Sweet Little Unforgettable Thing

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Rating: Explicit, GP/one-sided ABO/alien anatomy (Kara).

Description:  Kara’s an average student, with average aspirations, but she’s anything but ordinary. When she develops a crush on Lena Luthor, she pursues her with a pure heart, but when things between them begin to get heated, Kara has to choose between keeping her alien identity a secret, or letting Lena in.

[College AU. This is basically a "what if they met in college and Kara revealed her identity to Lena back then?" scenario - except with a more confident Kara, no Superman and no evil Lex].

Tags: Making out, Touching/hand jobs, Oral (Kara).



 

The first time Kara noticed her was in the university cafeteria. She was cleaning off her tray while Kara was filling her own, her dark hair tied back to reveal sharp cheekbones, a strong jaw and a face so beautiful that Kara felt a pleasant warmth spread through her. It wasn’t until she had walked off to pay for her meal that Kara realized she loaded up a tray full of peas and dinner rolls, and several other students were staring at her in confusion.
 

The mystery girl disappeared by the time Kara paid, and she spent the rest of her night dwelling on dark hair and alabaster skin when she should have been studying.
 

The second time Kara saw her she was on the opposite side of a stairwell, and she humiliated herself by tripping over her feet as the girl walked past her, oblivious to Kara’s existence as she typed on her phone.
 

After three weeks and no trace of her, Kara had all but given up hope that she would get the chance to meet the girl. So when she wandered into the library to find her sitting at a desk, surrounded by stacks of books, Kara immediately forgot why she stepped foot in the place to begin with and what she was meant to be doing with her time.
 

Her hands felt clammy and her mind went blank because all Kara could see was the girl in the loose fitting, soft green sweater. It exposed just enough cleavage to make Kara stare for too long — until she caught sight of a pen between full, red lips and how the girl's jaw worked as she sucked on the end of it.
 

Distracted beyond belief, Kara had intended to walk over and introduce herself, but instead walked straight into a bookshelf. The noise of it startled a few people, and Kara ducked behind the shelves to admire the girl from afar — all pale skin and dark eyebrows that made Kara’s insides feel funny.

Kara finally located the textbook she meant to look for in the stacks, but she held onto the sudden impulse to seize the moment and introduce herself. She wandered over to slip into the seat opposite the girl before losing her nerve.
 

“Doing some light reading?” Kara grinned, but the girl only smirked slightly and narrowed her eyes curiously at her. “Yeah, me too.” Kara exhaled easily, her gaze locking with the palest green she ever encountered. It made her think of sea glass and stained windows, and for a second she couldn’t say anything as the girl stared.
 

Kara watched her lift a dark eyebrow questioningly and felt her pulse pick up.
 

“So what are you studying?” Kara asked. “From the looks of it, seems like an entire bookshelf.”

“I’m writing my dissertation on the quantum entanglement of moving bodies,” The girl reported in a tone of amusement and flipped the page in the book that she currently had propped open. She jotted down a few notes on a legal pad and then tucked her work off to the side. “I designed a model and I’ve already run all of my tests, but I need a more robust discussion of the theories that informed my whole process.”

 

Kara nodded sharply, intimidated by the talk of dissertations and advanced physics. She knew enough about physics to hold her own in a conversation, and yet when she watched Lena’s lips move, she struggled to breathe, let alone speak.

 

 Kara leaned over to glance down at the squiggles of the girl’s handwriting and then propped her chin in one palm. 

“Intriguing,” Kara drawled, glancing down at the girl’s cleavage again without much self-awareness. She snapped out of her distraction and smiled, letting out a nervous laugh. “So you’re like a Ph.D. student?”

“Yeah, I’m like a Ph.D. student,” The girl echoed, scrunching her brows together as she took Kara in with a hint of a smile, which she bit from the corner of her lip. “What are you reading? The Elements of Journalism? How scintillating.”

 Kara grinned at the faint mockery in the girl’s tone and raised her brows as she insisted, “What, you didn’t know that the pen is mightier than the sword? For shame.” She admonished with her book, and then settled back in her seat as the girl rolled her eyes.
 

“Well we can’t all be geniuses studying quantum entanglement.” Kara laughed, and sat up a bit straighter with a sigh as she dramatically lamented, “If only you were a freshman like myself I might have been able to help you out.”
 

The girl gave her an incredulous look that wasn’t nearly as hostile as it could have been and Kara clarified, “I mean with the moving bodies part.”
 

Much to her astonishment, Kara watched a slow blush creep up the girl’s cheeks.

“You don’t even know my name.” The girl intoned, but she was looking at Kara with interest and that was the sign she had been hoping to see. 

“I’d like to,” Kara whispered earnestly, her own heartbeat matching the girl’s as it picked up the pace. “I’m Kara.” She announced, and stuck her hand out. “And you are?”
 

“Hoping I don’t regret this.” The girl teased, but she clasped Kara’s hand and shook it firmly as she lilted, “I’m Lena, and for the record I should be a freshman, but it turns out I am actually a genius.”

Kara forgot to take her hand back, and it took Lena quirking a dark brow to make her remember herself.
 

“Lena.” Kara sighed out, testing it on her tongue. It fit the dark haired beauty well, and Kara grinned stupidly at finally getting to know her name. “All this studying is exhausting, why don’t we head over to the cafeteria and I’ll buy you a cup of coffee?”
 

Lena motioned to the book in Kara’s hand absently. “You haven’t even opened that yet.” She informed her dryly, but there was an amused gleam in her eyes that Kara couldn’t get enough of and a smile curling at her lips.
 

Kara stood up and shrugged lazily. “I read super fast, and you’re gonna need the caffeine if you’re planning to read all of the books in the library.”

Lena scooped her texts from the table and began to pack them up in her satchel. She slung it over her shoulder and lifted the notes that wouldn’t fit in her bag. 

“As it so happens, my favorite coffee shop is about two blocks away and I was planning to stop there on the way back to my dorm to grab a sandwich, so I guess I can go with you.” Lena seemed reluctant to attribute her decision to Kara’s persuasive skill, but she fell in beside Kara and the blush on her face revealed more about her than what she said. She could be assertive, but she was also shy in how she snuck glances at Kara, and Kara decided she liked that about her.
 

