iâm a sucker for any soulmate au tbh. could you write another lena luthor x reader one where people donât see color until they meet their soulmate?
There Was Colour
|| Lena Luthor x reader
|| Warnings; nothing, just fluffy
|| Summary; when running late for work, Lena and reader run right into each other. Soulmate AU.
Requests open!
Started; September 30th
Finished; October 2nd
A/N; thank you @rayray2390 for giving me ideas on this!
Tag List; @queriaumpastelagora (if you would like to be added, comment and i'll add you!)
She waited for her coffee, looking around the shop. She wished she could see what it truly looked like. Lena could only imagine the pop of colour that this place had to it. But unfortunately, in this world one doesn't see colour until they run into their soulmate. The person they're supposed to be with. For Lena, that hadn't happened yet. Part of her was beginning to wonder if it would ever happen.
Lena's thoughts were interrupted when her name was called for her order, she thanked the cashier and gave them a tip before leaving. Having paid earlier, of course.
The city was typically quiet around this hour. Another reason why Lena liked being awake so early. You got to miss the busy buzz of afternoon traffic. Looking to her phone, Lena scrolled some emails and gave quick responses to texts.
She didn't notice you until it was already too late.
Your morning had started in a rush. For whatever dumb reason, you had agreed to the ungodly hour opening shift. Covering for one of your work friends. You rushed about your apartment. Quickly showering, brushing your teeth, speed eating. The usual.
When you had everything you needed, you bolted out the door. 5:10am, you had to be there for 5:30am. Your job was only about a 10 minute walk from your apartment, so you took the risk.
You made the mistake of looking to your phone and seeing how little time you had. Taking off at a sprint to get there.
You didn't notice Lena until it was too late.
With how much of a rush you were in, you were only focused on your destination. Not what was around you. Until you collided fully into some poor woman who had been looking down at her phone and didn't see you coming.
It all happened so fast and before either of you knew it, you'd both fallen to the ground. Lena landing on top of you, coffee spilling all over your work uniform. Shit, you'd have to borrow a spare when you got there.
You winced as the hot liquid hit your skin, closing your eyes.
"Damn it, watch where you're-" Lena froze. Her eyes landed to your closed ones and she realized something. She could see colour. At first, Lena had been upset with you. For bumping into her, spilling her coffee, ruining her perfect morning ritual. But, just maybe, you'd made it better. There was colour.
"I'm so so s-sorry- I-" you began to stutter, eyes opening only to stop and realize the same thing Lena had. There was colour.
The two of you stayed quiet for a long moment. You'd definitely be late for work now but you couldn't find yourself caring. Not when...
"It's... alright- do you see it too?" Lena asked. Making sure that it wasn't just her. That both of you were experiencing the same thing. A world of colour.
"Y- yeah. I do," you nodded.
"You're..." you both started to say, then your eyes widened and you laughed. Realizing you were speaking at the same time already.
"I'm sorry about your outfit," Lena got up and helped you to your feet, you shook your head and brushed yourself off.
"Nah, don't be. My work has spares. I'm sorry about your coffee, though. Let me pay for a new one," you offered.
Lena smiled, damn you had a charm to you.
"That's quite alright, you mentioned work? Are you going to be late?" She checked the time. 5:23am.
"Crap-" you glanced in the direction of the building, then to Lena. Quickly, the two of you exchanged numbers, said goodbyes and you ran to work. Somehow by some utter miracle, you'd just barely made it on time.
Though, throughout your entire shift, your mind could only focus on Lena. Until you realized, you didn't even get her name.
Supergirl. Lena Luthor x Reader! Kara Danvers, Alex Danvers, Brainy.
Word Count: 2k
Notes: I wrote this more than a year ago, I only changed the dates. It's different, IDK. Super angsty, no happy ending.
[Answering Machine Greeting] You: "Hey! This is Y/N! Please leave your message after the beep and I'll listen to it when I get back home! Or, you know, you can just text me since itâs 2020 and not the 90's. Haha. Okay! Byeee!" [BEEP]
[09:03:29] â 04/09/2020
Sender: Lena Luthor [Private Line â Encrypted]
Length: 00:00:40
"Okay, first of all, rude. I like pretending itâs the 90s. Let me be. Second of all... I just wanted to say I love you. Thatâs it. Youâre probably going to roll your eyes when you hear this later but... I don't know, you left your coffee mug here this morning and it was still warm and suddenly I missed you like I hadnât seen you in years. Iâ I don't know, is that crazy? I just... I really love being in love with you. Thatâs all. Okay. You can mock me for being sappy later. Bye."
Message Saved.
[Answering Machine Greeting]
You:
"Hey! This is Y/N! Yes, I do still have an answering machine in 2026, my girlfriend likes it. If you're not my girlfriend, donât be weird! Just text me, âkay? If you areâhey Lena!!"
[BEEP]
[17:30:43] â 14/05/2026 Sender: Lena Luthor [Private Line â Encrypted] Length: 00:00:31 "Hey, hun. Donât think youâre gonna hear this before you text me, but... just in caseâyou are still coming tonight, right? Reservationâs at seven. I figured Iâd be obnoxiously early so I can watch the door and pretend not to be nervous. Text me when youâre leaving work, okay? Iâve been thinking about that dumb look you give me when youâre trying not to smileâugh. Itâs annoying how much I love you. Okay. Bye, my love. See you soon!" Next message.
