Conversations on a Balcony

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"Wow," Cat murmured as she watched National City's superhero drift down toward her office balcony, cape fluttering in the wind. As Supergirl hovered just out of reach, she let her eyes drift down over the new suit Brainy had designed, taking in the gold inlay at the collar, the redesigned House of El crest, the waist hugging belt... She swallowed hard. And pants. Pants that tightly hugged the hero's hips and thighs in the absolutely hottest way possible.

"What do you think?" Kara asked, lifting her hands as she looked down at herself.

Cat took a couple of steps closer. "I think it's a good thing that you're just out of my reach," she purred. "Or else I'd be dragging you into my private bathroom to fu..."

"Excuse me, Ms. Danvers-Grant," Eve said as she popped out onto the balcony, a folder and pen in her hand but she stopped abruptly when she saw Supergirl hovering just above the balcony wall. "Oh, sorry, I didn't realize you had company. Hi, Supergirl. Love the new suit. The pants are great."

"That's what I was just saying," Cat added with a chuckle.

"Thanks, Eve. It's brand new," Kara replied, cheeks flushed as Cat stared lasciviously at her. "Just taking my first test flight in it."

Eve nodded as she paused to take in the superhero effect but then she took a deep breath and blew it out. "So..." She looked at Cat then, whose face was now the picture of innocence. "Just some docs for you to look over, Ms. Danvers-Grant. No rush." She left the folder with Cat and then, with one last look over her shoulder, she headed back inside.

"Even turning straight women's heads now," Cat teased as she crossed her arms.

"Cat," Kara laughed. "Stop."

With a loving smile, the older woman moved closer and lowered her voice. "How are you feeling, Sweetheart?"

Kara's nose wrinkled. "Slightly nauseated actually." She touched down next to Cat and leaned back against the wall; arms folded. To the older woman's surprise, Kara's new boots put her at about an inch taller than before. It would have been the perfect height for Cat to kiss the hollow of her wife's throat if they'd been alone. "It's a little frustrating to have no frame of reference as to what's going to happen or when."

"There's nothing in the Kryptonian archive about pregnancy?" Cat asked.

"Problem is, there hadn't been a natural pregnancy on Krypton for so long that the treatments..." She made air quotes. "Are kinda the equivalent to putting leeches on people for an infection."

"Ah," Cat frowned.

"And Kal's parents kept their pregnancy a secret for as long as they could so there's nothing documented formally, at least not in the data I have access to." the hero sighed softly. "Guess I'm Guinea Pig Mom," she chuckled. "The fact that the baby's half-human too adds a little more uncertainty."

"Right," the older woman agreed. She faced her wife, giving in to her need to touch her as she grazed her fingertips against her stomach. "If there's anything I can do, Sweetheart..."

"I'll definitely let you know," Kara replied. "In fact..." she grinned. "I'll need your help with something tonight."

"Oh?" Cat replied with a smile.

"Yeah..." Kara leaned closer and murmured in Cat's ear. "I'm going to need you and me, in a nice, hot bubble bath with some melted chocolate and strawberries. Think that can be arranged?"

The older blonde nodded, her breath ghosting against the younger woman's ear. "That can DEFINTELY be arranged, My Love... but we should have the melted chocolate BEFORE the bath... since I plan on licking it off your naked body."

"Oooohhh," Kara replied with a big smile. "I'm in!"