Red-K Confessions – Chapter 2
Pairing: Supercorp
Rating: STRONG M
A/N: Ok, I said this story was going to be a one shot. I lied. I often do. I'm a terribly unreliable narrator.
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Lena bit her bottom lip and hesitated a heartbeat before she lifted her hand and knocked. Honestly, it was probably pointless for her to have waited at all. Kara was Supergirl; she obviously heard her coming and definitely knew her heart was racing.
"Come in!" A voice called out from inside. Lena pushed the door open, and looked around the familiar space for Kara. The blonde appeared around the corner looking frantic. "I am so sorry... running just a little late. I had to duck out quickly for a high speed chase. I'm still working on my hair."
"If I had a nickel for every time I've heard that excuse," Lena quipped. "For the record, it looks gorgeous just as it is."
Kara grinned. "Charmer. I bet you say that to all the ladies."
Lena gave her a mock look of outrage. "Of course not, I've been saving all my best lines to woo hot alien chicks."
Kara laughed out loud and shook her head. "Ok, Casanova, give me just a sec." She disappeared back into the bathroom.
Lena wasn't quite sure what to do with herself. Although she'd been in Kara's apartment dozens of times, this was new territory. She settled for leaning against the now closed door, waiting and feeling her nervousness build. After a few moments, Kara came back around the corner with a slight frown.
"What's wrong?" She asked, striding across the room, but stopping short of Lena, in case her touch wasn't welcome.
"Just nerves," Lena admitted. "I've never been on a date with my best friend before."
Kara smiled shyly. "Me neither. But it's you, and it's me, so what is there to be nervous about?"
Some of the tension melted from her body. Kara was right, and her truth was like a soothing balm for Lena.
"Yeah, ok," Lena nodded. "That's true."
Kara held out her arms, and waited for Lena. The CEO hesitated for only a heartbeat before stepping into them. The hero felt warm, safe, and steady. All things missing from Lena's life until now, and she was reminded of just how she and Kara had become friends in the first place. She'd never had someone who believed in her as vehemently as her bubbly reporter friend. Who put her first, cared about the things she was passionate about. Add that to the previous night's activities, and Lena was sure it wouldn't take much for her to fall desperately in love with the woman holding her tightly. The attractive exterior certainly did not detract from the package either.
"Your heart sped up again," Kara murmured into her ear, stroking her back lightly.
Lena colored slightly. "That's cheating, you know."
"I could have felt it even without Superpowers. And easily heard the hitch in your breathing."
"Shh," Lena shushed her, burrowing her face into the crook of the other woman's neck. Kara did not push the issue, choosing instead to enjoy their easy closeness, something just that morning she was sure she didn't deserve nor ever would have again.
"Mmph," Lena grumbled against her. "I made us reservations. As much as I don't want to let go..."
"I know," Kara murmured back quietly. "I feel the same. But we should spend time together, and talk, and do this right."
"Do what right?" Lena asked, pulled back slightly to see her face.
"This. Us. Dating." Kara explained. "I mean, we are dating, right?" she looked suddenly panicked.
As much as Lena wanted to let her squirm for a few moments more, she didn't think this was exactly the right time. "Yes, Kara, I think we can safely call this dating."
"Good," Kara said quickly. "Because I want to date you, Lena."
"And I want to date you back," Lena responded, amused.
"Ok, it's settled then. Neither of us will be nervous, and we'll be dating."
"It does seem pretty silly to be nervous after last night," Lena admitted, with a light blush. Kara turned beet red, and she adjusted her glasses.
"Well, yeah, I guess," she stammered. Lena reached over and stroked her cheek gently.
"It's me. It's me, and it's you, remember?"
Kara smiled and covered Lena's hand with her own, holding it against her skin. Lena looked into that fresh, innocent face. Eyes that had seen so much tragedy and loss, suffering and pain, but still held on to hope and love. She couldn't help herself; she stepped forward into Kara's embrace once more, and kissed her.
It was not tentative like the one before in her office. This one was much more reminiscent of the fevered lip locks in the dark of her bedroom the previous night. It was hungry, and needy, and sure, all at once. Kara moaned into it, and Lena couldn't help the smirk and sense of pride it filled her with. She had the power to undo the Girl of Steel, with a simple kiss. It was a heady feeling, but more than that it was electric. What Kara felt for her was real, not a trick of some bad Kryptonite. Even without it, she still wanted Lena, still hungered for her touch. And she was not shy about it, either. Kara had, somehow, without Lena being aware of it, lifted her, moved her across the room, and pinned her to the wall next to the fridge.
Lena responded by wrapping her legs around the blonde, supporting more of her own weight, which freed Kara's hands to release the top few buttons on her blouse. Her eyes were shut, breathing heavily as she felt Kara's warm breath and careful touch on her skin. So lost in the feelings, neither of heard the footsteps in the hallway, until the door was swinging open, and Alex's overly cheerful voice rang out.
"Hey, Winn said you asked for the night off, which you only do when you're depressed, so I've got pizza and-" her voice abruptly cut off as she saw the pair. "What the hell are you doing with my sister, Luthor?"
"As a lesbian yourself, I would assume you are familiar with how it works?" Lena responded dryly. She extricated herself from around Kara's waist, and the hero steadied her as she regained her footing, helping her smooth the skirt back down over her hips.
