Choose Your Fighter - Chapter 3

The lab was dark and quiet until Lena’s soft sounding Fuck broke the silence, and she gripped her arm defensively as if Sam had tried to attack her.

Sam was holding a needle to draw blood, but rather than poke through the skin, the sharp point just prodded hard at Lena’s impenetrable flesh.

They had been running medical tests for half an hour, and much to Lena’s annoyance, none of them had turned up any results.

Sam chuckled at the sullen pout on Lena’s lips and the dramatic furrow of her eyebrows.

“So this regular needle isn’t working,” Sam commented with a knowing grin and a squint that revealed she had come up with a good hypothesis as to what was preventing the needle from sticking Lena.

Placing a hand on one hip, Sam watched Lena walk to the storage unit where she kept Kryptonite. “Any idea why that is?”

 

Lena could have confessed that it was because the Girl of Steel had been inside of her, but instead she just drawled, “I really have no theories.”


She input a protocol to open her storage unit, and then grabbed a Kryptonite needle from the shelf.

It was a relief to see that while she still experienced standard human pain, she at least wasn’t susceptible to the substance that made Kara feel like her skin was searing off.


Sam drew her blood with the Kryptonite needle, and then they spent the rest of the afternoon examining it under a microscope without having a clear discussion about what was going on.


It was unnecessary, because at the end of the day, Kara showed up at the lab and ogled Lena’s tits long enough that Sam could have drawn only one conclusion.

“Lena,” Kara chuckled, then almost knocked over a bunch of equipment when Lena stepped behind a microscope to block herself off.

“I just wanted to see if you had finished working on that thing—the thing we started this morning—"

“Not yet,” Lena admitted with a tilt of her head towards Sam. “I have company, but I’ll look at it now.”

She would need all of twenty minutes to perform an analysis on the Naltorian object, and fortunately that gave her an excuse to avoid Kara’s awkwardness and Sam’s curiosity.


“Sam—I didn’t know you were in town, how are you?” Kara blurted, and then circled her arms around their friend in an embrace that allowed her to throw a panicked glance Lena’s way.

Lena should have just kept her mouth shut and ignored the question hanging in the air between them, but since she was currently in the habit of doing the opposite of what she knew she ought to do, she cleared her throat and answered for Sam. “I called her about the device yesterday and she showed up to help me run some tests. I’m grateful to have an extra pair of hands on it.”

Sam pulled out of the hug with a laugh and Lena held her breath when her friend turned towards her with a knowing grin.

“Speaking of extra hands,” Sam glanced at Kara with a subtle arch of her eyebrows.

Kara immediately turned five shades of guilty red and exhaled a laugh that only succeeded in showing how flustered she felt.

“I don’t suppose your sister is free tonight?” Sam asked innocently, as though she was completely unaware of the tension she had created in the room. “It’s coming up to Ruby’s birthday and she’s in that teenage angst phase that Alex never outgrew. I was hoping we could all hang out and I could get some advice.”

Kara visibly relaxed and side stepped Sam to put some distance between them.

“Oh yeah—she—she’ll—you know what? I’ll go ask her right now,” Kara enthusiastically announced, and pivoted with the intent to hurry out of the lab before Sam could ask her anything else.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Lena called out a tad shrilly.

Sam bit her lip to stifle a laugh and pretended to check notes that Lena damn well knew were blank sheets of paper.

“Um?” Kara hesitated, her eyes lingering on Lena’s lips like she might just stride over to kiss her goodbye.

Lena tried to keep her heartbeat steady, despite the way her breath stuck in her throat. “The device," she croaked out thickly, "You’re supposed to—”

“Right, yes, that.” Kara stumbled over herself in her haste to gather the Naltorian tech, and laughed a little too loudly as she confided, “Alex would kill me if I returned without it. Welp, I better go, so I’ll uh, you know, see you.”

There was nothing normal or casual in the way Kara hurried over to hug Lena, only to stop short in front of her. They both moved awkwardly, and ended up shaking hands, which made matters worse when Kara ran out of the lab and left Lena alone with Sam, who was silently laughing behind her clipboard.

“So is that your super special best friends’ handshake?” Sam teased and placed her clipboard aside so she could head towards the hall.

Lena threw her the coldest look she could muster, though it was a little hard when her cheeks were still rosy from her interaction with Kara.

She had a lurching sensation inside of her that had nothing to do with the elevator that she entered with Sam.

