While We Watch - Chapter 4

Slipping this in here just because - and will be posting another fic in a bit. 

Tags: Dub-con because of Lena's drug-induced heat, though Lena encourages Kara to take her. 

Word count: 3,811

Kara ran back to the entry room to grab the metal briefcase, but instead of retrieving it, she turned to the nearest camera and spat, “What the hell have you done to her? Don’t tell me that was medicine. She can barely hold her head up.”

Silence mocked her concern and Kara snarled at the camera. “Answer me!” she demanded, pointing angrily at the device with a sneer. “I know you’re there.”

A crackle of static echoed through the speaker before a distorted voice hissed, “It’s in your best interest to stay calm, Miss Danvers, or we’ll be forced to administer a sedative.”

The cool statement still felt more like a threat and Kara squared her jaw in preparation for a fight.

“Miss Luthor appears to be coming into a very strong heat,” The voice on the intercom noted. “We advise you use the items provided to ease her debilitating condition.”

“She’s burning hotter than a busted engine in the middle of a heatwave, and you want me to believe this is purely natural?” Kara’s acerbic words were uttered softly as she faced off against the camera. Whoever monitored the device kept it on her, even as she paced.

“Whatever Dr. Aston gave her was what caused this, and we all know it,” Kara accused. “Now tell me how I can help her, or I’ll—”

“Miss Danvers, this is your final warning,” The intercom voice coldly informed her. “Remain calm and return to your duties. Any further impudence or slander of Dr. Aston will result in immediate penalty.”

Kara’s lips twisted into a snarl, and she saw from the corner of her eye that guards had already lined up behind the locked door. She knew better than to say another word and retreated with the briefcase to find Lena writhing and whining on the bed. The duvet was soaked beneath her and there was still copious amounts of arousal gushing from her pussy as she tried to relieve herself.

Kara didn’t try to stop her. She just picked her up and whispered, “It’s going to be alright” as she walked to the large shower and turned the cold spray back on.

The water drenched through Kara’s clothes and she sank down to rest her back against the tiles as she cradled Lena into her chest.

“Let’s see what we’ve got here,” Kara murmured, more for Lena’s benefit than her own as he opened the case to see the assortment within.

Three dilators were lined up, each significantly bigger than the last. Kara picked the first and she showed Lena as she coaxed the omega’s legs open.

“This is going to help you.” Kara whispered, her lips ghosting over Lena’s flushed cheek.

She positioned the head of the toy against Lena’s glistening pussy lips and watched as it became slick from her desire. With slow insistence, Kara began to push it inside Lena’s desperate cunt, startled to see how the thick length slid into her so effortlessly. Her clit looked twice the size it was before, and Kara thumbed it lightly as she tried to soothe her with soft words of encouragement.

Lena whimpered, so overtaken by fever, the potency of the drug, and her irresistible urges. Her slit was hot to the touch, inflamed and pink, and Kara could see the cherry red inside of her when using the dilator. It meant that she was all the more sensitive during sex, and each thrust of the dilator earned a reaction from Lena. She rolled her hips, helping Kara to satisfy her cunt. Shifting to sit on top of it, Lena locked her legs around Kara and bounced gently on the toy.

Lena appeared calmer, but then her whines of distress resumed, until her pitch was low and raspy. “Please,” she brokenly sobbed. “Please, Kara. I need –  it.”

It upset Kara to see her this way, and to put her hands on Lena when she was in such a state. Surely being so out of her mind with need greyed the areas of consent? Kara tried to quiet the voices in her mind, which sounded a lot like the activist groups that were against Lena’s confinement, and instead she rationalized that it was better to take care of Lena’s pain than to leave her feeling so tortured.

“We’ll use the other one,” Kara murmured softly, and pressed her forehead lightly to Lena’s forehead.

Lena’s skin was fire, and Kara hissed at the temperature. The cold spray of the shower was doing nothing to cool her, and Kara hurriedly grabbed the next dilator. She slipped the first one out of Lena and felt guilt and shame from the jolt of arousal her scent caused.

Lena’s pussy lips were fully parted and a darkening pink that glistened like a juicy, ripe fruit, and Kara craved a taste of her.

“Go slow,” Kara muttered, inserting the thicker dilator with as much ease as the first.

It shamed her that her first thought was to wonder if Lena could take her cock. She slid the hard toy deep into her over-sensitive and demanding entrance.

Kara’s mind conjured an image of it, seeing her cunt stretched obscenely wide around her thick tip, and the way she would have to guide Lena down onto it. The more she thought of it, the faster she thrust the dilator, and exhaled warm pants of breath over Lena’s mouth, groaning when she felt the omega rocking harder.

