Mistakes Were Made - Part 2

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Kara took pride in being a perceptive individual and an even better friend. For the duration of Lena’s heat, Kara did all of the things that a good friend should do. She bought all of Lena’s favorite snacks, drinks, and an entire line of heat products that promised to help soothe an omega’s symptoms for up to four hours. Lena opened the bag with an odd look on her face, and Kara rubbed her pussy afterwards just to ensure her best friend was comfortable throughout the afternoon.

At the end of the first week, Kara sat at her desk browsing through a website with flowers. She selected a bouquet for Lena and entered a thoughtful message into the spot that allowed her to attach a gift card:

Dear Lena – I may not be able to fill your whole office, but I hope I can still fill you up with joy when you look at these flowers. Affectionately yours, Kara.

A few hours later when Lena received the gift at the Luthor Foundation, she texted:

If you’re free, can you come fill me with “joy” right now?

Kara checked her schedule, but an interruption from one of her interns prevented her from leaving at the time. She arrived five minutes later to find Lena sitting on her desk in a pair of elegant black heels and nothing else.

Out of an instinct to be respectful, Kara made it a point to stare at Lena’s feet and not at the shimmer of sex that was already all over her cunt. Kara breathed in the glorious, aroused scents and peeked up at the nude stretch of Lena’s leg, following it up to the sacred place she was politely avoiding.

Lena blazed with heat from her face to her breasts, her breath coming in shorter gasps. Her clothes were strewn beside her, right next to the fragrant bouquet Kara had sent.

“Perfect timing, I was about to press the Super watch,” Lena raspily admitted and ran her hands over her open thighs as an overture. “As you can see, I tried getting started, but touching myself doesn’t compare. Nothing quite soothes my heat like your cock, Kara.”

Kara knocked her cape back as it slipped into her way like it was an enemy on her shoulder. She humbly soaked in Lena’s praise and postured in front of the omega.

“You know me, I’m always happy to help,” Kara bashfully admitted, her reflexes somewhat delayed by the fact that Lena’s hands were already grabbing the waistband of her Super suit.

Normally Kara would have taken it off, but Lena had discovered the easiest way to get at her cock was through a concealed zipper on the front. Lena had it in her hand before Kara could even strip and stroked the stiffened length with enthusiasm.

“Then help yourself to my cunt before my omega makes me beg for it,” Lena implored, smearing her slick all over the plump glans of Kara’s erection.

She guided the thickened tip to the wet crest of her pussy and let Kara feel the internal flutters of her need. The exceptional warmth of Lena’s entrance compelled Kara to sink into it with a low moan, and Lena braced herself by locking her thighs around Kara’s hips for the first full thrust.

Lena’s constrictions made it impossible to slide in deep, and Kara savored the sensation on her cock and the gradual opening of the omega’s walls. It felt as good as knotting to be immersed in such tight heat, and Kara appreciated that she could touch Lena’s tits as they eased into sex.

“I don’t want my heat to end.” Lena leaned back on her hands and forced her thighs open, despite the instinct that was causing her to clench them. “I know we’ve only just started sleeping together, but I can’t stop fantasizing about things I probably shouldn’t fantasize about—"

Kara pushed deeper into the hot little canal that clung around her shaft. She growled without thinking and Lena’s pussy gripped her harder just to loosen obediently and let her inside.

“Like what?” Kara groaned and submerged her cock in the omega’s silken core. “You can tell me.”

“It might scandalize you,” Lena conceded and positioned two fingers over her clit to rub it forcefully into swelling. “It’s just that we aren’t using protection, and that excites me every time we have sex. It’s not even that I would be ready to have pups, but it’s taking that risk of giving you my unprotected cunt — knowing that if it did happen, everyone would see me as yours, or they would form their own opinions. And all I would care about is that you’re inside of my very wet cunt, and I get to feel every inch of your cock stretching me.“

The fantasy came to life in Kara’s head as she listened to Lena’s melodic voice and rutted her thick glans deeper, rubbing the wide rim into the omega’s unprotected cervix. She groaned at the concept of filling it with so much seed, knotting it all inside of Lena and taking the risk — just because it felt good, just because the omega was willing and wanted to please Kara with her pussy.

