Lunar or Later - Chapter 6

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Lena’s heat ended around the same time that their work retreat did — and by then, she realized that she would need a solid plan for breaking it off with Kara. She came up with a solution by pure chance when they tumbled into her apartment on the night they got home. Her pants were already down around her ankles while Kara rambled in excitement about how well their relationship was progressing.

Kara kept asking her a bunch of questions while Lena’s mind drifted to the barely concealed bulge in the alpha’s pants.

The resounding yes she had moaned bit her in the ass when Kara thanked her profusely and pinned her down by the shoulder with enough possessive strength to make Lena quake in ecstasy.

Half an hour and two more orgasms later, Lena discovered that she had accidentally agreed to some formal meeting that Kara wanted to set up to announce that they were official.

There was no way that was ever going to happen. Lena couldn’t tell Kara outright that she would rather skydive from the top of her building without a parachute than inform the world that they had been fucking, so she proposed the next best thing. Meeting her mother.

Kara agreed with so much enthusiasm that Lena almost felt sorry for the poor fool. Lillian Luthor had never met an alpha she deemed worthy enough for Lena, and most shriveled under her scrutiny before fleeing from Lena’s life entirely. Kara would give up on their courtship after spending a single night in Lillian’s presence.

The plan was perfect because it took the weight of the break-up off of Lena’s shoulders, and she could reasonably ask for casual sex again whenever the need arose without seeming like too much of a bitch.

Enacting the scheme just required Lena to send an email to her mother, and within a few hours, the end of their relationship was being scheduled in Kara’s phone with the alpha none the wiser.

Now that her hormones had settled down, Lena was more self-possessed and her mental clarity brought new insight to the lengths she believed she would go to in order to cut ties with Kara amicably.

She continued having sex with Kara for the next several days just to keep the alpha in the dark about her plotting, and dragged her into the city the morning before their dinner with her mother.

In order to play the part as the unsuspecting girlfriend, Lena wanted to dress Kara in a manner more befitting for meeting her mother.

Lillian had booked reservations for Sunday at one of the pricier restaurants across town. Lena was well acquainted with the place, since it was Lillian’s favorite spot to dine. Though she could let Kara walk in wearing one of her off brand shirts, it would be too easy and her mother would see it as some petty rebellion on Lena’s part and leave her to her misery.

If she truly wanted her mother’s disapproval, it would have to be earned. Lena needed to seem genuinely interested in Kara so that the alpha’s first introduction would be her last.

“Not the pin striped one. Pick solid colors. Try navy.” Lena instructed with a frosty tone that kept the staff at arm’s length while she pulled shirts and suits off the racks for Kara. They cost more than they made in a month, but Lena reassured herself that she wasn’t buying Kara clothes, she was merely investing in the end of their relationship.

All was going well until she shoved Kara into the changing room and the alpha reappeared a few minutes later looking like a jacked-up James Bond in a suit that looked perfectly tailored to her tall, strong physique.

Lena fell uncharacteristically silent and her skin warmed to such a degree that she worried she might still be in heat. That wasn’t possible, but the way she could see the visible outline of Kara’s cock in those pants without it being erect sure made her feel like her temperature was rising.

“What do you think?” Kara asked after her posing elicited no response from Lena. It prompted the alpha to square her shoulders and then flex, as if that was standard practice for testing new clothes.

Christ, with biceps like Kara’s, it might be.

“You don’t like it?” Kara asked when Lena continued to stare, her apparent tension misconstrued as indifference rather than an attack of her libido. “I’ll take it off and try something else.”

Kara might have gotten the chance if Lena hadn’t flown at her like she was sex-starved. Lena was half way on her knees with her cheek pressed against the soft material covering Kara’s cock when the alpha finally closed the curtain.

Her amorous scent perfumed the air as she nuzzled into the hardening length and whispered, “We’re buying them all, but you’re wearing this out of here.”

She parted her lips so that every excited puff of breath washed over Kara’s growing bulge as she casually fantasized about setting Kara’s wardrobe on fire so that the alpha would have to wear suits for the rest of her time on Earth. Lena must have looked so desperate on her knees, and she moaned impatiently when Kara chuckled.

The fact that they were basically in public didn’t appear to deter Kara, and the alpha watched Lena lick her lips in expectation when her fingers went to the zipper.

“You really enjoy our new courtship,” Kara murmured, enchanted with the way Lena took over to free her semi-erect cock from the dark navy pants.

“So do you,” Lena accused, like it was offensive to acknowledge how much she wanted to have the taste of Kara in her mouth.

She had been very needy during the work retreat, demanding that Kara fill her in some way every few hours, to the point that they almost got caught fucking in the bushes while the rest of their teams waited for them to arrive. Thankfully her red face and Kara’s permanent joviality worked in their favor, because everyone assumed that Lena had been arguing with the alpha.

“Yes,” Kara agreed honestly, combing her fingers through Lena’s hair to guide her mouth onto her cock without any reservations.

The added pressure of Kara’s hand forcing her forward thrilled Lena’s omega and she puckered her lips around the wide head to lavish it with her hot tongue. Lena wanted to despise how easily she ruined her panties with slick – and how her cunt reacted with flutters inside as she sucked and popped her lips over the thick brim of Kara’s cock, like her body was conditioned to love everything they did together.

Maybe Kara’s alien biology had affected her own, and even out of heat, Lena’s body craved sex with the Kryptonian. It sounded plausible, and was a far better excuse than her assumption that she had suddenly become a nymphomaniac. She made a mental note to run some tests on herself once their relationship was over, and quieted the thoughts in her head by taking all of Kara into her throat.

Kara’s heavy exhales coincided with the way her hand tightened in Lena’s hair, and Lena bobbed her head faster, taking pleasure in every gravelly moan she caused. The slick sound of her mouth was lewd in the quiet changing room and if someone walked in, they would know that she was servicing the alpha. The thought of being overheard turned Lena on, which was a direct contradiction to how much she didn’t want to make their relationship official.

