Choose Your Fighter - Chapter 2

Lena could only blame herself for the bizarre consequence of having sex with Kara. She had just opened her legs like someone who lacked even the most basic understanding of intercourse — and as a scientist, it was frankly appalling that she had been so naive as to assume she could overlook all precautions just because it was Kara who wanted to raw her.
 

Despite all evidence that she should have been more careful, Lena wanted nothing more than to do it again.

As she stood in front of the floor length mirror in her bedroom, she slipped into a silk blouse with a black floral print and a neckline that was low enough to give Kara a peek at her nipples if she so much as bent over. She put on the smallest black pencil skirt she owned, and then rushed out to the local pharmacy to buy a morning after pill. It wasn’t her finest moment, but she filled a prescription for birth control while she was at it. Finding out that Kara’s powers had rubbed off on her - or in her - was surprise enough. She didn’t need more surprises in the near future.
 

It was about ten o’clock before Lena made it to L-Corp, and about eleven when Alex called to remind her about the Naltorian object she was supposed to assist in analyzing. 

She had skipped breakfast, and after so many hours of wild sex, her appetite rivaled Kara’s, so she picked up donuts and bagels on her way to the Tower with the thought that all of this would be a hitch in her plans to seduce Kara over lunch.
 

“What have you learned so far?” Lena questioned when she finally stood alongside Brainy and Alex, eyeing the peculiar object with symbols along all sides. She was sorely tempted to touch it again, but that would be stupid before she ran a full battery of tests.
 

“It’s certainly a Naltorian device, maybe even an ancient relic,” Brainy reported with his arms tucked behind his back.
 

“We aren’t having success with decoding some of the symbols,” Alex explained and typed a command into a nearby computer to bring up a log of what they managed to translate so far. “At least the masked pyromaniac isn’t causing havoc anymore. He just disappeared. Maybe he’s useless without this.”
 

Lena was nodding along like she had listened to all of that, but in reality she only caught half of it. She had noticed Supergirl striding through their headquarters with two greasy bags of Big Belly Burger.

“Lena,” Kara chuckled out in surprise, blushing so vividly that Lena imagined even Kara’s toes were pink. She averted her eyes and came to a stop abruptly beside Alex. “I was just thinking about you,” she said with a smile and then lifted her hand with the bag of take-out.
 

“Thanks for bringing lunch,” Alex grunted, snagging one of the bags without even registering the scandalized look on her sister’s face. “I'm starving, and someone keeps eating my snacks.”
 

The pointed glare Alex sent towards Brainy didn’t deter him from approaching with a curious glance into the bag. “Are those the extra crispy fries?” he asked with interest.
 

Alex let out a long suffering sigh before grumbling, “You can have half my fries, but if you touch my sauce, I will end you.” She motioned towards the door with a nod of her head and then informed Lena, “We’ll eat in the other room while you take a look at that.”
 

Kara huffed out a breath as they door closed behind them, and then her eyes danced across the plunging neckline of Lena’s blouse. “Did you—uh—did you sleep well?” She asked distractedly, tossing a nervous glance back at the door when Lena stepped around the table to reveal the extremely short skirt that stopped halfway down her thighs.

“You could say that,” Lena murmured, enjoying the flustered way Kara’s eyes darted over her body.
 

Obviously the Tower wasn’t where they planned on “having lunch,” but it was deeply satisfying to see how torn Kara appeared to be from just the sight of her.
 

Lena raised a curious eyebrow and waved her hand at the device. “I was just about to run a few diagnostics if you’d care to take a closer look.”
 

From the way Kara was staring at her, Lena knew exactly what Kara wanted to see, and it certainly wasn’t on the table. She watched her friend straighten up and set the other bag of take-out aside before coming to stand next to her.
 

Kara acted completely normal as she pulled out a stool, though her strong hand landed on Lena’s hip to coax her into sitting on her knee, as if it was perfectly reasonable that she be seated there.

