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Welcome to musings of CatCo Media. Here you can find my musings and random ideas that come about in my daily life of being a CEO of a media magazine company.
I am open to accepting prompts for:
Art
Fic
Gif set
Edits (I'm excellent in photoshop)
Anything else you might be interested in... involving supercat, and/or any other Supergirl ship.
If you want something done, feel free to drop it in the comments, or send me an email, and I'll happily respond when I can.
Also, this is where I'll be posting ideas that I have unfinished in stories, and don't know how to finish. So if there's some you think you might have an idea for, and would like a shot at writing or drawing, or collaborating on, I'd be pleased to assist, send me a note on it.
I have way too much unfinished fic, so any ideas and or requests, drop them here.
And if you are here then you shall know of the others:
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www.archiveofourown.com/superkaradamnvers
www.instagram.com/superhero art geek
Have a look around.
Enjoy, and have fun.
I am open to accepting prompts for:
Art
Fic
Gif set
Edits (I'm excellent in photoshop)
Anything else you might be interested in... involving supercat, and/or any other Supergirl ship.
If you want something done, feel free to drop it in the comments, or send me an email, and I'll happily respond when I can.
Also, this is where I'll be posting ideas that I have unfinished in stories, and don't know how to finish. So if there's some you think you might have an idea for, and would like a shot at writing or drawing, or collaborating on, I'd be pleased to assist, send me a note on it.
I have way too much unfinished fic, so any ideas and or requests, drop them here.
And if you are here then you shall know of the others:
www.superkaralovesfanfiction.tumblr.com
www.archiveofourown.com/superkaradamnvers
www.instagram.com/superhero art geek
Have a look around.
Enjoy, and have fun.
Saturday 3 September 2016
I don't own supergirl, but my god,
I'm good at this stuff, and evidently, you seem to be enjoying it, so I'll
continue...
My supercat crazy, hell, it's all
I've got in my head. Walking to work gives me an idea damnit. Every stupid
everyday thing I do gives me damn idea... I love it. And the worst thing? I was
sure I wouldn't become this obsessed.
Summary: Basically, Kara likes to
eat...
Food. Kara shifted in the bed, making the sheets travel
down her body. She sighed and snuggled back against the pillow, ignoring the
thoughts in her brain.
FOOD... Kara grunted, turning over the other way, making the
sheets slip lower yet again, basically baring her naked body to the room, the
sheets barely managing to cover her hips at this point. Kara ignored it and
stretched out, relaxing.
I'm hungry. I really should get
food... Kara sighed, opening
one eye and staring at the darkness around her. She saw the stars outside their
open balcony, and Cat's silhouette, framed by moonlight, and smiled. Beautiful.
Kara smiled and sat up slowly, watching her girlfriend sleep deeply, muttering
something in her sleep that Kara couldn't distinguish.
Sighing, Kara slipped out of the bed and stalked
toward the door, grabbing her tiny royal blue nightie and shrugging it on as
she stepped into the hall and went to the stairs. Damn her Cat for satisfying
her so much and making her kryptonian dna wake up and use so much of her energy
that she woke up nightly looking for food to fill herself up again. Not that
she minded, she'd do anything for another second with Cat, like that. But she
hated how much money Cat was spending on groceries lately, her fault entirely.
Yet even so, Kara padded barefoot down the spiral
stairs and went straight for the fridge, her eyes frantic. She looked in and
pulled out a bowl of leftover penne alfredo and stuffed the bowl into the
microwave, fully aware that the dish held enough to normally feed 3, and
knowing with a smirk as she grabbed a fork out of a countertop drawer that
she'd want more than this could give her. There's
chocolate pie in the fridge too... she thought, then shook it off, waiting
impatiently for the spinning in the metal box to stop.
"Mmm... cheesy..." She murmured as she
pulled the bowl from the microwave and sat down at the bar, digging in
immediately, a glass of chocolate milk already on the table as well, ready for
devouring.
