"Rao…fuck…don't stop, baby," Kara moaned while tightening her grip on raven hair. Lena quickened her pace, sucking aggressively on the blonde's clit as she curled three fingers against Kara's walls. The two women have been doing this for months. They would call the other to their place, the night starting off like a simple dinner amongst friends, but it would always end with the two nakedly competing for dominance under a thin coat of sweat. They would wake up the next morning to an empty bed, silently agreeing that the night before was nothing more than sex.
The first time it happened, Kara and Lena didn't speak for days. Not wanting to admit that they allowed their desires to act on their behalf. However, after some time alone with their thoughts, they finally admitted to themselves that they wanted whatever that was, to happen again. Tonight, started off the same way it usually does, except this time Lena came over to Kara's for dinner. After dinner, the two sat on the couch, drinking the glass of wine that Lena brought over. They talked about their day, how Lena just closed a huge deal for L-Corp, and how Kara wrote an article that Snapper finally agreed with. After running out of things to talk about, the women decided to watch a movie—that is until Lena started to feel Kara's lips moving softly against her neck—then, they decided not to. They decided that the bedroom offered more than what the movie possibly could.
And that's how they ended up here: with Kara's legs over Lena's shoulders, Lena's tongue dancing along the superhero's core, Kara holding onto the brunette's hair for dear life, and Lena doing whatever it took to push the blonde over the edge. These moments were becoming one of the favorite parts of their days, but they would never admit that these moments were more than "a friend helping a friend." They would never admit that these moments were more than moments. They were something special. Something desired and craved. Something more.
Kara's back arched from against the bed as her legs tightened around Lena's head. She gasped loudly as she allowed her orgasm to overtake her and she moaned when she noticed that the brunette was not letting up. Lena removed her lips from the blonde's clit, wanting to see the look on her face when she made the reporter cum once more. Lena moved her body against Kara's, continuing to the thrust into the woman beneath her. Kara threw her arm over the brunette's shoulder, biting her bottom lip to stop the scream she had trapped in her throat.
"Come for me one more time," Lena demanded. Kara complied, already on the edge from the first time the woman made her come. Kara moaned loudly, allowing her head to rest against the woman above her shoulder as she languidly kissed her neck. Lena quickened her pace once more, forcing the blonde to bite into her neck, trying to stifle a moan. Lena moaned at the action, slowly thrusting in and out of Kara, to allow her friend to ride her orgasm out. Kara let her head to fall against the pillow, her eyes remaining closed. Lena kissed the woman's neck, still thrusting slowly in and out of the taller woman, until Kara finally got the strength to the grab her wrist.
"Please," she whispered tiredly. Lena knew exactly what the blonde was asking. She was beyond sensitive, especially after making the blonde see stars, not once, but twice that night. Lena withdrew her fingers from the superhero, rolling off the woman and onto her side. She chuckled upon hearing Kara whimper at the loss of warmth. After moments, Kara finally opened her eyes, staring at the brunette who was propped up on her arm, mindlessly tracing patterns on Kara's torso.
"She lives," Lena whispered, smiling when she noticed the blonde blush next to her. Kara nodded her head, offering her signature smile as she moved impossibly close to the brunette next to her. "She does," she replied. The two remained silent for a moment, lying next to one another; content in not saying anything. "Lena," the blonde whispered. The brunette looked down, allowing green eyes to meet blue, "That was amazing," Kara finished.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I'm glad you think so. I was afraid I might have pushed you too far with the second act."
Kara laughed, shaking her head. "No."
"No?"
"No, that was amazing, too."
"Good," Lena smiled, leaning down once more to capture the lips that she has, admittedly, grown to crave.
This was the part of the night where everything became confusing. The part with the dinner, and even when they were having sex, all came easy. Those were the simple things. The things that the two women knew how to do effortlessly. But this part, after the food, the moans, the bites, the kisses, and the orgasms…this is where things got complicated. Because the truth was, that despite their dating behavior and despite their late nights, they were just…friends. Nothing more, nothing less. And if either one of them wanted to be more, they certainly didn't make any moves to change that. They established that this would only be sex. To stay afterwards to cuddle and wake up in the morning would break that truce that they established.
After lazily kissing, Lena stayed a moment longer. Waiting for the superhero to fall asleep so she could make her exit. She never left immediately after sex. Some part of her made her feel like she was using the blonde if she had done that. The least she could do was wait for Kara to close her beautiful blue eyes and then leave her to her dreams. This arrangement worked best for them. Specifically, the arrangement worked best for Lena.
Lena didn't know how to have a relationship. Her last serious one left her running to National City in a fit of tears and filled with disappointment. This arrangement protected her from having to run again, from having to deal with another heart break waiting to happen. She had no doubt that if she offered a relationship that Kara would say "yes." But, that is because the superhero is filled with so much hope and faith that good things will happen and that things can work out. Lena couldn't bear to see the look on the hero's face when she noticed that Lena was a lost cause.
It was better this way. It was better to have a friend with benefits. To have someone that came with no strings attached.
It didn't take long for Kara to fall asleep. It took an even shorter time for Lena to get into her clothes, gather her shoes, and step out the door.
Lena stepped out of the elevator searching in her purse for her phone. She tried to stifle a yawn as she walked closer to Hector's desk.
