Fic: Waiting for the Eve (Smallville)
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Title: Waiting for the Eve
Fandom: Smallville - Pairing: Lex/Other
Rating: PG - Size: 143
Type: Adventure, Romance
Warnings: none
Spoilers: none
Notes: For the
smallvilleland Halloween Challenge. Originally posted in the Team Luthor comm.
Original Posting Date: 10/24/09
Summary: "There was a reason Lionel got the Castle so cheap."
The locals had all been surprised when Lex didn’t open the castle up for Halloween. Clark and Chloe had pleaded that it was a perfect setting, and that they could put all sorts of ghostly props and hauntings in there for a grand old time.
What they didn’t know was that the old Luthor Castle, which was in fact, not a Luthor Castle but a Rander one straight from Scotland, already had its own ghost. And she would not tolerate another. Not on this one night in which she could have hands and flesh. Not on this one night in which she could have Lex.
As the clock struck midnight and his ghostly lover faded, Lex watched her hungrily, the sweat drying on his skin. And he knew that he was only counting the days until the next All Hallows’ Eve.
End
Fandom: Smallville - Pairing: Lex/Other
Rating: PG - Size: 143
Type: Adventure, Romance
Warnings: none
Spoilers: none
Notes: For the
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Original Posting Date: 10/24/09
Summary: "There was a reason Lionel got the Castle so cheap."
Waiting for the Eve
The locals had all been surprised when Lex didn’t open the castle up for Halloween. Clark and Chloe had pleaded that it was a perfect setting, and that they could put all sorts of ghostly props and hauntings in there for a grand old time.
What they didn’t know was that the old Luthor Castle, which was in fact, not a Luthor Castle but a Rander one straight from Scotland, already had its own ghost. And she would not tolerate another. Not on this one night in which she could have hands and flesh. Not on this one night in which she could have Lex.
As the clock struck midnight and his ghostly lover faded, Lex watched her hungrily, the sweat drying on his skin. And he knew that he was only counting the days until the next All Hallows’ Eve.
End