As much as her head was still spinning from everything that had already happened today, the offer to take her mother's car out for a spin got her excited in a more down-to-Earth sort of way. Veronica did, in fact, own a very nice car - one that she had barely even been using in the past six months, thanks to the public revelation of her identity eliminating all need to keep around a vehicle when she could fly everywhere. Rachel now similiarly lacked any real need for a car in her day to day life, but that didn't make the idea of cruising around in her mom's sweet ride any less appealing.
"Y'know mom, since you don't really use it anymore... and I probably need some transport while I learn to fly properly..."
Veronica squinted. "I'm already not making you pay for the phone, or your bed. Don't push it."
"Okay okay." Hey, it was worth a shot. "Thank youuuuu!" she half-squealed, giving her mom an appropriately strong hug - she at least didn't have to worry about breaking Veronica in half with a hug, the way she'd have to watch out for such things where Naomi was concerned. The older superhero sighed and patted her daughter on the back before pulling away, giving the girls one last little 'be good or I will kick your asses' gaze before she and Anastasia were headed out the door.
As soon as they were gone, Naomi was zipping up to Rachel's side, making a few super-speed snatches for the keys that were only held off by Rachel's considerable height advantage. "C'mooooon, I wanna drive!" She shouted, making a few grunts as she tried and failed a few more times to steal the keys.
"You don't even have a driver's license!" Rachel replied with a bit of a gigle as she allowed Naomi to continue - mostly because her efforts were causing some speedster slaps to her chest, all of which felt quite nice. "You're always saying that cars are for people who like taking twenty years to get anywhere!"
"Yeah, but your mom's car is like - that's like, it's gonna be twenty years, but it's gonna be a sexy twenty years!"
Rachel couldn't argue with that. "Then you're gonna spend that sexy twenty years in the passenger seat!" She laughed as she floated over towards the garage, briefly smacking her head on the door frame and nearly giving Naomi a chance to grab the keys, but quickly recovering. Inside, the opening of the main door revealed the sexy ride in question: a vintage convertible from the 1960s, in pristine condition, sleek, painted a fire engine red that glistened in the morning sun. Veronica had always insisted that using it was just a matter of needing something large enough for her tall, amazonian build... while also looking damn fine.
Naomi, still insistent on wanting to drive, quickly sped around to sit in the driver's seat, aviators up and her tongue stuck out. "What now, huh?" She asked; Rachel responded with a smirk as she reached down and effortlessly plucked up her girlfriend by the collar, causing her to flail and try to escape - but it was no use, and Rachel floated into the driver's seat before gently setting Naomi down in the shotgun seat, complete with a smarmy kiss on the cheek. The speedster let otu a growl of frustration, but knew that she'd been beat, sliding down as the engine purred to life.
As ever, driving this thing was an absolute dream - Rachel had learned how to use a stick shift specifically in the hopes of one day getting this car for herself, and while that goal was still far off, it left her easily able to manage as they tore out into San Diego's streets. Before long, they were on the freeway speeding out towards the wilderness areas around Pine Valley - though clearly not speeding enough for Naomi, who was quickly darting between seats and positions in the blink of an eye. Some of them casual, some of them poses specifically intended to give Rachel a nice view when she was checking a mirror... sometimes darting over to motorboat Rachel's enormous chest for what seemed like milliseconds for Clark, but probably proved to be minutes long from her girlfriend's perspective.
After half an hour of this, interspersed with 'are we there yet' moans that kept Rachel giggling, they were finally able to find a suitably desolate place to pull over. A little ways off the freeway, at a dead end that nobody had done any development in, with forest stretching out for miles - a perfect place to do a little testing of superpowers. Rachel stepped out, stretching her arms wide - and Naomi was right behind her, finally able to draw the other girl into a few moments of making out now that she didn't have to drive. It quickly progressed into moaning, speedy hands exploring the nooks and crannies of Rachel's enhanced form, the newly-minted superwoman returning the favor with a bit of light super-strength groaning that drew heavy breaths out of Naomi.
When the speedster finally pulled back from their makeout session, she had the most lustful bedroom eyes that Rachel had ever seen. "Forget practice... take me here... right now."
"Like... on the dirt, in the bugs?" The back of the car was right out. She wasn't gonna risk breaking that too.
"No, you sexy idiot," Naomi replied with a grin. "Up in the air." That made a bit more sense - and more importantly, it got a fire raging inside Rachel's chest. Part of her wanted to hold off on that, to really spend some time practicing and getting a grip on her powers like mom had said... but oh god, the idea of floating up in the sky while making love to the girl she'd been crazy over for years... Rachel bit her lip, genuinely unsure of what to do as she was torn between truly wanting to follow her mom's lead, and years and years of teen desire that had built up to a boiling point.