[17:47:01] â 14/05/2026 Sender: Kara Danvers [Private Line â Secured] Length: 00:00:39 "Hey Y/N, Iâve been trying to get in touch through the comm, but no successâcan you call me back? We need you for this fight. Something bigâs going down downtown and... we kinda need all hands on deck. If you don't call me back in five minutes, Iâm gonna head to your office and drag you out myself, okay? Sorry. I know you had big plans with Lena tonight and she might kill me for this but, um, this is... itâs bad. It'sâIt's a whole thing. Anyways, this is Kara! Duh, you know that! JustâPlease call me." Next message.
[18:32:09] â 14/05/2026 Sender: Agent Alex Danvers [DEO Priority Channel] Length: 00:00:26 âY/N. You were right! This was coordinated, and it's bad. Multiple metas working together. Where the hell are you? You were supposed to be at base an hour ago. Weâve got agents down, streets collapsing, civilians trappedâthis isnât the time to go MIA bro. I'll send Jâonn for you, just let us know where you are. If youâre hurt, send a signal. Anything. Just... let us know youâre alive." Next message.
[19:31:12] â 14/05/2026
Sender: Lena Luthor [Private Line â Encrypted]
Length: 00:00:50
"Okay, seriously? What the fuck, Y/N? Iâve been sitting here for thirty minutes. Alone. At a table for two. Looking like an idiot. Everyone is staring, itâs embarrassing! You couldâve texted. You always text. Or call. Or something. If you didnât want to come, you couldâve just said so. I donât get it. You seemed so excited. And IâI was nervous. I had a surprise planned, and you werenât supposed to know, but clearly that doesnât matter now. Iâll wait a few more minutes, just in case. But if youâre not on your way already... I hope whatever kept you is worth it.
Next message.
[19:47:02] â 14/05/2026 Sender: Lena Luthor [Private Line â Encrypted] Length: 00:00:28 âLove, oh god, I just saw the news. Downtownâs on fire, Supergirl and the others are on the scene, theyâre saying thereâs casualties and Iâ Are you with them? Please tell me you're okay. Please tell me youâre not in the middle of that. Just, god, call me. Text me. Anything. Just... just let me know you're alright. Please." Next message.
[20:23:42] â 14/05/2026 Sender: Lena Luthor [Private Line â Encrypted] Length: 00:00:47 "Okay. Okay. So maybe you dropped your phone. Or maybe you're helping evacuees and you canât stop. Or maybe youâre justâGod, I donât know. Iâm making up excuses for you because no oneâs telling me anything. I keep trying to contact anyone but no one's answering either. There was someone. In your suit. The footage was shaky, I couldnât tellâbut they were down. Not moving. If that was youâno. No. Youâre fine. Youâre gonna call me and laugh at me for spiraling. Right? Thatâs whatâs gonna happen. Thatâs what this is."
No new messages.
:: LAST SYNC ATTEMPT: [14/05/2026] â No response. Signal lost.
:: SYSTEM ALERT â Comms signal re-established on 14/05/2026. 7 missed calls. 1 emergency ping. 5 voice messages.
Play messages.
[21:02:09] â 14/05/2026. Message 1 of 5. Sender: Agent Alex Danvers [DEO Priority Channel] Length: 00:00:35
"Y/N. I know you're out there. I've seen your suit flying by a dozen times. Why aren't you answering the fucking comms?
You were rightâthis was planned. This isnât just a team-up, itâs a damn invasion.
I saw one of the metas using tech you briefed us on two months ago. You knew this was coming, and now I need you to tell us what to do.
If youâre down, if you're pinnedâI need to know. You donât get to disappear on me, not you."
"This is Brainiac 5. Y/N, Iâve triangulated your last known signalâ
âbut Iâve lost the trace. Something scrambled your comms midair, and your biometric data is offline.
This shouldnât be possible. Not with your suit. Not with your power level. Unlessâ
Unless you push past your limits. Again.
Karaâs going to lose it. So is Alex. Call us when you get this."
 Next message
[21:08:27] â 14/05/2026. Message 3 of 5. Sender: Lena Luthor [Private Line â Encrypted] Length: 00:00:45
"Why arenât you calling me back?
You always call me back. You even called me back that one time from that submarine in the Arctic because you said you didnât want me to worry. Youâre not like this. You donât disappear. I'm worried, okay?
If this is some twisted joke, I swear to God, Y/Nâjust answer the damn phone. Iâm starting toâI donât know what Iâm supposed to do here. I don't know where to go. I can't even leave this fucking restaurant. What if you come here and Iâm not here? JustâOkay? Please."
 Next message
[02:12:33] â 15/05/2026. Message 4 of 5. Sender: Unknown [Public Emergency Line â Open Channel] Length: 00:00:51
"Not sure if this is the right number, but I found a phone near 7th and Lorne. Cracked screen, still playing a voice message. Name said Y/N.
