Hey all, with the CW's Crisis on Infinite Earths starting tonight figured this was a good time to get this out before official canon catches up and ruins the plot! Fair warning real life has kinda been a little bit... insane recently and this is, at least in part, me getting back into the swing of things before moving to a rather, uh, ambitious long term project. Hope you enjoy, think you can likely follow along even if you don't watch the shows.
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Gotham City stretched out to the horizon, its streets hidden in a thick layer of fog broken only by the towers of glass and steel that provided sanctuary and security to the rich and powerful. The occasional strobe of red and blue lights illuminated the mists, looking for all the world like some deep sea creature swimming just out of sight. And wrapped around it all the seemingly never-ending cry of sirens as her citizens cried out for help, for hope. It didn’t matter who answered, be it police, crow or bat, just that someone knew, someone heard and cared enough to come. No longer were these the simple needs of a civilised society, now they were becoming prayers rising to the heavens borne aloft by desperation that there may still be someone listening. And on top of the imposing clocktower in the heart of the city a shadow moved and a single word split the night.
“Enough.”
The next morning arrived sluggishly, the sun seemingly reluctant to touch the city that sprawled before it. Not that it changed anything for the citizens of the once great metropolis who resigned themselves to another day, pulled themselves out of bed and on to the streets. A weary city contractor took a cup from the barista at his favourite coffee shop with a grateful nod then turned and headed for home, eager to wash the grime of the night shift from his body. As he reached the door he saw a figure approaching from the other side and held it open. Just for a moment he hesitated as the woman walked by him, her smile and thanks so bright it seemed to light up the room. Had to be from out of town he thought as he left though he couldn’t help but watch out of the corner of his eye as the blonde scanned the room then slipped into a booth next to another woman, this one with short cropped brown hair. Both of them were beautiful and for a split second he debated heading back in and nursing his drink on a bar stool as an excuse to watch the two for a little while. Then a yawn shook his whole body and he reluctantly turned and started the long walk back to his apartment.
“Hey Kara.” The brunette smiled broadly, genuinely pleased to see her friend. “Thanks for coming so quickly.”
“Well you’re only, what, a couple of thousand miles away? Ten minutes, tops.” The blonde giggled as Kate Kane rolled her eyes then blushed as the other woman ran a clearly appreciative eye over the form fitting purple dress she’d pulled from her closet that morning.
“In that? Some lucky 747 pilot must have got a view for the ages.” Kate laughed as Kara stammered something about nanotech clothing, waving away the explanation. “Hey I’m not complaining, as much as I approve of your, uh, work clothes ditching the skirt it still seems a crime against nature to hide those legs.”
“Did you really ask me here just to flirt?” Kara asked, crossing her arms and leaning back in the booth trying very hard to give the impression that she found the whole thing amusingly pointless rather than…. Than any other effect it may be having. Which it definitely, definitely wasn't.
“Not just, no.” Kate said with a wicked grin. “But it’s a pretty strong temptation.”
“Oh please.”
“The strongest, most powerful and let’s not forget most beautiful woman on the planet gives me an ‘on demand’ button to call her for, and I quote, emergencies only? Consider yourself lucky I didn’t decide running out of batteries qualified.”
“Is, is there a point to this?” Kara winced as she heard herself stammer knowing full well that Kate wouldn’t just pick up on it but take it as encouragement. Which, to be fair, wasn’t entirely without merit but still!
“I need your help.” Kate said, turning serious in the blink of an eye. “And this one’s not going to be easy.”
“Whatever you need.” Kara replied without hesitation and Kate shook her head.
“Not here. Come on, back to my place and I’ll fill you in.”
“That’s probably a good idea.”
“And afterwards I’ll tell you the plan.”
“Kate….” Kara sighed, rolling her eyes and hoping against hope that the blush she knew was likely burning across her face wouldn’t be spotted by the one woman she knew who’d be able to beat Sara Lance in the seduction sweepstakes. It wasn’t that the idea didn’t have… well, it wasn’t without… ever since she’d taken a quick peek beneath the batsuit when they’d first met Kate’s figure had been… and there was something about those eyes that made her insides flutter but…
“Oh lighten up.” Kate grabbed Kara’s hand and led her out of the booth and the shop, wishing there was a paparazzi hanging around desperate for a good old fashioned salacious picture. “And, yes, that’s a Bat saying that!” She added as Kara threw a disbelieving look in her general direction.
A few minutes later both women were nestled in large leather armchairs in Kate’s impressive office in Wayne Tower. Of course, Kara thought, it wasn’t surprising it was impressive considering it used to belong to Bruce before he vanished but Kate Kane was definitely starting to put her own style into the place.
“So what, exactly, do you want me to do?” Kara asked, curious.
“Help me bring peace to Gotham.”
“That’s... ambitious.”
“Just for one night. Give the people here one night of security, of silence. A night without sirens.”
Kara stared at her friend, thinking about the enormity of the task. Reading her concern Kate plunged ahead.
“Luke can intercept all calls to the emergency services, route them to us instead. Between us we can handle it.”
“Maybe...” Kara was clearly not convinced and she stood to stare out at the city. “The criminal side, yeah, okay we can do that easily enough. Maybe even fire too but medical? What if we get someone who can’t be moved? What if the shock of flying at super speed kills someone?”
“I’ve got that covered.” Kate reassured the Kryptonian. “Mary has a virtual army of docs and med students working to help the people of Gotham night after night. She’ll have them on the streets ready to go where they’re needed. All we have to do is cover when they need something in a hurry.”
“You know how dangerous this could be don’t you?” The question was asked quietly but the steel behind it was obvious.
“I do. But ever since the Crisis this city has been dying a slow death. If we don’t do something, now, I’m not sure it’ll be able to come back.”
Kara still looked skeptical and she stood, pacing the room back and forth. "And you think this will make a difference?"
"I do."
"Even if it costs someone their life?" Kara didn't ask the question of Kate directly but let it hang in the air as she turned to stare out of the window at the city beyond.
"Kara... this is Gotham. Even with every last officer , fire fighter and doctor on duty people are dying on a daily basis. Every single time someone hears a siren echo through the streets it’s a reminder of all those who need help but won’t get it. That’s why this matters, why it can give people hope. A night of peace... the city hasn't known anything like it since, well, since Bruce left. And with all of us working together it might bring that hope to a hell of a lot more people than if we just let the usual agencies get on with it.”
Kara was motionless, the sunlight drifting through the window outlining her slim figure. "If the city is that far gone is any of this worth it?"
Kate swallowed, the question wasn't a new one to her, in fact she regularly heard it in the privacy of her own thoughts on a nightly basis. Yet the answer was the same every time.
"Always."
Kara reached a hand up to her face, seemingly lost in thought. Then with just a hint of super-speed she spun to face her friend, the glasses whipped dramatically from her head to trigger her suit which materialised around her, the iconic coat of arms forming last as her smile lit up the world.
"Then what are we waiting for?"
Kate suddenly found herself a little tongue tied, not something she was used to even with the company she'd been keeping of late. But this was the first time she'd been able to concentrate on the show as Kara switched from her normal everyday persona to her superhero alter-ego and the effect was somewhat akin to a blowtorch meeting an ice cube. She shook herself out of the very pleasant fantasies her racing thoughts were concocting and glanced down at her jeans and t-shirt.
"Well I should probably change first...."
*****
In a small apartment three blocks from the financial district a woman in her mid-40’s scrabbled for the phone, dialled 911 with shaking fingers. Her husband of 20 years was gasping on the floor, pain etched on his face as he clutched his heart. The voice on the other end of the call reassured her help was on its way and to open the front door. Then, less than a minute later, a young man in medical scrubs raced in, a small team of assistants behind him with equipment and a stretcher as they set to work.
A young man stepped out of the elevated train and on to a surprisingly deserted platform. It wasn’t until he reached the stairs down to the street that he heard the first clank of metal behind him, saw the two gang members walk casually out from either side of the staircase and start up towards him. He glanced behind him and, to his shock, found the platform still empty. He heard a rustle of cloth and spun back to look down the stairs… and once again found the view to be missing the thugs he knew were coming for him. Instinctively he glanced upwards and saw, just for a moment, a dark shape shoot upwards, vanishing into the shadows of the rooftops.
At the recently refurbished Monarch Theatre the Jokerz burst through the front entrance, racing into the packed auditorium and firing automatic weapons into the air above the heads of the shocked patrons. Five of them had large rucksacks on their backs and started moving amongst the people, other members of the gang grabbing jewellery, wallets, watches and anything else that looked suitably expensive to shove into the bags. And then there was a red and blue blur, a gale burst through the stalls and the gang suddenly found their weapons torn from their grasp and their surroundings those of a Gotham jail cell rather than a palace of the arts.
On and on it went through the night. It didn’t seem to matter what was happening or where, a divine force seemed to be watching over the city that night. A forgotten cigarette dropped from exhausted fingers to land on a stack of newspapers, only for a precise jet of arctic breath to snuff it out. A car careening out of control thanks to a burst tyre was scooped off the ground and deposited twenty yards beyond the group of late night party goers it had been heading towards just a moment earlier. A robbery at a liquor store was suddenly plunged into darkness to end with the robber and her accomplice tied to a lamppost outside awaiting collection in the morning. A young couple dove into their car, the wife already deep into labour, only for the engine to splutter and die. What seemed like seconds later a woman with the calm, practiced, professional demeanour of a doctor knocked on the glass and slid into the backseat alongside the expectant mother while the car lifted itself off the ground and headed directly to Gotham general hospital.
