Trust – Chapter 4
Pairing: SuperCorp and AgentReign
Rating: M
A/N: Ok, I wasn't sure if this would get smutty or not, but it definitely took on a life of its own. If this is not your thing, I apologize, but it's only getting dirtier from here :: shrugs:: Also, not sure how it happened, but AgentReign snuck up on me and worked its way in!
Kara flew her to the last place she expected: the side of a mountain. She shot the hero a questioning look, coupled with some confusion for good measure, but Kara just shook her head and shrugged, which was an impressive feat while she was carrying Lena and navigating them through the air at the same time.
She landed on a small outcropping, and Lena noticed a few things. First, this was very secluded. She guessed the only access to this location would be through the air. The second was the view. Once Kara set her down and she regained her feet, she looked back the way they came. National City was a ways in the distance, and the view was outstanding.
"Oh, babe," Lena said, touching her arm. "It's gorgeous."
"I thought you'd like it," Kara said, pleased. "It's the most intimate date I could think up. No prying eyes, just you and me. Oh, and this picnic dinner." Lena turned to her to see a basket and blanket neatly set up away from the edge.
"A romantic picnic with a great view? Knocking it out of the park right off the bat."
Kara smiled and took her hand, leading her to the blanket and pulling her down.
"I'm glad you approve, now let me woo you with food." Lena laughed at her excitement, and in the fading light of the evening, they shared dinner, wine, and more than a few small kisses.
Lena wasn't sure she'd ever had such an inexpensive, yet perfect date in her life. She had already known Kara was charming, but this showed a thoughtfulness no one had ever put into a date with her. Most men she went out with threw money around, taking her to red carpet events, and fancy restaurants. She ended up uncomfortable, dealing with paparazzi and wishing she'd just stayed home.
But Kara had gone out of her way to find a private place, pick out her favorite foods and wine, and focused completely on her. She'd packed the basket back up after feeding Lena bites of Noonan's tiramisu, until she couldn't possibly eat another bite. Now they were snuggled up, laying out on the blanket, enjoying the stars just beginning to peek out in the darkening sky.
Kara pointed out constellations to her, naming the stars, both the Earth and Kryptonian names for them. Lena told her about the ones she and Lex used to make up.
"We called that one the sheep. See how it looks puffy? Like a cloud almost."
"Mmm hmm, that's the Arcturis system. It's a binary star system, and on Revonisaian which orbits it, they have the most amazing waterfalls. My parents took me there once when I was young."
Lena smiled. She loved when Kara talked about her home world. She worried at first, that bringing it up would sadden Kara, but the blonde would light up at the chance to tell Lena about Krypton.
"Where is Rao?" Lena asked. Kara looked over at her. "I got that right, right? Rao is Krypton's star." Kara nodded.
"Rao is more than just the star that Krypton orbited. Rao gave us life, and Rao is our deity, the central figure of Kryptonian religion and mythology."
"I didn't know that," Lena said, surprised. "I've heard you use the term, so I looked it up in Lex's Kryptonian research."
"What else did you find?" Kara asked interestedly. Lena shrugged.
"Not much. Lex was always so focused on Superman's weaknesses and powers. So I now know a lot about heat vision and lead lining."
"Ah, lead lining. Excellent for hiding things from a Kryptonian. Can't see through it, but it stands out like a sore thumb when you look at it with the x-ray vision, so I'd also know you were hiding something from me. Double edged sword there." Kara warned her.
Lena turned her head to look at her. "Been using that x-ray vision a lot?" Kara blushed. Lena gasped. "You have!"
"No!" Kara argued. "I didn't! I may have had to stop myself from using it when you were naked in my shower," she admitted. "But I swear I didn't!"
Lena rolled on to her side to look at Kara and bit her lip. "If I had x-ray vision, I would have already looked at you," she admitted. "So if you ever get the urge, feel free." she whispered the last few words, moving closer to Kara and touching her cheek softly. Kara's eyes closed and she groaned quietly.
"I'd rather wait, and see you without the wall in the way. Preferably in my bed," Kara admitted, opening her eyes to see Lena bite her lip, clearly turned on.
"Anytime," Lena said. "I've wanted you so long. I'm ready, whenever you are."
"Soon." Kara replied. "Very soon. I just want to be sure that I won't accidentally hurt you."
"I trust you," Lena told her. "I know you'd never hurt me intentionally."
"Yes, but I could do it without meaning to. All it would take is just losing control, just for an instant. And... I think you could make me lose control," Kara blushed. Lena smiled at her wickedly.
"I'd like to drive you wild enough to make you lose control."
"My point exactly." Kara laughed. "That's what I'm afraid of."
"Nothing else? Just that?" Lena prodded.
"Just that," Kara confirmed. "I'd like nothing more than to be with you.. in that way. I do want you, so badly."
Lena pressed up against her, hands nestled in long blonde hair, and her lips were against Kara's cheek, moving along her jaw, kissing her closed eye lids, and finally brushing her perfect bowed lips.
"I want you too," Lena admitted. "So, so badly." And then they were kissing. Passionately. As roughly as Kara felt comfortable with. Because as turned on as she was in that moment, she had to hold herself back to keep the woman she knew she loved safe.
And Kara knew it was love. She guessed she knew it from the first time she saved Lena Luthor's life all those months ago. She knew it in the way Lena felt in her arms, and she especially knew it when she kissed the amazing woman in her arms.
Lena was gasping for breath, but didn't want to stop kissing Kara. Reluctantly, she had to. Resting her forehead against the hero's, she could feel the increased rhythm of Kara's heart, matching the wild thrumming of her own.
"Damn that Kryptonian self-control," she muttered. Kara gave a low chuckle.
"There's only a shred of it left, I promise you."
"Give it up, and I swear you can have me right here," Lena promised. Kara whimpered at the thought.
"Our first time will not be on a blanket on the hard ground. You deserve better than that," Kara groused.
"What if I don't care?" Lena countered. "Maybe I'm the adventurous type." Her fingers crept up Kara's shirt, making the blonde's breath catch.
"Plus, it's too cold out here for you; you're already shivering," Kara pointed out.
"That's not from the cold," Lena argued. "That's from your touch."
"Your chest says otherwise," Kara said, blushing, looking down.
Lena raised one eyebrow. "Also not from the cold." she smiled wickedly.
"I think it's about time I take you home, before you wear me down and I end up running out of reasons to say no."
Lena grinned. "I am a fierce negotiator."
"Mmm hmm," Kara intoned. "Come on, stud." She stood, reaching down to help Lena up. The CEO was disappointed, but she tried not to let it show. She'd have plenty of chances for more dates with this amazing woman, and she was being completely honest when she said Kara was worth the wait. She just needed some way to show the hero that she wouldn't hurt her. She let Kara pick her up, insisting on carrying the basket so Kara could have both hands free to hold her. That was not a hardship, she thought, since any time Kara's hands were on her she was a happy girl.
It wasn't a long trip back, but Kara slowed down anyway, just to have more time with Lena. There was more of a closeness than they'd had before; a new understanding about what they both wanted.
When Kara touched down on her balcony, she could tell Lena was feeling the same.
"It's still early; do you want to come in for a drink?" she asked. It was a low pressure invitation, and Kara appreciated it. Still, she was hesitant. Lena picked up on it right away. "Just a drink, I promise." She held up her little finger. "Pinky swear?"
Kara laughed, and joined their pinkies. "Don't go making promises you can't keep, Miss Luthor. I don't take a pinky swear lightly."
Lena laughed. "I promise to try, anyway."
"That sounds more accurate. I'd love to come in. How about a cup of tea, instead though?"
"I can do that," Lena smiled. "Or hot chocolate if you'd prefer."
"So you do know me well!"
Lena busied herself in the kitchen, while Kara leaned against the counter watching her. Lena was radiant, humming slightly while she heated some milk in a pan.
"From scratch?" Kara asked her, excited.
"There is no other way to make good hot cocoa. Instant packets aren't good enough for you. Only the best for my girlfriend." Lena brandished her whisk to make her point, and Kara wrapped her arms around her from behind, kissing her neck. Lena leaned back into her.
"I like the way you say that."
"Say what?" Lena asked.
"Your girlfriend. I like being your girlfriend."
