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Caught Red Handed

AN: I'm not "back back," but only like... half back? I've still got over 2 months left of the semester, but for once, I was ahead on homework with an extended weekend off work and half caught up on sleep. Hopefully, this is just as good as what I was writing before. I'll be honest; this is published without any proofing or re-reading. Hope y'all enjoy.

When Lena gets Kara's text about missing dinner, she is only minorly disappointed. She's decides to focus on the part of her that is a bit happy that they can have a nice night at home. And since she will have time without the heroine around, she finally has a chance to do what she's been dying to do. She even leaves work at a reasonable hour to go home so she has even longer before her girlfriend gets home.

As soon as she is through the door at the penthouse, she quickly sheds her coat and drops her purse on the table. She practically skips to their bedroom to go digging in their closet. She can't believe she just made this discovery a couple weeks ago. She's quick to strip down to her underwear set before fishing the items she is so eager to wear.

Kara's exhausted. She's been flying all over National City all day because the criminals decided that this lovely Friday night is a wonderful time to cause some trouble. She had been stuck going from call to call with barely enough time to text her girlfriend that she was going to miss out on their dinner reservations. She's so ready to cuddle in their bed and down a tub of ice cream with 50 orders of potstickers.

Kara flies right to their balcony and lets out a sigh of contentment to be home. She doesn't see Lena immediately, so she quietly tiptoes to their bedroom thinking that she might already be asleep after a long week at the Luthor Foundation. When she takes a single step in, she freezes. Her jaw drops. She rubs her eyes for a moment, wondering if her exhaustion is making her actively hallucinate. But that brief thought is proven incorrect when her girlfriend squeaks and tries to hide her body behind her arms.

With a smug grin, Kara teases her girlfriend. "Well, well, well... what do we have here?"

Lena tries to bolt into the walk-in closet to hide, but her superpowered girlfriend blocks the path in the blink of an eye.

"It's- it's not what it looks like!" Lena practically pleads.

"Then, what - pray tell - are you doing in..." Kara's eyes wander down as she lets out a airy, dreamy sigh, "this."

Lena clears her throat in a less than subtle manor. "My eyes are up here, darling."

Kara lets out a hum like she didn't quite hear her.

Lena smirks as her fingers grip Kara's jaw to tilt her head up. Blue eyes snap back up to green after one last lingering look at Lena's... assets.

"I am not complaining. I'm actually thrilled about this," her eyes wander down again. "...but what exactly are you doing in my old Supergirl suit?"

Lena's mouth opens and clicks shut several times as she whines just a bit while she tries to speak coherently. Kara takes the opportunity to eye her girlfriend up and down. The suit was tight on her, and it's no secret that her girlfriend is definitely more... curvaceous. The material is practically painted onto Lena with her breasts spilling over in the neckline. It almost looks like it's a corset instead of a shirt. The skirt rides up much, much higher than it ever did on her. Lena is absolutely hot in her suit.

Kara takes Lena's hand in her own as she makes her twirl slowly to enjoy all the angles. She smiles when her girlfriend starts giggling in response. She does not keep her eyes to herself as she husks out, "Seriously, Lee. I'm not mad about this at all. I wish we would have thought of this earlier."