She was eating big bites of steaming cheese covered
pasta for all of two minutes when Cat walked down the stairs in her red
nightie, the colors no doubt a play on her limits of roleplaying, and stalked
up to her, a curious smirk on her pretty face.
"Cheese and chocolate milk? At 2 am? Kara,
really?"
"Your fault." Kara said and focused her
attention back on the bowl before her, distracted. Cat in nothing but a very
small amount of red silk was tempting, more than Kara was willing to admit, but
so was gooey cheese.
"My fault?" Cat scoffed, dipping a finger
into Kara's bowl and swiping her tongue out to catch it as she walked around
Kara and to the cabinet next to the fridge. "How is this my fault?"
"You satisfy me. Burn my energy. Then I need to
reboot."
"Ah, I see. Well then," Cat said, pulling
a jar of honey from the shelf and settling it on the counter, leaning on her
elbows as she watched Kara eat. "I guess we'll just have to stop using up
your reserves of energy."
The look of horror on Kara's pretty face was enough
to make Cat laugh, and she stood up, walking to stand behind Kara, gently
massaging the girl's shoulders, relaxing her. No, she just wanted skin on skin
contact, and Kara's skin was so pearly soft and silky, Cat reveled in it.
"Relax, Supergirl, I'm never going to get enough of you."
"A few more bites and we can get on with
it."
"You had what? 4 orgasms already tonight? Or,
sorry, last night."
"For us Kryptonians, that's a pretty sweet
average, yeah."
"Average. Okay, you learn something new every
day."
Kara grinned and reached into the nearly empty bowl,
sweeping up a fingerfull of creamy cheese and lifting it up past her shoulder,
smiling when Cat captured the digit and sucked it clean, grasping Kara's hand
in hers in the process. A stray drop fell onto Kara's shoulder, and Cat leaned
in, releasing Kara's finger to catch the drop beside the strap of her nightie,
kissing her clean as she caught it. Cat kept kissing, teasing. and swept Kara's
hair to one side as she did, grasping the blond waves at her neck and pulling
her head back as Kara pushed the bowl away.
Kara moaned out loud, Cat reveling in hearing her
name so desperately, and tightened her grip, stepping up against Kara to pull
her body flush with the hero's. Cat brought her fingers up and ran her fingers
through Kara's bedhead hair, down her cheek, and back to her jaw, pulling the
young hero's face in for a kiss that Kara instantly leaned in for. Cat released
her other hand from Kara's arm and slid it down her toned, strong waist and
past her hips, pushing her hand in between Kara's legs and immediately into her
soaking wet heat. The girl was so ready and wet, and Cat moaned against her
mouth, pleased to find her without her panties.
"You dirty girl..." Cat murmured as she
pushed three fingers deep into Kara, bringing a whimper from the girl's throat
and making her kick her feet gently against the walls of the kitchen island
counter. "Yes, that's right baby, come for me."
Cat continued for maybe two minutes, thrusting her
fingers into Kara, making the girl whimper and whine for relief, and then she
got there, falling over the edge of what Cat knew would be a strong orgasm. Cat
brought her hand over Kara's mouth as she barely kept from screaming, barely
managing to stay on the barstool as she bucked and kicked, denting the
tableside with her feet in the process. Cat held her, hugging her close against
her side as she panted wildly, trying to catch her breath.
"Oh god, Cat. Cat..." She whispered,
panting wildly and grabbing Cat's fingers so she could lick them clean herself,
sucking them into her mouth one by one, moaning at her own taste. Cat brought
her fingers away from Kara's eager mouth and to her own mouth, licking at
Kara's remaining fluids, enjoying the taste while she watched Kara drag the jar
of honey closer and into her lap, digging two fingers in and licking up the
sticky sugar.
"Let's go to bed, Supergirl, and we can see if
we can up your average to ten."
Kara smiled and layed back against her girlfriend,
looking up at her upside down. "Cat?" She laughed lightly, smiling.
"Hmm?" Cat asked, bringing her own finger
of honey to her mouth.
"Can I have the last 3 slices of pie in the
fridge first?"
