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HYPOTHETICAL ROMANCE
Ch. 3 - Money Can Buy Happiness
By il0vesunfl0wers
(athenaverse on AO3)
Summary
Lena buys Catco. A weekend getaway. Kara is Super Distracted. NSFW, just sayin'. ;)
Notes
I wrote the buyout as a corporate acquisition. Also, in case you've never played Monopoly, Boardwalk and Park Place are the most expensive properties on the board. If you land between them you must pay 'luxury tax'. If you own both Boardwalk and Park Place, you are exempt from luxury taxes.
Thanks for the love and prompts/suggestions! Some will happen, especially if you ask for something I already drafted (or debate on using). To Nox051, who asked to see our dynamic duo in public. Hera ya go! As usual, my thanks to SeaWallFics for spot checking and cheerleading!
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Review of Irish terms of endearment:
— Mo ghrá ('moh 'graw'): 'my love' or 'my dear' - what Kara calls Katie, er, Lena
— Mo chroí ('moh kree'): 'my heart' or 'my treasure' - what Lena calls Kara
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~oOo~
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They Say the Women Treat You Fine on Broadway
'On Broadway' by George Benson
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L-Corp tower, morning, a month later
Lena groaned when she took off her high heels. They were such a necessary evil, just another weapon to wield in corporate power plays. In many ways, sex was ultimately about power, and wearing just the right clothes and shoes elevated one's sex appeal. Granted, she knew a truly powerful woman didn't need to resort to using her sex appeal to get her way, but it certainly didn't hurt. If nothing else, feeling sexy enhanced her dominance.
So, as much as it pained her to wear high heels for hours, she couldn't deny their effect, especially on Kara. If wearing them ensured her lover's undivided attention, then the pain was worth it. Kara rarely agonized over heels since most of the time she chose supportive and comfortable shoes for herself. However, Kara was a fan of Lena wearing pumps and stilettos.
Lena's mind drifted to a moment from a few nights ago.
"Anything that encourages you to walk like a runway model is a plus in my book," Kara said while she knelt, nibbling down a bare leg. "Hips swaying like a pendulum, mm-hmm."
"So, they hypnotize you," Lena rasped, writhing naked on an armchair, clad only in red Manolo Blahnik stilettos, one leg dangling over Kara's shoulder. Gasping in pleasure, her back arched. "Duly noted."
Suddenly thirsty, she padded barefoot to the wet bar to fetch a drink. She smiled at the pitcher of water. I could use some water. The word 'water' became their code word for sex, which made for some entertaining public conversations and racy text messages during work hours. She poured some of the cold liquid into a glass. As an afterthought, she took a selfie while holding the glass up, licking her lips in another shot for good measure, then headed back to her desk fully intending to send a selfie to her paramour.
"Miss Luthor," Jess announced on the intercom just then, "I have Miss Arias on line one. Shall I patch her through?"
"Go right ahead." Lena picked up after the first ring. "Samantha Arias, as I live and breathe! Such an honor to be graced with your voice."
"Oh please. I just talked to you a few days ago. Did you miss me?"
"That depends. Got any good news for me?" She heard her friend and colleague grumbling on the other line. "Why so grumpy?"
"Staring at spreadsheets and budget proposals does that. Why are you so chipper? I thought Lillian scrubbed that from your DNA?"
"Can't a young CEO be happy once in a while?" came Lena's retort, only to be met with silence. "Sam? Are you still th—"
"Who are you and what have you done with Lena Luthor?" Lena laughed. "You are definitely an impostor. Lena Luthor does not laugh during work hours. Or ever."
"I do, too!"
"Since when? And what's this about you buying a media company? Like, what the fuck, Lena. I thought you were practically getting free press already?"
"Surely you've read the acquisition business plan."
"Yeah, yeah, now spill. What do you really need to buy Catco for?"
If it were anyone else, Lena would never have admitted, albeit with some hesitation, "Morgan Edge wants to buy it."
Sam was well aware that Lena's corporate battles with Edge had come to a head, prompting the CEO to buy Catco before Edge could even reach for his checkbook. Still, she couldn't resist vexing her friend. "What is this, Monopoly? He wants Boardwalk and you want to beat him to it so you don't have to pay any 'luxury taxes'? What am I, the bank?"
"Close enough, oh high and mighty CFO."
"Give me a 750 million dollar reason why I should raid the coffers and sign off on this buyout."
Lena chewed on her lip, suddenly feeling small. "Well, Kara Danvers—"
"Oh my God, Lena!" Sam screeched.
Lena winced, holding the phone away for a moment. "What? I haven't even said anything."
"You're buying this for her!"
"I said no such thing. Besides, you don't even know her."
"Not yet. Not until you introduce me to your girlfriend. By the way, thanks a lot for not telling me. I had to find out from Ruby."
"Ruby?"
"Social media, dumbass. Supercorp? KaraLena? And what the fuck, SuperKaraLena? Girl, are you really in a three-way?"
"Shhh! Someone might hear you."
"Aha, I knew it!"
"I didn't realize you paid attention to the media circus."
"Oh please. As if you can stop kids from seeing or hearing things even if you ban them from the internet. I didn't even know what the hell a hashtag was until Ruby edumacated her hip mother. So, is any of it true?"
Lena and Kara had agreed a while back to only share specific truths. Lena and Supergirl could handle the media frenzy, but Kara Danvers needed to remain as close to inconspicuous as she could to keep her secret identity and the people close to her safe.
"It's true that I'm dating them both." Lena grinned at the private joke.
"You slut!"
"Pssh! Don't shame me for something you're jealous of."
"I'm a one lover kinda gal, but that's just not fair. No wonder you're obnoxiously happy. You're getting railed by two hotties. Two! You greedy bitch. Save some for the rest of us."
"It's not my fault that they both chose me."
