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Lena wasn’t sure about exactly when she fell head over witchy heels for Supergirl.
But, she was a hundred percent sure about several things.One, on the first day they met, it was hard not to notice the beautiful super assumed one identity by day and another by night, such that she appeared as a nerdy, shy, “not journalist” from CatCo when they talked in her LCorp office alongside a certain Mr. Kent, but appeared as a buff, hot, and confident crimefighter everywhere else. Including the very balcony Lena made it a top priority to add to her office, in the event the hero needed somewhere to rest or hide between assignments.Two, after she told Kara she knew and the sweet blonde didn't deny it, Lena would use her darker gifts to find anyone who was digging too deeply into Supergirl's true identity. Then, she’d threaten to have them disposed of if they didn’t stop. Or, if that didn’t work, she’d literally or figuratively dump enough cash on them to make them permanently shut the fuck up.Three, it also became exceptionally hard to stop herself from seeking the presence of the Girl of Steel after their heart-to-heart chat about her identities, even if it meant completely embarrassing herself.
Like the time she accidentally tripped over her little office wastebasket when the news came on because the super’s smiling face unexpectedly flashed on screen, and she pressed the emergency call button the girl of her most recent wet dreams gave her. In practically three seconds, the cutie pie blonde flew in all serious, touched down all smiles with hands on her hips in her go-to pose, personally applied a bandaid to Lena’s knee despite how the witch could heal herself in a snap, and kissed the brunette’s cartoon ghost bandaid to make it all better. Or, in other words, made the good witch swoon, actually faint off her office couch, and go on her first-ever ambulance ride in which someone held her hand.And, like the time the CEO was incredibly nervous to give an LCorp product pitch for reasons which eluded her. Lena pressed the emergency call button again after pacing her office for too long. Without judgment, her crush showed up to give her a hug and a pep talk she couldn’t hear. All because, any time Kara’s lush, soft-looking lips were near her and moving, Lena’s brain went blank. So blank, in fact, that Kara would just adorably cock her head as if to ask if the good witch was okay, then write it all down with hearts and smiley faces before going back to a job she didn’t know she had: making everyone else’s hearts go boom.
None of those things could compare to an ultimate truth Lena would learn about Kara, though: the Girl of Steel’s Golden Retriever, Wolfie, turned out to not be as spayed as the blonde thought, so she’d be having puppies sired by one or more dogs from daycare. Puppies which the apartment-dwelling Kryptonian neither had room for nor time to raise, meaning she’d have to find homes for them when the time came.
“I just can’t believe this! What . . . what am I gonna do?!”That was the question Kara asked Lena the first time the blonde used the matching emergency call button Lena made for her, such that the good witch-scientist couldn’t help but respond with something unheard of. Something which would surely lead to her embarrassing herself, but something she couldn’t help but blubber out before thinking it through.“Let me come over, and we’ll . . . we’ll figure it out?”During the few but long beats of silence which followed, Lena slowly started understanding the implications of what she’d asked. And, she would have taken it back. If it wasn’t for Kara adorably and desperately interrupting her frantic thinking with, “Please?”At first, Lena thought she’d heard incorrectly. But, she’d be proven wrong when Kara asked again with more clarity and urgency, “Please come over, Lena? I . . . I need you now.”Fighting every urge to die from happiness right then and there, the good witch-scientist decided to put on her best business cap. All before gently replying, “Tell me the address, darling? I’ll . . . I’ll be there in a few minutes. After closing up at the office.”Not even a breath later, Lena heard the woman who made her insides feel as ooey gooey as a freshly-baked cookie happily clap her hands. Then, heard her excitedly shout, “OKAY!!!!!”Once Lena jotted down the address, ended the call all smiles, and processed she was for real going to Kara’s apartment, she realized one key thing about herself which she hadn’t noticed due to her bottom half mostly being under her desk: she was sporting a rather huge boner. One she’d need to take care of in advance, if she didn’t want to ruin perhaps her first and only chance to go to her crush’s place.“To the bathroom we go!”Lena just barely managed to triumphantly utter those words like a superhero would before quickly magicking herself into her private bathroom, haphazardly grabbing her limited edition Supergirl in Swimwear calendar, hurriedly dropping her pants and briefs, and urgently getting on all fours on her fluffy, forest green shower mat. A sequence of actions in which she somehow forgot to grab a bottle of lube or lotion from the closet, such that she instinctively magicked over the closest thing she could see: a Supergirl-themed bottle of sunscreen everyone in the city had received as a souvenir during LCorp dedicating a statue to Supergirl that summer.Once the bottle arrived and she grabbed it out of the air, Lena initially put a dollop of the white cream in her hand like she usually did with lube or lotion. But, for some reason, that didn’t feel like it would be enough this time as it sat in her hand and she stared at it. So, she instinctively began dousing her entire eight-and-a-half-inch, veiny, throbbing, and thick shaft with squirt after squirt of the sunscreen to cover it. A feeling which made her wonder what Kara squirting all over her would feel like, such that she couldn’t help but get impossibly more hard and the head of her dick swelled so much it looked like it would pop like a balloon.
“Kara . . . Kara . . . Kara! Oh, god, Kara! KARA, YES! YES, KARA! YES, KARA! YES, KAAAARRRRR–”It wouldn’t take more than eight progressively rougher pumps which punctuated those cries of ecstasy for Lena to come harder than she ever had all over her hand, the bathroom mat, the calendar she’d been looking at, and the surrounding area, such that – between her ecstasy and magic – everything was flooded. And, her knees were just barely keeping the rest of her above the thick slick forming a puddle around her.Slick which she’d reach a hand out to touch in curiosity mixed with disbelief after catching her breath, such that she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to get a call that her crush – not Wolfie – was actually the pregnant one someday. A thought she quickly realized she’d have to shake from her genius brain, if she was to clean the floor, clean herself, change, and get to Kara’s in a timely manner.—“HI! HI! HI! WHAT YOU? WHAT WANT? HMMMMMMMM?!”Lena couldn’t believe her eyes and ears as she watched Wolfie start running around, doing parkour off Kara’s couch, and barking in excitement mixed with confusion upon her just magicking into the apartment like that. Partly because the dog was truly beautiful despite not being from any known show lines. And, partly because the retriever had so much energy. But, mainly because the mama dog was apparently trained to communicate using a series of multicolored, pushable buttons laid out on the ground in a honeycomb-like shape.A gift the golden floof would continue unintentionally showing off after resting on the couch and panting hard, such that she’d more calmly get up the next time to add, “MOM! MOM! MOM! WHAT THAT?! WHY? DANGER? NO HURT ME!”Doing her best to keep her super shit together because the unexpected level of chaos was extremely funny to her, Kara held it together for just a breath and shot a shy, embarrassed side eye at Lena. Then, couldn’t help but double over and belly laugh upon seeing the good witch-scientist’s bewildered yet intrigued expression.“C’mere!”Lena genuinely almost died a second time that day upon hearing that adorable command. All because Kara was sweetly holding out her hand and making a grabby motion indicating she should come grab on to go . . . wherever they were meant to next.“Wolfie? This is Lena. FRIEND. GOOD GIRL. TREAT,” Kara reassured and calmed the practically feral-seeming dog using a mix of her own words, buttons, and a cookie-looking morsel. Right before introducing a new button to the sweet retriever: one which the good super motioned for Lena to speak her name into.“Wolfie? This is LENA. LENA GOOD. LENA FRIEND. LENA GIVE TREAT,” Kara reiterated what she’d said before using mostly buttons like the one Lena just spoke into, such that the enamored CEO nearly swooned at how Wolfie was going to know her name from that point on. And, apparently, start accepting treats from her, based on how the dog mozied on over to accept another cookie-like morsel with so much excitement and goofiness that it seemed like she was sweeping the hardwood floor with her floofy tail.
“Hi, Wolfie! I’m . . . I’m Lena. It’s nice to meet you,” our beloved witch-scientist couldn’t help but shyly introduce herself and try to smooth things over mid-petting the lovely golden doggo, such that the previously charged atmosphere in the apartment calmed down exceptionally quickly.Able to process her thoughts more now that she was calm, petted, and fed, Wolfie decided it was time to stand back up, take the LENA button with her using her soft mouth, and trot over to where the other buttons were in the living room. All so she could plop the new button down and start asking Lena some questions which truly blew the intrigued brunette away.“LENA . . . POWERS? LENA . . . LIKE . . . MOM? LENA . . . MOM FRIEND? LENA . . . WOLFIE FRIEND? HMMMMMMM?!”After the retriever stopped punching buttons with her paws, sat pretty, and just stared in expectation, Lena opened and shut her mouth in a mix of awe and awkwardness. Then, truthfully answered using just her words.“Emm . . . yes! I have powers, just like your mom. I’m your mom’s friend. And, I’d . . . emm . . . I’d like to be your friend, too. If that’s alright.”
Genuinely smiling and panting upon hearing all those responses, Wolfie got back up, slowly walked around the honeycomb of buttons in thought, and kept asking more questions, one paw at a time.“WHAT . . . POWERS? WHY . . . FRIEND? LENA . . . LOVE . . . MOM? LENA . . . LOVE . . . WOLFIE? LENA . . . WANT . . . PUPPIES? HMMMMMMM?!”Captivated beyond belief at how smart the dog was, and going red in embarrassment over how the retriever seemed to see right through her, Lena opened and shut her mouth mid-smiling and while forming responses in her head. Words which she couldn’t quite get out, such that she adorably shuffled over to the buttons on her knees as Kara watched in excitement, then pushed the buttons to share her thoughts.“LENA . . . LOVES . . . MOM! LENA . . . LOVES . . . WOLFIE! LENA . . . HELP . . . WOLFIE . . . PUPPIES! LENA . . . HELP . . . MOM . . . HELP . . . WOLFIE! NO . . . DANGER. JUST . . . CUDDLES . . . LOVE . . . HAPPY . . . SAFE . . . TREATS!”Upon hearing Lena’s responses, Wolfie slowly trotted up to the embarrassed, shy witch-scientist to give her something which shocked Lena and Kara both: a hug!“Oh my goodness, Wolfie! She never does that to anyone or anything except me. Not even her best friends at daycare,” Kara couldn’t help but gush at how well the introduction between her dog and non-dog best friends was going.Feeling exceptionally flustered because her crush clearly didn’t know she’d just confessed her love just then, but deciding to go with it because she was making more progress than she ever had at talking to a girl in a romantic sense and didn’t want to screw it up, Lena just hugged Wolfie back. And, sighed into the golden floof with a mix of relief and longing.
A floof who was so damn smart she knew exactly what Lena meant based on her scent.And, a floof who was such an adorable schemer that she made up her mind to do two things starting then: learn more about Lena, and make sure Mom eventually said “LOVE . . . LENA!” back with a similar scent and the buttons at some point.
Well, after making sure Lena addressed one unanswered question, that is.“WHAT . . . POWERS? FLY? SMASH? HEAT EYES? FROZE TOE BEANS? SUPER . . . DOGGO . . . BREATH? SUPER . . . POOP? SUPER . . . FART? HMMMMMMM?!”Going fire engine red because all of this was too damn cute and amazing for her body to handle, but wanting to indulge the dog’s insatiable curiosity, the sweet CEO turned back and sheepishly asked over one shoulder, “Darling, would you mind getting me a blank button?”Upon hearing that pet name and the new, soft tone Lena was using to ask, Kara couldn’t help but feel her heart skip a beat for one moment. And, to Wolfie’s just-there awareness, couldn’t help but start smelling a little like a certain friend of theirs using some very specific buttons.“I, uhh . . . sure! Here . . . here you go,” Kara adorkably and shyly presented the kindest Luthor of all with a blank button, as if she’d won the lottery or something.Smiling so much at how cute Kara was that her face hurt, Lena almost forgot to turn back around. But, thankfully did because Wolfie started whining and putting a paw on her to beg her for the answer.“Magic! LENA . . . POWERS . . . MAGIC,” Lena softly said at the start while demonstrating with a little green and blue flame coming from her fingertips, then ended her thoughts using buttons. A response which made Wolfie become the slack-jawed one and sat back in amazement this time, such that the dog genuinely couldn’t wrap her mind around how cool her new friend was.
Well, until her beautiful little brain started back up, she walked around in circles to process everything, and she managed to reply with the buttons again, “LENA . . . YAY . . . GOOD GIRL! LENA . . . POWERS . . . MAGIC! LENA . . . COOL . . . FRIEND . . . STAY! HMMMMMMM?!”Flushing impossibly more somehow because someone or something she didn’t pay thought she was cool and asking her to stay, it took Lena a few seconds to gather her thoughts. Then, the good witch-scientist managed to gather the gumption to use buttons to respond.“ASK . . . MOM . . . LENA . . . STAY. ASK . . . LENA . . . STAY . . . TONIGHT.”A response which made Wolfie simply at her mom, then whine softly with hope.Instead of using buttons to reply, a very flushed Kara blubbered out while cutely messing with her own blonde waves, “Umm . . . yeah . . . sure! Stay for dinner tonight? So we can, umm . . . talk . . . about the P-U-P-P-I-E-S?”Smiling so widely her dimples started hurting, Lena nodded adorably and shyly replied in a way which genuinely made Kara’s heart do somersaults, “Sure! I . . . I’d really like that.”Happiness which only got interrupted by an excited bark, Wolfie tearing off to the bedroom part of the apartment to go find something, and the sweet golden retriever dragging over the sonogram machine Kara had just rented to check if they could see her babies.A new development which truly made Kara’s heart melt, given how much of a fuss her furbaby had put up when she’d tried to scan her and find out exactly how much trouble they were in earlier that same day.And, a new development which made Lena’s heart melt as well. Especially when they each took turns with the gelled-up wand, then started seeing and hearing so many little beating hearts.“I think I see . . . one, two, three, four, . . . five, six, seven, eight, . . . nine, . . . aaaaand, ten?!”
Lena couldn’t help but excitedly count aloud and ask if her crush saw what she was seeing.But, instead of a response, she suddenly heard a loud thunk on the floor, realized Kara had fainted where she’d been sitting, and worriedly shouted, “KARA?!”

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After Kara fainted, Lena wasted no time leaping into action.

Or, well, technically . . .

carrying

into action.

You see, once our beloved super fainted from the stress of realizing Wolfie was having way more puppies than she’d expected, our equally beloved witch-scientist of a CEO scooped up the Kryptonian. Then, the loving brunette carried her over to the living room couch, magicked over a cold pack from the freezer, and started nursing the blonde back to health. Actions which the mama dog-to-be not only noticed and was grateful for, but demonstrated a sort of guilt over.

“MOM . . . SICK . . . BECAUSE . . . WOLFIE, HMMMMM?!”

At first, Lena didn’t quite process those words because she was far too distracted by Kara’s beautiful, unconscious face being so close to hers. But, the words finally dawned on her. Especially when Wolfie started whining from behind her, slowly walked over, plopped her remorseful big head onto the couch, and looked up with expectation as deep as her doe eyes were brown.

Feeling bad for the sweet Golden Retriever, and knowing all of this wasn’t really her fault because it was apparently the young dog’s first time having puppies and Kara’s time having more than one dog to care for all of a sudden, Lena definitely knew comforting her was the right thing to do. So, she started gently caressing the floof’s golden head and soothingly replied without buttons this time, “No, darling. Kara – I mean, Mom – being sick is

not

your fault. Wolfie is a good girl who helps Mom. I am – Lena is – here to help Wolfie and Mom. Mom will get better and wake up soon. We can help her. Promise.”

Upon hearing and understanding those sweet nothings, Wolfie started feeling less guilty and more happy, such that she quietly started wagging her incredibly fluffy tail. And, leaned into Lena’s gentle, reassuring petting. All before taking advantage of their fleeting but precious alone time to start up more conversation.

“MOM . . . LENA . . . PLAY . . . WOLFIE . . . BELLY . . . TOY. WHY? HMMMMMM?!”

Shyly smiling a little to herself because she’d never anticipated being the one to tell a person or animal they were pregnant, Lena blushed and turned around a little before replying.

“Wolfie, bring me a blank button, yeah?”

Excited because she was clearly about to learn another new word, Wolfie quietly ran to the closet where there were several blank, multicolored buttons stowed in a wooden box sitting on the floor near all their shoes. Then, the good floof used the rope on the door to pull it open, sifted through the box to find whichever button was the goodest, and happily trotted over to Lena with it in her soft mouth.

After using her magic and finger to write what she’d intended to speak into the button, Lena recorded the word she intended to teach Wolfie into it. Then, walked away from the couch for a time to where the rest of the dog’s buttons were, gently placed the new one down, and started a lively conversation using several multicolored buttons.

“WOLFIE . . . HAVE . . . PUPPIES . . . INSIDE . . . BELLY! SEE PUPPIES WITH BELLY TOY.”

Once Lena realized Wolfie was looking at her intently and wagging her tail tentatively as if to say she wanted more information, Lena smiled a little more and held one of the dog’s furry paws like the emotional support witch she apparently was right then. Then, used various old and new buttons to keep explaining.

“PUPPIES . . . SMALL DOG! SMALL WOLFIE . . . INSIDE WOLFIE BELLY! SMALL DOG GOOD AND CUTE . . . LIKE WOLFIE! MOM . . . LENA . . . EXCITED! MANY, MANY PUPPIES IN WOLFIE BELLY. BIG BELLY SOON.”

After processing the news and going slack-jawed in realization of what Lena was saying, Wolfie stopped moving completely and sat down where she’d been standing and watching over the good CEO’s shoulder. Then, as if to add a little levity to the situation, replied at first, “LENA THINK WOLFIE CUTE?”

Giggling a little because she found it hilarious that was the main point the floof got out of everything she’d said, Lena lightly smacked her forehead and blushed. Things which seemed to have even more meaning when the good dog added, “WOLFIE . . . FUNNY! LENA . . . FUNNY! LENA CUTE LIKE WOLFIE. LENA . . . GOOD . . . FRIEND! LENA . . . STAY . . . NIGHT?”

