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To say this had been a busy week for Lena would be an understatement. The young Luthor hadn’t even had time to take a bathroom break. Her days were filled with board meetings, international phone calls with investors and numerous lab visits. Occasionally, she’d found herself spacing out. This happened while she was speaking with one of her business associates about adjusting the budget to her yearlong project.
For the past year, Lena had been developing an Integument Bio-fabricator, or in layman’s terms, she was growing skin cells. Such an innovation would change not only the world and the plastic surgery field, but it would also pave the way for creating a serum that would enhance both human and alien skin types. She’d come up with the idea following a close call Supergirl had while saving civilians from a burning building. Most of the people inside were unharmed, but a few had unfortunately suffered severe second and third-degree burns.
With her goal in sight Lena spent day and night in her lab tirelessly testing human and alien DNA in order to see how they would respond to various healing solutions. The project was her baby that deserved all her time and effort, at least until Kara had to physically remove her from her magnifying glass.
After a full year of trial testing, multiple failed attempts, and burns to her own skin, the young Luthor had achieved what only Gods could do. She had actually found a way to grow and sustain new skin for human and aliens alike.
The final week of preparation before going public with her finished product was absolute hell for Lena. Actually, hell was an understatement. It felt more like her worst nightmare formulated by her mother with a dash of psychopath from her brother.
Seven days of back-to-back meetings, final tests to reassure all hospital boards that her product would be successful, and the random board member who suggested another three months of testing. Jess had to calm her down before firing said board member. Not to mention the mountains of paperwork she had to go through by herself due to her own fault of not trusting anyone else but herself to go over the details of her own creation.
She wouldn’t have been able to survive the week if it hadn’t been for Kara.
Ever the protective and supportive wife, Kara had spent that week caring for Lena from afar. There hadn’t been time for their usual lunch dates or surprise visits at her office, and there definitely hadn’t been any time for Lena to head home and catch some much-needed shut eye.
Kara made it her main priority to watch over her super genius wife from a distance, knowing there would be plenty of time to celebrate when the week was over.
At the start of the long week, Lena had been surprised and delighted to find a sticky note attached to a coffee cup upon her desk.
Kick some ass today <3
From your favorite ass kicker ;)
The note had been the first of many loving notes she found not just with her morning coffee, but with her lunches and dinners as well.
Kara had made Lena’s health her top priority that week. In order to succeed with her work, her wife had to be well fed and well rested. Each afternoon, she’d leave blankets on the office couch, encouraging Lena to rest after her daily board meetings. The first time Lena found them; she had ignored the blankets in favor of focusing on the next meeting on her schedule. Kara was one step ahead of the stubborn CEO. She had been prepared for Lena’s stubbornness and had convinced her wife’s assistant Jess to set aside an hour each day for Lena to take a necessary nap. Lena was unable to say no to her wife, and while she’d never admit it, she was grateful for the little time she had to rest.
That week, if it hadn’t been for Kara, Lena would have most likely passed out from sleep deprivation and malnourishment. Her wife had even gone out of her way to bring her a new toothbrush, toothpaste, as well as shampoo, conditioner, and body wash, which was appreciated as Lena was in desperate need of a shower.
A new change of clothes was always neatly folded outside of her bathroom after each shower. At one point Lena had caught Kara flying off her balcony after dropping off her change of clothes for the day, she was tempted to have her wife fly them back to their apartment and just forget about the project all together. But she knew Kara wouldn’t let her quit now, not when she was so close to the finish line.
Soon Lena would be announcing the success of her skin growth project Plastics, (named by Kara) to the public. Once the papers were signed Lena’s project would be ready for distribution to all hospitals and trauma burn centers. Everything seemed to be progressing smoothly, that was, until Morgan Edge tried to interfere.
The ruthless businessman had manipulated a video of himself using Lena’s serum on his own skin. What followed had been a theatrical CGI creation of skin bubbling, bleeding and changing unnatural colors. It was a poor attempt on Edge’s part, childish is how Lena put it when she saw the video.
