While We Watch - Chapter 3

Tags: anal plug use, oral, touching, forced use of heat-enhancing drugs, picks up where chapter 2 left off.

This is a darker story, though I'd say I've lightened it a bit. Sensitive individuals should avoid and I'll have some comedy up very soon -  tomorrow or the next day. 

They played air hockey for the better part of an hour, keeping a tally of their wins with the agreement that they would stop ten minutes before five o’clock.

Kara’s strength proved to be both a help and hindrance, because she occasionally shot the hockey puck off the table.

Lena’s best tactic was to fake Kara out, and aim for the goals that she left a little less guarded, but Kara won in the end after four excellent games.

Lena frowned when the intercom informed them it was time to move to the atrium for her wellness therapy.

Kara’s victorious grin melted away and she cleared her throat as she offered Lena her hand.


They walked in silence, the tension manifesting between them thicker than fog, but that had more to do with the audience they would have.

Brushing a thumb over hers, Kara gave her a subtle reminder that she was there with her as they pushed into the atrium.

The sun cascaded from the glass ceiling and spilled like golden syrup across the room. A bed was set up inside and on a nearby table sat a few bottles of water. Upon closer inspection, Kara located a box that contained latex gloves, a bottle of lubricant, and a velvet pouch with a small metal plug. The end was adorned with a black jewel and Kara blushed as she showed it to Lena. “Seems they have something new they want us to use.”

With no more than a cursory glance at the metal plug, Lena stripped down and sprawled over the bed on her belly.

The glass ceiling made Lena feel more vulnerable than ever before, and she preferred not to look at it as she wondered how many viewers would witness their new sexual health regimen.

All of this must have been part of a plan to control her psychologically.


Either they hoped to break her down, to force her into revealing more about her emotional state — or else it was part of creating a new show for their viewers to watch. In any case, Lena was determined to act as if she was alone with Kara, and she spread her legs as she pushed herself up onto her knees.

“Use it,” Lena softly encouraged and reached out to touch the metal plug. “I want you to have me in every way, Kara. Let’s pretend we’re far away from here.”

“Vacation?” Kara suggested as she took in the various plants that lined the walls.

The plants weren’t exactly exotic, but they helped to create a different atmosphere. Kara went with it and slipped on a glove, then poured a generous amount of lubricant over her middle finger.

“Maybe we met here a few weeks ago, we’ve flirted, had a few drinks, and now we’re back at the hotel?” Kara moved around the room with confidence, as if she was unaware of the cameras tracking her every move. She settled on the bed next to Lena. “And I—I’ve persuaded you to try something different,” she lowered her voice to a sultry whisper, her ungloved hand smoothing over Lena’s backside, then squeezing her left cheek.

Kara held her possessively, keeping her in the moment, and lightly caressed the puckered little ring between her cheeks with a gloved finger. It twitched and clenched beneath Kara’s touch, and she circled it delicately.

“You’ve never done this before, but I can see you’re excited,” Kara whispered.

Every gentle caress of the alpha’s finger made Lena shiver. Her bare pussy glistened, and after a few minutes when her muscles began to relax, Kara eased the tip of her finger inside with a quiet noise of surprised arousal.

Kara kept her movements slow and eased in up to her first knuckle, rubbing gently to loosen her further. Using her ungloved thumb, Kara stroked between her vulva, spreading her slickness over her clit to stimulate her further while pushing her finger in a little deeper.

“You feel so wet,” Kara husked. “You’re going to look so pretty with this inside you.”

She took the plug and ran it through Lena’s sticky essence, coating it completely as she withdrew her finger from Lena’s tight ring and pressed the blunt tip of the plug against it. With gentle pressure, it slid in nicely, and Kara exhaled a hot breath as Lena’s ass clamped around it and held it in place.

“Beautiful,” Kara murmured, though whether she truly thought that was anyone’s guess. She slipped the glove off her hand and tossed it into a small bin by the table. “How does it feel?”

Lena placed both of her hands over the swell of her ass cheeks, following along with their curves until she came to the bright gem that met in the middle. “Different,” she softly intoned. “It’s a little bit uncomfortable, but I think I like it.”