Flushing impossibly deeper because she’d never considered she’d be asked to stay the first night coming over to Kara’s place, all Lena could do was freeze and be too bisexual to function™ for a few moments. A response which made Wolfie a little concerned, such that the golden floof couldn’t help but walk around in a circle of concern, try to make eye contact with the queen of heterochromia, and ask, “LENA . . . OKAY? LENA . . . HEAR WOLFIE? LENA . . . SICK . . . LIKE MOM . . . HMMMMMM?!”

Squeaking and falling backwards adorkably in response, Lena suddenly regained her ability to think. Then, playfully waved her arms around and cried out to the sweet mama dog-to-be, “Wolfie . . . help me!”

Able to discern Lena was playing based on her scent and tone, Wolfie barked excitedly and decided to pounce on the loving witch-scientist’s belly a little, as if she was practicing her CPR skills, but in the wrong place on purpose. Something which made the kind CEO laugh until she started crying, rolled over onto her side, and almost couldn’t breathe, much to their delight.

And, much to the delight of a certain Kryptonian who was not only waking up on the couch and turning over onto one side herself, but was doing so at just the right moment for her to watch, listen, and comment with a lopsided smile.

“You two are really cute together. You know that, right?”

Upon hearing Kara was up and noticing their shenanigans, an explosion of charged activity occurred. Seemingly all at once, too.

First, in no uncertain terms, Lena adorably flopped backwards onto the floor again, closed her eyes, held the fluffy cat toy in her hands close to her heart, and smiled, such that she went back into too bisexual to function™ mode like it was her second full-time job.

Second, Wolfie went into a monster of a zoomies session, such that she excitedly started running and barking around the apartment like she was the head of a parade mixed with the head of a search party.

Then, as Kara and Lena alike were belly laughing hard at the absolutely over-the-top spectacle, the golden floof returned to the living room during her final lap of running around. And, used the buttons to start up a new chat.

“MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM . . . AWAKE! MOM . . . HI! MOM . . . FEELING . . . BETTER . . . NOW . . . HMMMMM?! MOM . . . PLAY, PLAY, PLAY . . . WITH LENA AND WOLFIE?!”

Tired because it had been a long day and the fainting from stress hadn’t helped, but still feeling happy and full somehow, Kara sleepily and warmly slurred, “Mom tired. Mom will play with Wolfie and Lena this weekend, okay? Tomorrow weekend.”

Thankfully, the next morning was Saturday. So, that not only meant Kara wasn’t working; it meant Lena wouldn’t be, either. Something Wolfie cleverly caught onto, such that she asked a question she’d asked earlier again, this time to Kara.

“MOM, LENA . . . STAY . . . TONIGHT?”

Feeling warm and fuzzy inside at the thought, but knowing Lena likely had plans for the night because the CEO was almost always as busy outside of work as she was at LCorp, Kara slurred back with a smile yet a sad tone in her voice, “Lena’s probably busy tonight. But, maybe she’ll have time to come back tomorrow or Sunday?”

Whining a little because she could tell Kara was sad and was experiencing sadness of her own at the same news, too, Wolfie looked over at a now very-focused, leaning-up-on-her-elbow Lena expectantly. Obviously sad eyes which, combined with Kara’s tired and more subtly sad ones, the good witch-scientist couldn’t bring herself to leave that way.

“You know, I really should stay the night! At least to make sure you’re alright, Kara. And, maybe, if you’re a good girl tonight . . . to make you some of my famous pancakes tomorrow morning! They’re the best in town.”

Feeling a playfully competitive streak because she was just as good at baking as she was eating, Kara playfully pouted, folded her arms, and turned her head to reply, “Are not! You’re going down tomorrow morning, Lena! South Side of National City represent!”

Thankful her bestie’s competitive streak, humor, and obliviousness saved her from whatever the hell her terrible pickup line was, and blushing because of the potential pun “going down” was, all Lena could do to respond was match the Kryptonian’s chaotic good energy. Specifically, by suddenly getting up, running over to the couch while squealing and waving her arms around like a more playful banshee, scooping up the super, and running them into the now-squealing blonde’s bedroom, with Wolfie hot on their tracks and wondering why her people were so delightfully weird.

Well, at least until her people started wearing matching pajamas because Lena hadn’t brought any over, promised her she could have a bite of their pancakes to judge who won the Pancake War, and gave her kisses goodnight before tucking her in, that is.

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The night she slept over at Kara’s place for the first time, Lena truly couldn’t believe her luck.For one, Kara’s apartment was on the smaller side of cozy. So, the good Kryptonian insisted the good CEO should take her bed for the night while she stayed on the couch back in the living room. An idea which prompted the two newly-pajama-clad women to enter into an adorable, eventually downright goofy bickering session which Wolfie ended. Specifically, with a marvelous side-eye preceded by an authoritative, well-timed, “WOOF!”Taking the Golden Retriever’s “floof around and find out” tone seriously, our beloved leading ladies soon stopped arguing. Then, they happily resigned to jumping up and down on the bed for a little while, such that Wolfie forgave them for their squabble and joined in for a time. Well, until the golden floofy girl had to tap out because she couldn’t breathe as well as normal, due to the huge litter she was carrying.“Poor Wolfie, baaaay-beeeeeey,” Kara couldn’t help but affectionately baby talk as she bent down to give her four-legged, paws up, tail-wagging best friend some much-needed belly rubs. All while Lena watched with intense heart eyes and hands clasped under her chin in admiration of the two beings who felt like her whole world right then.“So, umm . . . what, uhh . . . what do you think I should do about . . . all this?”Lena was so smitten and distracted by all the cuteness she almost missed Kara asking about the puppies again for the first time since earlier that afternoon. But, thankfully, her magic caught onto it and snapped her out of her giddiness, such that she soon bent down to give Wolfie belly rubs as well. And, provided a solution without really thinking it through.“Well, emm . . . tell you what? If you win our little baking competition tomorrow, I’ll take over all the responsibility of finding the puppies homes.”When Kara stopped giving her pup belly rubs, turned halfway around, and widely beamed at her like she’d hung the moon and stars, Lena swore she felt her heart and balls do a coordinated somersault. A sensation which only increased when the sweet super excitedly asked, “Really? You’d . . . you’d do that for me?”Lena would have given up both her kidneys and all her billions to keep Kara looking that way. So, naturally, she couldn’t help but smile and reply after gulping hard, “Emm . . . yeah!”When Kara cocked her head and quirked her eyebrow in a friendly sort of disbelief mixed with affectionate challenge, Lena took a breath, licked her bottom lip, and hurriedly came up with a plausible explanation.“LCorp is hosting this charity ball event in a few weeks, and I . . . I was hoping you’d come! Maybe as my plus one. We could work with my marketing team to come up with a blurb about how the puppies are Supergirl’s and in need of good homes, without us unveiling your secret identity or anything.”When Kara froze and kept staring at her open-mouthed, Lena rambled on in somewhat of a panic, “You could come raffle them off one by one to sweeten the deal! And, I’m sure they’d all go to lovely people with big yards! Especially given I run extensive background checks on everyone who’s invited. And, because Wolfie is the smartest, sweetest dog I’ve ever met.”When Kara squealed in excitement and pitched forward to hug her hard, Lena swore she’d died right then and there. A feeling which only magnified when the kind-hearted alien pulled back, held her shoulders, and lightly shook her while exclaiming, “THANK YOU!”A response which the good witch-scientist was more than happy to get her big brain a little scrambled over. Especially once Wolfie rolled over, got up, came over, and started licking her cheek in a mix of thanks, relief, and gratitude for how happy she made Kara and her.Once the excitement calmed, Kara let go and just sat on the bed in appreciative, contemplative silence, such that she couldn’t help but stare at her best witchy friend with those charming baby blues. Then, once Lena found a couple spare, somehow-still-living brain cells to rub together, the adorkable CEO flushed a little, smiled sweetly, and quietly added, “Well, then, it’s settled! I’ll brief the marketing team about what’s to come next week when I’m back in the office. So they can include it in the project plan for the event. And, we can make you . . . I mean, Supergirl and you . . . invitations!”Unable to comment on how sweet her friend was being any further due to her brain cells fleeing the scene of that crime of cuteness like the apartment was on fire, but knowing she had to offer something just as good to her bestie to spice up the next morning’s competition, Kara couldn’t help but blush and ask, “And, umm . . . what would you like if you win Pancake Wars, Lena?”Not at all anticipating that question despite how obvious it was she’d get it in hindsight, our beloved magical queen couldn’t help but reply again without thinking it through, “A kiss from Supergirl!”After realizing her heart and dick had done all her talking for her, and upon seeing all the color immediately run out of Kara’s sweet, open-mouthed, scared face, Lena tried her best to explain what she’d meant while panicking and tripping balls on the inside.“I mean, emm . . . if someone wins all the puppies at LCorp’s charity ball, they get a bonus gift from Supergirl! A kiss on the mouth, with tongue! Or . . . emm . . . a kiss on the cheek! A Hershey’s kiss! A picture of her wearing a lesbian flag cape with a pink kiss outline on it! Her shouting ‘Kiss my ass!’ or something! Anything for . . . for charity!”As Kara just sat there, opened and shut her mouth, and twiddled her thumbs like her brain had just broken, Lena had no idea of how to walk back what she’d said or otherwise fix things. But, thankfully, Wolfie was an excellent winglady and knew exactly what to do: look cute, whine, and put her paw up to Kara’s lips, as if to endorse what Lena had asked for.Actions which thankfully made some color come back to the Kryptonian’s face, made her hug her huge floof close, and made her hesitantly reply, “Oh, umm . . . o- . . . okay!”A reply Lena wasn’t quite sure she’d heard correctly, such that the lovely Irishwoman couldn’t help but quirk an eyebrow, fold her arms in self-restraint, and question, “Emm . . . what?!”After kissing Wolfie on the head a little in thanks for jumpstarting her little hero heart, Kara looked up and smiled with more confidence before replying, “Yeah! Yeah, uhh . . . I’ll do it! As long . . . well, as long as you teach me how to kiss first.”Lena swore her soul left her body for the second time that night upon Kara asking her – a virgin in every way herself – to teach the art and science of kissing. But, said soul seemed to return to her body in no time and with a vengeance when Kara added with an almost oblivious air, “It’ll be so much better this way, you teaching me how to kiss instead of someone else!”Once Lena became the one to be silent and open and shut her mouth in fear, Kara quickly grabbed her nearest hand, rubbed it, and explained herself.“Mike from work – this design intern who likes me and sits a few cubicles over – seems cute and rich and all, but his breath is always terrible! It’s like the smell of burnt popcorn had a baby with the smell of burnt coffee, and my eyes water like I’ve been pepper sprayed every time he comes over to speak to me. It’s like he’s never been introduced to a toothbrush, or his old one got a restraining order. It’s soooooooo gross!”Upon hearing that all-too-explicit explanation, and feeling a sense of jealousy arise inside, Lena couldn’t help but giggle in a mix of discomfort, quiet rage, and genuine amusement at those words. Giggling which Kara didn’t know the full emotional landscape of, such that she dramatically moved to lie back against the pillows leaning against the headboard to add in a mix of seriousness and jest, “And, holy Rao, that perennial flirt James Olsen! Lots of potential in the photography, muscle, and smile departments, but absolutely none in the class department. He said some shit about you which is so unforgivable, I’ve wanted to punch him in the face for ages! I can’t believe he ever thought he had a chance with you!”As memories of James “Backstabber” Olsen casually asking her out to get back at Kara for turning him down and her vehemently telling him to fuck off flashed before her eyes, Lena accidentally started burning a hole into the bed with magic escaping her duvet-filled fingertips. Anger which Wolfie not only smelled, but tried her best to alleviate, such that the golden floof immediately disrupted it by plopping into Lena’s lap and going belly up for more rubs.
A tactic which calmed the good witch-scientist down. Well, at least enough for her to more cooly process Kara inadvertently gushing about someone else they knew.
“The only redeeming thing about him is his girlfriend, Lucy. Damn, she’s fine! Piercing eyes. Badass. Muscly. Tough. Smart. Love motorcycles. Military, so stable job for life unless she acts up too much. Not sure what she sees in him, but hope she wakes up before it’s too late!”Lena didn’t accidentally burn a hole in the bed again, though. Partly because she actually liked Lucy, as the colonel had interviewed for LCorp’s Head of Securities job, became a finalist, and graciously turned the job down when finally offered the promotion she’d been chasing for years. Partly, too, because the younger Lane had expressed interest in them dating afterwards and accepted her kind, sincere rejection with class. But, mainly because the soldier’s ask made her reflect on the signals she might be inadvertently sending out, leading her to realize she wasn’t just bi, but into Kara.“You’re right; Colonel Lane is a spectacular woman. And, she can certainly do better than James, when the time comes,” our beloved witch-scientist couldn’t help but concede, given her quiet fondness and appreciation for Lucy.Glad to hear Lena and she had similar standards, Kara couldn’t help but sit back up, smile, and beckon her bestie over with a pat to the empty bed spot next to hers. All before leaning over and playfully whispering into the billionaire’s ear, “But, nobody compares to you!”Words which made Lena not only flush and smile hard, but feel at peace again inside and out. So good, in fact, that Wolfie saw a perfect opening to hop off the bed using her carpeted little staircase and ask for something using the buttons in the bedroom.“MOM . . . LENA . . . TUCK IN . . . TIRED . . . WOLFIE . . . PUPPIES . . . NOW. PLEASE?”Not having the heart to turn down the sweet floof’s request, both of our lovely leading ladies not only got up to tuck the dog into bed, but took turns reading lines of her favorite bedtime story.A story which the six-week-old puppies could not only hear in utero, but started moving around to, such that all three leading ladies picked up on it in different ways and teared up at it.

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Between the time they went to bed and the time they awoke for Pancake Wars, Kara and Lena both had some rather . . .

interesting

dreams.

Perhaps more predictably, Lena had an incredibly intense dream about Kara and her having sex for the first time. One in which the sweet, powerful super was sweating and panting hard, riding Lena’s face over and over again, and feeling the determined, thoughtful brunette use her tongue to draw the Kryptonian alphabet into her folds. Events which consistently led to dream Kara coming again every time dream Lena hit the equivalent of “M” in English, much to the quiet, unconscious pleasure of real life Lena and her aching, pajama-entrapped dick.

Meanwhile, Kara was having her very first dream of what it would be like to make love to Lena. However, the omega’s dream was the complete opposite of her sleeping, secret crush’s in many ways. Partly because Lena was the one topping her. Partly, too, because Lena was giving her incredibly good dick between intentional strokes of her clit. But, mainly because it seemed like they’d already been together for quite some time in the dream, such that dream Kara was trying to tell dream Lena something rather important in between slap-sounding thrusts, the entwining of their ring-bearing hands, and strained attempts to breathe.

“Pregnant! Lena, I . . . ‘m pregnant. ‘M pregnant.”

Before that point in her dream, real life Kara seemed to be more like a spectator looking at the two of them making love on the bed in her apartment. But, after her last words escaped her dream version’s lips, the dream shifted to her having a first person perspective, such that she could see and feel a rather sweaty, beautiful, breathless Lena on top of her, thrusting, smiling, and crying all at once, presumptively over the good news.

“‘M pregnant. Pregnant, Lena. ‘M Pregnant.”

After Kara felt and heard herself saying those words in her dream, she felt a soothing but heavy weight begin to press her down into the bed. One which she thought was Lena collapsing on top of her in the dream after coming inside her, but ended up being something rather different: the product of her real life.

“Kara? Kara, darling? Are you all right? It’s gonna be okay. It’ll be okay.”

At first, our beloved Supergirl had no idea of what was going on because she was shifting from being in dream mode to waking up in what felt like a molasses-slow, nonlinear way. But, the truth eventually became apparent. All because she eventually felt her real best friend and secret crush not only holding her close and gently bearing weight on her, but smelled the alpha’s pungent calming pheromones as well.

“Kara? Sweetie, are you all right? Can . . . can you hear me?”

Real life Kara heard those worried words come not too far after, leading her to start rubbing her eyes and mumbling in confusion, “Lena?! Whassss . . . wasss goin’ on?!”

Smiling and sighing a little in relief, Lena held her best friend and crush closer before closing her eyes, touching their cheeks, and sharing what had been going on from her perspective.

“Darling, it seems like you might have been having a nightmare about Wolfie and the puppies! You kept saying ‘pregnant’ over and over again in your sleep, and you were sweating, breathing raggedly, and shaking. It seems you might’ve peed the bed, too.”

Upon hearing that explanation, Kara immediately tensed up because she knew the truth, and it couldn’t be farther from that. Plus, she’d apparently had her first-ever mid-sleeping orgasm due to a fictitious version of her best friend, but it wasn’t like she could tell Lena that. Could she?

“I, uhh . . . I’m sorry, Lena. I . . . I didn’t mean to . . . you know, get you wet! Honest.”

Kara just decided to go down that path instead of trying to explain because she was almost certain she’d accidentally slip up somehow, and she was already embarrassed enough as it was. A decision which seemed to be a good one, based on how Lena gently rocked them from side to side and soothingly replied, “It’s okay, Kara. No need to be sorry. We all get scared sometimes and show it in our own ways.”

Our beloved leading ladies would stay in the position they were in and enjoy some content silence for awhile after. Silence which only ended when both of them opened their eyes and rolled over onto their sides to look at each other, such that Lena smiled a little and added with eyes as warm as her lips, “You know, if it weren’t for you comforting me before, I’m pretty sure I would’ve ended up like this on multiple occasions, too. What are friends for, right?”

Inside, Kara felt that question hit her like a load of bricks for some reason which wouldn’t really hit her right away, but one her inner being intuitively knew: she secretly wanted a life with Lena which matched what her dream had shown her. A desire the sweet blonde couldn’t help but tear up at while she did her best to crack a grateful smile.

