Working out the Kinks

Rating: Explicit, ABO, Alpha Kara, Omega Lena

Description:  Lena has a dub-con kink. [Post Season 5].

Tags: Canon Divergent story, Dub-con kink, CNC/extreme roleplay/reluctance/resistance, kink and after care. Oral (alpha), Oral (omega), no protection. It's dub-con kink, and the smut is not tame or soft. There's more tame and soft coming soon in other stories, though! So if it's not your cup of tea, please do skip.

Their first kiss was caught on camera.
 

In hindsight, Lena should have known to be more careful, but it wasn’t like she meant to kiss Supergirl — it had just happened because of an intense battle and a fear of losing her best friend. Seconds after Kara landed on her knees in front of her, Lena acted very impulsively and gave in to years of urges and secret pining. She flung herself at the alpha, and to her complete shock, Kara kissed back — hot and heavy enough that it streaked her red lipstick over Kara’s face and chin.
 

They didn’t talk about it afterwards, at least not until the photos appeared in the news, and then Kara flew by L-Corp to discuss what a big mistake they both had made.
 

“This puts your life in jeopardy, Lena.” Kara croaked out and paced back and forth, barely keeping her tears and anxiety at bay. “All of my enemies are going to come after you to get to me.”
 

Lena had never seen Kara so emotional while in the guise of Supergirl. Despite the fact that their lips had touched, they had yet to even hug since their falling out — but Lena offered her arms to Kara and then they held onto each other like they always had as best friends.
 

“I shouldn’t have kissed you,” Lena whispered with a nervous little swallow and a quick blink to clear up any tears. “I just got caught up in the moment and the fear of losing you. I’m sorry, but there might be a way to fix it. What if we stage a fight and make it seem like we’re sworn enemies again? You could press me up against a wall—“
 

If Lena casually slipped a few of her little kinks into their well-blocked fight sequence, so what? It had been a rough year with Kara and at the very least, she wanted to feel the alpha’s muscled body against hers – especially since they were both avoiding any talk of their relationship or what the kiss meant, apart from a public scandal.
 

They scheduled their “fight” for that afternoon, and Kara phoned Alex and Kelly to help with the camera work.
 

“I’m going to pretend to blast Kara with my gun, and then she’s going to shove me against the wall over here and grab my neck.” Lena gestured around her office with too much enthusiasm and caught a curious look on Kelly’s face.
 

After their first run-through, when she and Kara had demolished a table, Lena could have sworn she heard Alex whisper, “This is a gay mess. Literally.”
 

Lena went back into her starting position with a faint blush on her cheeks, then Kara rushed at her and secured a hand around her throat. 

Her pussy was soaked by the third time they went through the motions, and Lena wondered if Kara could smell her arousal whenever they were standing close. 

Kara’s focus began to slip, and occasionally she ran her hands down Lena’s sides as if the purpose of this entire escapade was to film themselves fooling around instead of to capture them in the middle of an explosive argument. 

Kelly frequently had to clear her throat to remind them both she was standing on the other side of the room. 

When Kara needed to step away for a bathroom break, Lena sat down to re-touch her make-up. In the background, she caught little snippets of Alex’s conversation with Kelly. 

“I’m pretty sure this video clip is going to accomplish the exact opposite of what they’re hoping it will,” Alex whispered. “They look like they’re ready to pounce on each other.”
 

“Well there’s certainly tension,” Kelly reasoned.
 

Pursing her lips, Lena tried to focus on her touch-up as Kara strode back into the room with a face full of thunder.
 

Lena scrunched her eyebrows in concern and dropped her lipstick with a gasp when the Super kicked her couch out of the way and stormed towards her desk.

“Are you getting this?” Kelly blurted behind her camera, and Alex hurried to film the confrontation from a different angle.

“What are you doing?” Lena rasped and scrambled out of her seat seconds before Kara shoved her desk aside to stalk closer.

“You thought you could fool me, but I know better than to trust a Luthor,” Kara growled out. “You’re no friend of mine.”