They stayed like that for a while, swaying slightly, and waiting for the milk to heat. While Lena was mixing in the cocoa and sugar, she spoke.
"So this date was definitely a success. Can we try another? Next Saturday?"
"Mmm, yes," Kara said. "What did you have in mind?"
"L-Corp is hosting a gala. For the annual Women's Convention.. I was hoping you could be my date?" Lena asked expectantly.
"I would love to," Kara smiled at her.
"This year's theme is women in science. I'm giving the opening remarks, and they are inviting some local schools, trying to get more young girls interested in science. Should be a fun time."
"Hey, you don't have to sell me on it. I'm all for seeing you in a gorgeous dress and getting to dance with you." Kara held her hands up.
Lena laughed, and Kara wasn't sure she'd ever heard something more beautiful in her life than Lena's mirth.
"Well, it's Friday night, and it's still early. Wanna snuggle on the couch and watch a movie?" Lena offered. Kara nodded eagerly.
"What movie?" She asked.
Lena shrugged. "Whatever you want."
"You may regret that," Kara warned.
"I can take anything you can dish out. Bring it on," Lena narrowed her eyes.
"Twilight it is!"
Lena groaned, rolling her eyes. "I should have guessed."
Kara was gleeful, practically running to the couch and sitting cross legged and looking at Lena expectantly. She patted the spot next to her, motioning Lena to join her, which she did, looking pained. Kara pursed her lips at Lena's expression. "Stop being dramatic," the hero told her, wrapping her in a hug. "It's a good movie!"
In truth, Lena could care less what was on the TV, all she really cared about was being in Kara's arms. "Fine, I'll give it a chance," Lena sighed.
"Thank you," Kara whispered, holding her more tightly in her arms as the movie started.
"But I want a kiss for being so accommodating," Lena requested. Kara instantly granted her wish, one hand supporting the back of her neck, and drawing her slowly in. Kara leaned back onto the arm of the chair, bringing Lena with her until they were horizontal on the couch with the CEO on top. Lena didn't hesitate to kiss Kara, any shyness that she might have had completely gone after their perfect date. She didn't push it too far, pulling back with a gentle look, and laying her head on Kara's chest to watch the movie.
Kara made a contented noise, and she ran her fingers through Lena's hair, rubbing her back, and generally enjoying their easy closeness. Lena's eyes fluttered shut at her caress, and she didn't open them again, sparkly vampires be damned.
"Lena?" Kara whispered, her breath tickling the CEO's ear.
"Mmm?" Lena mumbled sleepily, opening one eye.
"You missed the movie. You fell asleep."
"Oh, damn. I'm sorry," she said, not really meaning it. Kara shook her head.
"C'mon beautiful. Let me tuck you into bed."
"I like the sound of that, but only if you are staying with me."
Kara hesitated.
"No funny business. I promise," Lena held up her hand in a mock girl scout salute.
"I'm not worried about you," Kara admitted. "I'm having an increasingly difficult time keeping my hands off you."
"What about a compromise?" Lena suggested. Kara was leery, narrowing her eyes.
"What did you have in mind, Miss Luthor?"
"Heavy making out, up to and including third base."
Kara rolled her eyes. "Second base if you're lucky."
"Ok, I counter with clothing optional." The hard-nosed negotiator in her coming out to play.
"Clothing optional, nothing below the waist. Final offer." Kara said sternly, then broke out in a fit of giggles.
"Offer accepted. Should we sign a contract or something?" Lena suggested.
"Seal it with a kiss, and it's a done deal," Kara remarked. Lena acquiesced, and then squealed when Kara picked her up bridal style and carried her into the bedroom, still kissing her. Lena wiggled in her arms, trying to get closer, but Kara held her steady, setting her so gently on the center of the bed that she was almost insulted.
"I'm not made of glass, you know," Lena said. "You don't have to worry so much."
"To me, you are though. I could break you more easily than that, so I have to keep focused, and take my time. That's how I'll keep you safe. From me." Kara said sadly. Lena touched her cheek.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think."
"It's ok, I just hope you won't get impatient with me while I'm finding my way."
"Never," Lena said seriously. "I promise. As long as you'll put up with me sometimes making thoughtless comments."
"You are one of the most important parts of my life," Kara said. "I could forgive you for anything."
Lena didn't think they needed any more words. She ran her fingers across Kara's cheek, and lips. The blonde caught her hand and kissed her palm. Kara laid next to her, careful not to rest any of her weight on Lena, but Lena didn't want the distance separating them, so she molded herself carefully against Kara, feeling the warmth of their bodies pressed so tightly together.
Kara sighed, wrapping her arms once more around Lena, and kissing the column of her neck. Lena shifted to give her more room, moaning at the feeling. Kara's hands were at the small of her back, working their way under the shirt, and continuing her massage from earlier without the barrier.
"Mmm, yes," Lena stuttered out. Kara smiled against her skin, loving how responsive she was. She was careful to keep her touches light, almost teasing, and Lena wanted more of it. She bit Kara's lower lip, a bit harder than she originally intended, but the hero either didn't notice, or didn't care, because it spurred her on to deepen their kiss.
After a few moments, Kara started to lean back, away from Lena, but Lena wouldn't let her go so easily, rolling with her so she was on top of the blonde. Her dark hair fell, covering Kara's face, and shutting out the rest of the world, until the only thing they could see was each other.
Kara smiled then, searching Lena's eyes, and seeing reflected back all the feelings she had. Lena reached a hand up to touch Kara's cheek, and Kara pushed her hair back. Her nervousness faded at the tender look, and she cupped the back of Lena's neck, and drew her in eagerly.
Lena was only too happy to give in to whatever Kara wanted, so when Kara's hands found her way under Lena's shirt once again, she leaned back just far enough to pull it off impatiently.
"Better?" she asked, sitting up and giving Kara a nice view of her bra-clad torso. Kara struggled to maintain eye contact, and Lena smirked. "You can look, you know. I wouldn't have taken it off if I didn't want you to." Only then did Kara allow her gaze to travel downwards, taking in Lena's flawless porcelain skin. She couldn't stop her fingers from taking the same path her eyes did, feeling gently along Lena's rib cage, and wrapping around to grip her hips.
Kara wanted nothing more than to kiss Lena's newly exposed skin, and she decided not to deny herself that pleasure in the moment. She sat up, keeping Lena supported in her lap, and her lips were on the CEO's collarbone, and kissing downwards across to the exposed swell of Lena's breast.
Lena couldn't help the shudder or the moan that escaped her at the feeling. Kara wasn't holding back as much as usual, although she was still keeping her touches soft, and she relished the hero's new-found confidence. Kara's kiss worked its way back up, colliding gently with Lena's lips, and the dark haired beauty wrapped her arms around Kara's shoulders to hold her in place.
Lena dug her fingers into Kara's shoulder blades, feeling the muscles hidden beneath her shirt. She gave in to the temptation to feel along every inch she could, down Kara's spine, to her lower back. There she paused, one finger just brushing across the sliver of skin exposed when Kara had sat up.
"I believe you said clothing was optional," Kara reminded her.
"So I did," Lena admitted. She pulled on the hem of Kara's shirt, and the blonde raised her arms to help Lena take it off her.
Lena had not prepared herself for the spike of arousal she felt as soon as Kara's well defined abs came into view. Although she was wearing a rather plain sports bra, the sight of her was still breathtaking to Lena. She only had a second to take it in before Kara was pressed against her, nuzzling her chest, and kissing against the thin fabric which was their only barrier.
Lena's breath caught in her throat, and she held Kara to her tightly. She could feel her pulse, rapidly increasing, and Kara felt it instantly.
"Lena?" She asked, pulling back. "Are you ok?" She rested her hand lightly on top of Lena's chest, above her racing heart.
"God yes," Lena choked out, her head falling to the crook of Kara's neck. "I'm amazing." Kara smiled, pleased and mollified by her answer.
"You're shaking, and your heart is beating so fast," Kara said, cradling her head.
"Yours would be too if you were human," Lena teased. "That's what you do to me."
"I promise you that this is affecting me just as much. I've never been this turned on," she admitted with a light blush blooming on her cheeks. "I want..." she trailed off.
"What do you want, sweetie?" Lena pressed.