“Right. Yes, right! What . . . what are friends for, indeed?!”

Lena didn’t know the exact reason behind why Kara’s scent didn’t quite match her smile. But, the kind-hearted alpha felt that she needed to do something about it in every corner of her being. So, she made an adorable offer the Kryptonian couldn’t refuse.

“How about I strip the bed and get everything cleaned up while you treat yourself to a nice and hot morning shower? That way I’ll have to take a shower second, you can get a head start on Pancake Wars, and I’ll be left in the dust for sure?”

Smiling so hard her eyes practically had their own smile to them, Kara jumped up out of bed, squealed, and held her arms high in excitement before spontaneously kissing Lena’s cheek, running a few feet away to the bathroom, and turning on the hot water. Shenanigans which apparently awoke the previously-sleeping Wolfie, such that the smiley dog happily waddled over to Lena for morning licks before barging inside the door to fulfill her usual bathroom purpose: making sure Kara defeated her three long-time arch nemeses, Rain Wall (“Shower”), Pee Poo Chomper (“Toilet”), and Rain Gooblin (“Sink”).

As all the commotion of a usual Saturday morning broke out in the bathroom, Lena took time to do a few things. One, touch her cheek and recover from how amazing it felt to be kissed by Kara there. Two, strip the bed and start taking it to the washer to be cleaned, only to realize there wasn’t any pee on it. And three, control her urges to start touching herself right there in her best friend’s apartment because, if her nose was still working correctly, she was actually handling fabric with her best friend’s

come

on it.

For better or worse, though, Kara thankfully interrupted her sensual train of thought. All by running into the living room with nothing but her towel on, swiping a clean pair of clothes off the dryer, and playfully yelling, “I’m gonna get you when I have clothes on, Lena! You watch!”

Words and sights which made Lena go into another rather sensual round of daydreaming, such that her thoughts were only interrupted by the sounds of Wolfie barking and using her buttons, or trying to convince Kara to leave off Boob Cage (“Bra”) so she could wear, play with, and ultimately destroy it.

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After Lena finally managed to remember she had legs, stripped, and got into the shower, she was thankful Wolfie only managed to poke her golden head in to check on her.

Specifically, she was thankful Kara intervened and called the mama dog into the kitchen for breakfast because, for the love of god, she’d

need

to touch herself if she was going to survive Pancake Wars. And, do so quickly, based on how her magic and sensibility told her Wolfie most likely got her name because she preferred to wolf down rather than peck at her food.

“C’mon, c’mon,” the huffing and puffing alpha was doing her best to encourage herself to come into her hand at record speed while leaning against the wall under the showerhead, given her fluffy friend could come back at any moment and catch her in the act. Then, inadvertently or intentionally ask her what she’d been doing in front of their favorite Kryptonian.

A series of events which, to Lena’s horror and embarrassment, happened just before she came, such that Wolfie not only nosed her way in and started barking from fear at what she saw, but ran back into the living room full zoomies-style and made Kara completely stop what she’d been working on to check on the scared pup.

“Wolfie?! Hey, Wolfie girl, what’s wrong?! What’s wrong?!”

Lena threw a towel on herself and ran out to apologize so quickly she only remembered to cover her lower half, such that she was soon dripping a trail of water to the living room. And, incredibly naked from the top up in front of Kara, such that the Kryptonian’s jaw quickly went as slack as she got wet in her pants again.

As her best friend stood there gaping at her, Lena instantly went red in embarrassment and tried to cover up her dick, thinking her boner must be on full display. But, upon realizing the tied towel had held its place against her and starting to feel chilly underneath her dripping black waves, she quickly realized the real reason Kara was staring: her boobs were completely out.

“Kara? I . . . I’m so sorry! I can explain, I swear!”

Lena quickly bumbled through that apology and was about to come up with a reason for all of this mess, only for Wolfie to beat her to the punch. Specifically, in perhaps the most adorable, hilarious, life-saving way possible.

“SNAKE! SNAKE! SNAKE! BUTT SNAKE! LENA BUTT SNAKE! DANGER! HELP, MOM!”

That unexpected explanation not only broke Kara’s thirsty line of thinking and eventual lip biting session, but made her shake her head to bring herself back to awareness.

“Umm, . . . what?! Where’s the snake, girl?!”

When she heard her person take her concern seriously, Wolfie seemed to calm down a little. And, started using her buttons again, this time with more insistence.

“SNAKE . . . INSIDE . . . LENA . . . BUTT! BUTT SNAKE BITE LENA UNDER RAIN WALL!”

Thankfully, that absolutely understandable but unhinged description of Lena’s penis made the alpha start belting out in laughter first, breaking the awkward and sexually charged silence hanging between them all. Something which helped Kara eventually realize what Wolfie must have seen, such that the good omega bent down, hugged her dog, and replied while pumping out soothing pheromones, “It’s okay, Wolfie! Lena defeated butt snake. Snake all gone!”

Once Kara managed to calm the good Golden Retriever down, all of them seemed to giggle over the situation in their own way, such that the golden floof was panting while smiling widely as her people couldn’t help but hold themselves in laughter. Laughter which increased a little after Wolfie had some time to think about what she’d just seen and realized something.

“NO BUTT SNAKE, HMMMM?! LENA HAS . . . PEE POWERS? LENA . . . SUPER PEE INSIDE OUTSIDE?! LENA MAKE SUPER PUPPIES, YES?!”

Realizations which were so sophisticated they took Lena’s breath and words away, leading her to feel so flustered she just cutely squealed, gathered up her own clean clothes from the top of the dryer, and adorkably ran back to the bathroom to change.

And, realizations which Kara didn’t even think to use buttons to respond to, given how she was staring off into the distance with so much thirst and feeling in her baby blues that virtually

nothing

could distract her from awaiting Lena’s return.

“Yes, baby girl. Lena has super pee powers and can make super puppies.”

Words which made the wheels in Wolfie’s head start turning over and over, such that the golden floof quickly began to understand why she was having all those puppies in the first place. And, began wondering if her mom and Lena would ever have their own puppies someday, so their babies could all be friends.

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Thankfully, the chaos in Kara’s apartment started to settle once Lena put clothes on, such that our lovely leading ladies began letting their intrusive thoughts win another way: Pancake Wars.Specifically, Wolfie calmly sat at the edge of the kitchen, quietly stared, and started to drool a little in want as Kara began making her famous “triple threat” berry-topped, sugar cookie dough-infused pancakes. And, while Lena was making St. Patrick’s Day-themed apple crumble pancakes, which she sprinkled with Lucky Charms cereal marshmallows for good measure.“Heeeey! Not fair! Yours looks so much more cartoony than mine,” our beloved super stopped what she was doing to semi-playfully put her hands on her hips, pout, and tease her best friend.
Stopping her movements and flushing hard at that illegally cute feedback, it took Lena a second before she adorkably smiled with her eyes closed and confidently chirped back, “I know, right?!”Upon seeing Lena look so happy and just get back to work like she hadn’t just committed a drive-by murder with that smile, Kara immediately stopped play-pretending, stared down at her own fuzzy panda sock-clad feet, and flushed just as much in desire, admiration, and affection.
A moment of being too bisexual to function™ which, like Wolfie’s transfixion and Lena’s focus, only got interrupted by one thing: an unexpected knock at the apartment door.Quickly snapping her head back up, Kara couldn’t help but cock her head, quirk a brow, put a hand to her chin in thought, and ask aloud, “Oh, I wonder who that could be?”Before the kind omega could rack her brain for if she’d forgotten about a package, an inspection, a maintenance order, or something else, her bestie quickly chimed in with a flick of the wrist and an apologetic, “Oh, darling, I’m sorry! Hope you don’t mind the quick interruption!”When Kara and Wolfie perked up in curiosity, Lena briefly looked down at her own fuzzy bear sock-clad feet, twiddled her thumbs in nerves, and continued, “When you both asked me to stay over last night, I completely forgot I was supposed to meet a stylist for the charity ball downtown this morning. So, before I stepped into the shower and Wolfie freaked out about my B-U-T-T S-N-A-K-E, I emailed her to see if she could drop by here and leave some design ideas. You know, for us to consider in private.”As her best friend and secret crush just stared at her open-mouthed, the good witch-scientist panicked a little inside. And, accordingly blurted out to fill the awkward void, “Because I wanted to surprise you! I mean, to pay for an outfit of your choosing! You know, now that you’re going with me as a plus one!”Words couldn’t describe how beautiful Kara’s smile was when she heard that explanation. But, Lena wouldn’t have time to try to come up with any because their guest knocked a second, louder time, indicating she was likely concerned. Or, based on her personality, losing patience.So, naturally, Lena hurried over to the door and shouted, “So sorry! Coming, Edna!”Upon hearing that name, Kara froze, felt all the color drain from her normally-sunkissed face, and nearly fainted. Because, based on all her years of working at CatCo Magazine and as Supergirl, there could be only one Edna on the other side of her door. The Edna Mode.As in world-famous, fashionista-turned-superhero-costume-maker, sass queen Edna Mode.The same Edna Mode who was striding into her apartment like she owned the place, giving her best friend air kisses on each cheek from her very low-to-the-ground position, and asking with a dry but genuine tone, “Myyyyyyyy, Lena, daaaaarling, how aaaaare you? Come, come, come!”Feeling comfortable with Edna because they’d secretly collaborated on a few supersuits for Kara and herself before, Lena happily smiled, sincerely returned the air kisses, and did as told, such that she followed the international fashion icon who’d taken her by the hand to Kara’s dining room table. And, sat down while Edna dramatically swung a very expensive-looking bag from her hip to her front, retrieved some equally expensive-looking leather-clad files from it, and slid them across the table toward her fellow billionaire.“All the latest styles from Milan, but better! No capes! No hobo suits! Simple and elegant, yet bold! You will die!”
Upon hearing those words and not knowing whether she should make her presence known or play dead like an opossum, Kara looked at Wolfie for some help. Help which the sweet floof was more than happy to give, such that she slowly trotted over to the table and interrupted with a low, gentle, and polite, “Woof!”Unaware they had company because she’d been focusing on just Lena the whole time, the sudden noise startled Edna some. But, thankfully, the fashion legend recovered in time to not only smile and wave at the dog, but do the same to Kara.“Nice dog you have, Supergirl! Does it have powers, too? Shall we add an order for it?”While she stood in the kitchen frozen in awe mixed with uncertainty about how to respond, Wolfie did her a solid in her usual wingwoman fashion. All by using her buttons to reply and add some levity to the situation.“HI! HI! HI! WOLFIE DOG, NO POWERS. WHAT YOU? TALKING SNACK? TALKING TOY? HUMAN? BIG TALKING SQUIRREL? CAT? HMMMMMM?!”Upon hearing that response, everyone – including the famously unfazed Edna – began to laugh, such that the air in the apartment immediately turned from awkward mixed with uncertain to congenial and easy.
“Hello, my daaaaaarling Wolfie! I am Edna Mode, a sort of . . . toymaking human. And, friend to a very big Cat indeed. But yes, you may call me . . . a snack,” the formidable designer playfully replied with all sorts of clever puns ablazing, such that Lena and Kara couldn’t help but look at each other with heart eyes.Heart eyes which the ever-observant Edna quietly noticed, and began making mental notes to do something about. Something which was starting to look like blocking off her team and calendar to make the cute couple wedding attire and baby clothes one day, should they ever ask for them.But, something which the fashion icon got distracted from because, in addition to feeling Wolfie’s big and floofy head move into her lap, she smelled the heavensent pancakes Kara and Lena had just finished.“What have you made in theeeeere, darlings? I feel fat just smelling it.”Kara and Lena couldn’t help but giggle a little before the sweet blonde finally plucked up the courage to adorkably reply, “Umm . . . pancakes for Wolfie and us. Would you like some?”Smiling more warmly than most people were used to, Edna cocked her head and thought about it a little. Then, decisively snapped her finger and replied, “Perhaps a bite of each. BUT! Only a bite. I cannot die this young. Especially before I dogsit this one for free!”Giggling even more because they weren’t expecting that gracious reply, Kara began separately plating their pancakes, such that Wolfie got her own mini plates to eat from, Lena and she got forks and full-sized plates of their own, and Edna simply got a couple forks of her own.“MARVELOUS! SIMPLY MARVELOUS! The spice of life. I can die young happy, wrapped in this nostalgia and Louis Vuitton,” Edna genuinely complimented both women on their cooking, surprising both women due to her notoriously high standards when it came to food.Once Kara and Lena started shooting each other hearteyes again, Lena took a deep breath and excitedly asked on their behalf, “Really, Edna? Do you have a favorite?”Once again observing the two women’s body language, Edna began stroking Wolfie’s floof, squinting her eyes, and pursing her lips in thought. Then, sincerely answered with some classic snark, “Does one equate New York Fashion Week with Milan, darling? Of course not! Both are good and necessary, if humanity is to continue on.”Not wanting to press harder because that was perhaps the best compliment Kara and her could ever receive from such an icon, Lena simply let out a deep, pleased breath. Then, dreamily added without thinking, “I’m so glad you think Kara and I are equals, Edna. I’ve always thought the same thing. Even on the first day we met, and she was so nervous to see me.”Upon hearing that compliment, Kara flushed so hard she turned a bright cherry red and Wolfie waddled over to her for some much-needed tethering to Earth, otherwise known as pets. Changes Edna absolutely noticed, such that she smiled mischievously and quickly replied while popping up to leave, “Do let me know what you both think of the designs! No pajamas at the event, even cute ones on the cute women and dogs!”Knowing that was Edna’s quirky way to exit a conversation, Lena got up to walk the fashion icon to the door, only to be waved back to her seat in such a way she knew the designer wanted her to stay at the table with Kara and Wolfie. A kind, unusual gesture the kind-hearted CEO was immensely grateful for because, once Edna closed the door, it reminded her of something very important: Wolfie hadn’t given her feedback on which pancakes won.Something Kara realized, too, such that her attention returned to breakfast, she began playing with her dog like she usually did, and she asked with a matching goofy voice, “What do you think about the pancakes, Miss Wolfie?”A question the dog was more than happy to answer, such that she trotted over to her buttons and answered in the most delightfully blunt way, “MORE!”A request both women were happy to indulge a little, such that they gave the sweet mama dog a couple more bites before they finished and Lena had to go home for the weekend.

