End Simulation - Halloween Special

Like a true Luthor prodigy, Laura figured out how to fly within the first six months of her life. She bypassed crawling entirely and began cutting her teeth on steel that Lena had melted down into several baby-friendly shapes. Fortunately Laura seemed discriminating enough not to bite down on any object that was too soft, and Lena appreciated that, since she was determined to continue nursing.

Lena liked to pose mind-bending puzzles to her gifted daughter. Every time Laura rose to the occasion, working out a number of complex problems that would have been far too difficult for an average human baby of the same age. Lena taught the baby how to line up her soft alphabet letters in the correct order, the concept of object permanence, and even some basic math. Laura hit every developmental milestone much earlier than expected, and Lena would have continued to think of her baby as an absolute genius if her mother Lillian hadn’t shattered her delusions one afternoon.

“Your daughter believes she’s a helicopter,” Lillian announced, as if this was some great failing on Lena’s part.

Kara was standing in the kitchen with a donut halfway to her mouth, and she put it down when it was clear Lillian was in a confrontational mood.

“What do you mean she thinks she’s a helicopter?” Kara asked and hurried over to scoop Laura up from where she was sitting on the floor playing with foam blocks.

Laura squealed and then tried to reach out for Lillian, who was holding up a toy helicopter to entice her.

Lena watched as her mother took the baby from Kara and carried her towards the balcony.
 
The whir of passing helicopters appeared to excite Laura, and she shrieked as if attempting to call them over.

Out of maternal paranoia, Lena hurried to secure the baby with an unbreakable clip and a leash to keep her from flying off.

“See? She identifies with the helicopters,” Lillian spat and hoisted Laura up so that she could see a helicopter as it flew by.

Laura reached for the helicopter with both hands, the same way she often did when trying to get the attention of either of her parents.

To further emphasize her point, Lillian turned on the television to Thomas the Tank Engine, and Laura was quiet until Harold the Helicopter appeared on the screen.

“Okay, so Laura likes helicopters, but that doesn’t mean she thinks that she is one,” Lena argued, and tried to take the remote away from her mother before she could be persuaded otherwise.

“Has Kara ever flown in her presence?” Lillian questioned and turned her interrogation onto Kara, who was back at the box of donuts and eating them like this whole discussion required her to boost her energy.

“We decided to keep the Supergirl part of my life separate from our home life – just until Laura’s old enough to talk,” Kara explained as she wiped some strawberry frosting off her hand. “When she’s a little older, I’ll show her how to fly and teach her all about her powers.”

Lena gestured to Kara to back up that statement, and then carried Laura over to the couch. She attempted to ignore how fixated Laura was on the blue sky outside the apartment.

“I am telling you, Laura relates to that stupid cartoon helicopter on Thomas the Tank Engine, and if you don’t fix this now, I sincerely doubt she’ll get accepted to the Pre-K of your choice,” Lillian warned and squinted down at her granddaughter, who was gripping at curly bunches of Lena’s hair. “Her formidable years will be wasted.”

“Okay, mother, I appreciate the parenting advice, but I have to get to work and then we’re planning on celebrating Halloween,” Lena huffed and gently pried Laura’s tiny hands free of her curls.

Kara’s face lit up as she went to retrieve Laura’s costume — a tiny white sheet with cut-outs for the baby’s eyes and arms.

Laura couldn’t say the word Boo yet, but she certainly had mastered the art of hovering in the air.

“You can’t be serious,” Lillian grit out when she saw the baby in her costume. “What are you going to tell the first person who asks how your daughter is floating?”

“Magnets and my unbeatable tech,” Lena shrugged and hurried to retrieve the diaper bag while Kara took over with their daughter.

Laura had a new habit of trying to pull the glasses from Kara’s face. This time her tiny fingers pressed at the button that transformed the alpha into Supergirl. In seconds, the Super suit appeared, and Laura made a noise of joy. Kara stared into the baby’s delighted blue-green eyes, and her shoulders puffed up with pride.

Lena could see what was on Kara’s mind before it even happened, and she had mixed feelings of joy and panic as Supergirl suddenly sped off through the air with their pint-sized Kryptonian in her arms.

She smiled in wonder at her Super and their daughter, and caught her mother looking on with far too much approval.

“Okay, there, are you happy?” Lena snapped at Lillian, and though her mother was as always unwilling to express emotion, she noticed the small mirthful lines at the corner of Lillian’s eyes.

