Anything she can do, I can do better - Full Story

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

Description: Kara announces that she has a dire situation to tend to on another earth. When she acts suspiciously and refuses help, Lena imagines the worst. Unwilling to let her best friend deal with this disaster alone, Lena uses her own portal to join Kara - but it seems that Kara is already getting much more than a helping hand from the Lena who lives there.  

Tags: Sneaky Kara, Jealous Lena, voyeurism, secrecy, masturbation (Lena), cowgirl, rough sex. Season 4 setting. Lena knows Kara is Supergirl.

*Special thanks to the top tier patron who provided the prompt and was happy to share the story!*

 

Running CatCo was nothing like running L-Corp, but Lena had long since decided it was worth it, because there was a distinct decline in the ridiculous headlines that speculated over her last name and her intentions. More importantly, it kept her friends happy. That was why she was currently in the elevator up to CatCo Media on an impromptu visit with the intention of inviting everyone to get some food and a few drinks after work.
 

When the elevator dinged to a halt and she strutted into the offices, she frowned as she noticed Kara, Nia and James were all missing.
 

She found them on the balcony, and upon hearing the tail end of what they were discussing, she paused as a wave of dread caught her off guard.
 

James had his arms crossed, his expression stormy as his deep voice carried through the glass. “Well if you need back up—”
 

“No! No I — I can handle this myself.” Kara was insisting, her hands on her hips as if she was already in her Super suit, and not her work clothes. “It’s a dire situation, but I need you guys here, so that when I’m gone—”
 

“Gone?” Lena asked before she could stop herself and strode out onto the balcony with them. “What’s going on?”
 

“Lena,” Kara squeaked, her cheeks brightening to a pink blush as she avoided her eyes. “Hi. I—I wasn’t expecting to see you here, is everything okay?”
 

Lena squinted at her best friend suspiciously and enunciated through a smile, “It’s Friday, and I thought we could use some good food to celebrate a week of productivity.”
 

It wasn’t new for Kara to appear flustered, but there was something strange to the way she couldn’t look at her, and Lena gravitated closer, her hand naturally finding Kara’s shoulder as she asked, “Is there an emergency? How can I help?”
 

Kara jolted from the touch, her words tumbling out so fast that it was hard to hear them through her nervous laughter. “Oh, no, it’s nothing to worry about.”
 

Kara shrugged Lena’s hand off to grab the side of her glasses and adjust them on her face with a tense smile.
 

Nia blinked at that, her lips twisting in confusion. “I mean you’re going to a different world, and a little help wouldn’t hur—”

“I said I’ve got it covered.” Kara quickly cut Nia off, her tone sharp enough to surprise everyone. She shuffled slightly, no doubt uncomfortable with the tension she had just caused, and swallowed thickly when she noticed Lena scrutinizing her.

“You just said it was dire.” Lena persisted, because this wasn’t like Kara. She didn’t shut people out in times of need, she unified them. The only plausible explanation was that something terrible must be happening if Kara couldn’t confide in her. “Surely there’s something I can do to assist you?”
 

Kara backed away from her friends with her hands raised and chin lowered. She glanced at Lena and then out at the skyline as she professed, “Honestly guys, I’ve got this, and I’ll be back before you even know I’m gone, okay? I need you all here, and I’ll text as soon as I get back.”
 

“At least tell me what’s going on. Please, Kara, we’ve always made a good team.” Lena implored with a smile, and reached out again, her hands ghosting over Kara’s arms, who seemed to tremble under the touch. “Whatever it is, I can help. Just let me.”
 

Kara pressed her lips together and ducked out of their curious gazes by darting back into the office with a muttered, “I - I have to go…”
 

“Is it just me, or is she acting weird?” Nia asked, her face scrunching as she gazed between James and Lena for confirmation.

“Yeah, she is,” James agreed, resting his arms on the edge of the balcony railing. “But she’ll be okay. She wouldn’t rush into danger without a plan.”

Lena rolled her eyes at his remark. Sometimes it felt like nobody understood just how reckless Kara could be when it came to saving others over herself. She stalked off the balcony and over to where Kara was hurriedly grabbing her work from her desk, then lowered her voice to what she hoped was a soothing tone. “You know you can tell me anything, right? If this is dangerous, please, tell me so I can help you.”
 

“Lena, I —I can’t. This is something I have to do alone.” Kara’s voice went up in pitch and she was still avoiding Lena’s gaze as she unceremoniously gathered all of the papers on her desk and scooped them into her arms to flee into the elevator. “I promise I’ll be back before you know it, and we can grab lunch tomorrow at Noonan’s.”
 

A piece of paper fluttered to the ground in Kara’s haste to retreat and Lena picked it up and hurried after her.
 

“Kara, wait, you dropped your—”
 

The metal doors shut and Lena was left with a slip of paper that had Lena Luthor, 621 Apple Park Lane. Earth 33 scrawled on it.
 

Lena spent the next hour mulling it over in her mind with varying degrees of worry and self-loathing.
 

Obviously this other version of herself must be evil. Kara didn’t want her to know it, or suffer because of any similarities she might note between them. Now Kara was heading into a horrible situation without any back-up and Lena would be damned if she allowed that to happen. Whatever this Lena from Earth 33 was up to, Lena could handle it, and more importantly she would help Kara put a stop to it.
 

With her mind made up, and a few small, but lethal gadgets tucked into her pockets, Lena scoured for any portal activity and nursed a glass of wine as the minutes ticked on to hours.
 

Just when she was starting to give up hope, a signal went up for a portal close to the location of the DEO and Lena jumped at the chance to gather the coordinates of the activity.
 

This was it. This was Kara off to save another world from the dark clutches of Lena’s doppelgänger, and Lena was going to be right by her side to fight.
 

At least that was the plan.
 

