"So… I have an interview tomorrow," Kara told her partner slowly, dropping her gaze.

"Oh? Where?" Lena replied, raising an intrigued eyebrow.

"There's another factory down the street. I could walk."

"But you have a car."

"Saves on gas, ya know?"

"Kara… You don't have to struggle like this. You could—"

"Lena. Acting just isn't my thing."

Brow furrowing in frustration, Lena pressed, "It is, though. You are so good. So, so good. There's absolutely nothing that could possibly hold you back from success as an actor besides you not putting yourself out there."

"I can't do it without you."

"Yes, you can. Yes, you can."

"I only looked good on screen because of you."

"That is not true at all. You don't need me to shine at all. They wanted you from the very first moment they saw you, and then continued to want you based on your performance and popularity on the show. That was all you."

With a heavy sigh, Kara rubbed her temples.

"I don't know, Lena."

"Kara. You're good. Great, even. I wouldn't lie to you, especially not about this. Don't think for a second you were only successful because of me, 'cause that's horseshit."

"It's not horseshit."

"Kara Danvers."

"What?" the blonde whined, throwing her head back against the couch cushion.

"I love you, but you're being a turd right now," Lena chuckled, playfully kissing her lover's cheek. "I know you love to act, Kara. Don't pretend you don't. And I know you don't want to work at a factory forever."

"Yeah, but—"

"Do what you love, Kara. Don't build regrets by letting go of opportunities just because they scare you."

"I'm not scared!" Kara shouted, scowling. "Why would you—"

"Okay. Then go audition for that show you were looking at. The musical."

"Wait, what? Hell no. And how'd you even know that?"

"You left the pamphlet on the coffee table," Lena said simply, gesturing to the table in front of them where the audition information was sitting directly in front of them.

"Whatever," the younger girl huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "I can't sing anyway."

"Yes, you can."

"Can't."

"Oh, my God, Kara. Stop. You sound like me right now."

"Fine!" the blonde cried. "You start acting again, and I'll audition for the stupid fucking musical."

"Wait, that's not the same thing. You know I can't. My career is fucking ruined, Kara. Everyone knows I'm a fucking junkie alcoholic nutcase who—"

"First of all, that's not true. Second of all, who cares what anyone else thinks? You love to act."

"I hate this fucking network. I'm tired of doing stupid shows for mass-appeal with no substance for the sake of ratings."

"Then do something else. You might hate the things you've acted in, but you love to act, and you're damn good at it, too. So act what you want to act."

With a shrug and an amazing poker face, Lena shrugged and replied, "Okay. Porn it is."

Kara's jaw dropped as she replied, "Wait. You want to do—"

"No, idiot," Lena laughed, shaking her head. "Of course not. I would never fuck anyone other than you. Besides, now that I've had you, no one else would be able to satisfy me."

Shivers electrifying her spine, Kara blushed and dropped her gaze.

"I want to do something real, Kar. I wanna be Oscar-worthy. I want to act in things that make people feel. Not just stupid fan service crap."

"Okay, what you've been in so far isn't crap. I happen to love those shows. But… I hear you. You want to do something deeper. And I support you in that. So, go do it, babe. You could do anything. So, why not go for it?"

"I dunno… Acting in shit like I have been is just what I know. They typecast me. I mean, my contract did just end, but I couldn't—"

"I'll audition for the musical if you audition for whatever it is you want to act in."

"You will?"

"Yep."

With a soft sigh, Lena held out her hand and said, "Deal," when Kara shook it.

~!~!~

As Kara walked out of the studio and breathed her first post-audition breath of fresh air, her heart slammed in her chest like a rabid, caged animal. Hands shaking, she pulled her cell phone from her pocket and selected Lena's name from her short list of favorite contacts.

"Lena," she choked out. "I—"

"Are you okay?" Lena asked anxiously, hearing Kara's voice crack as she started to cry. "What happened?! Kara, it's okay. I'm right here. If you didn't get the—"

"They want me," Kara blurted. "They actually want me!"

"Oh, my God! That's amazing! I'm not surprised, but damn! That's so awesome, Kar! I knew you could do it!"

"Lena… They want me for the lead."

There was only the briefest pause on the other end of the line as Lena's heart jumped from the intense excitement she was feeling for her partner.

Then, she quickly told the blonde, "I am so proud of you, Kara. You deserve this."

"Lena, I can't possibly—"

"You're gonna do great," Lena insisted, interrupting the beginning of Kara's self-deprecating speech.

"But—"

"Get over here. We're gonna celebrate."

Hesitating as she remembered the last time they'd celebrated a career victory together, Kara mumbled, "I dunno, Lena. Maybe we should—"

"I'm gonna make chocolate cake - your mom told me it's your favorite - and we're gonna binge Marvel movies. So hurry up and get your butt on my couch."

Letting out an unintentionally audible sigh of relief, Kara conceded, "Alright. Be there soon."

