So This is Love

Description: Valentine's Day continuation of So This is Christmas.

Part 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/so-this-is-60116532

Word count: 6,882

Every year at Valentine’s Day, Lena remembered the sting of her very first rejection, and the hideous card that she hand-crafted from card stock and little red and pink crepe paper sheets that she crumbled into amorphous flowers. She had even clipped up one of her mother’s vintage lace tablecloths in the pursuit of love, shaping it into a spiky and threatening-looking heart that at the time could have been an omen of things to come. After all of that meticulous hacking, Lena glued the lace heart into place above her special message:

Dear Colby,

6 ÷3 is 2 and that’s the number of me + you. Do you like me? Circle yes or no.

Love,

Lena

P.S. I like you.

Despite her clever overtures, Colby circled ‘no’ and underlined it in a harsh line of pencil. Everyone in her grade spent the remainder of that year teasing her about the embarrassing love poem that she wrote, and they still quoted it back to her more than two years later when all of her classmates actually learned division. None of them ever forgot how to divide six by three.

Lena convinced herself that Valentine’s Day would get better with age, but that delusion came to an end after several failed relationships and sexual flings.

It would take a lot to change her mind about the holiday, and even famed tech genius Kara Danvers couldn’t convince her to loosen up and celebrate.

“I don’t do Valentine’s Day,” Lena forewarned one night over FaceTime with a surly jut of her chin that made Kara laugh. “You don’t have to bribe me for sex with chocolate and flowers. That ship sailed the first night we met.”

In spite of her personal ban on the day of love, Lena planned to buy new lingerie for her upcoming trip to visit Kara. They hadn’t seen each other since parting ways after Lena’s winter break.

Lena had returned to her small apartment by campus to turn in her completed thesis, and with no distracting experiments to keep her occupied, she spent most of her days thinking about Kara and the two weeks they spent together.


Kara had little time to text or call during work, but they spoke every night, and Lena recognized that she was getting more than a little attached. Their relationship meant a lot more to her than she let on in any of their conversations, and her mother phoned her on a daily basis to give her unsolicited advice about locking Kara down.

The scariest part of the situation was that Lena began to worry that she wanted to lock Kara down. Kara hinted at making their relationship official during sex, but they never had a more in-depth conversation about it, and then there had been an incident one afternoon where Kara referred to her as a friend while on the phone. It confused her to be disappointed about that and at the same time anxious that Kara would eventually reject her.

Lena’s anxieties were exacerbated the following week when Kara extended an invitation to have a casual dinner with her family.

Lena would have declined, but it was harder when she could see Kara’s hopeful grin on her screen. She must have hesitated, because Kara raised her brows and blinked innocently into the camera.

“Would it help if I said it’s just a ruse to get you here so I can take you on a totally non-romantic weekend trip afterwards?” Kara asked, laying her charm on thick when Lena pretended like she might hang up.

“A trip that just so happens to coincide with Valentine’s Day?” Lena pressed, annoyed by how handsome Kara was when she grinned.

If her feelings hadn’t been genuine, she would have had no problem blowing it off, but the fact Kara wanted to introduce her to her parents was a serious step to affirming their relationship.

“It’ll be fun, I promise,” Kara intoned, her mirth remaining as she tipped her head to the side and murmured, “Okay, maybe not The Luthor’s Christmas level of fun, but I’ll make sure you have a great time.”

“If I live to regret this, you’re going to be very sorry,” Lena warned with a haughty raised brow. She angled her phone towards her chest and gave Kara a little reminder of what she was missing by pulling her tank top down.

“Gosh, have I missed those. Please tell me you’ll come?” Kara groaned, her lustful utterance bringing a smirk to Lena’s lips.

“I had better,” Lena huffed, if only to save face because a small kernel of excitement had been planted in her chest.

Before the day of her flight, Lena enlisted the help of her former sorority sister and frenemy, Veronica. They headed to a boutique in town that sold lingerie and pajamas sets and Lena bought all of the items Veronica heavily criticized.

“You look like such a slut in that. When you said the relationship wasn’t serious, I figured that meant you weren’t having intercourse with this one.” Veronica stuck her nose in the air with superiority and took out her compact to touch up her lipstick.