Alex sputtered, having no retort ready for her words. Kara frowned at her sister; Alex was the last person she thought she'd have to deal with a judgmental attitude.
"Kara?" Alex asked. "What is this?"
"Well, I was on a date, until my sister barged in to my apartment without knocking. I did ask for the night off, you know?"
"But-" Alex seemed stunned. "You never said..."
"I would have, but it's a new development," Kara said defensively.
"How new?"
Kara looked over at Lena scrunching her nose. "Since last night?"
"Are you asking, or telling?" Alex threw up her hands.
They stared at each other for a few moments, Alex questioning and Kara refusing to back down. Lena decided to break the tension.
"This is heartwarming, but we won't make our dinner reservations if we don't leave soon," Lena reminded her.
"Of course. Alex can see herself out. I'll call you later," Kara offered. "I know this is a lot to process."
"Oh, I'm staying right here. I'm gonna eat this pizza and wait for you to come home, then we can talk," Alex countered. Kara sighed.
"That's not going to work for me." Lena warned.
Alex shot her a glare, but Lena was not cowed.
"Have you never been on a date that ends well, Agent Danvers? We might go back to my place if she plays her cards right." Lena turned and gave Kara a wink. The hero blushed, but linked her hand with Lena's and smiled.
"That's presumptuous for a first date," Alex said haughtily.
"Mmm hmm. Maybe a little, but if history teaches us anything-" Lena was stopped by Kara's hand over her mouth, face scarlet.
"Oh my god, please do not tell my sister about last night!"
"Ok, no details," Alex begged, holding her hands up. "I get it. Enjoy your date, you two. Never tell me what happens."
"Ok, great, bye Alex," Kara rushed Lena out of the apartment, rounding on her when they reached the elevator. Lena was laughing, and the sound and mirth was infectious. Kara found herself laughing along with her.
"Did you want my sister's head to explode?" She asked Lena through peals of laughter.
"It would have served her right. Barging in on your apartment without knocking and then acting scandalized that you are a real woman with real desires and a sex life," Lena groused. Kara nodded; it was the truth.
"I am glad she interrupted us though," Lena added. "Because I have trouble controlling myself around you, and I would have gladly skipped dinner. But I really want to take you out and explore this."
Kara's face lit up. "Yeah? Me too. To all parts of that statement," she quickly amended. "including the skipping dinner part."
Lena lifted one eyebrow. "Kara Danvers offering to skip dinner? Is it the end of days already?" she teased.
Kara shrugged, trying desperately to look nonchalant. "I prefer dessert."
Lena looked suitably impressed. "My, my, Miss Danvers. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to seduce me."
"Is is working?"
Lena just smiled wickedly. She held out a hand, and Kara took it, lacing their fingers together as if they'd been doing it for years. A warmth bloomed in her chest. She hoped every aspect of their evening would feel this effortless and natural.
The restaurant was perfect. Lena, as usual, had spot on instincts about Kara's preferences. It wasn't the typical restaurant you'd find a billionaire CEO in, but it was ideal for superheroes masquerading as reporters. The portions were generous, the atmosphere relaxed, and they had a level of privacy in a corner booth that Kara appreciated.
Being best friends, they'd spoken before about their families, careers, and even ex loves in the past, but this was the first time Kara could be fully honest about her life before Earth. Lena found herself captivated by Kara's descriptions of the landscape, her parents, and Krypton's complex social structure. They were contemplating dessert, when Kara blurted out, "I'm talking way too much."
Lena shook her head immediately. "No, I'm dying to hear about it. Tell me everything."
Kara looked back at her, biting her lip nervously. "Are you even real?" she blurted out finally. "Like am I dreaming right now?"
Lena grinned. "If you are, then I'm having the same amazing dream, and I don't want to wake up."
Kara reached across the table and took Lena's hand, squeezing gently. "This is the best date I've ever been on," she said quietly.
"Me too," Lena responded without hesitation.
"Do you want to get out of here and go for a walk or something?" Kara suggested, squeezing her hand lightly. Lena nodded. Nothing sounded better in that moment than being alone with the blonde goddess before her.
The server appeared just then, leaving the check on the table. Lena dropped her card on to it, and Kara frowned.
"I can get it," she argued. Lena raised one eyebrow.
"I invited you out, which means I get to pay."
"Does that mean I pay when I ask you out?" Kara countered. Lena narrowed her eyes.
"Can't you just let your billionaire CEO girlfriend take care of dinner?"
Kara's eyes widened. "Girlfriend?"
Lena hesitated. "I mean, yeah you're right, it's too soon-"
"No!" Kara stopped her with one hand on her arm. "You can't take it back now."
Lena released a breath she didn't even know she was holding. "So it's ok?"
"Ok?" Kara asked. "It's amazing. Lena Luthor is my girlfriend." She smiled radiantly.
Lena smiled back at her enthusiasm. "Kara Zor-El is my girlfriend," she responded in kind.
When the bill was taken care of, Kara stood up, offering her hand to Lena as she slid out of the booth. She didn't let go when Lena had gotten up and straightened out her dress, choosing instead to leave their hands intertwined as they left.
The night was cool, but not too cold, and they opted to walk back to Lena's penthouse, rather than taking Lena's car service. They were quiet, enjoying the sounds of the city and the company of one another without the need to fill the silence. Faintly, Kara could hear the sound of music, and it drew her in.
"C'mon," she beamed at Lena, tugging her towards the next block.
