Summary:

Kara and Lena leave the office, have dinner and dot, dot, dot.

Notes:

Chapter two picks up exactly where the previous chapter left off.

I wrote this to the sound of "Say You Love Me" by Jessie Ware on repeat (it was totally accidental, my random mode selected it just as I was sitting down to write and well…). I think the pace of the music goes really, really well with the story, even though the lyrics are so heartbreaking, which is the *opposite* of what you are about to read, don't worry. If you want to listen to the instrumental version instead, here it is ( /o0vk7roK6kY?list=RDo0vk7roK6kY). I urge you to listen to either while reading it. ;)

Happy reading!

Chapter 2

As Lena makes her way to walk past Kara so she could retrieve her coat and purse, Kara without moving out of her place grabs Lena's hand and draws her close, and suddenly Lena finds herself in Kara's arms.

"Hi," Kara says with a hint of shyness and a smile.

"Hello," Lena answers with a smile of her own, leaning in to join their lips in a little peck as she encircles Kara's waist with her arms.

"You ordered dinner?" Lena asks.

"Yeah. Is that okay? I just figured neither of us would be in the mood to sit in a restaurant for over two hours after…" Kara cuts herself off nervously, after having almost trampled over her own words.

"I think that's a great idea," Lena reassures her as she makes her way to where her coat and purse are.

"You changed into slacks?" Kara says with a pout and Lena snorts and shakes her head.

"Let's just say it's a good thing I keep a few articles of clothing in here since the skirt I had on has seen more action than people other than you and I should be privy to," Lena says with an eyebrow raise and a smirk that turns into a chuckle when she sees the journey Kara's face has gone into while she processed what Lena has just said.

Kara has ordered their dinner from a little Italian restaurant that Kara had taken Lena on a few previous occasions. It's a very small and modest place, somewhere that Lena would never know exists had it not been for Kara. The place isn't far from L-Corp so they decide on walking there. As they make their way through the sidewalks of National City, their hands go from brushing sporadically to fingers interlocking and Lena doesn't remember the last time she's felt like this. Kara has her hand in a firm grasp, but she has never felt more liberated.

They end up going to Lena's apartment since it's just a few blocks away from the restaurant and, apparently, "I think this might be one of my new favorite things about this new development in our relationship." Kara says about them walking side by side holding hands, and Lena can't do anything more than to agree as she brings Kara's hand to her lips while they continue to stroll their way over the streets of National City.

Dinner is a silent affair. Lena doesn't remember the last time they have gone through an entire meal without saying a word to each other, she thinks, as she realizes that it would have been something alarming had it not been for the glances and elated smiles they shared every so often. It would have been a matter of concern had it not been for the fact that they had held hands throughout the entire meal, their thumbs playfully and caringly brushing against each other's. It would have been something to worry about had it not been for the fact that Lena could see clear as water the love and want she feels reflected on Kara's eyes every time their gazes met.

In the past, when Lena cogitated scenarios in which she would admit to Kara about the shift in her feelings for her best friend, she always anticipated some sort of awkwardness, be it because Kara wouldn't share the same sentiment ultimately, or because that revelation would make them self-conscious about the way they should act around each other in light of the new disclosure; the touches that were welcomed, the touches that were too much until they found a new balance, until they figured out that new aspect of their relationship.

She thought that it would take some time for them to readjust their behavior around each other, but like everything else involving Kara, it all just fell into place one piece at a time over the progression of their friendship. It all just came naturally, like it was always supposed to be like that. Like them confessing their feelings for one another was just the last piece to a five thousand piece puzzle they've been putting together during the time they have been friends. Like each encounter, each late night confession, each time they made the other laugh, every phone call, every text, each touch have led them right to this moment, and now they can see the whole picture. They can see how far they've come, how many layers to each other they have uncovered, how many wounds they have helped heal in one another, how many moments they've shared that have culminated in this one right here, and how many more there would be in this new picture they have just started to unveil.

"Hey, Lee?" Lena hears Kara say taking her out of her musings.

