The DEO

"Supergirl?" Lena said. "My apartment's that way."

"I'll take you somewhere safe," Supergirl said.

"What?" Lena said. She reddened. "My clothes are in my apartment! I need to go home, not-"

Supergirl's grip around her hips and lower back tightened slightly; Lena's eyes widened. What was happening?! One moment her clothes were falling off her, the next Supergirl turned from rescuer to abductor?

They flew towards another building on what might as well have been a different continent to her home. There was no way she could make it through the streets like this! Lena squirmed, adjusting her arms.

"Supergirl..." Lena said, voice an undignified squeak.

Supergirl landed on a balcony, Lena slipping out of her arms. Almost a whole second later and a dozen people were staring out the window, staring, raising weapons; Lena shrieked, hastily adjusting her arms in a vain effort to cover herself.

She stood there, flushed red, a pale arm over her tits, a hand over her pussy, and her eyes wide with confusion and embarrassment. Beside her, Supergirl wore a smile unlike any she'd have expected from the hero.

"You should be happy," Supergirl said. "I brought you a Luthor."

"What?!" Lena yelped.

Another figure emerged from the dozen or so pointing their weapons forwards; they seemed to be doing that more out of procedure than anything, they all knew bullets couldn't hurt Supergirl. Still, Lena whimpered at all those eyes on her, before being distracted by the person at their head.

It took Lena a moment to remember her name; agent Danvers, Alex, Kara's sister, the one who'd saved her life not long ago. Why was she-

"Supergirl!" Alex said. She spared a glanced for Lena, then did a double-take at the nude CEO. "We know what happened, this isn't you-"

"Are you really doing that whole speech again?" Kara said. She sighed. "I expected a thank you. Oh well."

"You-" Alex began.

She gave up as Supergirl took flight again, leaving Lena alone on the balcony. Lena squeaked, arms adjusting slightly to try and better cover herself.

"Alright, back inside everyone," Alex said. She glanced towards Lena again. "I... guess I should explain things."

"Can I have a coat first?" Lena said, voice high.

Alex hesitated.

"You're at the DEO," Alex said. "Supergirl works with us, she was just... exposed to something. We call it red kryptonite, it makes her lose all inhibitions; it doesn't hurt her physically, not like regular kryptonite, but it does mean she acts... oddly. I expect that's why she... did that."

Lena glanced down at herself, then back up at Alex, her eyes wide.

"Supergirl stripped me?!" Lena shrieked. "Why would she-"

She flushed; Alex's eyes kept dipping down.

"It's not like..." Alex began, and coughed. "It's... she does anything she wants, with no inhibitions. I doubt she really distrusts you this much, but red kryptonite makes her lose control. Uh, you should come inside, it's warmer."

Lena glanced through the glass door, flushing slightly at the DEO agents she could see working in there. Then again it was certainly less exposed than being out on the balcony.

Alex went over the threshold first; Lena followed, only to need to use one arm to keep the door from swinging shut. Alex turned around, just in time for her eyebrows to shoot up at the view of rather more of the Luthor than she'd expected. Yelping, Lena stumbled inside and once more crossed her arm over her tits.

"Wow," Alex said, then cleared her throat. "I- uh- I mean- Sorry, I'm... figuring a few things out about myself. That... caught me off guard."

"Can I have a spare uniform now?" Lena said, flushing.

"Ah. Right," Alex said. She paused. "If Supergirl was responsible for you losing your clothes before, she might not take kindly to you getting dressed again. We don't want to antagonise her until we find a way to cure her of the red kryptonite."

"What?!" Lena said. "Sure it's safe in here, isn't it? I can't keep waiting like this!"

Alex hesitated, gaze torn between the CEO's barely covered body, and her flushed features and pleading eyes.