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Part Three: The Valley

Kara was the first one awake the next morning - bright and early at six am. She was up, dressed, and bringing back coffee for Lena and Cat just as Cat's alarm was sounding. They'd all need to be down for breakfast in half an hour to meet Carter and the two youngest Martins.

The time before breakfast would be the only time until that evening the three of them would get to spend alone. With that thought, Kara sat impatiently awaiting the two women to open their bedroom doors. Not surprisingly, the primary bedroom door opened first, with Lena emerging dressed and ready for her day. Kara immediately scrambled to her feet, Lena's coffee in her hand, a smile on her face as she watched Lena freeze just outside her door. She wore a form-fitting dark green dress that went just below her knees. She looked pristine, hair tightly back in a severe bun, with her lips painted a deep burgundy.

"Hi," Kara whispered, her smile beaming but shy. She moved around the couch, her arm outstretched with Lena's coffee. "How'd you sleep?"

Lena swallowed with difficulty, struck with how beautiful Kara looked in her jeans and soft blue cashmere sweater. Kara was standing in front of her, hand still waiting for Lena to accept the coffee. With a start, Lena's brain finally caught up and took the coffee with a smile. "Thank you, Kara. I slept…" Lena offered an awkward laugh. "Well...I slept."

Blush spread on Kara's cheeks and her eyes darted away before meeting Lena's over the lid of the coffee cup. "I'm sorry you didn't sleep well." Then her brows pulled down as her lips twisted worriedly. "It's not because last night-"

Lena was shaking her head to cut her worry off. "It was because last night was a little too…"

"Stimulating," Cat said as she came out of the second guest room, wearing a tight navy, knee-length dress, hair a little disheveled, but makeup perfect.

Kara's face lit up and she rushed - at a quick human pace - to Cat's coffee and back to the woman, holding it out with the same stretching hopefulness she had given Lena. "Cat," Kara said quietly as she passed the coffee over to her. Their eyes met, Kara's smirk so faint as both women thought about Cat's demand over her name.

Cat understood all too well that look on Kara's face - she had regretted nothing and, in fact, was eager for more. Her eyes cut to Lena's, silently asking. Lena only laughed loudly before moving to the kitchen table, getting Kara's brow to furrow.

"What's so funny?" she asked nervously.

Cat took Kara's hand and squeezed it, giving her a flirty smile. "Oh, darling, don't worry. Lena is laughing because she knows that I'm wondering if we could all have a quickie before breakfast."

She watched as Kara's face exploded bright red and a faraway look swam on her face. Cat chuckled darkly, knowing that a quickie would never be enough to quell what she had been feeling, before she was dragging Kara over to the table to join Lena. She kept Kara on her side, but she dropped a heel to the floor to run her toe up under the length of Lena's leg where she could reach, before heading back down. Lena gave her a look and then both she and Cat were looking at Kara.

"So...no regrets?" Lena asked carefully, sipping her coffee to appear more casual than she felt.

Kara's face was still very, very red, but her beaming smile was back and she was shaking her head. "None. You?" she asked, first looking at Lena and then over to Cat as she bit her lip.

"Absolutely none," Lena said with a soft smile. Kara absorbed that, and then reached over the table to take the hand Lena wasn't using to sip her coffee, and looked at Cat before taking the hand that was resting in her lap. It made Cat resume stroking Lena's leg.

"So what does that mean?" Kara asked eagerly, looking back and forth between them.

Cat thought a moment before smiling. "It means that this evening we'll spend time with one another. After you're done skiing and we have dinner with the children. Are we all agreeable?"

"Yes," Lena said first, so fast Cat and Kara looked back at her with surprise.

Kara squeezed her hand and gave her an encouraging smile that made Lena soften all over. "I think that would be lovely."

Cat and Kara silently agreed with one glance at the other. "Then it's settled. Dinner, and then we all spend the night together."

Kara's sharp intake of air through her nose and sudden dilated eyes summed it up for the other two women. But it had to be said: "Nothing...further needs to happen," Lena said, her eyes imploring Kara. "We'll just spend time together and can sleep here, like last night."

Kara desperately wanted to ask - beg - if it could be more than it had last night, but Kara knew that it was just too early. Lena wouldn't want that decision to be made until they were in the moment. And besides, she was sure Cat would have something filthy to say in reply and Kara honestly didn't think she would be able to concentrate on watching the kids ski if she had any other inspiration from Cat Grant.

Last evening, after she had come, Kara pictured today and envisioned kissing each woman before going to breakfast. Looking at them now, how stunningly, achingly beautiful they both were, Kara knew that a kiss would never be just a kiss again. Or at least, not for a very long time. How long would it take to sate Kara? A simple goodbye kiss seemed impossible now, not enough to express everything she felt, craved, and loved.

Because she loved Cat and Lena already - long before last night. And now? Now she wasn't sure how to express the depth of her emotions. It should be scary, and with anyone else it could possibly be scary. But not with Cat and Lena, for whatever reason. She knew that she didn't have to feel scared of her feelings - maybe just worried that hers were a tad stronger than theirs?

The time for breakfast came and all three women wordlessly decided that any further physical touch could be premature...or at least hold them up for breakfast. They were seated at a table in the casual restaurant when the kids arrived. Soon, the kids were monopolizing the conversation, eager to tell the adults about the movie they had watched the previous night, and how excited they were for skiing. For their part, the adults traded shy looks over their coffees, brief touches that erupted in blushing, and smiles that couldn't be helped.

As breakfast wound down, Carter asked Lena: "Are you able to ski with us today, too? Or do you have meetings?"

Lena was caught off guard, her third cup of coffee halfway to her lips. Everyone was watching her, and her eyes darted towards Cat's for instructions. Cat's brow only dipped fleetingly, as she too awaited Lena's response.

"I have a meeting with the staff in ten minutes," she answered, her eyes down at her watch before going back to Cat's and then to Kara. "I'll see what I can do," she finished. This answer seemed to excite him, like there was a shot. She wondered if that was what Cat would say to him when there was a very good chance she'd make something, busy as she usually was.

With permission, the kids took off towards the game room until the adults were finished. Lena was quietly sipping her coffee, eyes on the table. "Lena, sweetheart?" Cat sing-songed, cozying up to her coffee and narrowing her eyes at the woman. "Everything okay?"

Not wanting Cat or Kara to think her head was elsewhere, she smiled back and discarded her empty cup. "I'm sure Kara has the skiing well in hand; they don't require me today."

Both sets of brows furrowed. "But I want you there," Kara said, almost pouting. She looked to Cat to fix the situation, which made the woman roll her eyes internally - this was going to be a problem, because she absolutely loathed the look on Kara's face and foresaw herself moving many future mountains to ensure it wouldn't return. The fact that Kara could literally move mountains never factored into her desire to act.

Cat cupped her chin as she rested her elbow on the table. "I think the children would like it if you went as well, Lena. If you're up for it."

Lena was surprised to hear that - wasn't Kara's company better than hers? Would they really want her there too? Would Cat really be okay with her spending time with Kara?

With a deep breath she asked, "And you wouldn't mind if…?" she trailed off, her gaze flicking quickly to Kara before back to Cat.

Cat smirked. "For the first time since the Richard Simmons incident of 82', I'm actually considering skiing. But no, I want you two to have fun and I'll see you for dinner."

"What will you do, Cat?" Kara asked as she nibbled on yet another pastry.

Cat felt her lips turn fond as she removed her hand from the table to place it on Kara's in her lap. "A nap is definitely in order." Smirking, she glanced to her other side to show Lena what was on her mind. Lena scoffed and looked away, jealous, as she sipped her coffee. "I'll just relax," Cat told Kara, instead of what her smug smirk told Lena.

Kara, however, had picked up that she missed something - or wasn't privy to something. "Relax?" she asked, confused.

"The spa," Lena covered.

"Oh!" Kara laughed. "Is your back bothering you? I can always call your specialist if-"

Cat squeezed her hand and pulled away. "Honestly, darling, I'll be okay. I will spend the day being lazy, and see if I can get some work done. I look forward to this evening." Before she stood, Cat squeezed Lena's thigh, and turned to both women. "Take care of one another," and then she was off to find her son. She didn't feel the need to remind them that watching Carter was of the utmost importance - they knew, and she trusted them.

Once Cat had left, Kara moved to her abandoned chair to be closer to Lena. They quietly smiled and held hands under the tablecloth, unable to find the words to explain. Had each moment of their friendship led to this?

Then Carter was there, waving excitedly, and they had to get ready for their day. Lena promised to join them after her meeting, and they gave each other soft smiles before they said goodbye. Not even twenty minutes later, Kara and the kids were on the slopes, laughing and enjoying the fresh, mountain air and the company. It didn't take long to identify both Cat and Lena in the lodge: Lena was sitting back in her chair at the head of a table, listening to her staff and nodding approvingly as she jotted notes. Cat was pacing on her balcony as she received a status report from investors. Both women were doing well, so Kara told the kids that she was ready.

As soon as she could, Lena was joining them. The kids were proving to be excellent skiers, so it felt slightly unnecessary for Lena to head down the mountain and to have Kara pull up the rear. As they made their way towards another run down an intermediate mountain, Lena and Kara finally got some alone time. Lena was just taking in the fresh air, the beautiful atmosphere of the fresh falling snow, pines, and laughing guests when she felt Kara's eyes on her. She turned and raised her goggles to smile back. "Having fun?"

Kara tore her eyes away from Lena's adorably red nose and nodded enthusiastically. The kids were taking a break from skiing to have a snowball fight. "I haven't felt this good since…" she trailed off, her smile falling as she thought, before it beamed ten-fold. "Ever, I think."

Lena laughed before she had to agree that, yes, she had never been this happy before. She was going to expound upon that, until she saw Kara's face. "What is it?"

Suddenly, Kara's eyes were flooding with tears. "Oh, Lena," she said, before moving forward a bit awkwardly on her skis to take Lena into her arms. "I've missed you so much. I never thought I'd get another chance."

They held each other for a very long time before Carter was there, looking nervous. "Everything okay?"

Kara gave Lena one last blinding smile before it turned devious. Next minute, she was aiming snowballs at the boy and laughing so brightly that Lena felt the tears sting her eyes too. Then it was Kara and Lena versus all three kids.

Yes. She never thought she'd get a chance to be this kind of happy.

When Kara entered the suite a few hours later, she found herself pausing as she stared at the couch. Behind her, Carter bounced off her back and laughed, moving around her to get inside. Cat was out of her room a moment later, looking absolutely gorgeous in a strapless red cocktail dress that swished around her knees, and tan heels. It was enough to get Kara moving again. It seemed like Cat noticed Kara's returning gaze back to the couch as she listened to her son gush about his day.

He disappeared into his room to get ready for dinner and Cat met Kara in the living room, a glass of wine in her hand, and the other hand extended to take Carter's backpack from Kara.

"Sounds like it went well today?" she asked, and then leaned in to kiss Kara's cheek. They both just stood there for a moment, not moving or daring to breathe, Cat's lips centimeters from Kara's skin.

"We had a lot of fun," she whispered back, eyes slowly traveling to Cat's. "It would've been perfect if you'd been there," she added.

That broke the spell, and Cat laughed as she pulled back, sitting in one of the chairs and sipping her wine. "Tomorrow we'll swim."

That made Kara's face light up, and she took the chair next to Cat's. Carter exited his room and headed into the bathroom. They remained quiet until they heard the shower turn on. "Did you have a good day? You look beautiful," Kara said, inching closer to Cat.

Cat smiled, feeling warmth descend. She had gotten work done, slept, got off, took a long, hot shower, watched the mountains from the hot tub, got off again, and opened a rich wine that made her feel like she was ready for a very wonderful night. She scooted closer to Kara and felt her lips twitch. "My day was very productive. But I missed you all quite a bit. So we'll swim tomorrow," she repeated, hating how being away from either woman felt like a wasted moment, especially since it included her son.

"Good," Kara answered happily. "And tonight?"

Cat shrugged. "What did you want to do? We could eat and then go back to Lena's-"

"I'm Supergirl."

Cat felt herself blinking stupidly, mind blank. She had waited for this moment for what seemed like a very long time. And now that it was here, she felt unprepared.

I know? Of course you are? No surprise there? Why are you telling me now? Does this mean you trust me? Do you want me? Do you love me? How much time do I have with you? How's forever? Can I have forever?

Words still failed Cat, though, and she was trying to keep all the other thoughts tampered down. So she got up and finished the rest of her wine as she made her way to the kitchen.

The shower turned off, and Kara watched Cat's back as she gripped the bottle of wine.

She, too, felt frozen, but forced herself to get up and rush to Cat, almost pressed against her as she breathed out measuredly. Cat, however, found her breaths almost panting, eyes clamped shut, hand shaking around the wine bottle. Kara gently placed her hand on top of Cat's and set the bottle on the counter so she could pour the wine for her. "Why are you telling me now?" Cat asked, softer than a whisper.

How was she going to explain it? How desperately she wanted Cat to know, but nervous she wouldn't measure up to Cat's idea of who Supergirl should be. She couldn't run again, Kara thought. No more secrets.

There was so much Kara wanted to say, but words weren't coming and Cat smelled so good, and the couch where she found Cat and Lena was right there, and they were alone. They were so rarely alone like this. Not since a lonely rooftop and goodbyes. Even then, Kara had felt the ghost of others there. She closed the distance so she was practically draped over Cat's back, her nose at the woman's neck.

Cat's breathing turned even more erratic, and she wrapped her arm up and around to keep Kara's face against the skin of her neck. Kara's hand slipped from the counter to Cat's waist, her other hand rested on Cat's stomach. There, Cat placed her hand on top of Kara's and waited. Waited for? She wasn't sure. Nothing would happen - how could it? Carter would be leaving the bathroom any second, Lena wasn't there, and Cat was positive that Kara was still unsteady.

But this? Feeling Kara so close with nothing between them?

She was thankful that Kara hadn't answered her. Cat wasn't even sure why she had asked. Why had Kara told her? There could only be one reason Kara would tell her.

A second later, Cat felt a rush of wind and cold, and then the bathroom door was opening and Kara was on the other side of the room. Their eyes met and, with a nod, Kara was off to get ready.

Cat steadily took a long drink from her wine glass and tried to settle the arousal.

Kara had told her she was Supergirl because this was serious. Her feelings for Cat were serious. She was all in.

And so was Cat.

What that meant was yet to be seen. She was fairly certain that Lena was on the exact same page.

Forever with Kara Danvers and Lena Luthor?

Yes. That sounded like a good start.

It was no surprise that a moment later, Kara was leaving the bathroom, completely ready. With a deep breath, Cat spun around just in time to watch her son closing his bedroom door, his back to it, dressed and ready for dinner, his phone underneath his nose.

"Can I meet my friends in the game room before dinner?"

Cat laughed, for so many reasons, and made her way over to engulf him in a hug.

"When are we going to get that mother/son bonding time?" she asked. When she looked up, Kara was smiling as she watched them. Their eyes met and then Carter was pulling away thoughtfully.

"Sunday?" he was asking seriously, as he went over the lodge's upcoming schedule of activities offered.

Cat could only smile as she shook her head. "I'll have my people call your people." Kara and Carter both laughed. "Yes, yes, go be with your friends, I suppose!" she said, shooing him away.

At the door, he let out a surprised gasp and then another laugh. "Hi, Lena! Bye, Lena!" and then he was gone, and Lena, Cat, and Kara were all looking at one another, separated by the room and a million unsaid words.

Lena closed the door behind her and pressed herself against it. "Are we ready for dinner?"

Technically, they had ten minutes. So Cat set her empty wine glass down on the coffee table and made a beeline for Lena. She saw the instant Lena understood what was about to happen, her eyes widening, before their lips met.

There, Cat thought, so very hungry for contact. She took great care in not messing up the woman's hair too much, but sinking her fingers in and tugging her closer, releasing a moan. Then her hand was shooting out behind her in an effort to find Kara. The woman was at her back a moment later, pressed like she had been at the sink not five minutes earlier, and Cat felt such completeness.

One of Lena's hands left Cat's waist to wrap around Kara. They were all so close together, Lena kissing Cat, slow and desperate, Kara nuzzling Cat's neck and her hand stroking her ribs - oh god. Cat was going to scream. This was all too much, how can one person handle this?

She tore her lips from Lena's, collapsing against her with her panting breaths painting Lena's skin. Then things got harder. Lena's mouth went to her neck first. And then Kara's mouth was active on the other side. She was going to come - she was pressed between these two women, their mouths lighting a trail of fires with each touch, and Cat was going to come.

Cat released the women and she slapped both palms of her hands against the door to her suite, sure she could've splintered the thing if she wanted to, she was just that aroused and needed to burn off some of it.

She brought her lips to Lena's ear. "You feel so, so good, sweetheart. Now take care of Kara."