"And you couldn't pick just one? I gotta hand it to you, though. A Super with a Luthor! How'd that even happen? Are you sure she's not a trophy girlfriend or a fake one?"
"Oh, stop. It's real. She's incredible."
"In bed, I'm sure. I want details, stat!"
Lena scoffed. "That's none of your business, wench."
"Hmph. Clearly you have a thing for blonde beefcakes. I saw the gym pics of you and Kara. I never would have guessed what's under the geeky facade."
"That's part of her charm."
"Tell her to show off her hot bod more. Wear tight eye candy outfits. In fact, just buy them for her and put them in her closet."
"Sam!" Lena sighed, her patience thinning by the second. Granted, it was an excellent idea, but she kept that to herself.
"Fine. Does she have any siblings?"
"Kara has a sister. And a cousin."
"Ooh. Are they hot?"
"They're both taken."
"Bummer. So, when do I get to meet your Significant Others?"
"I will introduce you once you sign off on the buyout."
Sam drew a sharp breath. "Oh my God. Lena, is that why you're giving me more responsibility? So you can go play with one of your girlfriends at her wheelhouse?"
"What are you talking about?"
"I know you. You're going to traipse in and spend a lot of time there, aren't you?"
"So?" Lena did plan to delegate some of her responsibilities to Sam. She swiveled the chair to face the window in Catco's direction. "I want to get to know Catco's inner workings personally."
"Uh-huh. So you can be hands-on? With a certain reporter?"
"That's not what I said." Lena was glad Sam couldn't see her face and neck, which felt hot to the touch. The truth was she hoped that she and Kara could get a little handsy in the office indeed. It would be difficult to be in each other's space without wanting some water.
"Relax, I'm just fucking with you, boss lady. I already signed off."
"What the hell, Sam!" The CEO could only hear laughter on the other line.
"You're too anal not to know what you're doing. I just wanted to ruffle your feathers a bit. Get some laughs."
"And they say I'm the boss bitch."
"You are. It's unanimous. And by the way, I haven't seen or heard Paul the Publicist mention any specifics about your relationships, plural."
Lena's eyes narrowed. "Have you been gossiping with my assistant?"
"Who, me?" Lena could just picture the look of mock incredulity on her friend's face. "Goodness, when would I ever find the time?"
"That's not a denial. What are you trying to say?"
"Before you start storming your new castle, maybe it's time to publicly confirm that you and Kara Danvers are dating. That way no one can accuse you of seducing an employee when you have already seduced her—or was it the other way around?—before you even bought the place."
"Too busy yet you found time to check on what Paul did or didn't say about me, huh?" Lena chuckled. "People have already seen us together. And I've already been to Catco a few times. To visit Kara."
"Visiting. Riiight. Which explains the bill for the truck load of flowers you had delivered to a certain reporter as a thank you, because apparently one bouquet was not good enough."
Lena frowned. "How did you know about that?"
"As your friendly neighborhood CFO, I have access to anything with dollar signs, duh. I can hear an abacus ticking across the country."
"As if you have the time to see a receipt for flowers."
"It made quite a stir among my minions, so of course I heard about it. Next time use your personal credit card unless you want it to come across as bribery, dipshit."
Lena huffed. "It's work related!"
"Uh-huh. Suuure."
"Why are you so surly? Did you not eat lunch today? Your blood sugar getting low?"
"You work me to the bone. What do you expect? And you should talk. I heard a certain reporter has to deliver lunch so you'd remember to eat."
"You have been gossiping with Jess! Why am I relocating you here again?"
"Because I'm good with money and you love me. Plus, your tower is closer to the beach and Ruby said I could use more vitamin D."
Lena shook her head. "I do miss you, you bitch. And sweet Ruby."
"We miss you, too, slut. Have fun storming the new castle."
~oOo~
Let Me Be Your Freedom
'All I Ask of You' from Phantom of the Opera
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L-Corp tower, afternoon
Ever since Morgan Edge pinged in her radar, Kara had been griping about him so much that it was leaving a crinkle between her eyes. Lena was worried it might stay permanent one day. Kara was convinced that he was responsible for the submarine attack at the waterfront and was frustrated that they couldn't find any evidence against him. Lena agreed that the man was a slippery serpent. She glanced at Kara's lunch, left untouched on her desk while the blonde fumed and gesticulated about his intentions to buy Catco, and before she could launch into a full tirade, Lena decided to break the news.
Kara's face shifted from irritation to surprise to glee, engulfing the CEO into a bear hug that lifted her off the ground. "I can't believe you bought Catco!" she said, giving Lena a big kiss on the cheek.
"I can't just leave you at Morgan's mercy," Lena replied, thrilled that her secret was finally out. It had been difficult to keep the news to herself while she waited for all the formalities and paperwork to get finalized. She looped her arms around Kara's neck when she landed back on the floor, still in Kara's arms. "Besides, I'll get to spend more time with you. I plan to get very hands-on," she said with a wink. "Get to know the business with you by my side."
"Riiight." Kara leered. "How am I supposed to get any work done with you there, hmm? You're very distracting."
"What do you think it's like for me when you're here?"
Kara chuckled. She glanced at the floor-to-ceiling double doors. "At least you have opaque, lockable doors. And an assistant who guards your office like a sentinel."
"They can't mess with Jess."
"Well, on behalf of Catco, I give you my thanks."
"Oh?" Lena raked her nails lightly on her lover's nape. "And how exactly do you plan to give it to me?"
"Mmm." Kara pulled her in so their bodies were flush, making Lena hum with pleasure. "The possibilities are endless."
"I could think of one in particular."
"Do tell."
"I'd like you to come with me—"
"That goes without saying!"
"—to a gala. As Kara Zor-El."
Kara forehead wrinkled in confusion. "What do you mean? I've only been out as a reporter or as Supergirl."
Lena brushed errant strands over Kara's ear. "You could go as Supergirl. Only, in something elegant and sexy. We can even get your house crest stitched in."
