Trigger warning for mentions of rape.

When the two finally rose from the couch, after watching a movie, to say their goodbyes for the evening, Kara was reluctant to leave, and Lena was reluctant to let her go.

Just as Kara said, "I should get going," Lena grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

Startled by the tug on her arm, Kara allowed herself to be pulled forward, into Lena's embrace.

"Wait, Kara," the brunette said firmly. "Don't go."

"But it's late, and I—"

But before Kara could finish her sentence, Lena was holding her against the wall and crashing their lips together, just as they'd done in the elevator.

"Don't leave," Lena breathed heavily, before biting down on the pulse point of the hero's neck.

Yelping at the sensation – though it didn't hurt – Kara gripped Lena's hips roughly, but not enough to cause pain.

"Stay," Lena pressed, sucking on the Kryptonian's warm skin.

"Okay," Kara gasped, writhing under her partner's touch. "Okay. I'll stay. I just have to tell Alex."

"Hurry up then," the brunette laughed, kissing Kara's neck again as the hero struggled to pull her cell phone out of her pocket.

Trying to catch her breath, which was made impossible by Lena's relentless kisses all over her neck and cheeks, Kara selected her sister's number from the list of contacts and started the call.

When Alex answered, the hero was horrified to realize that upon speaking, her own voice betrayed her exasperation.

"H-Hi, Alex. C-Can you, um…" Kara barely managed. "C-Could you m-maybe stay the night?"

"Ooooooh," Alex cooed, her smug grin evident in her tone. "You gettin' some?"

"Shut up, Alex!" the blonde cried loudly, as Lena's hands slid up her shirt.

"Go, kid, go! Fuck that pussy senseless."

"ALEX!" Kara screamed. "What the fuck?"

In a fit of laughter, Alex ended the call.

"Come on, Supergirl," Lena teased, suddenly confident as the hero continued to squirm beneath her touch. "Don't you wanna fuck this pussy senseless?"

Thinking she might faint, Kara braced herself against the wall, but was quickly pulled away by Lena, who immediately began leading her down the hallway.

"Lena, maybe we should—" Kara tried to protest, briefly wondering if they should go just a tiny bit slower than they were that evening, but trailed off once they reached the bedroom, where Lena had decorated the bed with beautiful, fresh rose petals.

"Oh, Rao," the Kryptonian breathed, looking around at the display of lit candles. "Were you, uh… expecting this?"

Lena laughed and shook her head, saying, "No. Just hoping."

"Wow. You changed your mind fast, didn't you?"

"Do you want me to change it back?" the brunette chuckled, slapping the hero's ass. When Kara vigorously shook her head, Lena added, "Then strip and show me how bad you want me. You do want me, don't you, Supergirl?"

"More than anything," the hero confessed.

"Then what are you waiting for? I'm tired of waiting, Kara. I'm tired of holding back."

"Then don't," Kara told her, regaining her confidence as she lifted Lena into her arms as though she were lifting a feather.

"Jesus!" Lena cried, upon being swooped into the hero's arms. "You are strong."

"This is nothing," Kara laughed. "Just wait 'til I rail you for real."

"What, it was fake before?" Lena laughed.

Kara shrugged, lightly tossing Lena onto the bed and tugging off her pants and panties in one go.

"No," she explained. "But I was holding back."

"Well, don't. I want bruises."

Raising an eyebrow, the Kryptonian stripped herself of her own clothes and approached the nightstand, where she knew Lena kept her toys. Pulling out the strap-on and fastening it around her hips, Kara felt another burst of confidence.

"You sure?" she asked gently, sliding her hands up and down Lena's thighs.

When Lena nodded enthusiastically, the hero crawled onto the bed and knelt between her lover's toned legs.

"Tell me what you want," Kara whispered.

"You. Just you," Lena answered.

"No… How do you want it?"

Taking a breath to consider her options – hard and fast or slow and intimate – Lena's eyes pieced Kara's bright blue orbs as she answered, "Don't hold back."

Raising an eyebrow again, the hero asked, "Are you sure? Because—"

"Do it, Supergirl. Show me what you can do."