Lena spent all day cleaning up Edge’s mess. She found herself running damage control with investors, hospital boards, and renown plastic surgeons while her Public Relations team was busy putting together a video proving the success and effectiveness of Plastics. Once the video was released to the public, Lena had Jess set up a press conference to call out Morgan Edge and finally introduce Plastics to the world.
Lena had expected Edge to retaliate in some way at the end of the press conference, but he was nowhere to be found. She imagined he was too busy fielding angry phone calls regarding his attempt to, quote: “Slander the woman trying to change the world for the greater good.”
Lena had done it! All she wanted to do now was take off her stupid heels, put on her favorite National City University sweatshirt (which was really Kara’s), and fall face first into her bed.
Stumbling into her penthouse apartment, she made it is as far as the living room. She had just finished kicking off those damned heels when she was stopped by the sight of Kara holding a bouquet of roses.
Lena found Kara beautiful no matter what she wore, but tonight the blonde was dressed to impress. Her hair was pulled back in a neat bun, a few strands of hair loose to frame her face. She had on black tailored pants, a crisp white button-down shirt, and the pièce de resistance of the ensemble were her black suspenders, stretched over her broad muscular shoulders. Lena had convinced Kara to get them after seeing how handsome she looked when trying them on in the changing room.
Lena was in awe of the woman in front of her. “Are those for me?”
Kara rolled her eyes but decided to humor her. “No, these are for the science genius who has managed to do the impossible and grow actual skin.” Her smile grew with each word, taking a few steps closer to Lena. “You wouldn’t happen to know where that amazing woman is, would you?”
“Nope,” Lena shook her head. “Might have to look harder.”
If it was possible, Kara’s smile grew even bigger as she lowered her chin, resting her forehead against Lena’s. “Congratulations, love,” she whispered before kissing Lena deeply. Her arms wrapped around the young Luthor’s waist, lifting her up with ease, flowers still in hand. “I’m so proud of you,” she whispered with a big grin across her face.
“I couldn’t have done it without you,” Lena added.
Kara shook her head. “No, this was all you.” Lena was ready to protest but Kara silenced her with another kiss. “Don’t you dare try to argue with me, we both know I’m going to win.”
A small giggle escaped Lena’s lips. “You’re right, I’m too tired to argue.”
“Are you too tired to eat?”
Lena rested her head on Kara’s shoulder, still with her feet dangling in the air. “I’m so tired, I don’t know if I can stay awake until takeout arrives.”
“Hmm,” Kara murmured. “Good thing I’ve already taken care of dinner.”
Quickly raising her head, Lena stared at Kara with wide eyes. Glancing over to the kitchen, she saw no signs of her wife’s cooking which often left a lingering stench around the apartment. Luckily, there was no such smell tonight.
“What did you do?” Lena asked with a raised eyebrow.
Kara didn’t answer, instead she set Lena back on her feet and eagerly guided her towards their balcony. A delicious smell became more apparent as the couple made their way to the open door. As the terrace came into view, Lena couldn’t help but gasp at the scene in front of her.
A perfectly set table for two awaited them. Kara was ready to pamper Lena in every way possible, starting with a simple romantic dinner.
“Kara,” Lena breathed. “You really didn’t have to.”
“I know I didn’t have to but,” Kara grabbed Lena’s hand and placed a kiss on the back of it, “I wanted to.”
She guided Lena to the table, pulling out her seat and helping her in. Beside the table stood an ice bucket chilling a bottle of champagne. Looking closer Lena unconsciously bit her lip as she recognized it as the same brand she’d celebrated with when she’d graduated from MIT. The bottle came from a small family-owned vineyard in Switzerland.
Kara watched as Lena took in the label and began to tremble with excitement. She couldn’t help but smirk at what Lena was hinting at. “Want me to do the thing?” Lena responded with an enthusiastic nod.