Out of everyone in Lena’s small circle of college friends, Veronica was the type of hypocrite to wear a purity ring and suck an alpha off at a party.

Lena wrangled her breasts into a push-up bra that was intentionally two sizes too small and paused to traumatize Veronica. “Oh, we’ve had sex. Lots of sex, and that’s probably what we’ll be doing for most of the weekend. Sometimes you can just have a good time with someone, and it doesn’t have to mean anything.”

“For a genius, you’re kind of a dumb bitch,” Veronica cattily assessed and popped the piece of gum she was chewing.


Veronica’s diss echoed in Lena’s mind later, when she wheeled her suitcase full of lingerie out of the airport terminal and ran into Kara with what looked like her entire extended family.

“I brought my reinforcements, just in case you packed a lot.” Kara waved at the line-up of family members and embraced Lena in front of them, bending down to her height.

Lena hadn’t worn heels, or put extra effort into her appearance, and she started to freak out the second a man who must have been Kara’s father rushed over to take her suitcase full of pretty thongs and bustiers.

He took Lena’s hand, giving it a gentle shake, and hoisted her bag over his shoulder. “Oh, I’m Jeremiah, Kara’s Dad.”

Kara grinned and pointed to each member of her family in turn. “This is my mom, Eliza, my sister Alex, sister-in-law Kelly, my little niece Esmé, and my cousin, Clark—”

Eliza blinked at the stunned expression on Lena’s face and reached out to clasp her hand. “We don’t normally assail Kara’s guests at the airport, but Choco just opened up a new cookie shop here, and we figured we’d all tag along before the big event.”

“The big event?” Lena echoed in alarm and eyed Kara’s benign smile.

“I just need to accept this award for work and then I’m yours for the rest day.” Kara shrugged it off with both arms and opened a large box of cookies like she wasn’t planning to elaborate.

“It’s the Innovators of Tomorrow award. It’s a pretty impressive accolade,” Jeremiah challenged, beating everyone else to the punch and blowing Kara’s humble efforts to be vague.

“Shut up, how could you not tell me about such a major accomplishment?” Lena softly shrieked and then realized she sounded more aggressive than intended in front a four-year-old.

Little Esmé grabbed one of the biggest crumbly cookies from the box that Kara was holding and ratted her aunt out with a smile on her face. “Auntie Kara’s friends told her that nerds don’t get girlfriends. My moms think they’re a bad influence, and that associating with them is stunting her growth, but I don’t think they mean physically, because Auntie Kara is ruh-eee-aally tall.”

“Hey, I buy you cookies and this is the thanks I get?” Kara complained and teased the kid by shutting the lid on the box.

“You could have told her yourself,” Esmé declared and took a big bite from her cookie.

Lena admired the kid’s smarts, and how both of the girl’s parents glowed with pride as they came over to collect her.

“At least your niece keeps it real with you,” Alex remarked and grabbed for napkins to take two choco-brownie cookies from the box. “It’s such a pleasure to meet you, Lena. Kara won’t shut up about you, so I feel like we know you already, but I’m looking forward to getting better acquainted.”

Being around Kara’s family gave Lena new insights into the alpha’s personality. She knew Kara as a laidback and fun-loving type, but her sense of humor really shined in the presence of everyone she loved. On the trip back to Kara’s place, Lena sat wedged between Alex and Eliza, and they took turns telling embarrassing stories and reminiscing about Kara’s disastrous dating history.

“Kara has the biggest heart, but she chooses the worst people.” Alex conjured up deep anxiety with just a few words and took a long sip of soda from a can. “They either just want to hook up, or they’re fake — not just their personalities — god, even their boobs are fake.”

Lena had no need to worry about the second thing, but she still felt strangely defensive of her tits all of the sudden because she fit into the first category of people that Alex described.

She hadn’t slept with Kara due to any genuine romantic interest at first. All she wanted was a casual, messy hook up that would crush her mother’s hopes and dreams, but she inadvertently ended up with the perfect alpha, who she now wanted to keep.

