The next morning, Kara's current greatest fear is realized, as Lena's back presses snugly against her front. She can feel her erection, pressing against curvaceous glutes, and every breath the CEO takes causes a slight shift which has Kara nearly panting. Worst of all; at some stage she'd started mindlessly rubbing against the panty-clad flesh, in search of some form of relief. It was only when muscles coiled tightly in her lower abdomen, signalling an oncoming release, that she realized what she was doing; and quickly extricated herself from the warm embrace, as well as the bed itself. She breathed heavily, trying to calm herself, as she watched the sleeping woman before her grumble and shift on the bed, seemingly searching for the comfort strong arms provided. Lena settled easily enough, and Kara ran a hand through now-short hair.
What the hell had she been doing? So taken was she by the feeling resonating in her groin, that she'd started grinding on Lena, on her best friend. Unfortunately, the throbbing between her legs seemed reluctant to subside; in fact, it increased, as the sheet slipped from Lena's hip, exposing supple flesh barely covered by lace panties. Kara was not blind to Lena's beauty, and had frequently found herself caught in fantasies of red lips pressed against her skin in the past, but she'd had enough mind then to quell the desires.
Now, it seemed, she couldn't think of anything other than how those soft cheeks would jiggle slightly as Kara rammed into her from behind, Lena screaming as her body was destroyed with sweet pleasure. She was genuinely panting now, and the way her boxers rubbed on the swollen head of her new appendage was actually painful, such was the level of her arousal. Tearing her gaze from the inviting flesh of her friend, she turned to the bathroom. Maybe that cold shower theory would help
It didn't help, not even a little. It soothed the skin, yes, but she remained a mess of lust that simply wanted to pound her best friend senseless. She could see it now; Lena pressed against a wall, arms and legs wrapped around a muscular torso, as Kryptonian super-speed drove throbbing cock into dripping pussy. She shuddered at the thought, and her penis throbbed even harder. Kara was partial to fantasies of rough, unhinged sex - a fact she would never admit to anyone, ever - and Lena inspired thoughts of almost brutal fucking, the likes of which she'd never even considered before.
Deciding that relief was more important than pretty much anything else right now, she wrapped her fingers gently around the base of the shaft, groaning quietly as she applied more pressure. Trailing her hand along the rigid flesh, she felt her knees buckle slightly; she was close already, after rubbing up against Lena's incredible ass. While she was desperate for release, she found herself in two minds about whether she wanted it immediately, or if she wanted to savour the feeling a little longer. Forgetting entirely that she was in her best friend's shower, stroking her newly acquired manhood, she decided to prolong the moment; conjuring up images of her best friend to help find relief.
The fantasy that met her was not her usual, rough sort, in fact, it was rather sweet. She thought of gentle kisses, tongues intertwining in blissfully sweet union. Fingertips trailing along full breasts, as the CEO arched into her touch, seeking further contact. She imagined lust-filled green eyes watching, as those fingertips journeyed down across the soft skin of her stomach, circling her belly-button before continuing downwards.
She could practically feel the texture of the woman's pubic mound beneath her fingers, as she continued to rub at her swollen appendage. Imaginary fingertips grazed the wetness of her lover, sliding through slick folds, before trailing back upwards to the slightly protruding clit; rubbing it gently as the brunette mewled. Nails dug into her back, as she added a little more pressure, drawing circles around the swollen nub. Her fingers finally journeyed down further, collecting more of the woman's juices as she aligned herself with the entrance to her lover's core, sliding two fingers in with only slight resistance. Lena arched again, begging incoherently for more, faster, harder. Kara complied, adjusting her body to allow better access. She pushed into the sodden entrance once more, a little harder, and Lena responded with a resounding moan.
She increased her pace, not to super-speed levels, just enough to drag Lena kicking and screaming into the abyss of her orgasm. With one final push, the CEO came undone, screaming her name as the waves crashed down on her. Kara could feel her own orgasm, teetering precariously on the brink, she just needed one final push. That push came in the form of a breathless and spent fantasy Lena, simply saying 'I love you'.
Suddenly, Kara couldn't hold on anymore, and clapped her free hand over her mouth as she groaned into her climax, her seed spewing forth from the throbbing rod, and coating her chest and stomach with the evidence of her orgasm. She watched, panting, as the shower water cleansed her skin, washing the semen away as she regained her breath.