By the time Lena had punched the coordinates into her own portal device, and got it up and running, she was a good ten minutes behind Kara—but with a slight adjustment, she would be stepping right into her path.
 

A rush of heroism flooded Lena as she worked herself up to face off against another evil Luthor.  
 

Lena was ready to throw down when she stepped into the portal, and when she found herself in the dark with cold tentacles slapping at her, she took a few swings at the threat, only to belatedly realize she was surrounded by expensive leather jackets.
 

Lena groaned under her breath and assessed that she was in someone’s closet. With her heart pounding, she went to push open the closet doors, but then froze up at the sound of her own voice accompanied by footsteps.

“You say that as if I’m wicked, but I can see you’re intrigued. Do you want to hear more?”

Lena’s jaw dropped and she pressed herself into the doors, her hands tight around the handles so that they didn’t open further. She couldn’t believe the audacity of the bitch, discussing her dastardly plans like some kind of Bond villain.

“I’m not sure I can handle hearing the rest.”

Wait, was that Kara?

Lena frowned at the breathlessness in her friend's voice and strained to listen as the footsteps grew closer.

 

Clearly Kara was devastated to find out that Earth-33’s Lena was a maniac. God, she must be crushed, potentially unable to even go through with her own plan to stop this evil Lena.

 

This was why Lena had to be here, to show Kara that she didn’t have to face this diabolical version of her alone. With the devices she brought, she could use the element of surprise to burst free and attack her while she was distracted. Yes, that could work, and then Kara could finish her off...

“Of course you can handle it. It’s why you came here.”
 

Lena felt a chill run down her spine at the imperious tone and she pressed her lips together and held her breath. The voice sounded like it was in the room, and her heart was hammering so fast that she could hear it thundering in her ears.

“Power is all subjective,” Lena husked. “I mean look at you, you have it in spades, but under the right circumstances I can bring you to your knees and have you begging for mercy.”

 

The casual threat set Lena on edge, and she shifted as subtly as she could manage with her upper body pressed into the doors, but she couldn’t see anything through the crack, except a bed.

“Allow me to demonstrate.”

Panic seized Lena as surely as sucking frigid water into her lungs would have, but nothing readied her for the pained groan she heard coming from Kara. She tried to push her hand into her pocket to grab a weapon but her fingers were trembling so hard she couldn’t get them to cooperate. The sound of her own dark laughter unsettled Lena as she frantically peered through the slat in the doors but what she saw caused her jaw to go slack, and she blinked furiously to ensure she wasn’t hallucinating.
 

The evil Lena had her back to the walk-in closet, and she was closing her robe as Supergirl blushed furiously. Lena of Earth-33 reached out for Kara and tugged her closer and - were they - was she kissing her best friend?
 

”Let’s get you out of this protective suit and into another.”

Lena watched as her other self stalked around Supergirl, unclasping her cape before her self-assured hands began working Kara out of her Super suit.

Was this actually happening?
 

Had Lena gone through the wrong portal and scrambled her brain in the process? Was this part of Kara’s plan to defeat this version of her? No, that was insane. Which meant…
 

Shaking her head, Lena shifted to try and get a better view and clamped a hand over her mouth as she watched this other version of herself tug Kara onto the bed so she could straddle the her legs.

This was absurd. Kara didn’t have feelings for her. They were best friends, and Lena knew her better than anyone. Surely she would have noticed if Supergirl was into her?
 

Lena shoved her face into the doors in time to see Kara blindly throw her arm out to the side. She fumbled with the top drawer of the bedside cabinet, eventually getting it open to root around inside it for a second before she pulled out a condom, of all things.

Why on Earth would she need one of - oh.

Oh god.

Lena felt strange inside, as if her stomach had done a somersault and she had backflipped into the ocean. She flailed like she was treading water, unable to look away while simultaneously struggling to breathe as she witnessed herself hike up her robe and slide into place on top of Kara.

She stared for far longer than she should have, watching them together for a good half an hour before ultimately coming back to her senses and backing away from the closet doors.
 

Lena had to get the hell out of here, because the only threat on Earth 33 was of her being discovered.
 

As quietly as possible, Lena retreated further into the closet and activated her portal home. She slipped back through it as easily as she had arrived, and wandered in a daze straight to the shelf where she kept her Scotch so she could uncork the bottle and fill half a glass.

Lena drained a quarter of it in one gulp and exhaled harshly as it still scorched down her throat in a wonderful blaze.
 

So Kara had been lying when she said it was a dire situation. 

How many times had she gone off-world to help herself?
 

Now that Lena was thinking about it, she realized that Kara hadn’t dated anyone in all the years she had known her. Kara wasn’t exactly the type to just randomly hook-up with someone, but why another Lena Luthor? Was there comfort in the familiarity?
 

Kara was goofy, but she held a certain endearing charm about her, and she was brave even without the cape. Of course people on this Earth would be interested in her. So why go through all the trouble to get laid on another world? Why all the secrecy, other than the obvious conflict about who it involved? Was it because she was interested in women, or because she had different anatomy?

Perhaps it was normal for Kryptonians to be different.
 

Lena finished off her drink as she paced around her apartment, lost in thought and slowly trying to come to terms with what she accidentally discovered. It wasn’t that she was mad, per se, just very surprised. After all, who wasn’t drawn to the Girl of Steel when she was done up in that blue suit with her confident swagger, and red cape billowing in the wind?
 

Absently, Lena checked her phone to see if Kara had sent her any texts, but there was no new messages yet and that meant she was still on Earth 33.
 

An irrational wave of jealousy ran through Lena and she began to wonder what they were doing now. It was wrong, she knew it, but she couldn’t stop how her mind worked it over with hypothetical guesses.
 

Heat crawled up Lena’s neck and she unbuttoned her shirt and kicked off her heels as she made her way to her bedroom. She found herself glancing around for any similarities, and quirked a dark brow at the French doors to her walk-in closet. Well, there was that, for a start.
 

