𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔

His eyes meet hers as he lays next to her . One eye a whiteish silver die to his scaring . “Morning .” He softly replies . An arm slowly reaching around her body .

i am who i am, and what i am is a freak of nature.

sometimes we love with nothing more than hope．sometimes we cry with everything except tears．

The self proclaimed god of speed laid there sleeping until he felt the woman’s fingers brush the scar over his face . His eyes slowly opening as he lets out a soft groan . It very much appears like they did .

can you remember who you were ﹖

he maneuvered to half get the top and wrap his both arms around her waist, gently tugging her closer. "i hope you can keep up, miss ~"

"oh? cheeze miss danvers, but there's a problem..." he left it hanging for a moment, to the smirk and whisper closely to her ear, as sensually as possible. "i'm not hungry at all, we can spend two or three extra hours in bed.~"

he kissed her back as gently and lovingly she made it, though she was far better than him. "mmm, occasionally, hm? i could see how we can change breakfast for an extra hour in bed, miss danvers."

"I know you mean it..." he whispered and kissed her blushing cheek. "it was amazing, you smell and taste like nothin' i've ever try, is intoxicating beyond my imagination. i would like to have that every night, if possible~"

he smiles. "sounds lovely..." matt gently stroke her side, his digits gently trailing her bare skin. "specially when it's a skin-to-skin waking up."

“And those are still at my misfortune. Rudest Kryptonian,” he reiterated, but at least now he was giving her neck some nice soft nuzzles with his face.

"we can repeat as many mornings you like..." he teased sliding closer to nuzzle his forehead against hers.

it was longer than just a minute, sweeter than any morning coffee he'd take. though eventually air was needed, and he pulled away gently, to smile back at the blonde next to him. "best morning I'd had in a long while, kara..."

Soon enough he was grumbling against her neck. “Don’t giggle at my misfortune. That’s just rude. Rude Kara. Rudest Kryptonian,” he was mumbling against her neck.