Lena followed Kara from the club, her legs slightly wobbly from the events that had just transpired on the dance floor.
She hung back for a moment, letting Kara walk ahead of her towards the Mercedes that had pulled up and took a steadying breath; this shift in their dynamic was not what she had anticipated when she had entered the club. She had read about the effects of Periwinkle Kryptonite from the documents Lex had left behind and knew that it was still her Kara, if a somewhat more assertive version. She knew that she could call an end to the evening, but Kara had been right; she was intrigued to surrender control.
Lena decided she wanted to see where the night would take her and took a deep breath before following Kara to the door of her car. She climbed in and sat on the cool leather next to the Kryptonian, noting the closed partition. She turned to face Kara, eyebrow raised, wondering what exactly she had in store.
'I don't know why you've sat there' Kara questioned playfully as she placed her hand onto Lena's shoulder and pushed down gently, 'I think you'd look much better on your knees... between my thighs...'
Both of Lena's eyebrows shot up in surprise at the boldness of Kara's statement; she'd never been on her knees for anyone. She felt the pressure on her shoulder increase and after a beat allowed herself to surrender, settling on her knees on the floor of the car.
'Good girl' Kara murmured, stroking her hand down Lena's cheek as she took in the sight of the Luthor looking back up at her, eyes almost luminescent in the soft lighting of the town car.
An unexpected bolt of arousal shot through Lena at the praise.
'Must be difficult, to be on your knees in front of a Super' Kara chuckled, taunting Lena, 'but I have to admit, I quite like it.'
Lena ignored the jibe, preferring to use her new position to her advantage; sliding her hands up and under Kara's dress to slowly drag her fingernails back down, smirking to herself as she felt Kara shudder slightly.
Lena pushed up Kara's dress and realised the Superhero wasn't wearing panties. She cocked an eyebrow in surprise at the revelation, her mind immediately going back to the time Kara had forgotten to put on underwear the first time she had summoned her to L Corp as Supergirl.
She pushed Kara's legs wider and brought a single digit up to run through her slick folds, gathering up her arousal and running small circles around her clit, barely applying any pressure. If she was going to be on her knees, it didn't have to mean she wasn't in control…
Kara's head rolled back to loll against the headrest as the barely there touches made her heart rate quicken.
After a few moments, she decided she's had enough of the teasing, enough of Lena continually making her wait, enough of the games that were always on Lena's terms. She threaded her fingers into Lena hair and yanked out the tie that held up her ponytail. Wrapping her fingers into the hair at the base of Lena's neck, Kara yanked until Lena was looking up at her.
'Didn't I make myself clear Ms. Luthor?' Kara growled, 'I want you to fuck me...'
With that, Kara pushed Lena's head towards her centre and waited.
Lena ran her tongue over Kara's clit, circling it a few times with the tip. Kara hissed and tightened her grip in Lena's hair.
A rush of power coursed through Kara at the sight of Lena on her knees, using her tongue to tease her clit and she wondered if this was what it was truly like to feel like a God amongst mortals, to be worshipped by them.
'Yes Lena, right there...' Kara encouraged as Lena wrapped her lips around Kara's clit and sucked, her hips starting to writhe.
Lena continued to alternate between flicking her tongue over Kara's clit and sucking, until she could feel Kara getting close; her hips starting to buck, her abs constricting. Knowing Kara was moments away from orgasm, she stopped and pulled back.
A whine left Kara's throat, but before Kara could say anything, Lena slid her tongue between Kara's soaked folds, who slammed her fist down on the arm rest next to her.
'Fuck!' Kara cried out as Lena buried her tongue deep inside her, using her hands to pull Kara's hips closer to her.
Kara wrapped her leg around Lena's shoulder, allowing her to delve deeper, the heel of her shoe pressing lightly into Lena's back.
Lena continued to fuck Kara with her tongue and brought up a hand to rub Kara's slick clit. Kara arched her back as she came, a stream of Kryptonian obscenities falling from her lips, her hips leaving the leather seat of the car.
Lena sat back on her heels as Kara came down from her high, placing a gentle kiss at the top of Kara's thigh.
The car finally came to a stop outside Lena's penthouse. Leonard, the driver, who had been in Lena's service for many years vowed never to tell her that he had been circling the block for the last ten minutes after Kara had accidentally slammed the intercom button with her fist.
