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“I’m really sorry about this.” Lena said for the third time since they’d left CatCo.
“For the last time, it’s fine.” Kara replied with a smile that instantly made Lena feel better about… well, everything really. “It’s not like this is going to take long.”
“I hope not.” Lena muttered under her breath, mind flashing back to the last time she’d received an alert from her lab security systems. That hadn’t exactly been a quick thing to deal with though she had to admit it had been worth it. A small, private smile lifted her lips as she thought about how good Ashley had proven to be at marketing. It hadn’t been three months and the quiet reports she received on her latest investment were glowing to put it mildly.
“Why wouldn’t it?” Kara asked and Lena glanced round at her friend in surprise. She hadn’t realised she’d said that loud enough to be overheard…
“It’s… well, it’s weird.” Lena said a little awkwardly. “Normally my security system is incredibly accurate but this time… “
“Yes?” Kara prompted, batting her brilliant blue eyes at Lena in a way that was simultaneously over the top and absolutely irresistible. Not for the first time Lena found herself wondering if her ridiculously hot best friend had any idea just how devastating those looks could be…
“I don’t know. It’s like it thinks everything’s fine or its caught a dozen intruders all at once.” Lena sighed in frustration as the elevator came to rest. “Sorry but I built this system myself so if it’s glitching out…”
“Ah.”
“Ah? What’s that supposed to mean?” Lena said, pausing at the lab door.
“Your usual impossibly high standards coupled with a potential problem has you wigging out. I get it.”
“I am not wigging out! I don’t even know how to do that…”
“Sorry, Buffy marathon with Alex last night, the language rubs off on me.” Kara laughed. “Come on, let’s go check that this is nothing then we can get back to trying that new sushi place down by the docks.”
Lena grinned, set her shoulders and pushed the door open, striding through with the confident air of one trying to impress the hell out of Kara Danvers. No, wait, one who owned the building she thought quickly. Definitely that and not the other thing.
If Lena had glanced back she might have caught Kara peering over the top of her glasses to quickly scan the room as they entered. But she didn’t so she also didn’t see the momentary relief on Kara’s face as she satisfied herself that the room was empty. If there’d been an actual threat it would have been somewhat tricky to defend Lena without giving away the one really big secret she’d tried so hard to keep.
Instead Lena saw, mostly to her relief, the usual large and well equipped laboratory, her latest experiment in a standalone glass cubicle off to the left hand side. No sign of forced entry, no captured intruders, nothing out of the ordinary at all. She turned with an apologetic smile to Kara… and the lights suddenly snapped off.
Kara was caught completely by surprise and even her super senses needed to overcome the inertia of that initial shock. By the time they had something hard and metallic and wrapped itself around her legs and wound its way up past her hips. She lifted her arms to make sure they weren’t wrapped up only for two more unseen attackers to neatly slip around her wrists and wind down towards her shoulders. Within seconds she found herself bound tightly, her legs pressed together, her arms pulled up above her head where she’d so helpfully placed them.
At least it was still pitch black, she could always just shatter whatever had caught her… except, she realised with a sinking heart, she couldn’t. There was no way to explain that sudden escape and shower of… of whatever this was to Lena that didn’t involve coming clean about who she really was! Not that that would stop her for a moment if Lena was in danger of course but so far the whatever-it-was hadn’t actually tried to hurt her and she could just hear the normal pissed-off sort of swearing coming from where Lena had been standing.
“Lena, are you okay?” Kara called.
“Yeah, how about you?”
“I’m fine just a little… umm… tied up.”
Kara heard the sigh clear as a bell and could instantly spot the reluctance in Lena’s voice. “It’s my security system. Something’s gone wrong with it and it thinks we’re intruders. Don’t worry, it won’t hurt you. Us, I mean, it won’t hurt us.”
Kara couldn’t help but smile at the slip. Lena was always so cute when she was worrying about her. It was completely unnecessary of course but cute none-the-less.