Kara held the bottle out and away from any windows to allow for pressure to build inside. The cork shot out and across the balcony with a loud POP, followed by a stream of bubbles that she directed into two champagne glasses. She’d been perfecting this particular party trick.
After quickly cleaning up, Kara took her seat and raised her glass up to Lena’s. “To my incredible wife who’s changing the world one skin cell at a time,” Lena couldn’t help but laugh at Kara’s words. “Congratulations, no one deserves this more than you.”
They lightly tapped their glasses together and proceeded to each take a small sip of the bubbly liquid. Kara set her glass down and began fishing for something next to her chair. Lena watched as a to go container was placed in front of her, a sinfully delicious aroma escaping from its edges.
“Is this what I think it is?” Lena asked rhetorically. She knew full well what Kara had gone out of her way to get her.
“It is.” Kara confirmed with a proud grin.
Lena peeled off the lid to reveal her favorite dish from a small Italian restaurant she and Kara had stumbled upon during one of their trips to Rome. The steam from the Gnocchi al Pomodoro rose and hugged all five of Lena’s senses. The fragrance was enough to make Lena cry. She chose to pick up her fork and dig in instead of wasting the time crying.
Their dinner was a quiet affair; they were both lost in their masterfully crafted meals. Occasionally, Kara would pause to remind Lena of how proud she was, as well as ask about the upcoming product launch.
When Lena finished with her meal, Kara replaced her container with a new but smaller clear plastic one. This one containing Lena’s favorite chocolate cake from Germany. Taking her first bite, Lena immediately moaned at the sweet taste.
Kara’s voice broke Lena out of her decadent trance, “I’m sorry I couldn’t make it for your speech at the press conference.”
Lena has been so distracted by Morgan Edge that she hadn’t even noticed the lack of her wife’s presence in the crowd earlier that day. The obvious disappointment on the blonde’s face didn’t go unnoticed by Lena. She reached out and took Kara’s hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Darling, you were there for everything else.”
And it was true; Kara had been there for her even before this crazy year. Making sure she had her wife’s full attention, Lena looked into Kara’s sad ocean blue eyes and reminded, “You’ve always been there for me.”
Then, as if to reassure her wife, Lena rose from her chair, sat down on Kara’s lap, and wrapped her arms around her neck. Out of habit, Kara wrapped her hands around Lena’s waist, her finger brushing the top of her ass. Lena’s eyes darkened to a deep green as she felt the blonde’s breath hitch.
“You still have cake left,” Kara whispered
“Unlike you,” breathed Lena. “there’s something I’d like more than cake right now.” Encouraged by their new position, Kara raised her eyebrow suggestively and teased,
“What makes you think that cake is at the top of my list at the moment?”
Kara’s flirting lit a fire inside Lena. Before she could respond with her own sass, Lena found herself being swept into a bridal carry by two strong arms. Kara gazed down at her with a seductive Cheshire grin. The look sent a small shiver down Lena’s spine, ending right between her legs.
“Want to re-evaluate that list of mine?” Kara asked.
By now, Lena was very aroused, the usual affect the blonde had on her. She loved when Kara’s confidant side came out to play, sexy was an understatement – her panties were ruined for sure. There was never a time where Lena was at a loss for words, but Kara Luthor-Danvers always found a way to take her breath away.
“I’m going to take that as a yes,” Kara winked.
The blonde carefully carried Lena into their penthouse apartment, ready for the second part of her surprise-filled night.
For the life of her, Lena couldn’t seem to form words, so enthralled by her wife. Instead of speaking, she felt actions were more appropriate, and she knew exactly what to do to get her wife to move a little faster.
It had been a very long week.
Lena began to unbutton Kara’s crisp white shirt. Her long slender fingers undid one button after another, stopping as they reached her ribs where once again her breath was caught at the sight of her wife’s bare chest, sans bra.
“Those are some rogue fingers you got there,” Kara teased as she carried Lena towards their bedroom.
