Alexánder remained lying on your chest, relaxed. I had spent the night with you, you were nothing, you were just two teenage boys who were experimenting, there was nothing more.

You were a classmate of Lex, you lived in Smallville, you didn't talk much, everything came up through your revelation of sexuality, which attracted the interest of young Luthor who had been a little confused lately. He made you a proposal that you accepted, resulting in this moment.

Lex's only thoughts were Lionel is going to kill me, but he maintained his composure. "What time will your parents come?" Lex asked, getting up from his seat to look at the clock on the wall, counting every second so he could leave before Lionel returned to the mansion and realized he was gone.

"I have to go now."