The crisp spring air outside was refreshing after the stuffiness of the library, and Kara breathed it in with a no doubt dopey grin on her face.

“Hey, if you’re planning on getting food anyway, why don’t we upgrade the coffee to dinner?” Kara tried to keep the hopefulness out of her voice, but she felt excited and bold, and from what she could tell her charm was working on Lena. She rocked on her heels and smiled, laying it on thick as Lena narrowed her eyes suspiciously and laughed. 

 “The next thing I know I’ll be agreeing to head back to your place. For now coffee will be just fine. If I still think you’re cute afterwards, we’ll see about having dinner together in the future.” Lena’s open flirtation was another confidence booster and Kara lifted her shoulders in a delighted little shiver.

“You think I’m cute?” Kara reiterated, her smile brightening as a gentle pink blossomed over Lena’s pale skin, radiant and warm.
 

Lena tucked her chin towards her chest but Kara could still see the way she fought the grin before her teeth caught her lower lip. She fumbled with the books still in her hands as she reached for the door.
 

“Oh uh, here, let me help you.” Kara suggested, and before Lena could dismiss the gesture, she took them out of her hands and opened the door for her.
 

“Who said chivalry is dead?” Lena smirked, but the slow way she blinked felt somehow intimate as she passed Kara.
 

 Lena’s jeans were tight and hugged her curves, and Kara’s eyes lingered on her shapely ass as she walked off. The Kryptonian let out a slow breath before she hurried after Lena.
 

“You’re witty,” Kara quietly reflected, her gaze gravitating back to Lena’s face as they walked side by side.
 

 “You’re observant.” Lena declared, her pale eyes flicking towards Kara as she added conspiratorially, “Must be the journalist in you.”
 

 “Maybe,” Kara mused, her smile softening as she walked them through the coffee shop to a cozy booth. “Or you’re just worth noticing.” She bumped her elbow into Lena’s, sensing the girl’s eyes on her, and supplied flirtatiously, “I personally think it’s the latter.”
 

 Their impromptu coffee date went on longer than expected, and even two mochas and a hot chocolate later, Kara shamelessly ignored the time as it passed.
 

Lena lit up when she discussed her studies, her delicate hands moving with animated sweeps, and whenever she felt self-conscious, she seemed to touch her neck and glance away.
 

Kara was enamored. She drank in Lena’s presence like the sweet beverages she sipped and basked in the warmth that came from talking to Lena.
 

 When the last few people began to leave the coffee shop, and Lena realized how late they had stayed, Kara made her official move. “I’d like to do this again, even if it’s just coffee. Though I do know a great place that does the best pot stickers you’ll ever eat.”

Lena folded her arms on the table as she considered Kara’s suave attempt to ask her on a date. “Why don’t we meet at the library on Thursday afternoon? We’ll get some work done first, then we can go to dinner.” She held Kara’s gaze for two seconds before bashfully glancing down at her arms. “I actually – I have a confession to make. I’ve never really gone out with anyone before.” 

From the confident way Lena carried herself and easy banter, Kara never would have guessed that.
 

Lena bit down on her bottom lip and stared at Kara hopefully. “Okay, so there was this one guy in high school, but it was only because we were both Mathletes, and I didn’t have many other friends who could talk advanced calculus. The point is, I don’t want to make things awkward, so I figured I’d give you fair warning.” 

“Okay, fine.” Kara sighed dramatically and leaned on the table with her elbows to look into Lena’s eyes. “I can’t have you hogging all the embarrassing confessions, and in the spirit of total honesty—”
 

“It is the journalist way.” Lena cut in with a slight, ephemeral smirk that alluded to far more amusement than she was letting herself show.
 

“See, you get it,” Kara teased right back, and then cleared her throat to level her crush with a serious look. “Technically I’ve never dated anyone either. I might have been hoping to see you again so I could, you know, actually talk to you and get to know you.”
 

Lena narrowed her eyes suspiciously and tipped her head to the side. “Where else have you seen me that you couldn’t talk?” She inquired quietly, and if not for the way her mouth twitched as she fought a grin, Kara would have thought she was offended.
 

“Kinda hard to have a conversation when you trip walking up the stairs to Stanley Lecture Hall.” Kara laughed, and reached for her cocoa just to tap her fingers along the cup. “Or in line at the cafeteria when you’re already heading out.”
 

Lena made a soft hum and tipped her chin up to scrutinize Kara playfully. “So what you’re saying is you’ve been stalking me?”
 

Kara rolled her eyes and then sat up straight, her fingers finding the frame of her glasses to push them up. “More like admiring casually from a distance.”
 

“Is that why you walked into the bookshelf, then hid for five minutes before coming over?” Lena’s deadpan tone was delivered with mischief and Kara saw the way the humor reflected in the crinkle of her eyes.

“Excuse me,” Kara gasped, full of fake offense as she clutched a hand to her heart. “I wasn’t hiding. I was finding an important book for my studies.”

“So important you left it on the table to help me carry mine.” Lena pointed out, a dark brow raised to emphasize her statement as Kara glanced around for the missing text.

“Well someone had to,” Kara laughed, her gaze on Lena’s mouth until it dropped to her shirt. When Kara caught herself staring she snapped out of it and supplied smoothly, “Unless the study of muscle strain is part of your thesis.”

Lena traced the rim of her cup with a slow smile, and repeated Kara’s own words back at her. “You’re witty.”
 

“You’re observant,” Kara stated without missing a beat. She was already hooked on Lena after spending a few hours in her presence. “I guess you have a little journalist inside you too.”
 

“Not yet.” Lena lilted, a faint, though pretty tinge highlighting her cheeks.
 

Kara’s mouth opened, then closed, then opened again but her mind was blank and no words would come out.
 

Well, not blank, she was certainly thinking of things, just none she could talk about with Lena. She shifted in her seat and subtly moved her hand beneath the table before exhaling softly. 

“Walk me back to my dorm?” Lena suggested, already getting to her feet as she glanced at the clock on the wall. “You can put your hands to good use and carry my books again.”
 

