Waking up in Supergirl's arms

Usually when you hear stories about the day after a life-changing event, the person telling it will mention how they woke up the next day thinking what happened the day before had to have been a dream because of how unbelievable it all was. They'd go on about how they started going through their normal morning routine, only to suddenly run into some reminder of what happened, physical evidence that the events of the day before were in fact real.

Yeah, I didn't get the chance to have that experience. Because upon waking up, before even opening my eyes, the first thing my brain registered was a feminine body pressing against mine, arms holding me in place with a firm but comforting hug. It was quiet enough that I could even hear the faint sound of her breathing. Opening my eyes only confirmed what the rest of my senses were telling me: Supergirl, or rather Kara Zor-El, was in my bed.

"Good morning," she said, her bright blue eyes happily gazing into mine.

"Mmm... morning," I groan, still only half-awake, "What time is it...?"

"It was quarter past five when I got up to use the bathroom," Kara said, "I got back into bed when I was done, but I don't know how long ago that was."

I sat up (once Kara loosened her grip on me) and checked my phone, "Well, it's quarter past six now. ...Wait, were you laying in bed awake for an hour watching me sleep?"

"I guess I was," she answered with a pout, "I didn't want to wake you, but I also didn't want to leave before you woke up. And I wanted my face to be the first thing you saw when you did."

There was a moment where neither of us spoke. Then I cleared my throat and said, "I'm uh... I'm gonna take a shower."

"Want me to join you?" she asked with a flirtatious smile.

"Um... no thanks," I responded, "My shower's pretty small, and plus I'd like to use the time to, uh... fully wake up."

Kara frowned at my response, but nodded and got out of bed to grab her boots off the floor. I quickly made my way to the bathroom and locked the door behind me.

I hadn't been lying when I said my shower was small. Sure, it had a tub, but it was the kind that always felt just a bit too cramped to ever take a comfortable soak in, and even standing up it didn't leave a lot of room to maneuver. The small size of the bathroom in general didn't help matters either, and given the Kryptonian just outside it was starting to feel outright claustrophobic.

As I took my shower I thought about what to do about Kara. She was into me, that much was abundantly clear, but her behavior was starting to disturb me. And the look in her eyes this morning was different than the night before. Then, she had been nervous, then lustful, but now she was looking at me with... love. Devotion. Like she would do anything to be with me. And I'm not going to lie, associating that kind of love with a girl that could tear a car in half scared the shit out of me, especially when I still didn't know what I even did to inspire it in the first place. But it also made my dick harder than steel.

It was a confusing blend of emotions to be dealing with at six in the morning, is what I'm saying.

Anyway, it was only once I got out of the shower that I realized that in my haste to seclude myself from Kara, I had neglected to grab any clothes for myself whatsoever. With a sigh, I wrapped my towel around my waist, doing my best to prevent it from tenting, then walked through the only door between me and Supergirl.

What I found on the other side was like something out of an idle daydream. Kara had gone to the other side of my studio apartment and, dressed in full Supergirl attire, was cooking eggs and bacon on my stove. Well, almost full attire: when she heard me coming out of the bathroom she looked over her shoulder at me and 'accidentally' twirled in place enough for me to see that she was still pantiless.

"Hey," she said, "I thought that since I kept you up last night, and woke you up a bit early, it'd only be fair for me to cook breakfast for you. I hope you like eggs and bacon!"

"Um, yeah, sounds great," I said, heading over to my dresser to grab some clothes.

Before I could reach it though, Kara raced around my kitchen area in a red-blue blur. In less than two seconds she had plated the breakfast and put it on the small dining table I usually ate from.

"Come on, come on!" she urged excitedly, flying over to me and taking my hand, "Eat while it's hot!"

"Can't I put on some pants first?" I asked.

To my surprise, she let go of my hand with a blush and said, "Of course, yes. Um, go ahead. Do you want me to turn around while you..."

I shrugged, "If you want, though you kinda already saw everything last night."

As I got dressed in khakis and a collared shirt, I couldn't help but feel Kara's eyes roaming over me. Even while watching me though, she had a worried look on her face.

"Listen Charlie, I... I'm sorry," she said. Before I could ask her why, she continued, "For being so intense. I just... you're the first guy, human or otherwise, I really felt this way about and... well, I want to make you happy, but I get that I'm scaring you..."

