DISCLAIMER - Not mine, I couldn't afford the motor and household insurance bills. I promise I'll scrub them down and give them back to DC comics, the WB and anyone else who does own a slice of them when I'm done with them. Story, such as it is, copyright Karen Colohan, April 2003.

Author's notes - This is entirely Christine's fault. Fucking like crazy or playing Scrabble, that's what she asked for. Apologies to Sarah McLachlan for the misuse of her song title.

SCRABBLING TOWARDS ECSTASY

by Karen Colohan

Clark stared at the words criss-crossing on the board lying on the couch cushion between them and then back up at Lex. It was Lex's turn and Clark was beginning to wonder if there'd been an ulterior motive to his suggestion that they play Scrabble as an alternative to their usual game of pool.

It had all seemed innocent enough to begin with, but now the words that Lex was coming up with had a clear theme. Thus far, Clark had refused to be baited. His last turn had consisted of the rather uninspiring addition of O and U to the trailing Y at the end of Lex's previous effort.

Finally completing his own lengthy contemplation of the board, Lex casually laid the F,C and K tiles. "There you go," he said with the barest hint of a smirk playing about his lips.

"Lex!" Clark protested, his cheeks flushing.

"What's the problem? It's a perfectly valid word. The dictionary's here if you want to check it," Lex replied. He looked as if butter wouldn't melt in his mouth. "And I've had that C,K combination for a while now. I just wasn't sure of the best way to use it."

The blue eyes were sparkling with an indefinable - something as Lex looked up to meet Clark's still somewhat embarrassed gaze.

"I just hadn't realised we were playing NC-17 Scrabble," Clark muttered, dark lashes fluttering as he turned his attention back to the board.

Lex chuckled softly as he slid his hand into the bag and withdrew three more tiles. "Your turn," he said without further comment.

After studying his letters for a moment, Clark used the F from Lex's previous word and added an I, E, L and D.

"Highly appropriate for the farmboy," Lex approved with a quick grin. He considered his own tiles and then placed an O, R and A before the L.

"Lex, are you doing this deliberately?" Clark accused, trying not to blush again.

Brows raised in a parody of innocence, Lex shrugged off the suggestion. "Can I help it if you have a dirty mind, Clark?" he responded blandly.

Clark narrowed his eyes suspiciously and then went back to his study of the board. After a moment, his mouth quirked in a smile and he laid C, W and S around the O Lex had just played.

Lex laughed, a relaxed and open sound. "You can take the boy out of the farm..." he drawled, grinning. "So, how can I top that?" he mused, pale fingers drifting across his remaining tiles. "Ah, yes..."

Selecting two of them, Lex very deliberately caught Clark's eye before laying them after the S of COWS. First the E, then the X... just below the last word Lex had placed on the board.

Clark's eyes widened as Lex's tongue stole out, the tip tracing the scarred line of his upper lip.

"Hm," Lex said, apparently deep in concentration. "I seem to have landed on a triple word score there. Want to concede now?"

Clark still looked a little stunned, but he shook his head. Then he hastily grabbed a handful of his own tiles and began setting them down - I,S,S,M,E.

Lex was frowning as the letters were placed beneath the K. "Clark, that's not..."

Breath suddenly hitching in his throat, Lex looked up.

Clark leaned across the space separating them. The same demand shone in his eyes as they locked with Lex's, only inches away.

Reaching out, his fingers curved around the back of Lex's head, drawing him closer until the remaining distance between them was just a memory. Clark's lips parted, inviting Lex to taste and explore.

The Scrabble board tilted and slid to the floor, forgotten, as Lex's mouth finally closed over Clark's. His tongue slipped inside, accepting the invitation without hesitation.

Kissing, oral sex, fucking... It was beginning to sound like the perfect progression for the rest of the evening to Clark. And, as he felt Lex's hands slide downward, touching and stroking as they went, it appeared that he was in total agreement.


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