For hour after hour the city moved and shifted in its usual patterns yet stillness reigned. Not a siren split the night and gradually, almost reluctantly, hope spread through its people. Muscles relaxed, tensions eased and oh so slowly eyes slid shut into peaceful sleep for the first time in what felt like forever.
*****
“And…. We’re out.” Kate said as she eyed the monitor in front of her. “Luke’s removed the patch from the phone systems, all emergency calls are now going where they’re supposed to.”
“Oh thank Rao.” Kara sighed. “I’m going to sleep for a week!” The girl of steel was lying on her back, arms outstretched as she hung in mid-air.
“I thought you might say that.” Kate said with a wry smile as she walked over to the floating Supergirl. “Come with me.” She snagged Kara’s right foot as she went past and started towing her friend through the air across the apartment towards a set of double doors.
“If this is a hot tub I swear I’m going to leave your bike on top of that clock tower….” Kara broke off as Kate pushed open the heavy wood doors and revealed a silk-wrapped bed, the sheets perfectly crisp without a crease to be seen.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take the couch.” Kate smirked as she felt Kara flip upright to hover alongside her before half flying, half falling on to the sheets with a contented sigh. Kate, still in the batsuit minus the cowl, gloves and boots carefully checked the pouch on her right hip to make sure she’d grabbed what she needed.
“Oooohhhh that’s good….” Kara groaned as the bed took her weight and the silk tickled her bare fingers and the nape of her neck. She squirmed down the mattress, raising her arms above her head and stretching out.
“Well you can rest easy. You really did something special for Gotham today.”
“You really think this one day is going to make a difference?”
“I know it will. Never discount the healing power of a little hope Kara.” Kate said quietly taking a couple of steps towards the exit before pausing just by the doors. “Or, for that matter, a little adult entertainment.” Her voice rose on the last two words, triggering a voice command to her computer system. Instantly soft restraints fired out from the corners of the bed, wrapping around Kara’s wrists and ankles. They snapped back with enough force to tug Kara into a spread-eagled position, her suit clinging to her like a second skin. Before Supergirl could adjust to her new circumstances Kate had closed the doors and launched herself on to the bed, landing straddling Kara’s waist.
“What the hell?” Kara asked, looking up with a mix of anger and confusion, her tired mind struggling to switch gears so quickly.
“Just trust me for 60 seconds.” Kate whispered as her right hand popped open the pouch on her hip and pulled Kara’s glasses out from their hiding place. She carefully slid them back onto that gorgeous face and, sure enough, Supergirl’s suit melted away, folding back into nothingness to leave her clad in the same purple dress she’d started the day in.
“Forty seconds…” Kate purred as she very slowly lifted the glasses away from Kara’s face, making sure not to trigger the transformation this time. She let the left arm of the glasses trail over Kara’s throat and down into her exposed cleavage before lifting them away and carefully setting them on the nightstand.
“Fifteen….” This time Kate whispered the word into Kara’s ear and followed up with a gentle nuzzle of that long enticing neck.
“Five…. four….” She worked her way up Kara’s cheek, gently kissing the silky smooth skin and revelling in the moment. Beneath her Kara had gone still but somehow that actually felt like encouragement. It wasn’t as if she’d thrown her across the city the moment Kate’s lips and touched her.
“Three…. two….” Kate kissed Kara’s chin then brought her hands up to brush the blonde hair away from her face, holding her tenderly as she dipped low….
“One.” Kate breathed the word, her lips barely an inch from Kara’s. And there she stayed, holding herself still, the invitation clear but the choice firmly in the hands of the Kryptonian beneath her.
“Seriously!?!” Kara cried as Kate halted her advances and simply waited.
“Your choice Kara. You can break free any time you like but put yourself in my hands and I’ll make you feel so good you’ll MMmmmpph!” Kate’s words were swallowed, almost literally, by Kara stretching up and kissing her full on the lips with a force and passion that seemed to have been building for a lot longer than just this night. Kate let out a low groan that verged on a growl as she tasted the Kryptonian for the first time and felt her unbelievably strong body writhe between her thighs. The temptation to just go straight to the main even burned in her mind but she’d waited over a year for this chance and she was determined not to waste it.
With a grunt of effort Kate pulled back, panting slightly as she sucked air back into her lungs. Kara’s eyes sparkled with lust and the ropes holding her creaked alarmingly as she started to move up towards her captor.
“Wait!” Kate pressed a single finger to Kara’s lips and pushed her back down to the mattress. She rushed ahead, the words spilling over themselves as she felt what little self-control she had start to slip. "Let me drive, okay? You've carried the world enough for one night."
Just for a moment Kate wondered if she'd asked too much. Kara's blue eyes were heavy with pent-up need and Kate was under no illusions just how useless the ropes - or, for that matter, the heaviest steel chains on the planet - would be if the Kryptonian decided not to hold herself back. The agony of choice played over that gorgeous face then, to Kate's delight, the blonde lay back down against the bed, nestling her head onto the waiting pillows.
"I'm all yours..." Kara purred and now it was Kate caught in the moment, temptation pulling at her. But no, no, for the chance to really drive Kara crazy she could hold her own desires at bay, at least for a little while.
The kiss was so far removed from the gentle teasing brush of lips that had accompanied the countdown it caught Kara completely off guard. For half a second she tensed up then eased back into the wonderful presence of this confident, beautiful woman straddling her hips. As a tongue darted into her mouth and began exploring in earnest she luxuriated in the desire washing over her. It had been so long since she'd been the centre of someone's world she'd almost forgotten how good it could be, how complete it could make her feel.
Kate heard the slight moan from her captive and brought her hands up to play with Kara's ears and neck. Caressing the smooth, soft skin she mixed gentle, tender strokes with light, teasing tickles that soon started Kara moaning and giggling as the sensations switched and swirled around her.
"Mmm... oh that feelllls so goooodddd." Kara groaned before a stream of giggles took over, Kate's lips trailing around her jaw to her right earlobe as her fingers flicked and squiggled over Kara's long neck.
"You think this is good?" Kate breathed into Kara's ear, her tongue caressing the curve of her earlobe. "Just imagine what my tongue will feel like lapping away at that sweet, soaked pussy." Kara blushed as she felt Kate's lips curl into a grin, knowing full well the sudden wave of scent that rose to envelop them both was all the proof the brunette needed to the state of Kara's most intimate area.
"God Kate..." Kara struggled to find the words but felt her world swept up in Kate's talented fingers as she swept her hands over Kara's shoulders, her lips trailing behind with a series of short, sharp kisses.
"You don't mind if I unzip you, do you?" Kate actually laughed at the disbelieving look Kara threw her at question coming from a woman whose lips were caressing her flesh maybe six inches from her tits. "Always ask permission." Kate explained with a wink and laughed again at Kara's frustrated eye roll and rapid nod.
True to her word Kate slid her hands between Kara and the silk sheet, fingers wrapping around the zip of the tight dress and slowly pulling it down. Kara gasped as the cool silk slipped between the dress and her body then whined as Kate let go of the zip just before it started to travel over the curve of her ass.
"Patience Supergirl..." Kate teased. "We don't want to miss anything now, do we?" As she spoke she brought her fingertips to the golden skin of Kara's chest just above the edge of the dress. "You're going to love this..."
Love, Kara thought, wasn't the right word. Oh Kate's fingers felt incredible alright, little sparks of electricity flying off every touch as she swirled them over Kara's body. But it also tickled in a maddening, insubstantial fashion, never giving her enough time to get used to a particular sensation before something subtle changed. At the same time every flick of a fingertip moved the now-loose fabric of her dress down a tiny, imperceptible amount which was. by far, the most frustrating tease she'd ever experienced. All of it together left her gasping and struggling not to rip the ropes apart and just jump Kate there and then.
Kate was almost giddy with delight as she watched Kara's face. The parade of emotions, of pleasure and frustration and need and joy were everything she'd ever hoped for from this astonishing woman. More than once she gave in to temptation and kissed the panting, giggling lips. She didn't mean to, after all it broke the slowly rising wave of denial she was trying to build, but it was a blow-off valve for both of them now, the only thing keeping the teasing approach going.
Still, even Kate Kane couldn't have infinite patience and after fifteen minutes of sliding the dress down one tiny movement at a time it was finally clinging to Kara's chest only by the slight rise of her hard nipples. With a lightning quick motion Kate pulled the material down to Kara's naval, feeling the dress going tight again as she reached the point where the zipper was still closed. Suddenly Kara was bare from stomach to the top of her head and Kate could do nothing but stare.
"Wow...." She rocked back to sit on Kara’s thighs as she drank in the half-naked Kryptonian. Ever since they’d first met Kate had been curious and then some about what Kara Danvers would look like in her birthday suit rather than the super one. If she was being entirely honest with herself she’d spent quite a bit of time since fantasising about just that. Yet if anything the reality left the fantasy for dead. So much so that she realised with a start that Kara had started to blush at the continued eyeballing. She let herself fall forward, stopping her descent so their faces were barely inches apart. This close she could feel the warmth pouring off Kara’s body, far more than any human could give, and had to concentrate to ignore that tempting siren call.
“So I’ve never said this to anyone before… but you really are perfect!”
The blush deepened and was joined by a disbelieving giggle. Kate was having none of it though and dove on.
