Kara soared through the night sky, the city lights of National City twinkling below like a sprawling, glittering quilt. Above her, a single star shone with particular brilliance, as if winking in approval of her secret mission tonight. She had promised Barbara she'd be there by 8 PM, but she was running late. The usual parade of disasters had kept her busy longer than she'd planned.
Barbara sat on a rooftop, the cool evening breeze playing with her auburn hair, dressed in her Batgirl outfit. She checked her watch for the third time in fifteen minutes. "Where is she?" she murmured, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. Tonight was supposed to be different from their usual crime-fighting escapades. They were finally going on a date. A real one.
The sound of a sonic boom echoed through the streets, and suddenly, Supergirl hovered in front of Barbara, her cape fluttering. "Sorry, I got held up," she said with an apologetic smile. Barbara's heart skipped a beat at the sight of her. "I figured you'd understand."
They exchanged a knowing look, the kind that friends share when they've seen each other through countless battles and late-night patrols. But tonight, there was something else in their eyes. Something that made the air between them crackle with anticipation. "Ready?" Supergirl asked, extending a hand.
Barbara took it, and together they launched into the night, the wind rushing past them as they headed towards the secret spot Kara had chosen. It was a secluded part of town, where the neon glow of the city was just a distant memory. The only sound was the rustle of leaves and the occasional hoot of an owl.
They landed on the roof of an abandoned warehouse, which Kara had transformed into a makeshift penthouse. Fairy lights strung from one side to the other, casting a warm, intimate glow. A picnic basket sat open on a red-and-white checkered blanket, filled with Barbara's favorite snacks. Kara had even managed to get a small fireplace going, the flames flickering in the chilly spring air.
"You did all this?" Barbara whispered, her eyes wide. Kara shrugged, her cheeks tinged with pink. "I had some time to kill before you got here."
They sat down, their legs touching, and shared a tentative smile. This was new territory for both of them. The kind of butterflies-in-the-stomach excitement that neither had felt in a long time. The kind that made their hands shake as they reached for the same chip.
Barbara leaned in, her voice low. "This is... amazing, Kara."
Kara's eyes searched hers, and she nodded, her heart racing. "Yeah," she said, her voice a little hoarse. "It is."
They sat in silence for a moment, the air thick with unspoken words. Then, as if on cue, they leaned into each other, their lips meeting in a soft, gentle kiss. It was the kind of kiss that spoke of years of unspoken feelings, of friendship turned to love, of trust earned and shared.
The kiss deepened, and Barbara felt Kara's hand slip around her waist, pulling her closer. The warmth of Kara's body was intoxicating, making Barbara's pulse race. They had been dancing around their feelings for so long, but now, in this stolen moment, they could finally act on them.
Their kiss grew more urgent as they moved together, the lines between friendship and desire blurring until they were indistinguishable. They broke apart, panting, their eyes locked, and Barbara whispered, "I want you."
Kara's response was a soft, needy sound that sent shivers down Barbara's spine. They both knew what was happening, and they were ready to explore it. To let themselves feel what had been simmering just beneath the surface for so long.
They lay back on the blanket, the stars above them a silent witness to their newfound passion. Kara traced Barbara's jaw with her thumb, sending sparks of electricity through her. "Batgirl," she whispered, "I want you too."
And with that, their date took a turn neither had expected. The tension between them had been building for months, a slow burn that neither had the courage to acknowledge. But now, alone under the stars, the flames of their desire could no longer be contained.
Kara's hand trailed down Barbara's neck, her fingertips dancing over the fabric of the Batgirl suit. Barbara's own hands began to explore, tracing the curves of Supergirl's body, feeling the muscles shift beneath her touch. Their breath mingled, growing ragged as the kisses grew more heated.
They broke apart just long enough to shed their costumes, revealing the soft, warm skin ."You have a nice body Kara, so sexy, so strong, and yet so gentle." Barbara murmured, her eyes drinking in the sight of the alien beauty before her.
Kara chuckled, a little self-consciously. "Thanks, Barbara. You're pretty incredible yourself."
Barbara blushed, feeling Kara's eyes on her. They kissed again, slower this time, savoring the feel of skin on skin. Kara's hand found Barbara's hip, her fingers digging into the soft flesh as she pulled her closer. Barbara moaned into the kiss, arching her back, her body responding to Kara's touch.
