Give me an O - Chapter 4

Chapter 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/give-me-o-1-66596789
Chapter 2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/give-me-o-2-67648011
Chapter 3: https://www.patreon.com/posts/give-me-o-3-69137515


Word count: 6,006




Going on a date with Kara Danvers was more fun than Lena would have guessed without knowing any of the particulars. Their fingers touched in the popcorn bucket and Lena felt comfortable holding Kara’s hand throughout the movie without expecting or initiating more. She walked around with her hand on Kara’s lower back and opened doors. Not once was she shy about kissing in front of other people.

It might have been all of her chivalrous gestures that caused Kara to follow Lena back to her dorm and strip down to nothing but panties.

Kara stood at the end of the bed, naked and sweet — and Lena was too hard to worry about anyone walking in on them.

Lena eyed the small pair of plain white panties that were a replacement for the ones Kara drenched in the theater. “You aren’t planning to sleep in those, are you? How am I going to touch your pussy if you keep them on?”

Kara blushed and crawled into bed next to her, making herself at home in the crook of Lena’s arm. “You want to touch me again?”

Lena answered the absurd question by handling the soft shape of Kara’s cunt through the fabric. The slightest cleft attracted Lena’s middle finger and she rubbed until Kara was wet and her small clit poked through the material. Kara gasped and obediently tugged them off to one side so Lena could see a sheen of pretty moisture on her labia and that her aroused opening was ready for sex.

“Slide your leg over me, Kara, and sit on my cock,” Lena whispered and took hold of the omega’s hips.

Lena had undressed before bed and her erection was waiting under the covers. She moved the sheets aside and Kara’s pussy hovered above the tip. They took their time sheathing Lena’s girth inside of Kara’s narrow slot.

Kara whimpered just from settling on the first few inches, her warmth tightening around Lena’s thick head.

“Gosh, I’m not sure I can sink down any more.” Kara glanced in between her legs and lifted her weight up just to attempt it again.

Lena groaned as the middle part of her shaft started to breach through Kara’s enveloping lips. “I’m really stretching you out, aren’t I? Doesn’t it feel good to give me your cunt in ways you’ve never given it to anyone else?”

Kara looked lusty-eyed and lethargic as she nodded and lowered herself to fill up her pussy. “Yes. You make me feel so good, Lena.”

You make me feel good too, Lena thought, unable to form the words as she gripped Kara’s hips and coaxed her down farther. The glistening partition of Kara’s labia was spreading nicely, and her clit poked free of its hood. Lena was fixated on the tiny throb of it and how it matched the one in her cock as she let Kara get accustomed to being on top for the first time.

She wanted to see Kara grind against her pelvis, to take her base deep, but Lena couldn’t resist stroking the little pearl with her thumb.

“You like that I can’t keep my hands to myself when you’re around me, don’t you?”

Kara’s shuddery exhalation would have sufficed as an answer, yet the omega sank down a few more inches as her thighs trembled. “You make me feel sexy, even when I don’t think I am.”

For some reason that confession bothered Lena, and her alpha responded by bucking to force the rest of her length into Kara’s tight opening. She bounced Kara carefully, groaning at the slick that clung to her shaft, and giving the omega what she could take without going all the way.

“Look at your pussy, Kara. Look at the way you’re taking my cock. There’s nothing sexier than that. You’re the reason I’m this hard, so that means you're hot. Own it.”

Kara whimpered and moved with limber undulations to satisfy both of their urges. Lena wrapped her hands at Kara’s waist to support her in riding faster. They both strained for mutual pleasure, breathing heavier as Lena’s thick erection buried deeper with every stroke.

“Like this, Lena?” Kara bit her lip as she practiced sinking down on as much of Lena’s cock as possible.

“Yes, exactly like that,” Lena gasped in shock, and then moaned as her entire length became immersed in Kara’s warmth. “Keep going, baby, I want you to take it all.”

Kara’s energetic nature showed itself in her sensuous grinding, and Lena exhaled lower growls. She loved the feeling of Kara’s pussy sliding down on her, but her restless alpha demanded more. Soon after Kara’s cunt opened for every inch, Lena used a firm hand to get the omega down on all fours.

“Stay like that and grip the headboard,” Lena husked and rotated her hips forward to thrust inside of Kara.

