Broken Hearts (SuperCorp)

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Authors Note:

This is just going to be a smut chapter for all you dirty minded readers. You can skip it if that's not your thing. If there are details that need read I'll repeat them in the next chapter. Also comment and let me know what you think. Probably going to wrapping this story up soon. I got a great idea off IFunny for a Supercorp AU so that will be my next story. Anyways back to the story.

When we stop outside of Lena's building she has to hurriedly pull her skirt back down and I have to fix my hair. It was a really intense make-out session that would have been very embarrassing if it had taken just a few more minutes to drive and Dave found us in the middle of something else. I am still pulling my hair back when Dave opens Lena's door and holds out a hand to help her. I think I catch a knowing glint in his eye but his demeanor remains unchanged from his usual serious self.

Lena twines her fingers in mine and pulls me towards the door. Her doorman opens it for us and we step into the elevator. The keyhole is missing that used to be there and is replaced with an eye scanner.

"Wow, high-tech," I say.

"Well, I had to up the security since the break-in. By the way, it will work for you also, same for the emergency stair and the balcony doors." She scans her own eye and the elevator begins moving.

"Should I be worried that you somehow got my retinal scan?" I ask.

"Don't worry. I got them from your sister. She has access also for emergencies. Now can we stop talking about eyes." Lena turns back to me and grabs both my hands.

She has to look up at me even in her heels. Her lips are just a breath away and I nod. Then she lifts her weight further up to her toes and meets my lips. I back her up to the wall of the elevator. I can feel the floor pushing against my feet as we rise. With ease, I lift Lena from the ground and she wraps her legs around me. She must have turned the ring off before we left the car because she feels so fragile to me.

I can feel Lena's hands tangled in my hair. My hands slide from under her thighs to under her shirt. Lena's skin feels searing hot under my fingers. She parts from me to take a breath but I continue under her jaw, my teeth grazing the skin as I work towards the hollow of her neck. I grip her thighs again to move her higher up the wall. I can hear Lena's heart thudding in her chest. I pull away for just a moment.

"You should turn the ring on. I don't want to hurt you."

"Not yet." Lena pulls my lips back to hers.

The elevator dings open and I carry her through the apartment. It was nice having my powers for this. Everything was so sharp and I was so attuned to Lena's body. Every touch brought a new reaction. Making it to Lena's bedroom was easy. We both shed our outerwear on the way, shoes were kicked off. Lena pulled my hair out of its ponytail and removed my glasses, I hear them clatter to the floor. I can tell she wants to get my clothes off as much as I want to take her's off but she made the mistake of not turning on the ring.

I put her on the bed and can feel her tugging at my shirt but I pull her hands away and hold them both in one of mine. She makes a sound of protest but I ignore it. I lift her own shirt up over her head, only releasing her hands long enough to remove it. I try to remove her bra but become so frustrated that I break the catch in the back and both the straps so it just falls off her. Her breath quickens at my show of strength and I can feel the heat between her legs on my stomach.

Instead of trying to undo her skirt I just rip it off entirely. Lena's hands are still trapped in mine, pinned above her head. I rip her lacy panties off too and she lays completely exposed beneath me. Lena's cheeks are flushed with alcohol and anticipation. I force myself to slow down and be careful.