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scribblinlenore) wrote2008-04-17 08:38 pm
scribblinlenore) wrote2008-04-17 08:38 pm
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WIP Amnesty: Clone!Clark
It's that time of year again, and I'm liberating some never-gonna-happen wips from my hard drive. Once upon a time I wrote a couple of drabbles toying with the idea of Clark dying and Lex trying to make a clone of him. Here they are:
Pet Project
It takes a freak celestial event to accomplish what Lex never could. Maybe this is why he spends all his time trying to recreate Superman after he's gone.
Trial subject #117's eyes flutter open. The familiar hazel gaze fastens on Lex, bright with newborn curiosity.
Weeks pass, and #117's DNA remains stable, his vitals normal. He learns to walk, then fly. Lex teaches him to read. Charts his strength.
When he's fully developed, Lex administers the final test. "I'm planning to rob a bank today."
#117 frowns. "But that's wrong."
Lex smiles. Reproducing his nemesis' conscience is his greatest achievement.
Right of Ownership
#117 learns jealousy early. Even before he knows the word, he has already learned to hate the person standing between him and what should be his.
The day Lex calls him "Clark" he snaps.
He grabs Lex hard by the wrist and shouts, "Don't ever call me that again!"
Lex regards him calmly. "What should I call you then? #117 seems hardly adequate." His expression grows thoughtful. "How about Kal? That was his name too, but he rarely used it."
"Kal," he tries it out and nods.
It feels right. Everything Clark had and squandered should belong to him now.
I thought it would be cool to make an actual story out of this idea, and I wrote some notes, and some of the dialogue, and then I stopped. But here's what I was planning.
So, after #117 is mollified and calms down, it occurs to him that he really could have hurt Lex, and he feels bad about it. He spends the rest of the day using his x-ray vision to check on Lex's wrist.
Lex finally tells him, "You can stop that. It's not broken."
Kal looks sheepish and guilty, and Lex says, "Why don't we do some tests on your hearing, Kal?"
Kal gives him one of those big smiles, because Lex is calling him by his name like he's a real person and has obviously forgiven him.
Then there's another scene. It's at night. Lex is in bed. He's dreaming about Clark, and it's a rather arousing dream. He moans Clark's name out loud and is startled awake by Kal, who is standing by the side of his bed, glaring down at him.
"What do you want--" Lex starts to ask.
"Why did you make me?" Kal demands.
"I--" Lex starts to sweat. Kal has all of Clark's strength, and Lex's own track record with science experiments isn't that good. He could be in serious trouble here. "I felt the world needed--"
Kal throws the covers back and stares at Lex's naked, aroused body. "You just want him, don't you?"
Lex is pretty scared, but he keeps his cool. "No, Kal. That's not at all--"
Kal rips off his own clothes and pushes Lex onto his back and gets on top of him. "I don't believe you. But too fucking bad. He's not here, and I am."
And then he's all over Lex, kissing and touching and grabbing with those big, grabby hands of his. And Lex is so turned on. It's every fantasy he ever had about Clark, but never got to live out. Kal sucks him off and then pushes him onto his belly and fucks him.
While he's inside, he mutters in Lex's ear, "Did he ever do this?"
Lex's eyes are practically rolling back in his head from what Kal is doing to him, but he manages to answer, "No."
"Good!" Kal declares and fucks Lex senseless.
Somewhere down the line, Kal decides that he's going to be Superman, and he and Lex fall into a similar relationship that Lex had with Clark, only with sex. Lots of sex. At first, Lex goes back to his nefarious ways to test Kal's devotion to good-doing, but once Kal has finally convinced him that he's just as honorable as his predecessor, he simply does it for kicks.
Kal seems to take it all as some big sex game. When Lex rigs the stock market in order to make a fortune and bankrupt his competitors, Kal comes to his office, pulls down Lex's pants and bends him over his desk to administer a spanking. The door is unlocked and anyone could walk in. Lex wouldn't have guessed that humiliation could be such a turn-on, but it is and his leaking cock is making a mess of the papers on his desk. After Kal finishes punishing him, he fucks him good and hard, which Lex enjoys even more. Before Kal leaves, he warns Lex that if he doesn't lay off the criminal activity he's going to tie him up and fuck him until he cries.
Of course, Lex is Lex, and he just can't resist breaking the law. Kal comes to his home in the middle of the night, ties him to his bed and fucks him for hours, refusing to let him come until real tears start to roll down his cheeks.
Afterwards, he unties him and holds him and kisses him and says, "You know, you don't have to do this stupid shit to get my attention. I'll come and take care of you anytime you want. All you have to do is ask."
Lex figures what the hell. He lays off crime, and Kal starts making regular visits to the penthouse.