Honestly it wasn’t a problem that Kara was attracted to her. It was quite flattering to know that National City’s Superhero was drawn to her in that way.
 

Lena could appreciate it now that the shock had worn off, but it had startled her to see Kara naked. She recalled her friend’s musculature as she slid her skirt off and discarded her bra, glancing towards the closet as she settled on her Queen sized bed while the image of Kara’s strong hands gripping the other Lena’s hips came to mind.
 

“Easy tiger,” Lena had half laughed and moaned, locking her knees around Kara to stop her own descent. “I love your enthusiasm but let me take the lead for a moment.” She had rolled her hips in slow undulations, gradually sinking lower until all of Kara’s cock had been swallowed by her cunt. Kara had groaned throatily in appreciation and Lena began a small bounce, the bed barely creaking from the motion.

Lena’s fingers traced her pussy lips through the flimsy, expensive fabric of her panties and noted that the material wasn’t just wet, it was soaked. She shouldn’t be touching herself to the memory of Kara fucking the other version of herself, but Lena didn’t feel any guilt as a pleasurable thrill tingled down her spine, igniting all of her nerve endings like fire following a trail of gasoline. It was Kara who should feel guilty for sneaking off behind her back to sleep with her.

Judging from the way Kara knew her way around the bedroom, that hadn’t been her first time there.
 

How many times had Kara been inside her?
 

Pushing aside her panties, Lena slipped her fingers through her arousal and teased her clit. She shut her eyes and let the memory unfold like a private movie in her mind.

“Fuck me.” Lena had breathlessly demanded, her hips rocking harder as she rode Kara at a fast pace. “I can take it, Supergirl.”

Kara’s fingers had bit into the fleshy globes of the Lena’s ass cheeks, forcing her down onto fuller thrusts as she bucked upwards. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the bedroom and Lena had thrown her head back and moaned lustfully while squeezing at her own breasts.

Lena’s stomach muscles tightened with excitement as she tried to replicate those motions, even while flat on her back. She rubbed at her red clit with the pads of her fingers, then slipped two of them into her pussy, determined to soothe the ache inside of her. It was only in that brief flash of a moment that she acknowledged to herself that the ache was both a sexual and an emotionally confusing one.
 

Why hadn’t Kara chosen her?

She put the thought out of her mind and pounded into her own cunt with her middle and forefinger. 

Lena pinched one of her nipples, drawing Kara’s attention and mouth to it.
 

As Kara used all of her super strength to hoist Lena up and down on her cock, they became even more wild and frantic for each other. 

“Does this feel good?” Lena huffed in soft breaths, grinding back and forth to add even more friction to the rough sex. 

 Lena fucked herself harder to the memory of Kara nodding yes and whispering praises in the other Lena’s ear. 

She could imagine what it was like to have Kara’s lips caressing her skin, how it would spill desire through her body. The hot sensation of it pooled in her belly and she bucked as her cunt held her fingers tight in an orgasm so strong that a raw scream caught in her throat. It was blinding pleasure, and when her vision faded out, she kept going and panted as her excitement escalated again. 

Lena quaked on top of Kara, all of the muscles in her body flexing as she whimpered in the throes of release. 

Lena came far too many times that night to thought of Kara ruining her – not just this other Lena. She woke up the next morning with the unique aroma of her arousal dried on her hand. 

There were two text messages from Kara waiting for her when she picked up her phone. One of the messages was an apology for her behavior the day before, and the other was a reminder of her invitation to get lunch. 

Lena groggily wandered to the shower while she composed her reply, agreeing to meet Kara at one of their favorite bistros down by the waterfront. She washed herself and then deliberated over her wardrobe, making her selection with clear intent. 

The skirt she chose tapered off just underneath a long, open blouse she planned to layer over a lighter top in the hopes of being a constant visual reminder to Kara of the robe that Lena from Earth-33 wore to bed. 

It was a subtle way to make Kara just as temporarily uncomfortable as she had felt the night before, and with any luck it might push her best friend to confess. 

As usual, she arrived first to the restaurant and ordered them both a glass of wine, which was an indulgence she needed if she wanted to sit calmly across from Kara and look her in the eye. 

Kara showed up five minutes later, fresh faced and bubbling with energy and Lena watched her like a hawk through new eyes. She observed the way Kara drank in the sight of her, the subtle way those cosmic blue eyes trickled down her body and lingered momentarily on her breasts before their gaze met and she grinned brightly. “Lena, I’m so glad you made it. I know how busy you can get.”
 

“I’m sure you do.” Lena murmured around her wine glass, hiding her smirk as she watched Kara tip her head to the side, a small flicker of something passing over her face. “At least I don’t have to venture off-world to save the day. I’m surprised you aren’t exhausted from that, but then again, you do have super powers.”

Lena chose that moment to stand up, opening her arms to Kara for their usual hug as she watched the way Kara’s throat jumped when she swallowed. 

Lena’s shirt had followed her arms and the loose material hung from her in a way that must have been reminiscent, because Kara blinked quickly, a rush of pink scalding up her cheeks as she hurried forward to greet Lena after her eyes danced over her cleavage twice more.

 

How had Lena never seen these signs before? She couldn’t fathom how she had been so blind, but Kara was definitely checking her out, and their hug was at least five seconds longer than it needed to be.

“Are you sure you’re alright to have lunch today?” Lena pressed. “We can always re-schedule if you need to recharge.”

 

“Oh— I —I’m fine.” Kara laughed and took the seat across from Lena. She was fiddling with the side of her glasses nervously, and bit her lip when Lena quirked a dark eyebrow at her and smiled with a cheshire mischievousness.

