Power Girl and Supergirl both.

There's a predatory satisfaction to Power Girl lying so limp beneath you. The fastest path to propogating your species lost genetics is sexual domination, and both your body and mind and well geared to find satisfaction in asserting that dominance over a beautiful partner. But you are a compassionate man too, and so as you bask in the afterglow, your sperm glowing in your Astral Vision as they seek their purpose, you gently stroke Power Girl's hair and side, feathering soft kisses upon her and uttering sweet sounds to help her come down from the climaxes you **** upon her. Barely concious she clings to you, and dizzily kisses back. The release of tension from her mind and body is obvious without even your Astral Vision, and the comfort you provide only enhances that. So focused are you on her, (and really, who could blame you), that you're actually caught off guard by the knock at the door.

Power Girl jumps in your arms, becomming more awake as an innocent embaressment at her sexual situation seeps in. You give her a quiet, comforting 'shhhh', kissing her on the forehead as you glance through the door with your Astral Vision, smiling at the shape and pattern you recognise so well as Supergirl.

"It's okay, Kara." You assure her, enjoying the way her face lights up on hearing her name like that. Having two Kara's running around might be an issue, but its something you're sure you can work out.

You don't dress as you rise up, striding to the door. Opening it, you can see that like Power Girl, Supergirl is wearing now only a 'Justice League' tee-shirt, trusting its large size to hide her ass. She jumps in surprise at seeing you naked, your vicious cock slick and hot from your time with Power Girl. She has time only for a small 'oh' before you wrap and arm around her slender waist and pull her into the room. Closing the door you press her into a deep kiss, one hand pushing up the tee-shirt to expose and fondle her pert, teenage ass as she moans into your mouth. Looking past her you can see Power Girl watching with interest and arousal, biting down on her lip as she watches you make out with her younger self. Your confidence that this is all going to work out fine increased greatly.

Gripping the hem of the tee-shirt, you pull it up, Supergirl's only **** being in having to break the kiss as you pull it over her head, before you toss it aside and leave the busty kryptonian nymph naked.

"I missed you," she whispers. Your seperation had been brief, but in her emotionally fragile state, it's clear the need for you is sincere.

"We were looking forward to you getting here."

With the use of 'we', Supergirl finally notices her other self in the room, both their faces reddening as they make a shy eye-contact. Seeing them together here, both stripped bare, the effort that Power Girl must normally go to in order to distinguish herself from Supergirl is clear. Not just tonning her muscles, but she must normally wear makeup to look more mature, combining it with her shorter hair, as seeing her now it would be so easy to believe there was no age-gap and that they were twins.

"Kara Zor-El," you wrap an arm around Supergirl's shoulders and start to lead her to the bed. "Kara Zor-L." You complete the introduction, reaching out to gently pet Power Girl.

"H-hi."

"Hey."

There's a pause, tension in the air. It's like you're introducing your pet cats to each other. You're a little surprised when Supergirl makes the first move.

"You're beautiful!" She blurts out, embaressed by it.

Power Girl is caught off guard, but soon melts into a smile. They truly are the same person inside, and the girl crush is definately not unrequited. Crawling forward on the bed, she takes her younger self by the hands and gently guids her down to be level with her.

"So are you."

"N-no I'm... I..."

It pleases you that Power Girl takes her turn to be daring, leaning in and gently kissing Supergirl upon the lips.

"We're beautiful."

Supergirl blushes, looking to you for advice and instruction. If you didn't know how tired they both were, you're instruction would be to lie back and let you in again, but instead you lean in, gently fondling her.

"This is the part where you kiss her back."

Supergirl blushes but obeys, leaning closer to a smiling Power Girl, the two lock lips, a soft sigh escaping as their mouths open and their tongues meet. They both squeal as you wrap arms around them, pulling them against your chest and you flop down on the bed.

"Carry on girls, don't mind me."

You get a playful pair of scowls for your cheek, but the girls settle happily into your embrace, leaning against your chest as they softly make out, pressing their bountiful busts against you as your hands gently roam. Their passion is soothing, eventually moving to become a loving tangle of limbs as the kissing stops and they find a restful piece sleeping together with you.