Kara held her best friend’s hips steady and pounded into the decadent silk until her cock was slippery wet with it. The rattling desk moved with her and one of the legs broke out of nowhere, leaving the surface lopsided as Kara refused to let up with her thrusts. She sensed the climax inside of her was going to be extraordinary and explosive and pressed Lena’s legs up to angle her in a more submissive position. Alpha instinct drove her, some part of her primitive brain that correlated this act with a bred cunt full of her seed.

These weren’t best friend activities, and Kara’s mind would have registered that had she not been so deep in Lena’s pussy that she forgot English.

“Shovuhodh w rrip, Lena, kehp te aos,” Kara huffed as she planted her feet and hot charges of seed pumped into Lena’s opening. She popped the thickest knot she ever experienced, the bulge keeping her interlocked with Lena.

The scorching circumference stretched Lena’s labia out and Kara needed to sit in the chair with the omega on her lap to wait for it to reduce. Lena kissed her, and the enamored scents from her heat made Kara think about her complicated feelings for her friend.

Kara wanted to talk about her willingness to be supportive, but then slip in something about continuing this after Lena’s heat cycle ended.

“What did you say in your Kryptonian mother tongue?” Lena scrutinized her with a knowing arch of her brow and placed a hand against the S emblazoned on Kara’s suit.

I love you, Lena, have my baby.

“Just that I’m so lucky that you chose me to help you out.” Kara modestly tucked her chin to her chest and huffed out a sigh of defeat at not being able to express the truth.

She flew around aimlessly for about twenty minutes after leaving Lena — and she was about to return to work when Alex tapped into her comms to tell her about an emergency. A stranger in a silver suit was setting off rockets in the air above National City as a message to his conspiracy theory followers.

Kara sailed through the sky to intercept the explosions, uppercutting rockets to send them higher up so that the blasts wouldn’t rain any debris onto the citizens below. Her tactics earned her the ire of the silver suited man, and she narrowly dodged his metallic fist as he soared towards her in anger.

They duked it out between buildings and clouds, with Kara landing a punch that sent him hurtling to the streets below. She caught him mid drop, and he surprised her by grabbing onto her suit as he fired up his jetpack. The propulsion sent them scraping up the side of a building, tearing out bricks on the way up before Kara kicked him straight through the roof of someone’s penthouse.

He blew out the other side with a chunk of marble in his hands and hurled it at her face as he dove towards her. It exploded into dust as she used her heat vision, and then she rushed him with a snarl and headbutted him onto a balcony. He scrambled up just in time to throw a woman off the ledge, and Kara caught her as she plummeted and set her down gently.

Kara followed the menace through the city, grabbing him by the back of his suit to crush his jetpack and put an end to his terror. It didn’t deter him, and they fought all the way to the ground as he slashed at her with a small blade laced with Kryptonite.

“I’ll never surrender, do you hear me? The people will know the truth that aliens are not welcome on Earth. It’s in the prophecies—”

Kara was tired of the same rhetoric most of the lunatics used, and they rolled around in a mad scramble for the blade until she grabbed it out of his hand.

“Okay I give up! I liked the rush of power, just don’t use it on me–”

“I’m not going to stab you with your weapon,” Kara grit out, confused by his sudden change of heart when people started to snap pictures.

Some gasped, and a few covered their eyes while a handful of omegas stared with their mouths open. It was then that Kara looked down to find the zipper of her suit open.

“Fudgesicles,” Kara hissed, dropping the weapon to stuff her cock into her pants.

She must have forgotten to zip herself up after taking care of Lena, and now she had flashed half a dozen people.

The humiliation that settled over her for the rest of the day was unbearable, and even more so when she returned to CatCo to hear the afternoon’s reporting. No one managed to get a clear picture of her exposure, but speculation spread fast in the media, and the Daily Planet started a rumor about her relationship status. Some omegas came forth to make claims they were dating Supergirl in secret, and Kara hunkered down in her office and watched their statements on all of the major news channels.

