An Ocean of Fire- Supercorp AU

36- An Ancient Tapestry

A particularly cold winter morning was fogging the windows of a cabin, nestled beside a lake and standing tall in the shadow of a mountain. Frost had turned the grass into stiff, cold ice that snapped beneath the hard-soled boots of a knight with thick blond hair and a deep maroon cloak.

A bundle of wood was piled in her arms, and her free hand tugged the rich material of her cloak around her shoulders as she made her way across the field that was starting to glow with the morning sun. She closed her eyes and welcomed its blaze across her face, inhaling deeply, before trudging the rest of the way to the front door.

She pushed it open and shut it tightly behind her, letting in as little breeze as possible. A brief glance at the loft above the quaint kitchen showed no signs of stirring, despite the early morning sun glinting through the expansive windows. Kara gently settled the pile of logs beside the stone fireplace and stacked several inside, before lighting it quickly and dropping to the stool beside the hearth with a huff, reaching down for the laces on her boots.

"You better not have tracked more mud in here, Kara Zor-El... it took me hours to get it out of the rug yesterday."

A soft, sleepy voice drifted down from the bed that was settled against the far wall of the loft, and a slow smile crept across the Kryptonian's face as she tugged off her boots and tossed them beside the rack next to the front door. She glanced down at the soft, worn rug beneath her feet and made sure it was mud-free before tugging off her cloak and hanging it on the hook above the shoes.

She set a kettle full of water over the fire before padding her way up the stairs to the loft.

A pile of blankets was tugged up around pale, alabaster shoulders. A mess of curling black hair splayed out across a fluffy pillow, a sharp and beautiful face pressed into it cozily. Lena was face-down on the bed, just as she'd left her, her fingers gently tangled in the sheets where she'd been clutching them the night before. Light purple marks trailed down her neck and shoulder, and Kara sat beside her carefully and set to work tracing them with kisses.

"Mmmm... cold lips," came the soft mumble.

Kara nuzzled her face down the center of Lena's spine, nosing down the blankets, before settling her attention on the soft expanse in the small of her bank.

Lena moaned and buried her face deeper into the pillow, drawing her bottom lip between her teeth.

"Kara."

"Hmm?"

A sharp inhale cut her off as teeth found the sensitive skin, and Lena reached down to tug on the shoulder of Kara's tunic. It distracted her enough to allow Lena to flip onto her back, but all she accomplished was giving Kara's teeth access to her hipbone.

"Kara!"

Hands tangled in blonde hair and pulled hard, and the Kryptonian finally relented, pressing laughing kisses up a soft belly, between breasts, and finally landing on pink lips.

Lena's eyes traced the soft features of the face hovering above hers, and she reached up, cupping cold-reddened cheeks and running her thumb across kiss-swollen lips. Kara pressed a kiss to the pad of her thumb and Lena's heart jumped.

Her chest felt like a wellspring of something she'd never felt before, something that made her feel like she was going to float off the mattress. It sent tingles racing across her skin and pricked tears in the corners of her eyes. She stammered the beginning of a sentence, unsure of the words that needed to come out of her mouth, but in that exact moment the kettle began to whistle and Kara was pressing a kiss to her forehead and stepping back down the stairs and she'd missed her chance.