“So, uh, can you convince it you are you?”
“Working on that. Computer, vocal ID. User Lena Luthor, password alpha nine seven gamma gamma seven.”
“Confirmation code?” The computer voice was clearly synthetic but oddly calm and soothing which caught Kara by surprise. She hadn’t thought what sort of voice interface Lena might create but that wouldn’t have been her first guess. She heard a hiss of frustration from Lena before she replied.
“Confirmation code: Supergirl.”
Kara had to swallow a laugh despite their predicament but managed not to comment. Lena was probably embarrassed enough right now, at least let her wait until they were out of these things.
“Code not recognised, initiating stage two.”
“Wait, what?” Kara asked in confusion.
“I don’t know, something must… hey!”
Kara was just about to ask what was wrong until the things coiled around her started to move! She felt herself jerked softly but firmly towards what she thought was the centre of the room. New loops of hard metal slid over her feet - her shoes must have fallen off in the initial grab she realised a little belatedly - and as they slipped up her ankles the larger coils started to withdraw. Not that this was much better she thought sourly as now she was held by her wrists and ankles which probably meant…
Lena bit back another curse as her own bondage finished its adjustments and started to drag her ankles and wrists apart to leave her spreadeagled in the air. At least she was wearing a nice suit she thought to herself, if she’d been wearing a skirt this would be… oh no. Oh no oh no no no. Kara. Kara was wearing a cute mid-thigh skirt. Kara who was probably going through the exact same thing and any moment now…
The lights blazed back on and the two women found themselves spread out in the air facing each other with a six foot gap between them. Lena’s mind whirled through the likely next steps in the security program as she both tried to figure out how to get them out of this and looked for anything to distract herself from the stunning figure tied up before her.
Kara was uncomfortably aware that her short-ish skirt was being stretched tight across her thighs and not leaving an awful lot to the imagination. If it had ridden up at all as she’d been grabbed she’d have been in real trouble but somehow, miraculously, that hadn’t happened. She looked at Lena and tried to find something comforting to say… but the only thought in her mind all of a sudden was how stupidly, ridiculously hot her friend was in the tight business suit, her curves calling out to be touched as she struggled against her bondage.
“Lena, what the hell is going on?” Kara asked in an attempt to distract herself from the new and, if she was being entirely honest, not unwelcome thoughts running through her head.
“Small technical problem.” Lena said, shaking herself out of the lust-filled daydream she’d been indulging in. “It, uh, doesn’t seem to recognise my access code.”
“Which means… what, exactly?”
“We might be here a while.” Lena admitted while realising Kara didn’t sound worried about any of this. Which seemed odd but Lena put it down to her friends’ unwavering trust in Lena’s abilities… which didn’t make her feel any better considering the predicament they were in.
“Is it dangerous?”
“No! No, it’s just designed to contain intruders, that’s all.” Lena said trying to ignore the nasty thought that had just occurred to her.
“That’s all?”
“Yes!” Lena was looking around the lab now, trying to find some evidence of tampering or at least some inspiration of how they could break free.
“Okay, well, at least it’s comfortable.” Kara said casually leading Lena to look up at her in surprise. Kara laughed and shrugged as best she could while tied up. “I’ve been kidnapped before, remember? This is actually pretty supportive.”
“It’s, umm, it’s designed to be.” Lena admitted. “I really don’t want to hurt people.” Well, not unless they want me to anyway, Lena thought to herself.
“So we just, what, hang out here until the morning?” Kara asked.
“Hopefully not but that’s an option if I can’t figure out how to fix this.” Lena said. “Which I should be able to…. Oh no.”
Kara sent her friend a sharp look and noticed her attention was fixed on a computer display on the wall about halfway between them. On it was what looked suspiciously like a countdown with very little time remaining.
“What’s that?” Kara asked, trying to stay casual. She could, of course, free them any time she wanted to but that came with a whole host of questions that could destroy her friendship with Lena just as easily as Kara could break the restraints.
