AN: Here it is, the final chapter! The rating changer, at that. If you guys are anything like me, you've been waiting for heated sex scenes since you saw the [Lena L, Kara D./Supergirl] tag (yes, I'm a pervert, sue me) so here it is.
Best thing? I don't have tumblr, so no one can yell at me!
It had been three weeks since she'd been released from the DEO's med bay, the cleanup taken care of and the city back to its normal hustle and bustle. Walking out of the building had been a wholly different experience than usual for the brunette, as people smiled and waved to her, instead of crossing the street to get away from a Luthor. The first time someone approached her, she thought it would be to unleash the usual tirade that came with her last name; instead she was met with a tearful 'thank you', and a string of apologies about how she had previously been treated. She had clearly been awed by the moment, as Kara had to gently grasp her elbow to keep her moving, while uttering a heartfelt thank you of her own to the stranger. She didn't realize tears pricked her eyes until she gingerly shuffled into the backseat of her waiting car.
If Lena thought the paparazzi had been hounding her before, she was in for one hell of a shock. After the reveal of her true nature, the sneaky little bastards were literally everywhere; begging for photo opportunities, comments, anything they could get their hands on. Newspapers and TV reports sung her praises while smearing images of her all over front pages and screens. She was used to the attention - even if it was usually in far smaller doses - not so much the praise; but it did light a pleasant warmth in her heart to know that she had done some good. Jess fielded requests for interviews, pushing the reporters back with 'Miss Luthor is recovering from injury, as you well know, she will make contact when she is able'. It seemed to satisfy them well enough, and Lena decided it had been altogether too long since she'd given her secretary a raise.
And then there's the DEO. The sheer mass of paperwork that came with knowing Kara's secret identity, was ridiculous. Not to mention the image of J'onn Jonzz, all-around tough guy, practically begging her to join the DEO. The stifled giggles of a certain blonde had made up her mind for her, she'd do whatever she had to to be close to her ray of sunshine. Astra and Jess were signed up as well - although Astra had complained loudly about having to sign paperwork to know her own niece - and Jess seemed quite content to sit next to Winn as he idly scratched her Vesperian ears while he worked. The arrangement quickly became the talk of the DEO, while everyone tried to figure out if the pair were dating. Whenever asked, Winn would blush and look down to his right - 'that's his tell, there's definitely something going on', Alex had once whispered to her - Jess would simply state 'no comment' and walk away. Lena hid a proud smile at that. Astra could be found wherever Alex was, and on multiple occasions, Lena had picked up the sound of the pair being thoroughly reprimanded by J'onn for 'inappropriate workplace behavior.' Judging by Kara's giggling, she'd picked up on it too.
All-in-all, everything was going well. A few CADMUS sympathizers were still floating around, loudly commenting on Lena's alien heritage. One even threw an egg at her as she stood to deliver a speech on the whole situation, as requested by the president herself. She'd caught it and threw it back, just hard enough for it to crack against his forehead, and spill what turned out to be rotten egg all down his face. She'd started her speech that day with 'Now that we're done playing catch with the children...' and the crowd laughed in unison. It had been one of her prouder moments, knowing that she was the cause of laughter, instead of unfounded fear. All the while, Kara stood proudly at her side, smiling, and sending loving looks her way. Lena's heart raced every time, no matter how hard she tried to control it. On the upside, Kara's heart fluttered when their eyes met too, so she didn't feel quite so self-conscious about it.
And everything melted away as the night rolled in; any lingering negative thoughts about her last name, or those horrible little CADMUS vermin, or what her brother might do if he managed to escape his cell, disappeared in the face of the shyly smiling Kara Zor-El Danvers. They had opted to take it slow, even after the cortex had called Lena's name when scanning Kara, because they wanted this to be real. Wanted it to naturally curve into them like their friendship had, and while Lena was admittedly a little frustrated at first, that too ebbed away under the feeling of calloused fingers tracing her bare spine under the light of the moon. She had been so lost in her thoughts that she hadn't heard Kara come in at all, but now that she focused, she could smell the lingering aroma of smoke and battle on her bond-mate's suit, coupled with the steady thrumming of her heartbeat. Conversely soft lips met the skin of her nape, and she sighed happily at the feeling. They had spent several nights, curled up in one another's embrace, shyly avoiding anything that could be misconstrued as sexual lest it was too early; but this touch was different, this touch was charged with unspoken want. Maybe it was because in the heat of summer, Lena had decided to sleep in only a thin pair of panties, and Kara simply couldn't resist. She didn't know, but she was determined not to ask in case it ruined the moment.
