Conversations on a Balcony
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A/N: Mature rating on this one. You may never look at cake tastings the same way again!
Wedding planning. Kara sighed as she looked at her to-do list. Cat had been really busy, since it was coming up to deadline on next month's CatCo Magazine, and they'd hardly seen each other over the past week, so the younger woman was feeling slightly overwhelmed with everything she had to organize before their rapidly approaching wedding day. But tonight, Cat had left the office a little earlier in order to taste the wedding cake samples their vendor had sent over to the penthouse.
"Kara Danvers!" Kara looked sheepishly at her fiancée as she swallowed a mouthful. "Did you start without me?" Cat was standing at the balcony doors of their bedroom, dressed in her silk robe and looking out with her arms crossed.
The younger woman looked down at the small boxes on the rattan coffee table. "Um... just one bite, I swear... I was hungry and..." But then she stopped talking and swallowed for a whole different reason. She watched as Cat, with an incredibly sexy smile, slowly opened the belt of her robe and then perched her hands on her hips, holding back it's edges to reveal her gorgeous, freshly showered, naked body.
"That's a shame," the older woman purred teasingly. "I had hoped we'd use ME..." She trailed her fingertips over her breast and down her stomach. "As a table for sampling our wedding cake... but if you'd rather sit out here..."
Within one-point-three-five seconds, Kara had moved all the cake samples onto their king-sized bed. Then she returned for Cat, pushed her robe off her shoulders to pool on the floor at her feet and gently carried her to join the other deliciousness on the soft mattress top. Kara crawled on top of her and ducked down to kiss her slowly and passionately, smiling as Cat's hands landed on her hips to tug her closer.
The older woman could taste the first cake on her lover's tongue, and she hummed at the sweetness. But then she was laughing softly as Kara straddled her hips and knelt up to studiously give each sample a body part designation.
"Where to begin," the younger blonde mused, tapping her cheek with a fingertip. "Collar bones... vanilla... I think." She spread some cake across Cat's chest and then leaned over to slowly nibble and lick it off. Then she raked her teeth over the older woman's pulse point and sucked it softly. "Definitely not this one... there's nothing vanilla about you, Babe."
"Nor you," Cat agreed on a gasp, running her fingers through Kara's thick, blonde hair.
"Left nipple... lemon..." the Kryptonian said as she painted Cat's breast with lemon crème and then slowly sucked it off. The older blonde's eyes slid closed and a soft sigh escaped her. "This one is awesome."
Cat touched her left nipple. It was hard and tight, and she continued caressing it slowly as Kara went on with her experiment.
"Right nipple... yummm... chocolate... this one is definitely a contender..."
Cat sucked in a deep breath and groaned, her hand fisting into the younger blonde's hair this time. "Mmmm... chocolate... yes, Baby."
"Navel... strawberry..." Kara scooted down and took her time kissing and licking Cat's toned stomach, dipping her tongue into the cute depression and making her squirm. "A little too tart for my taste... but, fuck, YOU taste delicious."
Cat nodded her agreement with a smirk.
"Inner thighs..." the hero's voice held a hoarse edge now and she whimpered as Cat slowly raised and parted her knees. Kara gazed at how wet her lover was and swallowed hard. "Red velvet..." She spread the cake and slowly moved to lie between Cat's thighs, removing the sweetness with slow licks and soft bites, giving each one the attention it deserved.
Cat's breathing was ragged now, and she gasped at the sensations moving through her. "Kara..." she moaned. "God..."
Heavy-lidded blue eyes lifted to meet stormy green. "Clitoris," Kara whispered but she didn't bother with cake this time and just dove in enthusiastically. Cat grabbed the headboard behind her and whimpered loudly, lifting her hips to meet Kara's tongue and lips and teeth. They pushed her closer and closer to the edge and, when Kara reached up to caress her breasts and that sensitive spot below her navel, Cat came hard with a loud cry and a string of swear words that made the younger woman laugh.
Kara kissed her way back up Cat's body and then gathered her into her arms, grinning as her thin tank top clung to her lover's sticky chest. They kissed deeply as Cat's hand roamed under it, loving the warmth of her Kryptonian's natural body temperature that always kept her toasty against the chill of the room's air conditioning.
"So... which one?" the older woman asked quietly, as she relaxed and trailed her fingertips across her fiancée's abs.
"The last one, definitely," Kara replied with a couple of very serious nods.
Cat laughed softly. "I think that's a more... personal flavor... for just us."
"Agreed," Kara grinned. "Seriously though, I liked the lemon one best actually."
"Mmmmm... good," Cat replied. "Now..." She got onto her knees and resolutely pulled Kara's tank top off over her head to toss it over the side of the bed. "My turn."
Cat eased her Kryptonian over onto her back, straddled her hips and reached for the nearest cake box. Kara's breath stuttered in anticipation and a HUGE smile lit her face.
She was really REALLY beginning to LOVE wedding planning.