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After she had such a wonderful time at Kara and Wolfie’s cozy and heart-warming little place, it felt incredibly strange for Lena to return to her larger and more familiar but catalog-looking, bachelorette pad-like place.
And, once Sunday passed, it felt just as strange to return to her tastefully modern tower at LCorp, despite how she knew every weekend had . . . well . . . an end for a reason.So, once Monday morning rolled around and she had to head into work, the good CEO couldn’t help but text Kara in search of vibes as strong and good as her espresso.
Lena: Morning, darling! Miss you both, and wishing you well at today’s vet appointment. Send me a picture of Wolfie and you when you can? My office desk has some free space with both your names written on it. <3
In a way, an outsider might think that text was ridiculous, given Lena’s desk was already covered in pictures of Kara and her having fun and making faces together. But, if they reserved judgment and got to know Lena’s recent history, they might not.
The week before, the extra space on the loving witch-scientist’s desk had been a shrine to more than one being besides Kara. Specifically, it once proudly displayed pictures of Merlin, a red merle Border Collie foster puppy she’d briefly had and started getting attached to, but hadn’t told Kara about. Partly because she wasn’t sure if the adoption papers she put in for the nine-month-old guard dog hopeful would be accepted, and she didn’t want to get her hopes up. But, mainly because the poor pup had heroically died defending her on a walk in the middle of her day off, such that he’d pounced on a wannabe assassin coming at her from behind, taken a bullet meant for her, and taken out the criminal in the harrowing process.In short, as much as she felt traumatized by the whole incident and beyond sad about Merlin being gone, Lena hadn’t told Kara the more intimate details about what had happened at National City Park because she knew the super would likely never let it go. And, perhaps forever, wouldn’t let her out of her sight, even though the incident literally happened the moment the licensed-to-kill human bodyguard jogging behind her stopped to sneeze and she’d stopped to check on him as well as retie her shoe.
But, thinking of Merlin and all which had transpired since then, Lena started to regret not telling Kara about him at some point. Regret which didn’t last too long because, after she thought about it, she remembered they hadn’t really talked about pets much before because Kara, too, had only recently become a dog owner. And, regret which didn’t last too long because she started getting a FaceTime call.A FaceTime request which took her off guard at first, but made her smile when she checked the caller ID. And, a call which made her almost double over in laughter, given who – or, technically, what – was on the other line.“Wolfie? Oh my goodness, hi honey! How’s my bestest floof this morning?”Upon hearing Lena start baby talking in the best way possible, the way-too-close-to-the-camera Golden Retriever couldn’t help but start barking, boop her snoot against the screen, and lick the camera part in excitement. Excitement which Kara started cackling at and shouting at in response, “Wolfie, don’t eat the phone or hang up! We’ll lose her!”In that moment, hearing her crush’s voice felt like someone wrapping a warm towel around her after a cold swim or a winter walk. A feeling of giddiness which only increased after the sweet super quickly grabbed the phone, started trying to wipe off the slobber with her sleeve until the screen clouded some, flushed hard, and shyly chirped, “Umm, hi!”Smiling widely, Lena affectionately put a hand to her heart, breathed deeply and cocked her head in awe, and adorkably chirped back while waving, “Hi yourself, Miss Thang!”Having no idea how to respond to that compliment or let Lena know she looked like an adorable moving blob from their end due to all the smudging, Kara tried to break through her own, deeper spell of blushing by trying to . . . well . . . say anything.“So, umm . . . we’re here at daycare for dropoff! But, there’s this really cute cutout for people and their pets to take pictures with, and I have a couple minutes. So, you asked at just the right time and place!”As Kara put the phone face down to move Wolfie into position for a quick photo, Lena started getting a bit of a sinking feeling. One which she thought just enough about to remember she’d also posed with Merlin in a cartoon flower field cutout, but on his first day of doggy daycare almost two months prior.An adorable cutout which she saw again when Kara’s phone was turned right side up, this time filled by her best friends’ sweet faces.“One, two, three, cheese!”As Lena would discover just moments later, the photo of both blondes would come out perfectly because Kara had apparently managed to find some wipes to clean her phone. Perfection which, along with the unexpected memory of Merlin, made the CEO tear up.“Aww, that’s . . . that’s so cute! Have . . . have a good day, you two!”The bittersweet-feeling witch-scientist truly did her best to wish them well and sign off with positivity in her voice. But, given how well Kara knew Lena, the perceptive super couldn’t help but pick up on a scent suggesting something else was going on.“Don’t worry about it, girl. I’ll get Lena later. Let’s get you signed in so you can go play with your favorite fwends and toys, yeah?”Although Wolfie looked somewhat concerned and skeptical at those first words, she almost instantly cheered up when hearing “fwends” and “toys” come from her tied-for-favorite person. Cheering up which skyrocketed into some world record-breaking tail wagging once the sweet pup was signed in and ushered off into the indoor backyard for some fun.But, cheeriness Kara didn’t have much time to pay attention to. Partly because she was about to bolt off to CatCo, but mainly because one of the daycare’s staff caught her just in time.“Oh, umm, Miss Danvers . . . we found some video footage from a few weeks ago which answers your question about who sired Wolfie’s pups. Care to see?”Because she was in a hurry, really didn’t want to see her dog getting it on with another dog, and really didn’t want to put a reminder into her phone to bleach her eyes out later, Kara bounced on her feet as she thought about what to say. Then, replied in the quickest but most polite way possible, “Umm, no thanks. Just . . . just tell me the dog’s name and its person’s . . . so we can chat about what to do moving forward. Yeah?”Understanding completely, the daycare staffer simply replied, “Well, it seems a nine-month-old red merle Border Collie named Merlin sired the pups. He was being fostered by Lena Luthor and about to be neutered, given he’d just reached the minimum age. But, he hasn’t been back here since a couple months ago. She never explained why. Guess he got adopted out?”Jaw nearly hitting the floor in realization, Kara couldn’t help but go wide-eyed and quiet. Well, technically quiet on the outside, but incredibly loud and cluttered inside her mind.“Thanks! Umm . . . thanks again, Timothee,” she barely managed to say to the tall, dark, and handsome desk attendee. Right before turning around, slowly running out, then flying to her office at the city’s largest fashion magazine, determined to find some time to talk with Lena.—For better or worse, Lena’s day was so jam-packed full of meetings, press conferences, product approvals, marketing pitches, and financial calls that she didn’t have long to think about Merlin.And, for better or worse, she didn’t have time to peruse and choose among Edna’s different designs for her charity ball outfit, such that she made a note to take a look when she got back home and send her request to her favorite mentor.But, when her driver dropped her off at home and she walked through her front door that afternoon, the memories of her lost pup hit her like a freight train.How happy he was to see her when she’d walk through that door, even if she was just gone to check the mail or pick flowers or say hello to a neighbor for a few minutes.How he’d usually have a favorite toy in his mouth and invite her to play with him, such that it would instantly put a smile on her face no matter the kind of day she’d had. And, they’d go running around in their backyard zoomies-style.How he reminded her to not take most of life so seriously, as there were more serious things to worry about. Like digging holes, catching frisbees and balls, getting treats and belly roobs, watching movies, stealing blankets, paw-fives, and playing hide and seek.Memories which didn’t quite let up. All because, just a few breaths after she put her work bag and blueprints as well as Edna’s designs down on her dining room table, her ring cam let her know somebody was at her front door.Specifically, a very nervous-looking Kara who was bouncing on her heels and sans Wolfie.“Umm, Lena? It’s me, Kara. When you get a minute, I . . . we need to talk about Merlin.”Instead of replying or getting up to let the super in right away, Lena just sat quietly and rigidly in nervousness, mouth hanging open in shock. Responses which Kara could see and hear with her superpowers, such that she felt bad and tried to explain herself with a more soothing tone.“I, umm . . . I’m not mad. Just . . . confused? The, uhh . . . the daycare said you have a dog – or, umm, had a dog – and the doggycam shows he sired Wolfie’s pups. What happened to him, though? And, why didn’t you tell me?”Still unable to say anything due to grief, but knowing she wanted Kara to come inside because their relationship was more important than anything else on the table right then, Lena simply got up from her chair and walked a few feet away to the front of her mansion. Then, she opened the door with tears streaming down her sweet pale face, paused for a moment, reached for something on the bookshelf adjacent to the door, and handed over an engraved urn.“Merlin, Kara. Kara, Merlin,” the morose witch-scientist somehow managed to get out with eyes downcast and losing their light. A look Kara had hardly ever seen on her best friend’s face, but made complete sense when she realized exactly what she’d been handed.And, a look which she couldn’t bear to see the loving witch-scientist maintain, such that she delicately put the thoughtfully-made urn back in its place on the shelf, but impulsively and haphazardly jumped Lena’s magical bones in the form of a jump kiss, such that the surprised alpha caught the empathetic blonde in her unprepared but strong, willing arms.

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When Kara just jumped up and kissed her out of nowhere, Lena’s mind and body started going in a million different directions.

At first, her brain started questioning whether it all was from real underlying feelings or something else, given the sweet blonde had never made such a move before. And, given she’d asked for kissing lessons in preparation for the charity ball, where there was a

very

real chance she’d be kissing someone else.

But, once they started finding a rhythm between their tongues, teeth, and lips which felt and eventually sounded like a symphony, the good witch-scientist could hardly think at all. Well, until

very

visceral thoughts of them doing more started coming up.

What it would be like to play with the super’s tits if they were naked and their hands weren’t busy steadying them against her mansion’s door.

What it would be like to knead, scratch, and spread the criminally cute omega’s strong, naked ass cheeks when they were ready for more than foreplay.

What it would be like to take off the heaving blonde’s underwear and claim them as hers from that point on.

And, if she got lucky, what it would be like to slide inside a certain blonde, curl-covered cavern, then come again and again until neither of them could last anymore.

Thoughts which not only produced a very real-feeling rager of a boner within Lena’s navy blue work pants, but accidentally made her magic release in a way which forced them to stop.

“Hey, umm . . . Lena . . . I’m . . . I’m stuck!”

Upon breaking through the fog of their pleasure and feeling how they’d completely stopped slamming against the door, Lena realized Kara’s cry for help was real. Even moreso when she opened her bicolored, pupils-blown eyes and realized her magic had pushed her best friend halfway through the door, such that any additional time kissing probably would have pushed one or both of them all the way outside.

“Oh! Emm, sorry! I’m so sorry, darling,” the flustered CEO did her best to apologize and get herself together before using her magic to safely free Kara from the door.

Once the sweet super was free from her accidental door jail, she brushed herself off despite how there was no need for that. Then, she looked up, smiled widely, and chirped back, “No problem! I’ve never been through a door like that before. First time for everything, right?”

A response which not only melted Lena’s heart, made her shoot the blonde heart eyes, and kept her hard, but made her suddenly turn around, nervously walk away, fiddle with her hands, and wish her massive boner would subside.

“So, emm, right! Merlin . . . you’re here to talk about Merlin. And, umm, my obligation toward the puppies, what with him being gone,” the CEO awkwardly began with a tone she’d normally use when discussing business deals. A tone she didn’t necessarily mean to use right then, but one which helped her stay level-headed instead of falling apart again. And, for better or worse, made her dick start calming down, such that she could feel the taut tent in her pants going down.

Feeling bad for her best friend, and hoping she could help her feel better about all of this, Kara did her best to start the conversation off gently.

“So, I take it Merlin was the goodest boy, given you wanted to adopt him?”

Smiling despite the tears starting to form in her eyes again, Lena couldn’t help but smile a little, nod, and reply over one shoulder, “The bestest. He saved my life, just like you would have. And, between the two of you, it was

very

hard to determine who had the better pouty face. Or the bigger love for rotisserie chicken.”

Smiling, feeling warm inside, and tearing up at those words, Kara approached a little more and made a confession she hoped would help her bestie open up.

“I don’t blame you for not telling me about him or what happened. Sometimes, the shit I deal with as Supergirl is so scary and horrible, I don’t want to talk about it with anyone for days. Or, maybe, ever. Some things are just better left unsaid, right?”

Understanding Kara’s intentions, the good witch-scientist nodded. And, decided to open up rather than shutting down like the pre-Kara version of her would do far more often than not.

“He, emm . . . well, we were walking in a park with one of my security guards in tow, and . . . after the guard stopped to sneeze and I stopped to check on him and tie my shoe, someone . . . just . . . ambushed us! Ambushed me from behind, to be exact.”

As Kara stared intently and with her mouth open in shock, the kindest Luthor continued with tears forming in her eyes again, “Merlin fought back and took the guard out, but . . . in the process . . . he lost his life. I felt terrible about the whole situation and still do sometimes because, well, what if there was something I could have done differently? Why didn’t my magic or the guard’s safety gear pick up on the assailant? How could everything have gone so wrong, after all the preparations we’d made? It just . . . didn’t make any sense! It . . . wasn’t fair!”

Feeling terrible for Lena, and overly familiar with the concept of unfair, Kara just ran over to the farling of a CEO, swept her up into a hug, and let her cry until there weren’t any tears left to cry. Then, fought her own tears and horror to lovingly reply, “It wasn’t your fault, Lena! It was

entirely

the assailant’s fault.”

As Lena cuddled into her and did her best to steady her breathing, Kara slowly rocked them from side to side and passionately continued, “Powers or no powers, guard or no guard, you all

deserved

to have a safe walk! And, knowing you, I’m sure you

always

did what you could for Merlin. He must’ve known you felt that way about him, too, so that’s why . . . that’s why he did what he did. He just . . . loved you!”

Upon hearing those incredibly relieving and sweet words, Lena felt the need to cry again. But, because she was all dried up, all her body could do was shudder and raggedly breathe. Things she felt herself do before she just barely managed to reply, “Thank . . . thank you!”

For a time, they just rocked from side to side in a heavy yet comforting silence. But, that didn’t last too long. All because, out of nowhere, Kara made a stunning mental connection between some seemingly unrelated things: the way Merlin died may be related to how Wolfie got pregnant and . . . well . . . something

else

which was important.

“Lena, umm . . . we don’t have to talk about Merlin’s death anymore, if you don’t want to. But, I might be able to explain it, based on some test results the vet shared today.”

Genuinely wondering what her secret crush of a best friend had to say, Lena leaned back and caressed Kara’s shoulders while urgently replying, “No, no, of course! Please, do tell.”

Feeling relieved Lena was willing to hear her out, Kara breathed deeply, shyly smiled a little, and pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket. Then, after she unfolded it, went into nerd mode a little when reading, “The likelihood of Wolfie’s surgery undoing itself is 0%, all normal conditions considered. But, the likelihood of her puppies having powers is at least 50%, given we detected some currently non-lethal anomalies in her blood. The chance their sire had powers is 100%.”

Scientific nerd brain activated and whirring at a level it hadn’t all day, Lena couldn’t help but open and shut her mouth in shock. Then, couldn’t help but ask the proverbial question while folding her arms to steady herself, “So, umm, did they test for . . .

which

powers, exactly?”

Nodding in response, Kara finished reading the short but sweet paragraph aloud.

“We suspect the puppies’ sire is a creature called a Void. For more information on Voids and the benefits and risks of continuing this interspecies pregnancy, please refer to the educational resources below.”

Not having any clue as to what a Void was, and figuring Kara was in the same boat, Lena gently held out her hand to take the paper and read it herself. Then, after a few moments of contemplative silence, softly looked up, made a slow grabby motion with one hand, and quietly begged, “Stay with me awhile to figure it out?”

A request Kara was more than eager to say yes to, such that she just took Lena’s outstretched hand, scooped the loving brunette’s laptop off the table with her free hand, and walked them over to the living room couch.

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After a couple of hours of Kara being the big spoon watching from behind and Lena being the little spoon lying back against her and doing all the research on her computer, the kind-hearted ladies learned a lot of promising but potentially contradictory things about Voids.

How Voids could knowingly or unknowingly zap abilities from creatures around them, allegedly for unspecified amounts of time.

How the creatures could store those zapped abilities in their bodies, then use them later on. Or, if they didn’t like or need those abilities, poop them out.

How the creatures were thought to be capable of reincarnation, in the event they ever died or wanted to start over somewhere else.

How the creatures would only self-sacrifice for those who proved themselves worthy.

And, how Voids could pass some or all of their stored powers on to their offspring, depending on the genetics and health of their mates.

In short, the more our leading ladies looked into Voids, the more they started to think of several theories behind Merlin’s death. Especially how the dog might have accidentally or knowingly given Lena a break from her powers so they could enjoy their walk, then realized his mistake far too late and tried to make up for it, even if it cost him his little but big life.

“Thank you for giving me closure, Kara. I don’t know how to thank you,” Lena couldn’t help but softly say. All as she closed her laptop and put it on the coffee table, turned onto her side, laid back even more, and nestled into the soft space beneath the loving, patient blonde’s chin, where she was welcomed with a warm, weighty cuddle.

For a moment, everything between them felt so perfect that Lena almost asked Kara to stay. But, thankfully, the super must have been thinking something along those lines because she replied first, “I’m here all night if you need me to be, Lena. Wolfie is over at Alex and Maggie’s until tomorrow after work, training little miss noob Getrude how to be a dog. And, seeing if she has what it takes to survive being a mom for twenty-four hours.”

Giggling at the thought of Wolfie getting absolutely wrecked by the rambunctious German Shepherd puppy Alex and Maggie had apparently brought home that weekend, Lena just basked in the glow of how good it felt for them to be like this. Then, after a few content sighs and soft rubs of her cheek against the Kryptonian’s exposed, smooth skin, simply and quietly asked, “Stay, then?”

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After their research session on Lena’s couch and Kara’s promise to stay the night, our leading ladies moved to the master bedroom to sleep.So, naturally, it became the good Irishwoman’s turn to offer her best friend a pair of pajamas.“Royal blue and dark green plaid, royal blue and red plaid, or something . . . else?”As Lena was shuffling through her sizable drawers to find the right clothes for them to wear, Kara smiled and genuinely did her best to pay attention. However, her mind couldn’t help but bring her back to everything which had happened that day.How the vet confirmed Wolfie was having ten puppies, and said some or all of them could have powers like their sire.How excited Gertie was when she’d dropped Wolfie off for their first playdate.How she couldn’t help but feel like Alex and Maggie were looking at her differently than before, even though their smiles looked the same as always.How Merlin was a dog after her own heart, given he had died for her best friend.How she’d jumped into her best friend’s arms and then, mid-kiss, been humped through a door.How soft and tasty Lena’s lips were as they started to naturally figure things out.That last thought in particular came to the surface as Lena’s lips moved from affectionate to looking for approval and back to affectionate again, then concerned.“Kara? Darling, is everything all right?”For several beats, the good super didn’t answer her best friend. All because, like a freight train with nothing to lose and track for miles, a vision of what could happen next hit her hard.
She imagined striding forward, shutting Lena up with another passionate kiss, and feeling the good witch-scientist’s fingers running through her hair as if gold was secretly buried there. Right before making the good alpha make some noise again, this time a deep gasp for air. All in response to Kara suddenly and suggestively cupping the fabric over her huge dick and balls.

She imagined them passionately kissing some more in between them flinging off the clothes they were already wearing, such that they stood face to face completely naked for the first time. And, started exploring each other’s bodies with their soft but strong hands, with one of Lena’s settling firmly against her dripping, quaking, already-aching cunt.

She imagined Lena leaning in close, leaving small kisses all along her jawline with those plump and soft lips, and stopping at her lips to ghost them before asking, “Is this . . . is this all for me?”