"Mmhmm." Lena hums in acknowledgment, turning to look at Kara who is now standing with her hand extended to Lena.

"Come here," Kara says gently and Lena takes her hand as she gets up from her place at the table.

"Dance with me," Kara says bringing Lena's body closer to hers.

"I don't hear any music," Lena says teasingly, her chest warming at Kara's thoughtfulness.

"Just… We'll just sway. Is that okay?" Kara says and Lena notices a tad of nervousness in her tone.

"That's perfect, actually, love," Lena reassures her as she encircles Kara's waist and rests her head on Kara's shoulder.

For a few moments, they just sway. So slowly their bare feet barely move, their breathing being the only sound Lena's human ears could pick up. Lena feels as Kara rests her head above hers and Lena brings her arms up on Kara's back, bringing their upper bodies closer together, and she feels Kara letting out a puff of breath, her thumb making feather like circles on Lena's back.

"When did you know?" Kara whispers, breaking the comfortable silence they've been immersed in for the past few minutes.

"The gala." Lena simply says with a smile into Kara's neck, knowing exactly about what Kara had just asked.

That night, a little over three months ago, has been playing on Lena's mind over and over again. The night she realized that what she felt for Kara surpassed the normal, common affection one has for their best friend.

L-Corp was hosting a gala and an hour or so into the evening, Lena had been invited to dance with an investor. So, out of politeness, she had accepted it. It started out as expected, that uneasiness that came with being in a position you would rather avoid, the uncomfortableness of having to be so close to someone you didn't know, someone you didn't care about past business negotiations. But Lena was a professional and she knew these matters came with the territory. She took a deep breath, put a smile on her face and brave out one more time. Like she had done through these countless events she'd been attending for so many years, even before she had become a CEO.

Nevertheless, when she felt this companion's hand inappropriately lowering on her back she was ready to leave him on the dance floor, even if it meant possibly losing business with him. However, just as she was thinking of a tactic for getting out of his hold, she felt a soft hand landing on her back, and a scent that was all too familiar to her invaded her nostrils, and it was like all tension had left her body at once.

"I'm so sorry I'm late." Lena heard Kara whispering in her ear, and hadn't Lena turned around to look at her she would never have seen the virtually lethal look Kara was shooting at Lena's dancing partner. The mellifluous tone she had used with Lena, the one that was so familiar to Lena, the one Lena could even go as far as claiming as the timbre Kara used to talk to her, it didn't match Kara's eyes this time. The look Kara had on was one she only used when talking to enemies; it was the look Lena associated with her superhero persona. It was the look Kara wore when she wanted to throw someone into space while sporting a sweet smile. While Kara expressed her genuine sorrowfulness upon being late, she was also conveying very clearly to Lena's companion how disapproving she was of his unwanted advances, and Lena felt something stirring inside of her, something she had been feeling a lot lately, but she hadn't allowed herself to dissect yet.

As they swayed together to a slow, mellow instrumental song, and the next, and then the next, closer than they had ever been physically (outside of their occasional cuddling session when watching a movie or marathoning a show or when one of them needed to be comforted), it dawned on Lena that this fluttering reaction she had in her stomach every time Kara smiled at her or every time she received a text or a late-night phone call from Kara; this warmth that invaded her chest every time Kara hugged her. This easiness they had with each other when Lena wasn't afraid of saying what she'd be really feeling, how she'd be really feeling. The openness that came with their friendship that allowed her to be vulnerable in the presence of someone else, in the presence of Kara, particularly. The familiarity and comfortability that had become a vital aspect of their relationship which allowed her to show Kara every facet of herself, which allowed her to let the wall she had built around herself come down brick by brick with every shared meal, every conversation, every meaningful look, every movie or game night, with each time they hugged, making it easier and easier for her to share her dreams, fears, worries.

It dawned on Lena that this isn't how you feel about your best friend. It dawned on Lena that these are all signs that there had been a shift in the way she perceived Kara, that what she knew to be true had been altered in a fundamental manner that terrified her.