 

“Oh come on, usually you can’t wait to tell me about your adventures.” Lena lilted coyly, leaning back in her seat with an enigmatic smile. She waved a hand through the air, and let it fall on the table between them as she bent forward, the swell of her breasts proving to be a challenge for the low cut top she had worn. “Don’t make me beg, Kara. Tell me all of the juicy details about how you handled the dire situation. You wouldn’t look so pleased if it hadn’t finished with a happy ending.”

 

Anxious, uncontrollable laughter guiltily spilled from Kara’s lips and her face flushed so much that her glasses steamed around the edges. “Lena…” She began, her bright eyes lingering on Lena’s lips far too long to be a casual glance. “There isn’t much to tell. I uh – did what I had to do and — and everyone is fine there. You know, regular everyday stuff. Nothing—nothing exciting or newsworthy.” Kara rambled, her voice a little high and her grin a little forced as she picked up the menu and changed the subject. “Anyway, enough about me, what did you do last night?”
 

Lena narrowed her eyes, impressed at the way Kara didn’t immediately crack under the pressure and pursed her lips together in aggravation because she had wanted the Super to come clean. “I went for a ride.” She murmured, throaty and warm as she plucked up her glass and took a sip. “It had been a while since I’d driven stick, but you know how it is when you get the urge, you just have to go for it.”

 

Kara choked on her wine.
 

Lena cocked her head to the side and then grinned up at the waiter, who approached with the appetizers she had taken the liberty of ordering in advance. 

“I ordered all of your favorites because I know how easy it is for you to work up an appetite,” Lena explained and pushed a plate of vegetable pot stickers at Kara with a devious gleam in her eye. “Go ahead and dig in. You never know when your muscle might be needed again.”

Kara shoveled a pot sticker into her mouth, but without the usual delighted scrunch of her face. She appeared to be hyperventilating, but she overcompensated for it with a huge smile and stuffed her cheeks full with food.

 

“Thanks,” Kara managed between bites, focusing as much as possible on the plate in front of her. “I am pretty starved, but then again, when am I not? I could eat all of this and more—”

Lena watched Kara’s eyes sweep back to the plunging neckline of her top again, and she decided to casually remove the outer shirt. 

“Aren’t you cold?” Kara blurted out all of the sudden, as if the temperature in the restaurant would somehow deter Lena from showing off more skin. “What I meant is, it’s chilly in here—”

“You’re sweating,” Lena pointed out, and she had never been more thankful for her Luthor upbringing than when she used her poker face on Kara. “That’s unusual for you, Kara. Maybe last night took more out of you than you thought. Why don’t you come back to my lab after lunch and I can check all of your vitals and put you through an endurance test, just to be on the safe side?”

 

Her false concern gave her an excuse to put her fingers over Kara’s, but Kara anticipated the move and somehow Lena’s hand ended up on the bottom. It prevented Lena from doing more to touch Kara, and who smiled back at her through clenched teeth. 

“I’m—I’m really—doing just fine, Lena,” Kara reassured her and squeezed her hand as if that might soothe her. “Honestly, my mission last night wasn’t as dire I made it sound. It was just—a very pressing situation I had to tend to, with one person in particular—” 

 This was the moment Lena had been waiting for, and she widened her eyes innocently as she asked, “Really, who?”

Kara almost regurgitated the last pot sticker she had eaten, she coughed so violently. It gave her an excuse to gulp at the wine that wouldn’t affect her in the slightest. Lena could feel the tension radiating off of her in waves, flustered and warm as if the sun had found a way to blush. Lena basked in it, her grin sly as Kara looked everywhere but directly at her and shrugged awkwardly.

“Oh that’s—it’s not important,” Kara mumbled a bit breathlessly, her fingers tearing at her napkin until it resembled the saddest looking confetti Lena had ever seen. “But you know what is? Nia’s birthday. It’s next week, and I thought we could maybe plan a party for her.”



There was only so much fun to be had with probing at Kara before it felt oddly mean-spirited, which was hard to wrap her head around in and of itself, because surely Lena had the right to know if Supergirl was dashing off to other planets just to sleep with her. She found herself relenting, and allowed the topic to shift without bringing up the world jump again.

 

They had a fairly normal lunch after that.
 

Admittedly, now that Lena noticed the way Kara reacted to her, she couldn’t very well un-see it and perhaps she leaned closer to the table a few more times just to make sure she was correct in her assumptions. And maybe that caused Kara to inhale noodles and excuse herself for a minute, but other than that, things were fine between them.

Lena was prepared to let the issue drop, but for days afterwards, she couldn’t stop obsessing about it.

 

No matter how much she threw herself into her work or how many glasses of Scotch and wine she consumed, inevitably the sound of Kara moaning or a flash of herself riding Supergirl for all she was worth would pop into her head.

Lena would drift off to bed at the end of the night with her panties soaked and fuck herself to sleep. It wasn’t good for business, or her ego for that matter, and a mounting frustration built inside her over the course of a week until she snapped and decided enough was enough. She needed answers. She needed to understand why her best friend hadn’t spoken to her first before shooting off to have dalliances with her doppelgänger from Earth-33.

That was why Lena invited her over on Friday night. She stocked up on a variety of alien alcohol and put on an elegant, revealing dress with the intent of ambushing Kara with the truth.

Her smile was radiant when she met Kara at the door and wrapped an arm around her in a tight hug.
 

“Sorry I’m a few minutes late,” Kara breathed out, grinning from ear to ear as she strode inside and took in all of the mood candles Lena had lit. She still wore her Super suit and her curls bounced when she walked.
 

“That’s okay, I was just beginning to unwind from work,” Lena explained and gestured towards the lit scented candles in the living room and the wine she poured. 

“I bought your favorite.” Lena added and held up a heavy bottle of Kara’s choice alien liquor before she poured some into a glass with a fruit mixer and a splash of lime.

 

“I hope you don’t mind that I had this dinner catered,” Lena murmured and waited for Kara to take a seat on the couch, so she could position herself close enough for their knees to touch.