Itâs bad down here. I pulled a girl out of the rubble who said someone saved herâsome woman in a scorched red suit. Said she lit up like the sun. But I can't find the woman. I don't know... people donât just light up like that and vanish. I figure maybe you're the woman? If this was your phone, you probably want it back. Just call me and I'll give it to you. Or, I don't know, maybe youâre still out there. Maybe you're one of the superheroes fighting. I mean, you did save a kid today, so you're definitely a hero. So yeah, um, Y/N if this is your phone just call me and I'll be happy to bring it back to you. Oh, this is Mark, by the way."
 Next message
[02:17:01] â 15/05/2026. Message 5 of 5. Sender: Kara Danvers [Private Line â Secured] Length: 00:00:48
"Y/N, if youâre hearing this... I saw what you did. You took the blast for me. You didn't even hesitate. I shouldâve been faster. I should have caught you.
There was this crater where you hit. IâI dug for ten minutes with my bare hands. There was nothing but smoke. HowâHow do you just disappear like that? Thatâs not how this ends. Thatâs not you. You donât go down like that. Not without flipping me off first. Not without saying something dumb and heroic. Please talk on the comm! I can't take your silence anymore. Please."
:: ADDITIONAL MESSAGES RECOVERED FROM ARCHIVE CACHE
:: RETRIEVED MESSAGES: 3 UNREAD
[Answering Machine Greeting]
Y/N:
"Hey! This is Y/N! Yes, I do still have an answering machine in 2026, my girlfriend likes it. If you're not my girlfriend, donât be weird! Just text me, âkay? If you are, hey Lena!!"
Next message. [12:20:02] â 15/05/2026 Sender: Lena Luthor [Private Line â Encrypted] Length: 00:02:35
âYou know I hate repeating myself, but I donât know what else to do. I keep calling and calling, like maybe the next time youâll pick up. Like maybe youâll say it was all just some horrible misunderstanding.
I saw the footage again. Slowed it down, frame by frame. That lightâwas that you? That had to be you. It burned through the smoke like it was angry. Like you were fighting your way back. I want to believe that means something. I want to believe that means you're notâ
No. No, I wonât say it. Kara went around the world so many times she's almost turning back time itself. Alex is barking orders like itâll keep her from crying. I keep staring at your stupid mug on my desk from yesterday. I told you I loved you. Did you hear it? Did you know what I was trying to say before dinner? You better come back. Not just for meâfor all of us. But mostly for me. Iâm selfish. I want you. I want your bad jokes and your too-loud laugh and the way you always steal my fries even when you say youâre full. Please. Please come home.â
Next message.
[05:57:02] â 17/05/2026
Sender: Lena Luthor [Private Line â Encrypted]
Length: 00:01:13
"Tell me youâre not dead. Tell me youâre not fucking dead, Y/N. Please. IâI canât do this. I can'tâYou donât get to do this. Not without me. Not alone. We were supposed to have dinner! You were supposed to tell me about your day and make fun of how I say âjalapeñoâ and I was gonna...
I was gonna propose.
I was gonna do it. God. You were late and I thoughtâI thought you were nervous. I thought maybe you knew. Â Now I have thisâthis ring. That's never going in your finger. Never going into anyone's finger. Come back. Please. Don't be gone.
Next message.
[14:34:47] â 17/05/2026
Sender: Lena Luthor [Private Line â Encrypted]
Length: 00:00:28 "I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you. I can't believe this is true. Donât do this to me. Donât leave me. I canâtâGod, I canât go to your funeral. Please tell me Iâm not getting ready to go to your funeral. Please, please, please. Iâll love you to my last breath, Iâll love you forâ"
[BEEP.]
:: SYSTEM ALERT â Message Failed: Mailbox full. Further recordings not saved.
:: LAST SYNC ATTEMPT: [17/05/2026] â No response. Signal lost.
The thought of joining Bayern had made you more than nervous, you were a wreck so worried that the team wouldnât like you or the alphas would be mean. You spent the larger part of the day signing contracts, doing media and talking to the staff before eventually getting led out onto the training pitch to meet the team.
It was a little hard for the first few weeks, with the language barrier and your high nerves. You had got into your head, thinking about what the team might think of you and fearing you were worried that with your lack of understanding you would be hinderance or annoyance to the team.
It wasnât until the third day that you met Lena. Well, you wouldnât really call it meeting her, she was silent the whole time just working out in the corner. Harsh glare directed right at you. After that you started to avoid her, though she didnât make it easy at all.
Everywhere you went she seemed to be, and every time you ended up touching. She would brush herself against you, so you could feel her dick or slightly rub her wrist against yours leaving her scent clinging to your skin. Sometimes she was even bold enough to stay there for longer.
Weeks, torturous weeks of this later things finally came to a head. She had just brushed past you, rubbing her dick on your ass when you growled and shoved her asking why she was messing with you so much.
She simply smirked, grabbing you and bending you over the nearest surface. Smugness radiating in her voice as she continued to grind against you, dry humping you so eagerly. âMe? Iâm just showing you how alpha I am babyâ
You roll your eyes at that, what a typical alpha. You huff in annoyance and push her away turning to face her, glaring hard at her. âWhen will you just alpha up and stop fucking with me already?â you scoff, ignoring the flicker of fire in her eyes as you yell at her. She grabs you jaw pulling you into a heated kiss, her tongue eagerly exploring your mouth before she pulls away. Nibbling at your lip in the process.