Kara didn’t hesitate at the chance. She grabbed every book she could before Lena reached for them.
 

When they were walking back towards campus, Kara flipped through one of the volumes and murmured casually, “You mind if I borrow one? You can text me when you need it.”

Lena side eyed her for a second, her full lips curving at the corners as she indulged Kara’s subtle flirtation. “Or, and just hear me out.” She reasoned, her hand waving in front of them as she spoke. “I could keep the book and just give you my number instead.”
 

 Kara couldn’t contain her grin, or the bounce in her step for that matter as she glanced at Lena and felt the joy radiate through her. “Well, I mean, if you insist.”

As they stopped at Lena’s building, Kara passed off the books and true to her word, Lena put her number in Kara’s phone and then handed it back with the softest look Kara had ever been graced with in her life.

Kara beamed at her, unable to control her giddy feelings as she glanced down at Lena’s contact information.
 

“Text me when you get back to your dorm so I know you’re safe?” Lena asked and then they parted ways with Kara nodding vigorously in agreement, despite the fact that there were few risks to her safety on the entire planet. 

She didn’t bother explaining that to Lena — and not just because she selfishly wanted to text her. Kara was worried how Lena might react to finding out her new friend happened to be an alien with super powers and anatomical differences to boot. She chose not to dwell on it for the time being, and literally floated back to her dorm, only realizing her feet weren’t touching solid ground after a few seconds. 

 Her palm became sweaty as she clutched the phone in her pocket and she pulled it out once she was in her building and striding up the stairs to her second floor bedroom. She flopped on the bed the second she was through the door and typed a message to Lena.  
 

That was the beginning of a whole new routine—one which factored in frequent texts in between classes, heart emojis and snapchat exchanges. She ended each day by texting back and forth and making plans for their first date on Thursday.
 

Their study date was filled with stolen glances and a smuggled pack of gummy bears that Kara insisted was a great incentive to help her retain information when she evenly spaced them out over the pages. Lena refused to believe it, but eventually accepted a handful when she chewed through the cap of her pen.
 

Kara spent more time reading Lena’s facial expressions while she worked than she did reading her own book. In her defense, she had already read it twice just by flicking absently through the pages and Lena was infinitely more alluring.

“You’re staring.” Lena had finally murmured, her eyes still on the page while she jotted down notes.

“I’m witnessing a genius work.” Kara corrected effortlessly, her gaze following the slope of Lena’s porcelain throat and then the plunging neckline of her sweater. Rao felt alive in Kara, running through her veins as she burned with desire. “You have an amazing mind.”
 

“Which is located in my head, and not in my chest.” Lena smartly informed her, the start of a smirk tugging at her lips as Kara jerked upright with a flush of embarrassment.

Lena kicked her under the table with the tip of her shoe. A light bump really that spurred Kara to nudge her back, and then suddenly the soft warmth of their legs pressing together anchored Kara in place and she dutifully picked up her book to hide her smile.

By the time Lena finished taking notes, Kara was half reclined in her chair with her knees trapping Lena’s between them. Once or twice she caught the woman behind the desk giving her curious looks and Kara faked a yawn one too many times for Lena to miss it.
 

 “If you’re tired, we could get something to eat another day,” Lena suggested with a forced smile. “I know I study a lot but that’s unfortunately the case when—”

“No, no, I’m not tired!” Kara shifted to sit upright, eyes bright and alert as she grinned at Lena enthusiastically. “I was just comfy, and I figured you’d prefer the librarian think I was exhausted instead of trying to get closer to you.”
 

Kara bumped her knee against Lena’s with a soft smile and Lena laughed despite the expression on her face.
 

“Well in that case, settle in, I could be here a few more hours.” Lena drawled, her eyes sharp and lips pursed while Kara tried not to look crestfallen. She must have failed miserably because Lena snapped her book shut and smirked wickedly, “Aren’t you glad I’m just messing with you?” She asked, and began to pack up. “You promised me the best dumplings. I’m not about to pass that up.”

“Oh wow, you’re the worst.” Kara feigned devastation as she got to her feet and immediately lifted Lena’s overfilled bag to sling the strap across her shoulder.
 

“Don’t ever forget it.” Lena coyly fired back and walked ahead with enough attitude to make Kara stop and stare.
 

Kara’s gaze dropped to her perfect ass and she hoped that the subtle sway to Lena’s hips was all for her as she hurried to catch up.

It took fifteen minutes to walk to the restaurant, and Kara fell behind a few times just to check Lena out. When they arrived, they slid into seats across from each other at a small but cozy table.
 

Lena picked up the menu to browse and her eyebrows pinched together in curiosity. “There’s a sharing platter named after you. It comes with 15 vegetable, 10 duck, and 10 prawn dumplings.”

“What can I say? I bring my appetite when I come here.” Kara chuckled bashfully and dipped a piece of crispy wonton into the sweet and sour sauce that was already on every table.  
 

 Her favorite waiter Kim noticed she was in, and hurried over with a rose in a vase and two sharing platters. Kara had dropped the rose off earlier on her way to the library.
 

“That’s for you, since this is technically a date,” Kara explained with a small wave at the long stemmed rose, and Lena’s whole demeanor changed from playful to soft as she appreciated the flower. 

“But I didn’t get you anything.” Lena pouted as she dragged the vase closer to smell the perfume of the rose, and then she opened the flap on her satchel. “Unless you like Belgian chocolates.” She pulled out a box of candy and slid it across the table to Kara with a sly smile. 

“I love them.” Kara gushed, her smile a little dazed as she reached out to hold Lena’s hand. It was the first time they held hands—the first time they properly touched, and Kara felt the energy pass between them. Tingling and warm, not quite electricity but something else, something better that left Kara breathless. “Thanks,” She whispered, her fingers tightening around Lena’s as she added, “I can’t wait to share them with you.”
 

The intensity of the moment must have been overwhelming because Lena swallowed thickly, and turned her attention to the food on the table. “Now correct me if I’m wrong but a sharing platter is typically meant to be split, so why do we have two?”
  