And finally, she imagined nodding in response. Right before diving in for another kiss, getting them to fumble over to the bed, and pulling Lena to fall on top of it and her.
“Darling? Kara, hey, are you okay? Your cheeks look like you’ve caught a fever or something.”Once the real world version of Lena dropped everything, strode over to her, and put a colder and paler hand to her sunkissed, burning forehead to soothe her, Kara couldn’t help but feel a strong sense of desire swell within her. One she’d never felt before. Not even during their kiss hours beforehand, or the daydream which had ended just moments ago.A desire which threatened to burn her with the heat of a thousand suns, leading her to have to break free from Lena’s gentle hold, walk toward one of the bedroom windows looking out into the full moon-lit night, and nervously stroke one of her arms. All before asking something she didn’t fully think through mid-panicking.“Do you think . . . umm . . . do you think you’d . . . you know . . . ever bid for one of the puppies? Especially if it ended up being Merlin’s reincarnation? Or, uhh . . . looked just like him?”When she didn’t hear Lena respond for several beats, she suddenly whipped around, twiddled her thumbs, and nervously elaborated.“Unless their powers affect their coat colors, the vet said the puppies could be red merle, blue merle, or the redder side of gold. So, there’s a chance at least one of the ten will look like him. That he could come back, remember you, and want to be yours again.”Tearing up over the sweetness of Kara’s question and the unexpected dilemma of what to say, Lena just opened and shut her mouth a few times before wiping her tears with her palms.
“I, emm . . . I have no idea. I haven’t the foggiest,” was all she could manage to confess before completely losing it and crying outright. A response which Kara felt terrible about, such that the lovely blonde supersped over to Lena and held her until tears turned to sniffles and, somehow, the good CEO kissing Kara on the cheek.“Thank . . . thank you, Kara. Thank you for always being here for me. And being so sweet. That’s what I . . . that’s what I love about you,” Lena softly confessed without thinking it through much, her magic taking over to share what was on her beautiful heart and mind.Holding Lena and making them gently sway back and forth, all Kara could do to prevent herself from jumping the good witch-scientist’s bones again was use her superbreath to make the two pairs of pajamas from before zoom over. And, help Lena undress to get into the blue and green one before getting into the red and blue one she’d pulled for herself.“Thank . . . thank you,” the adorable brunette softly whispered while burrowing under Kara’s chin and resting her weight on her favorite Kryptonian, who felt equal parts glad and nervous to bear the weight of such a precious person.“Always,” she just barely managed to whisper back mid-swaying. Right before leading them over to the bed, tucking a smiling-up-at-her Lena in first, and going ‘round the other side to tuck herself in for the night.A tuck-in which started off with Kara sleeping as far away from Lena as possible to avoid doing anything she might regret later and give the darling omega some space, but – once morning came – looked like they’d been holding each other all night.—
Meanwhile, at Alex and Maggie’s Place
“Aaaaaand in one corner, we have . . . Miss Gertie, weighing in at a tiny but mighty twenty pounds and ready to go! Because look at those teefs,” Maggie playfully began narrating the tussling going on between Gertrude and Wolfie, who couldn’t decide whether playing tug of war or pouncing on each other was more fun.
Knowing they had to monitor the situation carefully because Wolfie was pregnant and Gertie was so little, but ready to join in on the fun, Alex set her mug of hot chocolate down on the counter, walked over, and plopped down behind her wife to snuggle the beloved Latina.“Aaaaaand in the other corner is . . . Miss Wolfie, with the tongue of a famous Pokemon, the weight of eleven doggos, and the new tummy to prove it,” the redhead playfully joined in while making Maggie and herself rock from side to side, amazed that the older dog had waited to visibly pop at their house, of all places.Giggling over her wife’s creative pitching of Wolfie and how obvious it was that the older dog was letting Gertie have more rope than she’d let an adult dog have to be gentle, the detective just smiled and smiled. Then, sighed in contentment, moved to lie back, and relaxed against her wife amidst the cute chaos.“Do you think Kara and Lena will ever get their shit together enough to have something like this? You know, quiet domestic moments at home, watching their puppers destroy the world one toy at a time, not giving a damn about anything or anyone else for awhile?”It certainly wasn’t the first time gaydar experts™ Alex and Maggie had clocked their nearest and dearest probably having a thing for each other. But, after Kara had urgently asked for them to host a last-minute playdate so she could go talk to Lena about something important, for once them getting together felt . . . achievable?
So, naturally, Alex tucked some auburn hair behind one ear before replying in exasperation, “God, I hope so! Those two need to bone. Badly.”Chuckling over how it sounded like Alex was referencing the Brooklyn 99 scene in which Detective Rosa Diaz suggested Captain Holt and his husband needed to bone, Maggie almost added her two cents to the situation. But, didn’t get a chance to. All because her wife and she noticed it was suddenly quiet. Too quiet, to be exact.
All because Miss Wolfie and Gertie were sitting and smiling pretty, staring at them, and drooling a little in want. Something which didn’t make a whole lot of sense at first until the two wives looked at each other and put all the pieces together.“Oh, bone! You two want some bones?! You want some treats?!”When the two fierce floofs started wagging their tails as if to say yes, Maggie got up first, hoisted Alex up second, and led her wife into the kitchen so they could give the good girls some much-needed, post-apocalypse treats. And, after the girls were sated, resume their conversation about Kara and Lena.Two women who, far across town, were dreaming they, too, were getting boned, but in a way which had absolutely nothing to do with treats.

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Thankfully, Maggie, Alex, Gertie, and Wolfie all slept soundly all that night, given the puppy was no longer alone in her crate. And, given her mama dog of a mentor was more than happy to curl around and lick her, as if the little floof had been adopted with no questions asked.
Something similar could be said for what was happening across town; despite dreaming of banging the absolute brains out of each other, Lena and Kara slept well somehow, too.But, as the sun came up and their inner beings began to activate, it soon became clear Kara and Lena were losing their self-control. Especially when the super awoke to not just her hand inside her best friend’s pajama bottoms and vice gripping her apparently erect, wet dick, but also caught a whiff of how her best friend absolutely had to be awake.“Le- . . . L-Lena?!”Hearing Kara nervously ask that from behind her, little spoon Lena couldn’t help but answer with a throat hoarse from doing her best to not breathe too loudly, scream, or breathe fire from want, “Y-yessssss?”Between the way Lena smelled of intense pheromones, the way she sounded, and the way she was sweating and pulsing hard in her hand, our beloved big spoon of the moment couldn’t help but husk into one reddening ear, “I . . . I had a dream about you . . . last night.”Hoping to any gods listening it was the same fucking dream as the one she kept having on repeat that night, the beloved witch-scientist couldn’t help but hoarsely husk back, “Yeah?”Feeling emboldened by Lena’s intensifying interest, smell, and unconscious thrusting into her hand, Kara quickly turned her best friend’s face toward her and kissed her shocked, open lips until they were fighting for dominance and air. Then, as their tongues, teeth, and lips quickly began spiraling out of control, the breathless blonde flipped the equally breathless brunette’s hips her way and not only got on top to continue the kiss, but moved them into a sitting position. A position she fully intended to use to let go of but grind down on Lena’s still-clothed dick.“Hhhhhhhh . . . oh, Kara! Ohhhhh, Kara, please! Please, Kara? Please,” Lena couldn’t help but beg in between gasps and her secret crush kissing all over her neck and shoulders, completely forgetting which day it was because all the blood in her big brain began flowing southward. And, forgetting they needed to begin getting ready for work soon.Completely forgetting the world around them as well, Kara nearly moved to take off both of their pajama bottoms and explore wherever that would take them. But, all of a sudden, her Kryptonian anatomy intervened. Specifically, two midnight blue tendrils descended from her slit, lengthened to several inches, and sliced open the bottom of her pants before quickly shrinking and slipping back inside, such that there was a sizable hole left over.Anatomy which Lena heard rather than saw go to work, such that she couldn’t help but move to check if her magic had ripped her pajama pants. Then, once she looked back up and saw how dilated Kara’s eyes were, quickly popped her dick out through the not-so-little slit which was woven into the pants, such that the Kryptonian not only saw what she’d been grabbing on full display, but quickly moved forward to grab and pierce her folds with it.“Hhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” the thirsty CEO couldn’t help but pitch her head back, close her eyes and grip the sheets behind her in pleasure, and sigh deeply as Kara’s folds not only closed around her head and shaft in pleasure, but made her pass through what felt like inches of something she couldn’t identify.
Something which, after she began fumbling around for Kara’s clit and failed to find any sign of it, she realized must be a layer of hundreds to thousands of tiny clit-like membranes all lining her best friend’s innermost sanctum.
And, something which her magic told her was not just a layer for pleasure, but a layer for protection as well. A layer which, based on her visions, should not have allowed her that far inside. Especially during their first . . . whatever this was.Lena realized her intuition must be true when she leaned her head forward again and opened her eyes, given how Kara was not only staring at her with pupils completely blown, but a mouth open and panting from surprise rather than pain. Surprise which only increased once Kara’s folds not only adapted incredibly quickly to her enormous size, but greedily sucked her all the way up and in without either of them doing anything different.Our beloved witch-scientist could have died right then and there from all the intense pleasure and pressure coursing through her veins. But, instead of feeling her soul being yeeted out of her body, she felt something most unexpected: the clit-like little membranes within Kara started going wild in a new way, such that they suddenly stopped touching her in random, exploratory ways and began working to rhythmically stroke her up and down. Almost like one or both of them was thrusting without either of them actually moving.A sensation which Kara apparently wasn’t in control of either, but liked, given how she let herself sit all the way down on Lena, cling to her like a koala, and just . . . feel.Feeling which was marvelous to both ladies, such that they felt their bodies begin to sync up in a new, virtually indescribable way. A way which led to them both unconsciously – then consciously – thrusting up and down, such that they weren’t sure who was going to come first.“Lena, Lena, Lena,” Kara began breathlessly chanting over and over again as she thrust up and down and the good witch-scientist did her absolute best to remember to breathe, such that the air between them was so deliciously hot and thick they could taste it.Air which grew hotter and thicker when another rather unexpected thing happened: the two membranes which had lengthened and descended from Kara before did so again, this time to widen at their heads to look like midnight blue leaves and wrap around Lena’s balls.“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, Kara,” Lena spoke for the first time in ages, unable to hold her silence any longer because it all felt like so much and she was spinning toward orgasm faster than a Ferrari with no brakes and all the gas on Earth.That is, right before the omega’s smaller, innermost membranes started oozing and her elongated, leaf-looking membranes started sending little shocks throughout the alpha’s double-in-size-from-magic balls, as if to make them come together.Coming which sounded a lot like them screaming each other’s names, then falling over to hit the pillows and sheets to an audible squelch their parts made when locking together.
Coming which felt like rope upon hot rope of seed not only shooting into Kara’s awaiting womb, but leaking from there due to the clash between how quickly said womb could adjust and how much Lena was making.—About fifteen minutes later, Kara and Lena would just barely awake in time for them to turn their blaring alarms off and depart to start getting ready for their work days.Departing which was shrouded in unsure, awkward silence and began with an impossibly more awkward kiss to the temple from Kara, then ended in Lena opening and shutting her mouth, but not being able to get anything out.Well, other than a well-intended but nervous fumbling of, “I’ll . . . I’ll see you soon, right?”Something which Kara could only tearfully nod to before superspeeding out with her borrowed pajamas still on and without the clothes she’d arrived in, such that Lena genuinely couldn’t tell if her best friend was hurt, full of regret, overwhelmed, or made more happy and whole from what they’d just done.And, something which made Lena remember something important: their clothing choices for the charity ball were overdue, such that she’d need to ask Edna for an extension. Perhaps in addition to, well, some other things.Assuming she could speak or write coherently the rest of the day and without thinking of this fateful morning, that is.—Because it was Maggie’s day off, she stayed behind with Gertie and Wolfie to spend some quality time with them. All before taking the bigger floof to daycare and the smaller floof to her first day of obedience school, then departing for some errands and a much-needed spa day.So, that meant Alex had no wifey or doggo to drop off that morning. And, meant she had all the time in the world to call Kara on the way to work and, hopefully, finally get the scoop behind whatever had gone down that night.Unfortunately, though, Kara wasn’t ready to pick up her phone and talk with anyone just yet. So, she just let the call go to voicemail, such that she only picked it up and listened to her sister’s message after turning her work computer on and mindlessly checking some emails.“Kara? Iiiiiiiiit’s Alex! I know you’re there! Answer your phone! Just . . . tell me what happened at Lena’s! Yes sex? No sex? Just tell me if you two can ever have sex? Or, umm, text me? Anyway, love you, and see you later. Bye!”A silly and well-meaning voicemail which made Kara smile a little, dry her tears, and replay it again, such that she now understood why Alex and Maggie had been looking at her like they had been the night before: they somehow knew all of this would happen before she did.And, a voicemail she couldn’t help but play on and off all day to steady herself, given how many intense things she was feeling in the wake of how her body had recognized Lena not as a foreign species and therefore a danger to her, but a fellow Kryptonian.Something which, by all accounts, should not have been possible.

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The rest of that sunny and gorgeous day, all Lena could think about was Kara.What Kara was thinking and feeling, especially about what they’d just done.
Whether Kara was physically and mentally okay. Or, if she ever would be again at some point.Where this morning’s foray into sex left them, given they’d just had their first kiss yesterday and Kara’s signals afterwards were mixed at best.Whether she should call or text, or let her bestie make the first move.In sum, no matter if Lena was on a corporate phone call, crunching numbers, preparing for a press conference, eating lunch, or peeing in her private bathroom, all her attention would eventually fall back on the very person she was trying to distract herself from thinking about.So, naturally, the good CEO decided to cancel everything she had planned for the last three hours of the work day and make other arrangements. Specifically, to go talk about what happened with someone she trusted most and really needed to visit anyway: Edna.Not trusting her driving skills because she could barely trust her dick to not get erect if she moved in just the slightest way or started having certain thoughts, our beloved witch-scientist decided to have one of her drivers take her all the way to Mode Mansion. A decision which proved to be a good one because, when she stepped out of the lime green and black Bentley Monterrey to approach the security screen wedded with the wired gate leading to the mansion, an adorable sort of hell broke loose.Before the guard monitoring the intercom could even get a word in, Edna suddenly and chaotically appeared out of nowhere to block his head with her judgment-laden face and dryly ask, “What?! What is it?! What do you want?!”A rather hilarious introduction which Lena did her best to not giggle over before shyly replying, “Emm, Lena Luthor, here to see Madam Edna to . . . emm . . . talk about her designs and my . . . existential crisis of sorts?”Genuinely happy to see it was Lena, and concerned for her protege’s well-being, Edna replied in a more enthusiastic yet just-as-chaotic way, “Lena?! Come, come, come! Come in! I’ll make us hot tea and biscuits. Side of honey, yes or no?!”Smiling widely for the first time since that morning, our darling alpha blushed and replied while the metal gate was opening for her, “Honey would be fine, please. Thank you.”Loving how she made Lena smile, but not wanting to show too much of her soft side yet because they weren’t alone and coldly aloof was her style more often than not, Edna replied with as much emphasis as deadpan, “My god, you make me fat.”Playfully winking at the camera as she smiled wider and waved at the mentor she knew was being dramatic, Lena began walking past the gate leading up to Mode Mansion. But, before she got too many steps past the ornately-curled iron bars, she waved her driver goodbye for the interim, as he wasn’t due to stay the whole time.
And, if the conversation with Edna went the way she thought it would, she might cancel the drive back, magic herself home, and not see him until tomorrow.—It was strangely comforting to see Edna be chaotically adorable and domestic all at once.Unlike her usual self, the fashion icon was donning a simple white apron with a matching pastry chef hat, zooming from one end of her kitchen to the other, as well as clanging and banging far too many things around. All to prepare them tea, buttered biscuits, and honey.“You want-a grandbaby spice blend in your tea, yes or no?”For a moment, Lena had been in some weird headspace in which she was half-focused on Edna’s amusing shenanigans and half-focused on whatever Kara might be doing right then. So, it took Edna a semi-impatient, semi-concerned snap of the finger to get her to focus more fully, then answer her mentor’s intriguing question.“Emm, yes? I suppose, but . . . well . . . I’ve never heard of grandbaby spice. Ever.”Smiling wryly, Edna cocked her head, pushed her black-rimmed glasses back up toward her thick eyebrows, and deadpanned with the finest timing and cadence, “It makes you come to your senses and give me . . . grandbabies.”Going so many shades redder she could feel them heat up every inch of her body, all the good CEO could say in return was, “Emm, wow! You . . . you don’t say!”Willing to cut Lena some slack because her practically bulletproof intuition said she should, Edna winked and nodded once to let her protege know she was kidding. Then, whipped around to plate the honey and biscuits as well as pour their tea so quickly it nearly made the good witch-scientist’s pretty, smart head spin.
“There you are, there you are! One for you, and all for me,” the petite, eclectic beta divvied up the biscuits to where Lena initially got just one, with the unspoken understanding she’d sneakily move a biscuit onto the taller brunette’s plate every time one disappeared from it.
Thankful for all Edna was doing for her, Lena smiled shyly and quietly replied with similar energy, “Thank you!”Smiling a little as well despite how hard she generally tried to put on a grumpy, difficult front, Edna took a moment to sip her tea and try to get a read on her favorite mentee. Silence which quickly ended due to her impatience and intrigue, such that she couldn’t help but demand with a firm yet affectionate tone, “Come, come, come! What is it, Lena?! Spill! I must know!”Nearly spitting out her tea over how funny of a lead-in that was, Lena covered her mouth before she could giggle or lose any of the deliciously hot, smooth tea running down her throat. Then, after she swallowed it all, closed her beautiful eyes, and basked in the feeling for a moment, began with a little more nerves than she’d care to admit, “Emm . . . well, I decided on what I wish to wear to LCorp’s charity ball! A simple lime green button-down blouse with a black pantsuit, but some unique accent pieces. Perhaps a silver necklace with a silver and emerald sword, and heels which are mostly black, but have silver and green sword ends instead of the usual black spikes. Oh, and matching silver and green dagger earrings. Thoughts?”When Edna leaned back into her chair, cocked her head knowingly, raised one eyebrow, and just stared at Lena, the good witch-scientist knew she needed to be forthcoming about what was really going on in her life. So, as directed earlier, she took a deep breath, gripped the side of the table nearest to her chest, and spilled.“Kara and I made love for the first time this morning.”Upon hearing that announcement, Edna’s demeanor completely changed, such that she immediately looked hopeful, excited, and delightfully off the rails all at the same time, clapped accordingly, and shamelessly pushed the entire bowl of grandbaby spice in her direction. Then, to Lena’s surprise, folded her hands and patiently, nonjudgmentally waited for her to elaborate.“It was . . . truly beautiful! I’ve never felt anything like it my entire life. One moment, she was comforting me about my late puppy, Merlin, and researching his true species with me. The next morning, she was dreaming of me. All over me. And, on top of me. I never guessed we’d move from first kiss to first time in under twenty-four hours, but . . . well . . . it’s true!”After smiling widely and cocking her head in affection mixed with happiness, the quirky fashionista looked down, flushed a little, and stirred her piping hot tea. Then, out of nowhere, purposefully banged her hands on the table and deadpanned in the most light-hearted way Lena had ever heard, “Edna loves love!”Comforted and encouraged by that response, the good CEO decided to keep sharing, even though she knew her next words might wipe all of that happiness away.“The thing is, I’m not sure how to talk about it with her, and I’m so confused!”When Edna’s demeanor quickly changed to one of sadness and concern, Lena elaborated, “She kissed my head before we left for work, but there was the most awkward and strange energy between us. Then, she cried and left her day clothes behind, but took the pajamas I loaned her. Was it just sympathy sex? Did she like it? Did she regret it? What are we now, and will it ever happen again? Can I even ask those questions without her running and screaming, then never talking to me again? What should I do? I . . . I feel like I don’t know anything now!”As Lena was starting to tear up, a fire of a new breed lit within Madam Mode. One which made her suddenly swipe the latest copy of CatCo Magazine off the center of the table, roll it up, and jump onto the table with it in hand, such that she waved it while giving her fellow genius a pep talk for the ages.“What are you talking about?! You care about her! She cares about you! Pull your alpha self together and fight! Go to her! Confront the problem! Win!”Thankful Edna didn’t just beat her Irish ass with the magazine to encourage her like she might other superheroes, and feeling a new sense of determination, Lena stood up from the table as tall as could be. Then, resolutely pursed her ruby lips, confidently put her hands on her hips Supergirl-style, and determinedly replied, “You’re right! I have to do something! I have to try!”Glad to see Lena was in new spirits, Edna calmly got down from the table and walked away in her usual bobbing up-and-down fashion. All while adding over her shoulder in her usual dry tone, “Leave the tea, biscuits, and clothes to me, darling! Get out, and go get your girl.”Knowing what her mentor meant with that series of gestures, Lena began walking outside with a new pep in her step and texted her driver not to come pick her up as originally scheduled. Then, magicked herself to one of Kara’s favorite places in the world.The freezer section of the grocery store closest to her apartment.—Meanwhile, as the work day was coming to an end, Kara couldn’t be more thankful to get the hell out of CatCo.As much as she usually loved being a journalist working for the eminent Cat Grant, getting any work done that day felt nearly impossible.
Partly because, on and off, she couldn’t help but think about how Wolfie had been with Gertie the previous night and that morning. And, couldn’t help but internally debate over whether she should let the Golden Retriever keep the litter of ten, given how most medical research said it wasn’t the best idea for the sweet doggo’s health.
Partly, too, because she hadn’t replied to Alex, yer couldn’t help but replay her overly-eager beaver of a voicemail.But, mainly because she couldn’t stop replaying how she’d literally thrown herself at Lena not just once, but twice since the previous day.
Specifically, she couldn’t stop thinking about – and, below the belt, still feeling – how utterly amazing their first time had been.
How, despite being a virgin as well and not knowing much about Kryptonian biology beyond her kryptonite allergy, Lena had calmly and coolly gone along with everything her anatomy did, as if it was their millionth time rather than their first.
How Lena had tried to find her clit to pleasure her right away, then intuitively settled into how she had thousands of sensitive, protective little buds inside her.
How Lena had done everything right and left her wanting more that morning, and she couldn’t find the words to say that or be grateful for it.How she really wanted it to happen again sometime soon, but was too scared to ask, let alone pick up the phone and say or do something she’d regret.So, naturally, Kara had a lot to vent about when she landed at Maggie and Alex’s.
A need to vent which her dear sister could see in her sunkissed face right away, such that the understanding and loving redhead immediately hugged her upon opening the front door. Then, leaned them against the door frame and let her supersister cry as much tension out as possible.