Her ring of muscle tightened harder around the plug, and she felt a need for even more fullness— to have Kara’s fingers slide into her pussy.

“It might feel better if you put your fingers inside me,” Lena murmured.

Flipping onto her back forced the metal plug in deeper, until the gem put pressure on her inside. She raised her legs outward and clutched her own ankles, keeping her backside aloft for Kara to continue on with the treatment. It should have bothered her that any viewer could see her so exposed, but Kara’s eyes were on her and she needed to concentrate on that.

Kara sank to her knees at the foot of the bed and carefully pulled Lena towards her.

“It might feel good if I use my mouth, too.” Kara murmured thickly, waiting for Lena to grant her approval before she kissed up her inner thighs and inhaled her musky aroma.

Kara focused completely on her, parting her puffy lips to push two fingers deep inside of her drenched pussy and crooking them as she kissed her labia.

The alpha groaned at the scent of her, at the mouthwatering taste of her, and despite the audience they had, Kara took her time. She lavished her clit with the flat of her warm tongue and bent her fingers to massage that sweet spot inside her cunt that made Lena’s hands fist the sheets.

Kara sucked her clitoris into her mouth and moaned around it, rolling her tongue over and under it with voraciousness. Groaning with unabashed desire, Kara seemed desperate to keep Lena in her mouth while thrusting faster, spreading her long fingers inside Lena’s pink hole.

Kara added a third finger, knowing she could take it, and pumped into her harder— urgently, as though the orgasm Lena was approaching was her own.

Lena’s knees quaked until Kara tethered her to the bed with a strong arm. She groaned wantonly, her mouth wet and hanging open. Her complexion changed like a ripening peach, from lighter shades to darker reds that showed she was ready to be eaten. She gushed on Kara’s tongue and thrashed into the bed, digging down her heels as her pussy crushed the alpha’s fingers.

“Kara,” Lena whimpered.

Kara’s persistent fingers pumped into her, opening the hot walls of her cunt, and she tensed up again, already on the verge of a second orgasm. Slipping her fingers through Kara’s blonde hair, she watched as the alpha enthusiastically kissed her labia, her chin covered in her juices.

“Would you fuck me?” Lena bluntly asked. “If you could right now, with no consequences or attachments, or cameras, would you?”

“Yes.” Kara whispered, her warm breath cascading over her silken folds as she worked her fingers at a rapid pace. “But only if you wanted that.”


Kara didn’t strike her as the type to lie, not when she blushed so modestly and treated Lena with more respect than any of her past lovers.

Lowering her mouth back to Lena’s throbbing cunt, Kara soothed her hard clit with languid strokes of her tongue. Puckering her lips, she teased the stiff peak with fluttering, insistent licks until Lena’s breath quickened and her thighs clamped around Kara’s head.

Kara groaned encouragingly, twisting her fingers inside Lena’s sopping pussy as she drew more of her into her greedy mouth. She lapped at her with noisy, enthralled moans and pleaded with every swirl of her tongue for Lena to come in her mouth again.

She did, shaking until her back curled and her breasts jostled with every rapid heave of her chest.

With her fingernails, she lightly scratched at Kara’s scalp while staring down at her in bliss and awe.

“If we met somewhere else, I would go home with you,” Lena admitted, wary that the council might use her comments against her, and her relationship with Kara to their advantage. Only her expressive eyes communicated silently, I would do so much more than go home with you.

As absurd as it was to form such a bond with Kara after mere weeks, and even though she told herself not to become too reliant on the alpha, Kara was the only person who had shown her genuine warmth in years.

“I want you in my mouth,” Lena whispered. “Are you comfortable with that?”

“Oh. I—” Kara faltered, caught somewhere precariously between burning desire and a clear need to express that Lena owed her nothing in return. “You don’t have to do that—"

Kara pressed a wet kiss to Lena’s inner thigh and gazed up at her as if she was just as ethereal as the moonlight that danced between trees in the forest beyond.

Whatever Kara was thinking, she must have been taking into consideration the fact that Lena wanted to exercise control. Her choices, though limited, were still her own. How could Kara deny her that?

Kara stood up and whispered into Lena’s ear. “Let’s give the media something else to talk about instead of you.”


