Fic: Just A Matter Of Time (CLFF21 Entry - Gold Prize)

[danceswithgary]

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Title: Just A Matter Of Time
Author: danceswithgary (danceswithgary@yahoo.com)
Pairing: Clark/Lex
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 6409
Archive: Fine, just let me know
Summary: Lex wasn't sure what had happened the night before, but he suspected that the last bottle of vodka hadn't been such a good idea after all.

On AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22142

Comments

[touchstoneaf.livejournal.com]

>>We're a cliche, Clark. We had sex when we were drunk, and we can't remember anything about it."
Nodding, Clark frowned. "I'm sorry, Lex. I've thought about being with you for years, and I always imagined that our first time would be special>>

somehow I'm thinking Clark has imagined it a bit different (and for possibly much longer, hehe) himself. ah, well...make a new first time. location doesn't matter really, if it's right. don't sweat the math. it'll always be special with you two!
(LOL, i sound like a sex cheerleader)

>>I've really messed up.">>

still don't think he's gonna hold it against you. though you really could have spoken up sooner. i'm sure he wouldn't have minded bonding with you knowingly.
though i can understand Clark's uncertainty, not wanting to challenge the status quo of their friendship.
poot.

>>"We're in a crystal fortress in the Arctic, you're an alien and I'm a mutant. It would be hard to top all that for special, Clark, no matter what we did.">>

well when you put it that way...

>>"How much research have you done on the internet? I'm sure 'virgin' doesn’t equal 'ignorant' when it comes to you, Clark.">>

GOD, i love how much he CARES!!!
how can people watching the show not SEE this side of Lex?! it's there, just beneath the surface!!! and they Just. Keep. Wounding it!!! *screams in frustration*

>>I just never wanted to take the chance....">>

*waps him for Lex, because Lex is too romantic and probably too weak to do it himself*

have i mentioned lately that i LOVE Martha?!

>>"Sorry." Clark was out of the bed and naked without any further delay>>

i remember thinking at this point, if a bit irrelevantly, that i'd be a bit self-conscious, feeling the AI is over in the next room watching/monitoring and approving the 'process' and 'progress' of the 'bonding', greedily awaiting it to work so that Clark can come back to train without distractions. I admit the thought still crosses my mind in the re-read.

that AI annoys me, LOL.

>>"It feels weird to think about doing this without protection.">>

and to be watched by an AI. (censored)
LOL, i think it's funny that he'd even ever consider protection, since he can't exactly catch or spread human diseases, et cetera...

>>I want to see your face as you come inside me.">>

he wants to compare it to years of daydreams in the sure knowledge that the reality he now gets to keep for the rest of his life is far sweeter than any imagining could be... ooh. gonna use that in fic. *cuts and pastes to document*
god, you're inspirational!

i love that Clark is so unsure about talking about it...but not at all unsure when it comes to doing what he's wanted to do for years; suiting actions to words!

and GAWD, that ending is still just as sweet the second time around! oh, what a gift youv'e given them! be it muscle memory or whatever, how sweet! The wording you used to describe that first time was so wonderfully evocative without being a blow-by-blow; from assurances to the Words, to a need to show it...and then explaining how all caution had been thrown to the winds in a need to cement what neither had thought they would ever have. just incredible. not to mention, as i said the first time, one of the most incredibly POETIC things i have ever read. that contrast, spoken of lyrically as night and day, yin and yang, sun and moon...ARTISTRY! and then, remembering what they had each thought during, and after...

>>Clark had resisted bonding for years, but he knew then it was because he belonged to Lex, and it had felt so right>>

HEAR HEAR!!!

>>Lex had dreamed of Clark for years, and afterwards he'd prayed Clark would come back to him and that it wouldn't be the only time they shared>>

talk about rip your heart out!!!
i love that you can always make me see, make me hear; make me cry, make me FEEL. THANK you.
you rule.

[danceswithgary]

I indulged myself with metaphor at the end of this fic. I love writing Lex and Clark as yin/yang, sun/moon - the ultimate in opposites attract which is what Smallville set us up for right from the start - spoiled rich boy and sweet farm boy and all the other contrasts in between. 'Tis a very fertile ground.

Thanks!