Lena’s wide eyes and short breaths were less to do with fear and more to do with the way her heart raced at the dominance Kara exuded. She opened her mouth to speak, but Kara caught her around the throat with a strong hand and pushed her against the wall with just a touch more power to make it feel real. Real enough for adrenaline and dopamine to flood Lena’s system. She moaned erotically and raised her chin with a whisper, “Harder, Kara.”

“Going off script was the right move,” Alex called out, and Kara dropped her hand like she had  forgotten her sister was even there.

The alpha looked as flustered as Lena felt, and turned so abruptly that her cape swished around her and slapped her straight in the face.
 

“Okay great, you got enough footage?” Kara asked, fighting with her cape to push it away. She dropped her hands to her hips to signal that she was done.

Lena stared at those hands longingly and absently touched her neck. God, the intensity of the moment buzzed through her and she swallowed thickly as she realized she would have to explain herself to Kara once Kelly and Alex left.

 
It all rendered her a little stupid, and her eyes flitted between Kara’s face and buff arms while Alex and Kelly were busy making plans with Kara to meet up later on. 

 
Lena was still unable to speak when the door closed behind Alex and Kara began to pick up the wreckage in the office. 

 
“Hey Kara,” Lena drawled and crossed her arms as she leaned against her desk and waited for the alpha to turn around. “This is a little embarrassing, but did you hear what I said before?”

 
“Uhm—well—yes—yeah—I definitely heard that,” Kara admitted and tilted her head as her face infused with color.

Lena stared at her back with hawkish eyes until the alpha swung towards her. 

“We should probably talk about the kiss,” Kara acknowledged with a soft bob of her head, and then she squared her shoulders and put her hands on her hips. “It’s clearly led to some tension between us. Good tension, not bad,” She hurried to clarify and hunched a little as if she worried Lena would misinterpret her words.

 
“Really good tension,” Lena cut in and stepped out from behind her desk to stride over to Kara. “I have a confession to make. I’ve always had this fantasy about Supergirl, and since finding out about your identity, it’s become much more elaborate.” She twisted her fingers and glanced down at her hands as she began to feel more self-conscious.
 

It had been three days since they kissed, and two months since they made up. Lena wondered if being open about her desires would lead to awkwardness or setbacks between them, but she decided it was worth the risk of being honest. 

 
“The reason I had no trouble putting together this little ruse to trick the media was because I’ve thought about this scenario a whole lot,” Lena explained and sank her nails into her own palms as she gawked at Kara, waiting for a reaction. “The fantasy—my fantasy is that you fly onto my balcony and you fuck me. You do whatever you want to me. You don’t ask. You use force to get your way.” 

 
Kara’s jaw dropped, then snapped shut as she breathed heavily and flailed, “I use for—oh-” She choked on the word, unable to form it as she doubled over with a concerned expression. “Lena, that’s—”
 

“No it isn’t,” Lena cut her off quickly, already connecting the dots in Kara’s mind. “No, you see it would be like this,” She swept her hands around herself to showcase the wreckage of her office and took a careful step towards the alpha to soothe the panic that shined in her wide eyes. “We’d be pretending, Kara, and it would be very consensual, because I would tell you what I’d like to happen between us. We’d set up some rules so we didn’t cross one another’s boundaries.”
 

Was she actually trying to proposition her best friend and National City’s very own cinnamon roll to do filthy things to her? 

Lena felt the slightest twinge of shame as she pressed her thighs together and clasped her hands. “Of course, that’s only if you were inclined to play that particular role. If you’re not interested in any of that, or me, I’d completely understand.”
 

Kara was chewing the inside of her lip, and her fingers picked at the material of her suit that webbed between her thumb and palm. “What if I hurt you?” She nervously asked, tensing up just from the thought of it.
 

“Well I hope you would, a little.” Lena confessed in a whisper, her smile tentative when Kara glanced in her direction. “I like feeling how powerful you are, Kara. It’s quite a turn on, actually.”
 

Kara’s lips formed a silent oh, and for a moment she just stood there, as though it never crossed her mind that people would be naturally attracted to her strength.