"More," Kara whispered shyly. "I don't want to stop."
"We don't have to," Lena whispered back. "Not yet at least. As long as we stick to our agreement."
"I'm having trouble remembering it at the moment," Kara responded.
"Well let me remind you. Nothing south of here." She ran a finger across Kara's waist band. "And clothing optional. And I think I will opt out." With that, she reached behind her, unclipped her bra, and shrugged out of it. Kara's jaw fell the same time Lena's garment did, dropped carelessly off the side of the bed.
"Kara?" Lena asked her, after several minutes of stunned silence from the blonde. "Is it too much? Should I put my shirt back on?" She asked, only half kidding.
"Rao no!" Kara said quickly. "You're beautiful. Breathtaking. Stunning. I'm out of adjectives. Sorry, I'm understandably distracted." The blonde's eyes still raked over her exposed chest. Lena wasn't used to this level of admiration, and she had to resist the urge to cover herself up.
Kara tentatively ran her thumbs over Lena's exposed breasts, getting a breathy moan from Lena. She kept her touch light, but Lena had other ideas. She took Kara's hands in her own, and pressed them were she wanted Kara's touch most.
"Rao," Kara whispered at the feeling of Lena's pebbled nipples against her palms. Lena's sharp intake of breath and writhing led Kara to run her thumbs more directly over them.
"Yes," Lena whispered. Kara kept up her ministrations, enjoying the play of emotions over Lena's face. After a few minutes, Lena slowed her. "Too sensitive," She whispered, her face flush and chest heaving. Kara sat up as she recovered. She kissed Lena, and moved the CEO's hand to the band of her bra.
"Off," Kara said, and Lena looked at her seriously.
"Are you sure? Because just because I-" Kara cut her off.
"I want to. I want everything with you." Lena held eye contact for a few more seconds, seeing the truth and ultimate trust in Kara's eyes. And then she nodded, reaching for Kara's sports bra and shimmying it off over her head. Kara held her gaze, eyes shining. By some unspoken mutual thought, they were hugging each other tightly, their bare chests pressed together, Lena sighing at the perfect feeling.
They stayed just like that for a long time. Kara was certain she hadn't felt this connected to someone since Krypton exploded and she lost her whole family. Lena made her feel safe, and warm and welcome all at once. It must have been the dark haired beauty's superpower. Kara leaned back slightly to look down at the woman she knew, unequivocally, she was in love with. Not that she was ready to make those kind of pronouncements. She let her hands run up and down the length of Lena's bare back, feeling the silky smoothness. Lena shivered.
"Cold?" Kara asked with a smile, knowing the answer already. Lena didn't respond, just lifted one eyebrow, mirroring the expression Kara was wearing.
"Relax, and let me take care of you?" Lena asked her. Kara nodded, biting her lip and letting out the breath she had been holding. She finally let herself be pushed back, laying flat on the bed with Lena above her. Lena's lips resumed their previous location, Kara's shoulder, and continued on their intended journey down her chest. Kara's breath caught again, and Lena paused until Kara's muscles loosened once again.
She was drawing close to her ultimate goal, going slowly and giving Kara plenty of time to adjust, or change her mind. When no objections made themselves known, her mouth finally grazed across the top swell of Kara's breast. Kara's hand gripped the edge of the mattress hard, and when Lena made contact with her stiffened nipple, Kara's hand ripped right through it as she cried out.
"Oh damn, I broke your bed," Kara cried, mortified. She made to sit up and assess the damage, but Lena put one hand on her shoulder, willing her to relax.
"Who cares? I'm rich, I'll buy a new one. Now where was I?" She asked. "Oh yeah, right about here..." Her tongue flicked out and wrapped around the nub, and Kara could no longer focus on the ruined bed.
Lena smirked when she heard the noises that Kara was making involuntarily. Without warning, she switched to give the hero's other breast the same treatment, her fingers taking over. With the dual stimulation Kara was feeling, her hips were gyrating uncontrollably. Lena was feeling pretty good about herself, and then she looked up at Kara' face, and realized that something was not right.
Kara's face was flushed; she looked almost pained, and Lena was angry with herself for not noticing how worked up Kara was getting. In fact, she had realized it, but caught up in her own lust, had not given enough thought to Kara's needs and limitations. She needed to make this right.
"Baby," she whispered, her forehead pressed against Kara's. "I'm right here. I've got you."
"Rao, Lena, this is... a new feeling." She shifted uncomfortably, and Lena felt the guilt resurface.
"I know. I shouldn't have kept going."
"It's not your fault. I wanted you to," Kara responded. "I liked it. I liked it a little too much."
"Have you ever... taken care of yourself?" Lena asked her. Kara blanched.
"Lena!" she gasped. "That's... very personal."
"I know it is, but I can feel how worked up you are, and even though it can't be me doing it, there's no way you are going to be able to sleep without some relief."
"I'm not sure I can, you know, with an audience." If the lights had been on, Lena felt sure Kara would be the color of a tomato at their conversation. For an all powerful alien, the girl certainly blushed a lot.
"I'm not an audience, I'm the woman who cares about you, and wants you to feel good."
Kara hesitated, clearly considering it, but still on the edge of a decision. "Will you... too?" She asked finally. Lena nodded.
"If that's what you want."
"What about what you want?" Kara asked seriously. Lena reached for Kara's hand, kissed it gently, and guided it to the hero's waistband.
"I want it to be me," Lena admitted, touching Kara's fingers still. "I want this to be my hand, but it can't be yet, so instead I want to be right here holding you, and having you imagine that it is. I want to make you come undone." Kara moaned, quietly, but Lena was close enough to catch it. Lena felt the movement as Kara's hand slipped under her pants.
"Lena," Kara stuttered out. "Lena, I'm so..."
"I know baby, I'm right here with you. I feel it."
"I want you to... come with me." Lena could tell it was hard for the shy woman to say that out loud, and she gave Kara exactly what she'd asked for. Her own hand slid under her waistband, and she gasped at the evidence of her own arousal.
"Kara," she whispered. "You feel so good."
The blonde shuddered against her, and Lena could feel her hand speeding up. Lena re-doubled her own efforts.
"Lena, I want this to be you, touching me." Kara groaned. The CEO kissed her roughly.
"It will be. Soon. For now, pretend it is me. I'm right here, I'm touching you. You're so wet for me."
"Fuck, yes, I am," Kara responded instantly. Lena was surprised and even more turned on by her word choice. She was sure this was the first time she has heard Kara say something like that. "Lena, I'm so close."
Lena focused on her face. Slightly pinched, biting her lip; she wouldn't last much longer. Lena's own release was close, but she paid it less attention than she did to the woman in her arms. In that moment, her only concern was Kara.
"Baby, let go. I've got you. I'm with you." Lena said. Kara's eyes were screwed shut. She groaned loudly, and her entire body stiffened, and Lena knew she was in the throes of her release. Lena followed just after, with only a quiet moan escaping her lips.
When Kara finally came back to awareness, she was met with Lena's bright green eyes, looking at her nervously. Kara wasn't sure why; she felt amazing and she had Lena to thank for it.
"What's wrong?" she asked the other woman. "You look..." she trailed off.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have put you in that situation."
"Lena," Kara interrupted. "Feel free to put me in that 'situation' any time." She leaned forward and kissed Lena lightly, not wanting to build their passion back up, rather let it ebb.
"Yeah?" Lena asked, still uncertain. Kara nodded.
"Yes. That was perfect. For now."
"For now?" Lena asked her.
"For now." Kara confirmed. "Until I can really touch you, and really feel you."
Lena smiled at her then, imagining just that. Kara touched her cheek, bringing her back to the present. "I've never seen you like this," Lena said, gesturing to Kara's ruined hair, and light sheen of sweat. "I actually didn't know you could sweat," she teased the blonde.
"Hey! I might not be human, but a workout is still a workout." She grinned at Lena, who beamed back at her.
"Also, I've never heard you swear before." Lena pointed out.
"Oh yeah, I'm sorry about that," Kara said.
"I'm not. It was hot." Lena admitted.
"You think everything I do is hot," Kara accused her. Lena shrugged.
"Pretty much."
Kara stifled a yawn, covering her mouth. Lena brushed a stray hair back from her face.
