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Lex didn't bother looking at the papers as he idly signs. Just a glance and the secretaries all pile on and on, once they get their signature and just a check to make sure they gave him the right place to sign on, leaves to hand in the papers.
Of course Lex would sign every paper on point and his signature bold, it's the assistant's fault if they didn't bring a smoother board or gave him the right place to sign if it came out wrong then they will have to reprint it again and get him to sign it again and by the time he goes down into the lab you won't see him until tomorrow so good luck to them!
Luthorcorp employees must be efficient, there can be no mistakes. The interns who completely missed him will also be punished. Even if he had more free time today, it doesn't mean he has to waste it on lacking employees.
He loosens his cufflinks as the elevator goes down to the lab level where only him and a few others have access to.
There is the inner lab level only two people can enter, should they need others they require either Lex himself or Mercy's access card. For now, it's only available to Lex because Mercy has a present for him and for him only.
He reaches the far end of the lab, part of the present is in his pocket and he hadn't known what it's for until he saw the symbol engraved on the back and new which floor to go to.
It's a part sun part moon, symbolising the body that takes sunlight to shine. Oh he's going to take alright, he is going to take until the sun has nothing left to give. His steps are hurried, there was only two reasons the room would be used and both compelled his heart and legs to speed up.
He reaches his destination in a minute.
In the middle of the room is a familiar looking figure but it's all engulfed in red sun radiation. He should probably have taken sunscreen but he finds red sun radiation to be ineffective against humans.
Lex savours Superman's look of defeat, although it wasn't him that did it, he was still given him as a gift so how could he refuse? He isn't going to experiment on him no, if he wants to he'll have to earn it by capturing him himself. Now, he is going to take something else.
Lex leaves his jacket outside, pocketing the controller Mercy gave him into his pockets in his pants. Lex then swiftly walks into the room, closing the door behind him and not bothering to lock, should someone break in and watch... well... he is sure to get security fired then because this part of the lab is meant to be impenetrable just ask the spy who tried to sneak in with invisibility being tortured upstairs.
Nothing will take this away from him.
"Lex," Superman narrows his eyes as soon as he came in. His hands are trapped in a metal retaint wielded to the wall behind him and his legs tied to the legs of a chair. He could not break out with his super strength because of the red sun, he still made sure the restraints are made up of the strongest material there is because Superman even as without his powers is still strong.
Maybe he should have kept some Kryptonite just in case. But there is no need for Superman to suffer, for now.
"Whatever it is you are planning, it stops now."
Lex scoffs as he doesn't bother replying him as he circles around him. Lex wonders if he has super hearing, apparently not if not he would have heard his heart racing. He really needs to give Mercy a raise and paid vacation.
She made sure there was no weaknesses in the restraints even the chair is metal and wielded to the ground, unlike wood, Superman can't try to chip it to escape.
Superman himself is nervous, not sure why Lex isn't replying him and whatever it is Lex has planned for him. He can't do anything at all but hopes that the justice league figure out that he has been missing for too long and come find him.
But they won't be able to enter this lab not with the safeguards Lex has in the place.
Superman tries his best not to jump when Lex's cold fingers trails along the back side of his neck where the collar of his suit doesn't reach. He trails along the sides to the front, stepping in front of him. It's like he is drawing a collar around his neck.
He can feel his pulse underneath his hands as he covers his palms over his nape and squeezes.
Lex watches as Superman's face scrunches up, as someone who never feels, he is quite expressive when he can feel everything.
Lex is able to take out his anger, his frustration and his sadness all onto Superman and he'd feel everything. The way his hair is perfect even after being brought here with not much ceremony. The same way he was treated when he surrendered to him, him of all people.
His bright blue eyes filled with no malice only tears that threaten to spill at the face of death, his lips are moist looking and not chapped or dry. He could be a supermodel if he wanted to, he'd maybe not save as many lives as fighting criminals but at least he gets them to lust after him instead of money and death.
