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Happily Ever After.
🕑 Added 2020-03-18 00:24:54 +0000 UTCSupergirl on the CW had it's 100th episode not too long ago and whilst the show is a bit of a dumpster fire at the moment, Supercorp is a super compelling ship.
In other news, i'm not allowed to talk about Katie McGrath anymore after looking at reference pictures for a few hours straight.
-o-o-o-
Tears tumbled down Kara’s cheeks as she knelt, shivering in a place she had once thought was the safest on earth. It was one of many things she was being harshly punished for thinking that night. She had thought the fortress of solitude was a safe haven, and now she was trapped within it. She had thought that night would be spent at home, quiet and comfortable, now she was wheezing for breath and utterly powerless, choking on kryptonite gas as it poisoned her body.
Most painfully, she had thought that Lena Luthor, the person she loved and respected and cared about more than anyone else, was her friend.
She sobbed and forced her head upwards, seeing Lena’s expressionless face watching her from outside the cage of ice she was trapped inside. “A… Are you going to… try to kill me?” she croaked.
Lena’s brows furrowed, she looked more sad than angry. “No, Supergirl. I’m not going to kill you.” She looked down at the device in her hands and swallowed. “I’m not a villain… You shouldn’t have treated me like one.”
Kara whimpered and pressed her palm against the ice, trembling with pain and quietly crying as Lena turned away. The worst thing was Lena was right. Sure, Kara had treated her like a friend, but beneath every smile and every joke and every longing look she’d shot at the Luthor, she’d been afraid. Every second together had seen a tiny thought in the back of her mind: “What if it’s all an act?” “What if she betrays me?” “What if she hurts me?”
It was part of why she had spent so many years lying to Lena about being Supergirl, why she had hidden herself for years when Lena would have surely accepted her for who she was. It had seemed sensible at first, how could she trust the sister of Lex Luthor? But as time went on and Kara became closer and closer to Lena, her reason had changed.
What if she told Lena, and Lena turned against her, not because she was evil, or manipulative… but because Kara had lied? Every day it got harder to tell the truth, every day the thought that Kara had been lying so long Lena would never forgive her grew stronger.
She choked and pressed her other hand to the icy wall. “L… Lena… wait.”
“Goodbye… Supergirl.” Lena murmured, opening a portal and moving to step into it.
“PLEASE!” Kara sobbed, “Please Lena… I’m sorry… I… I’m so sorry… I… I…”
“I love you.”
Lena froze, foot raised to step into the swirling vortex. Kara swallowed and fell silent, clutching her throat as the kryptonite burned the inside of her throat. The tall, black-haired woman turned, face set with fury.
“No, you don’t.” she hissed through her teeth. Her fist was shaking by her hip.
“Lena…”
“No!” Lena shouted, “No more lies!”
She stalked closer and smacked her fist against the cage. “You don’t love me, you never loved me… not even as a friend. I was nothing but a tool to you! You used my money and my resources to get what you want, but you never cared! You never saw me for who I am! You only saw a Luthor! You only saw a threat!”
“Lena… I’m sorry.” Kara cried, “I couldn’t… I couldn’t tell you.”
“Because I’m a Luthor?!”
“Because… because I’m a coward.” Lena whimpered, hugging herself. “I wanted to… every day. But… by the time I knew you, by the time I trusted you, l… loved you, I had been lying so long. I thought… you could never forgive me for lying to you for so long, and then every day made it worse, made me terrified of… losing you.”
Lena’s scowl hadn’t lessened, but her hands weren’t shaking, resting calmly by her sides. “You are a coward.” She hissed, her fury a little less vicious. “but it doesn’t change what you did. You’re a liar. I can’t trust you, and I won’t be made a fool of again.”
“Lena please, I… I can make things right.” Kara pleaded, “I can help you; you don’t have to hurt anyone!”
“I’m not trying to hurt anyone!” Lena snapped. “I’m trying to help them! I’m trying to stop them from hurting each other!”