“It might not be the best idea to discuss Kara’s past relationships when we should be getting to know Lena,” Eliza cut in with a small smile and turned to put Lena on the spot. “Kara tells me you’re attending the prestigious NIT for your Masters and Ph.D. She says you have similar aspirations.”

“We do,” Lena confirmed with a sharp nod and a frantic need to prove she wasn’t like the other omegas Kara dated in the past. “I mean, we’re still getting to know more about one another, but we actually have some mutual interests, so that’s a positive, right?”

“Right.” Kara patted her on the knee to relieve her of some of the uncomfortable tension that worked its way through her limbs. “We have loads in common.”

“Like what?” Esmé asked from her car seat, pressing the issue as if she just sensed Lena’s anxiety over the topic. “What do you do together?”

“Friend things, all the things friends do.” Lena quivered from her absurd inability to lie adequately to a four-year-old. She had no experience dealing with children and it showed in her awkwardness as she exited the car.

“I want Lena to push me on the rope swing!” Esmé shouted and ran off to the spacious yard while Lena hesitated and gaped up at Kara’s three-story home.

It took half an hour of indulging Esmé’s whims before she made it inside. By then she didn’t have much time to look around, but there was very little to see. Kara apparently led a spartan existence with minimal pieces of décor and furniture.

The rest of Kara’s family had made themselves at home and Lena noticed that Kara wasn’t with them. She found the alpha pacing in the hallway, nervously shuffling cards in her hand that no doubt contained an acceptance speech.

“I hate going to these things. I love what I do, and I enjoy being around people, but the whole formality of standing on stage while everyone waits for you to say something? It reminds me of this time in fifth grade when my whole class laughed at me.”

The usual confidence Kara exuded seemed to be lacking and the scent of dread began to cloud around her.

Lena couldn’t help the way she rushed over to smooth Kara’s collar and take the notes from her hand. She placed a comforting hand on the alpha’s chest and toyed with the button on her shirt as she inquired, “How long do we have before we need to leave for the ceremony?”

“About an hour, which I know isn’t a lot of time,” Kara sighed, on the precipice of apologizing when Lena took her by the hand and guided her towards the stairs.

“Oh, it’s more than enough to help you relax. Which room is yours?” Lena mused, her seductive scent ensuring that Kara hung on her every word.

Kara steered them to the master suite, and before she even closed the door, Lena had taken her sweater off. The sight of her tits held up with fine lace immediately had Kara riveted, and Lena wasted no time in unbuckling the alpha’s belt.

“I see your award isn’t the only big secret you’ve been keeping from me,” Lena lilted in faux offense as she found Kara already erect.


Judging by the mauve color of her glans and the glistening arousal that left a wet patch on her boxers, Kara had been that way for a while.

“Hey, I told you every day how much I missed you, so this shouldn’t be a surprise,” Kara laughed, not the least bit bashful over the hard-on that Lena graciously curled her fingers around. She looked eager for Lena’s hand to stroke her shaft and angled her hips up at the first slow jerk.

“I get the feeling I wasn’t the only thing you missed,” Lena teased, giving Kara a light shove to make her sit in the chair next to the window. She let the alpha appreciate what was happening by shimmying out of her jeans and leaving her little thong on as she came over to straddle Kara’s lap.

She would have toyed with Kara longer if the alpha hadn’t hooked her thumb under her thong to pull it aside and press her tip into the wet folds of her cunt. Lena’s breath caught in her throat and her hands fell to Kara’s shoulders as the alpha bucked upward.

Kara aided her descent on her girthy shaft by anchoring Lena’s hips, and she whimpered at taking the entire length in one go. She undulated to ease the tension in her cunt and pushed her tits into Kara’s face before she started a gentle bounce.

Kara kissed her breasts, sucking and licking at her nipples until they were pert and swollen, and she slid her hands down Lena’s curves, gripping to rock her faster. “If this is your way of alleviating my nerves, I should tell you I get this way before I launch every new product.”

“Then I guess I’ll be going to a lot of reveal parties,” Lena intoned in amusement and worked her slick walls to massage Kara’s cock.

Every upward motion raised her ass and Lena could tell that Kara enjoyed the view of her spread lips all juicy with arousal and stretched to receive a faster rutting.