Their kiss grew more intense, and Kara began to move her hand up Barbara's side, her fingertips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Barbara shivered, her eyes fluttering closed. "Kara," she breathed, her voice barely audible. "I need you." Kara nodded as she hover over Barbara's breasts, feeling their softness and warmth beneath her palm. "Let me feel those beautiful tits," Barbara whispered, and Kara complied, her hand moving up to cup them gently, thumbs flicking over the hardened nipples. "So perfect," Barbara murmured, leaning in to kiss Kara's neck. Kara used her tongue to explore Barbara's hard nipples, causing her to gasp and arch her back.
Their bodies moved in sync, their kisses growing more urgent with each passing moment. Kara's hand traveled lower, tracing the outline of Barbara's pussy through her panties. Barbara was already wet, and Kara could feel the heat radiating from her. She slid her hand inside the fabric, her fingers slipping through Barbara's slick folds. Barbara's hips bucked at the contact, and Kara knew she had found what she was looking for. "Yes," Barbara panted, her nails digging into Kara's back. "Like that." Barbara just moan due to the pleasure that was building in her core.
Kara's touch grew bolder, her fingers finding Barbara's clit and giving it a gentle squeeze. Barbara's grip on her tightened, her breath hitching in her throat. "Oh, Kara," she moaned, her eyes screwed shut in ecstasy. "It's been so long. Since have good sex." Barbara's voice was a desperate whisper, her body trembling with need. "Do want me go faster?" Kara ask in a seductive tone. "Yes," Barbara pleaded, her hips rocking against Kara's hand. "Harder, please."
Obliging, Kara began to rub Barbara's clit with more pressure, her other hand sliding into her panties to feel the slick heat of her desire. Barbara's breathing grew shallower, her moans growing louder with each passing second. The sensations were overwhelming, a crescendo of pleasure that seemed to build and build without end. Kara took Barbara's nipple between her teeth, giving it a gentle nip, and Barbara's hips bucked in response, her orgasm approaching like a runaway train. "Barbara, oh Barbara," Kara murmured, her own arousal growing with every gasp and moan. Kara use her heat vision to remove Barbara's panties, and slid her tongue into Barbara's eager pussy. The taste was exquisite, a heady mix of sweetness and saltiness that made Kara's own desire flare.
Barbara's legs trembled as Kara's tongue worked its magic, her entire body tensing as the orgasm washed over her. She cried out, her voice echoing through the abandoned warehouse, her nails digging into Kara's back. The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, wrapped in a cocoon of passion. "Kara, I am going to come," Barbara gasped, her body shaking with the force of her climax. "Do it my friend, so I can taste your sweet juice," Kara responded, her voice thick with desire.
Kara felt Barbara's body convulse, and she didn't stop her ministrations until Barbara's breathing had slowed, and she lay panting on the blanket. "Wow," Barbara said, her eyes still closed, a smile playing on her lips. "That was... wow."
Kara kissed Barbara's stomach, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Your turn," she murmured, sliding her hand down to her own panties. Barbara's eyes snapped open, a look of excitement crossing her face. She leaned in, her breath hot against Kara's skin, and whispered, "I want to taste you."
With a gasp, Kara allowed Barbara to pull down her underwear, exposing her wet, swollen pussy. Barbara's gaze was ravenous as she took in the sight, her own desire spiking higher. She leaned in, her tongue flicking out to taste Kara for the first time. Kara's hips jolted at the contact, and she let out a moan that was pure and unrestrained. Barbara's mouth closed around her clit, sucking gently, and Kara's hands tangled in Barbara's hair, urging her on. "Oh god Barbara, keep going!" Kara's voice was a whimper, her eyes rolling back in her head. "As you wish women of steel."Barbara said as she stick two of her fingers inside Kara's pussy, her thumb continuing to rub her clit.
The rhythm of Barbara's movements grew faster, her tongue and fingers working in tandem to bring Kara to the edge. Kara's body tightened, her muscles quivering as Barbara brought her closer and closer to release. "I'm going to come," Kara panted, her voice shaking with the effort of holding back. "I'm going to come for you, Barbara." And with those words, she did. Her orgasm hit her like a meteor shower, her body arching off the blanket as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Barbara lapped up every drop, savoring the taste of her lover's climax. "So what do yo think of having sex with a kryptonian?" Kara asked with a breathless chuckle, her eyes fluttering open to meet Barbara's hungry gaze. "It's... it's incredible," Barbara murmured, her voice hoarse from her own earlier cries. She kissed Kara's thigh before moving up to kiss her deeply again, tasting herself on Kara's lips.