Those same rogue fingers dragged their tips up Kara’s sternum and traced her sharp collarbone. “They’re curious,” Lena whispered. “More curious as to why you aren’t wearing a bra.”
Kara may have been good at appearing calm and collected, but her eyes told a completely different story. Lena noticed how they dilated in want as she whispered hotly against her wife’s neck.
“Can’t I treat my wife to a surprise-filled night full of her favorite things?” Kara replied coyly.
Too focused on ridding her wife of her shirt, Lena hadn’t realized they’d entered the bathroom until the scent of lavender hit her nose.
Candles were scattered around the spacious bathroom, a large circle lit around the bathtub. Kara continued to carry Lena until they were both looking down at the fully filled tub. A light layer of bubbles floated on the surface of the water, interspersed with a handful of small red rose peddles.
Lena was in awe. Her wife set her down gently beside the tub, then proceeded to warm up the soapy water with her heat vision. Steam filled the room. The smell of lavender became stronger, and was that, a hint of lemon perhaps?
Warm hands squeezed Lena’s waist and glided around her torso. A head rested on her shoulder nuzzling into her neck. “Tonight, is all about you.” Kara’s voice echoed in Lena’s ear, sending a light shiver down her spine.
“You are too much Darling,” sighed Lena, catching her bottom lip between her teeth.
Those same warm hands dipped delicately under Lena’s work shirt. “Not enough,” Kara corrected, adding a nibble to her neck. “Let me take care of you.”
Kara slowly unbuttoned Lena’s shirt, leaving small kisses along her shoulder and down the back of her neck. Hands brushed up her sides and traced below her breasts. She felt the brush of teeth along her shoulder blade, stopping at the edge of her bra clasp.
Lena’s breath hitched as Kara’s teeth pulled on her bra clasp, and she felt the garment give way. Kara’s hands paused below her chest in indecision at their new opportunity, but instead of cupping her breast her hands reluctantly focused on loosening Lena’s belt. After slowly stripping her of her pants and panties, her wife guided her into the warm bathwater.
Not wanting to waste another moment not touching Lena, Kara super sped out of her clothes and took her place behind the raven-haired woman. Her arms wrapped around Lena’s waist, pulling her tight against her own body.
Lena basked in the feeling of her wife’s strong, protective hold. She longed for these moments of Kara just holding her close, whether in bed, on the couch, or simply while she’s making dinner. It was moments like these that she longed for, where she could feel pure love and passion wrapped in the arms of her wife.
“Rao, you’re gorgeous,” Kara murmured into Lena’s neck.
Usually, Lena would deflect these loving comments, not being used to such genuine praise, but tonight was different. Sitting there in the warm soapy water, surrounded by candles and held in her wife’s strong arms, she found herself wanting to hear more.
As if she read her mind, Kara continued to kiss up her shoulder, delicately brushing her lips along her sharp jawline then moving back to her neck and nibbling on her earlobe. “You really don’t know how amazing you are, do you?”
Lena whimpered at the sweet affirmation. Loving her reaction to praise, Kara started to say more when she felt Lena’s thighs begin to shake beneath her hands. Slowly gliding her hands around her hips, Kara whispered, “How about I show you?”
Lena silently sucked in a breath as she felt Kara’s hands guide themselves to her center. The blonde’s fingers dipped into slick folds, drawing delicate circles around Lena’s clit. While one hand massaged her most sensitive area, the other began to gently knead one of her breasts. The sweet ministrations were turning her body into complete mush. She needed to feel more; her hips bucked in search of sweet release and a tangled cry escaping her lips.
Kara could feel Lena’s need. “I’ve got you,” she cooed, swirling her fingers faster around Lena’s clit.
The water rippled as Lena squirmed on top of Kara. After such a long and exhausting week, Lena had no patience to be teased. Lucky for her, her wife knew this and responded accordingly.