"You're exhausted, and I could use some sleep myself. Why don't we pick this conversation up in the morning?" She suggested. Kara nodded sleepily. She let herself relax into Lena's arms, resting her head against the CEO's chest. Lena's fingers ran through her hair, coaxing her into a pleasant rest.
The week flew by, literally for Kara who was kept busy by a steady stream of crime in National City. A bank robbery, four fires, and an assortment of attempted muggings. It seemed like every time she had a free minute from her actual work, her second job kept her away from where she'd actually like to be. With her girlfriend.
Kara hadn't seen her since Tuesday morning. She was out helping the fire department at a early morning gas leak, and once everyone was safe, she thought she'd make a quick run to her favorite coffee shop. She had one she frequented fairly often, because they never gave her a hard time if she had to pop in quick, and they let her pay when she could. She hardly ever carried cash in her suit. But that morning, she'd remembered to slip a $20 in her boot, and she could go for some caffeine. Landing lightly in front of the place, she strode in, waiting patiently in the short line.
Her favorite barista, Morgan, caught sight of her and waved.
"The usual, Supergirl?" she called over with a smile.
"You bet! Thanks," Kara appreciated her always remembering her complicated drink order, which, truth be told, was more flavoring and sugar than actual coffee. When she got to the counter, Morgan handed her two cups. When Kara's eyebrow raised, Morgan leaned in.
"Lena hasn't picked up her usual yet this morning, I thought maybe you'd like to bring it to her instead." Morgan suggested. "Nonfat latte."
"Can you add a scone? She probably hasn't eaten either." Kara whispered conspiratorially. Morgan beamed and grabbed two from the case.
"Second one on the house so you can have breakfast with her. Nice catch there, by the way." She passed the bag over with a wink, Kara retrieved her money and told Morgan to keep the change. When she tried to protest, Kara shook her head.
"You earned it. And thanks, I am a seriously lucky girl." With a wave, she was out the door, and in the air, on her way to L-Corp, where she could hear Lena's heartbeat. She'd been working at both companies, helping Sam get into all the projects L-Corp had going. Instead of landing on the balcony, Kara made a point to take the elevator up, not wanting to interrupt Lena's work if she was too busy. This led to some stilted conversation with the car's two other occupants. Kara rarely interacted with people who weren't her inner circle while in the suit, so it was especially awkward. Finally, she reached the top floor, the others exiting before they reached her destination.
Lena's assistant gave her a nod, and waved her on. "She's meeting with Ms. Arias, but you are welcome to go right in."
"Are you sure?" Kara asked hesitantly. "I don't want to disturb her if she's busy."
"I'm under strict orders to allow you in immediately any time, Supergirl."
"Oh, well, ok then," Kara replied. She gave a hesitant knock, and let herself in.
Lena lit up when she saw Supergirl entering her office. Sam, noticing Lena's adoring expression, turned around to see the cause.
"Hi, I'm sorry to interrupt," Kara apologized.
"You never have to be sorry for that. I always want to see you." Sam turned back to Lena at that speech and shot her a pointed look. Lena wanted to kick her under the desk, but knew Kara would see it.
"I brought you breakfast. But since you are busy, I will leave this for you and see you later?" She crossed the room quickly, leaving the bag on the edge of the desk.
"No need to rush off," Sam said, standing. "You two enjoy your coffee. I needed a break anyway."
"Supergirl, this is my oldest friend, Sam Arias." Lena introduced them.
"It's lovely to meet you, Ms. Arias," Kara said politely, reaching out her hand.
"Sam, please," she requested shaking Supergirl's hand. "I'm sure we'll see a lot of each other, given Lena's far too small social circle."
"Was that necessary?" Lena asked her, in mock hurt.
"No, but it was funny," Sam pointed out. "Anyway, have a nice breakfast. Supergirl, I'll see you Saturday at the Gala I hear."
"Oh you're going too? I'll know at least two people, then. Three, if my government handler insists on making an appearance." Kara made a face.
"Is your agent hot?" Sam asked. Kara hesitated. Could she call her sister hot? Was it worse to say she wasn't?
"I mean, yeah I guess, if you are into that sort of thing. Tall, dark, gorgeous."
"I am. And I need a date. Set it up?" Sam asked her with pleading eyes.
Kara bit her lip. Alex was just saying she needed to get back into dating.
"Ok, but my handler is-" Sam cut her off.
"Don't tell me! I'll work with it. I want to be surprised. I haven't been on a blind date in ages. See you guys later, and thanks Supergirl!" She hurried out as Kara tried to call after her.
"Who's your handler?" Lena asked, taking a sip of her coffee and sighing. It was perfect.
"Alex," Kara laughed. "I tried to tell her."
Lena shrugged. Alex would be right up Sam's alley.
They only got a few minutes to spend together, but it was nice, and exactly what Lena had needed to get through the rest of the week. When they heard sirens in the distance, she shooed Kara off with a kiss and a promise to see each other at least once more before the Gala.
Lena had buried herself in work after their conversation. Not a new prospect for her, but necessary. She was taking the entire weekend off, unheard of for her, and she was cramming as much in as possible. The Gala was Saturday night, and she wanted to be free to spend as much time as possible with Kara. Just the thought of her brought a smile to Lena's face.
As it happened, Kara didn't have anything to wear, and she needed to let Alex know about her impromptu date, so on Thursday they both took the afternoon, and raided Alex's closet. Yes, anything she found in there would likely be tight on her, since she was considerably more well-endowed than Alex, but Kara didn't think that would be a bad thing. Alex was berating her as she cycled through her wardrobe.
"I mean honestly, why would you set me up on a blind date? I mean, this woman doesn't even know what she's getting into."
"Are you just nervous because you don't know what you're getting into?" Kara asked pointedly, holding up a deep red short dress and then putting back almost as quickly. She wanted something longer.
"That's part of it, I haven't had the best luck you know."
"You haven't had any luck, because you aren't getting out there." Kara argued with her. She picked out a patterned longer dress, but shook her head. Not as classy as she was hoping for.
"Has it occurred to you that I'm not ready to get out there?"
"Yes, and then I realized that you are a scaredy-cat, and obviously you need a wingwoman." She found a perfect black dress, but Alex snatched it out of her hands.
"If I'm going, that's what I'm wearing. It's the only dress I have that can hide cuffs and a gun."
Kara rolled her eyes and looked at it. "Where do you hide a gun on that thing?"
"Wouldn't you like to know," Alex shot back.
"Erm, probably not." She kept looking, nearing the end of the closet. "It's one night, Alex. And you wanted to go anyway to keep an eye on me or whatever. This way you'll have a legitimate invitation with the beautiful acting CEO of L-Corp."
"I hate blind dates." Alex said, crossing her arms.
Kara grabbed her phone from her pocket, googling Sam and bringing up a picture. "Here. Now it isn't blind." She tossed it to Alex.
"This is the woman?" Alex asked her. Kara nodded absentmindedly, finding something, and tugging it out.
"Oh. My. God. This is the one," Kara exclaimed.
"Tell me about it," Alex muttered. "This girl is seriously hot. Is she actually this cute, or is it just this picture? You've seen her right?"
"No, the dress!" Kara gave her a look. Alex looked up at her.
"Yeah, try it on." Kara did, throwing off her shirt and sweatpants, and wiggling her way into it. It was tight, but she thought she could still pull it off.
"Perfect!" Kara proclaimed. "And yes, she is really attractive in person too. I mean, she's no Lena Luthor, but still cute."
"And she's single?" Alex was muttering. "Damn, I wonder why. And barf about your 'lovestruck by Lena' comment."
"Ok, stop researching. It's a blind date. Or semi-blind, anyway. Leave something to talk about with her." Kara took her phone back with a scowl. "And be nice. This is Lena's best friend."
"Oh, so this is a double date?" Alex asked.
Kara shrugged. "I mean, they both have to be there, they are friends, so kinda?"
"We need heels to match these dresses," was Alex's only retort, and Kara knew she was hooked.
"So you'll go?"
"Uh yeah, if we find good shoes."
"So let's go!" Kara changed back, and they set out.
