Lena sighed as she made it to her building, riding the elevator up to her penthouse suite. Alex and she had touched base briefly while Supergirl was occupied, but once the alien menace was lying in defeat, and sadly dead, Kara was nowhere to be found. Lena didn't know what to expect, but part of her thought Kara would come right back and give Lena a piece of her mind. That did not turn out to be the case.
She was surprised again when she entered her home and found it empty. It seemed her plan had backfired, and Kara was going to possibly cut her off as she had done with her sister. Lena frowned, kicking off her shoes and going right to her bathroom, finding some ibuprofen and checking out the marks on her neck. She didn't even want to see the rest of her body, aware there were likely many bruises scattered over her flesh.
She pulled her hair out of its ponytail, walking back into her bedroom and plopping onto it. She curled up around a pillow, one that still smelled very much like Kara. She bit her lip, her nervous habit getting her every time. Lena let her fatigue overwhelm her, falling asleep despite the worry settling into her heart.
Kara had worn herself out as much as she wanted, flying around the planet until finally feeling her rage quench. That alien had been a nice stress reliever, Kara enjoying pummeling him into the ground. However, she was still feeling frustrated by her lover's words from earlier in the day.
She ground her teeth at the thought. How dare Lena? Kara had half a mind to put Lena in her place right then and there, but she knew Lena's game. She knew her girlfriend was a mastermind, and if Lena wanted to play hardball, then Kara knew she'd have to play her game... and just play it better.
She had never felt like this before, about anyone. The couple had officially been together for 8 months, the first month a bit of a juggle as they had to overcome their initial problems after the Lillian Luthor incident.
But once they had worked through the hurt and distrust, the pair found themselves in quite the loving and healthy relationship. Kara trusted Lena, felt safe with her, and knew she was a strong, brave and brilliant young woman. Lena was formidable, much like Kara was, though both in very different ways. Kara smirked at the thought. If people only knew the Luthor was paired up with a Super, people would really be awe-stricken.
Kara had attractions before, but she shivered as she thought of the first time they made love, how soft and supple Lena felt under her touch. And Lena wasn't wrong. Kara had been frustrated. It was always frustrating, restricting, to have to constantly temper herself and hold herself back, whether it was walking around National City or making love with her partner. Kara wanted to just let go, and she knew Lena knew this. The woman was goading her. Kara was used to being in control physically, simply because it was her natural state, but now... that didn't need to remain an option....
Kara rolled her shoulders as she pushed through the sky to go over to Lena's place. As much as she didn't want to give up her power to Lena, she knew the woman was right. Kara smiled though. That was why Lena was all hers, the one person she could trust, and the only one she would. Lena understood her and it's why Kara found herself so possessive over the woman. She wouldn't let anyone come near her, especially Alex, who seemed hell bent on controlling her and ruining her fun.
The city worshipped her, and over time, they'd worship her and Lena both, together.
She quickly entered Lena's place from the balcony, her lover installing a fingerprint entry system just for Kara. The Kryptonian quickly ate and hydrated, then moving into Lena's room, the girl clearly exhausted as she had fallen asleep in her work clothes. Kara moved gently, sitting on the bed, tugging Lena's pants off to help her get more comfortable. Lena stirred slightly.
"Kara?" she mumbled.
"It's me," the Kryptonian replied gently.
Lena kept forgetting, in moments like this, Kara was under the influence of Red-K. The woman was stroking her fondly, Lena rolling onto her back, letting Kara slide of her pants. Lena wasn't sure what she was expecting, but the kind. gentleness was certainly not it.
