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The ABCs of Love	By : Alexandria-T-Hoang Category: Smallville > General Views: 2483 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter K is for Kissed

Chloe pulled his mouth down onto her waiting lips. Her tongue did not hesitate and made quick work of the barriers in between, flicking at his lips until he relented. He tasted of champagne and something stronger, more intoxicating. She moaned into the kiss and when he pushed her away, she took the firmness of his hands on her upper arms as a form of tease and Chloe was completely titillated by it. She didn't waste any time and leaned in again. He seemed weak to her insistence and that was exactly what she'd hoped for.

She walked them backwards, only vaguely aware of where the bed was. When he back hit the edge, she fell back and pulled him with her. His weight was so warm and welcomed, afraid that he might escape, Chloe wrapped her legs around him and locked him in place. He struggled only a moment but couldn't resist her probing kiss.

“Fuck me,” she whispered into his ear and nibbled on the lobe to sweeten the deal. He flipped her over then and touched her body with the roughness of a man in desperate need. She was elated in having caused this primal hunger to match her own. And when he pull her sweater up and left it tangled in her arms, Chloe could only gaze at the creature she'd created. He looked at her, licking his lips as if waiting to eat her up, an act Chloe anticipated.

But instead of feasting on her lush body like she thought he would, Lex very gently kissed her. She sighed happily from his kindness. His hands were particularly rough from hard work, but they were strong, firm, and precise. His mouth was soft and sweet on her breast and Chloe felt as if she were floating. Waves of goosebumps ran through her as his mouth moved to her collarbone and her neck and Chloe felt as if she were someplace else entirely, a warm safe place that glowed with candlelight and indistinct melodies. And before she could float too far away, she heard Lex whisper, “I want you.”

Before Chloe could gag on the cliché that were her thoughts, she opened her eyes too see that it was five thirty in the morning and she was wide awake. The dream was the most erotic she'd had yet and also more sentimental than they usually were. She wasn't really a “Get It Done With” kind of girl, but dreams were her special place to fuck without consequence, without heart break. And that dream felt dangerously close to, dare she think it? Falling in love?

Chloe pushed the thoughts out of her mind as she rose to greet the day. The sky outside was a very dim stale blue that would eventually explode with the glory that were Smallville sunrises. She lingered in the shower, standing under the strong stream with thoughts of last nights dinner zipping into her mind. What happened? Chloe thought as she rubbed her face with hot water.

“You are such a good dancer, Lex,” Alessia had said. She leaned in to talk to him and Lex smiled, thanking her for the compliment. He seemed a little uncomfortable, which made Chloe glad but he wasn't sending her the right signals to send her on her way. She even grabbed his hand and added, “You know what they say about men who are good dancers.”

“Is it the same thing they say about men who have big feet? Because I've heard that idiom and I don't think it actually correlates,” Chloe shot in. She wanted to burst Alessia's bubble but the woman only looked at her with the slightest annoyance. Chloe was pretty, but she was young and reckless, and her brain was bigger than her chest which most men didn't really like. She was intimidating and she knew it. But Alessia was her teacher and she used that title to dominate the table.

“You're very funny, Chloe,” Mirko said to loosen the tension the silence caused between Alessia and Chloe's remark. Chloe smiled at him in thanks. They were in the same boat and he wanted her to know that he was on her side.

“How long have you been dancing?” Alessia asked Lex. The way she said dancing made it sound like she'd said “made love,” and it made Chloe increasing uncomfortable that Alessia was so unabashed that she'd do this in front of Mirko.

“Since my Beautillion, I had a lot of practice at girl's debuts,” Lex admitted and Chloe wondered if she could use this in her interview. Sure, she didn't ask the questions but they were interesting little factoids that she was sure the world would love to know about the mogul.

“I bet you did have a lot of practice,” she said, touching his hand and laughing as if it were the funniest joke in the world. Chloe didn't think it was even a joke to begin with, he was just making a truthful statement. She had to go and dirty it up with her gutter mind. Not that Chloe didn't think about the kinds of practice Lex had. She had to do something to stop her from her embarrassing actions.