Kara’s cryptic words made sense when she stepped back to strip off. She removed her shirt and then her hands went to her belt. She worked it loose gradually, her eyes on Lena as she opened her jeans and slid them down to her ankles, along with her boxers.

Stepping out of the pool of fabric, Kara stood in all her naked glory — with an erection the length of her strong forearm and the girth of her fist. She stood there for the cameras to drink her in, clearly knowing that the talk of tonight wouldn’t be Lena.

Seeing the alpha naked brought a pleasant heat to Lena’s face, tinting her high cheek bones in a scarlet blush. She fully appreciated what Kara had done for her when she saw the alpha’s physique, the muscles that would keep everyone’s attention, and a few scars that would invite speculation.

Eye level with Kara’s cock, she couldn’t help but look right at it, and she rubbed her lips together to wet them. Sitting at the edge of the bed, Lena took a firm hold of the shaft and brought the head towards her chin. She swiped her tongue over a drip of arousal, and when more spilled from Kara’s tip, she used it to her gloss her lips. It made them that much smoother when she attempted to force her mouth over Kara.

“I think I’ll be breaking some kind of world record if I get this into my throat,” Lena muttered. “Your fans weren’t wrong about you.”

“Don’t hurt yourself,” Kara murmured quietly, her toes curling into the tiled floor as the warmth of Lena’s tongue sent tingles of electricity through the alpha’s body.

Kara’s hand came up to cup Lena’s face, her thumb ghosting over her cheekbone in a tender caress so that she understood she meant it. The alpha didn’t want her uncomfortable.


“And what do you mean, they’re not wrong about me?” Kara asked in a curious tone, even if her words hitched like the breath in her lungs when the heat of Lena’s mouth washed over the sensitive tip of her cock.

“They said you’d be well endowed, and although I knew that beforehand, it’s very different getting up close and personal with you,” Lena admitted, her tongue lashing at Kara’s girthy head.

Her lips stretched but couldn’t fit around it, and she covered her palm in flavored lubricant, then stroked with long tugs on Kara’s shaft. All of Kara’s scents filled her nostrils and she stared up at her with intensity.

“Why don’t you lie down?” Lena asked.

Kara seemed dizzy with arousal, and the wild, hungry look Lena gave her only seemed to
make it worse. She complied quickly, sprawling out on her back with her hands behind her head so she could watch her. The alpha’s thick erection fell heavily against her abdomen and if she felt embarrassed at being laid bare, she kept it well hidden.


Lena narrowed her eyes at Kara, and then an idea occurred to her.

“You’re thinking something,” Kara remarked. “Should I be worried?” She raised an eyebrow teasingly, and seemed to be trying to keep her breaths even and slow when Lena stepped closer.

“Only if the idea of you coming between my thighs in front of the whole world is too much for you to handle,” Lena smirked. “But you seem tough, and I think that in spite of how often you blush around me, you can endure a little embarrassment for the sake of pleasure.”

She straddled the alpha and braced herself on either side of Kara’s legs while she balanced precariously over such a thick erection.

Lena placed her hands on Kara’s chest and slid forward to massage her cock with her body. Kara’s bulge pressed through her wet pussy lips, and the tip rested against the opening to her cunt, continuously returning to that point when she rocked her ass.

“I think you might be right,” Kara groaned and moved her hands from behind her head to grab Lena’s backside, making sure she rode firmly along her length.

“You’re so wet,” Kara praised. Her thick length hardened further and throbbed as Lena nestled it between her pussy lips.

Lena’s arousal coated Kara’s cock so thoroughly, and her cunt was hot from pleasure. Kara tried not buck beneath her as her strong hands pushed Lena’s hips faster — but they each only had so much willpower and self-restraint.

Their lips crashed together in a kiss, and Kara’s tongue demanded its way inside Lena’s mouth. Kara whispered soft praises that only Lena could hear—things she had no right to say, but that she obviously couldn’t contain in the moment. “I want you. I wish I’d known you before.”

“I want you, too,” Lena whispered back, her voice shaking with sincerity.

She pressed her lips against Kara’s and pulled on her lower lip, sucking it between her teeth. The sensuous glide of her body kept Kara on the precipice of release. Her supple thighs stroked Kara up and down and trapped the alpha’s cock against her cunt.