“I mean it Kara. Perfect.” Her right hand moved, seemingly of its own accord, as she caressed the flat stomach, marvelling at the smoothness of the skin, the ripple of muscles as her touch sent little sparks of delight firing through Supergirl’s body. She could feel the gentle sway of Kara’s hips as she let the struggle for control show through a little bit. Kate let her hand wander upwards until she could trace the contours of Kara’s breasts and swirl her fingertips over aching nipples.
“Gaauuhhhhhh” Kara groaned and her eyes fluttered closed at the touch. Her breath was coming fast and shallow as Kate stoked the flames ever higher. Her fingers clenched, her neck stretching as she rocked her head back in delight from the delicate but devastating assault on her tits. Curious and genuinely unsure of what the outcome might be Kate took Kara’s left nipple between her thumb and forefinger and pinched it, hard.
“FUCK!” The word exploded like a bullet in the quiet room and the next thing Kate knew Supergirl was kissing her like her life depended on it. For a moment Kate thought Kara had broken the bonds and was about to throw her down and ravage her, the desire too much to stand. But it didn’t happen and slowly she realised the ropes were still intact. Rather it was Kate that had gotten a little too close and Kara had strained up to ensnare her.
Something snapped inside Kate. Sure she wanted to tease Kara into insanity but this, this was too much to resist. She slid her right hand down Kara’s side, across her still-covered hips and up to the utility belt she was still wearing as part of the batsuit. Slipping a batarang from its holder she whimpered as she wrenched herself away, her left hand coming across to hold Kara’s throat. A useless gesture of course, she could no more choke Supergirl than lift a mountain, but another reminder of who held control.
“Hold still…” Kate commanded, placing the tip of the sharpened weapon at the top edge of Kara’s dress. With a single flick of the wrist Kate slashed open the entire outfit, coming so close to Kara’s pussy the edge of the batarang had her scent on it. The dress fell open, and it was all Kate could do not to just watch and memorise the view. Very dimly some small part of her that was always considering the tactical impact of the world around her noted a flutter of black amongst the remains of the dress confirming she’d caught Kara’s panties as well as the dress.
“Kate…” Kara moaned, clearly enjoying the feel of fingers around her throat even if they couldn’t do much to her.
“Yes beautiful?” Kate replied with a grin.
“Strip.”
“Hmm… no.”
“Please?”
“No.”
“I’ll heat vision that suit right off you….” Kara let her eyes glow red and it took a monumental effort on Kate’s part not to simply declare her love right there and then.
“Not if you want me to keep going you won’t.”
“But…”
“You’ve seen me naked, remember? You could see me naked right now if you wanted to, suit or not. This is just balancing things up.”
“I’d like to do more than just see….”
Kate swallowed, hard. “Not tonight. Later, maybe, but this is about you.” She lent in and kissed Kara again, this time slowly and tenderly. “Just let me drive, okay? You want to return the favour, invite me to your place.” She whispered the last with a teasing tone as her hands slipped down to Kara’s hips and was rewarded by a sigh and a nod.
“Good girl.” Kate murmured then dug her fingers into Kara’s waist and tickled for all she was worth. It caught the Kryptonian off guard and she bucked hard, barely catching herself before splintering the bed, shattering the ropes and sending Kate into orbit. Kate, though, had been expecting the reaction and had held on tightly, her legs wrapping around Kara’s to ride the initial lurch then letting the motion carry her as she slid down and greedily put her mouth to work worshiping Kara’s tits.
The reaction to another woman licking, kissing, sucking and even biting her breasts for the first time was almost as extreme as the unexpected tickling and Kate struggled to keep her lips fixed to their target as Kara rolled and writhed under her. She let her hands wander freely, poking and prodding and goosing and tapping wherever they could reach as the poor woman underneath her proved to be ticklish seemingly from head to foot. Not that she could tell from the noises coming from Kara’s lips. While laughter was certainly part of it the groans, cries and begging suggested that the blonde was having the time of her life and Kate was determined to keep things that way.
She let her right arm drift down between Kara’s thighs, tickling all the way. Carefully, oh so carefully, making sure she didn’t let her fingers as much as brush Kara’s soaking pussy, keeping her ticklish, teasing, torturous touch to hips and thighs. Only once she was sure she’d slipped past that precious treasure did she start to turn, letting her hand wiggle and scrape around the curve of one perfect thigh to assault the cute bubble of Kara’s butt. Of course the only way to reach that far was to let her wrist and forearm rest against Kara’s slit…. Which had the unfortunate side effect of driving the girl of steel crazy with frustration even as she shrieked and danced away from the hand tickling her ass.
Kate reluctantly slid off the bound woman, moving to the side and instantly missing the physical connection between her thighs even if a few layers of kevlar had been in the way. It was necessary though to let her start making her way down the washboard-flat stomach towards the true prize she longed to taste. Even so she lingered on the journey, licking and lapping in the small valley between Kara’s tits, kissing her way inch by torturous inch down and around a torso now gleaming with sweat. Her left hand flicked and dove around Kara’s neck and ears adding a delightful giggling into the symphony of laughter.
Kate had fully intended to head directly for the tempting treat waiting in between Kara’s thighs but stopped dead as her tongue dragged in one long lick across Kara’s navel.
“OH nononononoNONonono…..” Kara was suddenly begging, outright begging, and Kate couldn’t pass up that opportunity. Just to make sure she reversed her path, this time letting her tongue linger over the soft, supple flesh and dip a little lower into the shallow hollow.
“NooooOOOOHHHHHoooooo”. Kara knew her protest was just adding fuel to the fire but she couldn’t help herself. The curve of Kate’s lips against her stomach told her immediately how bad an idea that had been and she tried to brace herself. Sure enough that devilish tongue was soon slathering around her stomach, poking and rasping over her skin and into the curve of her belly button. Just as she drew breath to scream a protest she suddenly found herself howling in pleasure as Kate moved her right hand up and drove two fingers into the tight, wet pussy that was practically pleading for attention.
The sudden reversal from Kate’s mouth giving her pleasure while her fingers tormented her flipped Kara’s world upside down and she felt her entire body shake. Kate was playing with her new toy as if she already knew every spot and motion that could send Kara wild and she wasn’t holding back. Yet, at the same time, she was just keeping Kara on edge, holding her close to the point of release without hurtling over it.
“Kate ppplllleease!” Kara cried, her back arching as Kate pursed her lips around Kara’s navel and blew a raspberry against her invincible body. But the cry wasn’t a plea for mercy, rather one for release.
“What do you want Kara?” Kate asked, raising her head for a moment before falling back to the assault. Her left hand dropped to play with Kara’s tits, tickling and pinching everywhere she now knew to be sensitive.
“I… I….” Kara didn’t have the words and Kate took pity on her.
“Do you want to cum?” She asked, feeding her toy the line.
“YES!”
“Do you want me to stop tickling you?”
“No!” The reply was instant and Kate laughed, sending her fingertips racing over whatever flesh they could reach.
“Then ask nicely.”
“Wha….?”
“Beg me to make you cum.”
Kara blinked then let go of all her inhibitions at once.
“Kate, please, please make me cum. Oh…. Oh god… make me scream, make me laugh, make me cum begging for more… please…. please…..”
Kate reached under the bed with her left hand and groped for the object she’d placed there quietly while Kara had been coming back from her last heroic duty of the day. She held it up and Kara gasped at the sight of the sleek metal dildo, gleaming in the low light.
“This is for you Kara.” Kate said tenderly, watching the blonde’s eyes open wide. “Had it made specially.” Kate giggled as she brought the gleaming toy down to nuzzle at the entrance to Kara’s pussy. “A cock of steel for the girl of steel….”
“Oh… oh… oh fuck….” Kara was already panting with anticipation as the tip slipped inside her, paused, then withdrew. Kate shifted herself around, resting her cheek on Kara’s hip so she could get the best view possible of what she was about to do. Her left hand, seemingly at a loose end, moved to Kara’s left thigh and started to tickle and torment the long, smooth run from the back of her knee to the curve of her ass.
“Ready for this?” Kate asked and she had to smother a laugh as Kara cried out “YES!” In frustration.
Again Kate slipped the tip inside her victim, leaving it there for a few seconds before pulling it out. In… wait… out. In…. Wait…. Out. She felt Kara’s desperation building and for the next little trip lowered her head and lapped once at Kara’s clit.
“FUCK! Kate come onnnnnnoohhhhhh…. Please?”
Instead of replying Kate threw herself across Kara’s body, pulling the dildo out of the way as she buried her face between her thighs, left hand slipping underneath the blonde to fly over the curve of her ass, tickling for all she was worth. Kara’s cry of delight was muffled as Kate smothered her in what would have been an invitation to return the favour if not for the brunette still being in her work clothes. Kate could feel Kara tensing beneath her, the rush of orgasm building and drawing closer with impressive speed. She knew she couldn’t risk being in the way when it arrived but somehow she couldn’t pull herself away. The scent and taste of this remarkable woman was intoxicating, almost sweet as she forced her tongue as deeply inside Kara’s pussy as should could manage. Muscles trembled and, to Kate’s amazement, Kara’s cries were almost lifting her hips clear off the other woman’s face as Kara lost control of her super breath.
