Another Wednesday morning. Class had been cancelled in advance, so instead Lena and Kara arranged to meet at the Earth 2.0 cafe around noon. Kara is already there waiting for Lena with a ginger kefir, doodling in her notebook.
"Kara, Kara, Kara," Kara looks up from her notebook to smile and watch Lena walk up to her. "Kara, darling, you would not believe what just happened," Lena says as she wraps her arms around Kara to give her a hug and then settles on the stool next to her.
"Please enlighten me, you sound ecstatic."
"Because I am!" Lena is practically beaming, her voice louder and higher than usual. She takes a deep inhale and sighs it out through her mouth, a relief washes over her face.
"Okay, okay, spill it."
"So, I told you I was invited to this innovative women's conference right."
"Yes, and I still don't understand why I wasn't, because hello..." Kara rolls her eyes and puts both hands in the air. Lena chuckles. "Not the point, babe." Kara cocks her head to the side to pout. "I know," she whispers.
"Yes, so they just sent around the abstracts of all the speakers. One of them came in the form of a video, which I just watched, and," Kara sees a blush creeping on Lena's face. Lena continues, but adjusts her volume as if she does not want to be overheard: "this woman's abstract was a meditation practice, and I had no clue what it was going to be about, so I just went with it, and then before I knew it, I was having this out-of-this-world orgasm, behind my desk, can you imagine?!"
I can, yes, I imagine that on a daily basis, thanks for asking, Lee. Kara swallows hard. Lena is looking at her with an intense look in her eyes, looking directly into her eyes, while she continues: "I mean, I did not even touch myself. Imagine if I would, at work!! What if Jess walked in, they should have added a disclaimer: Do not follow these instructions in public." Kara started laughing. Anything to put thoughts aside of Lena coming hard behind her shining white desk. Lena bites her lip, smiling at Kara. That look. Kara freezes to readjusts her glasses and get a hold of herself. "You should watch it, Kara. It is absolutely life changing." Lena sounds serious. Kara does not know what to respond, so she just raises an eyebrow instead. You think?
"Yes, I am curious about what you think! Besides, you are an investigative reporter, right? Doesn't this spark your professional curiosity as well?"
"Haha, you are selling it now, aren't you..." So, how am I going to dodge this? Before having to formulate an answer on that thought, Lena flips out her phone.Here we go. Kara's phone buzzes on the table.
"Sent." Lena looks at her with an smug smile.
"So... I will have a look at this later, when I am in the comfort of my own apartment, I am sure you understand."
"What a disappointment, Kara, I was hoping for you to listen to it here. Hell, I even brought you some earphones, you know, I was hoping for a little 'When Lena met Kara'."
Kara cannot hide her smile. This is what she loves about Lena. They have seen stranger things happening at this hippy dippy cafe and Lena knows it. She decides to play along, knowing this might as well be another blue ball experience, but she knows Lena means no harm, besides she is too addicted to the thrill of flirting with Lena to decide otherwise. "How about you tell me about your experiences with this first, then we'll see if I am having what you're having."
"Are you sure you are challenging me Kara? You know I cannot say no to a challenge. Are you sure your ears can handle this?" I am sure it is not my ears are at stake here. Lena scoots her stool closer to Kara's. She turns around to face Kara's ear, spreading her legs to make space for for Kara's stool in between her legs. Her body inches away from Kara's, her lips inches away from her ear. It is getting hot in here.
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Hey yoga girl | Supercorp
Fanfiction*originally posted on fanfiction.net* Lena and Kara take weekly yoga classes together. Kara's POV. Lena appreciation/admiration. Supercorp flirtations. Loosely inspired by an awesome tune with the same title.