For the past few days, she had been so distracted by the pleasures of having sex with Kara that she hardly dwelled on her feelings for her best friend.

There had been that brief moment of pining when she orgasmed, but apart from that she had been capable of hooking up with Kara without any issues.

After experiencing Kara’s odd behavior around Sam, it struck her that she needed to be more careful, or otherwise run the risk of complicating their friendship before it had adequate time to recover.

“Why don’t we do hibachi for dinner?” Lena asked as her mind jumped several steps ahead and she began to text Kara to extend an invite. “I’ll invite Kara and Alex. We can all catch up for old time’s sake—”

She breezed into her office and grabbed a sexy little blue dress from her closet. Draping it over her shoulder, she nodded towards the bathroom. “Let me just change and we can head out.”

Lena didn’t give Sam the opportunity to refuse, and continued to persuade herself that she could handle her new friends-with-benefits arrangement with Kara as she stripped off her clothes.

Even with the remnants of Kara’s seed still sticky between her thighs and her lack of panties from their earlier romp across her desk, Lena was positive that she was the emotionally mature one.

That her concentration was elsewhere accounted for the fact that she hadn’t noticed there was a needle stuck on the side of her blouse.

It must have snapped off during one of Sam’s attempts to jab her in the lab, and she found it with the tip of her finger when she pulled the fabric off.

“Ow, shit,” Lena hissed, the small prick beading with blood. She sucked her finger, opened the medicine cabinet, and cursed the fact that she had already taken her heels off.

“I should fire whoever designed this bathroom,” she muttered under her breath, and raised up on her tiptoes to grab for the small pack of bandaids on the top shelf.

They were just out of reach, and she strained with a grunt until her fingers finally brushed the pack. The small spike of victory shifted to fear when she grabbed the pack and realized she was hovering several inches off the ground.

Across the city, Kara attempted to land on the top of The Tower and dive bombed the last fifty feet, falling straight through the roof and partially into the floor.

Dust and rubble scattered from her impact and she grunted when Alex and Brainy rushed over.

“Kara, what the hell happened?” Alex blurted, and waved the cloud of dust from her face with a cough.

“Oh no, have you damaged the device?” Brainy uttered, his concern ending with the angry glare that Alex sent him. “I mean, ah, how unfortunate, are you okay?”

“Sorry guys, I misjudged the landing,” Kara muttered, and forced herself to lift her hand where the phone was still cradled. “That’s why I shouldn’t text and fly.”

It was a believable lie, and one she had to tell, because the truth would jeopardize everything. Her powers had been going haywire, and if National City found out, they would fear her. Plus all of the villains out there would love to take advantage if they sensed she was weak. Alex would probably want to ground her and run tests day and night, and her absence would be felt, so she kept her secret close to her chest and deflected with a grin, “Any chance I could get a hand? It’s tough being as short as you—"

Alex slapped Brainy’s hand away from Kara’s with a huff of breath and narrowed her eyes. “Leave her to get herself up. You need to run a diagnostic on the device to make sure it isn’t damaged.”

“What are you going to do?” Brainy asked with a confused squint and picked up the Naltorian artifact.

“Get ready for dinner,” Alex intoned with an almost bashful smile, “Sam’s in town.”

Kara could hear the rapid, pleased beat of Alex’s heart and averted her gaze when her sister sent a text to Lena saying she would meet them in an hour.

Lena would have responded if she hadn’t been clutching onto the sink for dear life with her feet practically rooted to the ceiling.

In her panic she made the move to pull on her dress, and without holding on, she floated higher and higher, knocking over half her medicine cabinet in the process. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck—”

“Lena, are you alright?” Sam called from the other side of the door. “It sounded like something fell.”

Lena plummeted onto her ass and then gracefully popped back onto her feet. The sound of her falling was much too loud to ignore and Sam pushed into the bathroom to check on her.

“What are you doing in here?” Sam asked with a chuckle and pulled Lena to her before she could come up with a decent lie.

“Let’s just say falling head over heels for someone is now a literal expression in my case,” Lena grunted, but chose not to elaborate more than that by naming the person as Kara.

She brushed by Sam and stepped back into the office to gather her coat and purse.

“Why don’t you just tell her?” Sam asked quietly, and all of her amusement from earlier was replaced by deep concern as she followed Lena.

“And ruin the friendship, or potentially drive her away with my Luthor tendency to want to control everything?” Lena laughed cynically and lifted the Super watch from where it rested on her desk. She strapped it onto her wrist and shook her head as she mentally prepared herself for more awkwardness with Kara.