Suddenly, at the last moment, self-preservation kicked in and Kate lifted her head and thrust the steel cock back into Kara’s hungry pussy, bracing herself for the ride she knew was coming. Sure enough the moment the metal dick slid into the Kryptonian she hurtled over the edge, her screams so loud they were buzzing against Kate’s pussy even through the batsuit. Muscles rippled as she thrashed in her bonds, every rope creaking a warning that was quickly drowned by the groaning of over-stressed metal. The sight of this woman, no, Kate mentally corrected herself, this goddess coming beneath her while still submitting to her command…. It was too much and the physical force of Kara’s orgasmic cries was enough to push Kate into her own orgasm. It was a pale shadow of the pleasure Kara was experiencing but it still took Kate’s breath away as she shuddered through her climax.
Finally Kara started to come down, her body going still as Kate slid the dildo out of its sopping wet prison and tumbled off to lie alongside the blonde, arms wrapped around her in an embrace that brought her chin onto Kara’s shoulder.
“You okay?” Kate asked after a few minutes had passed.
“Fantastic.” Kara sighed dreamily. “How’d you feel about snuggling or does that spoil the dark and brooding image?”
“Only if I’ve got the cowl on.” Kate laughed, reaching for the restraint around Kara’s right wrist. “Here, let me get those off you and we can do this properly.”
“Let me.” Kara said and in less than a second had used her heat vision to neatly snip all four ropes. For an encore she twisted to scoop Kate up in her arms then floated them up a couple of foot above the bed, Kate wrapped around the naked woman and somewhat surprised by the new position.
“Showoff.”
“I didn’t want you lying in a wet spot.” Kara countered, pulling the brunette closer to her.
“Hmm, really.” Kate raised an eyebrow then brought her left hand up to show Kara the mangled, twisted remains of the steel dildo.
“Oh! Oh I’m sorry, I’ll…. I’ll….”
Kate laughed and put a finger to Kara’s lips. “Shh, it’s fine. Actually I told you I had this made specially?” Kara nodded, uncertainly. “Well it’s actually built to do this. Deform rather than break, I mean. Figured while it can’t actually hurt you explaining to your sister why she needs to pull pieces of sex toy out of your body wasn’t high on your wish list.”
“You, uh, yes.” Kara blushed fiercely but Kate just laughed again and threw the remains of the dildo into a corner of the room.
“If you’re worried about breaking it I’ve got a dozen more just waiting to go…”
That did it. Kara dropped them back to the bed, giggling as she turned Kate over just as they hit, pinning her arms above her head before kissing her passionately. She didn’t break away until she felt that telltale twitch from the other woman that spoke of an urgent need for oxygen then, while Kate was still refilling her lungs, said in her best sultry tones.
“So when are you coming out to National City?”
*****
"You know I really need to talk to Brainy about getting that tech for the Batsuit" Kate mused as she lounged under the sheet enjoying the sight of Kara's supersuit forming around her body even while mourning the loss of a naked Supergirl walking around her bedroom. She’d just about had the presence of mind to get out of her own suit before falling asleep in Kara’s arms and now the silk sheet felt phenomenal against her naked skin.
"Might be a bit tough with your utility belt but I'll see what I can do." Kara promised flicking the cape out behind her as she knelt down beside the bed.
"Talking of which, this is for you." Kate held out a box wrapped, Kara couldn't help noticing, in black paper with a red bat logo in the centre.
"Please tell me this isn’t what I think it is?”
"No no, this is definitely work related." Kate grinned as she cast an appreciative eye over Kara’s curves. “Don’t worry though, I’ll get you something pretty to remember the rest by.”
“Trust me, I’ll remember.” Kara leant forward and gently kissed the brunette, enjoying the scent and taste of her one more time. She felt Kate push the package into her hand and reluctantly pulled back to open it then paused. With a slightly smug grin she turned it over and let her heat vision caress the tape, cutting it cleanly without so much as singeing the paper.
"Showoff." Kate muttered, trying to ignore her own reaction to such a blatant display of power.
"Sometimes." Kara admitted as she opened up the box and pulled out a slim golden watch. Clearly expensive it gleamed in the early morning sun.
"It's beautiful, thank you."
"You haven't seen the best part yet, squeeze the sides. Gently!" Kate instructed and a moment later her phone chirped on the nightstand.
"A signal watch?" Kara said, surprised. "But... it's so small!"
"Well unlike yours this just sends a signal via the Waynetech satellite network so doesn't have to generate anything more than a data burst. Besides there have to be some advantages to running Wayne R&D." Kate suddenly turned serious as she took Kara's hand. "I meant what I said back at Arkham you know, the first time we met? This works both ways, you need a partner and I'm there."
Kara smiled and echoed Kate's words from that first meeting back to her. "World's Finest! Bruce and Kal will just have to settle for second best!
Kate laughed and pulled Kara into an embrace, luxuriating in the warm glow that rose from the Kryptonian before jumping back with a surprised squeak as Kara's fingers goosed her ribs at superhuman speeds.
"Next time..." Kara promised before stepping to the balcony and throwing herself into the waiting sky.
The next few weeks passed quietly for Kate. Crime returned to Gotham of course but subdued and without the desperate edge she'd felt since the sky burnt red on that terrible day. She even found herself able to grab something resembling a decent nights sleep once in a while which was the main reason she was caught by surprise when her phone woke her up just before dawn.
"Luke, what's wrong?"
"Get down to the cave now Kate." Her resident tech genius sounded more worried than usual and she found herself suddenly fearful.
Those fears were quickly realised as she walked in to the batcave to find Luke watching multiple news feeds on the main screen. She caught snatches of each broadcaster as they built on top of each other.
"The seemingly robotic force appeared over the Atlantic two hours ago and began moving towards the east cost of America attacking any vessel in their way or aircraft that passed overhead. No-one has yet claimed responsibility for..." The BBC announcer looked grave even as their words were drowned out by the next channel.
"The President has ordered all costal cities to begin evacuations but the scale of the task is beyond comprehension. Initial responders to the first cruise ship attacked have reported some form of biological agent affecting all those on board." This was from a national CNN broadcast but Kate's attention was taken by a reporter standing in front of a CatCo logo.
"We're hearing from our contacts within the Government that the biological agent seems lethal to all humans which severely restricts a military response as well as the options for any meta-human action. Right now we... wait, we're hearing that... " The report cut away to a feed from a remote camera facing the ocean and in the middle distance a line of a hundred floating war machines, metal tentacles hanging beneath them and weapon emplacements glinting on their hulls.
Kate found her hands bunching into fists, the sheer helplessness of her situation not something she was used to. She glanced over at Luke and he shook his head. "Sorry, even if the plane would stand up to whatever that biological weapon is it'd never get you there in time."
She turned angrily back to the screen, shocked to see the machines visibly closer in just the few seconds her attention had been elsewhere. And then the camera spun around, the skyline of Metropolis filling the lens. The shot wobbled for a moment then blurred as the camera zoomed in to a distant point. Something was hurtling towards the city, a streak of movement still too far away to show colour let alone detail. The camera was clearly struggling to keep it in frame and the shot jumped as the drone operator tried to adjust to this new challenge. By the time it had settled again the dot was much, much closer and Kate felt her heart race. Now she, and everyone else watching across the world, could make out the red and blue costume, the long golden hair flowing in the wind and, as the drone adjusted its angle, the S symbol that suddenly carried all their hopes.
"Go get 'em Kara..." Kate whispered though now more than ever she wished she was there to join the fight.
Supergirl came to a halt a few hundred yards from the shoreline hanging in mid-air as she surveyed the line of metal approaching the city. She took a deep breath, her mind racing with possibilities as she scanned each machine with her x-ray vision. To her relief every last craft was remotely piloted so there was no crew to worry about harming which made her task a little easier. Behind her the drone dropped into place and the image it broadcast to the world became famous practically before it left the lens. The seemingly endless line of death approaching the helpless civilians and standing firm between them the last daughter of Krypton as the sun burst through the clouds, surrounding her in a golden halo. As Kara shot forward into battle the first shots arced in and a stray round caught the drone, sending it burning into the bay leaving humanity praying for a miracle.
"Nope, sorry, I don't get it..." Kara said to her sister Alex as the later held a tablet up to the glass of the DEO decontamination chamber. The picture leading the article had the caption "Supergirl embraces her inner Thunder Child" which was perilously close to more detail than the article itself contained. With the only camera feed going dead so early the official version of events had yet to catch up with the demands of a 24 hour news cycle.
"Really, you never read War of.... I'll get you a copy for Christmas." Alex promised. "How are you feeling?"
"Good. I guess Brainy was right, whatever that stuff was it didn't affect Kryptonians."
"Thank god. Got to be honest I didn't have a plan B on this one."
"You'd have thought of something."Kara said with the quiet confidence she always had when it came to her sister.
"Maybe...."
Kara quickly changed the subject, not wanting to let Alex dwell on the potential failure or just how close they might have come to the edge of extinction. She gave a dramatic sigh and twirled in place, letting the soft fabric of her dress flow around her. "So how long am I stuck in here anyway?"
"Hmm? Oh, another two, three hours I'd say. And don't worry, Brainy will sort out your supersuit too, it'll be ready when you are." Alex shook herself loose from the dark thoughts clouding her mind and grinned nastily through the glass. "Want me to arrange some entertainment?"
"Oh no, not after last time. Last thing I need is a dark room and I.T. on loop." Kara paused then felt herself blush at the thought that stole over her. "One question though... how long is the flight from Gotham to National City?"
"Umm.... about four hours I think. Why?"