“Umm, nothing? Nothing it’s just.. umm…” Lena looked up at Kara and to the Kryptonian’s surprise she saw a deep embarrassment burning in Lena’s eyes. “I… there’s an escalation system to these restraints. It’s designed to run when I’m here to help, uh, encourage a confession from any thieves. I think… I think it might be running now.”
“And what does that mean for… hey!” Kara hadn’t been watching the timer so got taken unaware as it clicked to zero and the arms started to move again. The two women were brought together in the middle of the room, Kara ready to tear herself free if it looked like they’d hit with any sort of force. She didn’t even want to think about what could happen to a human who hit a Kryptonian at speed. Thankfully the security system was advanced enough that they found themselves gently pressed together, their legs still spread apart while their hands were brought straight up above their heads. Practically nose to nose each of them found it impossible to ignore the presence of the other and both nervously licked their lips at the same time, hoping the other wouldn’t notice.
“I’m so sorry about this!” Lena said, trying to ignore the fact that she was pressed tightly against Kara Danvers and a sizeable part of her wasn’t sorry in the least about it.
Kara paused then laughed softly, her smile so obvious Lena saw it even when she was struggling to focus on Kara’s face so close to hers. “Don’t be.” Kara said softly.
“Don’t be?” Lena echoed in disbelief.
“Don’t be.” Kara confirmed. “We’re safe and….” She hesitated, searching for the right words. “.. and it’s not all bad.”
Lena felt her pulse quicken. Did Kara mean… surely she couldn’t…but what if she did… “No. No it’s not.” Lena said, her words quiet, guarded but also… hopeful.
“Any ideas on getting out of this?” Kara asked.
“Wait it out.” Lena said after a moment’s thought. “If it’s running through the escalation program it does have an end point hard-coded in.”
Kara reached out as best she could and wrapped her fingers around Lena’s, a little clumsily as she couldn’t really see what she was doing. “Okay, we can do that. Together.” She said calmly and Lena suddenly found it very difficult to breathe.
“Together.” Lena echoed, lost in the moment. So lost, in fact, she forgot what the next step was likely to be as they hung there in mutual, comfortable silence until a gentle chime marked the programme moving on. Then her eyes grew huge as she realised what was about to happen.
“Kara, I’m really sorry about this!” She said quickly and before Kara could ask what she was sorry about another thick metal arm dropped from the ceiling. It came down behind lena, turned ninety degrees and slid smoothly between their spread thighs. Once it was behind Kara it turned upwards again to vanish into the depths of the ceiling above them. Then, very carefully and slowly, the two women found themselves lowered down until they were sitting astride the metal beam, their bodies pulled tightly against it by the restraints on their ankles.
“Lena is this going to… ohhhhh no….” Kara didn’t manage to finish the sentence before the beam started to buzz and vibrate. It was at least slow and steady but whatever was causing the sensation was powerful and it had no problem being felt through their clothing.
“Sorry!” Lena managed to get out, her body instantly reacting to the vibrations even as she tried desperately to ignore them.
“What’s… oh that’s… what’s next?” Kara managed to get out past the sudden pleasure battering her brain.
“Ummm…” Lena went beetroot red and every alarm bell went off in Kara’s brain. She couldn’t remember ever seeing Lena really blush before and while the circumstances certainly went some way to explaining that reaction she doubted it was just that.
“Not the time to be shy!” Kara gasped and Lena visibly braced herself.
“There some nanites over there I designed to… “ She hesitated again but Kara was right, it’s not as if they were magically going to get out of this in the next few seconds after all. “… to dissolve clothing.”
“WHAT?!?”
Lena was shocked by the strength of Kara’s reaction and rushed to try and calm her down. “It’s okay! They’re harmless, I promise! But we’re going to… be naked.”