“If you’re sleeping together, I’d say you’re already way past the friendship stage,” Sam argued as she walked with her to the elevator.

Lena’s lips twitched to debate the matter, but she was silent as they hurried out to her car.

The hibachi place was just a few streets over and they arrived about twenty minutes before their other friends, which gave them enough lead time to drink.

The first shot of Sake went down like fire, but the third was like drinking velvet, and Lena sighed through a smile as a pleasant buzz loosened the tension in her muscles.

“God, that packs a punch,” Sam laughed, and reclined in her seat to eye Lena carefully. “Feeling better after your tumble?”

It wasn’t the question that Sam wanted to ask and Lena narrowed her eyes suspiciously and licked her lower lip.

“Which one?” Lena boldly asked, her tongue quicker than her self control, due to drinking on an empty stomach. “My ass is fine, and my heart will be, too.”

“Would it really be so bad to just talk to her?” Sam pressed, her kind eyes imploring Lena to resist bottling up her emotions. “You can’t store everything in your little boxes, you know. Some things are worth being shared.”

“I share plenty of myself as it is. I’m not about to mess up a good thing when I’ve just gotten it,” Lena confided.

A lesser person might have blushed or felt self-conscious for even uttering that to a friend, but not Lena. She raised her chin with confidence and rolled her shoulders to give the impression that she couldn’t care less what anyone thought of her private arrangement with Kara.

Granted, that was a lie, because she did care enough to worry over it, but saying as much wouldn’t change that.

Kara entered the restaurant with a bouquet in her hand, which she passed over to Lena the second she sat down. “I got these for you.” Her cheerful tone brightened even more when she glanced down at Lena’s breasts and for a second seemed to forget her words. “I just wanted to — to say thank you. You’ve been such a big help lately — I mean, with our recent investigation—”

Lena squinted at Kara’s need to give clarification on how she had been helpful.

She lifted the flowers to her nose to breathe in the fragrance of the stargazer lilies, roses and sprays of baby’s breath just so she wouldn’t have to see Sam’s reaction as Kara began to ramble.

“Everything you did for me this morning, and yesterday –wow, you spent all night just bending over – bending over backwards –”

Lena froze at Kara’s slip-ups and placed the bouquet aside with the intent to silence Kara by whatever means necessary.

To add to the humiliation of it all, Alex appeared in time to catch the end of Kara’s blundering attempt to express her thanks. “Kara, are you feeling okay? You’ve been really clumsy lately and now you’re acting all weird.”

“You’re acting weird,” Kara blurted in childish retaliation, then laughed and avoided everyone’s gaze by staring so hard at the menu Lena was sure it would burst into flames from her laser vision.

Alex shared a look with Sam, who simply raised her eyebrows, and Lena contemplated how rude it would be to hit Kara with the beautiful bouquet she had just brought her.

“I see you’ve started without us. What’s a girl gotta do to get a drink around here?” Alex remarked with a playful slant to her lips.

“I can think of a few things,” Sam teased as she lifted the Sake to pour everyone a shot. “We’re on our fourth, so you better catch up.”

Lena found herself suddenly envious of the easy flirtation that struck up between the two of them. 

Alex and Kelly were apparently on a break, and Alex wasn’t shy about dishing all of the details to Sam.

Even after years of barely seeing one another, Sam and Alex could pick right up where they left off, and yet Kara couldn’t even meet her eyes.

Lena overcompensated by leaning closer to the menu and felt Kara’s attention shift back to her breasts.

It was a small victory, but one that kept her ego sufficiently pleased as she reached under the table to graze Kara’s thigh. It should have drawn Kara closer, but the touch only made Kara jump and scare a waiter who was walking by.

“Seriously, what is going on with you?” Alex hissed under her breath, her frown creasing her forehead as she peered suspiciously at Kara. “You look like you’ve got a fever.”

Kara propped her chin on one hand, then the other and fidgeted around in her seat. “No—no, I’m cool, Alex. It’s just the lighting in here—”

As if to prove it, Kara turned around to find the waiter and ordered a Japanese soda without any stuttering.

That seemed to satisfy Alex enough to turn back to Sam, and they slipped right into a conversation about Ruby, which left Lena to talk to Kara about other topics.

“Hey, did you know that pink roses show admiration, and stargazer lilies are supposed to be a symbol of honor?” Kara asked with her eyebrows raised and an expressive smile on her face.