When Kara arrived at Lena's mansion, Lena was waiting at the door with a large bouquet of 2 dozen white roses.

"Congratulations," the brunette announced as a broad grin spread over her lips. "I am so proud of you."

Blushing, Kara gingerly accepted the flowers as she looked down at her excessively worn Converse and mumbled, "You didn't have t—"

But Lena was already lifting her chin and kissing her lips. This silenced Kara's protests - both mental and verbal - as she was tugged into the building and all the way to the den.

"I made you cake!" Lena announced, pointing to the circular silver platter holding the chocolate cake in question.

"Thank you, Lena," the blonde said softly, kissing her partner's cheek. "But you didn't have to do any of this."

"Are you kidding me? This is a huge deal!"

"I—"

"Now, what else do you want to do to celebrate? I was just throwing ideas out with the Marvel movies. I know you really like them. But we can do anything you want."

Blushing slightly as her mind brought her to exactly what she wanted to do to celebrate, Kara looked down.

"What?" Lena asked curiously, poking Kara's side.

"Anything?" Kara asked shyly, slowly lifting her head.

Grinning, Lena nodded, confirming, "Anything you want, love."

"We haven't, um… It's been a bit since we've… uh…"

Raising an eyebrow at Kara's stammering, and then raising it further at the realization of what Kara was suggesting, Lena's grin melted into the smirk of a professional seductress.

"Oh?" she cooed, dragging a finger carefully down from her lover's jaw line down to her cleavage. "What there something you had in mind, dear?"

"I…"

"Tell me the truth, baby," Lena purred in the girl's ear.

Shivering violently, completely against her own will, Kara finally replied, "I wanna go down on you."

"Wait, what?" Lena gaped. "Me?"

"Of course you. Who else?" Kara asked, with the tone of 'duh.'

"No, goober. I meant… why go down on me? Why not the other way around? You're the one who deserves to feel good tonight."

Taking in a slow, deep breath, the blonde explained, "I miss the taste of you. It's been too long…"

"Well, I did say 'whatever you want.,'" the older girl giggled. "Let's go. Cake later?"

With a single nod of consent, Kara allowed herself to be led upstairs to Lena's bedroom.

~!~!~

"Oh, God. Kara. Shit. Fuck. KARA," Lena gasped, writhing on the bed as the girl's tongue moved in rapid, expert circles around her clit. "Jesus. Fuck. Kara, please. Please. Please, don't stop."

"Stop?" Kara teased, pulling her face out from between Lena's legs.

"KARA!" Lena screamed in protest, starting to sit up but collapsing back down on the bed as she realized she simply didn't have the strength to hold herself up in that moment of bliss.

Laughing playfully, Kara resumed the movements of her tongue, dipping it between the older girl's folds, into her center, then back out and over her clit again.

"Kara," Lena moaned, lifting her hips and digging her fingers in Kara's hair to pull her face closer to her crotch.

This served to quicken Kara's heart rate to an exponential degree. Something about Lena being forceful aroused her beyond reason. The eager, demanding nature of the way Lena was tangled in her hand and holding her close was turning Kara on to the point of intense pain in her core. Still, she tried to ignore the clenching of her abs and instead focus on her partner's pleasure, which worked out perfectly, because Lena didn't make it long after that.

"FUCK!" she roared, her climax bursting over Kara's tongue, flooding each and every one of the blonde's tastebuds with exactly what she'd been hoping for.

"Good girl," Kara whispered, moving back up Lena's body to kiss her fully on the lips, letting the girl taste her own cum.

Groaning, Lena wrapped her arms around Kara's back and pulled her down until their bodies were pressed together like an Oreo, the sweat and cum between them acting as the filling holding them together. The stickiness didn't bother either of them. In fact, the way their bodies slid and stuck together just served to further their arousal. The mess was part of the fun.

Just as Kara rolled onto her side to relax and potentially pass out from the bliss of having pleasured her lover to the point of orgasm, Lena mounted her and kissed her hard, tongue forcing entry past Kara's surprised, full lips.

"I wanna make you feel good," the brunette told her, biting her ear lobe. "Please."

Biting her lip - not expecting the tables of pleasure to turn at any point that night - Kara nodded her head slowly, surprising herself with the realization of how incredibly turned on she was. Even just the sound of Lena's moans made Kara wet.

"Can we maybe try something new tonight?" Lena asked softly, causing Kara rot raise a curious eyebrow as she nodded her consent.

Now, it was Lena's turn to be shy and sport a lovely pair of tinted, blushing cheeks as she pulled out a medium-sized strap-on from the nightstand.

"Oh, shit," Kara blurted, obviously shocked.

Hurriedly, Lena replied, "We don't have to! I just—"

But as the girl moved to shove the toy back into the drawer, the blonde reflexively reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Wait," Kara said firmly. "I… I want to."

"Are… Are you sure?"