âIâm not messing with you Babygirl,â she husks nosing your jaw and you feel her smirk before she places a feather light but teasing kiss to your jaw. âYou just have to ask for it, like the good omega you are..â
Summary- It's cold outside, and it seems your clothes just aren't keeping you warm enough, but your girlfriend is quite happy to give you her jumper, and it seems she isn't getting it back anytime soon.
You had a reoccurring habit of under dressing for the weather as you claimed it would ruin your outfit. Your girlfriend lena had come to realise this quite quickly and had started to wear an extra layer as she knew it would be stolen of her with about 10 minutes into the trip.
Autumn had just arrived, and the pair of you had decided to walk for some coffee. However, german Autumn is surprisingly much colder than Autumn in the uk, which you would think would be a hard task to beat. As you left your house with just a t-shirt and a light jacket, you started to regret your choices of not wearing a hoodie like lena had suggested for you to wear.
"Love, im cold," you state, looking at her with a pout while trying to place your hand into her pocket for warmth." I told you to wear a hoodie underneath that coat. It's so thin," she replied to you while grabbing your hand that was in her pocket however while she thought you were over exaggerating how cold you were she grabbed your hand and it felt like a block of ice.
"Jesus baby, you're freezing. im gonna give you my hoodie, and we're going back home. " lena began stopping to take her hoodie off and give it to you. You hadn't even made it halfway to the coffee shop. However, lena thought if you stood outside any longer, you might have caught hypothermia. Her hoodie was a bit big on you. However, it smelt like her and was doing a good job of keeping you warm.
You had arrived back home and changed into comfier clothes, yet you still wore lenas hoodie as you swore it was more comfy. "Are you going to take that off, or is it yours now?" She joked laughing lightly at the way the hood flopped slightly over your facial features "its mine now and you're not getting it back because its comfy and it smells like you" you reply tucking yourself into her side as her arms slid around your waist.
"You're lucky you're cute otherwise id be taking that off, you," she said, placing a kiss to the back of your head. As you lay on the couch, her hands lightly traced patterns on your waist, causing you to drift off into her side. As much as lena loved her hoodies, she would give everyone to you if it made you happy. That night she carried you to your bedroom and you slept like a log and that hoodie never left your back and you continued to wear it until it didn't smell like her anymore so you then traded for another one and this new routine continued and lena never wanted it to end.
Having Arachnid Powers and Dating Lena Luthor Would Include...
Request
@sandwichitodemilanesa could you please write what would include dating lena, being a kind of spider woman? probably have gotten your power because of Lena's dad or brother experiments to make a superhuman but now you're trying to be a super friend and save the world . thanks you so much <3
A/N: Hello y'all, sorry for being MIA, honestly adulthood is kinda sucking my soul, but as I've said before I'm still around. This time doing this little piece that was such fun honestly, also I love sandiwichitos de milanesa so I just couldn't ignore it. Thank you so much for the request and I hope you enjoy it! <3
Lena Luthor x Superhero Fem!R/Arachnid Powers/Word Count:Â 1,388
Your story starting the first time Lena ever saw you, you were on the news, stopping a bank robbery.
You were using nothing but a black hoodie, grey pants, a ski mask, and a pair of worn out shoes, and had disappeared before Supergirl could arrive.
The cameras spotted you swinging your way out through the building of National City, using what at first she imagined were hook-shots.
Like the rest of the city, she started seeing you more often on the news with growing curiosity as you helped all citizens.
The news outlets trying to come up with names for you; "The Human Spider", "The Web Slinger", "The Wall Crawler", "Arachnid Woman".
Your first close encounter with Lena was during a supervillian attack on L-Corp. The top floors were crumbling while Supergirl was fighting and you appeared, saving all the people from the falling debris, including her.
You carried her in your arms as you used your webs to pull you down to the ground, keeping her safe but leaving before she could say anything.
She and the whole DEO searching for you after that, wanting to know who you were and where you came from.
Lena investigating you but coming to dead ends, trying to understand you and your powers from what she sees in the news and DEO reports.
Losing hope after many months only for you to swing to her office balcony one night as she looked down the city.
"I believe you and your friends have been looking for me."
"Mostly me, but yes."
"What for?"
"I wanted to thank you, for saving my life."
Distrusting Lena initially due to personal reasons and avoiding further contact but slowly getting used to her as you came to her aid several more times.
"We should stop meeting in life threatening situations, Miss Luthor."
"We certainly should, and I still don't know your name."
"I guess you can call me (Y/N), for now."
Warming up to her and even visiting her a few times at her office. Always reaching her floor by crawling on the side of her building or swinging with your webs to avoid being spotted.
You always work this late, Miss Luthor?
I could ask the same.
You know what they say, crime never sleeps.
Lena noticing more and more of how your powers work, even making you a suit to help you out, leaving it on her balcony with a little note after leaving early from work one day.
Smiling at the gesture and the news making noise about your new look the next day, giving you new superhero names and such.
Going to her office more often and starting to enjoy your small conversations with her and the balcony kind of becoming your meeting place.
Finally building enough trust to tell her who you were and explain how you got your powers.