If Lena wasn’t so terrified at the thought of scaring her off, she would have kissed her again, because there was something ridiculously adorable about the innocence that radiated from the Kryptonian.

“And you would—” Kara began, her feet moving her around the room restlessly as she processed what she was being told. “You would tell me if it was too much, right?”
 

 “Typically for such kinks it’s better to use a safe word.” Lena supplied easily, a kernel of hope beginning to expand within her chest as she observed Kara’s curiosity. “Most people stick with the traffic light system, and I think that would work best for now.”
 

“Right. Good.” Kara announced with a sharp nod, her hard jaw and intense eyes filled with confidence until she stopped pacing and eyed Lena cautiously. “What uh—what’s the system, exactly?” She murmured, her cheeks glowing with a fresh wave of embarrassment.

Lena softened with a smile, but didn’t dare step closer in case Kara reacted like a spooked animal. “It’s designed to signal to your partner during play if you’re enjoying it, or if you want it to stop immediately.”
 

There were notes of interest in the air — faint but telling, and Lena suppressed a shiver as her cunt gave a throb in response. “If I said green, that means I’m enjoying it and want to continue. If I said yellow, I might be feeling overwhelmed or need to pause for a minute so we can talk, and red would mean stop and that puts an end to it entirely.”

Silence followed her explanation, and after a moment Kara met her eyes to state, “Got it, but if you just said stop, you know I would, right?”

Lena felt a little wicked as she bit back a grin at Kara’s honest question. Part of her wondered if she was, in some way, corrupting the Super, but it was a fleeting thought as she carefully sat on the edge of her desk and watched the way Kara’s eyes followed the hem of her skirt as it raised up her thigh.

“Under normal circumstances, absolutely,” Lena intoned with a coy flick of her lashes. “But in the moment I might get a thrill from telling you no, or asking you to stop, and you’d know to continue because I never said red.”

Kara stopped pacing to squint at her with a peculiar look, and Lena felt her heart lodge in her throat as she waited for the judgement surely to follow. She should have shared her desires in bite sized increments. Kara was a pure soul, after all. Lena had seen her apologize to a dog she had almost walked by without petting.
 

“I—I think I need time to consider it.” Kara admitted, her blue eyes searching Lena’s like she had lost something in them. “Is that okay?”
 

“Yes, of course.” Lena whispered, her smile watery as she tried to swallow down the rejection.

Given how the conversation went, Lena never expected Kara to text her an hour later, asking for explicit details of things she fantasized about happening. She was surprised when the Super initiated the talk about swearing and name calling. Apparently Kara was doing research, and Lena tingled with anticipation as they carried their little texting marathon over the next few days, expressing what they both wanted to explore and what their hard limits were.


By the fourth day, they had outlined an entire list which was broken into the categories of yes and no.
 

Later that night, just as she was getting ready to go to bed, Kara sent her a message asking if she would be feeling green tomorrow, and Lena almost cracked her screen from the force of her enthusiasm.

Greener than a leprechaun on St. Patrick’s day, Lena fired back. 

 
Her panties were already soaked in anticipation and she struggled to sleep because of it. 

The next morning, she woke up and hurried to her closet to find the perfect blouse for Kara to rip open. She chose a sheer, wine red top with lace along the neck, which she often paired with a suit, but today she put on a skirt with a modest slit at the side.

Lena arrived to L-Corp earlier than usual with the intent of finishing her work early, in case Kara found the time to show up before lunch. Her fingers glided over her keyboard, writing memos and documents, and every so often she glanced at the time. 

By afternoon, she was feeling restless and paced around her office, touching up her lipstick and finding extra work to do just to distract herself. 

The sun was setting in the sky when Lena felt her frustration fully manifest. It tasted bitter on her tongue, and she tried to ignore it as her eyes darted to her cell phone, imploring it to beep with a text. She had put off meetings and handled most of her business over the phone, but it was starting to seem like Kara had forgotten about her and their little arrangement.
 

She was about to call when the sudden sound of boots landing on her balcony drew her attention and she scrambled to her feet to see Kara striding through the open door with her cape billowing behind her.