“You’re taking away their free will.” Kara croaked. “You’re making them slaves.”
“No! No, I’m…” Lena shouted before stopping and calming herself. “I don’t have to explain myself to you.”
“Lena… please.”
“No… no more.” Lena scowled, tugging at one of her sleeves indecisively. “I… I don’t want to keep you here, Supergirl. I know how the kryptonite hurts you… but I can’t let you go. Not unless… Unless I change you.”
Kara’s eyes widened, bloodshot and glowing faintly green. “N… No! No Lena please! You don’t have to do this! You don’t…”
“I… I haven’t tested it.” Lena murmured hesitantly, holding out a simple mechanical orb in the palm of her hand. “but… you’re strong… you’re the strongest woman I know…”
“Lena… please?” Kara croaked, before Lena’s thumb pressed down and a blue flash filled her vision.
-o-o-o-
“Good morning.” Lena smiled, stepping into the press room and taking her spot at the podium. A sea of expectant faces looked back. “I’ve called this press conference to address the accusations that L-corp is responsible for the energy pulse that has effected the population of the earth. To lay the matter to rest for good, they are false. L-Corp had no part in creating or using the device that has pacified the human race, responsibility for that falls solely on me. I created the device, I activated it.”
There was a murmur of surprise from the crowd of reporters, but no one raised their voice, or shouted a question.
Lena’s smile grew a little more confident. “My family’s legacy has always been one of violence, of evil, despite everything I’ve tried to do to change that. But now, global peace has come, and it’s come thanks to me. No one will ever die from war again. A Luthor has ended global conflict, Gun violence, domestic abuse… A Luthor has done what no one else could and ended conflict on this world for good. If there are any sanctions or punishments the world’s governments would like to impose, they know where to find me, but I suggest they take a close look at their nations and decide whether their pride is more important than their people’s wellbeing.”
There was another murmur of confusion and surprise, and then a few questions which Lena cheerfully answered. All in all, everything had gone well and as she made her way back up to her private floor, she wore a wide, victorious smile. She sighed and slipped her jacket off as she stepped into her new penthouse at the top of L-Corp tower, smoothing down her shirt before looking about. “Hello?”
“Lena?” a bubbly voice squeaked. “You’re early!”
Supergirl scampered into view, looking surprised but pleased to see Lena. She was wearing a long shirt and very little else, her cape was hung up right next to Lena’s coat. Lena smiled as Supergirl came close and she brushed some soot off the blonde’s cheek. “What have you been up to? And why can I smell burning?”
Supergirl’s cheeks darkened. “I… I was baking.”
Lena sighed fondly and kissed Supergirl’s nose. “I see.” She stepped out of the entry hall into the main lounge, seeing a tray of very black cookies sitting on the kitchen counter. “Why can’t you follow the recipe?”
“I did follow it.” Supergirl pouted. “I always follow it, but it never works!”
“Of course, dear.” Lena smiled dropping down onto the couch and sighing. Supergirl immediately cuddled into her side, resting her golden-haired head on her shoulder.
“How did the press conference go?”
“Very well.” Lena hummed, twirling some golden locks around her finger. “The world knows it’s peace has come thanks to Lena Luthor.” Supergirl giggled and kissed her cheek.
“I’m so proud, you’ve done such a wonderful thing.”
“Hmmm.” Lena smiled, enjoying the soft kisses Supergirl was placing over her cheek before purring as soft lips latched onto her earlobe. She chuckled quietly and slipped a hand around Supergirl’s waist, enjoying her warm, wet mouth as it sucked on her. Her hand found the Kryptonian’s rump and caressed it lovingly.
“Lena.” Supergirl cooed. “You’re so wonderful… such a hero. I think you’ve earned some very special attention tonight.”
“Oh, have I?” Lena asked, smirking as Supergirl nibbled her lower lip.