As it turned out, Lena and Kara's schedules did not mesh until Saturday, so they didn't get a chance to see each other prior to the gala. Kara was feeling a bit nervous as she put the finishing touches on her outfit. Alex had spoken to her only an hour before, and assuaged her nerves, but they were back in full force. She was nearly out of time for fretting. She'd left herself just enough time to fly over to the event. Lena and Sam were taking Lena's car service over, and Alex said she would meet Kara there.
She adjusted her dress one final time, and floated out the window, taking it slow so as not to ruin her hair. The night was calm and clear, perfect for flight, and even better for seeing the woman of her dreams. Her smile was wide when she reached the event, touching down just as a valet was opening Lena's car door. He helped Sam out, and Kara tapped him on the shoulder, motioning for him to step away so she could take his place. When Lena held her hand out, she was surprised to find Kara instead of her driver.
"Aren't you a sight for sore eyes," she whispered. Kara smiled at her, helping her out of the car and steadying her as she straightened up.
"I missed you too," Kara said quietly. She did not release Lena's hand, even after she was situated. Instead, she lifted it, and kissed it gently, not breaking eye contact with Lena.
Sam 'awwed' in the background, but Lena paid her no mind. The press photographers were eating it up, taking shot after shot of the adorable exchange. Lena looked her over appreciatively. Kara's dress was deep green, long, with a slit up the side that Lena longed to touch. The collar was high, giving it a more conservative look, appropriate for the evening. Lena was sure to be envied tonight, on this beauty's arm. Unable to resist, she leaned in and softly kissed her girlfriend's cheek.
"Did you bring my date?" Sam asked, looking around. Kara started to answer, but the roaring of Alex's motorcycle would have drowned out her reply as she sped up to the front, parking in the space just vacated by Lena's driver.
"Your date," Kara gestured, watching Sam's eyes light up.
She kicked the stand out, a remarkable feat since she was wearing heels. The helmet came off, and Alex's short hair shook out and back to perfection with one smooth flick. When she stood, sliding off the seat easily with a practiced motion. Her long dress had ridden up from straddling the bike, and she ran a hand down to straighten it. She handed off the helmet to the waiting valet, and confidently walked towards the trio.
"Goddamn, Supergirl, I owe you one." Sam whispered, looking Alex up and down. Lena laughed.
"Hi," Alex said when she reached them. "You must be Sam Arias?"
"And you are Supergirl's handler. How do you get a job like that?" Sam asked her, taking Alex's offered arm.
"By being the best," Alex smirked. "Which must be how you became L-Corp acting CEO."
"How else?" Sam said simply, raising an eyebrow at Alex. She glanced behind them, and Kara could make out her mouthing "thank you" continuously.
Lena was glad they were hitting it off so far. That would make it easier for she and Kara to get some time alone together, without carrying the burden of their friends' evening.
Supergirl and Lena followed behind them, giving bright smiles to the paparazzi. This was, after all, a public event, and denying them good shots would just lead to embarrassing pictures in People magazine.
There were quite a few people in the atrium when they stepped inside, and she quickly lost track of Alex and Sam. She felt confident that Alex was in good hands, though.
Lena was greeted by just about everyone as she walked, hand in hand with her adoring girlfriend. She had a smile and a quick word for everyone, and she only let go of Kara when it was time to give her opening remarks. She was brief, thoughtful, with a touch of humor that kept the crowd tuned into her every word. She artfully introduced the next speaker, and she rejoined Kara and quickly as possible.
"You were made for this," Kara said in awe. Lena laughed.
"I was groomed for this. There's a difference, unfortunately."
"Excuse me?" Kara felt a light tug on her dress. She whirled around to see a young girl, maybe 7 years old next to her. "Are you Supergirl?"
"Yes, I am," Kara said, squatting down to meet the girl on her level. The girl squealed in response.
"I told you!" She said to her friend, who looked on with awe. "She didn't think it was you. But I thought it was, even without your cape."
"You did a good job picking me out," Kara said back. "Sometimes it's hard to tell when people are wearing something different than normal." The girl beamed at her.
"You look really pretty."
"Thank you, you both do too," Kara replied, smiling at the girls.
"Do you think you could take a picture with us?"
"I would love a picture with you two!"
Lena, who was smiling at the exchange, spoke up. "I'll take it for you guys." Kara handed her the clutch purse she was holding which had her phone in it. The girl's mother, who had been standing on the sidelines, stepped up to take one too. The girl scampered off with her friend after one quick hug. Kara smiled as they left, giving the mother assurances that she didn't mind in the least.
"You are good with kids," Lena said. Kara nodded.
"I like kids. They are so open and honest. Not like a lot of people." she said sadly.
"Do you ever... think about having any?" Lena asked her.
"I hadn't, actually. Biologically, the only other Kryptonian on Earth is my cousin... so that's creepy." Kara remarked. Lena chuckled.
"True." Lena responded.
"Why, have you... thought about it, I mean?" Kara asked her, interested.
"Not really. I've been so busy, with the company I mean, and I'm still pretty young to be thinking about it."
Kara nodded.
Lena continued. "But maybe, someday in the future, if I was with the right person, I might... think about it more seriously."
Kara smiled at her, and touched her hand. "I understand."
They stuck to less serious topics after that, mingling with Lena's crowd, a never-ending stream of shareholders, and company directors. When the band played a slow ballad, Kara asked her to dance. Lena accepted gratefully, extracting herself away from the throng and taking Kara's hand. Supergirl's hand, she corrected herself mentally. She'd had to refrain from using Kara's name all night, introducing her girlfriend as Supergirl continually. As much as she liked being out with her, she longed for them to be alone, just the two of them without the pressures of the public eye.
On the dance floor, Kara's hands fell on her hips, and her hands went naturally to the hero's shoulders. They swayed slowly, and Kara caught sight of Alex and Sam, pressed close together and dancing, and she wondered how their evening was getting on...
When Alex and Sam stepped through the door into the gala, the sheer numbers of those gathered was overwhelming. Sam was cordial to everyone they passed, giving Alex a running commentary under her breath that kept her laughing.
"Rob, how nice to see you, and your lovely wife, Anna." As they moved away, she whispered. "Lovely wife number 6. And they just keep getting younger."
Alex was amazed how easy it was to enjoy herself. She expected a certain level of awkwardness, especially given that Kara admitted Sam didn't know she was a she. But Sam Arias was proving to be quite a fun date. She'd snagged them both tall glasses of champagne, her easy going nature getting the attention of the bartender, who hooked them up quickly. Sam had looked at Alex slyly.
"I hope you won't object to something a little stronger...?" Alex shook her head.
"Thank god, because these things usually make me want to drink heavily." She motioned to the bartender, who put up two shots.
"What shall we drink to?" Sam asked her, handing her one. Alex thought for a second.
"Let's drink to a a good night with new friends," Alex suggested.
Sam pouted. "That's a bit tame. What if instead, we drink for every creepy man we have to turn down for dances?" Alex laughed.
"Do you anticipate a lot of those tonight?" Alex asked her, lifting the shot.
"I'll probably have to get a stick to beat them away from you," Sam sighed, looking at Alex with a sly smile.
"I doubt they'll even notice me with you here." Alex took her shot in one gulp, lifting an eye brow at Sam. "And if they do, I carry a gun."
Sam looked at her with interest, glancing down her form. "And where might you be hiding that?"
Alex smirked. "Play your cards right, and maybe I'll let you frisk me for it later."
Sam laughed out loud at that, and turned to the bartender, holding up two fingers to signal for more shots. They clinked the glasses once before taking the drinks, and then Alex pulled her out to the dance floor.
Three times, they were interrupted by men looking to cut in, and all three times, Alex's force ten glare and less than polite refusal kept them at bay, and the pair retired after the third attempt for a drink.
"What did I tell you?" Sam said. "They can't stay away."
"Mmm, and just like I said, they all wanted you." Alex shot back.
"I'm guessing they aren't the only ones that want me."
Alex raised one eyebrow. "Probably every man in here, and half the women too."
"Are you counting yourself in that number?" Sam asked hesitantly.
"I counted myself twice," Alex admitted.
Sam smiled at her, leaned in and kissed her cheek. Alex blushed, and motioned for another round from the bar.
"I think this is my limit." Sam said, taking it. "I'm not much of a drinker."