Kara cringed as she scrolled through the forums she read the week before and decided to snoop on her employee, Tina, who handled the gossip column.

Tina had already opened several emails and she was on the phone pursuing interviews. Kara poked her glasses up the bridge of her nose and flattened herself against the wall as she eavesdropped on conversations all around the office.

An omega named Rebecca was giving Tina a very compelling account of how she met Supergirl, and Kara realized she would have bought the story had she been in her employee’s position. The one detail that stood out the most was that Rebecca claimed to know Supergirl through Lena Luthor.

Kara was seconds from flying off to talk to this Rebecca when another omega phoned and gave a very different tale of her situation with Supergirl. This interview was conducted anonymously by Hannah, who combed through different sites in search of any dirt or details to corroborate the lie.

By the end of the night, Kara had twelve girlfriends—just not the one she wanted.


She received a text from Lena around six o’clock and braced herself as she read it.

I’ve been so busy this afternoon I haven’t been able to text. Your place, right? I can’t wait to play with you.

Kara wracked her brain in case she had forgotten she scheduled a game night. She hastily sent out a group text to invite their friends over and shot out of the office with the plan to pick up pizzas and wine.

Kara had never been more grateful to have a secret identity than when she placed her order and heard everyone in the restaurant discussing why Supergirl was caught with her dick out.

The embarrassment could have melted the flesh from her bones, and she arrived home ten minutes later with the food and more insights into what the populace thought about Supergirl than she ever wanted.

She would have rather spent a quiet night in, lamenting with Lena about her terrible luck than face her friends.

She formed a plan to ply Alex with enough wine to stop her from ranting about her recent case of indecent exposure and opened a bottle pre-emptively.

Brainy would be distracted by the donuts she picked up, and hopefully she could get a game going before anyone mentioned the incident.

The first couple to arrive was Nia and Brainy, and to Nia’s credit all she did was widen her eyes comically and pull Kara into a hug. “You know what they say, no such thing as bad press, right?”

Alex didn’t quite agree with that sentiment when she barged in behind them with pinched lips and hissed, “Kara what the actual fuck happened today? You’ve been ignoring my calls–”

“I was at work,” Kara sputtered, already handing off a glass of wine to try and curb her sister's rant.

“Bullshit. You set up an entire game night, but couldn’t explain how you were caught with your pants down?” Alex snapped and lifted the wine to her lips to taste the peace offering.

“Technically they were very much on,” Brainy stipulated and peered at Kara thoughtfully as he touched his chin. “Though a wardrobe malfunction like that shouldn’t have been possible, unless Kara sped off during a bathroom break.”

Nia scoffed at his assumptions and spilled the tea that was keeping CatCo buzzing. “Not according to all the rumors saying Supergirl was getting some when she rushed out to save the day—”

Kelly glanced at Kara subtly and pushed her over the edge into a panic attack that sent her hands into the air. “Guys, please, those gossip sites are awful. It was an accident and I just want to forget it happened.”

“Forget what happened?” Lena inquired, slipping in quietly while everyone spoke over one another in pursuit of answers. The smile on her face seemed forced and she shot Kara a questioning look that propelled her forward.

“Lena, hiii, we’re just about to get set up,” Kara smiled hard enough to hurt her cheeks and hugged the omega against herself rather selfishly to inhale the scent of her friend's heat. She would have stayed there for hours if she could have, but reluctantly pulled back when Lena whispered, “Why is everyone here?”

Kara blinked in confusion, her own smile faltering as she squinted at Lena. “I thought you wanted to play with me, and we’re always a team, right?”

Somewhere behind them Alex choked, and Kara sent her a glare when her sister immediately turned to Kelly and asked, “Tell me I didn’t just hear what I think I did?”

“That wasn’t quite what I had in mind,” Lena confided in a soft tone that made Kara’s cock jump in her pants. “I suppose a little competition will keep us fired up and I can always sleep over afterwards.”