“No, of course not,” Kara replied, her eyes darting between Lena’s push-up bra, which peeked out from underneath her dress, and then down towards her pale thighs. “I didn’t even have time to change my clothes, so I can’t imagine you had the time to cook after such a busy day.”

Lena picked up on the vibes of attraction from Kara, and her lips tugged into an easy smile as she clinked her glass off of Kara’s and declared, “To us keeping busy.”

Kara blushed, but whether it was the toast that caused it, or the fact that her gaze had dropped back to Lena’s breasts when she leaned forward, it was hard to tell. Either way, Lena quirked an eyebrow and settled her smoldering eyes on Kara just to watch the Kryptonian gulp.

 

How many times had she accidentally turned Kara on without noticing it before? Over the course of so many years, it was difficult to estimate, but if Lena had to hazard a guess it would be in the hundreds.

She settled into the couch by raising her elbow onto the back of it and smirked as Kara swallowed down half of her drink.
 

“Thirsty?” Lena asked casually, her grin widening as Kara squirmed beside her.

“Like you wouldn’t believe,” Kara mumbled, totally flustered with nowhere else to look except at Lena or her own hands.

“I think I could believe it.” Lena stated matter of factly, her heart racing as she stared at Kara. She had hoped to ply Kara with a couple of drinks first to get her loose lipped, but when opportunity knocked…

Kara tipped her head to the side and scrunched her brows, confusion as plain as day on her ridiculously adorable face. “I uh —I’m not sure I know what you mean.” She laughed, the sound forced and a little desperate.

 

“No?” Lena questioned, her smirk amused and eyes sharp. “I did something that in hindsight I shouldn’t have, but my intentions were pure. I’m still trying to work out what yours were.”

 

Kara blinked rapidly and then reeled back. “Excuse me?” She asked shrilly, her poker face not nearly as good as it should be for a super hero.

 

Lena licked her lower lip and let the tension between them build until it felt palpable, then she sipped her drink. “I followed you last Friday. You were acting so strangely that I was worried about you and I wanted to provide back up.”

 

Kara’s eyes rounded in complete mortification. Lena had never seen someone simultaneously go chalk white and bright, burning pink so fast without some sort of horrible virus at play.

 

“Y-yo-uh-I-I--” Kara stuttered, so close to hyperventilating that she couldn’t form any actual words.

 

Lena showed mercy and cut her off with a question that had kept her up every single night since the discovery. “So how long have you been fucking Lena Luthor from Earth-33?”

 

A strange, hysterical laugh clawed out of Kara’s chest and she knocked back the rest of her drink and promptly poured herself another.

 

“It —It was – just—just a few times.” Kara managed to admit, but Lena wasn’t satisfied with that and crossed her arms as she waited for Kara to choke out, “Since January or February last year.”

 

Kara bowed her head and then trained her gaze on the floor as she shrank in size by hunching her shoulders.

Lena blinked in surprise, because that was around the time she had started to see James. Realization caused her eyebrows to arch and she let out a quiet, barely audible, “Oh.”

Kara’s lips parted as she saw the recognition flicker across her face and launched immediately into an apology as her eyes filled with unshed tears. “Lena I-I am so sorry I-I was stupid and-and I would never do anything to damage our friendship, please, I—”

 

Quick as a flash, Lena placed her hand on Kara’s upper thigh and slid closer to her on the couch. “You don’t have to be scared of what I think of you.” She murmured thickly. “All I really want to know is… why? Why didn’t you tell me? Why did you choose the Lena from Earth-33?”

 

“I-I was afraid because you’re-you’re my best friend and I-I’m different.” Kara whispered, ashamed. “It was too much of a risk. What if I ruined everything we have? I don’t know the other Lena like I know you. It’s—it’s not the same. If she rejected me I’d never go back there, but if you did…” Kara could barely look at her as she trailed off, and she took a liberal sip of her drink before Lena removed it from her hands and set it aside.
 

She cupped Kara’s cheek comfortingly and coaxed her into meeting her gaze. “Were you worried I would reject you because we’re friends, or because of your anatomy?”
 

Kara shifted awkwardly and chewed on her lip. “I don’t know. Both, maybe? It doesn’t matter, what I did was—”

 

“I’m not mad, Kara. I just wish you’d have told me sooner,” Lena expressed softly and lowered her eyes to where her hand rested on Kara’s thigh, and her fingers were absently stroking the fabric of her suit. She could see the effect it was having and got the impression that it was Kara’s anatomy that held her back and had caused all these years of pining, so Lena decided to do something about it.

 

“Let me see.” Lena suggested, and brazenly brushed her fingertips over the slowly forming bulge that she doubted would get bigger in such restricting pants.

 

“Oh, I—I shouldn’t.” Kara mumbled bashfully, and pressed her lips together as she settled her hands over herself self-consciously.

 

Lena’s smile was soft, and her eyes were kind as she murmured knowingly, “You’re shy.”
 

No wonder Kara spent half the time flustered around her. It certainly explained those hideously baggy pink pants she seemed to favor over the last summer.

 

“Maybe I can help with that.” Lena supplied with a sultry purr, and with complete confidence, stood up to unzip her dress and let it pool around her feet as dark as a black hole. She grinned brightly as Kara sucked in a stuttered breath, and with a flourish, unclasped her bra and tossed it aside.

 

“L-Lena—” Kara whimpered, her breaths short and sharp as she stared slack jawed at her breasts before immediately averting her eyes to the floor.

 

With a wicked smirk, Lena sat back down in nothing but her panties and high heels, only to momentarily worry that she might have killed Supergirl. “Look at me Kara.” She rumbled seductively. “I know you like what you see. Why are you convinced I won’t like seeing you?”