Lena opened her mouth to tease her tongue along the underside of Kara’s cock, lapping at the thick veins that pulsed strongly from her attention.  


“You like knowing you can use my mouth any time you want it, don’t you, Kara?” Lena lilted, her innocent tone beguiling to the alpha, who groaned at the sight of her pouty lips, shimmering with the glossy sheen of saliva and Kara’s desire.

“You love that I can’t go a day without sucking on your cock.” Lena’s dirty talk sounded an awful lot like truth, and she silenced herself by swirling her tongue around the tip of Kara’s erection. She flicked and sucked in tandem as she gave the little groove extra attention and listened to Kara’s labored breaths.

Kara was particularly sensitive there, and Lena was intentionally sloppy as she slurped and pulled more of the alpha between her lips.

Lena hollowed her cheeks when Kara saw fit to rock her hips, and she moaned when the alpha took what she needed. She convinced herself the only reason she held eye contact was to see how much she had Kara wrapped around her finger. It definitely wasn’t because the alpha was gazing down at her like she was special.

Kara kept her grip in Lena’s hair and cupped her cheek tenderly, and Lena forced more and more of the alpha into her mouth and down her throat with begging whines that finally paid off.

Kara’s euphoric groan signaled her release and Lena whimpered as her mouth was filled with thick surges of seed. She swallowed it down greedily, licking the remains from Kara’s cock before the alpha pulled her onto her feet for a kiss.

Lena refused to think about how light and happy she felt upon leaving the changing room, and she picked out several belts and ties to accompany the suits she purchased Kara while the alpha composed herself.

She managed to keep her hands to herself for the next few hours.

The trouble only began when they were back at Lena’s apartment. Lillian had altered the reservation so it was two hours earlier, which moved the dinner from seven o’clock to five. Doris had managed to climb onto several outfits Lena had left out in her indecision of what to wear and ruined them with her tiny sharp claws, and Kara was distractingly hot in her suit.

If that wasn’t bad enough, letting Kara meet her mother inspired real anxiety within Lena, even though this was her own idea in the first place.

By four o’clock, Lena finally picked a dress that looked equally sexy and unattainable, which provided the right amount of cleavage. She knew her appearance would attract the eyes of plenty of alphas.

It would work in her favor whenever she broke it off with Kara, because she would at least have the perfect excuse that other people were interested in her, and that she owed it to herself to be open minded about relationships instead of engaging in such a strict courtship. If her mother hated Kara as much as she hoped, then Lena could also use the Kryptonian courtship rules as the reason for the break-up and pretend like she cared about her mother’s opinion.

Lena wasn’t surprised when they arrived at the table to find Lillian already waiting, but she was shocked to see an identical look of lust on her mother’s face when she stood up to greet Kara.

“Well aren’t you good looking,” Lillian remarked, not as a question, but a statement of fact as she gestured up and down at Kara’s suit. “Impeccable taste, but that’s obvious, since you’re seeing my daughter.”

Lena choked on a laugh when Lillian praised them, her eyebrows knitting together as she tried to recall if that had ever happened before.

Lillian stared at Kara for significantly longer than was polite, almost like she had never seen an alpha before, and much to Lena’s horror, Kara pulled her mother into an embrace.

“Mother, this is Kara Danvers,” Lena aggressively explained and elbowed Kara, so the idiot would release her hold before she crushed her mother to death.

“It’s so nice to meet you, Mrs. Luthor,” Kara cheerfully sang out, letting Lillian go only to catch her hand and press a kiss to her knuckles.

To her mortification, Lillian practically swooned on the spot, and Lena was appalled to detect the faint scent of interest wafting from her mother.

“I’m incredibly fond of your daughter,” Kara intoned like she had rehearsed the line in her head several times.

“Fond?” Lillian tittered, as if Kara’s word choice meant that Lena hadn’t adequately sunk her claws in yet. She smirked over at Lena like she was somehow at fault and patted her on the arm in sympathy. “My daughter rarely lets me meet any of her suitors, so she must be serious if she’s introducing us.”

“Oh, we’re very serious,” Kara eagerly stated, and helped them both into their seats before she sat down beside Lena and took hold of her hand.

“Really?” Lillian asked with enough sincerity to make Lena suspicious. “So how soon can I expect grandchildren?”

“Mother,” Lena hissed, recoiling at the thought of children.

“Oh please, if I waited for you to bring up the topic of pups, I’d be dead first,” Lillian muttered, her attention fixed on Kara and how the alpha was subtly fussing with her suit jacket.

“You should take that off,” Lillian encouraged and moved forward to slip the suit jacket from Kara’s broad shoulders.

It wasn’t lost on Lena how her mother took the liberty to smooth her hands down Kara’s arms, and Lena bristled indignantly beside Kara.

“That’s enough, mother,” Lena warned as they both blatantly checked Kara out and her pheromones declared her jealousy over anyone showing the alpha even the most cursory attention.

The omega who brought around the hot towelettes for their hands was distracted by Kara’s handsomeness and Lena glowered at her hatefully.  


God, all she had wanted was for Lillian to make the dinner uncomfortable for Kara, and here Lena was vying for the alpha’s attention like she was genuinely her mate.

Kara observed as the their server picked up one of the towelettes in her tongs and placed it in front of her, then poured warm water over it. Lena had no idea why there was a confused smile on Kara’s face, though she assumed it had to do with the omega’s sexually excited reek.

It wasn’t until Kara lifted the towelette and popped it into her mouth that Lena realized the Kryptonian had no idea what to do with it.

“God, stop that, spit that out,” Lena commanded and smacked Kara on the back to get her to eject it before she gulped it down.