It took only moments for her to realize what she'd done, and she guiltily slumped to the floor, burying her face in her hands as she berated herself for disrespecting both Lena, and her home so horribly. She couldn't help but feel that she'd violated the woman somehow
Meanwhile, Lena had woken to an empty bed, and an en suite with some decidedly sensual noises, muffled slightly by the sound of falling water. She giggled to herself as she thought of a frustrated Kara, warring with herself over whether it was ok to 'rub one out' in her best friend's shower. Lena, of course, didn't mind. Kara could blow her load on Lena's chest while she slept, and she wouldn't give a damn; it'd probably turn her on, if she was being honest.
She rubbed her thighs together as she focused on the groans and moans coming from her en suite, the depth of Kara's voice now that she's male made Lena's sex twinge with delight, as she thought of how that voice would feel, humming against her clit. She relished in the fantasy a little longer before her alarm went off, signalling her need to get ready for work. Groaning, she shut the alarm off, and made her way to the other bathroom, seemed Kara wouldn't be done anytime soon.
She returned to her room after applying her make-up - luckily she kept her extra make-up in the other bathroom - and busied herself with gathering clothes for the day, still listening to muted moans from the bathroom. Supergirl has stamina, it seems. After a few more minutes, a considerably louder - despite an apparent attempt at muffling the sound - groan came from behind the bathroom door, followed shortly by a thump which immediately had Lena worried. She turned to face the door, before taking a step towards it, making to call out to the blonde. Before she could, she heard sobs, an 'I'm so sorry, Lee. I'm disgusting' following shortly thereafter.
She held her breath, unsure of what to do with this information. Kara was ashamed of herself, for something as natural as masturbating? She released her held breath, searching her mind for a way to ease her friend's doubt. The answer came quickly; food and humor. No matter what mood Kara was in, Lena had always managed to successfully turn the situation around with an abundance of potstickers, and some truly terrible puns and jokes.
She ordered enough potstickers to feed a small army, and made her way to the kitchen, pouring herself and her friend a cup of tea each. She added sugar and milk to Kara's - despite her belief that such a thing could be considered blasphemous - and set the two cups on the dining table, settling herself in a chair to wait for the delivery, and her best friend. Kara was still in the bathroom when the food arrived fifteen minutes later, and Lena was glad; the multiple closed doors between the blonde and the delivery man meant that Kara hopefully wouldn't have to experience that rotting smell again.
She'd barely closed the front door when Kara made her way to the kitchen, head hung low, shoulders slumped, and generally looking like she'd just kicked someone's puppy. Lena hated seeing the blonde like this, and determined to end it quickly, however, she also couldn't resist making the reporter sweat a little. She chuckled to herself, at least that was about as evil as she gets
"And here I was thinking you'd come out looking all satisfied" She smiled knowingly, as Kara's head whipped-up so quickly a human would have got whiplash. The blonde's jaw worked fruitlessly, and her head eventually hung once again, as tears formed in her eyes. Lena moved to her side quickly, ignoring the way the blonde flinched at her closeness
"Kara, I don't care. It's a natural thing, and you're just getting used to this new body, with its new feelings and reactions. I understand, completely. Plus, if you're going to stay here while we figure this out, you should probably be aware that most of my nightly showers consist of exactly the same thing. Your super-hearing is gonna make that really awkward, but I'm not going to risk becoming a frustrated and snappy mess; no one likes frustrated and snappy Lena, she's kinda a bitch." Kara seemed to settle the more her friend spoke, and even chuckled slightly as her cheeks reddened, and she wiped fresh tears away with the cuff of Lena's hoodie.
"Look, you can do what you want here. Please don't feel awkward, or ashamed. You're...well, you're not human, but apparently the sexual side of things is similar, so we'll go with it. You're practically human, you have needs, and desires, and wants, and sometimes you just have to take care of business. I'm just glad my insanely expensive sheets didn't get caught up in the crossfire" She grinned wickedly at her friend, watching as slumped but tense shoulders relaxed, and giggles took over the blonde. Soon after, the laughing ebbed to a stop, and Kara took on a more serious look.
