight, Joseph piped up with a tiny growl of his own. "Easy pup," Lex murmured, gently stroking Joseph's stomach. Joseph gurgled again, then snuffled quietly and closed his eyes. "He's so tiny," Clark sighed, gently stroking a little fist that was smaller than his thumb. "He'll be okay, right?" "Of course he will," Jonathan said quietly, "He has a loving family to make sure of it." Clark smiled. "Why don't you head home, boys. Clark don't worry about school tomorrow and I'll call you in the morning," Jonathan suggested. "Let's go, love," Lex said quietly, holding out his hand. Clark took it happily and they made their way out. At the door, Clark accidently bumped into a young lady, almost knocking her over. "Oh God, I'm so sorry," Clark gasped, setting her on her feet. "It was my fault," she mumbled, hurrying away. Clark blinked and stared after her. "What is it, love?" Lex asked, frowning curiously. "Nothing," Clark shook his head, "She just seemed familiar for a second." He shrugged, "C'mon, babe, I do believe I was promised a little something at home." Clark leered at his lover. "Not if you call me babe," Lex huffed. Clark laughed and pulled Lex into his arms, kissing him hard, ignoring shocked gasps and whispers. Naughty boy, Lex chuckled inside his head. What? We agreed PDAs were okay, Clark replied, delving deeper into Lex's mouth with his tongue. I meant hand holding and hugging, not full blown tonsil hockey! Lex exclaimed. Clark pulled back and laughed, clutching at Lex. "I love you." Lex sighed and shook his head. "I love you too... sweetheart." Clark's eyes widened as the shocked gasps from Lex's declaration turned to snickers and 'aws' at the endearment. You asshole, Clark gasped, I knew that was your revenge for babe, I knew it! "No," Lex replied with a grin, "That was for Wolfboy, Clark." "Aw, man," Clark sighed, "You mean dire retribution is yet to come?" "Uh huh," Lex murmured with a smug smirk. "Ah shoot." Clark pouted, just remembering not to curse too badly. "Let's go home," Lex whispered, "I'm on a promise, remember?" Clark grinned, "I remember." He grabbed Lex's hand, grinned widely at everyone who was staring at them and dragged his lover away to a place where he could safely fly them home. Lex laughed all the way. @>*~ Clark pushed him straight through the french windows and down onto the couch. Lex laughed again and pulled his lover down on top of him, reaching up to grasp his hair tightly. Clark whined inquiringly, but Lex yanked him down hard, their teeth clacking together with the force of the kiss. They both ignored that in favour of tangling lips and tongues and frantically shredding each other's clothes. Lex slid his hands over bared skin, scratching and pinching lightly, nipping at soft, moist lips until Clark was moaning loudly. "Please, Lex, you promised," Clark gasped, rolling his hips up against Lex suggestively. "Want me to suck you, lover?" Lex murmured, licking and nibbling Clark's jaw and throat before moving lower. "Yes, yes, God, Lex," Clark begged, "Suck me and bite me, babe, please." Lex growled and bit down on the sensitive skin of Clark's stomach, making his lover shriek and jerk against him. Lex licked away two droplets of blood and smiled. "E-evil," Clark gasped. He was twice as hard now and desperate for his lover's touch. "Mmm," Lex replied, letting his voice vibrate against Clark's skin, smiling at the tiny ripple and his lover's shiver. "Lex," Clark whimpered, "Need you, please." Lex grinned and ripped Clark's jeans in half, removing one leg at a time. He sniffed and leaned down, nuzzling his nose along the length of Clark's straining erection. Mouthing the tip through Clark's underwear, Lex could taste the leaking precome and sighed. He shredded the boxers and lapped away the creamy fluid. "God yes," Clark moaned. Gently dipping his tongue into the tip, Lex picked up more flavour and licked eagerly, swirling his tongue round and under his foreskin before swallowing Clark whole. "Fuck!" Clark groaned at the sudden hot, wet suction around his cock. His back arched convulsively, but Lex just kept swallowing all around him, tongue working endlessly. "Bite, bite," Clark urged, "Coming!" Lex shoved