"So, Clark, you said you wanted to play?"  Lex purred as he knelt naked upon the bed, his only ornament the necklace Clark had given him the year before.  He was poised, ready, arms around the chains holding the far end of the bed up. His right hand was above his head, touching the canopy and the leather straps above, his right arm was crooked around the chain like an escort to the party.

Clark was instantly, completely hard.  "Yes, Lex.  Yes, I want to play…"  He walked forward, mesmerized, the fly to the spider's web.  Never had the spider looked so tempting.  Clark paused to unhook a leather strap along his way and Lex grinned at the action.  They would see who ate whom in this game to come.