Let Go
Kara Zor-El x Reader; Smut, 18+ MDNI
Summary: Sometimes Kara needs a little help relaxing.
Tags: top!Reader, bottom!Kara (both implied switches), oral (both receiving), fingering (K receiving), praise kink (Kara)
No gendered terms or y/n used for Reader
A/N: you can’t tell me Kara “you don’t have to be nice, but be good” Zor-El doesn’t have a praise kink.
Kara liked being in control of her life. It was probably an effect of being powerless when Argo died around her, of landing on a new planet where she had nothing and knew no one. Life was chaotic and random, so Kara needed to be in control of what she could. She needed to be in control of herself.
Sometimes, though, she needed to let go. She needed to relinquish control and be reminded of how good she was.
Today was one of those times. Kara had had that particular look on her face when she’d flown into your apartment this evening. She’d looked lost, almost like a sad puppy. Nothing bad had happened, she’d assured you in between soft, needy kisses on your couch, it had just been one of those days. One of those weeks, really. Maybe even one of those months, if she was honest with herself.
That led you to the bedroom after multiple check-ins, and you’d be lying to yourself if you thought you didn’t need this just as much as Kara did. You gently kissed her cheek and stepped back.
“Kneel.”
Kara sank to her knees and stared up at you with wide eyes. God, you’d never get over this view—your girlfriend still in her suit, hair wind-tousled, so pliant and eager as you stood above her. Supergirl kneeling at your feet, vulnerable and trusting. Arousal and affection blossomed in your gut in equal measures.
You trailed a finger down her jaw to her chin, tilting her face to look into her eyes. “Good girl.”
She shivered.
“What do you need, Kara?”
“Please.”
Fuck. The whine in Kara’s voice nearly made you cave. You swallowed thickly and crooned, “I need more words than that, gorgeous. Don’t be shy.”
“Please let me use my mouth on you,” she pleaded, voice unsteady.
You often waited for Kara to beg harder, but you knew that wasn’t what she needed today—you’d known from the second you’d laid eyes on her. “Go ahead, baby.”
Kara slid your bottoms down your legs before kissing her way up your thighs, stopping to suckle marks into your skin. Kara loved leaving hickies wherever she could, loved leaving proof that you were hers. It was sweet. And hot.
As soon as she reached the apex of your thighs she dove in, tongue licking up, down, and around, but avoiding where you were most sensitive. It set your nerves ablaze with pleasure. This wouldn’t be enough to make you come, though. You both knew it.
You loosely fisted Kara’s hair and guided her mouth where you wanted her. Kara responded by gently flicking her tongue against you before sucking so hard you swore she was trying to draw out your soul.
“Fuck,” you choked out as stars danced across your vision. You were going to finish embarrassingly fast if she kept going like this. “I love it when you do that. You make me feel so good. Such a good girl for me.”
Hands grabbed the back of your thighs, pulling you even closer to Kara’s eager mouth. She continued licking and sucking, changing her pace when you least expected it. Tension visibly drained from her body as she lost herself in pleasuring you—in being good for you.
You wanted to remember this image forever: Kara’s face buried between your thighs, lips shiny with you and eyes shut in pure bliss. God, you were lucky. Lucky and aroused. Your grip tightened on Kara’s hair and she whined. Fuck, you needed to come.
“Make me come, Kar. I’m so close, baby.”
Kara pulled you impossibly closer to her face. She let you cant your hips towards her mouth, chasing your orgasm. White hot pleasure built within you as her mouth moved inhumanly fast.
“Fu—” your breath caught in your chest as the pressure in your core exploded. “Fuck, I’m coming.”
The waves of your orgasm spread through your entire body. Kara kept her mouth on you as your eyes rolled back in your head, tingling ecstasy filling you from head to toe. Your legs went limp, Kara’s super strength the only thing keeping you upright. And still, you kept coming.
You finally came down from your high; your ears were pounding and Kara’s face was covered in your cum. You cupped her face with both of your hands and spoke,
“That was amazing.” You had to take a second to catch your breath before speaking again. “You’re amazing.”
The next thing you knew, you were in the air as Kara carried you to the bed. She set you down gently and peppered kisses all over your body as you recovered from your earth-shattering orgasm.
When your heartbeat returned to normal and you could feel your legs again, you sat up. You pulled Kara into your lap and kissed her, tangling your fingers in her hair. She let you slip your tongue past her lips into her mouth as you continued kissing, languidly making out. Kara fucking tasted like you and you loved it. She loved it too, if her grinding into your lap was any indication.