“Go to the bedroom, I have a surprise.” The blonde grinned, her face lighting up with glee. Lena paused at the sight, still smiling, and stroked a rosy cheek with her palm. The doubts she’d had about what she’d done to Kara were fading, but they rose to the surface every now and again. Kara was happy, she rationalised, and the world was a better place. Still, it was easier to think of her lover as Supergirl than as Kara Danvers, the person she had once been.
“Don’t keep me waiting.” She growled in a quiet, sultry tone.
“Never.” Supergirl promised.
Lena slipped the shirt off her back and sighed happily, admiring herself in the mirror before shedding the rest of her clothes and lying back on the bed.
Supergirl didn’t keep her waiting, as promised. She paused and posed in the doorway, wearing an eager grin and a slight blush as Lena admired her. She’d replaced her suit with dark red lingerie that hugged her figure snugly. Fine lace cupped her breasts with a sleek bustier, a simple garter belt was draped over her hips, looped into her stockings. Her arms were covered by thin gloves that left her magnificent biceps bare. She wore a neat choker with the crest of the house of El printed on it, squeezing gently around her slender neck. Lena bit her lips and turned her attention to Supergirl’s surprise.
The dildo was black and glossy, locked into a series of shiny silver rings and strong black straps. Kara toyed with it for a moment before showing a wide, sultry smile. “What do you think?”
“I think my dearest girlfriend has been using my credit card.” Lena smirked. “And that I will have to have words with her about that once she’s finished putting her tongue as far inside me as it will go.”
Supergirl raised a golden eyebrow and braced her arms on either side of the doorway. “Are you giving me an order, miss Luthor?” Lena blushed and sat up slightly, eyes watching as Kara tensed her muscles.
“Supergirl…” Lena stammered as Kara slowly prowled closer, eyes glowing slightly as if she were about to use her heat-vision. “K… Kara?” she squeaked again, raising her hands and pushing back against the Kryptonian woman crawling towards her over the bed. The blonde paused, looming over her with a wide, knowing grin.
“I love it when you get all flustered.” Supergirl giggled, gently placing her palm on Lena’s cheek and guiding her head upwards. Lena’s lips parted instinctually, her eyes squeezing shut as Kara’s brushed against her. Kara gripped her tight as they kissed, her hand slipping into the silky black locks of Lena’s hair. Lena’s hands moved to Kara’s hips, fingers pressing against rock-hard skin without so much as the slightest effect. A low, dominant purr escaped Kara’s throat as she pulled back, flashing a wide grin down at the blushing Luthor. “Would you like to be on top tonight?” she asked softly, walking her fingers down Lena’s chest through the valley of her cleavage. “Or… should I take care of you?” Lena’s blush was as red as Kara’s lips and Supergirl smiled, resting herself to Lena’s side and letting her hands roam.
“I… if only National City could see us now.” Lena whispered breathlessly. “A super and a Luthor… lovers.”
“Hmm,” Supergirl chuckled, nuzzling against Lena’s neck and peppering her pale skin with kisses that left soft red prints of lipstick in their wake. Her palm pressed against Lena’s belly and slipped softly downwards, spreading her legs and cupping the wetness between them before sliding two fingers into the aching petals.
Lena’s cry of arousal brought more soft laughter from Kara’s lips, her bright blue eyes staring down at her love with nothing but adoration. She drank in every slight movement Lena made, every tiny sigh, every curl of her lips, every crease of her brow and every wrinkle of her nose. Lena was so beautiful… and so perfect, how had she ever been afraid of her? She was the best person in the universe, so kind and loving and gentle. Kara loved her with all her heart, with her body, mind and soul. She didn’t care Lena had created this perfect life by erasing her free will, wiping away her defiance and pride and independence and leaving behind a content, peaceful facsimile of the woman Kara had once been. All that mattered was that Lena was happy.
“Ahn!” Lena groaned as Kara’s fingers curled inside her, biting her lip and draping her arms around Kara’s neck. “D… don’t… stop.”
“Wasn’t planning to.” Supergirl smiled, pressing her forehead to Lena’s and drinking in the gasps and moans that drifted from her lips. For her, it was a perfect night. Lena’s body against her, Lena’s voice crying her name, Lena’s perfume invading her senses, Lena’s bedsheets caressing her skin.
