An Unexpected Turn
“Kara?” Lena steps even closer to the blonde woman perched on the white, spinning bar stool. Warm hands grasp Kara’s, snapping her from her reverie. “Are you okay, Kara?” She bites her lip, her heart throbbing painfully in her chest. As Lena revealed her intentions to hurt Kara, each word felt like a fresh crack in her already broken heart. Her stomach churns, all thought of even trying one of Lena’s homemade potstickers thrown out the window as she processes her emotions. She’s hurt, of course. But beneath her pain, she recognizes her anger bubbling. Kara swallows, trying to suppress the red emotion that’s beginning to boil out of her mouth.
“I’m fine, Lena.” She removes her hands from Lena’s, sliding off the bar stool. She begins to move toward the door, trying to leave before the situation escalates. Lena grabs her arm.
“Wait, Kara. Where are you going?”
“I should go.” Kara doesn’t turn to face Lena, but she can picture the crestfallen look on her face. Looking at the raven-haired woman would break her resolve. She’s too hurt to let herself fall back into the arms of this woman right now. She needs some space.
“I don’t want you to,” Lena whispers, releasing her hand from Kara’s arm. Biting her lip, she turns to look at Lena. As predicted, Lena looks disappointed at the way this is going. What did she expect? “Please, Kara. Stay.” Lena’s near begging now, but the whine in her tone makes her snap.
“You want me to stay? Why should I, Lena? You threw me out when I told you my biggest secret.” Kara throws up her arms, the anger boiling to the surface now. “You broke my heart, Lena. I tried to heal, tried to move on, but now you’re telling me that all of your actions up to this point have been to hurt me even more? What am I supposed to say or do with that?” She watches as Lena shrinks away from her, wrapping her arms around herself.
“Kara… I’m sorry, please.” Lena’s voice cracks. For a moment, Kara feels guilty for snapping. But it’s quickly replaced with the pain and anger she’s felt for months.
“Do you even love me, Lena?” The question takes Lena by surprise. Kara can tell by the way Lena’s eyes flick to hers while she fidgets against the counter. When Lena hesitates, Kara’s heart shatters. Blinking rapidly against the tears forming, she spins around, stalking to the balcony. She pauses, half expecting Lena to stop her, half expecting herself to break down. Taking a deep breath, neither happen. She throws open the balcony door, the cool night air hitting her warm cheeks. The tears begin to fall as she walks toward the railing. She turns, expecting to see Lena still by the counter, but she’s right behind her. Startled, Kara moves backward, her lower back hitting the rail.
“Can we talk about this, Kara? Please?” Lena doesn’t move closer, but she reaches out to brush a few stray tears from Kara’s face. More than anything, Kara wants to lean against her hand, feeling comfort in the midst of her pain. She doesn’t though, simply standing there, back against the rail, arms hanging by her sides.
“What’s there to talk about? It’s clear you don’t love me. That this has just been a game to you.” Kara looks down again as a fresh wave of tears springs to her eyes. She quickly wipes at them, trying to keep her resolve.
“That’s not true! Kara, you have to believe me. It’s not a game to me. It never has been. I…” Lena trails off, swallowing hard.
“Then tell me you love me, Lena. Tell me that everything you did to intentionally hurt me was because you love me.” Kara crosses her arms now, staring at the taller woman in front of her.
“I…I can’t,” Lena’s voice breaks, her chest heaving with a sob. Kara shuts her eyes tight, a few tears escaping from beneath her lids. “I can’t….because I’m scared. Kara, I’m scared that if I tell you that I love you, it just gives you a chance to hurt me in ways I haven’t even thought about.” Half of Kara wants to wrap her arms around Lena, soothing her. The other half wants to jump back off this balcony to never see Lena again.
“Do you know how terrified I was to tell you about my identity? How many times that I wanted to? How many times have I convinced myself that it was better to tell you than for you to find out from someone else? You deserved the truth, Lena. A relationship wouldn’t have lasted if I kept hiding a whole other person from you.” Green eyes meet blue ones, sad and blurry with tears. “I was so scared, Lena. So scared.” Kara leans back against the rail, the cold metal pressing into her back. Lena wipes her face, the tears still falling, just slower now.
