A Familiar Face
Kara wakes to the bright morning sun filtering through the window. Blinking against the harsh light, she stretches, her muscles groaning in protest.
“Good morning, Kara,” Lena says softly. Kara rolls over to find Lena laying next to her, lazily running her fingers over Kara’s skin. Kara smiles and bites her lip. Memories of last night run through her foggy morning brain.
“Morning, Lena,” Kara murmurs, suddenly becoming shy. Lena leans forward brushing her lips against Kara’s gently.
“Ms. Danvers… you can’t possibly be shy this morning after our activities last night.” Kara blushes. “Maybe…” Lena begins kissing her neck. “I need to remind you.” Kara moans softly as Lena’s lips trail lightly down her neck to her collarbone. Her lips suck on the sensitive skin there, sending shivers directly to her core. Kara pulls Lena’s mouth back up to hers, sliding her tongue along Lena’s bottom lip, asking for entrance. Instantly, Lena opens to her. Fresh peppermint infiltrates Kara’s tastebuds as her tongue mingles with Lena’s. Mouths still entwined, Kara easily pulls Lena on top of her, the covers falling away from her bare shoulders. The raven-haired woman breaks the kiss and Kara lets out a small whine.
“Not so shy now, are we?” Lena smirks, her hands tangling themselves in Kara’s blonde waves. Kara sticks her tongue out at Lena playfully.
“I can’t help it,” Kara says, running her hands over Lena’s waist to her hips, and over the fine curves of her ass. “You’re so beautiful, Lena.” A curtain of silky black hair falls over Kara’s face as Lena once again captures her lips in a heated kiss. Once again, Lena breaks the kiss, moving slightly to begin a trail of wet kisses from Kara’s neck to her collarbone, and down to the valley between her breasts. She untangles her fingers from the golden locks to run them over Kara’s abs. Kara moans, the contact increasing her arousal. As Lena’s fingers trace her skin, Kara pushes Lena’s head towards her breasts, urging her to suck the hardened buds. However, instead of giving in to Kara’s demands, Lena blows gently across them, making goosebumps across Kara’s chest before shifting lower. She replaces her fingers with her mouth, leaving kisses along Kara’s abs.
“Oh, Lena…” Kara moans. Lena hasn’t even touched her clit yet, but she’s aching for release. Kara shifts, trying to create fiction against her core. Lena glances up knowingly with a smirk on her face. She tsks, but continues her onslaught of kisses on Kara’s stomach, moving torturously slow toward her core. “Please,” Kara begs quietly, struggling against the urge to push Lena’s mouth on her clit. Lena gives in, swiping her tongue once over Kara’s lips, catching the arousal that’s collected there. Kara gasps in pleasure. Using her fingers, Lena spreads Kara’s lips open before delving in, licking and sucking her clit. She diligently works the small bundle of nerves, keeping Kara on the edge. Typically, Kara throws her head back in pleasure, closing her eyes, and waiting for the pleasure to overcome her. But she can’t seem to tear her eyes away from the raven-haired beauty eating her pussy like it’s the best dessert she’s tasted. Even after already doing this last night, it feels like a dream, having Lena’s face between her legs.
“God, Kara. You taste so good… it turns me on so much.” Lena’s soft breath against her sensitive core sent shivers through her, almost making her miss the actual words that were spoken. Lena dips a finger inside Kara, the warm tunnel already tightening against the infiltration. Kara moans, attempting to hold off her orgasm for a bit longer to savor the moment. But the moment Lena’s thumb brushes over her clit, she loses the fight against the pleasure, losing herself in it. During her orgasm, Kara watches as she squirts, the thin stream of liquid hitting Lena’s face, dripping off her chin. She feels momentarily embarrassed when a look of surprise emerges on Lena’s face.
“Wow, Kara,” Lena says, licking her lips and wiping her face.
“I’m sorry, Lena.” Kara throws her head back, covering her face. She feels the bed dip as Lena comes to lay beside her. Lena gently takes her hands from her face, holding them. Kara feels the slightest wetness on Lena’s fingers.
“Kara, that was incredible.” Lena kisses her without letting her respond. She tastes herself on Lena’s lips, the salty flavor mixing with Lena’s natural taste and the slightest bit of peppermint. Kara glances at Lena, the emerald green of her eyes tinged black from lust.
“Y-you enjoyed that?” Kara stutters out, her embarrassment ebbing away. Lena takes one of Kara’s hands, guiding it between her legs. Feeling the slick wetness from Lena’s core, Kara runs a finger between the lips, making Lena moan. Her core throbs again, unsatisfied, knowing that Lena is dripping because of her. She did that.
“I’ve never been more turned on…” Lena says huskily. Kara bites her lip, her finger dipping inside. She adds another, the slickness of Lena’s core allowing it to enter easily. Kara begins thrusting in a slow, lazy rhythm, drawing out the pleasure for Lena for longer. Lena’s mouth forms an ‘O’ shape as she silently moans.
“Let it out, baby,” Kara whispers in Lena’s ear, taking it into her mouth. Sucking on the lobe, she feels more than hears Lena’s moan. She lowers her mouth to Lena’s neck, her fingers still pumping into her core. The warm tunnel begins to tighten, a clear sign that Lena is close. She picks up her pace, using her teeth to nip the virgin skin on Lena’s neck, definitely marking her. Kara uses her thumb to press against Lena’s clit, making small circles as her fingers continue their pace. With a loud gasp and her name leaving Lena’s lips, Lena comes, her core clenching onto Kara’s fingers. Kara slowly removes her fingers.