his hand down the front of his pants and grabbed his cock, tugging hard. He surged forward, taking Clark's full length down his throat. Swallowing again, Lex let his teeth extend and they sank into Clark's groin. Clark's mouth opened in a silent scream as pain and ecstasy ripped through his body, sending pulses of hot seed down his lover's throat. The combination of salt-bitter come and sweet-tangy blood filled Lex's mouth. Moaning, Lex tugged hard on his cock and shuddered, jerking his climax into his hand. "Mmph," Clark sighed. Lex sucked until he was soft and too sensitive and Clark pushed at him weakly. Lex lifted his head slowly, licking the blood from his lips with a sigh of his own. He leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to Clark's slack mouth. "Love you so much, Clark." Clark blinked, one tiny thing that had been niggling at the back of his mind suddenly becoming clear. "Holy shit!!" Lex sat up in shock. "Pardon me?" He hadn't exactly anticipated that reaction. "Oh my God, Lex, oh my God," Clark exclaimed in horror. "Clark, what?" Lex yelled, completely terrified by Clark's expression, wide-eyed, ghost white and scared. "That woman," Clark turned and grabbed Lex, "That woman I bumped into... it was Helen!" "What?" Lex breathed, feeling himself pale in horror. "Are you sure?" "Yes!" Clark squeaked, scrunching up his face in distress. Lex grabbed his jacket from the floor for his phone and dialled quickly. "Jon, where are you? No, no, go and check on them right now, I'll hold," he said anxiously, trying to soothe Clark with his free hand. The reply was one he'd both dreaded and expected. "Shit. We'll be right there, calm down, Jon." He turned to Clark, "Martha's been sedated and Joseph's gone." "Oh God," Clark groaned, "Oh God, no more, I can't cope with anymore." "Yes, you can," Lex said urgently, "Come on, sweetheart, hold it together. We need to get back there right now." Nodding, Clark sniffed and swallowed hard, forcing himself back under control. Lex blinked when Clark disappeared, still not quite used to his lover's sheer speed. Clark returned a few seconds later, fully dressed, holding a set of clothes for Lex and a damp washcloth. "Thanks love," Lex said quietly, cleaning himself up before changing hurriedly. He was worried, about Joseph and the Kents, what Helen could be up to, but mostly about his mate and the dark, brooding expression in Clark's eyes. "Clark?" he said carefully, holding out his hand. Clark glanced at his lover, knowing he was worrying Lex, but he couldn't help it. This was the last straw. Just when he'd finally thought things would be okay... well he wasn't going to take it. Bad enough that she'd tried to kill Lex before, but to take an innocent baby! He took Lex's hand. "When we find her, I'm going to kill her," he whispered. All sorts of objections flew through Lex's mind but he bit them all back. Clark was totally serious and Lex had a feeling not even he could sway the young man. And if he was truthful, Lex wasn't sure he wanted to. Helen had gone too far, she should have stayed away, been thankful that she was still alive. No, for taking Joseph, the baby both he and Clark regarded as an odd combination of brother and son, she had to die. It was that simple in the end. Having made his decision, Lex met Clark's dark gaze and nodded curtly. "Thank you," Clark whispered, relieved at Lex's acceptance, even though he would have gone through with it without his lover's approval. "Let's go." He tugged Lex into his arms, holding tight for much needed comfort, and flew them back to Smallville General. @>*~ The small hospital was a flurry of chaos. Nurses rushing backwards and forwards, police dotted all around. "Dad," Clark yelled, looking round the maternity ward. "Over here boys," Jonathan waved them over. "Dad," Clark breathed in relief, hugging his father close. "What's happening?" "Your Mom's still out, she was drugged. I was asleep in the waiting room... oh God, Clark how did... Lex, how did you know?" "Clark realized he'd recognised a woman when we left earlier. It was Helen," Lex sighed, "I'm sorry, Jon, I should have kept better tabs on her." "It's not your fault, Lex," Clark said