Weekly Dose of Lemon (Supergirl) (Patreon)

A/N: This story is rated M for mature content not suitable for children.

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Chapter 1: Supergirl

Metropolis

The penthouse balcony of the Daily Planet’s most famous reporter didn't usually play host to ancient ninja deities, but as the red sun of a dying universe began to set over Metropolis, the rules of reality seemed to blur.

Kara Danvers, Supergirl, leaned against the railing, her breath hitching. Her cape was gone, her suit shredded at the midriff, exposing the taut, flawless muscle of her stomach. The battle with the World-Breaker had left her drained, her Kryptonian cells screaming for the yellow sun that was now dipping below the horizon.

"You're pushing yourself too hard, Kara," a voice rasped from the shadows. "Let me heal you before you get more hurt than you are."

Naruto Uzumaki stepped into the light. He wasn't in his usual orange jumpsuit. He wore black shinobi pants and a mesh shirt that did little to hide the rippling definition of his chest. His eyes, usually a playful cerulean, were darkened with a look that made Kara’s knees feel weaker than any Kryptonite ever could.

"I had to," she whispered, her voice trembling as he stepped into her personal space. "They needed a symbol. They needed... me."

"They don't need you to burn out," Naruto countered, his hand reaching out to cup her jaw. His skin was unnaturally warm, a byproduct of the fox fire simmering beneath his skin. "You spend all your time being a hero for them. When do you get to be a woman for yourself?"

Kara leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering shut. "Naruto... I’m so tired of being the strongest thing in the room. I’m tired of having to hold back every time I touch someone."

Naruto’s grin was slow, predatory, and incredibly hot. "Good thing I’m not 'someone.' I’m a Jinchuriki, Kara. You couldn't break me if you tried."

He didn't wait for a response. Naruto’s mouth crashed against hers, a silent explosion of heat and salt. Unlike the men of Earth-38, Naruto didn't break under her pressure. He met it. He shoved her back against the glass door of the penthouse, his hands sliding down to her hips, pulling her flush against the hard, unyielding line of his body.

Kara let out a sound, half-sob, half-moan, as she wrapped her legs around his waist. For the first time in her life, she didn't have to worry about his ribs snapping. She could squeeze, she could claw, and he only growled in response, his teeth grazing her neck.

"Inside. Now," he commanded.

With a blur of speed, they were in the center of the plush, darkened living room. Naruto didn't just undress her; he unraveled her. His hands moved with the precision of a master of seals, find every hidden seam of her suit until she stood before him, bathed in the moonlight. She was a vision of ivory and gold, her breasts heaving, her nipples already peaked and aching for his touch.

"Beautiful," Naruto murmured, his eyes glowing with the golden slit of the Fox.

He performed a single hand seal. “Kage Bunshin no Jutsu.”

The room filled with a soft poof of smoke. Suddenly, Kara wasn't just facing one Naruto. Three identical versions of the blond hero surrounded her.

"I told you I could handle you," the original said, his voice dropping an octave as he knelt before her.

Lemon Scene Ahead

The sensory assault was immediate and overwhelming. One Naruto took her mouth, his tongue dancing with hers in a wet, rhythmic battle for dominance. Another moved behind her, his calloused hands sliding up her inner thighs, his fingers tracing the delicate lace of her panties before hooking into the fabric and discarding them.

But it was the third Naruto, the one kneeling, who truly broke her. He didn't use his hands. He used the golden, flickering essence of his Six Paths Chakra. As his tongue swiped across the sensitive bud of her clitoris, he sent a pulse of pure, raw energy directly into her nervous system.

"Oh god!" Kara screamed, her head snapping back.

It wasn't just a physical sensation; it was as if he was plugging her into the heart of a star. Every nerve ending in her Kryptonian body, usually so dull and invulnerable, was suddenly screaming with life. The chakra acted like a conductor, amplifying her pleasure ten-fold.

The Naruto behind her began to massage her breasts, his thumbs rolling over her nipples with agonizing slowness, while the Naruto in front of her dipped two fingers inside her, finding the sweet spot she hadn't even known existed. She was being worshipped from every angle like a goddess finally receiving the tribute she deserved.

"Please... Naruto, I can't... I’m going to break the floor," she gasped, her fingernails digging deep into the shoulders of the clones.

"Let it break," the original whispered against her ear, his breath hot. "I'll catch you."

Naruto dispelled the clones, the sudden absence of their touch making Kara whine in protest. But the void was immediately filled. He lifted her, pinning her against the wall as he guided his hard, pulsing length to her entrance.

He was thick, hard, and radiated a heat that felt hotter than even to sun. When he pushed inside, Kara’s vision went white. He filled her completely, stretching her in a way that felt both painful and pleasant.

"Look at me, Kara," he groaned, his muscles corded like steel cables as he began to move.

She opened her eyes, her blue orbs glowing with the incipient fire of her heat vision. "I... I can't hold it back..."

"Don't," he challenged, his thrusts becoming faster, more violent. "Burn me. Give me everything you’ve got."

The room erupted. Kara’s heat vision flared, slicing through the ceiling, but Naruto didn't flinch. He used his chakra shroud to buffer the heat, his body a golden blur as he hammered into her. The friction was incredible, the Heroine of Tomorrow and the Hero of the Hidden Leaf, two beings of pure power colliding in a rhythmic, primal dance.

The walls trembled. The glass of the penthouse cracked. Kara’s moans turned into a rhythmic chant of his name, her body arching as the pressure built to an impossible height.

"Naruto! Now! Give it to me NOW!"

He didn't hold back. With a final, soul-shattering thrust, Naruto buried himself to the hilt and let out a guttural roar. At the same moment, Kara’s climax hit her with the force of a supernova. She clamped down on him, her internal muscles pulsing with a strength that would have crushed any other man, while Naruto poured his burning, chakra-laden seed into her.

The explosion of energy was so great that a literal shockwave pulsed out from the penthouse, rattling the windows of the Daily Planet blocks away.

Lemon Scene End

Minutes later, the two lay tangled in the ruins of the sofa. The room was a mess of scorched fabric and cracked wood, but Kara had never looked more radiant. She lay across Naruto’s chest, her skin still humming with the remnants of his golden chakra.

"You know," she murmured, tracing the seal on his stomach with a lazy finger. "I think I might need 'healing' more often."

Naruto chuckled, his hand stroking her golden hair. "I’ve got plenty of chakra to go around, Supergirl. Just say the word."

Kara smiled, closing her eyes as she listened to the steady, powerful thrum of his heart. For once, the world didn't need a symbol. It just needed a woman and the man who was strong enough to love her.

Chapter End

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A/N: I really hope you enjoy the newest chapter of Weekly Dose of Lemon. I'm currently working on a few other stories and a commission that I intend to share soon. As always, I appreciate all your support. Talk to you later!