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Lena grinned and held her wine glass up, accepting Jack’s careful toast. Their glasses chimed clearly in the upscale restaurant against the soft murmur of conversation. She had agreed to meet him for dinner to celebrate his success with a breakthrough in the nanotechnology they had originally been researching together. A waiter passed by with a tray of immaculately constructed small plates and Lena looked forward to the appetizers Jack had ordered.
“Thanks for coming.” he murmured and leaned back into his seat, ever suave.
The fine black cashmere sweater was masterfully tailored to his slender frame and his full dark beard was perfectly trimmed. He had even let his hair grow into an attractive coife, even if Lena thought it made him look older than he was.
“I know L-Corp’s very demanding.” He quipped, raising his glass and then deviated into a teasing grin.
Lena shot him a really look. “I do enjoy it, you know.” And then tacked on with a bit of chagrin. “For what it’s worth.”
“You always loved a challenge. You look stunning, by the way.”
She had heard him say those very words many times a long time ago. But this time all she could hear was a kind compliment. There was no drawl to his voice, no heavy look in his eye. When he had asked her to dinner he had insisted it was as a friend . She could tell that he was serious in that endeavor. He missed her friendship, and Lena missed having him as a friend too.
Lena opened her mouth to answer him, feeling affectionate and truly comfortable for the first time that day-
“Oh my god !”
The sudden and a little too loud proclamation of extremely fake surprise caught the both of them off guard. Lena could feel her happy smile slide off her face and her stomach lurch as she turned and stared at one Kara Danvers and her friend Mike approaching with wide grins. She heard Jack stifle an annoyed sigh.
“Are you guys eating here? We’re eating here!”
Lena almost physically cringed when Kara pointed enthusiastically to her partner with both hands, and they both exclaimed we’re eating here together as if on cue. She was crushing hard on Kara, and dare she say falling in love with her? But this . Was a little embarrassing.
“What a complete and utter coincidence.” Lena bit out around a toothy smile as fake as Kara’s surprise.
“Miss Danvers.” Jack greeted with his own polite smile.
“ Yeah , this is my boyfriend, Mike.” Kara drawled, but something felt off about it. But-
Boyfriend ?
Something curdled in Lena’s chest in the general vicinity of her heart. Something that felt a lot like disappointment. Since when did Kara have a boyfriend ? Jack shot her an exasperated look and rose to his feet to greet them.
“MIKE!” The conventionally attractive man exclaimed with his hand outstretched to Jack, then calmed himself and repeated his name slower for whatever reason. “Mike.”
As Kara passed behind Mike she gave Lena the widest false grin she had ever seen. It didn’t come close to even reaching her eyes and it reminded her of the popular girls in MIT that put up with her because of her name.
“I specially asked to be the handsomest guy in the restaurant tonight.” Jack took Mike’s hand and smiled a little wider with the barest hint of warmth. He was being far more civil than Lena wanted to be.
Mike chuckled and pointed at him just as enthusiastically as Kara had a moment before. “He’s charming!”
“Do you mind if we join?” Kara draped her folded coat over the back of a nearby chair and pulled it up to the table.
“Oh, uh-” Jack bit back a grimace.
“ I’m gonna sit here .” Mike exclaimed and rounded the table to Jack’s right.
Great .
This was just great. Lena was thrown for a loop so badly she felt as if she were in a bad network TV show.
Lena leaned in close, nearly hissing. “ Kara, I appreciate the rescue but it’s not necessary .”
“ That’s what friends are for .”
She had whispered the stinging words right back to her with another uncomfortable smile. Lena thought she saw something in her piercing eyes but it was gone in a heartbeat.
Well .
Lena strained to hold her smile and straightened back up, hoping Kara could feel her annoyance rolling off of her. She twisted her fingers in her napkin as she saw Kara lean forward and plant her elbows on the table. It made the years of cotillion Lillian had put her through scream in frustration.
“So! Jack. How’s the Biomax rollout going?”
“You’re trying to get me in your crosshairs, Miss Danvers?”
“A reporter’s job is never done.”
Lena could hear the quiet warning in Jack’s voice but either Kara didn’t-or she didn’t care.
Mike grinned benignly at the exchange across from her. Lena didn’t know the man, but she didn’t like that he was dating Kara . She swore Kara was just complaining about his inability to operate a copier without running the whole ream of paper through the machine the other day. Had she been lying to her? Or was she lying about their relationship?
“I can respect it. Uh-Biomax is going wonderfully. So far.” The end of Jack’s comment was lost in his wine glass as he finally got to take a sip. He took a large sip.
Kara bobbed her head a little and plowed right into her line of questioning.
“So how did you know it was ready? I will say it was a rather impressive display of pretty graphs and schematics, but it felt a little lacking. Did you, uh, do any trials? Human trials?”
Kara was not subtle . Again, Lena watched Jack remain cool and collected, though he was studying Kara with a meticulous eye. A curious smile started curling around his lips and Lena smoothed her napkin flat over her thigh.
“It’s all public record if you’re curious. Spheerical aims for transparency, working with ethical human rights groups to find the safest path forward. Much like your journalism ethics. Am I correct in that assumption?”
And there was a hint of the smart aleck streak Jack could be. It’s true, all of Spheerical’s research that wasn’t proprietary was open to public consumption. But, Lena realized with a grain of shame, she hadn’t had the time to truly look into the available research either. It would be the perfect opportunity to do so.
“How did you figure it out?” Jack paused and Lena tacked on- “They want to know.”
“Is that the only reason you came?”
And there it was. That scheming little twinkle that Lena knew would spell trouble. Jack was playing a game. He had picked up on something and was about to make things terribly awkward if she didn’t play along. She slapped a heavy look on her face as if she were sizing him up, but lifted the toe of her shoe in a little signal that she would join in on the game.
“No.”
Out of the corner of her eye she saw Mike lean back at her tone, uncomfortable. Kara stiffened even further at her side.
“Uh, okay, so a few months after you left I stayed up all night. And the sun came up and there was a flock of starlings going by… and they were all moving in perfect sync. Like when one turned, all the others turned. And I thought… I’ve made a terrible mistake. I should have gone with her. I’m no good without her .”
Oh .
Out of the corner she saw Kara subtly cross her arms tighter and lift her chin. Oh, she was jealous .
Kara was jealous of Jack.
Lena tried to keep looking at Jack, to keep playing the game, but the realization that the woman she was crushing hard on was jealous she was having dinner with an old friend had her eyes falling to her lap and her heart crawling up into her throat. This was not at all what she was expecting and it made her swing from upset to bewilderingly giddy. She took a steady breath to try and center herself, swallowing thickly against the rise of emotions in her throat just as Jack continued on in a matter-of-fact rush as if he hadn’t just dropped an entire bomb on the table.
“ Then I realized I had been modeling the nanoswarm on the wrong kind of animal. Bees need a base. A queen to revolve around. We’d been trying to make a nanobot into a queen by programming a protective algorithm but-”
Finally, something Lena could actually focus on that wasn’t the speeding spiral of feelings , and sat up quickly towards Jack genuinely surprised with his discovery-
“Oh my god- mumuration .” Of course . How could they have missed something like that?
“Yeah!”
“The nanoswarm-it migrates! It’s-”
“ Yes .”
“-linked AI’s sentient-”
“It’s all controlled through this miracle lab mainframe.” Jack gestured enthusiastically, leaning in as well. Then the twitch of his mustache as he tried his best not to start laughing.
“And I would have never gotten there if I hadn’t been thinking about you .”
It was the final nail in the coffin.
Lena heard Kara stop breathing for a moment, and then the tightening of her fingers on her arms. She could kiss Jack-
“Anyway I was also wondering if-” Kara plowed on, her voice strained and a note of jealousy blaring through each syllable.
“Maybe another time.” Jack cut her off with an annoyed glance before returning his heavy gaze to Lena, clearly tired of them intruding.
Kara made a quiet frustrated sound and leaned in close, grasping at straws.
“Lena are you, um-”
“Yeah. I think Jack and I need to talk.”
Lena kept her eyes locked on Jack. They did need to talk. They needed to talk about whatever the fuck was going on between her and Kara and why he felt it was so important to push everyone’s buttons.
“But-”
“WE. We are out.” Mike mercifully butted in, rising up out of his borrowed chair and rounded the table sedately towards Kara-whose face was twisted into a terrible scrunched close-mouthed smile. “‘Cause nothing gets in the way of romance .”
Lena had to begrudgingly be thankful this tag-a-long had the decency to know when time was up. Kara stifled a frustrated huff through her nose and whipped her jacket off the back of her chair, her face still frozen in her scrunched mask.
“Jack! No, no, no-”
She looked back in time to see Mike wrap his arms around Jack’s towering frame. It made him look young as he stretched his chin up onto Jack’s shoulder. Bless the man, he was entirely bewildered with his hands awkwardly hovering as Mike muttered some enthusiastic guy talk into his ear. It was truly a struggle to keep her face straight, especially while most of her attention was still on Kara as she rose stiffly to her feet and pulled on her jacket.
Mike gave Jack’s back a few hearty slaps and pulled away just as Kara finally softened her expression.
“Good night.”
Lena smiled in an automatic response, something she often found herself doing around Kara. “Night.”
Jack sank back down with a relieved sigh as the couple walked away. They watched them silently as Kara and Mike stopped, spoke for a moment, then Kara took something from him and shook her head and led them away as he did some sort of obnoxious victory clap. Jack patted his hip and sighed again, this time in frustration.