“All of them, even if I have to fly you out for a night,” Kara uttered, holding Lena up so she could watch her cock push into her cunt. The shift in speed bounced Lena roughly and Kara took full advantage to press her face into her breasts.

The lustful sound of her enjoyment mingled with Lena’s breathy exhales, and she shuddered at the sudden friction against her clit. Kara thumbed into the glossy crease with precision and Lena bore down on her cock with a ragged and loud moan.

Her thighs tensed in that predictable way that preceded orgasm and her lower back spasmed from her positioning. She resisted instant gratification in favor of a more spectacular release, but Kara probed over her clit again in determination. The gushy sound of her slick was intense in Kara’s bedroom with its lack of furnishings, and Lena rode with vigorous bounces just to hear it and watch Kara’s eyes lid from passion.

“If you start to feel nervous on stage, just look at my tits and remember that you came inside of me.”

That advice earned a deep groan from Kara, who raised her up and slammed into her turbulently. “Fuck. Going to fill you with so much seed.”


With the chair’s location by the bed, Kara re-positioned her to lean over the mattress and continued to sit in the chair, so that they each had leverage to give and take. Lena sank back on the sturdiness of Kara’s girth and pumped her pussy up and down the shaft.

“I can tell you saved it all,” Lena confided and sat on top of the thickest part of Kara’s cock, undulating to let it spread her inside. “You’ve been so busy we didn’t even have phone sex. You must have a lot to give me.”

Kara pushed her by the hips to lean over the bed and she hunched forward with a whimper. Her talk worked Kara up to the point that she felt the difference in the stiffness of her cock. Lena dropped her upper body onto the mattress and placed her arms in front of her. The wider base pressed into her entrance and forced her lips apart, and Kara satisfied all of her sexual wants by thrusting slower but harder and sliding the head of her cock up against Lena’s cervix.

“Maybe I should visit during your stressful weeks,” Lena husked in suggestion and hugged one of the feather pillows on the bed as her back arched in preparation for release. “Even if I’m asleep by the time you get home from work, you can slip inside me and wake me up to ride you.”

“You always have the best ideas,” Kara grunted and slid her hand over the curvature of Lena’s lower back, then upward to grasp at her shoulder. She held onto Lena firmly, pulling her into every rough lunge, and latched onto her throat to suck rather than bite.

The caress of Kara’s tongue and the friction of the sheets against her nipples evoked the breathiest of whines from Lena. She went against her omega by continuing to stall her release, even though her eyes were glassy and unfocused with pleasure. She buried her face into Kara’s pillow and exhaled high pitched, uncontrollable moans when every muscle in her body began to tremble.

“I know how close you are, Lena. You get so tight, I can feel every quiver inside you.” Kara used her momentum to glide as deep as possible. The perpetual pressure against Lena’s cervix was a testament to how badly Kara wanted her, and she never relented even as she began to pant.

All it took was Kara’s inability to hold off on growling to start the contractions in Lena’s cunt. The tight pulsations trapped Kara’s cock and Lena made sounds she was sure only happened in porn. It wasn’t intentional, but the jerking sensation of Kara’s cock emptying into her cunt was so hot that she forgot where she was for a minute.

Kara at least quieted her own guttural sounds by biting and kissing at Lena’s neck and shoulders. It was apparent that the alpha was caught up in her bliss, because she forgot the kinds of bruises she would be leaving behind. Lena shuddered from the force of her orgasm, whimpering continuously to keep Kara’s hips rolling until she truly had nothing left to give.

It was a fast and messy release for them both, and Lena almost regretted it when she remembered they didn’t have time to let a knot join them.

Kara slipped out just as it began to take hold, and Lena frantically slipped her thong over her cunt to keep some of the seed between her pussy lips.

“If my family wasn’t visiting, I’d say let’s skip the whole award ceremony and stay right here,” Kara rumbled, her grin lazy and her anxiety nowhere to be found. She sprawled out on the bed next to Lena and stroked the hair from her face to kiss her.

It was every bit as soft and intimate as the first time they kissed after sex, and Lena loved that. She parted her lips at Kara’s demand and nuzzled into the alpha’s jaw as they broke for air.