"Tired of my hero suit?"
"Not at all. It's just when people see you in it, they'll assume you're there on official hero business. For once it would be nice if you could have the night off and relax. And be glamorous while you're at it."
"I don't know about 'relaxed' because I can already imagine getting mobbed by bored socialites." It was different for the general public to surround Supergirl versus the wealthy. Whereas the former was very humbled and grateful for her appearance, the latter tended to treat her as a novelty or worse, like a servant with a job that didn't require thanks. It's not that Kara demanded their gratitude, she just didn't want to be treated like another lackey. "Not being 'on the job' means I'll have no excuse to get away and I'll have to be polite."
"Don't worry, mo chroí. I'll save you." Lena pecked her lover on the lips. "I'll introduce you to people you'll appreciate speaking with."
"Why do I get the feeling there's more to this?"
"It's something I've fantasized about." Lena bit her lip, waiting for that to settle in her lover's mind. Kara loved to indulge Lena's fantasies. "To go out there with the real you. Show off the woman I love."
"A fantasy, huh? You should have led with that." Kara started caressing Lena's back. "But what do you mean by me coming as Kara Zor-El?"
"I'd like them to see that there's more to you than just saving the world. To see you as I see you. Charming. Brilliant. Extraordinary." When Kara eyed her with skepticism, Lena added, "You don't have to show your true self if you don't want to, but it would really mean a lot to me if you would be my hot date."
"Hm."
"Besides, it would be fun to make them all jealous and be terribly disappointed when you go home with me."
Kara laughed. "So basically, you want a trophy girlfriend? Isn't that what people already think I am?"
"You are the best arm candy."
"You're my arm candy. And eye candy." Kara made a show of looking her up and down. "Very tasty." She nibbled on her lover's neck. "Mouthwatering."
Lena gasped, eyes closing, her head leaning to the side to make room. "Is that a yes?"
"I'll think about it." Kara licked the pulse point, sucking lightly. "It's really hard to think, though."
Lena moaned, nodding. "It is."
Kara backed them up till Lena's butt met with the edge of her desk. "Do you have any more meetings?" she asked, planting kisses where Lena's neck met her shoulder. "If not, I'd like to show you." Kiss. "How grateful." Nibble. "I am right now."
Lena felt lightheaded. "What about lunch?" she husked.
Kara licked her lips when she leaned back. "I have better things to eat. Or we can wait till we get home."
Lena reached back and fumbled for the intercom button. "Jess?"
"Yes, Miss Luthor?"
"Clear my schedule for the next h—" Lena's breath hitched. Oh god. She tried not to moan out loud, but it was hard when Kara was hiking her skirt up to her waist, sliding off her panties and stroking along her sopping slit. "—For the rest of the day. I am not to be disturbed." Before Jess could confirm, Lena crashed her mouth to Kara's. Kara hoisted her up and Lena immediately wrapped her legs around her waist. Kara promptly locked the door then walked them over to the couch, and Lena prayed that she could keep quiet as she braced herself for the onslaught.
~oOo~
Black Tears on a Red Rock
'Black Tears' by Powderfinger
That weekend, Lena watched as Kara ran across the sand, cartwheeling and somersaulting with wild abandon. Soaking up sunlight for hours tended to make the Kryptonian akin to a toddler on a sugar rush, so Lena was content to sit back and let the blonde burn off some excess energy while she lounged in the bungalow with a book and spiced basil mojitos. It brought her so much joy to see Kara laughing without a care in the world, a world whose weight she often carried on her shoulders like Atlas reborn.
Kara managed to talk her into going to the beach for the long weekend. Lena's delicate skin was not a fan of sun exposure, but she couldn't stand the pout and the sad puppy eyes that followed her protest. She caved in and proposed they go to her private island in the Caribbean. And though she wasn't inclined to sit in her private jet for four hours, Kara made it worth her while by turning off her DEO phone and making love for the duration of the flight while the jet was on auto-pilot. By that point the duo had completed their Red Bang Project, as Kara called it, and Lena couldn't wait to get the red lamps installed wherever she could, including her jet. She brought some portable lamps while Kara packed some toys in the name of science. Needless to say, they spent most of their time indoors. For science.
One late afternoon Lena got up from the lounge chair, secured her aviator sunglasses and wide brimmed hat and headed to the shore where Kara appeared to be putting the final touches to a sand castle and was dusting off her hands on her board shorts, sand spraying over her sunglasses and bikini top. Lena took off her sandals and sunk her feet into white sand, padding over next to the blonde. Kara beamed with pride, with her fists-on-hips hero pose, as Lena surveyed the intricacies of the sand castle she had built. They took a selfie next to it, making sure the finger-carved House of El crest on the castle keep was prominent. Kara sent it to Winn, Alex and Eliza, and to Lois for good measure. To their relief, Clark was warming up to the idea of having a Luthor over for family dinners.
They watched the sun descend on the horizon. Hands clasped, they walked barefoot in companionable silence along the shore. Kara had always loved the sound of waves cresting and breaking, leaving saltwater fizzing and receding back into the sea. Growing up near the coastline, Kara spent time on the beach or on cliffs, which helped her to learn how to control her super hearing when she first arrived on Earth. Lena soaked up new knowledge about her love like a sponge. It meant so much to her to be entrusted with such intimate details, which she reciprocated by sharing her own life experiences.
Lena decided to bring up the upcoming gala to firm up plans of whether to attend or not. She wasn't too keen on attending if she couldn't go with her plus one of choice.
"So will you be my date to the gala, Kara Zor-El?"
"I don't know," Kara replied with hesitation. "I wouldn't mind going with you, I just... I don't know if I can go out as... me."