Two solid fingers slipped inside Lena causing a deep moan to vibrate in her throat. Her hand shot up and around the back of Kara’s head, bring her down to suck on her neck. Kara listened and showered her with open-mouthed kisses.
“So beautiful,” Kara whispered between each kiss.
The waves of the water grew taller as Lena’s hips met Kara’s thrusts; it was an awkward angle to ride her wife’s fingers, but Lena prevailed. Her breathing quickened as she felt her walls tighten around Kara’s fingers.
“Let go, Lee.” Kara bit down on Lena’s ear. “Let go for me.”
Lena came, gasping Kara’s name as she released. She could feel all of her worries and stress disappearing, replaced by fireworks, immense pleasure, and the beating of her own heart. Kara’s fingers continued to gently guide Lena through her orgasm, holding her close so
she wouldn’t slip below the water. Lena’s breathing slowed as her body relaxed into Kara embrace.
“That’s my girl,” Kara praised. She slipped her fingers out of Lena and gripped her hips, squeezing tight.
Lena was completely spent. Her orgasm had rid her of higher brain function, and she could barely form coherent sentences in her blissful state.
Kara was mesmerized. Seeing her wife so calm and relaxed was one of her favorite sights. While Lena collected herself, she reached over the tub and grabbed a warm towel she’d set aside earlier. After stepping out of the bath, she assisted Lena out and wrapped her up.
Lena raked her emerald green eyes down Kara’s body, feeling a fire reignite in her core.
Kara knew that expression too well. Before her wife could get any ideas, she reminded her, “Not tonight.” At her wife’s pout, she ushered her out of the bathroom and towards their bedroom. “Tonight, is all about you.”
Any attempts to protest was silenced with a kiss. Releasing the hold on her towel, Lena draped her arms around Kara’s neck and pulled her flush against her damp body. Her wife responded in kind, cupping her hands around her butt and giving it a firm squeeze as she lifted Lena up encouraging her to wrap her legs around Kara.
Perks of having a Kryptonian wife.
“Kara,” Lena moaned into their kiss. She wanted, no, she desperately needed to touch her wife.
Kara snaked one arm around Lena’s bottom to hold her steady. With her other hand she cupped Lena’s cheek and looked deeply into her eyes. Lena was overwhelmed at the amount of love she saw in those baby blues. Her whole body shuddered with it, causing the baby hairs on the back of her neck to stand.
“I’m going to take care of you,” Kara spoke deeply as she slowly lowered her lover down to their bed.
Lena released her legs from their tight hold around Kara’s waist and relaxed into the soft sheets below them. The blonde gazed down at her wife before pulling back to fully take her in. Her loving eyes looked upon Lena as if it was their first time seeing the raven-haired woman. Her porcelain skin glowed in the moonlight that shone through the curtains. Her lips were red and swollen.
She was the definition of beauty in Kara’s book. Nothing compared to her wife. Every time she remembered this woman was hers, she realized how lucky she was, and how special their love is.
While Lena appreciated her wife’s open admiration, she was starting to become impatient. She pulled Kara back down onto her body, pressing up with her own hips and an arched back.
Kara’s strong arms braced her fall. Holding herself above Lena, she gently pushed her back down onto the bed.
For the third time that night, Lena’s breath caught in her throat. She could see that her wife was trying to compose herself. She was desperately fighting back tears of adoration and love, all for Lena.
Taking a deep breath, Kara again looked into Lena’s eyes. Her plan for tonight had been to make her wife feel special, to shower her in love and remind her of how deserving she is of respect and care. Lena worked her hardest, and gave so much of herself to the world, it was her turn to be appreciated.
“You deserve everything, love. What you’ve done... what you’ve achieved...” Kara struggled to find the words. “What you did today, what you do every day.... It amazes me. I couldn’t be prouder. I hope you know how incredible you are and how happy you make me.” Tears threatened to fall down her cheeks, but she refused to let the dam break. “My heart, my love, my life. Lena Luthor-Danvers... you, are my hero.”