“I am pleased, yes, and I would be even more pleased if you would also look at all of the literature that I brought you about gifted schools for Laura.” Lillian’s attitude was always overbearing, and she crossed her arms as she tried to force her will onto Lena.

Over the past several months, Lena had attended so many therapy sessions with her mother and with Kara. From time to time, Lena still struggled with her emotions related to her upbringing, and the anniversary of finding out about Kara’s deception had been rough – but she was adapting to motherhood, and feeling much more at peace in her life.

“I’ll review it all when she’s out of diapers, and not a second sooner,” Lena curtly responded and turned to watch Kara zip through the air with Laura.

"With the way she's advancing, I suspect that'll be in about a month." Lillian stated in a matter of fact tone, and narrowed her eyes at Lena in that way that often left her wondering if her mother could hear her thoughts. "Why don't we get a head start on finding the right place by going over some of the forms right now?"

“I need to run by L-Corp and then I promised some children I would take them Trick-or-treating,” Lena drawled with a pointed look at Kara, which explained just how much the alpha wanted to participate in the silly seasonal events.

Kara’s face was like a sunbeam of radiance when she smiled from ear to ear and lifted the treat bag she had chosen for their baby, who was still too young to even eat the candy. “Yeah, Laura is going to love seeing all of the costumes.”

True to Kara’s assumption, the baby was rapt with interest whenever she spotted someone in costume. Whether it was a witch, or giant bear, or someone dressed like a character from a TV show, Laura’s eyes tracked after the person. But Lena wasn’t prepared for the fact that Laura had latched onto seeing Kara in the Super suit, or how she would raise her arms and howl as she tried to get every single person that was dressed as Supergirl to notice her.

After they arrived at L-Corp, Lena’s new blonde assistant Marissa walked in wearing a full Supergirl suit. Laura spotted the assistant and whined to be picked up. She must have wanted to fly again, because she made a quiet noise like a helicopter’s propellers, and began to cry when Marissa ignored her and walked off.

“Oh Rao, I must have really confused her,” Kara lamented with a flushed face and panic in her voice. “She’s expecting all of these people who are dressed like me to take her flying, isn’t she?”

Lena glared at the alpha and stepped behind her desk as she thought about the problem they had created. “Let me borrow your suit — not the one you regularly wear, but the old one.”

Kara grabbed it from the closet where they stored it in Lena’s office.

Lena smirked when she breathed in the scent of Kara’s most recent rut that still clung to the fabrics.

“You should have cleaned this after we used it the last time,” Lena chastised and then reached for the costume.

When Kara went into rut a few weeks ago, she had role played bursting into Lena’s office and bending her over the desk, because Lena had admitted she found Kara sexy in her original suit.

Lena stepped into the bathroom with it, and when she came out, she was wearing it — the short skirt higher on her thighs, and her breasts accentuated by the skin-tight top.

Kara stared at her in slack jawed amazement and Laura shot into her arms like a tiny cannonball.

“I never knew how much I needed to see you wearing my suit until today,” Kara muttered in awe, and circled around her once before their eyes locked. “You look incredible, Lena.”

“Thank you, but I’m just wearing this so our daughter doesn’t fly after the first person she sees who’s dressed like Supergirl. Imagine the stranger danger that would cause.” Lena’s rationale was simple, though it was a major bonus that Kara’s eyes couldn’t stop roving over her.

Kara was blatantly checking her out and playing with her glasses as she whipped around to watch Lena stride across the office to grab a coffee.

“Yeah, and it’s not like I could go as Supergirl for Halloween,” Kara agreed with a nod, and then pulled a garment bag from a rack by the door that contained her costume. “Are you ready to go to Kelly’s?”

“Sure, why not, I’ll just walk through L-Corp dressed like this,” Lena hummed and grabbed Laura’s diaper bag so they could go.

It was a long drive to Kelly’s new house in rush hour traffic, but they arrived to hugs and plenty of good food — and no one laughed at her for her costume.

“Wow, Lena, I think you should keep that. It looks fantastic on you.” Alex’s compliments were genuine as she held out her arms to receive her niece.

“Well, I wasn’t planning to dress up, but as usual, I find myself doing things I never planned to do,” Lena admitted and reached out to stroke the soft blonde fuzz on her daughter’s head.

Kara had gone into the bathroom to put her costume on, and came out dressed as one of the ghostbusters — in coveralls and with all of the accessories.

Lena could tell that Kara thought she was clever when she slipped Laura back into her little ghost costume. The baby was content to hover at her side, and Kara tethered them together to complete the family costume and to prevent the smallest Kryptonian from flying off.

