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The first thing Lena notices as she stirs from her sleep is that she's hot. Uncomfortably hot. An unfamiliar weight is strewn across her waist. Something solid pressed against her back. A consistent presence over her leg. Lena blinks as she comes to deduce that the weight and presence behind her is the source of the uncomfortable heat. As Lena shifts a grumble comes from behind her and she freezes. Memories flood in, and the pleasant ache in her limbs reminding her exactly what happened the night before. How Kara had worn her to exhaustion late into the night. Both emotionally and physically. A furious blush blooms on her cheeks as she recalls all the details.
"I'm sorry," Kara whispers against her lips and all Lena can hear is the thunder of their heavy breathing. Her heartbeat racing through her and Lena shakes her head.
"I don't want your apology, Kara," Lena whispers, claiming the Kryptonian's lips. She whimpers as Kara's fingers slip from within her. Lifting her effortlessly as she moves them further up the bed. Lena stares up and Kara pulls away.
"Lena I-" but Lena doesn't want to talk, she doesn't want to discuss it. She wants to bury her feelings in a tiny box away from everyone and everything.
"Don't," Lena orders, tugging Kara back to her. "I want you to fuck me, Kara."
Lena roughly pulls the Super's lips back to her own, biting them roughly, and she can feel the vibrations of Kara's moan against her, reigniting the fire in her stomach. It seems to snap something in Kara, stoking the anger that was dissipating between them moments ago. Kara pins her to the bed, a firm thigh between her own and Lena rolling her core against the firm muscle of Kara's thigh, moaning as rough kisses are trailed over her neck. A rough nip below her ear before Kara's lips are marking over her collarbone. Lena's can feel the need building in her as Kara pulls her nipple between her teeth. Lena's hips buck as need fills her, and Kara's lips descend lower.
Glancing down, Kara's arm is draped across her waist, the even puffs of breath tickling the back of Lena's neck. Lena pales as she realises this was the second time in a week she was waking up in bed naked with Kara but the situation was different, she was conscious of the previous night's activities, the way Kara had effortlessly undressed her, bumbling reporter gone. At first, she associated it with Supergirl but Kara hadn't been Supergirl then; she had been Kara, just Kara. She thought of how she shouldn't have handled Kara's admission by setting this situation in motion. How they had aggressively kissed each other, how Kara had given her everything she wanted. But it hadn't been the feelings she had wanted. It had been passionate and angry, not love filled like she had hoped for in her private dreams. She glances at Kara, sun streaming over blonde hair that covers her sleeping face. She had seen Kara's face light up in excitement, fall in disappointment, but she had never seen her face relaxed, blue eyes hidden behind closed eyelids.
Lena's eyes land on the small table and she realises she's on Kara's side of the bed. It's only occupants are a thin golden necklace hanging on a frame. Lena can see the familiar small photobooth strip and recalls the memory all to well as she reaches for it. Kara had dragged her to a movie theatre for the first time since college. Lena had suffered through every second of the romantic comedy for the look of joy on her friends face. A look Lena wanted to see everyday, and that she had played a part in giving her. Kara had dragged her through the arcade after and subsequently into a photobooth. Lena had found it cheesy at the time but thinking back she would pay a small fortune to be taken back to that moment. Then, her eyes fall over the frame that the photo stripe was wedged into. The photo is of them, Kara's chin resting on her shoulder whose glasses are perched on Lena's nose, their faces in matching grins. It's silly and perfect and Lena's chest tightens for want of the memory that isn't hers.
"You're thinking too loud," Kara's voice startles Lena from her thoughts. Lena turns to face Kara and she doesn't miss Kara's eyes falling lower than her face. Kara quickly looks away, the faint blush forming over her cheeks as she sits up and Lena can see the strong muscles of her bare back rippling as she stretches. "What time is it?" Kara asks and Lena can barely form an answer, mainly because: A: Kara is looking over her shoulder at her, blue eyes boring into her soul as she clutches the sheets, they are both tangled in, to her chest. Kara's hair spilling over the bare shoulder in the morning sunlight makes her look like an angel. And B: She has no idea because Lena can barely form a coherent thought that isn't centered around how insanely attractive Kara is.
Lena stammers for a moment and Kara turns a faint blush creeping over her cheeks as she slips from the bed. The blonde moves from the room and Lena can't help as her eyes drift over Kara's simple cotton underwear. Lena takes advantage of Kara's exit slipping into the ensuite thankful to whatever god is out there that Kara didn't want to have a long and meaningful conversation. Lena takes her time getting ready all to aware of the the overhanging conversation they're destined to have. Making her way down to the kitchen she finds Kara hunched over the island tapping on the laptop in front of her. Her lips purse as she contemplates whatever she is writing about. Lena makes her coffee in silence, a steaming cup already cooling besides Kara. She goes about her morning routine thankful for the silence Kara gives her. It takes until she's halfway through breakfast for her to feel Kara's eyes on her back, she looks over her shoulder only to catch Kara's eyes darting away. Kara awkwardly clears her throat.