Telling her you had been very sick, almost too far gone a few years back, when her brother offered you some sort of experimental treatment for your illness. You accepted and Lex brought you to Luthorcorp.
Little did you know, her brother had been running illegal and dangerous human experiments in there.
You had woken up in a cryosleep chamber years later in a secret facility, as you had been the only survivor of his experiments and the only one who seemed to assimilate your new given powers correctly.
"I had nothing and nowhere to go but I didn't want to use my powers to take advantage of people."
Lena offering you a place to stay and helping you go back on track with your life.
Supergirl and Alex also offering you a place in the DEO but refusing as places like that bring you bad memories but offering your help back in case they need it.
Having a bit of trouble adapting your new life with the superhero gig going on but Lena helping you as best as she can with everything you need.
"What if I say I need a million dollars?"
Lena discovering your funny dorky side.
Your relationship with Lena growing over time as she helps you settle as the newest heroine of National City.
Lena helping you design your supersuit and inventing new devices for you.
"I think I need to come up with a superhero name. People are starting to call me 'The Tarantula' and 'Black Widow'."
"Mmh, maybe you would like something more classic?"
"Like what?"
"How about⊠'Arachne'?"
Her choosing your new name and going along with it.
Visiting her regularly when the city seems calmer and conversing for hours in her balcony.
Developing a soft spot for her and finally inviting her to move with you through the city.
"You know I have a driver and a car, right?"
"Swinging is faster, you can avoid a lot of traffic."
Lena actually enjoying the rides with you, although only the short ones.
Lena introducing you to the Superfriends.
"So, spider powers, uh? What's that exactly? Extra eyes? Extra legs? Can you stick to any surface?"
"No extra limbs as far as I'm awareâŠand I suppose I can stick to anything, uh, so far?"
"Cool. And the web, does it come from-?"
"Alex, stop."
"I'm just asking. What? As if you aren't curious too."
Lena helping you train and taking the chance to analyze and help you with your own powers.
She realizing she worries about you the more you get involved in fights to protect National City, particularly when Kara isn't in town.
She being the one to patch you up at your place when you don't want to stay at the DEO.
"You should see the other guy. The other guy, in this instance, being a killer croc."
Lena visiting your place and spending more time with you outside her office and the DEO.
Putting more attention to her and her safety when a fight or battle breaks lose.
Realizing after many of those you like her more than you think and going to her balcony one night to confess your feelings.
Lena admitting the same and being happy about it as you ask her to go on a date with you.
Spending your first date with Lena watching the sunset from the highest place of the city after a rooftop picnic.
Lena making sure to leave L-Corp early to spend more time with you.
Helping each other when there are criminals on the loose and being very protective of Lena if there's any after her.
Upside down kisses.
Taking her to dates by swinging around the city and her offering her limousine from time to time as a way to spoil you.
Making it official and the Superfriends being really supportive and happy for you.
Being awkward and nerdy around each other.
Very interesting moments in bed.
Grabbing food or coffee for her any chance you can so you can visit her at her office.
Dates on her office balcony also becoming a regular thing.
Sticking upside down out of her window and knocking at it at the end of her office hours to take her home.
Enjoying swinging around the city just to keep her clinging to you.
"You better hold on tight, spider-monkey."
"Is that a Twilight reference? I shouldn't have let Kara convince us to watch those."
Lots of game nights with the Superfriends and always teaming up with Lena.
Lena being your unofficial handler and she always being on your side whatever happens on your fights and missions.
You always supporting Lena and her ideas, but knowing when to call her out when things feel out of hand.
She doing the same with you, particularly when you feel responsible for everyone.
"I'm sorry, (Y/N), sometimes the hardest thing about this is you can't always save everybody."
Hugs so tight and long they feel like home.
Leaving Lena huge messages around different spaces of the city written with your web. Mostly hearts with her initial in the middle.
Being really close and intimate on your alone moments.
Always coming to aid the Superfriends when they need you or teaming up with Alex and the DEO.
Lena spoiling you with new gadgets and even making you a new suit with nano-tech.
Reader works for Lena that turns into working buddies with benefits, but reader starts catching feelings. Maybe angst but happy ending?
Highly Unprofessional
ââ· Pairing: Lena Luthor x Reader
ââ· Notes: Okay so I havenât written smut properly before so hopefully this is a decent attempt :,) Let me know what you think! Sorry this took a while, its like 3k words long so editing was a bitch.
ââ· Summary: When a one-time hookup turns into a regular occurance, it sets off a chain of events which you're helpless to stop.
ââ· WARNINGS: 18+ Minors DNI, fingering, cunnilingus, semi-public (I mean its in her office but the door was open oopsie)
In the bustling chaos of corporate life, where stress reigns supreme the last thing you want to do is mix business and your personal life. It only ever ended in disaster.
When youâd first moved to National City, youâd never imagined just a few short months later youâd be working directly under the cityâs most prevenient businesswoman. Lena Luthor was a force to be reckoned with. It was a miracle youâd gotten the position of her assistant at all, your CV was sharp, but it wasnât anything to be in awe of so when youâd got the call that youâd received the job it was safe to say she was over the moon.
