Shifting Priorities

by a campbell

Smallville, Lex Luthor/Martha Kent, het

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Dodecal Challange #19: Another first kiss, another unlikely pair.

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The desk chair swung slowly around. Lex, steepling his fingers, wore the grey sweater from the day before. He looked tired, Martha thought.

"Lex." No reason for discomfort. She worked here, now. Besides, Lex was Clark's friend. Even if he seemed different, on his own turf, sleeker, more sinister.

"Mrs. Kent." His voice was steel silk. "What made you decide to work for my father?"

Martha hesitated. "Several reasons, Lex. May I borrow this?" She reached for the stapler, and his hand shot out to cover hers. He rose from the chair, holding her fast.

"I won't let him hurt Clark," he hissed, moving closer, forcing her back toward the window.

Martha felt cold. "Of course not--"

Before she could finish, his mouth was on hers. She gasped, then relaxed into the kiss, scenting cool spice and desperation.

"Help me, Martha," he whispered.

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