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The apartment was quiet, except for the soft hum of the city beyond the window. The pizza guy lay on his back, staring at the ceiling, trying to process what had just happened. Holy shit. He had just slept with Kara. Kara Danvers. Who, unbeknownst to him, was actually Supergirl.

Although perhaps saying he slept with her was an understatement…

Huge amounts of cum poured out of her stretched out cunt. Once a tight, virgin pussy, now it was forever rearranged to the shape of one cock. The pizza man's cock.

Beside him, Kara let out a tiny, content sigh and with no blanket. She looked exhausted, which was surprising, considering she was—y'know—practically invincible.

He glanced over at her and his heart did a weird little flip. Her golden hair was a mess against the pillow, her cheeks flushed a soft pink, and there was a very satisfied little smile on her lips. She was barely keeping her eyes open.

She needed water.

Carefully, he slipped out of bed and padded toward the kitchen. He filled a glass with water, glancing back toward the bedroom.

Kara had shifted, now hugging his pillow to her chest, her fingers curling around the fabric like it was the most comfortable thing in the world. The fact that she was creampied somehow added to everything.

His heart melted.

Quietly, he returned to bed, kneeling beside her.

"Hey," he murmured.

Kara made a sleepy sound, cracking open an eye.

He held up the glass. "Drink."

She scrunched her nose. "I don't need water."

"Humor me."

With an adorable little grumble, Kara took the glass, brought it to her lips, and drank.

And, weirdly… it helped.

Maybe it was the gesture, maybe it was the moment, but as she swallowed, her body felt lighter, the exhaustion ebbing away just a little.

She gazed at him over the rim of the glass.

He wasn't just some guy to her anymore.

He was the guy.

No powers, no super-strength, no invincibility—just him, taking care of her like she was something precious.

Something worth loving.

Her heart clenched. She eyed that dangling cock of his cock. It touched the bed. He was hung. He had a job. He was normal. Some part of her thought this was going too fast. That this was a scheme from Luthor to catch her off-guard. Maybe mind-control from another villain like Gorilla Grodd.

But she couldn't stop reality: Kara Zor El was so in love with him.

She set the glass aside and reached for him, fingers curling around his wrist. He blinked as she kissed him, breasts to his chest, her gorgeous blue eyes filled with something hotter than before.

"W-Wait, I thought you were tired?" he stammered, hands instinctively resting on her hips.

Kara giggled. Standing on their knees, his cock twitching and her pussy leaking with his cum, going another for her seemed unwise. She had school, he had work.

"What can I say?" she whispered, brushing her nose against his. "Love is a great energy source."

Yes, it wasn't the sun. It was Kara herself that was doing this. Creampied and still wanting to fuck him silly.

And just like that—

They went another round.