"Probably for the best. My dancing gets even worse after three shots."
"I'd like to see that," Sam said, running her hand down Alex's arm.
"Whatever the lady wishes." Alex mock bowed, and tugged her back out to the floor. The music had picked up, and Alex twirled her playfully.
Sam had to admit, it was the best date she'd had in a long time. Alex was attentive, cute, hilarious, and a good dancer despite her claims to the contrary. She allowed Alex to pull her closer, wrapping a hand around the back of her neck and winding her fingers in the agent's hair. Their cheeks were pressed together as they danced, and she could hear Alex's sharp intake of breath at her actions.
"This has been fun, but these heels are killing me and I'm ready for a change of venue if you are," Sam suggested. She could feel the other woman smile.
"What did you have in mind?" Alex whispered.
"We could find a quiet bar, talk for a bit," Sam suggested. Alex gave a non-committal noise.
"Or a walk through the park?" Alex countered.
"With these killer heels? Hell no," Sam shot down.
"I'm fresh out of ideas."
"We could go back to my place and not watch a movie," Sam whispered with a soft kiss behind Alex's ear. The agent shuddered in her arms.
"I could get on board with that plan," Alex responded breathily once she'd recovered.
"Then let's get out of here," Sam said confidently, pushing back from her to take in Alex's flushed complexion and blown pupils. She linked their hands, and led the way through the dancers, past the bar, out the lobby and into the night.
Kara saw them leave, smirking slightly, and Lena caught the look.
"What?" She asked.
"Umm, I think Sam and Alex are headed out. They looked... chummy." Kara settled on.
"Oh," Lena frowned. A beat passed. "OH, that kind of chummy?"
"Yeah, I think they hit it off." Kara said needlessly.
"I'm glad. Sam hasn't been on a date in ages. She's very selective, so if they are leaving together, Alex must have made quite an impression."
"Maybe we can double date!" Kara said excitedly.
Lena laughed. "Maybe. Or maybe they'd like some alone time first."
Kara smiled. "Maybe we'd like more alone time too." She linked their fingers and squeezed Lena's hand gently.
"Is that your way of saying you're ready to head out too?" Lena asked her indulgently. Kara bit her lip.
"If you are ready, I am," Kara shrugged, as if she didn't care one way or the other, but Lena could tell she was hoping Lena was ready to go.
"Sure, just let me finish up here, and I'll call the driver to pick us up."
"We'd get home faster if I flew us," Kara suggested. Lena raised one eyebrow.
"I'm not letting you fly me while I'm wearing a dress," Lena said in a hushed whisper. Kara giggled.
"How do you think I got here?"
"If you want a shot up your dress to be front page news, that's your business, but I prefer to keep a bit more mystery."
"Alright, we'll do it your way," Kara conceded. "But I expect to get a first hand view up that gorgeous tight dress of yours later."
Lena grinned at her. "I'm sure something could be arranged. I'll meet you outside in five minutes?"
Kara nodded, and leaned in to kiss her cheek. "I'll be waiting for you."
True to her word, Lena rejoined her in a matter of minutes, and they both waited by the valet stand for Lena's driver to pull up. Kara helped her slide in first, holding her hand carefully. She followed quickly, unable to resist the lure of Lena. The car pulled away from the curb and they were off.
"It's a bit of a long drive all the way back uptown," Kara pointed out. Her index finger danced along Lena's crossed knees. "Any idea how we could pass the time?" her finger pushed the hem of Lena's dress up, inching up her thigh.
"Hmm," Lena murmured, turning to face her more fully. "I could probably come up with something."
"You are a genius," Kara said, reaching up to pull out the pins holding Lena's hair off her neck. It came cascading down, and Kara was mesmerized until Lena drew her attention back by kissing her passionately.
Kara thought they would find plenty to do on the way.
Meanwhile, Alex was coaxing Sam into joining her on her bike.
"C'mon. I won't let you fall."
"I'm more worried that I'll be showing more leg than I'm comfortable with," Sam grumbled. Alex laughed, but rooted around under her seat and come out with a pair of shorts.
"Put these on," she suggested. Sam raised an eyebrow.
"Out here?"
"Just slide into them, I'll cover you." Alex stood with her back to Sam, giving her a bit of privacy. She rested a hand on Alex's shoulder for support.
"This might be the most ridiculous thing I've done in public," Sam groused.
"Then I'd say you were due for it." Alex retorted.
"Ok, I'm ready." Alex turned around, a sparkle in her eye.
"Come here," Alex crooked her finger and motioned Sam closer. From the seat of the bike, she grabbed a helmet and plunked it on Sam's head. "Safety first."
Sam laughed. "Do you intend on risking my life?"
"No, but I might drive fast, so you'll have to hold on tight. Stay real close," Alex suggested, clipping the helmet under Sam's chin.
"That sounds like a real hardship," Sam predicted, sliding on to the bike behind Alex after the agent donned a pair of shades and started the engine. When Alex revved it up, Sam squealed and gripped her tighter around her waist. Alex touched her hand in reassurance, and then they were off.
Sam lived closer than Lena did, and it was only a few minutes before Sam was pointing out her apartment building, and Alex was helping her back off the bike. Truth be told, Alex wouldn't have minded a longer ride with Sam pressed so closely against her that she could feel the heat from her thighs, and the motion of every breath she drew.
They were silent as they made their way up the second floor, and Sam hesitated outside her door.
"I don't... usually do this." Sam admitted, rather shyly. "Or ever do this, more accurately." She was quiet for a moment.
"Invite a virtual stranger back to your place, you mean?" Alex asked, breaking the tension.
"Yeah, that, for example." Sam said.
"If I'm making you uncomfortable in any way, I'll say goodnight and leave right now," Alex offered, touching her hand.
"No, not even a little," Sam said quickly. "I just wanted you to know this isn't a common occurrence for me."
"Me neither," Alex admitted. "And if what you want to do is sit on the couch and watch that movie we weren't actually going to watch, I would not be disappointed in the least."
"Yeah, but I would be," Sam bit her lip. "Because I haven't even gotten to kiss you yet."
"We could fix that," Alex pointed out. She lifted a hand, intending to brush it across Sam's cheek, but she had other ideas, and suddenly they were kissing. Alex was surprised, but she recovered quickly, kissing back just as passionately. Both of Sam's hands were in her hair, and she seemed a bit off balance, so Alex gripped her hips and pushed her back against the wall next to her apartment door.
Sam was moaning quietly, appreciating Alex's talented mouth, which had migrated to her neck. She started to suggest that they take this inside, when she heard the last noise she expected. Someone was already in her apartment, and the door was opening. She pushed Alex away just in time, as the door swung inward.
"Ruby!" Sam said quickly. "What are you doing here? You are supposed to be at Maya's house tonight."
"Sorry Mom," the girl said. "She got sick and her mom didn't want me to catch it. I told her to just drop me off, I didn't want to make you have to rush home."
"You should have called me," Sam admonished.
"You would have left your date early, and I didn't want you to. Speaking of," the girl said, looking at Alex. "Is this your date, mom?"
"Hi, I'm Alex." She held out her hand, smiling at the girl. "It's nice to meet you."
"Alex was nice enough to drive me home," Sam explained. Ruby giggled.
"Mom, I'm twelve, not six. And I saw you kissing." She said, looking from Sam to Alex.
"Alright, inside," Sam commanded, mortified. "I think it's bedtime." Ruby grumbled, but walked towards the back where Alex figured the bedrooms were.
"It was nice to meet you, Alex."
"You too, Ruby. Sleep well,"Alex called.
Sam turned to Alex apologetically. "I am so sorry, I swear I didn't expect her to be home."
"That's ok, I'm glad I got to meet her." Alex said with a smile.
"Yeah, also I feel a little bad I didn't tell you I have a kid." Sam's face was pinched.
"Bit of a surprise, yes, but it's fine, Sam. We didn't get a chance to really talk tonight."
"I probably wouldn't have led with it," Sam admitted. "It's not exactly an ideal first date topic. Tends to scare people off."
Alex nodded. "I can imagine, but I promise you aren't scaring me off that easily. I had a fun time tonight. Way better than I expected, actually, going in to a blind date. "
"Really?" Sam asked seriously.