It turned out to be a small group of street performers, with a couple of people standing and listening. Kara smiled at the upbeat song, and pulled Lena closer. Her eyes shut as she started to move her hips and dance to the rhythms. Lena was wary of dancing on a sidewalk, but Kara's carefree attitude and clear delight made it easier for her to let go.
She couldn't remember the last time she'd danced like this. Certainly not at any benefit or gala she'd been to in the past few years. Maybe grad school? In any event, it was Kara who made her feel comfortable enough to relax and let the music take her.
As the song came to its end, Kara grinned and skipped over to the performers. Lena couldn't hear what she said to him, but she definitely saw Kara slip him something, and he nodded back at her. The group started up a slower, more sensual song, and the blonde made her way back to Lena, holding out a hand.
"Can I have this dance, Ms. Luthor?" She made a mock bow.
"It would be my pleasure, Ms. Danvers," Lena responded formally, pulling off a near flawless curtsy. Kara laughed and wrapped her arms around Lena's waist, sighing happily when Lena's rose to her shoulders. Kara held her close and they swayed to the music, unperturbed by the bystanders watching them.
"Lena," Kara whispered. "It's amazing having you in my arms like this."
Lena blushed, and stroked the blonde's cheek with her thumb. "Feel free to hold me like this anytime," she offered. Kara leaned in to kiss her cheek, and with slow intention, kept kissing down Lena's chin, and behind her ear, pressing whisper light kisses down Lena's neck. The CEO shivered. She could feel Kara's answering grin against her skin.
"That's teasing, Kara," Lena protested weakly.
"Mmm?" Kara questioned, not letting up. "How so?"
"Because we can't take this further on a street corner," Lena reminded her. Kara groaned in agreement, backed away slightly, and grabbed Lena's hand. She had to nearly hold Lena up, as the woman was shaky from their dance.
"C'mon beautiful," Kara encouraged, one arm wrapping around Lena's waist as they moved away from the performers. One block away, and Kara steered them into a dark alleyway urgently, pushing Lena up against the cold brick of the building when they were out of easy sight from the street. Her mouth way immediately back on Lena's racing pulse point, and the CEO groaned out her enjoyment.
Lena reached up and pulled Kara's lips back to hers, sighing happily when their tongues tangled and Kara's hands teased gently over her generous hips.
"Oh, Lena," Kara breathed out, when Lena's hand slyly worked its way to brush the side of her still clothed breast, her thumb instantly finding the rapidly hardening bud through Kara's blouse. The hero let out a sound that could have been a strangled moan, or a low growl, Lena wasn't quite sure. All she knew for sure was that Kara's right hand wrapped around the back of her head, cradling her even as she pushed Lena harder against the wall. Kara's thigh pressed between Lena's but the dark haired beauty's tight skirt wouldn't allow for the friction they both craved.
"Damn this dress," Lena whined. Kara kissed her harder, using her hands to lift Lena up, and work the dress upwards, until it was completely around her waist. Kara pushed again, chuckling at the eager sound Lena made when they finally made contact. "Yes," Lena breathed out, her back arching. She gyrated her hips, giving herself more pleasure, and Kara encouraged her, with nips of her teeth against Lena's porcelain neck.
Kara was lost in Lena, which is why she was understandably shocked when a flashlight lit them up, and a gruff voice interrupted them.
"Hey, you two," The police officer was barely visible past the bright beam, and Lena went scarlet when she realized what it must look like. Kara held her, and turned their bodies to protect her from the man's view.
"Uh, sorry officer," Kara called hesitantly.
"Come out here, now," he ordered. Lena regained her feet and Kara smoothed her dress down, giving Lena a contrite grimace. Lena hid her face in Kara's neck, willing the earth to open up and swallow her, rather than face the repercussions of getting caught in a lewd position by one of National City's finest.
As if she could read her mind, Kara bit her lip, and spun to face the officer. Her hair was pulled out of it's ponytail, and her glasses tucked away into her pocket quickly.
"I'm sorry sir," she said surely, assuming the steadfast pose the world had come to know as Supergirl's signature. "We got... a little carried away. Won't happen again," she assured him with a grin.
"Supergirl?" the cop leaned forward. "What are you-"
"Thanks for protecting and serving officer. I'll make sure she gets home safely. Have a great evening." Without further discussion, she wrapped her arms around Lena and took them to the sky quickly, ignoring his calls to return.
She took them up into the cloud cover before she couldn't hold it in any more, and giggled, resting her forehead against Lena's.
"Well... that was something," she gasped out between laughs. Lena swatted her arm playfully.
"Oh my god, we just got caught making out in an alleyway. By the police," Lena let out an exasperated noise. "What are we, 14?"
"14?" Kara raised an eyebrow. "I guess I was a late bloomer, because I wasn't kissing women in alleyways until I was 28."
Lena narrowed her eyes. "You're 28 now."
"Exactly," Kara grinned. Lena rolled her eyes. "Let me take you home, Ms. Luthor. Wouldn't want to cause any more disturbances on the street tonight." She shifted Lena so she had one arm under her knees and one supporting her back, and Lena's arms wrapped around her neck. She flew slowly, taking a circuitous route around the city, enjoying the way Lena relaxed into her, her eyes closed and forehead pressed against Kara's neck. She was almost sad when they reached Lena's building and she touched down out front. She slipped her glasses back on as Lena straightened out her dress. She took the hero's hand and led her insider, giving a polite hello to the doorman, an older gentleman who nodded an acknowledgment back to her, but said nothing, well practiced in the art of privacy for the tenants.
