wxttybanter:

  ” i remember those scenes. you always cover my eyes. “

   atlee has a faint understanding of what people do when the lights go out,
   as they probably aren’t drawing or anything like that. but they always get
   cut off before anything really happens. she rests her head upon karen’s chest
   and thinks for a second, still holding onto her waist as if she’d float away if
   she didn’t have a firm grip.

   ” i mean….if you want to. or we can order food. but you still have to change.“

   atlee looks back up into karen’s eyes, smiling as earnestly as she can. it helps
   being utterly transparent, especially with her personality. they share things that
   normal ‘couples’ probably wouldn’t. they share similarities, they compliment one
   another like nobody else does. it’s obvious what karen’s alluding to, but—they’re
   both nervous and rightfully so. maybe it would be best if they slowed down.

   but then she thinks for a moment about the feelings she has for her. what it would
   be like to see this woman without any clothes on but without the restrictions of a
   simple friendship. they could do what they’ve each always wanted to do for so long
   she can’t rush it if karen isn’t interested in going the extra mile though, especially
   since they just…’got together’ a few seconds ago. so she sits for a moment and thinks.

   ” i mean….we don’t have to if you don’t think we’re ready. i would enjoy it…i think you
   would have to show me how things work, but…i don’t know. being this close to you just
   feels right to me. like i was meant to be here like this. i trust you a lot and i know that
   if it does happen, it’ll be amazing. but we don’t have to do that yet. we can just lay down
   and watch movies again. i just like being around you—-so it really doesn’t matter to me. “

   atlee rests her head against the crook of karen’s neck, softened lips tracing over
   kryptonian skin listlessly. she still hasn’t gotten changed either. the clothes are set
   out on the bed, but—-well, you know. they got distracted. leaning back, she levels
   her eyes with karen’s, hand slipping from her chest to her back instead. shrugging
   her shoulders, she offers another smile.

   ” i don’t want to stay in this thing….it’s starting to chaff.  “

      a little known fact by others, including atlee, is karen’s embarrassingly high libido. seldom does it ever pose a problem but here, with a woman who has admittedly visited her dreams in ways that are far from innocent, it threatens to cloud her judgment. each take metaphorical baby steps towards one another and this blossoming … thing they have. heart pounding strong in her chest, a hand ascends to bring atlee’s head just a bit more firmly against her chest. it isn’t to smother the girl with her chest, though. on the contrary, the kryptonian wants the gifted and naive young woman to hear that accelerated heartbeat. to make all these swelling emotions tangible and familiar. “ can you hear it? ” karen asks softly. “ that’s you, making my heart pump faster and faster. it’s a good thing. i’m willing to bet you’re feeling it, too. ”

      without warning, karen is gone and behind atlee in a fraction of a moment, arms looping around her waist. “ let’s get you out of that outfit now. even though it does look good on you. ” gentle kisses are placed upon the crook of the shorter girl’s neck, trailing up slowly. simultaneously, kara brings fingers up to pinch at the zipper of atlee’s costume. slowly and with care does she draw it down, lips pushing a bit stronger against the girl’s skin. there have been countless nights in which karen has awoken in a stir, and many of them have been of moments like this. she’s always denied herself these feelings and desires for fear of them being unrequited. concerned that this side of her may drive away the closest and most important person in her life. 

            “ don’t hesitate to tell me to stop, or keep going. ”

      karen wants atlee to feel it; she wants her to become familiar with that heat and intensity. she wants the other to know what she desires, and to express it, or perhaps even pursue it if at all possible.