“I had no idea,” Lena admitted breathlessly and pushed her knee against Kara’s with sudden hopefulness.

Kara looked smart in a striped button down, slacks and her glasses, but what she said next was a clear indication of how truly stupid she was when it came to women.

“Yeah, I wanted to get you a bouquet of yellow roses, because they symbolize friendship, but the florist didn’t have any in stock,” Kara sighed in disappointment and then moved her leg to give Lena more space.

“Okay, on that note, I’m going to the bathroom,” Lena muttered from between clenched teeth, and left the table before she became frustrated. 

She stalked off and closed herself into a bathroom stall to think about Kara and how completely different she was when they were alone.

No one would ever guess that they had such amazing sexual chemistry when Kara behaved like this in public, and Lena had to wonder if that was the point – if this was all an act to throw everyone off, so they could continue messing around in private and no one would be the wiser.

It gave Lena a headache to think about, but an infiltration of far-off noise interrupted her thoughts.

She heard cars honking and the bustle of the outside traffic, and conversations at other tables in the restaurant.

Lena would have believed she was going crazy if she didn’t recognize this phenomenon from whenever Kara used super hearing to tune in to accidents around National City.

To bring an end to the bombardment of sound, Lena concentrated on her friends and the conversation that was happening at the table in her absence.

Alex’s voice cut through the commotion, and Lena listened with a frown on her face as she realized she was the subject of their little chat.

“—whatever is going on between you and Lena, I hope you know you can tell me—”

“It’s really nothing, you guys,” Kara assured them, and Lena could hear the desperation in her voice as she continued, “Lena is a wonderful friend, but that’s all she’ll ever be. You have to understand—”

Lena didn’t understand and she certainly didn’t want to hear the rest. She drowned it out with the noise of the city until the pounding in her head threatened to split her skull.

So they really were just friends. Forever friends. Friends that have mind blowing, intensely dirty sex right in her office, and share filthy whispered words with one another when nobody else was around.

If it was casual that Kara wanted, then it was casual she would get. Lena would make sure of that moving forward, and since they were just friends, there didn’t have to be any more of this awkward nonsense between them.

She took her time in the restroom, touching up her lipstick and spritzing herself with more perfume before she sauntered back over to the table with purpose. The food had already arrived and Kara paused mid chew to smile up at her when she sat back down.

“That looks delicious,” Lena murmured in a tone of pure seduction, and before Kara could question what she was doing, Lena picked up her chopsticks and helped herself to a chunk of steak straight off her plate. “Mmm, definitely one of the best things I’ve had in my mouth lately.”

Kara choked around her mouthful and Lena used the opportunity to rub her back comfortingly as she asked, “Bit off more than you can chew?”

Alex cleared her throat and Sam’s eyebrows raised towards her hairline as she poured the table another shot and promptly slid one towards Lena. “I’ve missed you guys. It’s great to be back, even for a little while.”

“We should toast,” Alex agreed, her fingers almost brushing Sam’s when she went in for her glass. “To—”

“Best friends,” Lena cut in innocently enough and lifted her own drink, “And all of the benefits that come with having them.”

Lena made it a point to keep her hand on Kara as much as possible, and didn’t bat an eye when she reached over to dab her friend’s face with her own napkin.

She had always been affectionate with Kara, though she took it to entirely new levels when she linked their fingers together or fed the oblivious goof from her own fork.

Alex wasn’t subtle about clearing her throat, and after the fifth time, Lena was fed up enough to push a drink in her direction.

“You sound like you’re parched,” Lena commented with a tempestuous arch of her eyebrows and a glare that warned Alex to stop or suffer the consequences.

“Oh yeah, everyone’s extra thirsty at this table, though some of us for different reasons.” Sam’s smirk curled into a fuller smile as she glanced at Lena.

The teasing remark was lost on Kara, who blinked at Sam for a moment before asking, “Should I get us another round?”


Much to Sam’s amusement, Kara turned to summon a waiter and he bounded over with another tray of drinks.

The flow of alcohol was lowering everyone’s inhibitions, except for Kara’s, who drank it for the taste and little else. Lena used it as an excuse to keep her hand on Kara’s knee for the rest of the meal. Once or twice she brushed her palm over the tight fabric of Kara’s pants just to watch her blush.

