Through the Looking Glass, part 7/final
Through the Looking Glass, part 7/final
Here is the final part (i.e. part 7) of my recent fic.
Rated NC-17. Supergirl (CW)/Arrow (CW), Kara Danvers/Oliver Queen.
Author's note: Okay, this part is not for safe for the kids. Here there be sex and all that adult stuff (my beta suggested an R rating for this part, but it is not appropriate for minors). You were warned. :)
This fic is probably closer to R rather than NC-17/E where sex is concerned, but I tend to prefer to warn more rather than less since it lets everyone avoid what might offend them.
The morning's sunlight was streaming into the room and lighting up the objects it touched, firing them into new colors.
It was the end of Oliver and Kara's first week back on Earth -they had spent the first few days reassuring everyone they were fine and dealing with the emergencies that had come up while they were away. Kara had discovered that being acting co-CEO of a major corporation meant that sudden absences were amply paid for down the road: it had been bad enough that Oliver had begun to discuss the possibility of hiring someone to be her assistant (which wasn't a bad idea, in Kara's opinion, since her current job description went much beyond the usual assistant's workload). They had also shared the details of their time in space with Diggle and Felicity, who had had no end of questions.
After a few days spent catching up however, they had kept their promise to themselves and had taken a day off.
It was a day to put everything else aside in order to spend time just being together.
It was a new feeling for Oliver, this happiness -something he sometimes wondered whether he deserved, given the life he had led. He was however determined not to let his doubts and fears take over and ruin things.
Pushing any sad thoughts firmly off to the side, he turned his head towards Kara. This morning they had elected to sleep in, but Oliver wasn't sleeping. She was still asleep, her face and body turned away from him and her hair streaming on the pillow between them. Reaching out, he rolled a blond strand around his finger, then moved over to her side of the bed to wrap his arm around her as she sighed in her sleep.
He closed his eyes, thinking on what the future might hold. They weren't happy thoughts. He felt Kara stir as she awoke and turned towards him, burying her face in his chest.
“I can hear you thinking and they'd better not be bad thoughts.” She said with some humor as she put her arms around him.
He smiled. “Sorry. It's a bad habit of mine.” He said, kissing her forehead. “Go back to sleep -I'm sorry I woke you.”
She shook her head, ”You didn't. I just know you, so I know what you were probably doing instead of just enjoying the warm sunlight and the quiet and the fact that no one needs us to do anything.”
She raised her head to face him and smiled. “I'm awake now, anyways,” she said, and kissed him.
As things usually did with them, the kiss soon deepened to become something more than what it had started out being. He grinned as she pushed him onto his back, coming to lie on top of him.
“Are you still thinking?” She asked, laughing. He shook his head, still smiling, “Not about anything other than you,” he said, and they kissed once more.
He lost himself in her kiss, in the feel of her against him, caressing him. In the feeling of completion that came over him every time he realized that he was not alone -that someone truly saw him and loved him anyway.
It was a haze of *want* and *need* as she sat up and knelt astride him. They both gasped as she lowered herself slowly, so slowly, onto his cock, then began to move. She smiled at him and looked in to his eyes.
I think I could fall in love with you, he thought as he looked up at her sweet face. He watched as she moved on him, and reached out to caress her breasts, enjoying her sounds of pleasure. Suddenly he grasped her waist and rolled them around to wind up on top of her.
He sped up his pace briefly as she smiled up at him, then slowed to more leisurely movements. He lost himself in her eyes as he moved slowly, languorously. He wanted to savor each moment, but all too soon he found himself burying his face in her neck as he came.
He rolled to his side and she cuddled into him as he idly stroked her back. To his mind, most people had a lot of beliefs that were wrong about sex: it wasn’t a competition where someone should keep score. It also wasn’t something you could do well by being some kind of magically superior lover -it was something that you figured out with your partner by communicating what you both liked and didn’t like. This was why by now, and despite the fact that they were still learning each other, he knew that sometimes he and Kara were on the same page and followed the same rhythm and came at the same time and sometimes they weren't and didn’t. He knew that Kara enjoyed their sex life -because she’d told him so. He also knew that even though she didn't come, she still found what they had just done pleasurable.
However, given that they had a lot of time on their hands, there was no reason he couldn’t try to return the favor.