It was too late, though, and Kara swallowed the mouthful before noticing that Lillian was busy wiping her hands down with her own.

“Oh!” Kara laughed, oblivious to the way Lena glared at her for making such a faux pas. “I wondered why it didn’t taste of anything.”

Lena got flashbacks of Kara discussing her bland cupcakes and cringed while her mother tutted in disapproval. She smirked slightly, expecting some harsh criticism to befall Kara, but Lillian directed it towards her instead.

“Well, I can see you’ve never taken Kara out for a fine dining experience before. It’s your responsibility as her mate to show Kara what Earth truly has to offer.” Lillian gestured to the waiter to take their orders for appetizers and drinks as if to show Lena how it was done, then made most of the selections herself after questioning Kara about her likes and dislikes. “Do you prefer sweet or dry in a wine?”

“Sweet?” Kara responded with uncertainty, and Lillian nodded and spoke to the waiter about the bottle she wanted with dinner.

“You’re going to have to tell me all about yourself, Kara, because I’m afraid my daughter has been very secretive,” Lillian chided as she mimed that Lena should sit up straighter in her chair. “All I know is that you met at work and you’re Kryptonian.”

Lena slouched some more just to be contrary as Kara cheerfully confirmed, “Yes, I’m from a place called Argo City. It’s just filled with glass skyscrapers. Argo is considered a haven on a planet with deserts and many jungles, some of which even move around. I would love to show you both one day.”

“You would?” Lillian asked, clearly enthralled by the revelation that the invite wasn’t just for her daughter.

“You would?” Lena snapped in irritation, the notion of hurtling through space to a distant planet not nearly as unsettling as having her mother accompany her on the trip.

“How charming,” Lillian sighed, her smile somewhat coy as she kept her eyes on Kara and lifted her glass of wine. “What do you think of Earth now that you’ve lived here a while? As I understand it, Kryptonians are one of the few species that have the same social dynamics as humans. We fit rather well together, do we not?”

Kara looked ready to babble about all the ways she certainly fit well with Lena, and if that wasn’t bad enough, Lillian’s smile was definitely flirtatious.

Lena had to put an end to it before either of them got started. “I don’t think discussing sex with my—” She couldn’t look at Kara as her throat constricted around the word girlfriend and waved her hand in the alpha’s direction to compensate. “—My Kryptonian—is an appropriate dinner conversation.”

The icy tone she used ought to have chilled her mother’s disgustingly apparent libido, but Lillian Luthor paid her daughter no mind as she opened a napkin to place it on her lap with the kind of flourish that kept Kara’s interest. “As a scientist, Lena, you of all people should appreciate the wonders of meeting an alpha from across the galaxy. Especially one with such muscular attributes.”

Lena would have gagged if the waitress hadn’t returned with their appetizers, and when she cheerfully asked if they wanted anything else, Lena deadpanned. “Cyanide.”

Kara’s perplexed expression forced Lena to announce that she was joking, and she took the alpha’s hand to squeeze in reassurance before remembering that this dinner was supposed to be the end of their relationship.

She dropped Kara’s fingers like they burned her palm and gulped at her wine to try and calm the panic that fluttered in her stomach.

“Is it true that nothing on Earth can harm you?” Lillian asked with fascination and lifted the plate of appetizers away from Lena’s grasping hand to offer them to Kara.

“Tell me you haven’t been getting your facts about aliens on the internet again,” Lena mocked, her smirk faltering when Kara exhaled a laugh and began to nod.

“I’m not susceptible to any of Earth’s diseases or infections, and it would take a lot to really hurt me, though Lena’s come close with the nanobee,” Kara enthusiastically stated and opened her napkin up to mimic Lillian by spreading it across her lap.

The look of approval on her mother’s face brought a smile to Kara’s and Lena sighed as her plans backfired.

“You never told me that,” Lena griped with a petulant jut of her chin.

“Well, darling you’re her omega, you should be educating yourself on these things without prompting from Kara.” Lillian’s disappointment was evident in her tone and Lena clenched her teeth in response, nostrils flaring as she bit her tongue for once.

Lena practiced grinding her teeth in silence throughout the first half of the meal. She zoned out during Kara’s recap of recent events at work and freed up her thoughts to dwell on simpler things, like the flex of Kara’s muscles when she leaned forward to gesture at Lillian, or the cute smiles on her face whenever she ate one of the appetizers. It provided such a good distraction that Lena missed it when her mother asked about Kara’s interest in having pups.

Kara puffed up at the question, her eyes sliding towards Lena with a laugh as she proudly announced. “We still have a lot of steps left in our courtship, but at the current rate, it won’t even be on the table for about—oh, 355 more days.”

While they had never discussed the subject themselves, Lena gathered that Kara’s estimate was based on the bizarre little challenge she had posed at the height of her heat. It shouldn’t have mattered that Kara was keeping score, yet her omega reacted to the countdown and released agreeable pheromones to keep Kara’s eyes where they belonged, only on her.

Despite her scent, Lena embraced her standard excuse when it came to the question of children. “That’s way too soon to even consider it, and besides, I’m focused on my career.” She chewed on a piece of steak in an effort to appear calm and collected.

Everyone knew her professional life took priority over the notion of having a traditional family life with any alpha. So what if her cunt was suddenly slick at the thought of Kara making plans for them down the line? The idea of Kara rutting inside her without a condom filled Lena’s mind, and her face turned a guilty shade of pink when the alpha caught her eyes.

“Most omegas your age have two or three pups running around,” Lillian commented, though her attention was on Kara as if to prompt the alpha into siding with her opinion. “Surely you want to have them while you’re young enough to run around after them? The clock is ticking, after all.”

Lena’s affronted scent wafted through the restaurant and startled several other tables to the point that the waitress hurried over.

“Is something wrong?” The omega uttered, her concern fleeting as she glanced at Kara and sweetened the air with her natural perfume.