“See, this is why I adore you most of all,” Kara laughed, flustered by her reaction to Lena when she was surrounded by their friends.

Kara claimed a spot on the floor a safe distance away from Lena and partially hid under the coffee table as her cock responded to the omega’s pheromones. She didn’t expect Lena to sit on the carpet next to her after pouring herself some red wine, or that she would knock the Jenga tower over on her first pull because she was too engrossed in Lena’s tits.

Lena raised herself onto her knees to check Kara’s move and a long peek down her top was all the distraction Kara could take.

Lena’s nipples seemed redder than usual, hard and begging for Kara’s fingers and mouth to soothe them.

“Kara, if you’re not going to grab them, I will,” Alex intoned and knocked Kara right out of her reverie of staring.

“Wha—what?” Kara sharply asked and turned her head as she realized Alex meant their other boardgames and not Lena’s tits.

“Why don’t we play a spicier game for a change instead of charades?” Nia interrupted, bright with mischief as she snatched the cards from the table. “Like a drinking game. How about Never Have I Ever?”

“The point of that game is to get buzzed, and some of us wouldn’t be able to take a single sip.” Alex grabbed the neck of a beer bottle and eyed Kara so that everyone knew she referred to her own sister.

Kara slouched and fiddled with her glasses, which she still sometimes forgot to remove out of habit.

“I don’t care, we should still play,” Nia pressed and grabbed two different bottles of alcohol so she could top all of the humans and aliens up with their respective poisons. “Never have I ever slept with someone while in heat.”

Kelly was the first omega to drink to that, and everyone seemed to expect her to be only one to drink, but Lena took a smug gulp of her wine.

“Never have I ever exposed myself in public.” Brainy sent a wink Kara’s way as if he thought he was doing her a favor by finding an example that would allow her to drink.

Only Lena looked surprised when Kara grudgingly took a sip of her alien brew. “Is there something I should be aware of?” she drawled, her gaze flicking to the humorless scrunch of Alex’s lips.

“Supergirl experienced a wardrobe malfunction this afternoon in the middle of apprehending a thug,” Brainy explained, and if Kelly peered at Lena with a knowing smile, nobody else seemed to notice.

“Oh god, did it make the news?” Lena gasped, swinging to look at Kara as she reached out to place a hand apologetically on her arm.

“If the calls to CatCo are to be believed, just seeing Supergirl knocked up half of the omegas in National City,” Nia divulged, her contrite expression a bit exaggerated due to the sudden gust of cold wind as Kara exhaled sharply.

“It’s all lies,” Kara insisted, utterly mortified by the fabrications about her alter ego.

“Well, no shit, you’ve probably never even kissed an omega,” Alex grunted, her insensitive remark snapping Kara’s head up as she thought about laser blasting her sister's face.

“Never have I ever had a one-night stand while visiting an alternate Earth!” Kara vindictively spat, her grin bright and victorious as Alex turned a vibrant purple and swallowed a shot.

“Oh my god, who did you bang?” Nia asked, wide eyed and delighted by all the tea that was being spilled.

Alex mumbled something under her breath and hung her head in shame while their friends teased her mercilessly.

“You’re dead for that,” Alex warned Kara, cracking everyone up in the process.

Kelly leaned forward to set her drink down and crossed her legs as she took her turn. “Never have I ever broken a piece of furniture during sex.”

Kara discreetly bent her head towards her glass and tried to drink it without being noticed.  Beside her Lena also swallowed a mouthful of wine with a furtive glance over at Kara.

Fortunately, Brainy also gulped at his alien brew at the same time and Nia stared at him for an explanation. “Technically, I broke an ottoman by tripping over it afterwards. It was not my finest moment.”

Nia patted him on the back, then looked to Lena like she might ask for her story next.

Lena covered for herself by smiling cutely and reaching for a handful of M&Ms on the table. “Oh, is it my turn to go? Hmm, never have I ever used handcuffs during sex.”

The pointed way she glanced at Kelly and Alex made it seem like her turn was retaliatory, and she smirked when they both took a drink.