“Supergirl,” Lena rasped, the haughty raised eyebrow she offered not entirely fake as she tipped her chin up. “What are you doing here?”

The sneer on Kara’s lips sped up Lena’s heart and she stood her ground when the Super stalked towards her with a growl so deep it almost sent her into heat.
 

Kara didn’t answer as she let her gaze trail down Lena, and then suddenly she snared her around the wrist. The alpha tugged her close, and wrapped a hand around her throat so fast that Lena experienced a dizzying amount of arousal.
 

“Get off me,” Lena demanded, but it came out as a hush when Kara forced her back against the wall and palmed her breasts with possessive aggression.

“You want it,” Kara accused, her hot breath cascading over Lena’s cheek as she dug her fingers into her throat a little harder and whispered against her lips, “I can smell how wet your cunt is.”
 

Fuck, Lena didn’t think Kara would have it in her to actually go through with the dirty talk, and she impulsively struggled against her just for the thrill of feeling Kara restrain her.
 

“You're wrong,” Lena spat, her chest heaving with excitement as the alpha ripped through her shirt like tissue paper and left it to scatter the floor as she greedily bit and sucked her nipples.

She forgot for a fraction of a second that she was supposed to be resisting and threaded her fingers through Kara’s blonde curls to encourage her to continue as the alpha kept her pinned against the wall by the throat.

Lena whined when Kara tore her mouth away and gasped when the Super tangled her hand in her dark hair to hiss, “You walk around in those fuck-me heels like you call all the shots but this is what real power looks like, Lena.”

It was shameful just how soaked her panties were when Kara forced her onto her knees with a firm push. She could barely breathe from the heady mixture of their pheromones, but Lena was loving it. She felt her hands shaking from the adrenaline, and grabbed onto the Kara’s legs to steady herself.

Kara fisted her hair to pull her face into the fabric of her crotch and snarled as she rubbed herself against Lena’s lips to smear her lipstick.
 

“Open them,” Kara demanded, exuding so much confidence that Lena was half convinced she was dealing with a different Kryptonian.
 

Lena didn’t have to be asked twice. She rushed to tug down the zipper and wrenched open the alpha’s pants just to groan at the sight of her erection. Kara grabbed it with her free hand to show it off and shoved it into Lena’s mouth before she had finished admiring it.

Lena could feel every throb of Kara’s desire as the alpha’s stiff cock pushed down her throat in one harsh thrust. Kara’s hand tightened in her hair and Lena was powerless to escape the strong grip. 

There were ladders in her stockings from being on her knees and she knew her mascara was running as she began to suck on Kara. 

Lena would have moaned if her mouth wasn’t so full, if Kara wasn’t using it with such force that it rattled her back against the desk. Her lips stretched around Kara’s thick cock and she stared up at Kara in amazement. This was the more assertive side of Kara, the side that all of Supergirl’s enemies feared, and the part of her that Lena had never known existed under the soft exterior of her best friend. 

The raw strength combined with the true sensitive nature of the alpha was intoxicating. Lena had always longed for Kara, and to experience her in such a dominant role was everything she never knew she needed. She pumped her mouth over Kara’s erection with devotion and the alpha charged her hips faster.
 

It took almost no time at all for Kara to come. The harsh sound of her breath and unabashed groan was all the warning Lena got as warm seed flooded her mouth. The taste of the alpha was unique and Lena swallowed what she could and flicked her tongue over the groove at the tip of Kara’s cock worshipfully. Pearlescent seed covered her lips and chin and she had scarcely taken a breath when Kara dragged her onto her feet.
 

Their eyes locked, and for a precarious second she could read Kara’s mind through the concern in her gaze. “Green,” Lena whispered, and shivered when the alpha’s gaze darkened.
 

Kara cupped her cheek in a moment of brief tenderness before she spun Lena around and pushed her over the desk with a firm hand on the base of her neck. Lena was lightheaded with lust, and thrashed as Kara’s strong hands ripped the split of her skirt. Kara could have torn it off entirely, but the alpha left it in tatters and pushed it up Lena’s thighs to expose her voluptuous ass. Lena felt more exposed with it still on, and she moaned and pressed her flushed cheek into the cool desk to catch her breath.
 