"You don't have to." Lena squeezed her hand in reassurance. "I just thought... We were talking about our invisible selves the other night and—" Lena couldn't forget Kara's words: "I wish I could just be myself, that I could just walk out as Kara Zor-El and not have to use personas or a cape." She agreed to spend the weekend at the island with that in mind. She wanted to ease Kara into it so she could find the courage to dive into an ocean of uncertainty. "I just wanted to give you the opportunity to make a wish come true." In public. "I want to make you happy."
"You do make me happy and I love you for it. It's just—"
Lena waited patiently, sensing there was something deeper that fueled Kara's reservation. She almost regretted ever bringing it up, but now she was curious and sought to understand.
"The last time I did show the glamorous and debonair side of me," Kara began, "it wasn't under the best circumstances. Before you came to National City, I was exposed to red kryptonite."
"Red kryptonite?"
"Maxwell Lord was messing around with green kryptonite and ended up making a synthetic version. It was red and it..." Kara swallowed the lump in her throat. "It altered my brain chemistry. Affected my personality. It... it brought out the very worst in me."
Lena frowned. "What do you mean?"
"It made me lose my inhibitions and self-restraint. Brought out all the anger and resentment I had buried deep inside. I was—" She hated admitting this next part, hated the memories it came with. "I was arrogant. I hurt people. Did awful things."
"That's hard to imagine."
"I resented how Danvers dressed for work, the way she behaved. So I dressed up the way I wanted—fashionable, stylish. I strutted around like it's a catwalk everywhere I went."
"That doesn't sound so bad," Lena mumbled
"Not when Danvers needs to be inconspicuous. I was far from it. I drew too much attention. To be honest, it was liberating. Out in the open, I felt powerful even without the cape."
"I would love to see that."
"But I was also spiteful. Reckless. Hostile."
"What happened?"
This part was the worst. With a huge inhalation, Kara started ticking off her fingers for every transgression she committed. "I got someone fired because she annoyed me. I let a bad guy go because he wasn't challenging enough. I tried to seduce James, threw Cat Grant over the balcony for lecturing me. I made Alex cry, even broke her arm."
Lena stared off into the distance to process what she just heard. After a moment, she finally said, "You seduced James?"
Kara gaped at her. "That's what you got out of all that?" The blonde shook her head in amusement when Lena grimaced. "Nothing happened, other than my hurting his feelings. I... said some things. He wouldn't talk to me for a while after that."
Lena wanted to kick herself for letting her insecurity show. Of course Kara would find other people attractive, but a primitive part of Lena's brain wanted her all to herself. After all, Kara was a goddess by human standards—she even had a church of Supergirl worshippers. Sometimes Lena still couldn't believe that Kara chose her. Lena staked a claim, a reciprocated one, and she felt foolish for allowing herself to feel jealous even for a moment. Jealousy was such a petty and futile sentiment, and she abhorred pointless things.
"Right," Lena backpedaled. "Alex and Cat. Very alarming. Continue."
"Basically, I had no moral compass. I became public enemy number one. Cops and the DEO opened fire on me. I almost used heat vision on Alex, Lena! J'onn stopped me."
"I'm so sorry that happened." Lena pulled her into a hug, stroking her back. "That's not who you are, mo chroí. You were under the influence. It wasn't your fault."
Kara held on tight, though not enough to crush. "We've had so many destructive aliens and I became one of them. I had to work so hard to rebuild the people's trust."
"It's been, what, a year since? It looks to me like the public already forgave you."
"Not everyone. The government and military definitely don't trust me, especially General Lane. It's probably why Lillian sees me as a threat."
Lena pulled back, squeezing Kara's shoulders in reassurance. "She and Lex are xenophobes. Any alien is a threat to them." The lengths that her family went to worried her. She should build an anti-kryptonite suit. Lena chided herself for not thinking of it sooner. She shelved that thought for later. Right now, she needed to be a pillar of strength. Clearly, feelings of shame and remorse could bring down even the most powerful being on Earth. Lena cupped her lover's face and lifted it gently till Kara looked at her. "Don't you see? People call for you. They trust you to protect them and save them. The truth is you're not obligated to do any of that."
"But—"
Lena gently placed a finger on Kara's lips. "You do it anyway because you want to help and use your powers for good. You're the kindest, most selfless and compassionate person I know. You're an inspiration to many. That's who you really are. And you are so much more." Kara's eyes were brimming with tears. Her lips quivered into a thin smile. Lena kissed her softly. "You're confident. You don't have to strut around like you're on a catwalk, although that would be fun to see in public." Lena winked. That earned a small chuckle, but it didn't last long.
"If the people saw that confident side of me again, I'm afraid of how they'll react, that I'll remind them of that horrible person, that they won't trust me again."
"They need to get over it. You're not that person. And being confident is not a crime. There is a difference between being arrogant and self-assured. And you, mo chroí, are very self-assured. I love that about you. It comes across naturally when you wear the cape." Lena ran her fingers through golden hair, which always made Kara hum in pleasure. "And just because day job Kara may look meek doesn't mean that confidence isn't still there. Do you flaunt your powers when you're out as Supergirl?"
"No."
"See?" Lena massaged Kara's shoulders. "Arrogance stems from insecurity, like with Lex, but self-assuredness is confidence without the need to flaunt."
Kara gave a wry smile. "I was definitely flaunting when I dressed in tight clothes at Catco. I felt compelled to show off my physique."
"Maybe the invisible you just wanted to be seen," Lena remarked. "You did say you wish you could go out as your true self. What if that is something you could do at the gala? It could even be a one-time thing. Would you like that?"
"Why is this so important to you?"
"I know what it's like to feel repressed. I spent my life molding myself into a 'proper Luthor'. Being CEO gave me wings to fly, to crawl out from under my family's shadow. I still hide parts of myself, but I also stepped out to show the kind of person I want to be." Lena leaned forward till they embraced. "I just wanted to give the invisible you the opportunity to be seen. But only if you want it."
"I appreciate that, mo ghrá." Kara burrowed her head in Lena's neck. "You're so good to me."