When they set out to trick or treat and Laura became tired of swimming in the air, she landed in Kara’s arms, and Lena took her alpha’s hand as they wandered down the city streets and towards an area with more houses.

Despite the number of children and parents wandering around, Lena could feel Kara’s eyes on her, and she knew just from the scent of the alpha where her mind was headed. Fortunately there were no other trick or treaters nearby while Kara was ogling her.
 
“You better not trip over your own feet when you’re carrying our daughter,” Lena murmured in warning, though her tone lacked any kind of bite.

“What? No, she’s totally safe. My eyes are—are uh—”

Kara’s words seemed to stick in her throat when Lena bent dramatically to select Kara’s favorite candy out of a bowl left on someone’s porch.

“Undressing me in public?” Lena asked under her breath, so only Kara’s super hearing would pick it up. She bent even lower in the guise of searching, and knew damn well that the short red skirt was precariously close to showing off her panties.

Lena stood up quickly and smirked when she turned to see Kara’s guilty blush.

She stepped closer to offer Kara the candy and gripped at the front of Kara’s coveralls. “Is that a blaster in your pants or are you just happy to see m—”

“Mommy, mommy look!” A child shrieked, and Lena jumped back so fast it was almost like she had been tasered. “It’s Supergirl! She’s helping fight a ghost!”

The shock that threatened to consume her lessened when she realized the little boy was running around wearing a red cape of his own, and that his attention was on her, not Kara.

Lena exhaled a soft breath while Kara laughed, and bent down to greet her fellow hero. “Superman, it’s so good to see you. Would you like some candy?”

The little boy practically vibrated with excitement. Lena tried to suppress a grin when she caught Kara pouting as she handed the kid Kara’s Milky Way.

His mother mouthed thank you and then hurried after her son, who ran off to tell his friends that Supergirl gave him candy.

The real Supergirl sent sad glances at Lena until she sighed, “I’ll buy you a whole bag of chocolate on the way home.”

“There might be something else I’d rather have,” Kara admitted and leaned over to leer at Lena, jostling Laura in the process.

Their daughter immediately hovered in front of Kara, blocking her, and made garbled little noises of excitement as children stopped to gawk at her in wonder.

“If so, you’d better keep that to yourself until we’re back at Kelly’s place,” Lena warned in a quiet hiss and sent an uncomfortable glance at the kids that were swarming around them.

Normally she and Kara flirted in whispers around their daughter or when the baby was asleep in the next room, but being around other children was different and awful. Lena glanced down at the little group in perplexed silence as they all admired Laura’s costume.

“How is she floating?” one loud girl asked and pointed her finger at the baby. “There’s no strings.”

“It’s called science,” Lena argued, and reasoned to herself that she wasn’t technically lying to children, because all Kryptonians had biological processes much different from an average human.

“No, it’s magic,” the girl disputed and narrowed her eyes at Lena, as if she was prepared for a fight. “It’s magic, like in Fairy Unicorn Princess—”

Lena almost had another word with the kid, but Kara grabbed her by the arm before she could tell the little girl to pay attention in her STEM classes and to kick the princess obsession.

“Let’s go to that house over there,” Kara urged and tugged her along and out of the range of the other trick or treaters. “It looks amazing.”

Laura kicked her tiny feet in the air and gummed on one of her small hands as they walked towards another house with inflatables on the trimmed lawn.

The front porch drew Lena’s eye, where there was a row of pumpkins that children had obviously painted and a bale of hay.

It made Lena stop and consider the picturesque place, which was still inside of National City, but much more family-friendly than her penthouse. She had never imagined trading up her chic high class pad for a place like this one, and she fell silent as the thought occurred to her.

“You okay?” Kara muttered and her distressed scents indicated that she thought she was the cause of Lena’s long silence. “I promise I’ll stop checking you out until we get home.”

“It’s not that,” Lena assured her as they headed up the driveway to get to another bowl of candy that had been left out on the step. “I was just thinking this would be a nice place to raise a family.”

“Sure, but so is the penthouse, where Laura can see all of National City and Supergirl flying around.” Kara nudged her with an elbow and smiled that same endearing smile that had broken through all of Lena’s defenses years ago. “All of our friends are in the city, so are our jobs, and as nice and quiet as this place is, I’m pretty sure people would notice if I flew off for an emergency, and that our house was the only one Supergirl ever visited.”