“Fuck…” Lena falls back onto the bed, throwing an arm across her eyes. Kara sucks her fingers clean, the sweet taste of Lena reigniting her arousal. She just can’t get enough of the raven-haired woman.
THE NEXT DAY
The past two days with Lena are all Kara can think about this morning. On her way to CatCo, Kara took a detour to just walk past LuthorCorp even if she didn’t see Lena. Every time she thinks about the raven-haired genius, her heart flutters, and her core throbs. As she steps off the elevator to her desk, Nia intercepts her.
“Good morning, Kara. How are you?”
“Good morning, Nia. I’m great, feeling on top of the world,” Kara replies brightly. No one could take away her good mood today. She feels like she can tackle anything and anyone with Lena by her side. Kara sits at her desk. Nia hovering nearby. “How can I help, Nia?”
“Well, it’s Thursday,” Nia explains, as if that’s all Kara needs to understand why the intern is lingering. “The Lena Luthor interview article is due tomorrow?” Realization dawns on Kara like a sinking stone in a fast-moving river. She quickly whips open her laptop, checking the date. Thursday. Tomorrow is Friday. The article she hasn’t even started is due tomorrow. “Kara?” Nia’s still standing there, watching Kara panic.
“Right. Okay, Nia. Do any of your articles need to be done this week?” Nia shakes her head. “Great, you’ll be helping me with this one. And of course, you’ll get the credit. Your name in the byline after mine.” Nia’s mouth falls open.
“W-wait, Kara. Are you sure?”
“Yes, of course.” Kara smiles, remembering the first time she added her name to a byline. It was the first time she helped James in the field, journaling and photographing a major drug bust. As Nia grabs a spare chair and settles in, Kara pulls out her notebook and the voice recorder. She hands the voice recorder to Nia. “Here. Listen to this and write everything down. We’ll need it for the article in addition to my notes.”
The rest of the day flies by. Kara and Nia manage to write a 6000-word article on the CEO of LuthorCorp with Kara remaining impartial to the story. Even still, it shines Lena in a very positive light, removing her from under the shadow of her last name. After Nia heads home, Kara edits the article before saving again and sending the draft to Cat for final edits.
“Supergirl, we got something.” Alex’s voice comes through the comms. Rushing out of the door of CatCo, Kara disappears into an alley before flying off to the DEO. Landing on the helipad, she hurries forward as J’onn, Alex, and Winn are already waiting for her.
“What do we have?” Alex looks at Winn, gesturing that he has the floor. Clearing his throat, he begins.
“Right. Well, I had an idea. Instead of tracking the person, why not track the Kryptonite? So I recalibrated the satellites to alert us when they got a hit on the Kryptonite. About five minutes ago, the alert went off. I don’t know if it’s the person who attacked you several weeks ago, Supergirl, but it’s worth a shot.”
“This time, you aren’t going in alone. J’onn and I are coming,” Alex chimes in before Kara has a chance to respond to Winn. She nods at Alex and J’onn.
“Okay, let’s go.” Kara turns to Winn. “Location?”
“I’ll send the direct address, but five blocks from the docks.”
Landing close to the address that Winn sent them, J’onn and Kara rush over to Alex who’s just flipping the kickstand on her bike. Taking off her helmet, Alex’s short hair bounces back into the cute side bob she sports. The trio move into the building where Winn said the satellites pinged the Kryptonite. It’s an abandoned warehouse, the previous owners left in a hurry with the amount of equipment left behind. A thick layer of dust covers everything. Kara uses her X-ray vision to scan the building, only to realize that it must have been built with lead.
“I can’t see anything, move cautiously,” Kara whispers to J’onn and Alex. Both nod in response, trying to remain quiet. There’s a small thump on the opposite side of the warehouse. Kara creeps forward, peering through a forklift. A figure, hooded and cloaked in black stands at a small table with their back to her. A small lamp illuminates the space. On the table, Kara spots the gun, pulsing green with Kryptonite. She swallows hard, fear rising in her chest. If the figure uses that on her again…
“Come on out, Kryptonian. I know you’re there,” The distorted voice calls out, catching the trio by surprise. Alex puts a finger to her lips and mouths ‘Stay put’ to Kara. However, Kara stands, revealing her location to the figure.
“Who are you? What are you doing in National City?” The figure turns, blocking the light from the lamp, preventing Kara from getting a good look at them. Kara steps further toward them, trying to keep them from using the weapon.
“Oh, Kryptonian. You know who I am. How else do you think I knew to use Kryptonite?” The figure chuckles, a garbled sound due to the voice changer. At this moment, Kara spots Alex behind the figure, within range of the Kryptonite gun. Now’s her chance. Kara bursts forward, trying to catch the figure with her super speed. However, the figure vanishes, disappearing into the shadows before she could come within five feet of them. Kara spins, squinting into the darkness.
“Alex!” Kara screams as her sister falls to the ground, grunting in pain. The figure stands above her, fists clenched. Alex rolls onto her back, clutching her side. Kara runs to Alex, reaching down to fly her out. J’onn’s voice appears in her head suddenly.
“Supergirl, watch out!” Kara looks up just as the figure grabs the Kryptonite weapon, powering it up. Kara barely manages to dodge out of the way as a large green blast erupts from the end. It manages to catch her shoulder, sending her tumbling away into the darkness. Another garbled laugh comes from the figure.
“Three against one. How cute.” Kara watches as the figure moves to back to Alex. They bend down, removing their mask. Alex audibly gasps.
“Andrea!?”