Give me an O - Chapter 2

Chapter 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/give-me-o-1-66596789 

Word count: 6,648

For the rest of the night, Lena tried to put her own spin on what happened between her and Kara. She talked it out in her head and persuaded herself that sleeping with the omega should count as a conquest. That sort of notion would have sickened her in the past, but the alternatives were too inconceivable. She shuddered in horror as she caught herself smiling at a baby animal GIF that Kara texted her to say goodnight.

It bothered Lena so much that she threw her phone, and if not for the shatterproof case, it would have broken when it collided with the wall, bounced off her bed and landed on the floor. She picked it back up to text a simple “Goodnight,” then brooded for two hours over her need to observe polite formalities.


Ghosting Kara would have been more sensible.

By Monday morning, they exchanged no less than two hundred texts—swapping music, chatting about their favorite animals and making plans for the week.

Lena considered jumping from the top of a pyramid and breaking an arm just so she wouldn’t have to be near Kara for the afternoon. As she strode into cheer practice in her tight shorts, she knew it was a high-risk environment, and that was why she snapped at Kara as soon as the omega appeared.

“You can’t just sit in the stands today and watch our practice.” Lena pointed to the mat and adopted an authoritative tone. “If you’re going to be here, you’ll have to participate.”

As an irritating coincidence, Kara must have come from the gym, because she was wearing an athletic halter top and matching pants.

“Oh—sure—that would be—I would love that.”

Kara smiled and came forward to join the gathering at the center of the gym. “I just did my work-out for the day, but I would never pass up an opportunity if you want to be my personal trainer.”

Sam smirked at that and nudged Lena in the ribs, but she refused to acknowledge the buddy-buddy gesture.

Lena stood behind the squad and gave sharp orders. “Lunges, then push-ups. Don’t stop until I give you permission.”

The whole group groaned at Lena’s instructions, but they were accustomed to them. On the other hand, Kara should never have been capable of keeping up, and Lena was counting on the omega to tap out and leave. She performed her lunges right behind Kara, waiting with bated breath for that moment of failure.

Unfortunately, Kara didn’t even break a sweat, and she lunged lower than some of the cheerleaders -- but she at least did it with bad form.

“This is kind of fun,” Kara commented with a light laugh that brought out the demon in Lena.

“That’s because you’re doing it wrong,” Lena criticized and moved up behind Kara to correct her posture. “Drop your hips a little more.”

With the rest of the squad facing forward, that was both the worst and the most ideal time to feel Kara’s ass. Lena rubbed at it firmly, cupping her hand over the swell with fantasies of sliding her hand down lower.

“Like this?” Kara breathlessly asked, following instructions and pushing her pussy into Lena’s hovering palm.

“Yes, just like that,” Lena whispered, her voice sexier and softer than normal. “Keep up with everyone else or you’re out.”

The cheerleaders on the squad knew better than to glance back when Lena was reprimanding someone, for fear of moving the target onto their own backs.

Winn flinched as he began his weak, kneeling push-ups, but he did speak up for his friend. “Go easy on her, captain.”

Some perversion inside of Lena produced a mental image of pounding Kara while the omega was bent over in the lunge position—the complete opposite of going easy on her. She stepped back from the omega and shook out her arms to get rid of temptation.

Lena slipped back into her work-out routine by joining the rest of the squad for push-ups. She performed them frantically while staring at Kara’s ass and alignment of her hips. The exercise should have stopped her libido, but exhaustion was no match for her laughable attraction to Kara Danvers. Her face was all pink with heat when she stood up and wiped it down with a towel.

“We’re going to practice the routine for Cheer Universe,” Lena called out and staggered off the floor to turn on the music. “You should all remember my critiques from last time, so let’s run through it. I expect perfection.”

Setting the bar high was a distraction to the team and prevented Lena from humiliating herself in front of everyone.

“Kara, we could all use some extra team spirit today, so I have a special assignment for you,” Lena drawled and stepped out of the group to deal with the omega.