“No, unfortunately this is just my mother’s default setting,” Lena snapped, aware of the scene she was creating, yet vindictively leaning into it to make it worse. “Any minute now she’s going to tell me I should hurry up and secure a mate before life passes me by, just because she wants grandchildren.”

Lillian shooed the waitress off with a flick of her wrist and pressed her lips into a thin, reproachful line.

“I do worry that you’re letting your life pass you by,” Lillian insisted with sharp glance to Kara, who looked curious about the conversation taking place. “And you already have a mate, who for some reason seems very taken with you, despite your rudeness.”

“I enjoy when Lena speaks her mind,” Kara uttered before Lena could rage a little louder. “She always has something to share and I have learned so much from her in the short time we’ve courted.”

The sincerity in Kara’s words halted the tension at the table and she took Lena’s hand out of sight to hold onto it affectionately. “I know she’ll make an excellent mother, because she’s very good at taking care of Doris.”

“Who is Doris?” Lillian asked, side-eyeing Lena like she assumed it was a person and not the very adorable kitten that was probably asleep in her cat bed in Lena’s apartment.

“Our cat,” Lena announced smugly, her smile wide as she lifted her chin with all the arrogance of someone who had forgotten that she wasn’t supposed to be reinforcing how solid their relationship was by bringing up pets. “We adopted her a few weeks ago, didn’t we, Kara?”

“I have pictures,” Kara gushed, and fished her cell phone out of her pocket to proudly show off the little grey kitten.

That appeased Lillian, because at least they were co-parenting something.

Kara distracted her with talks of Krypton and the topic of children faded from Lena’s mind like a nightmare.

The rest of their meal went by fast, and Lena made excuses about their early start at work so they could leave before Lillian broached the topic of heats and ruts.

Kara was less than enthusiastic about skipping dessert, so Lena persuaded the alpha by slipping her hand onto her cock to emphasize why they needed to go.

In spite of all of her objections to a long term relationship with the alpha, Lena’s libido didn’t get the memo, and they left the restaurant with Kara promising to arrange another dinner with Lillian soon.

It wasn’t until they were back in Lena’s apartment twenty minutes later with Kara’s hand up her dress that Lena realized how dismally she had failed.

Four orgasms and five minutes of cuddling later, and Lena was sickened by the way she felt Kara’s absence when the Kryptonian left to go home.

This was a disaster, and the sooner it ended, the saner she would be.

Lena spent the rest of the night formulating a plan on how to effectively cut ties with Kara while maintaining a civil work environment. She would talk to the alpha at lunch, privately and out of the office, and Kara would have to save face to return to work. Things would go back to being normal once and for all.

Obviously Lena considered Doris in all this and how their break-up would impact the kitten. She ultimately decided that it was best for Doris to remain with her, since all of her things were at her apartment. Kara would have the right to visit by arrangement—maybe at the weekends if Lena wasn’t busy, or she could let Kara take the kitten for one night during the week.

Everything would go exactly as she planned it this time.

In the morning, Lena opted for a short black pencil skirt and a white blouse with a blazer that she was sure screamed professional and too busy for a relationship.

She got up an hour early to make herself look flawless and swept into the office with the kind of attitude that dropped the temperature several degrees.

Kara was already there, with Andrea pressed into her side in way that immediately enraged Lena. The omega was showing off a stack of pictures, and Lena soothed herself when Kara bounded over to greet her with all the grace of an overgrown Labrador. Unfortunately Andrea followed with the kind of smile that pissed Lena off.

“Andrea has a surprise for us,” Kara intoned before Lena could so much as snarl at the way Andrea draped herself against the alpha again.

“I printed off some pictures from our retreat. Kara has been laughing all morning,” Andrea informed her, and there was something malicious in the twist of her lips that prompted Lena to snatch the stack of photos out of Kara’s hands.

“What is this?” Lena snapped so fast that Kara’s smile faltered.

Andrea’s only grew as she stepped around Lena to take the pictures back, and it took all of Lena’s strength not to slap her when she lilted, “All of your greatest hits. I made this set into a flip book.”

Andrea demonstrated how to the turn the photos with increasing glee. The flip book displayed a play-by-play of the moment when Lena was struggling to get into a canoe and tipped it over. The resulting splash when she finally toppled into the water should have been an end to it, but it didn’t stop there. Andrea had made sure to print out the rest with Lena gasping and spluttering as Jack and Kara helped her out of the lake. She looked hideously close to something out of a horror movie with her hair matted to her face and her mascara running down her cheeks.

“I made a copy for everyone in the office,” Andrea confided, and moved to stand next to Kara, possibly in case Lena reached out to choke her to death.

Lena’s face contorted in anger and she scrunched her nose as she grit out, “Oh you b—”

“Bye Kara,” Andrea sang, strutting off to her desk to leave Lena in a foul mood. “Remember we have lunch together today.”

“You’re having lunch with her?” Lena asked with a level of betrayal she had no right to feel for someone who wanted to end their relationship. “But we always have lunch together,” she whined, not the least bit pleased.

Kara shrugged lightly and explained, “She asked me after she gave me all these gifts.”

The gifts were on Kara’s desk, and Lena fumed at the sight of a framed picture that Andrea had placed there of her and Kara together. A small succulent sat on a box of chocolates and there was a cup of coffee with a love heart drawn on the side. Lena wanted to swipe everything off of Kara’s desk and straight into the trash, and her compulsion took her halfway across the floor, where she was intercepted by Jack.

“I think Andrea has a bit of a crush on our Kryptonian,” Jack informed her like it was a secret that Andrea was trying to weasel her way into Kara’s pants. “I don’t think Kara has worked it out yet, what do you think?”

They were both staring at Kara, who was smiling at the small potted plant.

