Conversations on a Balcony
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*SMUT* I had to go back to work today after vacation so I'm in a mood. So, yeah, this one is mostly just "The baby's asleep, we can have sex!" style smutty stuff to make myself happy! Enjoy ;-)
Cat sipped from a glass of amber liquid as she read an article on the second page of the National City Tribune. The light evening breeze lifted her hair, and she closed her eyes tiredly as the sounds of the city floated to her.
"This is nice," she said as her wife leaned against her. "CatCo Worldwide Media would like to welcome Abigail Danvers-Grant, daughter of Pulitzer Prize winning reporter Kara Danvers-Grant, to the CatCo family. Kara and her wife, CatCo owner and CEO, Cat Danvers-Grant, returned with their newborn to their home yesterday after giving birth earlier this week at a private hospital facility. Cat commented: Abby's arrival was a little bit of a surprise but the whole family is thrilled that she's here a week early."
Kara sighed softly. "I wish the world could know that you're her biological mother too."
"It's ok, Sweetheart," Cat smiled. "We know, and that's all that matters." There was a comfortable quiet between them for a moment but then Cat wrapped one arm around Kara's neck and drew her close to kiss her as she slid her other hand under her shirt. "Abby's asleep. I want you."
Kara chuckled softly. "You read my mind."
With the discomfort of Kara's last few weeks of pregnancy, it'd been a while since they'd fully had each other, and their kisses quickly turned heated. Kara had stripped her wife of her shirt and bra and was just about to take her breast into her mouth when the baby monitor sounded out a cry that startled them both. The older woman's head thumped against the back of the couch as she laughed softly. "I think it's my turn. Hand me my shirt?"
"No, no putting shirts back on. I'll get her," Kara said with a smile. "She's probably hungry." Her eyes turned a little sad then, but she patted her wife's thigh and got up to go into their bedroom and pick their daughter up from her bassinet. "Let's get you a bottle, Little One," she said softly as she kissed her head.
Despite wanting to feed Abby herself, Kara hadn't produced any breast milk and Alex still didn't really understand why, despite running a ton of tests and combing through any data she could find in the Kryptonian archive. So, Kara and Cat had resigned themselves to bottle feeding.
Returning to the balcony with baby and bottle in hand, Kara sat back down and settled herself into Cat's arms to let Abby suckle away but it wasn't long before the baby was full and had fallen back to sleep, so Kara returned her to her bassinet.
"Mmmmm, I'm glad she went back to sleep," Cat said, her tone seductive as her wife returned to her. "I've been having this fantasy that's driving me a little wild."
"Mmmm… do tell," Kara replied with a big smile, making sure to sit just the tiniest bit out of Cat's reach as a playful thought came to her.
"Well," the older woman said. "It starts with…"
"Wait," the Kryptonian said softly. Cat's eyebrows lifted. "Let me see you."
"What?" the older woman asked.
Kara leaned a tad closer, her tone low. "Let me see how much this fantasy turns you on. I want you to touch yourself for me."
"Um…" Cat exhaled hard but, after a moment, nodded. She relaxed back against the arm of the couch, head on a cushion as she let her left hand move to her left breast to tease her nipple. It tightened and hardened immediately, and Kara swallowed slowly. "I'm standing on this balcony, waiting for you to come home from work. I've just taken a shower and I'm naked under a black silk robe that barely covers my ass." Her right hand moved to her right nipple and she caressed it, moaning softly as it hardened too, sending a pulse of pleasure to her clit. She tugged on both nipples, watching as Kara's tongue snaked out to lick her lips.
"When you come home, I hear you moving around our bedroom and after a few minutes, you come out onto the balcony to find me. You're wearing those tight, navy pants that drive me wild, and a thin white shirt with so many open buttons, it barely covers your breasts. You're not wearing a bra and I can see your nipples are already so hard, rubbing against the material."
She caressed herself, running her hands down her abdomen, wishing they were Kara's hands. The younger woman nodded her encouragement. Then Cat lifted her hips and slid her pants and underwear down her legs, smiling as her wife swept them off over her feet and tossed them onto the bedroom floor to leave her naked. "What happens then?" Kara asked softly, eyes roaming hungrily over the older woman's body.
"You come up behind me and press against my back…" Cat bent her knees, parted her thighs and let her right hand drift between them, fingertips barely grazing herself. She was already wet, and Kara made a little sound of pleasure as she saw the glistening moisture. "You open the belt of my robe and let your hands run over my skin, from my hips, up over my stomach to my breasts." Cat's hands moved in time with her words and she gasped as she palmed her nipples for a long moment before moving her right hand back between her legs.
"But I can't help but push back into you as I feel something pressing against my ass and, as you push forward against me again, I realize that the bulge I'm feeling is our harness and double-ended dildo you're wearing inside your pants."
Kara gasped and her hands fisted in her lap as she watched Cat's fingers slide further between her folds and caress them.
"You lean even further into me and groan into my ear, telling me how hard you are for me and how much you want to be inside me."
"Oh God… You're gorgeous… so /:zhaolia/, Cat," Kara murmured as Cat's fingers slowly circled her clit, but still, the hero didn't move.
"I'm so wet for you, Kara, and you open your pants, freeing the dildo's hard length from its confines. You lift my robe, gathering it up around my waist as you bend me over the balcony railing and rub the toy through my wetness from behind. You whimper as the other end moves inside you."
Cat was breathless but she kept her eyes locked on Kara's face. Her hand was moving faster now between her thighs and as Kara watched, her own breathing coming hard and shallow, she was never more grateful for Cat's talent as a writer.
"I reach back and grab your hips and you push forward and slide the toy into me. It feels so good as it stretches me inside. You cup my breasts and pull out slightly, before thrusting into me again and I can't stop myself from moaning at the pleasure of it."
Cat was honestly not sure she could last much longer as she swirled her fingers through her wetness and rubbed them over her clit. She kept her eyes locked on Kara's and the younger woman nodded. "More…" Her voice was husky… sexy as hell… and it took everything Cat had to not come as Kara popped open the button fly of her jeans and slid her hand inside to touch herself.
"You're pinching my nipples and slamming your cock into me over and over, biting down on my shoulder, claiming me fully as your own. And I want it. I want it so much, Kara. I want you to take me. To own me. To keep me only for yourself."
Kara groaned loudly and she quickly shimmied her jeans down and off, baring her arousal to her wife's eyes. "Oh Kara…" Cat breathed… wanting… needing…
"More…" the Kryptonian demanded as her fingers worked quickly between her legs. "Cat… more…"
"Then you're pulling out of me and turning me around, roughly biting at my breasts and nipples as you push back inside me and my hands are in your hair, pulling on it, telling you I need more… telling you that I need you to fuck me harder." Cat's voice was higher and tight now… almost hoarse. "And I can tell you're so close…"
"So close… Oh fuck, Cat… please!" Kara cried out and Cat couldn't stop herself. She surged forward and pushed her fingers hard into her hero as Kara did the same. It only took a moment for them both to come, on their knees, thrusting into each other, lips locked in a fiery kiss and tongues dueling as they stifled each other's desperate cries of pleasure.
Then Kara let herself fall back into the couch, taking Cat with her in a tangle of limbs as they both lay there, breathing hard.
"Best sex ever,' Kara groaned, with eyes closed, and one arm thrown across them.
Then she laughed as Cat just nodded and offered a little squeak of agreement. But the older woman's head lifted then, a grin spreading across her face. "What time is it? Is Priscilla McCall's still open?"
And Kara groaned again, feeling the stirrings of arousal once more and she super sped back into her clothes. "Get dressed. I'll get Abby and my car keys."