Once again, I'm sorry. (backing away slowly,
grinning, and hungry) I'm going to my own fridge now...
Between
Salads And Cheeseburgers
a Supergirl fanfic for supercat
week
by superkara
Summary: Cat schedules an interview
with Supergirl, at her penthouse, and before Kara can leave, things get
slightly heated. Kara is as stunned as she is pleased by the first kiss, and
then next day soon discovers that Cat doesn't even suspect a connection between
Kara and the superhero.
More interviews are scheduled, and
Kara, knowing upon lunch orders whether Cat will be... eager for Supergirl or
not, starts to expect, and look forward to, the meetings.
This is both awesome and terrible,
and as much as Kara knows it isn't right, she can't stop, and keeps coming over
at Cat's will, looking forward to seeing Cat taken down a notch, casual, and
totally interested in only her.
It's fun to them both, and Kara is
relishing the easy relationship, regardless of how much of every night is spent
either asleep or fucking each other to sleep. As unconventional as it is, it is
a relationship, and Cat doesn't know that she's well and truly fucking her
assistant. Cat makes no mention of a connection, and seems happy. The last
thing Kara wants to do is make her boss sad, so she continues this stupid
charade, and indulges in it too.
As long as she can keep her secrets
to herself, in either part of the day, what could go wrong? Until something
does go wrong. Insanely wrong. Because in any game of chess, especially in
games of love, someone has to eventually win. Read to find out what happens.
Category: F/F
Pairing: Cat Grant/Kara Danvers, Cat
Grant/Supergirl
Rating: I say 18 + but make your
own decision, I'm not awesome with ratings. This is an erotic story, so that's
all I need to say. Sex, balcony sex!, yes! and some faint cursing. Slight
mention, (indirect) of toys, so yeah. You have been warned. Enjoy.
This is my addition to supercat
week, and was written in 17 hours, among three days. Let me know what you
think. I know it's not awesome, but it's all I could pull off. I tried to keep
this flirty and light, I had no intention of it going to something as bold as
this, but once again, my imagination manages to exceed my powers of restraint.
Enjoy.
Thanks.
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"Keira!" Cat
bellowed from her office much like a silver banshee that Kara had fought a
couple weeks ago, but much, much less irritating.
"Yes, Ms
Grant?" Kara asked, notepad at the ready is she walked into Cat's office.
"Get me a
salad." She said, not looking up from her laptop.
"Any preferences
today? Greek? Ceasar?"
"I don't
particularly care, just make sure it has a cheeseburger on top."
"Sure thing Ms.
Grant." Kara said with the barest hint of a grin tugging at her lips. This
was a cheeseburger day. Kara was becoming quickly fond of cheeseburger days.
Cheeseburger days meant that Cat was tired, and recently Cat had found an
alternative to getting the kick she needed to stay awake. And no, it was not a
cheeseburger. Or caffeine. It was Supergirl. Yes, these days, Kara was really
becoming fond of cheeseburgers.
"Anything else,
Ms. Grant?"
"See if Supergirl
is available tonight. I have some questions I want to ask her."
"Yes, of course.
I'll get right on it."
Interview my ass, Kara
thought as she left. She doesn't want a damn interview. She wants me.
-----
That night, Kara spent
an extra minute in front of the mirror in her living room, staring at herself
before leaving.
It's like a color wheel threw up... Kara remembered Cat's words with a smile. A color
wheel indeed. And one Cat seemed fond of, if her moans were any indication.
The first time this had
happened, Kara had been entirely shocked when said interview had progressed to
being pinned to the balcony glass wall and being kissed like she'd never
dreamed possible, by Cat freaking Grant, of all people.
Cat had literally thrown
herself at Kara that night, physically and mentally, and Kara couldn't quite
remember a happier moment in her life. It was safe to say Kara had thought
about it, and having it happen, Kara had outright moaned at the kiss, and that,
much to Cat's pleasure, had made Cat schedule another interview. The next time,
much to Kara's happiness, hadn't ended with a kiss, regardless of how damn good
the kiss was. It had... progressed to Cat's bed, and all of its massive 300 thread
count silk sheets, which Kara had unintentionally ripped in the process of a
very, very strong orgasm that Kara had had real difficulty in keeping silent,
due to Carter's bedroom being a few doors away.
