Superman and Lex Luthor faced off, faces grim, on the roof of the LexCorp Towers.

"What are you up to now, Luthor," Superman growled.

"Research!" Lex Luthor shouted, then pounted the device in his hand straight at Superman's waist. A thin beam of light emerged and although he tried to move, Superman found himself rooted to the spot.

"What are you doing?" Superman asked a few seconds later, when, in obvious disgust, Lex threw the small boxy control over the side of the building.

"Something," Lex got close enough to reach out and grab, "I should have done," he pulled - hard - at the bright red underpants that graced the outside of the familiar blue costume, "a long, long time ago!"

"Lex! Knock that off! It tickles!"

"Damn it! I can't believe your Mom sewed these things to the rest of the suit!"

Damn... you rock babe. How vome you write so fast!!!!! Gimme your speed! i've been sitting on this fic for hours. *grumble*

I love how you built up to it and it's so much fun..mwaaah.

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ps: Of course she sewed it to the suit. She was scared I might loose it. Question is, why are you interested in my underwear.

I'm looking forward to reading your story - I want to know what you do to Superman's red shorts!

I've just had the thought that it probably is a whole garment..together with the top...wouldn't the shirt roll up all the time otherwise?

Now that would be a situation to get..out of....fast.

and *g* I'm already thinking of completely rewriting..damn!!!!

"Damn it! I can't believe your Mom sewed these things to the rest of the suit!"

OMG! Bwahahahaha... !!

*G* - I imagine that Superman would then show Lex the hidden fastening to the suit, in the interests of making him stop tickling him, and what happens after that is anybody's guess.

Ohhh... can we watch?? *giggles*