Lena put her back into the slow motions, rolling her hips to find a perfect angle. Her concentration never wavered, and she fixated wholly on the sight of the dilator spreading her pussy with every downward push of her body. Soft grunts and huffs came from her open mouth, mingling with Kara’s as they both worked out her sexual frustrations.

“It’s not enough,” Lena groaned. “I’m going mad. Why won’t you just take me, Kara? Don’t you want me? Do what we both know you’re here to do.”

“Lena…” Kara whispered her name like a plea, which drowned in the stream of the shower. She exhaled sharply at the feel of Lena’s nails scraping over her chest and clawing for release.

There was no point in denying Lena further. It would only cause her pain in a way Kara couldn’t even fathom and every second she hesitated was another that left Lena writhing in agony for satisfaction that she couldn’t achieve.

“Not here,” Kara whispered and raised Lena onto her feet with her arms still wrapped possessively around the omega. She carried Lena back to the bedroom, leaving a sodden trail in their wake, only to deposit her on the bed carefully as she stripped out of her soaked pants.

Kara felt simultaneously concerned and aroused as she crawled onto the bed beside Lena.

Lena’s lithe, wet body uncurled to Kara the way flowers did for the sun.

“I’ve got you, Lena, I’m going to help.” Kara vowed, kissing her with a passion that must have matched Lena’s own intense lust.

Kara moved between her thighs, and pushed them apart to see Lena’s reddened pussy. It was drenched and glossy, desperate to be filled by her.

Her erection throbbed and Kara used one hand to smear Lena’s arousal over the tip of her cock. Lena’s scorching cunt clenched, sheathing the head of it and trying to draw Kara in deeper.

It was too much to resist. Lena’s intoxicating scent, her soft keening whimpers, the way she bucked up to meet Kara.


Kara groaned, overwhelmed by her, and pushed her hips forward, stretching Lena’s tight, dripping cunt around her length.

“Fuuuck, Kara husked breathlessly, her head falling forward to rest in the crook of Lena’s shoulder, “You feel so—so-...”

Kara couldn’t form the words as she sank in deeper. She could barely think from the ecstasy of it.

“So good,” Lena gasped against her, finishing the sentence while her eyes closed from pleasure.

Kara’s cock bulged her belly and Lena placed one of her hands just below her navel when Kara fully pushed into her, as if to feel it both inside and out.

Jaw slackening in clear amazement, Lena moaned encouragements and kissed the side of Kara’s face. “Yes, yes, Kara, please.”

Sweat trickled along Lena’s nose and she shuddered in her delirium. The omega’s cunt gloved Kara’s cock, wet and tight around her massive girth, and Lena deliberately clenched at every slow thrust.

“Fuck me good and hard,” Lena softly whimpered. She held her legs in a split with her pelvis tilted upward.

Kara moaned from the omega’s words and watched while she pushed her cock into Lena’s beautiful cunt, awed that it could swallow her size.

Every careful thrust stretched Lena’s pussy until her labia could barely be seen and her swollen clit poked free—a dark cherry begging for Kara’s mouth, but it would have to wait.

Lena felt so incredible. Her velvety muscles were rippling around every inch of Kara and her heat was a new pleasure all on its own. Kara had never felt anything even close to how euphoric it was, and she moved faster, her hips rocking turbulently.

The wet noise of her smacking into Lena’s cunt was interspersed with low groans and whimpery, desperate moans, and she couldn’t get enough of it.

Kara moved them suddenly onto their sides so her arm could wrap around Lena’s waist, and pull her tightly to her chest. Enthralled by her completely, Kara lost herself to something wilder, something that compelled her to take the omega more roughly — to slam every solid thick inch into her faster and fully.

She reveled in the urgency of it, in the way Lena’s nails sank into her back and kept her in place, how the omega’s leg curled over hers to lock them together — how she was grinding into her, just to turn and exhale breathy moans into Kara’s mouth and claim her with fierce, demanding kisses.

Kara gripped the omega’s hips and her fingers brushed over the dimples in Lena’s lower back. The touch seemed to give Lena an idea and she flashed her an intense and erotic look before dragging Kara by the arm.

“Like this,” Lena husked. “Get behind me.”

Resting on her knees, she lowered her face towards the bed, and moaned when Kara shifted into place behind her. Kara rotated her hips forward, entering her roughly in the way she had chosen.

Lena threw back her head, revealing her neck, pale and vulnerable. Her hitching breath and groans showed how much she liked this, and Kara found it easier to pump into her in the new position, though it was still astounding to see such a delicate omega with so much cock inside of her.

“I can’t believe you can take me.” Kara husked, mesmerized by the view of her ass and dripping cunt.

Lena was on full display for her, every secret place bared for her eyes to devour, and Kara was ravenous. Her rough hands gripped Lena’s hips and held her steady as she slowly pulled out, her cock throbbing from the urge to fill the omega up. She groaned from the sensation of Lena’s muscles wrapping around her tip.

