Disclaimer: Supergirl doesn't belong to me. If it did, I would have done a few things differently; but I guess that's why there are so many awesome Supergirl stories out there. Hope you enjoy! :D
She didn't understand how this was possible… couldn't even understand what exactly had happened – but here she was; kneeling before Cat Grant, bruised fingertips caressing her equally as bruised face, as the elder of the two of them looked down upon her in pain and confusion.
"I'm so sorry… I didn't know…" Cat began, stuttering, which was most unlike the Queen of all Media. Despite the pain encompassing her entire body, the inability of the elder blonde to form coherent sentences, was what concerned Kara the most.
"I don't understand" Kara mumbled, running her tingling fingertips across the forming bruise on her cheek.
"Speak up Kira. We're not all endowed with super senses, you know" Cat chastised, before catching herself. Kara was still knelt before her; pain shadowing her usually cheery face.
"My powers aren't gone… but you hurt me. I don't understand"
Cat reached down, took hold of Kara's elbows, and pulled her to her feet.
"What do you mean your powers aren't gone?" She demanded, catching the young blonde's face in her hands, demanding her waning attention.
"I can feel them; I just don't know what happened!" Kara grunted in frustration.
Cat was used to Kara being so lost for words, but it was usually her doing – this was something different all together. The superhero worried her bottom lip between her teeth as she pondered what had happened, but Cat knew it wouldn't help. She reached forwards and ran her thumb along the trapped lip, drawing it from between Kara's perfect pearly whites, earning her a stuttered gasp from the young woman.
"Ms. Grant?!" The choked outcry escaped Kara's lips before she had the sense to stop it. Cat had advised Kara to drop the 'Ms. Grant' as soon as she'd been promoted, but the way it passed the younger woman's lips in a gaspy breath sped her heart deliciously. She leant further forward, smiling slightly as Kara's breath sped up with the slowly decreasing distance between them.
It wasn't how she'd planned it, but as she placed her lips atop Kara's, she realised that she needn't have planned anything; it was more perfect than she could have ever imagined. They fit, remarkably so.
"Have you ever considered that I just might be your Kryptonite?" She queried, breaking the kiss with a coy smile.
"All the time" Kara replied, brushing her lips across Cat's moistened ones "Now we know you can break me"
"And I'm going to have so much fun doing so" Cat smirked, running her thumb, once again, across Kara's bottom lip, delighting in the whimper that it created.
It wasn't how she'd planned it; she had never anticipated that her hitting Kara would lead to the younger blonde whimpering her name deliciously so, but she wouldn't complain; Kara was finally hers, remarkably powerless and all.
The whole situation was confusing, but maybe, just maybe, Cat was Kara's Kryptonite after all.