~oOo~
Dive into My Ocean
'Ocean of Love' by Raymond J. Lee
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That evening, Lena gazed out the open window at the moonlight, which glowed above the ocean, the waves crashing along the shore. Her vision was a little hazy what with Kara panting with exertion behind her. Lena held on tight to the window sill, bent forward as she stood, moaning with abandon as Kara pummeled her with a strapon.
"Yesss! Just like that. Ohhhh god!"
"You like that?" Kara grunted, arms wrapping around to fondle Lena's breasts. Her teeth left a mark on a pale shoulder as she surged deeper into Lena's warm depths.
"God yes!" Lena gasped.
"This was such a brilliant idea," Kara praised her lover once again. She slowed her movements for a moment, then thrust hard.
"Ahh!"
Kara drove deeper, faster, sweat dripping down the side of her face as she moaned Lena's name.
"Ohhhh, fuck yeah!" Lena squeezed her eyes shut. All other senses amplified the pleasure coursing through her entire body. "Shit! I'm gonna... I'm... ahhh!"
"Are you ready, baby?" Kara was pretty close herself. She held off as long as she could, wanting for them to crash and burn together. "You gonna come for me? Hmm?"
"Yessss!" Lena thrust backward, giving as good as she got, nails nearly carving the wood in front of her. "Nearly there, unnh!"
Kara grabbed dark hair from Lena's nape and pulled, making Lena cry out. "That's right. Come with me, baby!"
Lena convulsed, hips riding Kara's cock hard as she cried to the heavens. Her cunt throbbed and squeezed the toy inside of her, milking every last ounce of pleasure that Kara had to give. Kara groaned behind her, clutching her hips as she plunged in and out, and in and out, offering her entire body, heart and soul, her love echoing as she called out her lover's name over and over.
Kara slumped on Lena's back, both of them breathing heavily. "Red Bang was worth the wait."
"And all the work." Lena laughed. It was still a ridiculous code name, but it was worth all the orgasms she got.
"Hold on." Kara gathered Lena into her arms and moved them back to the sofa. Lena collapsed on top of Kara's chest. Ever prepared, Kara reached for the pitcher of water sitting on an ice bucket on top of the coffee table. She poured them both some water.
It was almost too much, yet never enough. Even with the red lamps, Kara's stamina proved to be formidable, and Lena reveled in it. They had been making love on every corner, nook and cranny of the villa the entire trip, outdoors and in.
Kara felt delirious as a flood of dopamine and oxytocin coursed through her, making her giggle. "Screw kryptonite. You'll be the death of me, woman!"
Lena grinned, holding the glass against her forehead. "I won't be held responsible for Alex's wrath."
~oOo~
Needing You More and More
'The Closer I Get to You' by Roberta Flack
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Back in National City, once all the legal documents were signed, Lena and her executives began holding regular meetings with Catco's leadership teams to begin the transition, part of which included Catco preserving its identity wherever possible. She let her subordinates handle the turnover and manage who needed to be transferred, managed out, hired or let go.
Now that Sam started taking the helm at L-Corp and things settled down, Lena began her Catco field trips. While she did her own research and due diligence and received updates from the business and legal fronts, she still wanted to know the goings-on from the trenches. She wanted to understand the typical day-to-day dealings her employees went through and get a big picture of what improvements can be made. After all, Lena was a fan of efficiency and streamlining processes to remove what doesn't help. She was a firm believer and practitioner of working smarter, not harder. It was what made her L-Corp teams successful and she wanted to bring that to the media front. Also, happy employees meant loyalty, increased productivity and an uplift in morale.
Sam was right. That wasn't the only reason Lena wanted to be there. She was excited about being in the same building as Kara and working with her. She wanted to see what Kara Zor-El and her reporter persona were like in her 'wheelhouse', as Sam had put it.
One morning at Catco...
"Karaaa."
Sitting at her desk, Kara perked up at the sound of her lover's voice like a Golden Retriever sensing a treat being tossed. Lena was nowhere in sight on her floor, but she sounded close.
"Guess what I'm wearing."
Kara's head turned to the source of the sound. She lowered her glasses, zoomed in past the walls shielding the elevator, and sure enough, she found Lena in it, rising steadily up the building.
"Underneath."
Kara's eyes widened when she zoomed in. Her palms itched and her mouth watered. Black lace lingerie awaited her, with garters to match. Not only that—the whole ensemble was sheer! Which meant she could see puckered nipples and—
Ding!
Her mouth was still hanging open when the elevator doors opened to reveal the woman of the hour. All heads turned as Lena stepped onto the floor, glancing around with a smile. When her gaze landed on Kara, her eyes smoldered, making Kara's heart palpitate.
"Miss Luthor," James called, breaking Kara from her haze. "I didn't know you were coming." Turning to Kara, he asked, "Did you?"
"Uh, yes!" Reporter Danvers sprung up, speaking with a little more gusto than she probably should have. Not only did she know that Lena was coming today, she also made Lena come several times last night. And this morning she licked her lover into a moaning and quivering wakefulness to make sure she got up in time for her 6:00 AM call with the L-Corp Singapore team. But nobody needed to know any of that. When she glanced at Lena, she had a knowing look on her face that said she knew exactly where Kara's mind went. "She, uh, she... um, she texted me this morning." Kara allowed herself to blush, recalling the racy messages Lena sent, including the selfie with the glass of water and a close-up of Lena's cleavage.
The nerve of this woman!
"I just came from L-Corp," Lena told James. "I thought I'd come over here and start getting to know more about Catco's inner workings."
James prattled on about how grateful he was that Lena bought Catco... something about an office. Lena mentioned roaming the place... businessy stuff... and something-something people. It was really hard to focus when all Kara could think about was what lay underneath Lena's black, gray and white, patterned blouse and black pencil skirt, hiding her neckline angled down in a vee to show a hint of cleavage. She was a temptress wrapped in professional business attire. Kara wasn't sure whether to be amused or appalled that Lena was teasing her at work, surrounded by curious, roaming eyes and rampant gossip. Either way, she really just wanted to unwrap Lena ASAP.