He kissed her neck, then her shoulder, then slowly worked his way down to her breasts. She made an appreciative sound in the back of her throat, urging him on. His hand moved down her body, between her legs. He knew she didn’t like direct pressure on her clit but preferred being touched elsewhere -he took his time, bringing her near the peak and then drawing back. Kissing his way down her body he replaced his hand with his mouth and savored her taste and the sounds he drew out of her, the sight and sound of her pleasure incredibly erotic.
When she gasped in orgasm, he helped her ride through it, then moved back to gather her into his arms.
She smiled and tilted her head back in order to look up at him. “Do we have to go back to work tomorrow?” She asked plaintively, and he laughed.
“Yeah, I wish we didn’t. This time with you… I can honestly say this has been the happiest time I can remember.”
She frowned. “Why is that?” She asked, sounding puzzled.
He sighed. “There’s a lot I haven’t told you -a lot I haven’t told *anyone*, actually- about what happened to me during the years I was away. It wasn’t a good time, basically. I saw and did a lot of things, including some things I’m not proud of.”
“Before that, I was basically a pretty selfish person. I don’t think I would have known how to share myself with another person.” He explained.
“What about you?” He asked, “I know you miss your family and that you were brought here by circumstances beyond your control…” He said, his voice trailing off.
Kara smiled. “Yes, that’s true. I really, really miss them. I wish you could meet my sister, Alex -she’d probably give you the third degree.” Oliver laughed, and Kara leaned her cheek against his arm.
“I’d really love to be able to go back, but I don’t know if it’s possible. I wonder if I’ll ever find a way.” She continued, as Oliver held her in silent sympathy. “I do love the life I’ve found here, though. I love my work and I love saving people -helping them. I love us, too. So I guess… I’m not sure I want to go back to live there anymore. I mean, of course I want to see my family. I’m just not completely sure that I want to go back there to stay anymore, because there’s also a lot keeping me here.”
Oliver smiled, and they closed their eyes to enjoy the quiet of the day.
Given how big of a company Queen Industries was and how many things could therefore go wrong, particularly when neither Kara nor Oliver was there to deal with them, Kara had been both surprised and relieved to learn that there had been relatively few consequences to their unexpected absence.
There were however the usual issues to deal with of course, such as the upcoming quarterly review of the company’s pharmaceutical division which Kara was overseeing in conjunction with the heads of that department. This was why, at the end of a long day, she found herself knocking on the door to Oliver’s office in order to run those plans by him.
“Come in.” He called out, and she walked in to find him on the phone. He rolled his eyes and waved her to one of the seats in front of his desk.
“Yes. All right, I’ll see what I can do.” He said, and ended the call. Putting down his phone, he explained, “That was Catherine Jeffreys from the Star City Examiner. Apparently she’s writing some kind of story about the city’s history and founding families and she wanted a quote.” He shrugged.
Kara rolled her eyes, having seen Jeffrey’s gushing coverage of Oliver. “That’s not all she wants, I’d bet,” she said, then winced. “God, listen to me. I sound like a jealous hag.”
Oliver laughed. “Definitely not a hag, but jealous… Okay, that’s a little flattering.” He said with a grin.
Walking around his desk, she swatted his shoulder. “Ha ha.” She said, and placed her documents on his desk. “Here, have a look at the outline for the pharmaceutical division’s review. I added a few items…” Her voice trailed off when, instead of looking at the document, he turned to put his arms around her waist.
“I haven’t gotten to do that all day.” He said, looking up at her with a cheeky grin.
She smiled. “We do have to work for a living, you know.”
“Just one kiss.” He said, and she rolled her eyes.
“Fine.” She said, trying to sound stern and serious but knowing she was failing miserably. Leaning forward, she kissed him softly, then pulled back. “Now let’s get back to work.” She said, her tone all business despite the laughter in her eyes.
He sighed. “Fine. All right, I guess I have no choice.” His words were mournful, but he was smiling as they got back to work.
An hour later, Kara was preparing to leave the office for the day. Oliver was completing some last minute work but was supposed to join her. She smiled as he walked out of his office, briefcase in hand.
“Ready to go?” He asked. She nodded.
As they walked out of their suite of offices they were joined by Diggle, who had arranged for Oliver's car to pick them up. They waited as Diggle stepped away to speak to the car's driver.