"Really. And I love kids."
"Will you stay? For that movie we sort of talked about?" Sam asked.
"Alright,"Alex agreed. "But only if you'll lend me something more comfortable than my dress. I'm not dressed for movie watching."
"Deal. Let me say goodnight to Ruby and grab you something." Alex nodded as Sam hurried off. She looked around the living space. It was clearly designed for comfort over style, but it was clean and tidy. She didn't know Sam well enough to guess at her style, but she would guess it tended towards function rather than sophistication. Her furniture was mismatched, and the throw rug was a jarring violet. Alex wondered idly how much control Ruby had over their choices.
Sam made her reappearance then, dressed in leggings and a long sweater. She brought a bundle over to Alex, including her shorts, which she must have still had on under her dress.
"I wasn't sure what you like, so I brought some options." Alex flipped through, pulling out her shorts and a tank top.
"Perfect, thanks. Bathroom back through there?" she asked, pointing to the hall. Sam nodded.
"To the right."
Alex gave herself a once over in the mirror. Her makeup was a little worse for wear, so she washed it off. Her hair was pretty low maintenance, she gave it a quick shake, and pronounced herself good enough. She brought her dress back out, and dropped it over the back of the couch, situating herself next to Sam, honestly a little nervous now.
"So..." Sam said slowly. "This got a bit awkward."
Alex gave a strangled sort of laugh. "I guess, a little," she admitted.
"I'll understand, if you want to run." Sam shrugged. Alex turned to her, scooting closer, and kissing her gently.
"Put a movie on, Sam." Alex said, passing her the remote. She wrapped an arm around her shoulders, keeping Sam close to her.
"Ms. Luthor?" The driver interrupted. Lena pulled away from Kara with some difficulty, her lipstick smudged and Kara's was plastered on her neck. "We've arrived."
Lena cleared her throat. "Yes, thanks Joseph. We'll just need a moment..."
"As you wish, Ms. Luthor." The driver responded, mirth evident in his voice.
Kara giggled into Lena's shoulder.
"Stop!" Lena swatted her arm. "We look like..."
"Like we've been making out in the backseat of your car?" Kara suggested. "Umm, spoiler alert: We have."
Lena shook her head indulgently, checking out her reflection in her compact. She fixed her makeup quickly, but decided her hair was a lost cause.
Meanwhile, Kara's super speed let her completely remedy her looks, and gave her excess time to stare longingly at Lena.
"Stop looking at me like that," Lena scolded. "Save it for later."
Kara smirked, and opened her door, offering Lena a hand to help her out.
"So chivalrous tonight," Lena smiled at her.
"Only the best for my girl," Kara responded.
"Your girl, huh?"
"Yep. My girl." Kara used their linked hands to pull Lena close, dipping her playfully and kissing her.
"Take me upstairs?" Lena asked breathlessly when they broke apart. Kara nodded, and they made their way into the lobby.
The elevator ride was pure torture, since they were sharing it with another couple, but Kara kept contact with Lena the whole way. A brush of their fingers, a hand on her lower back, their bare shoulders rubbing. Kara's super senses could tell the effect it had on Lena, catching the subtle hitch in her breath and the increased heart rate.
When the other couple bid them good night and exited on a lower floor, Kara spun and had Lena pressed against the back wall of the elevator, with her lips attached to the CEO's neck. Lena was moaning and had her hands wrapped in blonde locks to keep her in place. The elevator dinged, indicating their arrival on Lena's floor. Without kissing a beat, Kara scooped Lena up, bridal style and carried her to the door. Lena unlocked it quickly and Kara continued in to the apartment.
Kara wasted no time, bringing Lena straight into the bedroom.
"Kara, wait," Lena whispered. Kara instantly stopped, looking at Lena's face in concern.
"Did I do something wrong?" She asked, panicked.
"No, it's not that," Lena reassured her. "I just... don't want to get too caught up like we did last time."
Kara bit her lip.
"We should take it a little slower," Lena said, touching Kara's face. The hero reluctantly nodded.
"You're right. I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry. I'm probably more to blame than you."
"True," Kara said with a smile. "Looking like that, how do you expect me to resist?" Lena covered her face with her hands, and Kara wrapped her up in a hug, moving her hand to kiss her forehead.
"Ugh," Lena sighed. "I need to get out of this dress."
"Tell me about it," Kara groused. "This thing is not comfortable."
"Where did you get this gorgeous dress, anyway?" Lena asked.
"Alex's closet."
"That explains why it looks like it's painted on," Lena smirked at her.
"I thought you'd enjoy that," Kara pouted.
"Oh, I do," Lena said quickly. "So much."
Kara smiled at her.
"What if," Lena suggested, "We took a quick shower together?"
"That's taking it slow?" Kara questioned.
"Yes," Lena argued. "Just a shower, nothing more."
"Gonna pinky swear me again?" Kara teased.
"That didn't exactly work out last time."
"I think it worked out pretty spectacularly." Kara grinned.
"Cheeky," Lena said, rising from the bed. "I'm going to take a shower. If you want to join me, you have an open invitation. Any time." She stroked Kara's jaw and kissed her lightly. "Unzip me?" She asked, turning around and moving her hair. Kara reached up and slowly let the zipper down.
Lena kicked off her heels as she strode confidently to the ensuite. She could feel Kara's gaze burning into her backside, and she let the dress slide off her shoulders, pooling onto the floor. When she stepped out of it, she glanced back at Kara, who was speechless, mesmerized by the vision. Lena paused, and Kara realized she'd been caught looking.
"You... you aren't wearing any underwear."
"No, panties ruin the look of my dress. Does that bother you?" Lena asked.
"If I had known that, we wouldn't have made it through that gala."
"Oh? And what might you have done?"
"I have a lot of thoughts."
"Come join me and tell me a few?" Lena asked her. Kara swallowed, and slid her heels off, walking towards Lena cautiously. When she was close enough to touch the other woman, she turned around.
"Will you unzip me?" She asked.
Lena smiled as she turned back around. She pushed the blonde hair out of the way, and unzipped the hero, following it with her finger along the smooth skin of her well muscled back. Kara turned back around, pushing the dress down to join Lena's on the floor. She reached forward and wrapped Lena in her arms, kissing her cheek and letting the new feeling of them, together, without any barriers, wash over her.
"I see you also skipped panties tonight," Lena whispered in her ear.
"In that dress? Not an option." Kara whispered back.
They stayed like that for long minutes, swaying gently, wrapped up in the warmth of each other.
"C'mon beautiful," Lena said, backing up and tugging Kara along with her. The blonde went willingly, eager to go anywhere, as long as it was with Lena.
Lena didn't let go of her hand she turned on the shower, and adjusted the temp. "Is this too hot for you?" She asked considerately.
"I'm bulletproof, remember? I'll be fine." Kara teased.
Lena pulled her along, backing into the shower while stepping over the threshold. Kara stopped as Lena backed under the stream of water. She watched as it cascaded over Lena's nude form. She took in the sight of Lena in all her glory. Soft curves, womanly hips, and those legs... Kara was lost in the vision in front of her.
"You going to stare all night, or join me?" Lena teased.
Kara shrugged. "I haven't decided."
Lena smiled at her. "If you come in, I'll let you wash my back." She turned around, giving Kara a new view.
At that invitation, Kara couldn't resist. She was at Lena's side instantly, her fingers caressing the CEO's hips. She kissed the back of Lena's neck, loving the shiver it elicited.
"Can I wash your hair, too?" Kara asked. Lena nodded, relaxing into her arms. She let Kara take control, massaging shampoo into her hair, and gently rinsing it out. She let Kara wash her, only taking over when Kara balked at touching some of her more intimate spots.
Lena took over then, giving Kara all the attention and care she felt for her. She paid special attention to the tense muscles of the hero's back, massaging as she washed, and when she reached Kara's lower back, she squirmed and giggled.
"Ticklish, huh?" Lena asked her, repeating the motion.
"Yes!" Kara eked out, moving away. Lena stopped her with a hand on her stomach, pulling her back.
"So I finally found Supergirl's weakness," Lena teased. "Don't worry, it'll be our little secret."
Kara could feel Lena smiling against her back, and she turned around to look into her eyes.