It would be easy to manipulate Kara with sex, and everyone expected her to do it, but Lena would never be capable of using her that way.

Peppering Kara’s face with kisses, Lena coaxed her to a powerful and messy finish. Kara’s seed sprayed over her pussy lips, against the plug that was still buried deep within her ass, and over her taut lower belly.

She used her hand to gently jerk Kara’s cock as she discovered that Kara’s erection had yet to soften.

“I want to feel this inside of me,” Lena confided.

Kara must have been fighting the urge to drown in the waves of her release, because her heavy eyelids refused to close as she gazed back at Lena intently, her legs trembling from the persistent stimulation.

“I’m already imagining it.” Kara admitted, too intoxicated by bliss to censor herself for the cameras. Her hand moved between Lena’s thighs and her fingers plunged between her drenched lips.

“Pushing into you,” Kara whispered, sliding two fingers back into her sensitive cunt. “Feeling your heat wrap tightly around me.” She thrust his fingers slowly, her thumb finding Lena’s clit to rub in lazy circles as she breathlessly muttered, “Opening you up so you can take me fully just like this.”

Lena felt Kara’s words all through her body and inside of her slick pussy where Kara’s fingers touched her with possessive familiarity. Her breasts swayed as Kara began to pound into her again, and she stroked Kara’s cock from base to tip with her fist.

Nothing would stop them from having sex if they both wanted it, not even the guards who were stationed nearby just in case either of them went too far or broke one of the vague rules set by the council. Kara’s cock would be buried in her cunt before anyone interrupted them.

“You could just take me,” Lena softly considered. “You could do it right now if you really wanted. You’re holding back, both because you obey the council, and because you’re  respectful. Don’t be respectful, Kara. I don’t see a point in waiting. They chose you for your strength and virility. I doubt they will even provide us with contraceptives when the time comes. Let me decide – let me decide when and how you have sex with me.”

An interruptive, metallic noise covered the end of her speech, and a voice followed it.


“Stand to attention,” came the command. “It is now seven o’clock. Miss Luthor is to be cleaned up. Miss Danvers, you are responsible for bathing her, and she is not to wear any clothing to bed tonight. Her last recorded temperature indicates a climbing fever, and our medical staff will be on standby to supply an oral liquid to soothe it. It seems her passion is affecting her more severely than we thought possible, and you will have to tend to her through the night. We recommend frequent vaginal massage. We will leave the kit we have provided previously in your possession. It is also necessary at this time to give you other instructions regarding Miss Luthor’s condition. Please report to the entry to receive the dispatch.”

There was a moment of hesitation when Kara blinked up at Lena, the static voice a harsh reminder that they weren’t alone and never would be. The heated look dimmed in Kara’s eyes to a more subdued sorrow, and she slipped her fingers from Lena’s enthralling heat and stilled the hand on her erection. This was the most physical they had ever been, and it felt cruel to simply untangle themselves and go.

“Come with me,” Kara instructed, her face pushed into the pale crook of Lena’s neck as she kissed her out of sight before getting to her feet.

Kara pulled on her pants, and cringed at the splotches of sticky arousal that appeared like ink blots spreading across the fabric. Her rigid length was prominent and she cleared her throat and raised her chin as she tugged the zipper up.

Kara grabbed for her shirt and coaxed it over Lena’s head, and while she pushed Lena’s arms through the fabric, her fingers brushed through her dark hair, sweeping it back from her face as if she had done it a thousand times before. She clutched Lena’s hand and led her from the room, forgetting the plug as she hurried them down the hall and into the entry room.

Apart from the way Lena’s eyes watered slightly and the tiny tremor in her bottom lip, she pretended to be unaffected by their sudden change of circumstances. She chose not to express any complaints out loud, even as she rigidly followed Kara and her muscles strained around the plug that was still inserted.

As promised, a letter from the council awaited Kara, along with another silver case, and Kara lifted both before ushering Lena along to the bath.

While the tub filled with steamy water, Lena sat at the edge with care not to rest too much of her weight on the plug. She pressed her clit into the cool porcelain, and the metal plug pushed a little deeper into her bottom, but with a bearable pressure.

