Kara wrapped her arms tightly around Lena's waist and brought the other woman closer. Her entire sense of the world was consumed by Lena, the familiar scent of her own body wash, the taste of Lena's lips, the feel of her body pressed up against her own.

Lena felt so good in her arms.

Kara wanted Lena to feel as good as she felt now; she wanted to be wanted as much as she needed Lena. She shouldn't though, not someone in her position. She felt caught in the riptide of want and indecision, overwhelmed by the possibilities.

Kara needed to articulate everything she felt for the other woman, but even after she eased them to a slower pace, words seemed to fail her. "Lena, I…"

Lena cradled Kara's face in her hands. "I'm not expecting anything more than what you want to give."

In the face of such devote consideration Kara felt compelled to rekindle their kiss. Felt absolution as her hand skimmed underneath Lena's nightshirt, palm against the other woman's soft stomach. "I very much want to kiss you; if we could just…I've wanted to kiss you for a long time."

Lena felt breathless exhilaration and wanted nothing more than to resume tasting, touching, feeling Kara, but curiosity motivated for something else. "Since?"

Kara blushed and nibbled lightly at Lena's lips. She drew Lena closer, closer and closer still. Words would be left for another time; whatever they may be, they tasted promising, of affections matched and returned.

….

Their last kiss left a gulf between them, their bodies on the East and West of the bed while their hands remained joined. The physical distance was an aid to cool their enthusiasm. They both agreed to wait until before they went further.

The pause would allow them to attain at least some sleep on a work night. Lena was beyond exhausted, but she fought to stay awake, afraid to miss a single moment lest this be a dream. Kara was surprisingly roused and impressively energetic; her lips content to stay in an easy smile.

As hard as Lena tried she still lost to sleep. The last thing she felt were Kara's lips against the back of her hand and a promise whispered too gently for her to decipher.

….

By morning they've migrated to the center of the bed. The thick, near impenetrable curtains left the room in a restful darkness, but Lena's internal alarm still jolted her awake. She found herself on her back with Kara curled around her. Kara was a little further down the bed, snuggled close with her lips against Lena's ribs.

Should she prepare some kind of breakfast? Was that too presumptuous and domestic? Would Kara reject her after last night? She had meant it when she said she didn't expect anything and if Kara wished only for a shared kiss then… Lena bit her lip.

The fact they still haven't gotten a chance to talk about New Years was a tad concerning.

Kara wiggled a bit and moved to plant a drowsy kiss onto the underside of Lena's jaw. "Imma use the washroom in the hallway, stay and use the one in here, kay?"

Lena supposed the kiss would have to be answer enough for the time being.

Even though Kara had said she would get up she only snuggled closer and tangled their legs together.

"Kara?"

"Five more minutes." Kara slurred even as she nuzzled and clambered for a better hold around Lena.

Lena blushed, Kara was very warm and with how Kara had jostled them, Lena had her leg angled in between Kara's excruciatingly inviting heat. Kara was either an evil mind reader or a sadist which Lena knew her to be neither. Though with the way Kara had bucked her hip to cuddle closer… Lena might just die.

"Fuck." Lena shut her eyes and tried to stay as still as humanly possible.

Kara's only response was to nuzzle closer.

Lena moved so she could slip her hand up the back of Kara's shirt and apply her very cold fingers along her prof's spine.

"Eeep!" Kara rolled right over the edge of the bed and dragged most of the sheets along with her during her descent.

"Sorry!" Lena leant over; worried she had caused some kind of injury.

"Oh, good morning!" Kara got up nonchalantly if a bit drowsily, then after she fetched her toiletries, "I'm going to go use the outside washroom, feel free to use the one in here to get ready."

Lena's brows furrowed together, hadn't Kara already said this to her? Had Kara been cuddling and talking earlier while still fully asleep? "Alright… thank you? Do you want me to make breakfast?

"I usually order out and bring it to campus, I eat a lot and… so it can take a really long time to make enough for me to feel full," Kara blushed and looked rather abashed, "I'm not a really good cook."

"Let me make a meal for you on the weekends?" Lena asked for two reasons, she actually did want to make breakfast for Kara and she also needed to know if they were going to continue forward or if things were about to revert back.

"I'll never turn down good food!" Kara smiled and headed out of the room.

Well, that was… ambiguous.