Lena was breathing deeply, lips parted against Cat's neck, and then she was looking in Cat's eyes. Behind her, Kara had also stopped, a hand softly gripping Cat's hips, and the fingers of one hand still splayed out across her ribs.

Their stare lasted a moment before Lena's neck was reaching out to meet Kara's mouth over Cat's shoulder. Just like last night, Kara was frantic to be kissing - and just like last night, Cat could barely keep up with the beauty. She turned slightly and felt herself fall against Lena, curled in tightly against her chest as she watched them. Kara's hands were still on Cat, one of Lena's hands was joined with Kara's at Cat's waist, and the other was at Kara's neck to keep her close.

It was just a lot for Cat. Watching them. She heard herself whispering to them, in a distant voice that didn't sound like her own: "That's it. So beautiful. So good."

They were all moaning.

Lena pulled away from Kara's mouth and thumped her head against the door, eyes tightly shut as she panted. Cat looked up at Kara to see her bright blue eyes already on Cat. She swooped in and then Lena was holding Cat up as Kara kissed her. She was squeezing Cat's waist as Lena nuzzled her neck.

Did Kara have any idea? Any idea how close she was pushing Lena and Cat?

Lena could only hold on tightly to Cat to keep the woman on her feet as she took deep breaths into Cat's skin to stay awake, alive, standing.

The feel of Kara's tongue against her own felt like something that couldn't possibly be real. From the crook of Cat's neck, Lena watched as Cat and Kara's lips met, tongues touched, and Kara's hand crept up Cat's stomach.

Lena groaned with such want at the sight that one fist pounded at the door behind her, getting Cat to jump and break away from Kara. Then she was slumped against Lena, aware of everything, just like Lena was. Kara seemed to find herself then, too, and sandwiched Cat closer to Lena as she rested her forehead on Lena's shoulder.

Someone needed to mention the fact that they were late for dinner. That they needed to rub away the lipstick stains, the glaze from their eyes, and the arousal from their state. They all were thinking it, but no one seemed to be able to move.

Cat, hating herself somewhat, found the strength and gripped the mustard cardigan over Kara's striped blue button down and thunked her head against the woman's chest - steel, to be sure. "Okay, Supergirl...that's enough for now. Or else we're not leaving this suite for the rest of the evening."

Kara didn't say anything for a long time. Her first instinct was to ask what would be so wrong with that? But underneath Cat's statement, it sounded like begging. Like something was about to explode: Kara wasn't sure if she was asking, but more requesting a reprieve. It was harder than Kara thought possible to pull away, to detach her hands. To breath and not soak up the scent of Cat and Lena. It was all so nearly impossible.

So she slid her eyes closed and focused on finding Carter: he was laughing with his friends, encouraging them as they all played a video game together. The elder Martins were ordering beverages for the table - including the wine Cat and Lena had been favoring and a coke for herself. Soon, Kara would have to respond to her sister's texts with a little more than that she was doing fine. Because the last twenty-four-plus hours had been a dream come true, not just fine. She wanted to share it.

With one last shaky breath, Kara opened her eyes to find her hunger reflected. She ignored the feeling and took a step back. She couldn't wait for the moment they no longer had to exhibit restraint. That's all it felt like now - each of them holding back.

She couldn't remember a time she had seen either Cat or Lena hit something, and yet, they both seemed to be hit-happy every time their heart rates sped up.

"Dinner," she said, as calmly as she could. With a sudden burst of speed, she cleaned all three of them up and was scooting them out the door and into the hallway before either woman understood what was happening.

Dinner had been more than pleasant. The group of eight seemed to have settled into a very harmonious time, always finding something to chat about. After a long day of skiing, the kids were looking forward to swimming the next day. The Martins were happy to have Carter for another night. Cat sat between Kara and Lena and tried not to touch or look at either one - for everyone's sake.

It had been, surprisingly, her own dumb idea to go to the karaoke bar after dinner. Cat knew what would happen if they went back to Lena's suite - they'd probably get into the pool or the hot tub, with or - god help her - without bathing suits, and spend all night fucking one another. And she really really really really wanted to do that. She just felt like they needed to have one more adult conversation about this before they did anything physical, and having the conversation in the suite invited throwing caution to the wind.

The one thing that would help her clamp down on her libido would be karaoke.

Lena's hair was down, once again, wearing a black shift dress that brought a little too much attention to her breasts - the attention was mostly from Kara and Cat, but if Cat could peel her eyes away she'd probably notice others looking as well. Kara was in her usual work-wear, the cardigan and button down, hair in a ponytail, and tight blue slacks - and she somehow made it look adorable. When the three women entered the bar, Kara felt like a movie star - or at least, the movie stars' bodyguard. All eyes turned to stare at Lena and Cat - the pride Kara felt was overwhelming. These two gorgeous women wanted Kara at their side.

Playing the part, Kara steered them over to an empty booth against the back wall, with herself in the middle and all their gazes on the stage. Currently, there were two women on stage butchering the Cure. The room was sizable and crowded, with only soft lighting that made it feel like a nightclub or bar.

Like the rest of the lodge, there were modern and rustic touches. It felt nice to have the red leather booth in the back where they were all squashed in together tightly. The booths were quite large, sleigh-sized structures. They blocked views to their periphery, but allowed an unobstructed sightline to the stage, despite the small, round tables scattered throughout.

The table at their booth was a big block of wood with a lip that allowed them to stretch out their legs. Bonus points: when Cat rested her hand on Kara's knee, she didn't have to worry about anyone noticing. It was stained a dark brown and, while rustic, only added to the modern feel with its chrome foot and arm rest. Cat was very pleased that it gave her the opportunity to huddle close to Kara, who smiled down at Cat's proximity like she'd just won the lottery, and she didn't remove her hand until an important looking server approached the table.

"Ms. Luthor," the woman nodded before flashing Cat and Kara smiles. She then ducked her head to take Lena's drink order. "Coming right up," the woman supplied.

"Discretion, Amber?" Lena asked, her tone imposing, shooting a thrill through both Kara and Cat.

The server nodded seriously. "Of course, Ms. Luthor," she said before hurrying off.

"Discretion?" Cat asked as she leaned over the block of wood to meet Lena's gaze.

Lena smiled and inclined her head to Kara. "I'm guessing since Kara used her speed to get us out the door, you know?" she asked with a smile, pleased that Kara was trusting Cat - she knew how much it meant to Cat. Lena understood all too well.

Cat returned her hand and tightened it on Kara's knee as they exchanged a smile between them. "She did. However, I was a little distracted upstairs and may have missed the speed show."

Kara rolled her eyes. "Oh, I'm sure you did," she teased, and blindly took Lena's hand to make sure that she felt included - and also because she could, and that was another thrill. She would've preferred to place her hand on Lena's knee - but Lena was wearing a dress and Kara couldn't be positive that kryptonite and gorgeous billionaires' thighs weren't both her only weaknesses. "Lena was ordering me an alien drink. It's deadly to humans, so she was asking for discretion as not to alert anyone that she's with an alien."

Cat nodded slowly before looking back to Lena. "You trust this Amber?"

Lena assured both women and added, "I asked for Amber specifically when you mentioned karaoke. But feel free to threaten her when she arrives," Lena said with a shrug, her mouth curling as though the idea of watching Cat in action pleased her.

Amber was approaching with a tray, and Kara thought fast and took the plunge, sliding her palm over Cat's thigh under the hem of her dress, and gave a squeeze to deflate whatever words were about to spew from her painted red lips.

Cat could only sputter quietly as Amber carefully placed down the beverages and took her leave. Kara beamed over at Lena, and then placed her hand on Lena's thigh to prove to herself that she was a superhero, therefore: could be brave. She then proceeded to watch happily as new singers took the stage to butcher more songs.

It had already been agreed that no singing would take place for the three of them - Cat and Lena were far too public to draw more attention (Kara got the impression that this was more like an excuse then a reason), and Kara didn't want to be away from them for a second. She didn't even want to pick up her drink, too thrilled to be touching them somewhere more sexual than their hands.

Earlier in the room, Kara'd had to actually fight with herself not to feel up Cat Grant. The thought made her dizzy. Would they sleep together tonight? Kara felt sure that it was something they all wanted, even if she couldn't fully believe it. She couldn't help feeling like the hold up was her: that both Cat and Lena were waiting on Kara to be sure. And yes, she had to psych herself up to place her hands on both women's thighs. But not because the idea of more scared her - the idea of not doing more was the tricky part. Each touch, kiss, glance, smell, word, and taste was pushing Kara to explore more and never stop. And tonight could be the start.

"Well, they're not very good," Kara mumbled, brow furrowed as she listened to the couple on stage. She couldn't even recognize the song they were so bad.

When no reply came, Kara glanced over to Lena to see the woman was unmoving, frozen in her seat and hardly breathing. A glance over to Cat saw more of the same. And then Kara looked down to her hands, both slipped under the women's dresses, not terribly high on their thighs, but not innocent, by any means.

Kara looked back at the stage with a beaming smile, happy to see the effect she could elicit. She squeezed and retracted her hand and both women exhaled loudly and made for their red wine glasses. Kara lifted her glass and tapped Cat and Lena's glasses with a smile, and took a sip of her drink. Their sips were a tad larger, but it seemed to be needed.

They were still quiet and Kara let them relax. Maybe she had it wrong? Maybe she wasn't the hold up - maybe they needed time to adjust. The hitting of things, their need to not initiate - maybe...maybe there was more to it?

Kara took a deep breath and forced herself to put her drink down. Her fingers twined on her lap as the audience clapped politely at the trainwreck couple. Soon, a new pair was announced to the stage. Cat hated karaoke. Okay, hate wasn't a strong enough word. And Lena, while able to loosen up to perhaps enjoy karaoke, probably wouldn't recommend it. Yet, there they were. At Cat's suggestion.

Suddenly, it occurred to Kara that she should've had the conversation with both women about maybe...were they…

Jealous?

They had been dating - or sleeping together, whatever. And now here was Kara, literally in the middle of them. Oh no! What had she done?

Kara lifted her drink and then hesitated.

No.

She wouldn't use alcohol to make this easier. She loved these women. More importantly, she liked them, and she cared about them far too much.

With another deep breath - that felt a little too chilly, she was unhappy to realize - Kara reached out and took their hands in hers. Neither fought or appeared unwilling. But neither spoke.

"Okay...I have to ask," Kara began, steeling herself. The couple on stage weren't half bad, but now wasn't the time for Britney. "Am I in the middle of things? Like, are you both sure you want to include me?"

It was almost simultaneous how Cat and Lena both blanched and then turned towards her.

"What?!"

"Kara, of course!"

"Are you insane? You think I would share if I didn't want to?!"

"You are so important to both of us, Kara. Please know that," Lena implored, grasping Kara's hand in her own and holding tightly.

Cat watched and was struck with that leveled look back in Lena's eyes. The desperation. Cat felt her heart throb. It was easy to show Kara how much she was wanted - she asked for it, used to being loved. But Lena, her sweet Lena...

Cat moved closer and rested her chin on Kara's shoulder, her eyes on Lena's. "Let's clear this up, for the last time," she said reaching out her left hand for Lena to take and slipping her right hand high up on Kara's leg, "I want both of you. I will not settle for less." Cat considered that statement and cocked her head. "Well, settle is not the right word, but I think we'll all agree that moving forward, the three of us being together is the most ideal. Yes?" she hissed.

Lena's eyes flickered up to Kara's, to find the woman already smiling softly, encouragingly. "Yes, the three of us," Kara nodded confidently. "In the immortal words of Britney: 'three is a charm, two is not the same'." Kara felt herself blush hotly, very aware that she was being examined closely, but to their credit, neither Cat nor Lena made a fuss.

Lena's eyes narrowed as she took in Cat and Kara, both of them looking so intently at her. "Yes," she finally said, a smile forming, "the three of us."

Cat waited until Lena was looking and lifted an eyebrow. There was so much she wanted to say to Lena, and even more she wanted to ask. It puzzled her that Kara and Lena even had to ask: of course she wanted them both! But there was a nagging little voice that was wondering if Kara and Lena, perhaps, wanted to be alone. Their friendship was intense, just as their attraction. Was Cat in the way?

"The three of us," Lena repeated, eyes bearing into Cat's.

Cat's eyes found and focused on Lena's, and she swallowed down her doubt. Lena was trying to make her understand. Cat nodded and smiled. "Yes. That's what I really want." Lean's soft responding smile felt like a signature on a dotted line of an invisible contract.

Even so, she responded softly, "Me as well," that made Cat's heart tighten and warm. She squeezed her hand and wished she could do more. Why had she mentioned karaoke again?

Oh. Yes. For moments like these to occur. No rushing. Well. No. Cat wanted to rush everything, she just wanted to make sure that all parties were onboard. And now they were. So, Cat thought, it was now time to rush.

After another long moment, Cat sat back and Kara took her cue to watch new singers begin a Spice Girls song. They were really rather good. They appeared to be a group there for a bachelorette party.

Cat didn't even notice. Apparently, her libido could overcome karaoke.

Lena allowed herself a deep gulp of her drink to steady herself. It felt like a gift to be wanted by these two women. Being near them felt like a gift.

Cat cleared her throat. "Kara" she began, her voice filled with faux innocence, "I thought it would've been obvious that we wanted you with us." Kara's head turned as her eyes narrowed, asking for clarification. Cat shrugged, and for whatever reason, Lena felt her stomach sink. "Why else would Lena have been moaning your name while I fucked her."

The table cracked with the force of Kara's knee hitting it, getting their drinks to jump, but miraculously, not spill. No one in the crowd seemed to notice the noise over the music and cheers, the room was dark enough to hide the long fissure that ran the length of the wooden table, and the wide-eyed shock on both Lena and Kara's faces.

Cat smirked as she glanced over at the two other women and signaled to Amber they were ready for another round. That should move things along, Cat thought happily before finishing off her drink, ready to accept the fresh one coming her way. A very quick drink and then upstairs, posthaste.

What had Lena just been thinking? A gift?! Cat Grant was a menace! A very attractive menace!

"Cat! What the fuck?!" Lena hissed, shooting daggers at her. She only relented as Amber approached. She quickly affixed a smile to her face in thanks to the server, but was aware that her eyes were probably still saucers.

"Everything okay, Ms. Luthor, Ms. Danvers?" Amber asked, taking in Kara's still shocked look and Lena's slightly hysterical air.

Cat patted Kara's leg and smiled at the server. "Millennials and their Spice Girls, Amber. You'll have to excuse them."

Amber nodded unsurely, "Of course, Ms. Grant," and quickly left.

"I'm sorry," Kara said, shaking her head to clear it. "Um…" but she couldn't ask, couldn't even think clearly. She knew she'd heard Cat correctly. And by Lena's reaction, it was probably accurate.

Kara suddenly recalled the moment right before she saw Cat and Lena together - hearing Lena say her name three times. Then, she had been sure it was in pain or terror. But now...Rao. Now, she wondered how she could've missed it.

"Maybe we head back to Lena's?" Cat asked, ready to start their night.

"No! Jesus, Cat!" Lena said, her hand covering her face, the other crossed over her chest, too embarrassed to be alone with Kara in that moment.

"Lena, it's fine, Kara does not mind, do you, Kara?" Cat asked, her hand now stroking up and down Kara's thigh. "I certainly wouldn't mind," she leered.

No. No, Kara did not mind anything. Everything was amazing and perfect and how is any of this possible?! Kara thought, her mind whirling that she lived in this suddenly amazing world.

"So…" Kara began, hands gesturing vaguely, only partially aware of Cat's ministrations on her thigh and Lena's discomfort. "You two were…"

"Fucking, yes. And your name came up," Cat explained, popping the P.

Lena's scathing look cut across Kara and Cat only shrugged in reply.

"Okay…" Kara breathed out, unaware of anything happening outside of their bubble. "Okay, sure, yeah," she nodded, her fantasies running wild.

"Christ," Lena whispered, rubbing her forehead and begging the ground to swallow her up. "Kara I'm - I'm so very sorry and…" but what the hell could Lena say? "That was…"

"Hot," Cat supplied, sipping her drink with one hand and savoring the feel of the muscles of Kara's leg with the other. "It was incredibly hot, Kara. And, like I said, further proof that your presence is very much wanted."

"So you two were talking about me while-"

"Fucking, yes," Cat clarified. "I started it."

"What?" Kara asked, her head swinging to look at her.

Cat smirked up at her. "Yes. I mentioned how having you with us in that moment would have made it even better. Lena agreed. And I fished my wish, I suppose." Cat's smirk turned smug. Kara could only blink owlishly down at her. Cat patted her thigh and whispered. "Maybe check on Lena? She's probably quite mad at me, but I'm sure that you don't mind, do you, darling?" Kara slowly shook her head, her wide eyes fixed on Cat's bright red lips that matched her cocktail dress. "That's what I thought. Now go assure her that you're very flattered and look forward to hearing more about it." Kara nodded slowly and turned more fully to face Lena.