Behind her, she sensed Kara scanning the letter and glimpsed some of its contents:

ATTN: MISS DANVERS

It is with painstaking effort that our historians have produced a document detailing cases of the rare sexual mania and hormonal storms that afflict Miss Luthor. We have enclosed this literature for your review.

We encourage you to experiment more broadly with methods of treatment and to implement a more rigorous routine for Miss Luthor’s care. It may be difficult at times to ease her sexual afflictions, especially her need for vaginal penetration. To that end, we have provided a set of realistic dilators, designed to better simulate intercourse. We recommend frequent use of the dilators during periods of rest throughout the day. Lubrication along with deep vaginal applicators have also been supplied.

Engaging in sexual intercourse with Miss Luthor is ill-advised, but as a contingency, our team of expert observers and scientists recommend a more direct approach. If the substitutes prove inadequate, there is no better therapy for Miss Luthor.

“They certainly have a way with words.” Kara grunted in displeasure. She set the letter aside on top of the metal briefcase, and turned towards Lena with a frown.

Lena was feeling much more uncomfortable now with the plug still in her backside.

“Is something wrong?” Kara asked, finally working out her problem at a delay. “You look very uncomf— oh, oh sh —sorry! I’ll take it out. If you could just…”

Kara swirled her finger in the air for Lena to turn around, and very discreetly ran her hand under the shirt Lena wore and up her inner thighs until she cupped the swell of her ass. She eased her fingers between her cheeks and caught the edges of the jeweled plug gingerly.

“I know you’re feeling tense right now, ”Kara whispered, “but I need you to try and relax, Lena.” She soothed her with a gentle stroke of her other hand and gradually pulled at the metal plug.

Lena hated when anyone told her that she should relax, but she could forgive Kara because she knew the alpha only wanted to help.

There was a tug of resistance and then it was fully out, and the alpha wrapped Lena up in a one arm hug.

“I’m an idiot,” Kara murmured into her ear. “Please forgive me.”

Lena pressed herself into Kara’s neck. “It’s not your fault,” she insisted, glancing down at the lubricant-coated anal plug.

Kara washed the small metal plug thoroughly in the sink, then set it aside to finish running Lena’s bath. Once it was ready, Lena happily slid into the warm water and handed Kara her body wash.

Kara lathered the sponge and washed her with tender, soapy spirals that forced her muscles to relax, but the moment her hand dipped beneath the water to wash Lena more intimately, the atmosphere between them crackled and her breathing quickened.

“Open your legs.” Kara muttered, using the sponge to rub her gently in a way that went beyond cleaning.

“I will, but only if you promise never to tell me to relax from this point on,” Lena intoned. “Touch me.”

She raised her hips above the water and allowed Kara to play with her.


Kara discarded the sponge and used the pad of her thumb to caress her cunt, starting with the strip of silky skin below her clit and fondling her tight opening. The alpha held her pussy lips apart, rubbing them every so often as she took her all in, especially her entrance, and the gentle pulse of her inner muscles.

Resentment and desire didn’t mix well together, but Lena shuddered powerfully under the influence of both. The council’s judgment of her seemed to be proving true and nothing could have angered her more than to realize she needed these sexual attentions from Kara. Her pussy ached and she found her own base needs offensive.

“Either I’ve been brainwashed, or what they said about me is accurate. My heat is getting worse,” Lena husked. “Since you now have written permission from the council, why don’t we just see what happens and where this leads? I don’t have a problem with casual sex. It doesn’t have to mean anything—"

“But it will.” Kara’s face hardened briefly as she cut her off, her sky blue eyes darkening to reflect the storm of her emotions that passed beneath the surface of her calm face, the only noticeable tell that Lena’s attitude had somehow affected her.

It shifted the mood in the room and Kara suddenly got up and sucked in a slow breath. “I’ll get you a robe,” she informed Lena, signaling the end of her bath.


It was peculiar that after so much foreplay the alpha wasn’t desperate to fuck her. Lena sat in quiet shock as Kara withdrew.