“Fucker stole my pass.”
“Nice view.”
Lena watched Jack peer out into the night, leaning on the frame of her sliding balcony door. She rolled her eyes at him.
“You said that at L-Corp.”
“And?” He turned and pinned her with a sassy look. “It is. National City’s architecture profile is much prettier than Metropolis. In my uneducated opinion.”
Lena rolled her eyes again so he could actually see her do it. Jack chuckled and walked back inside and slipped his hands inside his pockets.
“Okay. Normally when ex’s invite the other back to their home it's for unwise decisions.” He stopped a healthy six feet away and tilted his head down, worry pulling at the corners of his mouth. “Though I feel like I’m here by proxy.”
Guilt dropped heavy into her stomach. “I…”
“She likes you.”
Lena sat down hard on the arm of her couch, fingers twisting tightly in her lap. In three words Jack unravelled the stupid plan she had been mulling about in her head with her two glasses of red.
“Why am I here, Lena?”
There was no disappointment or malice in his question, for whatever reason.
“I like her, but I think I still like you too?”
Even to her own ears it sounded like the worst lie she had ever told. Jack scuffed his stylish boot on the marble and huffed a quiet laugh. He didn’t say anything until he rounded her and sat on the cushion next to her.
“I think you’re lonely and the wine has loosened your tongue.”
“ Ouch .”
“Hey! I am too. Believe me, I get it.” He threw his hands up, a frustrated edge to his voice as his hands slapped back down on his thighs. “I get it. But, uh, no. You don’t like me, not romantically. Not anymore. I’m just a safe choice and you have an itch.”
He was right. God dammit he was right.
“ Fuck , Jacky. I’m sorry.”
“No, I’m sorry too. A little part of me just… I know the itch. It's biting me in the ass right now too-but I don’t want to cock up whatever this weird friendship is we have going.”
He grew quiet. Lena watched him rub his palms over his knees, a nervous tic he could never get rid of.
“Are we? Friends?”
His voice was so small and fuck it broke her heart. Lena untwisted her fingers and poked at his shoulder. He was warm and solid against her fingertip.
“Scooch.”
Jack scooched, giving her just enough room to slide off of the arm of the couch and onto the cushion right next to him. She had forgotten how lanky he was and immediately felt dwarfed. But in a comforting way. Jack was safe. He had always been safe. Lena held her hand out palm up and Jack breathed a sigh of relief, carefully fitting his palm against hers. She covered the back of his hand with her free hand and squeezed him tight just in case he had more second guesses.
“Yes. We are. Friends.”
He slumped a little further into the couch and studied their hands for a long moment, and then-
“Friends that used to fuck.”
“Jack. Please .”
“Sorry.”
Damn the man, he was an ass sometimes. Never meanly, but he knew exactly how to wind her up and inject an inappropriate joke into a serious conversation when he shouldn’t. Lena huffed and patted the back of his hand.
“I would love to have you in my life. But, no. Not romantically.”
Jack nodded and squeezed her hand gently. “It’s alright, love. I can tell you really like her.” And then again- “But I would know why you do want me around, I am dashing and handsome after all.”
Lena groaned at him and let her head fall back onto the couch cushion as he chuckled, covering their hands with his own. A stack of linked heavy hands resting on her thigh.
“Listen. I know you were looking for something with me, and I wouldn’t mind messing around for old time’s sake. You know I wouldn’t.”
She rocked her head to the side to actually look at him, the gentleness in his tone tugging on the thread holding her heart together. His dark eyes were warm and serious.
“What I’m trying to say is, she’s very attractive, and you like her a lot more than I realized.”
Jack gave her hands one last squeeze and let her go.
They sat there in silence for a comfortable moment, glad to have safely gotten past what could have been a horrible tangle. Jack startled her with a sharp well and heaved himself up out of the couch.
“Now. I do have one last terrible idea.”
Ah . Familiar territory. Lena couldn’t help but grin at him.
“You wouldn’t be Jack if you didn’t. What is it?”
“You should totally booty call Supergirl.”
“I’m too old for booty- what did you say ?”
Lena’s poor brain screeched to a halt.
Jack looked at her like she was playing stupid, but it slowly morphed into oh shit as Lena continued to stare at him slack-jaw.
“ Kara ?”
Jack’s eyes were as wide as dinner plates by the time she managed to squeak the other woman’s name out, his lips vanishing as he balled them tightly over his teeth. His shoulders rose up around his shoulders as he slowly started to turn away-
“No, you said Supergirl - Hey-JACK-“
He whirled around with his arms outstretched. “She bent her chair at the restaurant-I thought you knew !”
“ Oh my god .” Lena leaned forward and buried her face in her hands, her elbows digging into the tops of her knees.
Karma. This had to be some sort of cruel karma retribution. She wondered if her ears were ringing or if it was her imagination. Lena heard Jack slowly approach once he realized she wasn’t going to yell and knelt next to her. Lena didn’t know if she wanted to cry or be mad or be ecstatic that she was best friends with Supergirl and apparently they liked each other . Anger was the easiest to latch onto as she lifted her face from her hands.
“First she lied about Mike, then about this ?”
Jack grimaced but met her raised voice with calmer reason.
“Yes, well… can you blame her? You are Lex Luthor’s sister. She has every right to protect herself.”
Mercifully, she couldn’t find fault in that. But-
“That’s not what I’m mad about.”
Jack propped his elbow onto his knee, and then his chin onto his fist. Ever patient and clearly more the wiser since they had last been together and she told him she was going to move to National City.
“How long have you known her?”
Lena deflated completely, accepting that anger was not the correct response.
“A few months? Eight or nine?”
“Okay, so, maybe still playing it safe. It’s a big secret. A little bigger than crushing on your bee-eff-eff, but I digress.”
Lena sank a little further as Jack stood back up, sensing the potential crisis was averted for the time being.
“It may be more than a crush.” She muttered to the carpet, pressing her hands into her cheeks. Makeup be damned, she was having an evening of gut punches. She watched Jack’s foot shuffle.
“So… booty calling is out?”
Lena looked up, thankful to only see kindness and easy ribbing in his eyes.
“Survey says, that’s a terrible idea.”
Jack flashed a broad grin, his teeth bright against his black beard. “Shall we have a drink while you finalize your answer?”
Lena sighed. It could only get messier from here. She refused to think about how it could crash and burn, choosing to vainly hope everything would work out. If she was lucky, there would be nothing to worry about.
“That’s an even worse idea. Liquor cabinet is over there.”
Kara gripped her clutch and keys with white knuckles, her heart in her throat.
Do you want to come over ?
The words were still burned into her retinas.
Of course, she had texted Alex. Who then promptly told her Lena Luthor was asking to hook up and she better think long and hard about what she was doing.
Kara didn’t think long nor hard, and now she was reassessing that maybe she should have. Feelings will do that to you.
So here she was, riding up Lena Luthor’s personal penthouse elevator at ten forty-six at night, dressed in a devastating outfit she had kept on a whim from when Max Lorde had accidentally poisoned her with red kryptonite. A skin tight sleeveless black top with a mock turtleneck that showed off the strong curve of her shoulders, and a skirt just as tight printed with a mosaic pattern of thin white lines. She had even smoked her eye makeup out and fixed her hair wild and wavy. Her intention was to drive any thought of Jack so far out of Lena’s mind she wouldn’t think twice about him. Kara had to preen at her devious plan, her confidence bolstering as she clicked down the foyer to the wide front door. She shoved all caution to the side and raised her arm to knock-
-and the door swung open to reveal Jack .
He looked just as disgustingly suave as he had hours before, but far more relaxed with a low ball of amber alcohol delicately held in his long fingers. For one heart stopping Kara thought she had been duped-until she caught sight of Lena walking through her home over his shoulder. She also had a drink in her hands. But while Jack was calculating, her expression was smoldering and it set her heart racing.
The clink of ice brought her attention back to Jack. Kara lowered her arm and guardedly watched him take a small sip. It wasn’t that she didn’t like the man… she just didn’t know him. Had her impression of him earlier that week been worse she would have turned right around. But something made her stay. He gave her a quick once over, an approving gleam in his eye, and stood to the side.
“Green is not your color, darling. But we can fix that if you like.”
Kara hesitated, at a loss. All of her carefully crafted plans lay in shambles and here was her obstacle inviting her into the home of the woman she was painfully attracted to. Blatantly pointing out her jealousy to her face and then offering something else that didn’t result in a rebuke or scorn was a humbling slap on the wrist. If floors were capable of swallowing people up when embarrassed she would be twenty floors down.
“Come in.”
There was a gentle kindness to his tone, a promise of safety and Kara decided she could at least hear out their offer. She didn’t have anything to lose at this point and she hadn’t gotten all dressed up for nothing. And it didn’t really mean the harebrained things her mind was conjuring up. Kara was never really the one to be reckless, but… tonight felt different.
Kara cleared her throat and strode into the loft, murmuring a polite thank you to Jack as she passed him. She could smell the top tier scotch in his glass and the subtle expensive cologne. The door clicked shut quietly behind her as she strode into the loft, noting the screaming wealth in subtle details of material choice and designer furniture. Lena was standing in the middle of her living room, still in her vermilion dress and sparkly heels. And she was unabashedly drinking Kara in.
“Thank you for coming.”
Jack gave Kara a respectable berth and settled into one of the low white leather arm chairs. Kara looked between the two of them, still not quite sure what was happening and trying not to jump to conclusions. She was failing spectacularly at that and racy thoughts dominated her attention.