It taken a little while to warm up to you. Sheâd been a rather cold at first. Not that you could blame her of course, given her family history. However slowly but surely you found her opening up more to you, building up her trust gradually. In the meantime, whilst sheâd grown to depend on your assistance, you payed close attention and slowly learnt her tells. You knew when Lena was upset, sheâd get that little crinkle in her brows or that when she was anxious, sheâd gently bite the left corner of her lip. Infact youâd become so observant of her habits and body language that sometimes you knew how she was feeling before sheâd register the emotions herself.
One particularly hectic day in the bustling office, the air thick with tension, you noticed Lena pacing nervously in her office. The telltale signs were there â the crinkle in her brows, the subtle lip-biting â Lena was clearly on edge about the upcoming meeting with a major client.
Truth to told, seeing her like this made you feel anxious as well. How could someone as powerful and accomplished as Lena get so nervous? Youâdhad never seen her like this before, and it was almost like seeing a completely different person.
You had to help.
You knocked gentle on the door, clearing your throat quietly to announce your presence, âMiss Luthor?â
A wave of relief washed over Lena as she heard your voice calling through the door. This meeting had been weighing heavily on her mind, and she was desperate to find some way to relax before it started.
âYou know you can call me Lena.â She smiled and nodded for you to enter.
You stepped into the room and approached Lena with the gentle warmth and confidence that always radiated from you. She found herself walking over to you, looking at you deeply before taking a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. You took her closeness as a chance to reach out to squeeze her shoulder and when she didnât object, you softly applied pressure to her muscles.
âFuck.â She let the curse split out involuntarily before trying to regain herself, âDo you need something from me?â
âYouâre tense, let me help?â You mumbled softly to which she nodded. Your touch was like a balm for her. As you began subtly massaging Lena's shoulders, the tension began to subside, and her frown faded away, you let your hand slide down to her wrist, holding it gently as you pulled her over to the pristine sofa at the other side of her office, âCome, sit.â
"Thank you." Lena took a deep breath and sunk into the seat. She could feel the stress and anxiety that had been weighing heavily on her began to melt away. She turned her head toward you and smiled softly, letting out a sigh of relief. Lena gave in and allowed herself to sink deep into your warm embrace. With her worries temporarily relieved, she closed her eyes and began to enjoy the feeling of your hands working away at her tension.
Leaning in, you reached to place a comforting hand on her thigh, feeling the subtle tension in her muscles. You had no intentionâs behind the action. Your touch was light, meant to reassure rather than intrude. But Lenaâs eyes slowly opened and cast over to meet yours, her emerald green iris's seemingly sparkling with a new found feeling.
It was obvious she was a little surprised by the gesture, but there was a moment of pause. She tried to be professional, but her body was responding positively to the touch.
The feeling was both calming and exciting, sending a shiver of desire down her spine, the creeping onset on desire making her legâs bounce nervously.
She looked into your eyes and saw the unmistakable spark of attraction between the pair of you. Of course sheâd noticed your lokg glances before and she wasnât ashamed to say sheâd given you some the day youâd left her office when youâd interviewed for the position. Her previous tension was soon replaced with a subtle feeling of arousal, and she couldn't help but crave more.
"Could you...keep going?" she whispered, words shaking through her soft yet overwhelming sensual voice - filled with desire.
âYou mean?â Your voice was quiet as you very slowly moved your hand up her thigh, waiting for to confirm her consent, âIs this okay? I need to hear you say it Lena.â
"Keep going," Lena whispered. Her voice was raspy from the tension, but there was no mistaking the excitement in her voice. She wanted you to keep touching her. She craved it. Soaked in the intimacy of your touch. "Please..."
The feeling of your hand gliding over her thighs was intoxicating, sending shivers of arousal through her body. You teased her lightly, fingers reaching her line of her panties. You could hardly fight back your own growing blush at the feeling of the wet fabric. Lena let out a soft moan as you softly ran your finger around her entrance â she was so sensitive. Her eyes closed once again as she leaned back into the couch, surrounding herself to your touch.
Your touch was intoxicating. You kept it light, but your slow strokes were sending her body into ecstasy. Lena's breaths grew shallow as she leaned toward you, her lips meeting yours in an intimate kiss.
"Don't stop," she whispered against your lips, her body urging you to keep going as you edged her sodden clit, rubbing circles as her back arched involuntarily.
âI wasnât planning on it.â You whispered back with a husky tone as your fingers continued to work their magic on her. You could feel the heat radiating off her body, adding to the intoxicating atmosphere. Your touch became firmer, getting closer to her core, making sure every stroke and tease was intense. You were doing your job finely, the way she moaned into your mouth was driving you wild with validation, knowing you were making her feel good. Truely you were completely under her control, willing to do anything she desired - anything to please her.
With each passing moment, the lust between you both grew more intense, fuelling your passion. Both your excitement only grew with every teasing touch and feather-light kiss. You knew she enjoyed the buildup of anticipation just as much as you did. In the heat of the moment, time seemed to stand still as you lost yourself to the moment.