"I sincerely
apologize for that." Cat had said after Kara had taken a few minutes to
regain her breathing, comfortably nestled in Cat's arms, her suit still fully
on, cape and all.
"Ms. Grant?"
Kara had asked softly, looking at her directly, rising from her spot where
she'd placed her head on Cat's shoulder. "I should be the one apologizing.
For those blankets."
"I shouldn't have
done that. Pushed you to do this with me. But, you didn't seem interested in
stopping me, either. I'm sorry if any of this was against your wishes,
Supergirl, but I've seen you look me over more than once. I think it's safe to
say this is a mutual thing, as... unconventional as it is. You are so far out
of my league it could be considered insanity, being who you are. But I can't
stop thinking about you. You came back after that kiss, so I can safely assume
that whatever we did here tonight is something we both want. Now for our...
situation, I think it's safe to say we don't want this to... get out."
Kara had sat up and
looked at Cat head on, understanding that Cat was quietly asking if Kara was up
for a secret relationship. "I..."
"If anyone figures
out I slept with Supergirl, my professional life will fall downhill crazy fast,
and you... well I don't even want to think about that. I think our best option
is to not do this at all, or to do it secretly."
"Cat..."
"Supergirl."
Cat had whispered, running fingertips over the crest of El on her chest, and
then had pulled her in for another kiss. Ten minutes later Cat had moaned her
name, twice, and begged her to stay the night, her orgasm still rippling
through her, flushing her skin and making her look absolutely beautiful. Kara
had smiled, wiping her lips on her sleeve, and kissed Cat again, already
settling into her arms again, happily.
"Okay." She'd
answered against Cat's lips, making the older woman smile and tug her closer,
slipping her arm over Kara's waist even as she fell asleep. Kara meant it, and
that one word counted as two answers. Yes, she felt the same and wanted Cat
just the same, and yes, she'd stay for the night. Because being this close to
Cat was a thrill in and of itself, and Kara loved Cat. Simple as that.
-
Kara woke far earlier
than Cat, and after the half a second it took for her to realise where she was
and why Cat was asleep, half naked, beside her, Kara noticed she was still
wearing her suit, and sighed at the memories that instantly flooded her mind.
For a minute, Kara let herself relax and look at Cat properly. Cat had, in her
haste, left the balcony open last night, and the moonlight was streaming in,
bathing Cat in white light. She was beautiful like this, at ease, nothing to
think about, lost in her dreams.
Kara smiled and allowed
herself the luxury of lying back down for a small moment, curling up next to
Cat, wishing she could stay. Cat smelled wonderful right now, after last night,
and Kara reveled in the scent that slipped into her senses. She felt so
thoroughly relaxed and sated, like she'd rarely felt before, and everything
seemed totally, completely perfect. But Kara knew she couldn't stay. Kara knew
that for Cat to arrive at work for 8am, she'd have to be on the road by 7 or
shortly after, so Kara had to go so that Cat would wake up alone and be able to
get ready. Kara wasn't sure she could refuse if Cat decided to use her to get a
perfect wake up, so Kara thought it best to leave now. She didn't exactly want
Cat's son to find out that his mom had fucked Supergirl, either. At least not
yet.
Reluctantly, Kara
slipped out from beneath the soft sheets, and arranged her suit to make it
acceptable for the flight she had to take home. Then she slipped silently
downstairs and found a notepad and one of Cat's personal fountain pens. The
last thing Kara wanted was for Cat to think she'd run, or ditched her after
she'd fallen asleep. Kara simply noted down that she had somewhere to be, and
that she hoped they could do this again sometime.
Going back upstairs she
placed the folded note on Cat's nightstand along with a glass of ice water, and
silently covered Cat to her shoulders with the sheets. Then Kara left, gently
lifting off the balcony.