Glancing at Diggle and seeing that his attention was still on the driver, she leaned over towards Oliver and kissed him.
“What was that for?” He asked, smiling down at her.
“Oh, I just haven't gotten to do that all day.” She said, and he laughed. At that moment Diggle turned back towards them and gestured them into the car.
“Are you coming to dinner with us?” Kara asked Diggle, and he smiled.
“Sure. Felicity said she was going to meet us there.”
It was to be an informal dinner for their small group: they had agreed to provide each other with regular updates on the situation in the city and elsewhere. In particular, they regularly discussed what they had gleaned regarding the fallout from their recent adventures. This time, they had elected to meet at a quiet restaurant before heading for Verdant.
When they arrived, Felicity was already there, sitting in an isolated booth in a corner. As they were seated, Kara was surprised by Felicity's unhappy expression.
“What's wrong?” She asked, and Felicity winced.
In lieu of reply, Felicity handed her phone to Kara, who looked down at it in confusion. What she saw made her gasp in shock: it was a picture of her kissing Oliver, taken a few minutes earlier as they waited for the car that would bring them here and which had already been posted online.
In silence, she passed the phone to Oliver, who scowled. “It didn't take them long.” He said with disgust as he handed Felicity back her phone.
Seeing Kara's pained expression, he reached out and grasped her hand. “I'm sorry Kara. Are you all right?”
Kara shrugged, “I'll survive, I guess. It's not like it was unexpected.” She squeezed his hand. “I can't say I like it, but I'll survive.”
She turned to Diggle and Felicity. “What's the news on the returned people?” She asked, making sure her voice would not carry. It was unlikely anyone would hear them, but it never hurt to be careful.
Felicity detailed to them the results of her most recent 'digging': their planet's governments still did not know what to make of all the recent claims of alien abductions and were still treating them with (in this case) unfortunate skepticism. Felicity was however hampered by her reluctance to stray too close to any secure government's servers: while she knew she could have gotten in and was pretty confident about her ability to cover her tracks, she hadn't wanted to take the chance when it could lead back to all of them. Kara knew that a message had been sent to several Earth governments by Commander Anders just prior to her leaving Earth's solar system, but they had so far not seen any signs that her efforts were being taken seriously. Diggle's recordings of the exterior of the corps ship had also not proven to be very useful (he had mostly recorded a lot of empty space) and since he had not sent it to anyone by the time Kara and Oliver managed to have a message sent to him and Felicity, they had decided not to use it.
Mostly it appeared the issue was being ignored, or dismissed as implausible.
Their discussion was interrupted by Oliver's phone. When he glanced at it, he winced and turned to look at Kara. “That was my sister, Thea. Apparently my mother wants to meet you.”
Diggle was grinning, just as Felicity coughed rather suspiciously into her napkin.
“How about we leave you two to discuss this?” Diggle said, rising from his chair. “We'll be outside -you can join us when you're done.”
“Ah... That's all right, I guess.” Kara said.
“You coming, Felicity?” Diggle asked, and Felicity shrugged. “Do I have to? It's not every day that I'm right smack in the middle of the city's newest tabloid event.” She said drolly, and Kara smacked her arm.
“Very funny.” Kara said, and Felicity grinned, before departing with Diggle.
Oliver turned to Kara. “Are you sure you're okay with this? I'm sorry this was all so sudden-”
Kara placed a finger on his lips. “I'll be fine. It's not completely unexpected -I'd have to be a real idiot not to have figured something like this would happen. I wasn't expecting it to happen quite like this or quite so soon, but... yeah. I'll survive.”
He nodded, and together they stepped out into the night and the rest of their lives.
Part one is here, part two is here, part three is here, part four is here, part five is here, part six is here.
Links:
These are things I looked up when writing this story and that I found interesting. Mostly I’m having fun looking at all this stuff because I’m a nerd. I also try to get things right when writing.
-The Sales VP’s Success Guide to Quarterly Business Reviews: https://www.insightsquared.com/wp-content/uploads/downloads/2013/10/Sales_VPs_Guide_to_QBRs_v5.5.pdf (Just to have an idea what this is all about.)