“Man, we’re learning which of our friends are the kinkiest. How do I top that?” Nia laughed, oblivious to the way Kelly and Lena held eye contact like they were negotiating an unspoken truce.

“You don’t. That’s enough secrets revealed for one night.” Alex punctuated her stance on the matter with the dramatic way she drained the wine in her glass. She looked mortified that everyone knew what she did in the bedroom and poured herself another drink while Kelly rubbed her knee.

“Well, what do we do now?” Nia pouted and held her hand up to silence Brainy before he made a predictable suggestion. “Scrabble is only fun for half of us here, and it always ends with you and Lena competing to see who can spell the longest words.”

“Intellectual games can be very stimulating,” Brainy postulated, ready to launch into a speech about the intricacies of why such games were ideal.

“Not in the way I like,” Nia informed him, her blunt tone taking a moment to register for him.

“Oh. Yes, I much prefer that,” Brainy confirmed and slid his hand onto Nia’s thigh to signal he understood her meaning.

“God, is everyone here horny tonight?” Alex spat, offended by how freely everyone was announcing their attraction.

“Hey, when Supergirl flashes the city, it gets people going,” Nia reasoned, probably to take the heat off of herself with an easy target.

“No, no it doesn’t,” Kara sputtered awkwardly, her eyes darting to the window as she thought of just flying off if her friends kept bringing it up.

“It’s like the most Googled search for today,” Nia insisted with mirth.

“Really?” Lena asked and pulled out her phone to see what she could find.

The blurry and pixelated snaps at least concealed Kara’s modesty to some degree.

“They didn’t get a good shot—”

Lena seemed relieved by that. Kara almost died as she spotted her best friend scrolling through her camera reel to ogle the dick pics she sent with a private little smile curling her lips. It was such a brazen act in front of their friends, and none of them was the wiser as Lena stared at Kara’s hard cock. She zoomed in on the beads of arousal that dripped down the shaft and bit her lip.

Kara snatched the phone out of Lena’s hand with a desperate laugh. She inadvertently scrolled through the images and landed on a selfie Lena had taken with a silicone cock halfway inside her cunt. Kara growled instinctively, and stuffed Lena’s phone into her own pocket to the confusion of everyone else.

“Seriously guys let’s stop talking about it. It was awful enough at the time, and it’s horrifying to know it’s been captured on camera forever.”

In spite of her lecture, Kara hunched over to hide the bulge in her pants with her hand, though Lena seemed to notice it. She leaned closer under the guise of offering affection and uttered loudly for everyone’s benefit, “I’m sorry, Kara, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

Under her breath, Lena followed that up by whispering, “I want you inside my cunt.”

Eating pizza and catching up with her friends and family felt agonizing after that.

Kara’s mind was on Lena, and the scent of her friend’s heat was becoming stronger the longer they sat together on the couch. Once or twice, Lena adjusted herself and casually let her hand brush over Kara’s cock. That little caress kept her rock hard and unable to move for the rest of the night.

Kara all but used Lena as an excuse to hide the tent in her pants when she stood up to see everyone off.

“We can give you a ride back to your penthouse,” Alex suggested, her eyes narrowed at the way Lena laughed and shook her head.

“I’ve already sent for a car. It should be here in a few minutes.”

As their friends filed out, Lena slid her hand behind her back to cup Kara’s cock.

“Get home safely,” Lena called, disguising the sound of tugging Kara’s zipper open before Alex had fully closed the door.

Kara lacked her normal mental acuity as Lena took hold of her cock and stroked the tip. She stumbled forward with a cheesy grin on her face as all of their friends departed.

“Good night everybody! Have a good one!” Kara waved, turned the lock, and slid the deadbolt into place.

Her smile held in place as Lena whipped around, sexily raised her eyebrow, and kneeled to kiss her cock right on the doormat. Lena sloppily worked her lips over the sensitive glans and licked into the furrow that spouted two drips of excitement.

“Ooh-oh,” Kara uttered, her chin trembling from Lena’s tongue passing pleasurably over the brim and broader parts of her shaft. “Lena, maybe we should take this to the bedroom?”