Kara’s cock was far less shy about making its desires known, and stiffened considerably for Lena’s curious fingers. She was content to feel the shape of it, squeezing here and there until Kara dropped her napkin onto the table and yawned. “I think I’m gonna call it a night, but this has been great.”

“It’s only eight thirty,” Alex drawled suspiciously and leaned closer to Kara, as if she planned on interrogating her sister.

“Hey you haven’t had to chase a pyromaniac around town for the past two days,” Kara deflected, her gaze landing heavily on Lena without a hint of exhaustion on her face.

“On that note, I should head back to L-Corp. I’ve been preoccupied with that device all day.” Lena lilted, though it must have been obvious to Alex and Sam where this was all going.

She made no attempt to cover for the fact that she was leaving with Kara, and smirked when the Kryptonian stood up with a grin.

“I’ll walk you to your car then—you know—because you paid for dinner.” Kara rambled, her flimsy excuse laughable when Lena picked up the flowers the idiot had brought her in friendship.

“Probably for the best. It wouldn’t do to be seen stumbling in heels,” Lena murmured, her smile not the least bit innocent as she pressed up against Kara and looped their arms together.

They barely managed to say goodbye to their friends in their rush out of the restaurant, and Kara’s hand was practically on her ass when she opened the car door.

“Do you know how hard it is to eat and talk when you’re touching me like that?” Kara’s lips were so close to her own that Lena was a little delayed in responding. In fact, she answered with flirtation alone, her hand resting on Kara’s belt while she situated herself in the back seat.

“How hard?” Lena wondered out loud while the tips of her fingers walked down the prominent bulge in Kara’s pants.

“Really hard, Lena,” Kara explained without even seeming aware of the double entendre.

“You’d better show me.” Lena hit the button to raise the privacy screen between them and the driver. As soon as it was in place, she began kissing Kara’s neck and prying at her belt.

Lena’s lipstick decorated her friend’s skin in vibrant red streaks that was similar to a crayon drawing she made when she was young. The marks were all over Kara’s throat and Lena impulsively nipped her.

What she wouldn’t give to leave behind at least one lasting reminder that they were more than friends.

It might have been a bit undignified the way she scrambled onto her knees in the back seat, but it was worth it to see the dazed expression on Kara’s face when she clutched her hair in one hand and grabbed Kara’s cock in the other.

Lena lowered her mouth down to Kara’s lap and puckered her lips to kiss the warm broad head of her friend’s erection. Her lips came away glossy, the shimmer of Kara’s arousal clinging to them even as she smirked.

With Kara’s cock pointed at her cheek, Lena started to suck, and moved her tongue in impassioned, but slow swipes over the sensitive place where Kara’s thickest vein throbbed in excitement.

Somehow despite all of Kara’s earlier lack of finesse, she slipped her hand behind Lena’s neck and groaned while thrusting upwards into her mouth.

“I love how skilled you are at this,” Kara exhaled, the praise sending prickles of heat down Lena’s spine.

She wanted to show off, to really go wild and let Kara experience all of her oral techniques. The buzz of alcohol lured Lena into going for it, and her syrupy moan vibrated along Kara’s shaft when she locked eyes with her friend.

Lena pumped her lips in time with her fist, twisting and slurping with every upward pull on Kara’s cock. She alternated between hollowing her cheeks to caress the tip with her silken warmth, and opening her mouth to let Kara thrust deeper into the back of her throat.

Lena got more vocal the rougher Kara became. Every breathy moan and drawn out whine was more lewd than the last and she could feel what it was doing to Kara.

The slight twinge of pain as the Kryptonian’s fingers dug into her pale skin to force her down perpetuated Lena’s need to voraciously take more, and she bobbed her head faster.

“Look at me, Lena,” Kara encouraged, her hand gliding down Lena’s back to gather up her dress, and if not for the tinted windows, half of National City would have seen Lena’s bare ass. “Let me see your beautiful face as you suck me.”

It was that kind of filth that spun Lena out.

Her best friend’s sweet bashfulness was nowhere to be seen when she was so thoroughly aroused. How Kara could be such an adorable dork one minute, and then flip to be so fucking sexy the next would never cease to amaze Lena. She met Kara’s hooded, dark eyes and whimpered around her cock when Kara sank two of her long fingers into her pussy.

“You like it when I fill your mouth, don’t you?”

Asking that question was unnecessary when Kara could feel quite intimately how Lena enjoyed herself.

The heady perfume of her cunt filled the air with sex and Kara thrust into her with quicker strokes to hear the sound of her desire.

