Chapter Two by Ximeria
Clark blanched, swim suits? As in almost nude? As in standing in front of Lex wearing...nothing? Well, almost nothing. He shivered, chills running down his spine despite the heat from all the lights in the store.
"Well?" Lex asked, raising an eyebrow. "What are you waiting for?" An expectant look in his eyes.
Clark felt dizzy, wanting nothing more than to get out of the place, out of these clothes and into his own, well-worn jeans and flannel shirt. Maybe he could convince Lex, maybe he could..."Ehhh, I feel a little strange, I, could we..." Clark searched for the words, having a hard time getting his brain to function on a next-to-normal level of activity. He took a deep breath. "Could we go get something to eat? Please?" He knew how pathetic that had to sound.
Lex felt torn between letting Clark off the hook - for a little while - and pushing this just a little further. Deciding for a compromise. "Well, I guess we could." He had trouble hiding his grin when he saw Clark relax visibly. "If you wear the jeans outfit." Oh, so hard not to laugh out loud at the look on Clark's face - like a deer caught in the headlights.
"So, anything special you want to eat... Clark?" The last was purred in a low voice.
Clark licked his lips unconsciously - how could anyone turn an innocent question like that into something so... so.
Antoine, having discretely brought the desired outfit into the changing room and removed the no longer needed farm boy clothes, cleared his throat respectfully and gestured to the louvred doors.
Clark blushed - again, and ducked hurriedly into the changing room, mumbling something vaguely in reply.
Lex caught Antoine's gaze and smirked. Antoine gave him a carefully blank look, with what appeared a twinkle in his eyes. "I'll just bag these with your purchases, Sir," he said folding Clarks clothes efficiently.
Lex nodded and handed him the full money clip with a wink and a heartfelt "Thank you".
Clark shifted uncomfortably, tugging and pulling at "his" jeans as they left the shop. As if he'd ever wear this outfit willingly. It wasn't as if Lex had given him much of a choice though, it was either that, or walking out of there naked. As if Lex would mind that. Clark went through another furious blush.
Lex pretended not to notice Clark's obvious discomfort, though he did at one point stop him and grab his wrists, forcing them to his sides. "Please stop fidgeting, you'll get used to it." Lex slowly let go of Clark, with a gentle caress. "Now, where do you want to eat?"
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A little note for the readers:
Thank you Shelly, for starting this Round Robin, the first chapter was really funny - and inspiring - <nudge, nudge, wink, wink> Know what I mean, know what I mean, eh?
This is my first attempt at Smallville - and my second go at a fan fic. Never had the guts for a Round Robin before - you people are pretty intimidating sometimes ;-)
The name's Ximeria and I most definitely will archive this on my own site - if for no other reason than giving my visitors a good laugh: Ximeria's Lair