Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Everything belongs to Greg Berlanti and DC Comics. The idea for this story is mine.

A/N 1: Here we go with chapter 4, my darlings.

This is a little delayed, because I posted a few chapters for other stories, but we'll continue here now. ;)

WARNING: This is so cliché and fluffily cheesy that it will make your teeth hurt.

Thank you for all the love and support – this really means the world to me. :)

On with the show.

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Chapter 4: Tenerife Sea

"You look so wonderful in your dress. I love your hair like that. The way it falls on the side of your neck, down your shoulders and back. You look so beautiful in this light, your silhouette over me. The way it brings out the blue in your eyes is the Tenerife sea."

It was yet another morning without Lena when Kara was startled awake by her phone ringing. Having been snoozing peacefully with flaxen locks peeking out from underneath the covers, she now shot up in bed, her hair standing up from her head in all different directions. Fumbling for her phone, she blindly pressed the green button before flopping back down onto the bed, her voice still raspy with sleep, "Danvers."

"Hi Baby! I'm sorry. I woke you up, didn't I?"

Kara's heart fluttered lightly at hearing her girlfriend's soft voice through the phone, the blonde's cheeks tinting an adorable pink, "Yes, but that's okay. You are allowed, but only you."

Chuckling softly, Lena mused, "This makes me a very lucky woman, considering the fact that I know how much you like your sleep. I just wanted to hear your voice before I have to suffer through this fundraiser thing Kate invited me to."

Hearing the name, Kara's stomach tied into painful knots, the green monster in her midsection grumbling its disapproval, "Kate? As in Kate Kane? She is in Tokyo? What a coincidence…"

The blonde could picture her girlfriend's eyebrow raise on the other end, "My darling, are you jealous?"

Spluttering, Kara immediately started defending herself, "No? I trust you with my life, you know that. I just don't trust her when she is throwing her money around and flirting with you all the time. That makes me itchy. She constantly undresses you with her eyes and I can't stand her with her tattoos, piercings and bedroom eyes."

The blonde heard a throaty hum from her girlfriend, making her swallow hard, "Mmmm, Baby. You have nothing to worry about. She is not even my type, you see? I like blondes with blue eyes, legs for miles, and rock-hard abs. They are sweet and incredibly cute, always looking out for other people's well-being, and they make me come the hardest I have ever come in my life."

Blushing a deep crimson at the sudden wetness in her panties, Kara pulled the sheets over her head and squeaked, "Oh, God."

Lena laughed, "Aw, Baby. Did I turn you on? Maybe we should do something about that. What are you wearing?"

Shaking her head furiously, Kara groaned, "Stop it, Lena!"

The CEO was still giggling, "Just let me have my fun. I love teasing you too much to not do it. Did you sleep well, my love?"

Smiling softly, Kara rasped, "Yes, I did. I had a dream that you are right here with me and I was holding you. And that sounds completely cheesy, but I was so happy, Lee." Silence was what followed and the blonde backtracked, "I'm sorry, I'm being clingy again."

"God, I love you," Lena blurted out, followed by a tiny sniffle, "And I miss you a lot. How are we going to get through the next few weeks? I ask you."

Kara chuckled, "You mean after three years of co-dependency and this being the first time that you are gone for more than a week?"

Sighing, the CEO pinched the bridge of her nose unbeknownst to Kara, "Do you think that's the issue? The awareness that we won't be seeing each other for the next twenty-six days? That this is what makes it harder for us?"

Letting out a long breath, the blonde mused, "Maybe. But you know what keeps me going? I know that I will be indescribably happy once you're back in my arms and I can tuck my nose into the spot right beneath your ear. Does that sound melodramatic? Definitely. Do I care?"

"Absolutely not," both women simultaneously said, laughing at the game that had developed between them over the last few days.

After a brief ringing and rustling on the other end, the CEO's muffled voice replying to someone, Kara bit her lip in disappointment when Lena said, "Darling, I have to go. My car is waiting outside. I love you."

Staring at the ceiling, smiling, the blonde whispered, "I love you too, Baby. Have fun and go get some investors. Be safe."

"I will. Goodbye, my love. Go back to sleep. I was just waiting for an appropriate time to call you."

Kara frowned in confusion, "What do you mean? What time is it?"

"5 a.m."

An exasperated groan slipped from the blonde's lips, "Ugh, I hate you."

Lena laughed, "No, you don't."

The line clicked, a sign for Kara that her girlfriend had hung up, and she turned to the other side of the bed, hugging Lena's pillow to her chest and letting her scent wash over her when she closed her eyes.