“We’ve been with our friends for three hours. I’m in heat, and when you wandered off to re-fill the popcorn bowl, Nia told me how many omegas claimed to be dating Supergirl today—”

Lena sounded softer and breathier as her lashes slid low and sulky over her mesmerizing eyes. Kara detected an unknown emotion in them, some mood that precariously swayed between amused and peeved.

“I’m not dating any of them. I don’t know why they’re so willing to lie,” Kara stressed, her pout mimicking Lena’s as she dragged her mouth up the rigid shaft to press wet kisses to the tip.

“It’s because you’re the perfect mate.” Lena’s smoky tone almost seemed to brag as she clasped Kara’s erection to pump it between her lips. She swirled her tongue, lapping at the helmet between every word. “Strong. Brave. Flawlessly attractive.”

Kara’s mouth hung open and she left an imprint in the plaster of her wall as she reached out when Lena began to suck. The silken caress of Lena’s inner cheeks was all the better when she hollowed them, and Kara groaned at the pleasurable tension it spread through her abdomen.

“You have stamina that no alpha could ever match. Every omega wants you, especially now they’ve gotten a glimpse of this,” Lena whispered as she held Kara by the base of her cock to admire the enormity of it.

“Well, they can’t have it,” Kara blurted, embarrassed and disturbed by how many omegas were willing to fabricate the truth to live in a fantasy.

Kara would have gone on to say as much if Lena hadn’t gazed up at her with amorous eyes and rasped, “Is it just for me, Kara?”

“Yes,” Kara confessed, so forcefully and loud that she startled herself. Her heart was hammering so powerfully that she almost felt dizzy under the weight of her feelings, and she needed to tell Lena that this went deeper than just friendship. “Whenever you need it, Lena. It’s all yours.”

Granted, maybe she shouldn’t have motioned to her cock like it was some sort of gift, and she likely would have corrected herself if Lena hadn’t pushed it enthusiastically into her throat.

The sliding of her lips was an addictive sensation that dulled all of Kara’s other senses. Lena gulped and sucked, her mouth both firm and pliant as she surrounded Kara’s cock with wet warmth.

Kara touched her best friend’s cheek, caressing along her jawline in gentle encouragement. “Gosh, that feels good, Lena. You make me wish we could do this all of the time.”

Lena took fluid long slurps on the length of her erection and created a pressure that felt like it would expend her energies all in one orgasm.

Between the way the omega positioned both hands on Kara’s shaft, and the relentless tug of her red lips, Lena rubbed the seed out. It came out in startling jets, covering Lena’s mouth and chin, and pooling over her tongue. Kara groaned in shock as Lena opened wide and gathered it all before swallowing.

“If you can fill my pussy the way you did my mouth, I might just suck on you again later.” Lena moved off her knees and threw her sweater onto one of the kitchen chairs. She stripped from her lingerie and walked naked across the apartment.

Most of the debris from game night was still cluttered on the coffee table, and Lena paused to lift her wine glass. “Bedroom?”

Although she gave Lena a head start, Kara flew after her with the same velocity as a cannonball. She knocked all of her art down and blinked at the shambles for just a second before flinging herself at Lena.

This time was different for her, in part because she did just what her emotions demanded and kissed Lena without any restraint. She tangled her fingers in Lena’s black hair and moved on top of her with a growl. Never before did she consciously consider her dominant role, but Lena’s pheromones stirred that in her.

“Earlier, with what you said about breeding?” Kara puffed and slid her hand in between the omega’s wet thighs. “I could fill your womb, Lena. I wouldn’t even have to try, and your pussy looks so good with my seed inside of it.”

Lena opened her eyes as they glinted with a pop of intrigue, and she ripped open Kara’s shirt as she breathed, “What if you did it? What if you just put a pup in me? We’re not even mates, but I’ll whine and beg if you don’t come inside me tonight.”

