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Chapter 18 by Zeebop Zeebop

What Is Supergirl's Question?

Do You Love Me?

"I mean, it's okay if you...if this is...just a physical thing." Supergirl stared out the window. "I just...I guess I always hoped..."

Lois Lane sat up and hugged the young woman toward her. She ran a hand through the blonde hair, letting the head rest on her shoulder.

"Tell me," the reporter said simply.

Slowly, haltingly, digging inside herself Kara did. How she came to Earth in the shadow of her big, strong cousin. His feminine counterpart. The kinship and friendship between them. The subtle expectations placed on the last two Kryptonians on the planet. The possibility for the rebirth of their race...

"But I...I..." she sucked in her breath, as if afraid to admit it. "I like girls. I love Kal, but I love him like...like a big brother. He's my cousin. And even if we had kids, the next generation...I mean, who would they have babies with? Each other?"

Lois slid her hand around to rest on the heroine's hip. The skin was very warm against her hand, and Supergirl snuggled closer.

"And then the found Kandor, and the Daxamites, and clones like Superboy and I thought...maybe..."

"You could fuck girls?" The reporter offered. She felt Kara's body tense, and then slowly relax.

"Yeah. I mean, is that so wrong?"

"Not at all, sweetheart." Lois gave her a little kiss on the forehead. "I already said you could fuck me anytime. It's a hard thing, juggling people's expectations. But as you said, there are options. I mean, you don't have to fuck Superman, if you don't want to. Maybe you could just have him a sperm donor...if and when you ever do decide to get pregnant."

Kara took a deep breath.

"I was thinking...I mean, since I'm not a virgin anymore...maybe we could...tonight?" Supergirl coughed, and Lois saw the young woman's cheeks blush. "I mean, if I called him, could you, could we...together? I...I think I can do it. But it would a lot easier if you were with me."

And there it was. Lois felt her own heart skip a beat. How many years had she flirted and played games with Superman, thinking of herself as his girlfriend in all but name? Now here she was, Supergirl in her arms, asking her to...hold her hand as he impregnated her. What could she tell her?

"Of course, love," Lois smiled. She laid her hand over Supergirl's, let their fingers slide together. "I'd be happy to help."

Who Calls Superman?

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