Trust – Chapter 3

Pairing: SuperCorp

Rating: T

A/N: This isn't super long, but I will try to keep updating regularly. Be aware, the rating on this one may change in subsequent chapters. Because sometimes smut just happens.

"Thank you all for coming. I have a brief statement, and then I will take a few questions, provided they are on topic and appropriate," Lena said briskly, by way of introduction.

"Ms. Luthor, are you announcing a new L-Corp product? Has the alien detection device been finalized?"

"No, this is a personal matter. I don't generally make it a point to discuss my private life, but as this is big news that is likely to emerge soon, I want the people of National City to hear it from me, rather than the tabloids." She cleared her throat, the first hint of any uncomfortable feelings. The reporters looked on with interest. Lena wished Kara was with her, but she couldn't wait any longer for her.

"I would like to make public my relationship with Supergirl."

Instantly, the crowd erupted with questions, each reporter yelling more loudly to be heard over their competition. Lena held up her hand for silence, waiting for nearly a full minute before they settled down enough for Lena to speak again, only for them to break out in yelled questions once again when Supergirl picked that moment to land next to Lena.

"I'm sorry I'm late," she whispered apologetically. "Fire at a warehouse downtown. I take it I missed the big reveal?"

"The good news is, you are just in time for questions," Lena smiled at her. Kara grinned in response.

"It will be kind of fun to be on the other end of this."

"You might want to wait until you see what they ask," Lena warned her.

"Bring it on!" Kara exclaimed, straightening up and falling easily into her Supergirl pose, hands on her hips. Lena's eyes were shining looking at her, and the press was eating it up. Camera flashes nearly blinded them, and they returned their attention to the gathered reporters.

"Thank you for joining us, Supergirl," Lena teased gently. "We will take questions now."

"How did you two get together?" the first question came quickly.

Lena smiled. "We had a mutual attraction for a long time, and we finally admitted it to each other recently and decided to date."

"How long have you been secretly together?" A woman near the back called out, holding her microphone as far forward as she could.

"As I said, it was a recent development, so I'm not sure we could even call it a secret. Not very long," Lena said with finality.

"Supergirl, are you officially coming out? How long have you been gay?"

"I'm not making a political statement, or pushing an agenda here," Kara shook her head. "On my home world, relationships weren't based on that. I fell for Lena, regardless of her gender. I don't consider myself gay, or straight, I'm just me."

"Do you feel the same, Ms. Luthor?"

"No, I've been openly bi-sexual for over five years. But I was raised on Earth, so labels come with the territory." She threw a smile to Kara, who beamed back to her and laughed. "Next question? We'll take just a couple more."

"Where did you go on your first date?"

Lena raised her eyebrow and shot Kara a look. "You want to take this one, Supergirl?"

"It's tonight, and I don't want to ruin the surprise," she revealed to the crowd, a chorus of "aww's" went up. "Rest assured, this is a responsibility I do not take lightly."

"Last question?" Lena called. "Since I need to get ready." They laughed. Lena clearly had a knack for working a crowd.

"Are you worried at all about the rocky history between Kryptonians and Luthors?"

Lena turned to Kara, their eyes meeting briefly, and then Lena spoke.

"We are not our families, and they do not define us."

Kara reached over and took her hand. The cameras went mad, but the pair only had eyes for each other. Kara tugged her gently closer, and, addressing the assembled crowd, said, "That's all the questions we have time for." Speaking softly only to Lena now, she asked, "Can I borrow you for the rest of the afternoon now?" Lena nodded, wrapped her arms around Supergirl's neck and let herself be lifted into the safety of Kara's strong arms. They hovered briefly for a moment, then the hero flew them away slowly, leaving the reporters stunned and yelling more questions at the pair, which went unanswered.

Kara flew them up above the clouds, out of the view of prying eyes. Then she tilted her head down and kissed Lena, so softly as if Lena was something so fragile and precious to her. It was not enough for Lena, who deepened the kiss. Kara moaned softly, and lost some altitude in her distracted state. She tightened her grip on Lena, and pulled her face away to navigate them towards her apartment. Lena pouted at the loss, but contented herself with kissing Kara's neck.

Kara struggled to focus on flying with the attention Lena was paying to her. When she finally flew shakily into her open apartment window, she flew them straight onto the couch, and Lena shifted so she was across Kara's lap with her knees cradling the hero's hips.

Kara looked breathless, which Lena knew was impossible due to her alien physiology. 'Must be something else,' Lena thought devilishly. She threaded her fingers through Kara's hair, kissing her again. The blonde returned her affections, deepening their kiss. Her hands were on Lena's hips, drawing her closer.

Lena's tight dress rode up, and Kara's hands migrated to her exposed thighs. Lena sighed into the kiss, feeling Kara's shaking touch over her skin. 'Shaking?' she thought, taking stock of Kara's movements. She pulled back, looking at Kara inquisitively. She was breathing hard, eyes screwed shut, and trembling slightly. Lena frowned.

