Kara is on her way to pick Lena up at her office to go to their weekly lunch time yoga class. Kara is already running late because Mon-El decided to call her on her office phone just before she was about to leave. For some reason Kara could not just ditch the guy, something inside her told her to not hang up the phone and listen to his life problems: which game console should he buy?
Even though she knew it was her own fault for listening to him, she could not help to feel all worked up on her elevator ride up to Lena's office. Good thing they were joining a yoga class.
As the elevator opens Kara is met by non other than Lena behind the receptionist's desk, sitting next to Jess. Lena is crouching behind a moderate bouquet of flowers, looking down with a concentrated look on her face.
"Hey," Kara says with some surprise in her voice. She got so used to seeing Lena sit behind her own desk.
On the sound of Kara's voice Lena looks up from what appears to be her phone and her gaze meets Kara's.
"Hey," Lena replies with a smile in her eyes. "Did you just bring in this amazing smell, or am I only noticing these flowers now?"
Are you kidding me? How do you even make this things up? Kara thinks to herself.
Kara mutters a "Thank you", then she mumbles almost inaudibly: "Who knows, may be it is you".
The receptionist sitting next to Lena chimes in with a "Hi Kara, ready for class?"
Turning up her volume, Kara replies: "Hi Jess, uh yeah I guess..." Her head still busy processing what just happened.
"I will be back in two," Lena tells Jess.
Lena she does not have to explain their lengthy lunch time endeavors to anyone. Kara on the other hand always feels like she is sneaking out and rushing in. Having told no one at the office about her lunch time yoga classes, let alone that she is joined by Lena Luthor. She would just rather make up a story about going out for intel and grabbing lunch on the road. As for Supergirl, Kara got Clarke to cover for her. She managed to trick Clarke by telling him that if he needed some me-time or to spend some time with Lois, she would have his back, covering for him. Clarke deeming it a good idea, proposed to cover for her in case she needed some me-time or some time with Mon El. That was how Kara started subbing for Clarke every Friday morning, and Clarke would sub for her every Wednesday morning. Of course, she would not dare to mention she spent her me-time with Lena Luthor.
Kara turns around towards the elevator, turning her face away from both Jess and Lena to avoid any further discomfort.
"Good. Now, let's go, babe", Lena adds as she grabs Kara's arm to join her to the elevator.
Babe. Kara freezes, a rush going through her body, a red blush appearing on her cheeks.
As they walk into the elevator. Kara just stares at the buttons, unable to focus on which one to press.
"The bottom one...," Lena suggests. She looks at Kara tilting her head at the end of her sentence, throwing in her signature smile and rising an eyebrow.
Focus Kara! She thinks as she presses the button, and then starts fidgeting with her glasses.
Lena starts a conversation about her early morning meetings and takes away some of the discomfort Kara has. On route to the studio they share more work related stories.
The dressing room is devoid of other people. Again. Kara takes off her coat. Kara got so used to putting on her uniform every morning, now every Wednesday she feels naked without it. She knows she is Supergirl, with confidence and energy. Her uniform has, however, become so intrinsically tied to actually being Supergirl. Every Wednesday she needs to channel Supergirl when she picks her yoga outfit. She needs to feel as fierce in it as if it were her red and blue. She knows, however whatever outfit she picks, that with one remark, one smile and one glance, Lena will bring that Supergirl to tremble.
While Kara always wears her yoga outfit underneath her office outfit, Lena always changes into them at the studio. The first time Lena started stripping her clothes in front of her, they were in the middle of a casual conversation. Lena asked her to unzip her dress for her. Kara tried to keep the conversation going, but as Lena pulled away her hair to make space for Kara to pull the zipper down, she stopped breathing. She tried to pick herself up and continue the conversation, but as she actually pulled the zipper down and Lena's beautiful muscular back started to show, no bra!, her voice turned hoarse immediately. Kara could feel the heat taking over her body. She had to sit down, back against the wall, trying not to look at Lena's further stripping. Lena just continued to talk about this new Kombucha place that they definitely had to check out. It is, however, impossible not to look at Lena. Her perfect curves, that sharp jawline, the silky fairness of her skin. The way her well-shaped ass rounds as she bends to put on her leggings... Lena changing into yoga gear had Kara completely zoned out.
Ever since, Kara is becomes instantaneously distracted around Lena, or rather, becomes pre-occupied with the beauty of the brunette. Ever since that first dressing room encounter, Kara makes sure to leave for the toilet when Lena starts to take off her clothes. She needs to walk towards that toilet with a certain determination, she needs to avoid Lena's eyes at any cause. However, she feels Lena's eyes prying in her back when she walks toward that toilet. She hears Lena's breath. Knowing that, Kara wants to parade towards that toilet, confident like a peacock casting out his feathers, like Supergirl, hands on her hips with swagger. But the realization of Lena watching her only makes her tremble. So instead she flutters towards the toilet, like a butterfly surrendering to the winds.