Lena, who was ready to bolt. Kara wouldn't let her.

Slowly, as not to spook the woman, Kara slid her hand back onto Lena's thigh and waited until her embarrassed gaze fluttered to look up at Kara from beneath her eyelashes.

Lena looked near tears, absolutely lost, and beyond humiliated. Was this ruined?

She felt Kara's hand and took a deep breath, shoving down her emotions, and looked over to see her friend smiling softly. And then, and then…

Kara smirked.

Lena froze and felt her throat go dry.

Kara's eyebrow slowly rose before she ducked closer to Lena's ear, as though she was trying to be heard over the loud rendition of One Week.

"Lena…" Kara began, almost whining. She wasn't even sure what she wanted to say. There was too much. So many thoughts racing. She traced her nose down the long slope of Lena's neck, getting the woman to gulp, before going back up the column until her lips were beside Lena's ear again. "...the amount of times I've said your name in the last twenty four hours…" Lena felt heat surge at the implication. Her eyes had slipped closed of their own accord as she concentrated on the feel of Kara's proximity, her breath on her skin, and the way she smelled. "Last night, with you both so close when I was in your guest room...how could I not touch myself and think of you."

Lena felt lightheaded - her body suddenly so hot, sweat broke out what felt like everywhere.

Was Kara telling her…

Lena's gaze moved until she could see Kara's expression - the longing and want in her eyes, how confident she looked, how sure of herself and what her words meant. Everything seemed to fall away for Lena, then. Her eyes flicked to see Cat's hooded gaze and back up to Kara's.

It felt like everything Lena had ever wanted was at her fingertips.

She took the hand on her thigh and slid it further up between her legs, aware of how Kara's expression turned overcome, her mouth parting in a gasp. Lena was shaking so hard she knew the slightest of touches from Kara's hand would set her off. She didn't care where she was or who was around - nothing else mattered more than finally being touched by Kara. The brush of Kara's fingers at lace had both women moaning - soft whines that only each other and Cat could hear.

Kara was having an out of body experience. She was barely touching Lena, but the heat she felt, the wetness, the way Lena's heart was pounding - it could've been overwhelming if Kara didn't want it so much. Cat's hand was solidly gripping her thigh - her moans and racing heart a beautiful soundtrack. None of this could or should happen there.

"Your suite," Kara croaked out and pulled away to glance around the room. No one would be able to see through the darkness except Kara, but it was still too risky. She took Cat's hand in hers and felt the woman's shaking. She looked down to see Cat almost unhinged with desire. When she glanced over at Lena, the same look was on her face. Kara didn't need a mirror to know what her expression said. "Let's go," she said and released both women, getting to her feet.

After a moment, Lena seemed to pull herself together enough to stand. Cat took a little longer. She downed her drink and stood, almost stumbling as she walked around the table. Kara had a guiding hand at their backs, moving them through the crowd, the lobby, and up to the sixth floor.

No one spoke and eye contact couldn't be held for fear that all self control would be shattered.

Once the elevator dinged and the doors parted, Kara pressed both women forward just enough to be out of range of the elevator's camera, and then she sped them to Lena's room in a blink of an eye, forgetting to worry about her fritzing powers. Like the night before, Kara felt stronger, more centered in her abilities in that moment. She knew what she wanted, desperately, and waiting scant moments more to acquire it felt like a lifetime of punishment.

Lena's fumbling fingers went to retrieve her keycard, but Kara had already sped her hand into Lena's purse and swiped it at the panel, opening the door for both women and watching as they hurried inside: Lena first, and then Cat. And as Kara was passing the threshold, Cat was pulling her forward and down until their mouths were colliding.

Cat was framing Kara's jawline as she held her close, sliding her tongue and tasting Kara's mouth as she felt her body answering to Kara's hips. A part of her wanted to just take what she needed to give her mind a reprieve from her arousal - but she was fooling herself if she thought a quick orgasm would satisfy her now. Not when there was too much she wanted to feel, try, see.

Her poor Lena, for instance.

Cat sunk her teeth in Kara's bottom lip and slid until she slowly released her mouth with a groan from Kara, just as her hand pushed against Kara's chest. If Cat was this aroused, Lena was probably a mess - the only one who hadn't gotten off in the last twenty-four hours. Cat buried her face into Kara's button down and gripped the cardigan as she inhaled deeply. Lena needed this, and Cat would love every minute watching Lena find pleasure. It didn't make it any easier putting distance between herself and Kara, though.

Swallowing hard, Cat whispered, "We need to take care of Lena, darling." Kara's hands wouldn't seem to still as they stroked Cat's neck, arms, back, ass - on a loop as she listened intently. Cat nosed her way to the skin of Kara's throat as she kissed and licked, biting much harder than she would typically, and continued her commands. "Lay her out on the chaise, and I'll tell you what to do next."

Kara's trembling hands squeezed Cat's hips as she absorbed the woman's words. Her forehead dropped to her shoulder and blinked open her eyes to take in Lena standing there, not five feet away, looking frantic and lost in her arousal, but so unsure as to how to proceed as she twisted and wrung her hands.

Watching Cat and Kara felt like a balm and torture all at once. Lena wanted to be touched, needed to feel them on her. Knowing what it felt to have Kara touching her core, even momentarily, and not getting the relief she so craved…

Kara and Cat were far too appealing of a sight not to take in. It was hard to fathom, but watching Kara grasp Cat's ass and squeeze was almost as satisfying as being touched herself. Like earlier, when Kara's hands were inching towards Cat's breasts - Lena wasn't sure why. It had to be because the last thing she ever imagined was Kara actually acting on her desires. Witnessing it now, knowing that it would possibly be directed towards her, felt like the sweetest sense of anticipation. And it didn't hurt that watching Cat Grant lose control was the sexiest thing she'd ever experienced.

Lena's gaze fluttered as she fought through the haze. Both Kara and Cat were watching her, wrapped around each other but staring at her like she was prey.

Then, Kara was placing a long kiss on Cat's lips, and pulling away to approach Lena. She fidgeted as Kara got closer, nervous. This was going to happen, and now. Kara would find out in a matter of moments how deeply Lena's feelings ran. How wet Kara made her. How devastatingly wanton Lena was for anything Kara wished to offer.

Kara's smile was soft, but her eyes expressed her happiness. She offered a hand to Lena, and slowly, Lena accepted it. For a moment, her hand only rested in Kara's - feeling how soft and cool her skin was, especially in contrast to her own heat. Their fingers danced and palms brushed, and Lena was struck by how very intimate it felt - in an Austen kind of way. Next, Kara was pulling Lena to her. They stood there, foreheads touching, eyes closed, as they breathed one another in desperately, like their air would run out eventually and they needed to soak it in now. When waiting became unbearable, Lena tilted her chin and tears fell as she slanted her mouth to fit Kara's. Her eyes opened briefly to see how tightly Kara's lids were shut, tears leaking as well.

This kiss felt so different from the one in the pool. For starters, Lena had time to expect it, to allow her emotions to seep in and stir her nerves. She was also prepared this time, for how overwhelming it could be to kiss someone you loved and have desired for far too long. The rush of Kara's breath washed over Lena and she felt dizzy with it.

Kara's hands raced down from Lena's neck to her ass, then she was hoisting Lena up and Lena was gasping. She wrapped her legs tightly around Kara's waist, and her nails clawed at Kara's neck.

Kara was moving further into the living room and over to the chaise where it was connected to the couch, per Cat's instructions. The king-sized bed was twenty feet away, but Cat had said the chaise, and Kara so eagerly wanted to please her. So she slid Lena on to the chaise and stroked her cheek and down her neck as their tongues continued to brush.

When Lena pulled away, gasping, throbbing on the couch, her body bowing, Kara stood and looked over her shoulder for her next instructions, eyes wild. She twined her fingers with Lena, wanting to be touching, and the anchor helped. Because when Kara's eyes met Cat's, Cat's arms went behind her back and unzipped her strapless red dress.

Kara's eyes felt heavy as she watched, her nostrils flaring with need. Cat slowly slid the dress down to reveal her red lace lingerie. She didn't take off her heels, only stepped out of the pooled dress, and made her way to Kara, pressing her chest to Kara's back. One of Kara's hands was tightly in Lena's, the other wrapped around to hook onto Cat's bare leg. She slowly released a breath, pleased that it didn't freeze the room: because wow - Cat Grant, half naked, was stunning.

"Ready, darling?" Cat asked, lips tilted up against Kara's ear. Kara let out a quiet whine and nodded. She felt Cat's fingertips moving up her ribs and to her shoulder, until there was slight pressure at her glasses. Cat removed them and Kara looked over to watch the woman place them on herself. "Help her out of her dress," Cat said, hands then busy slipping the cardigan off Kara's shoulders.

Gulping, Kara looked down to see a squirming Lena, one hand twisted in her hair, the other trying to grip the fabric of the couch as she soaked in Cat and Kara with her hooded eyes.

Kara placed one knee on the chaise and then the other, taking her time, before her fingers were at the side zipper of Lena's dress. Their gazes locked, neither moving except for their heaving breaths. Then Kara was dragging the zipper down as she hovered over her, her eyes focused on the skin she was uncovering. Lena's skin. Lena, her best friend. How had she missed this? How had she missed loving her so deeply - Lena desiring her? It was like the full-force of her own feelings and Lena's suddenly hit her at once and Kara felt drunk off the love.

And the desire.

As the dress revealed the black lingerie Lena was wearing, Kara overshot and tugged too hard on the zipper, pulling it off and splitting the dress down to the hem. No one noticed, and Kara only dusted her fingers off, the zipper completely crushed into a powder, and licked her lips as she stared at the phenomenal sight. It was difficult to breathe for Kara. Lena's chest was heaving, straining the material of her lace bra.

"Cat?" Kara whined, needing more and begging for instructions.

Cat moved closer and untucked Kara's shirt from her pants before slipping her hand under the shirt to stroke the skin of Kara's back and along her ribs.

"I'm so sorry, darling," she breathed, having been too struck to remember anything more than to take in what was happening before her. She moved around Kara to sit on the couch next to the chaise, crossing her legs before running a finger down Lena's cheek. "You look so gorgeous," Cat told Lena softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear before leaning forward to kiss her lips. "Do you want Kara to touch you, sweetheart?" Lena could only nod, head jerking multiple times as she fought to breath. Cat used the back of her hand to race down Lena's jaw, to her neck, and then to her chest. Barely there touches skimmed over Lena's skin and to the tops of her breasts. "With the tips of your fingers, Kara, I want you to touch Lena...everywhere you see skin." Cat's voice was so quiet, quivering as her eyes continued to devour Lena.

There was so much she wanted from both Lena and Kara - she wanted it all. The dominant feeling, however, was the desire to give. Cat wanted to give Lena and Kara pleasure beyond their every desire. She was shaking hard at the thought of giving these two women everything they could want and need. Yesterday Cat had learned many of Lena's fantasies involving Kara, and now she wanted to give Lena each one.

Cat swallowed with difficulty. "Lena, sweetheart, why don't you unbutton Kara's shirt for her?" Cat asked, one of her fingers momentarily distracted as she moved the pad of her pointer finger from the top round of one of Lena's breasts to the other.

It wasn't easy for Lena, her hands shaking with arousal and anticipation, but she needed to see more of Kara. She sat up and hurried to unbutton the shirt just as Kara started to explore Lena's skin. "Yes, so good," Cat said, sliding even closer.

Cat helped Lena sit up more so she could slip behind her, Lena between her long legs. Lena could feel how hot and wet Cat's core was against her back, how hard and fast her heart was beating. Both their gazes were where Kara's shirt was open, showing her white bra and toned stomach.

Cat then ran her fingertips up and down Lena's arms, her ribs, her clavicle, and the tops of her breasts as her mouth relentlessly feasted on her neck. Slow strokes of the tip of her tongue, hungry pulls of her mouth, ghosts of kisses, quick lashes of her tongue. And then there was Kara.

Reverently, she was tracing Lena's skin, her eyes wide as she watched her progress and darting up to meet Lena's gaze or gape at Cat's ministrations. Their paces were so different, the pressure from their touches ever-changing - it was proving too much for Lena to contain her pleasure and desire. Cat wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her tight to her body as she bucked and bowed.

She couldn't help it, though: being surrounded by Kara and Cat was almost overwhelming for Lena. The intensity in Kara's eyes while she touched her felt like a comfort - how long had Lena loved Kara without the hope of it being returned? In each look, touch, and kiss from Kara, Kara was promising to love Lena. Love her, and express that love physically. Having Cat ground her made Lena feel even more safe and cared for. What had she done to deserve them?

Their eyes locked as Kara's finger started its downward journey, beginning at Lena's neck.

"Oh, fuck," she exclaimed suddenly, feeling one of Kara's fingers trail down the front of her core over her hard clit, sending pleasure shooting throughout her body.

She heard Cat groan deeply against her neck before catching her breath. "Only where you see skin, darling," Cat reminded Kara, completely out of breath from Lena's pleasure.

Kara was still kneeling on the chaise, hovering over Lena as she touched her with just the one hand. Which was stupid, because she was an alien and she didn't need to prop herself up at all. And furthermore: "I have X-Ray vision, Cat," Kara said, just as short of breath as the other two women. "I can only see skin if I choose." She could've just kneeled and touched Lena with both hands, but that would put her too far away from Lena's body. So instead, she lifted her arm and floated above Lena, happy to have both hands touching now.

It took both Lena and Cat a moment to recover from Kara's statement. Of course they both understood, just the possibilities...and now Kara was floating, one hand gliding down Lena's quivering stomach, the other tracing the lace at the top of the black lace bra. It was a compelling argument for Cat.

She wanted to reward Kara, and Lena. Because Cat knew Lena was close. Even Cat could smell her arousal. Cat tickled her way across Lena's stomach, getting her to jump and fling her head back to Cat's shoulder, her hips lifting. It didn't help that both Kara's hands were brushing the inside of Lena's thighs, getting them to part wider. Kara took off Lena's heels for her, and then worked her fingers back up her calves and to her inner thighs, barely brushing.

Until Cat's hands tugged on Lena's bra, dragging it down below her breasts.

Kara, with a burst of super-speed, ripped off her own shoes and shirt, and was then on top of Lena, no longer floating, and her mouth descended as their bare stomachs slid against one another.

The result was instantaneous: both Kara and Lena's moans were so loud that all Cat could do was bury her head in Lena's shoulder and flex her fingers on the writhing woman, her hooded eyes watching as Kara's lips wrapped around Lena's stiff nipple and sucked. Lena was gasping as she came, squeezing Cat's leg while her other hand gripped Kara's hair to keep her near. Distractedly, Cat pumped her hips against Lena's back as she whispered her soft encouragements to Lena and timed her thrusts with the rhythm of Kara's mouth.

"So good, sweetheart, so, so good," Cat groaned, close herself.

"Fuck, Kara!" Lena sobbed, her orgasm continuing as Kara rocked against her, moving from breast to breast with her lips and hands. With another shuddering gasp that was triggered from Kara pinching her nipple, Lena's body shook, lifted, and then froze for a moment before collapsing back onto Cat's rocking hips.

Kara, careful of her weight, slid up Lena's body to kiss her. Far from sated, Kara's tongue chased Lena's until Lena pulled away to gasp in air. Then Kara was kissing Cat as she slid her hips back and forth against Lena, her hand racing up and down Cat's leg.

Still recovering, Lena could only watch as she pawed Kara's skin and Cat's other leg. She could tell by Cat's breathing that she was close. Her moans were high-pitched and strangled gulps. Lena played with her own breasts, slick from Kara's mouth, as she whimpered, "Cat, let her taste you," and that's all it took. Just the idea of having Kara licking her had Cat clamping down on Lena's arms, as she ripped her mouth away from Kara's to shout out her orgasm.

Kara's hips kept moving against Lena as she watched - watched the cords of Cat's throat strain as she continued jerkily pumping against Lena's back until she was slumped, eyes half-lidded, puffing loudly to regain some level of control. While she was far from tired, Kara collapsed onto Lena, overwhelmed by watching both Lena and Cat come. She just laid there for a moment, wrapping her head around how lucky she was, how happy, as Cat and Lena stroked her hair, shoulders, arms - whatever they could reach.

It felt too good to be ignored, and Kara lifted her head to find both women staring, Lena's head resting back on Cat's shoulder, and they were both staring down at her with as much awe and affection in their gazes. Kara offered them a smile and placed a soft kiss on the skin by her lips, making Lena's moan catch in her throat and grab for the back of Kara's head. Cat nodded at Kara's questioning look, and Kara placed another kiss, next to the one from a moment ago, a little higher up on the inside of Lena's thigh. The fingers twisted further in Kara's hair, and Kara groaned, knowing that Lena was getting worked up again.