Kara wondered if she had made Lena uncomfortable. Lena’s heart was beating faster and she wouldn’t make eye contact and that was the last thing the Kryptonian had wanted. Kara self-consciously moved to take her hand back but Lena refused to let go, and Lena’s heartbeat sped up just a little as she glanced up at Kara shyly through her dark lashes.
 

Kara could stare into her eyes all night; it was a funny realization, that even with her favorite pot stickers in front of her she would feel more content to just sit there and hold Lena’s hand. “I can pretty much eat my own body weight in pot stickers. I mean I’ve never tried, but I’m confident I could.”
 

Lena smirked slightly, her eyes roaming over the selection of dumplings. “Well I appreciate that you ordered plenty.” She smiled when Kara ran her thumb over the top of hers, and picked up a dumpling to sample.
 

“So why is this your favorite place to eat?” Lena asked around the first bite, a happy little moan escaping her lips at the burst of flavor.
 

“Well besides the fact that everything here is delicious,” Kara chuckled, and watched Lena chew as she listened. “Honestly I’ve… always been able to eat a lot, but I stay active.” Kara blurted, her normal excuse tumbling out of her mouth so fast that she felt foolish for even saying it to Lena.

Being an alien on Earth brought its own problems, but Kara had never understood the stigma that came with having a large appetite. It was seen as shameful, but her metabolism was off the charts and because of her powers and alien biology, if she didn’t consume a lot of calories she felt drained. It was one of the first things she had discovered when she landed on Earth as a kid. When she started school, Kara learned very quickly that people judged her for snacking, and so she tried to go without one day, and inadvertently starved herself to the point of fainting.

“At most restaurants… the staff or the customers, they look at me funny if I order more than what they think I could eat. I guess more than they think I should eat, but not here.” Kara explained with a shrug and a fond smile as she glanced around at the familiar, bright red and gold walls. “They’ve always been kind to me here.”

 
It was more about the sense of acceptance than the food. Kara plucked up a dumpling with her chopsticks and popped it into her mouth with a bright twinkle of joy in her eyes. 
 
 

 “So what you’re saying is this should be our regular hang-out spot,” Lena concluded and helped herself to another duck dumpling, which she dipped into sauce before bringing it to her mouth. “If you hadn’t convinced me with your sweet speech, the food speaks for itself.”

 Kara liked the soft sound of Lena moaning around a mouthful, and for a second she stopped eating to listen. 

“Yeah, I think we should come here all of the time,” Kara agreed, the corners of her lips curving at the thought of hearing Lena make those noises on a frequent basis. Her mind drifted to other ways of accomplishing the same goal, and that prompted her to blurt, “Hey, want to come back to my dorm and watch a movie tonight?”
 
 

 Lena arched an eyebrow at her as if she had guessed at all of Kara’s secretive schemes. “Which movie?” She asked, and her smirk grew as Kara’s face lit up in panic as she scrambled to name a title. 
 

 “The new Jumanji,” Kara blurted, remembering that her older sister had dropped off the DVD along with a care package a few weeks back. 

She had yet to watch the movie, and from the intensity and mesmerizing heat in Lena’s eyes, she doubted she would see more than a few minutes of it. 

“Tempting,” Lena stated, and finally broke off the contact to lift her napkin to dab at the corners of her mouth. “But I have an early meeting with my advisor tomorrow.”

Kara cringed and took her hand back, because she had come on too strong — pushed too hard too soon all because of the excitement of being around Lena, and now she probably thought Kara was only after one thing. “Oh, right, yeah. I—”
 

“How about Saturday?” Lena suggested instead, and Kara couldn’t believe her ears for a second. “You can order take out, I’ll bring popcorn, and you can text me your dorm number. We’ll make a night of it.”
 

“Yes!” Kara blurted, barely able to contain herself as she grinned at Lena.
 

Was this really happening? Rao, she hoped so, because her heart was hammering almost as fast as Lena’s and she was starting to realize that it was because they were both mutually thrilled to be around each other.
 

“Sounds like a date.” Kara affirmed, just in case there was any doubts about what they should call it.
 

“A second one at that.” Lena teased and casually declared war by lifting a dumpling off of Kara’s plate. “I’m full of surprises.” She smugly stated, and then her smile softened and Kara felt her insides liquify into a pleasant puddle. “Something tells me you are too.” Lena mused, and Kara all but choked on her dumpling, because her own surprises were the kind that might send Lena running.
 

“You have no idea.” Kara managed to rasp out, and then changed the subject before Lena could ask further questions.
 

 It turned out Lena wasn’t joking.
 

Kara found out during their walk back to campus that Lena had been toying with the idea of using nanobots in the field of medicine, and described it as a silly hobby to tinker with such advanced technology whenever she felt stressed. Kara couldn’t keep her mouth shut about how amazing it was and, in a fit of brainlessness, confessed that she liked to fly when she was stressed.

Lena had laughed, and made a remark about how she hadn’t pegged Kara as a frequent flier. It took all of Kara’s willpower not to rush off into the night to quietly die at almost exposing herself.
 

They didn’t kiss.
 

Lena looked receptive to it as they lingered outside her dorm building, with her chin tipped up as Kara leaned in closer. The subtle scents of her perfume and the delicate notes of excitement set off Kara’s own.
 

They shared breath for only a second, and that was all it took for Kara to feel the stirrings of something embarrassing. The fabric of her pants became a little more restrictive and when Lena stepped closer, Kara experienced a surge of panic. Thankfully, someone bounded up the steps and it gave Kara an excuse to step back. The moment was ruined, but they laughed and said goodnight, and Kara rushed away to her own dorm.

That night, Kara dreamt of dancing dumplings and Lena’s lips, of endless stacks of books and their hands entwined. When she awoke it was to the sight of wet sheets and the evidence of her imagination gone wild. She stripped the bed down and hurried to the laundromat on campus before anyone else was using the machines.
 

 Kara met Lena later that day in the library for an unofficial study date, and by Friday night they swapped over a hundred texts. Some were flirty, but mostly they were getting to know one another.
 