The elevator was waiting at the lobby, and the pair stepped in, Lena hitting the button for her floor and rubbing the back of Kara's hand with her thumb. They smiled at each other, almost shyly, until the doors slid open with a sharp 'ding' and they stepped into the hallway.
At her door, Lena turned around and hugged Kara tightly to her. Kara's arms wrapped around the smaller woman, rubbing her back soothingly. Kara leaned back enough to kiss Lena's forehead gently.
"Thank you for a wonderful date, Lena." The blonde's eyes sparkled, glancing down at Lena's lips and back up again quickly. Lena grinned, and pushed up on her toes to kiss Kara, making the hero sigh. into the light kiss. When they pulled back, they were both smiling and radiant.
"You're coming inside, right?" Lena asked, looking at her.
Kara hesitated. "I shouldn't," she said simply.
Lena looked amused. "And what are you worried about?"
"I just want to take things slow," Kara explained. "Like you deserve."
"Kara, you fucked me six ways from Sunday just last night, and you're worried we might be moving too fast if you come in?" Lena teased. Kara turned scarlet. "I think the ship has sailed on moving slowly."
"It's never too late to do the right thing, and treat you respectfully," Kara tried.
Lena gave her a smirk. "Now that I know what I'd be missing, I think it's both the right thing, and the respectful thing, to not deprive me of that. You've created a monster, Supergirl," Lena purred in her ear, leaning in close. She heard the sharp exhale of breath and felt the shudder that ran through Kara when she spoke.
Kara's eyes were shut and she swallowed hard. When she opened them and met Lena gaze, her pupils were blown and her skin was flushed.
"I want you," Lena said seriously, leaning in and looking at Kara's lips as she bit her own.
With what could only be described as a growl, Kara lunged forward and in one seamless motion, had her hands gripping Lena's backside and lifted her effortlessly, pining her between the door and her rock solid abs. Lena gave a yelp of surprise and delight, which morphed into a groan of pleasure as Kara pressed against her center.
"I want you too," Kara whispered in her ear as Lena moaned and writhed against her, seeking more friction. "If you're sure."
"Uhhh, so sure," Lena gritted out.
"Oh, well, you sound like you might be under duress. Should I stop?" The hero asked teasingly.
Lena's eyes found hers instantly. "You better not."
Kara just grinned.
"Inside, now," Lena commanded.
Kara cocked her head. "Right here in the hallway?" She asked, deliberately misunderstanding. She shifted her grip to free up one hand and let it trail up Lena's thigh, under that skirt that was already pushed up to her waist, and teased along her panty covered slit. Lena let her head fall back against the door, and thrust her pelvis towards Kara. At this point, she'd let the hero take her in the hallway where anyone might show up, as long as she relieved the ache.
"Yes," Lena breathed out. Kara tilted her head to the side, torn between calling her bluff or protecting Lena's modesty. Her better sense won out, and she opened the door with one hand, while cradling Lena protectively with the other. Once the door had clicked shut behind them, Kara had her pressed up against it, fingers resuming their teasing touch over Lena's soaked panties.
"These aren't doing much as this point."
Lena stifled the whine that that threatened to erupt. "Maybe you should take them off?" She suggested, fighting to keep her voice even.
"Mmm, maybe," the blonde agreed, although it didn't affect what she was doing. "At some point." Her fingers skated over the silky material, and Lena reached a hand down to press Kara's more firmly against her center.
"Now," she commanded, eyes dark and serious. Kara swallowed, looking up at Lena with unmistakable lust.
"Yes ma'am," she responded, and slid the offending garment off Lena's soft skin, dropping it on the floor unceremoniously. "What else can I help with, Lena?"
Lena's eyes darkened further, a feat Kara didn't think was possible. "Ms. Luthor. You will address me as 'Ms. Luthor' my pet."
Kara breathed out shakily. "Yes, Ms. Luthor."
"Good girl." Lena praised, and Kara's eyes fluttered shut as she swallowed hard. Lena grinned wickedly. "On your knees now, pet."
Kara scrambled to comply, looking up at Lena like she was was dehydrated in the desert and Lena was the last drink she'd ever have. If it was Lena's choice, she would be.
Lena swayed forward slightly, grasping Kara's chin in a firm grip. "Show me how badly you need me."
Kara moaned, eyes fluttering shut and she reached out her tongue, seeking Lena's wetness.
"No no." Lena chastised. "Eyes open so I can see you."
Instantly, Kara's eyes shot back open. "Yes, Ms. Luthor." Lena guided the hero's face closer to her center once more. At the first touch of Kara's eager tongue, Lena groaned and nearly shut her own eyes. But she took a steadying breath and made eye contact with Kara once more.
"Mmm, yes," Lena whispered. "But slower. I want you to take your time, pet." Kara's lips and tongue stilled, and when they resumed, it was softer and slower. Lena purred. "Yes, pet, just like that. With your eyes on mine. See what you do to me." Kara's moan vibrated against her sensitive skin and she gasped in delight, running her fingers through blonde curls.