They lay together, panting and sated, the only sounds their ragged breaths and the distant sirens of the city they had sworn to protect. "I've been waiting for this," Barbara confessed, her hand tracing patterns on Kara's stomach. "Me too," Kara said, her voice filled with relief and joy. "But I didn't know how to tell you." Barbara leaned in to kiss her softly. "You didn't have to. I've felt it too." Kara said . "Beside you have a nasty break up with Jason Todd two month ago," Barbara smirked, referring to her brief fling with the Red Hood. "Well, it wasn't exactly a relationship," Kara said, her cheeks coloring slightly. "But it made me realize what I really want." Barbara said as she leaned into her. "What's that?" Kara' ask. "You," Barbara whispered, pressing their bodies closer together.
They kissed again, this time with a sense of urgency that had been building all evening. Their hands explored each other's bodies, relearning every curve and contour. The fireplace crackled in the background, casting shadows on the walls that danced with the flickering light of the fairy lights. It was a moment of pure, unbridled passion, the kind that neither of them had ever experienced before. Both of them sleep until morning , then Kara carrying Barbara like a bride flying her back to Gotham.
They landed Barbara's apparent building, Kara gently setting Barbara down on the rooftop. The wind had picked up, carrying with it the scent of rain. "We should get inside," Barbara murmured, her voice still a little shaky from the intensity of their lovemaking. At first Kara was unsure, the night had been perfect and she didn't want it to end. But the chill in the air reminded her of the human need for warmth. "Yeah, let's," she agreed, taking Barbara's hand and leading her to the rooftop access door.
Once inside, Barbara's apartment was a stark contrast to the cold, open sky. Warm, golden light spilled from the windows, and the scent of incense filled the air. Kara felt a new kind of nervousness as they entered Barbara's private space, a place where she had never been before. Barbara looked at her, a question in her eyes, and Kara nodded. "This is it," she said, her voice low. "Do you want take a shower., because I am getting it ready for me, if you want you could join me."Barbara said with a smile, and Kara's heart skipped a beat.
They stepped into the bathroom, and Barbara started the shower, the sound of the water hitting the tiles echoing through the room. Kara watched as Barbara removed her mask, her hair falling around her shoulders in a fiery cascade. For a moment, Kara was struck by how vulnerable Barbara looked without her mask, but that thought was quickly replaced by a deep, all-consuming desire. "Can I give you a massage my lover?" ask Kara in a gentle tone, her hand on Barbara's shoulder. Barbara nodded, her eyes half-lidded with exhaustion and pleasure. "That would be amazing," she murmured.
Kara led Barbara into the shower, the warm water cascading over their bodies as they kissed deeply. Their hands roamed over each other, reacquainting themselves with the curves and dips that had been hidden beneath their costumes for so long. The water turned the city's grime to steam, leaving only the scent of their arousal in the air. Kara's hands found Barbara's neck, her thumbs pressing into the tense muscles with just the right amount of pressure. Barbara sighed, leaning into the touch, her eyes closing in bliss. "You're so good at this," Barbara whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the water. "You have no idea," Kara said, a knowing smile playing on her lips. Kara lower hand between Barbara' legs, making Barbara's knees weak. Barbara leaned back into Kara's embrace, her breasts pressing against her chest as Kara's hand slid further down, teasing her already sensitive clit. "More," Barbara begged, her voice a needy whine.
The shower grew steamier as their bodies moved together, the water sluicing over their skin, making them slick and wet. Barbara's hand found Kara's pussy, her fingers sliding in and out with ease. Kara's moans grew louder, echoing off the tiles as Barbara's other hand gripped her hip, pulling her closer. They kissed again, their tongues dancing together as their hands brought each other closer to the edge of ecstasy. Kara felt Barbara's orgasm building, the muscles of her pussy contracting around her fingers, and she knew she was close too.
With a final, desperate thrust, Barbara came, her body shaking in Kara's arms. Kara held her tightly, feeling the tremors of pleasure run through her as she whispered sweet nothings into her ear. Barbara's legs gave out, and she leaned heavily against Kara, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Let's get into bed," Kara murmured, turning off the shower and wrapping a towel around Barbara's shivering form. "I do not need a towel, but I want you to fuck me again." Barbara said with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
They stumbled into the bedroom, their bodies still slick with water and desire. Kara picked Barbara up, carrying her to the bed and laying her down gently. She climbed in beside her, pulling the covers up to their waists. They kissed again, their bodies entwined like vines, each touch sending new sparks of passion through them. "I've dreamed of this," Barbara confessed, her voice a whisper. "Me too," Kara admitted, her eyes searching Barbara's for any sign of doubt or regret. Around sometime in the afternoon, Kara left and head back home to Metropolis, leaving Barbara to sleep in her warm bed, feeling more alive than she had in months.