DEO Training Room 2/2
(this is a continuation of this prompt)
“Hey babe,” you greet Kara with a cheek kiss, as to not mess up her lipstick, not knowing if today was a full press day or just a regular one. You smooth your hair back from your forehead, sweat gathers on your palm as you do so. You grimace as you wipe the excess on your pants. “I can uh, go wash my hands if you want? That was pretty gross of me, Kara?”
She still hasn’t said anything, she seems to be in a trance of some sort, you get out your walkie in case there’s another white martian in the building and you need to tell Alex. She yanks you towards her, as you’re about to scream about a 10-18 with a white martian in the building, her eyes cloud over and you know it’s her.
“Kara, what are you-“
"Just shut up and fuck me.”
Kara slams her lips into yours, you back away, still startled that she’s in such a mood, especially on a press day. She growls impatiently as you put your forehead against hers, you pant but are thankful she’s waiting on your response as to why you stopped kissing her. Usually you’d be all over this side of Kara, she must be confused why you’re not.
“Kara, we can’t do this here, I work here, you work here,” you try to explain to her, taking her hands into yours. She huffs, obviously annoyed you’re denying her what she wants, and that you’re only now opposed to work sex. Kara’s about to say something when Alex pops her head into the training room, she’s changed since being in here last.
“Oh good you’re both decent,” she starts but is cut off by Kara.
“See! Even my sister knows we have sex here!”
Alex’s face pales, she must’ve not known that and now that she does, well, she’s probably going to disinfect every square inch of this room.
“I um, did not know that, nor did I need to,” she tugs at her polo collar, “anyways channel 8 wants to see you, they want an interview.”
Kara groans and starts to stamp out of the room, you tug her back so she can listen to anything else her sister has to say. You nod for Alex to continue, she says that was all and Kara shakes your grip. She’s mad and you’re pretty sure that you’re the reason, but just in case you’re not, you run after her.
“Supergirl wait!” you call out after her, she whisks around, the gust from her cape sending your hair into your face. You sputter as you try to get it out of your mouth, she’s annoyed. She crosses her arms, waiting for you to speak. “Is everything alright?”
“I have an interview I need to get to Agent, I’ll return afterwards, I’ll speak to you then.” That’s all Kara has to say before flying off to where the interview is. You rub your temples as you walk over the the control panel, sitting in the seat next to Winn.
“Trouble in paradise?” he asks, slinging an arm over your shoulder. You nod, propping your feet up on the desk. Winn gives you a warning look that you don’t understand until J’onn addresses you.
“If you and supergirl are having issues, I suggest you solve them quickly, agent.”
“Yes Director,” You sheepishly reply to him as you take your feet off the desk. When he’s gone you take out your phone and text Kara to meet you outside the training room storage closet when she’s back at the DEO.
You’re wondering where she is until your ears pop, she walks towards you, you’re slightly nervous about doing all this at work and she seems to sense it. You fumble for the doorknob as Kara pushes you into the dimly lit space. She locks the door then makes quick use of her mouth and hands.
You groan as her nails dig into your sides. Her mouth leaves hot, open mouthed kisses on your neck. You arch into her, she smirks against your skin knowing she has you falling under her spell once more. You laugh as her breath tickles your ear, it quickly turns into a moan as she bites the skin behind it.
You grab Kara’s hands and direct them to your pants until you realize you still have your tactical belt on. She fumbles with the gun but regains control of it, probably remembering its loaded and the safety is off, so she ought to be careful. She reaches above you to place your weapon on one of the shelves.
You don’t remember much after the cool air of the room hits your thighs, causing goosebumps and momentary fogginess in your mind. You just know you were a mess afterwards and Kara worried you were about to pass out. Your tongue feels heavy in your mouth as your vision focuses on Kara in her super suit.
“Hey babe,” you greet her. She traces the curve of your chin with her thumb as a small smile crosses her face.
“Hey, you uh passed out? Are you feeling okay?” she asks as she uses her arms to steady you. You didn’t even notice you were swaying.
“Yeah, yeah I’m fine, can we get back to what we were doing though?” you ask, the warmth in your stomach returning. She shakes her head, her worry has replaced her wants.
“I think we should get Alex to check you out,” she says, her voice is wavering and the feeling in your stomach is no longer warm but cold, worried as to why she’s worried. You feel fine and you tell her that but she doesn’t buy it. You two come out from the storage room to see Alex scrubbing the training mats.
“What are you two doing in here? Were you two in there?” she demands, it catches you both off guard. You’re just wondering why she has a surgeons mask on. You see the bleach in her hand and realize what’s happened. You chuckle to yourself and Kara side eyes you. Alex gets off the floor and points at you, asking if you feel lightheaded and if your chest hurts. You nod and she takes you from Kara, who’s still confused, and who runs after you.
“Are they okay?” Kara asks as Alex helps you up the stairs and to the nearest bench.
“Yeah they’re fine, just inhaled some bleach fumes, they should be fine as long as you two stay out of the training room until tomorrow.”
“Bleach fumes? You mean the stuff Eliza told me to stay out of the bathroom when she cleaned with it?” Alex nods, explaining that Kryptonians don’t usually have the same vulnerability to chemicals as humans, which is why she’s not having the same symptoms you are.
Once Alex says you’re fine you both walk out of the med bay and prepare to go home. Kara’s glad you’re okay. You’re glad the same insatiable look in her eyes is still there, meaning you can finish what she started.