Lena realized she was in love with her best friend.

"Me too." Kara says softly about the day she came to the same conclusion, and Lena lifts her head to look at her.

"You were jealous that day," Lena states encircling Kara's neck, letting their faces become just centimeters apart.

"I was," Kara chuckles. "Although, I didn't realize it at the time," Kara adds, and Lena looks at her skeptically.

"I entered the ballroom and the first thing I spotted was how rigid your back was and the fact that that man's hand was entering a very dangerous zone. I didn't even have to see your face to know it was unwelcomed. I couldn't wait for a second longer. I didn't think he could be some billionaire that you couldn't afford to lose business with. I didn't think about the implications of my actions. The next thing I know I'm the one dancing with you instead," Kara speaks with a frown as she recalls the events of that important night, and Lena is the one chuckling now.

"I told you you are my hero," Lena says playfully.

"Later, after I had dropped you off at home I flew for the longest time playing that moment over and over in my head trying to make sense of that impulsiveness I've felt. I knew you weren't in any real danger. I knew you could take care of yourself. You deal with these misogynists types on a daily basis, but I couldn't contain myself. If I had waited and he had moved his hand any lower I'm pretty sure my laser vision would have activated on its own," Kara says and chuckles. "I almost flew into a building when I realized what all of that was actually about."

Lena bursts into laughing, her forehead leaning on Kara's shoulder as she catches her breath.

"Of course you did," Lena says still chuckling.

"Lee, don't laugh," Kara says feigning annoyance.

"This will be part of your pay back for you having laughed at me earlier tonight," Lena says with a raise of an eyebrow and a smirk.

"Oh."

"Oh, indeed." Lena retorts and delicately kisses Kara's jaw.

"You're still staying the night?" Lena asks quietly. She knew they had every intention of continuing what they had started at her office when they left the building, but she didn't want to presume, she didn't want Kara to feel pressured into anything.

"Yes, unless you've changed your mind?" Kara checks and Lena smiles as she shakes her head.

"I was just giving you an out… In case you were reconsidering it." Lena says and worries her lips.

"Hey, I haven't changed my mind. I want this as much as you. If I ever feel uncomfortable with something or if I ever feel like things are moving too fast I'll tell you, okay?" Kara says softly and Lena nods. "And you'll do the same?" Kara adds.

"Yes," Lena answers with a smile. "I noticed you didn't have your suit on?" Based on their past interactions, Lena knew that Kara had taken the night off of her superhero duties since she wasn't wearing her suit underneath her civilian clothes, but she also didn't want their first night together to be interrupted by a call, so Lena thought that checking if she was really off duty wouldn't hurt.

"I had plans tonight, remember?" Kara says wiggling her eyebrows.

"Oh yeah. Taking me to dinner, walking me home and asking me on a date," Lena pretends she's just remembering the reasons that led Kara to her office earlier that night. "I remember it now. How is that going?" Lena asks playfully.

"Better than I had anticipated," Kara answers and Lena brings their lips together in a soft, slow kiss. Their mouths moving lightly against each other's. Lena notices that all that urgency and desperation from earlier has subsided and a feeling of calmness has taken place over them, the fear of rejection, of not being enough, of potentially ruining what they had all washed away by their interactions on Lena's office.

Lena interrupts their kiss and detaches herself from Kara. She sees Kara is about to protest, so Lena extends her hand in invitation and she sees a smile break through Kara's features and Kara follows her as she leads them to her bedroom.

When they enter the room, Lena lets go of Kara's hand and walks straight to her dresser as Kara closes the door behind her. Lena takes off her watch and as she removes her earring, she feels Kara coming behind her and enclosing her arms around her middle. Then Lena feels a ghost of a kiss on her shoulder blade through the thin fabric of her blouse. They lock eyes in the mirror and once Lena takes off her second earring, Kara starts to drop feather like kisses on her neckline, prompting Lena to roll her neck making way for Kara's ministrations.