The next minutes (Lena couldn't be sure just how many) were slow and sweet, and tender, with Kara's lips and tongue working Lena's passions up to a crescendo. When she reached the pinnacle, she moaned, and held the back of Kara's head, rubbing herself over Kara's face as the blonde continued to worship her.
"Oh, Kara," Lena gritted out. "I'm right there, I'm going to come for you." Kara whined, wrapping her tongue around Lena's clit and licking strongly. It set Lena off, pushing her over the edge, and she kept rubbing gently over Kara's completely soaked face, bringing herself down slowly. Lena looked down at her through lidded eyes, sated and content. She released Kara's head, stroking her cheek gently.
"Yes, pet. Now go ahead and clean me up. You made this mess, after all." Kara eagerly ran her tongue to Lena's dripping center and lapped up every precious drop of Lena's need. When there was no slickness left to find, she leaned back and looked up at Lena, waiting.
"Good girl," Lena praised. Kara's breath stuttered, and she rubbed her thighs together quickly.
"No," Lena corrected. She reached down and separated Kara's legs, denying her any friction she could achieve on her own. "That's mine," Lena said harshly, meeting Kara's eyes. "And you will only touch it if I allow. You will speak only if I allow it, and you will do whatever I ask, without question. Do you understand? You may speak," she allowed.
Kara nodded immediately. "Yes, Ms. Luthor. I'm yours to do with as you please."
"Mmm, good girl. If I ask you your color, you will respond 'green' if you are ok with whatever is happening, 'yellow' if you need to pause or slow down, and 'red' if anything is wrong and you want to stop completely. If you are unable to speak to tell me your color, tap your wrist three times and I will stop immediately. Do you understand, pet?"
"Yes, Ms. Luthor."
"And what is your color right now, Kara," Lena asked her softly.
"Green, Ms. Luthor."
Lena smiled. "Ok pet, go ahead and wait for me on the bed. You will not need clothing on any longer."
"Yes, Ms. Luthor." Kara stood quickly, biting her lip and turned towards the bedroom door. Lena called over to her.
"And pet?" Kara looked back instantly. "Remember who you belong to. That only I am allowed to touch you. I won't be pleased if you touch my things without asking."
"Of course, Ms. Luthor," Kara responded, bowing her head.
"Good girl. Go on now." Lena watched Kara's retreating backside with a smirk. When Kara disappeared around the corner, she turned back to the kitchen, dropping her clutch on the island and filling the kettle. She thought a cup of tea would be just the thing to calm her down before she rejoined Kara, and a little waiting would be good for her.
'Besides,' Lena thought to herself as she found a tea bag in the cabinet. 'Maybe Kara would break my rules, and I'll get to devise an appropriate punishment.' The idea of that gave her a shiver of pleasure down her spine.
She sipped her tea and slowly took off her boots, leaving them in the entry way, her jacket getting hung up on the coat rack. She grinned as she saw her panties on the floor, and lifted one eyebrow, considering. She slipped them into her pocket, biting her lip. She thought she might find a use for them later. Deciding she'd let her guest wait long enough, she took her tea with her into the bedroom. The lights were off, and she could just make out the outline of Kara lying in the middle of the bed, legs splayed and arms down by her side.
"Let's have a little light, shall we?" Lena crossed the room and clicked on the table lamp on her nightstand, taking in the sight next to her. Kara was lying there, looking over at her with a needy look in her eyes, bottom lip stuck firm between her teeth.
"It looks like you followed my instructions, pet. You didn't break any rules, did you?" Lena asked, sitting on the edge of the bed, and reaching over to run her fingers along Kara's thigh. The hero shivered and arched her back.
"No, Ms. Luthor."
"Good girl," Lena praised. "Let's see what we can do about your... predicament, shall we?"
"Please," Kara begged.
Lena cocked her head.
"Ms. Luthor!" Kara added quickly, her eyes going wide.
Lena tutted, removing her hand from Kara who whined. "Now, now. We discussed how you would speak to me. Do you need a reminder?"
"No, Ms. Luthor. I won't make that mistake again," Kara promised earnestly. Lena believed her, but made a note to try to get Kara to forget again, relishing the idea.
"Ok, pet," Lena soothed. "I forgive you. This time."
"Thank you, Ms. Luthor."
Lena scooted further back, offering Kara her backside. "Get my zipper." Kara was instantly on her knees, sweeping Lena's hair back and dragging the zipper down, exposing soft, creamy skin she longed to touch. When she reached the end, she reached up to Lena's shoulders, pushing the straps down her arms.
"Mmm, I don't believe I asked for help with that." Kara stilled instantly.
"My apologies, Ms. Luthor. I just wanted to be helpful."
"No, I don't think that's it. What were you really doing?" Lena asked as she slid off the bed, facing Kara with her arms crossed.
"Touching you, Ms. Luthor," Kara said, reddening.
"And did I ask you to?" Lena continued.
"No, Ms. Luthor." Kara admitted quietly.
"Mmm. On your back. There will be no need for further talk."
Kara breathed heavily as she laid down, eyes still following Lena, who let the straps of her dress fall, and shimmied out of it the rest of the way. She retrieved the panties, leaving them on the night stand.
"Hmm, what should I do about my disobedient pet?" Lena mused aloud. Kara panted, wanting Lena's touch, but did not speak.
"I could tie her up, leave her here for the rest of the night, unable to relieve the ache I know she's feeling."
Kara shook her head.