Kara’s loving words always affected Lena. She was both overcome with emotion and flushed with desire. Before she could say anything in return, her wife had moved down between her thighs.
Granting her wife’s wishes, Kara made no move to tease. She was eager to touch her wife again. She longed to hear her moans as she took in her mouth.
Kara’s lips kissed Lena’s dripping center making her entire body shiver at gentle touch. Wet slick folds glistened between muscular thighs. Kara couldn’t help but lick her own lips at the sight of slick folds tasting Lena on them. She could smell her arousal, which caused her to let out a predatory growl.
Lena bucked her hips up higher at the sound, begging for Kara to give her some sort of release. She desperately needed her wife. Now, more than ever, she desperately needed her wife to toucher her.
“Rao, you’re so wet,” Kara breathed before darting her tongue between Lena’s wet folds.
Lena silently apologized to her entire building for the scream that escaped her lips. Gripping blonde locks in tight fists, her back arching off the bed, Lena lost herself. Kara ravished her clit, switching from long licks to firm sucking.
Kara was acting like she was starving, and Lena was a three-course meal. The tight grip, the strong tongue strides, the animalistic growl... they were driving Lena further and further to the edge. The grip on Kara’s hair would have been painful for a human but it only pushed Kara further into ravishing her wife.
“Fuck,” Lena groaned as she felt Kara’s tongue circle her entrance.
It was all too much for Lena to handle. It had been so long since Kara had been between her legs; her work had taken up her personal time. But it was worth it seeing Kara’s eyes glued shut, concentrating on the intricate strokes of her tongue against her sensitive clit.
Yes, silent moans begging to be screamed and let out, but she tried to hold off. She wanted this moment to last.
Kara threw Lena’s thighs over her shoulder to give her a better angle. The movement pulled another moan from Lena, one that made Kara freeze in place.
No! whimpered Lena. Kara stopping was the opposite of what she wanted right now. Her hips jerked in need. Searching for her wife’s tongue.
Blue eyes took in her wife’s heaving chest, watching as she tried to catch her breath. Her fingers twitched as if they might try to finish the job themselves.
Lena’s fingers dug into the sheets as her teeth grinded together. The embarrassing whimper that rose out of her throat darkened Kara’s eyes. Lena was a wreck and so weak for her wife.
Lena’s grip on Kara’s hair tightened and pulled her back down to continue her intricate work, but her wife had other plans. Instead, Kara wrapped her hands around Lena’s thighs in a firm hold.
Frantic whimpers escaped Lena, forcefully trying to connect her most sensitive area to Kara’s lips.
“Please,” Lena begged.
She did ask nicely.
Kara’s tongue found its way back to Lena’s center. A high-pitched gasp echoed in Kara’s ears as her tongue dipped inside Lena. The warmth around her tongue caused her to tighten her grip on Lena’s thighs.
Lena’s eyes rolled to the back of her head at the sheer display of strength her wife was displaying. The death grip around her thighs and the muscular tongue diving deep inside her made it much harder to concentrate on her willpower.
Lena was nearing closer and closer to the edge of release. Moaning, her walls tightened around Kara’s tongue. She was burning up, being consumed from the inside out.
Realizing it was time, Kara took two fingers and rubbed them against Lena’s clit, covering them in her juices. She then slipped them inside her, sighing at how tight Lena was for her.
“You ready?” Kara’s breath ghosted against Lena’s clit causing it to shiver and pulse.
Unable to verbally answer, Lena summoned the remaining strength inside of her to nod her head.
The fingers inside Lena began to vibrate. Kara’s superspeed allowed her to become Lena’s favorite sex toy, only used on special nights since it would only take her a few seconds before falling into a river of pure bliss.
And Lena wasn’t far off from diving into that river. Her walls clenching around Kara’s vibrating fingers. Her muscles contracted and arched off the bed as she felt Kara’s fingers curl and start vibrating against her g-spot. Kara latched her lips onto her straining clit and drew lazy circles around the erect nub.