"Oh.... no real reason...." Kara said, reaching down to the gold watch on her left wrist and gently squeezing the sides. "Let's just say I can handle the entertainment part myself..."
****
Gotham City stretched out to the horizon, its streets hidden in a thick layer of fog broken only by the towers of glass and steel that provided sanctuary and security to the rich and powerful. The occasional strobe of red and blue lights illuminated the mists, looking for all the world like some deep sea creature swimming just out of sight. And wrapped around it all the seemingly never-ending cry of sirens as her citizens cried out for help, for hope. It didn’t matter who answered, be it police, crow or bat, just that someone knew, someone heard and cared enough to come. No longer were these the simple needs of a civilised society, now they were becoming prayers rising to the heavens borne aloft by desperation that there may still be someone listening. And on top of the imposing clocktower in the heart of the city a shadow moved and a single word split the night.
“Enough.”
The next morning arrived sluggishly, the sun seemingly reluctant to touch the city that sprawled before it. Not that it changed anything for the citizens of the once great metropolis who resigned themselves to another day, pulled themselves out of bed and on to the streets. A weary city contractor took a cup from the barista at his favourite coffee shop with a grateful nod then turned and headed for home, eager to wash the grime of the night shift from his body. As he reached the door he saw a figure approaching from the other side and held it open. Just for a moment he hesitated as the woman walked by him, her smile and thanks so bright it seemed to light up the room. Had to be from out of town he thought as he left though he couldn’t help but watch out of the corner of his eye as the blonde scanned the room then slipped into a booth next to another woman, this one with short cropped brown hair. Both of them were beautiful and for a split second he debated heading back in and nursing his drink on a bar stool as an excuse to watch the two for a little while. Then a yawn shook his whole body and he reluctantly turned and started the long walk back to his apartment.
“Hey Kara.” The brunette smiled broadly, genuinely pleased to see her friend. “Thanks for coming so quickly.”
“Well you’re only, what, a couple of thousand miles away? Ten minutes, tops.” The blonde giggled as Kate Kane rolled her eyes then blushed as the other woman ran a clearly appreciative eye over the form fitting purple dress she’d pulled from her closet that morning.
“In that? Some lucky 747 pilot must have got a view for the ages.” Kate laughed as Kara stammered something about nanotech clothing, waving away the explanation. “Hey I’m not complaining, as much as I approve of your, uh, work clothes ditching the skirt it still seems a crime against nature to hide those legs.”
“Did you really ask me here just to flirt?” Kara asked, crossing her arms and leaning back in the booth trying very hard to give the impression that she found the whole thing amusingly pointless rather than…. Than any other effect it may be having. Which it definitely, definitely wasn't.
“Not just, no.” Kate said with a wicked grin. “But it’s a pretty strong temptation.”
“Oh please.”
“The strongest, most powerful and let’s not forget most beautiful woman on the planet gives me an ‘on demand’ button to call her for, and I quote, emergencies only? Consider yourself lucky I didn’t decide running out of batteries qualified.”
“Is, is there a point to this?” Kara winced as she heard herself stammer knowing full well that Kate wouldn’t just pick up on it but take it as encouragement. Which, to be fair, wasn’t entirely without merit but still!
“I need your help.” Kate said, turning serious in the blink of an eye. “And this one’s not going to be easy.”
“Whatever you need.” Kara replied without hesitation and Kate shook her head.
“Not here. Come on, back to my place and I’ll fill you in.”
“That’s probably a good idea.”
“And afterwards I’ll tell you the plan.”
“Kate….” Kara sighed, rolling her eyes and hoping against hope that the blush she knew was likely burning across her face wouldn’t be spotted by the one woman she knew who’d be able to beat Sara Lance in the seduction sweepstakes. It wasn’t that the idea didn’t have… well, it wasn’t without… ever since she’d taken a quick peek beneath the batsuit when they’d first met Kate’s figure had been… and there was something about those eyes that made her insides flutter but…
“Oh lighten up.” Kate grabbed Kara’s hand and led her out of the booth and the shop, wishing there was a paparazzi hanging around desperate for a good old fashioned salacious picture. “And, yes, that’s a Bat saying that!” She added as Kara threw a disbelieving look in her general direction.
A few minutes later both women were nestled in large leather armchairs in Kate’s impressive office in Wayne Tower. Of course, Kara thought, it wasn’t surprising it was impressive considering it used to belong to Bruce before he vanished but Kate Kane was definitely starting to put her own style into the place.
“So what, exactly, do you want me to do?” Kara asked, curious.
“Help me bring peace to Gotham.”
“That’s... ambitious.”
“Just for one night. Give the people here one night of security, of silence. A night without sirens.”
Kara stared at her friend, thinking about the enormity of the task. Reading her concern Kate plunged ahead.
“Luke can intercept all calls to the emergency services, route them to us instead. Between us we can handle it.”
“Maybe...” Kara was clearly not convinced and she stood to stare out at the city. “The criminal side, yeah, okay we can do that easily enough. Maybe even fire too but medical? What if we get someone who can’t be moved? What if the shock of flying at super speed kills someone?”
“I’ve got that covered.” Kate reassured the Kryptonian. “Mary has a virtual army of docs and med students working to help the people of Gotham night after night. She’ll have them on the streets ready to go where they’re needed. All we have to do is cover when they need something in a hurry.”
“You know how dangerous this could be don’t you?” The question was asked quietly but the steel behind it was obvious.
“I do. But ever since the Crisis this city has been dying a slow death. If we don’t do something, now, I’m not sure it’ll be able to come back.”
Kara still looked skeptical and she stood, pacing the room back and forth. "And you think this will make a difference?"
"I do."
"Even if it costs someone their life?" Kara didn't ask the question of Kate directly but let it hang in the air as she turned to stare out of the window at the city beyond.
"Kara... this is Gotham. Even with every last officer , fire fighter and doctor on duty people are dying on a daily basis. Every single time someone hears a siren echo through the streets it’s a reminder of all those who need help but won’t get it. That’s why this matters, why it can give people hope. A night of peace... the city hasn't known anything like it since, well, since Bruce left. And with all of us working together it might bring that hope to a hell of a lot more people than if we just let the usual agencies get on with it.”
Kara was motionless, the sunlight drifting through the window outlining her slim figure. "If the city is that far gone is any of this worth it?"
Kate swallowed, the question wasn't a new one to her, in fact she regularly heard it in the privacy of her own thoughts on a nightly basis. Yet the answer was the same every time.
"Always."
Kara reached a hand up to her face, seemingly lost in thought. Then with just a hint of super-speed she spun to face her friend, the glasses whipped dramatically from her head to trigger her suit which materialised around her, the iconic coat of arms forming last as her smile lit up the world.
"Then what are we waiting for?"
Kate suddenly found herself a little tongue tied, not something she was used to even with the company she'd been keeping of late. But this was the first time she'd been able to concentrate on the show as Kara switched from her normal everyday persona to her superhero alter-ego and the effect was somewhat akin to a blowtorch meeting an ice cube. She shook herself out of the very pleasant fantasies her racing thoughts were concocting and glanced down at her jeans and t-shirt.
"Well I should probably change first...."
*****
In a small apartment three blocks from the financial district a woman in her mid-40’s scrabbled for the phone, dialled 911 with shaking fingers. Her husband of 20 years was gasping on the floor, pain etched on his face as he clutched his heart. The voice on the other end of the call reassured her help was on its way and to open the front door. Then, less than a minute later, a young man in medical scrubs raced in, a small team of assistants behind him with equipment and a stretcher as they set to work.
A young man stepped out of the elevated train and on to a surprisingly deserted platform. It wasn’t until he reached the stairs down to the street that he heard the first clank of metal behind him, saw the two gang members walk casually out from either side of the staircase and start up towards him. He glanced behind him and, to his shock, found the platform still empty. He heard a rustle of cloth and spun back to look down the stairs… and once again found the view to be missing the thugs he knew were coming for him. Instinctively he glanced upwards and saw, just for a moment, a dark shape shoot upwards, vanishing into the shadows of the rooftops.
At the recently refurbished Monarch Theatre the Jokerz burst through the front entrance, racing into the packed auditorium and firing automatic weapons into the air above the heads of the shocked patrons. Five of them had large rucksacks on their backs and started moving amongst the people, other members of the gang grabbing jewellery, wallets, watches and anything else that looked suitably expensive to shove into the bags. And then there was a red and blue blur, a gale burst through the stalls and the gang suddenly found their weapons torn from their grasp and their surroundings those of a Gotham jail cell rather than a palace of the arts.
On and on it went through the night. It didn’t seem to matter what was happening or where, a divine force seemed to be watching over the city that night. A forgotten cigarette dropped from exhausted fingers to land on a stack of newspapers, only for a precise jet of arctic breath to snuff it out. A car careening out of control thanks to a burst tyre was scooped off the ground and deposited twenty yards beyond the group of late night party goers it had been heading towards just a moment earlier. A robbery at a liquor store was suddenly plunged into darkness to end with the robber and her accomplice tied to a lamppost outside awaiting collection in the morning. A young couple dove into their car, the wife already deep into labour, only for the engine to splutter and die. What seemed like seconds later a woman with the calm, practiced, professional demeanour of a doctor knocked on the glass and slid into the backseat alongside the expectant mother while the car lifted itself off the ground and headed directly to Gotham general hospital.