Lena watched as Kara tipped the coffee into the ceramic mug that Jack had given her as a welcome present. I’m out of this world was scrawled across it in white lettering, and Jack had boasted that it was clearly Kara’s favorite.

“I think I’d rather spend my time working than entertaining office gossip,” Lena snidely remarked, and about turned to stalk back to her desk before Andrea noticed how close she had come to revealing her feelings.

Hunkering down at her desk, Lena did what she thought was best and tried to browse through her emails and write a few reports. Her fingers slammed over the keyboard with increasing speed whenever she glanced at Andrea and saw her staring at Kara. She popped out a key when Kara sauntered over to Andrea’s desk.

They were getting too cozy around one another. Andrea was finding excuses to touch Kara, and when her fingers traced the front of the alpha’s shirt to smooth out a wrinkle, Lena lost it.

She was on her feet in an instant and speeding over to reclaim her alpha with a jealous and crazy smell all around her.

“Kara, I need your help with the report for Cat Grant,” Lena lied. She had already completed it right before rushing over, but she clung to the excuse for all it was worth. “Can we discuss it before lunch and pick up on it this afternoon?”

“Lunch is in ten minutes,” Andrea pointed out, her tongue pressing into the back of her teeth. She was evidently resisting the urge to call Lena out when she was close to having Kara all to herself for an hour.

“I’m sure we’ll be done by then,” Lena fired back, her smile as fake as the one Andrea flashed her in return.

“Sure, I have some thoughts I wanted to share about the code,” Kara rambled, already leaving Andrea behind to hurry towards Lena’s desk.

Lena was practically grinning when Andrea whispered under her breath. “You’re a real bitch, you know that?”

“You’re one to talk,” Lena scoffed, her feisty scent a sign that she was ready to take their argument into one of the labs so she could throttle her colleague.

“Please, everyone in this office knows I've been hitting on Kara. I make my intentions clear, but you?” Andrea looked her up and down with a sneer of disgust and hissed from between clenched teeth, “I honestly can’t tell if you even like Kara, but you do like the attention she gives you.”

“None of this is your business, Andrea.” Lena’s tone was dangerously close to being threatening, and she stared down at her with the kind of hatred she often tried to conceal.

“It is when you're preventing her from finding real happiness,” Andrea shot back, her tone making it clear that she believed she could be the cause of that happiness.

It stunned Lena to hear the resolute way Andrea defended Kara, and she blinked furiously to shake the sudden and intense guilt that flooded her conscience.

“Either let her go, or let her in, because Kara doesn’t deserve to be strung along by an omega that can’t work out what the hell she wants,” Andrea demanded as she stood up to grab her coat and keycard. The omega stormed off to no doubt have lunch alone, and Lena swallowed the lump in her throat.

“She has no idea what she’s talking about,” Lena muttered to herself, shaken up by the confrontation. She wiped the back of her hand across her nose, and in an attempt to stave off the tears that welled in her eyes, she sneezed.

Plucking a tissue from the box on Andrea’s desk, Lena covered her face as she sneezed twice more. Her nose was feeling stuffy and her throat sore, though all morning she had assumed it was nothing more than allergies.

Kara glanced up sharply at the sound of her sniffling, and Lena could detect the frantic energy that came over the Kryptonian even from afar. Dropping her notes on Lena’s desk, Kara dashed back to her side and put a palm on her forehead.

“Lena, you have a fever.” Kara’s jaw tensed like she was dealing with a disaster. She ushered Lena back to her desk to gather up her things like they were in the middle of a fire drill.

“It’s probably just a cold that I picked up from swimming in the lake after I fell out of that canoe,” Lena remarked, but she put up with all of Kara’s fussing out of a sense of obligation and guilt.

She was still a bit teary eyed from her talk with Andrea and overwhelmed by feelings that made her want to sit and reflect on how she had behaved around Kara.

“I’m going to let Jack know that you need a sick day, and I’ll just tell him I’m taking the rest of the afternoon off, too.” Kara made her announcement and walked off before Lena could complain about the absurd level of coddling.

The alpha was barely gone for a minute, and then she zoomed around her own desk, grabbing her laptop before making a beeline for Lena.

Kara wrapped her up in a coat, and then draped her own jacket over Lena’s shoulders and carried everything to the elevator with one arm around Lena’s back like she expected her to drop at any minute.

“Jack said you require lots of liquids, rest, and comfort,” Kara rambled, her thumb hitting the keys on her phone so fast the motion was a blur to Lena. It appeared she was doing her own research, and Lena tried to peek at the search results.

“Kara,” Lena sighed, clasping at the Kryptonian’s arm when the stench of her worry tickled at her nose. “It’s okay, I’m fuh-fiy — finchoo.”

The wide eyed panic of the alpha would have amused Lena any other time, but Andrea’s words had unearthed something within her that prohibited any mirth from forming on her lips.


Kara was panicked, and it didn’t matter how much Lena tried to comfort her, the alpha remained on high alert.

“Our Lyft is already waiting for us,” Kara informed her and hurried Lena outside when the elevator doors pinged open. “I’m ordering the soups from your favorite places,” she stated once they were in the car, and Lena sank low in her seat as she considered how alien she suddenly felt.

“That’s very kind of you,” Lena whispered, ill at ease that the only person who ever showed any concern about her when she was ill was the one person she had convinced herself she didn’t want to be around.

That was a lie, of course.

She enjoyed Kara’s company, even if she refused to admit it to herself. Andrea might only see her cold scheming at work, but in the privacy of her home with Kara and Doris, she had taken to trusting the alpha a little at a time.

Lena no longer recoiled from affection, and sometimes went out of her way to give it. She often cuddled into Kara because the alpha’s content pheromones were pleasant to inhale.

Snuggling had gradually become the norm, and Lena’s lock screen mysteriously changed one day to the alpha’s ridiculously happy face. She never mentioned it and Kara never asked, and nobody else got to see it, but all the little things that Lena believed weren’t a big deal seemed to suddenly matter.