Lena’s dark lip met Kara’s in a hungry, desperate kiss. Her tongue pressed against Kara’s, trying adorably to fight against her but being soundly pushed back into her place. She whimpered as the kiss broke, lips still parted, startling green eyes staring up into Supergirl’s. The blonde beamed down at her and placed a kiss on her cheek before moving. Slowly, teasingly, Supergirl slid herself down Lena’s body, placing the odd kiss on her breast, belly and thigh before taking firm grip behind Lena’s knees and forcing her lover’s legs upwards.
The Luthor bit her lip as she found herself with her head between her knees, her legs splayed wide and folded upwards, so the puffy, desperately wet mound of her womanhood was easily accessible, glistening in the low light. Supergirl gently blew against her opening and Lena quivered, placing her palms on her groin and holding her breath as Kara inched closer and closer to her sex.
“Ohhh, Supergirl!” Lena cried as Kara’s lips pressed snug to her womanhood, the Kryptonian’s tongue flicking her pearl before stroking down the length of her folds. The Blonde laughed quietly and stroked one hand down Lena’s leg to her rear, gripping a round cheek firmly and driving her tongue deep into the Luthor’s snatch.
The howls of lust that Lena let out over the next minutes rolled through the luxurious apartment, almost rattling the glass of the wide windows that looked out over National City. Dainty, ringed hands clung to glorious golden locks as Lena moaned trembled. The Luthor’s long legs shook as they stuck up in the air, her muscles straining as her body was wracked with pleasure. She was close, so very very close. Kara’s tongue was so phenomenal it was hard for Lena to believe she had never been with another woman before. How was this spectacular pussylicker even vaguely straight?
“Ha… hah, what are you… doing?” Lena whined as Kara’s tongue moved away from throbbing cunt. The blonde kissed her rump sweetly and made her way up her leg to the crook of her knee. Lena giggled as the blonde’s mouth tickled her, but she had been so focussed on Kara’s lips, she’d forgotten about the toy nestled against the Kryptonian’s hips. “Kara!” she yelped, suddenly feeling the head of the dildo slide against her.
Lena moaned as Kara pressed between her petals, hands reaching out to take the Blonde’s shoulders as Supergirl sheathed herself inside her. “K… Kara.” She moaned again; voice heavy with lust as she was filled. Supergirl hummed and reached out to her, cupping a cheek and pressing a thumb against Lena’s lips.
“I love you.” she breathed as the Luthor suckled on her thumb. “I love you so much Lena. You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met. You’re so powerful and so intelligent and so beautiful. You’re my hero… I’m so happy to be yours.”
“M… mine.” Lena groaned, arcing her spine and pressing herself tight to Kara’s muscular belly. “You promise?”
“Forever.” Kara purred into her ear, pushing herself between Lena’s legs and growling lustfully as they crossed behind her back. Lena groaned at Supergirl’s thrusts and clung to her desperately, her neatly-cut nails scraped uselessly off Kara’s traps. She couldn’t remember feeling more aroused, being as wet as she was now as Kara forced the thick rubber into her again and again.
“Kara!” she squeaked, pressing her face against Supergirl’s throat as she came, her body trembling and quivering. She was sopping, gushingly wet as the Kryptonian’s thrusts slowed, her fingers moving from Lena’s legs to her ribs. As Lena rode the high of her climax, Kara just held her, lips tight against her temple, breasts against her own. When Lena fell back from her, she just smiled and cuddled her close, tugging the covers over them with a quiet loving purr.
“Good?” Kara asked, puppy-dog eyes eager to know how well she’d performed. Lena bit her lip and nuzzled closer to the blonde, basking in the bliss and Kara’s warm, sweat-licked skin. It was enough of an answer for Kara, who wrapped her arms around Lena and kissed her temple. “Love you.”