Lena instinctively wanted to rock, but she remained steady as she pulled up another screen on the computer in front of them. She wet her lips as she considered how much their friendship had changed overnight, and stole a glance at Kara, who was watching the diagnostics as if everything was the same between them. Like it wasn’t weird that Lena’s legs were draped over her strong thigh so that her cunt was resting against the tensed muscle.

“So what do you think it does?” Kara asked, her tone in no way alluding to the fact that her fingers were sneaking up the sides of Lena’s thighs. “Sooner or later, the alien that dropped it will come looking for it, so we’d better be ready.”

Kara was right, but Lena had a hard time announcing that when her friend's fingers pushed under the tight fabric of her skirt in their quest to find the strap of her panties.
 

It was such a confusing and thrilling experience to act as if they weren’t doing anything but working, and her cunt squeezed in anticipation.
 

The sound of Alex coughing snapped Lena back to her senses just as she rocked against Kara, and she tensed up immediately. “Oh, no, Kara, we can’t do this here,” she weakly protested, grinding into the thigh between her legs as Kara encouraged her forward.
 

“We’re not,” Kara whispered, her sultry tone sending shivers down Lena’s spine. The Super’s lips were just shy of brushing against her ear and Lena bit her lip when her friend confided, “I just want your panties. Let me take them off.”
 

Even if she hadn’t been wet, just hearing Kara say that to her would have soaked her panties. Lena felt the heat in her face as she raised herself up enough for Kara’s fingers to work the slick material down her legs, and whimpered when Kara held them up to inspect the shiny patch of arousal that had been pressed against her cunt.
 

It twisted Lena up inside in the best possible ways to watch Kara run two fingertips appraisingly over the slippery essence that covered her thong. Her naked cunt was anticipating Kara’s touch all the more because of it, and when she sat back down, it was impossible to ignore the bulge pressing into her backside.
 

“I think we should talk about sex,” Lena uttered when Kara slid the thong into her pocket, and then she gave a subtle rock against Kara’s thigh that proved to be so pleasurable, she softly moaned from it.
 

“Okay, what’s on your mind?” Kara asked, her hands resting on Lena’s hips to make sure she continued the subtlest undulation, as they broached a topic they should have really discussed prior to fucking yesterday.

It wasn’t lost on Lena that it would have been a good time to bring up the fact that she had frozen her tea earlier that morning — but with the way her clit throbbed and pulse raced, she knew she was too focused on the thought of orgasms for her own good.
 

“I think you like being in charge,” Lena quietly observed and moved just a tad so she could feel Kara’s erection pressing into her. “You seemed to really enjoy it when I submitted to you,” she continued, reaching down to graze the head of Kara’s cock through the protective layer of the Super suit.
 

The brazen move granted her Kara’s full attention and she planned on using the opportunity to lay out their sexual desires in clear terms.
 

“Does that… bother you?” Kara asked after a beat, her gaze fixed firmly on the screen in front of them as she waited for Lena’s answer. “I should have asked—”

“I loved it,” Lena exhaled in a rush, stopping whatever doubt was starting to enter Kara’s mind before it altered the dynamic between them when it came to sex.
 

“Your confidence, the way you handled me, the praise? It was thrilling, Kara. I found your attitude and assertiveness to be…” Lena was never shy when it came to fucking anyone, but she felt almost coy as she glanced up at Kara to confess, “Well, I found it very sexy.”

The smoldering heat of Kara’s eyes reduced Lena to a sticky puddle and she tried to remain coherent as her libido threatened to supplant her intentions.
 

“I hope you know that you can tell me everything you like, Kara. I’m not going to judge you for what turns you on. Desires are very personal things and it can be a remarkably vulnerable experience to share them with anyone,” Lena whispered and glanced down at her best friend as she began feeling the slightest bit anxious about being so honest. 