"No?" Lena asked. "Or maybe I'll work her up, get her right to the edge and then stop." Kara gasped, face going red. "You like the sound of that punishment, pet?" Kara bit her lip, but nodded once. "Ok, perhaps reminding you about control would be helpful." Lena moved to lay down beside Kara, absentmindedly running her fingers up the inside of the blonde's thigh. She smirked at the wetness she could feel there, knowing how worked up Kara had to be, with everything that had happened that night, first their rendezvous in the alleyway, and Kara's worship of her body in the entryway.
"Of course,"Lena continued after a few moments. "You'll have to be diligent about telling me when you are getting close. Can you do that?" Kara nodded solemnly.
"Mmm, ok." Lena laid on her side, head propped up on her elbow, and let her other hand roam across the gorgeous body next to hers. Kara gasped at the glancing touches, over her abs, collarbone, breasts, and she let out a moan as Lena's hand found her clit and rubbed at it gently. "Do you like that?" Kara nodded vigorously, hip gyrating to gain more pressure from Lena. "You are so wet, pet,"
Lena groaned. "Did I make you this wet?" Kara nodded, face red and gasping for breath.
After a few moments, Kara whined. "I'm close, Ms. Luthor, so close." Lena swiped over her clit once more, then lifted her hand away. Kara groaned at the loss, hands gripping the sheets below her to stop herself from moving.
"Good girl, Kara." Lena's fingers stroked her cheek, and Kara could smell herself on Lena's skin. She reached out her tongue to try to taste herself on Lena's fingers, but the dark haired beauty pulled away.
"Oh, no. This belongs to me." She sucked her thumb into her mouth, eyes closing as she moaned, enjoying the musky taste. "Delicious. You taste so good for me, pet." Kara's eyes fluttered shut and she bit her lip.
Lena's hand found her warmth again, and stroked Kara slowly. "Don't forget to tell me."
The next hours were nearly impossible for Kara. Lena brought her to the edge over and over again, always licking her fingers in between sessions, and never letting Kara crest that peak. She'd lost count of the ruined orgasms, and she could only whimper every time Lena started back up. Finally, the cycle broke.
"Oh pet, you've been such a good girl. And good girls deserve a treat. Would you like a treat, Kara?"
The hero nodded enthusiastically.
Lena's fingers caressed her lips. "Taste, pet." Kara's mouth opened and she wasted no time in sucking Lena's finger into her mouth, moaning at her own juices coating those long fingers. "Don't you taste amazing, baby?" Kara nodded again.
"Yes, Ms. Luthor," she croaked out, eyes opening to meet Lena's with a need etched painfully on her features.
"Hmm," Lena considered. "Maybe you deserve another treat?"
"Please, Ms. Luthor."
"What would you like, Kara?"
"Make me cum for you, Ms. Luthor, please."
"And how shall I do that, pet?"
"Anyway you wish. It's your property, not mine, Ms. Luthor."
Lena's nostrils flared. Kara's words sparking a fierce need in her. "Anyway I wish?"
"Yes, Ms. Luthor," Kara confirmed. Lena grinned wickedly.
"On your stomach, then. Hands forward."
Kara moved more quickly than Lena expected she would be able to, laying out flat on her stomach with her arms above her head. Lena stroked her backside appreciatively, cupping the round globe of her ass. Kara moaned and pushed back into the hand. Lena chuckled.
"Stay," Lena said, rising from the bed. She opened the dresser drawer and removed a bag. Kara could not tell what it was, and Lena slapped her ass firmly. "Eyes forward, pet."
Kara whimpered. Lena looked up at her with concern. "Color, Kara?"
"Green, Ms. Luthor. Green. Please," she begged. Lena stroked her back gently.
"Ok baby, you've waited so patiently. Been such a good girl. I'm going to take care of you."
Kara heard the bag open, heard soft noises as Lena did something behind her. She couldn't be sure what. Her senses were shot; her mind couldn't keep up with whatever was happening. She felt the bed dip as Lena crawled closer.
"On your knees, pet," Lena whispered in her ear from behind. Kara rose onto her knees, but Lena kept a hand on her back, keeping her face down in the pillow. "You look so good for me, Kara." Lena said, running her hands along the bare skin of her lover.
Kara groaned, shaking, and then she felt it. Just a light press against her center. Both of Lena's hands were still on her backside, and she understood what she must be feeling.
"Oh please, please, Ms. Luthor."
"Color, Kara?" Lena asked, moving her hips a bit closer so Kara could feel the girth of the strap on dildo that pressed more firmly against her opening.
"Green, oh Rao, green," Kara nearly screamed. She needed Lena in her, on her, now. Lena pulled her hair slightly, tilting the blonde's head back slightly.
"So loud, already, and I haven't even starting fucking you pet."
"Please, Ms. Luthor, Please fuck me!"
"What will the neighbors think of that dirty mouth?" Lena chastised. "I better help you with that." Kara yelped in surprise as Lena stuffed a wad of fabric into her mouth. She tasted and smelled Lena's musk on her tongue and knew that this must be Lena's discarded panties from earlier. The thought just made her moan more and push back towards Lena.
"Mmm, ok." The phallus nudged Kara's opening, and Lena sighed. "So wet for me, I don't think we need any more lube." Kara felt it as Lena rolled her hips, and Kara was stretched open with the large girth of the dildo. Lena went slowly, allowing the blonde to adjust as she pushed forward, an inch at a time. Kara made keening noises that were muffled thanks to Lena's undergarments.