Apprehensive expression instantly spreading into a devious smile, Kara's hand instantly went to Lena's throat and squeezed, careful to put pressure on the sides of her neck rather than the front. Hearing the stifled gasp that escaped her partner's lips immediately served to flood Kara's panties with arousal and spurred her to roughly grip Lena's hip with her free hand as she pushed the toy into the woman's center. Naturally, Lena cried out as the girth of the strap-on stretched her wide and filled her to the brim.

Kara had never been so abrupt with her entry and had always been gentle at first, even on the times where their passion caused them to be relatively rough with each other. This time, though, to Lena's shock and surprise, Kara's initial thrust buried the toy to the hilt right away, and before Lena could even let out a strangled moan, the Kryptonian was pulling back and slamming into her all over again. This time, Lena's back arched as she cried out again.

"Good girl," Kara purred, squeezing tighter as her partner began to feel the rush of euphoria.

Whimpering – the only sound she could reasonably make – Lena thrust her hips up to meet Kara's movements and dug her nails into the hero's back, making them both shiver.

The deeper and harder Kara thrusted, the more Lena thrashed beneath her, and the more and more Kara's arousal leaked onto their thighs.

"Ugh," Kara groaned, slamming her hips forward as her grip on Lena's throat loosened before she braced herself with her hand on the bed beside her lover's head. "Fuck, Lena. You're so fucking hot when you – ugh – moan like that. Turning me on so good, baby."

A moan of excruciating pleasure burst from Lena's throat, piercing the hero's ears.

"Choke me, Daddy!" Lena screamed, after several more thrusts from her partner. "Ah! Need you. Need you – ah – so bad!"

As Lena's eyes rolled back from the pleasure, Kara's hand gripped Lena's throat again, growling, "Look at me."

"Kara!" the brunette screamed, as Kara's hips crashed into her the hardest they ever had, hitting just the right spot inside of her. When the hero squeezed tighter, her thrusts becoming uncontrolled and erratic, Lena managed to gasp, "Daddy!"

"Fuck," Kara moaned. "So good, baby. So good for me."

"I'm gonna—"

"Cum. Cum, Lena. Now."

Right on cue, as Kara's fingers found her clit, never stopping her thrusts, Lena's body was rocked by the deepest climax she'd ever felt. Screaming, Lena's nailed dragged down Kara's back, digging in hard enough to make anyone else bleed, but not affecting Kara's skin at all, except to give her an intense shiver.

"Good girl," Kara breathed, stroking Lena's hair back after removing her hand from around Lena's throat. "Good girl."

"Oh, my God," Lena moaned. "That was… Just… Christ. I'm gonna be so bruised tomorrow…"

"Are you okay?" Kara asked anxiously, her caring, gentle nature returning immediately.

"Yes. Yes. I'm outstanding," Lena laughed, wiping the sweat from her forehead. "I love you, Kara." As the hero pulled the toy out slowly, the brunette whined in protest before saying, "Take it off."

Kara obeyed, taking the toy off, but just before she was about to put the toy on the nightstand, Lena pushed her off and grabbed the toy from her hands. Kara's heart raced and pounded in her chest as she watched her lover fasten the straps around her hips.

"Lena—" she started. "You don't have to—"

"Shh. Get on your stomach. Ass in the air."

"Lena, I—"

"Do it!"

Swallowing hard as the shock of Lena's dominance hit her, Kara obeyed again and rolled onto her stomach, hesitantly lifting her hips to display everything Lena wanted to see.

"I wanna see your face when you cum," Lena told her, "but more than that, I want to fuck you like the animal you are."

"Shit," Kara gasped, feeling Lena thrust into her with the toy from behind.

Unlike Kara, Lena worked up a rhythm carefully, slowly and steadily building the intensity of her thrusts, making Kara squirm and nearly collapse beneath her.

"Hips up!" Lena ordered, jerking Kara's hips back.

Whining loudly, Kara buried her face in the pillow and pushed back against her partner's hips. The brunette continued her loving assault on Kara's center as the woman's moans turned to nearly unintelligible screams of what sounded like Lena's name.

"Please. Please. Please," Kara begged, ignoring the small amount of drool that slipped past her lips while Lena continued to fuck her.

