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Kara was dying and it was no one's fault but her own.
She was the one to suggest a karaoke night, the one to suggest going to the new karaoke bar that chose random categories for everyone, the one to get Lena just drunk enough to agree to participate, the one to get Lena just that little bit more drunk so that she'd commit to the bit. Up until Lena's turn, she'd felt pretty good about the whole sequence of events, even happier that those extra couple of drinks would mean Lena would be extra cuddly when they went back to Kara's apartment for a sleepover.
And, yeah, she'd bribed an employee to rig the game so that she'd get 'love' as her category, just so she could serenade Lena with a cheesy love song and see the pretty blush that would light up her cheeks in response. But she'd had no influence on any of the other categories. She hadn't even thought of what they might include, too caught up with trying to find the perfect thing to sing at her best friend that might come across as goofy and charming but ultimately reveal her true feelings if Lena was at all interested.
So, when Lena's turn came up and the huge wheel of categories clicked through its options, she had no idea that it landing on 'sex' was even a possibility. The second her brain registered the word, she knew she was in trouble. Just the idea of 'sex' and 'Lena' connected some way in her mind was enough to have her ears burning red, but she held it together. Even as Lena's thoughtful expression turned devious, she kept her inner turmoil expertly hidden.
Alex and Kelly hooted and hollered as Lena sashayed her way up to the stage while the others laughed. They hushed as Lena scrolled through the song selection, her smirk widening when she apparently found the song she had in mind.
The rest of the bar quieted down as the song started and the lights dimmed, a soft spotlight falling on Lena as she joined in immediately in an almost conversational tone.
Kara struggled to remember if she'd ever heard Lena sing before, and realized she never had. Little bits of humming or joining into the group's out-of-tune birthday wishes, sure, but never on her own and never when she put any real effort into it. And as Kara watched Lena's eyes gleam as she began to sway her hips seductively, she realized Lena was putting an effort into it. It seemed Kara had finally found the right combination of drinks and encouragement to get Lena to unwind and have fun with it, and she cursed herself for ever thinking she could handle this.
"Sorry for acting this strange, I can't control myself," Lena started lowly, looking down at the man sitting closest to the stage, "struggling for what to say but I could never tell." Her lips twitched as the man stared up at her, entranced, but then she turned her attention to the woman beside him as she continued, leaning into the mic and letting her voice dip down into something more intimate, "take me closer, take my clothes off, oh I fantasize." Kara shivered, even from across a crowded bar it felt as it she and Lena were the only ones in room, her world narrowed down to Lena's smoky voice and sung confessions. "If I'm honest, it's more fun when you can't read my mind." The woman, Kara noticed with a pang, had stopped breathing under the attention, her eyes wide. Kara couldn't blame her, but it still made her fists clench against the table in front of her, wishing their positions were reversed.
The music picked up and the lights changed, tinting red suddenly and making Kara blink, her attention returning to her best friend, who looked positively diabolical under the light, her black skin-tight dress hugging her every curve and her red red lipstick looking even darker as she licked her lips with a wicked gleam in her eye.
"Sometimes I fuck you in my head," Kara's heart nearly stopped at the words, eyes drinking in the slow roll of Lena's hips to the beat of the music as she let out a sensual hum, the way her eyes sparkled and her dark hair reflected under the red spotlight. "I let you touch me when I'm lonely in my bed. I wanna scream, but hold my breath. The kinda thing that you would rather leave unsaid."
The woman Lena was singing to was gaping up at her, jaw hanging as Lena sang as if sharing a secret just for her, "I got dirty wishes on my mind, but you will never ever know that I," and Kara could practically see her heart break as Lena's eyes left hers to connect, heavy-lidded, with another woman on her other side. "I like to fuck you in my head." The hum was a little lower, then, more throaty than before. "You make me scream when there's nobody, just the thought of your body."
The new woman shuddered so hard that Kara could see it across the room, her drink dropping heavily onto her table, forgotten. "Sorry," Lena crooned, the wicked grin on her face showing just how much she wasn't, "I think I zoned out, can you say that again?" Her voice dipped lower, turning just a little raspy like her vocal chords were raw and overused, "I, I, I am stuttering every time that I'm catching your scent." Kara's wide eyes flickered between the two, watching the woman in the audience swallow harshly as Lena moved back into the chorus, devious smile in place as she cradled the microphone like a lover and her voice came back clearer than ever, losing that raspy fucked-out quality that made Kara leave dents in the chair she was desperately holding onto.
Kara was overheating, sweat budding at her temples, simmering in her arousal and jealousy as Lena's eyes locked with several strangers around the bar and her mouth curled deliciously over the lyrics like the song itself was just foreplay, a promise of something else to come. With each chorus, that hum she made became more of a moan, edging closer to something almost obscene. Kara felt like she was on fire, warmth pooling in her belly and an incessant throbbing starting up between her legs.
But then Lena's eyes met hers and her breath caught in her throat. The rest of the room faded away as Lena's eyebrow quirked up in that way she knew could bring grown men to their knees. "Do you feel it too? Are you as obsessed? Give me just a little sign and I'll confess," she promised, eyes glinting and lips splitting in a feral smile, like she knew just what she was doing to Kara and was determined to drag this torture out as long as possible.
"Sometimes I fuck you in my head," Kara felt like all the air had been sucked out of her body when Lena's eyes fell on someone else, her voice not changing in the slightest from that same tone that just screamed 'fuck me' even as her expression dimmed, that familiar glint of teasing fading away to something more distant. By the time Lena got through the chorus one last time, ending with a lingering, heated look at her most recent target, the entire room was completely spellbound.
The song ended and the lights returned to normal, but no one moved.
Even as Lena smirked to herself, clearly pleased, and returned the mic to its charging station.
It was only as she started to step down to return to her seat that the bar finally erupted in cheers and wolf whistles, Alex and Kelly among the loudest, while James and Winn shouted themselves hoarse. Kara clapped mildly, feeling like her face was numb and not sure what expression she was making as Lena blushed prettily and returned to their booth.
Lena slid in beside her and ducked her head, suddenly looking shy as she reached for her abandoned drink. It was almost like the seductress from before had never existed, except now Kara couldn't unsee it. She couldn't help but picture that sexy smirk on Lena's face, couldn't help but remember the way her hands skimmed down her own hips and her voice dipped low like she was whispering dirty secrets in her ear.
Golly, she was in trouble.