Kara's feet crunch in the pristine snow as she touches down. Lena clings to her neck a little tighter before relaxing and gingerly finding her feet as Kara sets her down. Lena knows she is safe in Kara's arms but her fear of flying is ingrained too deep for her not to be relieved that she is once again back on the ground.
Their breath fogs the cold air and between Kara's primary coloured suit and the bright red thermal ski suit that Lena wears they are an eye searing sight in this frozen tundra.
"Take a moment, get your feet back," Kara says to Lena as she steadies her with a solid arm to her elbow. Lena wavers and takes a few staggering steps in the crisp snow before facing her wife. Lena's face is already flushed red from the burning cold and her lips beginning to chap, her lovely green eyes hidden by the thick ski glasses that are necessary when she flies at high speeds with Kara and in the cold tundra.
"I'm fine, honey. Just a little unsteady. Can you open the door?" Lena asks her wife while flicking her head at the large white doors behind them emblazoned with the recessed house of El symbol.
Kara jolts from her worried inspection of her wife. Kara knows how much Lena hates flying and besides the in-prompt rescues this is only the second time Lena has allowed her wife to fly her somewhere. Kara finds it somewhat funny. Of all the people in the world who would give fortunes and even body parts to fly in the arms of Supergirl she fell in love with the one person who sees the romantic ideal as more nightmare than fairy-tale wonder. A flash of guilt stretches its icy grip in Kara's gut before being subsumed by crashing love and tenderness. Kara realises Lena is only here because she wants to please Kara, wants to give her wife a taste of what she has lost. Lena has put herself way out past her comfort zone for Kara's sake and Kara can't understand what she has done to deserve such a self-sacrificing and loving wife, that she would face her fear of flying just to give her wife this gift.
"Yes, of course, sorry! You must be cold," Kara rambles as she stumbles forward to open the fortress.
Lena laughs softly at her wife's rambling before coughing softly, the icy air catching in her lungs.
Kara moves more quickly now, intent on getting her wife out of the cold.
She kneels and uses her x-ray vision to find the key buried in the snow. With sure movements she lifts the dwarf star alloy key and inserts it into the recessed lock in the doors.
Kal-El in his arrogance had refused Kara's pleas to upgrade the Fortress' security. Over confident that he and Kara alone would be able to find the remote and hidden Fortress, and that so few others existed who could lift the dwarf star key, its density making its movement by anything less powerful than a superhuman being unthinkable, that Kal-El believed it was enough security.
Then Cadmus had broken in with ease and made a mockery of his security. Thankfully this had prompted him to upgrade security, turn on some of Jor-Els more paranoid pre-programmed security features and allow Kara to make some additions herself.
When the key turned in the lock, instead of the door opening as it would have previously, the great symbol of El vanished and a Kryptonian keypad appeared. Above it a modified phantom projector extended threateningly from a hatch in the wall, keyed to flash any intruder with the wrong code to a pocket dimension for holding.
Kara quickly inputs the 43 Kryptonian digit security code and stepped back to allow the doors to swing open.
The dark entrance of the Fortress now revealed, Kara waited and Lena came to stand at her side, the warm air from within offering a tantalising reprieve from the sub-zero temperatures. A soft hum was the only warning before a small half company of Kalex robots formed up to greet their visitors.
The monocular visor which normally glowed a placid gold warmed to an angry red, armed and ready to fire.
"Kara.." Lena whispered urgently, her heart suddenly racing as she flicks her eyes from the approaching Kalex to the frozen tundra and relative safety behind them.
Kara feels a twinge of guilt and recriminates herself for not warning Lena that she had upgraded security here.
Kara glances behind them and in the near zero visibility of the white and grey tundra she sees the sudden appearance of burning red light surrounding them from behind and seemingly suspended from random points on the sheer cliffs around them.
Kara squeezes her wife's hand in reassurance. "It's fine, I promise." Lena relaxes only slightly but before Kara can speak further the lead Kalex, embossed with her family crest and wearing the sigil denoting it as Kal-rex demands in fluent Kryptonian, "Submit for verification scanning and state your name."
Lena's lips move slightly as she translates the Kryptonian and Kara can't help but feel immense pride at her wife's ability to speak her peoples' language. A few more years and she will be more fluent than even Kal-El. Lena knows now what the Kalex wants and she removes her ski goggles to give an unobstructed view of her eyes.
