Lex Luthor awoke in his own bed, alone. "Clark?"

{Glomps Lex} Oh poor, poor Lex. How terribly unfair and unkind. He shouldn't have to reap the rewards of a universe that fell apart after he did everything that was needed to have the life he has with his Clark.

You had me from your greeting ... and as disappointed as I am in myself for such weakness, looks like I'll be laced and strapped in for the long haul, I can not resist this wip.

Hugs you for the wonder that is your wonderful Clex musings.