A hungry heroine in your kitchen

A few hours later you come to with a headache and a large lump on the back of your head, but in your own bed. “Uh wzza” you mumble as you hear someone rattling around in the kitchen downstairs.

You stumble down the stairs as quietly as possible and grab your softball bat from the hall as you peek around the corner into the kitchen. The first thing you see is a pair of red combat boots sticking out from behind the open refrigerator door. As you creep further around the corner one of the feet lifts up off the floor as your mystery guest is rummaging through your food and then a blue and white spandex clad butt sticks out and suddenly you remember the fight from earlier. Apparently you had been knocked out and your Stargirl had somehow found your house and taken you home and was now helping herself to your leftovers. Grinning you slip quietly the rest of the way into the kitchen and watch her as she hunts for something to eat and talks to herself.

“Man, this guy’s fridge is stocked. Wonder if he cooked it all himself. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if I tried a little, I mean I did kinda save his life after all.” As she brushes some of her hair back behind her ear you notice her costume is a little dingy as if she had been wearing it for a few days and her hair looks like it could use a wash as well. “Yeah some rescue, the crook gets away and the civilian gets hurt, Wildcat would have me running wind sprints for a week.”

“Hey give yourself some credit” you say startling her, making her grab her cosmic staff and swing it at you defensively. Luckily you manage to catch it surprising both of you. “You got me home in one piece kinda be a shame if you took me out before I got the chance to thank you wouldn’t it?”

“Oh crap”, she blurts out covering her mouth. “I’m so sorry. But didn’t anyone every tell you not to sneak up on a girl?” she grumbles indignantly giving you a nudge with her staff.

“Sorry” you chuckle, “Nobody every taught me the proper adequate for thanking a pretty girl who helps me avoid getting shot, blasts me with some magic staff, carries me home and then raids my fridge.”

Stargirl frowns but blushes at your complement. “Sorry about hitting you with my staff blast, but its cosmic energy not magical.” She huffs prettily crossing her arms across her body, framing her perky B cup breasts.

“Damn they really nailed it, she’s gorgeous” you think looking at the roboslut standing in your kitchen. “If I didn’t know better I’d swear she was flesh and blood”. Putting those thoughts aside for the moment you smile at her and say “Sorry no offense intended. I’m John and thanks for helping me out back there Miss…..” you pretend having no idea who she is keeping in line with the scenario you ordered.

“Stargirl” she says with a smile as she strikes a little pose with one hand on her hip and resting her staff on the other shoulder.

“That’s a…..pretty name” you offer with a sheepish smile.

“So you’ve never heard of me?” she asks looking like a lot of the wind’s been taken out of her sails. “Well at least he didn’t think I was supergirl” she mumbles when you shake your head no.

“Hey look I’m sorry Stargirl, I’m just not all that up on my celebrities. But I do know that I do owe you big time for helping me out. Could I at least offer you something to eat?”

At the mention of food her stomach rumbles and Stargirl blushes again. “Yes please, and thanks” she answers shyly, but looking relieved.

“It’s the least I could do, you did save my ass after all”, you say stepping past her and looking through the fridge. “Feel like anything in particular? I’ve got chipotle chicken stuffed sweet potatoes, homemade burgers, pulled pork, some roasted cauliflower….” As you rattle off possibilities Stargirl peeks over your shoulder leaning her athletic body against yours and you are amazed at how soft and warm she feels.

You feel her hand rest on your shoulder as she gets on her tip toes to get a better look causing her to rub against you and you swear you can feel her nipples harden as they slid up your back. You look back at her and smile, “So see anything you like?” you ask with a bit of a grin, which makes Stargirl blush as she steps back with what appears to be a little ****.

“The chicken sweet potato thing sounds good”, she says flashing you a quick smile giving you a glimpse of her braces.

“Chipotle chicken sweet potatoes with a side of roasted cauliflower for the lovely lady it is. Have a seat and relax while I warm everything up. By the way, not that I’m complaining, but how’d you know where I lived? Did I tell you before I passed out?”

“Well”, she says blushing as she hops up and sits on the counter and begins to lazily swing her legs. “Your wallet was still lying on the ground and I knew when I went to check on you I had to get you into bed.” When you look over your shoulder at her with a raised eyebrow she blushes even more. “I swear I didn’t mean it like that….I just meant that…I needed to check you out” her blue eyes widen in shock as she realizes how that sounds, “Err that is I wanted to get you somewhere and lay you down so…” As you turn around and put your hands on the counter behind you and begin to chuckle Stargirl groans and looks down and hides her face in her palms, “God now I know how Maxine must feel half the time.”

You walk over and bend down a little so your level with Stargirl and gently lift her face up, “Hey relax, its ok. You saved my butt and it looks like you’ve had a rough couple of days before that. Honestly I wouldn’t have thought anything about it if you hadn’t gone all cute and nervous about it.” This earns you a grateful smile from her as she squeezes your hand. “Besides”, you say playfully, “I’ve always dreamed that a beautiful young woman would come sweep me off my feet.”

Stargirl rolls her eyes, but can’t help but giggle, “Maybe I should’ve taken you to the hospital, clearly that blow has affected your vision. I’m a mess I haven’t showered in days.”

“Nope my visions perfect,” you tell her as you stand back up and brush some of that beautiful long blond hair behind her ear. “But if you want to freshen up the master bath is the door right next to my bedroom. The laundry room’s a door right in it you can grab some towels and even drop your cloths in the wash. My cousin left some of her stuff when she moved for work, so you can check the dresser in the guest room and see if there’s something that fits while you wait for your stuff to get clean.” The truth is you had bought a few things for her before she was delivered just in case the company hadn’t thought to supply her with any civilian clothes. Nothing to risqué but you didn’t buy her just to cover her up like a nun either.

“Really?!” she asks as she hops off the counter and gives you a hug, once again pressing that athletic body tightly against yours. “Thank you so much, and I promise I’ll clean up after dinner.” When you go to protest she pokes you in the chest, “No arguments, Granny Hunkel always taught us to be good house guests.”

“Ok, ok”, you chuckle, “Now get going I’ll holler when the foods ready”.

“Alright, and John”, she says as you start to turn back to the stove. Stargirl puts her hand on your elbow and tugs slightly making you turn back to her. She gets up on her toes and kisses your cheek, letting her hand rest on your chest, “thanks for being so sweet.” As she walks out of the room you can’t help notice the little extra sway in her hip and grin.

“Yep totally worth it” you say to yourself as you set to getting the food ready and setting the table.