Kara holds perfectly still as a blue light emits to skim herself and Lena. Lena's flinch rushing up her arm.
"Retinal, body imprint and DNA scan complete, no abnormalities found." Kal-rex hums.
Kara smiles slightly and with a nod to Lena in reassurance and then Kal-Rex she speaks, "I am Kara-Zor El, matriarch of the House of El. I come to rest in my home."
Kal-rex responds in no way except to sweep its head towards Lena in an expectant manner.
Lena swallows and licks her chapped lips before squaring her shoulders to call out in a strong voice which betrays none of her nerves, "I am Lena Lutessa El, former matriarch of House Luthor and bonded of Kara Zor-El."
The Kalex hum for a moment and then Kal-rex quietly says, "Voice verification completed and authenticated. Welcome home Ladies El."
The Kalex as one power down their red visors, back to the warm and welcoming glow, their clenched metal hands lower into open handed gestures of welcome and sweeping motions to bid them enter.
Kara steps forward and smiles at the Kalex, who now free of their security programming return to the genial A.I's that are loyal to the House of El and friends of Kara.
"How may we be of assistance Ladies El?" asks a new Kalex with the symbol Harth-lex.
Kara gently tugs her wife further into the entrance corridor of the Fortress as the doors swing shut behind them before she answers the little machine, "Please prepare my private suite in accordance with the instructions I left yesterday. Make all corridors that my wife walks comfortable for a human to traverse and maintain full security protocols."
Harth-lex offers a short bow before shooting off with the rest of its company until only their low echoing hum sounds in the distance.
Lena watches the robot army disappear and then pins her wife with narrowed green eyes, "Explain," she demands in English.
Kara scuffs her boots along the polished white floor and fiddles with her cape before taking a few skipping steps forward and turning to face her wife, walking backwards to draw her further into the Fortress as she explains.
Kara blushes and clears her throat, "I forgot to tell you that I had helped Kal to upgrade security here after our wedding. The extra digital lock, and Kalex scans make it much harder for someone to infiltrate the Fortress. I helped the Kalex create a number of bunkers around the Fortress which they man on a rotating basis, they are camouflaged by Kryptonian technology and it allows the Kalex to surround anyone who tries to enter the Fortress totally unseen."
Lena blinks owlishly at her wife for a moment. Kara has essentially turned the Fortress into what its name implied: a Fortress. A castle with its own army of fanatically loyal and super powerful guards. Lena gulps. She isn't sure if she is impressed or jealous. A tightness Lena didn't know had been there relaxes around her heart. The Fortress is safe, safer than anywhere else on earth, and so they are safe here, even with the red sun lamp stored somewhere inside. Lena breaths out a sigh of relief, glad to see her breath no longer fogging in front of her and the pleasant warmth of the Fortress beginning to thaw her bones.
"And the Kryptonian?" Lena asks.
Kara blushes delicately this time and glances at Lena from beneath lidded lashes as she shyly replies.
"Well, so few people speak it that it makes a great security feature. If you can't understand the Key pad or the Kalex then you shouldn't be here, and well you know how much it upset me that Kal-El had the Kalex set to speak English as their default, it's not our language and it seems strange for them to speak it, especially here, in the last vestige of my home so…"
Kara hesitates and Lena feels a mischievous smile take over her face as she walks more quickly to catch her back peddling wife's hands, "So what Kara?" Lena asks.
Kara groans dramatically and attempts to look innocent, "I may have used my position as Matriarch to command the Kalex to only speak in Kryptonian when Kal or I are here. Then hacked their language node to make sure the command can't be overridden? Maybe, sort of?"
Kara replies in an embarrassed rush.
Lena bursts into pearls of laughter while Kara loses the battle with her innocent smile as she too begins giggling.
Tears of mirth in her eyes Lena enquires, "And what exactly does Kal think of this?"
Kara shrugs helplessly, "He didn't say anything, after he initially asked me why I did it. He just mumbles under his breath and struggles on. The Kalex tell me that with his increased practice his accent and grammar are improving though."
Lena laughs joyously and links arms with her wife as they move leisurely through the maze of corridors and doors of the Fortress. Lena notes in her mind that Kara seems to be taking them on a circular route that bypasses the great entrance hall where her Aunt and Uncle's statues dominate.