“I myself enjoy a rather firm hand in the bedroom,” Lena admitted, risking so much more than her pride as she shared her kinks freely with Kara. “It’s perhaps the only area of my life where I don’t wish to be in control, so much as at the mercy of my desires. But that requires more trust than I’ve been willing to give anyone.”
 

Lena wasn’t sure she could let Kara relentlessly top her without letting her emotions slide into it, but she was convinced the exceptional sex would be worth whatever personal consequences she might experience as a result.
 

Kara placed an arm around her waist, and didn’t hesitate for a second as she asserted, “You can trust me.”
 

Lena would have admitted she already did, but Kara dipped her chin and exhaled quietly, “Sometimes I— I just want to — to act on every sexual urge I’ve ever had.”

Excitement prickled Lena’s skin and she held her tongue so that Kara would continue. She didn’t have to wait long. Her soft, reassuring hand rubbed against Kara’s concealed cock, and then her friend hurried to explain, “Being Supergirl means I have to be selfless, and being Kara means I have to suppress my abilities, but I like my strength and my powers. Maybe I want to be a little selfish in the bedroom, and not—you know—hold back or hide some part of myself in the process.”
 

“There’s nothing wrong with that,” Lena whispered, her fingers moving from Kara’s cock to lightly brush against her jaw. She twisted on her friend’s lap to meet her eyes and expressed honestly, “You’re my best friend, Kara, and there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”
 

Kara nestled her face in the back of Lena’s neck and pressed a soft kiss to her skin as she rumbled, “That goes both ways, Lena. Whatever you need, I’m here for you.”

“Speaking of needs,” Lena lilted with a seductive smile and idly traced her fingers over Kara’s hand that was still clasped around her waist. “I did get dressed this morning with you in mind, daddy.”

Kara’s groan wasn’t terribly loud, but her cock certainly stiffened, and Lena felt oddly proud of herself for rendering the Super speechless. She wiggled her ass for good measure, making sure to slide along Kara’s length before she stood up with the idea of grabbing their lunch.
 

She couldn’t have timed it better, because it was then that Alex and Brainy walked back into the room. Kara immediately hunched over, under the pretense of studying the diagnostics that Lena had run, and then shot her a look that promised she was going to fuck her six ways from Sunday the second they were alone.
 

“Find out anything important?” Alex asked, oblivious to the sexual tension that passed between them when Lena slid back to the desk next to Kara.
 

“No offense to J’onn and the efforts he’s made here, but I’d be faster studying this back at my lab,” Lena casually remarked and stretched across the desk in the guise of grabbing a fry, knowing full well that Kara’s eyes were on her shapely ass. She wondered if her friend could smell her arousal and rubbed her thighs together for Kara’s benefit. “Kara can fly me back to the lab, and at the end of the day, I’ll have her bring the object back here, along with my findings.”
 

“I don’t know, Lena,” Alex grumbled, already folding her arms as if she was prepared to fight Lena on it. “If that guy attacks L-Corp—”
 

“Kara will protect me,” Lena insisted, and much to her delight, her friend got to her feet and carefully placed the Naltorian artifact into a containment box. “Well, it’s settled then. I’ll see you all tonight with my report,” she intoned with a meaningful glance in Kara’s direction.
 

The Super lifted Lena into her arms before Alex could think of a convincing argument, and Lena nuzzled into Kara’s neck the second they were in the air.
 

They were back in Lena’s office in under sixty seconds, and she barely had time to catch her breath when Kara’s greedy hands began popping open the buttons on her shirt to grab at her tits, and their mouths met in a desperate kiss.

She blindly dropped the containment box on the table in the corner, not even bothering to glance to make sure that it didn’t fall onto the floor. 

Kara slipped the silk blouse off her shoulders and tossed it to land in a crinkled heap on her chair.
 