Kara knew the shock was showing on her face but Lena couldn’t possibly know what was causing it. The thought of being naked didn’t make things *that* much worse after all but what was driving her to the edge of panic was the knowledge that beneath her comfortable yet alluring tight sweater and shirt lay her super suit and unless those nanites had one hell of an appetite Lena was about to get a whole lot more than she was expecting!
For a moment Kara thought about breaking free. The secret would be out of course but at least she could save Lena then run, no, fly away. Far, far away. Mars maybe. Somewhere, anywhere where she didn’t have to explain to her best friend how she’d lied to and betrayed her. But Lena deserved more than that, even if it ripped Kara’s heart in two in the process. She took another look at the woman pressed against her and wondered why she’d never really realised just how beautiful Lena was until now. Maybe it was because this was likely to be the last time they ever spoke… or the ridiculous situation they found themselves in… Kara didn’t know but she tried to commit every detail to memory. Then she took a deep, steadying breath and made the hardest decision of her life.
“Lena… kiss me?”
Lena Luthor thought she was unflappable. That she could hear or see anything with little more than a raised eyebrow and a dismissive glance. But the words she thought she heard couldn’t possibly be what she’d heard. They just couldn’t.
“What?”
“Kiss me. If you want to.” Kara sounded so, so scared and that was something Lena was really not used to. Something was wrong and as much as she burned to do just as Kara asked she had to know the truth.
“Why?”
“You may not want to later.”
Lena was just about to press when there was another chime and she saw two slim robot arms glide towards the nanite container at the far end of the lab. The beam they rode stopped vibrating as if to let them focus on their upcoming humiliation. She saw Kara’s eyes go wide and Lena couldn’t help but lean forward and gently, carefully kiss Kara Danvers.
The first thing that slammed into Lena was the sheer presence of the other woman. Even after having time to get used to it being bound together as they were it still came as a wonderful surprise. Helping that along was Kara was far from being a passenger to the moment, kissing Lena back with a barely-restrained passion that surprised the CEO. She tasted wonderful too, Lena thought in a bemused, distant kind of way as her senses took over her consciousness and she floated in that moment. Just as Lena had thought she would all, all… all sunshine and strawberries Lena thought giddily.
In fact she was so wrapped up in the kiss Lena never even noticed the splash of water as the tube of nanites was dumped on her or the sudden gentle breeze brushing over her skin as her clothing seemed to melt away. It was only when the need for air became urgent that she reluctantly pulled away from Kara and realised the other woman wasn’t naked. This close it was hard to make out details but she could see a blue bodysuit of some sort and, if she squinted down, the blurry outline of a familiar S shield.
Lena looked back up into Kara’s eyes and saw the fear return. There was a gentle creak from the arms as Kara licked her suddenly-dry lips.
“I’m sorry. I can get us out of here now and then you’ll never have to see me again.” Kara said softly.
“No. Not yet.” Lena’s voice had gone flat though Kara couldn’t hear any obvious anger lurking within it. It was almost a robotic tone, like everything Lena needed to feel emotions was currently busy leaving nothing for her voice. “Supergirl. You’re Supergirl.”
It was a statement, Kara thought sadly, not a question but she nodded anyway. “Yeah. Yeah I am.”
There was a long silence before Lena spoke again. “You’re feeling guilty about not telling me?”
“Yes. I wanted to but…”
Lena cut her off sharply. “Do you want me to forgive you?”
“Yes.” The word was so quiet, so small that Lena was surprised it had come from Kara’s lips. She smiled slowly and leant forward again.
“Then kiss me… Supergirl.”
Kara blinked a couple of times in astonishment then grinned and did as Lena Luthor had ordered. This time Lena was virtually attacking the girl of steel, the kiss demanding submission and Kara was only to happy to oblige. Lena’s tongue slid into Kara’s mouth and Kara could feel Lena’s hands clenching in frustration at being denied the option of grabbing the blonde woman she was currently bound to. After a few seconds there was another splash as the machine figured out something hadn’t worked properly and doused Kara with a second helping of nanites. Without her street clothes to slow them down this batch managed to dissolve her suit leaving her in the same predicament as Lena.