As they walk their laughter recedes and Lena can't help but comment on the bland uniformity of the hallways they walk, "This place is like a maze, all the corridors look the same, how do you know where you are going? For that matter how did my mother find the data core when she got here?" Lena's tone begins with humorous exasperation but at the mention of her mother it takes on sour anger.
Kar squeezes her wife's arm gently as they walk. "The corridors are all exact clones of each other, all made of the Kryptonian building crystals. The uniform nature makes the Fortress hard to navigate, you could literally get lost in here for days. That is unless you know exactly where you are going or you have super sight to read the tiny Kryptonian symbols recessed into the walls at every juncture." Kara informs her wife and reinforces the explanation by passing her hand gently over a section of wall as they turn left at a juncture. Lena squints but can see no imperfections in the crystal walls, never mind Kryptonian signs. Lena snorts at the ingenuity of the design, "Clever," she compliments with a raised eyebrow.
Kara hums, "Indeed. As for the data core your mother accessed: Well, like I said, Kal-El was over confidant and quite frankly lazy. He didn't think anyone could get to the Fortress or read Kryptonian so the data core your mother accessed was one of the minor knowledge stores that Kal used most often. As such it was in a room directly off from the main entrance foyer. Not hard to find and not even security locked."
Lena's eyebrows rise at the explanation and a look of distaste mars her beautiful face, "Okay, two things darling: Medusa is minor knowledge? And he didn't even set a password on the data core…something he would at least do for his smart phone?"
Kara pats her wife's hand gently, "Well, you mother did have my blood to bypass the systems build in DNA protections for accessing the Medusa Data, but essentially yes. You have to remember how advanced my people were Lena, Medusa was a biological weapon but one that would be of no threat to Kryptonians so the system saw it only as defensive. Also, Krypton had created weapons that make nuclear bombs seem inconsequential, things capable of rending time and space, extinguishing stars and destroying planets far more effectively and quickly than we accidently did our own. There is a reason the wider Universe left Krypton in peace after our expansionist period and we as a species retreated back to Krypton. I would say more than a few were even glad when my species all but destroyed ourselves. Kal and I hold such power in blue and yellow sun solar systems, my race with that power and our technology…the main data core holds some terrifying tech. Anyway, Kal was lazy. All data cores have subsequently been moved to more secure locations in the Fortress and have a range of security features on them which make our entrance at the door here seem tame."
Lena's frame tenses at the thought of such technology, once again wondering at the brilliance and stupidity of the Kryptonian race, before relaxing in the knowledge that the Fortress is at last much more secure.
The corridor Kara leads them to is one of the few without any doors and ends in a seeming dead end. Kara smiles at Lena before unlinking their arms and with a sarcastic edge says, "Welcome to my room."
Kara places her palm on the wall and it immediately splits to reveal a hidden space behind. Two Kalex type robots stand on either side of a large glittering blue door and immediately scan them with blinding blue light.
"Welcome home Kara Zor-El, Lena El" the two Kalex intone.
Lena follows Kara as she steps up to the robots and squints in confusion at seeing a lack of name plates on the Kalex and at second glance realizes these machines lack the elegance in design of the other Kalex. They seem bulkier, more utilitarian and are almost 50% larger than any Kalex she had seen to date.
Kara senses her wife's confusion and with a gesture to the two hovering robots she explains, "These are not A.I Kalex but merely interface droids that act as terminals to relay commands to the other Kalex, to the Fortress or as last lines of defence. As such they are equipped with stronger shields, made of heavier composite metals and are equipped with an array of more…unusual weaponry."
Lena nods hesitantly as she digests this new information, the reality of how secure they are in this place dawning on her.
"So their like Amazon Alex's with bazookas," Lena jokes.
Kara hums, "hmm, more like nuclear ray guns but close enough."
Lena chokes on air at the casual correction but before she can interrogate Kara she is issuing commands to the two Kalex and striding forward.
"My wife and I will be retiring to our rooms. Security protocol SeigeFortress is engaged. No one is to enter the Fortress until both my wife and I leave this room. If any approach the Fortress, even my cousin Kal-El, an audio message is to be relayed into my room and I will decide on the course of action to follow. If any visitors attempt any hostile actions I am to be informed by audio message and the Fortress and all Kalex are ordered to neutralised the aggressors with all haste and power. Is that understood?"