 

It was a question Kara probably hadn’t considered and she floundered for an answer as Lena took her hands and delicately used them to cup her breasts. Kara was trembling, and she moaned when Lena encouraged her to palm them. “It’s okay to touch me, Kara. I want this.” She bluntly stated, her voice raspy as she pleaded, “Please, let me see you.”

 

Kara finally nodded sheepishly and got to her feet. With a few careful tugs, she pulled the zipper down on her pants and with an anxious deep breath, freed her erection for Lena’s hungry gaze.

Lena pale green eyes settled on it and she licked the corner of her bottom lip. She held her hand out over the wide head, just close enough that she could feel the heat that radiated from Kara’s skin. 

“Can I please touch you?” Lena whispered, and waited for Kara’s confirming nod before she placed her hand over the top of the rigid shaft. The breadth of it was longer than her thumb, and Kara’s cock more than filled her fist when she wrapped her palm over it.
 

“You look so good to me, Kara,” Lena conveyed, and to ensure her soft spoken praises were taken to heart, she stroked along the length of Kara’s thickly veined cock. 

“Do you want to see my bedroom?” Lena husked, reluctantly drawing her gaze away from the dripping tip and peering up at Kara through long lashes heavy with desire. Underneath all of that raw attraction between them, there were deeper feelings and Lena could tell that from how Kara struggled to take her eyes off of her. 

“Yuh—ye-yes,” Kara gruffly whispered, coughing because she still lacked the ability to form a coherent word.
 

Lena gave her a fond and flirty smile and pulled her along by the hand down the hall to her master suite. She revisited the ways in which the room resembled the one that belonged to Lena Luthor of Earth-33, but there were important differences to be found everywhere, right down the color and pattern of the bedspread. 

For half a second, Lena wondered how often Kara compared between them, and it brought out a competitive streak in her so intense that she rounded on Kara with determination to be the better of the two. 

She smoothed her hands down over Kara’s suit and nuzzled into the Super’s neck, inhaling the faint and eclectic scents of fresh air and perfume. Her inner thighs were dampening with arousal just from being near Kara, but when their lips collided for the first time, she felt a deep jolt of excitement through her middle. 

It was disorienting, like walking through one of those fun shifting mazes and coming out on the other side underneath the stars. When the spinning stopped, she stared at Kara with a new clarity and poured all of her affection into a kiss that was nothing short of thrilling. 

“Did she kiss you like this?” Lena breathlessly asked, her hands already peeling at the rest of Kara’s clothes, so she could back her into the bed. 

“N-no, it—it was never like that,” Kara gasped, still shaking her head as Lena pushed her down by the shoulders onto the mattress. 

“Did you think about me while you were inside of her?” Lena husked into Kara’s open-mouth, nipping at her before she slipped her tongue in to taste her. 

Kara turned a guilty shade of scarlet at the question, her lips slanting in a frown before she confessed brokenly, “Yes, but—”


 

Lena silenced her by taking off her panties and then bent over to unclasp her heels, giving Kara an unobstructed view of her glistening cunt. She felt powerful in that moment and considered the words of Lena of Earth-33 that night, about having the ability to make Kara beg. It was a pleasurable thought, one she would be sure to test out at a later date, but for now she had other plans.


 

With confidence, Lena crawled onto the bed and forced Kara onto her back as she straddled her lap. “I’m going to ride you like she did.” Lena announced with a wicked gleam in her eyes, but it was Kara’s shocked and eager expression that really got her wet.
 

“Wh-where uh-where do you keep your-your—” The nervous way Kara kept glancing towards the cabinet clued Lena in to her question and she reached between them to wrap her hand around Kara’s erection, rubbing the tip between her silken lips.


 

“We don’t need condoms,” Lena whispered, enjoying the way Kara’s eyes glazed over at the sensations she was causing. “I make my own contraceptive in the lab and take it every morning.”

Kara swallowed thickly and Lena took her hands to place them on her waist in encouragement.

 

“Oh but I-I’ve never—” Kara began anxiously, then moaned low in her throat as Lena lowered herself slightly to push the tip of Kara’s cock against her entrance.

 

“You’ve never been bare inside of anyone before?” Lena lilted, sultry and sweet as her pussy clenched in excitement. Her liquid heat drizzled over Kara’s cock and she spread her knees to sink lower, enveloping the first inch with a breathy moan.

“Oh Rao,” Kara panted, her hands tightening around Lena’s waist as she quaked beneath her.

Lena took her time, rolling her hips with subtle undulations to try and accommodate Kara’s rigid length. She wanted to sit on it completely and she whined as her cunt opened up to take more.  

“Does it feel good like this, Kara?” Lena rasped as she lowered herself down with determination, stretching her tight hole as her thighs pressed into Kara’s lap. She rocked forward to slot the Kryptonian inside her and shuddered pleasantly at how full she felt.

Kara’s answer came out in a groan, half-formed as a “yuh—es” and she moved her hands further up Lena’s sides as if she wanted to touch elsewhere, but had no nerve to do it. 

Lena placed Kara’s hands on her breasts and began a slow downward drilling motion. 

From the strain on Kara’s face and the way her mouth opened and closed, Lena could tell that the bare friction of their bodies was challenging her self control. 

As Lena began to raise her ass and slide her pussy up and down onto Kara’s cock, she realized she had never seen Kara’s face so scrunched in panic, like she was fending off her own gratification just because she wanted to be considerate. 

Lena’s long tangles of dark hair curtained around Kara as she bent forward to whisper in her ear, “Relax and let yourself enjoy it.” 

Rocking her pelvis every time she bounced, Lena took a good ride on Kara’s incredible cock. Her subtle back and forth movements also rubbed her deep inside and spread her open with luscious slick.

Kara’s breathing came faster and all of her muscles flexed with raw power and restraint that was still no match for Lena’s pussy.
 