"Your um dress looks familiar," Kara compliments softly and Lena wants the floor to open up and swallow her at the monotony of the situation. She had picked this dress for an obvious reason, it hid all the marks Kara had left the night before.
"It's, I have it at home," Lena explains, "On our earth," Lena corrects as she leans against the counter, unconsciously rubbing the back of her neck and she doesn't miss the comical widening of Kara's eyes at the marks there.
"It's nice," Kara tries to stumble out, and Lena can tell how uncomfortable they both feel. Kara's eyes are flickering between her face and away from her. It was awkward and they had never been awkward with one another as close friends, not even when they barely knew one another. Lena swallows thickly, taking the plunge.
"We should ta-" the shrill buzz of Kara's phone startles them both and Kara scrambles to get it.
Lena rolls her eyes as Kara answers the phone. "Hey, Alex," Kara greets, glancing back at Lena. Of course, Kara would want to avoid this. She should've known by now that Kara is the master of avoidance.
"Yeah sure, I'll be right there."
Kara disconnects the call turning back to Lena. "I have to go um, Supergirl emergency."
Lena gestures to the window and Kara gives a small apologetic smile. A flurry of superspeed and Kara's leaping from the balcony. A small feeling of sinking dread filling Lena as she leaves for L-Corp.
Kara drops into the DEO, to find Alex leaning against the centre console. "What's the emergency?" Kara asks looking up at the screens.
"NCPD is asking for our help with a group of Bhaiziums, who have just left the scene of their second bank robbery," Alex explains.
"Ok, what else do we know?" Kara asks curiously.
"That's it."
"What do you mean 'That's it'?" Kara asks, confused.
"That's all we know. So, I need you and Nia to go down to their last known location and see if they left any clues."
"Aren't you coming?" Kara asks with a frown and Alex raises an arched brow before pointing to her protruding stomach.
"I'm on desk duty," Alex shrugs. "You'll be fine Supergirl," Alex throws over her shoulder as she slips into the lab.
"Hey Winn, Brainy?" Kara calls, making both men turn. "Can you run a material scan for me?"
"Sure, I can have it running in the background." Winn shrugs.
"What material would we be searching for?" Brainy asks curiously, straining to look at Winn's screen.
"I need you to find me any traces of this metal," Kara instructs, handing Brainy the chemical compound that Cisco had told her about.
"This is the chemical compound for Trafretium," Brainy states with a frown.
"Yeah." Kara nods. "So, you guys will let me know if you find anything?" Kara asks, ignoring Brainy's reaction.
"Ugh yeah," Winn stammers as Kara turns quickly. "W- wait Kara-" But she's already flown away.
Lena walks into the apartment later that evening to find Kara flat on her back, in her supergirl suit staring at the ceiling. Depositing her bag on the closest surface she pushes Kara's legs from the couch and curls beside her with a sigh. Lena prepares for the awkward conversation, ready for the discussion of how it was a bad idea, how they were only friends Mentally preparing for how much it was going to hurt.
"I hate this Earth," Kara huffs from beside her and Lena hums in agreement. "It couldn't be easy, we couldn't have had, I dunno, Elvis or something?" Kara continues and Lena isn't sure if the Super wants her to respond or just a body to rant to. "I had to deal with five bank robberies today and had to save William again. Not to mention Cat."
Lena makes a noise of disgust, her internal jealousy of the Brit slipping through before she can help it and Kara looks up at her. Blue eyes narrowed but the smirk on Kara's face tells she feels the same way too.
"What happened at L-Corp?" Kara asks gently, laying back resuming her earlier position.
Lena rattles off the list of board meetings and misogyny she's put up with. Slowly, she feels the weight she'd been carrying since she got to work slipped from her shoulders as it often did when she vented to Kara. They watch each other, eyes search for any kind of animosity, as a light silence falls over them. Kara sits up with a small uncomfortable smile.
"We don't have to talk about It," Kara reveals softly and Lena looks at her hands. "But, you were right about everything you said last night. I did hide you away and I really am sorry, Lena," Kara admits softly.
"I know what I've done hasn't been good, Kara, but I thought at the time, it was for the right reasons," Lena explains quietly. "Last night was," Lena pauses she doesn't want to admit it was bad because she aches in all the right places and she wants to tell Kara exactly how good the sex was. But it was for the wrong reasons and she's sure Kara only did it to avoid their argument or even instigated it out of guilt. She doesn't want to tell Kara that she wants to do it again, with less anger, because she doesn't want to be angry at Kara anymore. Even though she should still be angry, she should still want to punish Kara for lying to her and deceiving her for so long. But she's tired of the fight. Tired of the arguments and the hurt.
"Last night shouldn't have happened," Lena admits and she can see Kara nod once almost robotically. There's a pause before Kara shifts.
"I know we're not friends, not yet anyway. But I want to try Lena, find what we had before all of this. I want us to be able to trust each other again, however long that takes. Do you think we could try to get through this at least until we get home?" Kara asks and Lena nods. Kara smiles, standing. "Good. Well I don't know about you but today is definitely a day for potstickers," Kara announces in the light tone Lena is so used to hearing. "Can I bribe you with potstickers and pizza, Miss Luthor?" Kara teases with a flurry of her hand, her cape flying out behind her while she can only laugh.