“I know, Kara. I messed up. I understand that. I’d give anything to change how I reacted. To change how I felt in the moment of you being completely honest with me. I realized too late that I overreacted and took it personally even though you were trying to protect me.” Lena lets out a shaky breath before stepping closer and gently lifting Kara’s chin, forcing her to look into her sparkling green eyes. This time, however, Lena’s eyes make Kara’s inside flip not unpleasantly, sending shivers through her body down to her core. She attempts to suppress the shiver with no luck. Goosebumps dot her arms. Time seems to stretch forever as the two women stare into each other’s eyes, Lena’s fingers still on Kara’s chin. Is she imagining Lena inching forward toward her lips? No, a few moments ago, Lena’s face was definitely farther away than it is now. As Kara feels Lena’s lips brush against hers, she welcomes the familiar taste and feel of Lena’s soft lips. She loses herself in the kiss. Forgetting about their history. Forgetting that they broke each other’s hearts. Kara breaks the kiss, panting hard, fingers digging into the soft flesh of Lena’s hips. She feels dizzy, the kiss sending her stomach into a flurry of butterflies. Lena’s lips have a small smirk, eyes darkening with lust that sends pulses of excitement to Kara’s core.
“I love you, Kara Danvers,” Lena says, moving to kiss her again. Kara gently pushes her back.
“Kara?” Confusion laces through Lena’s voice. “What’s wrong?” Kara bites her lip again, the soft skin slipping between the pearly whites. She takes a moment too long to say anything because Lena slips her arms around Kara, trying to comfort her. “I’m sorry, Kara. For everything,” Lena whispers into her neck, her breath warm against Kara’s skin. The apology, despite Lena already saying it moments before, shocks Kara with the intensity of the sincerity coming from Lena.
“Lena…” Kara begins slowly, wondering if she’ll regret her next words. “I’m not sure if we…” She trails off as Lena’s lips plant themselves on her neck again, warm, soft, and moist. A soft moan escapes from between her lips. There’s a fleeting moment of embarrassment but it leaves as fast as it came. Instead, the pleasure rises, and Kara tangles her hands into Lena’s raven-coloured locks. Lips continue down her neck, across her bare collarbone, causing her knees to shake and her head to throw back, her loud moans filling the space. The words she was about to say were forgotten. Lena begins lowering herself, trailing kisses even further down Kara’s body. Before she can get too far though, Kara stops her by gently tugging on her beautiful black hair.
“Take me to the bedroom,” she moans, not really thinking about the aftermath. She’s here at the moment. And she’s going to enjoy it. Lena takes a moment too long to react to Kara’s command. She practically growls before picking up Lena, bridal style, and marching into the bedroom. She sets her gently on the bed, her core throbbing painfully from the need. She reaches behind herself to undo the zipper on her dress when Lena stops her.
“Let me.” The softness of Lena’s fingers tickles Kara’s neck as she begins undoing the zipper. Soon, the dress loosens, falling off her shoulders but pooling around her waist because of the tightness. Moist lips begin covering her shoulders and neck with kisses again, but Kara turns, taking Lena’s face in her hands. The kiss begins softly, but grows desperate, a clash of teeth, lips, and tongue.
“Take this off,” Lena says, her voice husky and low. Kara nods, removing her dress from her waist, and letting it pool at her feet. She stands in front of Lena, clad in her matching underwear as the other woman hungrily flicks her eyes over her body. She steps out of the pile at her feet, starting to undo the buttons on Lena’s shirt. It feels like there are too many buttons and Kara’s becoming impatient. She rips the shirt, a few buttons shooting off into the bedroom somewhere. Lena gasps, but not because Kara ripped her shirt. Greedily, Kara stares at the black lace bra that holds Lena’s perfect breasts. She eventually unclasps the bra, letting the mounds free from the lacy prison before wrapping her arms around Lena again. Kara begins kissing Lena’s neck, trailing them over her shoulder to her collarbone and down to the valley between her breasts. She teases the other woman, kissing the mounds while avoiding her nipples. Lena groans, trying to guide Kara’s mouth to the hard nubs with a hand tightly gripping her hair.
