Incoming

Kara didn’t mean to act like such a Catholic schoolgirl, really she didn’t. It was just that sometimes it seemed humans thought of nothing but sex. “T-turned on?”

Lena sat down on her desk, her handcuffs still wrapped around Kara’s neck so that she pulled the Kryptonian nearly on top of her. “Oh yes. That’s what was so… frustrating about all this. That woman was chaining me up and throwing me against the wall, and even though I wanted to just…” Lena gnashed her teeth. “I also couldn’t help but think that if you were doing that, it would be just a little perfect.”

Kara blushed. She couldn’t help it. “I mean, I… wait, my sister?”

“She was the one who put the handcuffs on me.” Lena smiled at her. Kara didn’t know how, but Lena had two entirely different smiles that just happened to share the same lips and the same teeth. One smile was warm and personable and shockingly affectionate for being her public face, greeting colleagues and business partners, but never with so much warmth as she did Kara.

The other smile was the one she was displaying now. Dark, dangerous, but not cold like Lillian’s. It was feverishly warm. Kara felt like she would burn up before those teeth Lena flashed ever managed to close around her neck.

The first smile she could almost say no to. The second? Not a chance.

“Are you not in the mood to play with me?” Lena asked, teasing Kara with just how helpless she was.

Times like these were why Kara was not a good liar. How was she supposed to think? “I’m still a little mad at you… on Alex’s behalf…” she admitted weakly. Lena’s thighs were closing around her waist.

“We fought. Now we can make up. Don’t you want to make… up?” Lena asked sadistically, tilting her chin up to Kara’s mouth. Her back was arched, her head drifting back, offering her entire body up to Kara’s gaze.

“I, uh, oh…” It felt a little disloyal to Alex, contemplating certain intimate acts with Lena right after Kara had convinced her not to smear Alex or Alex’s girlfriend. But she was Lena’s girlfriend. And she was eager to put the spat behind them and get back to being as shockingly happy as Lena could make her. But oh, would that leave Lena thinking she wasn’t serious about what she’d said about Alex and Maggie? 

A natural disaster would be really helpful here in making up her mind, since saving lives always came first, but National City was so quiet. It seemed the loudest sound in it was Lena’s racing heart. Rao, why did Lena have to want her so much?

“Maybe you could give me five minutes to convince you?” Lena offered, looping the cuffs through Kara’s hair, her hands flowing with teasing fingertips over Kara’s face. “Or fifteen? You have, on occasion, been very easy to convince…”

As she kissed Kara, her hands began unbuttoning Kara’s blouse, Kara could think of just about nothing but giving into Lena, surrendering to her, submitting to her, and she giggled as she thought of how odd it was that she’d been the one to tie Lena up and say certain things the other night. Lena laughed too, relieved that the fight was over, her fingers dipping into Kara’s parted collar to feel…

The layering of Supergirl’s costume.