If I sneak off with her for hours, James won't fire me, right? Oh wait, Lena's the boss now. Of course, she won't fire me!
She was snapped out of her reverie when someone crashed into her from behind. She spun and caught Eve before the blonde assistant and coffee cups all landed on the floor.
"Oh my gosh! Kara. Thanks! I didn't see you there. So sorry!"
"I-it was my fault. I was in the way. So sorry." Day job Kara handed the tray with coffees back to Eve, adjusting her glasses. "Here you go. A-are you okay? I shouldn't have been standing there. Such a fire hazard."
"Thanks!" Eve said, accepting the tray with coffees. "Don't worry about it. Here, take this one." She handed a paper cup to Kara. "You like lattes, right?"
"Golly, thanks!"
"I'm just glad I didn't spill Miss Luthor's coffee. It's her first day and all."
Belatedly, it occurred to Kara that Lena and James were walking toward the boss office and were well on their way inside.
"I can take that for you if you want? I'm supposed to be over there with her and James."
"Sure! You're such a sweetie. The other one's for Mister Olson."
Kara smiled as she took back the tray and Eve went to her station. Kara shook her head to clear her mind, jotted something down at her nearby desk, grabbed her little surprise, and scurried off to the boss office. Lena and James faced each other in front of the boss desk. It seemed like a good time to interrupt when James sported a look like he couldn't believe he just lost a billiard game and his prized camera to Lena. She seemed to be throwing him for a loop.
"Eve got us something," Kara announced, passing out coffee. "And I got this for you," she told Lena, handing over a leather-bound planner with a bow on top. "It's a Danvers family tradition." In it, she left a sticky note that said, 'You naughty, NAUGHTY vixen! You will pay for your insolence later!'
"Thank you, Kara." Lena accepted the gifts as if she just received a bouquet of plumerias. It didn't matter that she already had a virtual calendar on her mobile devices.
Kara nodded, sipping her latte, lost in a mental movie starring Lena reclining on the boss chair, wearing only her surprise, lifting a stiletto-clad foot and a bare leg over the desk, beckoning with her finger for Kara to—
"Kara?"
The woman in question startled and blinked to attention. Lena's eyes twinkled, looking at her in expectation. "Do you think you might be able to get me the dossier on the Edge investigation please?"
Kara and James looked at each other, two pairs of eyebrows arching at the request. Kara tried not to roll her eyes. It was such a menial task outside of her job description. She had better things to do. Reporter things. Superhero things. A lightbulb sparked in her mind. Lena wouldn't just ask her to do something an office assistant would do unless...
Kara's brow twitched when James opened his mouth to speak, likely to offer for Eve to fetch it instead, but she chimed in first. "Yeah, I-I can do that. No problem, boss."
James looked back and forth between the two women, sensing something unspoken. He cleared his throat and turned to leave. "I'll leave you to it then, Kara. See you later, Miss Luthor."
As soon as he left the room, Kara's posture straightened. She took her time setting down her empty cup on the desk behind Lena. Stepping closer she let her hand rest on the table top, her arm touching Lena's side. She grabbed the empty cup from Lena's hand, fingers lingering, resisting the urge to set the cup down on the other side so that Lena would be trapped between her arms. Instead she placed it next to the other cup without breaking their gaze. People were probably staring at them right now, but she couldn't resist the pull of having Lena right next to her.
Kara knew perfectly well that Lena was toying with her.
Well, two can play this game.
Kara tilted her head and gazed into eyes that never ceased to captivate her. Although green on paper, one was a little bluer and the other a little greener, both with flecks of gold on the irises. Their hue seemed to change depending on the lighting or on Lena's mood, sometimes even appearing gray. Kara loved watching the pupils dilate with passion, loved to tease her into a frenzy just to see them darken and grow hazy from pleasure.
"Yes," Kara murmured in that low timbre Lena liked, "let me give you what you need, Miss Luthor."
"Perfect. I'll come with you." Lena replied, the picture of innocence.
"Uh-huh." Kara narrowed her gaze, the least bit fooled. Lena's heartbeat was hammering away and her pupils were indeed dilated. "Very well, right this way." Kara led them down the hall to the media file cabinet room, her company falling back a few steps. Kara felt as if Lena was burning a hole down her back. She shifted her gait into a swagger, gratified when she heard Lena's low hum of approval behind her.
At the media file cabinet room, Lena stepped right next to Kara while the reporter searched for the requested files. From this angle and the way Lena was leaning over, Kara could see the swells of heaving breasts. Kara paused, scenting her perfume. It smelled expensive. Exotic. With layers of rose, iris, patchouli and lily of the valley. It was probably a straight-to-the-glands French concoction derived from an award-winning fuck-me-now formula.
"Your outfit looks really good on you," Lena said under her breath.
She had flown home that morning to shower and change, so neither of them saw each other's outfits. Kara mentally patted herself on the back for her choice in attire. She was well aware that her maroon, fitted trousers outlined her muscled thighs, and her slim, navy blue, polka dotted button-down shirt hugged her biceps and flat stomach just so. And since Lena was blatantly ogling her with no people around, Kara made sure to flex her arms.
"Here you go." Kara turned and handed Lena the dossier she wanted, touching her new boss not-so-inappropriately on her waist, thumb brushing just below Lena's breast. "Will there be anything else, your highness?"
"That will be all. For now," Lena replied, her voice husky. She bit her lower lip while slowly walking backwards, which made Kara think of last night when her naked lover led her to the king size bed, straddled her lap, and rode her cock while the red lamps glowed around them. "Thank you, Miss Danvers." With a wink Lena turned around and slinked away, hips swaying and heels clacking, leaving Kara to loosen her collar and expel the breath she'd been holding.