---
A few hours later, Kara
stood by her desk, latte in hand as Cat walked in. Cat looked positively
daring, and everyone noticed. Even Kara was surprised to see Cat like this. She
was dressed exquisitely in a dark red suit, with grey running down the sides of
her dress pants and edging her blazer.
Underneath, Kara
noticed with a smirk, she wore a light blue blouse. Damn tease.
"Good morning Ms.
Grant." Kara said, handing Cat her latte. Kara watched, and noticed, that
Cat didn't even pause to look her over. Was it possible she still didn't know?
That could be good. The
last thing Kara wanted was to get fired, and if Cat discovered she'd slept with
her assistant, not just Supergirl, Kara was pretty sure that would be the
outcome.
---
"Keira, what are
my meetings like for today?"
"You have Smith at
11:30 and lunch with Elizabeth at 12:30. Then you're done until 3pm, when you
have a 45 minute with photography."
"Perfect."
"There isn't
anything else on your schedule otherwise, would you like me to arrange you a
massage, or is there something else I can set up for you?"
"Could you see if
Supergirl is free tonight?" Cat asked in a clipped tone.
"Su...
Supergirl?" Kara stammered.
"Yes, Keira. The
hero of this city. We had a rather entertaining interview last night, and I
would like to continue it, if possible."
Kara had to focus hard
to maintain her composure and not falter. Cat knew nothing about their
connection! She thought they were two different people!
"Of course, Ms.
Grant. When would you like to see her?"
"I would prefer
this evening at 7. I won't out her, and you can tell her that, so if she's
willing, I'd like to meet her on the balcony here tonight."
"Sure, Ms. Grant.
Will there be anything else?"
"Not for now. Get
in touch with Supergirl, and let me know if she can make it. Otherwise, you're
dismissed. You may go."
Kara smiled a bit as
she left, giddy with excitement. Cat wanted to see her again. Tonight. Damn.
Safe to say that Kara was feeling slightly proud, having Cat in such a state
of... need. Clearly last night had been to Cat's satisfaction, and enjoyment.
But like most good addictions,
and Cat was easily becoming addicted, problems always showed up sooner or
later.
--
That night, at 7, when
Kara landed on Catco's top balcony, she knew immediately what would come. Cat
was waiting for her already, sipping at a glass of dark red wine. Hmmm.
Fitting.
Kara smiled and settled
down in front of Cat, waving dorkily. "Hello again. Your... assistant
called. Said you requested my presence."
"Well, I didn't
really request it to you. You have the right to bow out of this, and we both
know what this is. I want you to be happy with this, with us, and if you aren't
then you may stop it at any time. I hope you know that."
"Then why did you
decide to meet me again? If you were unsure of how I felt?"
"Your little note
last night told me that you probably are for this as much as I am. I'm happy to
say the least, that my... forced close on you was not against your
wishes."
"I could have
stopped you if I had wanted to. I am superstrong."
"Yet... you
didn't."
"Mmm." Kara
agreed, smiling as she walked up to Cat and took her glass, setting it gently
on the table. "Yeah. I didn't stop you. Best decision of my life."
Kara finished, and brought her lips over Cat's gently, bringing her fingers
into Cat's hair. Okay, so maybe Kara was enjoying this a little too much as
well.
Cat immediately pushed
her fingers into Kara's hair and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. Cat
moaned when Kara kissed her strongly and settled over her lap, the kiss growing
quickly frantic as Kara relived last night, Cat's hands already on her hips,
low on her short skirt.
"Oh... Supergirl.
Why am I so addicted to you?" Cat asked, her hand already slipping past
Kara's short skirt, finding the superhero wet and ready, eager, as she stared
in Kara's deep blue eyes.
"Rush of
power?" Kara supplied, teasing her fingers below Cat's light blue blouse,
her fingers barely skimming soft skin.
"Hmm?" Cat
asked softly, dipping two fingers into Kara, pushing her thumb against Kara's
clit, drawing a soft moan from the hero's lips. Kara immediately arched into
her touch, and Cat pulled her closer over her lap, feeling the scrape of
Supergirl's red boots against her legs.