Lena had a soft spot for baby animals and bubble baths, she liked pizza, but hated peppers and onions as toppings. She had ambitions of helping humanity, and while she didn’t want to follow her family's footsteps exactly, she wanted to prove to herself that she could achieve greatness like the rest of them without anyone’s help.
 

In turn, Kara shared that she would eat just about anything if it was covered in cheese— a fact that Lena claimed she would test. She told Lena how she liked to sing ballads in the shower and would pretend it was raining, and how she danced around with a hairbrush when she was bored. That she was adopted when she was twelve and that she was grateful to have an older sister even if they weren’t biologically related. She told her she wanted to be a journalist because she wanted to help people by speaking their truths.
 

 Their night ended once Kara sent a selfie of being tucked up in bed, and Lena sent one back with a thick book cracked open and a pen tucked behind her ear, and the promise to go to sleep soon.

Kara spent an hour on Saturday afternoon deliberating over what to wear for her date with Lena.
 

In the end, Kara chose a comfortable blue tee with a NASA logo on the front, and a pair of light wash jeans, and she had left her hair down and curly. She pulled out the entire bucket of snacks she kept in her closet and then phoned in a pizza order, which arrived just before Lena did. 

Lena rapped on the door and when Kara opened it, she stood tongue-tied for a full minute and stared. 

“Wow, you — you’re breathtaking,” Kara exclaimed and moved back to let Lena pass, then rushed to fill a paper plate with a few slices of Lena’s favorite pizza.

With her hair down and pin straight, and a darker shade of red on her lips, Lena looked more sophisticated than usual. Lena’s clinging long-sleeved dress revealed the curve of her hips and narrower waist, and Kara continued to gawk until it was almost awkward.
 

“You’re cute,” Lena declared and reached out to touch the logo on Kara’s shirt, then became shy and backed off towards the bed. She glanced around Kara’s bedroom, taking in the posters with literary quotes, the giant painting of an elephant on a pink background, and the stacks of books on the desk. An easel sat in one corner with Kara’s paints scattered next to it, and one shelf was covered in Kara’s collection of action figures.
 

“From all of your smooth-talking, I wouldn’t have guessed you’re such a closet dork,” Lena drawled with a small jut of her chin and a cool gleam of amusement in her eyes. “That’s an impressive collection of Harry Potter Funko Pops you have there. Are you a Gryffindor or a Ravenclaw?”

Kara reacted to Lena’s playful teasing with a grin and tugged a yellow and white scarf from the shelf. “Hufflepuff, duh.” 

“Of course you are.” Lena lilted, and Kara pointed an accusatory finger at her chest that her eyes inadvertently followed. “You’re a Ravenclaw.” She told Lena’s breasts, unable to tear her eyes off the voluptuous sight.

“I could easily be Slytherin.” Lena countered, and settled her hands on her hips to subtly push her chest out further.

“Nope, definitely Ravenclaw.” Kara concluded, and when Lena cleared her throat she finally snapped her eyes back up without any hint of shame and promptly thrust the plate with pizza into Lena’s hands. “You’re smart, but you want to help people. No self-proclaimed Slytherin would admit to thinking of anyone beyond their core group.” Kara argued playfully.
 

 Lena relented with a slight smirk, and Kara sank onto the bed and motioned for Lena to join her. They dug into the pizza while it was still warm and their thighs naturally gravitated towards one another.

“You use a lot of red,” Lena mentioned with a casual nod towards Kara’s paintings. “What’s that one?”
 

Kara followed her gaze to the radiant orb and smiled a little forlornly. “That’s the sun.”

“Shouldn’t it be orange and yellow?” Lena asked with a sassy lift of her eyebrow, but Kara shrugged in response and sighed, “I never said it was Earth’s sun.”

Lena cocked her head to the side curiously, while her eyes went back to the NASA logo on Kara’s top.
 

“So, Jumanji?” Kara asked, and leapt to her feet to put the DVD into the player. Kara settled back on the bed and, after a few minutes, looped her arm around Lena’s shoulders and encouraged her to cuddle closer.

Kara was listening to her heartbeat instead of the story on screen. She noticed every soft, quick breath Lena took and before she knew it, they were staring at one another. The rest of the room dimmed in her peripheral vision and there was only Lena, with her ethereal eyes and red lips and Rao, Kara wanted to taste them, wanted to feel how soft and warm they were against her own.

With slow increments of movement, they finally came together, and Kara whispered her lips over Lena’s and slid her hand through silken dark hair to pull her closer. Lena tasted of pizza and coffee, and strawberry gum, and Kara wanted more of her.
 

The tentative sweet kiss transformed over long minutes to something far more heated, but in the back of Kara’s mind as Lena’s hands roamed over her shirt, she knew she had to be careful. She tugged a blanket over her lap to conceal her growing arousal as she continued to kiss Lena.
 

The soft, breathy moans she offered up sent fire through Kara and her own hands explored Lena’s curves over her dress. Kara felt like something had awoken inside her, something that hungered and craved for more, that knew instinctively that Lena was everything she desired.
 

She palmed Lena’s breasts, her thumbs feeling at hardened nipples through the fabric as she kissed her harder. Her tongue requested entrance to Lena’s mouth and she gave permission with a whimper. When they pulled back for air, Kara was wearing more lipstick than Lena, in vivid streaks and smudges and that made them both laugh.
 

They panted, and stared at one another like something miraculous had happened—some sort of cosmic shift that made everything in the world make sense for them, and then they were kissing again, fingers threading through hair and tongues gliding until Lena’s soft whines had Kara’s hips rocking.
 

They spent the rest of the night pretending to watch the movie and making out until their lips were swollen and Kara was so hard that she could barely think. Lena also seemed to be in a hazy state, or she might have wondered why Kara kept piling things onto her lap, like the empty take-out box and bags of candy.

Lena never questioned why Kara withdrew whenever her hands wandered — not that first night in Kara’s dorm room, and not during the weeks that went by afterwards. 

Kara took Lena out on several dates, to the movies and local museums, to weekend farmers’ markets and street fairs, and they always ended with them back in Kara’s bed.
 

Lena began giving subtle signals that she was ready to take their relationship to the next level. 