“So, a couple of things,” Lena began, suddenly bashful and nervous herself, in spite of how wonderful she felt to be half naked in Kara’s arms. “I had no expectations that we’d be going anywhere public, and I packed my luggage full of lingerie without bothering to throw in much else.”

Kara laughed as though Lena was joking, then she registered the contrite expression on the Lena’s face, and her eyes widened.

“You didn’t bring anything else?” Kara sputtered, her softening cock instantly stiffening at the implications of how Lena planned to spend their weekend.

Clearly Kara wasn’t upset, but it did mean they would have to find her something to wear. Lena smirked at the alpha’s blown pupils and trailed her fingers over the solid ridge of her cock. “I don’t think they would let me attend in only stockings and a corset, but feel free to think of me wearing them while you accept your award.”

“It’s a relief that I’m going to be standing in front of a podium, because I will definitely be thinking about that.” Kara stroked her fingers through Lena’s disheveled hair again before getting up and reaching for her pants.

Lena smirked at the lingering bulge that Kara zipped away and turned over to gather up her sweater and jeans. She spotted Kara on her phone and couldn’t handle the strange, dejected feelings that crept up on her.

“I just texted my personal shopper and she’s going to text me over a few options.” Kara gestured to the images of dresses that came through and swiped through them with a crinkle between her brows. “Do you like the blue one? I’m wearing a blue tie, so we could coordinate.”

Lena shook herself out of the brief emotional spiral and glanced at the designer gowns. “Kara, it’s beautiful, but I couldn’t accept—”

“Blue it is,” Kara decided and responded to the text with Blue, please! and a giant smiley emoji.

Lena didn’t comment about how it was such a couple thing to wear matching attire to events, but that was in her head for the rest of the morning, and she couldn’t help but think that they looked good together in a suit and dress.

Kara’s biceps seemed ready to rip through her black suit jacket, and she tied her hair up into a tight ponytail for the occasion.

Lena slipped into the floor length gown and Kara did up the zipper for her, touching along her back and lifting her dark locks out of the way. It felt romantic and Lena twirled once in front of the mirror after fixing the elegant sweetheart neckline and stepping into heels that Kara’s personal shopper picked out.

After Kara’s family took loads of pictures, a special car came to collect them, and once at the venue, two ushers led Lena to a front row seat that was reserved for the wives of the people who were receiving awards.

It put Lena on edge to be sitting among claimed omegas that all looked at her with intrigue. She kept her attention on the stage to avoid swapping pleasantries and smiled up at Kara when she stepped toward a podium with her little note cards in hand. Kara’s nervous shuffling happened only once, and she greeted the audience before her gaze landed on Lena.

It might have been all in her head, but Lena could have sworn she felt Kara’s eyes undressing her every time the alpha glanced her way. It kept Lena in a peculiar state of arousal, with her skin prickling in anticipation and her nipples pebbling to entice Kara to look.

Overall, it was an exciting experience that she otherwise would have found dull if it had been for anyone else. She was proud of Kara and her accomplishments, and while she didn’t really care for the other speeches, Lena was content to sit primly, in no small part because she could tell where Kara’s mind went every time her lustful stare landed on her lap.

Nobody else at the event would have guessed that the omega in the blue designer dress sat with her thong splashed in seed, but Kara knew, and she looked ready to give Lena more by the time the event ended.

Lena had already mentally mapped out the nearest bathrooms and the least likely to be used. She was ready to drag Kara off with the ambition of ruining her lipstick by sucking on her cock, but then she caught a familiar face in the crowd.

“Mom?” Lena mouthed in abject horror, her voice lost to the chattering of the crowd that were all out of their seats and mingling.


Lena’s jaw must have unhinged because it stayed open as she swung around to find her father already on his way to congratulate Kara and her family.

“What fresh hell is this?” Lena demanded the second she was in earshot of Lillian.


She stopped just shy of barrelling into her mother and glared at the owlish, innocent blinking she received in return.

“Oh, don’t look so surprised, I heard all about it from Lex. He couldn’t make it, but of course we wanted to be here to show Kara our support,” Lillian explained with a curious squint to Lena’s new attire. She looked ready to comment when Lena choked on her own saliva.