Rough fingers trailed back down her spine, before curving at the small of her back, and gently grazing nails across alabaster skin. She shuddered at the sensation, heartbeat quickening and steady breathing turning shallow. Another kiss, this time to the crook of her neck, before another set of equally rough fingers carefully moved her hair to the side. Even if this didn't go further, Lena was very content in the moment, and would happily curl back into the blonde's arms just to sleep if that's what her bond-mate wanted. A gentle nip at her shoulder told her that that was probably not going to happen. Her whole body pulsed at the idea that Kara was ready to take it further, she knew she sure as hell was. Kara's fingers moved along her hips, grasping slightly and coaxing the brunette to roll over to face her. Lena gladly obliged, smirking as the blonde's breath caught at the sight of exposed breasts. For her part, Kara couldn't bring herself to look away from the globes of soft flesh (she would later refer to them as 'orbs of power', much to Lena's chagrin). The fingertips that rested on her hips began to work their way up Lena's body, and the brunette could tell that Kara was concentrating on her lover's heartbeat and breathing, making sure Lena was okay. Lena's heart swelled at how much Kara cared for her. A rough palm rested just below her left breast, and Lena looked to the blonde questioningly. Kara blushed and jerked her head in the direction of Lena's chest, asking without asking. Lena smiled and leaned up to capture the blonde's lips, while clasping the roaming hand and placing it fully over soft flesh. She breathed a needy sigh through her nose as she continued moving her lips against her lover's.
Kara wasted no time, taking the flesh roughly into her hand and kneading it. Lena fell back to the bed with a throaty moan as fingertips grazed her nipple, before pinching at it. The blonde pushed forward and kissed the gently curving neck that had been exposed to her, quickly changing tack to lick and suck at the skin. Lena's Kryptonian constitution meant that Kara didn't have to be gentle, and Lena was embarrassingly thankful for that, she liked it a little rough, if she was honest; and so far, Kara's kind of rough is perfect. When Lena reaches up to grasp at the blonde's shoulder, she finally realizes that the hero was still in her suit. Determined to rectify that situation immediately, she flips them, chuckling as Kara lets out a startled 'eep'. She gets to work peeling the nearly skin-tight top half off of her bond-mate, whispering a rushed 'thank you' as Kara raised herself to finally slip the damn thing off. Don't get her wrong, she loves the Supergirl uniform on Kara, but she'd like it off her more. Shuffling down the bed to start on the hero's skirt, she looks up to those galactic blue eyes, raising an eyebrow in question. The blonde bites her lip as she nods, and Lena momentarily wonders if the skirt is really that important, before she opts to take it off properly, instead of tearing it off and throwing it somewhere behind her. She decides quickly that this idea is better, as it allows her to take in every ripple of sensitive flesh as her fingernails graze soft, inviting thighs.
She's hit with the scent of Kara's arousal, and all at once she's both a needy mess, and completely satisfied, knowing she's the reason her love is a sopping wet mess as well. Before she even registers her own movement, her lips are against the soft flesh of Kara's inner thigh, and said blonde is clutching at her hair with one hand, the bedsheets in the other. Lena plants kisses up the length of that strong thigh until she reaches its apex, where she stops and looks up at now darkened eyes. The desire clouding Kara's eyes sends a shiver down her spine, and she dumbly notes that they look like the night sky when painted with lust. After a moment to collect herself, she gently nuzzles the tendon that joins thigh to groin, still looking up at the beautiful, hooded blue eyes. Kara stiffens slightly, some darkness lifting to reveal the iridescent hue they usually contained. Lena raised an eyebrow, waiting for explanation from the suddenly shy blonde
" Uh...umm...no one's ever...uhh..." She made a surprisingly lewd gesture with her tongue, before turning completely red and twisting her head to one side. The shock of Kara Danvers making sexual gestures took a moment to wear off, but Lena caught on quickly
"Really? No one?" Kara shook her head, her embarrassment clear enough that it was nearly palpable.
"Well then, if you'd like, we can see if it's to your...taste?" She hadn't meant the pun, not even a little, but the shy giggle from her lover eased the mood, so she couldn't bring herself to be embarrassed.