“You won’t get away with this,” She insisted, playing into the part, despite the way she moaned as Kara caught the fabric of her sexy little thong and pulled it off her with a snap.

“Sure I will,” Kara informed her arrogantly and dropped her ruined thong by her face. It was soaked through with her desire and Lena stared at it when Kara squeezed her ass roughly.

The alpha appraised her with a growl as she spread her cheeks to glimpse at Lena’s puckered ring, then slid her hand down to cup her pussy. 

“There’s not a soul in National City that can stop me from taking what I want, and right now?” Kara splayed herself over Lena’s bare back and grazed her teeth over her ear as she husked, “I want you, Lena.”
 

 It was a sinful declaration that promised they were just getting started and Lena gave a needy whine and rolled her hips to create friction against Kara’s hand. She fought the urge to open her legs wider when she felt Kara’s erection press into her backside, and made the alpha work for it as she clenched her thighs together instead. It did little to hide how wet her cunt was for the alpha. Slick already coated her inner thighs and more of her slippery essence dripped from her slit when Kara pushed two fingers into her desperate cunt.

Lena’s eyebrows knitted together from the first, rough thrust and she whined in submission. “Kara.”

Kara’s fingertips curled into place inside of her cunt, rubbing the spot that would keep her soaking wet.
 

Her teeth locked together, but her gasps still came at intervals as Kara slammed her fingers in deeper. With Kara’s other hand on the back of her neck, Lena was unable to struggle, helpless and prone against the desk. It didn’t stop her from trying, all for the sake of eliciting a response from Kara. 

 
“You can’t have me,” Lena challenged in a quiet, crackling whisper, and Kara offered up proof that she could by stuffing her full with three fingers. 

“You don’t sound very sure of that. You’re awfully wet for someone who doesn’t want this,” Kara commented and stroked her thumb over Lena’s clit in light, torturous circles.
 

Lena tried to lift her hand, but Kara was quick to pin it down and restrain it behind her. The effortless control Kara demonstrated was so arousing that Lena’s legs trembled as her cunt took faster and deeper strokes from Kara’s fingers. She neared orgasm twice with Kara teasing her clit. It required willpower to resist her climbing pleasure, to hold it back from peaking when Kara leaned over to utter filthy things in her ear.
 

“I should have done this back when we first met,” Kara huffed, the warm puff of her breath tickled over the hairs on Lena’s neck. “Just pinned you down and fucked you on this desk so you’d know what a real alpha is. I can feel how much you’ve needed this, Lena.”

“Fuck,” Lena rasped, her hot breath fogging the shiny surface of her desk as she fought the spike of arousal from hearing Kara speak like that. She was right on the edge of euphoria, her heart hammering and breath catching, but she wanted to prolong it. She wanted to keep up the charade to see what else she could pull out of the sensitive, sweet alpha, who was willing to explore her sordid fantasies without judging her for them.

Lena rocked her shoulders to try and shake the alpha off, her soft grunts in no way masking her erotic moans when Kara pressed her hand between her shoulder blades and nipped at her neck with a snarl. It was exhilarating to explore this with Kara, and she whimpered as the alpha paid closer attention to her clit.

“I can have you anytime, any place that I want.” Kara bragged against her throat, her lips capturing the pale skin to suck on as she fucked Lena with her fingers.

Tremors started from her fingertips and toes and spread through Lena’s limbs like a small earthquake as she gasped for breath. Her eyes wanted to roll back, her muscles wanted to pull and contort her, and still she managed to exhale a scratchy, “I’ll never enjoy it.”

She could have sobbed when Kara pulled her fingers free, the loss so incredible that Lena shook from the emptiness as her orgasm threatened to crash down around her, but then she was on her back and Kara was growling, “We’ll see about that.”

Kara possessed the speed to touch Lena in a way that seemed like she was everywhere at once. Every inch of her was being fondled and grabbed, kissed and licked, and her nipples throbbed pleasantly from being tweaked. Then it all stopped, because Kara was forcing her pale thighs apart to delve between them and Lena was fisting Kara’s hair and writhing as she screamed in ecstasy.