 The first clue was the shorter skirts and dresses she wore on their outings, along with the perfume she dabbed at her neck. They never outright discussed it, but Lena dropped other hints, like leaving a magazine open to an article about sex, and mentioning it whenever her friends came to her for romantic advice. Lena always laughed it off, because she was the least knowledgeable out of everyone, but then she would stare at Kara and bite down on her lip like she was interested in getting some experience. 

Kara found excuses and reasons to stop before they went too far, though she sensed Lena’s growing frustration and confusion. She never expected the tension between them to mount as much as it did, but one afternoon when they were curled in Lena’s bed and Kara shifted away from her to hide the stiffness in her pants, Lena shocked her with an almost hysterical outburst.

“Why do you always pull back?” Lena accused in a sharp tone, her lower lip trembling as tears suddenly swam in her eyes. “If you’re not attracted to me, Kara, you can come out and say it. At this point, it’s pretty clear you aren’t interested in having sex with me. I just wish you’d be honest about how you feel instead of lying to my face. Why don’t you just tell me what’s wrong with me?”

“What? No!” Kara sputtered and scrambled to pull the covers over herself while Lena flew off the bed to stare down at her incredulously.

“Lena—please—there’s nothing wrong with you. You’re gorgeous.” Kara hurried to confide, but she knew it wasn’t enough to fix the insecurity that she caused. “I do want to sleep with you. It’s just—”
 

“You never show it. You never make a move, Kara.” Lena ranted, but Kara could see that Lena was trying to hold onto some semblance of anger because she was hurting from the perceived rejection. “All we do is kiss. At first I thought you were just taking your time, but that’s not it, is it? Don’t I turn you on? Have I not been doing the right things? Why won’t you—”
 

 “I’m an alien.” Kara spat the words out so fast that she didn’t know how to follow them up. She just knew that this wasn’t right that beautiful, kind hearted Lena was beginning to doubt how wildly attractive she was because of her attempts to keep her identity a secret. 

She saw the scoff forming in Lena’s throat and cut her off before she continued to rave.
 

“I’m an alien, and I’ve been terrified to tell you because I’ve been falling in love with you,” Kara admitted in the hopes that Lena might feel the same way about her. In either case, at least Lena would know her secret and she wouldn’t have to hide who she was anymore. “My biology is different from yours and I wasn’t sure how you’d react to that, but the last thing I wanted was for you to ever feel upset." 

“You’re an alien.” Lena deadpanned, caught somewhere between disbelief and shock, with enough attitude to make Kara anticipate an argument that might follow.
 

“I can prove it.” Kara asserted, and before Lena could blink, Kara sped past her as a blur in a gust of wind. A second later Kara was back in Lena’s room, with a bunch of red roses and an anxious smile that she offered along with the flowers.

Amazed and star struck, Lena accepted the bouquet and moved closer to Kara to marvel over her. 

“I would never have assumed.” Lena took in every detail of Kara’s features, searching them as she adapted to seeing her in a new light. “You have super speed.”

Kara still had more to reveal to her and she gulped nervously, turning to one side as she confessed, “I also have other powers, and I’m different anatomically.”

It was nerve wracking when she drew Lena’s attention to the bulge in her pants, and she waited for a gleam of recognition in Lena’s eyes. She saw it register, and her anxiety began to ebb when Lena reacted with visible interest.
 

Kara had never taken this risk, or divulged her secrets so fearlessly, and her shoulders tensed as she waited for Lena’s judgement.
 

Lena drank her in with a dimpled smile, her eyes shimmering with fascination.
 

“Can I touch you?” Lena whispered, and when Kara gave a nod of assent, she placed her hand over the hard protrusion that begged to be stroked even through the fabric. “Oh, wow, that’s very real. I can’t believe I never noticed before.”
 

“I never gave you the chance,” Kara admitted and tried to stand still, but it was difficult not to fidget with Lena still exploring her. So many times, she had wanted to open up to Lena, but fear had gotten the better of her – and now she tingled all over from Lena’s receptivity to it and from how eagerly Lena rubbed her.
 

“Will you show me?” Lena asked and lowered her hand away from Kara’s pants, clearly giving her the chance to decline if she was uncomfortable.
 

Kara took a few moments to decide, then pulled her pants down her hips so that Lena could see her erection for the first time.
 

“I’ve wanted to show you for a while,” Kara confessed and kept her eyes from roving to Lena, feeling self-conscious until she heard a thrilled intake of breath.
 

Lena gaped in surprise at Kara’s thick cock, straining and pulsing out warm droplets of arousal that proved just how much she wanted Lena.
 

“Oh, Kara, you’re incredible,” Lena uttered and Kara sank down on the edge of the bed in relief that being honest hadn’t frightened her off. 

Lena followed her onto the bed and continued to curiously inspect her cock, licking her lips as she openly lusted over it. 

“So you’re not angry, or disgusted?” Kara asked with a wince, blushing as she eyed the dripping head of her cock, which ached for Lena’s touch. She wanted Lena’s complete reassurance so she could relax, although Lena already looked enthralled by the new development in their relationship.
 

“Not at all.” Lena gushed and scooted closer, her hand hovering over Kara’s cock as she marveled at the size.
 

“Do you like it?” Kara whispered, hopeful that now her secret was out that they could finally begin to explore one another in more physical ways. She held her hands out for Lena to take them, and then pulled back at the last second.
 

“Wait, maybe you should take your dress off.” Kara suggested, her mind foggy with lust as she stared at Lena’s enticing figure. “So uh, so it doesn’t get messy.”
 

“Uh huh,” Lena smirked, but indulged Kara by pulling the zipper down to push the fabric off her shoulders. Clad only in her bra and panties, Lena stood for a moment to let Kara get a good look at her, and watched as her cock seemed to rise up higher in appreciation.
 

“Well you certainly like what you see,” Lena teased quietly.
 

Kara nodded sharply, and all but tugged Lena closer to make her straddle her lap. “I can’t believe you thought I wasn’t attracted to you. You’re so beautiful, Lena. I’ve wanted to do this for weeks,” Kara confessed, her hands eagerly roaming over Lena’s supple curves to palm her breasts. With the slightest hesitation as her fingers found the clasp of Lena’s bra, Kara asked breathlessly, “Can I take this off?”
 

