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Title: All About the Dollar Signs
Pair: Clex
Rating: PG13
Seven of Seven Clexmas ficlets for the True Love Fest
Prompt: $
A lithe, pale figure stood from the bed and walked over to the chair where a pair of wore jeans had been flung.
“I need you to pay up now.”
“Always about the dollar signs with you.” The dark-haired man sighed and rolled over. His wallet was on the nightstand. His lover could have picked up the wallet, taken what he believed was his due. He would not have been denied anything, although he did greatly prefer the cash to be on the dresser when he came in, instead of having to ask for it. But sometimes, if it wasn’t, he would stay around longer.
“The world is always about the dollar signs, Kent.” Long, dextrous fingers buttoned his jeans. “How am I supposed to fund my evil laboratory without money? Can’t run an evil empire on genius alone.”
Not for the first time, Clark regretted not giving AJ his full name upon meeting. How was he to know, though, that he would fall madly in love with this beautiful and brilliant human being? All he’d been looking for was a night of company with someone warm and fun.
Despite the cost, Clark just kept coming back.
“You don’t really have an evil laboratory,” Clark scoffed. He pulled out five crisp one-hundred dollar bills that he’d gotten from the bank the day before.
“How would you know? There’s more than one side to a person.” AJ counted the money quickly, then slipped it into his back pocket.
Clark had started to notice little things. Like AJ didn’t wear underwear. And AJ shaved every inch of his body and smelled musky and sweet at the same time. His scalp was soft and smooth, though; it didn’t feel like it was shaved.
“I think I’ve seen a few sides to you,” he murmured.
Aj looked back at him as he picked up his shirt. AJ always wore long sleeves, often button up dress shirts. There were also long sleeved shirts that hugged his shoulders snuggly enough that Clark was sometimes jealous of them. The expression AJ was giving him now wasn’t a particularly friendly one.
Clark hoped that AJ didn’t think of him as just another John.
“Can I see you next weekend?”
AJ seemed to think about that for a moment, as his fingers slowed in buttoning up his shirt. “Perhaps,” he said finally. “Can you afford it?”
“I think so.”
“Don’t have delusions of saving me, Kent. I don’t need to be saved.” AJ turned to face him, and raked his eyes over Clark’s form while leaning back on the dresser as languidly as a cat. “I have a certain set of skills, things that I do quite well for which I am paid well, and I am able to discern who I would prefer to work with. Many people don’t even have that kind of luxury.”
“But do you get dental?”
For the first time in a long time, AJ’s teeth flashed and he laughed merrily.
Just out of his range of hearing, something caught Clark’s attention, and so he turned his head and listened more closely. Someone needed him. Damn.
“I have to go.”
“You might want to get dressed first,” AJ suggested. He leaned against the dresser to put on his shoes. “In any case, I have work to get back to.”
“Work?” Clark betrayed himself with the anxiety in his voice.
AJ finished tying his shoes before he looked up. “In the lab. Not on the corner.”
Clark nodded uncomfortably.
“Stop worrying about me. I can take care of myself. I’ve done so for longer than you might imagine.”
With that, AJ headed for the door. As he reached it, Clark felt the urge to give him a kiss goodbye.
But he was afraid that would cost him extra, and he really wanted to be able to see him next weekend.
Pair: Clex
Rating: PG13
Seven of Seven Clexmas ficlets for the True Love Fest
Prompt: $
A lithe, pale figure stood from the bed and walked over to the chair where a pair of wore jeans had been flung.
“I need you to pay up now.”
“Always about the dollar signs with you.” The dark-haired man sighed and rolled over. His wallet was on the nightstand. His lover could have picked up the wallet, taken what he believed was his due. He would not have been denied anything, although he did greatly prefer the cash to be on the dresser when he came in, instead of having to ask for it. But sometimes, if it wasn’t, he would stay around longer.
“The world is always about the dollar signs, Kent.” Long, dextrous fingers buttoned his jeans. “How am I supposed to fund my evil laboratory without money? Can’t run an evil empire on genius alone.”
Not for the first time, Clark regretted not giving AJ his full name upon meeting. How was he to know, though, that he would fall madly in love with this beautiful and brilliant human being? All he’d been looking for was a night of company with someone warm and fun.
Despite the cost, Clark just kept coming back.
“You don’t really have an evil laboratory,” Clark scoffed. He pulled out five crisp one-hundred dollar bills that he’d gotten from the bank the day before.
“How would you know? There’s more than one side to a person.” AJ counted the money quickly, then slipped it into his back pocket.
Clark had started to notice little things. Like AJ didn’t wear underwear. And AJ shaved every inch of his body and smelled musky and sweet at the same time. His scalp was soft and smooth, though; it didn’t feel like it was shaved.
“I think I’ve seen a few sides to you,” he murmured.
Aj looked back at him as he picked up his shirt. AJ always wore long sleeves, often button up dress shirts. There were also long sleeved shirts that hugged his shoulders snuggly enough that Clark was sometimes jealous of them. The expression AJ was giving him now wasn’t a particularly friendly one.
Clark hoped that AJ didn’t think of him as just another John.
“Can I see you next weekend?”
AJ seemed to think about that for a moment, as his fingers slowed in buttoning up his shirt. “Perhaps,” he said finally. “Can you afford it?”
“I think so.”
“Don’t have delusions of saving me, Kent. I don’t need to be saved.” AJ turned to face him, and raked his eyes over Clark’s form while leaning back on the dresser as languidly as a cat. “I have a certain set of skills, things that I do quite well for which I am paid well, and I am able to discern who I would prefer to work with. Many people don’t even have that kind of luxury.”
“But do you get dental?”
For the first time in a long time, AJ’s teeth flashed and he laughed merrily.
Just out of his range of hearing, something caught Clark’s attention, and so he turned his head and listened more closely. Someone needed him. Damn.
“I have to go.”
“You might want to get dressed first,” AJ suggested. He leaned against the dresser to put on his shoes. “In any case, I have work to get back to.”
“Work?” Clark betrayed himself with the anxiety in his voice.
AJ finished tying his shoes before he looked up. “In the lab. Not on the corner.”
Clark nodded uncomfortably.
“Stop worrying about me. I can take care of myself. I’ve done so for longer than you might imagine.”
With that, AJ headed for the door. As he reached it, Clark felt the urge to give him a kiss goodbye.
But he was afraid that would cost him extra, and he really wanted to be able to see him next weekend.
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Date: 2010-02-26 06:34 am (UTC)From:Err you haven't been rooting around in my mind have you..*g*
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