If she could just contain Kara’s pheromones, it would be possible to survive through the rest of the practice. Lena led the unsuspecting omega off to the corner of the room and picked up the terrible mascot costume of Derby the Dog. Everyone referred to him as Derpy with his long, lolling tongue.

“Put this on,” Lena lilted, passing over the thick suit with the feeling that Kara might argue or refuse. “It might be a little claustrophobic.”

If her machinations resulted in a fight, it would end any chance of friendship between them and Lena was buzzing from that possibility as Kara glanced at the ridiculous costume.

“Wow, I get to be Derby? That’s such an honor. He’s always so funny at all the games.”

With a good-natured attitude, Kara stepped into the costume without complaint. She even looked cute in the giant mutt suit, and Lena’s plan backfired spectacularly as Kara cartwheeled and kept everyone else in a good mood for the duration of the practice.

Lena was the first to hit the showers at the end of the routine. She didn’t bother giving anyone feedback, although she would have to correct some of Kelly’s footwork and Winn’s front tuck.

She tried to visualize her unhealthy attraction to Kara flowing down the drain as she lathered her skin—except the harder Lena scrubbed, the more frustrated she felt. That was probably because every time she closed her eyes she pictured Kara’s pert little ass during the lunges, and she had herself to blame for that.

Lena took longer than usual getting ready because she wanted to make sure that Kara would be gone when she left the lockers. It vexed her when she exited the locker room to find the omega waiting with half of the squad.

“Hey, I was just saying that after a workout like that, you guys must be starving, I know I am,” Kara laughed.

The omega was fresh faced and smelling like one of the candy apples Lena used to love sinking her teeth into at the state fair.

It was offensive that some part of Lena’s alpha was happy to see Kara, and she clenched her teeth together to compensate for the smile that tried to form.

“No,” Lena stated, sharp and succinct to cut off whatever idea was forming in Kara’s head.

“Not even a little?” Kara asked, her big eyes and arched brows making her resemble the dumb puppy mascot she played all afternoon.

Lena stuck her chin out and crossed her arms, but even that didn’t hinder the way she sucked in Kara’s pheromones. She hated how eager her alpha was to draw them into her lungs.


“I sustain myself on Winn’s tears.”

Kara didn’t look nearly as crestfallen at the rejection as Lena had hoped and went so far as to smile. “Well, if you change your mind, we’re heading over to Shark Bite for fish tacos.”

“We?” Lena scoffed, eyeing up the rest of the alphas who all shrugged and avoided her scrutiny.

“Just because you run on spite doesn’t mean the rest of us do,” Winn quipped as he shoved past Lena to merge with the rest of the squad.

Lena flipped him off, but he was too busy talking to Kara to notice. For the first time in years, Lena remembered what it felt like to be a social outcast, and it didn’t matter that she had done it to herself inadvertently.

She did in fact change her mind and even texted some of her friends so that she would have an entourage when she entered the restaurant. Eve stood right at her side and preened as she touched up her lipstick with a compact mirror. James flanked her like a bodyguard, and Jess placed their orders on her tablet to skip waiting in line.

Lena slinked towards the longest table at the back of the restaurant, where she was disturbed to spot Sam leaning into Kara’s space.

“Enjoying the fish tacos?” Lena intoned as she pulled back the chair beside her best friend from the cheer squad.

Sam laughed at the implication and moved aside to let Lena sit in between her and Kara. “Lena, we were just discussing you.”

That was worrisome information, given how Kara looked up at her with a new form of intrigue in her eyes.

“Winn wanted to know if you were dating anyone.” Sam propped her elbow on the table instead of angling herself in Kara’s direction.

Winn furrowed his eyebrows as if disgusted Sam would even repeat his question in front of Lena. “I said I would pay for you to get laid so you would act a little more human. Two totally different things. I doubt anyone voluntarily hangs out with you.”

“Says the little man who dresses like a sixth-grade math teacher.” Lena squinted at the pressed shirt that replaced Winn’s multi color athletic outfit. “Sometimes I think you joined cheer just so someone would be obligated to talk to you.”