When they walk into the yoga room, Lena's arm gently brushes against Kara's, a little nudge from the brunette, as they walk towards the mats that are waiting for them on the floor. Class is rather busy. There are only two spots left in the back right behind each other. Kara takes the back mat, while Lena settles down in front of her.
Kara watches Lena sit down. The lower back spreading, arching a little, her spine erecting, lengthening the back of her neck as she reaches the crown of the head up towards the sky. Such a dignified posture. Such beauty, such grace.
Kara sits down on her own pillow in a comfortable cross-legged position. As she closes her eyes, she feels her hips sinking into the pillow. A certain heaviness washes over her as she tries to let go of everything Lena. She starts to focus on her breath, bringing her breath to a steady even rhythm, slowly her body and mind become more relaxed. The teacher guides them through a series of breathing exercises, asking them to "ignite Ujjayi," before asking us to open their eyes again.
Once Kara opens her eyes, immediately her head starts overflowing with thoughts about Lena. Her eyes catch Lena's beautiful back in front of her. Bringing herself back to her breath, she manages to steady herself. The teacher invites them onto hands and knees. Kara tries to keep her eyes on the floor rather than looking forward, tries to keep linking her movements to her breath, letting that be her only focus. Again, it proves to be a challenge as Lena's hips start to sway when the teacher invites them to "move organically, look for those nice stretches in your cat/cows, let your breath guide you through the movements."
Kara's superhearing becomes drawn to Lena's breath. She becomes aware of the rhythm in which Lena links her movements to her breaths. Powerful, steady, with gentle sighs. Kara's own breath and movements start to join into the same rhythm, she can feel her hips swaying as if they were swaying with Lena's, against Lena's. Energy, a glowing warmth moving down into her pelvis. From their their hips sway up into Downward Facing Dog. Kara feels the blood rushing from her pelvic center to her head. Grounding her somewhat again.
From here the teacher guides her student's through a series of dynamic postures, from Sun Salutations into a series of standing postures, all the while Kara keeps her breath rhythm linked to Lena's. Riding the waves of the breath together. Moving as one. A dance in unison. Her practice has never felt more effortless and has never been more meditative.
When the dynamic part of class reaches climax, they enter a calmer pace of class, letting go of uplifting sensations of Ujjayi and the dance of their breaths. The teacher talks her class into a supported bridge pose, using Lena as her demonstration model. Kara looks at the play in front of her: Lena sun kissed by the rays of light beaming through the window, surrounding her body with an compelling glow. Lena's eyes are closed, as she slowly but surely lifts her hips up, thigh muscles defining through the fabric as they start to work. Once her hips are all the way up and her shoulders rolled under, arching her back to perfection, the teacher places a block underneath Lena's sacrum. Slowly a sense of surrendering becomes visible on Lena's face, as she trusts her body weight to the block. The tiny muscles in her face straighten out and her jaws relax. Kara's sight is completely caught by the way this pose carves Lena's body. Those sharp lines of her pubic bone lifting up towards the ceiling through the tightness of her pants. The hipbones resting on the hem of her leggings. Like the corpus Christi of Michaelangelo's Pieta, Lena looks fully surrendered to her block. The hard working CEO finding release. Kara is sure this is where Lena gets her confidence from: understanding the needs of her physique, the need to balance work and relaxation.
The final relaxation that follows allows Kara to find some sort of surrendering as well. After a few minutes, her lingering thoughts about Lena turn into a general sense of calm, of bliss.
After class, the two join each other's company in silence. Completely relaxed and slowed down, Kara and Lena walk toward the dressing room. Kara's mind feels as if it just melted. Her thoughts go super slow. When Lena's arm brushes against hers again, she registers it as if it is happening in slow motion. Her skin so delicate, a little damp from class, a shiver as they touch.
Kara almost floats into the common space. "Would you like some tea?" she asks in a soft voice.
"No, thank you." Lena replies, settling herself down behind a big bouquet of flowers, while Kara goes to grab a cup of tea.
While pouring the hot steaming tea, Kara slowly regains some control back over herself. The world spinning again in its normal pace. It is in these moments after class, that she feels most like Supergirl, confident, relaxed.
"Hey," Kara smiles as she approaches Lena. The CEO is facing her phone again.
Lena looks up. "Hey.." That sly smile again.
Kara's eyes blinking slowly as she speaks. "Something is radiating beauty. Would it be the flowers, or could it be you?"