Title: Judico
Author: Annie Oates
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: Lex|Clark
Rating: R
Archive: Ask.
Disclaimers: Not mine, I'm a nasty little law-breaker.
Summery: Lex flexes his pretty words in fantasy and thought.
Timeline: Season 1.
Feedback: Always welcomed.
He held himself so still his skin heated and froze. Such effort the boy put into his static space. Immovable force. He had yet to realize his power. Just that bare taste of mortality, teasing on his lips. And that low, reckless place within begging for it. Every day. Wanting. Needing to die. Just a little bit. Just enough to prove he's alive. Scraping and sliding of skin. Much too hard to fit a fantasy's slender hand. Fist slamming at the apex of his thighs, until what little life he had spilled between his fingers had dried. Dust to dust.
Seraphim beauty, still as the new moon. So quiet Lex thought he could hear Clark's nerves as the tension arced through his body. Clark held himself so tightly his weight scarcely met the cushion of the chair. Hovering, a butterfly's wings for all Lex's eyes could see. So he didn't look with his eyes. They had a connection, beautiful, bereft. He followed it down, into the zephyr before him and found a hurricane, a solar storm. So bright the boy glowed with it. Allowing himself only a smile and a blush. Holding himself back, never touching. Trying so hard to be normal, to whore himself to a society of slag. But this was not a being made for a blind world. No one ever *really* looked at Clark. More for reasons of self-preservation than some judgement of person. Could anyone see him, and not immediately fall so deeply under his spell? A dormant volcano, single file they'd make their pilgrimages to his feet. Away from witnesses, pledge their faith with sidewinder glances and fleeting touches. Then as they passed him, the moment would be lost, and they knew, either condemn him or lose themselves as well.
Condemnation. Lex knew no matter how saccharine his prosaic thoughts, he was still condemned. In thought, if not deed.
Still, there was no reason to let Clark know that.
End.