“I’m… sorry. I’m a little confused.”
“Don’t be embarrassed, Miss Danvers. There’s no judgment here.” Jack murmured, his gold watch flashing in the low light as he took another sip of his drink.
“I’ve never seen you dressed like this.” Lena commented, slowly approaching. “If looks could kill.”
Kara relaxed a little at her friendly teasing, all signals pointing away from disaster even if she still didn’t know what was going on.
“Well, uh. I had a plan.” She shrugged a shoulder, then pressed her lips together and looked at Jack. “ Had .”
The man grinned, amused. “My apologies for throwing off your game.”
“Would you like to sit? I can get you a drink.”
“I-” Kara looked between the two of them, but since things were trending positive… “-okay.”
“ Good .” Lena breathed, clearly relieved at her acceptance. “Water? Wine? Something stronger?”
“Um, I’ll have what you’re drinking.”
Kara wasn’t really a scotch girl, but she could stomach it. While Jack’s glass had a single perfect sphere of melting ice, Lena’s was neat. She didn’t think she was ready for that much flavor.
“Ice, please.”
Lena gave her an appraising look and clicked away, giving Kara a chance to subtly suck in a steadying breath. Jack was mercifully studying his drink and missed her quick scramble. Kara took the opening to look around Lena’s home as she approached the wide luxurious couch, drinking in all of the little impersonal details. She spotted a few more personal items, but the room by and large read sterile. Somehow it didn’t surprise her that Lena even masked herself in her own home.
“Here you are.”
Kara accepted the drink and perched on the edge of the couch and tried to control her heart rate as Lena made herself comfortable leaning on the tall arm right next to her. She could feel the heat of her body near her bare shoulder and took a small sip of her drink. It wasn’t terrible , she could tell it was an expensive and well crafted vintage without the cheap bite of other bottles Alex drank, but she was used to fruitier and more colorful cocktails. However, instead of politely waiting, her curiosity won out.
“I feel like I’m being interviewed.”
“Not at all.” Jack reassured her.
He opened his mouth to say something else, but his dark eyes flickered to Lena. Instead of continuing he raised his glass to his lips again.
“I didn’t know you were dating Mike.” Lena commented cooly.
Kara grimaced and dropped her head a little, guilt gnawing at the inside of her ribs. It had been a stupid in-the-moment ad lib and she should have known it would come back to bite her in the ass. But now she had a chance to come clean, to look at whatever this was with no ties. She squared her shoulders and raised her chin, finally meeting Lena’s eyes. Kara could see the tinge of hurt, of reckless hope, and she wanted to kick herself.
“I’m not, I’m sorry for lying. He really is just a friend. I wouldn’t have come if he was something more, believe me.”
Out of the corner of her eye she saw Jack relax as if it was his turn to be relieved, and Lena studied her closely. Her cheeks were a little pink but her eyes and words were clear.
“I believe you.”
Which was wonderful -but that still left a few questions unanswered for Kara. She gestured with her glass to Jack, almost afraid to ask.
“Are you…?”
Jack chuckled and drained his glass. Lena blushed a little deeper, her long fingers carefully spinning her glass of scotch as she gave the man an unreadable expression before turning her whole body to face Kara.
“Oh, no.” Her eyes dipped to Kara’s mouth and heat crawled up her spine. “Not romantically.”
Jack levered himself up out of his chair and sauntered towards the liquor cabinet as the cogs spun in Kara’s head. It only took a moment for her to realize what Lena was saying-and suggesting. The crawling heat burned up her spine to her neck and warmed her cheeks, flattered and nervous again all at once. She had never been propositioned so respectfully.
“ Oh .”
“It could just be us, first.” Lena told her quietly, her voice low and rich and hungry . “If you like.”
“I don’t know Jack.” Kara answered just as quietly but made sure to keep her voice steady. She had never been invited into a threesome before, but she trusted Lena. If Lena trusted Jack, then…
Lena glanced over her shoulder and aimed her next comment at his back. “He’s capable of keeping his hands to himself.”
Jack cheersed them with the open scotch bottle without turning around. Lena turned her attention back to Kara, eyes wide and dark as she drank her in. She watched the delicate muscles in her throat bob with a nervous swallow- and then slowly eased herself off the arm of the couch and onto Kara’s lap.
Kara didn’t protest, just shoved her belongings off her lap and onto the cushion next to her while taking care not to spill her drink. She was used to being the one to sit in someone’s lap, but having the warm soft weight of Lena on her thighs did something funny to her head. A slender arm draped over her shoulders, scorching against her bare skin.
“ You could both just pay attention to me .”
The heat in her face plummeted to her hips. The tips of Lena’s fingers drew a languid circle on the curve of her shoulder. Kara fought against a shiver, tingles spiraling out from her light touch. She tentatively rested her arm around Lena’s hips and let her fingers curl lightly on her waist… but she had to ask. She had to be sure.
“You really don’t like him like that . Anymore?”
Lena’s fingers continued to trace over her skin as she tilted her head to the side, her eyes still hungry but full of affection. “I’ll always care for him, but we’re far past our romance.”
“Oh. So…” Kara blinked, her eyes growing wide as the final piece of the puzzle clicked into place. “ Oh. ”
Kara curled her arm a little tighter around Lena’s waist, giddy excitement and relief crashing through her ribs. Lena liked her. More than liked her. Just like how she liked Lena. She wasn’t clueless by any means, but Lena had just always seemed out of reach. This tip-toeing conversation hadn’t made it easier to decipher by any means and it seemed like they were finally all on the same page.
“I don’t blame you for being cautious.” Lena pressed her hand flat and smoothed it over her back, a soothing pattern even with the look she was giving Kara. A look that made Kara eager to touch.
“How long?” Kara breathed, finally feeling like she had her feet under her.
“I don’t know. Long enough, I think.” Lena studied her carefully, her eyes cutting towards Jack for a brief moment. “Would you still like to…?”
Kara realized with another blush that she wanted everything. She wanted Lena all to herself, but she also wanted the new thrill that she was being offered. She wanted to be greedy and messy and to just let herself give in to unadulterated desire for a few hours. Just once. Kara had always been forced to be so careful and she still could be-but the reins had been too tight for too long. They were offering a safe rendezvous that she ached for.
Jack returned to stand next to the chair he had been lounging in, one hand slipped in his pocket. Kara eyed his trim frame from his compact shoulders to his narrow waist-to the subtle bulge at the front of his well tailored slacks. He was quite attractive, and his manners even more-so. Lena’s hand slid low to the small of her back, then up to toy with the high waist of her skirt in a blazing heavy stroke. She heard her hum approvingly when she realized Kara didn’t have anything on under her top. It had been a gamble she had hoped would pay off.
“Just tonight?”
A pleased grin curled around Jack’s lips. “I’m leaving tomorrow evening, so yes. And-under no circumstances do we have to touch if you aren’t comfortable. I could even leave, but-” He turned his gaze to the pouting woman in her lap. “Lena would like to fly close to the sun.”
Lena muttered something into her glass about an itch to scratch and he rolled his eyes patiently.
“And who am I to deny you? I’ll happily stay.” Then Jack rounded on Kara, his tone flinty. “ If you return my security pass tomorrow.”
“ Fuck , I forgot you did that.” Lena fussed, her hand coming back up to squeeze over the top of her shoulder as she leaned back to pin her with an unamused stare.
Guilty embarrassment jabbed Kara in the chest again and she shrank under their disapproving looks. “ Mike did. I just…didn’t realize he did it and then didn’t tell you.”
“ Kara .”
She flinched at Lena’s tone and withdrew her hand from her waist, feeling as if she didn’t deserve to be touching her. “ I apologize . I was acting on unfair assumptions. Clearly.” And then sincerely to Jack- “Yes. I’ll return it tomorrow. If you want to press charges I won’t fight them.”
He scoffed and waved away her prostrating. “I won’t do that. Did you touch anything?”
“Just a computer, none of the equipment. We were looking for unpublished proof of human trials for Biomax.”
“And?” He gestured with his glass for her to continue as he sat gingerly on the glass and metal coffee table right in front of them.
Kara deflated further, feeling particularly assholish. “There were no records.”
Lena perked up, curious. “Really?”
Jack inhaled slowly through his nose and Kara realized that whatever he said next would be something she could never repeat. While she may have broken into his lab and toed the line of her journalism ethics, sharing this word-of-mouth admittance with no backing would step way over those standards. Not only would it be a violation of transparency, but it would potentially harm the humanitarian goals Spheerical was striving for.
“See, the thing is… it’s not quite ready yet. Loss of free will as a side effect and all that. Still ironing out the kinks to make sure that doesn’t happen. Hence no human trials yet and why I’m down a CFO who tried to exploit that.”
Kara grimaced again, but melted into Lena’s side when she curled her arm around her shoulders again. “I’m sorry.”
“Well that’s a mess.” Lena murmured, and then to Kara a few whispered words that she would have done the same. Her warm breath on her ear encouraged Kara to curl her arm around Lena’s waist again.
Jack shrugged with an understanding crooked smile, his eyes dropping to Lena’s waist. “No hard feelings, Kara. I understand your concerns.” And then a raised finger in warning. “But I will press charges if you trespass again.”
“It won’t happen again.” Kara let go of Lena and reached out with an extended hand.
Jack clapped his palm to hers in a strong shake, sealing their truce. She could feel the hint of calluses on his fingertips as his long fingers curled around her hand and his pointer finger pressed into the inside of her wrist. It wasn’t the upper class handshake she had been expecting and was a little flattered. It meant that he saw her as someone he could trust. Of all the things Kara had expected that evening, a positive even footing with the man she had thought her competition wasn’t one of them.
