It was moments like this that Maggie lived for.
Laying underneath her beautiful, sexy, hot girlfriend in her giant king sized bed after a long day of work and a hot shower wearing nothing but an oversized Stanford t-shirt. The room was dimly lit with the candles that Alex and taken to lighting while Maggie took her shower.
Maggie had told Alex that she had had a rough day, something about not being able to save an alien that was being targeted for their specific species, and she wasn’t in the best of moods.
And so Alex made it a point to make sure that Maggie was feeling loved.
She was being pampered with light, barely-there kisses all over her neck and cheeks by Alex, who had been feeling overly affectionate since Maggie had gotten off of work, not that she was complaining at all. The light kisses were so delicate and carefully placed that they felt like feathers being dragged across her skin. Every third or so kiss that Alex placed on Maggie, she whispered her love for the woman against her smooth skin and it ignited a chain of goosebumps down her spine.
Maggie, becoming extremely turned on from her girlfriend’s ministrations, had taken to writhing lightly and moving her head from side to side to allow Alex to give both sides of her face equal attention. Occasionally, Maggie would look straight up at Alex and allow the woman to press a light kiss to her lips before she moved back down her jawline.
It was safe to say that Maggie was feeling a lot loved at the moment.
After a while, Alex and taken to adding her tongue to the mix of feelings, lightly licking and suckling at Maggie’s skin, but not enough to leave a mark. Just enough to leave a wet trail down Maggie’s jaw and neck. Maggie moaned out light at the feeling.
Just as Alex made her way back up Maggie’s jaw toward her lips, Maggie’s phone rang loudly from the nightstand beside the bed.
“Leave it.” Alex whispered against her skin, not stopping her kisses.
Maggie knew that she couldn’t, though. She knew that it could be McConnell trying to get in touch with her about a lead on the case, and she couldn’t miss that.
She grabbed for her phone, making the effort to quickly kiss Alex’s lips before blindly answering it.
“Maggie,” It was Lena Luthor, “thank god you picked up. I need a favor.”
If Alex was interested in the conversation, she didn’t show it at all. She simply continued her before-mentioned actions with the same pace as before.
“Lena, this is ac-”
“Yes, hello. I know it’s kind of late, but I really need someone to talk to and I believe it would sufficiently awkward for me to go to Alex about this.”
Maggie sighed lightly in slight annoyance. Was Lena her friend? Absolutely. They were practically sisters in law and she respected Lena. Not only because the woman was the CEO of an extremely successful business, but also because Lena knew what it was like to be in love with one of the Danvers sisters. But this really wasn’t the time to being helping Lena with Kara.
“I know you probably have a million other things to be doing instead of listening to me vent about Kara, but you’re the only person I feel comfortable talking about with.”
As Maggie went to answer, Alex nipped lightly at Maggie’s neck making her gasp lightly.
“Maggie? Are you alright?”
Maggie swallowed the moan threatening to fall from her lips. “Uh, yeah. Go on. Tell me all about it.”
“Okay, well, Kara went back to help Barry with another meta-human catastrophe and didn’t even mention it to me! Like, I understand that she is an adult and sh-”
Maggie really tried to pay attention. She did. But Alex nipped at her skin again and Maggie couldn’t stop herself from reaching up into Alex’s hair and pulling her in for a heated kiss because Alex was driving her crazy.
“…and I’m just worried sick! I’m terrified that she’s gonna get herself hurt over there with absolutely no backup!”
Maggie broke the kiss quickly and hummed her response hoping that Lena wouldn’t pick up on the fact that she really wasn’t giving her her full attention.
With that, Lena broke into another full rant about her frustrations and Alex took advantage of Maggie’s free lips.
This went on for almost 5 minutes. Maggie listened in spurts, making sure to make hmm-ing and oh-ing where she felt appropriate. She even added a few “that’s ridiculous” claims to really sell the performance, but the last of her control left when Alex switched her body weight from her arms to her knees and began adding her hands to the equation. Roaming her fingers down Maggie’s torso until they reached the hem of the shirt Maggie was wearing. She pulled the shirt up until it bunched just under Maggie’s breasts.
Maggie watched as Alex slowly descended her body and leaned down to begin leaving a trail of wet kisses beginning from where the shirt met her breasts and leading down to where Maggie needed her most.
Maggie’s eyes closed immediately and her head was thrown back onto the pillow at the feeling of Alex’s talented tongue on her body. She began feelings more tiny nips down her torso and her jaw dropped in a silent gasp before she brought her bottom lip between her teeth to keep the sounds from coming out of her mouth.
“-I’m just so worried. And I’m sorry to have intruded on your night, but I really needed to get that off my chest.”
“N-no problem, L-Lena.” Maggie stuttered out. Alex was beginning to get dangerously close to her thighs and Maggie knew she was a goner the second she reached her destination.
“Thank you, Maggie. Really.”
“Anytime.” Maggie panted out just as Alex reached her hips. “I-I’m about to h-head to bed.” Alex moved just a tad bit lower. “I’ll talk to you t-tomorrow?”
“Yes, of course. Goodnight, Maggie.”
“Night!” Maggie all but threw her phone and reached down to guide Alex to where she needed her most.
She forgot all about her bad day in that moment.
“Kara Zor-El! The next time you go to another planet without at least telling me first, I will ban potstickers being delivered to you, and don’t think that I don’t have the power to do so!”
Lena rolled her eyes and reached for her girlfriend. “It’s alright. Now, tell me allllll about it.”