"Sweetie?" Lena asked, stroking her face. "Open your eyes." When she did so, Lena could see a myriad of emotions flowing through her. Desire, yes. But also uncertainty and, Lena thought, a little fear. "What's wrong?" she asked Kara.

"Nothing," Kara said, too quickly. Lena shook her head.

"It's not nothing, something isn't right. Talk to me?" She asked earnestly. Kara was still hesitant. "You can tell me anything, I promise," Lena reached for her hand and linked their fingers.

"It's just... I'm... I've never..." she trailed off, looking away from Lena. Lena used a finger to bring Kara's gaze back up to her face.

"Kara, are you trying to tell me that you've never been with a woman? Because I'd already assumed-"

"No, well, yes, that is true. But I haven't... with anyone." Kara bit her lip and looked at Lena, embarrassed.

Lena smiled. "That's nothing to be embarrassed about. Did you never meet the right person, or..?"

Kara sighed. "After I got to Earth, I had to learn to control my strength. I broke the nose of the first guy I kissed, and pretty much every guy after that."

"How many?" Lena asked, curious.

Kara but her lip. "Less than five."

"So, four? Exactly four?"

Kara groaned.

Lena looked at her with wide eyes. "Did they deserve it?"

Kara rolled her eyes. "No! I accidentally head butted them. They bled for hours."

Lena tried not to, but she laughed out loud. "Oh sweetie."

"After that, I didn't want to risk it. And anyway, dating is hard when you're hiding a secret identity."

"I can imagine," Lena said seriously. "But you don't have to keep any secrets from me."

"I know," Kara responded. "And I won't." She sat up, supporting Lena with a gentle hand on her back, and kissed her chastely. Lena wrapped her arms around Kara and hugged her.

"I promise we'll take it slow. We don't have to do anything you don't want to do, Kara."

"Wanting to... is not a problem," Kara whispered, resting her forehead on Lena's shoulder.

"Oh? Something you want to tell me, Miss Danvers?" Lena teased.

"Yes."

"And what might that be?" Lena asked her.

"That we need to get ready for our date," Kara quipped. "And if we stay here like this, we'll never actually have it." She moved Lena off her lap, setting her on the couch next to her and smoothing out her dress. Lena was disappointed about the loss of contact, but knew it was for the best given the circumstances. Kara Danvers was worth any amount of waiting, and Lena would give her anything she needed to feel comfortable.

Kara let Lena use her (much smaller and less ornate) shower first, while she found something casual for her to wear. Pulling out a long sleeve t-shirt and some black leggings, Kara set them on the bed. She debated jeans, but given Lena's generous curves, didn't think she'd find them as comfortable. Kara picked herself out a similar outfit, and tried incredibly hard not to think about Lena in the next room, naked and wet in her shower.

As soon as she'd decided not to think about it, her senses went into overdrive at the thought. She could smell her own body wash and shampoo, and hear Lena humming quietly as water cascaded over her. Kara had to turn her head to the windows, afraid that she would be unable to refrain from using her x-ray vision to catch a glimpse of her beautiful girlfriend.

'That would be incredibly pervy,' she grumbled to her subconscious, which didn't seem to care even a little. Instead, she busied herself cleaning up around her small apartment, which she was dismayed to admit she had left somewhat disheveled. She clicked on her stereo to distract herself from the sound of Lena in the next room, and some upbeat top 40 song filled the space. Kara felt much less nervous when she was singing, and that's just what she did. A little more enthusiastically than she had originally intended, truth be told, which might account for Lena's being able to sneak up on her as she washed dishes.

Lena had been surprised to see Kara dancing in place and singing her heart out. She was adorable, her girlfriend. Of course, she had a voice to match her angelic face. Alien perfection at work, Lena supposed with a wry smile.

"Sounds good babe," Lena called, from directly behind her. Kara spun around, her hand clutching her chest in surprise.

"Whoa, didn't hear you come in," Kara wheezed. Lena grinned, and sauntered over to her.

"I managed to get the drop on Supergirl? I must really be a Luthor."

"Ha ha," Kara said sarcastically, although it actually was a little funny. "Must just be because I'm so comfortable having you in my space."

"For the record, I like being in your space," Lena said. "And in your pants." She gestured to her newly acquired clothes.

"They look better on you than they ever have on me," Kara admitted. "Feel free to keep them."

"Speaking of pants, are you going to put some on? Or stay in that cute Supersuit all night?"

"You think it's cute, huh?" Kara retorted. Lena raised one eyebrow and nodded. "Good to know. Yes, just let me run through the shower quick? Make yourself at home, I'll be quick." She ran her fingertips over Lena's arm as she walked past her, raising goosebumps on her skin.

"Let me know if you need any help," Lena called.