“It’s probably the only time anyone’s touched him,” James grinned and mussed Winn’s hair the way a brother might annoy a younger sibling.

“Hey, I regularly grab dinner with a very sophisticated lady,” Winn sputtered, his growing indignation brightening his features to a beet red.

“Your mom doesn’t count,” Lena smirked, pleased at the way the focus of the group all landed on Winn. She side-eyed Sam to make sure her attention wasn’t on Kara and made sure to let her pheromones dominate the table.

“Oh my god, is that who dressed you?” Jess mocked, and the laughter of the group carried on until a server brought over their food.

“You’re just jealous that I can pull off a bowtie,” Winn grunted and checked to make sure that it was still sitting straight.

“That’s not the brag you think it is,” Lena drawled and picked up one of her tacos with the uncanny feeling that Kara was staring at her. She couldn’t bring herself to take a bite and turned to find the omega smiling at her.

“What?” Lena uttered under her breath, acutely aware that some of the squad watched their interaction.

“Oh, nothing, it’s just that I ordered the same thing and we could have shared. Want to use my dip?” Kara’s natural cheer and warm smile was difficult to resist and Lena found herself leaning forward like she was about to accept the offer.

She caught herself at the last moment and recoiled with a look of disgust. “I’m not sticking anything in that.”

It irked her that her alpha was about to disagree by announcing her attraction. Lena furrowed her brows as she moved away from the omega in desperation to settle her erratic hormones.

“Sharing isn’t really her thing, but I’ll try some,” Sam intoned, missing the way Lena’s eyes narrowed as she dipped her taco into the little container of sauce and how nobody else flinched when she moaned at the flavor combination. “That’s actually bomb.”

Grabbing food with the squad could have been a good bonding experience if Lena hadn’t suddenly been overcome with jealousy. She knocked the sauce off the table by accident and behaved abhorrently for the rest of the afternoon.

That might have been the reason she followed through with her plans to accompany Kara to the animal shelter that night.

Misguided guilt was safer than romantic interest, and the only reason Lena held hands with Kara during their walk was because she had been so rude earlier. With their fingers interlocked and cups of coffee in their other hands, they strolled along a path covered in white blossom petals and towards a building with a chain link fence.

“There are so many dogs for you to meet. Sparkles, and Tiny, and Orange—”

Kara slipped into an enthusiastic ramble as she opened a gate for Lena and grabbed her volunteer badge from someone at the front desk.

The person sat behind a computer screen and popped her head up to check on them.

“Alex, this is Lena. She’s going to keep me company tonight.” Kara motioned at the kennels and started to step away when Alex grabbed her by the back of the shirt.

“Hold up, this is the cheerleader that you’re supposed to help?” Alex kept her voice down and hunched over Kara, who was already kneeling to open a cage.

“Yeah, and animals bring out the best in people,” Kara explained in a hush that put Lena in a terrible mood. “They’re also a great judge of character.”

Lena got it in her head that this must have been some sort of test and privately decided that she would pass it—not because she cared, but out of a spiteful need to prove that she didn’t need Kara’s anger mediation.

“You’ll need an apron.” Alex pursed her lips as she handed Lena one of the dirtiest rags she had ever seen.

It looked frayed and splotchy, and she was sure tufts of fur had been glued to it in patches.

Lena recoiled and stuck her chin out argumentatively. “I’m not wearing that. I’ll end up with rabies or mange—"

“Or worse,” Alex warned her without any trace of sarcasm. “You both get to wash Shit blaster tonight.”

Lena would have scoffed if Kara hadn’t chosen that moment to clear her throat and step in between them. “I thought we agreed that you would stop calling her that. It isn’t cute.”

“It wasn’t meant to be,” Alex deadpanned, her lips curling into a wry smile.

Kara rolled her eyes and turned her back to Alex as she confided, “She’s talking about a cute little poodle mix we call Floopsy. Her owner abandoned her, and when we brought her in, she was terrified. You can guess what happened next.”

Lena sucked on her teeth as she considered it, and never said a word as she held her hand out for the apron. Alex at least had the decency not to smirk as she put it on with a grimace.