Lena's hand comes behind Kara's nape compelling her head into her neck, instigating Kara to kiss her more fiercely. When Kara presses her lips further into Lena's skin, a tad of tongue making contact with Lena's sensitive skin, a moan escapes Lean's lips. Kara's hands then start undoing Lena's blouse buttons from bottom to top, one by one, exposing Lena's flesh for them in the mirror. Lena sees as Kara's hand descends and runs a finger through the uncovered skin until it stops at the fabric of Lena's bra and Lena shudders at the touch.

Kara takes off Lena's shirt and Lena nods at her, her reflection letting Kara know it was okay to take off her bra as well. And when Lena's breasts come free, Kara doesn't waste any time before she runs her fingers in the soft skin underneath them, turning her hand so she can feel the weight of them resting on her palms and Lena leans her body back into Kara's front needing to feel her closer, never glancing away from their reflection in the mirror. Lena then sees and feels as Kara massages her breasts for a few seconds and when Kara brushes a thumb over her right breast, Lena's entire body shudders. Lena turns around into Kara's embrace and kisses Kara fiercely, eliciting a groan from her friend? Girlfriend? They'd have to talk about labels later, but right now all Lena could think about was having Kara's bare chest against her own, so she quickly undoes the buttons on Kara's shirt as she feels Kara pressing her buttocks into her dresser while she kisses Lena's neck. Lena finally manages to free Kara from her shirt and she brings her hand around Kara's back to unfasten her bra and soon after Lena frames Kara's face with her hands and joins their lips again in a deep kiss, and as swift as she connected their mouths, she pulls back as she traces the contour of Kara's neck with her lips, kissing and nibbling her way down to Kara's breasts.

Lena kisses the top of Kara's left breast and she feels as Kara drops her chin above her head while a hissing breath leaves her nostrils. Lena traces her tongue on the undersides of the same breast and Kara's hips bulks into Lena's thigh making Lena smile into her friend's skin. When Lena swirls her tongue on Kara's aureole Kara lets out a loud moan and Lena feels her hands pressing into her waist down to her thighs, and suddenly Lena sees herself being lifted and carried towards her bed, her legs wrapping around Kara's middle on impulse.

"That's not fair, I wasn't done yet," Lena complaints as they reach the bed and Kara kneels her way to the middle of the mattress without letting go of Lena.

"Babe, you'll have plenty of time to do all you want. I just think it'd be better if we're in a place where unsteady legs won't be a problem," Kara says as she deposits Lena on the soft surface of her bed.

It takes a couple of seconds and when the pet name registers on Lena's brain she is surprised to realize that the title doesn't sound repulsive or proprietary when it comes from of Kara's lips.

"I'm sorry, it just slipped. I won't call you that again." Lena is brought back from her contemplation by an apologetically Kara hovering over her and Lena is quick to reassure her.

"If it was someone else, this would probably have taken a different turn, but you-" Lena turns her head and kisses Kara's bicep. "You are something else, Miss Danvers."

"Good. I'm glad to hear, Miss Luthor," Kara says playfully and closes the gap between them by joining their lips. Kara's arms serve as pillow for Lena's head and Lena enfolds Kara's back with her own arms pressing their chests together. The couple lets a sigh leak into each other's mouths upon feeling their breasts making contact, leaving no space left between their upper bodies.

They kiss for a little while and Lena tries to remember if she has ever felt this way, like everything made sense, like everything that has ever happened in her life was so she could be right here in this moment. For a while, she thought she had that, with Jack, but then everything came crashing down and she concluded that it wasn't worth it to make herself vulnerable like that again. So, instead, she decided to channel her energy on saving her company, on salvaging her family's name. She had been doing just fine until a certain "not a reporter" walked into her office and every promise she has made to herself went down one by one as she found herself unable to resist Kara. As Kara made her way into her life, proving time and time again she wasn't going anywhere.