“That’s what I thought,” Kara stated smugly while Lena struggled to catch her breath. She was still trembling from the force of release, high on the dopamine rush when Kara spread her legs wider to inhale the scent of her heady perfume. It was exquisite to feel fresh bruises in the shape of Kara’s fingertips take form on her skin, branding her possessively in ways no other ever had. Private little crescents to decorate her ivory skin like a secret trail that led straight to her cunt.

“Look at that,” Kara husked, her thumbs parting her delicate lips to expose her twitching and needy hole. Lena’s clit was swollen and her entrance was an inviting red that begged to be filled with every clench it gave.

“Your pussy knows what it needs better than you do,” Kara remarked and made good use of her ruined thong by binding Lena’s wrists together.
 

Lena would have liked to refute it to keep the scene going, but the moment the alpha’s lips wrapped around her clit, all she could do was arch up and moan. She tangled her hands in Kara’s hair and tried to wrap her legs around the alpha’s face, but Kara wasn’t having it and held her knees apart as she devoured her cunt like a hungry god feasting on ambrosia.
 

Dropping her bound hands against her stomach, Lena thrashed in shameless pleasure. Strangled cries came to her lips, along with lustful whimpers when Kara’s tongue flicked into her entrance. All of her muscles tightened, almost cramping as Kara tasted her pussy.

Kara’s ravenous mouth was hot, tracing over her labia with long and fast licks. The soft puckering of Kara’s lips made Lena’s face flush with heat. Her hips moved in slow, little circles and she tried again to slide her restrained hands into Kara’s hair. Kara knocked her hands away and then forcefully restrained them while sucking on her clit.
 

“How dare you tell me what I need,” Lena halfheartedly gasped out and bit her lip hard to stop herself from moaning. “Maybe you should try listening—"

  
“Maybe I should have stuffed those panties in your mouth,” Kara quietly remarked while wiping her chin.
 

Lena saw a flicker of the hardheaded, arrogant alpha who had argued with her in the past over Harun-El. It was both thrilling and cathartic, a little moment that riled her emotions and brought an even more exciting edge to the sex. She had hated Supergirl back when they had argued, but there had always been an attraction, even at the worst of times.

Kara licked her to a whimpering orgasm and Lena threw her head back in pleasure. She strained the tendons in her neck as she shuddered, feeling so high on Kara’s pheromones. Her cunt was still pulsating in Kara’s mouth and her spine flexed her into an uncomfortable position, but it was just too good and she had no control over herself.


Lena thought that the alpha would stop until Kara’s tongue began moving again. Kara licked in a fast back and forth motion that kept the trembles in Lena’s legs going. This time was even more intense as Kara’s tongue stroked over her clit and closed her lips around it. Lena never recovered and she was completely breathless when Kara pulled back.
 

Kara wrapped a loose hand around Lena’s throat, and used it to tip her chin up until Lena’s unfocused eyes settled on her without straying.

Her ragged breaths made her breasts heave, and Kara waited for them to even out before leaning closer to search her eyes.
 

“Traffic light,” The alpha whispered, and brushed her thumb along the underside of Lena’s jaw delicately. “How are you feeling? Do you need a minute?”

Lena raised her bound hands to cup Kara’s cheek, and felt a little gooey when the Super kissed her palm reverently. “Green,” Lena admitted, her tone a little smoky as she implored, “I’m so green. Keep going.”

 

 Kara’s fingers tightened around her throat carefully and Lena smirked as their game continued. She tried to push at Kara’s chest to keep her away, and when that didn’t work she kicked her legs just to feel the warmth of Kara’s hands grabbing for her ankles. The desk screeched from the force of their struggle and Lena was relieved that she soundproofed her office when half of her belongings crashed to the floor.

 

 “You think that’s going to stop me?” Kara snarled, and Lena swallowed back the urge to say she hoped not.

“I’ll scream,” Lena lied, drinking in the sight of Kara’s muscles when she stretched over to snare her around the waist. 