"I am human," Lena grins as Kara pulls her to her feet.
It happens before Lena realises it, she's slipped back into the familiar friend territory that they had been dancing around.
After they've showered and changed into more comfortable clothes they sit continuing to vent about their day. Lena finds herself laughing along with Kara when they watch a terrible romantic comedy while eating. Lena's legs curl beneath her as her feet just barely brush Kara's and she's almost happy they don't discuss their anger or the fact they slept together. Lena feels the faint flutter in her stomach as she recalls the little details from the night before, details that spill into Kara's day to day life, details that are fueling the feelings she repressed for so long that are bubbling to the surface. Details like the way Kara's blue eyes become more blue the more she concentrates, the same way they did in the dark of the bedroom as she watched Lena from between her legs. Or the way she bites her lip the same way when she's holding back from cursing. Or the way Kara's fingers gently tap unconsciously to the same rhythm of her heartbeat the same way they did as they lulled Lena to sleep the night before. She shifts as more memories flood back to her, the way Kara arched under her fingers or the way she gave Lena more orgasms than any other partner. Kara turns to her then and Lena's sure the uptick in her heartbeat has alerted her and Lena shifts her attention back to the film. They sit in peaceful silence and then the credits are rolling.
"I should um, head to bed," Lena mutters quietly as she stands. "Thank you for this," gesturing to the television and Kara nods.
"Night Lena," Kara's voice is soft and it makes Lena smile. Her anger almost forgotten.
"Goodnight Kara."
It's another week of awkward pleasantries and tolerability after that. Kara makes vague unintentional references, making them both blush but they never discuss more than an agreement of it shouldn't have happened. Kara drops onto the balcony. Lena looks up from making herself dinner, while Kara was currently surviving on potstickers. Looking up and seeing how tired Kara is she adds more ingredients to maybe sustain Kara. Lena has to stifle a giggle, as her eyebrows hit her hairline at the sight of Kara stalking through the living room. Kara's hair is covered in slime, her suit is ripped down one arm showing off firm muscle, there are gashes in her suit across her stomach revealing red marks on firm abs, and she's missing her left boot.
"What happened?" Lena asks, her hand covering her lips to hide her smile. Kara's face is in a significant pout of irritation.
"A Karsko," Kara spits as she limps up the stairs, and Lena can't help but shake her head at how ridiculous she looks. She finishes dinner as Kara returns in sweats and a baggy sweater, flopping down at the breakfast counter as Lena sets a plate in front of her. Pout and crinkle still firmly etched on her face, and Lena can't help but admire how childish she looks.
"And that means you lose half your suit?" Lena asks with a chuckle.
"Something like that. I hate being the distraction," Kara huffs. Lena can't help but laugh as she watched Kara take in her plate before looking up at Lena.
"You can't eat pizza forever Kara," Lena smirks as she pours wine. "I doubt even your metabolism can take it."
"I can attest that I am not going to get fat, at least not on this planet," Kara grins in triumph.
"It's a new universe, maybe your metabolism isn't what it was," Lena challenges and Kara's face falls.
"Oliver wouldn't be that cruel," Kara states firmly and Lena simply shrugs as she takes a bite of her salad. Kara sends her a disgruntled look before stabbing at the leaves in front of her.
"So, why were you the distraction?" Lena asks curiously and Kara sighs.
"Because they wanted me to fly around its head while they got the shrink ray to put it in its cage. It would have worked had Winn actually tested his brilliant," Kara uses air quotes around brilliant, "shrink ray rather than spending twenty minutes fixing it in the field with Brainy while I become lunch."
"They probably got the particle alignment the wrong way round, which means they would have to redo the entire wiring system, it's an easy mistake to make," Lena admits with a shrug and Kara stares at her with an open mouth.
"You've built one before?" Kara asks and Lena nods.
"Sure, when I was fifteen, I think there's a prototype in a storage unit somewhere," Lena shrugs as she sips her wine. She can see Kara grit her teeth and a surge of panic hits as she feels like Kara is about to lose her temper.
"How can you do that when you're fifteen but two highly intelligent DEO agents can't get it right as grown men?" Kara groans in frustration as she stabs the salad again.
"They're only human Kara," Lena justifies. "At least you didn't get swallowed." Lena chuckles, when she's met with silence she looks up to see Kara glaring at her and she can't help but laugh. "I'm sorry," Lena admits through giggles and relaxes as Kara's face softens and joins her. As their laughter dies off, Lena looks at Kara who is playing with her food clearly disgusted by the salad in front of her.
"James called me today," Kara states, drawing what playful banter they had to a close as Lena raises an eyebrow. "He's ugh invited us out to Calvintown for dinner next week. I said we'd go," Kara states. "For, you know, appearances sake."
Lena narrows her eyes for a moment before nodding. She said she would make an effort and she would. "Of course."
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