How is this even a question?

My mind was made up when I heard Kara whimper again. Whatever was going on with her emotionally, right now I wanted to be there for her.

"Okay, I'll stay," I said, "Let me just text Tom to let him know-"

Before I even finished my sentence, I found myself whisked away to her bedroom, which unlike mine was actually a separate room from the rest of the apartment. I had barely gotten a chance to look around her place, but judging from the spacious (and clean) bedroom Kara had a lot more money than me. Unsurprising really, since again, Supergirl, but it was yet another reminder just how far out of my league she really was.

Now laying on her very soft queen-sized mattress, I fumbled around in my pocket for my phone. Once I got it out I texted Tom three words: cover for me. I then set the phone down on her nightstand and turned to face the eager Supergirl, who was wiping the tears from her eyes.

"So, do you want me like this again?" she asked, "I know the costume really turns you on, and..."

"I'd rather see what's underneath it," I told her. This seemed like it was the right thing to say, as her face lit up with a huge grin. As I started undoing my pants, she shimmied out of her skirt, revealing that she still wasn't wearing any panties underneath it. I had a brief realization that she had been going commando during our flights to and from Gotham, but that thought was quickly overshadowed by the sight of her unclasping her cape and peeling off her skintight top.

And man, what a sight it was. For one thing, she wasn't just going commando on her lower half, as she wasn't wearing a bra underneath her top, or at least not one I could see. And while the tits underneath were no Power Girls, they still looked like a decent handful, and the smaller size meant they were very perky, with erect pink nipples that were currently hard as diamonds. And she was probably one of the only girls in the world that I could say that about without it being hyperbole.

Like in my apartment before, she floated up over my bed, but this time she looked far less confident of herself, as if her confidence in her sexiness had been tied more to the costume than her actual body. Crossing her legs demurely in midair, she blushed and stammered, "So, um... like this?"

"Perfect," I told her, sitting up in bed and kicking off my work pants.

"R-Really?" she stammered, "To be honest, this is the first time I let a guy see me naked, and, well, I know my boobs aren't as big as Power Girl's or even Wonder Woman's, and I don't do more than trim because I get nervous using my heat vision so close to my vagina, and my butt isn't exactly-"

"Like I said, perfect," I reiterated. Then, feeling bold, I stood up on her bed and leaped onto her flying body. I'll be honest, that probably wasn't my best idea, since even suspended in midair she probably could have held her position and I would've slammed dick-first into what was basically an immovable metal rod. But thankfully she instead went with my momentum and floated backwards in the air, wrapping her arms around me so I wouldn't fall to the ground. Even before I was secure I started making out with her, complete with tongue. Damn, her lips still tasted amazing.

As we continued making out, I felt her legs wrap tight around my waist, and one of her hands reached down to guide my erect cock into her pussy, easily sliding in due to how wet she currently was, moaning into my mouth as she did so. Once I was securely inside her, she broke the kiss off and whispered, "Not fair that you still have your shirt. Let me fix that for you... arms up, lover."

I obeyed, and was utterly shocked when she let go of me with both of her arms and began working my shirt off, able to hold me in place entirely with her legs and pelvic muscles. I barely even felt a difference, not that I was kept in that position for long, since as soon as my shirt was tossed onto the floor Kara's arms went right back around my torso and her lips went right back against my own.

We stayed in that position for a while, me inside of her while the two of us made out in midair. Slowly, I started to feel her hips start to buck, and I responded in kind, and before long our sensual make-out session turned into aerial rutting.

Kara pulled her mouth back and she began to recline, giving me more support to properly thrust into her. As I did, she let out a moan of pleasure, "Oh yes! Fuck me back down to Earth, Charlie! Fuck me until I can't fly straight anymore!"

Oh wow, this was a new side of her. While she may have less confidence without the suit, she certainly had a much dirtier mouth.

"You can't imagine how torturous it was this morning!" she gasped, "Doing my patrol without any panties! I felt so naughty, Charlie, so fucking naughty! And every time I thought someone might have seen my pussy, I got so embarrassed. But it made me so wet too, to think that I was pantiless because of you, Charlie. Because I was such a fucking slut for you that I didn't want to put them back on in case you wanted to fuck me again! In case I wanted to fuck you again!"

Her voice got louder as she continued to ramble, "And you know what? I'd go on patrol naked if you told me to! Or with your cum dripping down my legs! Or both! It'd be so humiliating, but if I knew it'd make you happy I'd do it! Because I love you, Charlie, and I love the feeling of you inside of me! And I never want to stop being your Superslut! Never never never never!!!"

To her credit, I was fucking eating this shit up, thrusting into her as hard as I could. I'd like to imagine I was actually doing it hard enough to cause her to start losing her balance, though it was more likely that Kara was feeling such intense pleasure that she was no longer able to keep herself steady. Regardless of the reason, the two of us ended up tumbling to the floor. Thankfully we weren't actually that high up, and since she was underneath me she was able to at least make it a soft landing. We were so into each other that even this hardly broke our stride, and after a bit of reorientation I continued my goal of fucking her body into the ground, my hands finally getting the chance to knead those perky tits of hers. Those nipples may have been as hard as diamonds, but I was happy to discover that her boobs proper were still soft and squeezable. And it looked like she was more than enjoying my new approach.

"Fuck yes! Keep going!" Kara screamed, "Keep squeezing my titties! I'm almost there! I'm almost... almost... fuck, Charlie, I'm gonna...!"