The quiet noise of Kara’s suit deactivating coincided with the soft sound of Lena’s zipper as Kara hastily took off her skirt. Without a careful calculation of how they would be positioned, Lena moved onto her knees and tore down Kara’s pants.  
 

Kara seemed to instinctively know what she was going to do, and threaded her fingers into Lena’s hair to pull her in close.

Lena lowered the boxers down Kara’s thighs to see the painfully swollen erection that had been waiting for her all morning. If she didn’t know better, she would have thought days or weeks had gone by since Kara last had sex, because the tip was beading with arousal and the veins pulsated all along the shaft just from Lena’s hand wrapping around it. 

“Should I be a good girl and take care of this for you?” Lena whispered as she bent forward to exhale warmly over Kara’s cock. She had glossed her lips earlier and it was messy when she kissed the wide head. At the same time, she pumped the length through her fist and watched Kara react to her provocative oral tease. 

Kara’s eyes were a little lustfully glazed over and her face flushed with heat as she gripped more firmly at the back of Lena’s neck. “Yes, open your mouth, right now,” she softly ordered and pushed the tip of her erection between Lena’s lips. 

 
The pucker of her mouth made a loud popping sound as Lena began to suck, and bobbed her head obediently. She gave special attention to the hollow where Kara’s arousal collected, and the essence clung to her lips as she pulled back.
 

“I love how you taste and I want you to fuck my mouth,” Lena uttered and glanced up at Kara from beneath her long eyelashes.

Kara looked dazed from her admittance, and it took her a moment to snap out of it as she blindly pulled Lena’s desk chair over and settled into with a hushed command. “Come here.” She guided Lena closer by her hair until she was situated on her knees between Kara’s legs, and Lena marveled at the confidence of Kara sitting at her desk with her cock out, like she was the boss.
 

They locked eyes when Kara pushed her mouth back down to her cock, and Lena moaned as she parted her lips to accept the thick head. She swirled her tongue around the ridge and worked her lips around the first few inches as Kara rocked upward to slide in and out of her hot mouth.


“That’s it, Lena,” Kara encouraged with a firm hand on the back of her head. She rubbed her cock against the silken warmth of Lena’s inner cheek until saliva pooled and dripped from her lips, and then she tightened her grip in Lena’s hair as she husked, “Open wider for me. You’re going to take me into your throat.”

Lena wasn’t even sure if she could, but god she was going to attempt it just for the breathy sound of Kara’s moans. She flattened her tongue along Kara’s shaft and stared up at her friend as she began to take her deeper. The tip nudged the back of her throat again and again as Kara got her accustomed to the feeling of having a full mouth. Lena fondled the rest of her erection and pleaded for more with every groan she gave.

“Swallow,” Kara instructed, thrusting at just the right time for Lena to take several inches into her throat. 

Kara rewarded her with a satisfied, “Good girl,” and Lena’s cunt clenched in need as she sucked harder. It was unlike anything Lena tried before – the restrictive tension as her muscles wrapped around Kara and the pleasant lightheadedness of her blocked airways. She trusted Kara not to give her more than she could handle, and slurped around her tip when Kara retreated just enough to see how greedy she was for more.

With one hand in her hair and the other cupping her cheek, Kara held Lena steady and pumped her hips like they had done this a thousand times before. Lena sucked and spluttered in equal measures, her hands clasping Kara’s thighs as she dared to take even more.

“Rao, Lena you’re so good at this.” Kara exhaled breathlessly, thrusting faster as her pleasure climbed. “I’m going to come in your mouth.”
 

Lena felt the first spurts against her tongue and hollowed her cheeks to make Kara’s orgasm all the more intense. She swallowed as Kara groaned in climax, still determined to continue until her friend stopped moving her hips. They separated only when Kara released her hold on Lena’s hair, and a shyness came over them both as Lena attempted to stand. 

 

Kara barely gave her the opportunity to find her feet before she lifted Lena up and positioned her on the desk. Her pussy was covered in a deluge of her own excitement and Kara forced her thighs open to lick at her wet entrance. 

