Author: Ashley
Title: Losing Your Inhibitions
Rating: M - Mature
Part: 2/16
Pairing: Mon-El and Kara Danvers (Zor-El)
Word Count (Chapter): 2,856
Summary: "'Ow!' he yelped in surprise. He quickly pulled his hand away from it, shaking it in the air as he tried to brush off the sting. He stilled his hand as he moved it toward his face. Was that blood?" - Mon-El comes across an object that effects him in the same way that Red Kryptonite effects Kara. What kind of trouble can he get himself (and Kara) into?
Disclaimer: I don't own Supergirl, DC Comics or anything related to such things. The ideas, dialogue and plot points were inspired by the show, but they are my own. Plagiarism isn't nice. Please don't steal my ideas.
A/N: Hi again!
Whew! Two updates in a week! I'm on a roll!
Nah, really that prologue was just a tease. Here's where the fun stuff begins!
**A warning ahead of time, I think every chapter features both smut and cussing of some sort. If that offends you, turn back now!
Otherwise, on with it!
Chapter One: "You're allergic to lead, aren't you?"
Friday
"Hey, Winn, my man!" Mon-El clapped a hand on his friend's back. "How's it going?"
"Working hard, Mon-El. You need something?" he responded back shortly.
"Oh, sorry, you're busy," he shook his hands in the air as he backed up a step. "It's nothing. I was just checking in. Waiting for Kara to get back." His eyebrows furrowed as he moved back in and closer to Winn, watching his movements curiously. "What're you doing anyway?"
Winn sighed heavily. "Just trying to figure out what the heck this is." He gestured to the rock in front of him sitting on the examination table in the DEO lab. "I can't figure it out."
"Can't you just use some of our alien technology stuff to scan it or something?" Mon-El asked. "Isn't that how you guys usually figure out what stuff is around here?"
Winn looked at him. "You think I haven't tried that?" he sighed heavily. "The equipment just keeps saying 'unknown mineral.'"
"Where'd it come from?" Mon-El asked curiously.
"An agent found it outside one of the old CADMUS locations; the one where Lillian Luthor was holding you and Kara that time they shot you and stole her blood."
Mon-El shivered as he remembered that frightening day. "Oh yeah," he nodded. "Good times."
"Alex said she thought it might be lead and asked me to test for lead dust, you know since it's toxic to humans."
"Extra toxic for me…"
"Exactly," Winn nodded at him. "But I cleaned it off and couldn't find any dust particles. We still think it might be lead though. A primary ore or something similar. Kara couldn't x-ray through it last time I asked her. I think I'm going to try to break off a little gray piece, a white piece, and a red piece. Try to test them all separately. Maybe our tech can figure it out if we break it down a bit for it to read."
"Yeah…it's definitely a weird looking rock…"
"Mineral," Winn corrected. "We know it's a mineral, so that narrows things down a bit. Sort of." He sighed heavily again. "It's been in storage for a while. The city is quiet enough today that I can finally start looking into it. I mean, I've started looking a few times already, but something always came up that was more important before I really got anywhere with it." He scrubbed his hands across his face. "My brain's a little exhausted though. I don't think I'll be getting very far with it tonight."
Mon-El's hand reached out toward the rock and Winn's own hand slapped it away.
"Whoa!" He cried out as he pulled his hand back from the rock.
"Dude, I literally just said that I still thought it was lead. You're allergic to lead, aren't you?"
Mon-El shrugged. "Yeah…"
"So maybe you shouldn't touch it then…" he suggested.
A shrill ringing broke out in the room and he watched as Winn reached into his pocket. He pulled out his phone and propped it up at his ear with his shoulder. "Hello?" He paused for a while to listen to the voice on the other side and Mon-El's eyes flicked down to the rock again. "Yeah, gimme a sec and I'll be right over." He pulled the phone from his ear before jamming it back into his pocket. "As per usual, I'm being interrupted once again. Kara's on her way back and J'onn needs my help with something. Heading back over?" he asked with a nod of his head.
"Yeah, sure, I just-" Mon-El paused. "I just remembered that I have something to do before I take off for the night. I'll see you over there in a few?"
Winn nodded as he moved to leave the room.
When he was out of view, Mon-El's gaze drifted down to the rock again. It was strange looking. It probably was some kind of lead after all. Especially if Kara couldn't see through it. Lead. That's a common thing found on Earth, right? He eyed the rock's red pieces; longer, stick-like pieces that branched out from the center of the rock. The red was dark against the gray, almost unnoticeable except for that it caught the light from the ceiling fixture above. He carefully turned the rock on the table, spinning it so that he could get a better look at the odd red spots. He squinted as his face moved closer to the object, his eyes carefully examining it. His hand reached out and he ran it across the edges, his finger then moving to slide along the shiny red piece.