Lena feels her head being placed on a pillow and Kara's hands taking place on both sides of her face, deepening their kiss. After a few seconds, Lena nibbles on Kara's lower lip and her hands tug at the belt loops on Kara's pants. "Take this off."

When Kara lifts up a little bit, straddling Lena's stomach, Lena, impatient, goes straight to business and starts unfastening Kara's belt, the pants' button, and zipper. Lena then sits up and nudges Kara's body into the mattress as she kisses her way down on Kara's torso until her face is at level with Kara's lower abdomen. Lena looks up and when Kara nods she pulls Kara's underwear along with her pants. Lena does a quick work of getting rid of her own pants and underwear and makes her way up Kara's body while dropping kisses and when Lena reaches Kara's stomach, Kara moves to kneel on the bed meeting Lena as she reaches Kara's mouth again.

"Hello," Lena says.

"Hi," Kara answers with a grin, and surges forward to tug lightly at Lena's lower lip drawing her in for a passionate kiss, their tongues immediately connecting, their noses bumping as they adjust their angles and their teeth click at some point and they smile into the kiss that's becoming hotter, more desperate. The only sounds in the room being of their gasps and lips meeting and moving. When they run out of breath Kara kisses the corner of Lena's mouth and Lena whines at the loss of contact.

"Kara," Lena breathes her friend's name as she feels Kara's tongue leaving a wet trace on her neck and sucking at a particularly sensitive spot that has Lena holding onto Kara's hair for support.

"What do you want?" Kara asks.

"You, I need you to touch me," Lena manages to say between pants and she feels Kara's hands guiding her back into the mattress.

"Do you want my mouth, fingers, both?" Kara whispers into Lena's ears and Lena turns to look at her and their mouths are only a breath apart. Lena takes a hold of Kara's hand and guides it to cup her sex eliciting a moan out of the both of them.

"I want you up here," Lena says looking into Kara's eyes and Kara leans down to kiss her again, her tongue tracing Lena's lower lip and slipping inside without preamble.

"Inside?" Kara checks when they part and Lena can only nod, her labored breath making it difficult to be articulate.

Lena feels Kara's fingers tracing the skin where her inner thighs meet her sex and a shiver runs through her body and in reflex she widens her legs to give Kara more access.

Kara brushes Lena's outer lips and Lena's hips push into her hand. Lena then cups Kara's nape and brings Kara's lips to her own and as their tongues meet Kara's finger enters Lena's sex and lightly touches her clit for the first time and Lena groans loudly into Kara's mouth, her hips going upwards seeking more contact with Kara's hand.

Kara readjusts herself and Lena feels Kara's sex brushing against her thigh and Kara hisses in pleasure and it's all almost too much and yet not enough. "Kara, please."

Kara leans down and connects their mouths again as she starts to push her finger inside Lena in a slow pull and push motion. Lena feels like her entire body is alight. Her inner walls feel so wound up she's not even sure it would accommodate another of Kara's digits, and as if Kara is right inside her mind Kara proves her wrong and enters her again with two fingers this time and Lena almost comes right then. She takes a deep sounding breath in an attempt to regain some sense of control and when she senses her walls have adjusted to the new addition, she gyrates her hips to convey to Kara she's ready for her to start moving again.

Kara starts to move her fingers inside of Lena, and as she does so she uses her thigh as leverage and every time her hips push forward the thigh she has between Lena's legs make it so the heel of her hand grazes against Lena's clit, and at the same time Kara's clit presses forward into Lena's own thigh increasing the sensations for the both of them. They soon find a rhythm with one of Lena's hands keeping Kara's mouth to hers and the other one on Kara's buttocks pushing her into her thigh every time they thrust towards each other. Lena's walls tighten even more making it more difficult for Kara to keep moving her fingers in the in and out motions she's been performing for the past few minutes, so Lena feels as she starts to gyrate them inside of her. Lena's breath is coming out in pants into their sloppy desperate kisses and soon Lena's hips pick up in pace and so do Kara's. Soon after, Lena's chest feels compressed and her lower stomach coils and she comes with a long deep moan that is swallowed up by Kara's mouth, and as if prompted by Lena's orgasm, Kara's body is also shaking above Lena's as she experiences her own release before falling limb above Lena who is trying to catch her breath while her hands trace soft patterns on Kara's back, her body shuddering involuntarily.