The minute Kara felt the slight jolt of the car coming to a stop she opened the door and stepped out into the cool air, smoothing down her dress, leaving Lena on the floor of the town car behind her.
Lena took a few moments to collect herself, before following Kara out of the car, masking her surprise well as she saw her own apartment building; she had assumed Kara had directed Leonard to drive to her apartment instead.
She shivered slightly at the cold air and instantly felt Kara press up against her, her breath hot against her ear.
Kara took Lena's bag, taking out the key card to allow access up to the penthouse and walked straight towards the elevator, Lena following behind. She swiped the card and the elevator started to move towards the top floor. Not wasting any time, she pulled Lena towards her, bringing their lips together, still able to taste herself on Lena's lips.
She palmed Lena's breasts through the material of her waistcoat and bra, molesting every inch of skin. She could hear Lena's heart rate quickening and could feel the heat radiating off of her. Knowing she didn't have long until the elevator reached it's destination, she fisted either side of the waistcoat and pulled, buttons scattering over the floor. Before she had chance to continue, the elevator doors dinged and opened to reveal the private hallway to the penthouse.
Kara took Lena by the hand and strode towards the door. Once inside, she started to strip Lena of each piece of clothing on their way to the bedroom; her heels were abandoned just inside the doorway; her bra on the sofa as they passed; her trousers, ripped after Kara was frustrated by the zipper, were strewn across the hallway. Lena only had her panties on by the time they made it to the bedroom.
Inside the bedroom, Kara pushed Lena onto the bed, before kicking her own heels off and climbing on.
Kara moved to straddle Lena in the middle of the bed, Lena's hands immediately finding Kara's arse, fondling and squeezing the flesh. Kara threaded her hands into Lena's hair, scratching her fingernails into Lena's skull. The effect was instant; Lena's hands fell from Kara's arse, falling with a dull thud onto the bed beside her, her head tilted back, eyes shut, her mouth open slightly at the pure pleasure caused by Kara digging her fingertips into her head.
Suddenly Kara's hands were gone and Lena stifled a whimper at the back of her throat, her eyes wide in surprise.
She watched as Kara leaned over to her bedside table and opened the top drawer, rummaging for something in particular.
Kara sat back, running the silk ties that had been used on her through her fingers, a questioning look on her face.
Fear bubbled within Lena, she'd never been restrained during sex and her eyes darted to the bedroom door, locating the nearest exit. She schooled her features in seconds, the Luthor training kicking in.
Kara saw the flash of fear dart across Lena's face and tilted her palm downwards, the ribbons falling through her fingers to hit the floor. She paused for a second to decide on a new course of action.
'I want you to put your hands above your head' Kara commanded, leaving no room for argument.
Lena hesitated a little too long, casting her eyes downwards.
Kara captured Lena's jaw with her hand and tugged upwards so that they were staring eye to eye, 'I said, put your hands above your head' her voice harsh. Her hand slid down, over Lena's throat and lightly squeezed.
'Now.'
Lena gasped at the feeling of Kara's hand wrapped around her throat, the raw power in such a gentle grip. She raised her hands above her head and wrapped her fingers around the bars of the headboard.
'Very good' Kara smiled, 'that wasn't so hard now, was it?'
Lena shook her head, not trusting herself to speak.
Kara brought her hands down the Lena's breasts, palming them before twisting her nipples.
'That wasn't so hard now, was it?'
She repeated her question and waited for a response.
Lena gasped, her back arching off the bed as the pain registered, her hands however, remained above her head, gripping onto the headboard.
'No Supergirl!' she stuttered out, knowing Kara was waiting for a response, after all, she would have expected one, had their positions been reversed.
'That's better' Kara murmured as she lowered her mouth to each nipple in turn, soothing it with her tongue.
Kara moved to the underside of Lena's breast and sucked hard, making a small noise of approval at the reddened flesh.
Deciding to take her time, Kara trailed feather light kisses across Lena's torso, interspersed with sucking whichever parts of Lena took her fancy, littering her body with red marks.
'What do you prefer Lena; the power I'm wielding over you? Or the power contained submissive beneath you, knowing at any moment it could emerge, that I could overpower you...' Kara questioned as she sat back to survey her handiwork; Lena's body covered with a mixture of love bites and lipstick.
She chuckled as she watched Lena try to formulate an answer.