“Good. Now. I believe we’ve talked entirely too long. Shall we?”
“ Fucking finally .” Lena muttered, standing up smoothly from Kara’s Lap and finishing her drink in one swallow.
Jack chuckled and stood as well, taking Lena’s offered hand after she set her empty glass on the coffee table. Kara looked up, following Lena’s other offered hand, up her arm, to dark eyes and pink cheeks. She gave her clutch and keys one last glance on the cushion next to her hip and decided they would be safe there for a while.
Kara slipped her hand into Lena’s and stood in one languid motion, holding her gaze as she rose up. Jack took a single step back and paused as Kara threw back a large gulp of her drink without flinching. She set her own glass down next to Lena’s and let herself be led out of the living room and into an equally dim hall, the peaty mellow bite of the scotch heavy on her tongue. While the drink didn’t affect her, she still enjoyed the simmering warmth as it slid down her throat and into her stomach.
Both Lena and Jack’s hearts were racing as they stepped into a large bedroom lit by two small lamps on either side of the bed. Kara could feel her own hammering in her chest as Jack led them right up to the foot of Lena’s luxurious bed. He turned, kissed the top of Lena’s head, gave Kara a wink, and slipped away towards the nearest bedside table. She barely realized he was setting his drink down and tugging the hem of his sweater up as hot hands walked around her waist.
Kara met Lena’s eyes as nimble fingers tugged the tight top out of her skirt. She lifted her arms and let Lena peel it off of her, nervously adjusting her glasses as they were slightly knocked askew. She realized that may be a problem but decided to worry about it later with her heart in her throat. Lena was staring at her chest, her hands coming back to her skin and splaying wide and greedy across her ribs. Her breath caught in her lungs as her hot hands slid up to cup her, thumbs smoothing over her nipples.
“You can kiss me if you want.” She murmured, her eyes leaving her chest and dragging up to her lips.
“This isn't how I imagined kissing you.” Kara admitted, a million scenarios racing through her mind.
“No?”
“I don’t mind.”
Kara cradled Lena’s jaw, tilting her face up with gentle pressure and leaned in before she could stall any longer. She had daydreamed about soft kisses and sparks flying. Of flowers and sweet words over coffee or tea or pastries. Pressing her lips to Lena’s felt like something settling into a space made just for her. Something gentle and happy in a single lingering kiss that made her lips tingle. She was so soft, warm and smelling of faint perfume and scotch. Kara felt Lena smile against her mouth, and then her thumbs pressed a little more firmly against her. A switch flipped and Kara kissed her again, setting aside her desire for emotional intimacy and let hunger slowly take over.
Kara kissed her senseless, crushing her to her chest as Jack came up behind Lena. He had taken everything off except for some expensive looking boxer briefs, the dim lighting turning his deep skin a burnished gold. Kara mouthed down to the soft spot under Lena’s jaw and met his dark eyes. He gave her another wink and pulled down the zipper of Lena’s dress in one smooth motion. Kara felt the vibration of her curse against her lips and pulled back as slender fingers fumbled for the zipper of her skirt. Lena’s shoulder curled and she reached behind her back, Jack stifling a laugh as she tugged at the waistband of his underwear.
Lena sighed, pleased, and let her head roll back onto Jack’s chest as he slipped her dress off her shoulders. It was Kara’s turn to gawp at the tasteful studs in Lena’s pert nipples, heat building under her skin. She hastily kicked her heels off behind her and found the zipper of her skirt that Lena hadn’t quite reached. The heavy fabric crumpled to the floor and she kicked that away too, helping Lena step out of her own heels and dress as Jack steadied her. She was caught off guard as Lena bodily turned her and walked her backwards until her thighs met the end of the tall bed-and discovered that Jack had completely removed the bedspread and top sheets.
Kara sat heavily from a push to her chest and came face to face with Lena’s pierced nipples. She was right there and Kara gave in, leaning forward and licking over one of her piercings. She tasted faintly of salt and metal, but decided that she was too far gone to care. Lena hummed a pleased moan when she closed her mouth over her and gently sucked. Kara happily occupied herself and peeled off the black sheer bikini riding low on her hips. The fine fabric of the bedsheets were cool against her bare skin and already warming as she kicked her underwear away.
“Jacky?”
“Yeap.”
Kara looked up, her hands plastered to Lena’s waist. She was meticulously picking bobby pins out of her hair as she watched Kara. Jack was behind her, helping. His dark eyes were hooded but focused on his task, careful not to pull Lena’s hair as they unbound it from her updo. She could see he was shifting his weight slightly and took a moment switching to Lena’s other nipple to suss out he was grinding into her ass. Kara grinned and trailed her nails over her hips, waiting patiently until her black hair was freed. She gave her another moment to give the bobby pins to Jack and vigorously rake her hands through her hair while he walked away for another moment. Kara hooked her fingers into the lacy sheer garment Lena had obviously changed into before she had arrived at the loft.
Slender fingers combed through her hair and scratched lightly at her scalp. Kara leaned back and appreciated how good the lacy thong looked on her before sliding it down her hips. She let her blunt nails trace over her and watched gooseflesh ripple across her skin in the wake of her hands. Lena was slender, yes, but she was soft curves in an hourglass shape that made her envious. Kara noted with a blush that she was freshly groomed and wondered if she had done that before Kara arrived too. It seemed that she had been prepared for any scenario and Kara was glad that she was part of her preferred solution.
“Move back.”
Kara heeded her and slid herself onto the bed a bit further. Before she could go too far Lena stopped her with hands curled around her thighs. She eased herself down into a slouch, propping herself up on her elbows as Lena spread her legs. Kara swore her head was cotton and elevator music as hot lips made contact with the inside of her thighs. Lena smoothed her hands up to her hips and moved in, peering up at her with dark eyes. She could feel her blush warm her chest as Lena’s fingers pressed into the crease of her thighs, heat pooling in her belly as she felt her body warm with arousal.
The wet scorching stroke of Lena tonguing into her for the first time shut her brain down completely. Her dark hair tickled the inside of her thighs as she tilted her head closer. Kara’s breath caught and her mouth fell open in a gasp as Lena licked over her clit. Pleasure crackled out in a surge of heat from the touch rolling over her, a languid stroke following the subtle curve of her. Green eyes flickered up to her face one more time before she started exploring.
Kara watched, blushing and slack-jawed, as Lena meticulously ate her out. From curling her tongue deep into her in thick strokes massaging a sinfully slick friction, to sucking on the pink puffy folds framing her, up to teasing and sucking on her clit that was quickly becoming firm and engorged with arousal, Lena was thorough. Primly so, with precise strokes and calculated kisses as she listened to the sounds Kara didn’t stifle. When she started sagging further onto the bed, feeling hot and starting to sweat with the exertion to control her hips from surging up into Lena’s face, Jack returned.
He stopped behind Lena, eyes roving over the both of them and straining impressively in his low riding boxer briefs. Jack reached out and smoothed his hands over Lena’s hips, his complexion beautifully deep against her fair skin. Kara fought to keep her hips still as Lena sucked on her clit, the muscles in her thighs flexing and starting to shake as she finally felt truly warmed up for sex. Jack licked his lips and gave Lena a gentle spank, prompting a low rich laugh directly into Kara’s core with her tongue buried in her. The vibration made her eyes roll a little.
“Do you still have that black bin, darling?” Jack asked Lena, stepping back and finally removing his underwear.
He sprang to attention with a bob once free, thick and a smidge bigger than average and healthy in a closely cropped thatch of black wiry hair. Kara almost regretted playing it too safe, unabashedly wondering how good he would feel filling her. She wanted the both of them on her now, even though their original agreement had been to pay attention to Lena. Her thoughts were interrupted as Lena fit her mouth over her clit and hummed a confirming mhmm . Kara moaned breathy and quick, her hips rising carefully up into Lena’s mouth from the subtle humming stimulation.
Jack disappeared into the large walk-in closet Kara had been too preoccupied to notice. Instead she watched Lena adjust to lay flat on her front with her hips at the edge of the bed and her feet comfortably on the floor. Lena continued to work her over, coaxing her closer and closer to release with each stroke as Jack rummaged around out of sight. He returned shortly with a handful of condoms and a flesh colored dildo roughly the same size as him-and a harness.
“Have you worn one of these?” He asked Kara, holding the toy up.
“It’s been a while.” She gasped, almost losing her train of thought as Lena grazed her teeth lightly over her clit.
Jack nodded and rounded to the bedside table his drink was on, leaving the condoms on the table. “Good enough. I’m sure you’ll get lots of practice.”
Kara watched him walk away again to the lit bathroom, presumably to clean the toy.
“How are you feeling?” Lena asked with a suck to her clit.
Kara breathed a moan and bit her lip, enjoying the building heat coiling in her belly. “Good.”
“Still okay with Jack?”
Kara thought of him, proud and erect, the smooth deep pink of his head at the forefront of her mind. She thought of Lena whom she hadn’t had the privilege of seeing fully yet and the anticipation had her in a vice. She ached for everything .
“ Yeah .”
Her approval rumbled from her chest, almost impatient. Lena grinned against her and continued to toy with her, the lipstick she had been wearing thoroughly smudged and coloring the inside of her thighs. For a brief moment Kara couldn’t believe what she had gotten herself into, but was interrupted by Jack as he returned with the cleaned and assembled strap-on held in a fresh hand towel. He left the toy on the bed within reach and went back into the closet one more time, returning triumphantly with a bottle of lube. He stopped at Lena, hand on her hip.