"Honestly, Lena, how can you be ok with that? It was, like, majorly inappropriate and disrespectful of me. I don't think I'd be ok with it, if I found out you'd done that at my place" Lena shrugged
"In the Luthor household, sex wasn't necessarily dinner-table talk, but it wasn't a shunned topic either. Even Lillian agreed that it was best for us to have sound knowledge of the topic, and be comfortable talking about it, at least to partners. That included masturbation, and being able to tell your partner what you like and don't like. She may not have liked me, but she a least made sure I'd be as confident as I could be with the topic of sex. Plus, I'm a scientist, we tend to see a problem, and solve it. There's no need for embarrassment or bashfulness. You do what needs to be done" Kara nodded along, still looking too serious for Lena's liking
"And your shower's too small for that, anyway" She smirked as Kara blushed deeply, before quickly moving to sit in front of the truly outrageous amount of potstickers Lena had dumped on the table. She sipped at her tea as the brunette made her way to her seat.
They ate in amicable silence, Kara seeming to calm more with each potsticker she ate, Lena sipping at her own tea and nibbling at the food. Soon enough, it was time for Lena to head to work. She promised to be home as soon as possible, so they could find the cause of Kara's condition, and pecked the blonde's cheek as she left. Had she turned to look at the reporter, she would have seen another deep blush invading the woman's cheeks.
Kara spent the day on her phone, trying to weasel information out of Kal about anything that might have caused her issues. Even through text, the man seemed perplexed, and less than helpful. She messaged Alex, who took a look through the DEO database - after being made to explain the situation, then being scolded for 'shacking up' with a Luthor, instead of sucking-it-up and going home - but that turned up nothing. She sighed as she flung her phone onto the couch, slumping further into the cushions she'd situated herself among.
The morning's fantasy had been flitting through her mind all day, interspersed with confusion and worry. But she had eventually grasped the fact that this was not a result of her current condition, so much as dormant feelings that she had failed to properly label; slapping 'platonic' where 'romantic' should have gone. The realization was confronting, Lena would be the first female she'd ever been attracted to, but at the same time; she wouldn't have it any other way. Even if Lena didn't feel the same, she'd rather be attracted to her best friend, than any other woman in the whole world.
The smell of dark chocolate and vanilla permeated the residence, but was nowhere near as overpowering as when Lena was there. She thought back to a time on Krypton, where her father had told her that 'Alura always smelled like roses'. She wondered idly if that memory was somehow connected to why Lena smelled so beautifully sweet to her. She smiled at the thought of the woman, and her impeccable timing, as she heard that familiar heartbeat enter the building. She tracked the pulse as it entered the elevator and began to ascend. She could hear the shuffling of papers, no doubt Lena was still working, even as she walked to the front door.
Kara sped to the kitchen, the least she could do is make the CEO a cup of tea after a long day. Laser-vision had the water boiling almost instantly, and the cup of black tea was steaming away on the coffee table - on a coaster, of course - by the time Lena opened the door. Kara watched the woman remove her shoes, dumping her bag and keys on the side-table, without even glancing away from her paperwork. She unbuttoned the top three buttons on her blouse, exposing a little more cleavage than Kara was prepared for; and the blonde decided she should probably make herself known, lest the woman had forgotten she was there.
She moved into her friend's periphery, startling the CEO slightly, and smiled sheepishly. She reached for the CEO's free hand, pulling her gently towards the lounge area, where she sat the woman down, and moved behind the couch. Struggling to keep her own desires under control, she placed her hands on stiff shoulders, and began to knead the muscles gently, careful not to hurt her friend with too much pressure. With her emotions already difficult to maintain, the moan that ripped from her counterpart's lips had her practically jumping the back of the couch to swallow the sound with her own mouth.
Meanwhile, Lena was melting into the blonde's strong fingertips, whimpering and moaning as knots were expertly released in her perpetually sore shoulders and neck. She assumed Kara was trying to make up for this morning's events, and although she didn't want the blonde worrying; this was easily the best massage she'd ever had, so she simply relaxed and enjoyed the special treatment. She didn't think about the ramifications of her pleased vocalizations, until Kara appeared to shift awkwardly away from the couch; and she realized that the back of the seat was probably level with the hero's crotch. She stifled a giggle at her best friend's expense. Whether it was her own noises, or the rubbing sensation of the couch, she didn't know; either way, she was more than happy to accept the credit for getting the blonde flustered.
