Supergirl

This had to be a dream, right? There was no way in hell that the one and only Supergirl was standing inside your hospital room. Naturally, you assumed you were hallucinating. Surely that villain had caused a concussion or something.

"Hi! You're John Doe, right?"

Scratch that; it really was her! You couldn't find words to respond, too shocked to use your mouth. If this bothered her, then she didn't mind. Supergirl simply smiled and walked closer until she stood at the far edge of the bed.

She looked exactly like the photos and videos on the news. The iconic super-themed outfit similar to her cousin looked perfect on her. You were in awe of her beauty; gorgeous features, long blonde hair, and blue eyes that made your heart beat a bit faster. Supergirl seemed to be in her twenties or something, judging by her youthful appearance.

It wasn't until the silence dragged on for a few more seconds that you realized she was waiting for a response.

"Oh! Yes, of course, that's me." You blabbered rapidly, embarrassed by your behavior. Luckily, she seemed amused. "And you're Supergirl! Uh, not that you needed me to tell you."

She giggled audibly. "It's alright, John. If I may call you that. No need to be nervous; I'm not here to arrest you or anything."

"Sure, my first name is fine. And that's good." You nodded in relief. To be fair, you hadn't expected a superhero to walk through your door today. "Not to be rude, but then why are you here?"

"Well, I'd like to apologize for what happened back at STAR labs. Even though I was too busy fending off my opponent, I should have been more careful about bystanders. When I threw him though that wall, I had no idea you'd be behind it." Supergirl looked regretful, and you finally understood what she was trying to say. "So, yeah, sorry for not being able to help out."

You were kind of surprised she was visiting you just to say she was sorry. Now that you thought about it, you'd be lying if you said you weren't at least annoyed that she had been so reckless during the fight.

"It's not a problem. At least I'm alive to tell the tale. One night of good rest, and I'll be as good as new!" You respond in an attempt to lighten the mood.

Supergirl chuckled at you bad humor. Funny enough, her laugh was nice to hear; soft and melodic. You took another moment to look at her, gazing upon her natural beauty. What a guy wouldn't give to have a superhero as hot as the Girl of Steel all for himself.

"In that case, I'm glad everything's alright." Supergirl smiled, holding out a slim hand.

You returned the handshake, but suddenly she let out a low breath, pupils dilating similarly to that nurse from before. And to add to the familiar routine, the blonde hero took a deep breath while smelling the air.

"Are you okay?"

Supergirl nodded slowly; a satisfied expression on her face. "Yes. I have to say; you smell amazing, John."

"Do I now..." You narrow your eyes in thought.

"Oh, sorry about that. Don't know where that came from." The female hero said awkwardly. "Anyway, there's also another reason for my visit. The villain who attacked the laboratory is called Gorilla Grodd. Ever heard of him?"

Only faintly. To be honest, you didn't have much interest in villains like him, unless the name appeared on the news. You were far more interested in the female super-powered population; both heroes and villains.

"You mean the big ape who wants to rule the world?"

Supergirl cracked a grin. "That's the one. All stinky and grumpy too. Turns out he was at STAR labs for some kind of machine, though we have no clue what it's for. Then again, I'm not the league's detective. I'll leave that to Question. Anyway, I just wanted to ask if you have any idea what was hidden inside those laboratories."

Ah, made sense the Justice League would want to know about the bad guy's objective. But you weren't of much help, seeing as all you did was clean the place. Even then, the company would have your head if you spilled their secrets.

"Sorry, but I'm just the janitor." You shrugged apologetically. "Only the eggheads know what goes on in those rooms. Wish I could be of more use."

"Don't sell yourself short! I think you're a great guy." Supergirl inched a bit closer, now leaning very closely to you. At this rate, she was in arm's distance. "Not to mention handsome too. There's something about you that makes me want to be closer, if you catch my drift. And that smell..."

What was it with these women and trying to get a sniff of your scent? Supergirl was still standing close to you, smiling happily as if she was in a trance -- hold on.

Could... could this be true?

"Supergirl?" You spoke up to get her attention, which worked immediately. Her expression was still serene, but more aware than a few moments ago. "Sit down, please."

"Sure!" The female Kryptonian complied, sitting down on the edge of your bed.

You could feel her weight press down on the mattress, and her right thigh gently pressed against your leg. Having her so close was making your heart beat faster. It also caused you to sweat slightly, and this time you knew it had to be you, because Supergirl took another deep breath and looked as if she was in nirvana.

"Supergirl, how are you feeling right now?"

"How I'm feeling? Why, I'm feeling very happy to be in your presence, John." The beautiful hero confessed, taking you aback. She placed her hand on your leg, biting her plump lower lip. "It's strange, but I feel as if I could trust you with anything. My heart soars at the thought of being in your presence, and you look so attractive to me. I'm... so much in love with you!"

Your eyes widen to the point they look like saucers. "Come again?"

"Am I going too fast? Oh, I don't care." Supergirl leaned in closer, cupping your face delicately. Sure enough, her gaze was filled with raw emotion. "It's true. Right now, all I can think of is you. I want to make you happy, John. To be at your side as your protector, you confidant, and most of all your lover."

You were pretty sure your mind rebooted, because it took a while before you could formulate a response.

"So, you will allow it if I touch you?"

"Do as you please." The beautiful superhero whispered into your ears, speaking sultrily. "My body is yours, John."

That's all you needed to hear. Filled with newfound confidence, you reached out and grabbed her perky butt. Supergirl moaned slightly as your fingers dug into her flesh, caressing that ample treasure of hers.

This was enough to confirm your suspicions. Supergirl was under your control, just like that nurse from before.

It had to be the chemicals. There was no other explanation. Ever since the accident, your body had been creating some kind of scent; perhaps pheromones? You faintly remembered hearing the word at the labs. Being ignored by people who thought they were smarter could be considered an advantage in this situation, since it had allowed you to listen in on a pair of scientists.

But what was the extent of your new powers? Would they eventually fade away? Would Supergirl break free from the trance?

"Mhm, you can't imagine how this feels. To have my one true love treat me like this -- ah!" The cry of pleasure from Supergirl threw your head back into the game. You hadn't even realized you were still groping her round, yet surprisingly firm butt. "It doesn't even matter what you want our relationship to be like; be it equals or master and servant. All I care about is being with you."

"How about we get out of here? I'm sure there's plenty for us to do." You smirked.

Even if it was temporary, you were _totally _going to enjoy this as much as you could.