The skin under her lips was so soft and tasted amazingly like Lena. And each kiss led her closer to Lena's center. By the way Lena was cupping the back of her head and guiding, Kara knew that that was where they both wanted Kara's mouth to be. And by Cat's racing heart, she was on the same page.

When Kara reached the black lace, three sets of hands fumbled to take the scrap of material off, until Kara was dragging them down and off Lena's legs, dropping them without much worry of where they'd land.

"Kara, darling?" Cat asked in a croak. Both she and Kara peeled their eyes away from Lena's core to meet gazes. The next instant, all three of them were in the king-sized bed in the primary room. Lena gasped against the pillows, Kara still between her legs, but Cat now lying alongside her - better to be there for both Lena and Kara. She threaded her fingers through Kara's hair and nuzzled into the skin of Lena's neck, knowing that both women were moments away from being overwhelmed by their love.

Lena could hardly catch her breath at the sight of Kara between her thighs. Especially since Kara looked so willing to be there - hypnotized. She kept nuzzling her face in Lena's thighs and tracing her lips over the skin. And then - and then she was kissing Lena.

Lena's neck extended back on to the pillows as she groaned deeply in her chest, not prepared for Kara's full kiss over her clit and lips. Kara kissed her like she had been waiting to do so for a very long time. Both she and Cat combed their fingers through Kara's hair to encourage and direct and make her understand that everything she was doing was so fucking perfect.

Watching Kara's tongue slowly swipe back and forth up between Lena's lips, brushing Lena's clit with each pass, and rolling her tongue in order to collect and spread Lena's come, was almost as maddening as the feel of it, Lena thought. She couldn't remember ever being this wet. She couldn't remember every feeling this loved and cared for. It was only at that moment did she realize that Cat was whispering in her ear: encouraging her that she was safe and loved, that she was beautiful and amazing, that she would be taken care of entirely.

Lena looked over at the woman in wonder. How did Cat just know that Lena needed to hear all of it? Lena took the back of Cat's head and brought her close. She struggled to catch her breath and then slid her tongue into Cat's mouth.

Kara looked up to watch and felt the last of her sanity slip away. She was surrounded by the taste and smell of Lena, and not far away, the smell of Cat. It felt like a fever dream - that she was doing any of this. While crushing on Cat Grant wasn't exactly new, Kara never for a moment thought she'd get to be a part of anything like this. She could remember Alex's gentle teasing that first week she had started at CatCo.

"Miss Grant said this, Miss Grant said that. Miss Grant, Miss Grant, Miss Grant!" Alex had mimicked, getting Kara to blush. After that, she made a conscious effort to not talk too much about the woman. And the teasing had stopped...for the most part - she was, after all, only an alien, and she couldn't help her infatuation with Cat Grant.

But this. This really put it all in perspective.

Because, Rao, Kara thought as she watched the two women kiss slowly and deeply, teasing the other's tongue with their own and nibbling and biting at the other's lips, she was in love with them. So, so in love with them. She would show them just how much.

Lena was her best friend, but she was so much more, too. The taste of Lena was sending Kara into a tailspin. She could feel how wet she was as she moved her hips against the bed. She wished she had taken all her clothes off, and all of Cat's too. Touching and tasting Lena's naked body was like kneeling at an altar and Kara couldn't believe she was allowed to! Kara couldn't believe she was actually good at any of this, either. It felt very much like something Kara could understand because she wanted it so badly. Running her tongue through Lena's wetness, feeling her thighs shake on either side of Kara's head, the sounds coming out of her throat and lips, the racing of her heart, and tightening of her pussy and clenching hands...it all felt like a foregone conclusion that Kara could easily follow until the end of time.

Kara's pace increased, her tongue rolling and going faster as she stroked Lena over and over, her hands traveling up Lena's thighs, to her stomach, to cup her breasts and tweak her nipples. Lena's moans started to grow in sound and frequency.

When Kara looked back up at the two women, she found that they were no longer kissing, and that she had missed a major development: Cat was fucking herself as she watched Kara eating Lena out, and Lena was splitting her time between watching Kara and watching Cat as her fingers moved quickly behind the lace.

A strangled whine escaped Kara's throat. One hand fell away from Lena's chest to run down Cat's side until she got to the red lace. She looked up to meet Cat's wide, blown gaze until the woman was nodding fervently. With one finger and barely any pressure, Kara was tearing away the fabric to watch two slender fingers moving through the wetness between Cat's lips.

Lena's low-pitched groan reverberated as a result of Kara's sudden sharp suck on her clit at the sight of Cat's fingers.

"Kara," Cat said, her tone slightly begging. Kara looked up to meet Cat's gaze again, but continued licking, her tongue occasionally swirling around Lena's clit. "How fast…" she trailed off as her fingers stuttered. "How fast can you move your tongue and fingers?"

"Oh fuck!" Lena gasped, her back arching and eyes widening at the thought.

Kara refused to pull her mouth away enough to answer - but she knew what Cat was asking. It wasn't something she had ever tried on someone else before, but she knew she wouldn't hurt Lena. She positioned a finger, ready to slip into Lena's heat and her tongue started to lick, lavishing at her stiff clit, as she waited for Lena's consent.

In preparation, Lena got a better grip on Kara's hair and Cat's left hand, her body squirming already at the new pace Kara's tongue was setting - the quick flicks back and forth were not Supergirl-fast, but they were starting to feel vibrator-fast.

She took a deep breath and nodded down at Kara - feeling the "I love you," ready to fall out at any second, but holding back for a moment until she'd be conscious of what words actually meant and not just at the thought of being thoroughly fucked.

In answer, Kara groaned, eclipsing Cat's breathy moan, and she increased her pace on Lena's clit first, giving her time to adjust to the new sensation. It was just south of shattering: Kara had gently blown on her clit, making her quiver at the chill, and then the tip of her tongue was moving so quickly that it felt like every nerve-ending in Lena's clit was being lavished, without a break, at a pressure that was too delicious to comprehend. If Kara had been anyone else, Lena was sure that she'd have a fist-full of blonde hair in her hand, instead, it felt more like reins of a saddle that she was desperately trying to hold onto.

"You're doing so well, Lena. So, so good, sweetheart. I'm so proud of you! I'm so proud. Tell me what you feel, sweetheart?" Cat asked, her temple against Lena's, two fingers of her right hand still fucking herself, faster now.

Lena couldn't catch her breath to answer, though. If the pleasure wasn't so great, she may have felt the pain in her neck as she ducked her head to bury it against Cat's shoulder. But she couldn't watch Kara's mouth any longer, watch those blue eyes stare up at her with...with...love? That couldn't be it, Lena thought. The look was so intense that she needed a respite. Cat's words were grounding her and helping her focus on the pleasure without it overwhelming her - because it was overwhelming.

And then Kara added her finger.

The slew of profanity Lena shouted wasn't quite silenced by the skin of Cat's shoulder, no matter how hard Lena had bit down. She hadn't even realized she had done it. No matter, Cat's responding orgasm was a blessing for the woman, so very happy to have come from contact, at least. The teeth marks would only last two days.

It couldn't be helped, though. It was unlike anything Lena had ever felt, and she was coming: her muscles were contracting almost at the speed of Kara's tongue and pumps, faster than any vibrator Lena had ever used, and she didn't feel her orgasm stopping. Wave after wave washed over her. Her hips snapped to keep up, but it was no use - she felt like she was floating and like no part of her was in control. She could tell she was soaking the sheets, and all she could do was cling to Kara's hair and Cat's words as she rode out the most intense orgasm - moment - of her life. Lena was yelling something. No...sobbing something. She couldn't even understand her own words.

Slowly, the feeling started to abate, and Lena found herself sandwiched between Kara and Cat. Cat was kissing her face and neck as she shushed her and stroked her while Kara nuzzled and clung. Lena felt herself fall back on the pillows as she sucked in gulps of air. She was lightheaded, and soon, a cool compress was at her neck and a bottle of water was at her lips. Carefully, drops of water were in her mouth until she felt like she could lift her arms enough to control the flow.

Kara's face was against hers. "Are you okay? Was that...was that too much? That was too much. Right?"

Lena could hear the panic and worry in her voice. She wished she had the energy to do more, but the deep laugh that started in her belly rumbled out until she turned her head to better view Kara. "Too much?" Lena asked, her smile dopy. "Fuck, Kara," and she kissed her. Kara was taken by surprise as Lena slumped against her, her mouth tightly pressed against Kara's wet face. "Not too much, love," Lena muttered, the laugh back. "Now show Cat," she whispered. "Let her ride your fingers, then your face," Lena said so softy Cat couldn't hear.

A part of Lena wasn't even sure if she could handle the sight, but Cat was probably seconds away from crying in sexual frustration, knowing the woman. She gave one more peck to Kara's stunned mouth before Kara started to smile, her blue eyes brightening in the purest joy Lena had ever seen on her face - which was saying something. And then, Cat was squealing as Kara used her super-speed to gather her up in her arms and onto her lap against the pillows and beside Lena.

Cat's first taste of Lena on Kara's face, lips, and mouth, had her groaning deeply in her chest. Lena danced her fingertips up and down Cat's sides, back, and thighs as Cat held Kara's face still enough to clean her up, both women rocking into their kiss. Lena knew that mounting Kara was a fantasy Cat had tried not to picture for many years, and so far, it was surpassing her expectations.

Not that Kara needed to do much. Cat's thighs were painted with her own arousal. Everything leading up to this moment could be categorized as The Hottest Thing Cat Grant had ever witnessed, in person or otherwise. Cat hadn't even been able to see Kara's tongue or finger move, they had gone so fast. Watching Lena's orgasm, Kara between those thighs - Cat didn't think she could hold on another second now that she was on top of Kara.

And what's more - the look in Kara's eyes as she stared at Cat was a catalyst all unto itself. Lena, when she looked up at Cat, was like a starving woman begging for scraps. It was all too easy to give Lena any and everything she could or would ever want and desire. Cat couldn't wait for the day when the look in Lena's eyes would just be expectant: so accustomed to the love that she was no longer surprised by it.

Kara, however, was looking up at Cat as though Cat were the one who could leap tall buildings in a single bound. That every moment that Cat gave Kara was a blessing - she could do no wrong. It was an awesome responsibility. The weight of both Kara and Lena's need for her should make her feel claustrophobic.

But, instead...

"I won't last," Cat pleaded breathlessly as she rubbed against Kara's stomach - that toned stomach that rippled with each rock of Cat's hips. The sight alone was proving too much for Cat.

"She can come a lot, Kara," Lena told her. "Keep fucking her until I say so." That's what prompted Cat's first orgasm on top of Kara. Cat's neck was snapped back as her hips continued to jerk against Kara. Lena didn't need to look up at Kara to know she was also staring down at Kara's stomach where Cat was smearing her arousal.

There was a beat after Kara brushed back Cat's sweaty hair and placed soft kisses on her temples and cheeks when Lena asked Kara, "You okay?" suddenly worried that Kara desperately needed to come, or take a break, or...or...a protein bar? But there was only wonder and reverence on Kara's face as she stared up at Cat, over to Lena, and then back to Cat - like some priceless treasure had just been bestowed upon her. "Oh, Cat," Lena breathed to herself, her voice even lower than usual: Cat had no idea what she was in for.

Cat was too focused on all of Kara's clothes.

She framed Kara's face again and brought her mouth to hers. While they kissed, Cat's hand flicked Kara's bra open and then worked Kara's hair out of its ponytail. It was then that Cat remembered Lena having asked her about Kara vs. Supergirl. As though Cat had separated the two.

Supergirl was impenetrable, therefore, impossible to be marked by human lips? Cat sank her teeth into Kara's neck as her hips continued up and down Kara's stomach. Cat would just work extra hard to leave her kisses all over Kara's body, fairly certain her mark would be left whether visible or not.

Kara was panting hard, head still swimming as Cat rode her. "May I?" Kara asked, head tilted up, pulling away to whisper her question against Cat's lips. Cat felt like a bit of an asshole, because Kara was asking permission, fingers poised at the snap of Cat's bra, and Cat hadn't bothered to ask.

Even so, when Cat looked into those deep blue eyes, she saw that she didn't need to ask Kara for permission. Kara rarely put herself into situations she didn't want to be a part of, and when she did, there were exits in place. Kara didn't need exits now. So Cat leaned forward and placed her wet lips by Kara's ear. "I want you naked, Kara," she rasped, growing smugger at Kara's gasp. "I need to see your body. In three...two…"

Kara's eyes widened at the abrupt countdown. As Cat's lips formed "one," Kara quickly tossed the woman lightly and had her own pants and underwear off before Cat even realized she was airborne, and slipped Cat's bra off and her own glasses too, feeling self-satisfied that she managed to even slip Lena's bra off completely. Now, they were all naked, and Kara gave Cat a moment to regain her equilibrium, distracting herself with the sight before her - Cat's breasts. She buried her face and sucked harder than she thought prudent, but knew that Cat liked rough. The answering gasps and groans had Kara's mouth working harder and faster.

Sure, she had left marks on Lena - mostly light marks on the inside of her thighs and hips that would be gone by tomorrow, but there was a dark purpling mark on the side of her breast that Kara noticed and felt a ridiculous sense of pride. But Cat - she would want more. And Kara would know: she spent every day for years thinking about what Cat Grant would want and need.

With Lena, it had been their eye contact, the subtle touches they shared, how Lena had said her name while the emotions in her eyes swirled. And yes, maybe even what she swore over and over there at the end as Kara fucked her.

That she loved Kara.

There were mentions of loving Cat too - but that had made sense: that wasn't their first time sleeping together. The way Lena had declared her love to Kara, barely audible and slightly hysterical, was maddeningly shocking. Kara could live in Groundhog Day and Lena would still find ways to surprise her daily. She wasn't sure if the declaration of love had more to do with Lena's intense orgasms or if she really did mean it.

Lena was always surprising her.

But Kara had made it a science knowing Cat. And while the woman letting Kara even kiss her - never mind what was currently happening - was shocking, it wasn't, at the same time. No, not when Kara thought about it. The look Cat would get in her eyes sometimes... While she was careful to never direct that look at Kara, Kara could now understand that those looks were for her, not just when she was Supergirl.

With that in mind, Kara watched Cat's expressions as she sucked hard on her breasts, while one hand squeezed the other breast and pinched the pink-tipped nipple harder than she had with Lena. Cat would like it hard and fast, and vocal. Lena had already proven that. And while it had never occurred to Kara to talk dirty during sex, finding it far too embarrassing, telling Cat Grant filthy things felt more like a foregone conclusion. Having Lena Luthor bear witness felt like a rather good investment.

For these two women, Kara found herself doing and saying things she never thought she could, should, or would.

Well, hadn't that always been the way with these two?

Lena was still stroking Cat and Kara wherever she could touch, and Kara's hand briefly squeezed Lena's as she trailed it down Cat's back to her ass. Cat's hips bucked when Kara squeezed and positioned Cat a little higher up so she could slip her fingers into Cat's core from behind. Cat shivered and gasped at the feel. "Didn't think you had it in you," Cat scratched out, her voice already rough from exertion.

Cat had always thought of her as a prude. This wasn't news to Kara. It was just how she had been raised on Krypton - the way it was on Krypton. It was difficult to change that mindset, especially since her physical abilities didn't exactly make it easy with the fragile humans. It was hard to unlearn all of that. Under normal circumstances, that is.

At that moment, however, it would've been very difficult for Kara to remember anything except the sounds both women made when they came, the color of their eyes when their pleasure washed over them, and the feel. Feeling Lena's center contracting around her fingers and tongue made Kara gush. Would Cat feel the same?

Kara needed to know.

"Cat," Kara breathed out, her lips against the woman's. "You're soaking my hand," she began with a stuttered breath. Cat groaned her reply and nodded, eyes fluttering. She was still rocking against Kara's stomach, but was now trying to slip onto Kara's fingers where they explored her wetness. Kara glanced over at Lena, silently asking for help.

Lena moved even closer to Kara to glance up at Cat's blissed-out face. "How many fingers do you want, Cat?"

Another deep moan, and Lena encouraged Kara with a smile that was probably far too loving for the situation. Kara responded in kind, then seemed to fortify herself. "Cat wants everything I can give her," Kara said, in a far more confident voice then she probably felt. "You smell so good, Cat," she tacked on, delirious with the scent. Lena was impressed. She felt the arousal stir within her, and wasn't at all surprised when Cat's lips rushed to meet Kara's, moaning all the while she kissed and tangled her fingers into Kara's hair like she was trying to hold on for dear life.

Which she was. Kara's fingers were slowly exploring Cat's lips and clit with the tip of one finger, seemingly in no rush. Cat felt desperate for more. Yes, she had already come a few times, but they had been small spasms that felt more like taking the edge off, not throwing herself off a ledge. And that's what Cat needed. No: craved. She wanted to feel Kara fuck her.