While they stay holding onto each other as they try to get their heaving chests under control, enjoying the rush of hormones traveling through their blood stream, Lena thinks she has never felt more close, more connected, more in synch to another being as she feels right in that moment. Sure they were naked, and sure they had just touched each other in a very intimate manner, but it wasn't about this physical closeness she was thinking about. It was about the fact that there was no other being on this planet, the galaxy even, who has seen her in the same light Kara has. There's no other being who knows every dark, deep, silly secret there is to know about her. There's no other being who knows just what to say to make her feel better. There's no other being who knows just when to not say anything at all, to just be present.

Lena had never believed in fairy tales or the stories people tell to little kids, the ones about finding that one person that will make you experience the world with a new lens. Lena believed that everything that happened in life was a result of actions, of hard work, compromises, sacrifices, but when she met Kara she had to reconsider all of her beliefs up to that moment. Kara who was an alien, Kara who had traveled thousands of light years to come to Earth, Kara who was from a family with whom her own family had a vendetta against, Kara who had every reason to not trust and befriend her, and yet, here they were, holding each other, feeling every inch of skin on one another. All of that combined with this physical intimacy they had just experienced, Lena knew unquestionably that Kara Danvers was her one.

"What is it?" Lena hears Kara saying softly into her neck.

"What?" Lena answers confused, thinking she had missed something while she was lost inside her own head.

"Your heart picked up again," Kara says pressing a kiss above Lena's breast.

"I was just thinking," Lena says softly, caressing Kara's hair, "That… I love you."

Lena sees Kara propping her head up. "And I love you," Kara says smiling at Lena and leaning down to join their lips in a lazy, thorough kiss.

"You know… When I'm Supergirl is… I love being Supergirl, but sometimes it's too much, like everyone expects so much of me all the time... But when I'm with you, I can be myself, I can be… Kara." Kara says when they part, and Lena's heart expands at that. "I love you, I love this. I love spending time with you, being with you." Kara adds.

Lena tightens her hold on Kara and pecks her lips softly. "My entire life I have been afraid of opening up, of allowing myself to love and you, little by little, undid everything I've been so keen on maintaining. Thank you for not giving up on me."

"Never," Kara says nuzzling into Lena's neck. "The first person who's made me feel at home on Earth was my sister. The only person really… Until you. You, you make me feel at home with myself," Kara confesses and Lena touches Kara's chin with her fingers in order to lift her head up and a renewed shot of desire courses through her veins when their eyes meet.

They lean in and their lips meet hungrily, their hands start to roam over each other's bodies. Kara repositions herself between Lena's thighs and Lena entangles one of her legs with Kara's for more leverage while her other leg is bent with her foot planted on the mattress, resulting in direct contact between their sexes. It only takes a few seconds until the both of them are moving in tandem, hips pushing into each other's, the hot liquid pouring out of them blending and their combined scent invades their nostrils. Their nipples graze and their kisses are more intense. Lena is sure hers will bruise the next day, but she doesn't care, all she needs now is to feel as close as possible to Kara, all she needs now is to keep climbing, to keep moving, to keep meeting each of Kara's enthusiastic thrusts with her own. To make sure Kara feels as good, as stimulated, as desperate, as blissful, as loved as she feels right now.

A litany of desperate, "Kara, Kara, Kara, Kara, Kara," is all Lena is able to mutter in between gasps and moans. Kara is sucking on her neck, and her heart is beating wildly. Drops of sweat run through her body, her mouth gets dryer, and then her body goes rigid for a moment before she can feel her hips thrusting up just as Kara's fiercely meets hers for one last time before Lena's body breaks into a succession of tremors, her vision going blank in pleasure.