The other alphas that lived on the same floor would hear Kara’s whines — the dulcet, sweet sounds of total submission.

Kara instinctually positioned herself for rutting by lifting her head back and pushing her ribcage forward. She knew to hold on and plant her knees a distance apart so that Lena could slam into her pussy.

The smooth sensation was more than Lena could process and she came close to a pinnacle as Kara raggedly groaned her name. “Lee-uh-nuh."

“You like it when I treat you like this, don’t you? You want me to be a little rough?” Lena wrapped the omega’s blonde ponytail around her hand and loosely clutched it while pounding into her sopping entrance.

“Yes, ohh, please, Lena—"

The lewd noise that came from her dorm would make people talk, but Lena was too far gone to remember that. Luxurious silk encompassed her cock, and it wrapped tighter around her shaft as Kara shook in climax. Violent trembles went through Kara’s back and Lena followed in strong orgasm.  She flooded Kara’s canal with her seed and groaned as it came rushing out.

Kara relaxed internally and clenched again to prevent it all from dripping. “Oh gosh, that was— incredible."

“Spread yourself so I can see how much is inside you,” Lena gently dictated and nuzzled into Kara’s shoulder.

Kara delicately opened her inner lips and exposed her rutted entrance. It brimmed with ropy seed and slick. Lena massaged the omega’s clit before sliding back into her warm and very full pussy. She lunged again, holding onto Kara’s hips as she sank her thrusts deep. The tip of her cock pressed into Kara’s cervix, and excitement pulsed through her at the coordination of their movements.

Her mind wandered back to earlier that night when Kara said I love you. It looped over and over in her thoughts until the constraining heat around her girth brought her to another peak.

That should have been a warning that her heart was already invested beyond what she consciously realized — except Lena had never been one to heed warnings, least of all when it came to her rare emotional attachments to people.

“This is better than your ridiculous beta toy, isn’t it?” Lena boasted, soothing her ego from any perceived damages that came from reflecting on fragile feelings. “God, I can already tell you’re on the verge of coming again. Do you need to come, Kara? Should I make you come on my cock?”

“Please, Lena, I need it so bad. I’m right there.” Kara moved in desperation with her white-knuckled hands still grasping onto the wooden bed frame.

Lena granted her a screaming orgasm by thrusting harder and rubbing her clit. She knew it was going to be powerful as Kara dropped onto her front against the pillows. Kara convulsed, and her sinful whines carried in spite of her muffling them.

“Good girl, come hard,” Lena praised and massaged the small swell of her bottom as Kara finished thrashing and reclined on her side.

Kara propped her leg up and Lena took advantage to fit in behind her. She re-directed her cock to Kara’s still-quivery opening and slipped back in gradually with a groan.

This was the position she wanted to knot in, if only because she would be able to hold Kara afterwards.

She rocked her pelvis and the head of her cock passed over the sensitive internal curve that set off Kara’s moaning. Kara lifted her knee and pointed her toes, and they both indulged in the pleasure of short, deep strokes.

Kara turned to kiss her and Lena closed her eyes as she was pulled in by the gravity of it. The light breaths between them, the nearness of Kara’s mouth, all of it was overwhelming in the best ways. Her knot secured them together, leaving no space between them as they came down from their shared highs. Lena cuddled again, and she liked it, and it never entered her mind to be self-critical.

Waking up the next morning was another story. She blinked the sleep away and saw Kara’s clothes neatly folded on her desk chair. The only article of clothing that was not in that pile was the pair of white panties that had been all slippery the night before. Those were right in the middle of the carpet as her door swung open.

Lena nearly shrieked as Sam walked in, but instead she just pulled the blankets up against her chest and over Kara’s head.

“Come on, lazy bones, it’s already noon and Coach Grant called us in for a surprise practice—”

Sam stopped short upon realizing that an omega’s underwear was on the floor.

“Wait outside,” Lena commanded with a pointed stare that she sometimes used when she was seconds away from having an outburst.

She kept her anger inside for once and pursed her lips sharply as Sam backed away.

Kara peeked out from beneath the covers as the door shut. Her blonde hair was messy from sleep and full of static, and Lena stupidly found it adorable.

