This kiss isn't at all how Lena wanted her first real kiss with Kara to be. It was too hurried. Too clumsy. And it felt off somehow as they continued their awkward struggle meeting of mouths, teeth, and mingled saliva.
'Just more proof this isn't a simulation.' Lena reminds as Kara maneuvers her legs to catch around the super's hips lifting the frazzled Luthor from her desk with hardly any effort at all as Kara carried Lena back towards the sofa in the corner of the room.
"I have to see the real thing." Lena mumbled talking mostly to herself than to Kara as she pulls in another mixed breath of Kara's signature flavor. Vanilla, and a spicy floral something Lena guessed was a body wash or possibly detergent, but it didn't have the harsh cut of starch, so she thought more on the former of her two ideas mixing with the warm scent Lana had come to associate with Kara during those friendly lunch dates before her world had been flipped upside down by the harsh sting of Kara's betray-the sweet scent of freshly made chocolate chip cookies.
Kara's head tilted to one side in that adorable, confused puppy look that always made Lena's heart flip in her chest when she pulls away to get herself settled against the sofa cushions. "See what real thing?" the blonde questions realizing too late that only someone with super hearing should have been able to catch Lena's whispered words.
"I need to see you." Lana clarifies climbing once more into Kara's lap.
"You already are." Kara reminds reaching up to fidget with her glasses. A tick Lena noticed she did when she was nervous. Lena shakes her head leaning more into the hero's personal space as she lets her short, trimmed nails scrap down the delicate dark color buttons on the front of Kara's dark washed blue shirt. "Not well enough."
She knows she should have asked for proper consent before she acted but she was already too frazzled to remember her manners as she reached out to give a hard tug to the front of the sitting woman's shirt, so it ripped open before her glazed eyes. The buttons dropped like scattered bullets onto the carpeted floor.
"Lena." Kara's flustered half scold wasn't as cutting when Lena had tugged her close enough to kiss. This one was rough, wet, sloppy, needy. But in her defense Lena would say she couldn't not kiss her ex best friend breathless considering that instead of the cumbersome super-suit Lana had expected to be waiting for her under the blonde's dark navy shirt, a green-colored bra greeted her cradling Kara's flush looking breasts.
A very similar green to the shade Lena sees each time she catches her own eyes on any reflective surface.
"I thought you Kryptonian's didn't like any version of the color green." Lena questions her forehead nuzzling with Kara's as the pair caught their mangled breath.
That Kara hadn't been expecting but she seemed to roll with it easy enough as Lena's hands pulled at the elastic band holding back her hair, so it spilled out across her strong shoulders. "I'm making an exception with this shade."
Lena husked a laugh reaching up to finally tug those silly glasses away. The glare on the lenses kept her from seeing the full piercing blue she wanted. "We'll get to these later," She decides folding them neatly then reaches back to toss them away onto a side table.
"Lena." The husky timbre of Kara's guilt-laced voice has a needy shudder racing up and down Lena's spine and has more longing heat pooling low in her stomach.
"Don't…" Lena begged one hand fisting tight against Kara's shoulder as her other hand lifts to press a single quieting finger to Kara's kiss swollen lips. "I'm hurt, I'm upset, I'm angry." She lists the same time her hands move this time to toss away her own shirt so the pair would be on a more equal ground of undress. "but not even that can take away how deeply I want to be with you, Kara."
"As in." Kara clarifies meeting Lena's more hooded gaze before her own eyes drop to deliberately sweep over their mirrored half-dressed states and entangled position on the net white sofa.
At this Lena actually laughs aloud. Her first honest flash of amusement in days. "Yes, Kara as in." she agrees "I don't want this to be a one-and-done deal. I want us to be a couple. I want you to be mine just as I've been yours since… well if I'm being honest since you and that cousin of yours walked into my office." Lena confesses.
"And I thought it was only me." Kara murmurs in awe as her fingers trace every so lightly up and down the soft curve of Lena's back toying with the clasp of the other woman's bra before her fingers lift higher to come to rest against the back of Lena's shoulders cradling her against Kara's front. The move earned a grumpy pout from Lena herself considering Kara had left the clasp of her bra intact.
"I don't want to rush this." Kara clarifies.
"We've waited long enough." Lena argues earning a shy smile from the blonde that held her heart.
"True but then again after tonight I'm going to owe Maggie and Alex a long time coming 'you were right' gifts list." Kara agrees shifting them so that now Lana was sitting between her legs with Lena's back resting in a slightly reclined position against Kara's front as if the two were sharing a bath together rather than simply sitting on a sofa.
"You're kidding, they were betting on us?" Lana asked not as surprised as she thought she would be at the confession as she interlaced her fingers with Kara's own against her stomach as Kara snuggled more against the curve of her back.
"Not just them, but James and Winn, J'onn even Eliza." Kara lists off her chin now resting against Lena's shoulder as she spoke. "And it wasn't really a bet more a pool about which of us would break first and confess how we felt."
Rather than give in to the annoyance she felt Lena simply takes a steadying breath with a rather business-like "How about you give that list to Jess on Monday and let us handle all that" as she tilts her head back against Kara's shoulder to catch the other women's gaze.
Kara was about to give a questioning 'are you sure?' but thought better of it once she noticed how serious the woman in her arms was "Now that's all settled." Kara says instead as she presses a light kiss against the hollow of Lena's throat.
The next second Lena felt herself being guided back against the arm of the neat white sofa still warmed from the heat of Kara's body as the woman herself braces herself above her. "Lena Luthor, light of my life may I please have your consent to make love to you?"
The earlier flush returned with a vengeance as blue eyes looked into emerald, green ones. "Only if you ask me again in your true language, Zor-El." Lana agrees once more interlocking her fingers behind Kara's head as their lips met for yet another hungry kiss before the question could be repeated.