The kicker, of course, is that the real Clark isn't actually dead. Something happened to him like in that episode of Justice League where he gets catapulted thousands of years into the future. And so I'm picturing him coming back, with the long hair and the beard and the barbarian look just like on JL. And he finds another Superman has taken his place. And it's not hard for him to figure out how that happened. So he goes to confront Lex, and he's being all barbarian-like and pissed off, and Kal shows up and says, "I'm not going to let you hurt him."
Clark gets disgusted and says, "Going to let your lapdog do your dirty work for you, Luthor?"
Or something like that. Clark storms off in disgust, I suspect.
Then, in another scene, Lex is dreaming one night, and it's this seriously porny fantasy of him in bed with both Clark and Kal. They're saying all these dirty things about what they want to do to him, how they're going to use him. And they fuck his mouth and his ass and suck him off, and he comes so many times he can barely remember his own name. Finally, when he's too exhausted to play anymore, Kal and Clark turn to each other, and Lex is watching them have sex, and that's more than enough to get him hard again, and he's really starting to get aroused when he's startled awake.
This time it's Clark who's standing by his bedside.
"Yeah, like that's ever going to happen," Clark says, rolling his eyes.
"What?" Lex tries to sound innocent.
"I know you too well not to know why you were moaning in your sleep."
"I have no idea what you're talking about--"
Clark whips the covers back, and Lex is naked and hard. And he clears his throat, almost embarrassed.
"I know you're fucking him," Clark says.
Lex is starting to get angry. "So? He's a grownup. He can decide what he wants."
And then Clark is on him, pressing him into the mattress. "I can't believe you're such a coward that you waited until I was gone and then whipped up a super sextoy to fuck."
Lex wants to hotly deny that's what happened, but Clark is licking his nipples, making it difficult for him to think, making him too honest.
He blurts out, "You had no right being dead! I wasn't finished with you!"
It's not exactly romantic, but Clark knows what Lex means, and then he's making love to him in earnest. Every time he does something to Lex--sucks on his neck or pinches his nipples or thrusts inside him--he makes him say his name. Makes him cry "Clark!" Because he needs to know that Lex is thinking of him and not Kal.
And then I'm not really sure what happens. But I suspect there's a lot more sex for everyone! *g*
Pet Project
It takes a freak celestial event to accomplish what Lex never could. Maybe this is why he spends all his time trying to recreate Superman after he's gone.
Trial subject #117's eyes flutter open. The familiar hazel gaze fastens on Lex, bright with newborn curiosity.
Weeks pass, and #117's DNA remains stable, his vitals normal. He learns to walk, then fly. Lex teaches him to read. Charts his strength.
When he's fully developed, Lex administers the final test. "I'm planning to rob a bank today."
#117 frowns. "But that's wrong."
Lex smiles. Reproducing his nemesis' conscience is his greatest achievement.
Right of Ownership
#117 learns jealousy early. Even before he knows the word, he has already learned to hate the person standing between him and what should be his.
The day Lex calls him "Clark" he snaps.
He grabs Lex hard by the wrist and shouts, "Don't ever call me that again!"
Lex regards him calmly. "What should I call you then? #117 seems hardly adequate." His expression grows thoughtful. "How about Kal? That was his name too, but he rarely used it."
"Kal," he tries it out and nods.
It feels right. Everything Clark had and squandered should belong to him now.
I thought it would be cool to make an actual story out of this idea, and I wrote some notes, and some of the dialogue, and then I stopped. But here's what I was planning.
So, after #117 is mollified and calms down, it occurs to him that he really could have hurt Lex, and he feels bad about it. He spends the rest of the day using his x-ray vision to check on Lex's wrist.
Lex finally tells him, "You can stop that. It's not broken."
Kal looks sheepish and guilty, and Lex says, "Why don't we do some tests on your hearing, Kal?"
Kal gives him one of those big smiles, because Lex is calling him by his name like he's a real person and has obviously forgiven him.
Then there's another scene. It's at night. Lex is in bed. He's dreaming about Clark, and it's a rather arousing dream. He moans Clark's name out loud and is startled awake by Kal, who is standing by the side of his bed, glaring down at him.
"What do you want--" Lex starts to ask.
"Why did you make me?" Kal demands.
"I--" Lex starts to sweat. Kal has all of Clark's strength, and Lex's own track record with science experiments isn't that good. He could be in serious trouble here. "I felt the world needed--"
Kal throws the covers back and stares at Lex's naked, aroused body. "You just want him, don't you?"
Lex is pretty scared, but he keeps his cool. "No, Kal. That's not at all--"
Kal rips off his own clothes and pushes Lex onto his back and gets on top of him. "I don't believe you. But too fucking bad. He's not here, and I am."
And then he's all over Lex, kissing and touching and grabbing with those big, grabby hands of his. And Lex is so turned on. It's every fantasy he ever had about Clark, but never got to live out. Kal sucks him off and then pushes him onto his belly and fucks him.