“Come say hi to everyone.” Kara escorted Lena through a set of double doors to the kennels that were heartbreakingly full.

Lena wasn’t one for showing much emotion at the best of times, but the number of animals made her stride falter as she tried to take in all the name tags above the cages.

Tiny was huge and slobbered in excitement when they walked by. Orange Creamsicle was a ginger and white mutt that whined for ear scratches that Kara happily doled out and Sparkles was a feral chihuahua who didn’t live up to his name. He stuck his snout up against the bars and gnashed and snarled like a deranged little gremlin.

“Why do you call him Sparkles? He isn’t a ball of sunshine.” Lena frowned as Kara opened his door and he ran straight to her sneakers to tug on the laces.

“We call him Sparkles because he likes to show his pearly white teeth.” Kara showed no fear as she scooped him up in one hand and placed the chihuahua in the pen with some of the other dogs to play with toys.

At the back of another cage, Floopsy cowered on top of a polka dot towel. Kara opened the door and retrieved a treat to cajole the frightened dog out.

Lena put her hand near Floopsy’s nose and waited for the skittish animal to sniff her.

“You’re good with animals. Patient.” Kara smiled at her gentle handling of the little dog.

“Don’t turn this into a lecture about how I can apply these skills with people,” Lena warned as she picked Floopsy up and walked off towards the bathing area.

“N-no, I wasn’t — I wasn’t planning to lecture you while we’re out on our first date.” Kara laughed with a soft snort at the end and grabbed bottles of shampoo and conditioner from a cabinet.

Lena paused with the fluffy pooch curled into her chest. She reacted to the word date the same way Floopsy reacted to the sight of water—with deepseated hate.

Floopsy attempted to jump from her arms the moment her paw touched the bath, and Kara rolled up her sleeves and lathered the dog while Lena grappled to keep it calm in the water.

“You’re fine, you’re fine, everything is good,” Lena repeated as a mantra, both for herself and the terrified little animal. “You don’t have to run away.”

Inside she was feeling much the opposite, and if she hadn’t been holding on to a squirming creature, she would have come up with an excuse to ditch Kara immediately.

They conquered Floopsy’s fear of water with gentleness and persistence, and soon Kara was rinsing the poodle’s back off.

“You’re both doing a wonderful job,” Kara praised and snatched a towel down from a top shed to bundle the soaking pup.

Lena could feel herself begin to hyperventilate as Kara stuck the small poodle into a drying cage. They were on a date and she hadn’t even realized it.

If that was the case, would Kara tell other people they were dating?

“Kara, umm—no one on the squad knows I accompanied you here tonight. Right?” Lena would never live it down if any of the cheerleaders uncovered this dirty little secret.

Half of them couldn’t even be bothered to grab food with the omega, and Lena heard how they talked about her in the comfort of the locker room. They mocked the omega for being a prude and a suck up.

“No.” Kara grimaced at that, and the spot between her eyebrows crinkled. “I thought maybe we shouldn’t tell anyone, since I’m supposed to be your peer mediator and someone might assume I’m playing favorites.”

“Right, because that would be terrible.” Lena’s penchant for sarcasm made it sound like she was joking, but she would have either died or killed Kara if the omega had given a different answer.


There would be no redemption for dating someone like Kara. It was effectively social suicide and Lena was still agitated that she had let it get this far.

“Nobody would ever trust me to be fair, that’s for sure.” Kara laughed as she passed off another scruffy-looking dog that wiggled in excitement.

Lena wondered if the sting she felt was from the dog’s tail whacking her face, or the implication that Kara thought her own reputation would be ruined by someone finding out they were hooking up. It screwed with her head, and for a long moment she just stood there with the dog hovering over the water and trying to swim through air.

Kara chewed at her lip, and Lena blinked when she thought she heard the omega whisper, “I can’t believe I’m already wet—”

“What?” Lena snapped out of her inner turmoil to stare at Kara. She was intrigued by the lack of embarrassment she detected.

“I said I can’t wash her unless she’s wet.” Kara motioned to the water so Lena would remember to dunk the animal into the bath.