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Thankfully, both Alex and Maggie were home to give Kara the pep talk she clearly needed.And, to top it all off, Miss Gertie was more than happy to be a floppy, fluffy emotional support pet, such that she intuitively waddled over to flop into her super aunt’s lap.“Thanks again for letting me vent; I swear it won’t take long. I . . . I still have to pick up Wolfie from daycare,” Kara gratefully began while letting her fur-niece gently lick and bop her hand.Cuddling back into her wife, taking her caramel-skinned hand, and smiling reassuringly, Alex replied with similar sentiment, “Of course! There’s always a place for you here, sis.”Feeling the same way, and knowing a baby bi in crisis when she saw one, Maggie shot Kara her classic dimpled smile and winked after affectionately adding, “Yeah, what she said!”Smiling a little at those words and how Gertie had purposefully flopped belly-up to look up at her, let her tongue hang loose, and pant expectantly, the sweet Kryptonian paused for a few beats to think through what to say. Then, nervously looked up and began while petting the pup’s belly, “Lena and I . . . umm . . . well, kissed. And, we made love for the first time . . . last night.”Genuinely ecstatic at the news, Alex and Maggie loudly cheered at the same time and tuned to high five each other, making little Gertie startle so hard in her aunt’s arms that she flew into the air an inch or so. Things which both surprised and enamored Kara, such that she caught the briefly airborne pup and flushed, teared up, and smiled a little before adding, “But, wait! I’m . . . I’m not done yet. I . . . I need your help.”Given Kara started sounding more serious, Maggie and Alex went completely silent again, locked hands, and patiently awaited more news. Hyper-focused silence which made Kara feel a little uncomfortable, such that she swallowed hard before nervously adding, “I, umm . . . how . . . how did you two . . . you know . . . get past the fear of moving from friends to lovers? You know, cope with the feeling of wanting everything and nothing to change at the same time?”Knowing exactly where Kara was coming from because she’d felt that way after Alex had made the first move and kissed her post-pool game out of nowhere, the amazing Latina knowingly squeezed her wife’s hand, breathed deeply, and offered some sage, Original Gay™ advice.“First things first, you have to be willing to embrace the mess you’re both in and invite Lena to do the same. You two have been great partners as friends for a long time; but, being lovers is going to be a new, more exclusive, sometimes harder level of friendship. You have to be willing to talk about how you feel and what you want with her, do therapy, negotiate, fight fairly, and support each other at the end of the day. You have to be willing to be wrong in the name of doing right by each other and yourselves.”Smiling and nodding while tearing up because she knew Maggie was right, Kara wiped her eyes with one palm before softly adding, “Yeah . . . yeah, you’re right. I should, umm . . . I should call or text her to meet up soon and talk about . . . everything. Thank you!”Sensing there was something more beneath Kara’s questions which resonated with her, Alex couldn’t help but massage her wife’s hand, smile warmly, and take the conversation in a slightly different direction.“You made the first move just like I did, didn’t you?”Flushing so hard she looked like the world’s biggest cherry, Kara moved to settle Gertie between her crossed legs, look down, and cover her face in adorkable embarrassment. All before shyly confessing, “Yyyyyyeahhhh!”Glad to add some levity to the situation, and wanting to press a little more to see what she could learn, Alex heartily congratulated her by replying, “Fuck yeah! Danvers girls get it done, son!”Once everyone in the room giggled a little bit, the DEO director continued. All by cooing affectionately, “Did she let you take the lead after that, or take charge?”Flushing impossibly redder at the questioning and her memory of what happened, the sweet Kryptonian was all smiles behind her hands while admitting, “She picked me up after I kissed her, slammed me against her front door, and rocked us back and forth so hard she nearly pushed me through the door with her magic! That’s . . . that’s what made me want her so much this morning. I . . . I couldn’t stop dreaming about her or, umm . . . it.”Flushing deeply themselves at how fucking hot that all sounded, both Maggie and Alex took a moment to suggestively quirk eyebrows at each other, knowing they were both getting inspiration for what to do later that night when Kara was back at her apartment. And, while Gertie was sleeping in her crate.Flirting which subtly but surely ended when Alex looked back at her sister to continue talking.“So, you like her enough to bang her based on a dream you couldn’t get out of your head, and she likes you enough to ruin her multi-million dollar house over a kiss?”When Kara put her hands back down to stroke Gertie and nodded while still shyly looking down and flushing, her redheaded sister couldn’t help but pretend to take a shot and congratulate her with a hearty, “Damn, you two have so much potential!”Giggling at those words, Kara couldn’t help but shyly look up for a bit and reply, “Thank you!”Glad to see her sister in a much better state, Alex looked back toward her wife to see if she had anything to add first. But, after getting an encouraging nod and a squeeze to continue, started offering some advice as well.“Everyone goes at their own pace, in their own way, and in their own timing. So, maybe Lena and you are the type of couple to ditch society’s norms and expectations. Maybe you’re the type to start off with getting good at sex because that feels comfortable to you, and it’s all you can handle right now. Then, when you’re more comfortable with that realm of your lives, you’ll be more comfortable with going out as an item, holding hands or kissing in public, talking about your future together, and labeling what you are. Or, maybe you’re more traditional moving forward; maybe you both back off of sex until you go through all of those other milestones first. Ultimately, it’s a choose your own adventure type of story, and you two have to work out what you’ll be writing next. Together.”Loving that metaphor because of her journalism background and because she realized she had so much to discuss with Lena, Kara triumphantly rose from the couch with a confused but chill and happy Gertie in one hand. Then, halfway moved into her famous Supergirl pose before exclaiming, “You’re right! We can do this together! El mayarah.”Happy to see Kara so happy and self-assured again, Maggie and Alex nearly got up to hug and congratulate their favorite alien of all time. Well, until perhaps one of the funniest things happened: Gertie started to pee mid-air, such that Kara realized what was happening through her superhearing, used her freeze breath to stop the pee in its tracks, supersped the pup over to a pee pad, and used her laser vision to unfreeze the pee stream.Feeling good inside for the first time since replaying Alex’s voicemail, Kara went into a full Supergirl pose before confidently exclaiming, “Another day, another clean carpet saved!”Cuteness which a belly-laughing Sanvers couldn’t help but reward by turning a fresh puppy pad into a cape for Kara, such that the adorkable omega did a playful twirl in the new garment. Just before taking it off, giving it back to the all-smiles Alex and Maggie, hugging them, and flying the hell out to get Wolfie and her favorite witch of all time.—While Lena was practicing her heartfelt speech in front of the mirror one last time, she couldn’t help but jump, squeal, and fall over in surprise due to the sound of a text ringing out.A text which she was thankfully able to see without issue, as her magic made her stop mid-fall and bounce back up instead of hitting the ground.
Kara: Hey, Lena! I’m so sorry about how I ended things this morning, and I’ve been thinking about you all day. Come over tonight, or let me know when you can? I was hoping we could . . . you know . . . talk about us? <3
A text which Lena was so thankful and relieved to see she started crying happy tears. Then, responded to it the most sincere way she knew how.
Lena: No need to apologize, darling; I know this is all new and scary, and you have a lot of other stressful things going on. It’s all new and scary for me, too. But, I wouldn’t miss coming over tonight for the world. Just hope you have some free space in the freezer for this. :) <3
After sending that text and a picture of the biggest carton of Kara’s favorite ice cream she could find, Lena smiled big, sighed in contentment, held her phone close to her heart, and happily twisted from side to side in thought. Thinking which didn’t last too long because she received another text pretty quickly, and instantly stopped to check it.
Kara: Rao, you’re the sweetest! Thank you, see you soon, and bring two spoons. It’s technically dishwashing day for me, but I don’t want to spend time cleaning up anything. Well, not while you’re here. ;)
A request Lena was more than happy to go over and above on, such that she quickly magicked herself to her kitchen, grabbed three zoo animal-themed spoons so Wolfie could also join them if she wanted, and magicked herself into the hall outside Kara’s apartment. Then, breathed deeply and knocked, hopeful and nervous about what was to come.

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True to her nature, Wolfie went into a frenzy when a nervous but smiley Kara opened the door for an equally smiley and nervous Lena.

“Hi, sweetheart! How are you doing? How are your sweet babies doing in there, hmm?”

The good witch-scientist couldn’t help but coo those thoughtful questions and bend down to give the apparently larger, somehow fluffier-than-earlier pup some belly rubs. Gestures which made the Kryptonian smile and throw heart eyes so hard her sunkissed face almost hurt. And, though she didn’t care to admit it out loud, gestures which were so kind they were making her wet.

Wetness which thankfully didn’t build any further. All because her dog suddenly started talking via her buttons and running around while doing so.

“LENA . . . LENA . . . HI! WHAT DOING? WHERE GO? WOLFIE . . . SEE . . . GERTIE . . . ALEX . . . MAGGIE! WOLFIE . . . WENT . . . DAYCARE! WOLFIE . . . HOME . . . NOW! LENA COME PLAY, HMMMMM?!?”

Uncertain about how to respond because she was technically there to have a potentially challenging and serious conversation with Kara, Lena looked up into those baby blues she adored for some direction. And, upon getting a reassuring wink, grabbed a blue and white rope to play tug with the retriever.

As two of her favorite beings in the whole world were playing, Kara did a few things to steady herself for what was ahead. To start, she put the unopened ice cream and three spoons on the upper kitchen counter for later, making a mental note to not let the playing go on longer than a few minutes so their treat wouldn’t get too melt-y. Then, she grabbed and opened a copy of

The Book of Rao

which she picked up from The Fortress of Solitude during lunchtime. All to read a specific passage: one on advice for a happy Kryptonian relationship.

Thou shalt make efforts to know thy partner through and through, especially their boundaries, likes, dislikes, fears, dreams, and hopes.

Thou shalt research the species of thy partner and clarify their languages, beliefs, norms, boundaries, and anatomies, in the event they are not Kryptonian.

Thou shalt respect, be patient with, and be kind to thy partner, even in times of distress, disagreements, war, and death.

Thou shalt take responsibility for mistakes made inside or outside the relationship, and implement ways to address them.

Thou shalt consult thy partner first in times of relational strife, and others thereafter if the need arises. If the counsel of others proves insufficient or unobtainable, consult Rao.

Thou shalt negotiate the proceedings of thy relationship, and try again later or dissolve the relationship if negotiation is not possible.

Thou shalt keep in mind all of Rao’s children are created equal, and Rao is of many genders which are reflected in their people. All classes and genders shall be treated as equals, whether or not they are in romantic relationships with others.

Thou shalt be sincere in thy lovemaking, for the good of Kingdom, Rao, partner, and self.

Omegas shall mind their vulvas with great care, as their tendrils may turn from smooth and friendly to spiky and deathly in mere seconds. The change may occur due to the realization one is sleeping with an enemy or incompatible species, how consent is fading away, how lovemaking is becoming unsustainable for the omega and/or their pregnancy, or how other danger is nearby.

Alphas shall mind their penises with great care, as they may cause pregnancies, unpleasantly lock with omegas’ innermost chambers if both partners’ spikes activate, or be rejected by an omega’s tendrils. Alternatively, the penis may become spiky for similar reasons as omegas’ vulvas might, as outlined above.

Thou shalt keep clothes on above the waist during lovemaking until both partners are ready for breeding. Friction between naked skin on the chest and abdomen encourages the release of fertile eggs and seed. Pregnancy is possible at any point during the Kryptonian hormone and

lunar cycle, but is especially likely during a rut/heat, a full moon, an eclipse, the early hours of morning, and the blackest hours of night.

Kara would go on to read those words of advice and others several times before realizing playtime was over. But, the advice about avoiding pregnancy stuck out the most as she brushed her index finger over the page of Kryptonese, given Lena and she had made love early that morning without any sort of Earthly protection. And, given it all happened so fast she couldn’t remember if their pajamas had rolled up at all and allowed their bellies or boobs to brush up against each other, even just slightly.

In other words, her mind kept wandering to thoughts of her being pregnant by Lena. A desire which somehow felt calming and incredibly normal to want, even though it hadn’t even been their first twenty-four hours of being . . . whatever they were now. And, despite how she’d never really thought through having kids, as she’d always assumed she’d be the cool aunt to any kids Maggie and Alex had, and that might be all she could get in this lifetime.

Thoughts which were all thankfully interrupted by Lena gently sliding her index finger over her arm and coaxing her back to reality with a tone which was just as gentle.

“Kara? Are you all right? Wolfie and I are done playing for the moment, and hope you’ll join us on the couch!”

Smiling shyly and with slight dimples on display, Kara put the book down on the counter and moved to grab the spoons and ice cream. However, she was lovingly intercepted by Lena grabbing the food and utensils for them with immense heart eyes, then encouraging her to bring the book along. All because she could tell from a mix of magic and intuition that the shiny, black and green book she’d never seen before mattered a great deal to Kara.

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Despite how they’d planned out and rehearsed their main talking points beforehand, it would take several mouthfuls of ice cream, a falling-asleep Wolfie, and several minutes of deep, awkward, silent, no eye contact breathing for Kara and Lena to start talking.

But, thankfully, the blonde super eventually broke the sexually and otherwise tense silence with a series of statements and a question the brunette CEO didn’t expect.

“So, umm . . . we kissed both yesterday and today. While I was over at your place. Then, we, umm, . . . had sex today. In your bed. So, . . . how . . . how did I do?”

Kara nearly kicked herself over how awkwardly she’d started everything off. But, she didn’t get a chance to because Lena gently traced her hand from wrist to thumb in a way which made her feel a little turned on, then honestly answered.

“You were amazing, through and through. I’ve . . . I’ve never felt like you made me feel. I’ve never come that hard before, and I never thought I could make you come the first time, even though I’ve been wanting to. I just wish we’d had more time together. So we could’ve wrapped up in our little cocoon and explored whatever we felt next. You know, before the world out there just . . . called us back into it.”

Understanding where Lena was coming from because she’d felt the same way in retrospect, and curious to know more because it sounded like Lena had felt a certain way about her for quite some time, Kara couldn’t help but look up from her lap to say something next.

“I’m really sorry I just . . . you know . . . ran out on you this morning. Or, technically,

flew

out on you like that. You didn’t deserve that; you were incredible, too, in every way. And, part of me wanted to stay. I think I chose leaving because I was just . . . scared, I think? Surprised? Unable to sit with my feelings, or let you in right away? A mess, I guess.”

After Lena nodded in understanding, met her eyes, moved to hold her hand, and gave her a look which teetered between desperate for more information and vulnerable to whatever else was to come, Kara continued to try to resolve those fears. All while managing her own.