"I trust you, Lena, with all my secrets."
Lena's breath caught in her throat. Kara's words were so heartfelt and sincere. She reached over and turned off the water.
"And," Kara continued, "I should be completely honest with you about something else."
"What is it?" Lena asked her, pulling a towel off the rack and wrapping it around Kara's shoulders.
Kara hesitated. Should she say anything after all? Looking at Lena's relaxed, honest face, she could hold back.
"I'm... in love with you." As soon as she got the words out, she felt this invisible weight leave her shoulders. "I love you, Lena Luthor."
Lena was silent for a few moments, her mouth hanging open. Kara took it all in nervously.
"I know it's probably way too soon, and I shouldn't have said it, and I don't need you to respond, at all, ever. I just had to be honest-"
"Did you mean it?" Lena interrupted. "You couldn't have. I'm not worth that. I'm-"
"Amazing? Perfect. Wonderful, everything I've dreamed of my entire life." Kara interrupted her. "You are worth more than I can possibly say. And I meant it. I meant every word. I love you, Lena."
Lena kissed her then, and pulled away to speak. "I love you too, Kara."
"You do?" Kara asked her. Lena nodded.
"Yes, I've known for a long time, but I didn't think you could ever love me."
"You love me." Kara said with wonder. Lena nodded again, smiling with tears in her eyes.
"Kara Zor-El Danvers, I am in love with you."
Kara hugged her tightly. A little too tightly, but Lena didn't care. Breathing was secondary to feeling this elated. When Kara pulled back, she looked down, and realized Lena was still naked and soaked from the shower. She took the towel off her own shoulders and wrapped it around Lena.
"C'mon babe," Kara whispered. "Let's dry you off."She rubbed at Lena's dripping hair with the corner of the towel. Lena smiled, and grabbed a second towel for Kara. They took it in turns to wipe off the remains of their shared shower, and when they retired to the bedroom, Lena slid in between the sheets, still naked, and Kara followed right after her. After a few tired kisses, Lena wrapped Kara in her arms, letting the hero rest her head on her chest, right above her heart, which beat only for Kara.
Alex wasn't sure who she expected when Agent Johnson came to tell her she had an insistent visitor who refused to leave without seeing her. The DEO wasn't exactly the place for drop-ins, and she wondered idly who had the balls to stand up to a room full of federal agents and make demands.
She should have been surprised, but somehow wasn't, when Lena Luthor came into view as she rounded the corner.
"Ms. Luthor. What can I do for you?" She asked, arms crossed. "You should not be here."
"I know that, and I wouldn't have come, but it's important, and... a bit personal. I didn't want to risk being overheard somewhere less secure."
Alex cocked her head, thinking for a moment, then sighed. "Alright, we can talk in the conference room." She turned on her heel, and trusted that Lena was following her. She leaned against the table, and waited until Lena had let the door shut behind them.
"Congratulations, by the way," Alex said with a smile.
Lena's answering look was pleased. "You aren't mad?" she asked, surprised. They hadn't actually spoken since she and Kara had gotten together, although they had seen each other at the gala.
"Maybe at first, but clearly you make my sister happy, and that's all I want for her. Now if you hurt her... I know a variety of ways to torture you, and it will all be completely legal for me, and highly unpleasant for you."
"If I hurt Kara, I would deserve it," Lena agreed.
"Now what brings you to my very classified place of business?" Alex asked sharply.
Lena hesitated. She had a speech all planned out, before she came in. It started with how she felt about Kara., and had a whole middle section that frankly, rambled a bit. She forgot it all in that instant.
"Well... this is fairly awkward, actually."
"It had to be pretty important if you came all the way down here," Alex pressed. She was growing a bit impatient and wished Lena would get to the point.
"You are an alien biology specialist. And I have a biologically related question about our favorite alien."
"Mmm hmm," Alex said, making a 'get on with it' motion with her hand.
"Kara is afraid of any intimacy," Lena said in a rush. "She thinks she's going to break me, and I wanted to know... Is she right? Is it even possible for us to be sexually compatible? Because-"
"Oh my god, stop talking," Alex begged her, wishing desperately to cover her ears.
"I'm sorry, I know this is perhaps the most awkward conversation ever, but... these are questions that Kara can't answer, since she's never been intimate... in that way... with anyone. But you've been studying her for a long time, and I figured you might have some insight, or thoughts."
"The answer to your original question is yes. She would probably hurt you without meaning to. Most notably because all of Kara's muscles are stronger than a human's. Including... and I can't believe I'm saying this... her involuntary internal muscles." Alex's face was beet red, and she was not making eye contact.
Lena bit her lip. This was not the news she was hoping for.
"However, I do have an idea." Alex said finally looking up. "C'mon." She cleared her throat awkwardly and led the way back out of the conference room, down the the stairs, and to Winn's workstation.
"Winn?" she said. The computer genius looked up.
"Yes? Oh Lena, hi," he said. "What are you doing at the DEO?"
"Miss Luthor needs the red sun light emitter plans. Can you bring up the specs and send her an encrypted copy please?"
"The emitter?" Winn asked, confused.
"Yes, just do it please." He shook his head but followed orders.
"Sent." He said.
"The red sun emitter mimics the effects of Krypton's natural sun, effectively nullifying Supergirl's powers on Earth. I trust you will use this only with her express permission."
Lena felt a spark of hope return. "Of course."
"Good. Then we will never speak of this again. Agent Schott, please erase all records of that message you just sent."
"Thank you, Alex." Lena said, resting her hand on Alex's arm.
"For what? This never happened," Alex repeated. Winn continued to look confused, but knew Alex well enough that he shouldn't ask. "If you need any help building it, Winn can help."
"Sure!" he offered brightly. Lena blushed.
"Thanks, Winn, but I can probably tackle it. I'll call if I think I need help though," she added, when his face fell.
"Have a good afternoon, Miss Luthor. Winn can see you out." Alex started to go.
"Wait, Agent Danvers, one more thing..." Lena stopped her.
"Yes?" she asked.
"I hope you were intending to call Sam. She hasn't shut up about you since Saturday," Lena revealed. Alex smiled, but tried to cover it up.
"I'll take that under advisement." With a nod, she turned on her heel and strode out, leaving Lena and the entire conversation behind her.
Winn watched Alex for a second, then stood and gestured Lena towards the stairs.
"Training room?" He asked her conversationally. Lena hesitated.
"Something like that. It's a secret though, if you don't mind...?"
"My lips are sealed! I'll totally help you build it, if you want," he offered.
Lena knew his heart was in the right place, but it would be fairly embarrassing to have him show up to build it in her bedroom.
"Honestly, Mr. Schott, I appreciate the gesture, but I kinda wanted to do it myself for Kara. She's not the type that likes expensive fancy gifts, but something that I put my time and energy into I know she'd love."
"That's... adorable." Winn said finally. "I'm glad she has you. And please, call me Winn."
"Thank you, I'm very lucky, and I don't want to screw it up," she admitted. They were nearing the door, and Winn stopped her before she exited.
"She's crazy about you," he said simply. "You should have seen her when she came to tell us. I've never seen her light up like that."
Lena beamed at him. "Really?" she asked.
He nodded. "Really."
"It was nice to see you again Winn. Thanks for the help today. I'm sure I'll be seeing you soon."
"Game night. It's next week."
"Game night?" Lena asked.
"Yeah, Kara has us all over to play board games once a month. You'll love it. Alex gets scary competitive and Kara eats every potsticker. Group tradition. And you're in the club now," he said seriously.
"She hasn't mentioned it, but we've both been busy. I'll probably see you there."
"Ok, have a good day, Lena." He gave her a little wave as he backed up and she stepped out into the bright day.
A game night with her friends? Why hadn't Kara invited her? Maybe she didn't want her there? Lena frowned, thinking it over. Kara probably didn't want to spend every night with her, and she could understand the hero wanting some time with her friends. It really wasn't a big deal. They both still had lives outside of each other.
A small nagging voice in the back of her mind wasn't so convinced though, but she tried to quell it and focus on the positives from her trip to the DEO. A red sunlight emitter. Perfect. The bounce found its way back in her step and she hurried to her waiting car. She wouldn't be going back to the office as she originally intended after all.