This time it was Kara who ended up cumming first, her nails digging into the carpet beneath her as she clamped down hard onto my dick. The feeling of her pussy's tight embrace made me cum as well, filling her to the brim with my seed. Once I was done, I leaned down and kissed her on the lips.

"Charlie..." she gasped softly once I pulled away, "That was amazing. I'm so lucky I met you."

My mouth gaped in astonishment, "You're lucky? I just had sex in midair!"

"I know," she said, "but... I love you. So, so much. And as short of a time as we've had together, I don't even know how I could live without you anymore. I'm so happy that you love me too."

"I..." I hesitated for a brief moment, looking down into the eyes of the Girl of Steel. I'll admit, it still scared me a bit how utterly devoted to me she became in such a short amount of time. And my first instinct was to correct her, to tell her that I had never said I loved her.

But goddamn she was adorable. And despite the rather tense brunch, these had been the best 24 hours of my life. And even if she was mind controlled, or mentally unstable, I wanted to be there with her, and help her get through it.

Hell, going that far that soon probably makes me crazy too. And if I had known in that moment the real cause of what was going on with Kara, I definitely wouldn't have done what I did next. But in the moment, looking down into that smiling face framed by golden locks, I fell in love with Kara. Not just Supergirl, or Kara Danvers, but the whole Kara. And I couldn't deny it any longer, not to myself and not to her.

"I do love you," I said, "And... I think I know what I want you to be now. My girlfriend."

Kara was silent for a long moment. Then she let out a happy squeal and wrapped her arms around my back, pulling me down into a big old kiss. When she finally let me pull back, I could see she was crying again.

"This is the happiest day of my life!" she squealed, "I promise Charlie, I'll be the best girlfriend in the world! No, the universe! Thank you thank you thank you!"

We stayed there on the floor cuddling with one another, neither of us wanting to be the first to move. We chatted a bit more about how our new relationship could work, but we were both exhausted, so we weren't able to make much progress before we started to fade. Before she completely dozed off, Kara grabbed her discarded cape and draped it over the two of us, making a makeshift blanket. It was a bit small to share, but neither of us minded too much.

I was woken up by a sudden whooshing sound, accompanied a second later by a gust of wind. Looking out the open bedroom window, I could see that the sky was just starting to turn orange. My first thought was Shit, I definitely missed the rest of my shift. Sorry, Tom. My second thought was Wait a minute, didn't we come in through the living room window?

I gently moved Kara's arm off of me so I could sit up (thankfully, her grip wasn't nearly as strong when she was asleep). As I did, I noticed that there was a folded piece of paper taped to the cape now draped across my lap, and it had my name written on it in purple ink. Both nervous and curious, I got up and closed the open window, then went back to the cape and peeled the note off, gently so as not to wake the still sleeping Kara. I sat down on the bed and silently read it to myself.

I didn't get the chance to apologize to you before you and Kara left the cafe, so let me start this letter off by saying I'm sorry. I was overly aggressive with you even though I had no evidence that any of this is your fault. Wally told me you were basically a deer in headlights the entire time you two were talking, and from what I've seen of you I'd have to agree.

That being said, you need to understand something: this is not how Kara usually acts. Admittedly she has made rash decisions in the past, but never when it came to her love life, or with revealing her secret identity. And no offense, but she's saved plenty of other guys before you, so I don't see why she would suddenly fall for you of all people. I wasn't really able to get a straight answer out of her during our "bathroom break" either. It became very obvious very fast that she knows barely anything about you, which given how recently you two met is entirely understandable. I bet you know even less about her.

Still, Kara is one of my closest friends, so if somehow this is just love at first sight I don't want to ruin it for her. I have had far too much experience with people being overly paranoid and ruining the personal lives of themselves and others as a result, and I promised myself long ago that I would not go down that same path. But I know even you can see that this infatuation Kara has with you isn't normal. Something is going on with her, and I will get to the bottom of it. Sorry in advance if this ends up being the plot of one of our many enemies and you end up getting caught in the crossfire.

If you're planning on sticking around in the meantime, just do what you can to make her happy and treat her right. I know Kara can be intimidating sometimes, and even on her best days she's known to be rather emotional. But she is also an incredibly sweet and caring woman, and if she does genuinely love you then you are one very lucky man. Just don't get too attached to her too quickly, because if this is some form of mind alteration we are going to reverse it eventually, and when we do Kara might not be as enamored with you as she is now. So yeah, enjoy it while you can, but be prepared for major heartbreak if that happens.

Oh, and if it turns out my initial gut reaction was right and you are behind this somehow, or if you **** the emotional power you now hold over her, I will find you, and I will make you pay. And I won't be alone either: I'll bring my whole family with me, and hers too for good measure.

So yeah, no pressure. See you around.

Barbara

I found the letter to be both ominous and oddly comforting, although the mood was ruined a bit by another note added to the bottom in pencil, and in much sloppier handwriting.

All that goes for me too. Also, seriously dude, Green Lantern? Really? - W

Feeling very self-conscious about possibly being seen naked by two other superheroes, I decided to take a shower and try to decompress a little before Kara woke up. I wasn't sure what else to do with the letter, or whether showing it to Kara would make things better or worse, I tucked it into the pocket of my work pants for the moment.

Little did I know that very soon, that letter was going to be the least of my worries.