Pulling away from the kiss, you looked at her with pure adoration. “You did so good for me, sweetheart.” Her hips ground down against you at the praise. You grinned. “Let me return the favor.”
There was something so intimate about undressing Kara when she was in her super suit. You removed the layers she put on for other people – Supergirl, Kara Danvers, and even Kara Zor-El – until she was just Kara. Not that Kara was just anything, but being allowed to see her at her most vulnerable warmed your chest.
“Wanna see you naked too,” Kara whined.
You became aware that you were still dressed from the waist up and quickly shucked off the rest of your clothing. “Better?” You asked.
Kara nodded.
Your voice was soft but firm as you said, “lie back on the pillows, baby.”
Kara all but scrambled to comply. You slotted your thigh between her legs and planted your hands around her shoulders. She was a vision sent from the heavens—blonde hair haloed around her head on your pillow, eyes blown with lust, and legs parted perfectly to reveal glistening folds.
“You’re so beautiful,” you whispered into Kara's ear.
You kissed your way from behind her ear down her jaw and sucked lightly on her neck. It was impossible for you to leave hickies on her here on Earth, but Kara loved the sensation anyway. She loved it even more when you put your mouth on her breasts. Maintaining steady eye contact with her, you scraped your teeth against her rosy nipple, one hand coming down to knead her other breast. Kara arched her chest into your touch and chased your thigh with her wet core. If you could spend an eternity worshipping her breasts, you would do it in a heartbeat.
Kara, on the other hand, needed you somewhere else. She gently guided your head downwards and you acquiesced. You kissed your way down her toned stomach as you settled on your front in between her legs. A surge of arousal tugged at your core as you stared at her. Kara’s clit stood out from its hood and her inner thighs were smeared with evidence of her arousal. Her hair was disheveled, her pupils were blown, and her lips were puffy and parted. She looked debauched and you hadn’t even properly touched her yet.
“I want to taste you so bad, Kar.” The words fell from your lips as both an admission and a request.
Kara nodded vigorously. “Yes. Please.”
Permission granted, you kissed her clit before beginning to eat her out in earnest. Something switched on in your brain the instant her taste hit your tongue. You moaned as you worked your tongue against her, needing to taste more of her.
Kara whimpered and attempted to grind herself into your mouth, but your arm came down across her hips.
“Let me do all the work, baby,” your tone was both reassuring and warning.
Kara’s hips stilled. You rewarded her by slipping one, then two, fingers inside her as your mouth continued working her towards her orgasm. Your fingers met no resistance as they slid in and out, easily finding the rough surface of her g-spot within her smooth, warm walls. Kara threw her head back in pleasure, but her hips remained on the bed.
“So pretty, baby. Doing so well for me,” you said in between kisses to her clit. “My good girl.” You took her clit into your mouth and sucked.
Kara came, catching you both by surprise. She sobbed your name over and over as she shook and clenched around your fingers. A splash of fluid hit your face as you worked her through her orgasm with your mouth, continuing to pump your fingers.
You gently removed your fingers and mouth from Kara when she went limp on the bed. You crawled back up until your eyes were level with each other. She immediately took your pruny fingers into her mouth, laving her tongue over them and sucking her juices from your hand. She let your fingers go with a wet pop once she deemed them sufficiently clean. A groan escaped your lips. You muffled it by pressing your lips against hers, relishing in your combined tastes.
When air became a necessity, you pulled back and rested your foreheads together.
“I love making you come like that.”
“You mean after, like, three minutes of fucking me?” Kara buried her head in the crook of your neck and you laughed. You pressed a kiss into her hairline.
“I’m serious,” you said, “you know I love it when you’re good for me.”
She squirmed at the praise, but didn’t protest, just rolled your bodies over so she was resting on top of you.
You ran your fingers through her hair, lightly scratching her scalp. “Feeling better?”
Kara burrowed into your chest. “Do you really need to ask after I came on your face?”
“Yes.”
“I feel great, for your information,” Kara booped your nose with her finger. She wriggled her hips. “I could go another round, though.”
“Yeah?”
“Mhm.” She lowered her voice and purred directly into your ear. “I want to reward you for taking care of me.”
You gasped as arousal shot straight in between your legs. “Kara, you don’t have to. Tonight was about you.”
“I want to. What do you want, babe?” She smirked, knowing you could never say “no” to her.
You thought about it for a moment, ideas swirling in your head. “Baby?”
“Yeah?” Kara responded. The look in your eyes made her breath catch in her chest.
“Go get the strap.”