Adult-FanFiction.org : Television / Streaming

The ABCs of Love	By : Alexandria-T-Hoang Category: Smallville > General Views: 2483 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Smallville the show and comic book as well as the recognized characters are not mine and I have made no money from these stories.

Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
Chapter B is for Brownies

Lex wasn't in his office, he was in his industrial kitchen reading a dusty tomb with a round man. There were little plates with chocolate samples everywhere on the counter and it smelled delicious. He looked up when she came in and then went back to what he was doing.

When Chloe was close enough, she heard him talking to the other man, probably his personal chef, about a certain recipe from his childhood. Something about chocolate fudge and cream cheese piqued her appetite and made her more proactive in their conversation. Without asking, she picked up a chocolate chunk and munched on it.

“Mm! Whatever you're looking for, it's right here. That's the best brownie I've ever tasted!” Chloe exclaimed and licked her lips. “What are you guys doing?”

“We're trying to find the recipe my mother used for my birthday cakes as a kid,” Lex replied, watching her eying the other cake samples.

“So you're baking every chocolate cake recipe in that book?” Chloe asked, a little excited at that prospect and a little amused at the level of commitment Lex put into the things he searched for.

“What can I say, I'm ruled by sentimentality,” Lex answered. Chloe knew that wasn't true which made her wonder why he was doing such a thing. She caught herself before asking if this had anything to do with her, she shouldn't be so self centered.

“I didn't know you had a sweet tooth. What's the occasion?” Chloe asked instead.

“I'm sponsoring you, Chloe,” Lex replied, distracted, half talking to her, half reading the ingredients that, alone sounded like nothing special, but together would prove to be the perfect marriage.

“Sponsoring me? Like, for a charity walk?” Chloe was confused and she didn't hide it. She also didn't hide her impatience, she wanted his full attention, but she appeased herself with another sample.

“No. You're my debutante, Chloe. I'll be sponsoring your grand entrance to society.” Chloe wished she had it in her to spit the brownie out all over his crisp lavender shirt, but that would be wasteful, and rude. Instead, she made a half choked sound and cleared her throat.

“That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard! Besides, Cl- boys don't care about my status,” Chloe exclaimed, correcting herself and blushing for the obvious mistake. If Lex caught it, he didn't say anything about it. And although she didn't tell Lex that she wanted to do this for Clark, she was sure he knew, everyone knew.

“If you knew what boys wanted, Chloe, why are you here?” Lex asked. His tone was soft but simmering with easily maintained anger. The control he had over his voice also controlled his facial expression but not his eyes. Those blue eyes smacked her and humiliated her and made her feel small and weak. But as quickly as they had come, those mean eyes disappeared and were replaced with regretful shamed eyes.

“Look, I want to open you eyes to other types of men, Chloe. And I want to open their eyes to you,” Lex said with an extra sweet note to his voice. She thought it was his way of apologizing, but it was also his plan. He was going to play her off to the world as upper class when she was proudly working middle class. Not that the upper class didn't work, of course.

“So, what happens? I honestly don't know much about debutantes. I think the last debutante we had in Smallville was Nell and I wasn't even born yet,” Chloe said. Lex sent his chef away then, at which point he smiled and motioned for her to join him on his side of the table.

“I know a few things about debutantes,” Lex answered with innuendo. Chloe couldn't help but cringe at the way his eyes lingered in his memories. She wanted him present, with her. She needed guidance and he assured her he would be of assistance.

“So wait, what are the brownies for? And how does it connect to me being upper class now,” Chloe asked.

“It's for your ball. And it's my favorite,” Lex said as he perused the recipe book again. None of the samples matched what he remembered his mother's brownie cake tasted like and he'd tried all day to recapture it. If only she'd marked the page or something.

“Why are you worried about the brownies? Shouldn't we worry about...I don't know, the boys?” Chloe was worried that Lex might not be as helpful as she anticipated. He seemed a little off kilter, worrying about brownie cake recipes.

“Boy's like brownies, Chloe,” Lex replied smoothly.

Chloe helped him the rest of the evening with brownie recipes. He brought his chef back and both Chloe and the chef questioned Lex about the flavors that he remembered. When Chloe broke it to him that taste buds change from adolescence to adulthood, she could see his heart break. Maybe he really was sentimental, she thought.

Chloe ended up doing homework in his kitchen as the men created brownie mixtures. When it was late, Chloe was invited to stay over. Usually, she wouldn't accept, but he father wasn't home and she hadn't had a sleep over in a long time. Not that sleeping over at Lex's would be like sleeping over at Lois' place or anything, but it would be pleasant.

When she retired for the night, Chloe found another gift on the bed she would be sleeping on. The room, of course, took precedent over the present because of how big it was and how warmly and trendily designed. That was when Chloe realized that the room was specifically meant for her and that, when Lex thought of picking out bed spread and curtains, he thought of her favorite colors. It was such a nice gesture.