"Who's the good girl now?" Lena teased, suddenly and unexpectedly grabbing the hero's hair and jerking her head back, causing Kara to scream again.

"Fuck!" Kara shouted, tears escaping her eyes with each thrust of Lena's hips. "So close. Don't stop. I'm—"

But before Kara could finish her sentence, she found her orgasm rocking her body, and with it, her frame beginning to levitate off the bed. At first, Lena, who was pressed against her back, was startled by the Kryptonian's body floating slightly off the bed, but after a moment, it brought a blush to her face as she heard the piercing scream of her name and felt Kara's body shaking against her as she came.

"Such a pretty girl," Lena whispered, as her lover fought hard to lower herself back on the bed, the aftershocks of her climax very slowly fading. "My pretty girl."

"Always," Kara said breathlessly, body still vibrating. "I'll never leave you, Lena."

"I won't either, baby. I promise to stay with you and work through anything and everything together. We're a team. Right?"

"Absolutely. Always." When Lena's smile grew, Kara added, "Since when are you such a good girl for me, huh?"

Blushing and losing confidence, Lena looked away and mumbled something the hero couldn't quite make out.

"What's that, princess?"

"I love you…" the brunette mumbled.

"I love you too," Kara laughed. "You're wild. Where was this side of you before? And since when do you call me 'Daddy'?"

"It just… came out," Lena confessed, blush intensifying. "And… I don't know. I guess it was just… repressed for a long time."

"Me too," the hero chuckled. "Glad you let it out. Freak in the sheets for sure."

"Look who's talking!" Lena whined.

"Yeah, yeah."

Smiling at each other, the two shifted and shared a tight embrace, ending their night with the sound of each other's heartbeats.

~!~!~

As soon as Lena opened her eyes in the morning, she saw Kara lying next to her on her side, gazing at her lovingly.

Just as Lena smiled and opened her mouth to speak, Kara asked softly, "Is this real?"

"What?" Lena laughed. "Of course it's real."

Biting her lip, the hero explained, "It doesn't feel real. It's been too long. And now you're here, naked in my arms, like I've been dreaming of for so many months. This is all I wanted. And just as I was letting go, here you are again. I'm just… scared something's going to go wrong or you're going to change your mind."

"Kara," Lena sighed, stroking the reporter's blonde hair back. "I just asked you to marry me. I'm not going to change my mind."

"But you—"

"I know, baby. I know. But I made a mistake, okay? And I'm so, so sorry. We both fucked up. But it's not going to happen again."

"How do you know?"

"Because I can see how much you've grown. And I know I've grown too. The pain changed me. I stopped holding on to stupid grudges and learned to listen. You're sorry. And I'm… I'm realizing that you never would have lied to me by choice. You lied because you felt it was necessity. You were wrong, but your intentions were good. You'd never try to hurt me. You were just scared."

"Ihavetrustissues," Kara blurted, her cheeks suddenly burning red.

Raising an eyebrow, Lena asked, "You don't trust me?"

"No, it's not… It's not that. I just… didn't trust myself to keep you safe. And I didn't trust myself to share my past with you, because… because what if I opened those floodgates and couldn't shut them? What if—"

"You can tell me anything, Kar. And if you can't shut the floodgates, I will shut them for you. But you don't need to shut the floodgates. You can keep them open and let it flow. If you're hurting, I want to know. Always. Nothing you want to say is something I don't want to hear."

"But—"

"I mean it. I want to hear anything and everything you have to say. I want to know all of you, Kara Zor-El."

Blushing brighter – if that was even possible – Kara looked away. Seeing this, Lena turned her face back and kissed her slowly. Lena only pulled away when she felt Kara's tears dripping onto her cheeks.

"Hun?" the brunette asked. "What's wrong?"

"I'm scared," she sniffled. "I'm scared to just be me. What if—"

"I'm not going to tell anyone you're Supergirl, Kara. I would never betray you like that, and I—"

"No. No, it's not that. It's… I'm… damaged."

Sitting up immediately and staring down at her partner, Lena gasped, "Kara! You are not damaged!"