"Do you remember how to tell me to stop if it's too much, pet?" Lena asked, leaning forward and sucking on Kara's earlobe roughly. Kara whined and nodded, pointing to her wrist in answer.
"Good girl," Lena responded. She stilled for a moment, then pulled back slightly, to Kara's obvious annoyance. After a few more seconds, she pushed forward harder. Kara pushed back, trying to take more of Lena in, but the CEO help her hips firmly in place.
"No, no. It's up to me how I take you. Don't move unless I tell you to."
Kara groaned, letting her chest fall to the bed, but holding her hips steady for Lena.
"I can tell how much you want this. Want me to fill you up. Can you take all of me, pet?" Lena asked, stroking Kara's blonde locks gently. Kara nodded frantically.
"Hmm," Lena responded. "We'll see about that." In one fluid motion, she buried the dildo into Kara, their skin meeting as it sunk in to the hilt. Kara moaned incoherently, and Lena watched for a moment to see if she would tap out, but Kara just moaned and nodded, looking back to Lena desperately.
Lena didn't need anymore confirmation. She pulled nearly all the way out, and thrust forward again even harder, feeling the friction against her clit as she gyrated her hips. Kara's knees were shaking as Lena set a quick pace, their lower bodies meeting with an obscene slapping noise that nearly undid the CEO.
"Oh Kara, you are doing so good, taking all of me like this. Such a good pet." Lena's words were stuttered out as she snapped her hips faster, giving Kara everything she had. Kara was groaning, and would have been completely prone on the bed if Lena hadn't been gripping her hips as tightly as she was. Tears ran down Kara's cheeks, and Lena nearly stopped to check on her, but Kara shook her head violently as she slowed, so she continued the brutal thrusts.
"Oh Kara, I can feel you gripping me so tight, I want you to come for me, come for me and let go completely." Lena leaned forward, grabbing one of Kara's hands, and sucked on her fingers for a moment. "Take care of this for me, pet. I'm too busy." She pulled Kara upwards with a sharp tug of her hair, and pressed Kara's own fingers against her bundle of nerves. Kara looked at her over her shoulder, hesitating. "You have my permission to touch. Any way you want." Lena pulled the makeshift gag out of Kara's mouth and threw it to the side. "Feel free to be loud. I want to hear you and feel you come apart for me."
Kara's hand worked feverishly between her legs, and Lena tweaked her hips just a little, hitting the spot she knew Kara needed her to. Kara screamed out loud at the increased pleasure and with two more pumps of Lena's hips, she came with a loud moan, reaching behind her to stop Lena's forward momentum as she let go completely and soaked Lena's thighs. Kara collapsed onto the bed, the dildo leaving her body with a pop. Lena unhooked it, tossing it off the bed, and gathered Kara up in a tight hug.
"I've got you, Kara, I'm right here," she soothed, stroking over Kara's hair, now darkened with sweat. She rolled the blonde onto her back and molded herself against the shaking spent body. "You were so good for me, baby," Lena whispered, kissing her forehead gently, and reaching a hand up to wipe away the tears staining Kara's face.
"Ms. Luthor," Kara asked hoarsely. Lena shook her head and shushed her.
"No Kara, just Lena now. You did so good, Kara."
Kara nodded. "Do you have water?" she asked, turning her head to look into Lena's eyes.
"Yes, baby," Lena responded. She took a throw blanket and tucked it around Kara before she headed for the kitchen, filling a glass of water and bringing it back. She slid behind Kara, helping her prop up to drink the water, while Lena kissed the back of her neck gently. Kara handed the nearly empty glass back, and Lena drained the little that was left. Kara's head rolled backwards onto Lena's shoulder and her face lit up in a grin and went a little red.
"Mmm, are you ok, babe?" Lena asked, wrapping her arms around Kara's body.
"I'm amazing. And sore. And incredibly wet, apparently. Did you need that much lube?" She asked Lena, her eyes drifting closed.
"Oh honey, that was all you. I didn't use any at all," Lena told her with a grin.
"Wait..." Kara started, her eyes opening wide. "Did I...?" she trailed off, clearly embarrassed.
Lena chuckled. "You certainly did, beautiful. It was amazing to see you let go completely, and give yourself over to pleasure."
"But I never- before..." Kara stuttered. Lena grinned.
"Then I consider myself to be a very lucky woman to experience that with you for the first time." Lena kissed her temple gently. "We are going to need to change the sheets before we actually sleep," she said with an even bigger grin. Kara went scarlet and covered her face with her hands.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry." Lena frowned and pulled her hands down, leaning her head over to look into Kara's eyes.
"Sorry about what, baby? That's a perfectly natural and very hot reaction. I hope I make you feel like that every time." She slid out from behind Kara to cradle the hero's face gently between her palms, running her thumbs over Kara's flushed skin. "You're beautiful, and you were perfect for me," Lena whispered, leaning forward to kiss Kara gently. "Do you want me to start the shower so we can get cleaned up together?"
Kara smiled sheepishly. "A bath maybe? I'm not sure I'll be able to stand that long," she admitted.
"Of course," Lena said. "Anything you want. Let me start it and I'll be right back." She climbed off the bed, and gave Kara a long look before she entered the bathroom.