At least to her, anyway.

She tried to keep her mind off it, and fortunately that was easy when they arrived at her apartment just in time for four different deliveries to show up at once.

Kara opened the door for Lena by retrieving her key from her bag, and then paid for the food and somehow managed to drag it all inside without spilling a drop.

“Jesus, I’m supposed to drink the soup, not swim in it,” Lena muttered before she could stop herself, and Kara grinned like she was joking around and not just being an asshole.

“Let me help you, at least,” Lena exhaled softly, and Kara raised all the bags up and out of her reach like she was dealing with a child.

“No. Sit on the couch,” Kara instructed in a tone firm enough to make Lena shiver.

Kara mistook it for illness and not arousal, and all but guided Lena to the couch before running around her apartment pouring different soups into bowls and snatching the duvet off the bed to wrap Lena up in it.

“The Google says I should take your temperature,” Kara’s tight lipped concern was heartwarming, but Lena couldn’t help the way she snorted and slapped the meat thermometer out of Kara’s hand.

“First of all, that’s for checking Thanksgiving turkey, not me, and second, if I was as ill as you think, I’d already be in the hospital. So will you please…”

Lena nearly dropped the bowl of soup down herself when she caught Kara trying to dial 911 and leapt off the couch to grab the phone out of her hands. “No, this isn’t an emergency!”

For the first time all afternoon, Kara was still and quiet with an uncertain frown on her face. “It’s not?”

“I have a common cold.” Lena blinked, with the sudden comprehension that Kara had never known anyone who had suffered from any ailment.

From Kara’s perspective, it must have been terrifying to witness a frail, squishy Earthling with a runny nose.

To be on the safe side, Lena hid the phone in a place where Kara would never think to look for it and walked over to her medicine cabinet to find a chest rub that was made for easing colds.

“What’s this?” Kara asked as she shot to a place right by Lena’s side with the scent of concern clouding around her.

“It’ll help me breathe if I rub it on my chest,” Lena explained and opened the lid on the jar, which smelled of camphor and eucalyptus oil. She held it out for Kara to smell, but the Kryptonian snatched it and then used all of it on her.

It transpired much faster than Lena ever could have expected, with Kara pulling off her shirt and bringing her a bathrobe to wear instead of her constricting blouse. Lena didn’t even have time to react as Kara undressed her and covered her in enough of the chest rub to make her eyes perpetually water.

“Does it hurt?” Kara asked in a small voice when she spotted Lena’s tears.

“Ah—no, but for next time, you only need to use the smallest amount of this stuff.” Lena lifted the empty container of chest rub and threw it into the trash, then returned to the couch and her bowl of soup.

She finished gulping down the soothing liquid and Kara watched her take every sip.

They spent the afternoon on the couch with Doris, and Kara forbade her to get up, except to use the restroom. Any time she wanted a drink or a tissue, Kara hopped up first and retrieved it for her.

Despite some hiccups and misunderstandings, Lena discovered that she likedhaving someone around to take care of her when she was feeling sick.

Though she was unaccustomed to being practically smothered by the beefiest alpha she had ever slept with, Lena appreciated the sense of safety that Kara’s protective pheromones created. She was, for the most part, cozy in Kara’s arms, if a bit hot due to the layers folded around her.

They watched TV and Lena mindlessly stroked her fingers over Kara’s wrist and forearm while the Kara cradled Doris and kept her chin on Lena’s shoulder.

It was the most domestic they had ever been, and Lena would have been content to stay as an omega burrito if she hadn’t noticed Kara surreptitiously trying to retrieve her phone.

“That’s mine,” Lena informed her candidly. “You aren’t getting yours back until I’m sure you won’t try to call an ambulance the second I go to the bathroom.”

“I would like to research human ailments and how to prevent them,” Kara explained with such a pitiful tone that Lena grudgingly entered her password and searched for ways to boost her immune system. She clicked on the first article she found with disinterest and Kara eagerly snatched the phone out of her grip to devour the information. “Vitamin C, adequate sleep, regular exercise, healthy diet, decrease stress—”

“And sex,” Lena interjected with a coy flick of her lashes. She saw the confusion on Kara’s face and encouraged her to check for herself with a nod to her phone. “Orgasms help to keep your immune system in top form.”

From the way Kara’s mouth opened, it was evident the alpha thought sex would be off the table for the foreseeable future while Lena recovered. It was rather endearing to see the sudden shift of Kara’s interests when she set the phone aside to better wrap around Lena, her large hand casually and not at all subtly finding one of Lena’s tits beneath the blanket.

“As your alpha I must do everything in my power to make you feel better,” Kara insisted as she teased at Lena’s pebbled nipple with her index finger and thumb.

“Several orgasms should do it,” Lena persuaded and moved the blanket aside after using it to wipe off any lingering chest rub. Most of it already soaked into her bathrobe, which she pulled off her shoulders as Kara handled her tits.

They were still more sensitive than usual after her heat and the lightest caress from Kara’s finger earned a moan from her. She stared down at Kara’s capable hands as they gripped at each of her breasts and firmed her nipples into stiff buds. The stimulation ached but also soothed, and she let Kara rub her for far longer than she could have tolerated when in heat.

The restlessness of her thighs pressing together alluded to the slick that gathered between her pussy lips, yet any time she tried to rock her hips, Kara restrained her movements.

Lena’s arousal climbed with her frustration and her nipples began to ache from the continued tweaking. It wasn’t fair to need more from the alpha and be so thoroughly denied. She was half convinced this was all a vengeful ploy when Kara finally stopped playing with her tits and stood up.

“Where are you going?” Lena rasped, her vulnerable scent evoking a sympathetic glance from Kara. She was oddly emotional from the lack of contact and she self consciously pulled her robe around herself and tucked her chin to her chest as she waited for some excuse as to why Kara was leaving.