“So here’s the deal.” Lena gasped as they broke apart for air. “Stay here, with me, suffering through this. Stay till it’s all over and I promise there’ll be no guilt or resentment over this little secret. After that, well, we’ll see where we both want things to go. What do you say?”
“Stay here? Bound naked to the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen with who knows *what* in our future as we’re toyed with by these… these… “
Kara searched for the right word and Lena quickly said: “Perverted?”
“These perverted machines?” Kara finished but there was a big, loving smile on her face as she did so.
“I’ll throw a new super suit into the deal….”
Kara laughed, leaned in and kissed Lena tenderly mumbling “Then let’s do this.” into the kiss. Lena just about managed to figure out the words, her body shivering as Kara’s lips played over hers in the most wonderful way. Lena tried to let Kara guide her but couldn’t quite resist kissing back just a little bit more forcefully. If this were simply Kara Danvers Lena might have been able to let her set the pace… but knowing she was Supergirl too was just far too great a temptation. Besides Kara was giving out the most wonderful whimpers as Lena took control that left no doubt at all that she was enjoying the experience.
Rather rudely in Kara’s opinion they were suddenly interrupted as the arms began moving them apart. In a few seconds they’d been slipped a few feet backwards and lifted up into the air just far enough that they weren’t supported by the beam. A moment later that beam started vibrating again but more powerfully, so much so they could actually see its curved metal surface shimmering. Then Kara felt the arms that held her twitch and move her a few crucial inches downwards…
The sensation was incredible as the vibrating surface pressed into her sex. Kara felt her mouth drop open in surprise at just how good it felt and she had to fight past the pleasure just to make sure she didn’t accidentally tear herself free. She glanced up to make sure Lena was okay… and realised her friend was still held suspended above the beam. Kara had a half second to fume that only she was getting humiliated before she fully noticed the look of lust on Lena’s face and suddenly it didn’t seem anywhere near as bad.
Lena for her part was trying hard not to drool. Kara’s naked, bound body was a work of art but caught in the midst of rising passion it was a sight worth dying for. Not that Lena had any plans to do so of course but she couldn’t have looked away now for anything. Her hands yearned to slide down Kara’s sides and rest on her hips, maybe holding her down just a little more firmly to feel her buck and writhe under Lena’s control. She wanted to be able to kiss her way up and down those ridiculous abs, her lips tracing every muscle as they strained to resist the pleasure building within. Even Kara’s neck seemed to call out to Lena as she strained to control herself… that was a new one even for Lena but the idea of at least trying to give a love bite or two to that long, perfect neck was suddenly the most erotic idea in the world. And, of course, there were those beautiful blue eyes going wide in shock at how quickly she was being forced towards the edge, at the realisation that she was going to cum in front of an audience who clearly wanted to see just that…
To both women’s frustration Kara didn’t quite reach that point. As she began to groan in pleasure, her breath starting to come in shallow pants, the arms lifted her clear of the bar to a disappointed moan from the girl of steel. A moment later Lena felt her own bondage shift and she realised it was her turn to be stimulated.
Kara couldn’t believe how good Lena looked as she was pulled tight against the beam. Her long black har flowed around her back to tickle her ribs as her head slowly rolled from side to side in response to the vibrations pounding through her. She rocked her hips forward and let out a long, low groan as her clit pressed against the beam, leaving Kara wishing she’d thought to do that. As the groans became a constant background sound Lena’s body began to slowly writhe as best it could within her bondage and Kara had to fight to not just stare at Lena’s magnificent breasts rising and falling with every breath. It was a worthwhile fight though as the reward was to watch Lena’s face as her eyes flickered shut, her tongue darting out to lick her lips as the groans became more urgent and louder with every passing moment.