For hour after hour the city moved and shifted in its usual patterns yet stillness reigned. Not a siren split the night and gradually, almost reluctantly, hope spread through its people. Muscles relaxed, tensions eased and oh so slowly eyes slid shut into peaceful sleep for the first time in what felt like forever.
*****
“And…. We’re out.” Kate said as she eyed the monitor in front of her. “Luke’s removed the patch from the phone systems, all emergency calls are now going where they’re supposed to.”
“Oh thank Rao.” Kara sighed. “I’m going to sleep for a week!” The girl of steel was lying on her back, arms outstretched as she hung in mid-air.
“I thought you might say that.” Kate said with a wry smile as she walked over to the floating Supergirl. “Come with me.” She snagged Kara’s right foot as she went past and started towing her friend through the air across the apartment towards a set of double doors.
“If this is a hot tub I swear I’m going to leave your bike on top of that clock tower….” Kara broke off as Kate pushed open the heavy wood doors and revealed a silk-wrapped bed, the sheets perfectly crisp without a crease to be seen.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take the couch.” Kate smirked as she felt Kara flip upright to hover alongside her before half flying, half falling on to the sheets with a contented sigh. Kate, still in the batsuit minus the cowl, gloves and boots carefully checked the pouch on her right hip to make sure she’d grabbed what she needed.
“Oooohhhh that’s good….” Kara groaned as the bed took her weight and the silk tickled her bare fingers and the nape of her neck. She squirmed down the mattress, raising her arms above her head and stretching out.
“Well you can rest easy. You really did something special for Gotham today.”
“You really think this one day is going to make a difference?”
“I know it will. Never discount the healing power of a little hope Kara.” Kate said quietly taking a couple of steps towards the exit before pausing just by the doors. “Or, for that matter, a little adult entertainment.” Her voice rose on the last two words, triggering a voice command to her computer system. Instantly soft restraints fired out from the corners of the bed, wrapping around Kara’s wrists and ankles. They snapped back with enough force to tug Kara into a spread-eagled position, her suit clinging to her like a second skin. Before Supergirl could adjust to her new circumstances Kate had closed the doors and launched herself on to the bed, landing straddling Kara’s waist.
“What the hell?” Kara asked, looking up with a mix of anger and confusion, her tired mind struggling to switch gears so quickly.
“Just trust me for 60 seconds.” Kate whispered as her right hand popped open the pouch on her hip and pulled Kara’s glasses out from their hiding place. She carefully slid them back onto that gorgeous face and, sure enough, Supergirl’s suit melted away, folding back into nothingness to leave her clad in the same purple dress she’d started the day in.
“Forty seconds…” Kate purred as she very slowly lifted the glasses away from Kara’s face, making sure not to trigger the transformation this time. She let the left arm of the glasses trail over Kara’s throat and down into her exposed cleavage before lifting them away and carefully setting them on the nightstand.
“Fifteen….” This time Kate whispered the word into Kara’s ear and followed up with a gentle nuzzle of that long enticing neck.
“Five…. four….” She worked her way up Kara’s cheek, gently kissing the silky smooth skin and revelling in the moment. Beneath her Kara had gone still but somehow that actually felt like encouragement. It wasn’t as if she’d thrown her across the city the moment Kate’s lips and touched her.
“Three…. two….” Kate kissed Kara’s chin then brought her hands up to brush the blonde hair away from her face, holding her tenderly as she dipped low….
“One.” Kate breathed the word, her lips barely an inch from Kara’s. And there she stayed, holding herself still, the invitation clear but the choice firmly in the hands of the Kryptonian beneath her.
“Seriously!?!” Kara cried as Kate halted her advances and simply waited.
“Your choice Kara. You can break free any time you like but put yourself in my hands and I’ll make you feel so good you’ll MMmmmpph!” Kate’s words were swallowed, almost literally, by Kara stretching up and kissing her full on the lips with a force and passion that seemed to have been building for a lot longer than just this night. Kate let out a low groan that verged on a growl as she tasted the Kryptonian for the first time and felt her unbelievably strong body writhe between her thighs. The temptation to just go straight to the main even burned in her mind but she’d waited over a year for this chance and she was determined not to waste it.
With a grunt of effort Kate pulled back, panting slightly as she sucked air back into her lungs. Kara’s eyes sparkled with lust and the ropes holding her creaked alarmingly as she started to move up towards her captor.
“Wait!” Kate pressed a single finger to Kara’s lips and pushed her back down to the mattress. She rushed ahead, the words spilling over themselves as she felt what little self-control she had start to slip. "Let me drive, okay? You've carried the world enough for one night."
Just for a moment Kate wondered if she'd asked too much. Kara's blue eyes were heavy with pent-up need and Kate was under no illusions just how useless the ropes - or, for that matter, the heaviest steel chains on the planet - would be if the Kryptonian decided not to hold herself back. The agony of choice played over that gorgeous face then, to Kate's delight, the blonde lay back down against the bed, nestling her head onto the waiting pillows.
"I'm all yours..." Kara purred and now it was Kate caught in the moment, temptation pulling at her. But no, no, for the chance to really drive Kara crazy she could hold her own desires at bay, at least for a little while.
The kiss was so far removed from the gentle teasing brush of lips that had accompanied the countdown it caught Kara completely off guard. For half a second she tensed up then eased back into the wonderful presence of this confident, beautiful woman straddling her hips. As a tongue darted into her mouth and began exploring in earnest she luxuriated in the desire washing over her. It had been so long since she'd been the centre of someone's world she'd almost forgotten how good it could be, how complete it could make her feel.
Kate heard the slight moan from her captive and brought her hands up to play with Kara's ears and neck. Caressing the smooth, soft skin she mixed gentle, tender strokes with light, teasing tickles that soon started Kara moaning and giggling as the sensations switched and swirled around her.
"Mmm... oh that feelllls so goooodddd." Kara groaned before a stream of giggles took over, Kate's lips trailing around her jaw to her right earlobe as her fingers flicked and squiggled over Kara's long neck.
"You think this is good?" Kate breathed into Kara's ear, her tongue caressing the curve of her earlobe. "Just imagine what my tongue will feel like lapping away at that sweet, soaked pussy." Kara blushed as she felt Kate's lips curl into a grin, knowing full well the sudden wave of scent that rose to envelop them both was all the proof the brunette needed to the state of Kara's most intimate area.
"God Kate..." Kara struggled to find the words but felt her world swept up in Kate's talented fingers as she swept her hands over Kara's shoulders, her lips trailing behind with a series of short, sharp kisses.
"You don't mind if I unzip you, do you?" Kate actually laughed at the disbelieving look Kara threw her at question coming from a woman whose lips were caressing her flesh maybe six inches from her tits. "Always ask permission." Kate explained with a wink and laughed again at Kara's frustrated eye roll and rapid nod.
True to her word Kate slid her hands between Kara and the silk sheet, fingers wrapping around the zip of the tight dress and slowly pulling it down. Kara gasped as the cool silk slipped between the dress and her body then whined as Kate let go of the zip just before it started to travel over the curve of her ass.
"Patience Supergirl..." Kate teased. "We don't want to miss anything now, do we?" As she spoke she brought her fingertips to the golden skin of Kara's chest just above the edge of the dress. "You're going to love this..."
Love, Kara thought, wasn't the right word. Oh Kate's fingers felt incredible alright, little sparks of electricity flying off every touch as she swirled them over Kara's body. But it also tickled in a maddening, insubstantial fashion, never giving her enough time to get used to a particular sensation before something subtle changed. At the same time every flick of a fingertip moved the now-loose fabric of her dress down a tiny, imperceptible amount which was. by far, the most frustrating tease she'd ever experienced. All of it together left her gasping and struggling not to rip the ropes apart and just jump Kate there and then.
Kate was almost giddy with delight as she watched Kara's face. The parade of emotions, of pleasure and frustration and need and joy were everything she'd ever hoped for from this astonishing woman. More than once she gave in to temptation and kissed the panting, giggling lips. She didn't mean to, after all it broke the slowly rising wave of denial she was trying to build, but it was a blow-off valve for both of them now, the only thing keeping the teasing approach going.
Still, even Kate Kane couldn't have infinite patience and after fifteen minutes of sliding the dress down one tiny movement at a time it was finally clinging to Kara's chest only by the slight rise of her hard nipples. With a lightning quick motion Kate pulled the material down to Kara's naval, feeling the dress going tight again as she reached the point where the zipper was still closed. Suddenly Kara was bare from stomach to the top of her head and Kate could do nothing but stare.
"Wow...." She rocked back to sit on Kara’s thighs as she drank in the half-naked Kryptonian. Ever since they’d first met Kate had been curious and then some about what Kara Danvers would look like in her birthday suit rather than the super one. If she was being entirely honest with herself she’d spent quite a bit of time since fantasising about just that. Yet if anything the reality left the fantasy for dead. So much so that she realised with a start that Kara had started to blush at the continued eyeballing. She let herself fall forward, stopping her descent so their faces were barely inches apart. This close she could feel the warmth pouring off Kara’s body, far more than any human could give, and had to concentrate to ignore that tempting siren call.
“So I’ve never said this to anyone before… but you really are perfect!”
The blush deepened and was joined by a disbelieving giggle. Kate was having none of it though and dove on.