"'Ow!' he yelped in surprise.
He quickly pulled his hand away from it, shaking it in the air as he tried to brush off the sting. He stilled his hand as he moved it toward his face. Was that blood?" Shit, Winn was right. He probably shouldn't have touched that. He slid his finger into his mouth, sucking at the droplets of blood on his fingertip, hoping that the cut would just disappear and stop bleeding. He pulled his finger from his mouth and looked down. He squeezed at the cut on his finger, but it didn't bleed again. You could barely see the scratch on his skin anymore, the damage fading by the second. Whew. Gone. Now, to put the rock back into the same spot it was and leave, before Winn finds out he messed with it. He spun the rock back slightly as his eyes scanned the room to make sure nothing looked suspicious before he left. Shoot. Now he had to go off and wander the halls to pretend to do that "something" he said he had to do before meeting Kara…
"Ahh, Mon-El," J'onn waved him over as he finally walked back out to the main floor. "You're just in time for our meeting!"
Mon-El rolled his eyes as he moved in next to Kara. Of course he was just in time for the meeting. He kissed Kara on the cheek loudly, his lips smacking against her skin as his arm slid around her waist. She eyed him strangely before her attention turned back to J'onn's speech.
Mon-El wasn't paying attention to the speech; not at all. He saw J'onn's mouth moving and he watched Winn and Alex standing next to him, their heads nodding, but for some reason he just didn't care.
His hand remained on Kara's back, under her cape and teasing the edge of her skirt at her waist. She shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot before finally stepping a little further to the side and out of his reach. His hand hung dramatically in the air after she moved away and he sighed heavily.
"Is there a problem, Mon-El?" J'onn's voice filled the area, booming and loud.
"I'm just ready to go home," he said simply with a shrug
"Well, you were dismissed a while ago. You should have left while you had the chance," he shrugged back. "But I'm finished now anyway. Goodnight, everybody. We'll see you bright and early tomorrow."
Everyone called out "yes sir" at various volumes around the room as they all turned to leave.
"Kara, Mon-El, you were in early this afternoon. I'll see you a little later tomorrow," he smiled and winked at them before turning to leave.
Mon-El turned to Kara, a wide smile on his face. She looked at him with a scowl on hers.
"What was all that about?" she asked him.
"What was what about?" he moved in closer to her, his arms wrapping around her waist as he leaned in to her for a kiss. She pushed slightly at his chest, her palms flat against him.
"That," she looked around the room hesitantly. "We decided not to do that kind of…stuff here."
"I can't touch you?" his voice was loud as he asked it incredulously.
She shushed him. "Yes, I mean, you can. We just said to keep it minor at the DEO, remember? You know I don't like all that stuff here. We should be working when we're here. Focused."
He rolled his eyes at her. "Okay, whatever. I'm sorry. Can we go home now then?" He leaned in toward her ear. "Apparently I can't do what I want to do if we're here…" his hand slid low, cupping her behind underneath the cover of her cape.
"Mon-El," she giggled, pushing his hand away as she looked around the room again. "Okay, okay, let's go," she agreed and her hand slid into his as she pulled him toward the exit.
His lips were all over her neck in the elevator of her building. She'd told him to wait; that they were almost home, but he felt so good and she was so ready for him that she didn't bother pushing him away. Her eyes simply watched the floor numbers rise slowly on the elevator wall panel as she tried to keep herself decent in the likely camera equipped elevator. But it was the slowest elevator ride ever. Thank goodness they were alone because this was definitely not the place for that.
The elevator dinged, finally reaching their floor, but Mon-El didn't step away, his body pinning her to the elevator wall, his hands trying to slide past the waistband and down the back of her jeans.
"Mon-El," she whispered against him. "We're here. Let's go."
He only groaned as he walked backward, dragging her out of the elevator, her heel getting caught on the lip of the door as they moved. She stumbled, her chest falling into his and he just grabbed at her thighs, lifting her into his arms. He moved toward the door to her apartment, pinning her against it as she fumbled with the keys in her hand. He took the keyring from her, unlocking the door, securing her weight in his arms as he pushed it open and went inside. He kicked the door closed with his foot, dropping her body down on the kitchen island, his hands rushing to strip his own shirt from his body.
She hopped down from the table and he growled at her. Her eyes widened. "I'm not having sex on this table, Mon-El," she shook her head. "The bed is right there," she pointed behind herself with a giggle as she moved toward it.
"But I want it here," he said, his voice stern. She eyed him strangely.
"But, I-" she stopped herself.
He was looking at her with so much desire; a glint in his eye, a dark sparkle that she didn't recognize and she just nodded.
"Okay, wherever you want," she agreed as he moved in close again. He bent down as he lifted her into his arms and dropped her on the edge of the table again.