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Munching on one of her four jelly toasts that she had made herself for breakfast, Kara was staring at the letters written on the note in her girlfriend's beautiful and neat handwriting.

"Every time we kiss it feels like the first time for me – and it makes me want to kiss you forever."

Blue eyes were glassy as the blonde kept chewing, her mind wandering and relishing in the memory of the day when she had first kissed Lena Luthor.

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It was their third date. Wiping her sweaty palms on the material of her slacks, Kara rode the elevator up to Lena's apartment, tiny droplets of sweat making their way down her spine underneath the thick, fluffy winter coat she was wearing. It had been unusually cold in National City in the past few days, with inches of snow having fallen, and when the blonde had entered the apartment building the wave of warmth that had hit her did not go well with her winter outfit of snow boots, gloves, and her woolen beanie.

While she had pulled off her gloves, scarf, and hat upon entering, the heat did nothing to ease her nerves, her face undoubtedly blotchy and moist from still wearing her coat. Her stomach did a tiny backflip when the elevator dinged on Lena's private floor, and when the doors opened the blonde was standing right in the penthouse, the CEO already there to greet her. Green eyes sparkled as she smiled her contagious smile, making Kara beam just as brightly when she entered.

Leaning over, Lena pressed a tiny kiss to Kara's cheek and they hugged, "Hi."

With this being the first time Kara was at Lena's penthouse, she tried to keep a straight face at the enormousness of the place and choked, her eyes still on the raven-haired woman, "H-Hi. Are you ready to go?"

When Lena nodded, Kara reached for the other woman's coat and helped her slip it on, Lena throwing a grateful smile over her shoulder, and the CEO grabbed her grey cashmere gloves and scarf, slipping a matching beanie over her head, and the two women left the penthouse to go out into the snow.

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"So, Miss Danvers. Where are you taking me?" Lena asked curiously, her arm looped through Kara's as they strolled down the sidewalk.

Chewing her lip nervously, Kara adjusted her glasses and cleared her throat, "Well, given the fact that it's the season, and it has been snowing, I thought we'd go to the park. There is an ice rink and, well… snow? We can get hot chocolate… and… uh, but it's totally fine if you think it's lame and don't want to go. We can do something el–"

The blonde's impending ramble was brought to a screeching halt when she felt the CEO's lips against her cheek, just next to her mouth, and she felt heat rising into her face, tinting her ears an adorable pink. Lena whispered, "The park sounds perfect."

Smiling bashfully, Kara tried to contain herself, but in her excitement, towed Lena in the direction of the park more enthusiastically than she intended to.

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"I'm going to die," Lena huffed, wobbling lightly on her ice skates, desperately clinging to the rink's balustrade, only inching forward at snail pace. The fact that people were sneaking photos of her only added to her irritation, but Kara skating backwards next to her served as a good distraction.

The blonde's cheeks were pink from the crisp cold, concerned blue eyes trained on the CEO, "Why didn't you tell me that you never ice skated before? We could have done something else."

Raising her eyebrow at the other woman, Lena smiled, "And crush your excitement? You were so looking forward to this, Kara, and my inherent ambition to not fail makes me want to learn this. Like, right now. So nuh-uh! We are going to stay right here."

Beaming at the CEO, Kara held her hands out for Lena to take, "Come on. I will pull you with me. Trust me."

Lena tentatively reached out, her legs lightly shaking because she was afraid to fall on her ass, and took Kara's outstretched hands into her own, smiling, "I trust you."

"Good," the blonde grinned and started pushing herself backwards, pulling Lena with her, who was a little bit hunched over and tense, but moving forward now. "See? It's like inline skating."

Shooting the other woman an exasperated look, Lena laughed, "I'm a Luthor. Do you think I've inline skated before in my life?"

Blushing at the implication, Kara briefly fumbled for her words before she replied, "Well, you push yourself forward with the skates by sliding them off to the side and pressing forward. Just like I'm doing now, but the other way around."

At the look of confusion that crossed the CEO's face Kara realized that her explanation probably had not been the best one, so she pressed her lips together and turned around. Lena did not have time to panic because the blonde's hands were still on hers, but now resting on Kara's waist above her own. With that, the blonde started pushing herself forward with the intention of showing the CEO how to properly ice skate. Lena, however, was a little distracted by the other woman's backside that was hidden underneath the thick layer of her winter coat.

Steering them to the balustrade again, Kara turned back around and looked at the raven-haired woman expectantly, "Now you try."