Lena gave languid, more controlled gyrations and rather unfairly clenched her pussy just to watch Kara quake beneath her. It was such a rush to see how close Kara was already, to know that it was her who caused that and not some other version of herself.


 

“Do you want me to do that again?” Lena lilted, knowing Kara would, even as she fought valiantly to hold on.


 

It was a surprising turn on, seeing Supergirl battle a case of premature ejaculation just because her warm cunt was that good that Kara might lose it in thirty seconds. Lena felt wicked for enjoying Kara’s struggle, but she couldn’t help but add to it. With another few clenches she began to give sensual, shallow bounces and quickened her pace. Lena moaned at the way Kara’s hands palmed her breasts roughly and she urged her on with a throaty whisper. “Your hands feel so good on me Kara, do you feel how wet you’ve made me?”

“Le-nuhh-oh fuh--” Kara groaned, her whole body jerking as she tried to slow Lena’s hips with one hand. Her other was pinching Lena’s nipple and she whimpered out a pathetic sound. 

Lena could get used to hearing Kara so breathless and desperate for her.


 

In a clear effort to even the pleasure, Kara’s hand moved from Lena’s hip and her thumb slid between her cunt lips to rub her clit with superhuman speed.

With Kara’s fingers vibrating like that, Lena would no longer need any extra accessories in the bedroom. She bit back a whimper and dug her heels into the bed while arching her spine. She resumed her fast bounce as Kara urgently bucked into her, and the coordinated motion created an erotic sound between their wet bodies. 

Lena circled her arms around Kara and stared deep into her steel blue eyes and lust blown pupils. They shared breath as they fused their bodies, neither one halting in their pursuit of pleasure. Her inner clenches were more intense now as she neared a precipice of sexual bliss. The softest gasps came from the back of Lena’s throat and her eyebrows scrunched inward as she took Kara’s cock harder. Tiny quivers tightened her pussy around Kara, and then a much deeper and pulsating satisfaction had her moaning. As she shuddered from her own release, Lena sensed Kara’s rising tension and pleaded, “Come inside me.”

With a shouting groan, Kara buried her cock in Lena right to the base and a river of seed pushed through her warm canal. Catching her hips in a tight grip, Kara held her still and Lena felt a sense of victory from their mutual fulfillment. 

“Rao, Lena… that was… wow.” Kara panted, breathless and boneless as she melted into the bed and finally stopped trembling. The post-orgasmic ecstasy must have hit her hard because the anxiety had finally vanished from her voice and she was smiling brightly as she secured her arms around Lena’s back to draw her into a tender, passionate kiss that told a story of its own.

 

How could Lena resist it?

 

She gave in, and dived into the depths of Kara’s endless emotions to wrap herself selfishly inside them. All of this time, she could have been having this, but she was too preoccupied with being Kara’s friend that she had never consider they could be lovers too. Not until she had seen it for herself.

 

“If you can do that trick you did with your tongue instead of your fingers, I might never let you leave this bed.” Lena teased, her voice thick and raspy as she gently rocked back on Kara’s cock just to hear her stuttered groan. “So sensitive…” Lena whispered affectionately, and with a devious smirk, raised herself up to allow Kara to slip out of her spread hole.

 

She reclined back over Kara’s legs just to open her own, a curious glint in her eyes as she trailed her fingers between her glistening pussy lips to touch the creamy excitement that spilled from her.

 

“Did she ever taste you, Kara?” Lena’s tone was innocent but the quirk of her eyebrow was anything but as she watched Kara’s jaw drop. She was staring at Lena’s cunt as if she had found Rao and Lena loved it. “Well, did she?”

“Nu-uh-no, we-we never did that.” Kara croaked out, unable to glance away as Lena coated her fingertips liberally.

 

Lena inserted both tips of her fingers into her mouth and swiped her tongue over the rich and salty flavor. Kara’s attention was riveted to her lips and Lena rubbed them together as if putting on lipstick afterwards. 

She glanced down at her center, where another torrent of come gushed from her pussy, and she raked her fingers through it to smear it over herself. 

“Tell me something, Kara, did she always ride you?” Lena asked as Kara shifted off to the side of the bed and she took the hint to lie in a prone position on her back. Kara gripped her legs and spread them apart, and Lena wondered if she would see the assertive side of her that she used to associate only with Supergirl. 

“Did you ever fuck her like this?” Lena questioned with a quiet grunt as Kara pulled her suddenly closer. It awed her that Kara had recovered so fast and was already able to thrust back inside of her.


 

The dynamic between Kara and Lena Luthor of Earth-33 intrigued her, and from the way Kara handled her with familiarity, Lena thought she knew the answer, but Kara surprised her by shaking her head. 

“No, but I — I dreamt of doing this with you,” Kara muttered and lunged forward to sink her cock in so deep that Lena’s pussy convulsed hotly around it.

It was strange how a single shift in position left Lena feeling delicate in Kara’s powerful hands. She craned her head back, exposing her throat with a moan as Kara pounded into her velvety muscles with strong, confident thrusts. The fuller penetration stretched her pink cunt deliciously and she whimpered when Kara bottomed out. The broad tip rubbed her wonderfully inside, stimulating her in ways she hadn’t realized she had been missing out on.

 

“Kara-” Lena gasped in surprise.

She snared Kara’s strong shoulders only for her short, sharp nails to scratch blazing trails down her toned back until she was squeezing the Kryptonian’s ass in encouragement. “Fuck me fast-uurh--”

 

The speed of Kara’s hips had the entire bed rocking and Lena grunted at the rapid pace their bodies smacked together. She never expected Kara to hook her knees over her sculpted arms but suddenly her legs were lifted and Kara’s thighs were slamming into her pale ass, transforming it to a bright, hot pink. The sting turned to a throbbing heat that had her full cunt dripping with need and a keening whine broke out of her as the new angle had Kara’s cock pushing into her g-spot.