She was sitting on top of files, her legs splayed wide, and she cried out when Kara’s tongue pushed into her. As shameless as ever, she rocked into Kara’s face, her clit rubbing against it as her pussy contracted. Pinching at her own nipples brought another lightning bolt of pleasure to Kara’s tongue caressing over her. 

 
“Fuck, don’t stop, make me come,” Lena breathed out in a moment of weakness, and grabbed her own breasts to squeeze until she left behind white marks from where her fingers had been.
 

Kara teased her cunt to the point that the tendons in her thighs became so tight that she began trembling. The flutters of sensation inside of her were delicate at first, and then Kara’s tongue lashed at her sensitive clit. 

Lena gasped from the intensity, reveling in the way Kara’s hands hooked around her hips to pull her cunt closer. The ravenous nature of her friend showed itself when Kara puckered her lips around her clit to suck. Moaning around it, Kara lapped and licked while she pulled it into her mouth with wonderful suction.
 

Short, stuttered moans burst free of Lena’s chest. If they weren’t careful, her secretary would rush in to see what the noise was about, but she couldn’t stop the building crescendo when Kara pushed two fingers into her grasping hole. They sank in without resistance, her velvety muscles pulling them deeper with an internal embrace that caused Lena’s hips to buck. 

“Show me you’re ready to take my cock,” Kara rasped, two fingers becoming three as she fingered Lena fast enough to shake the desk.

 

The sound of Lena’s wet hole being filled was frankly scandalous, and she had probably soaked through the papers trapped beneath her ass.
 

Kara used just a touch of super speed to flick her tongue over her clit, and Lena arched up as her cunt began to squeeze.
 

“Fuck, that’s so much better than a vibrator,” Lena deliriously cried, her hand tangling in Kara’s blonde hair as her hips jolted off the desk in ecstasy.
 

Kara was smirking when her eyes finally unglazed, and they were quick to fling their arms around one another to kiss.

 
Lena tasted herself on Kara’s tongue and moaned when the Super’s hands pushed her knees apart. She was surprised and delighted to feel Kara’s erection press between her pussy lips.


Lena’s legs instinctively wrapped around Kara’s hips in anticipation of being filled, and her friend took her with a quick rough thrust that buried her entire length inside her still spasming cunt. Bliss didn’t come close to what she felt right then.


Kara’s muscled arms kept her upright and Lena was grateful to be sitting on her desk because she felt weightless as Kara slammed into her at a frantic pace. The sharp sting of their thighs meeting ricocheted through her cunt and her clit tingled from the sensation.

Not for the first time, Lena was grateful for her high rise building, because otherwise the entire world would see Supergirl ploughing her at her desk. Her legs constricted around Kara with a determination to take her cock in deep. She moaned as the shaft pushed in to the base and her cunt felt so full and stretched.
 

Lena had no control over the arc of her back and how she moved for Kara, so fluid and sensual in her pursuit of pleasure. She was at the mercy of her sexual needs and giving in entirely.
 

From the way Kara groaned, she was enjoying Lena’s undulations, and her fingers bit into the soft skin of Lena’s waist to pull her onto her cock.
 

“Work your cunt for me,” Kara commanded, staying deep as she bucked her hips to fuck into Lena’s slick hole. “Prove that you need this. Don’t hold back.”

Lena’s pussy gripped around Kara’s cock of its own volition, massaging Kara’s shaft with every hot, internal grasp of her muscles with shameless desire.
 

“I do, I need it, I need your cock,” Lena cried out, breathless and high pitched as Kara bucked into her with wilder strokes, forcing her pussy to take it harder as if she knew it was everything Lena fantasized about for months.
 