It was then that she gave in to the plainly wrapped box on the end of the bed. She excitedly tore open the box and lifted the lid, thinking she'd find her debutante dress. What she found instead was a pair of fashionably faded jeans, a loose white tank top, a gaudy necklace, and to her horror, a pair of undergarments. When she lifted these underthings up to inspect, she found them to be her exact measurements. And though they were simple nude colored things with just the lightest hint of lace and a satin rosette between the two fabric cups, the image of Lex's hands on them haunted and flattered her in unsettling ways. It so unsettled her that she nearly missed the note on the underside of the lid.

Chloe,

These are for school tomorrow,

Lex

It was so short and without any known innuendo that Chloe felt a little better about the bra and panties. Still, he had to have looked at her long and hard enough to know her size. But then again, he might not need to look so hard, he was a veteran after all.

She slept soundly and was awakened by a gentle knock on her door. When she was aware that it wasn't a knock in her dreams, Chloe rolled up and rubbed her eyes.

“Who is it?” She called out with a sleepy rasp.

“It's me,” Lex answered as he opened the door. He didn't hide his disapproval that she was still in bed. “I just wanted to tell you that breakfast is getting cold. And that I have to go to Metropolis tonight so if I'm not back when you get here, you're welcome to wait for me. You're free to come and go,” Lex added.

“Mmhmm,” Chloe said as she rolled over again and hid her head under the blanket.

“Chloe, it's seven thirty. You have school soon and you need to give yourself time to get ready in the morning,” Lex chided as he walked over to the bed and narrowed his eyes at the pink and orange lump as if he could see her snuggled underneath.

“Okay!” Chloe grouchily mumbled. It was a sign he should leave her be. She was obviously not a morning person and that was a trait that was hard to change.

When Lex left her alone, she managed to push herself up out of bed and paw around looking for her slippers. Then she remembered that she was at Lex's house and grumbled. That meant her tooth brush wasn't here, or her hair products.

She dressed quickly and found the outfit to be really comfortable and attractive. The tank was very loose and of a very thin stressed cotton. It draped alluringly over her breasts and felt as if she wasn't wearing a shirt at all. There was a detail she hadn't noticed before and immediately loved. It was hemmed with gold thread and Chloe wondered if it was real gold. The tank showed a little midriff, not as much as her shirt from that morning. And the jeans were a perfect fit, hugging the curve of her butt and hips like nothing she'd ever felt before. When she pulled the long twisted gold chain around her neck, it no longer looked gaudy.

She looked like a different person all together. Not Chloe Sullivan, like she'd known all her life. She was a different young woman with all the swagger she might have been raised with if she were brought up the same way Lex was.

She would get to brush her teeth because her private bathroom was well stocked with new hygiene related things. There was also a brush for her hair, a blow dryer, bath towels, and a bathrobe with her initials on the pocket. What a wondrous this it was, to be a friend of Lex's. She secretly wondered what it would be like to be his girlfriend.

Downstairs, Chloe smelled breakfast before she saw it. Eggs, bacon, all matter of fruit and breads. A pitcher of orange juice, water, an coffee was presented to her. She really ought to hurry off to school but being waited on was such a pleasure. It was then that she learned of how long Lex had waited for her. He'd been up early, as that was what he liked to do naturally, and had breakfast ready at seven. Now it was seven forty and she felt a little bad at snapping at him the way she had. She vowed to do better next time.

Before she left the house, Chloe saw a pair of white ballet flats waiting for her at the door. It went better with her outfit than the sneakers she wore the day before. Arriving at school was a similar experience as yesterday but today, her appearance matched her car. Eyes followed her through out the day and Chloe found it to be both incredibly exciting and exhausting. She wasn't being herself, she was aware of that, and all that acting was making her emotionally drained.

Clark did talk to her today, however. He noticed her car and wanted to ask her where she got it from. She told him what she dared, that Lex had given it to her because she helped him with the case against his father. Though it was a form of the truth, Chloe felt a little guilty.

When Chloe built up the nerve to ask him to the Valentine's dance, Lana interrupted their conversation gushing with compliments. She looked sincere and utterly beautiful herself, naturally herself that Chloe felt a little jealous. Why does she get to stay the same and I have to change, Chloe thought angrily.

Chloe didn't stick around, she couldn't be near Lana and Clark, she was upset at herself for buying into what Lex was doing to her. Or rather, what she wanted to do to herself. If this debutante ball thing was more of what Chloe suspected it to be, she would pull out before Lex spent anymore time and money on her. That was another vow to him she was determined to keep.

TBC
- 1
- 2
- 3
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

The ABCs of Love