The Kalex bow formerly and a red glow lights up their armour as they power up, "Understood Lady El, the Fortress and all Kalex are initiating SeigeFortress protocol. All entrances have been locked down, full Fortress visual cloaking, kinetic and energy shielding is engaged, perimeter weapons and dimensional projector weapons are coming online, all Kalex are retrieving supplementary weaponry, initiating personal shielding and reporting to sentry positions in double standard numbers. The medical suite is initiating, and full transport and healing tank capability will be available to you and your wife at a single command."
Lena struggles to keep up with the rapid fire Kryptonian but manages to grasp the main ideas as she stumbles into the room behind her wife.
Kara had sworn that the Fortress could be made safe for them to use the Red Sun Lamp, to reassure Lena's Luthor paranoia but even she has to admit that she is shocked at the apparent measures Kara has taken and the level of security the Fortress is capable of. Ignoring its remoteness in a frozen Tundra, the advanced perimeter weaponry, dimensional projectors, shields and the small army of fanatically loyal Kalex with enough fire power and durability to make terminators jealous is beginning to seem like overkill to even Lena.
Kara had done all this to ensure Lena's reassurance at their safety, to assuage her paranoia about the safety of using a red sun lamp.
Quite frankly it was the sexiest thing Lena Luthor had ever seen. Safe sex is sexy...Lena snorts in her own mind.
The blue doors Lena passed through following Kara are thick, almost a half metre and when they swing closed on soundless hinges there is the sound of heavy metallic locks clicking into place before the doors seam seemingly disappears.
Dull lights begin to ignite revealing a circular room with vaulting ceilings. The walls are a dark earth brown with specks of glittering stones and the floor a polished mocha.
From their right and leading to the back of the room is a sweeping walkway that leads up a single story to a bench which is recessed into the wall with soft cushions overlooking the room. Below this raised platform, nestled halfway along the ascending ramp is a low queen-sized bed with soft brown linens. The base of the bed, the low oval table at its foot, two ledges either side and a squat pod-like sofa opposite all seem to have been grown organically from some material that mimics trees that have impossibly grown into perfect single pieces of furniture. The dim lights seem to be coming from crystals studded and growing from the walls.
Behind the bed is a large ornate circular headboard arching out from the wall and leading to another room behind it, the entrance partially hidden from view.
The room is breath taking and before Lena can comment it becomes more so as Kara calls out in a clear voce, "Fortress: Activate viewing panel, Spires of Kandor."
At once the second story back wall where the viewing bench nestles flickers. The entire wall changes from seeming stone to present a view of a city scape that made her own balcony view of National City pale in comparison. The wall was evidently some alien technology projecting a recorded stream of the view of the lost city of Kandor. The wall suddenly seems like a massive window looking out onto a lost world. The spires glittered in red light, refracting and glistening as wispy clouds passed amongst their majestic heights. The towers seemingly made from some organic material like the fortress; achieving forms, curves and heights impossible to human engineering and architecture. Fluttering specks of some advanced hover cars flit between the towers.
Lena only then realizes she has moved passed Kara almost halfway into the room in her awe.
Lena turns to look at her beloved, still clad in her Supergirl suit she smiles bashfully but with pleased undertones at Lena's awe.
"This, this is amazing Kara. Was this what your room was like on Krypton?" Lena asked.
Kara walks slowly toward Lena, embraces her softly while gazing about at her own room. Kara's adorable crinkle appears as she looks at her suite and past it to the one from her childhood.
"It's, similar. My old room had a silver and blue colour scheme, the bed was a single occupant alcove recessed into the wall where the headboard and bed is now and I had more personal items but essentially this is it. When Kal first gave me the room I couldn't bare to look at it because it reminded me of a poor copy of home, but now, like this, it is different enough to be a space for us."
Lena felt her heart warm at the way Kara said 'us.' This was a space Kara had shunned until now, and now it would be a place where Kara could be uniquely herself, and only with Lena. The intimacy of the moment and the space setting a storm of butterflies free in Lena's gut. What had Lena ever done to be worthy of seeing and experiencing these parts of her wife?
Lena squeezes Kara to her, at once annoyed by the thick padding of the ski suit she wears.
"I really need to change out of this thing, " Lena gripes into Kara's shoulder.
Kara giggles, "Really? I like hugging you like this. You're like the ultimate plushie."
Lena pulls back to look up at her wife with a smouldering look, "Really Kara, I would have thought you would be eager to hug me in a lot less than this?"
Kara instantly blushes and babbles, "Yes, no I mean your always beautiful, but we're here to, so …but only when you're ready, if…I mean..."