Kara left the room only to return a moment later with an expensive looking fluffy white robe that smelled of flowers. She wrapped Lena in it carefully, despite the tension that stiffened the alpha’s movements.

A burst of static came through the intercom and Kara sighed.

“Dinner will be served in a quarter of an hour.” The voice boomed. “It’s vital that you eat your scheduled meals.”

Kara cracked her neck and shook out her tension before she glanced towards Lena. “I’m gonna have a quick shower,” she muttered, pointing to the second black robe that hung like a shadow behind the door.

Kara didn’t wait to see if she had left before she dropped her pants and strode towards the large cubicle. Everyone had seen Kara already, so there was no point in showing hesitation over getting naked.

Lena rested against the door and brazenly eyed Kara up – from her strong legs to her sculpted ass and her smooth back. She fidgeted with the belt on her robe, feeling oddly guilty for mentioning casual sex. Her humility returned when Kara glanced back at her, and she stepped out of the bathroom to give the alpha some privacy.

There was little point in getting dressed for dinner, so she wandered back towards the entry and settled down on the couch.

The television blared when she turned it on to listen to the recap of her life. This time, she paid more attention to the different perspectives of each talk show host. Did any of them understand her situation better than she did?

The betas were more sympathetic than the alphas and much more concerned about the nature of the council’s therapies. She listened to a host named Samantha Arias as she attacked the council, listed all of their possible motives and pointed out the issues related to Lena’s ability to consent.

Debating live with William Dey, they came to an impasse, with Dey repeating Lena’s own words as proof that she was an eager participant.

Their loud voices reminded Lena of her childhood, spent overhearing the vicious fights of her parents, and she hugged her knees to her chest while she waited for Kara. She must have zoned out, because Kara stood in front of her when she next glanced up.

“Did you have a nice shower?” Lena dryly questioned, glancing at Kara’s softer erection. “It certainly looks like you did.”

No sooner had she made the loaded remark than the door swung open behind her, startling her out of her mood. Two guards wheeled in a dinner cart and Dr. Aston appeared with a syringe of medicine.

“I have a fever reducer for you, Lena,” Dr. Aston explained and halted just a few steps shy of her. “Please, do us both a favor and cooperate with me tonight. Open your mouth and be sure to swallow all of your medication. I would allow you to do this yourself, but the last time you emptied the syringe on the carpet in front of me—”

He moved close enough to touch her. Guiding her face to him, almost caressing her, Dr. Aston held her in place until she obeyed.

She glared blackly at him before following orders. Drawing her arms tighter around her knees in self-comfort, Lena opened her mouth.

Pushing at the syringe, Dr. Aston gave her the full dosage of medication, and then made a hasty retreat as if worried Kara might engage him.

“What can I say?” Kara remarked as if the interruption hadn’t occurred, although her eyes trailed after Dr. Aston. “Sometimes an alpha has to take matters into her own hands.” She was clearly referring to what she did in the shower.

Kara lifted the silver domes off the meal with a flourish, and waved towards the table where the guards had left another bottle of wine. She set the steak dinners out and all the accompaniments while Lena got settled, and poured them both a glass of the red wine before sitting down.

Kara snared a freshly baked dinner roll from the small basket and tore it in half to swipe through the sauce that decorated the plate.


The alpha chewed it as she watched her, the way Lena twirled the knife as if realizing what she held in her palm.

“How is that medicine?” Kara asked offhandedly, her lips pulling into a thin white line, as if she doubted it was anything to help. “Feeling any different?”

Lena lifted her wine and drank until it stained her mouth with its deep and rich color.

“I feel fine,” Lena lied, though sweat beaded on her forehead and she had to force her thighs together to deal with the tortured throb of her pussy. “But you do know that they drugged me, so I expect that won’t last.”

She neglected her food and pushed her utensils aside, including the knife. “I won’t offend you by suggesting we have sex for a third time. It’s good that you took care of your own needs. I don’t know what I’ll be like in a half hour when my ‘medication’ really kicks in. Perhaps I should go to my bedroom.”

The meal held no appeal to her, not when her mind was so preoccupied with the singular thought of sex.