"Kara," Cat begged now, lips back on Kara's neck to bite and suck with real force. "Fuck me. Fuck me, darling. Please," she stressed, still trying to move her hips to encourage Kara's fingers inside her pussy.

It was a lot for Kara to hear. Her mind went swimming again. But she kept enough of herself aware to clamp down on the tip of Cat's nipple with her teeth.

It had never been Kara's intention to get Cat to beg - that wasn't her thing. She just needed Cat as wet as possible. She felt badly that she had neglected her. Her palm slid against Cat's ass until her middle finger slipped inside Cat's pussy. She instantly felt dizzy at the feel, but the responding moan that had Cat's mouth parting, caused her stomach to flip frantically.

Cat was hissing her yeses over and over as she slid her body up and down and back and forth on Kara's finger. It seemed impossibly easy for the woman to get wet, and soon, Kara's palm was truly soaked, making it easy for her to slide a second finger inside. Watching Cat's face react was making her own body spasm relentlessly.

Lena encouraged Kara with another look. It was mostly self-serving, because Lena felt breathless with desire once again. Watching this was a struck match in precarious fingers and Lena was waiting for the moment it exploded. To ground herself, she reached over Kara's shoulder to caress and play with one of her breasts, her eyes watching Cat get fucked, taking in the woman's eyes, mouth, and how Kara's fingers looked entering her.

"What do you want to tell Cat, Kara? How does her pussy feel around your fingers?"

"So fucking good, Cat," Kara groaned out, speeding them up slightly. "Do you want it deeper or thicker?"

"Yes," Cat answered, frenzied.

Kara gasped and added a third finger, focusing on pushing in and out deeply, all while increasing the speed and trying to focus on her rhythm, and not the feel of Cat's ever-tightening grip and Lena's distracting hand.

"You feel so good," Kara choked out, leaning up to take Cat's lips between her own.

"Faster, Kara," Lena replied, her voice cracking. Through her kiss, Kara could hear Lena touching herself, and Cat let out a high-pitched gasp at how quickly Kara started to fuck her in response.

"Lena," Cat gushed out, her hand blindly reaching out for Lena's. It was a hard decision to make, but Lena stopped touching herself and slipped her wet fingers into Cat's outstretched hand. She sat up on her knees to be closer to both women and pressed a quick kiss to their lips. Every second she was getting more and more restless to be touching more of Kara.

"I'll be touching you soon, darling," Lena said, her eyes locking on Kara's as she took her hand away from Kara's breasts to run down Cat's tightening stomach and to her clit. "Fuck, so hard," Lena marveled as she started rubbing Cat's clit in fast, tight circles, just how the woman liked it. "Add another, and faster, Kara," Lena instructed again, wanting to blow Cat's mind thoroughly.

It was working. Cat's orgasm was exploding even before Kara added another finger and more speed - Lena's intent. Cat's hand clung to her own as Lena tried her best to keep Cat upright. Her other hand was gripping Kara's shoulder so hard, Lena was half expecting Kara to wince.

Cat wasn't even sure her orgasm was completely finished, but somehow she was sitting on Kara's face, Lena's hands tweaking her nipples as she lapped at her clit, and Kara's tongue moving so quickly inside of her that Cat couldn't tell exactly what her tongue was doing. Spirals? Circles? Spelling out the entire catalogue of menus in the whole of National City? Probably.

All Cat could do was continue rocking to the rhythm as she fisted Lena and Kara's hair, her screams and shrieks as continuous as Lena's had been, and probably also swearing her undying love for both of the women beneath her.

It ended with her body's frozen pleasure before tipping over onto the bed beside Lena, immobile. No one spoke. The room was just a surround-sound of heavy breathing and gasping.

Finally, Cat caught her breath enough to announce: "In 2006 I had an hour-long oblique-off with Jillian Michaels. I trained a solid six-months beforehand," Cat began through pants. "I'm pretty sure that's the only reason I'm not dead right now."

Lena found herself nodding, even though she had no idea who Jillian Michaels was, but she understood the sentiment. And furthermore, could the human body withstand this much pleasure? Not just the pace that Kara set, but being with Cat and Kara was…

Lena turned her head and met Cat's gaze. They stared at one another for a long moment before a mutual smile started to spread on both their faces. In those smiles they shared their happiness, desire, and love. Then their smiles grew, curling.

It was Kara's turn.

Their exhaustion seemed to run away at the idea. Cat's fingers gripped the rich comforter on the king-sized bed as she pulled and then crawled herself closer to Lena's mouth. Their kisses were unhurried as they tasted one another on their lips and tongues. Beside them, Kara sat up to watch the sensual sight. Kara brushed the back of her hand down Lena's jaw, down between her breasts, and back up again, then over to Cat's chest, down her ribs and legs, and then over to Lena's thighs.

Their pleasure was her pleasure, Kara thought with a possessed gaze, unable to stop herself from fitting her body snugly against Lena's back. She propped herself up on an elbow on top of a pillow as she watched them, her hips moving against Lena's ass.

"You feel so good, sweetheart," Cat said against Lena's lips, taking her time to touch her. Lena's soft skin felt so delicate after being with Kara.

Lena groaned in the back of her throat, the attention from both Cat and Kara was exquisite. She tugged on Cat's earlobe with her sharp teeth and whispered, "Watching Kara fuck you has me so wet, Cat."

Cat's deep chuckle sounded almost sinister, her desire was so thick. She met Lena's lidded gaze and traced her bottom lip with her thumb. Her laugh was lighter when Lena nipped at it, but then Lena quickly became distracted by the wetness Kara was spreading against her ass. She curled her arm behind her to cup the back of Kara's head to bring her closer.

"Together?" she asked Cat in a whisper.

Cat's eyes slipped shut as she groaned: the mental image was almost too much to bear. Her eyes fluttered open as she clenched her jaw before nodding. "Yes," she hissed back. They kissed once and then twice before Cat began to crawl to the other side of the bed, around Lena. Lena accommodated, and Kara caught on, moving more in the center of the bed, but unsure as to what the women had planned.

Now Cat was the one propped up on the pillow, slightly leaning over Kara as Kara lay on her back, her gaze jumping from Lena to Cat and back again. Cat's right hand brushed down Kara's breasts and stomach, as Lena, curled on her side facing Kara, traced the planes of Kara's face gently. To have the undivided attention of both women was making Kara's heart race and throb, the overwhelming love she felt was uncontainable.

Kara looked to Cat first and carefully pulled the woman so she was half lying on Kara's body. Their gazes held as Kara brought their faces closer until their mouths were inches apart. "Cat…" Kara began, swallowing down the lump in her throat. "I love you," she breathed out, and then kissed the woman so softly. She could taste Cat and Lena in almost equal measure as their lips brushed, and nothing felt more right than that.

Pulling away, Cat took a moment to collect herself. "Oh, Kara," Cat said, her voice breaking slightly as she stroked Kara's cheek. The woman was nodding, her mouth seemingly stuck with emotion. "For so long," she finally released on a breath. They kissed again, deeper this time, like Cat was trying to convey her every feeling in this one kiss.

When they pulled apart to stare at one another, to breathe in the other, the tightness in Kara's heart felt like a new life.

Cat offered her a watery smile and pulled away to hover over Kara, but made no effort to remove her body. Kara brushed a tear from the woman's cheek and allowed her smile to grow as she stared at her. To release the tension, Cat winked, and Kara understood that Cat needed an emotional break. She turned her head to look at Lena.

Lena already had tears brimming in her eyes, her jaw set, and her hand slightly trembling on Kara's shoulder. "Lena," Kara began, her own emotions suddenly too much. She pulled Lena at her waist until she was covering Kara's other side, and their mouths met over a catch in Kara's voice and a sob from Lena.

When Kara felt the tears only swimming, she touched her forehead to Lena's, cupped her cheek, and whispered "I love you so much, Lena." It was like a declaration, trying to ensure that Lena really heard it.

On both cheeks, tears raced, one after the other, as Lena stared into Kara's eyes. Kara could see the tremble of Lena's chin, how she convulsively swallowed, the flare of her nostrils, and knew that Lena was only just holding it together. Like Kara, Cat could barely stand the heartbreaking scene, and cuddled closer to Lena, caressing her lower back as she watched Lena's eyes continue to lock with Kara's.

With a shuddering breath, Lena sat up on her knees and held Kara's face softly in her hands, as though Kara was the breakable one. Lena's eyes raced over her face before she brought their foreheads together and tightly shut her eyes, trading breaths with Kara. "Thank you for letting me love you," she finally said, with almost great relief.

Kara pulled her head back and smiled up at Lena, tracing every feature with awe. "Lena," Kara said carefully, her smile almost exploding, "You've made it incredibly easy to love you," she whispered, still trying to drive the point home.

"You're irresistible, Luthor. Deal with it," Cat whispered back at Lena's ear, and then looked into Kara's eyes with a beaming smile of her own. Lena offered a watery chuckle, but wasn't allowed to apologize for her emotions.

Instead, she dipped her head until her lips were at Kara's ear. "I love you," she said softly, but with strength. And then she was repeating it in a whisper over and over. Kara held her tightly and memorized the moment.

Lena pulled back and offered a soft smile to Kara that bloomed into the happiest smile Kara had ever seen on the woman. Then she was giving the same smile to Cat. Lena's lips went to Cat's ear and Kara forced herself to look and listen elsewhere to give them that private moment. Neither Lena nor Cat would have minded if Kara had listened.

If she had, she would've heard Lena's meaningful "thank you," followed by Cat's wink and smirk. Their lips met, and held before, mutually, both of their hands started to explore Kara's body. They slid off Kara's body to allow more room to roam, and Kara arched off the bed at the feel.

Their touches were barely-there, but the intensity of the moment made it feel like something completely different to Kara. It felt like the most profound impressions, with two women she loved desperately leaving parts of themselves all over Kara - their skin against hers and using only their fingertips and palms.

Lena lowered her head first, unable to deny herself any longer. She began with Kara's stomach, leaving open-mouthed kisses and licks across her abs, and up towards her chest. Cat dipped her head and attacked Kara's shoulder and neck, her eyes watching Lena's ministrations. All Kara could do was cup the backs of their heads and try not to undulate too aggressively, hardly holding onto her desire now that Cat and Lena's bodies seemed sated for the moment.

Kara was wet. So very wet. All night. Every moment, it seemed, since she had first seen Cat and Lena together. That sight had changed Kara so profoundly, that her world could now be split into before that moment, and after. She had been so blind to Cat and Lena's feelings, and especially her own. How had she missed this? How had she lived without this?

"I need you both so much," Kara crooned, her neck extending as she tried to hold in her desire. Both women moved up Kara's body then, their mouths next to one another as they kissed Kara's mouth: Cat on the left, Lena on the right, their lips and tongues meeting Kara's as much as each other's. Then down her jaw, to her neck, and then their lips were around Kara's nipples, their hands exploring the stretches of skin and muscle with quivering hands that seemed to be remembering with each touch that careful wasn't necessary.

Cat looked up at Kara from under her eyelashes, her lips red and wet as she released Kara's nipple, getting Kara to groan and her body to roll.

"Can we fuck you at the same time, darling?" she asked, her heart rate increasing at the thought. Kara clenched her jaw and watched as Lena ducked her head as the mental images raced through her. Kara swallowed thickly and nodded, not able to picture something she needed more than that very thing: Cat and Lena touching her.

Cat leaned forward and kissed Kara's mouth again, nipping at her bottom lip a few times before offering a soft smile. "Let us know if it's too much," she said, her tone hesitant.

Before Kara could laugh that statement off, or explain that it couldn't be, Cat's fingers were against her mouth. "It may not hurt, but that's not what I meant. You can tell us anything, know that."

Kara was a little taken aback by how serious Cat had grown. As they stared at one another, Lena buried her face in Kara's neck and cuddled close to her, her hand raking up and down Kara's stomach. Slowly, Kara nodded back to Cat. Lena kissed her neck and Cat kissed her lips again before lowering herself back down Kara's body, lips claiming her chest. Lena's nails scraped over Kara's ribs and back up to her breasts.

The moment felt heavier then. Kara stared down at them, her breaths shallow, and her legs parting as she silently begged. Cat and Lena's hands met in the middle of Kara's chest, and they kissed deeply as their joined hands trailed down to the top of Kara's mound. With great effort, Kara regulated her breathing so as not to displace either woman or break up their kiss - because Kara was sure she'd never tire of watching that.

When they pulled away, it was Lena to encourage her this time. "Open up for us, Kara," she said, her voice a whine.

"Spread your legs, darling," Cat agreed, her hand stroking Kara's bare thigh in encouragement, and her legs parted further.

Neck straining on the pillow, Kara moaned at the first touch of fingertips at her clit. She couldn't tell at that moment whose fingers were whose, but did it matter? The feather-light touches had her spreading her legs even wider and gripping the comforter underneath her to focus her energy. Lena's mouth went to her breast while Cat licked at her stomach. The effect was making Kara taut and dizzy, afraid she'd shatter by the stimulation.

Then the fingers started to flick at her clit and her back bowed and Kara fought with the comforter beneath her. "Feels so good," Kara said, the words rumbling up her throat. She forced her eyes open and found both Cat and Lena staring up at her from beneath their eyelashes, both their mouths still on Kara's skin.

The desire reflecting back felt like another punch to Kara's control. And between them, Kara could make out their interlaced fingers on her sparse blonde curls, brushing against her clit. She slammed her eyes shut for a moment to swallow thickly and get a hold of herself before she broke apart.

Cat could tell every moment was a struggle for Kara - to not come, to want to come and wait, to not react physically to what each sensation was doing to her. The fact that she was metaphorically tied up, restraining herself, had Cat rubbing herself against Kara's smooth leg. It was a truly unique and beautiful experience: Kara felt so soft, not unlike any woman, really, but she could tell that Kara could only just feel the pressure they were applying, which was far from delicate.

Lena voiced it first: "Harder, yes?" she asked, her voice so deep and thick from arousal, her eyes so dilated that they were almost black. Cat was fairly certain she was in the exact same state, but the sudden need to take care of both Kara and Lena washed over her.

"Yes, sweetheart, yes," she said, and Lena seemed to shiver at the response, just like all the other times Cat would encourage her. "Ready, darling?" Cat asked, placing a kiss to Kara's hip. Kara only nodded as she watched, her eyes hypnotized by the sight of Cat and Lena's fingers rubbing her clit back and forth.

It was messy, and so hot, Lena thought. She couldn't believe how wet Kara was, how easy it was for her and Cat's fingers to slide. Kara's legs had parted for them so easily, giving them plenty of room, and Lena kept getting overwhelmed with the trust Kara had put in them. To hold Cat's hand during their staggering experience felt like a shot of adrenaline.

"Cat," Lena began, and briefly buried her face in Cat's neck to thank and worship her. She felt Kara's hand brush through her hair and Cat's hand tighten in her own.

"I'm so proud of you both," Cat whispered back, and Kara whined at the acknowledgment. Their speed increased, then, and Kara keened as she moaned. Their movements were getting sloppier and they both lowered themselves down Kara's body, allowing her to sit up on her elbows against the pillows to watch.

Lena looked to Cat and Cat slowed their hands. "Inside?" she asked Lena, then glanced up at Kara. But Kara was far too gone to understand, her chest heaving as she looked down at the pair. Lena watched Kara for a moment to commit it to memory before nodding to Cat. They shared an awed smile before moving down Kara's center. Before entering, they watched Kara carefully as they both slowly slid a finger inside Kara's heat; breathing hard and hardly daring to believe this was real. Kara was so wet and hot and both she and Lena were able to slide inside. All three of them moaned. They weren't even moving yet, just filling Kara and feeling every emotion that it brought on. She and Lena watched Kara until her eyes fluttered open. She wet her lips and nodded, letting them know that she was all right.

And she really was. When Cat had stressed that she wanted to make sure Kara was going to be okay during this experience, Kara didn't understand at first. Now she knew - it was a lot emotionally to have both Cat and Lena inside of her at once. It felt unlike anything she had ever experienced. She had to shut her eyes to refrain from crying. She was fairly certain that they would understand that her tears had more to do with the love and joy she felt, but she didn't want the moment to be paused for that emotion.

Kara wanted to feel more. She nodded again, looking deeply into both of their gazes to stress that she was ready. She ran her fingers through their hair and down to their shoulders, allowing at least one more moment to show them that she trusted them. Lena smiled and seemed to accept it first. She kissed Kara's palm and then looked to Cat.

Cat tore her eyes from Kara's, hesitant still, until she saw Lena's smiling face. Cat clicked her tongue, understanding that she was being overprotective, and gave Lena a quick kiss, but kept her lips close. "You first, sweetheart," she whispered.