“Tell me what you want.” Kara’s voice is soft but stern as she continues to pepper the sensitive skin with kisses. Lena gasps as Kara gently bites the skin, marking her.
“Suck on them,” Lena says breathily. Kara smirks, finally slipping a nipple into her mouth, and sucking it hard. A loud gasp erupts from Lena, encouraging Kara to continue her assault. She gives equal attention to the other breast and nipple before lowering herself to the floor. Kneeling on the soft carpet of Lena’s bedroom, she slowly unbuttons Lena’s dress pants, sliding them down her slender legs before allowing her to step out of them. She tosses them behind her then continues leaving kisses down Lena’s body, making sure to plant some on her hips and the tops of her thighs. “Kara…” She looks up, catching Lena’s half-lidded look. “I want to sit on your face.” A pulse of pleasure runs through Kara’s body with the bluntness of Lena’s request. She nods, quickly standing and crawling onto the bed. Kara watches as Lena shimmies out of her underwear, now completely naked, before crawling onto the bed and straddling Kara.
“Are you sure you want this?” Lena asks, her voice heavy and low from the pleasure.
“Yes,” Kara replies. “More than anything, Lena.” Biting her lip, the raven-haired woman slides forward, positioning herself over Kara’s face. Kara can see the moisture glistening off Lena’s outer lips. She licks her lips in anticipation. Lena lowers herself slowly as Kara grasps the back of her thighs, holding her in place. She plants a few kisses on the inside of Lena’s thighs, teasing the woman above her.
“Stop teasing me,” Lena whimpers softly. Kara digs her fingers into the soft flesh of Lena’s thighs as she tries to lower herself. “Kara, please,” Lena begs, her legs trembling. Kara inches closer to Lena’s dripping core before blowing lightly across her clit. “Oh god,” Lena moans.
“Please what?” There’s a moment of silence as the woman above her tries to form words as Kara blows across her clit again.
“P-please… I need your tongue on my clit. Please lick my cunt.” With Lena’s bluntness and vulgar language, Kara’s core aches with the need for release. However, her focus is Lena, so she delves in. She uses the flat of her tongue to swipe the juices from Lena’s outer lips before flicking her clit. Keeping Lena firmly positioned above her, Kara continues her onslaught, licking tight circles over her clit. Small moans begin to surmount to louder ones as Lena throws her head back in pleasure, one hand playing with her nipples and the other buried in Kara’s blonde hair. Kara takes Lena’s clit into her mouth, sucking on the sensitive bud causing Lena to buck against her face. She slides one finger into the tight, warm tunnel as she continues to suck on her clit, feeling it clench around her finger. Pumping it in and out slowly, Lena gasps and moans in pleasure, now bracing herself with her arms on the headboard.
“Can you take another?” Kara releases Lena’s clit long enough to ask the question.
“Fuck, yes. Please,” Lena answers instantly. Kara slowly adds another finger, then resumes her assault on the bundle of nerves. Within moments, Kara feels Lena’s muscles clench, the warm tunnel grip onto her fingers and she increases her pace. Lena’s close to her orgasm. Kara braces the woman above her, wrapping her one free arm around her back. The sounds of Kara eating out Lena’s cunt and Lena’s moans fill the bedroom, echoing off the walls. Lena throws her head back, mouth shaped in an ‘O’ as the first waves of pleasure overtake her body. Kara continues her pace, drawing out her orgasm for as long as she can. Eventually, Lena’s body stops shaking and relaxes into Kara’s hands. She gently removes her fingers from inside her before lifting Lena and laying her beside her. Licking her fingers clean, she watches as Lena’s eyes snap to the movement, a hungry look in her eye. Kara leans forward, kissing the raven-haired woman, forcing her to taste her sweet nectar.
“Good?” Kara asks after she breaks the kiss.
“Amazing, Kara.” There’s a small pause. Kara watches as Lena seems to collect her thoughts. A smirk plays on Lena’s lips, her eyes glinting with mischief. “My turn.”