Lena is breathing loudly, gasping for air and she feels as Kara stops moving and rolls to the side.

After a couple of minutes, Lena turns to the side and she is met with Kara's adoring gaze, studying her form. Lena grabs her hand and brings it to her lips. "I don't ever want to leave this bed." Lena declares and Kara chuckles.

"Me neither," Kara says and Lena rolls over her and brings their mouths together.

"Rao, you're insatiable," Kara says laughing into their kiss.

"It has been a while," Lena says tilting her head and raising an eyebrow. "But this isn't about me right now. Well, it is as well because I've been dying to do this, if you'll let me. But you didn't orgasm just now, and that's not fair, is it?"

"This is not about keeping score, you know that right?" Kara checks and Lena nods. "But I'm not one to deny you anything, or myself the chance to be this close to you. So what do you have in mind, beautiful?"

Lena chuckles and kisses Kara's jaw. "I want to touch you."

"I am very okay with that," Kara says and Lena starts to kiss her way down on Kara's neck, tasting the flesh there, salty from the sweat she is sure is hers and not Kara's.

"Just…" Lena hears Kara's trepidation and she stops her ministrations to look up. "Don't go inside?" Kara says worriedly.

"I won't do anything you don't want me to, I promise," Lena reassures her with a warm smile.

"It's not that… I want to, I really, really do." Kara states.

Lena doesn't understand. "What do you mean? Have you not-"

Kara interrupts her. "I have, with one other… But they weren't human." Kara says quietly and it dawns on Lena.

"You're afraid you're going to hurt me," Lena asks understandingly and Kara nods.

"Hey," Lena says softly as she traces Kara's chin. "It's okay," she punctuates with a brush of lips. "We will figure out a way or we'll just adapt, but until then, what do you need, love?"

"Anything, as long as you don't go in," Kara says with a smile, toying with a few strands of hair that was covering part of Lena's face.

"I can work with that," Lena says beaming excitedly at Kara. Her arm extending towards the bedside table, her breasts now at level with Kara's face because of her motions.

"Rao, I really love them," Kara says and Lena laughs as she gathers her hair in a messy ponytail with the tie she's just retrieved.

Lena frames Kara's face with her hands and kisses her mouth hastily. She then kisses each of Kara's cheeks, eyelids and the scar above Kara's eye. She hears Kara letting out a long content sigh, her hands coming to rest on Lena's thighs which are straddling her.

Lena kisses Kara's jaw and goes up to her ear to nibble on her earlobe. She kisses and sucks her way down until she reaches Kara's breasts. Lena traces the underside of Kara's left breast with a finger as her tongue brushes softly on the skin of the other one, coming from the center of her chest, right above her sternum, to the top of her breast, stopping just short of touching Kara's nipple. Lena can feel Kara's chest expanding and deflating with each long controlled breath. When Lena's tongue finally sucks on a nipple just as her finger lightly pinches the other one, Kara lets out a surprised groan of pleasure.

"Lee, I'm really, really close," Lena hears Kara saying in between breaths and it's all it takes for her to resume her journey down on Kara's body. She sucks hard on Kara's abdomen leaving red marks in her wake that soon after start to fade. Along with every new suction, there's a cry of pleasure coming from Kara's mouth. Her body writhes under Lena's and Lena notices her hands have grabbed the bed rest in search for something to ground her.

Never in her wildest fantasies, Lena could have foreseen how being with Kara would be, how it would feel. She should be feeling sated after her releases tonight, but Lena wasn't. There was still a current running through her body, there was still these tingling sensations flowing inside of her, and that's because she hadn't touched Kara yet she realized. Not in the way Kara had touched her, not in the way her body has been craving to touch Kara's. So when her mouth makes contact with Kara's sex, Lena lets out a whining sound as her entire body shivers.

