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SV: Insatiate #7 (Chloe/Lex)

This is all Kate's fault. Actually, it's all my fault, but I'm going to blame her.

Title: Insatiate #7
Author: voleuse
Fandom: Smallville
Ship: Chloe/Lex
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Whatever happens, this is.
Notes: Futurefic, no spoilers



For once, Chloe isn't running against a deadline. Her piece on weather experimentation in Keystone City is tied up early in the evening, so after quadruple-checking her copy, she e-mails it to her editor with a decisive click of her mouse. Forty-five minutes later, she's between her sheets and halfway to sleep.

She wakes in the dark, from a vivid and panting dream, and realizes she isn't alone. From the dip of the mattress and the faint cologne, she identifies Lex. His breath is even; he's been sleeping for a while.

Chloe doesn't reach out to him, though she badly wants to. He's been just as busy as she has, probably with jetlag to boot.

She rolls onto her back instead, slips a hand under the elastic of her panties. She's wet, the aftereffects of her dream, and it's only a few minutes before she crests, her gasps harsh in her throat.

As she catches her breath again, feeling a little sheepish, Lex's chuckle emerges from the dark. She turns her head, and his smile gleams at her.

"You could have woken me up," he murmurs.

"You could have woken me up," she retorts.

His hand slides up her thigh. "I'll keep that in mind."

She shivers, and he laughs.


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A/N: Title and summary adapted from Adrienne Rich's The Floating Poem, Unnumbered:
Whatever happens with us, your body
will haunt mine -- tender, delicate
your lovemaking, like the half-curled frond
of the fiddlehead fern in forests
just washed by sun. Your traveled, generous thighs
between which my whole face has come and come --
the innocence and wisdom of the place my tongue has found there --
the live, insatiate dance of your nipples in my mouth --
your touch on me, firm, protective, searching
me out, your strong tongue and slender fingers
reaching where I have been waiting years for you
in my rose-wet cave -- whatever happens, this is.

Comments

( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
bantha_fodder
Apr. 30th, 2006 06:01 am (UTC)
OH CHLOE.

OH LEX.

This is perfect.
peri_peteia
May. 2nd, 2006 01:29 am (UTC)
AGREED.
moodfic
May. 12th, 2006 06:35 pm (UTC)
Yay!
moodfic
May. 12th, 2006 06:35 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
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