“I’m sorry for throwing the blanket over you. I just didn’t want anyone to see you—because—because you have a good reputation. Far be it for me to ruin that.” Lena blinked through her lies to avoid true eye contact and reached for the triple strength spray-masker she reserved for her ruts.

It smelled like berries and another potent scent that helped when she had a cold. In this case, it cleared the perfume of Kara’s arousal out of her nostrils and allowed Lena to climb from bed without being sappy.

Her instinct was to take care of Kara, and that went against everything she normally did with a one-night stand. This uncharted experience was scary.

“So, should I walk you back to your dorm?” Lena asked, dreading that Kara might say yes.

If they stayed together any longer, there was a good chance Lena would want to spend more time with her. She snapped her fingers together as she remembered Sam mentioning something about a meeting. It would be the perfect excuse to send Kara on her way.

“Actually, Coach Grant has apparently called us all together, so I should probably go find out what that’s all about—”

Kara’s eyes seemed rounder and full of light as she looked up at Lena. “Wait, I was going to tell you. It’s something I planned with Coach Grant. The Dean asked me to run an anti-bullying workshop for the squad. I thought it would be best to schedule it earlier on in the season because you have so many different competitions coming up—”

Lena flinched and placed a hand on her hip with the suspicion that she was going to have a miserable day ahead of her. “You didn’t. Couldn’t you have just told them that your presence during our daily practices is helping?”

She felt cranky and betrayed, and it was causing her to raise her normally soft voice. Kara slumped back on her elbows and shook her head apologetically.

“But I’ve changed,” Lena argued with the tiniest, embarrassing pout. “I feel like I’ve undergone loads of personal growth since you became our resident peer mediator.”

She didn’t know whether to be happy that she was technically telling the truth. Despite hiding their relationship from everyone, she was developing genuine feelings for Kara. That was the most growth she experienced since reaching adulthood. It disgusted her that she took pride in it like some type of truly reformed loser.

Kara slid out of bed to take Lena’s hand, and that was just confirmation of her status. “You don’t need to worry. It’s just a bunch of activities that will foster teamwork. I can see that you’ve changed, Lena. Honestly, I think you’re just learning to let the real you shine through.”

“Oh god, if you ever repeat that phrase to me again, you’ll have to put me on suicide watch.” Lena tightened her brows together in full offense as she imagined herself standing in front of Kara without any of the airs she put on.

It was bad enough she was standing there naked, and her cock was all too eager to lift due to Kara’s proximity. The sticky glaze of their lovemaking still lingered between Kara’s thighs and though Lena could no longer smell the alluring fragrance of Kara’s pheromones, she still reacted.

“I have to speak to Coach Grant,” Lena uttered and freed herself from temptation by stepping back.

She dressed herself aggressively, pulling on a pair of slim-cut boy shorts and shoving her legs into sweatpants as though she wanted to tear her clothes apart.

The entire time her eyes danced over Kara’s face, her breasts, and the soft little crest of her cunt, which must have felt tender from taking its first knot.

Lena should have considered how it would affect her before knotting. She couldn’t bring herself to regret it, but she knew her feelings were tied to that act.

The intimacy of being connected to Kara was better than all the sex she had before, and that was exactly why she was so on edge now.

“You should grab something to eat before you head over,” Lena stated in the hopes of stalling Kara from joining her on the walk over.

She gave a paranoid glance to the door in case Sam still lingered and pulled her bra on inside out in her distraction.

“I’m used to intense physical training on an empty stomach, so it won’t bother me as much, but you had quite the workout last night, and I don’t want you feeling faint during this—uh— activity you planned.”

Of all the reactions Lena expected, Kara smiling and walking closer to hug her wasn’t one of them.

“It’s sweet that you’re worried about me,” Kara murmured into the crook of Lena’s neck. She nuzzled softly, her gentle affection lasting long enough to frustrate Lena’s alpha. “I think I’ll have a fast shower first then grab a quick snack and meet you there.”

“Great. Do that. Take all the time you need,” Lena blurted and extracted herself out of Kara’s arms before she pinned the sweet idiot to the bed.

How was she supposed to function when her body was actively betraying her to such a degree?


Lena groaned as she stuffed her arms through her shirt. As her head popped through the opening, Kara ambushed her with a goodbye kiss.