The water only came up to its knees, but as Lena set him down, the dog paddled around like he was in a lake.

Lena huffed in irritation and tried to focus on the wet dog stench instead of Kara’s fragrant and flirtatious pheromones. Being stuck in a small room without windows was just as bad as sitting in Kara’s dorm, and this was not the time or place to get tricked into having a hard-on.

“Isn’t your friend meant to be here?” Lena’s tone was borderline accusatory, and she tried to dial it back by scratching behind the dog’s ears and down around its chin. One of its back legs started to thump, and that momentarily dissolved her panic long enough for a genuine smile to curve her lips.

“Nia gets here later. You’ll like her. She’s witty like you.” Kara worked the shampoo into the matted patches of the mutt’s fur and washed it all out.

I doubt it, Lena thought, but she was smart enough to keep it to herself for once.

“Although you might not meet her tonight,” Kara stated after a moment, her gaze flicking somewhat coyly to Lena as she grabbed the towel to bundle the dog up.

“Why is that? I thought you were kind of a team.” Lena raised an eyebrow and came to the conclusion that Kara was afraid of what her friends might think.

“Oh, because we’re leaving early to get some frozen yogurt for the walk back to my dorm.”


Kara’s casual way of sharing how their night would progress increased the temperature in the room.

Lena felt her alpha stir at the prospect of what would happen once they were back at Kara’s and the bashful way Kara’s gaze lifted to meet her own said she was also hoping to find out.

By timing and chance, Lena didn’t meet any of Kara’s friends that night. She figured it was better that there were no witnesses, especially since Kara took her hand again when they left the shelter.

They ended up at Yo-Yo Yogurt, swapping flavors that they tasted from each other’s spoons.

Kara filled her cup with strawberry and a mountain of candy toppings. Lena picked chocolate with a caramel swirl and stemmed cherries, which she sucked between her full lips.

The walk back to Kara’s dorm would take less than five minutes, and Lena was deep in a fantasy as they moved along in the shade of a big elm tree. No one was around, and the peace and quiet lulled her into a false sense that whatever happened between them would remain private.

She still clutched Kara’s hand when she noticed two cheerleaders out for an evening jog – and before she could react appropriately, she shoved Kara into the nearest bush.

The leaves rustled as Kara fell into them with a muffled shriek, and Lena played it off like the noise had come from her. She slapped a hand to her eye as if she had gotten brain freeze, even though the cheerleaders never glanced in her direction. They turned a corner around another building and Lena dropped her fro-yo to dig Kara out of the bush.

“There was a spider,” Lena lied as she grabbed Kara by the hand to pull her up.

The omega brought half the bush with her. Foliage stuck in her hair and her sweater, and she looked completely dishevelled.

“Gosh, you have quick reflexes, I didn’t even see it.” Kara checked herself over with a paranoid look in her eye like she worried the arachnid was still on her.

Lena finally relaxed enough to appreciate that it was kind of adorable how panicked Kara was over a silly bug. She put an end to the omega’s search by casually plucking a leaf from her hair, and redirected her focus by asking, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, but my fro-yo isn’t,” Kara lamented as she brushed herself off and glanced down at the spillage stuck in the bush. She retrieved her empty carton and deposited it along with Lena’s in the garbage can by the dorm building.

“I’ll buy you another one next time.”

The words came out of Lena’s mouth without any prompting, and she recoiled at her own sincerity. She wasn’t supposed to be going out with Kara and now she had basically just announced a second date. Fuck.

Kara beamed over the empty promise and swiped them into the dorm with her card. “Maybe we can even grab dinner or see a movie first—"

Lena moved stealthily around the halls and hurried into the omega’s room without being seen.

It would be easy to deny her involvement with Kara if they were caught together in public, but it would be far harder if anyone spotted her hanging out at the dorm.

She committed herself to nothing, but let Kara throw out several possible date ideas. The hypotheticals couldn’t hurt and going to a movie with Kara would be relatively low risk when compared to some other activities.

