I need a break!

[scribblinlenore]

I've been working very hard this week, peoples. Much harder than usual! Tonight, I'm having dinner with bexless and barely_bean, so that will be good. Something to look forward to! But in the meantime, I need a break.

I didn't have time to do that "give me a title and I'll tell you about the story" meme, but I wanted to, and now I'm have time. Or, at least, I'm making time.

So:

Comment with the title of a story that doesn't exist, and I'll tell you about that imaginary story, maybe even write a little snippet. Feel free to include a fandom and pairing, any fandom, I'll figure something out.

Anyone else need a break on a Friday? Come out and play!

Comments

[scribblinlenore.livejournal.com]

Okay, here's another one...

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Growing into Me

This takes place maybe sometime in Season Three. The attraction between Clark and Lex is still there, still strong, but it's starting to fester, turn dark, from all the lies and repression.

There are rumors going around town that there's something up at the LexCorp factory. Clark, in true Clark form, is demanding honesty from Lex about what he's doing out at the factory, the experiments he's working on, at the same time he himself continues to lie about pretty much everything.

Lex, in typical Lex style, deflects all Clark's questions without giving away any actual information, so Clark decides to sneak into the factory and find out for himself. He uses his vision to scope out the place and finds a secret inner room, locked up behind a three-foot thick titanium door. He makes his way there, breaks open the door, and finds...Lex waiting for him inside.

"Clark," Lex says in a perfectly even voice. "I'm glad you could join me."

Clark feels sheepish, but goes on the offensive anyway, demanding to know what Lex has been hiding.

Lex sweeps out his arm. "Please. Let me give you a personal tour."

There are tanks, with what look to be some kind of living organisms in them, and Lex moderates as he leads Clark from one tank to the next, "As you can see they're at different stages of development. We haven't had a great deal of luck creating them so they can survive in the atmosphere, but I feel confident we'll solve the problem eventually."

As they proceed down the line of tanks, the creatures inside start to look more human, more like a boy, like...

Clark stops, as if he's been slapped. "They're," his voice falters, "growing into me."

Lex turns, his expression both ruthless and matter-of-fact. "You should know me well enoiugh by now, Clark, to realize that if I can't get what I want by conventional methods I'll find another way."

"But--" Clark doesn't know what to say. He can only stare helplessly.

Lex comes closer, thrusts his hand into Clark's hair, not gently. "Just so you know, it's not because I want what you can do. I doubt these replicas will be able to throw a two-ton titanium door off its hinges, and I don't care. As long as they have this pretty cocksucker's mouth," he traces Clark's lips with his finger, "that's all that matters."

Clark just blinks at him.

Lex lets him go, moves to the door. "I'll leave you here to commune with yourself." He turns, gives Clark a smile that's a barb. "You can destroy the tanks, of course. But if you do, they'll die. Think carefully whether you really want to be responsible for your own personal genocide."

Then he's gone, and Clark can just stare at the air where he was standing. The look in Lex's eyes was insane and spiteful, and yet there's a warm feeling in Clark's stomach, because Lex wants him this dementedly, and now he has the image in his head of his lips surrounding Lex's cock, and he has no idea what to do, about any of this.

[amber-32random.livejournal.com]

Lex is so twisted he'll do anything to get what he wants. Especially is it's a pretty cocksucker's mouth!

[scribblinlenore.livejournal.com]

Lex is definitely a creative problem-solver! *g*

[feliz581.livejournal.com]

This is just deliciously dark, but yet not. Lex admitting to what he's doing and why he's doing it, not to mention some of what he knows about Clark, and yet Clark is intrigued by it. He isn't really showing any of the self-righteous anger you would expect.

I *love* what you did the title suggestion for both of these - took it to places I had not even thought of! Fabulous!