“I mean it Kara. Perfect.” Her right hand moved, seemingly of its own accord, as she caressed the flat stomach, marvelling at the smoothness of the skin, the ripple of muscles as her touch sent little sparks of delight firing through Supergirl’s body. She could feel the gentle sway of Kara’s hips as she let the struggle for control show through a little bit. Kate let her hand wander upwards until she could trace the contours of Kara’s breasts and swirl her fingertips over aching nipples.
“Gaauuhhhhhh” Kara groaned and her eyes fluttered closed at the touch. Her breath was coming fast and shallow as Kate stoked the flames ever higher. Her fingers clenched, her neck stretching as she rocked her head back in delight from the delicate but devastating assault on her tits. Curious and genuinely unsure of what the outcome might be Kate took Kara’s left nipple between her thumb and forefinger and pinched it, hard.
“FUCK!” The word exploded like a bullet in the quiet room and the next thing Kate knew Supergirl was kissing her like her life depended on it. For a moment Kate thought Kara had broken the bonds and was about to throw her down and ravage her, the desire too much to stand. But it didn’t happen and slowly she realised the ropes were still intact. Rather it was Kate that had gotten a little too close and Kara had strained up to ensnare her.
Something snapped inside Kate. Sure she wanted to tease Kara into insanity but this, this was too much to resist. She slid her right hand down Kara’s side, across her still-covered hips and up to the utility belt she was still wearing as part of the batsuit. Slipping a batarang from its holder she whimpered as she wrenched herself away, her left hand coming across to hold Kara’s throat. A useless gesture of course, she could no more choke Supergirl than lift a mountain, but another reminder of who held control.
“Hold still…” Kate commanded, placing the tip of the sharpened weapon at the top edge of Kara’s dress. With a single flick of the wrist Kate slashed open the entire outfit, coming so close to Kara’s pussy the edge of the batarang had her scent on it. The dress fell open, and it was all Kate could do not to just watch and memorise the view. Very dimly some small part of her that was always considering the tactical impact of the world around her noted a flutter of black amongst the remains of the dress confirming she’d caught Kara’s panties as well as the dress.
“Kate…” Kara moaned, clearly enjoying the feel of fingers around her throat even if they couldn’t do much to her.
“Yes beautiful?” Kate replied with a grin.
“Strip.”
“Hmm… no.”
“Please?”
“No.”
“I’ll heat vision that suit right off you….” Kara let her eyes glow red and it took a monumental effort on Kate’s part not to simply declare her love right there and then.
“Not if you want me to keep going you won’t.”
“But…”
“You’ve seen me naked, remember? You could see me naked right now if you wanted to, suit or not. This is just balancing things up.”
“I’d like to do more than just see….”
Kate swallowed, hard. “Not tonight. Later, maybe, but this is about you.” She lent in and kissed Kara again, this time slowly and tenderly. “Just let me drive, okay? You want to return the favour, invite me to your place.” She whispered the last with a teasing tone as her hands slipped down to Kara’s hips and was rewarded by a sigh and a nod.
“Good girl.” Kate murmured then dug her fingers into Kara’s waist and tickled for all she was worth. It caught the Kryptonian off guard and she bucked hard, barely catching herself before splintering the bed, shattering the ropes and sending Kate into orbit. Kate, though, had been expecting the reaction and had held on tightly, her legs wrapping around Kara’s to ride the initial lurch then letting the motion carry her as she slid down and greedily put her mouth to work worshiping Kara’s tits.
The reaction to another woman licking, kissing, sucking and even biting her breasts for the first time was almost as extreme as the unexpected tickling and Kate struggled to keep her lips fixed to their target as Kara rolled and writhed under her. She let her hands wander freely, poking and prodding and goosing and tapping wherever they could reach as the poor woman underneath her proved to be ticklish seemingly from head to foot. Not that she could tell from the noises coming from Kara’s lips. While laughter was certainly part of it the groans, cries and begging suggested that the blonde was having the time of her life and Kate was determined to keep things that way.
She let her right arm drift down between Kara’s thighs, tickling all the way. Carefully, oh so carefully, making sure she didn’t let her fingers as much as brush Kara’s soaking pussy, keeping her ticklish, teasing, torturous touch to hips and thighs. Only once she was sure she’d slipped past that precious treasure did she start to turn, letting her hand wiggle and scrape around the curve of one perfect thigh to assault the cute bubble of Kara’s butt. Of course the only way to reach that far was to let her wrist and forearm rest against Kara’s slit…. Which had the unfortunate side effect of driving the girl of steel crazy with frustration even as she shrieked and danced away from the hand tickling her ass.
Kate reluctantly slid off the bound woman, moving to the side and instantly missing the physical connection between her thighs even if a few layers of kevlar had been in the way. It was necessary though to let her start making her way down the washboard-flat stomach towards the true prize she longed to taste. Even so she lingered on the journey, licking and lapping in the small valley between Kara’s tits, kissing her way inch by torturous inch down and around a torso now gleaming with sweat. Her left hand flicked and dove around Kara’s neck and ears adding a delightful giggling into the symphony of laughter.
Kate had fully intended to head directly for the tempting treat waiting in between Kara’s thighs but stopped dead as her tongue dragged in one long lick across Kara’s navel.
“OH nononononoNONonono…..” Kara was suddenly begging, outright begging, and Kate couldn’t pass up that opportunity. Just to make sure she reversed her path, this time letting her tongue linger over the soft, supple flesh and dip a little lower into the shallow hollow.
“NooooOOOOHHHHHoooooo”. Kara knew her protest was just adding fuel to the fire but she couldn’t help herself. The curve of Kate’s lips against her stomach told her immediately how bad an idea that had been and she tried to brace herself. Sure enough that devilish tongue was soon slathering around her stomach, poking and rasping over her skin and into the curve of her belly button. Just as she drew breath to scream a protest she suddenly found herself howling in pleasure as Kate moved her right hand up and drove two fingers into the tight, wet pussy that was practically pleading for attention.
The sudden reversal from Kate’s mouth giving her pleasure while her fingers tormented her flipped Kara’s world upside down and she felt her entire body shake. Kate was playing with her new toy as if she already knew every spot and motion that could send Kara wild and she wasn’t holding back. Yet, at the same time, she was just keeping Kara on edge, holding her close to the point of release without hurtling over it.
“Kate ppplllleease!” Kara cried, her back arching as Kate pursed her lips around Kara’s navel and blew a raspberry against her invincible body. But the cry wasn’t a plea for mercy, rather one for release.
“What do you want Kara?” Kate asked, raising her head for a moment before falling back to the assault. Her left hand dropped to play with Kara’s tits, tickling and pinching everywhere she now knew to be sensitive.
“I… I….” Kara didn’t have the words and Kate took pity on her.
“Do you want to cum?” She asked, feeding her toy the line.
“YES!”
“Do you want me to stop tickling you?”
“No!” The reply was instant and Kate laughed, sending her fingertips racing over whatever flesh they could reach.
“Then ask nicely.”
“Wha….?”
“Beg me to make you cum.”
Kara blinked then let go of all her inhibitions at once.
“Kate, please, please make me cum. Oh…. Oh god… make me scream, make me laugh, make me cum begging for more… please…. please…..”
Kate reached under the bed with her left hand and groped for the object she’d placed there quietly while Kara had been coming back from her last heroic duty of the day. She held it up and Kara gasped at the sight of the sleek metal dildo, gleaming in the low light.
“This is for you Kara.” Kate said tenderly, watching the blonde’s eyes open wide. “Had it made specially.” Kate giggled as she brought the gleaming toy down to nuzzle at the entrance to Kara’s pussy. “A cock of steel for the girl of steel….”
“Oh… oh… oh fuck….” Kara was already panting with anticipation as the tip slipped inside her, paused, then withdrew. Kate shifted herself around, resting her cheek on Kara’s hip so she could get the best view possible of what she was about to do. Her left hand, seemingly at a loose end, moved to Kara’s left thigh and started to tickle and torment the long, smooth run from the back of her knee to the curve of her ass.
“Ready for this?” Kate asked and she had to smother a laugh as Kara cried out “YES!” In frustration.
Again Kate slipped the tip inside her victim, leaving it there for a few seconds before pulling it out. In… wait… out. In…. Wait…. Out. She felt Kara’s desperation building and for the next little trip lowered her head and lapped once at Kara’s clit.
“FUCK! Kate come onnnnnnoohhhhhh…. Please?”
Instead of replying Kate threw herself across Kara’s body, pulling the dildo out of the way as she buried her face between her thighs, left hand slipping underneath the blonde to fly over the curve of her ass, tickling for all she was worth. Kara’s cry of delight was muffled as Kate smothered her in what would have been an invitation to return the favour if not for the brunette still being in her work clothes. Kate could feel Kara tensing beneath her, the rush of orgasm building and drawing closer with impressive speed. She knew she couldn’t risk being in the way when it arrived but somehow she couldn’t pull herself away. The scent and taste of this remarkable woman was intoxicating, almost sweet as she forced her tongue as deeply inside Kara’s pussy as should could manage. Muscles trembled and, to Kate’s amazement, Kara’s cries were almost lifting her hips clear off the other woman’s face as Kara lost control of her super breath.