"You're not scaring me," I said.

"I know you're lying," she said softly, "Your heartbeat's been erratic since you went to take your shower."

I sighed, "Okay, fine, yeah I'm pretty freaked out. But this is all so new to me too. I mean, I've had a couple girlfriends in the past, but I never got more than a blowjob from them, and none of them had superpowers, let alone ones on your level. And... yeah, it's intimidating, and I don't really know how to handle this. Hell, you're standing in front of me and I'm still having a hard time believing you'd even like someone like me."

"But I do!" she exclaimed, "More than like, even, I love you!"

I blinked, "Whoa... okay, that's... that's moving pretty fast, don't you think?"

"Yeah, it is," she admitted, "But I don't want to lie to you about how I feel either. I know it's borderline insane to fall for someone so quickly, but... I don't know, it feels like I was meant to be with you, in any way I can. Any way you want me to be. Whether as a friend, or a lover, or... more. Or even less. Whatever you want."

By the end of her spiel, Kara's eyes were watering, and she was looking at me like a lost puppy. It made me just want to hug her and tell her everything would be okay. So against my better judgement, I did just that.

As she leaned into my embrace, I told her, "It seems like we're both kind of lost about how to deal with this. But I do like you Kara, even though you've been coming on a bit strong. So... yeah, I want to try and make this work. Make us work."

She sniffled and looked up at me, "Thank you Charlie. I'll... I'll try to tone it down, and not rush things as much."

"That'd help," I said with a chuckle, "Now, how about that breakfast? It's probably cooled off enough by now, don't you think?"

Kara's face lit up at that, and once again she excitedly pulled me over to the table, this time with no objection from me. Once I sat down, I noticed that she only made enough food for me.

"Aren't you hungry?" I asked as I began to eat.

"I'm meeting a friend for brunch later," she told me, "Although I wouldn't object to a snack to tide me over."

I raised a brow at this, and in response she slipped below the table and began unfastening my pants.

"Hey, what happened to 'not rushing things as much'?" I asked.

"We had actual sex last night, so personally I'd consider this a step down. Besides, I couldn't miss the erection you've had all morning. Don't you want it relieved?"

I smirked, "Like I'm going to reject a blowjob from Supergirl."

With a smile, she finished undoing my pants and fished out my cock. As I continued to eat, Kara wrapped her mouth around my dick and began sucking. It was pretty clear from the slow pace and the occasional gagging that she was inexperienced in cock-sucking, but her mouth still felt divine, and she more than made up for her lack of technique with passion. Eventually I stopped eating and just leaned back, resting my hand on top of her head and stroking her soft blonde hair with my thumb. This encouraged her to go faster, and before either of us knew it, I unloaded into her mouth, and she did her best to suck out as much of my cum as possible.

I was shocked when she pulled back and, without hesitation, swallowed my entire load, even going back in to clean off my dick with her mouth afterwards. I resumed eating around this point, and by the time she had fixed my pants and came back up from under the table, I was placing the last slice of bacon into my mouth.

"Was the food good?" Kara asked. When I nodded, she continued, "And the, um... the blowjob?"

I swallowed, then said, "Great. Thanks."

"I could do it every morning, if you want," she offered.

"Let me think about it," I told her, "I might actually want to eat with you on a day where you don't have any plans."

I frowned, "Speaking of, I probably need to finish getting ready for work."

"And I should probably do at least a bit of patrolling to make up for the time I spent with you," she said, "Plus, it'll give us both time to think about how we want to go about our relationship."

Kara gave me a kiss on the cheek, then made her way to the window she entered the night before and opened it. As she began to climb out, I saw that she was forgetting something.

"Wait, your panties!" I shouted, pointing to the red garment still sitting on the floor.

"I'll pick them up tonight," she said, looking over her shoulder at me with a naughty smirk, "Keep them safe for me until then, okay?"

I nodded, and her grin widened as she lifted her skirt again to give me one last glimpse of her pert ass of steel. Then she launched herself from the window and flew away. It was only once she was gone that I realized that I never really even saw her naked, since she hadn't taken off her costume other than the panties and boots the whole time she was here.

It didn't bother me too much though. After all, there'd be plenty more opportunities to come. Pun very much intended.