Lena scrunched her face up as she considered the facts and raised her hands as she sighed out, “Okay fine, I was just feeling—”

She floundered for a second, waving a packet of skittles around while she tried to pinpoint her exact emotions.

“A weird sense of guilt?” Kara supplied with an arch of her eyebrows. The alpha took Lena’s hand and tugged her down the street to where more pumpkins were lit up and little ghouls and vampires ran around chasing each other. “If you really want a white picket fence and a quiet neighborhood that’s, you know,” Kara shrugged and threw a glance her way. “We’d adjust, but if this is because you think Laura isn’t getting the life she deserves, then I hate to break it to you, but you’re so wrong.”

Lena was ready to exhale a scoff when Kara laughed and bumped her hip playfully. “Oh don’t look at me like that, you’re a billionaire tech genius and I’m a literal superhero, and she has more space to be herself than either of us ever did. Pretty sure one of these houses could fit in your penthouse kitchen, and don’t get me started on all of her toys and clothes. Where would they fit in a place like this?”

“You’ve made your point,” Lena muttered, but there was a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

She had to give Kara credit for never once making her feel like their daughter would be better off somewhere else, or that she should stop working. If anything, the alpha supported her every step of the way, and when Lena lapsed into moments of doubt, she pulled her out of it.

“You wanna hit a few more houses?” Kara asked, like Lena couldn’t just buy her a year's supply of candy in a matter of minutes. Laura zig-zagged in front of her, babbling contentedly, and Kara beamed down at her like she understood every garbled noise she made.

Lena took a few seconds to appreciate the family they created and felt the stirrings of love speed up her heart. “No,” she uttered quietly, glancing up at Kara with hooded eyes. “Take me back to Kelly’s. Laura’s had enough fun, and I think it’s time we have a little of our own.”

They had promised to look after Kelly’s house so she could go to a Halloween party with Alex.

When they returned to the quiet little house, Kara manned the door with buckets of candy while Lena gave the baby a bath and fed her.

After a quick read aloud, where Kara sang and did the voices for a bunch of different animals, they tucked Laura into a cozy travel crib.

Lena stroked the baby’s hair until she fell asleep, and then she was free to slip off to the guest bathroom to shower and put on a robe. Her hair was still damp and curled into long tendrils around her shoulders as she perched on the couch, and watched Kara still giving out candy to the older kids who were out late.

As soon as there was a lull in foot traffic, Kara carried the bowl full of candy over to join her.

“I saved all of the Junior Mints and Peppermint patties for you,” Kara announced with a wide grin and a slap of her hands against her thighs. “Not that it was hard, since no one else really likes them.”

“It’s not the first time that others have failed to appreciate my faves,” Lena argued and tore open the little cardboard box that held the dark chocolate candies. She smiled before popping one into her mouth and turning to face Kara. “These are the best.”

The mint melted in her mouth and it took her a second to realize Kara was watching her in adoration. Lena put the candy aside and pulled Kara to her by the front of her coveralls.

“Mmm, minty,” Kara whispered into a kiss and pushed a hand under Lena’s robe to rub at her breasts. Lena’s nipples had become twice as sensitive lately and they stiffened in an instant from Kara’s touches. She canted her head to the side as Kara’s lips moved to her neck and over the claim bite near her freckle.

Kara sucked on the mark and her hand drifted downward to part the robe over her cunt.

With a single fingertip, Kara traced over the soft place between her lips where Lena’s clit was throbbing for attention.

Lena began panting as Kara’s teeth sank into her in the spot that assured their bond. She moaned and squirmed as Kara’s fingers glided up and down to make her wet. Her pussy responded to Kara’s caress and her inner pelvic muscles tightened.

“Oh god, please keep doing that,” Lena begged and draped her leg over the arm of the sofa to open herself to Kara.

“I’ve wanted you all day,” Kara whispered, like it was a secret that Lena couldn’t possibly have known. She mapped the intimate contours of Lena’s eager entrance and followed the path back up to circle around her clit. Kara looped around it with featherlight pressure and grinned when Lena’s breath hitched. “Seeing you wearing my old suit tonight kind of makes me want to see you play the hero the next time we have a chance to dress up.”

Lena was acutely aware that Kara’s mind wasn’t on costume parties, because she could feel the alpha’s excitement when she ran her palm across Kara’s thigh.

“Throw in a few red sun lamps and you have yourself a deal,” Lena uttered seriously, and whined when Kara dipped a single finger into her.

“I guess I can agree to that.” Kara mused, because it had been the topic of discussion for months after they installed small ones in Laura’s room to stop her from taking flight as they slept.

