Supergirl to the... rescue?

Lena barely had time to catch her breath before there was a knock at her window.

Wait, her window?! Lena’s head jerked up, arms returning to covering her body as she looked out, face burning. It would be just her luck if today was the day the window-cleaners-

She faltered to see Supergirl floating there. The hero still wore black, though at least she wasn’t bursting in to hurl accusations like last night.

“Wh-what are-” Lena began, cutting herself off at the sound of how high-pitched and panicked her tone was.

“I heard you screaming,” Supergirl said. “I came as soon as I could. Helping people is my job.”

Right. She was here as a hero; Lena bit back a sigh of relief, hurriedly nearing to unlock her balcony door.

Immediately she drew back, flushing at the momentary exposure of her tits as she moved her arm.

Wait, was Supergirl leering? No, that was impossible. Just paranoia, just her nerves after everything, Supergirl was better than that.

“I take it whatever’s happening is to do with why you’re…” Supergirl said, gesturing at Lena’s state.

“They just… kept falling off,” Lena said. She swallowed. “I got here as soon as I could but I know people saw and- oh god.”

No, be stronger. Don’t whine, don’t fucking whine in front of Supergirl.

“Do you want me to fly you home?” Supergirl said.

“Can you?” Lena said, ashamed of how quickly she spoke. “Uh, can you get me a change of clothes?”

“I don’t think it’s worth the time,” Supergirl said; “If whatever’s doing this wants you… like that, chances are it would just burn off whatever you wear again. The best we can do is get you somewhere private.”

Hesitantly, Lena nodded. It sounded reasonable; if nothing else she trusted Supergirl to be a hero. She couldn’t focus on much else.

Fuck, even having Supergirl see her like this was embarrassing, even more so when Supergirl neared.

Though at least she was polite, lifting Lena up with a hand on the back of her hips, and another on the small of her back; no groping. She let Supergirl pick her up, carrying her towards the window.

Her cheeks coloured slightly when they were outside though. Being carried like this, she didn’t have any way to avoid flashing her ass to the whole city below her, and just being with Supergirl was sure to draw a lot of attention.

Almost over. At least it was almost over, she repeated that in her head. She just had to get home.

“C-can you go a little faster?” Lena said.

She hated how she whimpered, going even redder as Supergirl moved at an almost leisurely pace, exposing her ass to National City.

“Not safely,” Supergirl said. “Humans can only take so much acceleration. Don’t worry, I’ll get you there.”

Something in that seemed wrong, but Lena was hardly in a position to go through the science. She couldn’t focus.

She missed Supergirl’s smirk, too concerned with covering her tits, and just praying that she’d be home and safe as soon as possible.