He stripped himself of the rest of his clothes while she worked the buttons down the front of her shirt. "Hurry up," he mumbled and her eyebrows furrowed, but her fingers sped up, pulling her shirt from her body. His hands roughly tugged at the button on her jeans, pulling it from its loop before rushing to shove the denim down her body. She lifted herself from the table to help him and he yanked the pants off of her, the ends getting caught on her shoes.
He fell to his knees on the floor, his hands trying to tug the ties of her booties off, the thin laces knotting tighter together as he tried to loosen them.
He suddenly stood and stared at her. "Take off your fucking shoes."
Her eyes widened as she laughed. "Relax, Mon-El," she said as she toed off her boots without even untying them. "See? Easy."
He pulled at her jeans again, finally getting them off her body and dropping them to the kitchen floor. He tugged his own jeans down, barely pushing off his boxers before pulling out his cock, stroking himself in front of her.
"The rest, Kara," he nodded at her. "Take it off." She smirked at him as she reached a hand behind her back, her fingers gripping at the hooks of her bra and unfastening them. She slowly released the ends, the straps slipping from her shoulders and moving down her arms, getting caught in the crooks of her bent elbows.
He reached out and snatched the bra from her, throwing it to the floor. She sat there and stared at him, knowing what her next move should be, but waiting for him to say it. He moved in close to her, pushing his boxers the rest of the way down his thighs, moving her legs open wider for himself. His hands quickly and easily ripped the edges of her panties, tearing them from her body. She just watched him, jaw dropped open as he tossed them to the floor.
"Hey!" she cried out. "What the hell?!"
"I told you to hurry up and you were being difficult, Kara," he shrugged at her. "I'll get you new ones." His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her towards him while angling her body.
"That doesn't mean you have to destroy my clothes," she whined as she pouted at him. He ignored her as his hand cupped her sex, his fingers stroking roughly against her, testing her readiness for him.
He stroked himself a few more times, sliding her wetness along himself before he moved in toward her, pushing the head of his cock against her opening. "Ready?" he asked, but he didn't wait for her answer, already pushing inside of her before the question was out of his mouth.
She groaned as he entered her sharply, stretching her almost uncomfortably as she moved to adjust.
"Fuck, you're tight," he said as he pushed himself all the way inside of her. "Told you this table was a good idea," he groaned against her neck. "Perfect angle."
She moved in front of him, leaning back on her elbows as she tried to adjust. "Wait," she mumbled as she shifted her hips against the hard surface beneath her. He tugged her body closer to him, her ass sliding off the table as he wrapped her legs around his waist. He groaned as he felt himself hit deeper inside of her.
"Oh," she gasped. "Better," she nodded.
His hips moved quickly, their skin slapping together crudely as he pounded in and out of her unforgivingly, obviously set on reaching his own climax. She was gasping against him each time his hips slammed against hers.
It wasn't long before his arm wrapped around her back, holding her steady as he moved her own hand to where they were joined.
"Touch yourself," he grunted and she moved her fingers against her clit. "I come harder when you come around me."
She nodded, her eyes clenched shut, her hand moving furiously against herself. A few moments later, his lips were at her ear, his teeth pulling on her earlobe.
"Are you coming, Kara?" he grunted against her neck as he leaned into her. "I need you to come right now."
She groaned, her back arching, her chest pressing tightly into his. She whimpered as he pushed her hand away, his own fingers pinching at her clit, harshly rubbing against the nub and she cried out. His lips met hers, his tongue forcing its way inside her mouth and she moaned as she broke away, gasping as she felt herself coming around him. Her walls clenched quickly, repeatedly, her limbs quivering as she hit her peak. He dropped his hand from her and flexed his hips harshly against hers as he finally came, shooting inside of her as he nearly collapsed against her, his forehead falling to her shoulder.
"Wow," he heard her whisper against the side of his head. "That was…intense," she panted as she tried to get her heart to slow down, her muscles so relaxed she felt like she was going to fall off the table. "But foreplay is good too, you know," she said as he pulled out of her. "I think you forgot that this time…"
His hand stroked against her sex, spreading the evidence of their coupling all across her as he smirked against her shoulder.
He raised his head and she pulled his face toward her, kissing him slowly, filled with emotion. Her hands held his face, cupping his cheeks, her lips melding against his, his own only partially returning the gesture. She pulled away slowly.
"Are you done?" he asked, a slight smile at his lips.
She crinkled her eyebrows at him in response.
"I'm just ready for a shower," he defended as he pulled away from her.
"Oh, okay," she finally hopped down from the table. "Want me to join you?" she asked with a grin as she wiggled her eyebrows at him.
"No, you should probably just clean off that table before tomorrow's breakfast," he laughed as he turned around and headed into the bathroom.
"Hmph," she pouted as she turned around. She eyed the table. Yeah, probably best to wipe that down now…
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