“I’ve read this copy of

The Book of Rao

over and over again today, but it couldn’t explain why my body was treating you as a fellow Kryptonian. Normally, Kryptonian omegas’ bodies at least put up some sort of fight upon a prospective partner trying to mate with them as a form of self-defense, ritual, and natural selection. But, my body not only let you have your complete way with me; it treated you like we’re married. Like we’ve been married and gone through all the rituals of my people. Like we’ve taken a ride around a sun which no longer exists, starting from a planet which no longer exists. Like we’ve shared Kryptonian foods, drinks, spaces, holidays, and music. I wanted all of you so much and right away, but I . . . I guess I wasn’t ready to have all of you at the same time. Because of what I was taught, and what I knew to be true. And, because there’s always a part of me which is scared to lose you.”

Thankful to get a fuller picture of what her love had been going through, and relieved to hear it wasn’t due to anything she’d done wrong, the good witch-scientist followed up with some heartfelt confessions of her own.

“There’s always been a part of me which has been scared to lose you, too. I was scared that, if I told you how I truly felt about you, or if I just showed you, things would start to fall apart and never be the same. But, I don’t want to be with you just because I’m scared to lose you; I want to be with you because I . . . I really feel something for you. Because I can see so many amazing possibilities for us ahead. Because I appreciate how much of a fighter, lover, and good person you are. Because you make everything better somehow, even if you’re not trying. And, because I can’t help but

want

to show up and be better for you, no matter what’s going on. I want to help you figure us out. For you. And me, too.”

Feeling happy tears begin to well up in her eyes, Kara dried her cheeks with one hand, squeezed back with the other, and did her best to share what was on her mind.

“I really . . . I think it’s amazing how smart, kind, thoughtful, and sweet you are, even when you don’t have to be. And, how you’re such a badass. Lately, you make one quirk of those well-manicured eyebrows, or just smile at me, or do something nice for Wolfie and me, and I . . . I just want to get

railed

on the spot. I can’t stop . . .

thinking

about it. I know we’re both planners most times, but I . . . I’ve never felt so

impulsive

in my entire life. So okay with not having a plan. So out of control and so . . .

sure

at the same time. It’s driving me nuts, and there only seems to be one solution to it all.”

Hopeful and turned on upon hearing that answer, and curious to know where Kara was going with all of this, Lena couldn’t help but break her usual mold and purposefully try to flirt. All by playfully quirking one eyebrow, sassily cocking her head and asking with delight, “Do tell?”

Feeling her panties get soaked by an audible squirt, Kara flushed hard and, with pupils fully blown, gulped before making her intentions for the evening known.

“Fuck me?”

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Lena had exactly three seconds to consider Kara’s ask before the thirsty blonde was suddenly airborne, straddling her, and kissing a hot trail up her ivory neck to sway her.

“Please, Lena,” Kara managed to gasp out in between kissing her best friend cherry red from the collar bone up. All before coming up for air and hotly husking into her nearest quivering, sweat-dripping ear, “Please?”

In one way, Lena was unsure if them having sex again right away was a good idea because they had only just begun to define what they were, and it might complicate things even more. Plus, there was the rather pressing fact that Wolfie was

literally

sleeping right next to them, and it would be wrong to wake the tired mom-to-be of ten up so traumatically.

But, for the first time in her life, the good witch-scientist felt okay thinking with her dick and letting her every impulse win. Especially as her shaft swelled, pulsed, and begged for touch when Kara looked her up and down like she was a five-course holiday feast, stopping only when her baby blues found a certain bulge blooming below her.

“Get . . .

hhhh

. . . get . . .

hhhh

. . . get on the kitchen table and spread your legs! I want to play with you,” the horny brunette whispered commandingly after tilting her head over the back of the couch, closing her eyes, and tightly gripping the cushions to ground herself, lest she accidentally magic herself away or explode in her pants too soon.

Dirty talk which not only surprised Kara, but delighted and excited her, such that Lena could soon hear the sound of her gasping deeply, zooming to the kitchen, and using her powers to clear the table for her imminent landing.

And, dirty talk which surprised Lena, too, as she’d never said something like that out loud unless she was alone and touching herself to the thought of Kara becoming hers someday.

But, dirty talk which also motivated her to open her bicolored eyes again, such that she could see Kara taking off her pants, heaving, and staring at her in anticipation.

Lena could have easily come once Kara’s strong, tan legs were naked, trembling, and spread wide for her. And, come again once the super purposefully let her precariously dangling panties hit the kitchen floor with a soft but audible splat. But, by some miracle, Lena didn’t do either of those things. Instead, she decided to move some blood from her dick to her brain. All by coming up with a plan to focus on Kara’s pleasure first.

A plan which involved her magicking herself to the kitchen with the snap of her fingers, telling Kara to close her eyes and lean back on her palms, and grabbing an assortment of jars from the fridge and cupboard before giving further instructions.

“This game is called Guess because I get to use my magic to heat up these foods, drip them onto your leg, and lick them off before you get to taste them on me. If you correctly guess what they are five times out of five, you get to do anything you want to me. If you guess incorrectly even once, I get to do whatever I want to you. No peeking. No screaming in ecstasy or frustration. No coming before it’s all over. Any reservations before we begin?”

Unsure if she had the self-control to make it through a game which involved food, Lena licking her clean, and the promise of sex after, but wanting to try anyway, Kara gripped the table harder and did her best to steady her already shaking legs. Then, quickly shook her head no and readied herself as much as she could.

“Good. I knew you could do it,” Lena sexily purred in response, making Kara gasp and squirt again with a mix of want and need to be a good girl.

Paying the blonde’s squirting session no mind, Lena went to work. All by heating up the first jar, scooping a large spoonful of its contents out, and sexily drizzling it on one trembling tan leg like a pastry maker would before sensually licking it off and, in turn, letting Kara lick her off.

“Guess,” Lena suggestively commanded after coming up for air, only to have to repeat it more insistently because the omega drew her back in for a second, deeper kiss.

Absolutely sure because it was one of her favorite foods, Kara licked the corners of her mouth clean and moaned in pleasure, skirting around the rules of the game. Then, screwed her eyes shut harder and just barely managed to whisper back, “Nutella. For sure.”

Smirking happily because she’d purposefully picked that flavor to go first, Lena arched an eyebrow and praised the woman she hoped to make her girlfriend at some point.

“Very good. One point for you, toward getting whatever you want.”

Between those words and the first time Lena had praised her, Kara was starting to realize some things about herself. Mainly, how she was definitely into praise kink, chasing it felt almost as thrilling as getting it, and she really,

really

wanted Lena to fuck her against the fridge if she won.

Thoughts which she could only snap out of once she felt Lena drizzling a hot something else onto her other leg, then starting to lick it off, too.

“Guess,” the hottie of a witch quietly and sexily commanded once more, such that her hungry counterpart surged forward to kiss her once more, this time for longer and deeper.

“Marsh . . .

hhhh

. . . marshmallow topping, I think. Bought it to . . . make a s’mores cake for you,” Kara rasped out against Lena’s closest ear, feeling progressively more turned on at the thought of doing something nice for her deserving best friend. And, once again, turned on at the thought of being fucked against the fridge in a few minutes, assuming she won or Lena was thinking the same thing.

Pleased to hear her best friend had been thinking of and wanting to surprise her, though, the good alpha took a moment to tear up and smile. Then, grew more determined to be good at whatever Kara wanted after this, given she’d purposefully rigged the game by choosing all of her omega’s favorite things.

Determination which she eventually channeled into praising Kara and preparing the third food.

“Thank you, Kara, and very good! This next one should be a breeze for you, all things considered. I’ll even save you time and torture by eating the spoonful straight out,” the loving CEO praised her loving reporter again, this time with a twist neither of them expected, but felt right. And, was incredibly practical, given the third food was not really well-suited for drizzling without a little help from another food friend.

Smiling wryly, though, the amused and giddy Kryptonian couldn’t help but crack a little joke at some of the witch-scientist’s wording.

“We can eat whatever, Lena, but let’s face it: there’ll never be anything straight about it!”

A joke which made Lena laugh so hard she accidentally spat out most of the spoonful of what was next, such that about a third of it blasted all over Kara’s face and the rest zoomed everywhere else. A response which the blonde initially laughed and fake pouted over, then thought it wise to investigate, such that she couldn’t help but stick out her tongue to get at what she could like the absolute nerd she was.

“Oh, thank Rao! It’s just graham cracker crust! For a second, I thought you blasted me with sand or kitty litter over that terrible bi joke. Good to know you still love me, though!”

For a moment, the world seemed to turn on its axis in a new way because Kara accidentally said that last four-letter word – hell,

the

four-letter word – out loud, motivating Lena to kiss her again for longer, this time in a more tender, slow way. But, because all of this still felt so new and delicate, the good witch-scientist didn’t dare address the word out loud. Instead, she did her best not to break into happy tears, lightly pecked Kara’s nose in a way which made the Kryptonian squeak adorably, and kept the game going.

“Three down, two to go. Can you tell what this one is, based on the texture alone?”

Listening to the clue Lena left her, and ironically clueless about how using the word “love” to describe their relationship had taken on a new meaning that day, Kara focused hard on what she was feeling on her leg: something which was still liquidy, but mostly contained chunks of what felt like teeny blobs of ectoplasm.

“Umm, I think I know? But, I need you to kiss me to be sure,” the blonde answered truthfully and tentatively. All while having a not-so-hidden agenda of wanting to kiss the brunette again.

Smiling hard, Lena just licked her spoon and best friend’s leg

bisexually

before moving in to kiss her with tongue for the first time that evening. Something which surprised and delighted Kara as much as it turned her on, made her want to finish the game, and made her want Lena to finish her, too, but in a different sort of way.

“Mmmmmmmmm, yessssss,” Lena purred hard against Kara’s trembling lips before nuzzling into the breathless blonde’s nose and putting both warm, dry hands on her thighs.

Smiling a little at how forward her best friend was becoming with her touching, Kara couldn’t help but crack another joke which sounded dangerously dad-ish.

“That’s my jam, too!”

A joke which made Lena laugh so hard she snorted once by accident, making both women belly laugh and do their best to keep each other upright.

Leaning deeper into Kara’s embrace because it felt like the best thing in the world outside of their kisses, Lena began stroking her best friend’s still-clothed back. Then, mused into her neck while thinking of what it would be like for them to be naked together, “I . . . I suppose you’re right! It

is

strawberry jam, and it

is

yours.”

Enjoying the intimacy which was holding Lena, feeling her back being rubbed, and feeling their chests rise and fall together, Kara quietly confessed, “You know, I’ve been thinking about what to wear to the LCorp charity ball. I . . . I think I want to go with something unique and stylish, but something which is still me at the same time. Probably a backless, garnet-colored, velvet dress with a small train I can take off when the time comes, a gold and garnet belt, and matching gold and garnet heels. I’d like the dress to have long, wide, tapered sleeves, too. You know, so it looks like a ceremonial Kryptonian robe, but less . . .

reserved

. Maybe some gold chopsticks and red or gold ribbon woven into my hair to celebrate my Earthly life. What, umm . . . what would you think?”

Getting impossibly harder in her pants and impossibly softer in her heart over how much of a vision Kara would look in the outfit she’d described, Lena stopped to press a kiss into the super’s neck and gushed, “Wonderful, darling. You’d look wonderful. Truly.”

Glad Lena approved of her fashion choice, Kara just smiled and basked in the glow of them hugging and swaying in the kitchen like they’d been this domestic their whole lives. Well, until she moved one of her hands to sneak a butt grab, but accidentally found her fingers in something else entirely and playfully scolded her best friend over it.

“Really, Lena?! Cookie Monster Cookie Butter in your back pocket?! I’m gonna have to issue you a citation for reckless abandonment of a lethal substance!”

Realizing Kara had tried to grab her butt and instead plunged into the apparently open jar of crunchy blue cookie butter which she’d stashed in her back pocket as the final act of Guess, Lena flushed hard in adorkable embarrassment. Then, once Kara opened her eyes to smile and wink at her, quickly found a way to smooth things over.

“Let me make it up to you by getting our freak on in the bedroom, Supergirl?”

A question which Kara lovingly said no to and explained her reasoning for, such that our leading ladies did stay in the kitchen to fuck against the fridge. And, inadvertently, saved a newly awake and hungry Wolfie from getting caught sneaking the rest of the ice cream carton her people had left out back to her bed, much to the puppies’ delight.

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The next morning, Kara slowly awoke to several amazing sensations all at once.Gentle, warm beams of sunlight shining down on her through her lone bedroom window.The pleasurable ache and fullness of Lena’s shaft resting inside her, throbbing in time to her calm and happy heartbeat.The warmth of her still-asleep best friend-turned-something-more hugging her from behind, in the finest big spoon fashion imaginable.The light fluttering of her abs, once she realized Lena’s warm hand had somehow made it past the hem of her shirt and cupped her full belly.The cooling, thick wetness between her legs and under her hand which served as a reminder they’d done so much more than fucked against the fridge the previous night.And, ultimately, the light warmth of the good witch-scientist’s lips caressing – then softly kissing – her neck.Actions which were soon followed up with a groggy but soft and loving, “Morning, darling.”More than hoping to get used to the feeling of Lena being inside her, sharing a bed with her, and waking her like that, Kara lovingly cupped the hand holding her belly with her own hand, leaned back into her crush’s embrace, and gave her own greeting of sorts.“G’morning, babe. Sleep well?”Surprised and elated to hear Kara already start calling her a new pet name, Lena flushed and smiled hard. Then, parted and burrowed into her crush’s mussed blonde hair before adorkably squeaking back, “Yeah!”Happy to hear Lena’s zip code had changed to be between her shoulder blades and layers of hair, and strangely at peace with how they hadn’t used any protection besides her shirt again, the super couldn’t help but smile and flush as well. Right before bringing their hands from the bottom of her slight swell to the top, reminding Lena of that fact, too.A fact which the CEO couldn’t help but quietly ponder and freak out over a little before she opened up to her mate.“Did you, emm . . . did you enjoy last night? Should I, you know, start bringing over condoms? Start pulling out? Get snipped? I can pay for a higher-dose pill, shot, or patch for you, too–”Before Lena could become a frontrunner in the Overly-considerate Olympics, Kara cautiously but quickly turned her head to kiss her on the tip of her nose. Something which both surprised and delighted the good witch-scientist, such that she couldn’t help but shyly reply with adorable heart eyes, “Hi!”Now that the sweet Kryptonian had sufficiently co-opted the equally sweet CEO’s attention, it was her turn to share what was on her beautiful mind.“I, umm . . . actually, I was hoping we could keep on keeping on without the traditional Earthly measures. Partly because we might not need them, and partly because . . . well . . . I like us like this. With you filling and feeling me completely. It just feels . . . right!”Glad to hear Kara was so pleased with her unfettered performance in one way, but curious and worried about her response as well, Lena couldn’t help but hike up onto the elbow not holding the darling blonde and ask, “Wait, what do you mean we might not need any Earthly protections? Can we not . . . you know . . .?”Lena didn’t have to finish her full thought before Kara understood where she was going with it. Instead, the loving omega stroked the loving alpha’s hand which was under hers, nuzzled against her cheek, and started confessing some things about Kryptonians versus Earthlings.“On Krypton, our main form of birth control was so much less invasive than what Earth tends to offer. People just stayed fully clothed from waist to chest, as that was the most simple, reliable way to prevent them from doing something species-specific to make babies: bonding through retractable tentacles which came out of their belly buttons, especially during rut-heats. So, I’ve stayed clothed from the waist up while we’ve been . . . you know . . . together.”Once Lena had a few seconds to process that news, wonder what Kara’s belly tentacle was like, and imagine what it would be like for them to be pregnant, Kara added some caveats, this time a little more nervously.
“Given we’re different species, though, I don’t know what will actually work for us when it comes to birth control. I mean, knowing you don’t have a belly tentacle like I do, and knowing what your magic can do, I’m not sure if me keeping a shirt on will be enough, or if anyone specific thing would be enough. I’m not even sure if we can have a baby together without some help from The Fortress or a hospital. There are just so many . . . what ifs!”Gently caressing the doll of an omega’s belly in thought, Lena couldn’t help but feel sad at the prospect they might have trouble conceiving a baby someday, given the world absolutely needed more Kara-like figures in it. And, given her heartstrings and balls began compelling her to help make mini-Karas for the good of science, if nothing else.“Do you want children, Kara?”It wasn’t a question Lena ever thought she’d be asking in the dawn of . . . whatever they were now. And yet, it felt so right and timely to ask. Especially given Kara seemed sad at the prospect they couldn’t conceive, and both of them knew the ups and downs of being adopted.“I . . . I didn’t know if I could ever be a mom before these past two days, but, . . . with you by my side, . . . and you being the sire, . . . then, yeah! Yeah, I absolutely want kids. I mean, if we can make any. If not, then . . . maybe we could foster or adopt?”Feeling her heart grow three sizes at how Kara did want babies someday, too, Lena couldn’t help but flush, smile, and grow a little teary-eyed. Then, lightly rubbed her cheek against the loving omega’s before softly and affectionately replying, “How . . . how long do you want to wait? You know, before making babies?”A little nervous about her response, but knowing she needed to be honest with Lena, Kara took a deep breath, turned her upper body back around, and prompted Lena to rest her head against her cheek. Then, joined their hands again and confessed despite her fears, “I . . . I don’t. As crazy as it sounds, I . . . I don’t wanna wait.”Surprised to hear those words in one way because them having sex was so recent, but also not surprised because Kara had been rather enthusiastic about them just jumping into it and they’d known each other for years, Lena breathed in sharply in response. Then, moved to lightly kiss and graze the internally freaking out reporter’s cheek. All before hotly confessing into her nearest ear, “I . . . I don’t wanna go to work today. I just . . . I just wanna stay home and . . . and fuck you. Starting with that belly tentacle, if you don’t mind.”Feeling the same way about fucking, but still feeling hesitant about taking off her shirt and showing Lena her extra tentacle for some reason unbeknownst to her, Kara paused for a bit before responding. Then, nuzzled back and replied with what she could.“Let’s call into work, check on Wolfie, and meet at the shower for some alone time, yeah?”Feeling happy and optimistic at the idea of them playing hooky together for a day, and genuinely curious about why they hadn’t heard a peep out of the precious Golden Retriever yet, Lena smiled big, kissed Kara’s cheek with equal enthusiasm, and untangled them to get up. All before sensually swaying her hips, letting her thick and long dick bounce with each step, and finding some pajama tops and pants to put on.Things which made Kara not only feel warm and wet again, but made her move all the faster to get dressed and find out what happened to her precious, eerily silent pup.A pup who, as it turned out, was adorably passed out and belly up next to her living room doggy bed from the all-out party she’d apparently had the previous night. Specifically, sleeping with the empty ice cream carton they’d been eating from draped over her snoot and face, various foods crumbled and mashed into her paw pads, various dyes and textures crinkled into her golden floof, sunglasses crookedly on the top of her head, and – perhaps most surprisingly – a remote to the cartoons-playing TV dangling from one limp paw.
Things which were all tied to how our leading ladies had not only accidentally destroyed the refrigerator door from the outside in mid-lovemaking the previous night, but had unknowingly left the contraption open for anyone – or, really, any doggo – to sneak into.Things which meant they’d have to delay their morning fun time to give Miss Princess Pooch a bath and make sure she hadn’t eaten anything harmful.Things which earned Kara her first-ever noise complaint, based on the urgent note which had slipped under her front door at some point.And, things which both women not only had to help clean up and repair, but had to ensure didn’t happen again, given how – in a moment of post-snack clarity – Wolfie had apparently left them an urgent message by lining up some of her chat buttons.MOM, LENA, KEEP PUPPIES, PLEASE. BIG FUN TIME. MANY FRIENDS. HMMM????

