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fan_flashworks2015-05-01 08:40 pm
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Diamonds and pearls: Smallville:Fic: Gettin' Downright Strange
Title: Gettin' Downright Strange
Fandom: Smallville
Rating: Mature
Length:250 words
Content notes: It should have been Prince, but my mind went to ZZ Top. Blame them.
Author notes: Written for the ‘diamonds and pearls’ prompt in fan_flashworks
Summary: Lex always gives them diamond earrings.
Lex always gives them diamond earrings. The same kind, Tiffany, round, solitaire, 3 karat. Very nice for the tawdry equivalent of a hostess gift, or maybe a "You've done an acceptable job as my night, or week's distraction, but that's all you were" apology.
He's never proud of himself for this. He knows he should treat these conquests better. He also knows that conquest aside, he's the one considered to be the prize.
Lex's assistant, Cherie, keeps a record of these "lucky" recipients now. Her brilliant idea, after that horrible incident at the museum gallery, when one of those diamond girls framed him for murder. It's not that Lex and his father are strangers to nefarious accusations. Some of them are almost certainly true. But there's no way Lex has that kind of blood on his hands.
One thing is sure now, even if nobody else knows it. If there are any more diamond earrings given out for services rendered, the service itself will consist of appearing on Lex's arm at public functions, being snapped by paparazzi holding hands, nearly kissing, or sharing a dance.
It won't actually consist of sharing a bed. Lex's appetite has grown more particular since an incident on Loeb Bridge, but he hasn't been able to slake it in good conscience until now. He hasn't let himself be snared by a lovely lass, for intimate business, or pleasure. He hasn't even been tempted. Not since Clark became legal, and Lex gave him a pearl necklace.
Fandom: Smallville
Rating: Mature
Length:250 words
Content notes: It should have been Prince, but my mind went to ZZ Top. Blame them.
Author notes: Written for the ‘diamonds and pearls’ prompt in fan_flashworks
Summary: Lex always gives them diamond earrings.
Lex always gives them diamond earrings. The same kind, Tiffany, round, solitaire, 3 karat. Very nice for the tawdry equivalent of a hostess gift, or maybe a "You've done an acceptable job as my night, or week's distraction, but that's all you were" apology.
He's never proud of himself for this. He knows he should treat these conquests better. He also knows that conquest aside, he's the one considered to be the prize.
Lex's assistant, Cherie, keeps a record of these "lucky" recipients now. Her brilliant idea, after that horrible incident at the museum gallery, when one of those diamond girls framed him for murder. It's not that Lex and his father are strangers to nefarious accusations. Some of them are almost certainly true. But there's no way Lex has that kind of blood on his hands.
One thing is sure now, even if nobody else knows it. If there are any more diamond earrings given out for services rendered, the service itself will consist of appearing on Lex's arm at public functions, being snapped by paparazzi holding hands, nearly kissing, or sharing a dance.
It won't actually consist of sharing a bed. Lex's appetite has grown more particular since an incident on Loeb Bridge, but he hasn't been able to slake it in good conscience until now. He hasn't let himself be snared by a lovely lass, for intimate business, or pleasure. He hasn't even been tempted. Not since Clark became legal, and Lex gave him a pearl necklace.
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