Your hand never stopped tracing along her sensitive folds as Lenaâs moans grew louder, encouraging you to continue. She kissed you again and the kiss deepened as she pushed against you, urging you to take control. Her body ached for you as you pressed your fingers against her entrance, playing with her and teasing her. You held her deep in your embrace, feeling her shudder helplessly, her body giving into yours as you continued to stroke her. Finally, you gave into the inevitable and pushed inside, finally giving her the release, she craved.
Lena writhed beneath you, gasping for breath as you drove her toward climax. She muscles were tight against your fingers and you couldnt feel your hand going a little numb from how hard her thighs were squeezed together. She kept her hands clenched in your hair as you felt her body convulsing beneath yours. She moaned, high desperate sounds before finally, with a shudder of ecstasy, she peaked. Her back arching helplessly as she reached her climaxed under your guide.
Once sheâd caught her breath, you carefully pulled out of her, making sure to be gentle against her sensitivities. You stroked her hair tenderly, feeling her body begin to relax against you as she came down down from her high.
"Do you feel better now?" you asked her, as she leaned back against you, still breathing heavily from the experience.
Lena sighed softly, a satisfied smile on her face, âSo much better," she replied, her voice still light and breathless from the rush "Thank you for helping me relax.â
You brushed your fingers across her cheek, lingering for a beat. The intimacy of the moment was intoxicating, the shared look of pleasure and satisfaction. You couldn't help but wonder if there was more to it than just stress relief. As your head wandered the clouds, you didnât notice Lena fixing her hair, tying it back in a tight ponytail.
She checked her watch, seemingly debating something for a moment before her voice pulled you back down to reality, âI think weâve got just enough time.â She said, sitting back down against you, pulling on of your legs over hers, opening you up.
âEnough time for what?â
Lena smirked mischievously, tugging at the edge of your skirt. âFor me to return the favour...â
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That had been the first of many times youâd helped her relax. It had become a sort of ritual really. Whenever sheâd have a big meeting or important event coming up, sheâd come to you to help her unwind. Truthfully the first itâd happened; it had taken you a few days to really process it all. The experience had changed you. You couldnât just see her as your boss anymore. She was more than that. Lena had always had a stunning body of course but now it was almost as if though you couldnât keep her eyes off her.
The ways her hips curved had you weak in the knees, it wasnât just her physical attributes though. It was everything, the weak she spoke, the way she held herself. It was intoxicating. Safe to say you were happy to lend a hand whenever needed. Maybe you couldâve kept this up forever, helping her out without a second thought â she was still your boss after all. But this latest time had changed something in you.
It had started off in its usual way, youâd seen the meeting scheduled on the calendar and let yourself into her office â the two of you were way past knocking now. Lena knew what was about to happen, sheâd been waiting for it.
As you entered her office, Lena didn't waste any time before pulling you closer to her. You felt the heat and need radiating off of her as she kissed you passionately, her hands moving greedily over your body. You moaned as she pushed you up against the desk, her mouth hot against your neck.
Suddenly, she pulled back, looking at you with a predatory glint in her eyes. "Do you know what I want to do to you?" she whispered, her voice low with desire as her tender fingers danced down the front of your shirt - making a show out of unbuttoning them.
As she spoke, Lena left the kiss and moved down your body with purpose, her lips and tongue leaving a trail of heat and anticipation down your torso. Your hands found her hair, pulling it as if to guide her further where you wanted her. But the CEO had plans of her own. She knew what she wanted and she wanted it now, right this moment. So much so that she hadnât even bothered closing her office door.
Without warning, she pushed your shoulders down, forcing you to sit on her desk. Lena smirked, moving in to kiss you deeply, so deep that it left you chasing her lips as she pulled away. Without a pause, she pushed your legs apart and planted herself between them, her eagerness so apparent it sent a shiver of desire right through you.
You could feel her looking up at you as she kissed through the fabric of your panties, her hands moving to stroke and soothe wherever they could reach.
You couldn't help but moan now, one hand coming to grip her hair and the other gripping the edge of the desk with such force that your knuckles turned white. You were helpless to resist as Lena worked her way deeper, your grip became more frenzied, less able to control yourself.
It hadnât taken long before your panties had been pulled down and Lena was happily satisfying herself on your clit whilst you slowly grinded against her face, desire driving you wild.
Then something suddenly caught your attention. You heard someone in the hallâŠ
You tried to voice this but through your whimpers, not much was articulated. Despite this, Lena didn't even flinch when sheâd heard them, seemingly not bothered by the accompanying approaching footsteps.
Instead, she kept going, her tongue working magic on you as she held your hips steady with one hand. You could hear people talking just outside the open door, but Lena didn't seem to care. In fact, it seemed to turn her on even more - the thrill of getting caught.
You tried to stifle your moans, but it was impossible with Lena's skilled mouth on you. Your body was writhing on the edge of the desk, your toes curling as the pleasure built and built. And still, she didn't stop.
Lena never broke eye contact with you as she continued to work her tongue and lips over your pussy, sending you further and further into ecstasy. The sounds of voices in the hallway were drowned out by your moans, which the Luthor seemed to be enjoying immensely.
She added a couple of fingers inside you, curling them just right to hit your sweet spot, and you felt your body convulse in response. You couldn't hold back anymore, and you came hard, your body shaking with the force of it.