“May I?”
Lena hummed another sound of impatient approval and he grinned widely. Kara watched him round the bed, deposit the lube next to the strap-on, and pick up one of the condoms. The foil tore quietly as he opened it and stood by the lamp. He held himself steady with long fingers and rolled the rubber down his shaft. It clung snugly in a correct fit, the elastic band tight around the base of him. Kara watched him round the bed again and slide up right behind Lena.
Kara’s eyes dropped back to Lena between her legs as long fingers tightened on her hips. Jack pressed a hand flat to her lower back and moved closer. Lena gasped in a slow inhale against Kara, her grip tightening further and her brow furrowed as Jack entered her from behind. He rocked his hips forward and Lena pressed her cheek to the inside of Kara’s thigh with a soft short moan, her lips soft and her breath hot. Though impatient and reeling with a tight knot of arousal in her belly, Kara watched Jack start to fuck Lena from behind in short controlled thrusts-and then in one steady stroke buried himself completely in her.
Lena moaned a little louder against Kara’s thigh, but messily mouthed back to her between pants. She was less precise and far more hungry as she ate Kara up, jouncing a little into her as Jack’s thrusts grew in speed and firmness. Kara could hear the sticky wet smacks and her control quickly dwindled. The sudden stretch of two warm fingers pressing into her set heat blooming into her belly and robbed her of the urge to keep herself propped up on her elbows-though she tried.
With the combined visual of them in front of her and Lena’s enthusiastic efforts curling her fingers into her paired with her mouth on her clit, Kara happily didn’t last much longer. She managed to whine Lena’s name once before burying her hands in her own hair for something to hold onto that wouldn’t out her as Supergirl as the crush of pleasure pulled her under. Heat filled her hips, her mind wiping blank as she squeezed tight contractions around Lena’s fingers. Her tongue stayed on her clit, licking firmly over her in quick flicks that made her hips shake.
Lena released her clit with a strong suck and kept her fingers curling into her as Kara remembered how to breathe. She could feel her hot breath puffing over her and her clit twitched as she surfaced from her orgasm feeling noodly and still so hungry . Lena moaned a little louder and her mouth pressed into Kara’s thigh again, jostled by a stronger thrust from Jack.
Kara blinked her eyes open and focused on Jack as Lena’s fingers slipped out of her. She missed her already but knew that there would be other moments. Jack caught her eye after staring down at his hips and pointed with his chin towards the strap-on.
“She wants the both of us, let’s give her that.” He panted, his voice strained with arousal and concentration.
Kara’s mind did a funny short circuit and she garbled and okay before carefully sliding out of Lena’s grip. She heard her whine with the loss and then a sharp cry as Jack gave her another playful spank. Kara stretched and picked up the strap-on, quickly looking it over as she loosened the buckles. With some clumsy maneuvering she managed to get her legs through the appropriate loops and pulled the harness up about her hips as her heartbeat throbbed in her clit. She took another full minute to secure the buckles around her hips and thighs, making sure the dildo sat correctly in the harness against her body. It sat low and Kara knew immediately that she would be able to grind her clit against the base of the toy. To make sure she wouldn’t waste any time, Kara grabbed the bottle of lube and shuffled on her knees back to them.
She sat back on her haunches and watched Jack pull Lena up against his chest, an arm tight around her ribs and his other hand low and pressing onto the softness of her belly just above the apex of her thighs. Kara could see him, shiny slick pulsing into her. Kara watched him fuck her for a long moment as Lena watched her pump her hand over the toy, spreading lube from tip to base. Her eyes were dark and her face and chest were flushed as she clung to him to stay upright. Jack nuzzled the back of her head, then moved to brush his lips against her ear. He slowed his hips and slid into her in a long controlled stroke.
“Darling? Do you think you can take us both at once?”
He punctuated his question with another slow stroke, finishing the movement with a deep nudge. Lena’s eyes rolled a little and her blush deepened. Her eyes dropped to the squishy dildo shiny between Kara’s legs and licked her lips.
“Let me try?”
Jack pulled out, slick and rosy. He tapped against Lena’s clit and stayed there, firmly erect. Jack helped Lena up onto the bed with steady hands on her waist and into Kara’s arms before crawling up after her. Kara kissed her chin as she straddled her lap, then looked down between them and took the dildo in her hand. She rubbed the soft head of the toy against her, letting Lena line herself up and sink down with a pleased groan. Kara gave her an experimental roll of her hips, trying to figure out how to make sure she was moving in a way that Lena liked. Jack let her try for a couple moments, his hands splayed wide over Lena’s hips to steady her as Kara thrust into her. Her soft pleased moans into her hair as she looked down between them were a bolster to her confidence.
“Okay, ready? Hold her up?” Jack shuffled closer.
Kara paused and hooked her hands under Lena’s thighs, not even questioning Jack’s request. She had heard about double penetration from friends and the internet, but hadn’t ventured towards it. It seems like Lena was helping throw open a lot of doors she hadn’t had the pleasure of exploring yet. Lena curled her arms around Kara’s shoulders and let her catch her weight, half-sunk onto the dildo. Jack came up right behind her, his knees wide and his hand sliding soothingly over her belly. He murmured something that sounded like tell me if it hurts , and then Kara started feeling the strap-on shift.
Lena’s nails bit into her skin and Kara felt her lean muscle flex against her shoulders. Her breath was hot in her ear and she could feel her breasts brushing against her chest with each labored inhale. Kara smoothed her thumbs against Lena’s thighs in what she hoped was a soothing touch, listening to her whines and quiet curses as Jack entered her. After a long minute of him slowly inching forward he grunted a sound of strained pleasure and pressed his forehead into the back of Lena’s shoulder.
Kara felt too hot and too breathless as she waited, unmoving, keenly aware that they were both inside Lena’s core. She knew he was in as far as he could go by how close he was, and decided that she could try to make the last bit count. Kara adjusted her grip on Lena’s thighs and kissed the corner of her jaw.
“Relax?”
She felt Lena nod against her, lips brushing over her earlobe as the frame of her glasses crammed uncomfortably into the side of her face. Kara looked down between them again, and slowly raised her hips to slide the rest of the dildo into her, stretching her as far as she and Jack could safely go. Lena moaned long and loud, her mouth pressing into the crook of her neck hot and wet. Jack roughly groaned his own curse as the dildo slid against him in extra friction. Kara was almost tempted to reach between them and put her fingers on Lena’s clit, but waited, listening to their labored breathing as they adjusted.
“Okay?” She asked Lena, dropping more kisses to her jaw and the side of her neck.
Lena whined an affirming sound and Kara paid attention to how the tension in her thighs slowly dissipated.
“Jack?”
“M’ good.” He rasped. “ Fuck . Okay.”
He panted but picked his head up. His hair was mussed and his neck and chest were flushed. Jack met Kara’s eyes over Lena’s shoulder and smiled with hooded eyes through a steadying breath. “Alternate.”
Kara nodded and adjusted her grip on Lena’s thighs again to make sure she could hold her still. Jack shifted, his hips withdrawing. Lena moaned, short and breathy. She dropped her cheek to the top of Kara’s shoulder and sagged as he thrust back in with a furrowed brow. When he was in again, Kara let her hips lower and listened to the both of them moan as she mimicked him. They moved back and forth in a slow back-and-forth rhythm, quickly reducing Lena to a shivery whiny mess. Kara held her steady and kept pressing kisses to her wherever she could reach as she sank more and more into her chest. Jack was starting to sweat as he paused fully inside Lena. Kara waited too, watching him lean forward and catch her eye again.
“I won’t last long if we keep this up.” He gasped. “ Tight .”
“Do you want me to…?” Kara asked, pulsing her hips in a short grind.
She watched his eyes roll a little and Lena’s teeth closed over the crook of her shoulder with a whimper.
“ MMph. Fuck . I-no-” He inhaled deeply and pressed his nose into the back of Lena’s head.
Had Kara been human, she wouldn’t have heard him whisper can I finish in your ass . Heat rippled through her body as she waited-but not for long. Lena nodded with a garbled approval and removed one of her hands from about Kara’s shoulders. She reached down and laced her fingers with Jack’s on her belly, then turned her face and found Kara’s mouth with her own. She kissed her until Lena moaned into her mouth as Jack withdrew and repositioned, stretching momentarily for the lube.
Lena’s thighs shook as Jack slowly worked into her ass. They were in a messy tangle of limbs and Lena was making wonderful sounds as she relaxed to take him. When his narrow hips touched her rear Kara started the motion of her hips again. She kept her thrusts shorter to focus on pressing the front of her harness into Lena’s clit and to keep her filled. Grinding was the easiest motion to remember how to do so she relied on that for the time being, still keeping her hands hooked under Lena’s thighs as Jack curled his freehand over Lena’s hip. Lena’s breath was hot against her mouth as she tried to kiss her through her moans, jostling with each firm thrust from Jack in her ass.
They didn’t get any verbal warning from Lena that she was going to cum until a slurred high breathy mantra of fuck fuck fuck was all she could say before sucking in a deep breath and arching back into Jack’s chest. Kara glanced down again and made sure she was pressing into her clit, steadying her arms with her power unconsciously as her hips rutted into her. Jack finally let himself moan as Lena tightened around him, his eyes squeezing shut as he ground into her a few more times before his rhythm stuttered with his own climax. He pressed his face into Lena’s hair, slowly pulsing his hips into her with each contraction.