“I’m not offended,” Kara stated quickly, then sighed as she motioned to Lena’s plate, “but you should eat something, even if you’re not particularly feeling hungry, especially since whatever they gave you is on an empty stomach. If it was anything like mine…” She trailed off gruffly, and lifted her own wine.

From the face she made, Kara didn’t particularly care for it, but she drank it regardless. She ate half of her steak in silence, with the show Lena had been watching still droning on in the background, but she sat up straighter and dropped her fork when the screen changed from the host to footage of her in the shower.

“Now on the surface, what we see with Kara is an alpha who thinks fast on her feet.” Sam Arias said as the clip continued. “She certainly found a way to remedy her large problem very quickly when the opportunity arose.”

There was a thoughtful hum from William Dey, then his voice filtered over the image of Kara checking to make sure Lena had left before frantically turning the shower to its coldest setting. “I think it showed a remarkable amount of self-restraint to keep her libido in check, while most alphas in that situation would have—”

“I think we’ve had enough of these shows for tonight,” Kara announced louder than necessary as she rushed to grab the controller and turned the screen off. She faltered for a moment, but ultimately returned to the table and ignored the way Lena was watching her as she downed the rest of her wine.

“So I was thinking,” Kara blurted to fill the silence, “since we can’t camp outside tonight we could probably just toast marshmallows tomorrow.”

Lena quirked an eyebrow at Kara and refused to spare her any scrutiny. She puckered her lips in intrigue and the natural blush in her cheeks darkened with heat from the drug the council had given her.

“That sounds like a disappointing substitute for your original plan,” Lena considered, and blinked as the drug took fuller hold. “I had been looking forward to camping out under the stars.”

Her eyelids grew heavy and she tried to slice her steak, and to take a few bites of her mashed potatoes and carrots. The meal for the most part went untouched.

Snapping back to attention, Lena slid out of her bathrobe, finding it too warm to wear, even throughout the rest of their dinner.

“You know, I won’t actually be angry if you want to masturbate,” Lena muttered half coherently as a feeling of weakness spread through her limbs. “Any time. Just do it if it helps. No one should judge you for that. I was just cranky before because of my own situation.”

She reached out to steady herself on Kara’s arm while she attempted to stand up, but her energy plummeted and the alpha had to scoop her up.

Kara’s strong arms cradled her back and knees, and she burrowed her nose into the alpha’s neck.


The sensuous smell of Kara’s pheromones made her feel a little more alert. She inhaled the scents and her lips swept gently over the curve of Kara’s jaw.

As Kara glanced down at her, she lured the alpha in for a kiss with her soft eyes, so despairing and filled with deep longing. Their mouths fused, fast and hectic as her teeth dragged over Kara’s lips and she sucked with her tongue.

“You have to rest tonight,” Kara firmly stated. She held onto Lena longer than necessary after carrying her down the hall to her room, and Lena chose not to argue.

Kara at least sat with her in bed, and Lena snuggled into the alpha gratefully, soothed by her presence.

“I think the dosage Dr. Aston gave me was too strong,” Lena whispered. “I feel so aroused, but also drowsy and overheated. I need – I need to come again, Kara. This is becoming intolerably painful and I can’t stand it anymore.”

Need won out over embarrassment. She slipped her hand over her pussy, a little alarmed by the carnal ache that strengthened to the point that she forced three of her fingers inside of cunt.

Softly whining into Kara’s ear, Lena rubbed herself internally until tiny jolts went through her shoulders and legs, and she sobbed at her own inability to find relief. No matter what she did, her pleasure seemed blocked and it drove her to more desperate extremes.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, sudden waterfalls of anguish that blurred her vision. She stretched her cunt with four fingers and shook violently when her orgasm still wouldn’t build.

“You’re really burning up,” Kara stated, a touch of panic to her voice as she splayed her palm across Lena’s sweaty forehead and winced at the heat that radiated from her. “I’m going to get that case. Stay right here. I’m going to make you feel better.”

No longer able to think clearly, Lena curled against the bed, eyes red-rimmed and body trembling as Kara rushed to find a way to help.
 

Kara hated to leave her, that much was clear, and the quiet keening sobs that followed her through the door must have broken something within the alpha, leaking rage through her system.

The alpha’s pheromones filled the air, harsh, angry and ready to act.