"Baaabe," Kara whines. "You promised!"
After letting out a deep sigh, Lena rolls her eyes dramatically. "Can you please keep it respectable? This is the first Gala for the Foundation, so please do not make me wear something inappropriate."
Kara jumps up and down and claps her hands in excitement while she squeals in excitement. She is quick to move to the closet to go rifling for what her girlfriend is going to wear tonight. "Trust me, babe. I promise that you will look drop dead gorgeous."
Lena mutters under her breath, "What a freaking puppy."
"I heard that!" Kara shouts from the walk in closet.
Lena plops onto the bed and leans back on her hands. She rolls her head back and forth to stretch out her neck. She knew she should have never placed that bet, but she was absolutely confident that the hero couldn't have eaten the entire supply of potstickers at the restaurant last week. But to be fair, Lena drank a little too much sake to think properly before agreeing to the bet.
"Up, up!" Kara breaks Lena out of her reverie.
Lena is quick to look around, trying to get a peek at the outfit her girlfriend selected. Her shoulders slump when she doesn't see anything. Kara kneels down on the floor between her legs, rubbing her calves gently. The infamous crinkle is present at the stressed demeanor of the CEO.
"Not yet, Lee. I promise; it's a good one. Just trust me, okay? I know you're nervous and want everything absolutely perfect. And I know that you don't like giving up control, so how about I sweeten the pot? Let me control this... and I'll let you be in control after."
Lena arches a brow dangerously. A smug smirk crosses her face. "You'll let me, huh?"
Kara blushes furiously and casts her gaze down. She gulps slightly before she stutters, "W- well, maybe that was a poor choice in words."
Lena hums as she reaches down to tilt that pretty little head back up. She waits patiently for those crystal blues to meet her eyes. Once they do, she husks out with a playful glint, "Would you like to try again?"
Kara bites her lip as she watches those piercing green eyes look into her very soul. She takes a sharp breath before rushing out, "Fine,Ibegforyoutocontrolmeeverynight."
"And that is one of the things I love about you," Lena quickly reassures her girlfriend. She lets her thumb rub that jawline and gives her a soft smile. After a beat of silence, she continues, "I do trust you, darling. You are right. I'm just so nervous. I need this to go well to get the Foundation up and running comfortably. I'm sorry for it seeming like anything else."
Kara turns her face and kisses Lena's palm. "I know, babe. That's why you should let me take care of you now, and then I can take care of you again later."
The ravenette chuckles lightly at the poor attempt from Kara to waggle her eyebrows. She lets out a contented sigh, letting her fingertips scratch her girlfriend's scalp. "I would greatly appreciate that, darling. Thank you."
Kara grins stupidly up at the woman she loves. She spends a few more moments kneeling in front of her, basking in her adoration and love. She lets out a long controlled breath before breaking the moment. She moves up to her feet and holds out her hand. Lena delicately slips her fingers into that strong palm and allows herself to be pulled up into that strong hunk of a Kryptonian woman. She can feel Kara's warm breath on her cheek. She traces the tip of her nose along the blonde's before placing a gentle kiss on the corner of Kara's mouth.
"No funny business, otherwise we won't have time to get ready properly," Kara practically moans out.
Lena moves her mouth to Kara's ear. Her hands wander down to grip that narrow waist. She nips at it playfully before whispering, "I don't know what you mean. That was perfectly innocent."
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Short StoryJust another SuperCorp simp writing some short stories with some crossovers involved. Some smut, some fluff, some wishful fantasies. I will take suggestions, so feel free to DM or leave comments. I hope you all enjoy!! When I'm feeling motivated, I...