Kara was concerned that she would be indisposed if she was needed in an emergency, but she was also curious to see what it would be like to be human in Lena’s capable hands.

“You guess?” Lena scoffed, the warmth of her heavy gaze showed affection, even as she mocked her mate and spread her legs wider. “You say that like you don’t want to feel the sting of my nails dragging down your back, or the bite of my teeth on your inner thigh before I suu—uhhnnf--”

Lena groaned mid sentence, her hips lifting as Kara inserted a second finger to press directly into the sensitive ridges of her cunt.

There was a smugness to the alpha’s grin as she used her other fingers play with Lena’s swollen clit, caressing it between her finger and thumb to send jolts of pleasure through Lena’s legs. “You were saying?”

Lena’s thighs tensed and trembled as she tried to shoot Kara a glare, but it was no use when she grabbed for the side of the couch. The moan caught in Lena’s throat when she remembered their daughter was asleep upstairs, but Kara coaxed it out of her, breathless and keening, by spreading her fingers to stroke either side of Lena’s inner walls.

“Fuck me,” Lena whispered, her hand fisting around the coveralls that trapped Kara’s erection. She squeezed the rigid length until the material darkened with the smallest spot of arousal, and Kara rocked involuntarily into her hand.

Kara raced around the room faster than a blur, turning off lights and double checking that the curtains were closed. She ripped off her coveralls with a few fast tugs and bent Lena over with her knees on the arm of the sofa. It forced Lena to stretch her back and to position herself on the cushions with her head down. She could feel Kara’s eyes settle on her cunt – on her perfect lips and protruding, desperate clit.

The alpha exhaled a rumble of desire and Lena shuddered when Kara’s hot breath tickled over her inner thigh.

“I just need a taste, and then I’ll give you everything you want,” Kara murmured, and Lena sighed when the alpha’s lips trailed along the apex between her thighs.

She braced in expectation of the soft warmth of her mate’s tongue, and dug her fingers into the couch to steady herself in excitement.

Kara delved between her pale lips, moaning at the taste of Lena as she pulled her clit into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it languidly.

“I love how soft you are on my lips,” Kara praised between flicks of her tongue. She sucked on Lena until her hips jerked and then teased the sensitive bud with quicker licks that made her gasp in need. “So perfect on the tip of my tongue.”

“I’ll feel even better stretched around your cock,” Lena rasped, and bent even lower to present herself at Kara’s eye level. She smelled the shift in Kara’s pheromones when she clenched her pink hole, the protective fragrance of love merging with the heady scent of dominance that Lena craved so much. Kara’s hands were on her ass in an instant, smoothing over her with reverence as she guided the broad head of her cock between Lena’s dripping folds to push inside her.

They both groaned as she opened up for Kara’s girth, and the slow plunge satisfied her inner omega.

She knew this was part of the foreplay, the exquisite heat of their bodies merging before Kara took her with powerful, fast strokes to make her gape.

Lovemaking was only lazy when their daughter was staying over at someone’s house, but Kara always managed to infuse their rough coupling with tenderness as they took what they needed and gave back to one another.

The pleasurable ache caused a throaty moan to pour wantonly out of Lena and she glanced coyly over her shoulder.

“We have to be quiet,” Kara reminded her, and pressed her cock in as deep as she could get it.

They were terrible at fucking silently, so Lena had installed soundproofing to their rooms, but they weren’t home and that posed a risk.

“Or you could pretend we’ve snuck out of a party so you can ravage me, and we’ve only got a few minutes before people notice we’re gone,” Lena suggested in a hoarse whisper. “We can’t have anyone hearing us, can we?”

Kara grinned at the impromptu roleplay and before Lena could saucily suggest a way to keep her silent, the alpha was already clasping her hand around Lena’s mouth and bucking into her with solid thrusts that sent her forward. Lena moaned freely, giving into the sordid fantasy of being fucked raw at an event in secrecy. She rocked her hips back to make Kara’s cock press at her cervix.

Her very full cunt went into spasm just from the first thrusts, and Kara groaned from the warm and wet friction. She was that much wetter from having Kara’s tongue inside of her beforehand, and Lena realized that the alpha’s self-restraint was slipping. The second they both started to get too noisy, Lena stopped her movements and let Kara slam into her at twice the speed.

Despite their consistent lack of precautions, Kara had at least been careful not to knot inside of Lena during her most recent heat, and that whole experience had been hard on both of them. Kara fisted a hand in her hair to pull her neck back while pounding deep into her tight pussy, only to release her grip after a second. The alpha grabbed firmly at Lena’s breasts and rolled her nipples between two fingers, pinching until Lena’s breath hitched.