Kara plunged her full length back into Lena’s blushing cunt with strong thrusts. She watched as Lena continually took her girth, hypnotized by it. One of her hands moved to grab at Lena’s ass, and her thumb ghosted over the omega’s puckered little ring.

She grasped Lena by the shoulder, enveloping the omega with her body as she took her more intimately with fast, shallow thrusts.

Kara kissed wetly up the expanse of Lena’s back and weaved a hand under her, questing with her fingers to find the omega’s swollen clit.

“I want you to come hard, Lena,” Kara breathlessly stated. “I want to feel you lose control around me.”

Lena hissed softly through her teeth and moaned, reaching forward in the bed to snare her hands in the sheets. Flexibly stretching herself out, she opened her stance more for Kara, even as her whole body jerked with the repeated motions of Kara’s thrusts. Her breasts swung as she tried to prop herself onto her hands, almost unsuccessfully, and Kara pounded into her while flicking determinedly at her tender clit.

Jaw hanging loosely, Lena let out a loud scream, unable to bite down on it as her pussy squeezed in pleasure.

Lena gushed all over Kara’s thick cock, wetter than before, and her slot tightened in demand for release. It burst forth from Kara in unexpected, hard jets that filled Lena completely and streamed down her thighs.

Kara shuddered from it, breathless and speechless in her euphoria. The noises that carried through the air and filled what little space remained between them were primal, and her lips worshipfully found Lena’s back to pay tokens of devotion.

The tangy salt of Lena’s skin stuck to her tongue and Kara kept herself inside Lena’s pulsing cunt for as long as she could hold herself up. She finally freed herself from Lena with a pained moan, the loss of her slick heat almost too much to bear.

“I need to feel you,” Kara rumbled, though she was already pulling Lena into an embrace. She spooned the omega on the mattress, her mind in a blissful, fuzzy daze where all that mattered was skin contact.


Lena felt small wrapped in her arms, soft but somehow strong, and Kara buried her face in the omega’s hair to breathe deeply.

Lena stayed in the embrace with her eyes shut. Kara couldn’t close her eyes, not after what they had done, but she was able to rest.

As they relaxed, Kara noticed Lena’s body temperature cooled to a degree that was still higher than normal, and yet not so dangerously high.

Lena finally dozed against her, secure and comfortable enough to unwind. She only awakened again when a loud screeching sound came from the intercom. It seemed to have been a mistake, since a voice never announced itself or gave instructions.

“Did you sleep?” Lena whispered to Kara, running her fingertips along the inside of Kara’s arm. “I still feel unwell, but there’s been a clear improvement in my overall condition. I thought I should tell you that, in case you’re experiencing guilt over what we did.”

Kara exhaled. Worry lines creased her forehead and at the corner of her eyes. “I never slept. I couldn’t,” she confided, her voice like the low hush of a thunderstorm miles away.

The knots of fear that twisted in her gut were slowly untwining and she brushed her fingers through Lena’s dark hair with a tenderness that seemed to no longer surprise the omega.

“I needed to know you were alright with everything we— ”

Kara paused, her lips tightening against her teeth. “With everything I did,” she corrected, her cloudy blue eyes searching Lena’s in an attempt to gauge her thoughts. “You’ve been out for about an hour. I didn’t want to wake you. Do you feel up to taking a shower and having something to eat now?”

Lena shook her head and wet her parched lips as she glanced around at the clock in the bedroom. “Can we get something to drink instead?” she asked in her soft spoken voice, then slid away from Kara to find her light robe.

Belting it around her middle, Lena waited on Kara to lead the way and select a few sodas from the fridge.


Kara started walking to the entrance room, but Lena threw out a hand to halt her. “I want to sit outside under the stars,” Lena whispered.

They went out to the garden together and Lena perched on a bench, looking drained in spite of the rosiness in her cheeks.

“This isn’t a great situation for you,” Lena breathed. “Not that it’s any better for me, but you chose to be here, and you could choose to go. I’m lucky they recruited you, because you’re kind to me, but I feel more and more that I should send you away. It was my mistake to let you stay here when you’re clearly a better alpha than I first assumed.”

The briefest flash of panic shot through Kara and she reflexively swallowed. “Hey now,” she whispered, while her fingers tightened around the neck of a soda bottle. She forced a smile that was short-lived and confused, and hunkered over to press her elbows into her thighs. “Listen, when I first got here, I wanted you to think of me as a jerk. I thought that would help you, that it would give you an outlet to direct your anger towards, but then I got to know you, really know you, and suddenly it didn’t feel like I was going to work. It felt like I was visiting a friend and I know that’s…”

Kara chewed her lower lip, and her nostrils flared as she gathered the right words to say. “I know that’s a strange thing to say, Lena. You didn’t ask for any of this, and I was thrust upon you, but being here and getting to talk to you is the best part of my week.”