Lex wouldn't want people to see him like this however, that pleasure only belongs to him. Bringing the great Superman down to a crying, whimpering mess.
Superman's eyes roll back and Lex loosens his hold, not realising that he is bordering on snapping his neck. How long as it been? Lex hadn't been keeping count but given the way Superman coughs, it's near his limit of a few minutes.
Lex is sure it will bruise later, he presses his fingers against a vein just for good measure. Superman is tense as if expecting a beating but Lex isn't here for that. He is trailing his fingers down his suit until it reaches his pants and he tugs it down in one go with the trunks.
"L-Lex?! Wait-"
Lex looks like he wants to devour him but Clark didn't know if he was being mind controlled or possessed because why is the guy who wants to kill Superman all the time doing this?
Superman didn't think that maybe this was part of that, only a ploy to get the DNA sample he is going to need. He is quite big, bigger than any he's ever seen before.
His eyes are blown wide as Lex's hand wraps around his girth, not moving fast enough for his taste but entranced by the sight of Lex's expression, tinted with a beautiful blush, his eyes trained onto him with all that defiance and promises of pain or well, a good time.
Superman doesn't protest, instead he really tries to keep his hips still, not wanting to choke the guy but Lex isn't one to back down from a challenge. He licks the tip of Superman's cock which is already leaking with precum before sucking it into his mouth. He hadn't even make it halfway when Lex feels cum shoot down his throat. He hadn't expect it to be over that quick, to prevent himself from choking, he pulls out, letting cum splatter all over his head and face.
Superman is embarrassed that he didn't last long at all but it was hard given the way Lex's pretty blue eyes widen in surprise, licking the cum that dribbled down his lips. He should be storing his semen right now but Superman's dick is still hard. It's about the same taste as a human's, slightly saltier than bitter.
Superman didn't expect Lex to go back in, hoping that it was the end but also a deeper part of him is happy that he continued because once he not nearly as enough. Others often complained that he was too insatiable but Lex of course won't let himself be defeated.
This time he lasts longer and Lex can take a little more, relaxing his throat and using his tongue and saliva to help with easing his mouth in.
Superman couldn't stay still anymore, Mercy didn't tie his hips down for a reason after all. It's so that he can abuse Lex's throat, making him choke and his eyes water a little as he fucks himself down Lex's hot mouth.
Lex doesn't splutter when Superman cums again, swallowing most of it until it was too much all at once, a little bit of cum dribbles down his chin. Superman slumps after emptying himself but that's not right... his dick is still half hard and if Lex keeps looking at him with that sick fascination, he is going to be fully hard again.
"How many?" Lex asks, voice raspy. Superman swallows his saliva that has been pooling heavily.
"Five."
But no one has ever stuck with him after the first one and Superman doesn't really have time to pleasure himself, to Lex's advantage however he didn't last very long on the first one. Lex stands as if to leave but that's not it, he is unbuttoning his shirt and pants. He should turn away but... he is mesmerised by the way his hand is still steady and efficient.
Superman wishes that he'd at least let him free, he wants to touch Lex, to feel his heartbeat underneath his smooth, warm skin but seeing it was all he can do. Lex turns around and positions himself onto his cock.
Was he not going to prepare himself? Apparently that wasn't necessary because Lex is already dripping with lube and fully stretched. His estimates are wild for being accurate given how easy he sinks himself all the way. At least by Superman's standards because Lex feels like he is being split open, it's clearly not enough but Lex force himself to take it all and takes his time to adjust to it.
Clark can only helplessly watch as Lex wiggles his hips, he wants out, his wrist already in bruised for struggling so hard to break free. Lex doesn't care about his pain, all he wants is to chase his orgasm as he bounces onto Clark's cock.
As great as this view is, Clark wants to see his face when he is doing this. Instead, his eyes trails down his arched back, with the cute blush on his shoulder and his puckering hole.