quietly, "How could she know? How could you know she'd know?" Lex frowned. "You're right. How could she have known about this?" "Pete," Clark snarled, "I'll kill him!" "Clark, no!" Lex started, but Clark was already gone. "Shit! Jon, tell the Sheriff we'll be right back, I'm going after him." "Okay," Jonathan nodded. Lex hurried to the exit. As soon as he was out of sight, Lex put his own enhanced speed to use, hoping he'd get there in time. @>*~ "You son of a bitch," Clark yelled, bursting through the window into Pete's room and flinging his former friend against the wall. "Son of a bitch," he gasped again when the nausea hit him. "Me?" Pete groaned, "At least I'm not some alien freak!" He spat at Clark, "You really think I wouldn't have protection after what you did?" "How could you?" Clark gasped, dropping to his knees. "How could I what?" Pete snapped. "Helen... the baby," Clark breathed as he slumped to the floor. Pete smirked. "Nothing to do with me, man. Luthor always said he had insurance though." He laughed and kicked Clark in the stomach. Clark groaned, curling up defensively, pain and sickness racking his body. "Who cares about another freak?" Pete continued. "Where's your bitch anyway? I thought you two were attached at the dick." "Someone's obviously still a virgin," Lex growled, slamming the door open. He took in the scene with a glance and launched himself at Pete, throwing them both out of the window. The landing winded him, but knocked Pete out. Quickly, Lex checked him for kryptonite, finding a large piece around his neck and another in his pocket. Lex growled and threw them aside, smacking Pete hard in his anger. Lex! Clark called him. With a jump he didn't know he had in him, Lex leapt up to the first floor window and back into Pete's room. Clark was still on the floor, whimpering quietly. "Shit, Clark, you couldn't have waited?" Lex muttered. He dropped to his knees and tore his wrist open, immediately putting his bloody arm to Clark's mouth. Clark drank greedily, feeling his strength return, but when Lex pulled his arm away, he whimpered. It wasn't enough. "It's plenty to get you out of here," Lex said quietly, dragging his lover up. They walked to the window and jumped out. "He must have had kryptonite in his room too." Lex pressed his lips together tightly, his heart pounding in relief and anger. Clark nodded. "I'm sorry, Lex," he whispered, realising just how worried his lover had been. "What the hell were you thinking?!" Lex yelled suddenly, glaring at Clark, "We're supposed to be mates, we do these things together, remember?" "I'm sorry," Clark repeated quietly. He lowered his eyes and dropped to his knees, baring his neck with a quiet whine. Lex's nostrils flared and he growled low in his throat, holding onto his human form with a mere thread of control. He slid his hand into Clark's hair, gripping tightly, and wrenched his head back. "Don't apologise, just don't do it again, you got me? You're mine and I will not lose you over something like this, understand?" "I understand," Clark whispered, "Yours." Lex shuddered, anger dissolving into anxiety and a tendril of lust. He bent down, pulling Clark up, and kissed his lover hard, biting into Clark's tongue and sucking on the spurt of blood. Groaning with need, cock pressed tightly against his jeans, Clark tugged at Lex hopefully. Lex knelt down in front of him, pulling him closer with the hand embedded in his hair, his other arm winding round Clark's waist to press their groins together. Lex was as hard as he was and Clark thrust against his lover as Lex continued to devour his mouth hungrily. Lex bit into his own tongue, letting their blood mingle, both of them swallowing as they thrust frantically together. As Clark started to whimper in the back of his throat, Lex groaned, jerking against his mate with the force of his climax.With a soft moan, Clark followed his mate over the edge, coming hard into his pants. Gasping Lex pulled his head back and stared at Clark. "Sorry I scared you," Clark managed, after catching his breath. "I know," Lex said quietly with a nod, "Did I hurt you?" "No," Clark replied, smiling tentatively, "Lex?" "I just," Lex paused, "I was so scared I