“Gotta go now.”

Lena squeezed out of her dorm by barely opening the door. She stumbled into the hall to find Sam several feet away.

“Someone got laid last night,” Sam cooed, her curious scent drifting down the hall as she grinned. “Who was it? Are they still in there?”

“Shut up and start walking,” Lena huffed as she brushed past Sam and dragged her along so she couldn’t linger.

“You’re never any fun. I always tell you all of the details when I hook up with someone.” Sam tried to sway Lena with a causal dose of guilt and a pout.

“And I’m grateful for that, because I don’t want to go where you’ve been.” Lena was disgusted by her own comment, though it put an end to Sam’s questions.

“Fine, I’ll drop it, but you don’t have to be so closed off all the time.” Sam rolled her eyes and picked up the pace like she knew Coach Grant would chew them out if they took too long.

Lena bristled as she entered the gym to the sound of woodwind instruments and chimes. The ambient music came from the speakers that typically played the songs for their upbeat dance numbers. The flute was a whole different vibe, and Lena froze in discomfort as she spotted mats arranged in a circle.

The lights were dimmed, and Winn was already sitting cross-legged and barefoot while doing some kind of stupid breathing exercise.

“Find your center,” Winn muttered to himself.

Lena sneered down at her nemesis, who was to blame for her punishment. “Well, you don’t have to look hard for thatsince you live on pizza and Takis.”

Sam chuckled at the cheap blow, but her laughter died out as Kara appeared behind them.

Kara carried a bunch of items and she squinted at Lena to express disappointment with her eyes. “Today is about building people up, not tearing them down. The Dean of students and Coach Grant asked me to lead an anti-bullying workshop, so that’s what we’ll be focusing on today.”

Most of the cheer squad seemed at a loss for what to do until Kara gestured to the mats. “Please find a seat.”

“We’re not going to hold hands, are we?” Eve complained and stole the mat Lena had been planning to take to avoid sitting right next to Kara.

“Maybe. Your activity will depend on the magic stick you pull from my Friendship Jar.” Kara opened a bag and produced a jar that was painted yellow and covered in stickers.

Had it been any other student hosting the event, Lena would have immediately knocked the jar onto the floor to shatter it. She realized she was getting ready to strike and tucked her arm behind her back.

“Lena, did you want to go first?” Kara asked upon noticing her hand had been up.

“No, but something tells me I don’t have a choice.” Lena sullenly reached into the jar and picked out a popsicle stick with a message on it.

Say three nice things about the person on your left.

She jutted her chin as she recognized that she was going to have to compliment Kara in front of her whole squad. It was up to her to set the tone for the entire day and ensure that everyone took Kara seriously.

“So, what does it say?” Winn inquired with a smarmy grin on his face, like he knew Lena would consider this exercise torture.

Lena considered stabbing him with the stick and nearly snapped it in two. “It’s all faded and hard to read. I need another.”

The lie almost worked, and Lena was poised to shove the stupid thing back into the jar when Sam snatched it out of her hand to see the instruction.

“You know, cheating is probably frowned upon in this sort of activity,” Sam teased and cleared her throat before announcing to the squad, “Lena has to say three nice things to the person on her left.”

“Oh, this is going to be great. I bet she can’t even come up with one.” Winn smirked and sat forward to watch the sweat break out on Lena’s forehead. “Is there a punishment if you fail?”

“Of course not. This is intended to be a bonding experience,” Kara insisted. She stared at Lena with trusting eyes and waied patiently for sweet nothings to spill from her lips.

The only bonding Lena could think of was how unbelievably perfect Kara’s pussy had been when clamped around her knot. She exhaled sharply, her moan turning into a sound of frustration that everyone assumed was anger.

“You’re tight—a tight ass—hard ass–fuck!”

“Holy shit, is it that hard to say one nice thing about another person?” Victoria asked from four mats down, her smile making her look deranged.

“How is that a compliment?” Winn questioned, delighted by the fact that Lena was unraveling faster than he probably hoped.

“I mean, you’re always pushing me to be a better person, and maybe that’s not a bad thing, after all,” Lena conceded with a huff and rested her elbows on her thighs to avoid eye contact.

“One down,” Kara stated, her amusement almost flirtatious and sweet as she raised her brows and waited expectantly for the other two.