Kara lifted her off the desk and threw her over the arm of her leather couch so fast that Lena whimpered. She craned her neck just in time to see Kara shoving the pants of her Super suit down her thighs.
 

 Lena shivered from anticipation and moaned when the alpha smacked her across the ass and fully ripped the rest of her skirt off.
 

“No, don’t you dare,” Lena exhaled in a rush, trembling with desires as she locked her ankles together and inhaled the potent, dominant scent of Kara’s pheromones. “You aren’t wearing protection.”

“Why would I?” Kara taunted in return, wrenching Lena’s thighs apart to get a good look at her glistening, quivering cunt.

Kara rubbed the heated tip of her cock between her luscious lips and Lena whined at the sensation of it.

 

She was dizzy with arousal, so close to getting exactly what she wanted and she shifted and tried to buck just to make Kara grab her by the hips to keep her still. The alpha forced her cock into Lena’s silken channel with a sudden rough thrust.

Kara held her in place with a heavy hand on her lower back, then began a rapid pace that plunged her solid length into Lena’s cunt.



Lena didn’t have to pretend that it ached a little because Kara’s girth stretched her perfectly. She whimpered from it, but submitted all the same and moaned as Kara’s cock rubbed her internally in all of the right places. It felt better than she imagined because Kara burned hotter than other alphas. Lena groaned provocatively when Kara slammed into her with unbridled power behind her hips.

 

She was certain that she was ruining her own couch. The leather would never recover and her ravaged cunt would need a few days. It excited her on a deeper, more primal level that caused her inner walls to tighten around Kara.

 

“Don’t come inside of me,” Lena gasped, her hips pitching forward with Kara’s thrusts and her teeth clenching as she moaned. She curled her fingers around the sofa cushion, but she had no grip as Kara reached out to fist her dark hair.
 

The alpha’s fingers gripped near the roots and pulled Lena’s head up in an erotic display of dominance to growl out, “I’ll do what I want. I’m the alpha.”

 

That statement brought a fresh wave of arousal for Lena and she mewled before she could stop herself. She was feverish with need, her pussy practically rippling in a silent plea for Kara’s release. Lena groaned shamelessly when Kara sank her teeth into her neck with just enough pressure.

Her cunt was close to spasm, and she resisted the pull of it in the hopes that Kara would fuck her harder to make her come around her cock. God, she was so close that the alpha’s snarl awoke her omega’s baser urges and Lena rocked wantonly into the pounding she received until she strained against Kara and her body went rigid. Ecstasy burst through Lena’s veins and Kara stifled her orgasmic cries with a firm hand around her mouth while she lunged with a rush of super speed.
 

It invigorated Lena to feel the first throb of Kara’s cock and hear the guttural moan that passed the alpha’s lips as she shot thick jets of warm seed into her cunt. Lena was helpless to the demands of Kara’s body, and she gasped as seed flooded her cunt and spilled out of her, dripping between her pussy lips. She came hard a second time from the sensation of it, her omega in bliss from having her cunt filled.
 

Kara pulled out to wrestle Lena onto her back across the sofa cushions, and Lena encouraged her by grabbing the front of her Super Suit to tug her closer. They moved frantically, Kara ripping the bindings from Lena’s wrists to free her hands while she kissed her roughly. Lena responded just as passionately, biting and sucking on Kara’s lips until the alpha pushed her tongue into her mouth to take control once again.

“Stop,” Lena rasped, but she was so eager to have the alpha’s cock rutting inside her cunt that she opened her legs for Kara and forgot about putting up a fight.
 

For a split second they were both staring at her messy slit, soaked with arousal and seed, and she moaned when Kara pushed her thighs apart to glimpse her greedy entrance. It was a luscious strawberry blush and her clit was so hard it poked free of her lips. Lena had never seen herself so thoroughly fucked and ready for more.

 

She exhaled a ragged, impatient breath and raised her arms as if to break free. Kara pinned her wrists above her head and stared into her eyes as she plunged back into her sopping cunt.