-Everything you need to know for your next internal QBR meeting: https://blog.prezi.com/internal-qbr/
Here is the final part (i.e. part 7) of my recent fic.
Rated NC-17. Supergirl (CW)/Arrow (CW), Kara Danvers/Oliver Queen.
Author's note: Okay, this part is not for safe for the kids. Here there be sex and all that adult stuff (my beta suggested an R rating for this part, but it is not appropriate for minors). You were warned. :)
This fic is probably closer to R rather than NC-17/E where sex is concerned, but I tend to prefer to warn more rather than less since it lets everyone avoid what might offend them.
The morning's sunlight was streaming into the room and lighting up the objects it touched, firing them into new colors.
It was the end of Oliver and Kara's first week back on Earth -they had spent the first few days reassuring everyone they were fine and dealing with the emergencies that had come up while they were away. Kara had discovered that being acting co-CEO of a major corporation meant that sudden absences were amply paid for down the road: it had been bad enough that Oliver had begun to discuss the possibility of hiring someone to be her assistant (which wasn't a bad idea, in Kara's opinion, since her current job description went much beyond the usual assistant's workload). They had also shared the details of their time in space with Diggle and Felicity, who had had no end of questions.
After a few days spent catching up however, they had kept their promise to themselves and had taken a day off.
It was a day to put everything else aside in order to spend time just being together.
It was a new feeling for Oliver, this happiness -something he sometimes wondered whether he deserved, given the life he had led. He was however determined not to let his doubts and fears take over and ruin things.
Pushing any sad thoughts firmly off to the side, he turned his head towards Kara. This morning they had elected to sleep in, but Oliver wasn't sleeping. She was still asleep, her face and body turned away from him and her hair streaming on the pillow between them. Reaching out, he rolled a blond strand around his finger, then moved over to her side of the bed to wrap his arm around her as she sighed in her sleep.
He closed his eyes, thinking on what the future might hold. They weren't happy thoughts. He felt Kara stir as she awoke and turned towards him, burying her face in his chest.
“I can hear you thinking and they'd better not be bad thoughts.” She said with some humor as she put her arms around him.
He smiled. “Sorry. It's a bad habit of mine.” He said, kissing her forehead. “Go back to sleep -I'm sorry I woke you.”
She shook her head, ”You didn't. I just know you, so I know what you were probably doing instead of just enjoying the warm sunlight and the quiet and the fact that no one needs us to do anything.”
She raised her head to face him and smiled. “I'm awake now, anyways,” she said, and kissed him.
As things usually did with them, the kiss soon deepened to become something more than what it had started out being. He grinned as she pushed him onto his back, coming to lie on top of him.
“Are you still thinking?” She asked, laughing. He shook his head, still smiling, “Not about anything other than you,” he said, and they kissed once more.
He lost himself in her kiss, in the feel of her against him, caressing him. In the feeling of completion that came over him every time he realized that he was not alone -that someone truly saw him and loved him anyway.
It was a haze of *want* and *need* as she sat up and knelt astride him. They both gasped as she lowered herself slowly, so slowly, onto his cock, then began to move. She smiled at him and looked in to his eyes.
I think I could fall in love with you, he thought as he looked up at her sweet face. He watched as she moved on him, and reached out to caress her breasts, enjoying her sounds of pleasure. Suddenly he grasped her waist and rolled them around to wind up on top of her.
He sped up his pace briefly as she smiled up at him, then slowed to more leisurely movements. He lost himself in her eyes as he moved slowly, languorously. He wanted to savor each moment, but all too soon he found himself burying his face in her neck as he came.
He rolled to his side and she cuddled into him as he idly stroked her back. To his mind, most people had a lot of beliefs that were wrong about sex: it wasn’t a competition where someone should keep score. It also wasn’t something you could do well by being some kind of magically superior lover -it was something that you figured out with your partner by communicating what you both liked and didn’t like. This was why by now, and despite the fact that they were still learning each other, he knew that sometimes he and Kara were on the same page and followed the same rhythm and came at the same time and sometimes they weren't and didn’t. He knew that Kara enjoyed their sex life -because she’d told him so. He also knew that even though she didn't come, she still found what they had just done pleasurable.
However, given that they had a lot of time on their hands, there was no reason he couldn’t try to return the favor.