“Yes,” Lena husked, a pretty blush coloring her cheeks as Kara removed the lacy fabric to reveal her full breasts.
 

 It was one of the best sights Kara had the fortune of seeing and she moaned from it. Rao she was so lucky. Lena’s pink nipples were already hard and Kara’s hands itched to touch them, but her cock demanded attention and so she found herself urging, “Please touch it.”
 

Lena was enthusiastic and her palms were so warm that she rubbed a groan out of Kara from the first touch, but she lacked finesse, and Kara stilled her hands to reposition them better.
 

“Clasp it between your palms and lock your fingers,” Kara directed, and squeezed Lena’s hands around her erection, “Long strokes, up and all the way down.”
 

Kara guided Lena for the first stroke and then settled her hands on her girlfriend’s waist to watch her cock strain in Lena’s grip.
 

“A little faster,” Kara rasped, her breaths already short and sharp from feeling someone else’s hands on her. Kara couldn’t decide where to look, at Lena’s beautiful face and the excitement in her eyes, or her perfect breasts that she finally palmed, or down at Lena’s delicate hands wrapped around her cock.

The sight of Lena jerking her cock won out, and Kara’s hips bucked with each quick tug.
 

She was moaning louder, panting almost from the excitement of it all, and murmuring sultry encouragement. “Tighten your grip, just like that. Now use your thumbs along the ridge.”
 

“Like this?” Lena coyly asked, her eyes dark with desire as she massaged her thumbs over the sensitive underside of Kara’s cock.

Every glide of Lena’s fingers sent sparks of pleasure through Kara and her thighs trembled from the building pressure.
 

“Oh—oh, keep doing that.” Kara groaned, and though Lena had barely been touching her for a minute, her cock throbbed and released thick jets of come that splashed over Lena’s hands and stomach. 
 

Lena appeared to be stunned by the amount of desire trickling over her skin, and how Kara’s cock still remained erect after such a hard orgasm. She pumped one hand with insistence over Kara’s length, renewing her pleasure with each rapid motion.
 

“Is this normal for you?” Lena asked in awe, her slippery hands moving easier over Kara’s thick shaft with the added lubrication.

“Yeah,” Kara half sighed, her hands falling to Lena’s hips to steady herself. It felt more intense with Lena, like every cell in her body was humming from the feel of her.
 

“Don’t stop, I’ve needed this.” I’ve needed you, Kara wanted to say, but Lena was tantalizing her with a firmer grip and her head tipped back in ecstasy.
 

It must have dawned on Lena that every time Kara had shied away from going further it had been because of her cock, because when she leaned in to nuzzle along Kara’s throat she asked, “When was the first time I made you hard?”
 

Shivers trickled down Kara’s spine as Lena’s lips brushed the underside of her jaw, and she wondered how in the hell she managed to find someone so amazing.
 

“The day outside your dorm, when I was going to kiss you.” Kara answered without shame, recalling that early date and the many times that came afterwards when she had been so aroused just from being around Lena.
 

“It must have been torture for you, all those long nights when we made-out.” Lena whispered, kissing along the strong pulse of Kara’s throat. “Has anyone ever done this before?”
 

Kara shook her head, “Nn-no-ooh,” and moaned as her hips pitched up as another orgasm tore through her.
 

Spurts of pearlescent bliss drenched Lena as if to confirm it, and Kara moaned at the sight of Lena bathed in come.
 

Kara was still rock hard, and Lena slowed down to explore her cock at her own pace. She used one hand to jerk Kara’s length, and rolled her glistening palm over the thick head where all of her excitement leaked.

“Rao I love your hands,” Kara whimpered, the sensation sending sizzles of heat through her muscles that had her bucking and twitching as Lena played with her cock.

Lena laughed, her voice low and rich as Kara’s fingers dug into her ass instinctively. “I could do this for hours just to watch you in the throes of pleasure.”

“Hours?” Kara repeated in a daze, considering her own stamina. She felt heavy with lust, and her eyelids drooped with every heavy breath she took. When Lena pushed her lightly to make her settle back on the bed, Kara went without any protest, her hands fisting into the sheets on either side of her as she watched Lena worship her thoroughly.

“Mmhm.” Lena hummed, and shifted to sit beside Kara on the bed so that she could still use both of her hands. “I want to see how long you stay hard.”

Kara had never anticipated this, to find someone not only brilliant and intellectual but with a naughtier side that would enjoy her alien anatomy so much. Lena continued to surprise her in the best possible ways, and Kara could hardly deny her when the only thing on her mind was having Lena’s hands on her. It was better than any fantasy, and every slow, tight tug was a hedonistic thrill. She writhed for more, her hips working to graze the head of her cock against the smooth warmth of Lena’s palm.
 

“How much come do you have for me, Kara?” Lena asked, her tone seductive and raspy as she glanced from her stiff cock up to Kara’s face. She looked just as hot and bothered as Kara felt — a little breathless from her own excitement at getting to handle Kara as she pleased.
 

“So much,” Kara insisted, rocking up faster as she experienced a familiar tightening in her abdomen. Pleasure pulled her muscles and she arched up with a stuttered groan and spilled thickly over Lena’s hands. Hot, creamy seed gushed from her cock and coated Lena’s palm before it flowed down her shaft, and she still stayed hard.
 

“Massage the head of my cock?” Kara whispered, eager and unapologetic about how much she wanted Lena to continue. “Please, I want to feel your hand around me.”

Lena complied, wrapping her delicate fist around the head of Kara’s erection to rub and massage the first few inches, her palm gliding smoothly over the sensitive tip while her fingers worked the heated, purple ridge that had Kara gasping and moaning.
 

 “Lena,” Kara half cried, her toes curling and legs shifting restlessly as her cock twitched and pulsed. She was going to come again, so quickly that she could barely think beyond the bliss it brought. “Yes, yes just like that, ju-uuhhnn.”