“Right, so. Goodnight.” Lena hovered by the door, deluding herself into believing that she had the willpower to leave.

Kara laughed joyfully and sat down on her bed, pushing her chest out and leaning back to get comfortable. “Stay for a while. We could watch a movie on my laptop.”

Such a benign offer should never have been taken at face value, but Lena perched on the bed next to the omega. She could endure twenty minutes of a bad film, then excuse herself with a lie about studying for a test.

Enthralled as she was with Kara’s tits and how they filled out her small blue shirt, Lena wouldn’t even be able to recall the title of the movie.

She smoothed her lips together over the remnants of the gloss she applied that morning. Kara cuddled into her, glancing in her direction a few times, and tempting her to act.

The third time it happened, Lena took hold of Kara’s chin and pulled her into a kiss that escalated into taking their clothes off.

Lena stood up to open her pants and lowered them down onto her thighs. She removed the omega’s shirt and a green bralette, then cupped at Kara’s petite breasts with fantasies of holding onto them during sex.

“Did you think about this over the weekend, Kara? Did you think about how good it felt to let me play with your pussy?” Lena stared down at the omega, imperious and in control as she slipped her hand over the tiny panties that matched Kara’s bralette.

She crooked her fingers into the fabric and pushed it into Kara’s opening to feel the slick inside. Kara’s entrance spasmed needily and Lena was generous to peel the gusset aside and caress the omega’s private lips.

“You’re very wet. So wet that I’m sure you were thinking about this for a while.” Lena eyed the shine of arousal on her fingers and the glistening little clench of Kara’s pussy.

“I thought about you every day since you touched me,” Kara gasped out and moved her hips as though she wanted to grind on Lena’s hand.

“What did you do while you were thinking of me?” Lena tugged the panty firmly off to the side, tracing her fingertips along the bunched elastic and taking it slow as she caressed around the omega’s cunt. “What did you put in here, Kara? Did you fill your tight pussy while I was on your mind?”

Kara’s flustered state was arousing to Lena, and she enjoyed the power she suddenly held over the omega.

The powdery blush of embarrassment shifted to a brighter shade of guilt on the omega’s cheeks, and she nodded meekly. “I used the toy a few times. Just the way you did, but it didn’t feel as good.”


That confession was expected, but Lena had the urge to prove how inferior the beta-cock was to her own. She pushed Kara onto the bed to shimmy her panties off and admired the sheen of arousal that clung to the fabric.

“It’s not a good substitute for the real thing, is it, Kara?” Lena traced two fingers along the silky parting of her pussy lips and held them open to expose the subtle contraction of her entrance. “You want to feel me inside here, not that.”

The second Kara whispered yes, Lena teased her by sliding the tip of her middle finger inside. She rubbed into Kara’s sensitive spot and then denied her by caressing upwards to stroke over her clit.

“Your pussy is so snug inside that I’ll need to prepare it first. Would two fingers feel good, Kara? Should I rub you deep inside like this?” Lena entered the omega with a single finger just as she had the last time and groaned as Kara’s inner satin clamped around her. She pumped into her slowly—in and out until the tiny quiver of Kara’s jaw loosened her lips and she moaned for another.

“Good girl. You know I’ll give you just what you need.” Lena slipped her finger out to push another into the enveloping warmth.

The tight fit played havoc with Lena’s senses, and she rubbed her concealed cock against the omega’s thigh as they moved to lie down together.

Lena positioned her knee in between Kara’s legs and worked her fingers against the quivering little place that tensed around her in response. “Is this where you need to feel my cock?”

“Please, yes, Lena.” Kara curved her back, writhing from the thrusts that collided up against the most sensitive of spots.

Lena hammered into it on purpose, even as Kara arched and rocked her pelvis back into the bed. She didn’t let up until Kara’s slick ran down her hand and the slippery gush was all over her palm by the time the orgasm subsided.

Any other omega would have required a rest after that, but Lena could see the silent plea in Kara’s eyes and keenly understood that they would continue. She curled her fingers into the cushy heat inside and pinched Kara’s nipples with her other hand.

