The Lemon of Lemons: Female X Male Reader Smut (Possible Requests)

Girl of Steel (Supergirl)

Out of everything Y/n could've think would happen in life, he certainly didn't expect to find himself in a relationship with Kara, a blonde, alien superhero better known as Supergirl. Supporting her was his commitment, although it often pained him to watch her in peril. From the safety of their home, Y/n would anxiously observe her battles on TV, feeling a mix of pride and helplessness.

The uncertainty of her condition after each confrontation weighed heavily on him. Sometimes Kara would return unharmed, other times she would bear the scars of battle. Y/n's inability to fight alongside her was a source of frustration, but he found ways to contribute, understanding that his role was different but no less important.

At home, Y/n took on the tasks that grounded their life together, from cooking and cleaning to providing emotional support and comfort. This was his way of being her hero, ensuring that, off the battlefield, Kara had a sanctuary and a partner who would do anything to ease her burdens.

Y/n's gaze was fixed on the television, where Kara, as Supergirl, was locked in a fierce battle with Banshee and Livewire. He watched intently as Kara, with a swift move, grabbed Livewire and spun her around before hurling her into a building, then promptly zooming after her. The camera then cut back to the reporter at the scene, leaving Y/n in suspense.

Beside him on the couch, his Doberman, Ace, lay with his head resting in Y/n's lap. "Hopefully, she'll come back with fewer injuries than last time," Y/n muttered, more to himself than to Ace, who responded with a gentle huff.

Seeking a distraction, Y/n rose from the couch and headed to the bedroom. There, he sat down at the computer, hoping to immerse himself in his college essay. The tranquility of living in a house, as opposed to a dorm, wasn't lost on him. He knew such a lifestyle was beyond his means, but he often recalled Kara's comments about Batman's unexpected generosity. It seemed that the caped crusader had a softer side, at least according to Kara.

As Y/n delved deeper into his essay, time seemed to blur. However, he soon hit a mental roadblock, unable to figure out how to proceed. His focus was abruptly broken by the sound of the front door opening. The familiar clatter of Ace's nails on the hardwood floor echoed as the Doberman excitedly dashed off the couch to greet the newcomer.

"Hey buddy, I missed you so much," Kara's voice filled the room, her affection for Ace evident. Hearing this, Y/n rose from his desk and walked towards the entrance to welcome Kara home.

As soon as Y/n saw Kara, he immediately checked her over for any signs of injury. She had swapped her Supergirl costume for casual attire, wearing a light blue sweater that snugly fit her frame and tight blue skinny jeans, likely changed into before coming home.

"Are you okay?" Y/n asked with concern.

Kara smiled reassuringly, "I'm fine, Y/n," she replied, wrapping her arms around his neck and planting a quick kiss on his lips. "Just a bit of ringing in my ears. Banshee was relentless with her screams today. Still, it's not as intense as Black Canary's." She then released him and made her way to the kitchen, placing her things on the counter and rummaging through a cabinet.

Turning back to Y/n, she inquired, "How was your day? Did you finish that essay for Mr. Rose's class?"

Y/n couldn't help but groan at the reminder. "I've hit a bit of a wall, and it's due in just two days."

Meanwhile, Kara fetched a jar of dog treats from the cabinet. Ace's tail began to wag in excitement as she pulled out a few treats for him.

"Maybe you should ask Mr. Rose for an extension," Kara suggested, casually tossing a treat into the air for Ace, who skillfully caught it.

Y/n was skeptical. "I doubt it. No professor is that lenient."

Kara, giving Ace another treat as he obediently shook her hand, responded, "Not everyone is self-serving or unkind, you know."