When Lena started to sag Kara stopped grinding and caught her weight. She drank her in, all beautifully flushed skin and soft curves, impossibly hot around her shoulders and against her thighs. Seeing her this open and vulnerable was breathtaking and Kara didn’t know how she had managed to get so lucky. Her admiration of the rise and fall of her chest as she caught her breath was interrupted as Jack picked his head up and propped his chin on Lena’s shoulder.
“Kara, darling, have you ever pegged a man before?”
Kara felt herself blush hot, heat twanging in her hips at his sudden suggestion. She could see his hands stroking over Lena’s stomach and sides, soothing her. Lena had let go of his hand and reached behind her over her shoulder, hand in his hair as she kept her eyes closed. Her other hand was scratching lightly at the base of Kara’s skull.
“I-no-um-“
Lena cracked her eyes open and cut them at Jack, still a little foggy. It was as if she could sense what he was about to say next.
“Could I be your first?” He asked with a shit eating grin, a flash of white teeth and mirthful dark eyes. He turned his head and touched Lena’s ear with the tip of his nose, still watching Kara. “Oh, Lena . If she says yes we can make a sandwich and I can be the filling!”
“Jack, please .” Lena groaned with barely any exasperation and slid her hand heavily down Kara’s front. Her fingers were warm as they wormed in between her and the waistband of the harness. “Kara-“
She tugged on the harness and Kara obeyed, slipping out a few inches and grinding back in to touch her clit. A strangled noise escaped Jack as Lena moaned. His eyes rolled and hips spasmed from Kara’s stroke.
“ Fuck , I forgot I could feel-“
Jack pulled out with a grunt, overly sensitive. He urged Lena forward into Kara’s front with an encouraging murmur and sat back, already wilting and the end of his condom filled milky off-white. Kara wrapped one arm around Lena’s ribs and slipped out of her. She whined her complaint but Kara soothed her with a kiss, distracting her as she eased them further into the middle of the mattress. Jack rolled off the bed with a groan and padded into the bathroom presumably to clean up, leaving Kara alone to lavish Lena with more attention.
Kara laid her down with a hot kiss, licking into her mouth as she slid her hands heavily over her chest. She would have liked to linger, but she was too eager to touch and taste. Kara kissed down her front, counting dark freckles with her tongue from the center of her throat down to the cradle of her hips. She spread Lena’s thighs with an easy coaxing touch and pressed her tongue directly onto her pink and engorged clit. The strong muscles in Lena’s thighs jumped and slender fingers raked across her scalp, holding her close as she sucked her into her mouth.
Lena was hot against her tongue, a curious soft and firm, tasting of her arousal and chemical lube. Kara curled her hands around her hips and pressed closer, switching between greedy licks and wide open mouthed sucking kisses. The mattress dipped a moment later and Lena’s moans changed a little. One hand left her hair but the other pressed into the back of her head. Kara looked up Lena’s body and watched Jack close his mouth over one of her nipples, his thumb and forefinger pinching the other. Lena was holding his head to her chest with her head thrown back. Her thighs shook around her shoulders as she came again, her orgasm pulsing against Kara’s chin. She could feel her clit twitching against her tongue and she wanted to feel that again and again.
Kara released her with a final sucking kiss and pushed back up onto her knees, feeling reckless. She shuffled forward, arranging Lena’s thighs around her hips, lined the dildo back up with a firm rub, and sank into her. Lena gasped her name as she adjusted her hands on the mattress bracketing her waist with a careful thrust. Kara focused, breathless, as she tried a few different rolls of her hips until something felt right and Lena’s thighs twitched.
“Shall I coach you, Miss Danvers?” Jack teased, giving Lena’s nipple one more suck before settling behind her and propping her shoulders on his thigh.
“I feel like I should tell you I’m-I’m not exactly Kara Danvers .” Kara muttered, smoothing one hand up and down Lena’s front as she touched the front of the harness to puffy slick folds.
“Oh, we know. You weren’t subtle.”
Kara’s head snapped up as panic crashed into her chest. Her hips stuttered to a stop and Lena moaned her name and a complaint. She rolled her hips again, confused for the millionth time that evening.
“W-what?”
“I saw you bend the chair in the restaurant.” Jack glanced up, catching her wild-eyed look. “ Oh but-don’t worry. We would never out you.”
“Yeah?”
“Dangerous need-to-know information. You’re safe.” He reassured her, the pads of his fingers tracing lightly around Lena’s nipple before giving it a gentle squeeze.
“Well… fuck . Okay.”
What else could she say to that? But now she could freely touch Lena the way she wanted to. With one last thought, she slipped her glasses off her face and tossed them over towards the towel Jack had brought the strap with. Her barely muffled senses flashed crisp and she exhaled harshly. She would have time to unpack that later and slid her hand down to press low onto Lena’s stomach. Her thumb slipped even lower and smoothed over her clit, rewarding her with a moan and jog of her hips.
She swiped over her again. And again , Lena’s thighs twitching with each touch as she rolled her hips into her. Kara let her thumb dip down to gather up some of the slick arousal and smeared it back up onto her firm deep pink clit, and then started rubbing. She started at a reasonable speed, one that Lena would expect. Her hips rolled up into the strap on and Kara spared Jack one more glance. He was looking at her thumb on Lena’s clit. It was very reasonable to keep doing what she was doing. There was no need to try something over the top or fancy… but she let temptation win out just once.
Kara sped her thumb up.
Lena moaned sharply and looked down her body at Kara’s hand, surprised. Kara rubbed faster with a light touch and controlled motion, sliding down to collect more slickness when she felt the friction start to drag at her thumb. Jack came to their aid, stretching and retrieving the bottle of lube and squirting a healthy dab directly onto Lena’s clit.
Kara muttered a thanks and finally moved her thumb as quickly as she wanted, as fast as a vibrator and blurring slightly from the speed. Lena’s hips jumped and she cried out a sharp FUCK , her mouth falling open in deep sucking breaths and her brow furrowing as she clung to Jack. Kara kept the strokes of her dildo steady and filling, tilting her hips up to try dragging the rounded head of the toy against her to mimic the curl of fingers. Lena’s hips shook and slowly raised up, trying desperately to get closer as her body drew taught with pleasure.
Lena came silently with her hips pressing into Kara’s hand and her head falling back against Jack’s thigh. The tendons in her neck strained as her breath froze in her chest, her skin flushed a pretty pink and her mouth open in a wide oh . Kara watched her closely, relenting when she exhaled harshly with a loud hah and sucked in a deep breath. She slowed her thumb to lazy steady swipes, grinning smugly as Lena’s hips jogged with each touch even as she melted into the mattress. Her chin pressed to her chest as she panted, still looking down her body at Kara’s hand in awed bewilderment. Sweat dewed along her hairline and speckled her flushed chest.
“That’s a neat trick.” Jack commented with delight. “I wish I could vibrate like a hitachi.”
Kara laughed, pleased with herself and glad her gamble had worked. “I’ve unfortunately broken two. I have to make do.” She smoothed her thumb over Lena’s firm clit one more time before removing her hand.
Jack hummed in commiseration and leaned down, smoothing Lena’s hair off of her damp forehead. “How’re you feeling, love? Want to rest?”
Lena shook her head immediately. “ No . Keep going?”
Her expression was greedy hunger, a woman who knew her limits, who knew what she wanted and who she wanted. Jack nodded and got comfortable, folding his long legs criss-crossed for Lena to lay against. His hands smoothed over the planes of her chest, but a flash of black on his feet caught Kara’s eye.
“You… have a pedicure?” She asked, easing one of Lena’s thighs up against her body so her knee could hook over her shoulder.
Jack frowned slightly. “What? A man can’t take care of his feet?”
“Oh-no, I just wasn’t expecting that is all.” Kara amended, rolling her hips into Lena and then pulled her other leg up to hook over her other shoulder.
Jack watched her lean forward, pushing Lena’s thighs towards her ribs with her broad shoulders. Her thighs were hot against her and she didn’t care that some of her hair was trapped and pulling uncomfortably. Lena was watching her with wide dark eyes, her kiss swollen lips parted and her cheeks reddened with exertion. Kara pulled her hips back, watched Lena gasp and her eyes flutter from the slick friction, and then stroked back into her with a sticky sound. Jack cursed when Lena moaned, his long fingered hands cupping and squeezing her breasts.
“What color should I get next time?” He asked a moment later, wiggling his toes as Kara started a new rocking rhythm.
It was hilariously mundane to ask in their current situation and Kara cracked a wide grin.
“Definitely navy blue.”
Jack nodded and traced the pads of his fingers over Lena’s pebbled nipples with a playful grin. “Give her a few more, I’ll be ready again soon.”
“This almost feels impersonal with, uh, our feelings. And stuff.” Kara admitted, watching the silicone slide easily into Lena.
“Tonight… is for play.” Jack bit back a hint of impatience, but he was understanding. “Once I’m back in Metropolis you can have as many heart to heart girlie conversations as you want. And work out whatever this is between you two.”
One of Lena’s hands wrapped around Kara’s wrist and caught her attention. Her gaze was heavy, full of unspoken emotions and glazed with deep affection.
“Later?”
Kara nodded and pressed a kiss to the inside of her knee, shelving her need for discussion with another full roll of her hips. It was hard, words were one of her strengths but she had to trust that her actions would translate.