“Lift your legs up. Knees far apart.”

Giving commands was met with another ripple of warmth inside of Kara. Lena observed the soft contraction of her inner lips and wondered how they would feel around her knot.

“Look at that, your pussy knows I’m in charge of it.”

The wanton clenches were more frequent after Lena’s comment, and she smiled as she leaned over to open Kara’s beside drawer. Nestled in a clean towel, she discovered the beta cock and a bottle of lubricant that should never have been necessary with such a disappointing girth.

“Did you need to use this with the beta you dated?” Lena asked, knowing she should have kept her curiosities to herself.

Kara blushed as she rested her weight on one elbow to glance at the lubricant. “Oh, I never — we never went that far.”

The rumors about Kara were evidently true, and Lena wasn’t sure what to do with that information. She blinked in surprise and hoped that her alpha’s excitement wasn’t as obvious to the omega.

“How far did you get?”

Lena had no right to ask, and yet she burned with a need to know. If Kara had never gone all the way yet, the polite thing to do would be to stop, especially if she wasn’t that serious about the omega. On the other hand, her alpha wanted to posture and Lena was nothing if not competitive.

Kara buried her face into the crook of her arm to avoid Lena’s gaze, and huffed out, “We um– well, just some hand stuff.”

Lena didn’t plan on settling herself fully between Kara’s thighs, but she did when she realized Kara had only done the basics. The beta-cock was forgotten as Lena massaged into Kara’s upper wall with her fingertips. She brought her mouth so close to Kara’s pretty little mound that she almost pressed her lips to it impulsively.

The sound of Kara gasping stopped her from going further, and Lena peered up at her through lustful, dark lashes.

“Did you let them get a taste of you, Kara? Have you felt the warmth of someone’s mouth kissing your pussy?”

Kara’s blown pupils and slack jawed expression was enough of an answer, but Lena wasn’t satisfied with that. She nuzzled into the apex of Kara’s thigh to feel the tremble she created, and waited for Kara to whine before asking, “Would you like me to lick you here, Kara?”

“Oh, please, but only if you’re sure–”

Lena slipped her tongue into the fragrant arousal between Kara’s pussy lips and puckered the smallest bit. She licked along the sensual divide of the omega’s labia. Kara’s clitoris was hot against her skin, round and inflamed around the hood. She savored the taste of sex as she sucked on it, the flutters all the more erotic to feel in her mouth.

“I’m going to make you come with my tongue,” Lena whispered to the sensitive little bundle of nerves, which she covered with her lips again.

She lashed the small swell with the tip of her tongue and pinned Kara down by the hips.

Out of every act of intimacy, giving pleasure with her mouth seemed as emotional as it was physical, and Lena didn’t shy away from kissing Kara fully between the thighs.

The hot clench of Kara’s private velvet felt far more personal now that Lena experienced the way the omega throbbed for her attention. Every languid swirl ended with a kiss as she drew Kara’s clit into her mouth. Lena sucked intermittently, teasing and releasing the little bud whenever Kara writhed or tried to undulate.

She would have kept the game going and brought Kara close several more times if the omega hadn’t laced their fingers together. It was a sweet gesture that connected them, and Lena’s alpha grew possessive as she breathed in a pleading scent.

Nobody was going to make Kara climax better than she could. Lena was going to make sure of it, though she refused to acknowledge that her reasons went deeper than her self-imposed competition.

Gliding her tongue down and pushing it into the space that her fingers created was all part of her usual routine with an omega—except it wasn’t.

Lena had gone down on a few, but usually just to ensure they would return the favor. This was different, and she nestled her face between Kara’s tanned thighs without any promise of reciprocation. She paid attention to what Kara enjoyed because she cared enough to make it feel good.

“Are you ready to come in my mouth, Kara? You’re shaking all over. You must be so close.” Lena pushed her fingers back inside to rub at the same place that her lips kissed on the outside.

Kara moaned out loud and the erratic rock of her pelvis put Lena in a more dominant mood. She placed her hands under Kara’s thighs and shoved them into a drastic spread. Between thrusting and puckering her mouth, Kara trembled and peaked in continual shudders of satisfaction.

