A/N: Hi

Slow, calm breaths tickled her skin as fingers lightly trailed down her back. Cat Grant was in heaven and the super woman before her was god.

"Say it." The blonde hissed, one hand shot up to Cat's jaw and held her fast – a threat.

"I worship you." She admitted with no hesitance. She gazed into deep pools rippling with power. A power that Cat knew she would never taste save for in the coppery tang of her own blood. Power she would never wield except for in these games of submission with her owner.

She knew exactly why Kara asked this of her. It gave them both a powergasm. In these moments, Cat understood the kryptonian better than anyone but Kara herself.

"Why?" Kara asked. Her grip loosened as she stared Cat down, but just behind those glasses, normally crystal blue eyes slowly developed a red tint – another threat – mere inches away from Cat's own.

As soon as she defused one bomb, she stumbled across another. A battlefield upon which she was sure to die, if not for the mercy of her war goddess.

"The reasons are numerous, Kara Zor-El. And you are all of them."

Kara laughed at the turn of phrase and Cat added another reason to the list.

"Don't be smug, kitty." She said with much amusement. "Tell me."

While originally, she'd despised the term, Cat found she loved the quiet moments when Kara would practically purr the word, a foreign accent on the tip of her tongue. It made her wonder if perhaps it had a different meaning in Kara's native language, or perhaps it was such a foreign word, that she struggled to pronounce it. Either way, it was close to the top of the list.

The impatient raise of a brow brought her back to the current moment.

"Because you are beautiful." She breathed. "Breathtaking. Frightening. Powerful." She practically moaned the last word. Kara's smirk grew and spoke volumes on their shared addiction. "You are hidden, controlled, and in so much pain it threatens to overwhelm you daily."

They were standing up against one of the small tables along the wall of Cat's office and her thigh was wrapped around Kara's waist. Both of her hands were on the table as she had not been given permission to touch.

"Kitty…" Kara whispered, heavily accented this time. Her red eyes flickered and dimmed but never wavered as they stared into Cats own pools of lust and adoration. Her hand lowered to the table and tangled their fingers gently.

Cat knew she held such power over the superwoman in these moments. The power to shatter her (and by proxy Earth) with a harsh word.

Or,

The power to intoxicate Kara with exactly what she needed.

Her choice was obvious.

She was well aware that her desire to indulge Kara's hedonistic, power-driven urges could leave her begging for pain, pleasure, or just the chance to kiss her cheek. She'd do it. In fact….

"I would do anything for you." She breathed, returning the power Supergirl had allowed her to hold for just a moment or two.

"Then do it." Kara ordered as her eyes faded to blue. Her voice didn't crack, but it wasn't her typical stern tone. "Eat."

Hungrily, Cat drooped to her knees and pushed Kara's tight skirt up perfect hips. For once, Kara had come in dressed like a professional. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a French bun making those typically soft features stern and intent. Her outfit consisted of a tight blouse and black pencil skirt, Cat's wettest nightmare. The moment Kara walked in she had been unable to focus on anything else. It wasn't until the super woman sent her a reminder, that Cat even managed to inhale properly:

(Why have your lungs stopped moving? Take a deep breath.)

"Eat. Now." Kara growled and Cat obeyed. Gently, she kissed sugar coated lips and moaned at the taste before dipping her tongue in deeper.

This was the first time she'd gotten to see such treasure (perhaps the first time anyone had seen it?) and for Kara to be so painfully swollen and dripping for her? She gripped immovable thighs and did her best to make them tremble.

"Oh you smell so good, mistress." She moaned aloud and Kara answered in kind. Cat shuddered and placed her hands on the ground for balance as she craned her neck upwards and eagerly reached out again with her tongue. The moment their eyes connected, they were lost. Kara's cry resonated through her chest and traveled straight to her neglected clit.

"You're such a good little..." Kara moaned as her thighs began to quake. One leg lifted to rest on the table and she spread herself for the cat lapping at her thighs.

