i don’t know how to dance so slow (to keep up with you)
Kara and Lena meet in Metropolis. For the next decade, for six weeks a year every single year, they have a little slice of heaven, just for themselves.
“Morning,” Lena greets, reaching back with a strawberry—the mouth that catches it nips playfully at her fingertips before biting into the fruit, and Lena's touch lingers on soft lips. “How was your ride?”
“Good,” Kara breathes, voice still gravelly and rich this early in the morning. “I was hoping to make it back before you woke up—wanted to bring you breakfast in bed.”
“Oh? What's the occasion?”
She feels strong shoulder shrug behind her. “Do I need an occasion? Anyway—it's too late now.”
Lena laughs, removing the stem of another strawberry and bringing it to Kara's lips. “By all means, don't let me stop you. I'm quite happy to go back to bed.”
“Nuh-uh,” Kara quips, smacking her lips and pressing them against Lena's neck in soft, breathy kisses. “Want you right here.”
I totally did not forget about my reveal date for the @supercorpbb! But I made it! Here’s my contribution and first piece for the event, inspired by this lovely piece by @happypugstuff, which may or may not have inspired a whole darn series!