Both Lena and Kara softly gasped, understanding that more was about to happen. Lena glanced up at Kara's lidded gaze and bit her lip as she slowly pumped her finger. Kara jerked at the movement, chest heaving as she panted, eyes still on Lena. Then Lena moved again and watched as each time she pumped her finger, Kara's hips echoed the motion.

Cat watched, eyes darting from Lena's finger, to her face, to Kara's body, and up to Kara's expression on repeat, never settling for long. The feel of Lena's finger moving on top of hers was so erotic. It was a slow, careful push and pull that seemed to be as arousing for Kara and Lena as it was for her.

Lena's red, wet mouth was open as her breathing turned shallow. And then they were all moaning again when Cat started to fuck Kara in time with Lena. Kara was wet enough to accommodate, easily. Even so, they kept their movements short and slow as Kara got used to the newest sensation. While she wasn't full, she was filled - a distinction Kara wouldn't have been able to explain just then, but it felt accurate. It felt like how she should have always been fucked.

"Yes," she heard herself say as she arched, both women going faster now. Kara forced herself to soak up the whole moment instead of just giving into the pleasure. She listened to the sounds of Cat and Lena's moans as they fucked her - and the sounds their bodies made together. The periodic kisses they shared. The feel of their mouths on Kara. The scent of their own arousal. And the way they looked at each other and Kara.

Kara could only watch for a few scattered moments before it became too much. She wasn't sure how long she'd last and she was sure that she wouldn't be able to handle another round - not without serious aftercare. She wanted to be wrapped up with these women for hours, letting them hold and kiss her, to hear their love.

Even though she wanted to hold off on coming, her legs were already shaking.

"I feel you squeezing me," Cat breathed out in awe. She groaned when it happened again, and Lena's voice hitched and pushed faster and harder.

Cat quickly caught on. She bit down on Lena's shoulder to keep her own desire in check while she enjoyed Kara's. Together, they moved faster and faster until they were fucking Kara as quick and hard as they could.

The waves started to crest and Kara gasped as her body stiffened, everything tingling at once.

They watched Kara come, her body quaking and restraining her thrashes as she pulsed around their fingers. Lena used her free hand to rub over Kara's clit, enjoying how it seemed to bring out a new level of Kara's pleasure.

"Fuck," Cat rasped as Kara's mews changed into gasped screams. Every muscle in Kara's body seemed to freeze and flex, almost floating, her body seemingly illuminated for a beautiful second before she collapsed back down on the bed, her body limp as she panted.

Both women slowly pulled out and then chased after Kara's outstretched hands. Kara hadn't even opened her eyes, just waited for them to join her at her side before pulling them close to her. Lena tucked her face in Kara's neck and whispered her I love yous. Over half of Cat's body covered Kara's, her leg curling around Lena's thigh, as she held Kara as tightly as she could, expecting her vulnerability.

When Lena seemed to be satisfied telling Kara she loved her, she pressed kisses to Kara's neck and shoulder, holding her lips there for a long moment before repeating the effort all over again until Lena was drowsy with her love. Her eyes started to get heavier and take longer to open each time. Cat watched on, stroking Kara's hair and breathing her in.

Earlier, she hadn't been able to speak the words to tell Kara how much she loved her. She knew Kara understood. But even so, Cat wanted her to know. She was struggling with her own shit, but watching Lena fall asleep in Kara's arms, and watching Kara fall more in love with Lena as she did so, made Cat's heart race and sing. They both watched Lena's peaceful face as she slept, time slowly passing. As she continued picturing telling Kara how much she loved her, her heart rate only elevated further, getting Kara's attention.

"You okay?" Kara asked softly. She gave Lena's sleeping form one last loving smile before she looked up at Cat, her smile stretching.

Cat settled down on Kara's chest so they could be eye to eye. "You're asking me if I'm okay? Pretty sure that's my line," she said, lips quirking.

Kara's smile turned even more radiant, and she squeezed Cat to her again. She turned to bury her nose in Cat's hair and lay a kiss on the crown. "I remember one day at work - Rao, you were in a mood that day," Kara began, laughing at the memory. "It was a long day, too. You were upset because Carter had to stay at his dad's unexpectedly, so you wanted to work late."

Cat had no memory of the day - mostly because they were sadly common - and she didn't know where Kara was going with it, but it was enough to just hear Kara speak with that light, happy tenor.

"It was after eight in the evening - before the days of Supergirl," Kara clarified, sparing Cat a look and smile before her eyes went back staring at the memory. "You gave orders and everyone rushed out of your office until it was just us, standing close at your desk, pouring over a layout."

Now Cat remembered.

The only reason she had shooed everyone out of her office was because Kara had had the foresight to get Cat dinner. She hadn't eaten since breakfast and she was crabby. Kara had just known. She had brought back a cheeseburger, fries, and a very large root beer float. It had been heaven. It was one of the first times she had called her Kara instead of intentionally saying her name incorrectly. More importantly, it had been one of the first times that Cat had let her mask slip.

Kara was, of course, attractive. But that had been one of the first times, if not the first, that Cat felt something. Attraction was easy to ignore for Cat. Compassion, intuition, and consideration were not. Especially when they were mixed with attractive. Cat knew she had hid her feelings well that day and so many after. So where was Kara going with this?

"I remember," Cat said, looking up and catching Kara's smile.

"Oh no!" Kara said as quietly as she could, ducking her head in embarrassment. Cat was sure if her hands were not wrapped around both she and Lena, Kara would be covering her blushing face.

Cat's forehead crinkled. "Wait...what did I miss?"

At that, Kara looked up in surprise. "Oh, thank Rao," she said with a laugh.

"You did something embarrassing?"

Kara laughed again and gave a shy smile. "I often do around you."

Cat bit her lip and stared at Kara fondly, pleased to hear these thoughts now, in this context. "Well, what did you do that time?"

Kara groaned and shook her head. "I smelled your hair."

Cat laughed, a sharp sound that leapt out suddenly in surprise, and found herself also shaking her head. "Oh, Kiera," she said, like she was scandalized.

Kara tapped her foot with her own. "I couldn't help it in that moment. You just…"

Cat turned in even closer to Kara and let her smile spread and soften. "What?" she asked in a whisper. Beside Kara, Lena burrowed into Kara and Cat wiggled out of Kara's arm to pull a blanket over Lena's naked body. Before she retreated back, she smiled at the peaceful look on Lena's face and mentally reminded herself to set Lena's alarm for her meeting in the morning.

Then it was her turn to burrow into Kara. "You were saying?" she asked, eyebrow high and expectant.

Kara was looking at her with so much love and kissed the top of her head - Cat loved Lena too, it seemed - before giving another self deprecating laugh. "We were looking at the spread from the shoot, but you kept staring at the food I brought you."

"I haven't thought about that since finding out you're Supergirl - well...since I figured out you're Supergirl," she smirked pointedly up at Kara, making her laugh. "It makes sense now how quickly you were able to zip out to get the food. Probably also heard my stomach rumbling."

"Super-speed and super-hearing," Kara confirmed a little smugly. "The only ways to survive having you as a boss," she joked to a Cat Grant eye roll. "But you were trying so hard to make a decision over the layouts even though you were starving and I found myself just...just wanting to scoop you up in my arms. I was halfway moving closer when I realized what I was doing." Kara stopped abruptly and gave a shrug with her still-shy smile.

"And you sniffed my hair instead?" Cat asked teasingly.

Kara laughed again. "I had no intention of doing that," she clarified with a stern smile. "You just...you smelled so good! I wasn't thinking," she finished, too embarrassed. "Plus, super-smelling…" another shrug. "I couldn't help it." Another huge smile. "Now I don't have to!" she said before burying her nose in Cat's hair again.

"Well, Kara," Cat began, stretching out her legs and giving her shoulders a little roll. "Since I'm laying naked in your arms after a lot of sex, I think I can let that one creepy behavior slide. Now," Cat began, looking back up at Kara, her hazel eyes narrowing. "How many times have you used your X-Ray vision to stare at me naked?"

Kara's mouth dropped open in shock. "Miss Grant!" she shrieked as quietly as she could, but shocked by the question and implication. "I would never -"

Cat waved her away with her hand, her eyes rolling heaven-ward. "What a wasted ability."

Kara gasped. "Just for that, in my presence, public or otherwise, you will never wear clothes again!"

Cat had to bury her face in Kara's chest to avoid laughing too hard and waking Lena. Kara watched, a smile wide, as she waited for her to get herself under control. When she finally did, she looked up at Kara with a smirk. "See that I never do," Cat said, her tone softer despite the light mood.

The mood shifted until they were both quietly looking at one another.

"I missed you," Kara said with only a hint of a smile as she stared at Cat. They hadn't had time to catch up, not really. Her smile started to fade when Cat just stared back, the mood sobering even further.

I love you, too. "You know I missed you, right?" Cat asked seriously. Kara gasped and felt her heart start to pound.

At first, she couldn't speak so she only nodded. When Cat started to look skeptically at her, Kara collected herself.

All she could do was stare down at her lap, feeling even more naked than before. Then slowly, she explained: "I know that you've had to hide it, I was your assistant," Kara said, her brows furrowed. "And you never planned on...being with me," she considered. She seemed to be struggling, like she had just realized something. Cat was quick to fill in the rest.

"It really wasn't until Supergirl," Cat started slowly, trying to remember. Sometimes it felt like she had always cared for Kara too much.

"Supergirl?" Kara asked carefully.

Cat shrugged. "I'm a sucker for a uniform?" she asked, but smiled when she saw the doubt in Kara's eyes. "Not because you're Supergirl, Kara. Because you weren't just a twenty-something assistant."

Kara still looked a little confused, and slightly hurt.

Cat took a deep breath, trying to make her understand. "You shouldered the weight of the world. That comes with a level of maturity. On top of that, you were still the bubbly Sunny-Danvers that I grew to like and respect."

"So," Kara began, brow furrowing. "If I wasn't Supergirl then you never would've…"

Cat had to think about that. "If I wasn't a Media Mogul would you have ever looked twice at me?" Kara was indignant before it clicked. "You became more you when you put on that cape. Maybe that's what I was waiting for? I don't know. What I do know is, I can't go back."

"And now?"

"I can't go back to how it was before, not after…" Cat let out a long, deep breath as Kara stared at her. "Well...not after seeing you again, to be honest. But especially not after last night, and tonight."

Kara swallowed down her doubt. "So...you're staying? I mean, you're going back to National City?"

Cat sat up on her knees and suddenly rolled her eyes at her nakedness. "Can I have clothes perhaps?" she asked Kara. Carefully, not to wake Lena, Kara untucked herself, quickly dressed, kissed Cat's lips, and raced off back to their room. Cat thought about what she could possibly bring back and felt the need to be more specific. "Maybe a t-shirt of yours?" Cat asked in a slightly louder voice, fairly sure that if she did wake Lena, Lena wouldn't mind.

Two floors above, Kara felt herself smile at Cat's request, and grabbed everything they'd need for a sleepover. She changed into a t-shirt and shorts and hurried back to Lena's suite. Cat's curls blew as Kara breezed into the room. Kara offered her a shy smile and held out a pair of midnight blue, silk and lace boyshorts and Kara' NCU t-shirt. Once Cat was dressed, only then did Kara get back into bed, arranging herself so that Lena would be more comfortable.

Cat watched as Kara carded her fingers through Lena's hair, and tried to find the right words. The exhaustion of the day was catching up. Just then, Kara released a loud yawn and gave Cat a dopey smile.

Heavy could wait. Any major decisions could wait - like her return back to National City...or not - Cat thought. For now, she was in bed with two spectacular women, and she was exhausted. Besides, she and Carter needed to have a long conversation. Something told her that her son already had a PowerPoint presentation prepared.

As Cat got comfortable under the covers and against Kara's side, Kara frowned. "We'll talk more later. We have plenty of time." When Kara started to blush and look guilty, Cat frowned. "What?" she asked, full of suspicion.

Kara bit her lip as she cringed. "Well, it's just that…"

"Yes?" Cat asked, her voice a sing-song of impatience.

"If I interview you for CatCo I can stay a little longer," Kara rushed to get it all out before Cat exploded.

To her surprise, Cat only scoffed and shook her head, the corners of her mouth twitching. "See: plenty of time," Cat conceded in agreement to Kara's earlier line.

Kara's brows furrowed. "You're not mad?" she asked as Cat curled onto her pillow, her eyes sliding shut.

"We'll work out the details later, Kara. Like how you'll be naked and I'll get to ask Supergirl questions as they occur to me."

Kara chuckled and slid down to get comfortable as well, pleased with the turn in events: Cat Grant was a lot easier to deal with when you were sleeping with her.

Win/win.

Lena's alarm woke her early the next day, and she was quick to turn it off before it woke Cat or Kara. She hadn't even remembered setting the alarm, but thankfully she had or she'd miss her meeting. Which, now that she was out of bed, she was seriously considering: Kara's arms were tightly wrapped around Cat's smaller frame. When Lena had awoken, she had found herself naked, tightly pressed against Kara's back, face full of blonde hair. She grabbed the clothes she'd need and took one long last look at what she had to walk away from, and spun on her heel regrettably.

Luckily, three hours later Lena was joining Kara, Cat, Carter, and the youngest Martins at the lodge's pool. Mostly, it consisted of Cat and Lena watching and laughing as Kara chased the kids around the pool. And then it was Kara chasing everyone around the pool. There were, however, a few times Lena was very sure that Kara had cheated and used super-speed to catch her and Cat.

They hadn't minded.

It was a day like the others since Kara's arrival. Which was why the sudden shrill ring from Kara's cell phone seemed so out of place. The kids went back to playing in the pool, but both Lena and Cat moved to watch as Kara hurried out of the pool to answer her phone. They watched closely as Kara smiled as she chatted - presumably with Alex - but knew the woman well enough to see that it wasn't just a friendly check-in. Kara was nodding far too much, for one thing.

She hung up and turned to eye both Cat and Lena significantly. They nodded back, and Kara motioned to the kids, silently asking Cat to apologize as Kara slipped out to handle the Supergirl situation. Another nod, and then they all paused. Sad smiles played on their lips, wishing they were alone so the moment could be more intimate.

Kara gave one last pained smile before she took off at a hurry. Neither Lena nor Cat looked away from the door, even long after Kara was already on her way to National City. It wasn't until Carter approached, his laugh still echoing on his face, that they remembered their setting. "Everything okay?" he asked, his gaze going back and forth between his mom and Lena.

Cat affixed her smile and reassured her son. "Of course. Kara just needed to handle something and Lena and I were just relaxing."

Carter smiled in return, having too good a time to question the strain on his mother's face. He went back to his friends and Cat felt the smile slide off her face. They quietly waded in the pool as the kids played. The pool was empty with the exception of the five of them and the lifeguard.

"I want you to fire her."

Lena's brows dipped as she looked over at Cat. "What? Who?" Cat nodded up at the lifeguard stand where the teenager from last time was playing on her phone, not paying attention. "Oh?" Lena asked. "On what grounds?"

Cat scoffed. "Her job is literally life or death and she's up there checking her mentions!"

Lena smothered her smirk. "I'll look into it, Catherine."

Cat's head jerked in Lena's direction, her mouth tight, ready to strike.

Under the water, Lena took Cat's hand and squeezed. "It was never easy to watch her fly into danger," she said, remembering that first time she actually knew Kara was Supergirl and her friend had rushed off into danger. Even though Lena had been hurt by Kara's betrayal, the worry still felt cloying. "But now…" Lena finished, suddenly so very aware of all she had to lose.

Cat knew exactly what Lena meant, and a part of her was just looking for a fight in order to feel something else besides worry. She had years to adjust, but this felt different. "Kara…" Cat trailed off as she considered. Part of her job had been to watch Supergirl footage over and over again. It wasn't the very first thing that made her suspect that Kara was Supergirl, but it was the first thing that made her hope she was: "She's resourceful. She finds reasons to keep fighting. Her heart gives her strength. She'll be okay." Kara the assistant had been exactly the same - if you gave her a task, she'd go to the ends of the earth to fulfill it.

Lena watched Cat for a moment and realized how true the words were. There always seemed to be a different gear Kara would hit when it was personal. "She won't want to disappoint us," Lena said, her smile soft.

Cat's smile was similar as their eyes met. "No. No, she wouldn't want that."

Kara sat in the back of the opened van, legs kicking out as she waited for Alex to be done with the other agents. She had already texted Lena and Cat that everything was fine and she'd be wrapping up soon to return to them. It hadn't taken long to neutralize the latest big bad, thankfully, and now she'd get a chance to catch up with her sister before heading back to Metropolis.

The idea of talking to Alex was fairly nerve-racking. There was absolutely zero way Kara would be able to get out of spilling everything to Alex. She'd ask how Kara was and the face-splitting smile would most certainly tell Alex that things were more than just good.