Lena didn't stop, though; she kept going, licking and sucking until you were overstimulated and sensitive. Finally, she stood up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she grinned down at you.
âYouâre so fucking hot.â She laughed, the sound of her voice sending shivers down your spine again.
Your cheeks blushed crimson as you cleaned yourself up, âDo you want me-â You took a step forward but stopped when she held out her hand, shaking her head as she fixed her hair.
âI just wanted you darling, nothing more. Now if youâll excuse me. Iâve got a meeting to attend too.â
With that Lena smoothed out the crease in her skirt before heading out the door, leaving you to catch your breath, still perched upon her table.
Darling?
The pet name replayed over and over in your head as the day passed by. You couldnât stop thinking about her, about these sessions.
It wasnât just about favours anymore. It felt like she had wanted you. Youâd wanted her. God youâd been trying so hard to ignore the fact youâd crave her touch when you were alone. It had gotten to the point where youâd started to miss simply being around her. In fact youâd started coming in earlier and leaving later just to be near her. But you had tried to ignore it. Dammit! Why couldnât you stop thinking about it!
The rational part of your brain was telling you to pull back, to remind yourself that her actions were just physical and didn't mean anything more. But the other part of you, the part that craved the closeness and heat of your body wanted her for more. You wanted to feel more than just the pleasure of their bodies. You wanted to build a connection, a partnership. You wanted more.
Oh shit... You wanted love.
The realisation had made you sick. What you wanted could never happen. You knew Lenaâs life; it was busy and packed. She didnât have time for something solid. It was why your little favours had worked so well. Youâd kept each other going. You could hardly tell her that you wanted more.
Goddamn it!
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The ringing it your ears hadnât really faded since youâd realised. Youâd called out of work the past 2 days; you couldnât bring yourself to look at her. Her eyes were a tease, a reminder of what you couldnât have. Instead, youâd stayed home, trying to wrap your head around all the feelings swirling round in your head, your rapid thoughts never seemed to slow down long enough for you to process them.
You were in love with Lena Luthor.
You were in love with your bossâŠ
Casual sex! That was all it was meant to be, no, no, no! How could you let yourself fall like this?
In all honesty, it felt like you were grieving. Grieving something you could never have. Something forbidden. It was awful.
You felt like shit. It had taken most of your energy to make the treacherous journey from your bed to the sofa - there was no point getting dressed. It wasnât like you were going to work today anyway. You couldnât bare the thought of facing her, the thought of it ate you up inside.
As you lay on your sofa, consumed by the weight of your emotions, a knock on the door suddenly startled you. You contemplated just ignoring it, hoping whoever it is will just get the hint, go away and leave you alone. However, the knocking persists, growing louder and more insistent with each rap.
With a heavy sigh, you dragged yourself off the sofa and reluctantly opened the door. To your surprise, it was Lena standing there. A concerned expression etched across her face. Her usual confident demeanor seemed softened by genuine worry.
"Lena?" you mumbled, your voice barely above a whisper.
She stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, scanning the disarrayed room. "I've been trying to reach you for days. What's going on? Why haven't you been at work?â
Lena's concerned gaze met yours, and you could sense the weight of unspoken questions in her eyes. Your throat tightened, grappling with the words you hadn't dared to say.
"I... I just needed some time to think," you admitted, avoiding direct eye contact with her, staring hard at the floor, "Things have... changed.â
Her brow furrowed as she took in the gravity of your words. "Changed how?"
You hesitated, then let out a defeated sigh, "I can't keep doing this, Lena. Us. Secretly fucking each other at work just because we can. I donât want to just be someone of the side anymore, I want to be more than that."
There was a moment of silence as Lena processed your words. Tension hung heavy over the room, a silence so thick you couldâve slice it with a knife, and you wondered if you had just ruined whatever fragile arrangement existed between you.
Finally, Lena spoke up, her soft voice wavering as she spoke, "More? What do you mean?"
"I mean..." You paused, gathering your courage. "I want a real relationship, Lena. Not just these secret little rendezvous we keep having. Lena, I want something genuine."
Her eyes searched yours, and for a moment, you saw a flicker of vulnerability. "I didn't think... I didn't know you wanted that," she admitted, her usual confidence waning.
"I do," You nodded slowly, affirming your words, "I can't keep pretending that this is enough for me. I want more than just physical connection; I want an emotional one too."
Lena took a hesitant step closer, the distance between you diminishing. "I thought we were both on the same page, I thought-.â
"No, Lena, I can't do this anymore," you repeated, the weight of your unspoken desires finally finding a voice, âI canât keep pretending Iâm fine with this anymore. Iâm sorry but I just canât.â
Lena's expression shifted, torn between conflicting emotions. The room hung in suspended silence, waiting for her response.
Lenaâs eyes softened, and a vulnerable smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "I never realised how much you wanted this," she admitted, a hint of regret in her voice. "Maybe I've been too guarded, too afraid to admit it to myselfâŠâ
You felt a mix of relief and hope as Lena continued, âI'd think Iâd like to try a real relationship tooâŠâ
There it was. The sentence that changed your life. You had a chance with Lena and you werenât going to let it pass you by. Maybe this time, mixing your business and personal life wouldnât end in disaster after all⊠even if it was horribly unprofessional.
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