She emptied herself without worry or embarrassment in continual hot blasts of sticky seed that left them both covered while Lena stroked her a few more times, squeezing out every last drop with a satisfied grin.
 

“I guess it was a good thing I took my dress off after all.” Lena teased, showing Kara her coated hands and the glistening sheen over her lower abdomen, panties and thighs.

“You’re sexy when you come,” Lena informed her with a slow smirk, her fingers idly traced over Kara’s softening shaft as she curled into her to merge their mouths in a hungry kiss.

When Kara finally caught her breath and with it some of her senses, she sat up with a quiet demand. “We need to clean up and get dressed.”
 

“Why?” Lena asked, her eyebrows meeting together in confusion as she sat up and folded her arms over herself. “Are you embarrassed?” She asked quietly, her curious and keen eyes trying to read Kara’s expression.
 

“No,” Kara laughed, exuberant and ready to show Lena just what she could do. She washed off in the bathroom so fast that Lena had only stood up when she returned, fresh faced and fully dressed. “We’re going out. There’s something I’ve been dying to show you.”
 

Lena took a fast shower, and then Kara opened the window in her room and beckoned her closer.
 

“I thought we were going out?” Lena asked and peeked down at the two-story drop in suspicion.
 

 “We are.” Kara exhaled, practically jittering in place from anticipation. When Lena drew closer, she scooped her up and relished the surprised little gasp it caused. “Hold on tight.” She instructed, and then she leapt out of the window and zoomed high into the air.
 

“You can fly?” Lena shrieked, laughter pouring out of her as they whooshed over tall buildings and streets.

“I can fly!” Kara reiterated in amusement, twirling them midair just to do a loop before they shot off towards the coast line. Towns and cities passed below them, seas of green forest and bright lights, and then the bright blue of the ocean came into view and Kara lowered them back down to earth, onto a grassy cliffside with Lena still cradled in her arms.

Wispy clouds drifted above them as they sprawled together, laughing from the exhilarating high of flight.
 

“I have to admit I don’t like planes, but I feel so safe in your arms.” Lena reclined with her weight resting on one elbow and a hand against Kara’s abs, which drifted down over the defined muscles and settled over the rigid shape in her pants. It perked up for Lena, responding to the barest contact, until the blunt head ached in the confines of Kara’s pants. 

Mercifully, Lena freed her cock and then crawled down between her legs to nuzzle into it with her lips.
 

Kara jumped in reflex at the scant touch of Lena’s mouth against the tip of her cock. 

“Lena,” Kara exhaled and then pushed herself up to watch as Lena stared at her while wrapping her full, red lips around Kara’s erection. 

Lena proved shy at first, licking along the rim with the end of her tongue, and swallowing down a small taste of Kara’s sticky arousal. Opening her mouth and flexing her jaw, Lena bent over to slide more of Kara’s cock past her lips. With modest suction, she pushed it in halfway, hesitating as her eyes traveled back to Kara as if trying to gauge what she liked.

 Kara trembled from the wet heat of Lena’s mouth, the silky feel of her cheeks and tongue was enough to make her dizzy with need. “That feels amazing,” Kara breathlessly stated, her fingers threading through Lena’s dark hair to encourage her to take a little more, “Do you like it?” It certainly looked like it, from the soft and slurping way Lena was popping her lips, but Kara wanted to be sure as she indulged in baser thrills.

“I want to come in your mouth.” Kara confessed quietly, unsure if she should even admit such a filthy thing out loud. It was all new to her, but she couldn’t deny how much she was enjoying the oral attention from Lena and her cock stiffened imperceptibly at the thought of it. “Can I? You don’t have to swallow.”
 

 Lena nodded in consent, then pulled back to breathe and assure her, “I’m going to swallow.” She flushed in the face from saying that out loud, then pressed her lips back over Kara’s cock.
 

Going deeper with the glide of her mouth over Kara, Lena closed her eyes in concentration. She needed to pause a few times for breath and to wipe her messy chin, but then she worked twice as hard to pleasure Kara. Inhaling and exhaling through her nostrils, she plunged her mouth quicker and sucked with strong pressure. Her tongue fluttered over the head of Kara’s cock before she forced it inch by inch into her contracting throat.

With a soft sputter, Lena overcame her gag reflex and swallowed around Kara, and it was the positioning of her cock in the back of Lena’s throat that made her come instantaneously. She could feel the wonderful textures inside of Lena’s mouth, the soft press of her lips and she tensed, pumping out thick seed. 

“Look at me, Lena. Please.” Kara moaned out, her hand tightening in Lena’s hair as her cock throbbed. It felt so good, like she was falling through pillowy clouds and soaring through the sky and it got better when Lena’s beautiful pale eyes locked with hers. Kara whimpered at the heat that resided within them, and she bucked her hips at slow intervals.
 

Kara’s jaw dropped when she saw Lena swallow and lick the remnants from her lips.
 

“That’s so damn hot, oh my g-ooh--” Kara lost the ability to think or talk when Lena rolled her tongue over the tip of her cock again, teasing the small sensitive groove before finally pulling back to catch her breath.
 

Kara was a twitching, overstimulated mess but she still managed to tug Lena down into the grass and wrap her up in her arms. “Lena that was—wow… I can’t even describe how incredible that was.” She wiped the residue of her pleasure from Lena’s chin before drawing her in for a sensual kiss.

Clear pride and delight curled Lena’s lips into a smile as she glanced around at their scenic view and then back to Kara. “I’m grateful you let me in, that you trusted me.” Her eyes shined brighter than the sun on the sea, and she reached for Kara’s hand.
 

Tingles went through Kara’s fingertips and she thought about all of the moments she could share with Lena now that she was in on her secret — and how their relationship might grow from it, not only because of the very physical way they could express themselves, but because their emotional connection changed when Kara opened up about her feelings. She was already full of ideas about how to surprise Lena, and she acted on the first one that came into her head by using her laser vision to etch a heart in the sand below them. The tide tumbled in, and waves of heat rose from the soil, but the symbol stayed intact. 

 
Lena stared at her in wonder, and then Kara scooped her up to fly her off to their next adventure.