Two hours later, Kara stared at the cursor blinking at the end of the same paragraph on her screen for who knows how long. It was as if there was cotton candy between her ears in place of gray matter. Her neurons were not firing any thoughts that would help in composing her article. Instead, her neurons kept firing images of Lena and what she wanted to do to her. Her brain offered all manner of carnal, risqué, and salacious suggestions. Locations. Positions. Toys. Mood lighting. How could one set of garments and a pair of black Jimmy Choos cause such havoc in her system?
Focus on a sound.
It was something Jeremiah taught her when her super vision bombarded her with too many images. Except having super sensitive ears meant there was too much noise everywhere andfrom every direction. She even heard sounds from across the globe. But like radio frequencies, she learned to tune in and change the station. Kara closed her eyes, took a deep, cleansing breath, and opened her mind to receive only the sounds around her within a four-foot radius, gradually expanding outwards till her hearing reached the edges of the floor, then one floor up and below, up one more and below, till she could hear sounds across all floors of the building.
Everywhere phones were ringing, fingers tapped away on keyboards, pens or pencils scratched on paper surfaces, dry-erase markers squeaked across white boards, elevators dinged, shoes scuffed on floors, and copiers shuffled printed paper. Kara focused on the sound of popcorn kernels exploding in a baggie inside a microwave oven five floors down. Pop... pop... p-p-pop... p-pop pop! Three floors above her she heard teeth crunching on toast. She zoomed in on the sound of tiny crumbles that pelted the top of a desk like pellets of hail. Back on her own floor even though TVs were on mute, she heard the sizzle of electricity, muffled by cables, perceived only as a dull hum by human ears who paid them no mind.
When her eyes blinked open, all the talking, laughing, griping and gossiping resumed. She put the sounds on imaginary 'cables' so that she perceived the noise as dull humming. Unfortunately, it was difficult to tune out the hushed conversations going on around her. Today with Lena in the building it was too hard to ignore when people sniped at Lena behind her back. It was one thing to experience that during lunch hour at Lena's Throne Room, but another thing to have to deal with it when they were in Catco for hours. Speculations ran rampant about Lena coupled with Kara in her different personas.
"Do you think Luthor wears the pants in their relationship?"
"She probably wears nothing at all, duh."
"He means top or bottom, dumbass."
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"They gotta be having threesomes. That's fucking hot!"
"Supergirl's definitely a top. I bet Kara is, too."
"Nah, Luthor probably tops her ass."
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"Who do you think is a better lover? Danvers or Supergirl?"
"I dunno. I'll bet Kara's a tiger in bed. She probably spanks Luthor and rims her a—"
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Kara choked on air. She sucked water from her squeeze bottle, careful not to squeeze too hard. To her relief, a reprieve came in the form of an incoming call from her DEO phone.
"Hey Winn. What's up?"
"Hey there, fly gurrrrl! How goes it at yonder media castle?"
Kara chuckled. "Our new queen arrived today."
"You don't say?" Winn teased. "Ooh, that makes you her knight!"
"I'm everyone's knight."
"Yes, but you be specialll."
She spotted said queen. Kara fidgeted with her glasses for the millionth time. She tried—oh lord, she tried—not to sneak a peek at what awaited her whenever Lena was close by, who met with people around the floor and chatted with them about what they typically did. Surely it was okay to look since Lena meant for her to see the lingerie set—wore it for her to see—repeatedly. Right?
Kara found Lena glancing at her with a glint in her eye. Lena was on a chair, crossing her legs slowly, one black leather pump dangling off her foot. Lena smoothed down her skirt, but then a hand lingered where Kara imagined the garter to be since Lena was plucking on it.
On the one hand, Kara was glad for Winn's interruption. On the other hand, she just wanted him to get it over with. Then maybe Kara could drag Lena somewhere and spank her indeed for her wicked ways. Suddenly Lena stood up, but before Kara could track her movements, Winn said something else in her ear.
She cleared her throat. "What do you want, Winn?
"There's a bank robbery—"
"There's always a bank robbery." Whatever else Winn said fell on deaf Kryptonian ears when once more she heard the disembodied voice of the woman she loved. The woman who loved to torment her in the goddamned workplace and was no longer where Kara last saw her.
"Are you enjoying my present?"
Kara swiveled around in her chair toward the sound. She spotted her target near the staircase. Kara felt like a bull who had been chasing around a cunning matador in sexy black pumps and sinful lingerie for hours. She had enough and was charging head first. "Winn, just send for the cops. I gotta go." She hung up, lowered her glasses to see through the walls and found the stairwell empty. She got up and walked toward the door to the stairwell, gestured for Lena to follow and went in first. As soon as Lena walked in, Kara closed the door and pinned Lena to the wall, hands on either side of Lena's head.
"You're so mean," Kara opened.
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Yes, you do! You've been teasing me."
Lena's brow arched in challenge. "You're one to talk. You left me unfulfilled this morning."
"You needed to get up for your six o'clock meeting. I helped."
"That wasn't helpful at all." Lena huffed. "You didn't finish me off!"
"There wasn't enough time!"
"Thanks to you I couldn't concentrate."
"So, what, this is payback?"
"What are you going to do about it?"
Kara's eyes narrowed. "Did you see the note I left for you in the planner?"
"I did."
"Then you'll just have to wait and see."
"How long do I have to wait?" Lena pressed her body against Kara's solid frame, grabbing Kara's belt and pulling her close. "Are you sure you'll be able to hold out?
"Are you?" Kara leaned in, but instead of kissing Lena she went for her pulse point, and Lena's breath hitched when she licked and sucked lightly. Kara lifted Lena's leg, which automatically wrapped around her. Kara's hand crawled up the skirt, palming a bare thigh till she found the garter. She plucked and let it go, which snapped against Lena's thigh.