While he's inside, he mutters in Lex's ear, "Did he ever do this?"
Lex's eyes are practically rolling back in his head from what Kal is doing to him, but he manages to answer, "No."
"Good!" Kal declares and fucks Lex senseless.
Somewhere down the line, Kal decides that he's going to be Superman, and he and Lex fall into a similar relationship that Lex had with Clark, only with sex. Lots of sex. At first, Lex goes back to his nefarious ways to test Kal's devotion to good-doing, but once Kal has finally convinced him that he's just as honorable as his predecessor, he simply does it for kicks.
Kal seems to take it all as some big sex game. When Lex rigs the stock market in order to make a fortune and bankrupt his competitors, Kal comes to his office, pulls down Lex's pants and bends him over his desk to administer a spanking. The door is unlocked and anyone could walk in. Lex wouldn't have guessed that humiliation could be such a turn-on, but it is and his leaking cock is making a mess of the papers on his desk. After Kal finishes punishing him, he fucks him good and hard, which Lex enjoys even more. Before Kal leaves, he warns Lex that if he doesn't lay off the criminal activity he's going to tie him up and fuck him until he cries.
Of course, Lex is Lex, and he just can't resist breaking the law. Kal comes to his home in the middle of the night, ties him to his bed and fucks him for hours, refusing to let him come until real tears start to roll down his cheeks.
Afterwards, he unties him and holds him and kisses him and says, "You know, you don't have to do this stupid shit to get my attention. I'll come and take care of you anytime you want. All you have to do is ask."
Lex figures what the hell. He lays off crime, and Kal starts making regular visits to the penthouse.
The kicker, of course, is that the real Clark isn't actually dead. Something happened to him like in that episode of Justice League where he gets catapulted thousands of years into the future. And so I'm picturing him coming back, with the long hair and the beard and the barbarian look just like on JL. And he finds another Superman has taken his place. And it's not hard for him to figure out how that happened. So he goes to confront Lex, and he's being all barbarian-like and pissed off, and Kal shows up and says, "I'm not going to let you hurt him."
Clark gets disgusted and says, "Going to let your lapdog do your dirty work for you, Luthor?"
Or something like that. Clark storms off in disgust, I suspect.
Then, in another scene, Lex is dreaming one night, and it's this seriously porny fantasy of him in bed with both Clark and Kal. They're saying all these dirty things about what they want to do to him, how they're going to use him. And they fuck his mouth and his ass and suck him off, and he comes so many times he can barely remember his own name. Finally, when he's too exhausted to play anymore, Kal and Clark turn to each other, and Lex is watching them have sex, and that's more than enough to get him hard again, and he's really starting to get aroused when he's startled awake.
This time it's Clark who's standing by his bedside.
"Yeah, like that's ever going to happen," Clark says, rolling his eyes.
"What?" Lex tries to sound innocent.
"I know you too well not to know why you were moaning in your sleep."
"I have no idea what you're talking about--"
Clark whips the covers back, and Lex is naked and hard. And he clears his throat, almost embarrassed.
"I know you're fucking him," Clark says.
Lex is starting to get angry. "So? He's a grownup. He can decide what he wants."
And then Clark is on him, pressing him into the mattress. "I can't believe you're such a coward that you waited until I was gone and then whipped up a super sextoy to fuck."
Lex wants to hotly deny that's what happened, but Clark is licking his nipples, making it difficult for him to think, making him too honest.
He blurts out, "You had no right being dead! I wasn't finished with you!"
It's not exactly romantic, but Clark knows what Lex means, and then he's making love to him in earnest. Every time he does something to Lex--sucks on his neck or pinches his nipples or thrusts inside him--he makes him say his name. Makes him cry "Clark!" Because he needs to know that Lex is thinking of him and not Kal.
And then I'm not really sure what happens. But I suspect there's a lot more sex for everyone! *g*
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I love this. And the great thing about WIP amnesty is that I can now enjoy the yummy thought of this set-up without you having to write out the details. Everyone wins!
(Seriously, I can so imagine the inevitable threesome, with Clark and Kal aggressively trying to out-do each other in pleasing Lex, and Lex consequently being fucked out of his mind.)
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And yes, I think you're about the outcome of this one. Kal is already jealous of Clark, and we all know that Clark has a possessive streak. So...yeah. Lex better be well rested, that's all I'm saying.
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*uses appropriate icon*
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Also, you're a sweetie!
Clark and Lex couldn't be on screen together without looking like clothes were about to fly off
and this was just hilarious, guhhhhh, and damn!!!
its all winwin! you get a clean harddrive, and we can enjoy and let our own fantasy with kal/clark/lex run wild :D
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Clark storms off in disgust, I suspect.
Cracked me up for some reason!
And your summary is almost as good as reading the story!
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Thanks so much for posting! WIP amnesty is a wonderful thing.
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