“Does it feel good like this?” Kara husked into Lena’s ear, her lips and teeth grazing over the curve of Lena’s neck to taste the sheen of sweat as she pumped her hips harder.

Lena could only nod in repeated affirmation and toss her head back for Kara to kiss along the ivory skin at her throat. Every internal stroke of Kara’s cock sent warm coils of pleasure through her and her breathing went ragged until her exhalations deepened and came entirely from her diaphragm. 

Kara’s broad cock slid over that tender curve inside of Lena, which was the locus of so much exquisite sensation for her. She made breathless sounds and her jaw loosened and then tightened, over and over again in time with Kara’s thrusts. 

“She doesn’t compare to you, Lena,” Kara softly huffed against her neck, kissing at the quivery spot just below a freckle.  

That simple statement answered so many questions for Lena, and she tried to focus on what was happening between her and Kara at the moment instead of thinking about how she might outdo Lena Luthor of Earth-33.


 

Lena positioned her hands on Kara’s lower back and mapped them down along Kara’s sides as they rocked together in passionate need. It was raw and sensual, and Lena’s cunt gloved around Kara’s cock in a tight, but slick fit that granted the perfect amount of friction. 

Kara unleashed her pent up desire and moved quicker, until she was pounding into Lena and groaning.


 

“I want to—watch,” Lena grit out.
 

The sporadic way her pussy clenched was a warning that she was close to coming again and she shamelessly requested, “Let me see how much you spread me.” It was filthy even to utter it but Kara acquiesced immediately, her hand supporting the back of Lena’s head to help her look at how good she was getting fucked.

Kara was staring at her cunt as she buried her cock inside it. The tantalizing cherry red of Lena’s pussy and the sticky pink of her lips surrounding it was mesmerizing and Lena whimpered as Kara bucked harder. “Just like that, yes—”

 

Lena shuddered as her pleasure peaked, her inner muscles going into spasm while she clung desperately to Kara. The noise that came from her was lost to her own ears as Kara continued to plunge into her, prolonging her release until her body stopped straining and she fell into the bed with glazed, unfocused eyes.

 

Kara pulled out, but she wasn’t done. She flipped Lena onto her knees with strong hands and lightly traced her twitching entrance with her fingers before she grabbed Lena’s hips and pushed her cock back inside her scorching walls with self-assured desire.

Lena bent at the waist as Kara slammed into her without once slackening the pace. Her cheek was pressed against the duvet, and her lips twitched with words that couldn’t quite form with Kara hammering into her cunt and all of the loud juicy noises of their mingled come. She was wetter than before and some lingering warm trickles of Kara’s seed slipped down towards her asshole. Kara’s finger brushed over it before she took firm hold of Lena’s backside and pumped her cock in as deep as her cervix. 

She doubted Lena Luthor of Earth-33 ever allowed Kara to do this, to put her down on her knees in bed and ravage her from behind, but Lena knew intuitively that she would give into all of Kara’s desires. There was no contest between her own ego and libido. Lena would submit completely to Kara. Her aching pussy wanted it, and although she could already imagine how sore she would be in the morning, she demanded more. 

“Fuck me like you’ve wanted to fuck me for ages,” Lena urged.

 

Kara’s speed doubled and the momentum of it pushed Lena down in the bed. Her face tensed in concentration as Kara’s legs battered into her ass. The pummeling force of Kara’s cock in the depths of her sensitive pussy made her whole body rock. 

She grabbed uselessly at the sheets, fisting them in a white knuckled grip. Her knees would be chafed and she knew she would feel it in the morning, but wonderful shockwaves of pleasure went through her every time Kara’s solid thighs collided with her skin and her cock slid home in her tight cunt.  

The anticipation of Kara releasing inside her again had Lena feeling needy in ways that were frankly unbecoming, but Lena was shameless. She used her inner muscles to clamp around Kara’s cock in an attempt to pull the desire straight out of her and Kara graced her with a deep groan that resonated through Lena like thunder. She trembled in response, broken words tumbling from her lips as she begged for more and Kara didn’t disappoint.
 

“I’m going to come inside you,” Kara huffed, her harsh breaths short and scorching as she leaned over Lena.

Kara buried her face into the side of Lena’s neck and with a few extra hard thrusts, filled her pussy with blasts of creamy come. She watched in fascination as a cascade of seed rushed down Lena’s leg and more of it pooled in her opening as she pulled out.
 

Lena felt herself grin at the sheer awe on Kara’s face.
 

“Come here,” Lena rasped, beckoning Kara to join her as she shifted onto her side and stretched out lazily. She ached in such delicious ways that her body tingled from it, but Lena was unfortunately very human, and though Kara still sported an eager erection, she needed time to recover.

“I hate to say it but my stamina is definitely not on par with yours.” Lena’s lips twisted into a flirtatious smirk and she looped her arm over Kara’s side as she flopped down beside her. She traced light patterns over Kara’s ribs with her fingertips and watched goosebumps rise. “Why don’t we rest for a while and in the morning we—”

“You want me to stay?” Kara asked it so fast that she looked sheepish, but her hopeful blue eyes were wide and staring at Lena as if she had just told her something magical.

Maybe she had.

Lena wasn’t typically inclined to have sleepovers with the people she bedded, but the thought of not having Kara’s arms around her while she slept after such intense sex was honestly unbearable.
 

Kara wasn’t just someone to scratch an itch. She was the entire reason Lena had an itch in the first place. It occurred to her that the Lena of Earth-33 obviously never indulged in post-coital cuddling either, which might have been another reason that she chose not to deprive herself from sharing that level of intimacy with Kara.
 

“Of course I want you to stay.” Lena whispered, her hand finding Kara’s soft cheek to cup earnestly.  “This isn’t a dirty little secret, Kara. We’re more than that. Stay the night and let’s discuss it. Let’s figure out what all of this means together.”