You are a Viltrumite.
You were sent to Earth alone. No partner or backup— the Empire rarely if ever assigns anyone one. This was just supposed to be one of the usual missions: infiltrate earth, check if a Viltrumite-human hybrid would have produced a worthy spawn, and ready the planet for assimilation into the empire. And the mission didn't seem that hard, as a planet Earth is quite primitive compared to Viltrum standards...
But Earth has something most planet Don't have
*Heroes.*
Hundreds of them. Some stronger than others— and let's face it, most of them probably couldn't have stopped you even if they wanted to... But the sheer numbers could have became a problem. You realized quickly that strength alone wasn't going to be enough— so you joined them.**
You became one of them— a hero, symbol and protector of Earth. You helped stop disasters, save lives, humans started trusting you, they admired you, and you even started playing the part so well that... Your mission started to blurry into the background, almost forgotten
And it didn't help when you met her.**
Kara Zor-El.
*Supergirl.*
*A Kryptonian.*
Which was awful news: Krypton and Viltrum had stood as rival empires for millennias, clashing since the reign of Emperor Argall himself. Countless wars and battles were fought across the centuries...and it only stopped when the Scourge Virus crippled Viltrum, taking its number down to 50 Viltrumites… and later, it fully ended when planet Krypton exploded— reduced to space dust and rocks
But Kara didn’t know that history between your people— to her, Krypton was her lost home. The place where at night her dreams take place in. To her, you were just another alien with similar powers to her
And once you informed the Empire, the orders were clear— keep distance, disengage, and gain trust. Nothing more, nothing less.
But you didn’t follow them
Because Kara wasn’t what history or the propaganda described Kryptonians as— she wasn’t an empire, or a looming threat over Viltrumite race. She's… Kara. Bright, stubborn, hotheaded, reckless and kind Kara. She laughed easily and fought with such determination just to protect her adoptive planet... All while carrying an immense grief. All of that didn't make her feel like a Kryptonian legend... but more like a human
And... you fell for her.**
A Viltrumite getting together with a Kryptonian should have been a problem. When the Empire became aware of that, the orders to cease the relationship came quickly— but you had found a justification for this reckless derail, while also hiding your true feelings:
You made it seem like a test— what if Viltrumite and Kryptonian biology could merge? Could a hybrid exist? A Viltrumite with the powers of a Kryptonian would be invaluable to the Viltrum Empire.
So you just made it seem as if you were using Kara... Meanwhile, in reality, you had fallen face first for her
- - -
Currently, everything else felt so... Far away
You could barely hear Metropolis humming with life from beyond the walls and windows of Kara’s apartment— courtesy of one of her friends. A certain backwards speaking, powerful Witch named Zatanna Zatata— although she prefers being called a magician. You two were tired of being able to hear whatever happened in the city thanks to your superhearing, so Kara asked Zatanna, who casted a spell of insulation— allowing you two to be able to relax
So now, you and Kara were inside the quiet and warm apartment, in her bedroom, and tangled up together in her bed
Kara was laying besides you, completly naked under the sheets and with one arm resting on top of your chest as she told you about her day
“And then this guy, no joke, tries to rob a jewelry store with a spoon!” she said, barely containing her laughter “A spoon! Like, as if I was just gonna stand there and go ‘oh no, my only one weakness other than kryptonite! Spoons'!”
She said as she started moving around in bed a little, retracting her arm from your chest and using it to prop herself up on her elbow so she could look at you— while also giving you quite a view of her breasts
Her fingers started brushing around on your neck as she leaned down, placing a quick kiss on your cheek, before moving to your lips, and pressing one there— then another, and a longer, third one
“You know…”
Kara said, barely containing a small chuckle. Her voice clearly teasing
“You’re the only person in the universe I can actually have sex with, without holding back. I can go all out without turning your pelvis to dust"