Given the fact that Lena had not seen a single thing, she tried to take the logical approach, constructing a concept in her head of how to properly ice skate. With two doctorates at twenty-four, she was soon cautiously skating forward, her knowledge of physics not having failed her. Skating along the balustrade, the CEO grew bolder and let go, tentatively pushing herself forward and toward the middle of the ice rink.

Kara was reverse skating beside her with a proud smile on her face, happy that Lena seemed to have gotten the hang of it in such a short time. Their moment, however, was broken when Lena tripped and faceplanted right onto the ice; a look of panic was edged onto Kara's features and she scrambled over, "Oh, God! Are you okay? Let me help you up."

Already berating herself in her head for bringing the CEO to the rink, blaming herself for Lena getting hurt, the blonde leaned down to offer her hands again, digging her skates as firmly into the ice as she could in order to not fall herself. Her attempt, however, remained futile, because when she was in the process of pulling Lena back up, she stumbled and landed right on top of her, their faces only inches apart.

Lena was giggling uncontrollably, her breath condensing into soft looking clouds that came from her lips. The blonde was transfixed by the other woman, green eyes sparkling so joyfully when she laughed, and Kara thought that Lena Luthor was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen in her entire life. She did not care that she was staring until Lena caught her. She tensed up but could not help herself; blue eyes were darting down to plush, red-painted lips and back up to emerald orbs. Lena reached up and brushed flaxen locks out of Kara's face, the giggles fading until the CEO was staring right back. When Lena cupped her cheek and leaned in, Kara started panicking and hastily cleared her throat, breaking the spell of the moment, "I'm sorry. Here, let me help you up."

Lena deflated almost imperceptibly in disappointment, but let Kara pull her into a standing position, the blonde once again looking her over to make sure she was okay, and they continued skating the rink.

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Staring at their creation with a raised eyebrow, Kara mused, "Too bad we don't have a carrot."

Lena chuckled throatily beside her, teasing, "Really, Danvers? Do you always bring carrots to dates?"

Blushing furiously, Kara looked at her shoelaces, stammering through her response, "No? I just felt bad for Frosty because he doesn't have a nose!"

The CEO laughed, her voice dangerously close to the blonde's ear, "I know. I was just teasing you."

And before Kara could say anything else, Lena's hand came up and connected with the blonde's face, a handful of snow now coating Kara's pale skin. She mockingly glared at the other woman before leaning down and collecting snow on her own, "Oh, revenge is so sweet, Luthor. You just wait!"

Another load of snow to her face caught Kara by surprise and she started running after Lena, who squealed and scurried away as fast as she could, the other side of their freshly built snowman serving her as cover. They ran around Frosty, Lena always a little bit ahead of Kara, making it impossible for the blonde to actually hit her, even though she tried very hard.

Their breathing became slightly ragged and the blonde raised her hands, "Okay, I surrender. You win."

Lena's grinned widely, Kara's heart fluttering a little, "I like winning."

The way the CEO stood in front of her left the blonde to stare once again. It had started snowing and tiny, fluffy flakes tangled in the tips of raven hair, melting away and leaving it slightly damp. The way Lena's eyes were smiling when she tilted her head down and at the same time looked up at her, her cheeks flushed from the cold around them. The way the raven-haired woman's nose crinkled when she smiled. Kara felt warm, fuzzy, and delightfully emboldened; walking toward the other woman, dopily smiling herself, she wrapped her arms around a curvy waist and connected their lips. When Lena kissed her back immediately, her jittery nerves faded and she opened her mouth a little. The CEO's hands came up to grab the lapels of Kara's coat and pulled her closer, a warm tongue seeking entrance into her own hot mouth. The blonde granted Lena access and when their tongues slid together for the first time, both women moaned throatily; it felt like they had done this a million times before, and Kara's grip on the other woman's waist tightened at that thought.

They both let the sensations wash over them for a while and when Lena slowed them down and eventually broke the kiss to breathe in oxygen, they both smiled widely, Kara breaking the silence, "Well, that was… pleasant."

Lena huffed out a laugh before reconnecting their lips, chastely this time, "Very pleasant, yes."

Biting her lip to hold back her dopey grin, the blonde suggested, "How about some hot chocolate and a movie back at your place? I make a really good one."

Lena narrowed her eyes, "That remains to be seen, Danvers. Will there be marshmallows in it?"

Laughing, the blonde took Lena's hand into her own and started walking, "You bet."

Lena kissed Kara's cheek softly, "Perfect."

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"And should this be the last thing I see, I want you to know it's enough for me. 'Cause all that you are is all that I'll ever need. I'm so in love."

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A/N 2: Thank you very much for reading.

The quotes in the beginning and the end are taken from the song Tenerife Sea by Ed Sheeran.

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