“You need to shower,” Kara said simply, and Lena resisted the knee jerk reaction of taking it personally and waited for the hopeful clarification that would come. True to expectation, Kara took her by the hands to get her onto her feet and Lena relaxed when the alpha rumbled and glanced at the chest rub all over her. “I want to touch you and have you in my mouth.”

Kara peeled Lena’s robe off and let it fall to the floor just to admire her nakedness, and led her into the bathroom and under the hot spray to sensually cleanse her skin.

The bubbles were barely washed off when Kara wrapped her lips around one of Lena’s nipples and drew it into her mouth, the warm lash of her tongue scintillating.

For all the dangers of fooling around in the shower, there was no protest from Lena when Kara dipped her hand down to ease two fingers into the hot clench of her cunt. The slow penetration deepened her breathing and Lena relaxed into the tiles while the alpha massaged her clit with the pad of her thumb.

It was natural for Lena to seek out Kara’s cock, her dainty hand managing to stroke her only twice before the alpha snared her wrist and pinned it above Lena’s head.
 

“Let me take care of you,” Kara husked, exhaling the barest hint of a growl into the crook of Lena’s neck in warning.

Her omega responded with a tight flutter in her cunt, which pulled Kara’s fingers in shamelessly as she mewled in submission. Some small repressed piece of her had known for a long time that she had been waiting for the right alpha to keep her in line – one that could handle her physically and emotionally, and though Lena wasn’t ready to accept that she had found that with Kara, she allowed her body to speak for itself.

Lena’s submissive side was buried under layers of defense, and Kara coaxed it to the surface with a firm hand and steadfast control that Lena privately loved. She rolled her hips just to feel the bite of Kara’s teeth on her neck, the solid length of the alpha’s thigh pushing between her own to raise her onto her tiptoes while Kara inserted a third finger.

The breathy gasp Lena gave was a telltale sign of excitement, and Kara kept her there, teetering on her toes as she fucked into her with quicker thrusts. The crook of Kara’s fingers evoked airy moans and Lena’s walls intermittently spasmed as her pleasure spiked. Kara’s thumb worked with tight semi circles into her clit and Lena’s legs began to tremble.

“I’m so close,” Lena whispered between rapid breaths, her head resting on the tile as she tried in vain to ride Kara’s hand. The wet sound of the water hitting her skin mingled with the slick noise of penetration and she arched when Kara spread her fingers.

“Kiss me,” Kara commanded, her mouth capturing Lena’s the moment she tipped her chin up to taste the alpha’s lips. It was still erotic to moan so wantonly into Kara’s mouth as she neared climax, so thrilling to have the alpha’s tongue glide over her own to silence her whimpers.

The kiss fluctuated from hot and demanding to soft and tender, but it was Kara’s cherishing touch that clenched her cunt in orgasm and made her go weak kneed.

The glass shower doors steamed from their warmth and she pressed a hand into the cool pane where condensation gathered. Kara held her with an arm around her waist as she continued to writhe in pleasure with small rotations of her hips. Her euphoric spasms lasted until her limbs felt free and loose and she was salivating for more.

“Take me to bed now,” Lena pleaded with a provocative rasp to her voice, sandpapery and yet smooth.

What she expected was for Kara to wrap her up in a towel and guide her by the hand to the bed, but what she got was a very enthusiastic alpha scooping her up. A noise of surprise stuck in Lena’s throat, and she exhaled it a few seconds later when Kara spread her out on top of the sheets, still wet and trembling from her orgasm.

Kara was on her knees and directly between Lena’s as she opened the bedside drawer for their stash of condoms. The foil packet glinted in the afternoon sunlight and Lena reached for the alpha’s hand to still her fingers.

“Wait, I—” Lena stammered, unable to meet Kara’s confused eyes. “Don’t put it on this time.”

“But I haven’t yet succeeded in our new courtship,” Kara began, noble in spite of the way her alpha gave off thicker scents of desire. The tip of her cock looked violet and swollen from Lena’s suggestion, and it must have taken a great deal of willpower not to give in to her impulses.

“I’m not saying you have permission to knot or come inside me,” Lena clarified in a coy hush, the rosiness to her cheeks more to do with longing than shame. She parted her legs and drew her knees up so that her intimate lips opened just enough to give Kara a glimpse at the warm shades of her pussy and all the silken nectar that clung to her entrance. “But if you want me—”

“Yes, all the time,” Kara asserted in a rush, the condom forgotten as she situated herself just shy of touching Lena’s cunt with her weighty erection. Kara’s hands smoothed up Lena’s inner thighs in excitement, and she rumbled at the delicate scent of Lena’s omega begging to be taken. “I will honor your wishes, just as you honor me by gifting this experience.”

It was Kara’s sincerity that inspired a blush, and though Lena wanted to close her eyes to avoid the emotions she saw reflected on the alpha’s handsome face, she stared. The adoration Kara showed her demanded an audience and Lena was riveted to the way the alpha held back. Of all the times that Kara had handled her sexually, she never once did it tentatively until now.

There was no zealous first thrust or dominant hand holding her down for the impending rutting to come. Lena was treated to the barest glide of Kara’s shaft parting her sensitive lips, and the alpha moaned at the slippery warmth of her slit. The exploratory touch sent tingles through Lena’s abdomen and she wondered if Kara felt it, if that was the reason the alpha’s mouth hung open in surprise.

All they were missing was a thin sheath of latex, but somehow that made a world of difference. The extraordinary heat of the alpha’s cock enticed Lena’s hips to lift, and Kara kept her angled up with a hand on her ass while she wrapped her fist around her shaft. The slow stroke of Kara’s tip passed over Lena’s clit and she whimpered at the stimulation.