Kara let out a deep breath and let herself collapse onto the bed, resting her hands on her abdomen. She ruminated on their encounter, blushing at what she'd said and done, and how effortlessly Lena had morphed into a dominant partner. She felt chills thinking about worshiping Lena on her knees, and submitting to Lena's desires. She smiled thinking about Lena caring for her now, bringing her water, keeping her warm, drawing her a bath. Lena was an incredibly accommodating partner. She couldn't help the grin that plastered itself to her face thinking about how Lena had finally let her come, after so many near orgasms.
She opened her eyes when she felt the bed dip as Lena climbed back in. Kara took advantage of her position, and guided Lena to lay on top of her, reveling in the feel of their skin together.
"I'm heavy," Lena argued. "I'll squish you."
Kara raised one eyebrow. "I'm Supergirl, babe. You couldn't squish me if you tried." She wiggled her fingers into Lena's side playfully, enjoying the peals of laughter it drew.
"No fair, I didn't tickle you!"
"Mmm, no," Kara smirked. "Maybe next time though." Lena smiled down at her, and joined their lips fiercely. Kara moaned into the kiss, giving Lena the chance to deepen it further, their tongues tangling wetly. Kara reached one hand down, stroking at Lena's wetness. "Someone is still a little needy, isn't she?" Lena bit her lip and whined, shaking her head.
"No baby, this was about you."
"It can be about both of us, Ms. Luthor," Kara argued. "Come up here and let me taste you?" She pouted, indicating her mouth.
"Kara," Lena gasped. "Are you asking me to-"
"Please, Ms. Luthor?" Kara asked, biting her lower lip. Lena succumbed, scooting upwards and moving a leg to each side of Kara's face.
"Yes, pet," Lena allowed. "You may." Kara didn't wait for further talk. She grasped Lena's hips and pulled her down roughly to meet her probing tongue. Lena's mind went blank and she gasped. Kara licked, nipped, and sucked at her pussy like it was her last meal on death row, making the most delightful muffled noises. Lena shuddered. She was so worked up from their earlier adventures that she couldn't hold off.
"Kara," she groaned out. "You're gonna make me-" She didn't have time to finish as her orgasm overtook her speech. She arched her back, crying out and grasping Kara's hair to keep her close. Kara didn't let up. She continued her oral assault, leaving Lena's hips shaking violently as she struggled to remain upright under the hero's attention.
She came twice more before she pulled herself away from Kara, who seemed quite disappointed she was moving.
"Come back, baby. Let me keep making you feel good," she asked, looking up at Lena from behind thick lashes.
"If you make me come one more time, I won't be able to leave this bed for days."
Kara grinned. "Doesn't sound like a problem to me."
"You, Miss Danvers, are insatiable," Lena told her, leaning down for a quick kiss. "And I need to go check on that bath." She slid off the bed, much to Kara's disappointment.
While Kara pouted, Lena called from the bathroom. "It's ready."
That got the hero's attention. Perhaps she could give Lena a little more encouragement in the claw-foot tub big enough for two.
Lena was already sinking into the hot water, sighing contentedly, when Kara reached the bathroom. She motioned for Kara to sit in front of her, but the blonde shook her head, and moved behind Lena instead. Lena shook her head but acquiesced.
Kara moaned at the feeling of the hot water enveloping her spent body, and spent a few minutes just leaning back with her eyes shut and Lena's back pressed against her front. 'Pure heaven,' She thought with a smile.
"This is wonderful," she said aloud finally, after she felt ready to speak, and Lena nodded, running her hands over Kara's legs.
"Mmm, let's stay here forever," Lena agreed.
"Or until it gets cold," Kara countered. "Whichever comes first." She wrapped her arms around Lena, kissing her cheek. Lena wiggled in her arms, settling in more and letting the hero support her fully. Kara's hand moved over Lena's body under the water, stroking her slowly and making Lena's eyes flutter closed at the feeling. She relaxed and gave in to Kara's intentions, and she realized what Kara was aiming for when her fingers ghosted over Lena's clit.
"Too sensitive," Lena whispered, squirming in her arms.
"I know," Kara assured her. She pushed one finger slowly through Lena's folds, dipping inside her for brief moment, before she pulled away. "Ok, babe?"
"Mmm," Lena moaned. "Yes."
Kara smirked into her neck, returning to her previous position. When she pushed into Lena again, it was with two confident fingers, questing to stroke in just the right spot. She knew she'd found it when Lena let out a gasp and let her head fall back onto Kara's shoulder.
"God, yes," she groaned out.
"I go by Kara, actually," the blonde said cheekily. Lena chuckled through her moan until a third finger entered her and she couldn't think of anything else but Kara inside her. Kara's free hand, wrapped around Lena's waist moved upwards to roll one erect nipple between her fingers.
Lena was already shaking. "I'm not going to be able to last, baby," she warned through her moans.
"That's ok, Lena," Kara reassured. "You just come for me." She didn't let up as Lena fell apart in her arms. Two more thrusts, and Lena gripped her hand.
"Can't take anymore," she panted. Kara kissed her neck and retracted her hand, running it along Lena's thigh. "Are you trying to kill me?" Lena asked sarcastically.
"No," Kara promised. "But what a way to go." Lena laughed as she relaxed back against Kara and let the blonde support her. As they lay together in the rapidly cooling bath, all Lena could think was that she'd never been more grateful for Kryptonite in her entire life.