“Ohh…. Ohhh yesss….” Lena’s voice was the most erotic thing Kara had ever heard and she shivered as a fresh wave of needful longing travelled through her. “Mmmmm mmmore… that’s…. Oh Kara, Kara I’m…. I’m going… going to….”
Without warning Lena was jerked upwards, a cry of frustrated denial echoing around the room. She dangled in her restraints for a moment before looking up to meet Kara’s eyes, a blush starting to spread on her cheeks.
“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” Kara said with total and complete honesty. Lena hesitated for a moment but not even her natural distrust could withstand Kara Danvers. She smiled and winked, leaning in to the moment as best she could.
“More where that came from.” Lena said, still trying to recover from being so close to her release. Before Kara could reply she found herself lowered down once more and the cycle started over. This time she was so turned on even the lightest touch set her body shivering with erotic need and her eyes drifted closed as she was swept away on the renewed waves of pleasure pounding through her. Which was a shame as she missed Lena practically devouring the sight in front of her, her own breath coming in short, sharp pants as she watched Kara taken right to the edge… then denied again. The whine of frustration was almost enough to make Lena accept the same treatment just for the privilege of hearing it.
The machine put them both through five cycles of the increasingly cruel teasing and denial until they were both hanging in their bonds shuddering from the touch of the cool laboratory air on their skin. It felt as if every nerve was on fire, their bodies crying out for release and the sexual tension in the room was stretched so tightly they’d swear they could hear it singing all around them.
“What… now?” Kara managed to ask, panting for breath and barely able to keep herself from breaking free and wrapping Lena up in her arms.
“Don’t know…” Lena replied, still gulping air after the scream of frustration which had been ripped from her as the damned arms had practically pulled her out of orgasmic bliss at the very last instant. “Could be… one… of a few… things…”
There was another gentle chime and Kara found herself swept up again, the arms lifting her legs up until she was lying in mid-air. Then they lowered her to the ground though they stopped a few inches from the cool tile. Her arms were pulled out to the side, her legs spread wide and she blushed again at the thought of what she must look like. Then she caught Lena’s wide-eyed look and decided she didn’t give a damn if that was the result…
“Sorry!” Lena managed to get out as the arms holding her began to shift her into position. Kara was just about to ask what she was sorry for then realised what was about to happen as the metal tentacles moved Lena’s body almost directly above Kara’s upturned face. Sure enough they began lowering the beautiful billionaire down, the arms around her ankles guiding them beneath Kara’s suspended arms then everything working at once to lower them both the rest of the way to the floor. They ended with Lena’s legs wrapped around Kara’s arms, her sex perfectly positioned for Kara to worship while the rest of Lena was stretched upwards, her arms held above her head as if teasing Kara with a view she couldn’t possibly see.
Lena had wondered if this would be too far, if this was the moment Kara Danvers would go away and Supergirl would break them out of their predicament as simply as breathing. Instead she felt Kara lift her head slightly and the soft touch of Kara’s lips against her pussy. She felt the happy smile spread across Kara’s face then a soft, wet tongue slipped out and licked the length of Lena’s sex with an accompanying appreciative moan from the girl of steel at the cream she found waiting for her.
In her most private moments Lena would admit she’d fantasised about this more than once. She’d always imagined Kara Danvers to be a good lover, attentive and passionate. What she hadn’t dared dream was that she’d be quite so enthusiastic not to mention skilled! Somehow Kara managed to get Lena to the edge and keep her there even better than the machines had managed, her lips and tongue kissing and sliding their way all around Lena’s aching pussy with devastating results. Lena found her jaw dropping open, her words suddenly reduced to grunts and moans in her throat. She looked down and watched Kara’s stunning body slowly writhing as best it could in its bondage and she knew, in that moment, that no-one else on the planet would be as beautiful to her as Kara was. She was perfect and as Kara let her tongue delve deeply into Lena’s sex an unbelievable feeling of pure bliss washed over Lena.