There was only one way for Lena to answer – with full oral worship. She licked and sucked the entire length of Kara’s erection, breathing only when she left wet, open mouthed kisses around the thick tip. Kara was staring at her like she was shell shocked, and Lena turned it up a notch by tightening her inner muscles around Kara’s fingers and swallowing her length like a pro.

The simultaneous stimulation stole Kara’s breath and she groaned as her hips picked up their pace. She fucked Lena’s mouth with the same kind of arrogant confidence she often displayed as Supergirl and buried her fingers into Lena’s hair as she strained beneath her.

“Keep going,” Kara instructed, her throaty rumble doing wonderful things to Lena’s libido. “Make me come before we get to your apartment, Lena, and I’ll fuck you so good tonight that you won’t be able to walk afterwards.”

Jesus, nobody would believe that Kara Danvers had such a dirty mouth.

There was something delightful about being the one in the know — that this selfish, hedonistic side was only for Lena to witness.

Lena’s lips stretched wider and a dull, throbbing ache went through her jaw as she hurried to blow Kara faster. It was debauched and Lena rocked into Kara’s fingers to keep them lodged inside her cunt as she fisted the rest of Kara’s cock. She stroked firmly, her saliva working just as well as any lubricant, and rolled her tongue around the tip when Kara’s thighs began to tense.

Kara bucked twice more before releasing in Lena’s mouth with hard pulses of excitement that seemed unending. Lena inhaled through her nose while gulping down what she could as the rest of Kara’s seed landed against her neck.

She sat upright after her car slowed and pulled down the bottom of her dress before her driver came to open her door.

Lena cleaned herself up with a tissue and stepped from the vehicle to give Kara just a few extra seconds to recover.

“Thanks, Frank,” Lena muttered to her chauffeur and scooted around him to get to her elevator bank.

Kara’s super speed gave her an advantage to rush at times when most others would have gotten caught with their pants down. In the blink of an eye, Kara exited the car with a fresh looking face and smile.

Lena pressed the button on the elevator as Frank drove off, and then she felt a small gust of wind as Kara dashed over to join her.

“I believe you made me a promise and I expect you to keep it the second we get upstairs,” Lena whispered, though she kept a respectable distance away from Kara until the elevator door opened and they moved inside.

The metal doors barely locked together when Lena found herself pressed up against the wall. Kara hooked a hand under her knee and hiked Lena’s leg up to rest on her sturdy hip.

“What if I can’t wait?” Kara whispered against her neck, the slow drag of her teeth evoking goosebumps in their wake.

Lena was wanton enough to give it up in the elevator, though she still flicked her eyes to the camera in the corner.

“You own the building and everything in it,” Kara reminded her, like she could sense where Lena’s focus had wandered.

The Kryptonian’s hand trailed up Lena’s inner thigh and swift fingers pushed between her pussy lips. “Consider it our first sex tape.”

The rasp to Kara’s voice sent a tremor through Lena, and the flowers she clutched were soon forgotten when Kara began to rub her clit. Sparks of pleasure raced through Lena’s limbs and she tipped her head back to give Kara open access to all of her.

Lena hopped up just enough for Kara to lift her and slide a hand up her dress. The circling tease of Kara’s finger over her clit left silken arousal all over both of them and let her best friend slide right into her cunt. She moaned as her warm inner muscles made way for Kara’s ample girth. Every inch spread her and her pussy stayed open and ready when Kara retreated to thrust even deeper.

Kara kissed at the tops of her breasts and then exposed them both to her mouth. Lena’s nipples budded from the colder temperatures and the contrasting heat of Kara’s tongue. She shivered from how Kara pounded into her pussy and sucked on a nipple at the same time. The sensation of the elevator’s descent hit her in all of the right places and she clung to Kara with a moan.

“Fuck me like everyone is watching you, like you want the world to know that my pussy is yours,” Lena begged and then attempted to glance down at her cunt, which was so thoroughly red from Kara’s rough thrusting.

Kara made a sound that bordered on a growl and hammered into her, even as she put out one hand to keep the elevator door shut when someone on the other side was trying to board.

Lena could hear their confused questions and their conversation when they called maintenance, along with the rush of blood to her ears from the powers she had acquired from Kara. For a half a second, she thought about making Kara wear a condom in the hopes of restoring her normal human hearing, but she felt so good in Kara’s capable hands that she decided it would be worth whatever trouble if she could just continue getting railed by her best friend.