“Did everyone know this was happening, except for me?” In hindsight, saying that shrilly in a massive gathering was bound to draw looks. Lena wanted the ground to swallow her whole when Alex peered at her from across the room, though she settled for hiding behind her mother when it didn’t happen.

“Kara didn’t tell you?” Lillian’s aghast tone would have been enough warning of the drama to come, but she doubled down and linked her arm through Lena’s so her daughter couldn’t escape.

“What happened between the two of you? Is she losing interest? Are you still eating bacon?” Lillian accused, like the reason Kara failed to mention the awards’ ceremony came down to her breakfast choices and not the fact that her alpha was terribly humble.

“Oh, for god’s sake, we’re fine,” Lena huffed, irritated by the shrewd way her mother’s face seemed to sharpen in judgment. “Kara’s taking me away for the weekend after we have dinner with her family.”

That sort of news ought to have pleased any mother that was rational and supportive, except Lillian’s intensity only heightened and she whispered fiercely like a drill sergeant issuing commands, “Look at me Lena, you cannot afford to mess this up. Be on your best behavior. Charm Kara’s family with your accolades, and remember to chew with your mouth closed–”

“This isn’t a play date. I know how to act around adults. I am one,” Lena stressed, inadvertently allowing her mother’s pressure to push her closer to the panic attack she had been staving off all day.

Alex’s opinion of Kara’s exes had stuck with her and she was terrified that Kara’s family were already forming negative opinions of her.

“At least tell me you’ve bought her a gift for Valentine’s Day?” Lillian uttered, intimately aware of Lena’s disastrous track record and her penchant for shutting down anything remotely romantic. “You don’t show up empty-handed when an alpha plans to whisk you off your feet. Just ask your father. Whenever he spoils me, I like to return the favor by giving him–”

“There’s not enough therapy in the world that will undo the trauma of you finishing that sentence.” Lena deadpanned, mortified by the flirtatious smile on her mother’s lips as she sought out Lionel. “If you must know, I do have a gift for Kara and I already know she’s going to love it.”

It took Lena another five minutes to extract herself out of Lillian’s armlock and then ten more to beg her father to take her mother home so that Lena could finally have dinner with Kara’s family. She almost succeeded in shoving them out the door, but then Kara appeared and graciously invited Lena’s parents along to celebrate.

An hour later, Lena sat between her own parents and Kara's and tried not to hyperventilate before the Kosher appetizers came out. She survived the stage of back and forth questioning that took place whenever new people were getting acquainted with one another and clenched in preparation for the uncomfortable conversations her mother would no doubt initiate.

As soon as her mother finished off the olive on her martini and took a sip, she started in by mentioning one of the topics Lena hoped wouldn’t come up.

“You know, it’s so nice that Lena is spending Valentine’s Day with you this year. Lena used to think she was cursed because she’s never had a single Valentine. It all started in the first grade when she made the ugliest card for one of her little classmates.”

“It wasn’t that bad,” Lionel interrupted and plied his wife with bread to soak up the alcohol she was consuming. “What was the boy’s name? Colin—”

“Colby,” Lillian reminded him through a sigh, like she knew he was responsible for Lena’s shaken confidence. “She wrote a simple mathematical poem that I think went right over his dense little head.”

“You did?” Kara asked, her face lighting up like she found it particularly endearing, in spite of the way Lena was trying to slide under the table to crawl off and die.

“That’s very sweet. Kara used to try and woo the omegas in her class by building them something.” Eliza murmured kindly and reached for Lena’s hand to squeeze in reassurance.

“Most of my creations fell apart or malfunctioned. I accidentally set fire to one of the desks once,” Kara disclosed, every bit as mortified as Lena had been, yet so willing to share her failures so that the spotlight wasn’t on Lena any longer.

“I still have pictures,” Alex intoned and proceeded to find them on her phone like she deliberately kept digital copies just for an opportune moment like this to embarrass her sister.

While everyone at the table laughed, Lena only smiled, soft and heartfelt as she commiserated with Kara’s long standing misery.

“But all of that changed when you left school and went off to college, right?” Lena’s question seemed rhetorical.

After all, who would turn down the toned and confident alpha that Kara had become? It shocked her when Kara laughed so hard she snorted.

