Title: The Perfect Touch
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Smallville with a nod to another movie (Kudos if you can guess what! erinm_4600, you know this one!)
Character/Pairing: CLex (Clark/Lex)
Rating: G/K
Challenge/Prompt: fffc: Drabble Madness
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 200 (I went over, naemi; I'll let you be the judge of rather or not this one counts!)
Date Written: 20 October 2017
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to DC Comics, not the author, and are used without permission.





He slips in without a word, creeping up on the domineering man who all the papers still mistakenly think is his greatest enemy. He places his hands on his shoulders and rubs in his fingers and thumbs. Lex sighs, leaning into his touch. Clark uses a little more of his strength, massaging away the kinks he feels in Lex’s back and shoulders.

“I do not know how you do it,” Lex murmurs, again sighing in elation, “but you always have the perfect touch for me.”

“Hard day?”

Lex grimaces. “To say it was another Monday would be an understatement.”

His intercom buzzes, but before he can touch the button, Clark does. “You’re not answering that.”

“Oh, really? And who’s going to stop me, Mister Kent?”

“I am, Mister L. By force, if necessary.” Clark grins and rubs Lex’s taut flesh a little harder. “It’s seven o’clock on a Friday night, Lex. Your week is over. You’re coming home with me.”

“Is that a request?”

“It’s a demand,” Clark answers, “and a fact.” He bends Lex’s chair backwards, places a passionate kiss on Lex’s lips, and has them out of his office and to home before his secretary can buzz again.


The End