She felt the orgasm take her, her muscles shaking as Kara granted her the release she desperately craved but it was almost an out of body experience. Lena felt tears rolling down her cheeks as she came, her breath coming shallow as Kara eased her through the first orgasm into the arms of a second. It was perfect, Kara was perfect and Lena couldn’t believe it was happening…
Lena woke up on the floor, her body still naked but being warmed by Kara who was wrapped around Lena from behind. Lena practically purred as she pushed deeper into the embrace, her hands coming up to wrap around Kara’s where they were hugging Lena’s waist.
“Are you okay?” Kara asked gently and Lena let out a soft, tired chuckle.
“Never been better.”
“You’re sure?” Kara sounded worried and quickly pressed on. “You were crying…”
Lena shook her head and shuffled round in Kara’s arms until she was lying on top of the blonde, fingers stroking Kara’s cheek almost absentmindedly. “Happy tears.” Lena said softly. “I’ve never been so happy in my life…”
Kara smiled at hearing that, leaned up and for the first time without bondage assistance kissed Lena Luthor. Lena tasted herself on Kara’s lips and whimpered softly, her hips rolling against Kara almost without Lena realising it.
“You’re not… mad?” Kara asked once their lips had parted.
Lena laughed and shook her head. “Not even a little. You’re perfect, Kara, and even if it’s just for a night I got to see that.”
Kara bit her lip, eyes flashing with sudden panic then hardening with a resolve that Lena was more used to seeing on Supergirl’s face. “Do you want it to be for more than a night?” Kara asked.
“Do you?”
“Rao yes!” Kara blushed at how quickly the answer had come but pressed on regardless. “More than anything, yes, I want that.”
Lena grinned and leaned down to let her lips brush Kara’s ear. “Me too.” Her hands slid softly over Kara’s hips, coming to rest on her thighs. “Though I know what’s running that thought a close second…”
Before Kara could say anything Lena slithered downwards, keeping her body pressed against Kara and kissing her way across those perfectly proportioned tits and washboard abs. She indulged herself by kissing all the way from Kara’s left hip to her right, tracing her waist and luxuriating in the moans that rolled around them both. Kara’s hips were twitching now, bucking gently as the blonde tried to encourage her new lover to more direct action… but Lena wasn’t quite ready to grant that particular request.
Instead she kissed her way around Kara’s sex and a few inches down the silky soft flesh of her inner thighs. Round and round Lena went, her hands moving up a little to Kara’s hips so she could hold her in place. Or, at least, suggest that Kara stayed still… Lena was very aware now she couldn’t hold Kara down if Kara didn’t want to be held but that just made it all the better. Kara Danvers, Supergirl herself… *wanting* to be pinned down and ravaged by Lena Luthor. Just the thought almost made Lena cum on the spot. Somehow she kept her hands where they were and trailed another line of kissed straight down from Kara’s belly button to her clit.
The first touch of Lena’s tongue on her sensitive nub almost made Kara leap into the air. It *did* make her cry out in pleasure and her hands moved of their own volition to rest on top of Lena’s head. Kara could feel a burning need to wrap her hands in Lena’s hair but didn’t dare do so. One errant move and the results would be disastrous. As it happened she didn’t need to worry, Lena seemed to be well-versed in pleasuring women and her tongue was already attacking Kara’s clit with unbridled enthusiasm.
A moment later Lena’s hands moved again, her left drifting upwards o play with Kara’s tits the other shifting down so two fingers could slip easily into Kara’s soaked sex. The howl of pleasure caught Lena a little by surprise and she tightened her grip just a little, just enough to remind Kara who was in charge. Which led to a groan so deep Kara didn’t even sound like herself anymore as Lena started to finger fuck her pussy while her lips and tongue kept up their dance on Kara’s clit.
“Lena…” Kara gasped and suddenly her hands were on Lena’s shoulders trying to ease her away. “Too dangerous…”
Lena smiled, lowered her head a little and kissed Kara’s pussy, tongue slipping inside and lapping greedily at the wonderful nectar hidden within. “Trust me.” Lena whispered, knowing the blonde beauty would have heard her if there was half a world between them.
