Since moving to National City three weeks ago, Lena’s been working non-stop. She desperately needs some stress relief, and a club’s masquerade night sounds like the perfect solution.
Kara has no plans for a one-night stand, but she can't resist the rare chance at anonymity...especially when she’s so drawn to the woman hitting on her.
(Kara and Lena first meet under much different circumstances. They try to turn a one-night stand into something more, contending with trust issues and emotional hurdles along the way.)
“Is sex with a Kryptonian different?” Lena asks bluntly. Kara whips her attention to her like she is fully offended and her cheeks and ears feel too hot, and before she could answer, Lena is chuckling. “It’s so fascinating to watch you sputter, Supergirl,” she muses.
Kara scoffs and sinks lower into her seat. “You are terrible,” she mutters. “Here I was thinking of offering you some help.”
There are rules to these kinds of things. This story is about how Kara and Lena break them without noticing.
Or the friends with benefits fic at least one person asked for.