She waved at an agent as she walked by, and tried again to formulate what she'd say. There really wasn't a beginning to the story that would be sister-approved. Especially her sister. While Alex now liked and trusted Lena, she felt that this was a little different. And Cat? Kara blew out a long breath that luckily didn't feel chilly, and wondered if she'd be able to get away with Alex not following her back to the lodge to interrogate both Lena and Cat.

"You okay?" Alex asked, startling her. Kara jumped slightly, getting one of the van doors to shudder and close over, bang against her shoulder, and flap open again. Alex's eyebrow rose as she reached out to give a blushing Kara a bottle of water.

"Perfectly fine," Kara said with exaggerated bobs of her head.

"Uh huh," Alex replied, clearly not convinced, and sat next to Kara on the van's bumper. "How's everything going? You've been seriously cryptic in your texts."

Kara was still nodding as she stared down at the bottle in her hands. She actually was really excited to tell Alex. She just wanted Alex to be excited too.

How to tell this story? Well, Alex: I walked in on Lena and Cat naked and fucking. Next thing I knew, we decided it would be best if we all had sex together, and now we're happy and in love. The end! Oh! And my powers are all better now that I'm having awesome threesome sex with my billionaires.

"You sure you're okay?" Alex asked with a nudge.

Kara gave the ground another nod as her lips twisted to hide her grin and placed the bottle of water down before she turned it into a deadly weapon. How was she going to give her a very simple explanation that Alex wouldn't freak out about?

Kara took a deep breath and started slowly. "My powers seem to be all sorted."

Alex's eyes narrowed. "Just like that?"

Kara lips twisted again as she gave a shrug. "Turns out it was all tied to my emotions. I was able to have a really great conversation with Lena and we worked through everything. And reconnecting with Cat made a huge difference too."

"'Cat'?" Alex quoted slowly, watching the color in Kara's cheeks spread. But to her sister's credit, she kept her eye contact. After a moment, Alex's expression changed to puzzled then curious, before it cleared. "Well...good. I'm glad you were able to work things out with Lena and spend time with Cat. You think Lena's really okay with everything?"

Kara glanced away quickly and blew out another long stream of air to keep herself from embarrassing herself. Still normal breath temperature. She gave a few nods before turning back to Alex. Of course her sister was looking as though she was trying to discover state secrets. Alex could smell weakness.

"Lena was very clear, yes," Kara said, fighting to maintain eye contact as her blush continued to expand.

Alex took note and her eyebrows rose. "Oh? And 'Cat' is good too?"

"Uh huh," Kara squeaked, her eyes feeling like they were about to water as her sister's narrowed gaze continued to bear down on hers.

Alex inspected Kara, not understanding what she could possibly be hiding, but knowing she was hiding something. "And Carter's doing well?" she finally asked, knowing she needed a different tactic.

At the mention of Carter, the tension in Kara's whole frame seemed to dissolve as her smile grew. "He's fantastic! He has two friends there - they're brother and sister - and they're all such great kids."

"Really? Wow, that's wonderful!" Alex agreed, trying to match Kara's enthusiasm.

"I know, right! It's so nice getting to hang out with him and see him really grow into himself."

"Bummer that he's too busy with his friends, though," Alex lamented.

"Oh no!" Kara corrected happily. "We all usually spend our mornings with the three of them - breakfast, then either skiing or swimming and-"

"'We all'?"

"Oh, me, Cat, and Lena," Kara quickly filled in before moving on. "My first day the lodge had a movie/pizza party. But there's a game room too that-"

"Lena's not too busy working?"

"Only first thing in the mornings, really."

Alex nodded in understanding. "Game rooms are the coolest," she enthused.

Kara's eyes widened to stress her point. "The. Coolest."

"So Lena can't be there for breakfast?" Alex quickly asked.

"She's usually there for breakfast. She had to sneak out of bed this morning for a meeting but was able to join us by the pool."

Alex nodded in understanding. "Did that bother Cat?"

Kara was shaking her head. "No, Cat of all people understands."

"But she sneaked out of bed," Alex whispered, as though it should bother Cat.

"Cat was the one who set Lena's alarm when she forgot," Kara explained defensively.

"At least you had Cat to wake up next to."

Kara nodded happily as she smiled, legs kicking out again as she thought about waking up very early, sandwiched between both women. Later, when she woke up with a cold back but warmth in her embrace, she took her time breathing Cat in before the woman woke grumpy, in the need of caffeine and a shower. Surprisingly, Cat was almost chipper when she got up a half hour later. She had hmmmed at the feel of Kara nuzzling her neck, and held tight to Kara's arms to keep her close.

They hadn't been able to lounge around, however, and had taken separate showers, but they did allow one long, deep good morning kiss before hurrying to meet the kids. While they were waiting on Lena to join them, Kara had super-heard Lena explaining to Jess that she would no longer take meetings before nine am. It had been at that moment, in a noisy restaurant, amidst an exuberant table of teenagers, that Kara knew that it was serious. She had taken Cat's hand, met her eyes, and gave her a smile that swore she was ready for forever.

It took her almost thirty quiet seconds to put it all together before Kara felt her body freeze at her realization that she had played right into her sister's hands. Then she slowly turned to a smirking Alex. "I was going to tell you," Kara defended with a wince.

Alex practically crowed in reply. "This was so much more fun, to be honest." Then Alex's body tensed. "Wait," she began, seemingly to do her own math. "I was right?"

Kara covered her blushing face with her hands. "I have to get better at being casually interrogated."

"Yeah. You really do," she mumbled, preoccupied before she met her sister's nervous gaze. "What did I just get you to admit?"

Biting her lip, Kara offered her sister a shaky smile. "I'm kind of seeing both Lena and Cat?" she said, shrugging uncertainly. Off Alex's shocked look, Kara hurriedly explained: "We're all seeing each other, I'm not like, two-timing them," as though Alex was startled not by the admission, but the fact that it could cause friction between Lena and Cat.

The silence stretched as Alex's wide eyes searched the night, unseeing. "Oh...kay?"

They sat in silence as Kara tried to shake off her embarrassment. "How did you know?" she eventually asked. "By your line of questioning...it seemed like…?"

Alex rubbed her forehead in an effort to clear her mind so it could wrap around itself. "I don't know, instinct took over. But…"

"But?" Kara eventually asked, more nervous than ever. Alex was taking this about as well as she had expected. At her sister's tone, however, Alex looked up and saw how scared Kara looked.

Her sister had just come out to her. Alex felt herself smiling and then the laughing began. Around her, agents actually stopped what they were doing to stare, and beside her, Kara's expression warred between unsure and pleased. "I'm sorry," Alex said, trying to contain herself as she wiped away a falling tear. "I don't know why I'm laughing. This makes so much sense but it's also the craziest thing I've ever heard!"

Kara was nervous again. "It makes sense?" she asked.

Alex took a deep breath, now only smiling. "Please, Kara. Your crush on Cat Grant goes back so long I've half wondered if you didn't have pictures of her pinned up in the Phantom Zone." Kara scoffed, making Alex smile harder. "Suddenly calling her 'Cat?' Under normal circumstances, you would've been on the phone with me at the first opportunity to talk all about seeing her again. Exactly what she said to you and how she said it. How many times she called you the wrong name versus the right name. What her mood was based on her eye color. Or if she had too much alcohol or too much chocolate or too much coffee or…" Alex threw up her arms. "I could write a Cat Grant biography you've told me so much about the woman over the years."

Had she really always been that transparent?

But Alex wasn't done. "I couldn't understand why you weren't calling," she went on, then rolled her eyes. "Never mind the fact that you never called about your conversation with Lena. I had prepared myself for a play-by-play analysis of each word she had said."

Kara ducked her head, angry at herself for neglecting her sister. "I'm sorry, Alex. I have been a little overwhelmed, but not in a bad way. The three of us have done a lot of talking-"

"I'm sure," Alex cut Kara off, her face pained and slightly green.

Kara's eyes grew. "Alex!" she squeaked, her face turning even brighter red.

"Oh god," Alex mumbled at Kara's reaction, knowing exactly why Kara looked so embarrassed, and buried her face in her hands in an effort to unsee the look, and the mental image.

Kara sat there, marinating in her humiliation, and pushed herself to move away from the moment. "So, yes...I guess I've always had a bit of a crush on Cat-"

"A bit?" Alex asked herself, rolling her eyes and straightening up, glad Kara was changing the subject.

Ignoring that, Kara continued. "But how did you know about Lena?" she asked, confused.

Alex shook her head. "What do you mean?"

Kara tried to find the most delicate way of putting it. "Your questioning...it's a bit of a jump to assume something romantic involving me and Lena."

Alex stared blankly at Kara for a long moment before it clicked, her eyes softened as she took in her sister. "Oblivious as always," she said to herself fondly and wrapped an arm around Kara's back, pulling her close. "When it comes to you, my dear sister, you don't need X-Ray vision to see Lena Luthor's feelings,"

For only a moment, Kara was angry at herself for not seeing it - after all, she had perfect vision and X-Ray vision. Then it occurred to her that if she had, it would have meant she and Lena would've maybe dated. Without Cat. And that seemed very wrong.

"You knew the whole time that Lena had feelings for me? And that I had feelings for her?"

"We all did, yes," Alex said emphatically, somehow straight-faced and full of a lot of duh energy. Kara pouted and Alex chuckled. They sat quietly as Alex recalled all the looks she had seen Lena and Kara exchange over the years, and the looks they gave when they thought no one was watching. Then something occurred to her. "I think the reason your powers were acting up had more to do with the repression of your emotions. Not understanding fully what Lena meant to you, and the pain you caused her. Add how abandoned you felt from Cat leaving - I think it all just came to a head."

Kara felt herself nodding. She had come to the same conclusion. Running from her feelings was not a good idea. It also meant she had to ask what she was a little afraid to ask: "So, you're okay with this?"

Alex gave another chuckle, more to herself than anything, and shook her head at just how preposterous the situation had become. Only Kara would find a way to one-up her: queer and dating not one, but two billionaires - one a world-renowned media queen, the other a world-renowned scientist. "And both completely loyal to you," Alex said out loud, still to herself.

Kara's brow furrowed. "What?"

Alex shrugged her off with a smile, eyes watching agents in the distance clean up the mess her little sister had made fighting the rogue alien before she turned to Kara. "Yes, Kara, I'm completely okay with you dating Cat and Lena. You know I consider Lena a friend and…" Alex rolled her eyes, only slightly putout at the thought of Cat Grant. "I haven't been worried about Cat in years - I've bugged her phones and spied enough to know that Cat is harmless," Alex said, and then clarified. "Harmless where you are concerned, that is."

Kara's mouth dropped open. "You what?"

Alex pulled away to take in her sister. "Please, J'onn had known immediately that Cat didn't buy him as Supergirl. He could also tell that she would keep it quiet. Because your job mattered to you so much, that you were willing to be creative to convince her." Kara's mouth was still wide. "We monitored the situation over the years-"

"By spying on her?" Kara asked, aghast.

"I had to keep you safe! And never while she was press secretary, of course," she said, as though the reprieve had annoyed Alex. "And a few times…" she began, a little uncomfortable, "J'onn paid her a visit disguised as someone random, talked about Supergirl, and waited to hear what she'd think."

Kara was so indignant now that Alex had to laugh. "It was all in the name of protecting Supergirl. And you can relax. She clearly knew it was you and never had any plans whatsoever of exposing you. Like I said, she's very loyal." Then Alex's expression went slightly pained again, if not nauseated. "I guess now it makes sense why J'onn always hated reading her thoughts and he'd look so uncomfortable during his mind reading debriefings." She gave a shudder.

Kara hadn't heard anything after "she's very loyal," and slowly smiled, clearly smitten. "I could've told you she was loyal. In fact, I did!"

"Yes, yes, I know. But you were blinded by your very large crush that does not seem so one-sided, it turns out," Alex said, with more than a question.

"Yeah," Kara nodded shyly. Now that she was away from the women it felt like it had all been a dream. She peeked at her sister from one eye and smiled. "Did you want to hear about it?"

Again, Alex's face crumbled into a fond smile. She took a deep breath and simultaneously said yes as she shook her head to mean no. It made Kara bark out a laugh. She gave Alex the SisterNotes version of the events: Cat and Lena were seeing one another when Kara arrived. And then it came out that they all had romantic feelings for one another. Alex did not dig deeper, and Kara wasn't sure she could supply anything more without her face exploding.

"This is what you were trying to do, wasn't it?" Kara asked eventually. "When you told me to go on a vacation?"

Alex laughed loudly. "This was so not what I had in mind, but sure." Her expression turned sincere. "I wanted you to be happy. Which, it seems you are," she relented easily.

She answered with a Kara Danvers patented blinding smile.

The pool had been a bust for Cat and Lena. They had tried to relax, but after a half hour of only watching Carter and his friends play, Cat had urged Lena to go distract herself with work. Not long after Lena had left, Cat had herded the kids out, deposited the Martins at their hotel room door, and headed back to their suite to pace under Carter's confused eye.

It wasn't until both women received Kara's text in a brand new group chat Kara had named "3" after the Britney Spears song, that Cat had stopped pacing. She was dialing before she could even consider it.

"Cat? Everything okay? I just got the text-"

Cat sighed, not sure why she had needed to call Lena to confirm that she too was okay. "Yeah, I saw. I just wanted to check in," she found herself whispering.

In her office, Lena's head fell back against the chair as her eyes slipped closed. "It's going to take some getting used to," she said as she pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Yes," Cat said back, breathing properly for the first time in the last hour. "But you're okay?"

Lena turned in her chair to stare out at the mountainscape. She felt a tender smile spread as she let herself be warmed by the sound of Cat's voice. "I'll feel better when she's here. I don't suppose you know when-"

"No clue," Cat said, wishing Kara had said more. She glanced over her shoulder and met Carter's confused gaze, before he startled and looked back down at his book, fooling no one. She found her headphones and popped them in before opening the group thread. She quickly typed, asking Kara for an ETA, and then changed the name of the group to "No." She felt a little lighter at Lena's quiet chuckle, knowing the woman had seen her changes.

"I'm finishing up here. How about I come to the room to wait?"

Cat was nodding, liking that idea. "Yes. Don't dawdle," she intoned.

The low chuckle on the other line had Cat smirking. Sometimes she couldn't help slipping into CEO Cat Grant, especially when things were out of her control. Lena liked it. Lena liked it a lot. No, it did not scare her in the slightest. She had even called it "cute." Cat had hated it at the time. Now, it just felt hot how little affected Lena.

"I'll see you soon, Cat," and then the line went dead.

Cat felt better though. Kara hadn't responded yet, but her Twitter feed clearly showed Supergirl handily taking care of the alien, and noting that the event had ended with minimal damage.

"Everything okay?" Carter asked, the book still open in his lap, but his expression was concerned.

Cat smiled and set her phone and earbuds aside to pull him close to her on the couch. "Everything will be just fine," she promised with a kiss to his damp curls.

"We can still go to karaoke tonight? Right?" Cat forced herself not to roll her eyes and huff. While she and Lena had been awaiting Supergirl news poolside, Carter had asked what they had done the night before. She had told him about the karaoke bar, which had made the kids instantly obsessed. Carter then promptly asked if he and his friends could go, looking directly at Lena, not Cat. Cat would've said no. That it was a bar, not for children. She would've said no because karaoke is a form of torture, and she loves her son, therefore, she wouldn't want to put him through that. But he was looking at Lena.

As it turns out, Lena is a sucker for her son, because not only did she agree, but she had made a quick call to ensure that karaoke would start early that night, open for families, so no alcohol would be served until later. The kids had cheered at the news, getting Lena to smile. The whole thing had made them both forget about Kara for the moment, so it wasn't all bad. And Lena did have a very beautiful smile.

"Yes, honey, we can still go to karaoke."

"And Kara will be there?"

He looked so worried. It made her heart break a little, but she managed a smile as she stroked his hair. "Yes," Cat said firmly. "She wouldn't miss it."

Carter smiled easily before it morphed into an unsure expression. It was a look he usually wore when he was about to ask a question Cat would need to Google to find the answer to. "Mom?" he asked carefully.

"Yes, honey?"

Carter bit his lip before meeting her gaze. "Are you dating Kara and Lena?"

Cat's eyes doubled in size as she just stared at him. Finally, she managed: "What?"

She could tell that he was working very hard not to smile, which unnerved her. "It's okay if you are!" he quickly assured her. "I just thought I'd ask."

Still frozen, Cat forced herself to loosen up. "Why would you think that, Carter?"

Shrugging, he gave her a knowing smile. "You don't like people."

True enough. "Yes…?"