Over the next little while she fully committed to her task of helping Lena feel good . She kept Lena’s legs on her shoulders to get started, her mouth on the delicate skin of the inside of her knees. When she started squirming Kara leaned up, slid her hands up into the crease of her knees, and slowly pressed her thighs forward. She pressed slowly until Lena’s knees were to her chest and paused, listening to her soft breathy moans as she adjusted. Kara looked back down at where they were joined and stroked into her with a slow roll of her hips. Lena moaned another curse and scrambled to hold onto her, gripping tightly at her forearms as she squished and stretched around the silicone. Kara held her in place, increasing the tightness of her with the dramatic angle, touching the front of her harness to her clit on each stroke. It was what Kara knew she liked personally, so she erred on that logic that hopefully Lena would like it too.
Lena orgasmed a moment later with another high feminine moan and Kara kept her hips moving until Lena’s grip eased on her forearms. Jack gave no indication of stopping her, still preoccupied playing with Lena’s piercings. She eased up on the pressure and guided Lena to twist her hips to the side with a gentle touch. Kara pressed her thighs together and guided her down into the mattress, still keeping the strap-on snug in her. Lena hissed as the toy spun inside her, her shoulders and head still in Jack’s lap.
Another tight angle and Kara used her powered endurance to her advantage with full enthusiastic thrusts. Her hips touched Lena’s rear with soft slaps as she stroked through tight slick friction, pinning Lena’s knees to the bed with one hand and holding her hips steady with the other. Lena reached behind her and clung to Jack’s waist with one arm, her free hand pressing tightly to her mouth in an attempt to stifle the utterly filthy moans Kara was easily coaxing from her. Jack steadied her on his lap with his hands cupping her chest. Her heartbeat throbbed between her legs as she fought to briefly ignore the urge to find more stimulation. This was for Lena, she could take care of herself later.
“Can I hear you?” Kara panted, wanting to listen to Lena’s vocal approval.
Lena removed her hand with a hot blush and plastered it to the back of Jack’s hand pinching her nipple, her moans immediately raw and unfiltered. Each press of the base of the dildo against her clit as she fucked into her and each dirty moan built the heat in her belly. It was just enough of a tease to keep her on edge, pursuing release in an endless grind that she was okay not quite reaching. Lena flushed and squeezed her eyes shut, falling into another orgasm. She cried out and hid her face in the crook of her elbow when she did, her back pressing down into the bed as she tried to raise her hips up into the strap-on. Kara felt extra wetness on the inside of her thighs and she looked down, slowing to a languid drag of her hips. The sheets were spotted with damp under Lena’s hip, clear liquid wetting the dildo and rolling down her skin.
For a long moment Kara didn’t know what had happened, and then another small dribble of her cum rolled down her leg with a new contraction.
Oh .
Kara eased up the pressure and stopped pinning her legs to the bed, her head reeling with the fact that she had just made Lena Luthor squirt . She tried not to question the logistics and tucked those questions away for later.
“Fffu- geeze . I’m sorry, Lena.” She rubbed her palm the length of her thigh and pulled out, momentarily connected by a thin sticky string of arousal. “I’m sorry, baby.”
“ No -” Lena protested, rolling her hips back over with a grunt and parting her legs again, needy. “ Not yet .”
Even hazy-eyed and recovering from her strong orgasm, Lena still wanted more. She was puffy pink and slick, her clit twitched, thoroughly fucked and bordering overly sensitive. Kara didn’t want to stop either but checked on Jack. Behind Lena’s head she noticed him twitch, stiffening as he watched them. It wouldn’t be much longer now until he was ready again, and Kara was a little surprised he managed to bounce back so quickly. She wasn’t going to question it, eager to include him again as she shifted forward on her knees and touched the rounded head of the dildo to Lena’s clit. Lena moaned softly and shifted her hips in invitation.
Kara tugged Lena’s leg up onto her shoulder again and gently eased into her, careful to take it slow after such a rough round. Lena sighed, pleased that she was indulging her. Kara leaned over her just enough with her hand planted next to her ribs to grind into her engorged clit. Lena sighed a little louder and touched Kara wherever she could reach her. Her hands were warm and heavy on her arms, her chest, her face. Kara pressed a kiss to her palm and put her head down, intent on watching herself fuck Lena until either she couldn’t come anymore or Jack perked up. Whichever came first, Kara’s mind was a fuzzy jumbled mess of feelings and adrenaline and arousal.
Her methodical grinding was interrupted by a low groan from Jack. Kara looked up and breathed a curse, watching Lena tilt her head back and lick over the rounded head of his dick. She kept her hips steady and glued her eyes to the scene in front of her, heat shivering through her as Lena reached back and splayed her hands over his narrow hips. Jack cradled her head and shoulders as he uncrossed his legs from under her, spreading his knees wide and sinking low as he rested Lena flat.
Lena dug her fingers in and tugged, the lean muscles in her shoulders and arms flexing as she opened her mouth wide. Kara’s jaw fell open as she pulled him into her mouth, her tongue peeking out and pink against his shaft as he let Lena take the length of him. The profile of her throat barely bulged from being filled, and then the delicate muscles in her neck contracted as she swallowed around him. Kara felt her face burn with a blush as Jack cursed roughly and carefully slid out, shiny from her saliva. He twitched, erect, as Lena gasped and touched his pink rounded head with her tongue again. Adding no gag reflex to Lena’s very long list of accomplishments was a little intimidating.
“Are you happy with yourself now?” Jack groused, sitting back as Lena hummed a laugh and let him go.
Kara leaned up and eased Lena’s leg off her shoulder, slipping free and letting the weight of the dildo rest against her clit. Jack reclined on his side and turned his head towards the bedside table. He reached behind his hips and lifted his leg, his dick twitching again as he tugged-and pulled free a simple shiny butt plug. Of all the things to expect, that wasn’t on Kara’s list and she couldn’t help but laugh. Jack gave her a half shrug and stretched to place the metal plug on the hand towel.
“Always prepared, darling. If you could? Condoms and lube, and we’ll go slow.” He pointed lazily to the bedside table.
“Were you wearing that this entire evening?”
“Lena, you know I’m always prepared.”
Kara didn’t mind in the slightest, her heart thundering in her chest with anticipation. To be honest she was a little nervous. Lena had been easier to figure out because she had the experience. But Jack? Pegging? It was certainly a new challenge. Kara liked challenges.
She quickly collected two condoms and the lube as Lena and Jack ribbed each other, easing some of the tension. Kara had feared she would feel like a third wheel, but it seemed to be quite the opposite. She was the linchpin. They treated her with respect, relying on her to tie them all together. Kara shuffled back over to them, peeling the foil open on one of the condoms. Jack reached his hand out but Kara caught his eye and went straight to his hips. He held still, even holding his breath as she pinched the tip of the rubber and held it to the tip of his erect penis. This was familiar territory from past encounters, and she gently rolled it down his shaft until the elastic was snug around the base of him. He was hot in her hands, firm and soft and for a second time that evening she wanted to switch places with Lena. But she pulled her hands away and set about putting the second condom on the strap-on still awkwardly jutting from her hips.
“ Ah . A gentlewoman. Thank you, love.” Jack murmured, blushing.
Kara gave him a crooked grin, and then let herself blatantly admire him. There was no way Jack didn’t notice her ogling, but they stayed on task and he sat back up after a moment.
“ Alright . Roll over, you lustful slug.” He pushed gently at Lena’s shoulder.
“You see how he bullies me, Kara?” Lena teased, rolling onto her stomach and pushing her hips up into the air with bent knees. “You wouldn’t give me a hard time in such a delicate moment, would you?”
Kara bit back another wide smile and picked the lube up, feeling reckless again. “Maybe I could switch with you, and you’ll do the teasing.”
Lena bit her lip through a grin and wiggled her hips. “A fair proposal.” And then with her eyes cutting to Jack- “See?”
He pushed up onto his knees and shuffled between them, rolling his eyes impressively. “ Now look at what you’ve done.” Jack touched her elbow gently with an approving look. “Slow, and angle down.”
“Should you… or I?” Kara asked, unsure of the order of how this was supposed to go.
“Me. Miss Smarty Pants could exercise some patience.” He teased Lena again and hovered behind her, leaning forward and bracing himself on all fours.
Lena scoffed and rolled onto her back with a series of huffs and tired wriggles, careful not to kick him as she rearranged her legs to bracket his hips. “Just for that I’m going to do what I want.”
“You just want to watch Kara blow my back out.”
Dark green eyes peered up at her from over his shoulder, heavy with a swirl of arousal and mirth. “Mhmm.”
Kara swallowed nervously and looked down at him with the bottle of lube clutched in her hands. He was surprisingly groomed, clean and rosy. The wrinkled skin of his scrotum was already tight with arousal. To be perfectly honest, the fact that he took good care of himself put her at ease. He knew what he wanted and he knew how to do it right. Kara popped the cap on the lube and set about slicking up the strap-on, her hand dragging on the condom to make sure she had fit it properly. Jack watched her over his shoulder and let his knees slide wider, lowering his hips to Lena’s but not entering her. Kara watched her hands crawl around his ribs, a beautiful long and slender contrast to his warm deep skin.
She let her hand rest on his tailbone and squeezed some lube directly onto him, then pressed the cap shut and tossed it next to her knee. Just in case. Kara took the dildo in her hand and angled it down, rubbing the rounded head against his anus. She heard him chuckle, excited, and Lena laughed at his glee. Had she known they were a giggly bunch she would have been interested far sooner. Kara braced her free hand on his hip and pressed forward with her own-and watched the tight ring of muscle stretch and take the tip of the strap-on.