"Maybe knowing
that I could hold power over you if I wanted to is what you're so into?"
"Or maybe it's
you. Just... you." Cat said and thrust her fingers deep into the hero,
feeling Supergirl's muscles clench strongly around her fingers. "Because
you're oh so super, Supergirl?"
"Maybe. I do own
that name because of you."
"Yes, you do. I
named you. I think it's only fair that I stake my claim."
"Yes, yes I think
you should." Kara said, then moaned as Cat's fingers thrust into her
again.
You're happy, aren't
you? You like this."
"Mmm." Kara
agreed, smiling as Cat kissed her again.
Cat thrust her fingers
quickly, kissing Supergirl as if she lived of it. Maybe after last night, she
did. Cat felt Supergirl shift over her lap, muscles clenching frantically, and
Cat had never been so pleased with Supergirl's heightened senses as she was
now. Last night Cat had witnessed it for the first time, and now a delicious
second time.
"Oh... Cat...
Cat..."
Cat smiled at hearing
her first name said so desperately, Supergirl's hips bucking over her hand as
Cat buried three fingers deep inside her. Cat held Supergirl's hand in hers as
the young hero panted against her neck, whimpering with every exhale. She was
going to come, and Cat had only been touching her for maybe 5 minutes. Damn,
this was sensitive on a whole new level.
"Cat! Cat,
please..."
"I've got you.
You're safe. Just let go." Cat held her tightly, hugging the now shaking
girl close, and smiled as Supergirl shook and bucked in her lap, saying odd
little things as a strong orgasm thundered through her. Cat felt her muscles
clench over and over, and was stunned by the strength around her fingers. Cat
kept pushing her, dragging out her orgasm, until Supergirl reached down and
pushed at her arm, making her stop and lifting herself off of Cat's lap,
hovering a little as she caught her breath, much to Cat's amusement.
"Still in control,
are we?"
"Huh?" Kara
asked, panting wildly, noticeably cooling the air around her with her breath
even as she tried to regain control of it.
"You're still in
control of your flight, I see. Well then I haven't completed my mission yet."
"Your
mission?" Kara asked, settling onto Cat's lap gently again as her frantic
heartbeat slowed.
"I want to make
you lose control, Supergirl. I will make it happen, I swear I will." Cat
said easily, running her hands up and down Supergirl's waist, marveling at the
power hidden in her feminine frame. The girl was a tune fork on constant
vibrate, lightning in a bottle, and right now, Cat wanted nothing more than to
set that lightning free.
"That might be a
bad idea, Cat. I... if I lose control, I work very hard to make sure I don't do
that. you don't want to know what happens if I do. Well, you saw it when I was
affected by that damned red Kryptonite. That was me... lost. I don't want to be
lost."
"You won't be.
You'll be with me."
Kara stared at her for
a long moment, thinking, and then leaned over Cat, hovering just a little as
she kissed her again, already slipping her fingers beneath Cat's belt, working
it open quickly, singlehandedly. "Okay."
-------------------
2 weeks later
Kara was destroying
herself. Physically and mentally. This couldn't possibly continue. Cat was
happy, clearly. She was breezing through work with a smile, even after meetings
that even Kara would be tempted to yell through. But Cat was happy, and that
was the point, Kara thought, of this whole damn mess. Supergirl was keeping Cat
happy, and Kara was Supergirl. So Kara was keeping Cat happy, and as much as
she thrilled in that, she knew she had to maintain a neutral expression even as
Cat relayed her "meetings with Supergirl", with Kara.
It was lunch time, and
Kara was intent to grab herself something inherently greasy as she walked into
Cat's office to get her boss's lunch order. This was affecting her too, and
even for a Kryptonian, especially for a Kryptonian, Noonan's poutine sounded
heavenly in the form of carbs.