“Your pussy is mine,” Kara blurted a bit aggressively, like that was never a question, and that sudden burst of emotion translated into a shuddering orgasm for Lena. She rode Kara’s cock so hard that she almost blacked out, and the only thing that kept her conscious was Kara muttering, “Call me Daddy, Lena, and remind me that you know I’m the only one who can fuck you.”

That possessive and bold statement confused the hell out of her, but Lena gasped out, “You’re Daddy. No one else can fuck me. Just you.” She was certain no one else would demand an exclusive pass to her cunt, but she didn’t debate it with Kara, who moved her so that they were standing next to the mirror at the back of the elevator.

Kara was throwing sidelong glances at their profiles each time her cock was utterly buried inside of Lena. “See how good you look with me inside of you?” she asked rhetorically and moved so fast that their images blurred. “You can take it so hard and fast, Lena—“

Lena wondered if some of Kara’s powers were responsible for just how much she could take, because the Kryptonian was more forceful than ever, and she whined when she glanced down at her stretched cunt.

Arousal clung to Lena’s pussy lips that were spread so obscenely.

Kara pushed into her with stronger strokes and Lena whimpered again at the sight of herself in the mirror. Their body heat steamed the glass and Kara’s demanding hands palmed at Lena’s ass, keeping her wide open as she nipped along Lena’s throat.

“Do you want me to come inside you, Lena?” Kara husked, her hot breath tickling Lena’s ear as she licked the lobe seductively.

The way Lena undulated to ride Kara just as hard was as good as any verbal admittance. Her body was pleading to feel Kara’s release with every clench of her cunt. That wasn’t enough for her friend, and Kara set her blood on fire by asserting, “I want to hear you beg for it.”

“Daddy,” Lena gasped, her inner walls tightening around Kara’s girth with every quick buck.

Her tits bounced from the rapid way Kara slammed into her and she knew she would ache in the morning from such a rushed pounding. There was no one in National City that could fuck her the way Kara could, and she would say just about anything to make sure her friend continued.

“Daddy please.” Lena whimpered, taking fistfuls of Kara’s shirt to make the Kryptonian meet her eyes. “Come inside me, I’ve been so good for you. I didn’t wear any panties today. I deserve to have you fill my cunt.”


Her breathless words were frantic and she moaned when Kara pulled her down harshly to take every solid inch of her erection. She experienced the delicious throb of Kara’s cock before it jerked powerfully, releasing torrents of seed into Lena’s tight passage.

“Lena.” Kara groaned so loudly that even the people outside heard her, and Lena silenced her with a messy kiss. She swallowed the noises of pleasure that poured out of Kara while her friend emptied inside her. Every ripple of her slick muscles pulled more out of Kara and Lena was pretty sure that she never softened at all from the orgasm.

Kara slipped out before she had fully finished just to splash the last of her creamy seed over Lena’s cunt. She looked completely ravished, and Kara’s rumbling appraisal made her weak in the knees.


“Rub it into your pussy,” Kara murmured, her voice so thick with lust that it was almost a growl.

Lena was so enthralled by Kara’s commanding attitude that she did it without any pretense. She was aware that this meant something to Kara, and from the way the Kryptonian breathed heavily, it was obviously arousing. Lena smeared the warm essence over her mound and then she pushed the rest between her pussy lips to soothe the heat inside.

“Rao, you’re so sexy,” Kara exhaled in a rush, and without any forewarning, she grabbed Lena and used Super speed to push through the elevator and the crowd gathered outside. They zoomed straight into Lena’s apartment, and she found herself on top of her own bed faster than she could blink.

“Open your legs, Lena,” Kara directed, already naked and fully aroused as she stalked over. “Show me your pussy and I’ll fill it again.”

Lena parted her legs so fast the bedsheets fluttered with her movement, and she would have felt self-conscious if not for the way Kara surged forward. She felt sacred in Kara’s hands when they traced up her thighs with such tender reverence that Lena trembled.

Kara’s lust heavy gaze was trained entirely on the intimate crease between her thighs and when her friend exhaled, the warm puff of breath caressed over her.

“You need to be fucked again,” Kara assessed, like this was information that only she was privy to knowing. “Once will never be enough for you, will it, Lena?”

The question seemed to be directed entirely to her cunt, and it squeezed in anticipation, answering for her with deep internal pulses that pushed some of Kara’s essence out of her vividly red hole.