Kara expected her reservations and common sense to kick in, but the impulse that took over was far from rational. She curled a finger into Lena’s aroused pussy, feeling all of the slick before making the judgment that she could push inside. The slippery, soft clench of Lena’s cunt was around the tip of her cock before she entertained another thought.

The alpha in Kara wanted to take all of her pent up emotions and pound them into her best friend. She was half convinced it would work better than articulating them because she could make Lena feel it all without saying a thing. What greater show of love was there than siring a pup with the only omega she ever wanted?

Logic failed her as the passion of her alpha took over. Kara grunted as she bucked, spearing Lena on the rigidity of her cock with one powerful stroke.

Lena could take it while in heat, and Kara acted the way a mate would by locking her teeth on Lena’s throat. She wouldn’t break the skin without permission, but it gave Lena a taste of her intentions, and a wonderful gush of slick proved that her friend got off on the idea of it.

“Your omega is already pleading for me to fill you up, Rao, you want my pup so badly.” The surprise in Kara’s voice was lost to her pleasure, and she lunged forward, her mouth ghosting against Lena’s cheek as she plunged the entirety of her cock into the soft ripples inside of the omega.


Keeping Lena’s cunt spread open while in the throes of spasm was exhilarating to Kara.

“What if I want more than one? Would you fill me with your seed during my heat for years to come?” Lena’s hypothetical questions provoked a reaction out of Kara, though perhaps not the one either of them expected.

With a groan of agreement, she pumped seed into Lena’s fertile cunt and kept going. She pushed a hand under Lena’s ass to grab it with a full palm and slid Lena up and down the length of her cock while thrusting at the same time—rougher and in desperation to rut a pup into her best friend.

Lena locked her thighs over Kara’s hips and whined as Kara handled her like that. She undulated to grind her pussy on the wider knot base and rubbed two fingers over her clit to prolong the contractions of her walls.

Kara’s base expanded to open the clenching space inside, and Lena whimpered from the proportions of the final knot. It took hard-striking and loud thrusts to fit the girth inside, and Lena writhed as she submitted her cunt to it.

Kara was a little ashamed of how much she liked the sounds that came from Lena while spread on the thickest part of her cock. Lena trembled through her thighs and legs from the strain centering between them.

“I really don’t know if I’d be able to knot you outside of your heats.” Kara covered the omega’s pussy with her hand to feel the warmth that radiated from inside.

“Of course you will,” Lena argued and slotted the knot deeper to convince Kara. “I don’t want to stop doing this with you after my heat ends. Besides, you’ll go into rut soon. What will you do then?”

If Lena could withstand this sort of penetration, then Kara could feasibly breed her at any time, even in rut.

The quickened slam of her cock meeting Lena’s cervix rattled the bedframe and Lena arched at the overwhelming bliss of it. She raked her nails down Kara’s shoulders and curled into her strong arms to gasp and whine, still pleading inside of her pussy with long and intentional pulsations.

Kara moved the omega into a position more conducive for continued thrusting. Their erotic juices pooled on the sheets beneath Lena, but the knot was still buried in the omega’s opening. Lena stretched into a pose on her front, and Kara stared at the omega’s labia and how they came together around the base of her cock. She gripped at one of Lena’s ass cheeks, changing the pale skin to red with her light squeezes.

“Good girl, Lena, you look so pretty spread around my knot. I’m going to come so hard inside you,” Kara promised, repeating phrases she read in one of the threads where omegas had called Supergirl Daddy. She wasn’t sure why it came to mind as she rubbed Lena’s ass, but she enjoyed the way her friend's entrance quivered in response.

This kind of talk would have led to instant mortification at other times, though being knotted together was the one factor that prevented Kara from losing her nerve. She tried to get into the right headspace as she focused on how other omegas saw her and not what she thought about herself.

“It makes me wet when you speak to me like that.” Lena must have sensed her hesitation to make another comment, since she slid back and leaned forward at a steeper angle. Her face touched the bed, and the curve of her ass was raised to present her knotted pussy.