wouldn't get here in time, Clark." Clark closed his eyes and nodded. "I was scared and angry and I didn't think," he admitted, "I promise, Lex, really, I won't do it again." Lex sighed and pulled his mate close again. "I can't lose you, Clark," he whispered, "It would kill me." "God, you guys make me sick," Pete groaned, rolling away from them. "You should be grateful I didn't kill you," Lex growled, "Not making snide remarks." "Fuck you, Luthor," Pete retorted. Lex just snorted, dismissing Pete from his mind. "Come on, Clark, your parents need us at the hospital." Clark nodded, ignoring his former friend and getting to his feet with his lover. He grimaced at the wet, sticky mess at his crotch. "Stop off at the castle first?" he suggested. "Yeah," Lex agreed. @>*~ It turned out they hadn't been gone more than half an hour and they found Jonathan in Martha's room with the Sheriff. "Clark, Lex," Jonathan sighed in relief, "Everything okay?" "Yes," Lex replied. "What about here?" "We've had the hospital checked," the Sheriff explained, "The baby is definitely not on the premises. Can you tell me what tipped you off?" "When we left earlier, I bumped into someone," Clark said quietly, "It wasn't till a little later that I suddenly realised who it was." "That's when I phoned Jonathan," Lex added. "And who was it?" she asked. "Helen Bryce," Clark said quietly. "You're sure about that?" the Sheriff prompted, "You didn't recognise her straight away and Mr. Luthor didn't recognise her at all?" "I didn't look at her," Lex said with a shrug. "Her hair was straight and blonde and her make up was different so it took me a while, but it was her," Clark insisted, "I'm a hundred percent sure." "Okay, I'll get an APB out," the Sheriff nodded. "Make sure everyone knows Joseph's safety is foremost," Lex said quietly, threat evident in his tone. The Sheriff's eyes narrowed but she nodded. "Just let me do my job this time, Mr. Luthor." Lex didn't reply. If she thought what he'd done for Helen when she'd been kidnapped was bad, she had yet to see him defending his pack, which now consisted of Clark and Joseph, and because of them the Kents, even Jonathan. Once she'd left the room, Jonathan turned to them. "What's the plan?" "I'll get people on it, find out what she's been up to for the last few months," Lex started thoughtfully. "She knew about Joseph somehow, I want to know how." "Maybe she's just trying to get back at you," Jonathan suggested. "Too indirect," Lex shook his head, "Just for revenge anyway. No, I have no doubt that she knows Joseph is special. Any revenge on me is incidental." "Lex, I can't just sit here, can we please go and search?" Clark begged, "She's only got about an hours head start, surely she can't have gone far." "Let me make a couple of phone calls and we'll go together, right?" Lex said firmly. Clark met his lover's gaze briefly, then lowered his eyes, nodding. "Right." Lex slipped out of the room and Clark shifted under his father's inquiring look. "What?" he asked eventually. "What was that about?" Jonathan asked quietly. "We had a... well, not a fight exactly," Clark started. "Did he hurt you?" Jonathan sat up straighter and frowned. "No, Dad, he never hurts me, you know that," Clark sighed, "When I went off to Pete's like that, I scared him that's all." "I'm your father, Clark, I'm not going to stop asking, even if I do like Lex a great deal," Jonathan said quietly. Clark smiled, "You do?" "Do you really think I'd approve of you practically living with him, no matter what the circumstances, if I didn't like him?" "I guess not," Clark realised. He'd always assumed his mother had persuaded his father to accept it. Then he smiled, "You really like him?" "Yes, Clark," Jonathan replied with a sigh and a slightly reluctant smile of his own. Lex walked back into the room. "What?" he asked when both Kent men turned to look at him, Clark grinning widely. "Nothing," Jonathan said almost shortly. Tell you later, Clark said silently. "Okay. I'm ready, Clark, how do you want to do this?" Lex asked. "We'll fly, it'll be quicker, I can scan the area," Clark frowned thoughtfully, "If she's not here, we can head for Metropolis." "Okay, let's go." @>*~