"I think...I think I'd like that. I've always been kinda intrigued" A little more confident now, Kara looked back down to where her bond-mate rested between her legs, and nodded as she raised her hips slightly. Lena took the hint, carefully slipping her fingers beneath the waistband of the red boyleg underwear, before slowly removing them. Kara's skin twitched under her touch, and Lena basked in the movement, glad she could cause such a reaction, regardless of how minute it may be. She settles herself back between the blonde's legs, sending her one last cursory glance as she did. When Kara finally nodded after taking a calming breath, she turned her attention to the glistening folds before her. Using the lightest of touches, she ran her fingers through the golden curls nestled above her partner's sex, relishing the shiver and quiet moan it elicited. She didn't want to spook the hero, so didn't dive right in, instead deciding to pepper soft kisses along the junction of her thigh, across the expanse of her pubic mound, and down to the other thigh. Kara's heart rate increased exponentially, telling Lena she was definitely doing pleasant things to the hero. A few more gentle kisses trailed up to the cleft of her partner's now dripping sex, before she cautiously moved her target.
Kara's reaction to the first swipe of Lena's tongue was unexpected, and superspeed is the only reason Lena doesn't suffer a bloodied nose from the force and speed of the blonde's thrusting hips. Taking it as encouragement, the brunette leans down once more, careful to keep hold of the now panting hero's hips as she does. The gutteral moan that breaks from Kara's lips as Lena's tongue connects with her clit, sends a jolt of raging arousal to the brunette's core; urging her to press closer to the hardened nub, suck a little harder. Kara's hands are in her hair, insistent and desperate. Lena smiles as she draws tight circles around the bud, before dipping down to slip her tongue between moistened folds. The hero moans again, harsh against her ragged breathing, and Lena is hit with that surge of arousal once more. Lifting back up to encircle her lovers clit once more, she brings her hand to toy with the slick skin resting beneath her chin, coaxing a breathy 'ooh' from the blonde. She gently slips a finger in, careful not to startle Kara if this isn't what she wanted. The response is an almost inhuman growl laced heavily with desperate want and desire. Lena's quite certain she just came, if the shaking of her legs, flickering white explosions behind her eyelids, and sudden worn-out feeling was anything to go by. It didn't stop her though, she was Kryptonian, half at least, so her stamina was insane - an ex had said that to her once, but she tried not to dwell on that. Instead, she slid a second finger through dampened folds, and curled them to meet the rough patch of skin she knew would drive her bond-mate wild. Even aliens had g-spots, after all. She tightened her hold on already bucking hips as she anticipated the reaction she was about to cause.
Good thing she had, as the first connection of her fingertips with that ribbed expanse of flesh caused the blonde to buck wildly from the mattress, screaming and shaking as she was met with easily the most intense orgasm of her life. Her hands gripped tightly in brunette hair, and her legs trembled violently around Lena's head, but the Captain didn't stop, only slowed let her lover ride out the pleasure. Once Kara was a sweating, heaving mass of tangled hair and ragged breathing, Lena carefully removed her fingers from the still contracting walls they'd been so enthralled by, gently kissing the swollen folds before shuffling back up the bed to face her favorite person in the universe. She smiled lovingly at the dopey grin on her bond-mate's face, as she drew random patterns on the still sensitive skin of her stomach. Kara's fingers sluggishly reached for her face, and Lena couldn't help but lean into the touch.
"I love you, Lena Ohn-Ne Luthor" She rasped out, throat still hoarse from screaming. Lena's heart soared at the admission, and she felt tears prickling her eyes; she'd never heard something so heartfelt and genuine. She leaned down to kiss her love, her very heart and soul, and breathed out an 'I love you too, Kara Zor-El Danvers' against her lips. She had never felt so content, so comfortable, before, and she simply adored the feeling. Kara commented about needing a minute before the could continue, but Lena just shook her head with a smile, countering that Kara had just come back from a fight, and needed to rest.
"Are you sure? Because that, was ah-may-zing, and I want to give that feeling to you, if I'm even capable of being that good" she responded shyly.
"It's fine, love. I maybe, sort of hit my peak when you let out that altogether too damn sexy growl." It was rare for Lena Luthor to be shy, but hey, she'd never cum from a sound before, so she's pretty sure she's allowed. Kara chuckled and blushed
"I heard it, too. Not a sound I thought I was capable of making, but if it gets you off, I won't hold back if I feel it building" the blonde was a little more confident now, clearly excited by her affect on the CEO. Lena huffed playfully and curled herself into her loves arms.
If there was a heaven, Lena was pretty sure she was in it, because the comforting warmth of Kara's arms around her was the best thing she'd ever known. The world was safe, she had the love of her life, and there were no more secrets between them, and there was not a single worry in her life right now. That thought, coupled with the steady beat of her already sleeping partner's heartbeat, helped her drift into the most restful sleep she'd ever had.d