“So, I once bought a girl flowers to ask her out without knowing she was allergic to them. Like super allergic. Her face swelled up like a pink marshmallow and she refused to talk to me again after that.” Kara’s story had everyone wheezing because of the way she puffed out her own cheeks to mimic the poor omega who had been rushed to the on-campus clinic.

Lena didn’t quite realize how enamored she appeared until she noticed the suspiciously knowing glances her parents were sharing with Kara’s parents. Beneath the table, her foot found the alpha’s, and they ate the rest of their meal with their ankles locked together. It was bizarrely romantic, in spite of having so many family members surrounding them.

Kara fortunately put a swift end to their dinner before the dessert menu arrived, stating that they would have to leave due to the reservations she made across town. They said their goodbyes with promises to do this again, even though Lena could think of nothing worse than being on a date with her parents by her side.

“Don’t worry, the next time we do this, I promise I won’t bend you over my bed first,” Kara whispered into her ear as she helped Lena into the private car that was waiting outside.

“As long as you do it afterwards,” Lena smirked, her warm palm coming to rest on Kara’s upper thigh. She behaved herself for most of the ride, cupping Kara’s cock with minimal stroking, regardless of how indignantly it throbbed for attention.

Kara hadn’t been fabricating the reservations, something Lena realized when they pulled up outside a five-star hotel. The driver popped the trunk open and Kara chivalrously lifted Lena’s suitcase out before offering her arm to escort her inside the building.

“I thought this wasn’t going to be a romantic getaway?” Lena needled with a haughty raised brow that was all for show.

“Technically we haven’t gone anywhere yet, and Valentine’s Day is tomorrow, sooo…” Kara held her hands up as she shrugged, mischievous and unapologetic in her tactics to make sure this was special for the both of them. She got her card key from the front desk and Lena all but assaulted her with a kiss when the elevator closed behind them.

They made out like they weren’t aware of the poor security guard that would be watching the footage, and Kara no sooner stepped into the hotel room before she noticed the unchilled bottle of champagne on the table.

“Rats, I’ll be right back. You stay and get comfortable,” Kara instructed, and took off with the empty ice bucket, like this might be the thing to unravel all of her planning.

With no time to spare, Lena shimmied out of her beautiful dress to rummage through her suitcase, and kept one eye on the door as she selected the perfect garment.

Lena dressed in blush pink lingerie with garters and little lacy detail hearts. Out of all the options, it was the most revealing and sheer, and the one set that she debated putting back on the rack. Had Veronica hated it less, Lena never would have gone with the color or style, even if it complemented the natural rouge on her cheeks. She pulled the cups into place over her breasts and untwisted one of the straps against her thigh.

The lightest material covered her cunt and still the presence of the soft layer caused the tiniest palpitations in her clit. She needed Kara's fingers to replace it and circle around the tender swell. While lounging in bed and waiting for Kara to return, Lena touched her tits and cunt, getting her nipples to peak against the lace and her entrance to begin quivering.

Kara came into the hotel room roughly five minutes after Lena tucked her hand under the waistband of her panties to trace little whorls over her sensitive clitoris.

“Happy early Valentine's Day,” Lena breathed and stood up to meet Kara at the end of the bed. “In lieu of a card, I hope you'll accept this.”

Kara clutched a bucket of ice and a bouquet of long stem roses, which she placed neatly aside on a table before sliding her arms around Lena. “I'm a firm believer that there's more than one way to say I love you.”

Lena blushed, since those were words they had yet to exchange, but she put all of her own feelings into a kiss. She slipped the knot loose on Kara’s tie and pushed the suit jacket from her shoulders. In a matter of a few zips and pulls, she freed Kara from all of her clothes and placed a few more warm kisses on the head of Kara’s cock. She followed the thick rim with her tongue, looping around it before puckering her lips.

“I was going to take you aside right after the award ceremony to do this,” Lena admitted and observed the deepening color of Kara’s tip and how the caress of her mouth affected it. “I planned to mess up my lipstick and keep going until you couldn't walk straight.”

“I don't know if you noticed, but I already wasn't walking straight.” Kara moaned from the soft pull of her lips that became stronger and hungrier.