“You have more pep than my entire squad.” Lena said it the same way she would an insult, her lip curling into a sneer as she tried to claw back some of her dignity.

“She should sign up for try-outs,” Winn suggested, if only to infuriate Lena and make her life miserable. “Then Kara would really be part of the team.”

Lena shot him a glare that promised she would make him pay for that later when nobody was around, then clenched her teeth as she growled, “You see the best in people.”

Even when it’s not warranted.

Kara beamed from her efforts to cooperate and then offered the Friendship Jar to Sam.

Sam plucked a stick from the bundle and read the prompt out loud. “Tell a story about a time when you supported a teammate.”

“You’re usually at the bottom of the pyramid, so you ‘support’ most of us,” Eve quipped, finding clever ways to dodge participation.

Sam fist-bumped Eve for that input. “Good one.”

For ten minutes, all of Lena’s friends conspired to make a mockery of Kara’s game. Lena was torn between enjoying it and feeling conflicted over how Kara must have been taking it.

“Well, you guys are certainly showing me your team spirit!” Kara smiled at the bad attitude of the squad—not the least bit discouraged by the situation, because they were all backing each other up.

It seemed like they would all actually survive the experience, until Kara insisted they pair up for ‘trust building’ and assigned herself as Lena’s partner.

Kara sat across from her and held both of her hands. “We’re all going to look at our teammates and share positive affirmations. This might be a little bit uncomfortable at first, but the more you practice making others feel good about themselves, the more at ease you’ll be whenever you do this during your regular routines.”

Lena barely paid attention to Kara’s instructions. She feared that anyone who looked at them would be able to tell they were hooking up.

Quiet grumbles of discontent grew into mumbled affirmations, and Lena distinctly heard Victoria tell Winn that she liked that he was a push over. He returned the compliment by saying he liked that he couldn’t see her face under all of her make-up.

Lena didn’t catch the rest, on account of her own pulse gaining speed.

Kara’s fingertip caressed along her palm out of sight, light and persistent, and the sensation went all the way down to her cock. It stirred without her consent, and Lena sucked in a panicked breath and tried to pull her hands free.

Kara refused to let her go though, her firm grip sending all the wrong signals to Lena’s alpha that knew how pleasurable it could be elsewhere.

“You’re a very good leader,” Kara began, her voice light and her smile genuine as she tried to keep Lena’s full attention.

It felt too intimate in a room with her squad, and Lena’s hands were already clammy. She snorted at the compliment like it meant nothing and sighed, “Yeah, no shit, tell me something I don’t know.”

“I’m not wearing any underwear,” Kara calmly informed her, so soft and sweet that her voice was barely above a whisper.

Lena’s alpha reacted and she practically leaned in to yell in Kara’s face, “WHAT?”

“I said your squad must know you care,” Kara enunciated louder, her eyes wide to convey to Lena to keep her voice down.

Several people glanced their way, but they were all too busy battling their own discomfort to notice the sheen of sweat on Lena’s skin. She breathed a little heavier, her gaze now fixed on Kara’s pink shorts that rode up her inner thigh just enough to make Lena wonder if it was true.

“Why are you doing this to me?” Lena hissed, her lips pressed into a tense line as she tried to fight her own libido. “Is it revenge for the soda incident?”

Kara blinked at her owlishly and inched forward so that their knees were almost touching. She dropped her shoulders so that Lena briefly glimpsed down her top and confided, “Positive reinforcement works, and I wanted to be prepared to dish some out for good behavior.”

“No, you wanted to torture me in front of everyone,” Lena stressed, her ire more self-directed than at Kara as she realized how soft her alpha was becoming. “You’re good at that.”

“What else am I good at, Lena?” Kara asked, the innocence in her tone not quite adding up to the flirtatious grin that appeared on her lips. She coyly batted her lashes, careful not to be obvious, and squeezed Lena’s fingers to subliminally remind her of their night together.

Lena tried to control the heave of her chest and the sexual excitement that shot through her. She knew better than to whisper filthy things in public and opted for getting as close to it as she could while everyone else was distracted.

“You’re good at keeping up with me,” Lena whispered and flicked her eyes back to her squad to make sure they were immersed in their own activity. She wet her lip and leveled Kara with a heated look. “I’m impressed with your stamina and ability to keep going, even when I push you to your limits.”