If she had known Kara could fuck her like this, Lena would have thrown herself at her best friend years ago, but hindsight was cruel. Lena would have to settle for casual sex, though as Kara’s lips traced along her jaw and her heart raced into a palpitation, she wasn’t sure casual was an appropriate term. Lena’s cunt was soaked with excitement and the way Kara was sucking on her neck sent tendrils of pleasure straight to her clit. She wanted Kara, all of her, in every way – and it only worsened when her friend grabbed her thighs to spread her legs further.
 

Lena’s feet were in the air, her knees bent and ass precariously close to falling off the edge of her desk. The look on Kara’s face was enigmatic and the heat of her eyes blazed hot, “Look, Lena. Watch how well your greedy cunt takes all of my cock.”
 

It was pure filth from the sweetest person she knew, and it did unspeakably carnal things to Lena as she obeyed her friend and settled her gaze between her legs. She blushed from the sight of Kara’s thick length disappearing inside her gaping hole, the rapid penetration stealing her breath as her back arched. She was a pretty picture of rich pinks and reds, a watercolor painted with strokes of passionate lust, unfinished but captivating all the same.


“Please,” Lena whimpered, a rush of emotion washing over her as Kara’s strong hand gripped her inner thigh hard enough to leave behind crescents of her fingertips.

 
 “Please what?” Kara pushed, her tone firm and eyes locked with Lena’s in expectation. She brought her thumb to Lena’s clit and grazed over it with maddeningly slow circles, too light to take her to the edge yet enough to make her cunt spasm in anticipation.
 

Please love me. Lena feverishly thought, thankful that her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth when Kara increased her pace. Please want me as much as I want you. Please, please, please—
 

“Say it, Lena,” Kara demanded, sultry and rough and inexplicably arousing as she lifted Lena off the desk to hold her in her arms.


The new angle slid her cock in deeper, and Lena bounced from the force of it, her tits pressing into Kara’s face as she wrapped her arms around her head with a shuddery groan.
 

Lena was at the tipping point of orgasm, and she wanted Kara to pound her with force during the whole wonderful moment. 

“Fuck, you just feel so good in my cunt, daddy,” Lena uttered mindlessly, her entire focus on silencing her emotional side long enough to make the most of her pleasure. Her slick pussy clung tight around Kara’s cock in readiness for it, and her naughty words were the perfect way to egg Kara on. 

Kara’s mouth dropped open in a groan of delight while she gripped Lena’s ass and hoisted her higher.  
 

“You’re such a good girl, Lena, tell daddy what you need,” Kara instructed and sped up, drilling her hard and deep. Her cunt was so thoroughly spread open because of Kara’s girth, and Lena’s thighs were trembling when her inner channel tightened in spasm. 

The magnitude of Lena’s release was so powerful that she screamed out something incoherent, a blended bunch of nonsense. “Fuhhh—mmmmm, daddy, Kara, fuck.”

 

“Rao, Len—uuhhnnn—” The clamping heat of Lena’s walls spurred Kara’s orgasm, and she bucked up to ram herself as deep as she possibly could at the first jerk of her cock. Kara groaned and dug her fingers into the soft swell of Lena’s ass, holding her in place as her throbbing cock emptied in strong spurts.
 

Warm seed flooded Lena’s eager hole, and her cunt tried to hold onto it as Kara finally pulled out with a sigh of satisfaction. “You’re so good to me,” Kara whispered, her lips lazily capturing Lena’s in a sloppy kiss that held the promise of more when Kara’s tongue pushed into Lena’s mouth.
 

Lena shivered from the praise and whimpered when Kara cupped her heated cunt to rub soothingly into it with her palm. It sent shockwaves of pleasure straight to Lena’s core, and she was ready for another round when her new assistant Tara interrupted by knocking on the door.

Kara was dressed in the fraction of a second it took Lena to realize her phone and everything that had been on her desk was scattered on the floor.

 

“Miss Luthor,” Tara called through the door, her voice muffled, “You have a visitor waiting—”

 

“Give me five minutes, then send them in,” Lena rasped, her throat scratchy from pleasure.
 