That was all it took; she couldn’t hold back any longer. “F...Fuck yes!” Lena cried out.
Her moans filled the room as she squeezed her thighs around Kara’s head. Her orgasm flooded through her, causing each muscle to twitch.
Kara continued to thrust and suck between Lena’s legs, guiding her through the strong orgasm.
Lena was gasping for air as she felt her wife lapping up her juices. Her panting was silenced when Kara raised up and brought their lips together, allowing Lena to taste herself.
With the little strength she had, Lena pushed Kara back and continued to catch her breath. “One minute,” Lena gasped. “Lena Luthor-Danvers will be right with you after these messages.”
Kara couldn’t help but giggle at her wife’s words. No one would ever believe that behind the serious CEO façade was a silly pillow princess Kara loved so much. “Take as much time as you need.” Kara kissed her forehead before pulling her close and nuzzling her nose in the crook of her neck. “I’m right here.”
And she was, never moving from Lena’s side as her hand lazily brushed up and down her ribcage. Her other lightly brushing through Lena’s hair with her fingers. The slow soothing movements practically put Lena to sleep, that was until Kara’s warm hand lifted from her abdomen.
A silent protest told Kara to put her hand back where it belonged, and like a good wife she listened, continuing her therapeutic motions. She brushed her lips against Lena’s temple. “I’m so proud of you,” Kara whispered into Lena’s ear.
It wasn’t the first time those words spilled out of Kara that night. So much love and support were behind every single word. Lena knew Kara was always proud, but the way her wife said it now felt different.
Kara seemed to have read her wife’s thoughts. “The way you handled Edge...” she elaborated, then paused. Biting her lip, Kara raised her head, looked into Lena’s eyes, then off to the side. “Well, let’s just say it was a lot better than how I handled him today.”
Lena sat up against the headboard and looked down at her wife with a raised eyebrow. It wasn’t going to take long for Kara to tell her what she did wrong since the what did you do look was already in play.
The look never failed Lena Luthor-Danvers. No one was safe from the power it held. “Do you remember the last time I confronted Edge? It was right after you bought Catco.” Lena remembered. She nodded for Kara to continue.
“Well, I may have lost control of my temper a bit on him today,” Kare revealed.
Lena wondered how much farther Kara could have gotten with her temper on Edge. The last time it happened, she had left him on a shipping barge in the middle of the ocean. How could it get worse?
“What did you do?” coaxed Lena.
Sitting up, Kara began to wring her hands together in her lap. Lena hadn’t seen Kara this nervous in front of her since they’d first moved in together and she’d accidently broke Lena’s favorite coffee mug.
“Well, I took his advice and made it harder for him to escape. So, I may have left him on a deserted island in the middle of the Atlantic.” Kara’s jaw tightened as she looked up into darkened eyes, and not the good kind.
Lena’s jaw dropped hearing that her wife had, basically, kidnapped someone for pissing Lena off and abandoned him on an island with no way of getting help. While it wasn’t murder, it very well could have been a slow and painful death for the overly spoiled child that is Morgan Edge.
“You what?” Lena spat. “You left Morgan Edge on an island?” Kara winced at Lena’s tone, slowly backing further to the other side of the bed. “How could you do that?”
“Don’t worry I left him with plenty of food and water for at least three days.”
Oh, her wife was skating on thin ice. She couldn’t believe Kara had done such a thing! What would Edge do to her once he was rescued? If he was rescued? Would he try and retaliate? She almost wanted to leave him on the island; it would make it easier for her to do her work without Edge constantly getting in her way.
Lena mentally slapped herself for considering such a thought. “Kara, you need to go get him. That man can’t last five minutes without his phone. Can you imagine how bad it’s going to be when his battery runs out and he starts trying to make fire with two sticks?” The thought alone amused her – she could picture it now.
“In my defense, he really pissed me off,” implored Kara.