"But you don't know. You don't know. And he… I—"

Eyes wide, Lena took a moment to catch her frozen breath and to kickstart her heart again, which had abruptly stopped upon hearing Kara's unintentional hint at what Lena was sure was the trauma Alex had warned her about.

One she was calm enough to speak gently, the brunette asked, "He?"

"Alura's… um… I…"

"Kara," Lena whispered, when – to her horror – she saw Kara start to shake, her eyes darting away as her forehead dripped with sweat. "Kara. I'm right here. Stay with me."

"C-Can't… Can't—"

"Kara Zor-El. Look at me." When the crying hero lifted her gaze, Lena cupped her chin and added, "You're with me now. He's not here."

"But he—" Kara tried, voice strangled as she tore her eyes away again. "I—"

"No. Kar. Look at me."

The hero tried. She really did. She even turned her head back to face her lover, but found herself immediately jerking her head away as sobs suddenly erupted through her, body continuing to shake.

"Kara. I'm here. Breathe, baby. Breathe."

"I can't," the Kryptonian howled. "Can't breathe."

Trying her best not to look as shocked and terrified as she felt – she'd never seen Kara like this, and had never imagined what it might look like – Lena stroked the woman's cheeks and kissed her forehead, whispering, "Stay with me. Breathe with me. He's not here. It's only you and me now."

"B-But—"

"Shh. Kara. Listen to my voice. Breathe."

But when Kara tried to draw breath, her lungs felt like lead, and the air felt like it was coming in through a tiny straw. The anvil on her chest weighed her down to the point of falling forward into Lena's arms. Of course, her partner welcomed her warmly, rubbing her back.

"It's okay, baby. You don't have to tell me. We'll get there," Lena promised.

Rapidly, Kara shook her head.

"I… want… to tell you…" she gasped between sobs. "Can't."

"Sweetheart, it's okay. I don't expect you to—"

"He hurt me," Kara wailed. "Kryptonite… and… he… he made me…"

"Kara, you don't have to—"

"He raped me," the hero blurted, through gasping breaths.

Lena pulled her closer, holding her against her chest, partly to comfort her, and partly to hide her own visible expression of horror.

"I love you," Lena choked out, trying to stifle her own tears that threatened to fall as her throat tightened. "I will never, ever hurt you like that, Kara."

As Lena gently but firmly embraced her lover, her thoughts raced. How intensely sick must Alura's sperm doner have been to torture a hero like Supergirl with Kryptonite. And to know her weakness… he must have known her. Maybe they were even close. Lena imagined the circumstances, the possibilities, and then… the scene itself. Supergirl was nearly invincible, but this piece of scum had actually forced himself on Kara. Taking a deep breath as she tried to calm herself, Lena reminded herself, But he didn't break her. She's strong. She's here. She's talking about it. She is so much stronger than him. What a piece of dogshit.

Slowly – almost an hour later – the hero's sobs slowed to a stop, and her breathing returned mostly to normal, with the exception of a few shallow gasps as she tried to fight back any more tears.

"Lee," Kara sniffled.

"I'm here, baby."

"Will you tell me what she did to you?"

"Who?" Lena asked, confused. Then, realizing where this was going, she said, "Oh… You mean Sam."

"Yeah. You don't have to. I just…"

"It's not going to help you feel better," Lena sighed. "It's just going to make you angry."

"I need to be angry right now. I'm tired of being depressed."

Biting her lip, Lena reluctantly answered, "Everything, Kar. She did everything."

"I'm sorry, Lena," Kara whispered, hugging the woman tightly. Then, as if having the sudden realization (which was, in actuality, far from new), she added, "I'm lucky I got pregnant."

"So… he…"

"Yeah," the hero confirmed. Then, she shared, "But I got the most beautiful thing in my life out of the second most painful thing I've ever been through. I should be grateful."

"You don't have to be grateful for what happened to you. You can just be grateful for the outcome. He's scum."

"He is scum," Kara said softly. "But Alura is the biggest treasure of my life."

"Wait… This was the second most painful thing you've ever been through? What was the first?"

Taking in a breath to calm herself – at least enough to speak – the Kryptonian looked up at her partner and confessed, "You leaving me."

"Oh, Kara… I'm so—"

"No, don't. It was my fault. I caused that. I just… I've never hurt so much in my life."