Most days now, Cat
preferred cheeseburgers to salad, there was still the odd day were she
preferred salad. Safe to say Kara was hoping for cheeseburger, and when Cat had
returned from her meeting with finance after a lot of yelling and cursing, Kara
had expected cheeseburger. Total, greasy, ready made, cheeseburger. And later
on, sex. Hot blooded, sweaty, crazy loud sex. But no cheeseburger came. Rather,
salad and a spinach wrap. Kara hated spinach wraps. Spinach wraps meant no
Supergirl, and not casual late night cuddle with Cat. Kara hated spinach wraps.
Period.
But turns out spinach
wrap had been good, because Kara hated when she couldn't meet up to her boss's
orders, and tonight, Kara was so fucking busy as Supergirl she wouldn't even
have a second for her without having to run again. Okay, so maybe spinach wrap
did have a small place in her heart after all.
Kara fought through her
5th metahuman in an hour and sighed as he hit the ground and didn't get up. She
was ready for this to be over, she needed sleep. All that sex was getting to
her, as well. Kara sighed and swept her hand through her messy gold hair,
smiling and waving at people on the sidelines as kids screamed and cried
happily for their hero.
Kara looked around and
smiled at Winn and James in the audience. Kara smiled, embarrassed, and looked
about for others she knew, then stopped when she saw Cat, standing there
watching her curiously.
The air left Kara in a
second, like a punch to the gut, and she stared back, unable to look away. She
should look away, turn and leave, but she found herself immobile amid the
destruction around her. In that second Kara knew, everything was over. Why?
Because now Kara remembered, in her haste to be there to save Catco Plaza from
a string of aliens, she may have changed into her suit, but she'd forgotten to
remove her glasses.
-----
Kara stared at Cat,
looking at her head on, and could do nothing. Nothing she could do now would
save her. No excuse came to her mind. Like a gust of wind, people dispersed,
sensing tension in the air, and within a minute the two were well enough alone.
Kara lowered her eyes and turned away, ready to walk out, knowing that first
thing tomorrow, she'd probably be fired straight up.
"I thought heroes
didn't lower their heads, ever. Isn't that a sign of defeat?"
"Shouldn't it
be?" Kara asked softly, stopping but not turning back to face her boss.
"I... I'm sorry,
Cat. I... I just wanted to keep you happy." Kara said in a small voice,
removing her glasses to wipe at some stray tears. "I didn't want to hurt
you, and Supergirl was making you happy. I knew it was wrong."
"Well, I wish you
would have said something. This means that I've been serious with my assistant
for the past 3 weeks. That's dangerous for Catco, if anyone finds out, and now,
no doubt some people will."
"I'm sorry."
"But, you know
what?" Cat asked, stepping up to Kara and taking one shaking hand in her
own, bringing it to her lips for a little kiss.
"Hmm?" Kara
asked, surprised.
"I don't
particularly care."
"You don't?"
"I don't."
Cat confirmed, reaching up to brush away another tear. "I have my own
secrets, as many of you know, and one of them is that I'm in love with not only
Supergirl, but Kara Danvers, too. I always have been," Cat said with a
smile, taking Kara's glasses from her fingers and slipping them back on her
face. "And I always will be." She finished, smiling at her hero.
"Come on, Kara. Let's go home, and as soon as we tell Carter what the hell
we've been doing at 2 am, he asked, then I can show you how much I'm into my assistant,
as well as Supergirl."
Kara followed silently,
her hand wedged tightly in Cat's, and she smiled as Cat traced tiny decorations
on her hand. That one night, Cat had done it for hours. Kara wanted that again.
Forever.
--
"Okay, but please
Kara, lose the glasses."
Wordlessly Kara took
them off and laid her head back on Cat's chest, discarding the glasses on the
bed.
"I have something
for you, anyways."
"Cat, I don't want
anything. I have you, that's all I need."
"That's sweet. But
I saw this the other day, and safe to say I was intrigued, considering it's
gold, as well. I thought you might be interested."
Kara sat up, wearing
only her cape and undergarments, and took the box gently, lifting off the lid.
A second later, she blushed furiously, her cheeks turning as red as her cape.
"If you don't want
it, I can always keep it for myself. But I don't know if you have any idea how
pleasurable these can be. I would like to try it with you, Supergirl."