Hours later, Lena still lay awake, staring at the night sky and the glowing lights of National City outside her window. Kara’s arms were around her; her body was still thrumming with pleasure and her bed was so warm and soft she fell like she was sinking right into it. Things should have been perfect.
Why did it all feel so hollow? Why couldn’t she just enjoy the love of the woman she cared about most in the brand-new utopia she’d single-handedly built?
She rolled over under Kara’s arm to a sleepy grunt from the Kryptonian. She looked peaceful, content. Lena sighed and reached up to trace the subtle curve of her cheek before scowling. It wasn’t Kara, it was Supergirl, the convenient mask she’d put over the vacuum Kara had left.
It wasn’t just that Kara Danvers was gone, that she’d been functionally erased from existence by Lena’s demand for her to be Supergirl full-time, it was that no one other than her cared. Jimmy Olsen, Nia Nal, J’onn J’onzz, even her own sister Alex! No one seemed to care that Kara Danvers had vanished off the face of the earth. All it had taken was for her to say that Kara was too busy for them and they’d left her alone. No questions, no fighting, one dismissal and that was that. No more Kara.
Why couldn’t she just be happy? She had everything she’d ever wanted.
“What is it, Lena?” Kara whispered.
“Nothing.”
The blonde sighed and wrapped her arms around her, kissing her forehead. “Why are you sad? Everything’s perfect.”
“I’m just… I thought this would make me feel… better.” Lena admitted quietly. “I fixed everything, I saved thousands of lives… I’ve got you.”
“So why aren’t you happy?” Kara frowned, stroking her hair.
“I don’t know… I think I’m just broken.” Lena whispered.
Kara smiled gently and kissed her cheek before rolling to one side. “You’re not broken, Lena, you’re perfect.” She said, reaching for something on her side of their bed. “But I can help you anyway, just like you fixed me.”
Lena saw the orb in her lover’s hands just an instant before Kara’s thumb pressed downwards, her gasp of shock dying in her throat as bright blue light filled the room.
-o-o-o-
“Good mooooorning.” Supergirl cooed, hovering over Lena as the dark-haired woman groaned and rolled onto her back.
The Luthor cracked one green eye open and smiled sleepily, arching her back under the covers and mewing with contentment. “That’s a nice sight to wake up to.”
Kara giggled and floated upwards a little as Lena propped herself up on her elbows. She was only wearing a loose, dainty nightdress that fluttered around her as she effortlessly hung in mid-air. “How long have you been awake?”
“Long enough to make you breakfast!” Supergirl beamed, presenting a small tray with a steaming mug of coffee and an omelette balanced on it.
Lena smiled as Kara lay the tray in her lap and craned her neck to kiss the Kryptonian blonde. “Thank you, love.”
“You’re welcome.” Kara sang, zipping upwards out of reach and giving Lena a good view up her skirt as she went. “I have a surprise for you!”
“Hmm?” Lena asked, cradling her coffee and smiling at Kara’s good mood.
“Alex and Kelly are coming over for lunch.” Kara purred, “So… we’ve only got a few hours to enjoy our lazy morning.”
“Seems like you’ve planned out everything.” Lena said quietly, watching as Kara landed at the foot of the bed and disappeared under the covers.
“You seemed so sad last night, so I thought I’d pull out all the stops.” Kara’s muffled voice replied. Lena sighed happily as soft lips worked their way up her leg. She frowned as Kara’s mouth tickled her knee. Had she been sad last night? Why? Everything felt wonderful. She sighed and let out a soft coo as Kara’s lips pressed to her opening. Who cared? Kara had probably just gotten confused.
She set her breakfast aside and stroked her hands over Kara’s scalp as her lover devoured her womanhood. The world was at peace, her home was filled with love, her friends would never hurt her again. Everything was perfect, just perfect.
She’d finally gotten her happily ever after.
Comments
Bluewing
I know exactly what you're talking about.
Dummy
I have no interest in superhero movies, but this was great! Love the knives edge you're balancing in portraying the relationship. McGrath makes me feel things... I just want her to step on me. 😩👠