Kara appraised her the way art aficionados admired Da Vinci, with open-mouthed awe. Then she shifted on her knees to paint Lena’s slit with fresh beads of arousal, brushing the broad tip of her cock between Lena’s lips to push into her entrance before pulling out to witness the way Lena’s pussy gaped.

All of her need was on display and Lena raised her knees up provocatively so that every secret of her body was laid bare for the Kryptonian.

She kept nothing back, not even the thud of her heart that beat out her love at a staccato pace.

Lena would never say it, not even in a whisper, but sometimes in her recent dreams she came close. The taste of the words often lingered on the tip of her tongue when she woke to the kiss of the sun.

Lena could be vulnerable with Kara any day of the week, but the thought of being so raw frightened her the same way losing Kara might. She kept her mouth shut when her friend trailed her lips over her torso, and focused on the moist warmth of Kara’s mouth as she sucked on her nipples and pumped back into her cunt.

“Harder,” Lena choked out, her hands untangling from the sheets to claw at Kara’s muscled shoulders. “I want to feel you pin me to this bed with every thrust of your cock.”

It was crude, and sliced through the almost sweet moment that threatened to turn their fuck session into the kind of lovemaking that Lena’s heart couldn’t take. She dug her nails in roughly, desperate to stay in the present moment. Kara strained with a shuddery moan and began to jackhammer into her sensitive opening.

“Feels so good to have you like this, so tight around me,” Kara groaned, her lips colliding with Lena’s urgently. She moved with more purpose, her whole body flexing and tensing as she gave Lena exactly what she wanted.

Kara’s harsh breaths cascaded over Lena’s cheek, and as Kara captured her hands to pin them above her head, she mewled and arched up.

Her fingers scored over Kara’s toned back and embedded in the solid muscle near her hips.

Lena encouraged every forceful rock forward with erotic moans that pushed her tits into Kara’s chest. She sucked on the Super’s lower lip until Kara made the filthiest of noises.

They stared at one another.

Lena wasn’t even sure how it happened yet she was drawn to Kara’s enigmatic eyes—bright and brilliant blue, despite how dilated her pupils had become. Kara looked like she was staring into the face of Rao and Lena’s brows knit together in confusion.

A rush of emotion welled up inside her and she stifled her urge to talk about feelings by latching her lips onto Kara’s neck.

Lena’s teeth sank into the tanned flesh just enough to pull it into her mouth, and she sucked and lavished Kara’s pulse point with so much determination that she convinced herself she heard Kara hiss from pain.

Her fingers threaded through Kara’s as they went into simultaneous orgasm, moaning together as their mouths met. The kiss was Lena’s undoing and she peered up into Kara’s eyes in terror as she uttered out the first words she had vowed not to speak. “I love—”

“I would love for you to spend the night,” Lena whispered and her hands drifted up and down over Kara’s spine, holding on and letting go.

She could feel how tense Kara became from her suggestion, how her back stiffened instantly and straightened, as if she couldn’t wait to fly off.

“That would be great,” Kara chuckled with a forced smile and flicked her eyes towards the ceiling. “It’s just that I have this thing early tomorrow morning and I wouldn’t want to wake you, so I’d better just—heh—”

Kara finished her sentence by acting fast and pulling out of Lena’s still pulsating cunt.

Lena barely had time to sit up before Kara was fully dressed in her suit and leaning over to give her an insincere hug.

“I’ll come by tomorrow night,” Kara assured her as she backed towards the window with a wide grin. “I’ll bring pizza and board games.”

“Of course you will,” Lena uttered around the lump in her throat, her lower lip curling over her bottom teeth as she fought the rise of emotion Kara’s retreating form evoked. The Super could barely make eye contact, her blonde hair was wild and billowing around her face like she was shielding herself from Lena and that more than anything seemed to hurt the most.

A bitterness entered Lena’s heart and coated her tongue as Kara fled from the room in a blur of red and blue without even the decency of saying anything else.

Lena’s vision went blurry as she exhaled a quiet breath, and then she tried to console herself that this was for the best. It proved once and for all that Kara would never love her, and it was better to know that instead of holding onto some pathetic hope that maybe one day they would be more than friends.

Lena would just have to sever the strings of her heart to stop them from getting tangled up in Kara. She couldn’t afford to torment herself any longer. When everything she longed for was out of reach, maybe it was time she pursued something else, something she could grab on to that didn’t pose a flight risk.