Suddenly, at the last moment, self-preservation kicked in and Kate lifted her head and thrust the steel cock back into Kara’s hungry pussy, bracing herself for the ride she knew was coming. Sure enough the moment the metal dick slid into the Kryptonian she hurtled over the edge, her screams so loud they were buzzing against Kate’s pussy even through the batsuit. Muscles rippled as she thrashed in her bonds, every rope creaking a warning that was quickly drowned by the groaning of over-stressed metal. The sight of this woman, no, Kate mentally corrected herself, this goddess coming beneath her while still submitting to her command…. It was too much and the physical force of Kara’s orgasmic cries was enough to push Kate into her own orgasm. It was a pale shadow of the pleasure Kara was experiencing but it still took Kate’s breath away as she shuddered through her climax.
Finally Kara started to come down, her body going still as Kate slid the dildo out of its sopping wet prison and tumbled off to lie alongside the blonde, arms wrapped around her in an embrace that brought her chin onto Kara’s shoulder.
“You okay?” Kate asked after a few minutes had passed.
“Fantastic.” Kara sighed dreamily. “How’d you feel about snuggling or does that spoil the dark and brooding image?”
“Only if I’ve got the cowl on.” Kate laughed, reaching for the restraint around Kara’s right wrist. “Here, let me get those off you and we can do this properly.”
“Let me.” Kara said and in less than a second had used her heat vision to neatly snip all four ropes. For an encore she twisted to scoop Kate up in her arms then floated them up a couple of foot above the bed, Kate wrapped around the naked woman and somewhat surprised by the new position.
“Showoff.”
“I didn’t want you lying in a wet spot.” Kara countered, pulling the brunette closer to her.
“Hmm, really.” Kate raised an eyebrow then brought her left hand up to show Kara the mangled, twisted remains of the steel dildo.
“Oh! Oh I’m sorry, I’ll…. I’ll….”
Kate laughed and put a finger to Kara’s lips. “Shh, it’s fine. Actually I told you I had this made specially?” Kara nodded, uncertainly. “Well it’s actually built to do this. Deform rather than break, I mean. Figured while it can’t actually hurt you explaining to your sister why she needs to pull pieces of sex toy out of your body wasn’t high on your wish list.”
“You, uh, yes.” Kara blushed fiercely but Kate just laughed again and threw the remains of the dildo into a corner of the room.
“If you’re worried about breaking it I’ve got a dozen more just waiting to go…”
That did it. Kara dropped them back to the bed, giggling as she turned Kate over just as they hit, pinning her arms above her head before kissing her passionately. She didn’t break away until she felt that telltale twitch from the other woman that spoke of an urgent need for oxygen then, while Kate was still refilling her lungs, said in her best sultry tones.
“So when are you coming out to National City?”
*****
"You know I really need to talk to Brainy about getting that tech for the Batsuit" Kate mused as she lounged under the sheet enjoying the sight of Kara's supersuit forming around her body even while mourning the loss of a naked Supergirl walking around her bedroom. She’d just about had the presence of mind to get out of her own suit before falling asleep in Kara’s arms and now the silk sheet felt phenomenal against her naked skin.
"Might be a bit tough with your utility belt but I'll see what I can do." Kara promised flicking the cape out behind her as she knelt down beside the bed.
"Talking of which, this is for you." Kate held out a box wrapped, Kara couldn't help noticing, in black paper with a red bat logo in the centre.
"Please tell me this isn’t what I think it is?”
"No no, this is definitely work related." Kate grinned as she cast an appreciative eye over Kara’s curves. “Don’t worry though, I’ll get you something pretty to remember the rest by.”
“Trust me, I’ll remember.” Kara leant forward and gently kissed the brunette, enjoying the scent and taste of her one more time. She felt Kate push the package into her hand and reluctantly pulled back to open it then paused. With a slightly smug grin she turned it over and let her heat vision caress the tape, cutting it cleanly without so much as singeing the paper.
"Showoff." Kate muttered, trying to ignore her own reaction to such a blatant display of power.
"Sometimes." Kara admitted as she opened up the box and pulled out a slim golden watch. Clearly expensive it gleamed in the early morning sun.
"It's beautiful, thank you."
"You haven't seen the best part yet, squeeze the sides. Gently!" Kate instructed and a moment later her phone chirped on the nightstand.
"A signal watch?" Kara said, surprised. "But... it's so small!"
"Well unlike yours this just sends a signal via the Waynetech satellite network so doesn't have to generate anything more than a data burst. Besides there have to be some advantages to running Wayne R&D." Kate suddenly turned serious as she took Kara's hand. "I meant what I said back at Arkham you know, the first time we met? This works both ways, you need a partner and I'm there."
Kara smiled and echoed Kate's words from that first meeting back to her. "World's Finest! Bruce and Kal will just have to settle for second best!
Kate laughed and pulled Kara into an embrace, luxuriating in the warm glow that rose from the Kryptonian before jumping back with a surprised squeak as Kara's fingers goosed her ribs at superhuman speeds.
"Next time..." Kara promised before stepping to the balcony and throwing herself into the waiting sky.
The next few weeks passed quietly for Kate. Crime returned to Gotham of course but subdued and without the desperate edge she'd felt since the sky burnt red on that terrible day. She even found herself able to grab something resembling a decent nights sleep once in a while which was the main reason she was caught by surprise when her phone woke her up just before dawn.
"Luke, what's wrong?"
"Get down to the cave now Kate." Her resident tech genius sounded more worried than usual and she found herself suddenly fearful.
Those fears were quickly realised as she walked in to the batcave to find Luke watching multiple news feeds on the main screen. She caught snatches of each broadcaster as they built on top of each other.
"The seemingly robotic force appeared over the Atlantic two hours ago and began moving towards the east cost of America attacking any vessel in their way or aircraft that passed overhead. No-one has yet claimed responsibility for..." The BBC announcer looked grave even as their words were drowned out by the next channel.
"The President has ordered all costal cities to begin evacuations but the scale of the task is beyond comprehension. Initial responders to the first cruise ship attacked have reported some form of biological agent affecting all those on board." This was from a national CNN broadcast but Kate's attention was taken by a reporter standing in front of a CatCo logo.
"We're hearing from our contacts within the Government that the biological agent seems lethal to all humans which severely restricts a military response as well as the options for any meta-human action. Right now we... wait, we're hearing that... " The report cut away to a feed from a remote camera facing the ocean and in the middle distance a line of a hundred floating war machines, metal tentacles hanging beneath them and weapon emplacements glinting on their hulls.
Kate found her hands bunching into fists, the sheer helplessness of her situation not something she was used to. She glanced over at Luke and he shook his head. "Sorry, even if the plane would stand up to whatever that biological weapon is it'd never get you there in time."
She turned angrily back to the screen, shocked to see the machines visibly closer in just the few seconds her attention had been elsewhere. And then the camera spun around, the skyline of Metropolis filling the lens. The shot wobbled for a moment then blurred as the camera zoomed in to a distant point. Something was hurtling towards the city, a streak of movement still too far away to show colour let alone detail. The camera was clearly struggling to keep it in frame and the shot jumped as the drone operator tried to adjust to this new challenge. By the time it had settled again the dot was much, much closer and Kate felt her heart race. Now she, and everyone else watching across the world, could make out the red and blue costume, the long golden hair flowing in the wind and, as the drone adjusted its angle, the S symbol that suddenly carried all their hopes.
"Go get 'em Kara..." Kate whispered though now more than ever she wished she was there to join the fight.
Supergirl came to a halt a few hundred yards from the shoreline hanging in mid-air as she surveyed the line of metal approaching the city. She took a deep breath, her mind racing with possibilities as she scanned each machine with her x-ray vision. To her relief every last craft was remotely piloted so there was no crew to worry about harming which made her task a little easier. Behind her the drone dropped into place and the image it broadcast to the world became famous practically before it left the lens. The seemingly endless line of death approaching the helpless civilians and standing firm between them the last daughter of Krypton as the sun burst through the clouds, surrounding her in a golden halo. As Kara shot forward into battle the first shots arced in and a stray round caught the drone, sending it burning into the bay leaving humanity praying for a miracle.
"Nope, sorry, I don't get it..." Kara said to her sister Alex as the later held a tablet up to the glass of the DEO decontamination chamber. The picture leading the article had the caption "Supergirl embraces her inner Thunder Child" which was perilously close to more detail than the article itself contained. With the only camera feed going dead so early the official version of events had yet to catch up with the demands of a 24 hour news cycle.
"Really, you never read War of.... I'll get you a copy for Christmas." Alex promised. "How are you feeling?"
"Good. I guess Brainy was right, whatever that stuff was it didn't affect Kryptonians."
"Thank god. Got to be honest I didn't have a plan B on this one."
"You'd have thought of something."Kara said with the quiet confidence she always had when it came to her sister.
"Maybe...."
Kara quickly changed the subject, not wanting to let Alex dwell on the potential failure or just how close they might have come to the edge of extinction. She gave a dramatic sigh and twirled in place, letting the soft fabric of her dress flow around her. "So how long am I stuck in here anyway?"
"Hmm? Oh, another two, three hours I'd say. And don't worry, Brainy will sort out your supersuit too, it'll be ready when you are." Alex shook herself loose from the dark thoughts clouding her mind and grinned nastily through the glass. "Want me to arrange some entertainment?"
"Oh no, not after last time. Last thing I need is a dark room and I.T. on loop." Kara paused then felt herself blush at the thought that stole over her. "One question though... how long is the flight from Gotham to National City?"
"Umm.... about four hours I think. Why?"
"Oh.... no real reason...." Kara said, reaching down to the gold watch on her left wrist and gently squeezing the sides. "Let's just say I can handle the entertainment part myself..."