He kissed her neck, then her shoulder, then slowly worked his way down to her breasts. She made an appreciative sound in the back of her throat, urging him on. His hand moved down her body, between her legs. He knew she didn’t like direct pressure on her clit but preferred being touched elsewhere -he took his time, bringing her near the peak and then drawing back. Kissing his way down her body he replaced his hand with his mouth and savored her taste and the sounds he drew out of her, the sight and sound of her pleasure incredibly erotic.
When she gasped in orgasm, he helped her ride through it, then moved back to gather her into his arms.
She smiled and tilted her head back in order to look up at him. “Do we have to go back to work tomorrow?” She asked plaintively, and he laughed.
“Yeah, I wish we didn’t. This time with you… I can honestly say this has been the happiest time I can remember.”
She frowned. “Why is that?” She asked, sounding puzzled.
He sighed. “There’s a lot I haven’t told you -a lot I haven’t told *anyone*, actually- about what happened to me during the years I was away. It wasn’t a good time, basically. I saw and did a lot of things, including some things I’m not proud of.”
“Before that, I was basically a pretty selfish person. I don’t think I would have known how to share myself with another person.” He explained.
“What about you?” He asked, “I know you miss your family and that you were brought here by circumstances beyond your control…” He said, his voice trailing off.
Kara smiled. “Yes, that’s true. I really, really miss them. I wish you could meet my sister, Alex -she’d probably give you the third degree.” Oliver laughed, and Kara leaned her cheek against his arm.
“I’d really love to be able to go back, but I don’t know if it’s possible. I wonder if I’ll ever find a way.” She continued, as Oliver held her in silent sympathy. “I do love the life I’ve found here, though. I love my work and I love saving people -helping them. I love us, too. So I guess… I’m not sure I want to go back to live there anymore. I mean, of course I want to see my family. I’m just not completely sure that I want to go back there to stay anymore, because there’s also a lot keeping me here.”
Oliver smiled, and they closed their eyes to enjoy the quiet of the day.
Given how big of a company Queen Industries was and how many things could therefore go wrong, particularly when neither Kara nor Oliver was there to deal with them, Kara had been both surprised and relieved to learn that there had been relatively few consequences to their unexpected absence.
There were however the usual issues to deal with of course, such as the upcoming quarterly review of the company’s pharmaceutical division which Kara was overseeing in conjunction with the heads of that department. This was why, at the end of a long day, she found herself knocking on the door to Oliver’s office in order to run those plans by him.
“Come in.” He called out, and she walked in to find him on the phone. He rolled his eyes and waved her to one of the seats in front of his desk.
“Yes. All right, I’ll see what I can do.” He said, and ended the call. Putting down his phone, he explained, “That was Catherine Jeffreys from the Star City Examiner. Apparently she’s writing some kind of story about the city’s history and founding families and she wanted a quote.” He shrugged.
Kara rolled her eyes, having seen Jeffrey’s gushing coverage of Oliver. “That’s not all she wants, I’d bet,” she said, then winced. “God, listen to me. I sound like a jealous hag.”
Oliver laughed. “Definitely not a hag, but jealous… Okay, that’s a little flattering.” He said with a grin.
Walking around his desk, she swatted his shoulder. “Ha ha.” She said, and placed her documents on his desk. “Here, have a look at the outline for the pharmaceutical division’s review. I added a few items…” Her voice trailed off when, instead of looking at the document, he turned to put his arms around her waist.
“I haven’t gotten to do that all day.” He said, looking up at her with a cheeky grin.
She smiled. “We do have to work for a living, you know.”
“Just one kiss.” He said, and she rolled her eyes.
“Fine.” She said, trying to sound stern and serious but knowing she was failing miserably. Leaning forward, she kissed him softly, then pulled back. “Now let’s get back to work.” She said, her tone all business despite the laughter in her eyes.
He sighed. “Fine. All right, I guess I have no choice.” His words were mournful, but he was smiling as they got back to work.
An hour later, Kara was preparing to leave the office for the day. Oliver was completing some last minute work but was supposed to join her. She smiled as he walked out of his office, briefcase in hand.
“Ready to go?” He asked. She nodded.
As they walked out of their suite of offices they were joined by Diggle, who had arranged for Oliver's car to pick them up. They waited as Diggle stepped away to speak to the car's driver.