"Morning, Hector," she stated.
Hector looked up from his desk, handing his boss her morning coffee and itinerary for the day. "Morning, Ms. Luthor you have—"
The younger man stopped short, allowing his words to fall from his tongue as he stared at his boss's neck.
"Wow, what happened to you," he questioned in a panic.
Lena looked up from the itinerary she had been reading. Following the man's gaze and offering a quick smile. "Oh this," she waved her hand, "it's nothing. I thought I could cover it with makeup but it seems to have a mind of its own." Lena woke up that morning to discover that the blonde's bite mark had settled in. To say she was upset with the Kryptonian would be an understatement, but she couldn't stay mad for long when she remembered what she did to earn the bite in the first place.
"Are you okay, it looks," her assistant paused, "painful."
Lena chuckled once again, handing her coat to her assistant and taking a sip of her coffee. Diverting her attention back to her itinerary she spoke, "It's fine. Nothing more than evidence of a good night, Hector."
"I'll say," Hector murmured.
"What were you saying before," she questioned, ignoring her assistance last statement.
"Oh," he replied, "I was saying that you have someone waiting for you in your office. I called you a couple of times to give you a heads up, but you weren't answering."
"Yeah, I can't seem to find my phone."
Lena looked at her office door and then back to her assistant. When he didn't continue his statement, she lifted an eyebrow awaiting his response.
"Oh," he stated, "his name is Jack Spheer, says that you two are old friends."
Lena looked back at the door. God, the last person she wanted to see at this morning was Jack. They didn't end on the best terms. She walked out on him the moment she was told she had to take over the company. He asked her to choose between him and her family; and as much as she hated her family and loved him, she was still a Luthor. And the legacy her father and brother built couldn't be easily destroyed. She wouldn't allow it. Every now and then, she would wonder what would have happened if she just stayed behind. If she had chosen him over her name.
She sighed, hand her paper back to Hector.
Hector winced, taking in his boss's expression, "Should I have not allowed him in? I can tell him to leave."
Lena shook her head, "No, no. That's fine."
Lena gave her assistant a nervous smile, sighing as she pushed the door to her office open. Lena walked into the room more confidently than she felt. Placing her coffee onto her desk, she stepped out onto the balcony to greet her guest.
"You don't have an appointment," she replied coolly.
Jack smiled, looking from the view of the city onto his ex. "I don't, but what I have to say will only take a moment, then I'll leave you to this view."
Lena smiled, "You have a moment."
Jack walked closer to the brunette. Stopping in what seemed like a complete violation of Lena's personal space to an outsider, but Lena knew that this was just who he was. "I have a conference I would like for you to attend."
Lena sighed, looking at the view for the first time she has stepped on the balcony. "I'm busy, Jack."
Jack sighed, stepping closer to the woman, forcing her eyes to look onto him instead of National City. "I have no doubt in my mind that that is true, but I was wondering if you could set aside some time and come anyway."
"The moment I could have taken is being wasted on you, this very second," Lena stated with a smile.
"Then how about another moment," Jack questioned.
The older man removed his hands from his pocket as she cupped his ex's face. Lena looked up at the man for the first time that day. He looked just the way she left him, if anything he had allowed his hair to grow longer, but the look suited him. Even the beard that he now sported offered an air of sophistication she always knew he held. Jack looked fantastic, except even Lena could notice the new hint of sadness that he carried in his eyes. She noticed it because she wore the same look well.
After moments of staring at one another Jack finally spoke up, "Hi," he stated awkwardly.
Lena chuckled, moving her hands to cover his, "Hi."
Jack opened his mouth once more, before shifting his hand and pulling the woman closer. "Good God, Lena, what happened?"
Lena sighed, allowing the moment they shared to be broken, "Nothing, Jacky, I'm fine."
He shook his head, pushing her hair to the side, and pulling the woman closer, "No, you're not. You have a huge bruise on the side of your neck."
The brunette rolled her eyes at his antics. She had been through worse before, it was a simple bruise, it would heal. As she opened her mouth to respond, the pair was interrupted by the CEO's name being called.
"Hey, Lena I—"
The blonde stopped short, noticing the embrace that Lena and Jack were in. He still had his hands on Lena, except one hand was cupping her face while the other was resting on her shoulder. Lena's hair had been moved back, exposing her neck. Kara stopped at the sight, fidgeting with her glasses as she spoke. "Oh, I—I," she stuttered, "I didn't mean to interrupt. I just—you just," the blonde stepped forward placing Lena's phone onto her desk.
"You, uh, left this at—you left this."
Kara turned around swiftly from the scene, walking out of the brunette's office. Lena stood there dumbfounded. She hadn't expected Kara to show up to her office. And worst of all, when she arrived she was in whatever this was with Jack. It was all innocent. But she could imagine how this would look through the eyes of the blonde.
"Who was that," Jack questioned.
Lena stepped out of the man's hold. "I have to go talk to her."
Jack nodded his head, grabbing the woman's hand before she stepped away, "Wait, the conference. Say you'll come."
Lena looked back from her office to the man holding her hand. "I'll have to see, Jacky. But I really do have to go."
Jack nodded his head. Lena sighed, things definitely have just gotten complicated.