How lucky was she?

Suddenly Kara laughed, though it's usual enthusiasm was tinged with pleasure and exasperation.

"Of course." She said and pulled away from Cat, moving them so she could sit on the woman's desk. "My sister is calling me. There's an emergency of some sort it seems." She smirked and motioned for Cat to kneel. "If you want me to help them, you better make it worth my time. If they die, then I am free of duty." She exhaled as a tongue parted her lips once more and pulled Cat closer, deeper. "And free to enjoy this pretty little mouth of yours all damn day."

It was their first interruption, the first time Kara had threatened to let people die based on Cat's performance. She chose to forgo her casual tasting and went straight for the button tickling her nose. It was bigger than most and Cat couldn't help but wonder how it would feel sliding against her. It wasn't big enough to slip inside, but she was certain she would feel the nub worming against her entrance. Her mouth opened and she caressed the organ with her tongue.

"Yes! Just like that." Kara moaned and began jogging her hips. "Look at me!" she commanded. Cat's tongue flattened and she allowed Kara to glide her clit over the slick muscle while her eyes remained on blue orbs. Distantly she wondered if she would be crushed underneath her. A different kind of martyr but there are worse ways to go. Kara's moans increased in pitch and speed before she shouted her satisfaction. "Oh Rao, kitty." She moaned in what sounded like another language and slowly lowered her leg. She held Cat between her thighs and gently stroked the blonde hair.

"Do you like it down there?" She asked knowingly. Cat nodded, her tongue gently rubbing Kara's clit.

"Suck." Kara ordered. To her surprise, Cat made no move of concern for the people she was meant to be saving. Immediately her lips formed a suction around Kara's clit and the super woman had to grab the table lest she rip out hair. It was the pleasant shock of Cat's flawless obedience and clear green eyes that had her thighs trembling as she came once more.

She stepped away from her servant and shuddered as she tried to compose herself. "You did extremely well, Cat. I will return to you. Feel free to go home or stay here or whatever." She said and flew from the balcony.

"Where have you been?" Alex shouted as Kara flew overhead.

And already she was regretting leaving Catco. "I have a life you know." She answered in a bored tone and began attacking the large lizardlike alien. The fight was a short one as Kara had little desire to 'do battle'. Though, it was hard work refraining from causing injury to the low level criminal.

"Hey!" Alex shouted as Kara walked away.

She sighed and resisted the urge to comment on the aggravating excessiveness of shouting at her when she could hear a specific heartbeat from miles away.

"What's up with you lately? You were late and you're sassier than I remember. Plus you were kind of brutal today. You haven't come into contact with any red kryptonite have you? You know what happened the last time." Alex asked from behind her.

Kara's jaw flexed and her eyes flashed with tempered rage. The desire to whip around, eyes rad and simply roar at everyone in the vicinity shot through her like lightening. She knew she'd be loaded with kryptonite in an instance, but it would be worth it to see true fear on her 'sister's' face.

You are hidden, controlled and in so much pain it threatens to overwhelm you daily.

With a quick exhale, she schooled her expression and turned around.

"Just tired." She said with a shrug and smile. "Working two jobs will do that to you. Especially when Ms. Grant is grumpier than space dad."

"Want me to punch her?"

Kara's laugh erupted from her throat and she slapped a hand over her mouth to cover the near sonic boom of a sound. The absurdity of the statement caught her unawares.

"As if you'd survive that." Not only would she literally kill Alex, but Cat would verbally grind her to bits before the first punch was even thrown.

"You're right." Alex said with a grimace as. "She'd have me outed as unworthy of the air I breathe."

"You are." Kara hummed. "Am I free to go now, doctor, or will you be prescribing me enough tranquilizers to kill an elephant?"

Alex rolled her eyes, "Get out of here. Go save a baby from a tree or something."

"Why would a baby be in a tree?"

"Shut up."

A/N: :)