Author's Notes: This was written for justabi who wanted Clark intoxicated, Lex with a masseuse, sex in a church and didn't want Lex drunk, Clark in tights. Thanks to juno501 for a quick and thorough beta! part of the lexandclark ficathon

Warning: This fic contains sex in a sacred place (i.e. a chapel) so if that squicks you, don't read!

Clark was swaying slightly as he strolled up to the castle. He felt light-headed, and it was difficult to fix his eyes on anything. His x-ray vision kept flickering on and off, making it even more difficult to keep on a straight path.

Hehe, straight, am not straight. Hehe. 's why I walk all bend. Am bend, too. Clark giggled.

Who would have thunk a tiny glass of champagne after his graduation could achieve what armies of bottles of cheap beer and wine couldn't. He'd have to ask Lex, maybe there was a chemical explanation. Something to do with grapes and cabbination cabbination, that a word? or something. Lex surely would know what it was.

Oh, right, Lex. The reason he was out in the first place. Hehe, out. Yes, I'm out. He really had a one track mind tonight. He stumbled further until he stood in front of the huge mansion door. The door just wouldn't stand still though, so he finally just let his head thump against the wood, hoping Lex would hear it.

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After having to deal with his father for several hours without any results at the end, Lex felt he deserved a reward. Since there was no chance of getting what he really wanted, Clark being decidedly too straight for such daring endeavours, he consoled himself with a glass of 18-year old scotch and a call to his favourite masseuse.

He had finally started to relax slightly after an hour under those skilled hands when a loud thumping at the front door made him tense up all over again.

He knew that his butler would take care of it, meaning hopefully send away whoever dared to disturb him, but in Smallville you never knew. It might be the newest mutant-of-the-week, out to take a shot at killing him.

He heard voices, one crisp and cultivated, the other slurred yet familiar.

Seconds later, his confused butler led in a decidedly drunk and babbling farm boy.

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Clark wasn't sure how, but he suddenly found himself in Lex's office, while the door closed on Lex's butler and a stocky woman with very big hands.

Trying to clear his head, he looked around the room for Lex.

There he was, on the left side of the room, lying on his stomach, only covered by thin sheet on an odd-looking table, and looking strangely at Clark.

Hehe, Lex naked. suddenly, Clark was able to focus his x-ray vision again, and of course, the first thing he focused in on was the expanse of Lex-skin underneath the thin sheet.

Lex raised himself to his elbows, then remembered he was naked, and that just wouldn't do; not around Clark who turned him into a walking hard-on just from being in the same room as Lex.

"Clark, wha..." Lex didn't get any further, because suddenly he was sitting up, with a very naked farm boy on his lap, who was enthusiastically taking inventory of his tonsils it seemed.

Lex was much too surprised to do more than grab onto Clark for balance, but apparently Clark took that as permission and started to let his hands roam all over Lex's body.

Lex brain finally caught up with what was happening, and he tried to push Clark away, trying to figure out what was happening. It took a moment, but Clark finally remembered that Lex needed to breathe and he released his mouth for a few seconds.

"Clark, what's going on? Is there a reason you suddenly decided to jump me? Anything weird happen to you?"

"Am kissing you...Lex... thought 'twas obvious... Want to... graduated... nothing weird happen... just wanted to... for a long time now...don't care what people think..." Clark interspersed this with soft kisses all over Lex's face and head.

Dragging his mind around what exactly Clark had just told him, Lex finally noticed that Clark had been busy while he was distracted, and now he had callused hands caressing his legs and hips underneath the sheet, that somehow still clung to his hips. Probably because there's no room for it to fall Lex rationalised.

Then he couldn't think again, because Clark was kissing him, and one large warm hand was now wrapped around his cock. His own hands were buried in Clark's hair, and he groaned.

This was so much better than his dreams, and yet, he had to be sure Clark really wanted this. Pulling away, he kept his hands in Clark's hair, forcing him to meet his eyes.

"Are you sure about this, Clark? Really sure? This could make your life hell, you know. I'm well-known in the business world, and if I have you I won't hide you."

"I don't care Lex! I'm done with Smallville, I'm done with secrets. High school is over and no one can tell me what to do anymore."

"You have to be sure, Clark!"

Suddenly, Lex found himself swept into Clark's arms and they were moving out of the room.

"Where are we going, Clark, we're...naked, and what are you planning?"

"I'm going to prove to you that I'm serious, Lex." was all Clark replied.

After some wandering, Clark finally found what he had been looking for. The hidden door that opened into the tiny chapel of the castle. He carefully shifted Lex to one arm no sense in hiding his strength now anyways, and he was sober again too, and opened the door.

The chapel was dark and dusty, but there still were several candles, and Clark ignited them with his heat vision.

