Title: Spring Fever 2
Author: Angelee
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: Lex/Clark
Summary: How much longer?
Beta: By my sister Anna. All remaining errors are mine-with apologies.
Note: A Smallville series inspired by a springtime challenge given by Lady Q. And because Twilight wanted to see what happens next.
Spring Fever 2
“So, how long did you say we had to stay like this?” Lex asked, running his hands up and down
“Two hours.”
“Or until you know the pregnancy took?”
“How will you know?”
“Hmm, you know as much as I like this, you’re really heavy.”
“I know. I’m sorry about that, but I need to be sure. If we’re careful you might be able to flip over onto your stomach.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes, but I won’t be able to see your face,”
Lex chuckled softly. “Oh, now that’s romantic.”
“Let’s for a little while at least.”
“I’m sorry, Lex.”
“No it’s okay. I’m fine, just a little sore. It’s okay really.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I want this baby as much as you do.”
“I think I do. I’ve always wanted a baby.”
“To carry on the Luthor name?”
Lex sighed softly, arching back into
“Oh, L…Lex,”
“What?” Lex asked, moving
from side to side, loving the way
“You’ve already got that?”
“I do?”
“Yeah, you have me.”
“Oh,” Lex replied, voice filled with wonder. “I never realized…”
Lex lowered his upper body closer to the floor. Raising his hips up into the pleasure
“I do.”
“What? Love me?” Lex asked distractedly.
“Yes. Very much. I think that’s why I fixated on you. You are my soulmate. My one true love.”
“
“Yeah?”
“Oh. Oh, God. Are we suppose to be doing this?”
“What?”
“Fucking?”
“Oh.”
They could always make love later. He wanted the baby desperately, wholeheartedly and with an ache that left him trembling.
“I’m sorry, Lex.”
Lex rested his head in his arms. “Don’t be sorry. We can make love later. Right now it’s more important to make our baby?”
“More than anything. I’d give up all my money for the baby I’ll be carrying.”
“Then how would you spoil him if you couldn’t buy him things?”
Lex perked up. “Him? A boy? It’s going to be a boy?”
“Yes.”
Lex felt his eyes fill with tears. “A son.”
“Yes. Our son.”
“Oh, my God. Clark-oh-my-God. A Boy? I can’t believe it. A son,” Lex said no small amount of awe.
“Yes,”
“I am very, very happy about that. More than you’ll ever know. Clark?”
“Yeah?”
“Can you pull out now?”
“Why?”
So I can face you, it’s time to plan our future.”