Lex Luthor (
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For Saffron
It had been a long day and Lex glad to get some sleep. He'd been working on material for his class plus working on his assignments for the two language courses he was taking and his overactive brain was tired. So tired that he hadn't even considered looking for somewhere else to sleep or someone else to share his bed. Sometimes it was just too much effort. That and he didn't know where Lucifer lived. He made a note to fix that. Soon.
Before he fell asleep, Lex checked to make sure everything was in it's place first. Books were stacked by class on the floor in between his bed and his small makeshift desk. His clothes were neatly put away and his small collection of objects relating to a certain Russian were hidden for the moment in the top drawer. Once his obsessive need to see everything in its place was satisfied, he laid down with a soft contented sigh.
Dressed in absolutely nothing due to the heat, Lex curled up on his side, one arm under his pillow, and feel into a dreamless, restful sleep.
Before he fell asleep, Lex checked to make sure everything was in it's place first. Books were stacked by class on the floor in between his bed and his small makeshift desk. His clothes were neatly put away and his small collection of objects relating to a certain Russian were hidden for the moment in the top drawer. Once his obsessive need to see everything in its place was satisfied, he laid down with a soft contented sigh.
Dressed in absolutely nothing due to the heat, Lex curled up on his side, one arm under his pillow, and feel into a dreamless, restful sleep.
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Something had been tugging at her thoughts; had been, since late February, but even more so in the last month. Saffron had always had excellent willpower, and she'd definitely been putting it to good use in the past few months, but suddenly she found herself wondering why. Well, she knew why, but she'd never worried about those kinds of things before. Really, developing some small semblance of a conscience had been more of a nuisance to her than a help.
Saffron knew where she wanted to go - she wanted to go home.
It wasn't all that far to her hut from the club, and all was quiet when she slipped silently inside. Lex was like to be asleep, then. She slipped off her shoes in the main room before padding noiselessly into Lex's bedroom, where he was indeed sleeping, quite peacefully. Not for much longer, if Saffron had anything to do with it.
She hadn't danced that night, it being a guy night, but she still didn't have much on, and she slid out of her clothing easily. A sly smile tugged at her lips as she slipped smoothly beneath the covers, completely bare, and pressed up against Lex, her front to his back. "Wakey wakey," she purred, whispering into his ear.
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