The energy between them seemed charged with all of the emotions they had yet to discuss. The current passed through their skin to prickle nerves and raised the small hairs along their arms. It was like they were seeing each other for the first time, both raw and untamed in the moment, and Lena groaned as she struggled to watch Kara’s cock drill into her at a pace no human could match.

 

She ached wonderfully, her whole body rocking from the force of Kara’s determination to get off inside her. The alpha’s insatiable mouth sucked and bit and licked over her breasts, leaving beautiful blemishes that would remain on her skin as reminders of what they had done.
 

The alpha bucked wildly, uninhibited in her desires to ravish Lena, and tipped her head back as euphoria took hold. She jerked uncontrollably, emptying her cock in hot blasts that Lena’s cunt couldn’t contain, and then pulled out before her knot could spread. 

Lena whined at being denied it, at the loss of Kara’s solid weight on top of her, but the pathetic scent of her was cut short as the alpha tangled her hand in Lena’s hair and knelt over her with a breathless command. “Clean it.”

Kara’s cock was still impressively erect and Lena couldn’t wait to taste their mingled essence.
 

She pressed her lips together with a haughty glance up at the alpha and waited for her to make a move.
 

“Open your mouth or I’ll make you,” Kara promised, running her sticky shaft over Lena’s closed lips until she finally stuck her tongue out to lap at Kara’s cock.

She could have continued, could have pressed Lena to suck her off again or flip her back over and have her from behind, yet Kara tucked herself back into her Super Suit and zipped it up, then unclasped her cape to wrap Lena up in it. She pressed a tender kiss to her lips, and then they were flying. Minutes later, Lena found herself back inside her apartment — only it was much different than when she had left that morning.

“Kara,” Lena whispered, unable to do more than lift her gaze to see the Super’s eyes staring down at her. Her body was tired and thoroughly sated from their antics and she felt the lump in her throat as Kara held her. “What is all of this?”
 

“So, I know I’m new to all of this kink play,” Kara murmured, her shy demeanor back in place as she blushed and pressed her chin to her chest. “But after care is really important and I wanted to do it right.”

It stunned Lena to see the fuzzy blankets already unfurled on her couch, soft and inviting. A fruit basket barely fit on the coffee table, which was crammed with pastries and chocolates from around the world.

 

It occurred to Lena that while she’d been busy thinking that Kara had forgotten about their agreement  to explore her kinks, the Super went above and beyond expectations to spoil her. She was at a loss for words when Kara strode confidently towards her bathroom, where the deep tub was already filled with cold water and rose petals.

 

“Just uh, give me a second.” Kara intoned, and Lena knew what that meant when the alpha’s eyes glowed red hot. She watched the lasers hit the water, heating it to a perfect temperature, and gaped as steam began to rise over the bath. 

“You know, cuddling and a cup of tea would have been enough.” Lena whispered, because deep down a fractured part of her believed that was all she deserved after everything that had transpired between them when she tried to make Kara her enemy.

 

“No it wouldn’t, not ever.” Kara was quick to correct, yet her hands were slow as they peeled the cape from Lena’s naked frame to lower her gently into the water.

It was like a balm for Lena’s aches, her muscles untensing as she sank into the tub with a heavy sigh. Kara joined her a moment later, with a bath bomb and a glass of wine that she passed off to Lena before grabbing a sponge. The alpha lathered it up and took her time washing Lena, something she would have declined if anyone else suggested it.

 

Lena was amazed by how intimate it felt, how loving, and she fell into a contemplative silence as Kara scooped her out of the water and pulled the plug.

 

Any doubts or fears that this was a mistake were drained away with the dirty water and Lena nibbled her lower lip. “Do you want to stay the night?” She asked, startled by the tremor in her voice.

“How else am I going to hold you as you sleep?” Kara responded with a bashful grin that brightened her eyes.

True to her word, Kara did hold her once they moved to the bedroom and the alpha made sure to kiss every single pale bruise she left behind on Lena’s fair skin. Kara was methodical when she rubbed cream over them, and Lena enjoyed the soft caresses as she succumbed to a peaceful sleep.