"I mean, Kara's always been different," he said off-handedly. "Not just as an assistant, but like, you let her talk to me and hang out with me. Even after what happened that one time with the super train. And you would come home with Kara stories when I asked you about your day. So, I wasn't surprised that you got happier when she arrived."

Cat found herself nodding, despite the fact that she felt shell-shocked.

"But Lena," he went on, seeming to not notice Cat's stupor, "you liked right away. You let her take me skiing!" he stressed. Which, sure, was a little unusual, but not crazy. "And you've always liked her."

At this, Cat pulled a face. "No I haven't!" she denied, a little defensively.

"Yes you have!" he laughed. "Every time a news report would come on TV or in the paper saying she was just like her family or whatever, you would scoff and say things like 'lazy journalism,' and 'blind reporting'."

Brows knitting, Cat tried to recall what her son was talking about. Okay, sure, it kind of drove Cat crazy how the media would play that same old tired narrative despite the overwhelming evidence to the contrary. As a successful woman herself that was so often typecast as the villain solely because she was a woman and successful, she naturally felt very protective of other women painted with a similar brush.

"Well that proves nothing," Cat dismissed. "It's not my fault that we true journalists are a rare breed."

"So you didn't save all the CatCo articles on her work, and spent that really weird weekend trying to study up on LCorp's projects?"

Cat was stunned. Not only was her son far more observant than she thought, but she had forgotten about that weekend. It was true, Lena fascinated her. How could she not? She was brilliant and inventive. She worked harder than most, and she busted her ass to not only make a difference, but to make up for the past sins of others.

Carter started to smile when he saw the realization on Cat's face. "Fine!" she said, as though his victory wasn't a big deal. "I don't despise her. Point made."

He laughed loudly, getting Cat to smile and relent. "You can say you like her."

She dismissed that with a hand wave. "I only like you and your brother," she allowed.

Laughing again, Carter nudged her. "And Kara and Lena."

Cat pursed her lips, but his knowing gaze finally made her roll her eyes. "Yes, okay. I like them both."

"A lot," he pushed, smile growing.

Her eyes narrowed as she really studied his face. It was open and honest, even earnest and hopeful. Finally, the corner of her mouth hitched. "All right, yes. I like them both a lot."

"Do you loooove them?" he asked cheekily. It made Cat feel lighter, almost floaty. She had never seen her son so very playful like this. Coming here really had made such a difference for both of them.

She felt her expression turn serious as she stroked his curls again. "You would be okay with that? It's not...strange or…"

Carter blanched. "What? No! Mom, polyamory is for everyone!" he declared, matching her seriousness.

"What?" she responded, surprised and just a little confused.

He only shrugged in reply. "I don't know, I read that somewhere."

Cat sighed and pulled him closer as she sat back against the couch, running her fingers through his hair and wondering how the hell this conversation had ever gotten to this point. "It's very new, Carter," she explained quietly.

"Okay," he responded, tucked against her shoulder.

"I do care for them both very much, but not everyone is as accepting as you are, and whatever internet article you happened to have read."

"I know," he said sadly. "But you don't need to worry about what people think!"

Cat gave a massive sigh and kissed his head. "If only that were true. I have the school program I'm trying to fund. And Lena has board members she has to answer to, and Kara is only just starting out in her career."

"Does this mean we're moving back to National City?"

Cat shouldn't have been surprised by how excited he sounded, but still, she was taken aback. "Is that something you'd want?" she asked, imploring him with her eyes to be completely honest.

"That would be awesome! We'd get to spend more time with Kara and Lena, and maybe I'd get to see Supergirl again! And Hannah and Henry were telling me all about the new teacher we'd get next year, and how cool she was."

Cat felt a weight roll off her shoulders. She gave him another kiss on the crown of his head. "I'm not sure what is going to happen just yet, but know that you can always come talk to me, and I'll never do anything without talking to you first. Okay?"

"Okay. Love you mom."

How did I get so lucky? "I love you too, honey," she said, just as there was a knock on the door. Carter was up like a shot, before Cat could even blink. Lena at the door, mouth wide as she stared at Cat, Carter's arms tightly around her middle.

Cat studied the sight with a smile. No really, how the fuck did I get so lucky.

"I'll just give you two some privacy," he said, nodding at them both, before taking his book and retreating to his room. Both women watched him go until the door slipped closed.

"He doesn't hug just anyone," Cat said, watching Lena closely.

Lena was at a loss for words. She understood that all too well. She gave a shrug. "I paid him handsomely."

"In karaoke?" Cat asked, smirking.

Lena only smiled back, until something caught the corner of her eye. Both women turned to see Kara had landed on the balcony, still head to toe Supergirl. Cat was on her feet and moving, as was Lena. They met Kara as she was coming in through the glass doors.

Then they were all hugging, Cat and Lena buried into Kara as she wrapped her arms around them.

"Carter's here," Cat whispered against Kara's neck, not wanting to let go, but not ready for Carter to know about Supergirl's true identity, either.

Kara pulled her closer. "He's reading."

"You're okay?" Lena asked, pulling away first to stare into Kara's eyes. Kara nodded back, her eyes twinkling.

It was a bit harder to pry Cat away from Kara in her supersuit.

The three had spent time cuddled in Cat's room until it was time to meet the younger Martins. They had a quick dinner and then had been there when the bar opened its doors for their very first family karaoke. It was surprising how many families had shown up, and Lena was very appreciative to the kids for their brilliant idea.

It wasn't long before Kara was on stage with the kids, belting out songs neither Cat nor Lena were familiar with. Not like it mattered. Cat watched Lena's gaze and knew it wasn't just Kara that was making her smile and laugh.

"I have another son, you know?" Cat asked.

Lena's eyebrow rose and she looked over at Cat. "Older I'm guessing?" she asked. Since Cat would do pretty much anything for Carter, it stood to reason she also liked to spoil her other son. If he wasn't there, Lena reasoned he must be older and not interested in family vacations.

Cat nodded. "He's your age, as a matter of fact. His name is Adam."

Surprisingly, Lena only nodded interestedly, but didn't seem surprised as she watched the stage again. She was about to ask follow-up questions about Adam, but then something occurred to her: "Are you trying to scare me off, Cat?" she asked, "Your age is one of the reasons I find you so appealing." She turned back to meet Cat's gaze. "Carter is another. And I'm sure Adam will be as well. So there's no need to try and scare me off: I quite like exactly where I am."

Cat smiled as she absorbed her words. "I have this fantasy of watching you in your lab and you're only wearing lingerie. What are the chances I'll get to see that?"

Lena smirked as she turned back to watch Kara and the kids finishing up their performance. "Not going to happen," she said, and began to clap loudly as the song ended. "I also must wear my safety goggles." Cat's chuckle was lecherous in reply.

The two women stood to congratulate their stars back to their table. Family karaoke was winding down. The kids went to spend the rest of their night in the game room while the elder Martins finished up their romantic dinner. They'd be arriving any minute to collect the kids, which would mean Kara, Lena, and Cat would be free to start another night together.

"Any recommendations to start our karaoke night?" the man who ran the karaoke event asked the growing crowd. There was only one family left in the room, and they were getting to their feet. More people were trickling in. The lights were dimming, the mood was changing, and out of the corner of her eye, Cat saw the Martins at the door with the kids, waving to let her know they had them. She waved back and then slipped out of her chair to approach the man on the stage. She whispered something to him, getting him to give her a thumbs up and a smile.

Kara watched as Cat made her way back to the table, but she didn't sit. She had been in an interesting mood all evening. Happy. Hopeful. Of course Kara had heard Lena and Cat speak over the noise of the music, and understood that Lena had passed a Cat Grant test.

"What song did she request?" Lena asked Kara, knowing that Cat wasn't about to tell them. Cat was busy downing the rest of her diet coke.

Brows furrowed, Kara only looked confused. "T-Rex?" she answered with a shrug.

Lena nodded in understanding and stood. "I suppose that makes me dirty to her sweet?"

Cat winked. "Oh, I sure hope so."

Both women turned to leave the bar, getting Kara to stumble to her feet and chase after. It wasn't until the song started to play that Kara understood. She quickened her pace.

Kara was dozing in the bed as Cat and Lena kissed. All three of them had spent the last few hours fucking. It was growing late, but it felt nice to have a moment alone with Cat. With a smirk, Lena switched their position so she was on top, getting Cat to chuckle darkly.

"For a change," Lena drolled, and tucked a curl behind Cat's ear.

"I don't hate the view," Cat responded, staring blatantly at Lena's breasts. She stretched her neck and began sucking, biting, and licking where she could reach.

Lena leaned down and chuckled darkly in Cat's ear, "I think that last orgasm may have actually broken me."

Cat pulled away to meet her eye, looking very proud of herself. "I still think you can take more."

Lena just shook her head fondly. They had started the night with both she and Cat on Kara, fingering her while they all kissed. Then Cat had sat on Lena's face. Lena was still recovering from having both Kara and Cat inside her. Unlike when they're in Kara, they had to go very slowly in order to not hurt Lena. It had been very intense for her, much like the orgasm that had followed.

Cat had known that Lena would require a little aftercare, and was happy to give it. Kara, however, had had a busy day: swimming, saving the world, singing, and the sex. She had two orgasms with Lena and Cat inside of her. And then gave herself another as she watched Lena eat Cat out"We should order her something to eat," Lena said, looking over at Kara.

Cat nodded and reached for the phone to hand to Lena. As the phone rang, Lena slid her tongue against Cat's until the kitchen picked up. She quickly ordered them all food and was back to kissing Cat.

Not a full moment later, a third hand was stroking her back. She laughed and pulled away from Cat's mouth to look at a smiling Kara. "Hello, sleepyhead."

Kara leaned forward to give them both lingering kisses and scooted closer. "Did I hear food?"

They both laughed before Lena relayed what she had ordered. Kara sighed happily and rested her head on Cat's shoulder as she rubbed Lena's naked back. "How'd I get so lucky?" she asked rhetorically.

Cat and Lena traded loving looks before Lena ducked her face to bury it in Cat's neck. Not ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Kara excitedly jumped to her feet, but both Lena and Cat groaned as they stumbled out of bed. Lena had a robe on and closed the bedroom door behind her to answer for room service. Two women quickly set up all the food on the island table in the kitchen before they were hurrying out with their large tip.

The moment the door closed, Kara was a blur of naked skin and underwear, sitting at the table, already working on the nachos. Cat came out of the room at a much slower human pace, wrapped in a hotel robe, and reaching for the fries. Lena sat next to her, happy to split a burger with her, as they watched Kara enjoy everything else.

After a few moments, Cat tossed her napkin onto the table and declared, "We'll be moving back to National City."

Both Kara and Lena's heads darted to look at Cat. "What?" Kara asked, her giant smile already spreading.

Cat nodded and reached for her water. "I spoke with Carter about it, and we're both eager to go back." Cat knew how Kara felt about the subject based on her smile, so she looked over to Lena. Lena's smile seemed almost star-struck.

"Will you go back to working at CatCo?" Kara asked excitedly. Lena's expression was just as open as she waited.

But Cat slowly shook her head. "No. No, I can't work there. But," at this, she looked over at Lena, "I would be interested in buying back shares. Maybe between the two of us as well as some trusted others, we can bring CatCo back to its former glory." Lena was nodding, liking the idea of making sure CatCo thrived, but not having a hand in it like before. Not with Kara working there. Being on the board would be the ultimate goal. It seemed Cat was of like mind.

"Why can't you work there?" Kara asked with almost a pout.

Cat cocked her head. "You know why. If we're going to continue to all do this, having you work for me would complicate things too much."

Kara's brow furrowed. "Then maybe I should-"

"Stop," Cat said, palm up to forestall her. "No. I'm not letting a Pulitzer-Prize winning journalist get away from CatCo. And besides, I really have outgrown the title of CEO. Between my time in Washington with all of the corruption and what I experienced in my travels, I think I have quite a few stories to tell," she went on, her voice taking on that smug tone she got when she was excited for the hell she was about to unleash. Kara had to smile: she had missed that.

"That would be amazing. I miss your writing, Cat," Kara said, fist on her cheek as she looked across the table at the woman.

"It sounds perfect," Lena agreed as she put her hand on Cat's bare thigh.

While Cat thought she'd have both their support, it felt great knowing they were as excited as she was. "So," Cat said, looking over at Lena. "Interested in buying some shares and shaking some things up? Unless, should we just all seduce Andrea Rojas? I suppose I could maintain another millennial if it meant I got CatCo back."

Kara chuckled as she shook her head before responding: "Well, I'd have to get a peek at her tax returns to see if she's in my preferred tax bracket, but since she's a CEO, I guess I can entertain the idea."

Cat and Kara shared a smile before looking over at Lena. Lena, for her part, grabbed a fry and took a bite. "She'll have to dye her hair first," she said, and then smiled at both women.

"So...we're doing this?" Kara asked carefully, suddenly serious.

Cat's nose wrinkled. "Seducing Rojas? No, Kara! She doesn't believe in the Oxford Comma, for crying out loud!"

Kara and Lena both laughed. "No," Kara clarified. "Us. The three of us. Seriously dating." She looked at Lena and then Cat. "We're going to stay together?"

"Yes, of course," Lena said before Cat could. "It will be...tricky...publicly," she went on, looking apologetically at Kara.

Cat was nodding. "Yes, we'll have to be careful."

Kara's brow was wrinkled before she came to a decision and looked between both women, suddenly serious. "You're acting like we'd have to be careful because of public image. Which, yes, that's important to both of your work. But, more importantly, we have to be careful because of my work. Yes, we'll keep this quiet. I do think that maybe one day you two should go public, though. That would be the safest move."

Cat and Lena both weighed that, knowing that Kara was right: not only because of the threats to Supergirl, but because Cat dating an ex-assistant would never be socially acceptable, especially because Kara was a woman.

"I say we cross that bridge when we come to it," Lena eventually said, stealing another fry. "I'd much prefer never having to publicly make any statement: journalists are piranhas." To that, she received two very loud huffs, which seemed to break the tension just as Lena wanted.

"Speaking of," Cat said, leaning back in her chair. "Kara? I believe you have some questions for me?" Kara's face lit up and she was racing out of the room to grab her notebook and pen, before she was back with a rush of air. "Ah, ah, ah," Cat said, waggling her finger. "Underwear off first," she told Kara with a smirk.

Kara rolled her eyes with a smile, but listened to orders. Lena relaxed back into her seat, suddenly wide awake just like Cat and Kara.

Her girlfriends.

A week later, Carter, Hannah, and Henry were excitedly standing in the lodge's lobby, already talking about their upcoming weekend plans back in National City. Cat and Mr. and Mrs. Martin were going over the logistics for a sleepover for the kids: with Cat busy moving back into the penthouse, it was a good excuse to get Carter out of the house for the night to see his friends.

What she didn't bother telling the Martins was: she'd have a one-woman moving crew able to move everything out of storage and up to the penthouse quite easily and speedily - the whole process would probably take a half hour. If Kara took breaks. But Cat was happy to take them up on their offer because it would make Carter happy, and because all three women would want their own reunion. Cat and Lena would probably end up splitting their time between decorating and watching Kara in something sleeveless. Or maybe just the watching part.

Cat glanced over to where Lena was signing off on some last minute work as Kara stood by her side, holding Lena's bags. Which was silly, because all of Cat and Carter's bags were on a trolley, and even Kara's duffle was included. Even so, Kara stood by her loyally, waiting for the moment Lena gave her a nod that it was time to get into the town car, pile all four of their belongings inside, and make their way to the airport. They would be taking the Luthor jet.

"Safe travels," the Martins said before they both shook her hand. They were staying one more day at the resort.

"You too," Cat said, pleased that Carter's best friends' parents weren't dicks, and she actually liked them. She watched as they went over to say their goodbyes to both Kara and Lena. She was curious as to what they thought about Lena and Kara's near-constant attendance over the duration of the trip. If they suspected anything, they certainly didn't seem as though they disapproved. Quite the opposite. They were always so engaging with not only herself, but with both Lena and Kara.

All four Martins headed for the slopes with one last wave, leaving them in the bustling lobby. Carter tucked himself close to her as they watched Lena finishing up talking to two of her managers, before she and Kara came over, all smiles.

"We all set?" Lena asked as she put on her sleek, black leather gloves. All black today, hair up in a bun, makeup severe. She was ready to go back to National City.

Kara was bouncing on the balls of her feet excitedly and nodding. She was having dinner with her sister and friends later that night. Lena had to pop into the office, and Cat wanted some alone time with Carter. But after, they'd all meet up at Cat's very sparsely filled penthouse.

"I'm ready," Carter said with enthusiasm. Then his phone was out and under his nose, probably already texting Hannah and Henry.

Cat's eyes fixed on Lena and then Kara. Lena winked at Kara, getting her to blush. Then they all traded secret smiles that spoke of a fresh start and a bit of forever.

Cat nodded her head. "Let us away."