Kara's ministrations slowed to a halt, and she shuffled awkwardly back around the 3-seater, claiming the spot next to the brunette. Lena couldn't help but notice the rather massive bulge that tented her friend's boxers - Kara hadn't even bothered to cover it, although the bold move came with a scarlet blush that even traveled down her neck, and below the collar of her borrowed hoodie. Lena tried her hardest not to chuckle, and she was well-aware that she herself was blushing; the mental imagery that came with catching sight of that - obviously huge - appendage was explicit, to say the least. Kara seemed to settle well-enough, still blushing, but attempting to be more open about the whole situation. It would make things much easier if she were. Lena turned to her, they had to plan tonight's trip to where this all began, regardless of the awkwardness of the situation. Trying her hardest not to look down to the blonde's highly noticeable crotch, she spoke
"Alright, so, we have a mission tonight." Kara nodded along, managing to keep eye contact as she did. Lena reached into a small drawer under the coffee table, and pulled out a map of National City
"So, you'll have to mark our path out for me. I'll have my driver take us out there; hopefully the partition between us and him, and all the closed windows, will keep that smell away from you" Kara nodded again as she took the map, grabbing the pen off the table and starting to draw out the path she'd taken the night before. She was thankful for Lena's consideration in the whole situation; there weren't many things that could turn her stomach, but the smell created by whatever was going on, was one of them. She had the path mapped out in short order, and Lena put the call through to her driver to collect them at midnight. In the meantime, they decided that food and Netflix were the best pastime, and settled in to binge whatever took their interest.
Midnight came soon enough, and despite her best efforts, Lena couldn't convince the Super to just let her go alone. So the pair trudged down to the car, after Kara managed to squeeze into a pair of Lena's jeans to appear semi-decent in public. They accentuated the already prominent bulge, and Lena had to tear her eyes away far more times than she cared to admit. She didn't want to make Kara uncomfortable, but damn did she want to see it properly, even if just to measure it. The trip was silent, Lena scribbling some notes in her notebook, as Kara stared out the window at the passing office buildings.
They arrived at the hilled area Kara had come across the day before, and Lena retrieved a small device from in her purse. Kara hadn't seen her grab the item, and was immediately intrigued as her friend pressed a button, and a small screen showed the area around them, in a similar style to a submarine sonar detection system. Lena spotted the cocked head of her friend, signalling her befuddlement
"It's a Kryptonite scanner. I made it for when I buy properties from people like Maxwell Lord, or Morgan Edge; they have a tendency to stockpile various forms of the stuff. With this, I can detect Kryptonite up to 10-feet below ground, and in a 50-foot radius, so that it can be collected and safely disposed of. I don't know if that's what we're dealing with, but it seems as likely a possibility as anything else, so I thought I should bring it." Kara seemed quite content with that response, smiling as she stepped closer to the brunette to see the screen.
"Is it showing anything?"
"Well, there appears to be some form of Kryptonite-esque signal coming from over there" she pointed back a ways from where they stood
"But otherwise nothing. Might be good to check this signal first, it could be some space debris with a similar radiation pattern, but it's best to be sure." She turned to face where the signal was coming from, and the pair walked in silence, watching the screen as the machine dinged faster with each meter they covered. Lena moved the device as she walked, trying to get the most accurate heading; Kara thought it looked similar to watching a person find water with dowsing rods.
A few minutes later, the device was beeping rapidly, as the pair stood in front of one of the small hills. There didn't appear to be anything abnormal about the mound, but by this stage Lena was convinced there was Kryptonite here; and the pair set about searching for the cause of her scanner's reaction. As Kara rounded the hill, she noticed a small crater, no wider than her own waist. The grass around the hole appeared to be dead, the ground dry and lifeless for a good few inches before green began to reappear. Lena joined her, and immediately crouched down, laying a hand on the dry earth
"This is how it looks when space debris lands. This earth would have been scorched when it landed, and judging by the dryness, and the grass around the edges, it's been like this for quite a while" She seemed to be talking to herself, but Kara still nodded along. She saw exactly what Lena did; the result of terminal velocity after travelling through atmosphere. Whatever this was, it came to the planet from space. Lena reached into the crater, Kara pulling her away immediately.
"Kara, wha..."
