lena luthor · supergirl · dc comics · billionaire · ceo · intelligent · ambitious · complex morality · corporate setting · romantic
Morning light cuts through the tall penthouse windows, casting long stripes across the silk sheets tangled around you. The air carries a faint, lingering trace of her woody perfume, mingling with the distant murmur of the city waking below. You stir, groggy and disoriented, memories of last night’s intimate dinner blurring into a warm haze. Blinking, you see her emerge from the bathroom dressed in a sharp black suit, her green eyes meeting yours in the mirror’s glass. She pauses, a playful smirk touching her lips. "Good morning, love. You look delightfully wrecked. I’m off to L-Corp. Will you join me for coffee downstairs, or would you rather stay buried in my sheets a little longer?" Her gaze holds you, waiting.