“So, Mirko...How long have you two been dancing together?” Chloe asked.

“England, we came together accidentally in the middle of '95,” Mirko replied. The tone of his deep voice softened to caramel as if he were recalling the exact moment of this coming together.

“Yes, accident indeed. He'd had a falling out with his partner at the time. She'd been thoroughly seduced by the last year's champion and had a rendezvous at the exact time they should have been on stage together. I was around and thought I would step in,” She shrugged. “End of story,” Alessia added in a rush.

“Yes,” Mirko agreed in compliance. Chloe felt as if Alessia was skipping over the best parts, although the tryst did sound very juicy. And poor Mirko, Chloe thought, lost his partner to another man. Was it happening to him again? Would Alessia do that to him after knowing that it'd happened to him before?

“I'm full,” Chloe said with a bratty lilt to her voice. She noisily pushed out her chair, making sure to rattle the table, and made her way toward the stairs that would take her to her room. And thus to her present situation of bathing away the night sweats that accumulated from the hot dream she had about Lex Luthor.

Clark was avoiding her at school again. He zipped out of sight at every chance he could get and Lana was acting funny too, catty but still sweet. Chloe couldn't make heads or tails of the situation and was too frustrated from trying to figure it out.

She'd gone through all of her classes in a daze, thinking of all the preparation ahead her. It felt a little like planning a wedding but Chloe had never done such a thing before and couldn't really compare. She'd also been thinking about the interview with Lex.

What bugged the most were her dances, she wanted to get better even more now knowing that Alessia had her sights set on Lex. She knew it was the green-eyed monster and she knew it wasn't fair to Lex to gripe about Alessia's attention when Chloe herself wasn't going to fill the woman's shoes.

“Chloe? Did you have a question?” asked Mr. Turner, her history teacher. Chloe looked at him with wide eyes and shook her head. When she looked around, she saw that the last students were on their way out and the door was closing.

“Sorry,” She squeaked and got her bags to go. She didn't want to stay any longer than she had to. Chloe had to get back to the mansion and finish the interview with Lex so that she could finish the article and get it published in time.

The drive to the mansion in her new car was still a thrill. The little shiny thing could go so fast and smooth. Half way there, Chloe began to list all the questions she wanted to ask Lex. She was sure that if she asked the right questions, she could paint a better portrait of the man. Chloe was always very detailed oriented but this interview was special, not only because it was Lex Freaking Luthor but because it was Lex. And if it was one thing that Chloe loved more than caffeine, it was knowing everything there was to know about her friends.

“Lex?” Chloe called out into the study. She'd busted in with all her usual flair but she expected him to be sitting in his chair waiting for her. He wasn't. He wasn't in his study at all. Chloe pursed her lips and looked around the room, an impish smile captured her lips as she closed the doors behind her. What better way of knowing a man than giving his mancave a thorough inspection?

Chloe started with the things closest to her, his door. It was big and double doors, with a few carvings to make it elegant, a little imposing, but not at all gloomy. Chloe then glanced to the book shelves, fingering the spines and smiling wider. There wasn't a spec of dust on them, on anything in this room for that matter. And why would there be? Chloe thought. Lex loved his things and took very good care of them.

Next were his strange war displays. Little glass cabinets with metal warriors in action poses. A rich boys version of plastic army soldiers that couldn't go into the microwave. Were these his favorite toys? Did he still play with them when he was all alone in his big house? Chloe wondered all these things as she meandered to the liquor. She couldn't tell brandy from rum but she thought she try to smell it it. The amber liquid burned her noise and made her eyes water.

“You're too young for that, Chloe,” Lex said. He grinned when she jumped and nearly dropped the glass stopper. She replaced it and turned around smiling brightly.

“Do you always have to sneak around?” Chloe asked.

“I don't find a need to make a grand entrance like yours when coming into my own study,” he replied. He saw her looking at his war figurines, touching the glass with a delicate hand, a whimsical look on her face. He'd told her two nights ago that he wanted her and he still felt the same way.