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After a stressful morning of fixing the nearly-ruined fridge, cleaning up a dirty apartment and Wolfie, and apologizing to the neighbors via a heart-felt note explaining everything, Kara and Lena needed a break before they felt ready to have sex again.So, after calling out of work, they decided to take the three of them on a relaxing, scenic drive through National City’s outskirts and walk through a large, grassy, hilly park overlooking some rather lovely, Tuscany-themed homes tucked away in one corner.
A walk which would ironically help them confront rather than flee several existential questions. Like whether they could or should keep Wolfie’s puppies. And, what they were to each other.“You know, the three of us could live somewhere like this someday,” Lena eventually broke their comfortable, eventually hand-in-hand silence.
Happy to hear Lena referring to them all living together at some point, and a little surprised to hear the good witch was willing to depart their beloved, high-key city life for more chill country living, Kara couldn’t help but bashfully ask with a small, dimpled smile, “Really?”Flushing a little as well because she could hear a lot of hope and affection in the good Kryptonian’s tone, Lena smiled and bent her head bashfully, too. Then, confidently squeezed her best friend-turned-more’s hand, looked up into her eager baby blues once more, and replied, “Absolutely! Just . . . look at all of this! The pretty, open sky! The tall, lush trees and grass! The wildflowers! And, the lack of reporters screaming my name! Well, except the cutest and smartest one. There’s not a chance I’d leave her behind! Front page news: she’s all mine!”Absolutely losing her shit over those adorable, sexy, sneaky compliments in the best kind of way, Kara quickly went from a lightly sunburnt red to a dark cherry red in an appreciative kind of embarrassment. Appreciative silence which Lena filled with even more enthusiastic reasoning.“Wolfie could have her own room and such a big yard! We could have a room together, or sleep apart and come knocking when we want to hang out like it’s old times! I could even learn to cast a bigger shrouding spell over everything! That way, when our babies start crawling and walking, they can play without any prying eyes. And, we can have sex outside whenever we want! I’ve always wanted to moan like a wildebeest while doing it with you.”Kara halted so fast and hard upon hearing those last words that she accidentally yanked Wolfie’s leash and nearly made all three of them trip. Developments which made both her dog and her lover look at her in concern, then ask in different ways, “Kara?! Are you okay?!”For a few seconds, Kara didn’t answer their question because all she could think about was her belly tentacle coming out, swelling ten times its girth from arousal, and fucking Lena from behind until the alpha was the one moaning like a wildebeest. A wonderfully intrusive thought which seemed even more tempting because, as she’d learned last night, the good witch-scientist was different from most alphas; she still had a residual slit and channel which would have been the start of her womb, had she become an omega instead.
At least, she kept thinking about how delicious it could be to tentacle-fuck dream Lena until real life Lena broke her concentration. All by stepping in front of her, gently holding her shoulders, looking all over her for signs of injury, and asking in concern again, “Kara?!”Roused from a little shaking from her lover and a whine from her pupper, Kara shook her head to bring herself all the way back. Right before replying, “It’s okay. I’m okay, Lena! Just really . . . umm . . . horny? From what you said?”Beaming in pride now, Lena sighed in relief, quirked her eyebrow in her classic way, and asked flirtatiously, “Really? Is that so, girlfriend?”Really liking the idea of being Lena’s girlfriend in a romantic sense rather than a platonic one, Kara took the brunette by the hand, twirled her around, and bent down to reassuringly play with Wolfie’s cute, confused face. All before starting their walk again and quietly confessing, “You know, I really like the sound of that.”Unsure of what the sweet reporter was talking about because she’d just covered a whole lot of possibilities for their future, Lena couldn’t help but affectionately bump against her lover and sincerely ask, “Which part?”Smiling impossibly more, Kara bumped Lena back and sweetly replied, “All of it. Us three living somewhere like here, under one roof. The extra peace and privacy. You calling me your girlfriend. And, letting me fuck you until you scream like a wildebeest, too.”Absolutely sure she hadn’t said that last part out loud, but so happy to hear everything else and intrigued that she was willing to entertain it, the good CEO couldn’t help but affectionately bump her love again. And, suggestively asked, “What exactly did you have in mind? You know, the part about you . . . fucking me?”Once again going dark cherry red in a wonderful sense of mortification mixed with desire, the loving alien squeezed her newfound girlfriend’s hand with hope, nerves, and affection. Then, answered her by musing aloud.
“I just . . . I just had this thought about my belly tentacle and . . . what I could do to you in the shower. Or, what I could do if you rode me in bed. If you’d let me, I . . . I’d like to fuck the space between your dick and balls. You know, the spot we’d completely have in common if . . . if you were an omega. Like me.”Incredibly turned on by that proposal because she’d never actually done anything to that part of herself and didn’t know what all it could do with or without help from magic and science, Lena soon became the one to suddenly halt and nearly make the trio trip. Then, cracked a smile and asked with hope mixed with disbelief as Kara bent down to comfort Wolfie, “So, . . . so you’d really show me your belly tentacle sometime? And, emm . . . you can use it to . . . do me, too?”Smiling impossibly wider upon hearing that response, Kara stood up again, brushed herself off a little because her precious pup had accidentally shaken some stray grass and flower pieces onto her, and confirmed her girlfriend’s thoughts.“Umm, yeah! I mean, yeah, I’ll show you, considering we’re girlfriends now. And, because we’ll be living together at some point. Now that I know what we are, I . . . I think I can work up the confidence to try those things with you! And, umm, learn to do some . . . other things we both might like, too.”Mind going in so many directions over all the exciting sex positions, toys, themes, and more they could try, Lena felt herself get so hard and full in her pants that her tucked-in dick came backwards and into her ass a fair amount. Something which she almost felt embarrassed about, but decided to chuckle over instead, such that it became Kara’s turn to quirk her eyebrow, shoot her a lopsided smile, and ask in suspicious happiness, “What?”Wanting to keep her not-so-little situation to herself for the moment and be coy, the good witch-scientist playfully broke their hand holding to skip across the field for a few yards. Then playfully and happily cried out over her shoulder, “You’ll have to catch me to find out!”A challenge which Kara was happy to accept. Especially once Wolfie decided it was time to break her unsuspecting hold and go chase the woman who was apparently turning from her mother’s best friend to her mate and a second mom.—Once Kara, Lena, and Wolfie eventually finished taking turns to chase each other around the open field, belly laugh, cuddle, eat their snacks, and drink some water, several amazing things happened before they were due home.For one, the pupper was so tired from all the playing that she ended up falling asleep in a big patch of taller grass, such that she ended up having the best nap of her life as the sun set.Two, Kara and Lena took some much-needed time to fuck hard against one of the stronger but younger and skinnier trees in the field as Wolfie slept. Specifically, the good CEO thrust the good Kryptonian up and against the tree over and over until they were spent, such that they could have given a woodchuck a run for its money due to all the pieces of bark their skin of steel and magic took off the tree’s trunk.Three, Wolfie sat pretty and gave them the most spectacular side eye ever when they were finished because they apparently woke her up by accident.And four, all was forgiven once they promised their favorite floof a large pup cup, which they began walking to the car to go pick up while talking hand in hand again.“Do you think we can do it all, Lena? You know, working, being in a relationship, having kids and hobbies, keeping in touch with everyone else, and raising all of these puppies? You know, at least until they can be raffled off at the B-A-L-L?”Knowing that all of those things sounded like a pipe dream of responsibility when combined and said aloud, but knowing they had a lot of resources and time to get a good start, Lena answered as honestly and optimistically as she could. All while being mindful of how Wolfie was listening.“I know we’re just getting started as girlfriends and Wolfie has several weeks to go until she delivers, assuming you wish to keep the P-R-E-G-N-A-N-C-Y. But, yes. I . . . I want to think we can do it all to different extents, with a lot of help from family, friends, and people we can hire. And, definitely by compromising, planning, and being patient along the way. After all, we’re each just one person at the end of the day, and we can’t burn ourselves out long-term. Right?”Smiling with hope as she hopped into the driver’s seat to take them to the coffee shop and each of their places for the evening, Kara felt her heart grow three sizes. Growing which increased once she turned back and asked their big, happy, tongue-out pupper point blank, “Wolfie, do you want to keep the puppies for more tomorrows?”A question which earned her a big smile from Lena and a matching, happy bork-and-roll from Wolfie. But, a bork-and-roll which meant far more than our lovebirds knew at the time.
Mainly because, if Wolfie’s god-tier snoot was right, she wasn’t the only pregnant one in the car.

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During the next three weeks of their new relationship, so many interesting things happened to Kara and Lena as well as the people and puppers around them.First, our leading ladies started getting more serious about each other and talking about their future more after their first date at the park. So, they came up with a new routine of going on solo and double dates, picking up and dropping off Wolfie, and spending the nights at each other’s places for the month ahead. One in which the exact timing of everything started getting off in its early days because their precious pup would almost instantly beg them to lie down on the couch, bed, or floor when she’d see them. All so she could do the sweetest and most perplexing thing ever: hide her face underneath their shirts, then nibble at, lick, or press down on their bellies until they cried and squealed from laughing so hard.Second, the Kryptonian finally learned why her body had recognized the witch-scientist’s body as Kryptonian, too. Specifically, through extensive family tree research, some awkward phone calls, and more sophisticated genetic testing at the Fortress of Solitude, they learned that Lena was not just fifty percent human through her father and a fourth witch through her biological mother. Elizabeth’s father, Aster, turned out to be a full Kryptonian who’d left his planet to be with his wife and daughter well before it exploded, making Lena a fourth Kryptonian. And, so curious about her maternal family members’ lives that, one weekend later, Kara and she set out for a mini vacation to learn all about it from anyone in Newfoundland who’d talk.A couple of days for which Edna graciously puppysat Wolfie, given Alex wasn’t feeling well for the first time in awhile. And, given Gertie and Maggie were also busy, doing their best to take good care of her and relax after some rather challenging training weeks.
A couple of days in which the redhead also started feeling better and Miss Thang Pupper™ had the time of her life playing “catch the ball” or “find the treat-o” in Edna’s big, bush-filled backyard.And, a couple of days in which the golden floof stopped doing her under-the-shirt shenanigans anymore, to everyone’s surprise.But, a couple of days which were apparently not enough to make the sweet floof forget about said shenanigans, as she started them all over again when her moms came to pick her up.Days later, Kara and Lena would still have no idea what Wolfie’s hilarious, strange “shirt time” behavior was all about. Well, until they went over to Maggie, Alex, and Gertie’s place for post-sickies cuddles and game night as a couple for the first time, that is.
There, the precious pup started doing the same thing to the redhead’s covered-up, tiny baby bump but more vigorously, outing her as being pregnant to everyone in the most spectacularly chaotic way possible. And, prompting an awkward but sincere, eventually lively celebration of Baby Sanvers and her wonderful moms-to-be.That wonderful night of family, friends, and fun started making Kara and Lena quietly wonder if they were already going to have a cousin for baby Sanvers at some point, given the context clues surrounding their pupper’s behavior. But, given Wolfie didn’t give the belly treatment to Maggie like she had Lena, they had far more questions than answers. Questions which they wanted to ignore until the weekend was over, but proved next to impossible to ignore, leading to several sleepless nights. And an eventual caving in, such that both women eventually went to a combination of the DEO and the Fortress of Solitude to see if they indeed could get pregnant.“Good luck, love,” Lena couldn’t help but wish Kara well with words and a kiss to the cheek. Words and actions the lovely blonde reciprocated, right before the omega departed with Maggie to go to the Fortress and her alpha departed with Alex to go to the DEO.
A plan which they’d agreed to so their news or lack thereof would be out of the prying eyes of the press and their enemies.
A plan which they’d agreed to so they could get to know their respective sister-in-laws better, too.And, a plan which they agreed to because they wanted to come to terms with any results they received on their own before they came together to discuss their feelings and next steps.But, fortunately, a plan which would yield several wonderful surprises for them.
Like how, despite how she hadn’t had any distinct Kryptonian features appear before, Lena apparently possessed a dormant belly tentacle. One which was functional and fertile like her penis, based on Alex’s findings. And, one which had deployed for the first time at some point during the two to three weeks prior, but at a time and place unknown to either of them.Like how, in contrast to several images from her previous medical records, Lena had also grown a uterus at some point, meaning she might be able to carry a child if Kara couldn’t.Like how, also in contrast to her previous medical records, Kara’s belly tentacle could produce sperm-like gametes which were not only healthy, but so numerous that a machine trying to count them kept freezing up and starting over.Like how Kara’s uterus was not only healthy and thriving, too, but seemed to be thicker than her previous scans suggested. All because it seemed to be protecting a precious, floaty, flashing dot the size of a penny.A dot which was very much like what Alex found when scanning Lena, to both ladies' shock.But, as happy and amazed as everyone was about what they’d learned, nobody would get the chance to process the good news for too long, let alone share it amongst themselves.
Edna called each of them in a panic because she had absolutely no idea of how to help Wolfie pass a rather stuck, large first puppy who was clearly on its way.—
About Two Weeks Prior to the Baby Bonanza
After their date in the park, it would take several extra dates with and without Wolfie tagging along, a few extra nights of sleeping over, and some first clothed showers together for Kara to work up the courage to show Lena her belly tentacle.A progression which felt rather odd in terms of how long it lasted. Because, before bed, after sex, and even when she’d least expect it, Lena would bend down to kiss and nuzzle her belly, then playfully as well as encouragingly speak into it, “Come out, come out, whatever you are!”Kara never felt pressured by any of those sweet, goofy ministrations. Hell, she’d even playfully return them sometimes just for fun. And yet, something in her told her – no, compelled her – to wait to be fully naked for her beloved girlfriend.
Something she didn’t understand even after reading The Book of Rao and even seeking a hologram version of her mother’s advice at the Fortress of Solitude, but decided to honor anyway. Mainly because she wanted to show Lena and herself how important it was to trust in things like intuition and timing.And, something which would be an unspoken combination of Kara’s body doing two things: waiting until Lena’s hidden belly tentacle was mature enough to emerge for mating, and freezing the magic-derived embryo in her womb. All so it would stay unattached until the sister it desired could be made in Lena’s unsuspecting, changing body.Kara’s urge to wait ended rather suddenly when the time came, though. All because, one night at the witch-scientist’s mansion when they weren’t scheduled for sex and a sleepover, she saw her mate helping Wolfie make a backup nesting area for her upcoming delivery using teddy bear-themed sheets and pillows, and something deep inside her just . . . clicked.Clicking which, once their pajama-clad pup was curled up in her bed and fast asleep with a new little teddy bear in her front paws, made the full Kryptonian do something bold: walk out into the hallway completely naked.Nakedness which Lena not only noticed and went slack-jawed over in surprise, but deeply appreciated, wanted to touch, and wanted to match, leading one thing to lead to another. All by way of her gently smoothing her hands from Kara’s supple shoulders and back down to her strong sides, hips, and butt, then taking the loving, vulnerable blonde by the hand so she could also strip and they could have a surprise shower together.It certainly wouldn’t be their first time having shower or unexpected sex. But, this time around was different on so many levels besides them being naked for the first time: Kara’s deep purple and white dot-themed tentacle wrapped all the way around Lena from behind, the brunette could feel the tentacle go inside her once they started making love against the steam-covered glass, and she could feel several odd but satisfying sensations which she chalked up to her magic. Especially the sensation of something white hot eventually squirting out of her mate’s tentacle and into a cavern she didn’t know she possessed. And, the subsequent sensation that she, too, had a tentacle which was reaching behind her and pumping into Kara.Sensations which would come and go in various ways when they’d have naked sex moving forward, but not be discussed too much. All because they assumed Lena didn’t and couldn’t possess any distinct and functional Kryptonian features, belly tentacle included.Assumptions which were incredibly understandable, given Lena’s tentacle had features not known to your average Kryptonian: despite it feeling solid like Kara’s, it was invisible and able to penetrate virtually anything without damaging it when outside of her body due to it being tied to the core of her magic.Magic which, after they were done and asleep in the good witch-scientist’s bed, worked with Kara’s powers to signal that it was indeed time for both of their fertilized eggs to implant.