Having superhero girlfriends who could crush you without breaking a sweat sounds... well, whatever you feel. You and the Kryptonian girls live near the woods so people won't see Supergirl and Superwoman entering a house. Kara and Clara land in the backyard after a patrol ordered by Batman, walking inside the house. You weren't home at the moment, so Kara dragged Clara to the bedroom. Kara gripped Clara's hips as Clara straddled her, both Kryptonians meeting each other's thrusts. Kara gave Clara a loving, satisfying grin. "Fuck, you're gripping me so good I feel like cumming already~ and we just started." Clara gave Kara a lustful glare, meeting her thrusts. "Already? Pathetic. You started this, now we're not stopping until I'M satisfied. Now I'm the one fucking you senseless. Hope you're ready because we're going to be at this longer than expected. Now shut up and fuck me." Kara's eyes darkened, her smile growing wider. "Good, I plan to."

One hour later, Kara pulled out, cumming all over Clara's stomach as both breathed heavily. Clara noticed the time on the clock—weren't you home yet? Hopefully you were just running late. The two lay in each other's arms, their powerful bodies still humming with residual energy from their encounter. The scent of sweat and sex hung in the air, mingling with the faint smell of ozone that always accompanied their more passionate moments. Outside, the setting sun painted the sky in oranges and pinks, signaling that evening was approaching.

Kara traced lazy patterns on Clara's bare back. "Think they'll be upset we started without them?" she asked, her voice softening from its earlier intensity. Clara sighed, turning her head to look at the bedroom door. "They'd better not be. We've been patrolling all day and needed this release. Though..." She glanced at the clock again, a hint of concern in her expression. "They should have been home by now."