"Okay. Cat, thank
you. That's a weird thing to say, but thank you."
"I just want to
make you happy, you did that for me so simply." Cat said, moving the box
aside and removing the contents. She laid it on the sheets and pushed Kara
gently to lie back, smiling when Kara immediately complied and relaxed back
against the pillows, her messy hair all over the pillow. She had such pretty
hair, dark and gold all at once, creating a beautiful balance of colors.
"Maybe you should
have a safe word, though."
"A safe
word?"
"Just in case
anything is too much for you, I'll know you want to stop for a bit. Just choose
something you wouldn't normally say, and if you say it, I'll know you're
getting close to your limit. If you feel like you're going to break and lose
your control, tell me that and I'll stop."
Kara thought for a moment,
then grinned, a little laugh bubbling up and escaping her as the truth of her
words rung in her mind. "Cheeseburger."
End. (I told you it was bad. Raises hands, backs
away...^-^)
Friday 22 July 2016
supergirl fanfic originally posted on tumblr. find me there too. Link available.
Supergirl Can Sing
A supercat fanfic by superkara
Rating: M
Category: F/F
Pairing: Cat Grant, Kara Danvers
I don't own supergirl or any of the
songs mentioned here, though I just thought they fit too perfectly to discount.
She was singing again,
and man, Kara could sing. Literally. Cat tried to ignore it yet again, and
found she couldn't. She was in the shower again, before they went to work
together, at Catco, and she was singing about cake and an ocean, and Cat was
physically "suffering."
Did Kara have to be so
damn perfect? Not that Cat wasn't pleased, she was. But Kara was so physically
beautiful and perfect in every way it was drowning Cat. And she was a
superhero. Cat couldn't discount that either. Cat sighed and set down her book,
rising from her chair, and padded towards the bathroom in her Manolo heels. Cat
removed her shoes and placed them by the door, stepping into the bathroom and
reaching to her chest to remove her blouse immediately as she crossed the
expansive bathroom to the shower, seeing Kara's shadowy silhouette against the
curtains of the shower. Damn, the girl had no fault, and she wasn't even
trying.
"Hey Cat, I
thought you were done." Kara murmured as the song ended, clearly using her
xray vision coz she didn't move the shower curtain one bit.
"I'll give you
Cake By The Ocean, Kara ZorEl." Cat
grumbled when she shrugged the last of her clothes off, finishing a
messy line of clothes through the bathroom, and stepped into the shower after
her girlfriend. "Hi, Kit Kat!" Kara said, delightedly happy as cat
closed in on her, and trapped the young hero in the corner of the shower with a
soapy bath sponge. Cat kissed her eagerly, finally silencing the loud girl, and
smiled at her minor victory of finally silencing Supergirl.
"We're gonna be
late..." Cat murmured, smiling as she ran her hands over Kara's wet and
soapy body, pushing her body right up against Kara's. Kara smiled her megawatt
grin, reaching up to turn off the shower radio, but then another song began.
This time is was Closer, by Tegan and Sara. Cat sighed as Kara gently pushed
her against the wall under the hot spray of water, smiling as Kara leaned up
against her, and kissed her neck, singing the first lyrics softly into her ear.
"Kara..." Cat
said softly, her hands already in Kara's wet hair. "My singing Supergirl..."
I'm sorry this is so
ridiculously short. I just had a brainstorm at work and wrote this down
quickly. Now I rather like it, so I'm keeping it this way. Put this in wherever
you want, it doesn't much matter. Thanks.
I also can't believe I
wrote something like this, thought about something like this, and kept my
features so neutral that no one suspected me of doing anything other than
texting. If only they knew...
Honestly... I could
have kept writing, but thought it best to keep this at least mildly
appropriate. Mildly. Just... mildly.
www.superkaralovesfanfiction.tumblr.com
Thursday 30 June 2016
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As of today, you can now also find my work on the place. Follow if you want. I'd be pleased. www.superkaralovesfanfiction.tumblr.com
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