Lena looks up for Kara's consent that she could proceed, and she is met with a Kara propped up on her elbows looking down at her with a look that Lena could only describe as love and adoration, a look that Lena was sure she wore as well. Kara nods and it's all Lena needs before she delicately parts Kara's lips with her tongue. When she's finally able to taste Kara, she groans and the feeling of Lena's tongue and the vibrations resulting from her groaning make Kara's sex press further into Lena's face in reaction to the new combination of feelings, which prompts Kara's hips to thrust out of the bed. Kara moans and rotates her hips, but Lena brings her hands to each of Kara's thighs holding them in place so Lena could carry on with her ministrations. Kara groans when Lena limits her movements and Lena smiles as she kisses and sucks at the juncture of Kara's inner thighs and sex.

"Lee, please," Lena hears Kara pleading and she picks up on Kara's desperation. She brings her tongue into Kara's sex again, and agonizingly slowly she swirls it clockwise around Kara's clit once, twice, three, four times and Kara's thighs muscles tremble in anticipation for what's to come. Not wanting it to be over yet, Lena slides her tongue down to Kara's entrance and she makes rapid smalls circle like movements there that have Kara's head moving frantically from one side to another on the pillow. Kara's hands are gripping the headboard so fiercely Lena is sure it'll be damaged by the time they are finished, but she couldn't care less, she would be happy to replace it.

When a series of "Lee, Lena, Lee, Lee, Lee," makes its way into Lena's ears she, in one motion, laps Kara's sex bringing her tongue up moving it around Kara's clit but not quite on it yet and Kara is crying out pleading for Lena to not stop, pleading Lena for more, more, more and when Lena finally swipes her tongue over Kara's clit, Kara orgasms with a grunt. Her entire upper body leaves the bed's surface for a couple of seconds as her back arches in pleasure, her arms releasing the bed rest, falling splayed to her sides when her body meets the bed again.

Lena keeps light ministrations on Kara's sex, lavishing it with small, soft kisses and up and down licks while Kara descends from her high. Before long she hears an "Oh Rao, oh Rao, oh Rao" and Kara is clutching at the sheets and Lena knows what is about to happen again, so she brings her tongue up and presses it gently at first into Kara's clit in a few continuous twirls as her hands grab firmly at Kara's buttocks. Soon enough a cry of Lena's name is echoing through the bedroom as Kara achieves another release.

Lena feels as her head is gently pushed away from Kara's center, so she lifts her head and looks up to see a stunning, very clearly sated Kara smiling down at her. Her hair was wild, her breathing was loud, and Lena could not be happier with the vision in her bed.

Lena comes up and Kara immediately brings their lips together in a slow kiss. "Damn, you're good," She says smiling into the kiss.

"Always at your service, Miss Danvers," Lena says repeating Kara's words from earlier and Kara laughs, a free, beautiful laugh that makes Lena's chest expand and her stomach to flutter at the sound.

"I'm sorry about your bed," Kara says after a few minutes of them just holding each other. Kara's arms around Lena, Lena's head resting on Kara's shoulder; their breathing and heart rates almost close to a normal pace.

Lena chuckles, "It's okay. I'll look into something more resilient come Monday. Maybe I'll even design it myself."

"What do you have as your headboard at home?" Lena asks.

"Hah!" Kara laughs. "It's a soft cushion with some wood supporting it? But let me just say that it was never in a position where it could be damaged, if you know what I mean," Kara raises her eyebrows.

Lena laughs, "Good to know."

"I'm so thirsty and I feel like I should shower, but I can't move," Kara says lazily.

"There's a bottle of water on the nightstand and a package of wet wipes in the drawer."

"You're my favorite," Kara says as she presses her lips to Lena's head. "Is there food in here somewhere as well?" Kara asks as she turns to look for the bottle she hadn't even noticed was there until now.

"No food in bed, love," Lena says amused and Kara pouts.

Moments later, when they are cleaned up and their thirst has been quenched, they snuggle into each other to welcome sleep, and as Lena presses further into Kara's embrace she is sure once more that no fantasy could ever rival this blissful reality they are building for themselves.

This turned out to be way more smutty than intended, but I hope you didn't mind?

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