Lena laughs at her wife's flustered state and pushes herself up onto tiptoes to kiss her wife silent.
Kara groans and immediately sinks into the kiss. Lena never tires of kissing Kara, she always tastes sweet, and her above human temperature scorches Lena's lips. Their kiss deepens and Lena dips her tongue into Kara's mouth curling up to tease the Kryptonians palate before pressing into a dance with Kara's own tongue. Too quickly Lena has to pull back with a groan, Kara's nasally moans driving the blood to her head and much lower down.
"This ski suit has to go…" Lena growls, suddenly flushed red.
Kara's eyes are glazed as she reaches forward to pull the zipper down but Lena grabs her hands. "Where is my bag Kara I want to change? As I am sure you do too before we start something that we won't want to stop. Let's do this right."
Kara blushes and seems to come back to herself as she ducks her head and stutters, "Right, yes, your bag. The one I flew here yesterday that you packed. It's in the bathroom behind the bed, I thought you might want it there so you could shower to warm up from the cold flight and change before we…uh…"
Lena saves her poor wife from having to finish that sentence. Teasing her further, Lena's voice drops to that smoky, raspy tone that is nothing short of dark promises and anticipatory heat, "I don't think I need the shower to warm up so much as cool down now darling but for our first time in these conditions I think I would prefer to be wearing something a little less comfortable and a lot more scandalous!"
Kara seems to swallow her tongue for a moment, her mouth opening and closing before she steps to the side to let Lena pass, "Yeah, I…Yeah… I will change out of the suit and prepare, make preparations, I mean like turn down the bed and stuff…"
Lena smiles seductively at Kara's nervous ramble as she walks past her beloved towards the bathroom. Lena can't help but put some extra sway to her walk to tease Kara, as useless as it is in this marshmallow ski suit.
The reminder of preparations however prompts Lena to sweep her eyes across the room for the black metallic box she knows contains the red sun lamp.
The reason they are here.
Lena fails to spot the box and her eyebrows pucker a little. Kara must have hidden it somewhere in the room out of immediate sight so as to not prompt the nerves and worries that Lena had felt the first time she saw it.
After weeks of preparation, upgrading security in the Fortress, on the Red Sun Lamp, carving 24hours free time out of their schedules, preparing overnight bags, flying them and food to the Fortress and the numerous talks that had ben necessary to negotiate this moment Lena felt sudden trepidation tighten her stomach.
Slipping into the hidden bathroom Lena was blind to the sleek recessed platform for a washbasin with hidden water fonts, the rippling water like mirrors, the rustic waterfall shower or ridiculously large bath modelled after a Kryptonian hot spring.
Lena pulled off the hideous ski suit, quickly showered and pulled on her sheer black hip length night gown and nothing else. The gown left little to the imagination, but Lena had liked the contrast of the dark gossamer material against her pale white skin, and its short length just covering what needed to be covered while making her legs look infinitely longer. Lena finger combed her damp her to fan across her back and artfully teased open the front of her gown to frame her cleavage. She looked sinful in the rippling mirror yet Lena's earlier confidence seems to have fled. She can feel her heart pounding and is disgusted to see the slight shake in her hands.
All the safety precautions had been taken, Lena shouldn't be this scared, this nervous.
Yet, deep down Lena knows its not fear over the safety of the red sun lamp that has Lena so keyed up. Lena can't help but be nervous for the first time in her sexual history. Even more than her first time.
What if Lena disappoints Kara when they made love as is natural to Kara? What if Kara's invulnerability is all that is keeping Kara from realizing Lena's ineptitude? From realizing that Lena's touch was not as pleasurable as Kara imagines? What if Lena likes having Kara powerless, likes it too much even? What if Lena is the one who hurts Kara this time? Kara who with her super strength has never harmed Lena?
Before Lena can talk herself into a full blown panic attack and the thundering of her heart draws Kara, Lena takes a deep breath and tries to centre herself as M'yrnn has been teaching her.
Fact: Kara is her wife. Fact: they are bound in Rao for all time, nothing, not even potentially bad or disappointing red sun lamp sex can separate them. Fact: Kara loves her. Fact: Lena loves Kara. Fact: Kara has always been satisfied by anything Lena does to Kara until now.
Lena won't allow this to be any different.
With a sharp nod to herself in the mirror Lena swivels on her heal and marches back out to the bedroom.
