Supercorp Oneshots

Dominant

Warning: this chapter is pretty much smut so yeah. You've been advised.

Lena's POV

Kara was looming over my almost naked body. She had me pinned to the bed. We'd been fumbling around beforehand, in a bid to get me undressed as I was refusing. Clearly, Kara had won. During her attempts, we'd sent pillows flying, scrunching up the bed sheets, making her room look like somewhat of a mess. It was cluttered as it was, with little trinkets and what not, but with a messy bed too, the room looked like a right state.

"You know I'm stronger than you baby, there's no point fighting me," Kara mocked with a seductive wink.

"Fucking try me," I grunted, trying my hardest to fight back.

Kara was enjoying every second of this. The smirk plastered all over her face told me so. She knew I stood no chance, but she liked watching me humiliate myself. I squirmed underneath her, trying my hardest to break free of her grasp, although nothing I tried worked. She had her fingers locked around my wrists, pressing them deep into the mattress. The more I moved, the tighter she held.

Her face inched closer to mine, lowering herself down to my ear. "What did I say, Lena? You don't stand a chance," she hushed.

I gulped at the sound of her words. No matter how she speaks, no matter what she says, Kara sounds like an angel. Just her voice alone is enough to turn me on, which indeed, it was...

"Fuck," I gasped, as my only reply.

A warm breath brushed across my neck. Her lips locked onto my skin. A faint moan trailed out from my mouth, trying my hardest to keep quiet. Kara took me off guard. Just moments ago, we were play-fighting. Now, the room was growing hot, intense from the rising passion. It's not often that I see this side to Kara. She's a smart, diligent, respectable, obedient and quite frankly, a sweet and caring reporter. Maybe this sexy, dominant side was the Supergirl in her, or just simply a new side to Kara all together. Whatever it was, I liked it. I liked it a lot.

Thinking about what she was going to do to me filled my cheeks with red. Suddenly, I could no longer look at the girl on top of me. My head turned to the side as I averted my eyes away from her gaze.

"Awww, is Lena getting embarrassed?" Kara chuckled. "Are you imagining all the different ways I'm going to fuck you senseless?" Her tone was different this time, more harsh with less mocking.

"Kara?!" I exclaimed. The sudden swear word had startled me.

"Just because English isn't my first language, doesn't mean I don't know how to swear." Her mocking tone was back. "I pick up a lot from you, you know."

She raised her eyebrows at me in the most goddamn sexy way. I couldn't help but look back up at her. She had me right where she wanted me; weak and vulnerable. Not my usual traits, considering I'm a stern and hard-headed business woman. Around Kara though, I'm a different person. She knows how to change me in ways that others simply cannot, and I loved it. I loved her.

"I'd hate to think I'm being a bad influence on you, baby."

"Not at all, Miss Luthor."

The way she addressed me was almost as if to say 'know your place, bitch'. She was authoritative with me, exerting her power by calling me Miss Luthor. Damn was it hot.