'Is the genius Luthor having trouble making a sentence?' Kara cooed as her hand dipped between Lena's thighs to rub the damp material. 'Rao Lena, you're so wet...'
Kara pulled Lena's panties off, discarding them on the floor behind and pushed Lena's legs apart, butterflying them back until Lena was fully exposed to her.
'There's one thing I've been holding out on you...' Kara whispered as she settled between Lena's thighs before holding her breath for a few seconds.
'Fuck!' Lena cried out as she felt Kara's now cold tongue on her clit, her hips instinctively bucking.
Kara placed her arm across Lena's belly, pinning her in place, to continue her assault on Lena's throbbing clit.
Unable to move, and keeping her fingers wrapped around the headboard, Lena began to writhe as Kara used her freeze breath to slowly tease her.
She wanted more.
She wrapped her legs around Kara's shoulders to try and get her to stop teasing, but instead Kara stopped.
'Whaaaat?' Lena whined.
'Stop trying to control the pace Lena… you're not the one in charge here.'
Kara tapped Lena's thighs and waited until she spread them.
The moment they were wide enough, Kara corkscrewed two fingers into Lena, thrusting deep and long. Lena started to roll her hips to meet Kara's thrusts, both women knowing the Luthor was close to orgasm.
Kara pumped her fingers in and out of Lena while alternating between sucking hard on her clit and soothing it with her tongue. Lena's hips began to buck more erratically, a sheen of sweat covering her body.
'I want you to beg me Lena' Kara commanded as she curled her fingers.
Lena remained silent, she wasn't about to beg…
Kara removed her tongue and pushed herself up onto her elbows, placing a sharp slap to Lena's clit.
'You don't get to come until you beg me.'
Lena felt another sting reverberate through her body as Kara slapped her clit again, her fingers thrusting slowly now.
Eventually Lena relented, pleas pouring from her lips.
'Good girl' Kara murmured and sucked hard on Lena's swollen clit.
Lena cried out as her walls clenched around Kara's fingers, her release taking over her body.
Kara kissed her way back up Lena's twitching body and noted with a hint of a smile that Lena was still holding tight to the headboard, knuckles white. Kara gently prised Lena's fingers from the metal bars, kissing each knuckle before placing a gentle kiss to Lena's lips.
A few moments later, Kara, still fully clothed, climbed off of the bed, fetched her shoes and headed towards the door of the bedroom.
'Thank you Ms. Luthor' she smirked, and shut the door behind her, leaving Lena on the bed, spent, covered in sweat and unable to really process what had happened that evening. She constant reminders of Kara's strength and power had been slightly terrifying, albeit a slight turn on.
The reversal of power had left her drained and she wasn't quite sure what it meant for their relationship.
For days Kara didn't know what to do; the temptation to text Lena, to fly past , was almost too much, but she resisted, the silence from Lena keeping her at bay.
She knew she had been under the influence of the Periwinkle Kryptonite, but she had wanted everything she had done, she had wanted to control Lena, to exercise her powers, but it wasn't what she craved...
Eventually it became too much for Kara to bear; she had to see Lena.
She walked to Lena's penthouse, using the time to clear her head. In the secluded alleyway beside the building, she changed into her supersuit, hoping Lena would understand the symbolism.
She flew up and landed on the balcony and tried the door- it opened.
She walked through and suddenly felt unsure of her entire plan- here she was, Supergirl, standing in the middle of Lena's apartment, unsure of what it was she wanted to say.
Lena was engrossed typing on her laptop, completely unaware of the conflicted Kryptonian behind her.
Kara cleared her throat.
Lena turned, startled by the intrusion.
She saw Kara standing behind her, her heart skipping a beat, something she was positive Kara heard.
She saw Kara standing there, in her supersuit, and waited.
Kara took a deep breath and walked towards Lena before sinking to her knees at Lena's feet, her cape splayed out behind her.
Lena raised an eyebrow in surprise; she had been expecting an emotional babble in true Kara Danvers style.
'I'm yours' Kara stuttered out, her eyes firmly on the ground.
'Are you?'
Kara looked up at Lena, her eyes portraying everything she couldn't say.
'Yes… Mistress.'
Lena thought her heart was going to burst, she had been waiting so long to hear Kara call her that, to submit fully to her.
'Kara, do you fully understand what you are asking of me?'
'Yes Mistress' Kara answered, her voice steady and sure.
Lena smiled.
Power had never felt so good.