When Kara nodded her head slowly, Lena got off the bed and stepped into the harness, strapping herself in. This wasn't something she'd tried before, so she was about awkward as she got situated, but eventually, everything was settled and she was ready to give Kara the ride of her life.

As she crawled onto the bed, her fake cock standing proud between her legs, Lena pierced Kara's eyes with her own expression of lust, making the girl's whole body tense as she picked up on her intense hunger from her body language. When Lena pushed the tube of lube into Kara's hand, the blonde didn't quite know what to do at first.

"Put some on your hand… then put it on my cock," Lena instructed her gently. When Kara hesitated after putting some on her palm, Lena reached out, whispering, "It's okay, baby," as she guided the blonde's hand to her shaft.

Blushing at the awkwardness of the moment and her own inexperienced nature, Kara slowly started to stroke the toy from base to tip, lubricating it until its entirety was slick.

"Good girl," Lena purred.

Hearing this made everything in Kara tighten, including her core, which she felt pulsing painfully at the sound of her lover's praise. Noticing this, Lena smiled, enjoying the girl's reactions.

"How do you want it, baby?" the celebrity cooed, stroking the girl's cheek with an encouraging smile.

"Huh?" the blonde asked blankly, not understanding her options.

"Well… We can do missionary… with you lying on your back and me on top… or I can fuck you from behind… or I can bend you over the bed… or… if you want me to be able to watch you, you could ride me."

This last idea caused Kara's abdomen to clench and her cheeks to turn nearly hot enough to create steam. When Lena saw this, she smirked and moved to lay down next to Kara on her back.

"Straddle my lap, honey," she said softly, patting her own thighs.

After only a brief moment of nervous hesitation, Kara did just that, hovering in front of the slick purple toy cock as her heart raced.

"That's it, baby. Good girl. Now, just… relax and lower down slowly."

As soon as the tip of the toy broke past Kara's entrance, the blonde's mouth fell all the way open in a silent moan. As she lowered herself further, her legs started to shake, and Lena loved every second of it, her mouth watering at the sensation of Kara's vibrating muscles on the outside of her thighs. Then, her insides stretching deliciously, far more than she was used to, Kara's silent moan became audible.

"Oh, God," she groaned, sinking the rest of the way onto Lena's slick cock, with little resistance from the blonde's tight cunt. "Lena… Oh, fuck."

When Lena rocked the girl's hips forward and Kara felt the shaft sliding within her clenching walls, the blonde screamed.

"That's it, honey," Lena urged her. "Move a little bit."

Kara lifted her hips experimentally and dropped back down to fill herself to the brim, her face twisting in pleasure. Lena found herself moaning as well at the sight of her lover, sweat-soaked and completely blissed out already. This peaceful moment of enjoyment faded quickly as Kara instinctively started to bounce on Lena's cock, slowly at first, but picking up pace as she realized just how good it felt to go fast and hard.

"Good. Good, baby. Take it. Take my cock," Lena grunted, thrusting up into Kara, matching each and every one of her partner's movements, exactly in time.

Now, Kara's moans were unintelligible as she pleaded for more, slurred Lena's name, and let out animalistic sounds of pleasure, nearly at the same time. It only took a few more heavy thrusts of the thick toy's shaft before Kara let out a curdling scream and came hard on Lena's cock.

As she collapsed on Lena's chest, she forgot to remove the toy from her core, thinking only of her inability to hold herself upright any longer. This meant that Lena happily took advantage of the new position and started to pull her lover's hips up before pushing them back down to slide Kara up and down along her length.

"No. No. I can't," Kara gasped, but her body was shaking for more, despite the overstimulation in that moment.

"Okay…" Lena cooed. "All done then?"

But when Lena started to slide the toy out of Kara's core, the blonde let out a long, loud whine of protest.

"Wait. Wait. Okay. More."

"One more?"

"One more."

"One more?" Lena repeated, enjoying the sound of her lover begging and wanting to drag this out for as long as possible.

"Please!" Kara cried, pushing herself down on the toy cock. "Please, Lena!"

Lena responded by jerking her hips up, fucking the toy deeper into Kara's cunt, and Kara matched this with her own slow, steady rocking motions, her moans building and becoming louder each time.

The brunette couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed - and maybe a little by proud - when Kara came just two minutes later, vibrating around the shaft of the toy and clenching her thighs around Lena's, making the star feel every electric wave that was shooting through Kara's body.

"Your turn," Kara whispered, once she'd finally relaxed enough to come down from her high.

"Not tonight," Lena laughed, despite the fact that she was still horny and was dripping again. "Too tired. Let's rest a bit."

Kara pouted but nodded her head, snuggling her naked body against her lover's and wrapping her arm around the girl's torso and resting her hand on her full, supple breast.

They fell asleep like that - thoroughly fucked and exhausted - only waking when the ridiculously loud sound of Lena's ringtone jarred them from their dreams the next morning.