Glancing at Diggle and seeing that his attention was still on the driver, she leaned over towards Oliver and kissed him.
“What was that for?” He asked, smiling down at her.
“Oh, I just haven't gotten to do that all day.” She said, and he laughed. At that moment Diggle turned back towards them and gestured them into the car.
“Are you coming to dinner with us?” Kara asked Diggle, and he smiled.
“Sure. Felicity said she was going to meet us there.”
It was to be an informal dinner for their small group: they had agreed to provide each other with regular updates on the situation in the city and elsewhere. In particular, they regularly discussed what they had gleaned regarding the fallout from their recent adventures. This time, they had elected to meet at a quiet restaurant before heading for Verdant.
When they arrived, Felicity was already there, sitting in an isolated booth in a corner. As they were seated, Kara was surprised by Felicity's unhappy expression.
“What's wrong?” She asked, and Felicity winced.
In lieu of reply, Felicity handed her phone to Kara, who looked down at it in confusion. What she saw made her gasp in shock: it was a picture of her kissing Oliver, taken a few minutes earlier as they waited for the car that would bring them here and which had already been posted online.
In silence, she passed the phone to Oliver, who scowled. “It didn't take them long.” He said with disgust as he handed Felicity back her phone.
Seeing Kara's pained expression, he reached out and grasped her hand. “I'm sorry Kara. Are you all right?”
Kara shrugged, “I'll survive, I guess. It's not like it was unexpected.” She squeezed his hand. “I can't say I like it, but I'll survive.”
She turned to Diggle and Felicity. “What's the news on the returned people?” She asked, making sure her voice would not carry. It was unlikely anyone would hear them, but it never hurt to be careful.
Felicity detailed to them the results of her most recent 'digging': their planet's governments still did not know what to make of all the recent claims of alien abductions and were still treating them with (in this case) unfortunate skepticism. Felicity was however hampered by her reluctance to stray too close to any secure government's servers: while she knew she could have gotten in and was pretty confident about her ability to cover her tracks, she hadn't wanted to take the chance when it could lead back to all of them. Kara knew that a message had been sent to several Earth governments by Commander Anders just prior to her leaving Earth's solar system, but they had so far not seen any signs that her efforts were being taken seriously. Diggle's recordings of the exterior of the corps ship had also not proven to be very useful (he had mostly recorded a lot of empty space) and since he had not sent it to anyone by the time Kara and Oliver managed to have a message sent to him and Felicity, they had decided not to use it.
Mostly it appeared the issue was being ignored, or dismissed as implausible.
Their discussion was interrupted by Oliver's phone. When he glanced at it, he winced and turned to look at Kara. “That was my sister, Thea. Apparently my mother wants to meet you.”
Diggle was grinning, just as Felicity coughed rather suspiciously into her napkin.
“How about we leave you two to discuss this?” Diggle said, rising from his chair. “We'll be outside -you can join us when you're done.”
“Ah... That's all right, I guess.” Kara said.
“You coming, Felicity?” Diggle asked, and Felicity shrugged. “Do I have to? It's not every day that I'm right smack in the middle of the city's newest tabloid event.” She said drolly, and Kara smacked her arm.
“Very funny.” Kara said, and Felicity grinned, before departing with Diggle.
Oliver turned to Kara. “Are you sure you're okay with this? I'm sorry this was all so sudden-”
Kara placed a finger on his lips. “I'll be fine. It's not completely unexpected -I'd have to be a real idiot not to have figured something like this would happen. I wasn't expecting it to happen quite like this or quite so soon, but... yeah. I'll survive.”
He nodded, and together they stepped out into the night and the rest of their lives.
Part one is here, part two is here, part three is here, part four is here, part five is here, part six is here.
Links:
These are things I looked up when writing this story and that I found interesting. Mostly I’m having fun looking at all this stuff because I’m a nerd. I also try to get things right when writing.
-The Sales VP’s Success Guide to Quarterly Business Reviews: https://www.insightsquared.com/wp-content/uploads/downloads/2013/10/Sales_VPs_Guide_to_QBRs_v5.5.pdf (Just to have an idea what this is all about.)
-Everything you need to know for your next internal QBR meeting: https://blog.prezi.com/internal-qbr/