Kara’s smile was bashful and she canted her head to the side like she was expecting those kinds of compliments. She nibbled her bottom lip for a second and then shifted subtly so that her shorts crept up a little. “I’m eager to learn anything you’re willing to teach me in that department.”

Lena was grateful she wore sweatpants, because her cock was less visible as it nudged against the baggy fabric. She clenched her jaw to stop herself from groaning and hunched slightly as her mind went straight to Kara grasping her headboard and moaning.

“You’re a very skilled instructor, Lena. It’s one of the reasons I’m so willing to follow your lead,” Kara remarked to snap Lena’s attention back to the present. She pushed her shoulders back to give Lena an eyeful of her cleavage and rocked slightly to rub her pussy against the thick seam of her shorts.

“Yeah well, you’re a natural at it. Even when you make things hard.” Lena flared her nostrils as she tried to breathe in Kara’s intimate perfume. The omega must have used a masker, because she couldn’t detect it and that frustrated her.

“I hope it’s hard right now,” Kara smartly replied and let her eyes linger on Lena’s pants where a tent was forming. “You really thrive when you’re in a tight situation. It brings out the best in your alpha.”

“Only when you’re lending me a hand,” Lena insisted earnestly, much too loudly to go undetected.

“Do my ears deceive me or are you actually participating in this bullshit?” Sam scoffed, her fingertips barely touching Eve’s as she turned to squint at Lena.

“Yeah, she totally drank the Kool-aid,” Eve agreed in amusement, prompting everyone else to stop their own exercise to stare at their captain.

“I don’t think it’s the Kool-aid that’s the problem. She’s been sipping from a different chalice,” Victoria remarked with a keen eye and sharp smile like she knew exactly which barb would elicit the biggest response from Lena.

“Fuck off, Victoria. Maybe if you took this seriously instead of swapping insults with Winn, this would be over by now.” Lena snatched her hands out of Kara’s so forcefully that she jerked the omega forward and face first into her lap.

“God, get a room!” Winn hollered and laughed as everyone else began to join in.

Victoria stood up to snap a picture on her phone and cackled victoriously, “Damn Luthor, if the only omega you can get is a nerdy virgin, then you must really suck in bed.”

Lena sucked in a deep breath and allowed her anger to expand along with her chest. She knew more dirt about her squad than anyone. It would ruin the whole purpose of their anti-bullying workshop if she ensured everyone left in tears, but she saw no other way out of her current predicament.

She helped Kara up if only to get to her own feet and turned to snarl at Victoria, “So what if Kara’s a nerd? It’s not a crime to be different. Don’t ever let me hear you talking about her like that.”

“Or what? Are you gonna sign us up for more workshops?” Victoria sassed as she stepped into Lena’s personal space like she was ready to issue a challenge to become the new captain. “All of this mediation has made you pathetic.”

Lena could have addressed her head on, but she turned her attention to the rest of the squad and aired some dirty secrets to shame Victoria into backing off.

“Victoria’s last date gave her crabs. And before anyone asks, I’m not talking about the crustaceans. She still went back for more.”

The rest of the squad gasped and laughed at Victoria’s expense, and Lena turned her glare onto Sam.

“And you — I didn’t give you shit when you begged an omega to give you a blow job two months ago. That was after you licked her a dozen times.”

Winn chuckled and grinned as Lena tore down his squad mates. He seemed to be enjoying it most of all, and Lena decided to single him out next.

“Winn, you shouldn’t be laughing at anyone here when the most oral action you’ve seen all year came from your electric toothbrush.”

“Lena,” Kara whispered reproachfully, as if she was fine being the butt of everyone’s joke, providing Lena didn’t sink to their level and rip them all apart.

It triggered something possessive in her alpha, a need to protect that went beyond salvaging her own reputation.

She turned to her girlfriend with fire in her veins and shook her head because she refused to let it go. “No. No, I know I’m being a bitch, but they started it! And maybe that’s my fault, because I haven’t exactly treated you nicely in front of them, but it’s not okay, Kara. You don’t deserve to be ridiculed for daring to see the good in people.”

Rather than stay among her teammates, Lena walked into the locker room to cool down.


