Lex stepped out onto the snowy back porch and pulled his robe closed tighter against the early March chill. “Clark, what are you doing out here?”
Resting his forearms against the porch rail, Clark glanced over his shoulder at Lex before turning his gaze back to the night sky with a shrug. “Just thinking.”
“About?” Lex’s slippered feet crunched on the snow. He suppressed a shiver as he studied the downcast turn of Clark’s lips.
“Babies.” Clark sighed heavily. “Am I ever going to get pregnant? It’s been more than a year since you had your vasectomy reversed and still nothing.”
“We weren’t exactly overly intimate last year,” Lex said, casting a somber look towards the sky.
“I know.” Lex looked back at Clark, who played with a string on his robe sleeve. “But we’ve since made up – a lot. And I really want…”
Lex slid his arm around Clark’s shoulders. “You really want another child.”
Clark nodded and gave Lex a misery-laced smile. “I’ve taken to wishing on falling stars in order to get pregnant. Stupid, huh?”
“No.” Lex tugged Clark until they stood in a loose embrace. “I’ll make your wish come true, Clark. You’ll get pregnant. I promise.”
Clark rested his forehead against Lex’s and chuckled quietly. “You just want an excuse to have lots of sex.”
“Maybe I want an excuse to be close to you.” The smile the bloomed in response warmed Lex’s heart. He tilted his chin and kissed Clark tenderly. “Let’s go inside.”
“Okay,” Clark said, took Lex’s hand, and led the way back into each other’s arms.
-End
FFL Timeline Updated
*hugs them*
“You just want an excuse to have lots of sex.”
“Maybe I want an excuse to be close to you.”
So sweet! So sad!