“I was looking for you,” Chloe said, taking a step back when Lex took an imposing step forward. “You know, for the interview?” Chloe added.

“I remember,” Lex replied, walking forward. Chloe was scrunched up between a glass case, a book shelf, and an advancing Lex. When he reached out to her, Chloe closed her eyes and tried to calm her wildly beating heart. But when no touch actually came, instead there was music, Chloe opened her eyes. Lex had been reaching for his remote control and was turning on his music and adjusting the volume.

“Are we going to dance?” Chloe asked, recognizing the music to their waltz.

“Yes,” Lex answered simply and took her hand to spin her out from her tight spot and into his waiting arms.

“But what about the interview?” Chloe asked, her feet moving on their own accord without her needing to think about each step.

“We can do both,” Lex stated with a shrug, the only time his frame ever faltered. He moved so easily and led so confidently that Chloe wondered why he didn't want to be a dancer instead of a biologist. “Ask me a question,” Lex added as he glided around his study.

“What do you hope to accomplish in your lifetime?” Chloe asked, wondering if she'd start to feel dizzy, thinking of the questions in her head and remembering all his answers too.

“You're merciless. I was expecting something more along the lines of favorite music or something,” Lex said. Chloe was sure it was his way of stalling so that he could either think of a suitable answer or a way to escape the question.

“Answer the question Lex, it's an easy one compared to the questions I'll ask you later,” Chloe chimed.

“Okay, okay. Of the record, I really want a family,” Lex revealed and looked a little embarrassed. He didn't blush but Chloe thought if she pushed it a little more, he would. The power was intoxicating.

“A family? You, bilionaire Lex Luthor wants a wife and kids,” Chloe verified in a teasing tone. There was a little color on his cheeks and he kept his eyes averted.

“And a dog,” Lex added with a crack of a smile. They both laughed as Lex spun Chloe around.

“You get one more off the record, but anymore than that and this isn't going to be much of an interview!” Chloe warned as Lex spun her back into position. When Lex nodded, Chloe pursed her lips to think of another question.

“What's your guilty pleasure?” Chloe asked, making sure to put a little flirtation into her voice. Men responded well to that particular voice but it was only a very temporary spell she weaved and Lex didn't seem immune, which was a very good thing in Chloe's opinion.

“Hmm,” Lex hummed, his voice involuntarily thick with desire. “I would have to say comic books.” Lex replied with a smirk. The disappointed look on Chloe's face revealed more than she probably intended.

“What's the most money you've ever spent? Ever,” Chloe probed, purposefully ignoring the evil look he gave her.

“Your debut,” Lex admitted without so much as a quirk of an eyebrow, as if it wasn't a big deal.

“Really? How much?” Chloe asked, both horrified and curious.

“Next question,” Lex prompted. He didn't look like he was going to relent, he just pulled her across the floor, smiling like a gentleman.

“Who do you look up to?” Chloe asked. She knew he wasn't going to say his father like most men, or God like others. Chloe had a list of dead warriors that might fit the bill but there were a lot of powerful dead men in history, more than she cared to name.

Before Lex could answer the question, he pulled her close and pushed her back into a deep dip. Being unprepared for it, Chloe hesitated and fell back awkwardly, but upon feeling Lex's arm firmly beneath her, Chloe relaxed a little into it. Lex was looking at her intensely, and to avoid his gaze, Chloe let her head drop back and her eyes fall shut. She felt as if she hung there for a long time and felt on her neck his soft breath like kisses in her dream.

A knock on the door broke Chloe from her trance and she struggled in his arms, tripped herself up and landed with a thud on her butt.

“Sorry to intrude, Sir, but there's a man demanding to see you, Miss Sullivan, by the name of Dieter?” Michael said, looking a little flustered, the same flustered look he'd get when Chloe barged in. Chloe stood up just in time to see the afore mentioned man push through from behind Michael.

“Chloe! It's so good to see you again!” said Dieter with a bright smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

AN: Hey guys! Here's another installment of this story. Please let me know how you're enjoying it.
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