Superman didn't last long, identifying his ragged breath as his climax on the way. Lex continues to milk him with his hips until he himself is cumming. Such a lewd sight to see Superman's cum trickle down his legs. Two more to go.
Clark is slightly worried that maybe Lex might strain himself by going that quickly after his first orgasm, Clark has no refractory period either given how his cock hardens inside of him as Lex moved, ignoring the cum leaking out of his hole. His objective long gone from his mind.
"Ah- Lex wait wait-"
"What?" Lex growls but doesn't stop.
"I want to see your face, p-please."
Lex growls. "Shut up."
"Please...?"
Lex slams his ass faster and harder, almost like they are fighting instead of fucking which works like a charm as Superman shuts up and buckles.
"You really need to work on your stamina," Lex muses as he finally turns around but buries his face into the crook of Clark's neck while tracing the logo on his chest. Who knew the guy who couldn't feel pain most of the time had a pain kink?
Only Lex can bring out this side of him. Encouraged to inflict more, he pull at his hair, pulling his collar down and biting him hard enough to draw the metallic taste of blood from him. Superman groans, hips jerking. He wasn't supposed to be able to move, but he doesn't care about the pain in his butt and thrusts into Lex.
Lex doesn't do anything about it, letting him fuck him as he pants against his chin.
Now Lex's mind is wondering if they would do this when they were fighting, his Kryptonite suit making Superman bleed and restrained with a freshly installed compartment in his suit that gives him easy access to his hole. Maybe this will finally get the city's loss of faith in Superman, seeing him rut senselessly on live television.
He's sure Lois would love to see a close up.
Does Superman think about it sometimes? He had his fair share of choking him after all. He laps up the blood his teeth had made on his neck, enjoying the taste of sweat and blood on his tongue.
"Superman..." Lex moans.
Lex lost count of how many times Superman has climaxed but this is definitely the hardest, it hits his orgasm as well, his spluttering dick bouncing against the small bump on his belly. It shrinks a little when Superman moves again.
"I need a moment," Lex grumbles but Superman is not listening at all.
Okay maybe stamina isn't an issue anymore. Lex almost falls off the chair so he wraps his arms around Superman's cape, letting him thrust into him as he like as he bounces on his lap.
Lex forgets who this is, lazily opening his mouth as Superman surges forward to kiss him. Lex's face however rolls to the side, body slumped against him.
"Lex?" Superman huffs as his hips stop despite him wanting to continue. He was worried that maybe they had gone too far and his suspicions were correct when he hears soft snoring.
Superman pales, will someone come and get them? He can't have him like this and with his dick inside of him. He couldn't wait, this was his chance to escape. He wiggles his toes for Lex's pants, hoping that he somehow has the key inside of it.
He feels the controller and tries to activate it while Lex is still sleeping on his shoulder like he is the world's most comfortable pillow.
After a few seconds of struggling, the room powers down when his toe finds the button. But without sunlight it wouldn't matter. He looks up to see if his cuffs are unlocked only to find it still locked. But then red sun room turns on again, this time, with yellow sun rays.
What was this room even used for? He is surprised to feel such strong radiation. This is bad for Lex however as too much is harmful to him. Superman easily breaks of out his cuffs and breaks through the door, his body shielding Lex from the impact.
The door flies somewhere past a few empty tables. Whoops... that's too much power. He pulls out his cape, wrapping it around Lex so he can put him onto the floor without it being too cold as he goes back in to take Lex's things and pulls the switch on the wall to turn off the room completely. He is very trusting given the switch can very well be armed with a bomb but Clark doubts that Lex is that suicidal.
The only reason why they would have such powerful yellow sun emitters however is to heal a Kryptonian which is surprising but made Clark contemplate a little about Lex's hate for aliens not being as simple as it seems.
He couldn't escape through the walls so he has no choice but to take the lift. To prevent him from turning in Lex, Mercy sends them to the private office levels.
Has she been watching the whole time? Who knows. But they definitely have more than enough DNA sample from the Kryptonian.