Lena pleasured the head of Kara’s cock with her fervent sucking and swallowed her mate’s natural taste. She slurped louder the longer it went on, and the more she salivated. Kara removed her breasts from the cups of her lingerie and held them underneath while she gulped. Her cheeks hollowed to restrict Kara’s slow and responsive thrusts and she sped up, pushing her lips farther down the shaft.

“You feel so close to finishing in my mouth,” Lena groaned and kept up the fast plunges that lodged Kara in her throat.

She could feel the twitches going through the lower part of Kara’s erection, and then they became sublime throbs that filled her mouth. Lena would have remained like that with her lips locked around Kara’s cock, but the alpha’s groan no sooner tapered off than she peeled aside Lena’s thong and kissed the soaked little gusset underneath.

Kara licked along it and stared into Lena’s eyes, breaking that contact just to push into her entrance. The tip of Kara’s tongue gathered her lucid silk with its deeper sliding and Lena gasped from the warmth of lips on her cunt.

“Kara, oh god, oh fuck.” Lena whimpered with the self-awareness to know that this time was different, that her emotions were fully engaged.

Her ragged breathing was as much from that clarity as Kara’s incredible skill. Kara thrust into her and lapped at her inner lips in between plying her clit with the perfect suctioning. Lena spread her thighs and succumbed, undulating for the glorious kisses. As her legs shook, so did her voice with exhaled words she hadn’t been planning:

“So this is love.”

That vulnerable and unguarded expression of feelings could have been disastrous, but it seemed to encourage Kara more than any line of dirty talk. Kara continued flicking her tongue over Lena’s clit, and she rocked in a delirium of release that made her limbs heavy and light at the same time. She strangled her own moan with gasps and moved back against the bed as Kara shifted on top of her.

“Was that good?” Kara asked, her eyes conveying more questions that Lena attempted to answer with a messy kiss and open legs.

Their tongues tangled and Lena sampled the flavor of herself from Kara’s mouth. She pushed her fingers into Kara's hair, keeping her close as she directed the head of the alpha’s cock into her pussy.


The slow submersion brought a pleasant tension to Lena’s core and she exhaled her moans into Kara’s lips. Their earlier tryst left her tender and supple inside, and Kara’s length seemed even bigger because of it. She raised her knees up, using her heels to dig into the bed and grant the best angle for Kara to penetrate deeper.

Their need for friction kept their bodies pressed together, and Lena whimpered at the firm way Kara fondled her breasts. Every touch they bestowed on one another seemed loaded with emotions and it startled Lena to note how much better it felt when they were connected this way.

“You look so beautiful when you’re blushing beneath me. It might be my favorite sight in all the world,” Kara whispered, gliding the tip of her nose along the erratic pulse in Lena’s throat. She huffed at the scents there, kissing reverently at the pristine skin that would one day hold a claim.

Lena could tell Kara wanted it to be her imprint to mark her skin and she shuddered at the sweet attention. If her omega got its way, she would be claimed by morning, and Lena was struggling to see a downside to that when Kara was making her feel so good.

They moved together with a natural building rhythm that began to reach a crescendo when Kara’s hips slammed harder. The rougher glide rubbed Kara’s pelvis into Lena’s clit and she groaned at the sensation, canting her head back for Kara to bite gently at her neck as her cock began to swell.

“Come inside me, Kara, fill my cunt with your knot and keep it there all night,” Lena begged, the cadence of her moans beckoning Kara to rut into her with abandon, and then bliss struck them both. It was hard to tell which of them climaxed first, all that mattered was that Lena’s arms were around Kara’s broad shoulders and the alpha’s cock was releasing ropes of warm seed into her cunt.

Kara held her all through her orgasm and rolled onto her back so that Lena could flop across her in exhaustion and feel safe snuggled in those muscular arms.

“I propose we spend every holiday like this. No matter what we do, we end it in bed with your knot between my legs,” Lena murmured, too sated to be guarded as she gazed adoringly down at Kara and laced their fingers together.

Kara laughed, her grin stretching wider as she pressed a kiss to Lena’s knuckle. “You got it, but Easter might get weird.”