She felt the pressure on her shoulder slacken though Kara’s hands stayed where they were. Lena built her up quickly but carefully, doing everything she knew would feel downright fantastic while paying close attention to Kara’s breathing and the way her body tensed and relaxed beneath Lena. Then, as Kara let out a whimper that was half surrender and half worry at what was about to happen, Lena slid her hand clear of Kara and concentrated on her clit, tongue flying as Lena slithered her way sideways so she was lying across Kara rather than between her thighs.
The orgasm was explosive, Kara’s body jerking and writhing on the floor as Lena guided her not only to the point of release but far beyond it. As the Kryptonian finally started to fall still, her breath coming in ragged gasps, Lena moved again to lie on top of her, lips brushing Kara’s ear.
“Trust me.” Lena repeated before offering her slick fingers to Kara’s lips. There was a soft laugh, a warm mouth sucked her fingers inside for a talented tongue to lap clean and Lena Luthor thought this had to be what heaven felt like.
Both women lost track of time and even the details, each lost in the presence of the other and the sheer joy of pleasing them, not to mention the rewards for doing so. It wasn’t until they’d collapsed into a mutual exhausted embrace, bodies shuddering from orgasmic bliss, that they came back to themselves. From somewhere in the warm, happy fuzziness that surrounded her Kara suddenly remembered a question she’d been meaning to ask.
“Lena?” She said quietly and got an encouraging, but sleepy, “mmmmh?” in return.
“Can I ask you something?”
“I think we’re a little past that, don’t you?” Lena replied with a grin, her hand sweeping softly down Kara’s side and across her bare thigh. Kara returned the grin and nodded.
“Fair point. It’s just… I’ve gotta know, how much of this did you plan?”
Lena groaned and buried her face against Kara’s neck, the flush of embarrassment still obvious on her pale neck and cheek.
“You don’t have to tell me.” Kara said quickly but Lena shook her head, scattering her long hair across Kara’s body and making the Kryptonian shiver from the light teasing touch.
“No, it’s fine, it’s just…” Lena sighed and shrugged, too tired to even think of a decent explanation. “None of it.”
“None of it?”
“Not really.” Lena said, raising herself up so Kara could see her face as she knew how lame this was going to sound. “The truth is… I was having a really rough day a few days ago, nothing going right, couple of deals falling through and my mind started to… wander. I had the TV on and the news had you as the lead item and I guess I looked up at just the wrong time.”
Kara’s mind raced as she thought back over the last couple of weeks. “Oh… let me guess, that shot someone got of me tied up spread-eagle for, like, five seconds by that rogue amazon?”
“Yeah, yeah that’d be the one.” Lena admitted, blushing even harder now. “But you looked so good and I might have had a drink or two and you know I tend to go for practical solutions so…”
“So you programmed this to capture me?” Kara asked and the understanding smile was everything Lena could have ever hoped for.
“Something like that.” Lena said quietly. “But I deleted it! Or thought I had. Something must have gone wrong or gotten corrupted and, well…” She gestured down at their mutual nakedness.
“Best. System Error. Ever.” Kara said, pausing between each word to kiss Lena. “And you don’t need to worry, I think it’s kinda cool actually.”
“You… you do?”
“Of course.” Kara threw her new girlfriend a salacious look and slid her fingers up Lena’s inner thigh. “If that’s what you come up with when you’re drunk I can’t wait to see what you dream up when you’re sober.”
“Why Ms Zor-El!” Lena said, trying to sound scandalised and knowing it was more like infatuated. “You’re a bad influence!”
Kara laughed and let her fingers slip between Lena’s legs, pulling an appreciative groan from the beautiful woman and an encouraging kiss on Kara’s neck. “I do hope so.” Kara purred and Lena gasped in agreement as she let herself fall back into a world that existed just for the two of them…