The gradual tease became faster, with Kara pleasuring herself along with Lena on every intentional caress. The increased friction brought them closer, both watching as Kara’s cock glistened with Lena’s personal slick. They were breathless, and the first real push into her clenching entrance brought Lena to an inexplicable climax.

Kara was barely inside the confines of her cunt, and if Lena wasn’t so wrapped up in her bliss, she would have been mortified. Thankfully Kara didn’t pull out, her low groan ridiculously sexy as she stayed stock still and allowed Lena’s ecstasy to flow through her unhindered.

“You feel so much wetter than all the times I’ve imagined this,” Kara uttered, her quiet rasp alluding to the endless fantasies she had obviously conjured of Lena. She slid in deeper, taking Lena inch by glorious inch while Lena whimpered in encouragement and locked her legs around Kara’s hips.

The leverage pushed the alpha in all the way and Lena stifled her moans by burying her face in the crook of Kara’s neck. They were clinging to one another, Lena’s small hands flattening across Kara’s muscled shoulder blades to keep the alpha close. Skin contact was suddenly imperative to Lena and every roll of Kara’s pelvis was rewarded with a moan.

“God, you’re so hot without the condom,” Lena whimpered, her inner passage tightening around the alpha, as if her cunt was already refusing to let Kara pull out. “It feels so much better like this,” Lena confessed, the sultry lilt of her voice tapering off with a groan when the alpha’s lips found her throat.

Kara’s teeth scraped at her pulse point, never quite nipping but locking down once or twice with enough pressure to remind Lena of the strength she possessed. With any other alpha Lena would have been demanding they stop, but Kara truly was a different breed and Lena bared her neck for more rough treatment. The soft skin of her neck would bruise like ripe fruit, yet she inherently trusted that Kara wouldn’t break her skin or try to lay claim without full consent.

The longer Kara sucked on her neck, the wilder Lena writhed beneath her, desperate to ruin the tenderness that engulfed them. Kara’s growl of assertion vibrated through Lena’s throat and her hips snapped back to the mattress with a keening whine. She submitted beautifully, her cunt rippling on command as euphoria curled her toes and arched her spine. Her body was unable to convulse with Kara’s weight pushing her into the bed, and every languid thrust tempered the tremor in her thighs.

Lena was out of her depth emotionally, and out of her mind entirely if she thought she could give Kara up. She still fought against the pull of her heart and reasoned that anyone who was fucked this good would feel conflicted. Greedy with her touch, she palmed and scratched and gripped at Kara’s toned muscles and ass to keep her cock buried in her cunt.

She hooked her feet around the alpha’s calves and groaned when Kara lunged into her faster. Without the special condom, the girth of Kara’s cock was even greater and Lena whined at the internal stretch that forced her open while she contracted wetly around the alpha.

Lena wasn’t sure if Kara was being extra careful with her because of the lack of protection, or if the Kryptonian made the assumption that she was too ill to be rawed into oblivion. Either way, there was no escape from the intimacy that Kara fostered between them, and even if there was, Lena wouldn’t have wanted to hide behind her walls.

“Do you know what you’re doing?” Lena exhaled in whisper, her hands resting on Kara’s broad shoulders as she sought out the alpha’s eyes. She was still coasting on her bliss, light as a summer breeze, and her pheromones smelled just as sweet.

“Yes,” Kara puffed against her lips, her forehead crinkled in concentration as she rocked into Lena with a gentle tempo. “Helping your immune system—”

“No,” Lena gasped, her hand sliding from Kara’s sweaty cheek down to the alpha’s hips that never stalled as she uttered, “What do you call this, what we’re doing?”

It wasn’t fucking, and it was heavier than just a casual fling, but Lena wanted to know if Kara understood that. If the alpha could tell the difference, and if it mattered, because Lena was starting to believe that it did.

Kara’s glazed eyes sharpened with clarity, and the alpha pressed her forehead against Lena’s to murmur, “:Zhao.”

The word tasted rich on her tongue when she inhaled it from Kara’s lips, decadent and fulfilling the way desserts often were. Lena wasn’t versed enough in Kryptonese to translate :Zhao but she didn’t have to be to grasp what it meant. Kara was making love to her. Every inch of her body was intimately aware of that, and her omega pleaded with the alpha to continue.

The slick glide of their mating became louder with Lena’s excitement, and though she couldn’t bring herself to say anything back, she offered Kara the carnal embrace of her cunt – quick intentional pulses that squeezed the alpha’s length and evoked a filthy moan.

Kara hastened her thrusts, drilling into Lena’s sublime heat as though her willpower was waning. The added power jostled Lena, and Kara stared at her tits as they bounced from her effort. Soft insistent grunts broke free of the alpha and Lena whined in encouragement when Kara bottomed out with a sense of urgency.

Lena knew the alpha was close, she could smell the change in Kara’s pheromones and for a startling moment she considered begging the alpha to come inside her just this once. Kara never noticed the panic on Lena’s face, because she was consumed with her own blinding pleasure and the task of pulling out right as she peaked.

Kara’s raunchy groan was met with a pitiful whine when she pulled out of Lena’s grasping cunt and shot thick jets of seed over her abdomen. Considerate as ever with her aim, Kara avoided Lena’s pussy altogether to be respectful, and Lena wrapped her hand around her stiff length and gave it a few good tugs to make sure Kara thoroughly enjoyed herself. She entertained the idea of another shower, but then caught Kara staring at her with the softest look on her face.

“What?” Lena croaked, biting the smile off of her lips, as though happiness like that just didn’t belong there.

“Cuddle time,” The alpha informed her, then sank down onto the mattress beside her with a grin and enveloped her in strong arms that Lena melted into with a resigned sigh.

Sooner or later she was going to have to face her feelings, but for now, tucked against Kara’s chest in the safety and warmth of her apartment, Lena consoled herself with the lie that nothing needed to change.