“Am I a good girl for presenting my cunt to you even when it’s already so full?” Lena whispered and purposefully tightened around the width of the knot, contracting so hard that she pushed Kara’s cock deeper. “Why did you decide to call me that?”

Kara had already contemplated praising Lena during the night she first saw the omega’s nudes—but her mind strayed back to recent evenings when she scrolled through social media and clicked on a lot of links. Between the upheaval in the news, her employee’s developing story on Supergirl’s personal life, and having sex with Lena for the first time, she had started to become curious.

“I thought you might like hearing it from me,” Kara muttered, and her lips twitched with another more sordid explanation of her motivations.

She read more filth on the internet during the past week than she ever had in her life — all in the hopes of becoming more comfortable with expressing herself in bed. Her breathing softened as she blinked, looking down at Lena’s naked back and swollen mound that was burdened with her knot.

“I do. I feel sexier when you call me that, maybe because I’m weak for you. Your opinion has always mattered more than the opinions of most, and telling me I’m good during sex?” Lena moaned instead of finishing that sentence and penetrated herself on Kara’s shaft.

The sensational grip of Lena’s hot muscles beckoned Kara to thrust into her in spite of how narrow her passage had become. The move pushed Lena into the bed and her lipstick rubbed off against a pillow.

“I’ve always known you were a good girl, Lena, but to have you on your knees while in heat? Rao, I’ve never been prouder–”

To be your mate.

The words stuck in Kara’s throat as she remembered that Lena had said they weren’t mates, but that she wanted to carry Kara’s pup in her womb. The conflicting emotions of love and lust battled it out in Kara’s chest and she worked through her warring desires to have Lena any way she could.

Kara focused on the future as she took out her frustrations on Lena’s cunt, hoping that her dominance would translate to being the best mate for Lena’s omega. She used the wide circumference of her knot to expand Lena’s entrance, transfixed on the glossy red of her labia. Lena’s clit looked swollen and tender, and Kara caressed it with her thumb while Lena whined and shook.

The knot would no longer budge, and Lena’s orgasm rendered her soft and relaxed against the mattress.

They cuddled in bed and kissed, and after the knot slid loose, Kara bounced off to the kitchen to cut slices from a blueberry pie that she bought at a local farmer’s market. Lena wrapped herself up in a bulky blue robe of Kara’s and joined her on the couch for their late night snack. Kara squirted whipped cream on top of Lena’s piece and prepared to empty the bottle on her own plate. She hesitated as Lena chewed at her lip and fixed her with an intense stare.

“I was just thinking it might be easier to do this every night if we took the next step—”

Kara hesitated with a forkful of pie raised to her lips and stared owlishly at Lena as hope puffed out her chest. She let her plate clatter to the table, fork and all, and was about to pull Lena into her arms to confess her love when her phone shrilly rang out with her emergency ringtone.

Lena nodded for her to take it and Kara rushed across her living room to grab the device. “Hey, what’s wrong?” she blurted and put the phone on loudspeaker as Lena anxiously neared.

“Cat won’t stop blowing up my phone because you haven’t returned any of her calls!” Nia hissed down the line.

“Oh, um, well I was busy–” Kara stammered out, offering no explanation while Lena dragged her finger through the cream to lick it off.

“Kara, we need an exclusive quote from Supergirl about her relationship status or every news source is going to speculate that you’re sleeping with half the omegas in National City. Some alphas are already accusing you of breaking up their relationships. You do not want to look at social media right now,” Nia ranted, instilling a sense of panic in Kara that made her tongue work quicker than her mind.

“That’s insane! I’m not seeing anyone!” Kara shrieked, mindlessly switching on her TV to see a random omega talking to a reporter about her secret relationship with Supergirl.

“You’re not? Is that the official quote?” Nia questioned, her fingers striking keys in the background.

“Yes, I couldn’t be more single if I was still stuck in the Phantom Zone,” Kara stressed, her eyes meeting Lena’s at a delay. Her own words replayed in her mind and Kara cringed as she shook her head, “Wait, I–”

“No, that's great. Thanks Kara,” Nia stated, and hung up before Kara could explain how she was wrong.