Before she recovered from those tremors, Kara sat up and planted a hand on Lena’s chest to settle her down against all of the extra cushions on the bed. She whipped her hair back and stared Lena in the eye as she kissed the tip of her cock.

“What are you doing?” Lena gasped at the softest slurping around the formidable head of her erection.

Kara opened her mouth wider to get her lips around it, and the stunning sensation was pleasurable even if it wasn’t what Lena expected.

For someone accustomed to leading in all areas of her life, Lena was shocked that Kara didn’t require instructions. She groaned as the reflexive tightening in the back of Kara’s throat massaged at her glans.

“Oh fuck, how did you get so good at this?” Lena became stiffer just from feeling the omega’s smile on her cock.

“I practiced with popsicles,” Kara gasped in between smoothly passing her lips over Lena’s wide head.

The omega could hold her breath longer than most and managed to fit more of Lena inside her mouth. Lena wove her fingers into strands of Kara’s blonde hair, gripping it at the roots as she resumed controlling their sexual interaction.

Seized by the drives of her alpha, she bucked into the warm restriction of Kara’s throat. She never planned to test the omega’s limits, but gratification seemed obtainable. Thrusting was an instinctual consequence, and Kara unlocked her jaw so nicely for her to do it.

Kara stretched her lips as she choked on the girth of Lena’s cock. Lena marveled over the omega’s talent for keeping all of it in the back of her throat.

“I’m going to come if you keep sucking me like that.”

Lena knew the omega wanted her seed from the way they both moved. Strands of slipperiness covered her cock as Kara let it slide from her mouth just to force it deeper.

She didn’t consider the intimacy of combing her fingers through Kara’s hair until the unhindered view of the omega’s eyes was more appealing than the stretch of her lips. Lena groaned because she knew she was screwed, and Kara doubled her efforts with the prettiest of whines.

The perpetual glide of Kara’s tongue lavished the most sensitive ridges beneath the brim of her cock, and Lena couldn’t sit still. White hot pleasure coiled like springs in Lena’s core, tightening her abs and forcing the breath out her lungs. She was surprised when Kara pulled back, her soft lips enveloping the entirety of her glans to give it undivided attention.

“God, that feels so good,” Lena rasped, unable to stifle the breathy sounds of her pleasure as Kara shocked her with the way she used her mouth.

The hot caress looped around her brim and drew Lena deeper as Kara massaged the broad surface with the flat of her tongue.

They were staring at one another, and Lena was so far gone she wasn’t even embarrassed by the noises she was making.

Kara teased the sensitive aperture on Lena’s tip and clasped the scorching knot-base to stroke Lena in tandem with her oral worship.

There was no holding back from that, and Lena stiffened all over with a strained cry. She went off like a geyser in Kara’s mouth, pulsing out ropes of creamy seed one after the other until her hips sank back to the bed.

Lena expected a mess when her vision finally cleared, but Kara had swallowed every drop and was licking her lips.

She was hard again in an instant, so worked up and ready to continue that she practically lunged at Kara.

Pillows scattered to the floor as she pinned the omega down to kiss and nip at her mouth. Soft growls emanated from Lena’s throat and Kara opened her legs to let her get situated between them.

“I’m going to make you come so hard you’ll never want to use that toy again,” Lena bragged, fully intent on living up to her promise.

Kara seemed completely amenable as she raised her pelvis to glide the slippery divide of her pussy lips along Lena’s shaft. It only crumbled when she seemed to regain her senses and gazed up at Lena with wide, trusting eyes.

“Did you bring protection? Thirty percent of omegas drop out of college due to unwanted–”

Lena sagged, and not because of Kara setting boundaries.

If she had known this was a date, she would have been better prepared, but she hadn’t brought any condoms and now her alpha was pissed at her.

“I forgot,” Lena admitted as she scrambled for an excuse to stay tangled with Kara, even if it didn’t involve sleeping with her tonight. “Do you still want to watch that movie you mentioned?”