She brushed her hair back instead of ramming her fist into a locker and slumped over on the bench to process her actions.

Crazy thoughts went through her head, including quitting as Cheer captain. She was ready to pack her sports’ bag and leave the gym when Kara hurried after her.

“Did you come in here to yell at me for ruining your workshop?” Lena asked after one glance at Kara’s intense face. “I know I deserve it.”

“I should really teach you a couple of better techniques for resolving conflict,” Kara breathed in agreement and settled on her knees in front of Lena. “I can do that later. Right now, I just want to show you how much I appreciate the fact that you stood up for me.”

Kara smoothed her hands up Lena’s thighs and pulled down her sweatpants with a quiet moan. Lena figured she would get a tongue lashing, but not like the one she received. She locked her hands onto the edge of the bench and groaned as Kara began sucking on her.

Kara moved her tongue in concentric circles around the divot at the center of Lena’s glans. She licked beneath it and around the brim before puckering and pushing her lips down over it.

“Fuck, take me deeper,” Lena husked, no longer capable of making sound judgments. “I want to come in your mouth.”

Kara whimpered around Lena’s shaft and licked at the small groove where she would taste arousal.

Lena gathered back the omega’s hair and listened to the loud sucks that felt so pleasurable on her cock.She rocked against Kara’s face and threw her head back at the fast-mounting sensation of orgasm. Her knot-base swelled to an aching bulge as Kara rubbed a hand over her.

“I’m so proud of you, Lena.” Kara grazed her soft lips over the thick helmet of Lena’s cock as she massaged her shaft with both hands. She pressed wet, open-mouthed kisses all down Lena’s erection and sucked on the massive knot-base, lapping at the thick veins that pulsed across it.

The pleasure caused Lena’s thighs to tremble, and it took her a second to register what Kara said. She gawked down at Kara, baffled but too aroused to stop herself from breathlessly rasping, “What, why?”

Kara chose to respond by slotting Lena into the back of her throat to keep her completely rigid. She bobbed her head and stared up at Lena as she painted whorls around the wide brim of her cock.

Lena was so close that trickles of seed formed when the omega pulled back. She groaned, her eyes bleary and unfocused as she blinked indignantly at being edged in the locker room.

Kara looked so good framed by her thighs, with pink cheeks and plump red lips from wrapping them around Lena’s length.

Lena wished she could have taken a picture.

It took genuine willpower to focus with Kara’s tongue gliding up her pole, and Lena resisted the urge to guide her back onto the tip of her cock.

“The alpha I knew a few weeks ago would have rather shoved me into a bush than admit how she felt in front of her squad,” Kara exhaled quietly and coiled her fingers around Lena’s cock to stroke her firmly.

“You—oh—fuck.” Lena was torn between guilt and ecstasy as Kara fluttered her tongue at the little egress where Lena’s pleasure pooled freely. “You knew why I did that this whole time?”

“Uh huh,” Kara confided with an amused smile that stretched wider on her lips when she popped them around Lena’s tip to lavish it exclusively.

“Why did you still want to date me?” Lena asked, overcome by the bliss of being kept in the hot confines of Kara’s silken cheeks while her mind raced.

It didn’t make any sense to her alpha, and she gasped as Kara took her all the way down to her knot before pulling free to catch her breath.

“Because I see you better than you see yourself,” Kara stressed, intense and serious as she stared up at Lena, as though she expected some kind of push-back for her opinions. “You’re good, Lena. You just needed someone to believe it.”

“God, I love you.”

It came out in an airy rush, too true to be locked up inside her any longer. She should have said it the night before, and Lena didn’t have time to regret her choices when Kara was between her knees.

Kara caressed her knot-base and breathed through her nostrils to keep Lena’s tip in her throat. She slurped and hollowed her cheeks as Lena climaxed with a groan and a jerk.

Lena would recant all of her past wrongdoings as long as it meant Kara would continue doing that. She would come to terms with all of her repressed feelings and face every one of her mistakes. Little did she know that her squad was plotting her downfall, and that she would soon get that chance.



[This reads like we're headed towards a story resolution. Do you want me to add more chapters and some drama into the mix (Plan A)? Or should I wrap this up in 1-2 chapters (Plan B)?]