Jack groaned softly and his shoulder blades shifted as he held himself steady. Lena turned her head to the side and looked down between hers and Jack’s bodies to watch what she could. With as much care as she could muster, Kara started slowly thrusting into him. She stretched him gently over the next couple minutes, listening carefully to him until her strokes were long and full. The downward angle of her strap-on was in just the right spot for her to grind against the base-and his wordless sounds of pleasure were a good guess that she had either found his prostate or was doing something right. It was dirty and the hot coil of arousal wound tight in the cradle of her hips. She felt almost uncomfortably wet and turned on, more than ready to do something about it. Her mind wandered to the possibility of taking both him and Lena at once, the idea tightening the coil in her belly.
“ Hang on -“ He gasped, the tops of his shoulders flushed.
Kara stopped half inside him and was on her best behavior not to fully sheath herself and start grinding. Jack’s shoulder shifted as he reached down between him and Lena, and then Kara watched her brows furrow and her thighs fall open as he sank into her again. Lena’s fingers threaded through his hair as he found his range, an awkward shift of his hips as he stroked into Lena while Kara moved with him so she didn’t slip out. She watched Lena muss his hair, still looking down where he was thrusting into her as he slowly sank into her chest. Kara kept close and found a better rhythm, matching Jack so that every time he withdrew she ground in. Heat scorched under her skin as each press of the dildo against her clit sparked a ripple of pleasure. It was getting harder to keep her steady pace.
Lena caught her attention by sliding a hand around Jack’s ribs and wriggling her fingers into a clumsy tangle with Kara’s on his hip. She looked up and met her eyes over her shoulder-and her stomach swooped. Lena was pinning her with a mischievously challenging look while fighting against succumbing to the stimulation Jack was giving her. Kara knew what she was hinting at and licked her lips, ready to feel everything.
The only warning she gave Jack was a tightening of her grip and a slight increase in speed. He made some sort of strangled noise in response and Kara sank into the endurance her powers granted one more time, speeding up into full firm confident thrusts. Her hips connected with his ass, a dirty slap with each contact rapidly reducing him into a limp mess in Lena’s arms as she hit the right spot over and over and over. The strength of her thrusts pressed the dildo firmer into her clit and her own moan breathed out through her panting. She knew he had given up on trying to fuck Lena when she whined pitifully underneath him, her thighs squeezing his waist. Kara leaned forward, squeezing Lena’s fingers still tangled with hers on Jack’s hip.
Lena found her eyes again as Kara reached down and braced her hand next to Jack’s. He reached over, pinky touching her thumb, and Kara laced their fingers together. His grip was tight as he pressed his face into the sheets, sagging under Kara’s relentless thrusting. Kara squeezed Lena’s fingers, the crush of her own pleasure starting to pull her under.
“ Touch your clit .”
Her hand she had fisted on the back of Jack’s head slid out of view, and a moment later Lena’s lashes fluttered with a moan. Kara watched her lose focus as she touched herself, helped only by Jack stretching her and the slight jostle she got of him moving from Kara’s thrusts. She tried to hold out as long as she could, but the pressure on her clit finally tugged the heavy coil of arousal loose in her belly. Kara moaned high and breathy, careful not to let her hips snap forward too harshly as she pressed flush and ground relentlessly against the base of the strap-on. She struggled to keep her eyes open, watching Lena watch her cum through hooded eyes. It only took a moment longer for Lena’s eyes to roll back and squeeze shut as she fell into her own orgasm with a sharp moan. Jack garbled a fuck and his own hips spasmed as she squeezed around him, the pressure of her contractions sending him into his own release.
As quickly as it had started, it was over. Kara felt a bead of sweat track down her spine and she squirmed against it. While she had orgasmed, it had been pleasant but not consuming like Jack and Lena’s. Kara knew she had an unfair advantage with her powers but was quickly considering asking Lena for an extra dildo for herself. Jack gave her hand one more squeeze and let go, prompting Kara to gently pull out of him. He breathed a deep moan, rumbly in his chest at the last stroke of friction. Kara decided as she sat back and fumbled with the buckles on her harness that even though she didn’t know him well, she wanted to. He could give as well as he could get, and Kara ached to switch places.
Kara watched him raise up onto his knees and slip out of Lena, the end of the condom filled again. He shuffled to the side looking like he just wanted to lay down-but frowned at the condom.
“Ah, fuck .”
With wobbly knees and a flushed face Jack climbed off of the bed again and unsteadily made his way back to the bathroom. Kara finally freed herself from the harness as Lena crawled up the bed and collapsed in the very middle, completely spent. Her eyes were half closed when she changed her mind with a frown.
“Bathroom.” She mumbled, and started scooting towards the closest edge.
Kara dumped the harness on the towel with the metal butt plug and was about to ask Lena for another toy when she leaned down over her. Her hand pressed flat to her chest and Kara tilted her chin up just in time to meet her in a sweet kiss. Her lipstick and eye makeup were smudged, sweat dotting her hairline.
“Thank you.” She mumbled into Kara’s mouth, her hand warm against her skin. “For this.”
She reached out and petted her hip, wanting nothing more than to mold her body to hers. “‘M sorry I was jealous.”
Lena shook her head and gave her another kiss before leaning up and murmuring a be right back with the toys and towel in her hands just as Jack came out of the bathroom looking hilariously bedraggled. His hair and beard were damp and the condom gone, cleaned up again with a fresh face. He pressed another kiss to the top of Lena’s head as he passed her and crawled back up onto the bed with a tired groan. The mattress bounced as he let his body drop next to Kara with a tired mmph . He wriggled onto his side and cracked an eye open at her.
“I could sleep for a week.” He mumbled, his accent slurring. “Well done.”
Kara flushed with his praise, feeling her heartbeat still heavy in her clit. “I’m glad. I was nervous.”
“If that was you nervous then I’m going to have to come back when you’re not .” Jack teased with a crooked grin.
The mattress dipped again and Lena crawled up between them. She eased herself down and tucked herself into Kara’s side and slung an arm behind her to pull Jack closer. Kara was still feeling recklessly wired even with two very tired humans glomming onto her. She found Jack’s eyes as Lena pressed her face into her neck and curled her arm around her ribs.
“...are you sure you can’t stay another night?” Kara asked softly.
Jack’s brows rose and Lena hummed a low laugh into the crook of her neck. The arm around her waist squeezed once and then her hand dipped low.
“Would you like to switch places? Oh -” Lena cupped her but picked her head up when she realized how turned on she still was. “You should have said something, sweetheart.”
Kara opened her mouth to tell her to rest but warm fingers slid through slick heat and pressed into her in a deft curl. The gentle stretch of her two fingers rubbing inside her sent a crackle of almost impatient pleasure blossoming in her hips. Kara spread her thighs to make more room for her, sighing as the heel of her hand pressed into her clit. She looked up and realized Jack was watching Lena’s hand move between her legs. He felt her eyes on the side of her head and looked back up at her with a warm expression. Kara swallowed down a moan and slid her arm under Lena’s head and tentatively swept his hair off of his forehead with a brush of her fingers.
“I feel like we got off on the wrong foot earlier.” She managed to eek out as Lena pressed a third finger into her. Lena pressed a kiss to her chin and rested her ear against Kara’s sternum, her hand still stroking between her legs.
Jack grinned and sank into the pillow, his arm curling around Lena’s waist. Kara felt his fingers brush her side tentatively. “I can extend my stay another night for you Miss Danvers, and then I’ll get out of your hair. I have a handsome date on Tuesday.”
“ Oh , who is it?” Lena tilted her head on Kara’s chest.
“His name is Tom. I’ll call you after. But… I feel like my attention needs to be here in this bed…” He trailed off with his eyes on Kara’s flushed face.
“You could start your stay now?”
Her request rushed out breathlessly and she felt her face flush. Jack leaned a little closer into Lena’s back and pressed his fingers into her side. His touch was almost as warm as the fingers stretching her and her heart leapt around in her ribcage.
“May I?”
Lena slid her fingers out of her and up to rub slow lazy circles into her clit. Kara gasped and fought to keep her hips still, waiting patiently as Jack eased up onto his elbow and reached across Lena. His hand smoothed in a heavy pet over her hip and the inside of her thigh, testing the waters. Kara shifted her hips and spread her thighs a little further, her fingers tracing the curve of his high cheekbone. He rubbed at her entrance with the pads of her fingers and Kara bit her lip to keep from cursing. The subtle calluses on the tips of his fingers were a curious sensation-that she quickly forgot about as he slowly pressed two fingers into her. His hands were bigger than Lena’s, and his fingers were thicker and longer. He could reach deeper and her eyes rolled a little as he matched Lena’s lazy pattern on her clit, stretching her with a deliciously slick friction.
“Do you want me to fuck you tomorrow night?” Lena asked, pressing a hot open mouthed kiss to her chest.
A series of possible scenarios centered around Lena fucking her, and Lena and Jack fucking her at the same time coaxed a surge of heat in her belly. Her hips jogged up into their hands as her imagination ran wild and hazy with arousal. She was quickly losing her control again, the knot in her belly tightening as she stretched around his fingers and her clit twitched against Lena’s. Jack slowed just enough to press a third finger into her, drawing a pleased moan that she felt in her bones. Kara managed to gasp out on final suggestion before her eyes rolled back and pleasure wiped her mind blank with a swirl of heat in her hips.
“ I want you both .”