Kara helped her into her skirt, and while Lena got dressed, her friend organized her desk back to perfection, though several of the documents were crumpled and wet. 

Lena eyed them with a rosy blush on her cheeks and held her hand out in expectation to block Kara from rushing to the balcony.

 

“Wait,” Lena croaked, the slick warmth of Kara’s come already beginning to trickle out of her cunt. “What about my panties?”
 

Kara swept her gaze down her with such intensity that Lena gripped her desk for leverage, and whined when her friend murmured, “I told you I wanted them. Next time you wear a short skirt, be a good girl and take them off first.”

God, it wasn’t fair for Kara to utter such things, and Lena felt unreasonably aroused and needy when her friend activated her Super suit. A tremor went through her cunt and she rubbed her thighs together, smearing Kara’s seed between her pussy lips as Supergirl flashed her a grin and then flew off from her balcony.
 

Lena mindlessly switched on the TV and sat down behind her desk that smelled distinctly of sex so she could finger-comb her hair seconds before her door opened. “Sam?” Lena gasped in surprise, her smile genuine when her friend walked in. “I didn’t expect to see you—”
 

“Oh please,” Sam laughed, waving off Lena’s formalities to pull her into a hug. “When I heard your voicemail, I knew you’d need me here.” Sam remarked with a suspicious squint of her eyes, “So, first things first, who is the lucky alien that’s infected my friend?”

 

Lena was paranoid enough to glance back towards the balcony out of the fear that Kara would overhear the conversation. Her skin blushed radiantly as she walked Sam towards the couch to sit down. 

“Oh, just someone,” Lena answered vaguely and eyed the closest mug on her coffee table. “Anyway, I froze my tea this morning when I was trying to blow on it.”

Sam’s face lit up like that response had just confirmed all of her suspicions and she latched onto Lena’s arm. “You’re kidding. Show me now,” she demanded and hurried off to grab a fresh cup of coffee so they could recreate the scenario.

Lena lifted the cup to blow softly on the liquid, but the coffee remained the same steamy temperature, even after she had huffed and puffed more than the Big Bad Wolf trying to knock a house down. 

“I don’t know why it’s not working.” Lena frowned at the heat still rising from the cup and wondered if having sex with Kara for a second time had somehow reversed the effect. 

“Maybe you can’t force it, just like I didn’t have control of my powers when I was turning into Reign,” Sam considered with a perplexed expression on her face that showed all of her worry. “On the bright side, you’re sleeping with a super powered do-gooder.”

“I never said she was a do-gooder.” Lena was quick to point out, mindful of the way her face burned a guilty shade of red. She sipped the coffee under the pretense of playing it cool, and almost choked on the bitter liquid when Sam laughed.
 

“She huh?” Sam smirked, and inclined her head to the TV where Supergirl was being broadcast live extinguishing a fire started by a masked man with only her breath. “Your mystery lover wouldn’t look anything like that, would she?”
 

“Are you here to speculate, or to help me out?” Lena muttered, knowing full well that Sam had borne the brunt of her many brokenhearted rants when she had found out that Kara was actually Supergirl.

Lena ignored the playful grin on Sam’s lips and picked up the Naltorian device Kara had left on her desk. She stalked towards the private elevator to enter her code, and grimaced when sparks emerged around the hole where her finger had stabbed at the first digit.
 

“Looks like we’ll be taking the emergency elevator to the lab.” Lena sighed, staring at her uninjured finger as though it may lash out and attack her.

 

 “Better let me push the buttons,” Sam intoned and gawked when Lena lifted her cellphone and accidentally crunched it to pieces. “I’ll call maintenance, and you keep your hands to yourself until we’re in the lab.”

With their backs to the TV, neither of them noticed that Supergirl’s fists landed with no impact, or how she compensated by using her heat vision.