Lena’s face contorted into several expressions over the span of a few seconds. First was shock, then confusion, concern, and finally amazement at hearing how easily Kara had lost her self-control. She was Supergirl, the hero who cried when she had to put a kid in timeout for kicking dirt in another kid’s face. She wasn’t someone who ditched men in the middle of the ocean as punishment for hurting her wife.
With a deep breath, in through her nose and out through her mouth, Lena summoned all of her willpower not to kick Kara to the couch. “Kara...” Another deep breath. “I mean this in the nicest way possible but... What the fuck?”
Kara erupted into laughter, falling face first into the bed. “You should have seen your face,” Kara muffled into the mattress.
Confusion crossed Lena’s face once again. “I’m going to need you to explain what is so funny.”
Kara collected herself and crawled up to sit beside Lena. Slinging an arm around her shoulders, she placed a gentle kiss against her temple. “Edge is safe and sound in his own bed. I made the whole thing up.”
While Lena was impressed with the blonde’s clever lie, she wondered what had possessed her to make it up in the first place.
Reading her wife’s mind again, Kara explained: “I just wanted to see how you’d react.” Seeing her wife’s lips purse in frustration, Kara continued, “Don’t get so angry, it was funny! Plus, now I can tell you what I actually did to him.”
“Oh, no.” Lena expected the worse. “Please tell me they can’t track whatever you did to him back to us?”
“Nope. You can thank Winn for his hacking skills,” Kara eluded with a wink.
Lena stared blankly at the opposite wall as her mind raced through the different scenarios Kara and Winn may have put Edge through. The best-case scenario is they spit in his food; the worst-case scenario is they drained all of his bank account. Lena was in big trouble; she had a feeling the well needed vacation she was going to gift herself was going to have to be put on hold while she fixed her wife’s mess.
Kara pulled Lena closer to her chest and kissed the top of her head. “Stop freaking out. I didn’t do anything terrible. It’s not like I killed the dude,” Kara chuckled, earning her a glare. “Actually, the real reason why I missed your speech today was because I was helping Winn hack into Edge’s employee contact files.”
“Employee contact files?” Lena made a mental note to teach Kara how to get to the point faster. The rambling she could handle.
“I had Winn send a loving email to every single one of Edge’s employees gifting them all two months of paid vacation starting Monday because he was proud of how hard they’ve all been working.”
Kara was wearing the cockiest grin. Lena couldn’t help but match it, proud of her wife’s talented scheming. What a way to make Edge’s life a living hell for two whole months.
“I think I’m the proud wife tonight,” Lena kissed Kara deeply. She was a bit turned on by her wife’s devious side.
“No one messes with my love,” Kara stated as her teeth grazed the side of Lena’s neck.
The fire between Lena’s thighs had returned. Kara’s protectiveness provoked a new arousal in her, and she was reminded of the fact that her wife had yet to have any orgasms that night. Screw sleep, Lena was ready to show her wife just how much she loved her.
But, as Lena attempted to straddle Kara’s hips, the blonde held her in place with strong hands. “I told you tonight is about you, not me.” The sincere look Kara sent Lena almost made her want to lie back down and cuddle into the strong Kryptonian arms.
Almost.
“Well, since it’s all about me doesn’t that mean I can do whatever I want?” Lena questioned with a raised eyebrow.
Kara’s cocky demeanor vanished, and her puppy dog stuttering took its rightful place. “I...I...Well, I mean... I guess.”
With a smug grin, Lena shuffled into Kara’s lap and began to lick and suck down her jaw to her collarbone. “Then, I want to do you.”
A filthy moan escaped Kara’s lips, feeling hands slide up her abdomen and into her long blonde locks. Lena’s hips ground down against Kara’s, grazing their centers together and mixing their juices. Kara shamelessly bit down on her lip, trapping a moan deep inside herself. The sight made her almost come undone for the third time that night.
Lena could sleep tomorrow.