"We don't know what this is. Yes, it might be some form of Kryptonite, but it could also be something with radiation that could harm you. It might even be some living thing that will eat your whole hand. Just step back, and let me get it" Lena just rolled her eyes, stepping back and gesturing to the blonde in a 'well, go on then' motion. Kara rolled her own eyes in return, before stooping to the crater, reaching in to grasp the foreign item. It hadn't traveled as deep as she'd anticipated, and she reached it easily, immediately feeling that it was definitely some kind of rock or stone. She yanked it out of the crater, pulling back to inspect it under the moonlight. Lena crouched down beside her, angling her head to view every inch she could.
The stone was almost gem-like in its looks, like dark purple amethyst glistening in the light. More interestingly, it appeared to have been compounded with a black stone, not dissimilar to onyx. Whether that was a result of it's collision with Earth, or something that happened before it even reached atmosphere, was anyone's guess.
"I can tell you, just by looking at it, that it's naturally formed. You can see where sleet and mud have rested in layers upon layers; the heat of the planet's core, and pressure would have compounded it until it became this." She gestured to the visible lines across the rock, as Kara nodded, not quite grasping what Lena was actually trying to say.
"Kara..." she waited until the blonde turned to her to continue
"This, this is part of Krypton. It could only be part of Krypton. We don't have naturally formed gems, that give off radiation signatures even slightly similar to Kryptonite, here on Earth. Not naturally, anyway. And there's never been another foreign space-object that has, either. Kara, this is Kryptonite that was naturally formed, on Krypton..." As she spoke, Kara turned back to the rock, tears welling with Lena's proclamation. She cradled the stone to her chest, this tangible piece of her home suddenly a prized possession, even if it did have an odd effect on her.
Lena gave the blonde a moment, resting a hand on her shoulder blade and rubbing soothing circles into the area. When Kara began to calm slightly, Lena stood from her position, extending a hand to the blonde, who pulled herself up, and immediately snuggled into Lena's side. Lena smiled, the only thing she could tolerate about Kara being upset, was the physical comfort she sought to ease her own suffering. Although the affection was very much wanted, she'd far prefer those cuddles to be the content, relaxed ones that occurred whenever they shared a bed; instead of being because Kara was suffering.
"Come on, let's get home so I can start taking a proper look at that. Hopefully we can sort this out relatively quickly" Kara nodded, still silent as tears stained her cheeks. They ambled back to the car, Kara holding the Kryptonite in one hand, still pressed to her chest, and Lena's hand in the other. Even on the car trip home, she kept her hand clasped with Lena's, as she turned the Kryptonite over to look from every angle. Lena simply watched the blonde, holding back her own tears as she considered how painful and bittersweet this must be for the hero. A piece of home that she can't be near without suddenly changing gender, and being forced to seclude herself from almost everyone. A thought crossed her mind, and she furrowed her brow, humming in question. Kara turned her head to face the brunette
"What?"
"Well, I was wondering if a secondary exposure would undo the effects of the first, but I suppose not. Then again, a second exposure to a cold, doesn't cure a cold. I suppose, this is going to be a little harder than I had anticipated. I assume the DEO had protocols in place for when you're exposed to Kryptonite?" Kara gaped for a moment
"You know about the DEO?" Lena's response was simply to raise her eyebrow, as if to say 'duh'. Kara blinked a few times before responding
"Yes, there are protocols for those situations. But with everything as it is, I can't exactly go there."
"That's fine, just explain it to me, and I'll set up the same thing for you at the penthouse" Lena simply shrugged. Kara was in complete awe of her friend's nonchalance about the whole thing. As if setting up a highly complex system to heal Kryptonite poisoning, was just another day in the office. She nodded though, and began to explain the process. Lena took notes to keep track of everything, asking questions where necessary, but otherwise remaining silent as the blonde explained.
That night, the pair curled around one another again. Despite the awkwardness the morning brought, Kara's emotional state after discovering a piece of Krypton, meant that she was in desperate need of physical comfort; and Lena was happy to provide it in spades. As they fell into sleep, their dreams formed around them, as always. Little did they know, they were sharing the same dreamscape, as they tore clothes away from one-another's flesh, and indulged heavily in the rough lovemaking that usually occurred only in fantasies.
The purple/black Kryptonite was sat on the dining table, glowing as it worked to bring the pair together