Kara is seated with her back to Lena at the foot of the bed facing the small oval table that now seems to have split in half revealing the black metal box of the red sun lamp.
Kara is tinkering with the box and what appears to be glowing Kryptonian symbols on its surface.
As Lena walks closer Kara does not glance up but finishes inputting a code on the five available surfaces. After finishing the glowing blue symbols disappear and it is once again an innocuous black metal box.
Lena shuffles to sit beside Kara who now looks up at her, "What was that?" Lena asks.
Kara shrugs, "Another safety measure. The box now needs a 50 symbol password to open it, a password that only I know. It activates the bio-scanners for our hand prints to open the box. Entering it incorrectly will cause a defensive response from the Fortress which would be…bad. The lamp can't be moved from the table anymore, its actually not a table but a data node for the Fortress that I had the Kalex hardwire the sunlamp, the box and its power source to. If there is any natural phenomenon such as an earthquake the Fortress will immediately force the box to close cutting out the red light and the lights in this room will switch to high intensity full spectrum sunlight to get my powers back as soon as possible."
At this Kara pushes a small tub across to Lena with a blush. "This is full protection sunscreen for you…for after…or if the Fortress shuts the box in an emergency. The lights will help me recover my powers after the red sunlight is gone but they would also give you a really bad sun burn so remember to put this on when we are done and the sun lights activate."
Lena is touched by the extra precautions and by Kara's concern.
"Hmm, it would be a pity if I left here looking like an overcooked lobster, what would the press say." Lena drawls.
Kara blushes, before finally adding, "There is also an emergency shutdown function, if either of us says the word for panic in Kryptonian the node will shut the red sun lamp box and cut power to it before automatically switching the light crystals on the walls to full yellow sunlight. Is that okay?"
The word "voirlk" meaning panic flies through Lena's head. Lena nods that she understands. Secretly Lena relaxes at this precaution, if she hurts Kara accidently or Rao forbid because she loses herself in the power of a Luthor having a Super at her mercy, then at least Kara can shut the lamp off with a single word. Kara has assured Lena that due to her alien anatomy and physiology that Lena is unlikely to be able to simply overpower her or hurt her too easily but Lena knows in her heart what Luthor's are capable of and the reassurance of Kara's safety sets her mind at ease. A hesitant smile crosses her face.
"You really listened to all of my mad paranoid concerns and ideas for fail safes, didn't you? Lena asks in a tone of wonder.
Kara frowns and reaches across to hold Lena's hands, "You're not mad. Why would I not listen to you Lena? You just want to keep me safe, and if it makes you comfortable to use the lamp then it's a small price to pay."
Lena cups Kara's earnest face and whispers in wonder, "No one has ever cared so much about my comfort, taken my irrational fears so seriously."
Kara leans into the touch, her hand rising to rest over Lena's on her cheek, "They're your fears Lena, so they are important and real…and well I would do anything to make you happy."
"As would I," Lena says as she takes their joined hands and places them on the black metal box. Their handprints recognised in tandem the solid box hisses and a small seam appears at the top before the lid now automatically opens and the red sun lamp on its clawed base rises from within. The new mechanism connecting it to the data node and the box hums before the dull red globe sparks and suddenly blooms into deepest red reminiscent of the light of Rao that the video feed of their wedding day had shown. The light crystals in the room gutter out and they are cast in deepest red.
Lena turns to truly look at her love in the red light of Rao.
Kara pulls back from the box and sits back, her shoulders relaxing and a deep sigh as though she is being relieved of pain passes through her lips. Her eyes which had fallen shut flicker beneath her lids.
Lena is speechless. It is only now that Lena takes notice of Kara's long vibrant blue nightgown, reminiscent of some old pagan priestess, light as spiders webs and now in the red light the vibrant blue has become a dusky blue masked by deepest red.
Kara has never looked so beautiful or so content. Her features shadowed by red light, her hair gleaming as though aflame.
Lena's breath catches and it is then Kara's eyes blink open, the cerulean blue overcast in red is swallowed up by her pupils blown wide in arousal as Kara looks upon her wife in the red light of Rao.
Anticipation builds, Lena can feel the tension, the shift and change in their dynamic. Kara is free, unshackled of the weight of her strength and senses, of her duties as Supergirl. In this moment she is just Kara, and Lena is her wife. At last they are equals here, unbound to explore and enjoy.