She froze up suddenly and flicked her eyes towards the cameras outside. They were always there, listening, hoping she and Lena would forget.

“So uh, yeah, you can’t get rid of me now,” Kara concluded. “Who else is going to beat me at pool?

Lena lifted one shoulder noncommittally in a shrug, following Kara’s attention to the cameras. She picked at a fingernail and then leaned heavily into Kara’s side.

“They never did let us finish that game,” Lena sighed. “This morning when I signed the paperwork to accept you on a more permanent basis, I didn’t consider that they could come up with any excuse to take you away. We’re already more than friendly with each other. What if we get attached and then I can’t see you anymore? It would be easier if I didn’t like you. ”

Lena paused, picking at the same nail again as honesty burst out of her. “But I don’t want to be left alone. More than anything, I don’t want to be here, Kara. I want my freedom back.”

It was the first time Lena had spoken these dangerous words out loud, and she seemed to be announcing it not only to Kara, but also to the world. There could be consequences for vocalizing her true wishes, and she kissed Kara desperately with salty tears blurring her vision and slipping between their lips.

Kara knew it was a risk to speak her honest opinions out loud, but she wouldn’t hold back. “You don’t deserve to be trapped here like this,” she agreed and wrapped her arms protectively around Lena as she whispered against her lips, “I’ll talk to the council. Being locked up in here is harmful to your mental health, and being forced to live on display is dehumanizing. They can’t—”

Kara’s words were drowned out as a loud screech from the intercom cut through the quiet evening, followed immediately by a rough sounding voice. “Miss Danvers, escort Miss Luthor to the first room, where the last meal of the day is waiting for you. Refusal to eat will result in disciplinary action.”

“You can’t be serious,” Kara replied to the quiet garden.

The soft sounds of the forest beyond created the illusion that it was all a dream.

“Miss Luthor has barely eaten in days.” The voice boomed ominously. “She is required to eat for her own well-being.”

They glanced at each other, sharing their concerns silently until Lena stiffened her lip and stood up. She stalked down the hall to the first room of the facility to find a standard dinner tray. Tossing off the silver cover from one of the dishes, Lena grabbed for a chunk of bread and ate while on her feet. In front of the camera, she continued to bite into the loaf to show that she was obedient. It might have worked, but tears streamed freely down her cheeks and then she said the first unfiltered thing she had said since Kara entered her facility.

“I have done everything that’s been asked of me. I’m not a criminal or a danger to the public,” Lena quietly cried. “Please, you have to believe me.”

“Hey, hey,” Kara was by her side in an instant, her strong hands guiding Lena into a chair at the table so she could pour her a glass of water. “It’s going to be okay,” she said, though whether she truly believed that or not was up for debate.

Kara pulled another chair up to sit beside her and uncovered her own meal, but her attention never went to the plate. She clasped Lena’s hand to stop her from frantically trying to push more bread into her mouth. Lena dissolved into sobs, her body going limp as she leaned into Kara’s shoulder to cry.

The intercom blared to life, and the same gruff voice hissed menacingly, “Miss Luthor, please remain calm or we will have to administer a sedative.”

Lena dropped the bread she had been using to jam up her throat and her shoulders heaved inconsolably with emotion. She stayed in Kara’s arms with all of her long hair protecting her tearful face from the cameras.

This behavior would spark controversy in the news, and put Lena in jeopardy, if only because the council refused to be painted as an abusive institution.

As if trying her best to restore her composure, Lena rubbed her thumbs under her eyes. “Another treatment,” she whispered vacantly. “Perhaps what I need is another treatment, after I eat.”

It was a crafty suggestion and would prevent the guards from removing Kara in the hopes of seeing Lena sexually gratified again.

“Kara?” Lena asked softly, looking for her opinion and for defense from the council.

“I think you’re right,” Kara asserted, her face a stolid mask that betrayed nothing of what she felt. If they presented a united front, it would be seen as unreasonable for the council to take action.

They were learning how to manipulate the narrative of what the cameras would see—a strategy that Kara hadn’t realized they would need until she had witnessed the many shows dedicated to Lena.

“Another treatment will help you feel better.” Kara pressed her palm against Lena’s forehead and murmured more for the cameras, “You’re still burning up. Your heat hasn’t ended yet.”

Kara swept Lena’s black hair out of her face so she could look at the omega better.

Lena’s reddened eyes and pouty lips tugged at her heart, and Kara caressed her soothingly. “I’m going to make everything better,” she promised, and from the intensity of her eyes, Lena would know she wasn’t just talking about the treatment.