"Showering?" Kara asked, peering around the door frame to look at her.

"Yes," Lena winked at her. Kara blushed scarlet, and mumbled something incoherent as the door shut behind her. Lena looked at the door in amusement for a few moments, then took up Kara's previous position at the sink, content to finish the task she had started while she waited for her girlfriend to get ready.

When Kara returned a few minutes later, Lena was humming along to the music and drying the dishes.

"You didn't need to do that!" Kara protested. Lena shrugged.

"I like to help." Lena replied simply. Kara shook her head and took the cloth from her hand, tossing it back to the counter and wrapping her arms around Lena, who hummed contentedly. They stayed like that for a few minutes, and when the music changed to something slow, Kara moved her hands to Lena's hips, and Lena's hands instantly moved to her shoulders, and they were dancing. In Kara's kitchen. To some inane song neither of them cared about.

It didn't matter though, in that moment they were exactly where they needed to be. Kara's nerves were melting as they swayed together. Lena's fingers were on the back of her neck, then playing idly with the hairs on the back of her neck. She shivered at the feeling, but it was far from unpleasant. She pulled Lena to her more securely, her hands sliding to the other woman's lower back.

Lena's lips were soft against her neck, kissing the spot just under her ear. The song had changed, but neither of them had noticed. Lena's kisses were migrating down the blonde's jaw, one hand on her cheek to guide their lips together. Kara's hands moved further down of their own volition, and suddenly Lena was aware of hands on her backside, lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around Kara, not breaking their kiss. She was sitting on the counter in an heartbeat, Kara still holding her securely.

Lena deepened their kiss, her tongue swiping across the hero's lips, and she granted her access eagerly. Kara's hand inched its way under Lena's shirt, feeling the CEO's over heated skin.

"Off," Kara whispered against Lena's lips. She tugged at the shirt gently. Lena nodded.

"Off... is good." The shirt moved upwards slowly, then Kara seemed to regain her senses.

"Wait. Date. We have a date," Kara mumbled, resting her forehead against Lena's.

"Mmm hmm. This is a good date," Lena replied, dazed slightly.

"This is not the date, I can do better than this," Kara said surely.

"I thought this was pretty spectacular," Lena admitted. She used her legs to pull Kara to her again and kissed her deeply once more, before she let the hero off the hook.

"So... Chemistry. Not a problem it would seem," Kara gasped out, brushing an errant hair out of her face. "Keeping my hands off of you seems to be more problematic."

Lena laughed, adjusting her shirt where Kara's hands had pushed it up. "I wasn't worried about that at all. That was hot. Sometime in the future, I'm going to let you do that again, without clothes in our way."

Kara blushed, an reached up to adjust her glasses, which she had forgotten she wasn't actually wearing. Instead, she crossed her arms over her chest and gave Lena a shy smile. Lena's answering glance was radiant as she hopped down off the counter.

"I believe someone promised me a date?"

Kara grew excited again. This she was ready for.

"One thing, before we go?" Kara asked her. Lena nodded.

"Of course."

"I just want to check the early edition news," Kara admitted. "See how the press is spinning it."

"Oh god yes," Lena said. "I've been dying to find out. Do we have time to watch it?"

"We aren't on a schedule. We can make time for it." She flopped down on the couch, leaving room for Lena to sit next to her as she flipped on the TV. It was already tuned to the local station, and they didn't have to wait long before a replay of the press conference came on. The headline underneath read "Supergirl's Kryptonite?"

"You look amazing, as usual," Kara grumbled. "Meanwhile, my hair is frizzed." Lena shushed her, as the news anchors came back on with commentary. Guest commentators were chiming in with their perspectives.

"Supergirl is supposed to be a role model for young girls, now she's decided to become this gay figurehead? Where are the morals she supposedly stands for now?" A conservative perspective to sure. As Lena had expected. But the rebuttal is what caught Lena's attention.

"Lena Luthor has proven time and time again that she is a friend to Supergirl and to this city. If this is what makes them happy, then what is the issue? Certainly won't be the first time an unlikely couple got together. I think it could make for a stronger National City."

"Ha!" Lena said. "That's it. A positive spin. That's what we were hoping for!"

"But the last guy said I had no morals," Kara complained. "How is that positive?"

"Sweetie, we were never going to win over the old, white conservative men." Lena soothed. Kara crossed her arms and pouted slightly.

"I just want everyone to love me, is that so much to ask?" the blonde whined.

"If you're holding out for universal popularity, you'll be waiting a long time," Lena predicted. "But I'll always be your biggest fan."

Kara's answering smile was radiant. "Shall we go, Miss Luthor?" She held out a hand and Lena took it happily. "Just so you know," Kara warned her. "We are flying there."

"As long as I'm with you, I'll go anywhere," Lena promised. And then she was in Kara's arms, and they were passing through the window and onto their next adventure.