“Fuck, Kara, you know what that does to me.” Lena whined, grinding back against the alpha while her clit throbbed. It was like a direct link between her clit and her nipples whenever the alpha gave them attention and Lena’s greedy cunt fluttered in hot pulsations around Kara’s thick cock. She would come from this if Kara kept up her thrusts, and there was no way she would be able to stay quiet.

The wet slap of Kara’s thighs kept her down in the submissive pose but it was the growl of her mate that kept her pinned there. She knew the exact moment Kara lost herself to their furious rutting when the alpha rubbed into her slick folds and then pushed her fingers into her mouth.

Lena moaned around the intrusion and sucked ardently on Kara’s fingers to taste her own arousal. She was caught in a blissful push and pull, with Kara fucking into her cunt with rougher thrusts and holding her in place by her jaw. It was raunchy and debased, and Lena reached between her own legs to rub into her clit while Kara’s other hand continued to squeeze at her tits.

“If you come hard for me I’ll give you my knot,” Kara promised in a husk, and that was all it took for Lena’s cunt to go into an intense spasm. Her garbled cry was partially muffled and Kara’s fingers slipped out from between her lips so she could cover Lena’s mouth with her palm. There was something intoxicating about being silenced, something flirtatiously close to being kinky. Lena loved it, and she showed her appreciation by moaning even louder.

The desperate sound called to Kara’s alpha and she quickened her pace with just the right amount of super speed to prolong Lena’s orgasm.

The luscious sensation of Lena’s cunt rippling around her cock in tighter contractions brought Kara to a shuddering climax, and she caught Lena by the nape of the neck to hold her down as she emptied inside her. Each thick jet of come filled Lena with an almost insatiable want, and when Kara pressed on to make sure her knot formed inside her stretched pussy, she knew she would be begging Kara to give her another baby the next time she went into heat.

“God, Lena, you feel so tight.” Kara moaned, the roleplay over as she bent forward to pepper Lena’s shoulders with worshipful kisses.

There were handprints in the shade of her lipstick on the sofa and Lena couldn’t bring herself to care when her cunt was being spread by Kara’s huge knot.

“I’ll buy Kelly a new couch,” Lena muttered absently, and Kara’s laughter shook them both.

Lena was about to suggest that they complete their night by devouring Alex’s stash of ice cream when she heard something shatter in the hallway. Kara was immediately on high alert, and she had to grab the alpha’s wrist to stop her from foolishly trying to fly off while knotted inside her.

“Wait, we’re still joined,” Lena hissed.

Kara nodded and scooped her up as if she intended to walk Lena face first into the danger to investigate. A cupboard opened in the kitchen, but when they turned to see who was there Kara found nothing with her x-ray vision.

“Lena – are ghosts actually real?” Kara asked in a hush, and it was so endearingly human to see a flicker of concern in the alpha’s eyes.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Lena whispered, but her heart was racing twice as fast as it should have been. One of Kelly’s plants tipped over, and there was a gust of wind so strong that Lena felt the chill of it straight through her bones.

That reduced Kara’s knot, and she was able to pull out, so they could both struggle into their clothes.

“We need to get Laura,” Lena asserted and Kara turned them so fast that all they saw was a white sheet floating in front of them.

Lena let out a scream, and then the sheet wiggled and giggled and let out a delighted, “Ooo.”

Kara snatched the sheet off their daughter and caught the hovering toddler before she flew off again with an exasperated sigh. “You got us with a sneak attack, huh?”

“Oo!” Laura exclaimed and waved her little hands in excitement.

Lena softened with a laugh and smoothed her daughter’s hair back with an affectionate caress. “This is your fault for picking her costume.” She informed Kara with a haughty raised brow, then smirked as she caught the sheepish look on her alpha’s face.

“But she looks so cute floating around, how could I resist?” Kara whined, and settled onto the couch so that Lena could snuggle into her arms while she held their daughter.

There was no doubt in Lena’s mind that Laura loved her costume, and she had to admit it was fun seeing their daughter in the little sheet. She canted her head back for Kara to kiss her, and then passed the alpha the remote for the TV.

“I’ll let you off on one condition,” Lena lilted with a seductive rasp, and waited for Kara to look at her with interest. “Share the candy.”

Kara laughed as she held out an expectant hand, and didn’t grumble as she passed off the bowl with a grin.