"Kar… Am I… Am I the reason you were in the hospital?"

"No," the hero said firmly, without missing a beat.

"Then why—"

"I felt like a shitty parent. I felt like I tore my family apart. I felt like I ruined everyone and everything in my life. Like everything was my fault – which it was – and had the realization that there was nothing I could do to fix anything."

"Kara, it wasn't all—"

"It was," Kara interrupted her. "It absolutely was my fault."

"But you deserved forgiveness, and I didn't give it. I was just… trying to figure everything out. Figure myself out."

"I know that," the blonde agreed. "But I started this whole avalanche of failure. Not you."

"Kara. Don't blame yourself. And you're not a shitty parent. You're the most devoted mom I know. And I deal with all kinds of parents every day."

"I never know what to do. I…"

"You're great, Kara. You love her more than anything."

"I love you too, Lee. You're my family. You're my home."

"I don't want to lose you. And I would never, ever hurt you, Kara."

"You couldn't," the hero said matter-of-factly. "You don't have it in you to hurt a fly."

"I dunno. I thought about killing Sam. Why do you think I carried that gun around?"

"First of all, because you were terrified. Second of all, for self-defense. Third of all, do you mean you don't still carry it?"

"I got rid of it. I didn't want Alura to find it and… you know."

Kara had to laugh at this, saying, "Pretty sure the kid's bulletproof, like me."

"Wouldn't ever want to test that theory. Anyway, have you talked to her about her powers?"

The hero nodded, answering, "Yeah. She feels a lot better and more secure now."

"That's really good, Kara. I'm proud of you for taking that step with her. I agree that she needed to know."

"You needed to know what happened with her father. I didn't want to talk about it, but… but I knew I needed to. I'm sorry I turned into such a mess."

"I never thought I'd see Supergirl that way," Lena confessed. "I'm glad you were with me and that I could hold you."

"My family – including you – is the only thing that grounds me. Thank you. Thank you for not freaking out and running away like anyone else would. And I'm… I'm sorry Sam hurt you. I hate her so much, Lena…"

"I know, babe. I know you hate her. But it's no use spending your energy on her. She's not worth it."

Grumbling, Kara replied, "You should've let me kill her Florida."

"Kara! Don't say that! Supergirl doesn't kill people!"

"Yeah, well. Kara would've."

"Hey. That's not true. You—"

"Anyone who hurts my family deserves—"

"Kara, stop. You don't mean that."

"Yes, I do! I should've fucking axed her fucking piece of shit ass when I had the chance!"

"Kara!" Lena scolded her. "Enough. You're emotional right now. You don't mean it. That's not you. It's not who you are."

"Tell me you wouldn't kill Alura's father if you had the chance. Tell me you wouldn't."

"I…" Lena started, swallowing hard.

Kara had her there. One minute with that steaming pile of garbage would've been all she needed. Every missile in America would've been aimed at his crotch. She would've let him bleed out in agony and waited with glee while it happened.

"Okay, but still," Lena mumbled.

The hero had to smile at this, countering, "Knew it."

"Shut up," Lena laughed. "Hate when you're right. That's my job."

"Oh, really," Kara cackled. "Then why are you never right?"

Shoving the hero playfully, Lena kissed her lips over and over and over until finally running out of breath and telling her, "I love you."

"You're my everything. I love you."

"I'm never going to leave you, Kara. You're family. You, Alura, and Alex. You're my people. I fucked up, but it's never going to happen again."

"And I will never, ever keep anything from you again. I promise."

"Good. Now… in the spirit of full, honest disclosure… Tell me how bad you want me," Lena cooed, sliding her hand down slowly, between the hero's legs, making her whimper.

"Oh, Rao," Kara moaned. "So bad."

"You okay to play right now?" Lena checked in, tone suddenly serious.

Knowing full well that their conversation had been triggering, the brunette wanted to check in and make sure Kara was feeling safe enough to engage that way. The last thing Lena wanted to do was push or upset her or trigger her in any way.

Lena was relieved when Kara nodded and said, "I'm good."

"Let me know if you need to stop."

Nodding again, Kara pulled Lena on top of her and kissed her hard.