Lazy afternoons
Lex closed his eyes, a blissful expression on his face. Strong fingers kneaded the balls of his feet, extracting a deep purr from him. Sure strokes were applied, the right amount of pressure. Lex felt like he was about to melt and simply slide down, off the couch, if it wasn't for the fact he was already stretched out, on his back, on said couch.
"You work too hard." Slightly disapproving.
"You worry too much," Lex sighed contentedly as his lover slid down to lie with him, faint scent of hay and sunshine, soft, dark hair brushing, tickling his neck.
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Wow, I love the changes you made! Love, love, love :-D
You are so scarily good at rewriting. I always get stuck on the first thing I put down on paper. Guess that maybe has something to do with you actually practicing, huh? ^_~
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Thank you!
And yeah - you ought to know I always practice writing - you nagged me into this drabble thing - and look where it's gotten me :-D
I *told* you, you created a drabble monster
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"Hey, Clark?"
"Yeah?"
"I know this lovely lady who deserves to have her feet rubbed. Wanna volunteer?"
"Um, I'm not sure Lex would let me."
"Oh. Hmm, well, bring Lex along, I *know* she'll appriciate the company of both you boys... Eh, Clark? Why the sudden blush?"
<rolls her eyes at the awkward silence> "Jeez, you kids now adays - you've got a dirty mind!"
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Don't they, though? Heaven knows, all *I* had in mind was an innocent footrub, while the boys were innocently dressed in see-through togas.