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Title: Oral Fixation
Fandom: Smallville
The barn is empty.
He runs his hands along the worn leather.
Little circles with his fingertips and he bends. Adds his tongue.
He's still licking the residual salt from it when Clark comes in.
"Lex, hey! What... what are you DOING?"
Lex jumps, dropping it against the wall.
"Clark! I was just looking at your riding gear. Brings back good memories."
"Um." Clark scuffs his boots against the floor and neatly avoids looking up. "Of the ranch right? The ranch you went to with your mom? And did, like... family... and stuff?"
Lex blinks. "Right. That's right. The ranch."
Fandom: Smallville
The barn is empty.
He runs his hands along the worn leather.
Little circles with his fingertips and he bends. Adds his tongue.
He's still licking the residual salt from it when Clark comes in.
"Lex, hey! What... what are you DOING?"
Lex jumps, dropping it against the wall.
"Clark! I was just looking at your riding gear. Brings back good memories."
"Um." Clark scuffs his boots against the floor and neatly avoids looking up. "Of the ranch right? The ranch you went to with your mom? And did, like... family... and stuff?"
Lex blinks. "Right. That's right. The ranch."