"Wha..." Lex began, but was shushed by Clark.

"It's ok, Lex, I'll explain later. First though, you wanted me to prove I'm sure."

He fidgeted for a moment. "You know that I was raised to believe in God, and although I've had my doubts the last few years, and I know you probably don't believe in him anyways, this is the only thing I can think of to convince you. In this room that was once considered the home of God himself, I promise you that I am sure I love you and that nothing will change that. I trust you Lex, trust you to be what I can see in you, trust you to do the right thing, trust you to love me. If that still isn't enough,... I can't think of anything else." He let Lex slip to his own two feet and turned away, towards the door.

Lex was stunned; he had expected a lot of things, really, declarations of maturity, or maybe even rebelliousness, but not this heartfelt and earnest declaration of love in front of what must have been an important and holy symbol in the Kent household.

"Clark, I,..." he wasn't sure what to say, so instead, he rested his hand on Clark's shoulder Clark's naked shoulder, and tried to turn him around.

Clark didn't react for long moments, and Lex felt a shiver creep up his spine. When he finally turned around, there was a suspicious shimmer in Clark's eyes.

"Lex ... is it enough?" he whispered.

"God, Clark, yes, of course it's enough, more than enough." Lex couldn't believe it. "It's so much more than I ever dared to hope..."

"You hoped...?" there was a hesitant note in Clark's voice.

"Ever since you pulled me out of that river, you have haunted my dreams and thoughts, but I never would have dared to consider that you would... return my feelings..."

Suddenly, Lex was embraced by a lot of very warm farm boy skin they were still naked, he almost forgot about that, and an eager mouth met his for a long and lust filled kiss.

They kissed for long moments, Lex wrapping his legs around Clark's waist and Clark supporting him with his arms. Lex buried his hands in Clark's hair again, and tried desperately to get more of Clark's taste. At the same time, Clark shifted Lex around to free his right arm, and started caressing and massaging the expanse of Lex back.

They discovered at the same time that this position didn't allow them enough freedom to explore, and they groaned into the kiss. Lex pulled away for a moment. "Put me down Clark, need to lie down or something, need both hands..."

Clark looked around the room, which was only sparsely furnished, and took in the narrow wooden benches and the cold stone floor. The only place that looked even remotely comfortable was the cloth-draped altar. He hesitated for a moment, then shrugged. He doubted that anybody would care, since it was pretty clear this place had been desecrated long before this moment

Carefully, he lowered Lex onto the smooth linen covering the altar, hoping Lex wouldn't mind if his back got a bit dusty. He then proceeded to kiss Lex within an inch of suffocation, eager to taste as much of his mouth as possible.

In his mind, Lex heartily applauded Clark's quick thinking, and was relieved that apparently, Clark had no qualms to have sex in such an unusual place. He had always wanted to have sex in a church, and this was probably the closest he would ever get to that.

Finally pulling away from Lex mouth, Clark started to drop kisses down his neck and across his shoulders and chest. He stopped for a moment to flick his tongue across Lex's left nipple, then continued to the other side to suck on the right nipple.

Lex was still slightly stunned from the enthusiastic kiss, so all he managed to do was trailing his hands up and down Clark's back, then bury them yet again in his hair, trying to direct his kisses lower.

Clark loved the little sounds Lex was making, and he set out to discover what else he could get out of Lex. His hands grasped Lex's hips as his mouth wandered further down, until he felt the wet tip of Lex's cock nudge his chin. Looking down, he took in the swollen red head, the pulsing veins and the smooth skin. Desperate for a taste, he flicked his tongue across the head.

Above him, Lex was restlessly thrashing his head from side to side, desperate for more, just more. He was incapable of speech, the mixture of curiosity and innocence and lust and tenderness driving him crazy.

When Clark suddenly swallowed his cock down to the root, Lex screamed, his body arching against Clark. He came without warning, it had all been too much.

Clark had been expecting Lex's reaction, and swallowed everything Lex gave him with a smug grin. When Lex finally relaxed and sagged back onto the altar surface, Clark gently cleaned his spent cock with soft licks and the occasional nibble, before pulling up and kissing Lex thoroughly.

Lex enjoyed tasting himself in Clark's mouth, and awkwardly moved a hand between their bodies, intent on making Clark feel just as good. He was surprised to find Clark's cock soft and flaccid, though it was hardening under his touch.

"Clark, wha..."

"Shshsh, Lex, it's ok, I came when you did. We have all the time in the world now."

Satisfied, Lex finally relaxed and pulled Clark closer on top of him. Sex with Clark had succeeded where the most skilled masseuse hadn't. He was truly relaxed now, and looking forward to enjoying this for a long time to come.