Reincarnated as Supergirl (YJ / Kara Zor-El (Comics))

Chapter 47.5 - NSFW

Kara woke up feeling a soft touch on her back. Her heart nearly exploded in her chest and her muscles momentarily locked in fright as she struggled between turning around to blast whoever was attacking her and pretending to be asleep to gather information.

Then her other senses started registering in her mind, the pleasant scent of the floral soap, the familiar heartbeat, even the way the fingers traced her skin. Releasing a long breath, Kara relaxed back on the bed.

"I apologize, I did not mean to startle you Kara," Kori whispered, sitting beside her on the bed.

"Ugh," Kara felt her aching muscles protesting as she pushed herself on her side to glare at her friend. "Kori, I wanted to sleep until the next day."

"It is the next day, Kara," Kori said, using her fingers to push a strand of hair away from Kara's face. "Please, are you feeling alright?"

Kara just groaned, she wasn't exactly a stranger to pain anymore, but it had been a long time since she had felt, well, tired, at least for more than a few minutes. That entropy blast had really taken a toll on her.

Grabbing the blanket, Kara pulled her legs to her chest and curled into a ball, burying her face into the pillow. "Nope, my body is aching all over and I feel like I've just fought ten rounds with Wonder Woman, I'm staying in bed today."

"I see, in that case I shall inform Master Diana I can not train this day," with a light push, Kori floated away from the bed.

"Kori, wait!" Kara grasped for her girlfriend, but the Tamaranean was already beyond her reach and, despite being fully awake by the scare, she REALLY didn't want to get up. "Ugh."

From the door, Dexter gave her a judgemental look, his narrowed eyes telling her she shouldn't be so lazy, or maybe he just wanted her to get up and feed him, either one of those.

Looking at her computer on the other side of the room, Kara pointed with a hand, trying to pull it closer. Unfortunately, laziness wasn't a part of the emotional spectrum.

Giving up, Kara lowered her arm and looked through the walls, staring at the sun for a moment to see it was still early morning. Turning away from the cat, she covered her head with the blanket and attempted to fall back asleep without much success.

"I have returned!" Kori said, jumping on top of the bed.

"Nooooo," Kara protested, feeling her coverings being pulled away in a heartless manner, turning to glare at the Tamaranean, but stopping when she realized Kori only wore a sport's bra and a thin pair of panties. "Why?"

"After much research, I have found that performing the manipulation of soft tissues is very beneficial for such pain," Kori explained while ignoring Kara's glare. "Do not worry, Friend Troia has taught me how to perform such things."

"Oh she did, huh? And just when did the two of you get such good relationship?" Kara asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice as she thought about the Amazoness touching HER girlfriend.

"We have been sparing often," Kori answered without a hint of worry. "Now, remain in this position."

With a fast movement, Kori straddled her back, letting Kara feel the heat from her body. A moment later, the Tamaranean had taken off Kara's bra and spilled a thin thread of oil on her back, the cold making her draw a sharp breath.

Soon, Kara felt Kori's warm hands starting to spread the oil on her back, pressing down on her muscles in a... very pleasant manner. Rao, she should act spoiled more often, being pampered felt great.

Unable to help herself, Kara let out a small moan as Kori's fingers dug under her shoulder blade, pressing on a particularly bothersome ache and steadily drawing up towards her neck.