Lena whimpered, a little light headed. She really needed this. She'd been going crazy all morning. It was her first day with the staff, but she had to fake her way to get through, pretending she had all her wits about her when what she wanted was Kara all around her like this.
Kara resumed her exploration till she reached the juncture between Lena's legs. Lena moaned when she cupped the sheer material, fingers tracing the dampness there. Kara wished they had some privacy so she could see it, to please her lover with her tongue, but for now this will have to do.
"Mmm, you're already wet for me." Two fingers slipped into the side of the panties. "Very wet indeed." Lena turned her head to capture Kara's lips, but Kara claimed Lena's earlobe instead, suckling and pulling it gently with her teeth while her fingers probed at Lena's entrance.
"Please," Lena whimpered. "I can't stand it. Just take me."
At that exact moment, Kara's phone rang. It was incessant. She wanted to fling it down the stairs, but she'd already gotten in trouble for the last few DEO phones she broke. "What?" she barked into the phone.
"Hello to you, too," Alex answered.
"Winn already told me. The cops can handle it. I'm busy."
"It's a psychic robber."
"So? J'onn's a psychic. Have them duke it out."
"Supergirl—"
"I'm fucking busy, Alex!" Silence. If Kara could spare a moment, she could imagine Alex's jaw unhinged and her eyes bulging, right before scowling into the phone. But before she could let her sister deliver something snarky, she said, "Gotta go." Kara hung up, stuffing the phone back in her pocket.
"That's right." Lena grinned, grabbing Kara's face. "Get busy and fuck me."
Kara lifted Lena's ass up over her own hips, none too gently. Lena moaned into the blonde's mouth, her limbs clutching around her lover as Kara entered her with two fingers. Kara groaned in relief, enjoying the squelching sounds and the way Lena's walls fluttered around her fingers, snug and hungry for her touch. This is where she belonged. Tongues battled for dominance while Kara thrust her fingers deeper. Lena rocked her hips to receive them.
"Is this what you wanted, hmm?" Kara flicked her tongue on Lena's lips.
Lena nodded. "More. Please!"
Whether she wanted another finger or more thrusting, Kara wasn't sure, so she gave her both. She stroked her clit with her thumb for good measure, licking and sucking on Lena's tongue, which Lena felt all the way to her clit, as if Kara was doing just that between her legs. Just then Kara detected footsteps on the stairwell. She halted her movements.
"No, no, no, no!"
"Shhh, I'm sorry." Kara kissed her lips softly, murmuring in her ear. "There are people heading up this way. So unless you want pictures of us all over social media, we need to go." She gave her one last kiss before removing her fingers and lowering Lena gently to the floor. She sucked her fingers while staring into Lena's eyes. "To be continued."
Lena groaned in frustration, her head slumping against Kara's shoulder. "Goddammit, not again."
Reluctantly, they straightened their clothes and composed themselves, wiping lipstick smudges off each other and fixing each other's hair. Although, Kara's updo probably needed a bit more work, but she reassured Lena that she'll deal with it herself.
"Ready?" Kara asked. At Lena's nod, Kara gestured with a flourish. "Boss ladies first."
Kara stepped aside and opened the door to let her lover through, who stepped in regally as if nothing happened. The blonde blew out her breath from the corner of her mouth as she heard Lena's heels clacking away. Shortly thereafter she also heard James.
"Hey boss, have you seen Kara?"
"Yes. Earlier."
"If you see her again, can you—"
Kara pulled down her glasses and looked past the wall to find Lena and James walking to the boss office. When they arrived there, Kara opened the door and casually headed to her own desk. When James spotted her looking his way, he glanced at the television screens then back at her.
"Kara, Winn called," he said. "They really need you out there."
Kara nodded at him. She knew he said it in a low voice so only she could hear. But Lena had also seen the bank robbery situation on TV, so she nodded at Kara with a smile of encouragement.
Kara dialed Winn, who picked up immediately. "Hey, what's going on?"
"J'onn got hurt. He could really use your help."
"On my way."
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Kara made it back by mid-afternoon just in time for a staff meeting where Lena was formally introduced. Lena gave a pep talk and assuaged any worries, letting them know that she was not there to micromanage and wanted to help teams excel, which included finding out first-hand what they needed to be improved to make their jobs easier. Kara's chest puffed out with pride. It was the first time she was seeing Lena lead a meeting, radiating a quiet dignity and warmth that some people probably didn't expect from a Luthor from the looks of surprise on some people's faces.
An hour later the staff dispersed, though a few brownnosers stayed behind. Kara hung around, leaning against the wall near the doorway with her arms crossed, paying her coworkers no mind as they exited and threw knowing looks her way.
"Hi," Kara greeted when the room finally cleared and Lena stood next to her. "You did great!"
"Thanks, love. How was your 'meeting'?"
"The bad guy got away," Kara replied with a sigh of regret. "We'll catch her soon enough. Bank robbers love robbing banks."
"I'm sorry I kept you."
"I'm sorry we didn't get to finish our one-on-one," Kara retorted. "What are you up to now?"
"I think I'll call it a day."
"Please tell me you had lunch."
"Why, did you want to grab something to... eat?" Lena bit her lip.
Kara hummed, pursing her lips as if thinking hard. "I suppose I could keep you company. Make sure you're full and completely satisfied. We can take the bosslevator."
"The what?"
"It was Cat's private elevator. No one dares to use it even now. We call it the 'bosslevator' and now it's all yours."
"Oh really?" A dark brow arched. "How convenient. It's good to be the queen."
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End notes
Say it with me: Stairs are for sexercise. XD I relished writing the banter w/Sam. It was the sole reason why I made the buyout a business deal. ;) At this point, James doesn't know about their relationship yet or that Lena knows Kara's secret. There's another chap or 2 coming up. This story was supposed to only be 2 chappies, but it took on a life of its own!
Let me know what you think. :)